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A visit to the gynecologist is not most women’s idea
Hi, everyone! This is my new chapter to the “Yes, Detective” series. I hope you all like it! Things start to get a little rough (;
Getting to know my two female cousins–intimately
The first time he came over, it wast that weird. He just moved into the neighborhood and wanted to meet people. He came over, introduced himself, talked for a bit and left. Then he started coming over more often. On random days. My parents just accepted it, saying he really wanted to make new friends. But every time he came over he would end up staring at me.
Now I’ve never had a boyfriend before, or had sex. Let alone have an older man stare at me. I thought he was handsome. Very handsome in fact.
One day my parents actually invited him over to have a dinner and movie night. When I heard about this my heart raced. I decided to wear tight shorts and a very tight shirt that showed off my full breasts. I didn’t know why I wanted to dress up like that for him, but I did. He came over around 8. I answered the door.
“Hello Mr. James”
“Please Phaedra, just call me James.” I blushed.
“Sure thing…James”
He smiled and I moved to let him in the door my parents greeted him and they had a conversation. I got my phone out and started playing a game. After a while James came over to me and sat next to me on the couch. He was pretending that he was looking at the game I was playing. But I knew he was looking down my shirt. Then my mother called us for dinner and he got up and helped me up, he grabbed my waist when I stood up. Then he just walked to the kitchen. I sat next to him.
He complimented my mothers cooking and talked sports with my dad. I wasn’t very interested. But then I felt something warm touch my thigh. It was James’ hand. I snuck a quick glance at him and he winked then moved his hand back up to the table.
He kept touching my thigh. Getting closer and closer to my young pussy every time. I was getting very horny.
“What kind of movies do you like, James?” My mom asked
“I’m up for anything”
“Great! I have the perfect movie. Not for kids though. So goodnight Phaedra.”
I nodded, took care of my dishes and headed to my room. I could hear them laughing and talking and I wish I could be out there still. With James touching my thigh. I wanted him to touch my pussy. To fuck me. I wanted to suck his dick. to please him. i always had a fantasy about being dominated by older men. When I got into my room I shut the door and started touching myself, leaning against the door. Why did I want James so bad?
Then there was a knock on my door. I fixed my self and opened the door. James was there.
“I just wanted to say goodnight.”
I stood there for a second, silent. My heart racing.
“And to apologize for staring at you earlier. You are just so beautiful, I couldn’t help it.”
“It’s fine” he smiled.
“Perfect. Goodnight…gorgeous”
I had an amazing orgasm that night.
James didn’t come over that often anymore. He said because he got an amazing job and was trying to keep it. But I missed him. Every day I started thinking more and more about him, fantasizing about him. Touching myself because of him. I really wanted him to be my first. But I was under age and I was probably wrong about what he felt for me. A girl could still dream though.
“Goodbye Phaedra! See you tomorrow! If you need anything just call us.”
My parents left. They were going to some boring business convention for the night. I had just planned to watch a movie and snack. I went into my room and put on a very comfortable white silk dress one of my friends bought me. (I wasn’t allowed to have “sexy” clothes like that) then I laid down on the couch and started a movie. I started to drift off when there was a knock on the door. I opened the door and there was James wearing a red button up shirt that showed off his lean body and black jeans. He looked down at me in my white silk dress and smiled. I could see a bulge in his pants form. I blushed.
“My parents aren’t home right now”
“I know. I came to see you, if that’s alright.”
“Umm…sure. Come in. I don’t think my parents would mind”
He sat down on the couch, making himself comfortable. I made some popcorn, got us some pop and sat down with him. We watched the movie together. And every once in a while he would move closer to me. I looked over at him and he looked away quickly. I looked down at my silk dress, realizing you could clearly see my breasts through it, along with my red panties. They matched his shirt. Knowing that he had been staring at my breasts turned me on.
“Have you ever had a boyfriend?” James asked.
“What?”
“Uh…have you ever had a boyfriend?”
“No…” I responded, a little ashamed.
“Have you…have you…”
“Have I what?” I asked turning to face him, muting the movie.
“I find you attractive, if you haven’t guessed from me staring at you and I know this is not the best thing to ask to a 14 year old…but, I was just wondering if you are a virgin?”
“Yes.”
The bulge grew again. But he didn’t ask anything else so I un-muted the movie again. A few minutes later he had his hand on my thigh, his fingers a but under the seam in my dress. Then, like that day at dinner he move his hands up my thigh closer to my pussy. But this time he didn’t pull away. Once he got to my pantie line he stopped. By now I was already very wet. He paused for a moment then brushed his hand over my panties.
I breathed out slowly. He laughed.
“Have you ever done anything with a guy?” I shook my head. He just smiled then turned off the movie. “Well tonight, we fix that.”
He stood up and lifted me up. He grabbed me and kissed me hard, holding my waist and the back of my neck. He moved the hand on my waist to my ass and squeezed. I was putty in his hands. He pulled back then lifted my dress up.
“I’ve been waiting a long time to see these beautiful breasts naked. To taste them.” He pushed me down onto the couch and started sucking on my breast, grabbing the other one hard. While he sucked he started to pinch and twist my nipple. Then he bit my nipple and I gasped.
He looked up at me, concerned. “Did that hurt?”
I moaned “not at all” he continued to fondle my breasts.
“They are even better than I imagined. Now it’s time to get to the good stuff.”
He looked at me hungrily. Then he lifted me up and carried me to my room. He started to unbutton his shirt. I got on my knees and started to undo his pants.
“Well, someone isn’t as innocent as they seem.”
I pulled down his pants and then slowly, his underwear. His massive cock sprung out of his pants. I just stared at it.
“You’re huge!” I yelled, grabbing his dick. I licked the tip of his cock, not really sure what to do. He grabbed the back of my neck, tangling his fingers in my brown hair. Then he pushed my face closer to him, forcing his dick into my mouth. I started to gag, but he kept going.
“Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Take my cock. Suck it.” I gagged a bit more before he took it out and I could breathe again. But that didn’t last long. He started fucking my face, making me gag every time he went in. “Touch yourself” he ordered, and I obeyed.
Then he pulled out. His dick and my chin covered in spit. “Maybe I went to hard on you for your first time…” He said looking down at me trying to catch my breathe. I shook my head and licked up his cock.
“It was perfect.” I responded. He pulled me up again and set me on my bed.
“Your turn.” He mumbled before ripping my panties off and opening my legs. He started to rub my clit and I breathed in sharply. He went faster and faster. I grabbed onto the sheets and arched my back, withering in orgasm.
“That was amazing” I sighed
“Oh, we are no where near done yet, sweetie” this time he brought a finger down to my opening and shoved it in. “God you are so wet and tight”
He started fingering me while looking up at me. I was already nearing a second orgasm. And when he put two fingers in me, I lost it.
Before I finished my orgasm he started licking my clit, making overlapping orgasms. I started moaning really loudly and he just kept going. Licking and sucking my clit and fingering me.
“That’s it girl. That’s it. Moan for me” he said quickly before returning. I reached another orgasm and screamed, grabbing and pulling his hair, screaming his name. When I calmed down he kissed up my body and kissed me on the lips.
“I love hearing you screaming my name”
He laid on the bed and pulled me on top of him. “Now ride my cock.”
I kissed him before I grabbed his huge, throbbing cock and started sliding down
It. He moaned a little when the tip of his cock was in me. And we both shared a moan when I moved down his shaft. I put my hands on his chest ad started to slowly ride him. He put his hands on my waist, urging me to go faster, so I did.
“Yes. Yes. Oh yes. Ride me. I love your virgin pussy. Oh god. So tight. Oh yes.”
I started to get close to anther orgasm so I sped up even more. My pussy righted more as I came on his adult dick. He moved so i was under him again ad started to thrust into me really hard and fast. I was moaning again. He grabbed my face and made me look at him.
“I’m gonna cum.” He got off the bed and I got on my knees and started to suck him off again. “I wanna cum on those beautiful breasts of yours.” I sucked him more before I leaned back as stroked him. Cum shot onto my face and breasts and James let out a long sigh.
“You look beautiful with my cum all over you. Thank you baby”
I wiped some cum off my face and sucked on my fingers. “Can we do this again?” I asked.
“Yes, but for now, shower.” I obeyed and showered. When I got out he was gone but my phone was out on my bed with his number written on a piece of paper next to it, on the paper was written “I expect some sexy photos of you out of the shower”
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There was this guy who was a new arrival at this logging camp in the wilds of British Columbia, Canada. After a couple of weeks he decides to go into the only town within a hundred miles and have a few beers at the local pub. After three or four beers, he asked the bartender about the availability of some “ladies of the evening.” The bartender told him that he hadn’t seen a woman in the town for at least ten years, however, he mentioned that there was this Chinese cook out in the kitchen. The logger stopped him right there and said: “No. I don’t go for that shit.”
So, he had a few more beers and went back to the camp. He returned in about three weeks, had a few beers and again asked the bartender if there were any ladies available. The bartender told him no, however, the Chinese cook was still in the kitchen. The logger, again, told him that he didn’t go for that shit and returned to camp.
About four weeks went by and the logger was getting desperate. He went back to the bar, had a few beers and asked the bartender, again about the ladies. The bartender again told him there were none and again reminded him about the Chinese cook. The logger again said; “No. I don’t go for that shit.” Then he thought about it for awhile and asked the bartender: “If I go out back with the Chinese cook, how many people will know about it”?
Well, the bartender says, ‘There will be you and me. All together, there will be four.”
“Four!” cries the logger. “I thought there would be just you and me. Where did the the other two come from?
And the bartender says, “Hell man. It takes two guys to hold him down. He don’t go for that shit either!”
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She’s only 23 but she’s seen more cocks than any other girl her age.
What it takes for Tess to become one of the Pool girls.
This is the ongoing story of a rape, torture, and snuff victim who survived.
This is a fictional work and all characters are above 18 years old. Themes involve a brother blackmailing his sister into sex with him and his friend. Do not read if you are not interested in this theme.
Training a hot little boy to be a hot little girl for daddy…
Megan walks off the elevator and into her work place. As she walks through to her office, many of her male co-workers come up with any excuse to have to bend down or over so they can get a look up her, barely long enough to pass for work, skirt to see her pantyless pussy and ass. Pretending she had no idea, Megan continues to her office and shuts the door.
Walking over to her desk, she sits down and begins to do some of the work that was already waiting for her, ignoring her still horny pussy. After a few hours, Megan can’t ignore it anymore and reaches into a drawer in her desk. Looking up to make sure no one was going to be walking in anytime soon, she pulls out a butt plug and a strap on vibe. Quickly she puts the strap on vibe on, making sure it will fit nicely against her clit. Next, she licks her fingers, getting them soaked with her saliva and reaches back to rub it on her ass. Making sure that she rubs it in as well. Feeling like her ass is ready; Megan slides down onto the six inch long butt plug, moaning as she feels it slide deep into her, as her boss walks into her office.
Hearing the door close, Megan’s moan stops halfway through and quickly she slides the rest of the way down onto the plug, feeling it stretch her ass as every last inch sinks into her. By the look on her boss’ face, Megan can tell that he had heard her moan and was curious as to what she was doing. Trying to play it off as nothing she asks what he needs.
Smiling to himself, and finding Megan quiet attractive, her boss, Luke says, “I need you to get these papers done for an important meeting tomorrow.” He turns around and locks the door and then looks back at her, “and I need you to show me what made you moan so lovingly.”
Blushing, Megan looks at him is disbelief, “you want to see what’s under my skirt.”
“Yes. Now show me or you’re fired.” Not being able to afford losing her job, Megan stands up as Luke pulls the last blind close, and walks around from behind her desk. Biting her lip nervously, she slowly hikes her short skirt up, showing her boss the strap on vibe. “Turn around I know that isn’t all you have on.” Following his instructions, Megan turns around and bends over showing him the butt plug as well.
Watching her turn around and show him her ass, Luke walks up behind her and grabs the plug pulling it out. His sudden, unexpected action causes Megan to jump as first and then moan as he pulls the plug out and then pushes it back into her. Gently and slowly at first, getting faster and harder with each thrust in.
As he continues to fuck her ass with the butt plug, Luke reaches up with his other hand and undoes the straps for the strap on letting it fall to the floor with a small thud as he rubs Megan’s clit with his thumb and fingers her pussy with his pointer and middle fingers. Feeling his fingers on her clit and in her, Megan moans in ecstasy pushing back against Luke’s hand.
Knowing he was in control and that the slut before him would do anything he told her to, Luke pulls his hand away and the plug out of her ass. Feeling him withdraw the plug and his fingers, Megan stands up and turns around to look at him confused. “Alright, slut. I want your slutty ass to strip and bend over the desk when you are finished,” he barks at her.
Her pussy getting wet at being order around, Megan quickly strips out of her skirt and blouse. As she slides her skirt down her legs, she reveals her shaved pussy and tight, cute, little ass. Next, she unbuttons the shirt and shows him that she was indeed a real slut, because along with no panties, she wasn’t wearing a bra either. As she undoes the last button and slides the shirt off down her arm, her perky breasts stare at Luke, her nipples getting instantly hard from the cool air blowing in her office. Once fully naked, Megan walks over to her desk and bends over it, wondering what on earth he had in store for her, but knew that whatever it was she more than likely was going to love it.
Luke watches in awe as his slutty coworker strips before him and bends over her desk, nicely exposing her pussy and ass to him. Knowing his cock couldn’t take any more punishment, he unzips his pants, letting his 9 inch cock spring out and to life. Pulling his trousers down to his knees he walks up behind Megan and grabs a hold of her ass. As he grabs her ass, Megan jumps a little at the sudden movement and gets ready to prepare herself for his penetration, as he thrusts his hips forward, burying himself to in her pussy to the hilt, causing Megan to cry out in shock. Shock from his sudden penetration. Shock from how huge he felt inside her. And shock from how wonderful it felt to finally have a real man’s cock in her.
Pausing as she cries out, Luke waits a few seconds to make sure he hadn’t hurt her. Feeling her push back against him trying to get his cock deeper into her, confirms his thoughts that he hadn’t. Gripping her hips he starts to move in and out of her. Slowly at first pulling his cock out till only the head was in her and then inch by agonizing inch pushing his cock completely back into her. He slowly starts to pick the pace up until he is brutally fucking her. His thrusts not being completely all the ways out and end but a combination of short spurts in and out of her and long, deep strokes.
As he starts to pound her pussy with no mercy, Megan grabs the edge of her desk and holds on, moaning and pushing back against him every time he pulls out of her, her pussy clenching his cock hard, not wanting to be empty of his cock for very long. Feeling her pussy clench his cock as he pulls out of her every time, Luke knows he isn’t going to last very much longer and makes all of his thrusts short and jagged as he feels his orgasm building up. Wanting Megan to cum with him, he reaches around her and starts to rub her clit, determined to hold back his orgasm till he could feel hers building up in her.
Gasping as he starts to play with her clit, Megan pushes harder back against him and stands up leaning back against him. As she stands up and leans against him, he moves his hand holding her hip and wraps it around her midsection rolling her nipple between his fingers as he continues to pound her pussy and play with her clit.
The added sensation of Luke playing with her clit and rolling first one nipple and then the other between his fingers, is all Megan can take. Leaning her head back against his chest, she cries out as her orgasm rips through her body. As he feels her shake in his arms and cry out with her release, Luke joins her, his own cries blending with hers as he empties his seed deep within her womb.
Breathing hard as they both come down off their orgasm, Luke pulls his now limp cock out of her pussy and pulls his trousers up, zipping them up. Grabbing her clothes off the floor, Megan starts to get dressed. Luke watching her dress walks over to her and grabs her arm stopping her.
As Luke grabs her arm, Megan stops picking up her clothes and looks at him in time for him to reach up, cup the back of her head in the palm of his hand, lean down and kiss her. Shocked at first, Megan stands there not moving as Luke kisses her. After a few seconds, the shock wears off and she starts to kiss him back. She had liked him for some time now, but just had never told him. Worried that he would reject her.
Ending their kiss, Luke looks down at her and smiles, “we have to stop for now but I would love to continue this tonight if you are up for it.”
Hearing his words, Megan smiles, “I would love to.” Giving him her address, she tells him to come around seven and he tells her he will see her than, as he gives her another peck on the lips and walks out of her office.
The rest of the work day passes in a flash, and Megan all but runs out of her office to head home and get ready for her night with Luke. Getting home, she opens the door and is greeted by her mom’s male chocolate lab. She had forgotten that this weekend was the weekend her mom was going to be gone, and that she had agreed to watch the dog for her.
Petting the dog and brushing him aside, Megan hurries to the bathroom and starts up a bath putting her favorite scent in with the water. Shutting the door, she undresses and gets into the water letting the scent of violet and sweet pea soak into her skin. Relaxing, she closes her eyes and starts to dream about what Luke was going to do to her when he got there later that night.
As she dreams, Megan feels herself getting horny and decides to masterbate for a little bit before he comes over; thinking the smell of sex in her room for her playing would drive him crazy. Getting out of the tub, she wraps a towel around herself and makes her way down the hall to her room. Kicking the door shut with her foot, not realizing it doesn’t latch, she walks over to the bedside table and pulls out her a 7 and a half inch vibe for her pussy and a vibrating butt plug for her ass. She had decided on the smaller vibe for her pussy because she didn’t want to be too loose when Luke fucked her later.
Lying on the bed she turns the vibe on low and sucks on it. Groaning softly, she sucks on like she imagined she would suck Luke’s cock later. Once satisfied that it is wet enough, Megan puts it down on her tits and runs the vibe over her nipples, moaning at the sensations it sends through her body, making her pussy soaked.
Hearing her moans of pleasure and smelling her arousal, her mother’s dog, Duke, pushes his way into the room to see what all the noise was about and to find out what that delicious smell was that he was smelling. Not noticing the dog, Megan closes her eyes and slowly slides the vibe down her body, from her tits to her throbbing clit. As she gets ready to put the vibe against her clit, she gasps as she feels something wet run from her ass up to her clit and back down. Feeling the wet tongue, Megan opens her eyes expecting to see Luke, thinking he had come early, but is shocked to instead see Duke. Realizing that she had the chance of her fantasy of being taken by a dog, like the girl on her favorite porno, Megan opens her legs wider to allow Duke better access to her pussy.
As her legs open, Duke moves closer to her, and buries his tongue into her pussy, wanting to lap up all of her sweet nectar. Gasping in pleasure as she feels his tongue go into her, Megan reaches down and grabs ahold of his head bringing him even closer to her. As he continues to lick inside her, his nose rubs against her clit, quickly bringing her to an earth shattering, body shaking orgasm.
Knowing she could not wait any longer for him to fuck her, Megan pushes Duke’s head away. Getting down on her knees beside him, she reaches under him and starts to stroke his sheath knowing his cock would soon become hard. After stroking for a few minutes, Megan is struck in awe as Duke’s 8 inch doggy cock stood fully erect pointing at the ground.
