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Wife’s friends and a red head

This story began about six months ago while my wife and I were attending her best friends stag & doe. We had left our children at home with her parents and drove 2hrs northwest of our place to Stratford. When we arrived in town we went to Jessica’s house (wifes friend) since we were hours early for the party. The pre-party we’ll call it was pretty uneventful. It was basically a bunch of women sitting around talking about college and how much fun it was. The groom-to-be (Bob) and I were the only guys and he was running around getting things ready so I was basically on my own.
Everyone decided to head over to the hall to help with final set up since there really wasn’t much else to do. All the girls went off and left me on my own to basically walk around and check out the draw prizes, etc. After about 5 minutes of this an absolutely beautiful redhead walks through the front door. Skinny jeans, 3inch heels, tight blouse containing her massive boobs (D’s are my guess). She makes the rounds saying hello to everyone she knows.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of her perfect 10 ass as she moved around the room. Eventually I struck up a conversation with the bride-to-be and discovered it was her sister. She then carried on with her set up. Then to my surprise the red head came over and introduced herself “Hi! I don’t believe we have met before my name is Elisa” “m-m-my name is Tim” I was already tripping over my words and incredibly embarrassed. We made small talk and she asked how I knew the bride or groom. I said well my wife over there, as I pointed across the room, she went to college with your sister, I said. “Well it’s a pleasure to meet you she said, I hope to see you on the dance floor later” and she walked away.
I really didn’t think much of it, but all of my girls noticed the conversation and immediately rushed over. “You know she’s a lesbian right” “Shes out of your league” my wife and her friends joked with me. “We were just talking, relax ladies” I replied.
Later that night
I walked over to the bar to grab another beer when I felt a hand on my lower back. “hey, forget about me?” I turned around to see Elisa standing there. “Hi” I replied. We chatted a bit about this and that and then she dropped the question “want to go outside? Its getting pretty hot in here?” At this point in the night her blouse has opened a bit towards the top.
I look around and see if my wife or her friends are watching and then slip outside to continue my conversation with Elisa.
Elisa: I’m going to be up front. I’m the type of girl who shes something she wants and goes after it. I think you are very cute and I would really like to dance with you.
Tim: uh-uh well I don’t really think that’s going to fly. I won’t dance with my wife so I don’t think I’ll be dancing with you either. Its just not my thing.
Elisa: Worried that you’ll like it?
Tim: I was told you had a girlfriend?
Elisa: No, I have a friend, who is a girl, that I fool around with, which means I am available. Why? Did you like what you see?
Tim: Yes, you are very attractive, but my wife is right inside that door and you are her best friends sister.
Elisa: So what. We are both adults. We can make adult decisions can’t we?
At this point our bodies are almost touching. I decide that I couldn’t hold out and I need to touch her but before I could step forward the door opens and a couple of people come outside for cigarettes.
Elisa: Listen, you give what we talked about some thought, I’m going to grab another drink and dance. Maybe I’ll see you on the dance floor
And with that she disappeared through the door and into the hall. After taking a minute to compose myself I headed back in.
As the night went on we had a few more casual encounters and chit chatted and got to learn a bit more about one another. The more we chatted the more my wife and her friends became suspicious and would go out of their way to make sure I didn’t get to talk to Elisa.
At one point while the girls danced my wife’s friend Shannon was left to babysit me. I’ve always been slightly attracted to Shannon. She is a big girl, BIG ass, BIG thighs, a belly and big boobs… not the typical girl I would like but when we were all in college Shannon and I lived in the same house and learned through 6 months of living together that she is an animal in the bedroom and very vocal. No we didn’t fool around, our rooms were next to each other!
As Shannon and I chatted she mentioned that she thought Elisa was hot. She’d never been with a women but she thought she was hot. I mentioned that I thought she was hot too but I wouldn’t betray my wife. “We’re all adults with needs” she blurted out. I then inquired about her situation, and she told me all about her baby’s daddy and the issues they were having.