Crawling in front of him, Megan gets on her hand and knees and shakes her ass back and forth a little letting Duke know his bitch was ready. After a few minutes of nothing, Megan thinks he isn’t going to do anything and starts to get up. As she starts to get up, she feels the weight of Duke hit her back and knock her to the ground.
As he knocks her to the ground, Duke wraps his front paws around Megan’s waist and starts humping at the air, trying to get his cock into her pussy. After a few misses, he finally finds his mark and sinks his cock deep into her in one thrust. The sudden deep thrust in her and his face pace of fucking her, knocks the breath out of Megan, as he pounds his cock in and out of her with the speed no human could ever possess.
As he continues to fuck her with no mercy, Megan feels his knot starting to form at the base of his cock as every thrust into her makes it hit against her pussy. He thrusts harder and harder into her until finally his knot pops into her pussy. Megan cries out in pleasure as Duke’s knot is finally in her pussy and as it starts to swell. Duke continues to fuck her, long and deep thrusts, until his knot is the size of an orange and then his thrusts become short and jagged, causing his knot to move back and forth against her g-spot. The knot continuing to rub causes her to orgasm harder than ever before. As she comes down from her orgasm, Duke stops moving and spews his hot doggy cum deep inside her, making her orgasm again. As he stops cumming, he crawls off her and turns around so they are standing ass to ass while his knot comes down.
Breathing heavily, Megan relaxes as Duke turns ass to ass with her and as they wait for his knot to swell down. Looking up she tenses as she sees Luke in the door way. He had in fact come early to surprise her but had gotten a surprise himself instead.
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A pompous and racist lady gets punished
A young girl finally gets to meet her idol after a gig
Based on a true story. The writer of the story is female who this happened to but decided to go from the males perspective. Names have been changed.
We spent the rest of the afternoon in mom’s bedroom, fucking and sucking in various positions, including with mom on top, riding me, which was great, as I could watch her ample full boobs jiggle and bounce as she rode me. Fuck that was good! I must have cum at least another four times over the course of the afternoon.
One of my favourite times was when mom knelt on the floor on her elbows and knees, and let me pull her buttocks wide open so I could lick and finger fuck her asshole. I opened it up wide and also let a few gobs of my spit enter her butt-hole, to help ease my finger in. I think she enjoyed it from the way she moaned and groaned with pleasure. To be truthful, I was becoming increasing aroused by the sight of mom’s asshole and wanted to stick my prick in there. But although mom had mentioned this in her “dirty talk”, she’d never actually said I could, and I did not want to push things too far, too soon. But from the way she had reacted to my fingering it, I had hopes she would let me fuck her ass sometime soon.
During our sessions during Sunday afternoon, mom never collected my cum. She either swallowed it if she sucked me, or let me cum inside her, and then let me watch it drip out of her pussy, which added to my excitement.
In the evening whilst we were eating, mom reminded me that we had to see Dr Taylor again the next day.
“And remember,” she said, “We mustn’t tell the Doctor just how far I have gone in helping you to cum.”
I nodded in agreement. I knew it wasn’t something we could talk about in front of other people.
After our meal we both sat in the living room to watch some TV before going to bed.
I was wearing my ‘house-gown’ with my boxer shorts on underneath, whilst mom had ‘dressed’ since our earlier fuck-fest in her bedroom, but sill quite sexily — wearing the tight fitting soft-jersey type material grey shorts with a low cut bright red blouse without a bra, which showed ample cleavage, and her nipples protruding through the thin fabric. She looked pretty hot sitting there!
Since mom had been helping me cum all weekend, the ache in my balls had been much less. But with the working week starting for her tomorrow, being a Monday, I wondered how I would manage.
“Mom, I’m going to feel a little strange during the daytime this week, as you won’t be able to help me cum like you have this weekend,” I said.
“I know dear,” mom replied. “I’ve been thinking about that too. I have to go to work and you have to go to college. We’ll speak to Dr Taylor tomorrow and see what she says. How are your aches now?”
“Well, I’ve been feeling pretty good this weekend as I’ve been regularly cumming.”
“We’ll have one session tomorrow morning before I go to work and I’ll have to collect a sample like we were doing before. Today has just been an exception.” She smiled at me as she finished the sentence.
We idled the time away watching a movie and soon I was feeling sleepy. Mom looked over at me and said, “Time for bed I think young man. Do you need to cum again before sleeping?”
I felt I could, and my sleepiness started to disappear at the thought.
I nodded.
“As I haven’t collected your cum all day, I think one last time without won’t matter too,” said mom as she stood up. “What would you like to do?”
Seeing mom standing a few feet away from me with her tight figure hugging shorts which were pressing sexily into her crotch, I felt like touching her there and feeling up her ass.
“I’d like to play with that wonderful ass and pussy of yours again mom,” I said. “I just can’t get enough!”
Mom walked sexily over to me, swinging her hips, and stood in front of me as I still sat seated on the sofa chair.
“Go on then,” she said, smiling, “Do what you like.”
I placed the four fingers of my right hand on the area of her crotch and just ran them along her pussy mound several times, up and down. I could feel her pussy hairs and slit through the soft thin material of her shorts as I did so. Mom reacted with a slight moan of pleasure and pressed her pussy mound back against my fingers.
Then, satisfied for a moment with that, I said, “Turn around please mom.”
“That’s too polite,” replied mom teasingly. “You’ll have to ask me in a different way, if you want me to do that. Talk dirty.”
I looked up at mom and decided to oblige.
“Turn around and show me that juicy thick fuck of an ass, mom.”
“Mmmm….yes,” replied mom, “That’s better.” And with that mom turned 360 degrees on the spot and presented me with her curvy large butt, which was just about level with my face as I sat, if not a touch higher.
I rubbed my hands over each buttock, through the soft material of the shorts, groping and cupping the flesh there greedily. Then, I pulled the material that was covering each ass cheek inwards so that it caught in mom’s ass crack, making her butt look even sexier as it tightly hugged her ass with each buttock partly showing. I bent forward and kissed each cheek in turn and then ran my tongue over the skin, savouring the taste and sensation. Fuck! This was good, and my cock getting was hard!
Then, I grabbed mom’s shorts at the waist and just yanked them down, giving her a bit of a surprise.
“Fuck, yea mom,” I said, “Your juicy ass is so fucking hot, I could play with it all day and all night.”
Mom didn’t say anything, but just stepped out of her shorts, so now all she had on was her bright red blouse which went to just above her hips, leaving her glorious backside and legs fully exposed and naked.
Then she wriggled her ass as she stood on the spot, knowing how much it excited me to see the flesh on her butt cheeks wobble and jiggle.
By now my dick was fully hard and wanting some attention.
I stood up behind mom and rubbed my cock along her ass crack, again slightly surprising her and making her exclaim, “Ooh, that’s nice.”
I slapped my hard on against mom’s butt cheeks for a bit longer, and then said, “I’d like to follow you upstairs with you like this, so I can watch your cheeks move, and then maybe you can suck me off and swallow my cum.”
“Ok,” replied mom, still with her back to me, and rubbing her butt sexily back against my hard on.
Then she started walking slowly away from me toward the door, her hips swinging, so that her ass looked even hotter as she walked.
Mesmerised, I followed her. When mom, got to the stairs she started walking slowly up them, again swinging her hips as she did so. Man what a sight! I was half drooling as I watched her climb with her butt almost in my face as I followed closely behind. I could not help slapping her ass once or twice with my hand. “Fuck yea mom,” I said, “Fucking hot ass.”
Mom reached the top of the stairs and walked down the corridor and into my bedroom, and sat on the bed. My hard on had been swinging wildly as I’d followed her, and now I just presented it to her face as she sat down. Greedily she took it into her mouth and started sucking me.
“Oh fuck yea mom,” I said, responding to the way she was blowing me.
She grabbed the base of my dick with both hands and really went for it, taking all my shaft into her mouth almost to the hilt.
Then she started playing with my balls, with one hand. I let my right hand wander down of mom’s left boob for a moment and then I just grabbed her head as she carried on sucking me hard. Then she let my dick out of her mouth for a moment and ran her cheeks along the side of my shaft as if savouring it’s length along her face.
“Talk dirty to me while I bring you off,” she said. “You know how much I like it.”
And without further ado she took my dick head into her mouth again and started sucking on me.
Happy to oblige, I said “Yea suck that dick bitch. Suck it hard and let me see you swallow my cum. I know how much you like it now. You’re a cum swallowing slut aren’t you? You just love taking my cream inside your mouth and swallowing it, don’t you?”
I grabbed her head and started pushing my dick into her mouth in time with her sucking, so that I felt like I was face fucking her.
I could feel her breathing hard through her nose as she sucked on me and she seemed in total ecstasy. Finally, I felt the cum rise in my balls and grabbing moms head hard, I thrust hard and deep and spurted in her mouth with a loud groan.
“Ohhhhhhh…Ahhhhhhhhh…” I said out loud.
Mom had clamped onto my dick with her mouth firmly as I came, making sure that this time she would not spill a drop. And indeed she didn’t, as she seemed to be swallowing the lot!
After she’d milked me dry with her mouth and cleaned all the cum off my dick, she smiled up at me and said, “Mmmm…. that was lovely, I love the taste of your cum,” and she licked her lips, letting her tongue linger outside her lips momentarily to show me how much she enjoyed it, like she had been eating some delicacy. Fuck, she knew how to tease me!
“Now have a good sleep and I’ll collect another sample first thing in the morning before I go to work, but I’ll have to use the semen beaker again from tomorrow.”
I nodded, and smiled back at mom.
She stood up, her tits wobbling in her red blouse, kissed me on the cheek and said, “Goodnight, hon. Sleep tight.” And with that she strolled out of my bedroom. Again, I watched her naked ass swing sexily as she walked away. Fuck!
I curled up in bed, and in no time at all fell sound asleep.
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I looked at my watch. It was 3.30pm. I was about to leave my college campus and head for Dr Taylor’s Clinic, which was a short bus ride down town.
Mom had told me in that morning she would leave work a little early, and meet me there. That was after she had wanked me off into the semen beaker of course, before she left for work. It was a little disappointing not to have her suck me off properly and let me cum in her mouth, but we had to use the semen beaker again to get some measurements, as we’d given doing that a miss, completely, on Sunday.
As I sat on the bus going towards the clinic, I wondered what Dr Taylor would say, and if my blood test results would show up anything. I still had a slight ache in my balls everyday, but as I mentioned before, this would normally clear up after I’d cum several times.
I thought back to our first visit to see Dr Taylor. I suddenly remembered the way she had looked at my dick and licked her lips. Then I remembered mom doing the same thing several times before she had actually started to suck me off. An image of my dick in Dr Taylor’s mouth flashed through my mind quickly and I smiled. ‘Don’t be stupid,’ I said to myself! Doctors don’t do that with their patients!
Soon, I reached my stop and got off the bus. A few minutes later I was climbing the steps up to the Clinic front door. I saw a mid-thirties looking attractive blonde receptionist at the desk and introduced myself.
“Afternoon, ” I said. “I’m Jacob Addington. I have an appointment with Dr Taylor for 4.30pm.” The receptionist looked down at her diary, and as she did so I could not help but look down at her quite ample cleavage which was showing. She was wearing a white nurse type uniform which had quite a low cut top, and her boobs were pushed quite firmly up to create quite a sexy cleavage. She looked damn hot!
“Oh yes,” she smiled back at me. “Please take a seat. Your mother is already here.”
As I walked into the waiting area of the clinic, I saw mom had got there before me and was sitting in a chair reading a magazine. She looked up and smiled at me. There were no other people waiting, probably because we had the last appointment of the day, although I think the clinic had two or three other doctors too. I gave mom a kiss on the cheek and sat down next to her.
The receptionist was a about 10 feet away from where we sat at one end of the waiting area, near the front door. She smiled reassuringly over at us. I couldn’t remember seeing her the last time I was here. The image of her ample cleavage still lingered with me.
Then mom said in a low tone so no one else could hear, “Remember Jacob, you mustn’t say anything about how far we have gone in our cum collecting sessions. Let me do most of the talking.”
“Ok, mom” I replied, as quietly back to her.
After a couple of minutes the phone rang by the receptionist, and after answering it she said out loud, “You may go in now.”
Mom and I got up and went over to the consultation room door. Mom knocked, and I followed her in.
“Ah, Mrs Addington and Jacob, do come in said Dr Taylor smiling broadly, from behind her desk, standing up in a white doctor’s coat, welcoming us.
She shook both our hands and beckoned us to sit down on the chairs in front of her desk.
Dr Taylor was a mature lady, of around 50 years, stocky in build, chubby and buxom with it, and with greying hair. She wore glasses, but as I looked at her I noted again, like the first time we had met her, that she had quite a pretty face and wonderful deep blue eyes, which had almost a playful sparkle in them.
As we sat down, Dr Taylor first looked at my mom and then me, and still smiling and looking quite jovial said “Well how are you both, and how have you been getting on since I last saw you?”
Mom took the lead and said quite enthusiastically, but a little hesitatingly as if slightly embarrassed, “We’ve been doing fine Dr Taylor. I….er…have been helping Jacob in getting some measurements for you, as you suggested. I have them here.” Mom pulled out the records sheet, which she had shown me on Sunday morning, and handed it to the doctor.
“That’s excellent,” said Dr Taylor smiling. She took the paper from mom’s hand and put it on the desk in front of her without reading it. “I’ll look at this in a moment. I’m so glad you felt able to help Jacob, as it can be difficult to collect samples,” she added, as if to provide some reassurance.
Then Dr Taylor looked hard at me and said, “Tell me Jacob, how are your aches down below?”
I cleared my throat and said a little timidly, “I do still have them, but it does help a lot when I er….er …you know masturbate. I mean when I…er…you know, spurt my semen.”
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor still smiling at me. “I’m glad that you do get relief at least.”
“Now,” she continued, “I do have your blood test results here,” she said pointing to a blue folder, which was on the desk in front of her. “But first let me see your semen measuring record.”
Dr Taylor picked up the sheet of paper mom had given her and read it carefully.
“Yes, I see you have been producing quite a lot, but from the totals you’ve worked out at the bottom, I can see it is generally within a similar range every day.”
She paused for a moment looking at the numbers. “Yes, that’s all fine,” she added. “Thank you for keeping this record. I hope it has not been too difficult,” she added, looking first at mom then me.
For the first time I think I saw mom blush at that remark, and she replied quickly, “Er… no doctor…it….its been quite an experience as it’s something a mother is not often asked to do, if you know what I mean.”
“Yes, yes Mrs Addington. May, I call you Margaret.”
“Well, my friends call me Marge. That will do.”
“Marge it is then,” replied Dr Taylor. “Yes I do understand, and I’m sure Jacob has been grateful too.”
Mom looked slightly uneasy but just smiled back at the doctor.
Dr Taylor looked at me and said. “Aren’t you Jacob? You must be thankful your mom has been able to help you.”
“Yes, sure I am,” I said, in a tone more relaxed than I thought I would say it.
Mom then said, “Are you able to tell us what the problem is Doctor?”
“Yes, I can,” replied Dr Taylor. “I am pleased to say the blood tests have given us an answer to what is going on. So in that sense it is good news. However, the treatment I am going to suggest maybe a little more…,” she paused for a moment, “A little more unusual and perhaps difficult.”
I felt a tinge of concern and looked at mom, who I could see was also looking worried.
Dr Taylor saw our anxious expressions and said, “Oh, please, I did not mean to worry you like that. Once I’ve explained, you may not think it is too much of an issue to overcome.”
“Please tell me what’s wrong with Jacob?” asked mom.
Dr Taylor straightened up in her chair a little as if she was about to say something important.
“Mrs Addington….I mean Marge,” she said looking at mom, “The blood test show Jacob has a condition which although I would not describe as rare, is a little uncommon. I will not bore you with the name of the condition, and we did send the samples to another laboratory for confirmation. Luckily the condition is detectable through the blood tests. I will try to explain it as simply as I can.”
Dr Taylor looked at me then mom as she spoke. “As you may know, men and women both have bacteria present in their genital areas, which are kept at an optimum level though various means, including the body’s own immune system. In certain cases in men, the balance of this bacteria overwhelms their balancing mechanisms and can lead to aches in the scrotum area, which in effect has happened to you Jacob,” she said, looking directly at me and smiling reassuringly.
“But, the good news is that it is curable. Our medical history records show that virtually all young men who have had this condition have been completely cured. However, the recommended method is,….well,…..slightly unusual.”
“Well, it’s a relief to know you know what it is, and that Jacob can be cured.,” said mom. “But in what way is the cure unusual?” she added, almost taking the words out of my mouth.
Dr Taylor paused for moment.
Then looking at mom directly she said, “Because of the slightly unusual nature of the treatment, you may prefer that I speak to you directly and in private first, Marge, before telling Jacob.”
Mom listened and thought for a moment before replying.
“Er….well, no doctor. It’s all right. I know Jacob is mature enough to listen to what you will say, and I would like him to be present. He’s my son, and I know he will be ok with whatever you might say,” she replied, firmly.
I felt kind of pleased that mom had spoken up for me like that. But I guessed it was partly because of the sexual intimacy we had already shared.
“Alright,” said Dr Taylor, looking at mom and then me quite seriously.
“Occasionally, men much older than Jacob in their fifties and sixties can get this condition, but for them we normally prescribe tablets, which they then have to be take once a week for the rest of their lives. However, the best treatment for this condition, in a young man of Jacob’s age, is to naturally lower the imbalance of bacteria in the male genitals. The way to do this normally, is for a man is to have sexual intercourse frequently with a woman, as the different bacteria that are present in a woman genitalia, naturally help to restore the imbalance in the male, as they get passed on during intercourse.
Mom and I both listened in silence without saying anything. You could have heard a pin drop. And I felt a twitch in my dick as the doctor spoke the last sentence.
“Now for this to work,” continued Dr Taylor, “The intercourse must be without a condom, as obviously we require the male and female genital fluids to mix.”
Dr Taylor paused for a moment.
Then looking hard at me, she said, “Do you have a girlfriend at the moment Jacob?”
“Er…no,” I replied, rather embarrassingly.
“Well, here is where the slightly unusual recommendation for treatment I have for you comes in, in that case.”
Dr Taylor paused again.
“To be blunt Jacob, you need to have sex with a woman daily for the next 2-3 months, and then regularly thereafter, to restore your body’s balance and get rid of your aches. But if you do not have a girlfriend, then that is a problem.”
I sneaked a look at mom, who obviously was not going to say we had been doing it, and neither was I.
Then, I was shocked at the Doctor’s next lengthy statement.