Shortly after my conversation ended with Shannon the music shut down and the lights came on. It apparently was 2am. Last call. So I grabbed two more beers and went and sat in the corner while people left and others cleaned up.
When it was time to leave I couldn’t find my wife. Does anyone know where she is? Shannon then mentioned that her and Jess and a few other girls took off to head home but they didn’t have room in their care for Shannon and I. As fate would have it the only person left we knew was Elisa.
Tim: Hey Elisa, how are you getting home? Shannon and I don’t really have a ride do you want to share a cab?
Elisa: My parents are driving me back to Jessica’s house, why don’t you guys come with us.
So Shannon and I hustled outside and jumped into the car. It was a tiny little thing, Chevy Aveo, I believe. I sat in the middle and Shannon and Elisa flanked me on either side. We were all talking when Elisa put her hand on my thigh and started rubbing my leg. I got a booner instantly. A little later in the drive we turned a corner and Shannon came into me with the force of the turn. She put her hand down to brace her self and accidently put it on my rock hard cock. Startled she pulled her hand off and we quickly looked at each other then looked away.
Shannon leaned in and whispered in my ear “sorry, I didn’t mean to grab you there” “its ok, I said. It happens” I was completely embarrassed that my wife’s friend had discovered I had a hard on sitting next to her.
I really didn’t have much time to stew on it because Elisa was moving her hand closer and closer to my cock. I leaned over to her “easy tiger, there are other people in here and if you keep going, its not going to look good when its time to get out”
In hindsight that was probably the worst thing I could’ve said to her because with that her hand was on my pants rubbing my now dripping cock. I put my head back and just tried not to cum right then and there in my pants.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see Shannon glancing down at my crotch. Oh crap I thought, she can see Elisa’s hand! Shannon leaned in, so close that when she spoke her lips grazed my ear “I know what you’re up to” She whispered. I got goosebumps. “its ok, your secret is safe with me” I leaned into her ear, getting as close as I possibly could “thank you” I said. As I spoke Shannon moved her ear closer, putting it right on my lips.
It was pretty silent for the next few minutes. I was completely wound up with both both girls having touched my cock I decided to be bold. I placed a hand on each girls thigh. Shannon to my left, Elisa to my right. I slowly stroked their thighs. Shannon leaned over and put her head on my shoulder allowing her to use her left hand to rub my stomach underneath my shirt. A minute or two later Elisa put her head on my other shoulder and started rubbing my stomach as well. That is when their hands met. They froze for a moment. Then Elisa took her hand and started caressing Shannon’s hand. We all just sat still for the next few minutes until we arrived at Jessica’s house. As I slowly got out of the car I was incredibly thankful that my hard on had gone down a bit as my wife and her friends were outside having a drink and smoke. Everyone chatted a bit and discussed sleeping arrangements. Since Jessica’s husband-to-be has three children, all of the spare rooms are single beds. Jessica had also set up a queen air mattress in the living room. Jess and Bob were obviously taking their own bedroom. I assumed my wife and I would take the queen and the others would sort out which kids room they would sleep in (the kids were with their grandparents). I went to the washroom and cleaned up and got ready for bed, still pretty drunk, I mused to myself that it would be hot to sneak into Elisa’s room and fool around more once my wife fell asleep.
When I came out of the washroom I discovered my wife and her friend Vanessa were in the queen air mattress. “Sorry hunny” my wife said “Nessa and I haven’t seen each other in ages so were going to sleep her and catch up” “Whatever, no big deal” I said.
Which room am I in? I asked. Jessica then said that Rebecca had already gone to bed in one room, Elisa in the other so Shannon and I would have to sleep in the last bedroom because it has bunk beds.
“Really, I have to sleep with Shannon? What if she tries to take advantage of me?” I said jokingly. “I would never dream of touching you. Gross” Shannon shot back, while all the girls laughed.
I said my goodnights to everyone and headed up the stairs. I climbed into the bottom bunk and tried to sleep.
Now I should preface this part with a description of the upstairs of this house. Two of the bedrooms are at the end of the hall. With a spot to look down on the foyer. Beyond that is a computer nook, but its like a balcony and it connects the two rooms.