She looked at mom and said, “Marge, I want you to know I am also a sex therapist and counsellor as well as a medical doctor. I see many different types of people who visit me in that capacity, and who tell me all kinds of sexual fantasies and fetishes. So nothing surprises me anymore. And of course the relationships between a sex counsellor and the client is completely confidential.”
“Er..yes…I understand that,” replied mom, slightly confused.
“So what I am try to say, is that one possible solution to the fact that Jacob has no girlfriend currently is ..,” Dr Taylor paused, “For you to perhaps go a little further in helping him with his treatment, if you know what I mean.”
I saw a streak of red run across mom’s neck and cheeks as she realised what the doctor had just suggested to her.
I think I must have blushed too.
Mom stayed silent. My dick twitched again.
Then trying to be more reassuring, Dr Taylor said, “As I mentioned, the relationship between a doctor and the patient is strictly confidential. I can only suggest what is best for the patient and it would go no further than between us, if it helps Jacob get over his little problem, or until he meets a fine young girl in the future hopefully.” Dr Taylor smiled as she finished the sentence.
Mom regained her composure a little and said, “Er…yes…I see what you mean doctor. I shall have to think about it.” She obviously didn’t feel comfortable enough to tell the doctor we had already fucked!
“However, I have an alternative option,” continued Dr Taylor. “Over the years during the course of my sexual counselling, I have seen a number of women, similar to your age Marge, who also have certain sexual issues and problems because their husbands’ can no longer perform sexually. I have handful of such women on my books now. All they require is to have sexual intercourse once or twice a week to help them overcome their problems. Dr Taylor paused.
Then continuing, she said, “I Also have a number of men a little older than Jacob — in their early twenties, who also come to see me with their sexual problems, for example, shyness in approaching women, or lack of experience in the sex act, and require just some initial guidance and prompt in the right direction. Now, being a ‘hands on’ type of sex counsellor, what I do, with the permission of all involved, is, I link up these young men to these older women, who have their husbands’ permission of course. And so the young men can resolve their sexual issues and gain some confidence, whist at the same time satisfying these mature ladies. It is a ‘win, win’ situation. The key is also that before I link up the young men to the mature, experienced women, I make sure both parties are completely free of any infection or STDs, so that they are able to enjoy themselves to the fullest extent, without worry. And I do follow up checks too. So what I am saying, Marge, is if you feel unable to help, I could link Jacob up to one or two of these ladies I know.”
As the doctor had been speaking, and what she had been saying sunk in, my dick had become semi hard. I couldn’t quite believe my ears. Dr Taylor could put me in touch with some older ladies of mom’s age for me to fuck to help cure my problem! Fuck!
I thought mom would blow up either in embarrassment or rage at the idea, but strangely enough when I looked over at her to see her reaction, see seemed quite calm. If anything, calmer than when the doctor had started talking.
“I see,” mom replied. “Well, Dr Taylor, I am so pleased to have chosen you as our doctor, as I can see your approach to treatment is very ‘hands on’ as you put it, and you have the best interests of the patient at heart, even if the treatments are slightly unusual. I’m also glad that you are so frank with us in your explaining the situation, and offering an alternative solution. I shall have to think this all over, as it is quite a lot to take in. But at least we know what’s wrong with poor Jacob,” mom paused, looking at me, “And how best we might be able to help him.” Mom smiled back at the doctor now, clearly much less tense and more relaxed in her chair.
Mom’s reaction surprised me and my dick was still snaking around in my pants at the thought of all these suggestions. I was trying to hide it by holding my hands over my crotch!
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor beaming back at mom. “I’m so glad we have an understanding.”
Then looking at me, Dr Taylor said, ” I hope you will feel comfortable with the suggested treatment Jacob and not feel shy. I’m sure you will appreciate it.” I thought I detected a glint in her eyes as she spoke to me.
I decide to play all innocent and I piped up, “Er…yes…. sure Dr Taylor, anything that helps me get over my problem.” Then, feeling a little braver and to add a touch of spice to the conversation, so that Dr Taylor might perhaps think I was more of a man than she knew, I added, “It has been quite nice and relieving at times when mom has been helping me, so I’m sure help in other ways from mom and from other ladies might be good too.”
I definitely saw a sparkle in the doctor’s eyes this time as I spoke, and my dick twitched again.
“Very good,” replied Dr Taylor. “Now, Marge, you have a think about what I’ve said and let me know how you might want to proceed. And remember this is all completely confidential between us only.”
“Thank you, Dr Taylor,” replied mom.
“Now, before you go today, I do need just one final test to perform which is to take a fresh sample of semen from Jacob. Once the treatment I’ve just suggested to you has been started I will also have to take fresh semen samples twice a week as we monitor progress through regular semen tests and blood tests. You no longer have to take daily cum measurements from Jacob now. Is that ok?”
I felt relieved we didn’t have to use the semen beaker at home again, but I think I must have not been listening properly to the first part of what the doctor had said as mom asked, “You mean you would like a sample now from Jacob?” and looking a little perturbed again.
“Yes. That shouldn’t be a problem should it? Do you feel you can provide me with one Jacob?”
“Er.. yes,” I said..” I guess so.” The truth was, aside from being semi hard already, hearing what the doctor had suggested, my balls were aching a bit, and cumming was just what I needed, as I’d only cum once that morning with mom helping me.
“Good,” replied Dr Taylor. “Excuse me one moment.”
Dr Taylor picked up the phone and said, “Cynthia, as Mrs Addiington and Jacob are the last patients for the day, and it’s almost 5pm, you can go home now. I won’t be needing your assistance further today.”
I realised Cynthia must have been the name of the hot looking receptionist. Dr Taylor listened to a reply and then said,. “That’s right, we’ll be fine. Have a nice evening – bye,” and put the phone down.
“Right, would you like to follow me to my inner consulting room?” Dr Taylor got up and beckoned us to follow.
I had not noticed another door in the doctor’s room on the first visit, but the doctor led us to the far side of the room where there was indeed another door. She opened it and we all went in. The doctor then closed the door and bolted it from the inside. “I like to make sure we have absolute privacy,” she said. “Welcome to my inner consulting room. This is where I see clients who have sexual issues or problems of various sorts, and I try to counsel them and help them resolve these issues.”
As I looked around the room I noticed it had a much more cosy and informal feel to it compared to the doctors main consulting room. This was more homely and even intimate. There were matching lampshades, a luxurious beige carpet with a large roomy leather sofa and a separate sofa chair. At one end of the room a very comfortable looking milky chocolate coloured leather bound couch/examination table was placed in the centre space so you could walk around it, where I guessed people could lie down. There was also a door to another room attached to this one!
As I entered the room, for some reason my hard on had gone down completely. Perhaps it was the thought of what I might have to do in front of the doctor, rather than in private with mom, which is what I was used to.
“Now, Marge, I’ve brought you in here too because I thought it would be better if you might like to help your son produce his semen sample, like you have been doing at home. I would like to watch and assist if you wouldn’t mind so I can make sure everything is in order from a physiological point of view. Is that ok with you both?”
“I guess so,” said mom, but I could see she was a little embarrassed.
I just nodded.
“Now Jacob, see that door — that goes to a bathroom. I’d like you to be nice and clean, so would you like to take off your pants and underwear in there, leave your t-shirt on, and give yourself a good wash of your privates, wrap yourself in a towel, and then come back out here.
I nodded again and walked over to the bathroom door.
Dr Taylor asked mom to sit down and offered her a soft drink. “Jacob before you go, would you like a drink too?”
“Just water is fine,” I said.
I went into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. Fuck! I couldn’t believe this was happening!
The bathroom was very nicely fitted with a bath and separate shower cubicle, and luxury tiles on the walls and floor. Next to the wash basin were a number of cream coloured towels of different sizes.
I took off my trousers and boxer shorts and gave my dick and balls a good wash using a small towel and soap. Then I rinsed myself off by wetting another small towel, and finally dried myself using a larger one. The large one was big enough to go around my waist, so I wrapped the towel around my hips and walked back into the room where Dr Taylor and mom were waiting.
“Excellent,” said Dr Taylor as she saw me come in. I took a sip of my water which she handed me in a glass. “Please lie down on the couch over there, and we’ll join you. Keep your towel over you for now.”
I did as instructed. My dick was completely soft now – my earlier arousal had completely gone!
I lay down on the couch, which was in the centre area of the end of the room so that people could walk around it, with my t-short still on, and the towel covering me from below. The couch was very comfortable and had a high back so as I lay there I could almost sit up. Mom and Dr Taylor came over.
Dr Taylor was holding a semen-measuring beaker like the one she had given us to take home.
“Just relax now Jacob. I’ll just ask your mom to take a sample like she does at home.”
Dr Taylor then lowered the head end of the couch a little so as I was lying, my back was about at 30 degrees, and I could relax my back and head.
“Right Marge, just do whatever you normally do to get the sample from Jacob at home. I assume you masturbate his penis into the beaker?”
“Er.. yes, that’s right,” said mom, not giving much away.
Mom stood on one side of me and Dr Taylor stood on the other as I lay on the couch.
Mom pulled the towel way from my crotch and legs to reveal my dick. I was now naked from the waist down. I could sense Dr Taylor looking at me dick intently.
Mom started to stroke my dick to try to get some life into it.
I was still limp. And I thought I should say something about that.
“Sorry, I think maybe because I’m in a strange place, I’m not worked up enough just yet,” I said truthfully.
“Marge, do you provide any stimulation for your son? For example, do you let him touch you?”
Mom hesitated for a moment. I could sense she was unsure just how much to let on. Then she said. “Well sometimes I do. I let him touch my bottom and sometimes my breasts too, as that can help him to cum quicker.”
“Well don’t let me stop you then. Just do what you normally do,” said Dr Taylor encouragingly.
Mom turned her ass towards me a little and I started to caress it through her skirt. My dick responded a little, but I was still not really getting properly hard.
“I think perhaps you need some more stimulation,” said Dr Taylor, after watching this for a few minutes, and seeing I was still not getting properly hard. “Tell me Marge, do you let Jacob see you partly undressed?”
I knew mom was fighting her feelings not to tell the doctor too much, but to my surprise at her openness she finally said “Well as you been so frank and open with us doctor, I will also be honest with you and say yes. Occasionally, I have let Jacob see my breasts and my bottom. But I would always wear some panties to cover my crotch area,” she added, lying. She obviously didn’t feel comfortable to reveal any more just yet!
“Well, may I suggest you remove your top and skirt in that case so Jacob can be properly stimulated? I think he does need more help, poor thing,” said Dr Taylor sympathetically.
Mom stopped wanking me and started to unbutton her white blouse. She then took it off, revealing a white full cup bra underneath. Then, she unzipped her skirt from the side and let it fall to the floor. She was wearing quite conservative white panties underneath which didn’t reveal much of the flesh of her ass. She picked up her skirt and placed it on the sofa with her blouse.
She was now wearing just her white panties and bra with black medium height heels. She came back over to me, and not looking at Dr Taylor, perhaps to avoid eye contact because of how she was now dressed in front of me, pulled her panties into her ass crack partly, so as to make her ass look more sexy, and then began stroking my dick again.
“That’s quite a nice touch, to make you look more stimulating,” said Dr Taylor pointing to what mom had done with her panties in pushing the fabric into her ass crack.
“Well, he does like bottoms a lot, so he tells me,” replied mom, to my surprise, revealing one of my likes.
“Well that’s quite natural,” said Dr Taylor smiling at me.
I started stroking mom’s ass again, which was now looking much more alluring, but Dr Taylor looking on at me from one side was not helping my erection still.
I think the doctor noticed my discomfort.
“I think we need to do something else here if we are to get you going young man,” she said. “I did say I was the type of sexual counsellor who believes in a hands on approach, so what I can do if you like is to stand nearer you Jacob, and you may also touch my bottom lightly through the material of my skirt, as you like bottoms so much. Are you ok with that Marge?”
“Er…yes sure,” replied mom.
Dr Taylor removed her white coat to reveal surprisingly low cut beige blouse and dark brown knee length skirt underneath. She came and stood next to me about level with my chest so my right hand could reach her ass. She was much rounder in shape than mom, and more of a bubble butt, I noticed, despite her chubbiness.
“Now don’t be shy young man, you can squeeze and feel my bottom as you like whilst your mom does her bit.”
I couldn’t quite believe this was happening. With my left hand I was feeling up mom’s ass cheeks as she stood in her underwear to my left and with my other hand I was stoking Dr Taylor’s ass through the material of her skirt as she stood to my right!
My dick started to become hard and responsive finally, although I still felt a little awkward.
Dr Taylor placed the semen beaker on the couch so mom could get hold of it in time.
Then to my surprise mom said. “Dr Taylor I hope you won’t mind, but I’m going remove my bra so Jacob can see my boobs. That normally does the trick at home.”
“Well, I am glad to hear you have such an informal arrangement,” replied Dr Taylor looking more pleased now.
Mom unclasped her bra and threw it on the sofa. Her glorious, full, melon like globes with large brown areole came into full view. Mom’s thick nipples looked exceedingly tempting and suckable.
“And I must say you have a very fine pair of boobs,” said Dr Taylor seeing them in their glory.
“Thank you.”
Before going back to working on my dick mom lent over my face so her boobs were in reach of my mouth. I don’t think she had planned to do this but just did it instinctively. Seeing this, Dr Taylor said, “And I see you let him suck you too. Excellent! That should really do the trick. Look!”
Dr Taylor pointed at my dick, which was now fully hard, as I had taken mom’s juicy tit into my mouth as she let her boobs fall over and stroke my face, and she saw it’s full length and hardness now for the first time. “Jacob, you do have a fine erection. I am going to call it a cock if you don’t mind, as I think it is easier to help you to cum if we use more common words.”
Dr Taylor keenly looked at my hard on, and licked her lips, and I could see she wanted to touch it. “Can I make a suggestion?” she said.
“Go on,” said mom.
“How about if you stand over Jacob like you are and let him play and suck on your fine boobs, and I collect the semen sample? It may make things easier,” said Dr Taylor.
“Sounds ok to me, ” said mom. “You ok with that Jacob?”
I nodded. It would be good to have another woman’s hands on my dick.
I was started to feel much more relaxed being in the doctor’s presence now, as she seemed to be enjoying what we were doing too. She moved over to my left where mom had been standing and mom came over to the right of me, still leaning over me slightly so I could suck and play with her boobs or ass with one hand.
Mr Taylor started to wank me. The feel of her hand on my dick was quite exquisite and her technique arousing. She was clearly an expert in this from the way she was stroking me!
My dick was now at full stretch, but I did not feel like cumming just yet.
“May I touch your bottom again Dr Taylor?” I said, feeling brave.
Without saying anything, Dr Taylor angled her ass back at me so I could reach it, and I started to grope at her fleshy ass cheeks through he material of her skirt.
“That’s right. Feel my ass young man and cum for me,” said Dr Taylor as she continued to wank me, whilst I felt up her butt.
At that moment I would have loved it if either mom or Dr Taylor had given my dick a quick suck. But I did not feel brave enough to go so far as to suggest that.
Mom then surprised me again by saying, “Let me use my boobs on his cock for a moment. That should do it finally.”
Mom moved down the couch a little so she was now opposite to Dr Taylor a who let go of my dick, and let mom wank me with her boobs as she held them tightly around my prick and moved up and down.
Dr Taylor looked on pleasingly. “I’m so glad to see you are so free with each other in this way,” she said.
Seeing mom do what she was doing to me in front of the doctor triggered something off inside my head, and I started to get extremely aroused now at the idea of mom sexually pleasuring me in front of someone. I’d gone from being very shy about it initially, to now getting really turned on by it, and I felt the cum rise in my balls.
“I’m gonna’ cum in a minute if you carry on like that,” I said out loud.
Mom continued wanking me between her fleshy tit mounds for another minute or so and then stopped and let Dr Taylor take over. The doctor grabbed the semen beaker in one hand and started pumping my dick hard up and down. She was just in time as after just few strokes I came, gushing into the semen beaker.
“Ahhhhh..AHH…OOOOOHHH,” I shouted out as I came, jerking my hips upwards several times as I did so.
Dr Taylor continued to expertly hold my cock and pump me until my cum waves subsided and she’d collected all my cum in the beaker. I pushed my head back against the couch and closed my eyes, enjoying the high of my orgasm as the doctor’s hand still held my dick, and mom stood topless, wearing just her panties, next to her. Fuck, that was so good!
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Jess & I, First Time for us
Background: My name is Rich. My wife, Judi & I have been married for 25 years and all our children are grown. Tim & Jessica are close friends of ours. I work for a company whose home office is about 120 miles away. Tim & Jess own a house in a town about half-way between our house and my company’s home office. I have to go to the office for meetings almost every week. A couple of years ago Tim & Jess had some serious problems in their marriage, and they almost split up. We helped them work things out, and the four of us have become very close, in part due to the amount of time and attention Judi & I have devoted to their darling young son.
Jess is 30 years-old, a tiny little brunette, about 5’3” tall, and just over 100 pounds. She has long slim legs, nice firm breasts and a tiny tight butt. She has deep grey-green eyes, fine features, and a beautiful sprinkling of freckles across her shoulders. She recently lost her job and started back to school to finish the education she interrupted when she & Tim married and started their family. Tim is 38, about 6’2”, about 225. He was muscular when he was younger, but a lot of years at a desk have taken their toll. While he’s still in good shape, it’s not as good as it was. He has dark hair and eyes, and is absolutely devoted to his son, and since Jess caught him a couple of years ago, to her. Due to training requirements for his job, Tim often has to be away from home, sometimes for weeks at a time. This past winter was particularly bad, both because Tim was gone quite a bit, and because the weather was awful.
Judi is 58, 5’8”, about 165, with blonde hair and blue eyes. She had some health problems when we married, and they have continued to get worse. On the plus side, Judi is very bi, and she’s always been willing to share her girlfriends with me. I’m 5’9”, about 220, with brown hair and blue-grey eyes. I’ve worn a mustache since I was 18. While I’m not in the condition I was 10 years ago, when I worked outside and did a lot of lifting and running, but I’m not in bad shape at all for my age.
Several months before the events detailed in this story Tim and I were talking over a couple of beers while Judi and Jess were shopping. I’d commented a couple of times about how great Jess looked so Tim asked me, “Would you try to fuck my wife while I’m away?”
“Let’s put it this way, Tim,” I said, after thinking about it for a minute, “I think Jess looks terrific, but you’re also one of my best friends, and I’d be hard put to risk that even for a chance at a woman as fantastic as Jess. So I guess, IF Jess were to offer to fuck me, AND promise me that it wouldn’t be a “revenge fuck” to get back at you, but would be because she actually found me attractive, and if she agreed to do whatever I wanted, the way I wanted, and you know my kinks, then, IF she agreed to all that, I’d honestly have a damned hard time telling her “NO.” I’d try, but I can’t promise I’d succeed.”
Tim thought about that for a moment, took a long pull on his beer, then looked at me and said, “That’s an honest answer, and I respect that. I know Jess well enough to know that even any one of those is extremely unlikely, and the chance of more than one is almost nil. So here’s what I’ll tell you; If she ever makes that offer, and agrees to those conditions, then do whatever you want. You’ve got my blessing and permission.” He thought about it for a minute more then added, “Hell, it might even loosen her up a bit with me. God knows she could use it. She’d get one hell of a surprise before you were done, that’s for damned sure.” Then he just grinned at me.
“Deal? Friend?” And he stuck out his hand. I took it.
“Deal. My friend.” I said. “ I can’t imagine she’d ever agree to that, but I wouldn’t lay a hand on her without all three, so I doubt it will ever come to that.”
Boy, was I ever in for a surprise. Several months later the following begins.
Since the bad weather this winter happened to coincide with the days I had to travel to the home office, and since Tim had to be gone so much, Jess invited me to stop and stay with her if the weather was too bad to risk trying to finish the trip home late in the day. The first time I stayed Tim had just left the day before, so I slept on the couch, helped her shovel herself out, and went on home early the following day. The second time was much different, and that’s where this story picks up.
I had been driving since early in the morning, then in meetings all day, and was only half-way home driving in snow and ice when the highway patrol closed the interstate for a major crash down the road. I diverted onto the old back road, which happens to go within a block of Tim & Jess’ house, so I called Judi and stopped for the night. Jess was very glad to see me, as the lights had been flickering from ice on the overhead wires, and she wasn’t comfortable plugging in and starting the back-up generator. We got the little guy fed and played for a couple of hours, until it was finally time for him to go to bed. After he was tucked in for the night, Jess and I watched the news and weather, and the later it got the closer she sat, until she was leaning on my shoulder and holding my hand. Finally she stood up and said she was going to get ready for bed, and when she went upstairs I started to do the same. When I came out of the bathroom she was sitting on the couch waiting for me, but it was what she was wearing that about dropped me in my tracks. Instead of the demur flannel gown she’d worn the last time she was dressed in a tiny and sheer pink baby-doll nighty, with a tiny pink g-string beneath. I stopped dead, but she patted the couch beside her, indicating that I should sit next to her. I’d always known she was beautiful, but when she was nearly naked she was stunning. I sat.
“I know you and Tim are good friends, but I need something from you, if you’re willing.” She started. “I’m okay when he’s home, but these weeks away really get to me.”
It was obvious what she wanted, even without the clothes she wasn’t wearing, her little pink nipples were pulled up into two .30 caliber bullets atop her firm, pert breasts. “Jess,” I started, “I’m not going to be used as a ‘revenge fuck’, especially since Tim and I are friends. If that’s what this is about then I’m going to have to say ‘No’, no matter how much I want not to.”
“No, it’s not that. Well, mostly not that anyway. I’ve been attracted to you from the first time I saw you, but with Judi and I friends, and you and Tim, and all that, I couldn’t do anything. But he’s been gone, and you’re here, and I need a man to hold me, and I really like you, so I’m offering. If you’re interested.”
“Interested?! I’d have to be an idiot and blind to not be interested, but I won’t risk the friendships or the relationships with you and your son for sex.” I said. “Besides, if anything went wrong, Judi would kill me if I drove you guys out of her life.”
“I won’t let that happen. I promise. I just want you to come upstairs and make love to me and make me feel good. I won’t let anything happen to jeopardize our friendships, but I need you. And I want YOU.”
“Jess, I will do this, but there’s going to be one thing you must agree to, since Tim and I have talked a lot, and I know you have some hang-ups about sex, so I’m going to put a condition on this before we start. OK?”
“What condition?” she asked.
“We’ll do what I want and enjoy, the way I want to do it, and the way I enjoy it, and you won’t tell me ‘No.’, because the first time you tell me ‘No, I won’t do that.’ I’m going to get out of your bed and come back down here and sleep alone. I got Judi past those hang-ups years ago, and I’m not going to deal with what Tim does. I don’t have to. We’ll have the sex I enjoy, and I’ll make it memorable for you, too. But I won’t take ‘No.’ for an answer, or I’ll come downstairs. Is that clear and agreed?”
I saw the flash of fear in her eyes, and then she looked down at her hands. When she looked back at me she’d made a decision. “Agreed.”
“Agreed to what?” I asked. I wanted to be sure she understood.
“I agree that I won’t stop you or tell you ‘No.’ even if it’s something I don’t normally do, as long as you don’t hurt me.”
“I won’t hurt you, I promise. Or at least if it hurts for a moment, it’ll be a lot better soon.” I reached across and pulled her close and kissed her mouth. She was so sweet. The second kiss was much longer and more passionate, and our tongues were dancing before we parted. She was nearly out of breath. I slipped my arm beneath her legs and held her close, picked her off the couch, and stood up. She curled her face into my chest. I could feel her heart racing as I held her.
“Let’s go upstairs and continue this.”
When we were in the bedroom I stood her next to the bed. I held her tight and kissed her deeply again. When I pulled back she looked up at me and smiled, “I haven’t even kissed another man since Tim and I have been together. I’d forgotten how exciting it is, the first time with someone new.”
I reached up and untied the baby-doll and slid it off her shoulders. I cupped her face in my hands and kissed her deeply, tasting her and drinking in her breath and her sweet scent. I kissed around her face, her nose, eyes, cheeks, and ears. I nibbled down one side of her throat, went across and back up the other side. By the time I got back to her mouth she was panting. I held her arms to her sides until there was a puddle of pink cloth at her feet. I could feel my erection jabbing at her belly, and I knew she could too. She reached down and held my cock and stroked it.
“I’m glad to see you want me.”
“I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you. I’ve just never had a chance to show you how much.” I said. She slid my pants past my erection and they dropped around my ankles. I kicked them out of the way with hers.
I dropped to my knees so that my mouth was level with her breasts and sucked one then the other. Then I slowly slid down, nibbling and licking until my mouth reached her slit. She was intoxicating. I parted her legs and slipped between them far enough to lick the juices that dripped from her pussy lips. My god that woman was sweet! I pushed her back so she fell onto the bed and dove forward to devour her pussy. I alternated between her clit and licking the juices that dripped from her lips. She clearly wanted me to make love to her, but I couldn’t get enough of her juice. I slipped a finger inside to stroke her g-spot, then added another. I trailed a third along her little rosebud pucker behind, but didn’t try to push yet. She was quickly loosing control and I worked to get her over the top.
Suddenly her hands were pulling my face into her pussy and her hips were bucking into my face. She was panting and moaning, but not actually saying anything. I just kept licking and sucking, with two fingers deep inside. Then I felt the stream of girl cum down my chest. That was when I was certain I’d been successful. After a little while longer her hands went from pulling my face in to pushing me away. Reluctantly I stopped and removed my fingers. It took an incredible effort of will to stop licking up her juices. She was just so sweet to eat. But finally I managed. I stood up and positioned the head of my cock at her entrance. I slipped just enough in to keep me in place and leaned forward over the top of her until my lips met hers.
“Are you sure you want this?” I asked, giving her one last chance to back away. “Technically you still haven’t cheated on Tim, yet. But if I put this inside you that’s over, and you’re committed, both to cheating on your husband with me, and to doing whatever I want to do. Are you still wanting to continue?”
Jess didn’t answer. She just smiled up at me, wrapped her legs around my hips and drove me forward until I was buried inside her right to my balls. We both gasped, and I dropped down and hugged her tightly while we caught our breath. My God she was tight! I was pretty sure Tim was bigger than me, and if she hadn’t been so wet and wanted me inside her I wasn’t sure I could have gotten my cock inside her. She must almost squeeze Tim’s dick off
“Are you just going to lay there inside me or are you gonna fuck me?” Jess asked. Grinning. After what Tim had said her words shocked me, just a little.
“First lock your legs around me while I climb up onto the bed, then we’ll see. I don’t want to take a chance on missing a second inside you now.” I said. When she had me held tightly I crawled up so I was fully on the bed, then I settled my weight onto her little body. She relaxed her hold on me and I started stroking in and out of her, slowly. “Is that more what you had in mind?”
“Well, you could speed it up a bit.” She said.
“I could, but as far as I know there’s no real hurry. And I intend to take my time and make this as long and as good as possible.” I raised my body to look between us, the sight of my cock in Jess’ pussy was so exciting. She looked at all the fluids on our bodies when I did.
“How did you get so wet?” She asked.
“You squirted when you came earlier, and it got pretty much all over me.” I answered, looking at how her girl cum had matted my body hair.
“I don’t squirt. I don’t think girls even cum like that. Do they?” She asked, a bit surprised.
“Well the fact is, yes, when girls cum really hard, especially from oral sex with a manual assist, they often squirt. Sometimes a little, and sometimes a lot.” I explained, while we continued to look at our bodies.
“I assume that was a lot?” Jess asked. I looked at her as she ducked her head and blushed. I gently took her chin in my hand and brought her face back to look in her eyes.
“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, Jess.” I assured her. “In fact, I have to take it as a compliment if you don’t normally do it. That means that I made you come better than you have before. That makes me feel very good, and even makes me feel better about making love to you tonight. I’m doing something that you’re really enjoying. And besides, you’re delicious! I could hardly bring myself to stop licking up your juices even before you came, and your girl cum is even better than your regular juice.”
“You’re not just saying that. Are you?”
“Taste for yourself.” I moved my face next to hers so she could taste her pussy juice on my cheek. She licked, tentatively at first, then she gave me several good licks. “Delicious, isn’t it?”
“Well, yeah. I do kinda like it.”
I moved up a little and offered her my chest where it was coated in her girl cum. “Now try this.”
She licked that with much more enthusiasm. “Hmmmm! That’s tasty!”
“Maybe you should try going to the source for some of that, someday soon.” I offered.
She looked at me expectantly. Then the sudden realization of what I was suggesting hit her and she looked a little shocked. “I couldn’t do that!”
“Why not?” I asked. “You like the taste, and any man would be delighted to see you eating pussy. I’ll promise you’d know exactly how to do it. And you’d love the way it tastes and feels.”
“I just don’t know.”
“Well for now, let’s just enjoy this.” And I plunged my cock deeply inside her again and started fucking her steadily.
“Oh! That’s nice.”
“I think I’d rather watch for a while.” I said. I spun her over so she was straddling me, still firmly impaled by my erection. “That’s better. This is much easier to watch.”
Those incredible breasts were bouncing with her every movement. She started slowly rocking on my cock, then started speeding up. I grabbed her hips and slowed her down. “It’s not a race Jess.” She looked a little disappointed. “Let’s enjoy the view and the feelings.”
I slipped my hand between her legs and rubbed her clit. She rocked her head back and slowly rocked her hips so that my cock made little strokes in and out of her pussy. She quickly built to another orgasm, panting, then moaning, then a series of little happy squeaks. Not as powerful as the first, but when she came back down and opened her eyes and looked at me it was clear she was happy. “That was nice.” She said.
“I agree.” I’d already decided what I wanted next. “Spin around so you’re facing away from me.”
Jess started to raise off my cock. “No, not that way. Don’t take my cock out of you. Stick your legs up here on my chest.” She pulled each leg out from under and laid them on my chest, my cock driven as far as it could possibly go inside her. The feeling was terrific. I kissed her feet and sucked on her toes. She giggled and squirmed a bit, firmly anchored on my rod which impaled her.
“Now, pick a direction and swing your legs that way in steps. Don’t forget to raise a bit each time so you don’t twist my balls off.” Jess giggled but did as I directed. Taking about one eighth of a turn at a time she ended up straddling my legs again but facing away, my cock still firmly planted inside her.
“OK, now draw your legs back under you so you can fuck me from there.” She tucked one leg then the other under her and raised up until my cock nearly dropped out. She looked back over her shoulder and smiled, and dropped back down driving me fully inside her. The feelings were incredible and I knew she wouldn’t take long to draw my first load of cum, but I also spotted her little pink pucker behind and I knew I’d have to put my cock into it before the night was over. Knowing that Tim said she didn’t allow him up her ass meant I’d have to figure out a way to get her permission. I let Jess set the pace, rocking her hips to move me in and out of her occasionally raising up almost all the way out then slamming back down to drive me deep inside again. This wasn’t always my favorite position, but I wanted to set her up for something else that Tim said she didn’t do.
“Use your hands if you need to.” I directed.
Jess looked back quizzically. “Not on me, silly. Use your hands on yourself. Rub your clit to help get yourself off.”
When I didn’t feel a change I made it more clear. “That wasn’t a request. Rub your clit so you cum with me. I don’t want to be the only one cumming.”
I felt her hands rubbing her slit and occasionally touching my cock and balls so I knew she was following instructions. Her next orgasm seemed to catch her by surprise as she went from a steady rhythm with her hand and body to sudden jerks and moans very quickly. I felt her pussy gripping and squeezing my cock and she nearly made me cum right then, but I managed to concentrate and stop myself while she came back down. I massaged her sweet ass cheeks and back. When she was calmer she settled down onto my cock, driving it fully inside her again.
“That was even better.” She said, looking back over her shoulder. “Now I want your cum. Please.”
“I think I can do that for you.” I grabbed her hips and started rocking her on my cock. Slowly sliding my thumbs until they were pressing against her asshole.
“Hey. Not there.”
“That sounded like a “No”.” I pushed a little more firmly.
“Gently. Please?”
I gently pushed one thumb firmly against Jess’ sphincter and continued rocking her hips on my cock. Our orgasms built together quickly. I felt her hands back on her clit and my balls. She had me boiling quickly.
“Here’s that cum you wanted. Ready?” I asked
“God Yes!” Jess shouted. “Fill me up!”
And that’s exactly what I did. In the midst of the spasms of her muscles, and with the assistance of the lubrication I’d transferred onto my thumb, it slipped inside her anal ring. Jess let out a little yelp but it only seemed to intensify her orgasm as my balls emptied themselves deep inside her pussy. My orgasm was so intense I raised my hips off the bed trying to drive myself deeper inside. I felt a rush of fluid across my balls and down across my ass onto the bed. She squirted again. This was getting pretty good. I finally sagged back down onto the bed, and Jess dropped her head forward onto my legs. She laid that way for several minutes, then pushed herself back up to sit on me again. She looked over her shoulder at me and grinned.
Since she didn’t seem ready to say anything I just asked, “Was that ok?”
“That was way more than ok. Which you already knew.” She told me. “That thumb was a bit of a shock, but I think I like it. Although you’re going to have to take it out so I can get cleaned up. I think you made me squirt again. At least that’s how it tastes.” As she stuck her fingers in her mouth.
“That’s the next thing we’re going to do differently.” I told her. “Let me know when you’re ready to let my cock out of you, unless he decides for himself first, and I’ll tell you how we’re going to handle the clean-up.” My cock was shrinking, but only just a little, and I wasn’t sure whether it would go down on its own or get hard again. Especially if she kept wiggling on it like that.
“But I always wash up after. Well, you know….” Jess explained. “I suppose Tim already told you that too?”
“Well, yes, he did, but that’s not what we’re doing tonight.” I told her.
“Then what?” She asked.
“Are you ready to find out?”
“I hate to let you take it out of me.” Jess admitted. “But I’d like to know what you think we’re going to do.”
“I know exactly what we’re going to do.” I slipped my thumb out and grabbed Jess’s hips firmly in my hands. I pulled her hips towards my face, shifted my arms, and got her pussy positioned over my mouth. As expected her face fell forward so that my cock almost hit her in the face. “Now. I’m going to clean up after myself, and you’re going to clean me.”
“But.” Jess started to protest. I licked hard on her clit and then continued up the length of her slit, not stopping until my tongue was pressed firmly against her anal ring, where I tickled just a little before shifting and drawing her clit into my mouth. She tentatively licked my cock, then took the head slowly into her mouth. I could feel her tongue swirling around the head. I started lapping up the juices running out of her while she licked around my balls.
“On second thought.” She started, “this isn’t bad at all.”
She went to work licking our juices off me, while I concentrated and licking them out of her cunt. She was delicious, and she was clearly enjoying herself, as every so often she’d twitch and more cum would dribble from her pussy, which I immediately licked up. After a while she started seeming distracted as I was concentrating my attentions on her clit, so I stuck one, then two fingers into her pussy. She started moaning onto my cock, which got me hard again. Then I decided to go for broke. I added a third finger, to get it lubed up. When I was certain my finger was coated in her juice I slipped it out and placed the tip against her asshole. Jess moaned something around my cock, but since I didn’t understand I pushed hard and my finger slipped in. It must have worked because in seconds she was bucking her cunt against my face. Then she pulled her mouth off my cock so she could breathe more deeply and moan. She was cumming again. I kept sucking until I felt her squirt starting. I clamped my mouth on her cunt and sucked all the juice down that she would give me. When she started trying to her pussy away from my face I allowed her a couple of inches, and she caught her breath.
“Oh, my god!” She said. “That was something I’d never considered. I wasn’t going to let you do anything with my ass, but I decided to let you do a finger, and I’m sure glad I did.”
“Now that we’re cleaned up, why don’t you come back up here and snuggle for a few minutes?”
“That’s a good idea, I could use a snuggle.” She curled up with her head on my shoulder, and started teasing my chest hair. She was kissing my chest and neck, and I was relaxing and enjoying the attention. After a few minutes she looked at my face and asked, “Are we going to do more?”
I pulled her mouth to mine and kissed her deeply. “We’re going to do much more, but I wanted to give you a few moments to rest and adjust.” I could feel her tense against me. She knew I meant her new status as a cheating spouse.
Jess blushed and tucked her head back into my chest. “Do you want to use the toilet or freshen up a bit before we do more?” I asked.
“Yeah, good idea.” She said as she slid out of bed. I got up to follow her. “Wait. Where do you think you’re going?”
“To the bathroom with you to use the toilet and wash my hands.”
“I, umm, well…” she stammered.
“I can always go back downstairs. If that’s what you want.” As I went through the bathroom door behind her.
“No. It’s okay. Just not something I’ve ever done before.”
“I thought not.” I said and swatted her ass, lightly. “You first for the toilet, I’ll wash my hands.”
She sat, but it looked like her whole body blushed before I heard the first drops of pee. I dried my hands and watched her finish, then went over to help her up.
“It just seemed odd to have someone watching me while I peed”, she said.
“Get used to it. Wash up while I finish.” And I turned to pee myself. When I was done she was still washing a bit so I just said, “I’ll meet you in bed.”
I’d spotted the bottle of baby oil on the night stand, so I stacked the pillows in the middle of the bed, and grabbed the baby oil so I could massage the tension from her back, and do the next thing on my mental “list”. When she came back in she stopped at the edge of the bed and gave me a quizzical look. “Just climb back up here, facing away from me.”
She did and snuggled her hips back against my crotch. “Now lay down on the pillows with your head on your hands. I’m going to give you a back rub to help get some more of that tension out.”