I had no idea what room Elisa took. After about 30minutes Shannon came to bed. She never turned on the light, but I when she opened the bedroom door the hall light silhouetted her body. I watched as she took off her clothes and put on her PJ’s, which consisted of shorts and a tank top.
She then closed the door making the room pitch black and felt her way over to the bed. I guess she assumed that I took the top bunk cause she slid right in next to me. When our bodies touched it was electric. I thought she would jump up and that would be the end of it. She slid closer placing her hands on me.
Shannon: What are you doing on my bunk?
Tim: You mean my bunk. I was here first.
Shannon: Well I guess we’re sleeping together then and she rolled over putting her back to me.
I slid up against her and put my arms around her, feeling her belly with my hands. I could hear her breathing change. I moved my hands down and under her top and back up, this time I went straight for her breasts. Her nipples were rock hard and boy were they big. Shannon let out a little moan and then rolled on to her back. I leaned in and kissed her. She kissed back immediately shoving her tongue into my mouth. I met it with mine.
I’ve never had an aggressive kisser, but Shannon definitely is one of them. She rolled over again, this time facing me as we kept kissing and exploring each others bodies with our hands.
Suddenly the door opened and we both froze. Fuck me we are screwed I thought. I thought for sure it was my wife. I looked at the door and saw nothing. Then I looked to the other end of the room and noticed it was the door to the balcony/computer nook that had opened.
We lay there frozen. Who could it be? Was it Rebecca? Was it Elisa? Shannon slowly shifted onto her back while I moved as far away as possible towards the wall.
I felt the sheets lift a bit. I looked over. Shannon quietly said “Well hello there”
I leaned over and whispered in here ear “who are you talking to?” Shannon moaned again and then guided my head under the covers where I bumped into another head. “there you are cutie” It was Elisa (Thank god). “Looks like I’ve gotten myself into pleasing the wrong person” She said. Then we kissed. It was electric. So passionate. Slow with lots of tongue. We kissed for what seemed like an eternity then the covers lifted off.
Shannon: I’m not a pillow Shannon directed
Sorry we both replied.
I started kissing Shannon’s stomach while Elisa kissed her thick beautiful thighs. Our kisses me just above Shannons pussy. It smelt terrific, I could tell she was super wet. Elisa grabbed my head and forced it into Shannon’s pussy. I started licking. Her pussy was delicious, so incredibly wet. She was completely shaved, which I liked. Elisa joined me licking the pussy again.
As we took turns licking Shannon I could tell she was having trouble keeping quiet. She was moaning and squealing and bucking. I got up and laid on my back and whispered “Shannon, get up on your knees and sit on my face.
She obliged. I thought I was going to suffocate. Her legs were so thick and squeezing my head, plus her belly was there. I had nowhere to go but into her soaking wet pussy. I started going to town. I couldn’t figure out why she was so quiet. I stopped and I could hear Elisa and Shannon kissing. I thought to myself “Whatever keeps this girl quiet” and continued.
After about five minutes I could feel her legs tightening on my head. She was pushing down more then ever. Suddenly she started bouncing on my face and then it hit me. Warm, wetness. She pushed down almost smothering me as she came all over my face.
Shannon collapsed next to me and started to kiss my cheeks, tasting her pussy juices. Elisa then jumped up and nudged Shannon out of the way. “Its my turn. I saw what you did to her. Do it to me!” as she lowed her pussy on to my face.
This one was different. She had hair, and what seemed like a fair bit of it. No matter, I was enjoying it. She was so wet and responsive to my tongue. After two or three minutes Elisa jumped off and mounted Shannon. Elisa is a bit shorter then Shannon so she could only kiss Shannon’s belly while Shannon ate her pussy.
“Get behind me” Elisa instructed. So I got up and positioned myself behind her thinking I was going to get to fuck her. “Lick my ass”… huh? I thought. “Do it, lick my ass”
I wasn’t going to, but I thought this could ruin my night if I don’t, so I dropped to my belly and spread her ass cheeks. Elisa has a 10 booty, In my opinion. It didn’t take long before I was completely into it. I even worked up the courage to gently probe her hole. She was going crazy. Moaning and bucking like crazy. Then they both went limp. Shannon started to laugh/cough. Elisa hoped up and laid next to me. Shannon then laid on the other side. She leaned in, kissed me and pushed some liquid into my mouth. “Taste her” she said as she pulled away.
After that it was probably a matter of minutes before we were all fast asleep. I didn’t even cum… but I sure as hell didn’t care.