Since she couldn’t sense my ulterior motives she complied readily. I oiled my hands a squirted a trail of oil down her back, leaned forward and started my best backrub technique. I worked her shoulders, her middle back, then worked lower, adding oil as I went. I worked my way down to those wonderful round ass cheeks and started massaging them too, pooling oil between them, where the head of my nearly fully erect cock now lay. I started rocking my hips to get her crack and my cock fully oiled, even pressing lightly against her asshole with my thumbs. I slipped my cock into her pussy, took a couple of strokes, then pulled out and rubbed it against her clit, lifted slightly and stroked between her butt cheeks. Rub, oil, press and relax her back. Pussy, clit and crack with my cock. Repeat. And again. When she was fully relaxed I leaned back, admired her beautiful body and that sweet ass, leaned forward, placed the head of my cock against her anal ring and pushed gently. Jess’ response was immediate.
“No!”
I slipped my cock between her butt cheeks, leaned forward and pressed my back to hers, my lips to her ear, pulled her hair away from her face and ear, and asked, “Is that, No, go downstairs, or No, be gentle, I’ve not done that?”
She looked at me from the corner of her eye, I slipped my cock into her pussy, and she gasped. “I don’t..”
“That isn’t the question, nor the choice.” I twitched my cock inside her. “Do I go downstairs, or do I fuck your ass?”
Jess buried her face in the pillow.
“Which is it?” I twitched again for her.
“Stay.”
“Stay, and what?”
“Do it.”
“Do what?”
“Do it.”
“Say it.”
“I can’t.”
“I should go downstairs?”
“No. Please.”
“Please what?”
She turned her face into the pillow and said something. I lifted her head and turned her towards me. “What should I do?”
“Stay and do it.”
“Do what?”
Jess bit her lip and blushed. “Do what?” I asked.
“Fuck my ass.”
“Ask me.”
“Please.”
“Please what?”
“Please stay and fuck my ass.”
“Okay. I will. Thank you for asking.” I said. “Give me your hands.”
I pulled her hands behind her back and pressed her forearms together across the small of her back. I dribbled a little more oil down the crack of her ass, and laid my cock in it. “Relax and I will be as gentle as I possibly can.” I rubbed her ass gently. “Just relax.” I placed the head of my cock back against her anal ring and pushed gently, pulling back on her arms to hold her tightly so she couldn’t pull away and hurt herself worse. Stroke. Reassure. Push. Suddenly the head of my cock popped inside her, followed by about an inch of shaft.
“Aww! That hurts!”
“Relax. You’re doing fine. Unclench. Relax. I’m going to wait right here until you adjust. Just relax, the pain will go away.” Stroke. Reassure. Wait. I felt the tension start to ease in her body.
“I’m going to push inside you slowly. A little at a time. Try to stay relaxed. If I feel you tense I’ll pause and wait for you to relax. I don’t want this to hurt you, I want you to learn to enjoy something entirely new.” Push. Pause. Wait, relax, push. My belly met her ass. I was all the way in.
“That’s all of it, babe. You’ve got me now. How are you doing?”
“It doesn’t really hurt, it just feels kind of strange. Not bad strange, just different.”
“Okay. I’m going to start fucking you slowly. Just stay relaxed.” I gave her several strokes, lengthening as I went. Fucking her ass with slow, gentle strokes. I pushed all the way back in and stopped.
“Do you want your arms back?”
“No. Hold them. I like that.”
I laid against her back, trapping her arms between us. One hand went to her pussy and massaged her clit, rubbing and teasing it, one hand stroked her breasts, her face, and her throat. I slowly and gently fucked her ass, building speed and strength in my strokes as I went. Jess responded fiercely after a few minutes and started humping back into my thrusts. “Ohh, oohhh, gawd! Yes! Yes! Uhh! Ohhh! Fuck me! Yes!”
Suddenly Jess tensed back against me and moaned loudly and incoherently, shaking violently. The spasms in her body set me off. “Oh, Gawd! I’m cumming! I’m cumming in your ass, Jess. Feel it!?”
Her ass milked the cum from my cock, drawing it inside her and holding me firmly deep inside. When we were both spent we collapsed in a pile on the pillows. I reached up and tenderly brushed the hair from her cheek and kissed her. “Thank you. That was awesome.”
“Yes. It was. I never thought I could enjoy that. But that was awesome.” She smiled. “We may have to do more of that.”
“I’d like that. A lot.” I said. “Let me know if I should move.”
Jess clenched around my cock and smiled at me. “I think you should stay right there for a while.”
So we did. After a while I felt myself wilting, and Jess started to stir. “I think it’s about time.” She said.
“I think you’re right. I’m going to pull back and out, and you may want to be ready to move quickly when I do.”
Jess gave me a quizzical look. “Why?”
“You’ll understand soon enough.” I said. “Ready?”
Jess nodded and I sat back, plopping my cock from her butt. She lay quietly for a moment, then said, “Oh!” and jumped up and ran to the bathroom. She didn’t close the door, but I gave her a minute of privacy before I went in to wash up.
“I never thought about that.” She said, blushing.
“Yeah. That’s why Judi always calls it a “cum enema” when we do that.”
“I see that.” She said. “It was worth it, but it was a surprise.”
“Still want to do it again?”
“Yes. But maybe not tonight. I think I’m a little tender.”
“Then tender is how I’ll hold you when you come back to bed.”
“I’ll be there in a minute.” She said as I went back to the bedroom and rearranged the bed for sleeping. We snuggled under the covers with her head on my chest and talked. Jess looked into my eyes and a thought crossed my mind that caused me to laugh out loud. She whacked me and asked, “What’s funny?”
“I looked at your eyes and thought of something.” I admitted.
“What’s that?”
“I thought that I never asked you about birth control, and I realized when I looked into your eyes that we’d have a damned hard time explaining a blue-eyed baby to Tim.”
“Yes, we would. But it isn’t an issue.”
“I thought not.” I said. “Are you ready to sleep?”
A gust of wind rattled a window. “Yes. Even naked I feel safe and warm with you.”
I held her close and we slept. I wasn’t sure if it was the silence of the storm abating that woke me, or the warm, small hand stroking my cock. I opened an eye and looked at Jess, she was watching my face. “Oh good. You’re awake.”
“Very happily, I might add.”
“And very hard, too.” She said, as she squeezed my cock. She rolled onto her back. “Please, just fuck me this morning?”
I rolled between her legs and placed myself at her entrance. She was wet and ready. She rubbed the head of my cock between her pussy lips. “I just want to feel you inside me and on top of me.”
She released my cock as I pushed forward. “Then that’s what you will have.” And I sheathed myself inside my best friend’s wife. I started slowly and gently since we both seemed only partly awake, but it didn’t take long until Jess was humping her hips against me, wrapping her legs around my ass and pounding herself onto me. The orgasm seemed to take both of us by surprise with its speed and ferocity. Suddenly we were both shaking violently against each other, screaming and trying together to jam my cock even deeper inside her while I spurted agonizingly hard. As quickly as we came we were both spent, collapsing in a heap on the bed, still wrapped around each other panting into each other’s faces.
“Wow!” We said together.
Jess looked at me. “I could get used to waking up like that.”
“What would Tim say?”
“He won’t be back for two weeks. We should get one more chance, then I’ll think about what to say.”
“I’m not going to say anything.”
“I am. I want to suck your cock clean.”
I rose up on my elbows and looked between our bodies at Jess’ perfect pink tits and her smooth hard belly, and that little line of dark hair pointing to that sweet, sweet pussy that was still holding my cock in it’s warm embrace. “I love the way you look.” She squeezed my cock with her cunt muscles. “Especially with my cock inside you.” I admitted. She rocked her hips and expelled me.
“Get that cock in my mouth.” She ordered. So I straddled her chest and placed my cockhead against her lips. A gob of cum wet her lower lip, and she stuck her tongue out and caught it. “Umm.” And suddenly my entire cock was in her mouth. I gasped and fell forward against the headboard while Jess gobbled every last drop of our juices from my cock. When I couldn’t stand it any longer I pulled myself from her mouth, lowered myself back until our faces met, and kissed her deeply.
“Now I can skip breakfast.” She said.
“Are you sure?”
“Your cum is the best food there is.”
“I thought it was your cum.”
“Maybe it’s the combination?”
“I’ll accept that.”
“I should get showered and get on the road.”
“Together?”
“That might take a while longer.”
“I hope so.”
Jess pushed me off her and ran to the bathroom. “Get the shower warm, I’ll be right there.” as she sat on the toilet. I opened the shower door and turned on the water and started to adjust the temperature.
“How hot do you like it?”
“Fairly hot.”
I stepped into the shower as Jess came across the bathroom. She closed the door behind her and tested the water. “Just right.”
I grabbed her and held her to me. “Yes, you are.” I pushed her back to wet her hair. “Turn around and I’ll shampoo your hair.”
Jess handed me the shampoo and I put some in my hands and rubbed it to start a lather while she set the bottle on the shelf. I rubbed the shampoo into her hair and massaged it deeply into her scalp. She moaned and leaned back against me while I worked on her head. When I was satisfied and she was relaxed I whispered in her ear, “Time to rinse.”
I leaned back under the water and rinsed her hair, allowing her to remain relaxed against me. When her hair was rinsed I stepped forward and picked up the soap and started washing her body, paying particular attention, of course, to her breasts and pussy. I washed her arms then rinsed her upper body, then gripped her shoulders and turned her to face me. “Time for your back.” I soaped her back and massaged her thoroughly, while her hands found my cock and started rubbing it. “Need the soap?” I asked as I stiffened in her hands, massaging the soap into the cheeks of her ass and down her crack.
“Don’t seem to need any soap.”
“Then I’m going to wash your legs.” I knelt in front of her and started soaping again at her pussy, and down each leg, even between her toes. I leaned back and moved her around to rinse her legs, then put my face into her pussy and gave her a long lick across her lips and sucked her clit into my mouth.
“Just making sure I had you all clean.” I said as she pulled away. She took the soap from my hand and helped me up.
“My turn to wash you.”
I bent down so she could wash my hair, then stood while she soaped my upper body. She moved me around gently to rinse, then held me to her to wash my back. When she got to my ass she soaped it up then played in my crack, slipping a finger slightly into me. My cock was throbbing where it was trapped between us and the finger in my ass only made it pulse harder.
“You like that?”
“Sometimes.”
“I’ll have to remember that.” And Jess smiled up at me. She knelt and washed my legs, and when she rinsed them she pulled my cock into her mouth and sucked hard on it. She smiled up at me with my cock in her mouth and I about came again. She grinned and pulled back. “Just making sure I had you all clean.”
“I’m going to shave while I’m in here.”
“Okay. I’m going to watch.”
I lathered my face, then my balls, so I could smooth there also. I started shaving below, then rinsed and started on my face.
“I never realized you shaved down there.”
“Yes. First because I find it’s more comfortable, second because Judi doesn’t like hair in her mouth any more than I do.” I finished my face and rinsed. Then I picked up the can of shave cream and looked at Jess. “Should I shave yours while I’m here?”
She looked down at the line of pubic hair and thought for a moment. “It needs touched up anyway, why don’t you shave it all.”
I squirted and small amount of shave cream onto my hand and massaged it over her pussy. Then I knelt in front of her and started shaving her. I very gently removed the stubble from the area she normally shaved then went to work removing the line above. When I was finished I checked to be sure I had her pussy completely bald, and when I was satisfied I rinsed her off.
“What do you think?” I asked.
Jess leaned back against the wall and contemplated her naked pussy. “I think I like it.”
“I really like it.” I said, laying the razor aside.
“I thought you would. Should we test it?”
“How would you like to test it?
Jess held her hands above her head against the wall and pushed her hips towards me, sliding her legs slightly apart. At that moment I spotted Tim’s “soap-on-a-rope”. While Jess closed her eyes waiting for me I slipped the rope loop over her hands, then wrapped the soap through to bind her hand together. I pulled them over her head and slightly to the side below the shower head. I lifted slightly with one hand and her hands touched the shower head pipe, pulling her feet off the floor. I put the other between her legs, forcing them apart and manipulating her pussy and clit. I held her there between my hands with two fingers inside and two rubbing outside working her quickly into a frenzy. Her eyes flew open with a look of overpowering lust.
“Fuck me!” Her legs flew out and went around my waist, pulling me into her. I moved my hand, turned slightly, and she twisted and pulled my cock directly into her. She helped me grip the pipe and started humping hard against me, fucking me while suspended off the floor. I grabbed her tits and rubbed them roughly, banging back against her and slamming her into the shower wall. “Oh YES! Fuck me hard. Harder!”
We slammed into each other like we hadn’t just fucked several times until another screaming orgasm overtook us both. I tried to hold us up, but my legs started to buckle, so I slowly slid to the floor and knelt there with Jess still wrapped around me and impaled on my cock, her hands still bound and against the wall.
“I think I really like the shaved better.” Jess smiled.
“You know I do. But I think we’re going to have to start the shower over again.”
“I don’t mind.”
“Neither do I. Stand up and let me lick that for you.”
“Can I have my hands back?”
“Oh. Yeah.” I unwrapped her wrists and helped her stand. I licked across her smooth mound and down along her pussy lips tasty the mix of our juices dripping from her pussy lips. Jess gripped my head.
“If you do any more of that we’ll never get out of the shower. Stand up here and let me wash you, then we’re getting out and getting dressed.”
While she washed me I thought about tying her hands. “You really like that restrained thing, don’t you?”
“Yes. I do. It seems to really get me going.”
“Would you like to experiment with some bondage things sometime?”
“I think I’d like that a lot.” Jess answered. “Maybe when we get a chance you can bring some stuff and we’ll see what happens.”
“I’ll put some things in the car. With the way this winter is going I may end up here again someday.”
“Hopefully on a night when Tim isn’t.” She said.
“Isn’t there enough of you to share?” I asked.
“I guess I never thought about it like that.” Jess admitted. “But I would like at least once more with just you before I decide about trying two of you.”
I finished getting dressed, and Jess slipped into jeans and a t-shirt for a day off. We headed downstairs, and halfway we got a call, “Mommy?”
Over breakfast I thought about what I’d want to pack, and how I wanted to bind Jessica for our first experiment with real restraints. I had a plan in mind by the time I got home, and the weekend to get everything ready. As it turned out, that was just enough time.
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The Mom Incident
It started as a normal day for Ginger, her husband went to work and her son was off to school. The house work was always there and she wasn’t in the mood to clean today. Perhaps a visit to the new lingerie boutique at the mall was what she needed.
Upon arrival at the store she was amazed at the cost of there merchandise, my god she thought $95 for one outfit. It might be worth it as Russell her husband was more interested in golf these days then her.
Ginger was short five foot tall, around 145 lbs which had settled in her tits which were 36D’s and her ass. She had red hair, a great smile and as she had heard Russell’s friends say breeder hips. She enjoyed sex and not having any in six months was getting frustrating. Perhaps this outfit would spice her life up. After her purchase she stopped for a cup of coffee where the server tried to hit on her. Although she felt flattered he couldn’t have been more then 17 or 18, slightly older then her son.
He continued to make conversation and she noticed a slight bulge in his pants. Well at least he enjoys looking at me was her first thought. As she got up to leave he handed her a note which read, my name is Albert and a phone number. Smiling coyly at him she tucked the not in her bag, gave him a generous tip and headed for her car.
Once in the car she looked at the note. I should call him what harm can it do she thought, besides he liked looking at my tits. Dialing the number it rang three times before he answered with “Al here who is this”? Taking a deep breath she replied, “Hi I’m Ginger you gave me your number remember”? Al was shocked this was great, “Hi Ginger how are you”? “I’m fine, why did give me your name and number”? Al took a few seconds before answering. “How else can we go out if we don’t have each others phone numbers and names”? Go out with a 18 year old, Ginger what the hell are you thinking girl. “Well before we get ahead of our selves perhaps you can tell me a little about yourself”.
For the entire drive home he told her about how he had just quit school and wanted to become a musician. He took any job he could find where he worked during the day so he could work on his music at night. He explained he played best when he smoked pot, but only did it on an occasional base. He hadn’t had a girl friend in about a year and was looking for a date.
Ginger asked “Don’t you think I’m a little old for you”? Al laughed, “No way what are you thirty two or three”? This was a great compliment as she was going to be forty four on her birthday. She decided to lie and responded with “You guessed it thirty two”. She told him she was married but things weren’t going great and she needed outside interests. Al asked her what outfit she had bought at the boutique. Without any hesitation she replies, “Yellow bra and panties with black garter belt and stockings, and six inch heels”. “Wow I would sure like to see them on you”. She was giggling and coyly “Whispered perhaps someday.
They chatted for another few minutes, at that point Al asked her to come over to his place Friday night. “I’ll have to get back to you on that”. They both said good by and hung up.
It would be nice to go out on a date with a young guy she thought they have unbelievable stamina. How would I pull it off? From that point forward they talked at least twice a day. They became comfortable with each other and discussed getting together often. If only she could? The next two weeks went by with no opportunity for her to get away. Wednesday afternoon fate stepped in. She was cleaning when the phone rang it was Russell. “Hi honey, what’s up”? “Ginger they just asked me to go to our London office”. “Oh really, when”? “They want me to leave Friday, for the rest of the month to work on the Galaxo merger”. “Well we’ll talk about it tonight”. They hung up and she thought well now Al and I may be able to get together.
Thursday evening Russell packed for the long flight Friday and left at his usual time Friday morning. Her son Terry and her sat at the kitchen table discussing the trip and perhaps they would go over for a long weekend in a few weeks. Terry seemed up for the trip. Once he was gone she called Al. She explained they might be able to get together if wanted to. His delight was overwhelming he was so excited he could hardly contain himself. When, what time, what day, finally she cut him off and explained she would call later with the details. Before they hung up he asked “Any chance you can wear the outfit you bought at the boutique for me”? Her reply was “We’ll see”.
Terry got home from school at around two and was on the phone in his room for about twenty minutes before he came down stairs. “Mom, can I go with Stan’s family to there cabin tonight”? Well this was perfect both of them would be out for the weekend. “Sure honey, are they going to pick you up or do I have to drive you over”? “No they’ll be picking me up, his dad wants to get an early start to beat the weekend traffic”. “They’ll be here in about an hour”. “Ok go pack your stuff”.
No sooner had Terry left the house then she called Al. “Hi Al, I was wondering about getting together tonight, does that work for you”? “Sure does except my guitar player and I are putting the final touches on a new number we’ve been working on”. “Why not come over and listen to us”? “Afterwards we can get pizza”.
“Ok give me your address”. The next several hours she fixed herself and kept looking at the outfit. Oh hell put it on it makes you feel sexy so why not. Besides it’s not like your going to fuck him. Taking great pain to look her best she was ready to leave by 6:30.
Once in the car she called him and they chatted until she pulled up at his apartment. Parking the car she entered the building. She started looking for unit number 330. The unit was on the third floor at the end of the hall. Taking a deep breath she knocked and the door opened. Al stood there in boxer shorts and nothing else. “Hi Ginger”. He bent over and kissed her. “Come in, this is Frank”. The two exchanged hellos, “Ginger please sit down”. “You really look great”. “Thank you”. They were working on this particular part of a song and just weren’t getting it right.
Al went to the kitchen and brought back three large joints and beers, “We need to chill out for a while before we can get back to the piece”. Before she realized it they lit up. All three were smoking and talking about the music. Soon the pot was taking an effect as she was feeling very mellow and very horny.
Al told Frank about Gingers visit to the boutique, “Have you seen the outfit she bought”? “No” replied Al. “I sure would like to”. Ginger giggled the guys got up and came over and sat next to her on the sofa. Al leaned into her and kissed her full on the mouth, there tongues inter locked. Frank was messaging her left breast and her nipples were rock hard. Al removed his tongue and Frank put his tongue down her throat while Al messaged her right breast. She felt a warm wetness between her legs, this feels wonderful was her thought. This continued for at least ten minutes she was wet, hot and horny. Finally they all came up for air, Ginger was breathing very heavily as Al spoke. “Ginger did you bring the outfit”? Smiling coyly she stood up and asked, “Bathroom please”. As she headed for the bathroom she realized both guys had huge hard ons.
She entered the bathroom and looked in the mirror, girl these guys are as horny as you are. They seem to have good size cocks and you did wear the outfit. She kept asking herself if I go out there in this outfit they will realize I’m in the mood. What should I do? I hope they have rubbers. Finally she made a decision five minutes later she emerged from the bathroom. Both guys gave her a big smile. Frank spoke first,” Ginger come sit here between us”. “Ok but do you like my look”? From the looks of the bulges she didn’t need an answer. She sat between them.
Frank kissed her breast and immediately starting rubbing her clit through her panties. She spread her legs so he could get easy access. Al unhook her bra and it fell to the floor, her nipples were rock hard and her breathing had quicken as she felt a wave starting to sweep over her. She moaned, grabbed Franks hand as she started to spasm with delight. Frank looked into her eyes, “Let’s go to the bedroom”. The three of them got up and went in the room. Frank kissed her passionately on the mouth “Ginger please take off your panties”? Hooking the waistband of the flimsy material she wiggled her hips and down they came. Before leaving the house she had trimmed her bush so it was nicely cropped. “You are beautiful”, said Frank. Ginger looked into his eyes, “Honey fuck me”. Frank laid her on the bed and she spread wide as he got between her legs. He rubbed his cock head up and down her wet pussy several time and then gently slipped the head in. She felt a slight pressure then he was in. He had a large cock, bigger then her husband. “Go slow baby, I need to get use to that big cock of yours”. He worked up and down slowly but continued to push deeper and deeper until he felt the bottom of her pussy. “Ugh oh” was all they heard from her as he was now balls deep and his pumping had quicken. Grabbing his shoulder and pulling him close she whispered, ”Baby shoot a big load deep in me please”. She just kept moaning until the wave of passion overtook her and she climaxed violently screaming with pleasure.
Frank exploded deep in her and it felt wonderful, hot cum was being pumped deep into her womb. They both lay there waiting for there breath to slow down.
Frank moved off and Al got between her legs, her pussy was leaking cum so his cock slipped right in with no trouble he went balls deep. “Honey you feel great pump slowly so we can enjoy it”. Al rhythm was slow at first the started to quicken. Her pussy was milking his cock, he pushed deeper, and she felt him stiffen and cum exploded out of his cock, hot cum once again flooding her womb. This caused another orgasm for her and she screamed and moaned with pleasure.
Al rolled off, she was really leaking cum. “Honey give me my panties so I don’t dribble all over the bed” Frank handed them to her and she pulled them on. “At least the cum will stay where you guys put it she said with a laugh”.
“Ginger you have one tight pussy it was great”. “Thank you Frank, your cock is really great”. “Both your cocks are really great”. “Right now my pussy isn’t as tight as it was as its very wet”. They all just sat there with big smiles. Ginger knew she needed that. “Ginger”? “Yes Frank” “How about a blow job”? “Well I suppose so on one condition”. “Which is” “You both fuck me again”.
“You’ve got a deal”.
Ginger got on her knees, she took Franks cock and kissed the head, swirled her tongue around it and took it deep in her mouth. It had been a long time since anyone had asked her for a blow job and she was going to do her best. She sucked it deeply while messaging his nut sack. She kept up a slow motion of in and out while her tongue swirled around the head. She felt a warm feeling between her legs, another orgasm was coming. He pace quicken, she sucked the cock as deep as she could, he grabbed her head and held it in place as he shot spurt after spurt in her mouth. She swallowed once and pulled her head back so the remaining cum filled her mouth. His dick went lips, looking up in his eyes she opened her mouth to show him the load, closed her lips and swallowed.
Al and Frank both smiled you like cum don’t you“? Her response was “I sure do, Al baby would you like a blow job”? Al was on his feet with his cock in her mouth instantly.
She sucked Al’s cock just as she had Franks and as his cum filled her mouth she had yet another orgasm. She thought she saw stars.
They sat on the bed looking at each other; all Ginger could think about was I hope they can fuck me again. After about two hours of talking, Frank looked at her rolled on his back and said “Baby get on my dick”. “I thought you’d never ask, she said with a laugh”. She pulled her panties down and impaled herself on the rock hard cock. She was working it in and out, it felt wonderful as cum was still leaking out of her. Feeling pressure on her rectum she realized Al was going to butt fuck her. His cock was lubed up really well and it slipped in quite easily. She started crying as his cock went balls deep into her ass. Now she realized the cock heads were touching each other only being separated by a sheer membrane. It hurt but felt great at the same time. They work up a rhythm she started moaning and crying at the same time. Al came first and she felt her ass being flooded with hot cum, the feeling caused Frank to cum and her pussy was rewarded with another sperm bath. Which cause her to orgasm yet again really hard?
As there cocks plopped out she looked like a well fucked women and they all laughed at the comment. She told them “I’ve never been double fucked in my life much less had my ass fucked”. Al smiled at her “So what do you think” “Well I might be walking a little funny but I could get use to it if I practice a lot”.
They all lay there together and dozed off. When she woke up it had to be six thirty in the morning. Opening her eyes she realized the time. “Oh shit I’m screwed”, she sprang out of bed grabbed her clothes and was almost dressed before either guy was wide awake.
“Guys I’ve got to go, I’ll call you later” she was out the door and in her car in two minutes. The entire drive home she kept reviewing the events of the previous evening. My butt is sore as hell and my pussy feels almost the same but I feel great, at least well fucked she thought. I didn’t brush my teeth I can still taste there cum, in my mouth I’m such a whore, and she laughed. Once home she checked the answering machine, well no messages. Then a shower clean clothes and coffee.
She called Al and thanked him for a wonderful time. They joked about her walking and she told him yes in fact she was walking funny but could get very use to the feeling if he and Frank wouldn’t mind practicing with her. Al told her both guys were very willing to practice all she wanted. “I’ll call you Sunday sweetie and she hung up.
Sunday Terry came home and after a snack went to his room. She heard him on the phone but couldn’t hear who he was talking to. Since she needed a few things she called to Terry she was going out did he need anything and since he yelled back no she went out.
It took longer then she expected and didn’t get home for almost two hours. After putting the groceries away she headed up stairs, Terry’s door was closed but she heard voices. Knocking she opening the door her mouth fell open. Terry was on his bed watching his computer screen naked with his cock rock hard in hand. Sitting in the chairs were Al and Frank. They had rock hard cocks in hand too.
Terry smiles, “Mom you’re a porn queen”. “I am”? “Sure are we’ve watched the video twice already”. “They were videoing me”? Al and Frank stood up walked over to her and started taking her clothes off. Frank smiled, “Were going to do some practicing”. Hesitating she said ”My sons in the room”. Frank spoke “He wants that pussy and ass too”. “Really you do Terry”? As her bra feel to the floor she looked at her son, then her panties were slide down. They moved her to the bed where Al laid down cock straight up. Coyly she asked “For me”? “Sure is Ginger”. As she lowered herself onto the stiff cock Terry said “Mom I want a blow job like you gave the guys Friday, ok”? Since Terry’s cock was already in her mouth all she could do was grunt yes.
The three cocks worked slowly at first then gradually started to quicken the pace. Her sons cock twitched, he grabbed her by the head pushed his cock deep down her throat and blew a large spurt of cum down her throat. Pushing him back so the head was still in her mouth she continued to suck as spurt after spurt filled her mouth. He spurted six times before it stopped. His dick plopped out and she showed him the generous load of cum in her mouth then closed her lips and swallowed. The other two cocks were working her to a feverous pace and the fire between her legs burst like a dam. The orgasm was wondrous and a moment later her bowels were rewarded with a generous load of hot sticky cum. Thirty seconds later her hips were pulled deep on the cock and her pussy received a deep sperm shower.
The three lay there letting there breathing return to normal. Terry looks at her “Mom, the guys will be staying with us until dad gets home”. “In the next few weeks you will be practiced with every day at least twice”. “Unless you have to go out all you need to wear are panties in the house”. “Oh”? “We really like your tits bouncing around” Al chimed up with “The big wet stains in the front and back of your panties look really sexy too”. She smiled “I could not do it without you guys, but this must be our secret, right”? “Ginger got up and headed for the shower, how do I get myself into these things? Later we must discuss condoms. All they want me in is panties, guess I have to go shopping soon.
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Mike’s continued story of love with a new woman and then also finding out about family secrets
5 girls, 1 slumber party, 1 giant mess afterwards
“Someone’s gotten a little ambitious,” she growls playfully as she takes up a riding crop and circles their Slave menacingly, blindfolding her victim before circling again. The crop’s tip cracks out from the mist to score a mark on their Slave’s delicate backside, marking her again and again as her Master is forced to watch, helpless as his new toy cries out with every blow and whimpers piteously between.
“Please Mistress! I’ll do anything!”
“Damn right you will.” *Crack!* “Now beg to eat my pussy.”
“Please Mistress, let me eat your pussy!”
*Crack! Crack!* “You can do better than that, that hardly even sounded sincere.”
The Slave whimpers meekly, writhing in pain, her pussy dripping with desire, eyes clouding over as she gazes at her Master and begs “P-please, Mistress, please, let me taste you, I want to lick your clit, I want to fuck you with my tongue, please, please let me eat your pussy.”
“You better mean it,” the Mistress growls, dropping the crop and binding the Slave’s wrists behind her back again, grabbing a fistful of hair and forcing her mouth onto her pussy. She looks deep into their Master’s eyes, purring with pleasure as she’s pleasured by their eager little sex toy, the Mistress’ hands caressing her own breasts teasingly as she makes him watch helplessly yet again. She moans low with sincere pleasure and leans slowly forward, bowing over her Master’s captive member, tugging roughly on the leash until he can’t move a muscle without chafing against one bond or another, and she licks slowly down the length of his throbbing cock, savoring his manic whimper as he thrashes futilely against his own chains. She straightens again, arching her back as she tries to conceal another climax, grins wickedly, and yanks the Slave off her, tearing off the blindfold and throwing her to the ground.
“Not bad. Now lick me clean. All of me.”
The Slave whimpers with barely disguised pleasure as she begins the arduous task, starting with her Mistress’ bare feet, licking her way up her ankles, calves, thighs…the Mistress grabs a handful of hair and yanks her up when she begins to eat her Mistress out again, growling “you’ve been quite sufficient there Slave,” the Slave whimpering her assent quickly as she begins licking up the Mistress’ perfect breasts. The Mistress winces as the Slave’s tongue finds a lashmark from her own recent taming and reaches for the soap, working up a lather as she begins to wash their Master’s cock herself, moaning with pleasure as the Slave licks her nipples and she teases his bound member. She stops before he reaches the point of no return, squeezing tight as the moment passes, not letting his desperate thrashing give him the slightest pleasure, then releases him for the ambient water to finish rinsing him off.
“Try to behave for a few minutes,” she cautions and pads out, her bare feet splashing in the little puddles, grabbing a towel on her way out of the room.
Left alone at last, the Slave looks up hungrily at her still-bound and helpless Master. He writhes a little against the tiled wall as she walks towards him on her knees, straining against the chains still binding her ankles to the floor, leaning forward and trying to balance, her tongue reaching for her Master’s cock. He obliges by moving forward on his chains, his cock barely brushing the back of her throat as she eagerly sucks him off, her head bobbing as well as it can in her bound condition. He stifles a moan, the duct tape gag loosening in the steam and forcing him to bite his lip to muffle his cries of pleasure. He tries to watch the doorway but finds his eyes constantly drifting back to the young, inexperienced slave eagerly sucking his cock as he thrusts back as far as he can.
*CRACK!* comes the mistress’ crop out of nowhere, and the Master winces as it a long red mark appears across the Slave’s breasts, her teeth scraping his member gently as she throws herself backwards with the shock, sliding to the end of her chains and sprawling on the shower floor. The Mistress draws up closer, now dressed in a vinyl under-cup corset with matching gloves and thigh-high boots, and yanks his leash roughly.
“Bad Master! I’ll tend to you in a moment,” she growls, and he casts his eyes to the floor ashamed, only to carefully peek up a moment later to watch the Slave’s punishment.
The Mistress crosses to the Slave, yanking her wrists up to lock the bracelets to the wall as the Slave sobs an incoherent apology. The Mistress rises and lashes her twice across the inner thighs, the Slave screaming in agony. “Silence!” she commands, lashing her again across the chest, barely missing her nipples as the Slave thrashes wildly in the lukewarm puddle.
“I’m sorry Mistress! I just wanted to please our Master!”
“I am in charge here! Me! And you will learn to respect these rules, mark my words…” she growls ominously, reaching up and twisting a dial, one of the shower heads releasing a torrent of near-scalding water. She directs the burning fountain to the Slave’s bound ankle and slowly up her crop-marked thighs, finally directing the downpour directly on the helpless girl’s clit. She screams as her senses are overwhelmed, bucking her hips and squirming helplessly as the water cascades off her red, raw pussy, droplets of water drenching every inch of her body as she climaxes, then screams as the assault continues on her hypersensitive pussy, whimpering and sobbing until she screams with another unexpected surge of pleasure.
“Stop whining Slave, it won’t do any permanent damage. Enjoy it while the hot water lasts. If you learn to be quiet in time you might be saved some of the icy cold punishment to follow. Some.”
The slave whimpers, biting her lip until it bleeds as she struggles to contain herself.
“Now Master, as for you…”
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When a bright boy threatens to fail in school, a mother must go to extreme lengths to turn the tide
Chapter 1
This sounds like something out of a porn movie, but it really happened.
I’d stopped at the local Denny’s restaurant for dinner the other evening after work. I was just sitting there, reading the paper and drinking my iced tea, when a family walked in and took the booth next to me.
I glanced up — I’m kind of like a bird with a shiny object when it comes to reacting to movement in my field of visions — and wasn’t terribly excited by what I saw at first. In came mom, kind of dumpy, followed by a second adult woman. Then, a slightly chubby but still cute younger blond girl stepped through my field of vision.
Then, my eyes almost popped out of my head as in walked one of the most perfect teen bodies I’ve ever seen. Wearing a tiny pair of tan shorts — just loose enough yet tight enough to outline the shape of a potentially amazing ass without looking painted on — and a tan, spaghetti strap shirt, the slender brunette sauntered in. She paused as the blond slid into the booth ahead of her.
Trying not to stare too obviously, I found myself wondering if she was wearing panties. I could see the straps of her bra on her shoulders, but the waistband of her shorts began just below the top of the crack of that amazing, teenage ass and there wasn’t any indication of underwear showing. I remember thinking, if she was wearing panties, they must be extremely tiny.
The waiter came and got their order. Mom and the second, older woman got up to go to the john. Apparently, I hadn’t been as surreptitious with my viewing of the girls because, as soon as the adults were gone, she turned to me and smiled, showing braces on her teeth.
“Did you get a good enough look at my butt?” she asked, grinning.
My head about exploded as I started looking for ways to quickly exit the restaurant. I considered just jumping through the big, plate-glass window across from me, but her next words stopped me in mid-thought.
“I like being looked at,” she said, nodding toward the cell phone sitting beside me on the table. “Can you get messages on that?”
I nodded, still struck dumb by the unbelievable situation I was finding myself in.
“What’s the number?” she asked, pulling her cell phone out.
I told her, watching numbly as she entered it into her phone. She grinned again, pushed a few buttons, then watched for my reaction as my phone buzzed, indicating an incoming message.
I opened the phone with numb fingers, pushed the appropriate buttons and, soon, a photo message appeared on my screen. I triggered the download function and, there before me, was a small image of the girl sitting across from me, topless, with her hands covering just the nipples on her perfect teenage breasts.
I looked up at her, my eyes bugging out of my head, I’m sure, as the phone buzzed again. She’d moved across to the other side of the booth, which left her sitting right in front of me with her legs spread slightly. I realized, even as I downloaded the second photo she’d sent me, that my mental question about her wearing panties was being answered, and that answer was, ‘No.’
Her thighs split apart, allowing the leg opening of her shorts to open and me to see up her leg to a lightly furred, bare pussy. Either she was too young to have hair on her lips, or she shaved, because her labia were completely bare and glistening, even in the little bit of light that managed to creep past the leg opening of her shorts. She grinned and the younger blond almost laughed out loud as I just about dropped my phone into my drink.
“Check out that one,” she said. “Quick, before her mom and my aunt get back.”
I looked down at my phone, feeling my already-hardening cock shoot down the leg of my jeans as it reached full erection. It was again an image of her, this time with the younger blond also in the photo. Both were topless, with rock-hard nipples capping their young, firm tits.
At that point, as I looked up at her, I saw her eyes dart behind me. Realizing what that meant, I quickly closed the phone after hitting the “save images” button. Moments later, mom and auntie returned and the little brunette stood to let them slide back into their seats.
As she stood, she put her hands in the pockets of her shorts and pushed as if she was digging for something in the bottom of the pockets. What this did, though, was push the front of her shorts down until I had a clear vision of just the top of a tiny patch of pubic hair, slightly darker brown in shade than the hair on her head. Her tiny nipples popped on her perfect tits, poking through the material of her bra and shirt. I just about came in my jeans.
She sat down with her back toward me, the change in position of her shorts allowing me one final glimpse of the crack of her perfect teen ass. I figured the show was over, proceeding to eat my salad. When finished, I paid my check and headed home, thinking this young teen exhibitionist had left me with enough mental material — as well as a couple of actual images — to jerk off to for quite some time to come.