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Wardrobe for sale. Wife not included.

This is the first story I’ve posted here. I wrote it about one of my favourite themes: my wife with another man. It’s not perfect, but I was keen to write a whole story from start to finish, rather than getting bored of a story midway through due to a misguided sense of perfectionism.

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My Mom and my Sis are my Sex Slaves Part 1

David has captured and trained his Mother Kendra, and his Sister Kayleigh, into becoming his obedient sex slaves. Now he strategically moves towards the next phase of his plan to build the life he always fantasized about.

Fantasy

The Anonymous & The Curious ch1

“Hello? Is anyone home?” My daughter, Lindsay, had been talking to me about her upcoming party, but mind had drifted. She was a junior in college, but her best friend Kristy was a senior this year and would be graduating. They were making as many excuses as they could to hang out with each other as they could

Fantasy

Movie Surprise

For the critics: This story is not for you, so if you have nothing to say that will help me write better then shut the fuck up. To my loyal fans, sorry about the long wait. I’ll have number six of my Best Friend’s Sister series up as soon as I can get my hard drive working again.

Fantasy

Alyssa, Alyssa, Oh my Alyssa!

Chapter 1
I never asked for this!
Christ, I was Philosophy major in undergrad. I only got my teaching certification because it occurred to me one night, what the fuck was I suppose to do with feeble philosophy degree. I had no idea they would put me in this position, I thought perhaps I would supervise over a study hall or teach me other bullshit class. I never imagined they would think I had the qualifications for this, and with a degree in slacking and bending the rules, what else would you expect?
This shit all started April 28th. The day before I received a phone call from the headmaster of the local Catholic school; I applied months ago and had thought they had forgotten about me. He explained how one of their teachers had experienced a heart attack the previous night and decided teaching was too much of a strain on her heart. After apologizing for the short notice he practically begged me to take the position. Looking back, I cannot remember if he even mentioned the permanency of the job. Any way, I accepted; after all, this had been my first job offer since I had completed graduate school.
So here I was, dressed in the professional clothes my mother had bought me for ‘special occasions’, freaking out about my first day as an actual fucking teacher, a real fucking kindergarten teacher.
Chapter 2
I noticed her right away.
She stuck out from the rest. She had platinum blonde hair, curly, down to the middle of her back. The most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen, it looked as if lightening had illuminated them and turn the blue iris a shocking electric color. Her rosy cheeks made her eyes pop even more. She was the shortest one in the class, and extremely petit, and wore pink plaid overalls and a plain white tee-shirt, with little white lace socks poking out over her white tennis shoes. She looked exactly like the baby pictures of my college sweetheart, Emily.
The headmaster led the way to the front of the class.
“Could you introduce yourself to the class please”, he said.
“Uh, yeah sure, no problem”, I awkwardly replied. “My name is Matt. Umm, Matt Brill”.
“Class this is Mr. Brill, he is going to fill in for Mrs. Testa. I hope you show him how well behaved you all are”, the headmaster addressed the children. He turned to me, “Well, the lesson plans are in the folder on the desk, good luck”. He exited quickly.
So there I was, standing in front of 15 five and six year olds, not knowing what the hell to do. Thank god the rest of the day went by without a single problem, well except one child wet their pants, one spilled glue all over himself, and one threw up all over the floor. I couldn’t wait for the end of the day, and when it finally came, it came with a surprise. The little girl who was an exact replica of Emily, whose name I later discovered was Alyssa, said “Are you coming back tomorrow?”
When I assured her I was she gave me a hug before she ran to her bus. What happened next I never expected.
The top of Alyssa’s head had placed a slight but arousing pressure on my cock. I tried my hardest to hide my shockingly large hard on as I awkwardly rushed back to the classroom.
As I returned to my apartment that evening I couldn’t get the resemblance between Alyssa and Emily out of my head. Unfortunately, this coincidence brought back memories of walking in on girlfriend of four years fucking three members of the football team. I watched horrified as three tall, buff, huge dicked men fucked my Emily; one guy railing her hard in the ass, another vigorously fucking her pussy, and the last with his massive dick in her mouth. When she finally saw me there was nothing she could do to stop me from walking out of her dorm room and her life.
I took a sleeping pill in hopes of stopping the memories. As I drifted off I started to dream of Emily. She was beautiful and young, just as I had seen her in her childhood pictures. I ran up to her and hugged her. I began to tell her how much I had missed her and how I forgave her for everything, when she started to kiss me. Her kisses were soft at first; they slowly began to grow with the passion both our bodies were trying desperately to hold back.