In fact, upon arriving home, that’s just what I did. I downloaded the images she’d sent me to my laptop computer and stroked my raging cock to a massive orgasm, cum coating my fingers, hand and arm as I shot, while gazing at the four teen tits on the screen.
The immediate pressure relieved, I began reading emails and finished up some paperwork I hadn’t had a chance to get to at work during the day. The little brunette vixen was still in the back of my mind as I concentrated on the boring statistics I was perusing. I finally finished up the paperwork and settled in for another boring night of television.
I was about halfway through some science fiction movie on the tube, not really thinking of anything, when there was a knock on my door. Looking through the peephole, my cock once again grew to full erection in seconds.
I was looking into the smiling face and braces-encased teeth of the little brunette from the restaurant.
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Charles Hunter took a last look at the white walls and empty rooms of his authentic 20th century five room ranch style replica. He stepped through the door and closed it quietly, but it echoed like a crash of doom. He was listening to that door close for the last time. His old life was over, a life which had once been so full, and so perfect, that he no longer wanted to live without it. Happy voices, love, and sharing, were all far behind him. They died when Delilah died. Irretrievable, unbearable, unforgettable.
So much of Delilah had filled the house. The house and the memories of her, were inseparable. So to end his misery he was now getting rid of his cherished house. Delilah deserved to be remembered, and she would be until his dying days, but he needed to endure his pointless life or end it.
With a shuddering sigh Charles turned and walked across the lawn to sit on the lush green grass, his grass. He had pampered that lawn for so long, so lovingly. Few people actually remembered how to grow things, it had taken him months of trial and error to coax his lawn into life. The water alone had cost him a fortune. It was the last remaining real lawn on the block. The others had gone to synthetic grass which grew once and froze at the perfect height, flexible and realistic forever even though they were clinically dead.
Charles stood and walked to the neighborhood com center. He plugged his card into the taxi call box and waited until it verified his transaction. Charles heard the hiss of an air propelled hover board approaching from the east end of the street. There were no real streets, of course, it was an old word which held little meaning in a flying society.
He watched a neighbor kid float up the plasticrete walkway. The small boy waved on the way by. Charles waved in return. He realized sadly that he didn’t know the boy’s name. Delilah would, she knew everyone.
Charles glanced back at his home and saw that the preassigned holographic “for sale” sign had already sprung up from the tiny projector planted in his lawn.
“You greedy bastards!” he hissed under his breath. The house was no longer his, it became their property the moment he stepped off the lawn. Oh well, that was the past, now he must look toward the future.
The high pitched whine of an air car drew his attention to the west. He looked up at the checkered taxi and waved. The taxi settled on the lawn, obliterating the holographic sign for a moment. The side swung up and Charles stepped in. He was alone in the craft, which wasn’t surprising. He didn’t expect a live driver, they only came with limos. The taxi lifted off the ground and the sign reappeared as Charles watched, with his hand on the window, as if saying goodbye to his old house.
“Where too?” the dashboard suddenly asked.
“Raybeam Tech.”
“Raybeam, huh? Very well, it’s your brain.
“Your voice sounds familiar, who is this?” Charles began showing some signs of life.
“Operator 487, out of Northeastern. Patrick Reque. I’ve driven for you before, I recognize your pin number. With several million addresses to remember, my job requires a photographic memory.”
“Got time to chat?”
“Sure, I only have two other cabs on line right now. What’s up?”
“Have you had many drops at Raybeam?”
“Me? Hell no. Most of their clientele are old timers, 21st century defrosts with no job skills and no rights. They go right from cryonics to the RERE building in black trucks. I’ve never seen a volunteer from the general populace.”
“Why should you object? It’s not too different from what you do.”
“Yeah it is, Pal, very different. For one thing I don’t go into a tank for years on end, I take this remote gear off and go home at night. For another,” the voice turned disgusted, “they don’t shove those tubes up my ass and down my throat. I take normal breaks, just like everybody else. It’s different, pal, believe me.”
“Yeah, I guess it is. But the benefits far outweigh the inconveniences.”
“If you say so. Say Charlie, there are a few openings here at Checkered, I could put a word in for you if you want.”
“No, but thanks. I want to escape, I’ve opted for remote exploration.”
“ReEx, huh? Ok, you’re here. But keep my offer in mind. Operating a plastic dolly on another planet won’t fix anything.”
“I will remember your offer and thanks again. Take an extra something off my account, I won’t be needing it for a few years.” “Well in that case, I will, thanks.”
Charles stepped out and looked at the mile-high building disappearing into the clouds overhead. He knew there would be a series of transmission dishes at the top of that tower, just beneath the lower reaches of space. The dishes had originally been used for teleportation stations. Teleportation had been a new 22nd century fad which ended only five years before. Half the world, including Charles and his new bride, had taken a trip in a teleporter, just to say they’d used one.
The technical aspects of teleportation had been a closely-guarded secret until one day a Terminalist, known as a hacker in the 20th century, who was also an electrical engineer, broke into the IB&C files and downloaded a secret set of teleporter schematics. He found that teleportation was based on the principle of destroying the original person at the point of origin and recreating an exact duplicate at the destination point. He passed the word that teleportation meant murder. Sure, a copy showed up at the destination point, but the original man or woman was destroyed by the beam. Since the electrical engineer recently took a ride in the teleporter, he had IB&C prosecuted for his own murder. Eventually, he won. The resulting uproar had put IB&C out of business and their shareholders in debt forever.
Raybeam Electronics and Robotic Exploration, or RERE, bought up much of IB&C’s prior assets and now owned this buildings, which had been IB&C’s main headquarters in Southeastern. Charles would soon be hooked into one of those dishes. He glanced wistfully at the departing taxi turning for a flight back to Northeastern. It was tempting. If it weren’t for Delilah…
He entered the huge building and stepped into the lift. The ride up took nearly 20 minutes. The doors opened onto a glass and stainless steel wonderland.
“Can I help you?” a real woman asked.
“I’m Charles O. Hunter, I called last week. I have an appointment with recruiting.”
That started a flood of activity. He was ushered into a higher office and set down in front of a remotely operated screen to fill out computer forms. The first form was a bond of secrecy, the second waived all rights to legal redress. The taxi job began to look better and better as he wadded through the pile of forms flickering on the holographic screen. After three hours the screen went blank and a young man came into the room to escort him out. In three more hours he was stripped and tubes and permanent electrodes were inserted all over his body. In two more hours his eyes were sealed shut and he was lowered into an oxygenated nutrient tank. The tank would be his new home for the next three years. He couldn’t wait, it had been a long day, he was exhausted. The started a countdown, just like the old Nasa films. Charles held his breath until they reached zero.
Charles opened his eyes and looked down at his dusty, silicone plastic body. It had been in storage for a long time, there was a coating of dirt on his muscular synthetic body which would need to be steam cleaned off while he was till numb. He stepped into the sterilizer and waited as his new body was cleansed, inside and out. In a moment the water and steam stopped and he stepped out to see the lightly tanned rubber skin gleaming and new in the pale blue sunlight. He glanced up at the window and saw the edge of a huge blue sun seething overhead. It was a frightening sight, one which would take a lot of getting used too.
Charles searched for appropriate clothing and saw a young woman stand up quickly and hurry from a glass enclosed office.
“Hi, who are you, I wasn’t expecting anybody?”
“Back on Earth, I’m Charles Hunter, a new man. Who are you?” “Eileen Baker. Welcome to the Atlantis project.”
“Thanks, I guess. Couldn’t RERE send me out a new body?”
“No need, these last for a thousand years or more. Your’s is barely two hundred years old and I just overhauled it myself. Besides, teleporting robots cost energy, and energy is money you know.”
“They teleport them?” Charles asked in surprise.
“Sure, that’s why they took over IB&C’s old equipment. Since the teleporters can’t be legally used on humans, they send out robots for remote operation. Didn’t they tell you anything?” “They had me in the tank in less than ten hours. All I know is that I’m supposed to report to the head of the Atlantis project, a Doctor Baker… you’re her,” he said belatedly, shaking her hand. “What are we doing out here anyway?”
“Energy collection and transmission. What’s your specialty?” “Computer programming and operation.”
“Not much use to us, I’m afraid, 21st century computers are so ancient that the principles aren’t even similar. I believe they were mechanical, weren’t they?”
“I’m not a defrost, I’m a volunteer. I’m from the 22nd century.”
“No shi… I mean, I’m happy to meet you. I’m a volunteer too. Until you came along I was the only one. Now I have somebody who I can relate too. Well, by all means, we can certainly use you. Right now I’m trying to puzzle through the alignment and conversion process, that should be right up your alley.”
“I can look,” Charles shrugged and followed her as she started for the front door.
Eileen stopped suddenly and held up her hand. “I have to warn you, Goliath can be very intimidating, prepare yourself for a shock.”
“I’ve seen part of it through the skylight.”
“Not even the same thing. Are you ready?”
“Sure,” Charles impatiently opened the door and was surprised to feel the knob in his hand as realistically as he could feel his own hand. His remote sensors were beginning to wake up.
“Hey, I can feel that.”
“Sure. Your body was desensitized while it was in storage, sometimes it takes a while to get your senses back. Can you smell and taste yet?” she asked as she stepped through the door.
“No not…” Charles stood in stunned silence and hunched his back against the huge mass filling the sky. The blue sun looked so close he felt he could reach out and touch it. He straightened slowly as he watched the solar flares sending tentacles out into space. Some reached for the planet, but never made it. He could see the black swirls on the sun and the swirling, boiling clouds of burning gas churning on the surface.
“I told you, scary isn’t it? Just remember, your body is not real, you can not be harmed here. If for some reason you are destroyed, you will simply wake up in the tank back on Earth.”
Charles nodded and tried to smile. He liked the look of Eileen in the bluish light which gave her a ghostly tint around her cheeks and hair. Her clothing had changed colors and the roundness of here chest was accented by the blue light and darker shadows which served to outline every luscious curve of her body. She had a small waist and a sexy, prominent ass. It was the kind of ass that men loved, and lusted after. Charles suddenly scoffed at himself, remembering that neither of them was real. As the taxi driver had said, they were plastic dollies.
“Your eyes have been slightly altered to make this bluish light seem more natural to you. A human eye would be nearly blind here, this is similar to the black lights popular in the 20th century.”
“What about sun burn?” Charles asked as he suddenly realized that he was still naked.
“Oh shit, I’m so sorry,” she looked down and giggled. “We’ll get you some clothes. It looks like your body is waking up in more ways than one.”
Charles glanced down and quickly covered himself.
“I didn’t know a robotic body could… respond like that.”
“Oh yeah, we have some very interesting recreation around here. It seems that once people step into a remotely operated body, they drop all inhibitions. They seem to feel that they actually aren’t doing anything, since nobody is really here. It’s a dream state thing. You know, anything goes in a dream.”
Charles nodded, still covering himself. He was very aware of the feeling of his hand on his cock. It was highly sensitive.
“Oh come on Charles, it’s not really your body, you know. Follow me, we’ll get those clothes.”
“It feels real enough to me,” he followed, still covering himself.
“If you want to see some really confused people, you should see the ones who can’t get a same-sex body. There are guys around here who I’d swear are in love with themselves. You were lucky, you got a male body.”
“I wouldn’t mind being a lesbian,” Charles said as he strode along behind her, watching the gentle sway of her ass.
“You and a hundred others. I never saw the attraction, myself. Lesbians don’t have 8 inches of meat between their legs.”
Charles groaned, grabbing himself as he followed.
Charles quickly fell into the routine of things. In the next week he met most of the other two hundred occupants of the Atlantis complex. Some he didn’t like, most were friendly, though a bit strange with their 21st century mentalities. He soon understood what Eileen meant about talking to somebody who understood what she was talking about. He repeatedly heard resentment over the reorganization of the United States, where all interior cities, roads, and private dwellings were destroyed to make room for farm lands. Eastern and Western were constructed and the new mega-complexes were built from one end of both coasts to the other. To Charles this and frequent references to the underground transit tubes were ancient history. The others talked of them as if they were happening now. Charles sought out Eileen most of the time. They got along well and Charles wondered what Eileen’s real body looked like back on Earth. Whenever he asked about it she changed the subject. But he was certainly attracted to her synthetic body. Still, his post-marriage guilt kept him celibate.
Once Charles senses truly awoke he thoroughly enjoyed the experience of remote exploration in more ways than one. There was a scent to the air at the Atlantis project which was thoroughly intoxicating and enjoyable. It was partially from the growing things on the unknown planet, but the trace elements in the air had much to do with it. He took the time to fly, swim, fish, and explore, usually with Eileen at his side. For the first time since Delilah’s death, he truly began go live again.
“Charles, drop that circuit board and follow me. It’s rec time.”
“Eileen, I’m right in the middle of something,” Charles said in exasperation.
“Fuck that. I’ll make it an order, if you like.”
“You would,” he mumbled, dropping the board with a force that made her cringe. “I’m all yours.”
“Yes you are. I have some good news, the zero gravity chamber is now up and working. It’s in Annex 12,” she pointed to the far end of the complex.
“Wonderful. I can lose my breakfast and never leave the ground.”
“You can lose your virginity and easily leave the ground,” she giggled.
“What?”
“We are going to have a space fuck, and this time I’ll not take no for an answer. Inside, mister,” she shoved him through the door. She tapped on the keypad just inside the door. “Access blocked” began flashing.
“It’s all ours,” she smiled.
“I told you, I used to be married,” he said, reaching for the door.
“And I’m telling you, your post-traumatic stress is caused by your sexual repression. It’s not healthy and I can’t allow it to continue. Fuck me, and that IS an order.”
“And if I don’t?”
“You will be discontinued before nightfall,” she said with finality.
“I’ll be what?”
“You will be turned off and eventually replaced.”
He watched as she began stripping before him. Despite his resolution, his cock grew hard almost immediately. He licked his lips and turned to reach for the door, but her reflection in the window looked even more provocative. He turned back, looking at Eileen as she reached down and dropped her panties around her ankles. Her pussy was not only beautiful, it was fully functional. He had checked the owners’s manual and read the schematics. All internal and sexual organs were based on organ replacement technology. Through the simple digestion of food, the synthetic body was fed every possible resource it could need, and it mimicked nature in every way, including touch, smell, and taste.
After some thought he began taking off his clothes.
Eileen stepped to the edge of the huge crystal circle in the middle of the floor and leaped. She sailed skyward with her arms and legs spread like a skydiver. Charles took three running steps and leaped up behind her. He sailed faster than her. He caught her around the waist as he began to pass. They spun wildly until air friction stopped them. Eileen giggled and squealed. She jerked out of his grasp and rolled end over end. Charles slid in behind her and placed his nose in the crack of her ass.
“Hey, that’s my ass, mister,” she pretended outrage as she looked down at him. He inhaled deeply, then flicked his tongue across her asshole. She squealed in delight.
With his arms tightly wrapped around her legs, holding them closed, he nuzzled and licked her asshole for a while, then centered his attention on her swollen, glistening pussy lips. He sniffed her small, perfect petals and moaned in appreciation.
“This is so fucking realistic,” he moaned, before placing his lips over her pussy and sucking lightly. His tongue plunged up inside her and explored liberally. The heat and flavor of her pussy was wonderful. It was the first pussy he had tasted since Delilah. Despite his guilt, he nearly came before he even fucked her. The experience was so erotic. He felt a growing heat in his loins. It was a long-forgotten experience.
“My God, this feels so good,” he whispered into her pussy.
“And wonderful for me,” she gasped. “Let’s try a 69,” she hissed in a whisper.
“Certainly,” he said, releasing her legs. She spun lazily and grabbed his hips. She pulled him closer, now facing his genitalia, as he faced her’s.
“Damn, I could really get to like this,” Eileen hissed. She felt her legs being spread. His mouth claimed her pussy, his tongue impaled her immediately. A myriad of sensations exploded in her loins. She shuddered, giving a hissing whine, before grabbing his cock with her hand. She stroked it just three times before she plunged forward and slid it’s entire length into her mouth and down her throat.
She sucked, with her nose being tickled by his pubic hairs. She smiled at his moan of pleasure. Bobbing slightly, she began stroking his hard cock with her mouth. She closed her eyes, savoring the first sexual experience she’d had in years. It was worth waiting for, Charles was very good and she was very experienced.
With every-growing moans, Charles felt his orgasm nearing. Her moist, eager mouth was milking his cock in every good way possible. Her hands kneaded his ass in a strong grip.
Eileen’s pussy had grown very hot and moist. She was extremely flavorful, although such things seemed impossible to a novice. The food ingested by each person, flavored the body as it would in a real person. Charles was coming to realize that the synthetic bodies could be more realistic than a natural body. The passion he was feeling exceeded even that he had know with Delilah. This could be due to the fact that he was now a perfect physical specimen.
“Oh shit,” Eileen gasped. “Oh yes, eat me,” she hissed before reclaiming his cock with her lips. She began humping her soft mound against his face. He tightened his spinster muscles to delay his orgasm. He wanted to cum at the same moment that she did. He did not want premature ejaculation to destroy the experience.
“Oh, oh God,” Eileen moaned around his cock. He knew he couldn’t wait much longer. Restraining his orgasm was causing him pain. He suddenly wondered if a synthetic cock could produce cum. The simple distraction was too much for him. He felt the heat building until he exploded. He felt his cock pumping hot cum into Eileen’s waiting lips. She sucked noisily, while her own pussy pelted his mouth. She suddenly shivered and screamed. Her screams came out in a gurgling cry, as his cock continued pumping cum into her mouth. She hurried to catch up, then rested with his now-flaccid cock wilting in her mouth, while her pussy went wild in his.
Charles sucked and tongued her pussy until she fell silent, grasping him for support. They were now floating just off the floor, rotating slowly in sympathy with the rotation of the planet.
Eileen kicked lightly, launching them toward the ceiling. As Charles rose with her, she slid down and recaptured his cock in her mouth, wrapping her arms around his meaty, lightly-haired legs. He gasped, arching his back as pleasure shot through his groin. Eileen was a natural sexual partner, retaining few inhibitions, and much sexual excitement. She was driven to pursue even more pleasure. Luckily, a synthetic body never grew tired.
Eileen drew back and checked her handiwork. The body Charles now inhabited was her favorite. It had a full 8 inches of penis between it’s legs. While empty she had stimulated the appropriate areas of the body to produce a hard cock she could ride at her leisure, and she had ridden it often. While uninhabited she had called the body Atlas because of it’s perfect physique. Now, with Charles inside, it was even more interesting.
“Now fuck me,” she moaned enticingly. She raised her legs and spun leisurely until her upraised feet framed his face. Her tempting ass now faced his cock, moist and ready. With a moan of yearning Charles thrust forward, entering her moist channel. She hissed as the huge piece of meat plunged up inside her. She rested her heels on his shoulders and bounced against him. Her sweet ass looked so beautiful from that angle. Her lightly tufted pussy was small and delicate. Her breasts were ample, at least an overfull C cup.
“Yes, Charles, fuck me good,” she whispered.
He looked up at her face and smiled. Holding her legs in a grasp of iron, he pumped away in her pussy like a machine. Thrust after thrust spread her delicate little pussy lips and impaled her slender body. Her pussy was swollen and stretched around his massive piece of flesh, a cock much larger than his own, but beginning to feel more like his own that his real cock felt.
Huffing in time with his thrusts, he sounded like a train pulling into the station. The moist impact of his hips against her ass was loud. The fervent motions were causing them to jerk and spin in the weightless environment. They didn’t care, built in safeguards prevented them from going beyond the range of the anti-gravity area and crashing to the ground. They simply had to concentrate on sex.
“Oh Charles, I’m going to cum,” she panted, her face screwed up in passion.
“Do it,” he whispered, feeling his own desire building toward a great orgasm.
“Oh God, I’m close,” she warned in a high pitched voice.
“Me too,” he groaned.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, ieeeee,” she shouted, stiffening beneath his attack on her tortured mound. He pelted away, hastening his own orgasm until he froze, grunting and jerking against her, with his massive cock fully inserted. They both closed their eyes and enjoyed the moment. Only then were they aware of the sound of pounding at the front door.
“Ooops,” Eileen giggled. “I guess others want to use this thing.”
“Fuck them, let’s go again,” Charles said with an evil laugh.
Before she could object, Charles was sucking on her breasts.
For the first year Charles worked on the programming to convert the teleportation beam into one which would carry massive bursts of energy back to Earth. Only short, highly concentrated bursts of energy could make the project profitable, and it was his job to experiment on the planet’s surface until the transmitter was perfected. Eileen and Charles were the brains of the project, and the Defrosts were the brawn. He was amazed at how tirelessly the robotic bodies could work under such harsh conditions. He seldom thought of his real body any more, for him Atlantis was reality and Earth was a distant memory. If Charles could have discarded his real body and lived out his life with Eileen at the Atlantis Project, he could have been truly happy.
On the momentous day that the transmission process first worked, Charles and Eileen held a little celebration in her bungalow. Since a massive solar flare was due to reach the vicinity of Atlantis during the next day they moved the celebration to the underground complex designed to shelter them from these frequent solar flares.
“I can’t believe you actually got it to work,” Eileen said quietly and snuggled closer to Charles’ body. He looked down and smiled, then gently stroked her long brown hair.
“It took a while, but it works, doesn’t it?”
“You were wonderful, Charles. You realize that we might be recalled now,” she looked up with a frown.
“Recalled?”
“Yeah, you know, back to Earth.”
“Earth. You know, I haven’t thought of Earth for a long time. I almost forgot that it exists. Where do you think they will send us next?”
“I don’t know. I’ll be put in charge of another project. They’ll probably use you at headquarters after this. You’re too valuable to go back in a tank.”
Charles sat up and frowned down at her. “You mean we will never work together again?”
“We go where they tell us to go. You waived all rights, remember?”
“Not me, I go with you or I’ll quit,” Charles jumped out of bed and went over to the recombinator. He ordered a cold beer and sat in the chair by the bed.
“Charles, half the people on this planet were sent here against their will. They don’t give you a choice, they turn you off and on like an old fashioned light bulb.”
“What if we got married?”
“They don’t allow marriages, Charles. Besides, if we were married they’d still send us where they want.”
“I could get you pregnant…” he realized what he was saying and stopped suddenly, looking down at his synthetic body. His mind had accepted the body as reality. He had been warned about such things in his short briefing.
“Charles, you always wanted to know what my body was like back on Earth. I think it’s time to come clean with you. I was born on July 6th, in the year 2150.”
“You said you weren’t a defrost,” Charles frowned down at her in annoyance.
“I’m not, Charles.”
“That would make you almost ninety,” he was horrified at the thought of such intimacies with… what? A three hundred year old robot with a ninety year old mind? He was confusing his projected environment with the real one again. He suddenly felt sick and confused.
“Charles, this has been a glorious second chance for me. I have been able to live like I did seventy years ago. Can you imagine what that meant to me? I wasn’t trying to hurt or deceive you. It just started out as fun, remember?”
“Yeah, I do now.”
“Don’t you have somebody back on Earth?”
“I did. She died a couple of years ago. Hell, I guess I did too when I used the teleporter. They tell me that we are just copies.”
“Most people from that time are… say, did she use the teleporter too? Your wife, I mean.”
“Sure, it was our honeymoon present from my father-in-law. We teleported to Paris for our honeymoon.”
“Do you remember the exact date?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
“I’m going to take a chance on you, I think I know you well enough to trust you by now. But we can’t talk out loud, they can monitor our conversation back on Earth. Come on,” she waved him towards the computer. She turned it on and the holographic screen and keyboard appeared. She typed quickly and turned the screen for him to see.”
“The records of every teleportation ever made are stored in the lower levels of the RERE building. Go through the records and find her. You can bring her back. YOU CAN MAKE ANOTHER COPY!
Charles gasped and sank to the chair, shaken and faint with the realization that there was a chance of bringing Delilah back. “Thank you, Eileen, I’ll find her if it takes the rest of my life,” Charles kissed her tenderly and they made love again.
The energy transmissions began. The system was fully automated, so there was no need to do more than monitor the results occasionally. This gave them more time to explore and enjoy themselves. In the weeks that followed they held parties for the defrosts, pursued their assorted hobbies, and began a project to further refine the compression of the electrical discharges. Charles, in his free time, began to probe IB&C records for any reference to his use of the teleporter. He was no Terminalist, but he was a good programmer and he began to make some headway against the safeguards in the system.
Eileen helped as much as she could. During one of their computer excursions through the IB&C records, Eileen suddenly brightened.
“You know, they have kept us here long past what was necessary. It’s entirely possible that they have another project in mind for us here. We may stay,” she said in excitement.
“Perhaps we can increase the odds by making ourselves more useful. I believe we can double the output of our transmissions with another year of work.”
“I’ll bring that up the next time I send a transmission to RERE. I’m sure they’ll approve it.”
Eileen was wrong. One moment Charles was running a maintenance check, monitoring the energy transmissions on a hundred dials and meters, the next he was standing on a small hill overlooking an endless grassy plain.
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This is a story about an online Bondage slave to a Lesbian mistress. Earlier in the story(which unfortunatley i am not allowed to include) The Mistress broke me the slave into dirty fucking in the early evening and despite her insatiable hunger for sex (god i love that about her)as she went to sleep i was told to think of the most depraved things and do them till i could no longer continue . After completing it i am to Publish this on XNXX. I call this piece i hope you everyone enjoys it. Feel free to email your comments to [email protected] I am 5 feet tall i 83 pounds im skinny i have sorta poochy cheeks that give me an innocent/naieve look, im 26% indian 25% german 23% irish and several other nationalities make up the last 26% my hair is auburn with deep and lighter reddish brown tones my bust size is 32c and my dress size is 4. i often use large fruit such as bannanas,cuccumbers, sweet corn and bottles my favorite object to use is i Condom and the Road Cone in the Corner of my room *i put a rod inside of it to stiffen it up just right* to get me my hobbies are MMORPG’s *massively multiplayer online games* Fucking,Fucking,and More Fucking (if its a good week ive been laid at least 12 times in 7 days*Sighs happily* or i get a stupendous week and am fucked at least 30 times in 7 days… it probably still wouldnt be enough =D. i am in a Deep online relationship with a Mistress i plan on staying with for the rest of my life (and hopefully move into the next step of our online relationship (i.e. me moving to her and becoming her at home slave =D *crosses fingers* next year!!) *Fucking wow the sex is SPECTACULARIFIC STUPENDOUS UNFUCKING BELEIVABLE ORGASMS SEVERAL REPEATED ORGASMS!!!* i have 2 dildos one rather large anal plug that hurts to go in (i wear it on hot days) it has a vibrator and a control that is attached by a cord i cut a hole into my pocket and slip it through or i use a garter belt if i am wearing a mini skirt. I am Deeply Deeply Submissive in nature. Very playful and loving. at times been accused of being evil and angelic (usually within a five minute period ^-^ ). I am Permanently horny even during PMS *another reason why my mistress is so awesome *sigh* shes horny 24/7 too) i love cuddling sitting on my mistresses lap and laying my head on her shoulder for a nap and I LOVE LESBIAN BONDAGE! i am a Submissive lesbian and my mistress is a dominant lesbian she is very beutiful i cannot say much about her except that she is absolutely wonderful to me (i still get punished for doing bad stuff) but i still love her with all my heart and pledge my Mind Body and Soul completely to her. I Am Her Slave Gladly. if you have any comments or would like to speak with me via MSN Messenger send me an email with your MSN Messenger Address (if wanting to contact Thru MSN Messenger) and i will get back to you promptly (also leave times you will be available online for chat =P ) or just send me an email if you have any comments about what i did tonight. And if all goes well and everyone likes the story perhaps you may hear somemore Real stories from my sex life and perhaps some of my… Sicker fantasies *giggles*. ^-^
P.s. Omg i am so sore and i really hope my mistress will love this *evil grin* cause im not gonna be able to walk right for at least 2 weeks!!!
P.p.s. i will not cheat on my mistress as i said in the above statement i am her Property and Hers Alone And will Remain that Way. *blows a kiss to all the people out there* I hope you like it!!!!
P.p.p.s: I’m Also Irrasistabbaly Caaaauuuttttee!!!! *giggles* *innocent look as she points to the halo above her head*^-^
Playing For Mistress!!!
Slave says:
i just brought in a cucumber into my room its at least a foot long im sucking and deepthroating it with your cumm in my mouth lathering it and sucking on it lovingly
Slave says:
im sucking on the other end now mistress it makes me so horny having your dirty cumm in my mouth dripping off my hair and rubbed into every pore on my body *
Slave says:
im gonna fuck myself with the cucumber mistress im gonna shove it in immedietly im not going to ease it in im gonna fuck your Dirty Slut Pet’s pussy raw then im going to push it all the way in my ass and fuck myself till i cumm dirty all over me and into the bucket
Slave says:
*i have it against my pussy lips mistress its only a half inch in and its so huge already
Slave says:
*shoves it in hard arching her back gasping and panting in pain* ommmggg it feels so good inside mistress im imagining its your hand on the cucumber mistress
Slave says:
*pushes it in hard and fast twisting it fucking your sluts pussy Raw for you* ommmmggg!!! it hurts so much but its wonderful its so big im taking all ove it in im only holding onto the very edge and forcing my had hard into my cunt its slapping so hard mistress it hurts but its wonderful its so big
Slave says:
omggg mistress im so close i have the bucket right here im only in my collar with my tag on it im your property mistress my purpose it to make you happy
Slave says:
*pulls the cucumber out her ass gasping and shoves into her ass screaming in pain and pleasure*
Slave says:
im cummmmmmmminnnng mistress im cummmminnng dirty my piss mixing in with my cum dripping down my legs splashing in the bucket and all down my inner thighs it feels so wonder full mistress*
Slave says:
i have plastic all over the floor mistress there are big puddles im handstanding with my shoulders flat and my knees are on the ground holding me stready my face exstatic with pleasure* im putting 2 rulers into my pussy pushing them in as deep as i can without losing them the cucumber is deep inside my ass only half an inch is out im imagining my dirty cumm is yours mistress
Slave says:
Pushes the rulers wide against my thighs spreading it so badly it hurts *i shove a ball inside a racket ball and pull the cucumber out forcing it deep inside me spreading me wide all the way inside*
Slave says:
*pulls the cucumber out forcing it into my ass whimpering and pouting in pain and pleasure*
Slave says:
*picks up the bucket holding the piss and cumm* im gonna poor it inside me now mistress i want your cumm all the way deep inside me *poors the cumm feeling it splash over my ass and pussy drenching my tits and hair i arch my neck to suck on my dripping wet nipples
Slave says:
pushing your last dirty cumm all over my nipples rubbing it into every pore of my body oh god it feels so good mistress i love rubbing your dirty cumm all over my body
Slave says:
*pulls out the 2 rulers out of my pussy making sure to keep the ball inside so her mistress cumm will stay there* omg mistress i have so much of your dirty cumm inside my pussy its so fucking hot mistress i want to cumm so hard
Slave says:
*swirls the 2 cups of piss and cumm in the buck it around sniffing it and loving the smell* imstranding up now mistress im gonna poor it all over my face im gonna hold my mouth open i saved some of this dirty cumm and your last dirty cumm in the glass next to me im gonna swallow all of the dirty cumm that falls into my mouth mistress *Throws her head back*
Slave says:
*Pours the piss and cumm on her face moving up from her chin slowly lingering over her mouth to drink half of it i close my eyes still savorying your flavory i poor it up past my nose and soak my hair in it
Slave says:
*gasps reaching for the cup of cumm i hold it in my mouth swishing it around and gagging loving the taste as i gargle it* im holding your cumm in my mouth now mistress im going to slowly drink it drop by drop as i hold my pussy shut with your piss and cumm inside and forcefucking my ass with this giant cucumber when im done mistress im gonna gather up all the cumm
Slave says:
im gonna poor it onto the plastic and lay int it licking it up inch by inch
Slave says:
ive drank so much water mistress i have to pee already im starting to cramp but i want to cumm dirty for you mistress
Slave says:
*pulls out a second Longer, Wider and Knobbier cuccumber and lays it on the ground*
Slave says:
*I slowly let the Filthy cumm inside my pussy drain down my crack over the tip of the cuccumber in my ass and back into the bucket
Slave says:
*gingerly spits out her mistresses cumm into the cup careful to save every single drop
Slave says:
*forces my arm into my pussy whimpering in pain i force it all the way in up to my elbow and grip the ball making my fist twice as big i pull my fist out forcefully whimpering in pain at with every little inch of my pussy
Slave says:
* holds the dripping wet racket ball in my left hand i lift up the bucket stopping to wiff the sweet fragrance of you Filth *i tilt my head back gagging as i swallow every drop of your sick Filthy cumm
Slave says:
i pick up the glass and gingerly slips just i tiny capful of the last swallow into the big 60 ounce cup im using to hold your cumm
Slave says:
*still holding the racket ball in my left hand i pick up the second larger cucumber and forcefully gag fuck deep into my throat trying to swallow it to get it even deeper inside as i gag horrendously
Slave says:
*turn the cuccumber around to its widest end 3 and 34 of an inch wide!!*im gonna suck every inch of this cuccumber fuck stick for you mistress*Shoves it Hard down my throat gagging and throwing up but unable to spit my vomit because the cucumber forces it back down inside *
Slave says:
*FORCE IT DOWN HARD INTO MY THROAT STRETCHING IT WIDE AND FORCING ME TO SWALLOW A PORTION OF IT*
Slave says:
*gags and retches onto the floor after finally pullint it out*
Slave says:
*presses the wide end against your Filthy Sluts Cunt on my feet arching at an angle with my thighs against my i push the wide end in just to the beginng of 2 and a half inches i brace the cucumber behind me arching my back further*
Slave says:
*i lean back jamming the cucumbers 15 inchs all the way up into my pussy and screams at the top of her longs several times and moans and cries kneeling up over the bucket to cumm dirty unable to move the cucumber at all*
Slave says:
omg mistress my pussy is stretches so tight i cant get it out mistress im gonna cumm!!!! im gonna cumm dirty around this giant Fuck Fruit *slamming the cuccumber in my ass in and out* im gonna cumm!!! i can feeel my pussy tightening even move im gonna cumm!!!1
Slave says:
CCCCCCCCU;;;;mggggggggggggggggggg aaaaaaaa
Slave says:
hhhhrrrrrdddddddddddd@!!!! heerrrrrddd *sprrways into the bucket and everywhere as i spasming wildy*
Slave says:
*forces the dripping wet racket ball into my mouth and shoves my fist in after it forcing it past my toungue and gags on It And the Filthy cumm forces against my throat* CUUJUMMMMMHHHGGGGGGGGGGG
Slave says:
omggggg they hurt so much oh god it feels good *whips her hand around and slaps her ass Soaking wet with filth hard enough to bruise*
Slave says:
Cummmmmmmmmmmiiiinggggggggggggggggggggg
Slave says:
*Slaps her other cheek even harder wanting to wimper in pain but cannot through the gagging*
Slave says:
ooohhh goddd im cumming everywhere!!!
Slave says:
*gags grabbing the giant cuccumber and forces it downward trying to swallow but unable too*
Slave says:
*forces the cuccumber hard inside screaming through the gags and cumming even harder*
Slave says:
*gasps spitting the ball out filthy cumm pooling in her cheeks and on her tongue
Slave says:
*eases the giant cucumber out first and slowly eases the smaller anal one out as well
Slave says:
*takes a cold steel pipe 8 inches long and 1 and 12 inchs in diameter and ever so slowly eases it in
Slave says:
*Poors the bucket of piss into a large rubber bag containing half a gallon of piss* lifts the rubber bag high and hooks it upwards* *holds tightly to the metal pipe forceing it towards my clit*
Slave says:
*pics up a enima attachment and connects it to the bag *leans my head back arching my chest forward and my hips back i slide the enima tube down my throat swalling it and fucking my throat with it getting it wet with cumm and drool from the gags*
Slave says:
*pushes the enema tube into my pussy shoving it all the way inside i turn it on forcing all your Dirty Cumm inside of me
Slave says:
*stops at the end only a few cups left pulls the enima out of her pussy and sucks a cup of warm juicy pisscumm straight from the tube and filles the 60 cum cup to the top with the last of it*
Slave says:
*begins to lick the floor slowly licking and wiping up piss*
Slave says:
*puts the cumm cup in a safe place and rolls all the plastic up*
Slave says:
picks up the giant cup of cumm and slowly sucks every drop through a straw slurping even the last little bit on the bottom of the cup.
Slave says: *lays down fresh plastic on her bed and lays down on it rolling a second sheet of fresh plastic over me to protect the blankets i place the blankets carefull not to get any cumm on them and slowly drifts off to sleep dreaming of her Mistress commiting Filthy acts on me*
Thats all!!! email me your comments to see how i did! or if you have some questions leave youre msn messenger address and times your online and can chat! Take care everyone.
P.s. This is for my mistress who will read this in the morning. I love you Mistress. and i Hope you love the story and are pleased ^-^ *kisses her mistress lovingly pressing my breasts to yours and carresses your ass*
P.P.S. *Blows a kiss to everyone* i sincerly hooe everyone loves it!!! even the guys are welcome to come chat with me even tho im a lesbian Take care all! and i Hope you all have Spectacular Sex!!!!!!
Yours Truly
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This is NOT my story, i saw someone was posting this without giving credits to the original author so i decided to post it myself with the authors name and where it is from. This story was written by TheTrioMakesMeHot on RestrictedSection.org