I held her body as close as possible as I whispered in her ear, “Emily let me fuck you the way those three football players did, it is the only way I can get over it”.
When she looked back up at me I realized something, this wasn’t Emily, it was Alyssa.
I woke myself immediately. I was horrified, I was dreaming of Alyssa. I was dreaming of a fucking five year old girl. I had asked a fucking five year old to let me rail them. Disgusted with myself I rolled over only to find that the alarm clock said five am. My alarm was going to go off in fifteen minuets and I would have to look at the little girl that I had dreamed of, for eight hours. I decided to get up and take a shower. Maybe cold water would help eliminate the sexual urges that were racing through my body. To my horror, the fantasy didn’t stop when I woke up. Throughout the shower I caught my mind drifting on to what would have happened had Alyssa agreed. I noticed that every time I thought of shoving my dick into Alyssa my mind associated it with revenge towards Emily. This only horrified me more, how could raping a five year old possibly heal my heart. I got out of the shower, dried off and got ready for the day. As I drove to school that day my thoughts continued to fantasize about fucking Alyssa and the joy that I would get from due to her resemblance of Emily. My mind had made a decision. I was going to have Alyssa; I was going to have her no matter what it took. That was the only way I was ever going to get rid of these urges and my heart break. Chapter 3
The children began to shuffle into the classroom only minuets after I arrived. As Alyssa entered the class I had to hold myself from not grabbing her, locking ourselves in the class bathroom and ripping open her sweet pussy with my cock. Roughly I managed to make it through most of the day. Recess couldn’t come soon enough. The kids ran outside as fast as their little feet could carry them and I got to take a much needed breather. After about twenty-five minuets I heard feet headed towards the door, I raised my head off my desk to see who was disturbing my peace. The playground monitor walked in with Alyssa in tow.
“She needs to go to the bathroom and since there are only five minuets of recess left I figured I might as well bring her back her to go to the bathroom”, after saying this she left me to take care of Alyssa.
I stared at Alyssa dumbfounded.
“The bathroom is right there”, I pointed idiotically.
Alyssa just stared at me.
“You can go in you know”, I encouraged.
“I can’t reach the toilet”, she replied in a hushed and embarrassed tone.
I tried to fight my mind, “Take her now”, my subconscious screamed.
“Do you need help?”
Alyssa nodded her perfect little head.
As we walked into the bathroom Alyssa pulled down her elastic-band jeans, then her underwear. She then pulled her shirt up, adorably thinking she might pee on it. I could now see everything I had been dreaming of last night. Alyssa’s porcelain white skin was beautiful and looked amazingly soft. Her breast her merely little nipples and she had one little freckle on the top of her left areola. My cock’s response told me there was no turning back. My eyes continued down ward. Her hairless mound was incredible. I had never seen anything so appealing. My dick became hard as a rock. Alyssa turned around to lift the toilet lid. My eyes bulged at the sight of her perfect little ass. It could have fit in the palm of my hands and my cock urged to separate those cheeks and force its way in. Alyssa turned around and waited for me to lift her on to the toilet; I did as I could tell she was expecting me to do. My mind raced with all the things I wished to do to this innocent little girl. The idea that she was off limits and I could be caught at any moment only made me want her even more. I checked my watch, damn I only had three minuets before the rest of the class was expected to return from recess and there was no way I wouldn’t get caught if I proceeded now.
My thoughts had carried me far away from that bathroom. I was lost in a daydream when I felt a pull on my pant leg.
“Can you wipe me now?”, Alyssa asked.
Are you fucking kidding me, my brain screamed at me, fuck her now!
“Can’t you do that yourself?”
“No”, she responded sounding ashamed.
It broke my heart that my comment had made her feel this way.
“Of course I can”, I replied.
I wrapped several sheets of toilet paper around each other and brought my hand toward her delicious looking pussy. As the toilet paper and my hand made contact with Alyssa’s body, I let out a gasp. I could feel the pre-cum that escaped my pulsing cock. I let my hand linger, as I felt the soft skin that made up her pussy lips. As I began to wipe I pushed up and let my pointer finger slide in between her slit. The warm, moist sensation from her cunt made more cum escape from my body. I quickly moved my finger back and forth and removed it from her body before I suspected that she had realized what was happening. I threw the toilet paper in the toilet and lifted her off. As I flushed the toilet Alyssa pulled up her pants. I went to open the door, but Alyssa stopped me.
“I have to wash my hands”, she said.
Thoughts of what could happen if I stayed in this tiny bathroom with this young girl, who teased my cock without even touching, raced through my head.
“I have hand sanitizer”, I replied as I wrenched open the door.

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Lessons From Mom -Part #1

Lessons from Mom – Part One
My father, an alcoholic, left home when I was 8. I lived with my Mom and brother in an apartment until toward the end of WW II, at which time I was 15/16 years old. My brother had enlisted in the Navy, so it was just Mom and me all alone. Mom was in her late 40’s, I guess, a pretty red head, a mature figure, and worked hard to support two kids during some difficult times. She had a responsible job and did enjoy being with her friends over a beer or two after work and she enjoyed playing bridge with some of her lady friends a couple of times a month. I was a typical youngster, I suppose, and had had some adolescent exploration with a few of my buddies like any other normal kid. You know, comparing cock sizes, jacking off, something together, circle jerks at Boy Scout Outings around a bonfire, you know, just regular stuff.
I did, on a few occasions, go a bit further with one buddy, Sam Powers, when we would sleep over or would have some privacy after school, prior to my Mom coming home. Sam, was black, not real dark, but black nevertheless, and we played baseball together and shared many secrets about our desires and fantasies. We did things like measuring our cocks, touching one another, stroking each other and we had even tried sucking each other’s cock on several occasions too. Not too surprising, Sam was much larger, cock wise, than I and I guess at the time, I was maybe 7 or 7 ½ inches hard. Sam on the other hand was probably 8 ½, very thick and circumcised. The knob of his cock was kind of purple and very large. I remember I was only able to get the head of his cock into my mouth and not much more but that seemed to give him a great deal of pleasure. We had sucked each other several times before I was the first to take his load of cum in my mouth. He really freaked out when it happened and it was an awesome event in my life. I actually enjoyed the entire experience. Sam reciprocated, but with a little less enthusiasm than I did, I think I too enjoyed immensely being sucked off.
During that period of time, there was a typewritten story being circulated around the school comprising of about 20 pages of single spaced typing called “Behind the Green Door” and Sam and I both would read sections of the story and “flog our dog” as the saying goes. I was captured with that story because it included women licking other women, a black man fucking a white girl who had been kidnapped and made to perform on a stage for the audience to enjoy watching her be violated. I thought about that story all the time and would even jack off in my bed at night right next to Mom’s bed, as we both had a double bed. It was during this time that my story really begins.
One night, Mom had been playing bridge with her lady friends and when she arrived home, I was already in bed asleep. She awakened me with a start by shaking my arm pretty hard and asking me, “And “Just” what do you think you are you doing?” I slowly awakened and I said sleepily, “what Mom, what do you mean?” My mom just looked at me and the told me she had watched me for some moments and I had been smacking my lips and playing with myself and I then realized that I still had my hand on my hard cock. “I don’t know what you mean Mom, I didn’t realize I was doing that!” She was looking at my hard cock as she talked and again wanted to know what I had been dreaming about to do such a thing. “I don’t know, I don’t remember what I was dreaming.”
“Have you been playing with your peter for some time now?”, she asked. “Never mind, I know you have, for I have seen the semen stains on your bed sheets for some time now. So what has excited you so much for your peter to be hard like that?” I tried to cover myself with my hands and the sheet but she stopped me and told me to answer her question. Well, …..yes, sort of, I guess, all the guys do it Mom, it just happens!” Mom reached over and placed her hand around my hard cock. It twitched, I couldn’t help it, also, it always felt nice when someone else touched my cock and I could feel it involuntarily start to stiffen even more. “My word boy, you have certainly grown-up to be a young man in recent months, I don’t ever recall that “thing” being this big before, is it because of all the use it’s been getting?” I blushed and tried to change the subject but her hand was doing wonders for my cock and I knew it would thwart anything I might try to say in my defense. “So, what have you been reading or looking at that causes you to….what do you “boys” call it…to jack off?”
I didn’t know just how to answer her so, I decided to tell he about a typewritten story I had seen at school called “Behind the Green Door” and described a bit of the detail of the story to her. She kept holding my cock in her hand and it was now maybe 80% hard when she said, “I remember that story, is it still going around?” How much of it have you read thus far, have you read the ending yet?” “No, not yet, I am just to the point where the women had undressed the kidnapped girl, and they had fondled and kissed her boobs and……. some of the women even licked her between her legs. Then the lights on the stage went low, and a big negro man, dressed in a white leotard walked out on the stage. A spot light focused on him and the audience “gasped” as there was a hole in the crotch of the leotard and his massive black cock was protruding from between his legs. I was cognizant of my cock now throbbing and moving in Mom’s hand and I noticed she had started stroking my cock up and down and had pulled the foreskin back and down over my cock head. I was oozing some pre-cum and Mom moved her thumb over my pee slit and coated my knob with the slippery liquid. I heard her say, “Mmmmm, does telling that story and what I am doing feel good to you? Has anyone ever touched you like this before?” she asked, “and don’t lie to me Tom!”
“Well, Sam and I have touched each other a couple of times, I guess” “You guess, don’t you know for sure?” “Well, yes, we have!” “Do you jack-off together and watch each other cum, maybe see how far you can shoot it?” “Mom” I said. “Well I know boys do that sort of thing, and I am just trying to see just how much you know or just what you have done up to this point.” Now my cock was really twitching and Mom continued to stroke me up and down. “With such a nice cock like this, you are certainly going to make some girls very happy, is Sam’s cock as big and nice as your’s?” “Mom, really!” “Come on Tom, fess up and tell me all about Sam and what else you two do.” “Well, Sam is bigger, longer actually and much thicker that I am, he really is larger, especially the head!” “Really!” Mom said, “That is exciting to know, Sam is a good kid, I always liked having Sam around and being a good friend for you. He is a well mannered young man, it seems.”
“So, you have stroked Sam’s cock and Sam has stroked you, is that right?” “Yes, …a couple of times, I guess.” I told her. “I’ll bet you two have tasted each other’s cocks too, boys do that sort of thing you know, do you like having your cock in a nice warm mouth?” “Mom!” how can you ask such questions?” “Honey, it has been a long time since I touched a nice cock like yours, I’ll bet Maria, my girlfriend, you’ve met Maria Gonzales before and I know she’d love to grab hold of this nice hard cock and play with you. Would you like that sometime?” Honey “lust” or not, ….right or wrong,…Your Mom needs and wants this cock in her mouth. Mom dropped her head in my lap and took my hard, throbbing cock between her lips and then, fully into her mouth. I was so surprised, that I gasped for breath and tried to pull her up away from my cock, but she was insistent and I felt her tongue swirl all around my cock head and the ridge connecting the shaft from the crown. I was in heaven, the sensations were far better than when Sam had sucked my cock and to my joy, Mom really seemed to be enjoying every moment of her performance. My hips started to rise and fall with her mouth, sort of fucking her mouth and I was not far from cuming, that was a given. “Mom, please Mom, I can’t stand this for much more….
it’s time…..Mom, I’m about to cum!” “Mmmm, Honey, let it come, Momma knows what she is doing….give your Mom that sweet boy nectar Honey!” With that, I let go and filled her mouth with my boy seed. She felt my cock recoil and spurt warm semen several times against the back of her throat, splashing her tonsils and dropping onto her tongue. She swallowed, again and again, and licked my spent organ until it glistened by the night light on the table nest to our beds in our bedroom. I was exhausted and very satisfied to say the least and couldn’t even begin to express my feelinmg and pleasure.
“How was that, my young “stud”man, did you enjoy that as much as I did?” “Oh, yes, yes, yes!” I hugged her to my chest and kissed her hotly, sensing the taste of my own cum still coated on her lips. She smiled at me and patted my head. “Tell me Tom, were you excited when you read about those women licking that young girl between the legs in the story?” “Yes, Sam and I both talked about that and wondered about what it would be like and “if” girls like having that sort of thing done to them or not.” “Honey, there is not a woman alive that does not like having a tongue on her “pussy,” and she doesn’t mind if it is girl’s tongue or a man’s tongue. Have you or Sam ever seen a naked woman or her pussy, you know, up close and personal?” “No, not really, I have seen you going through the house and then I have seen some pictures, but no, not really and certainly not up close. Mom stood up and removed her blouse and skirt, leaving only her bra, panties and hose. She slipped out her bra and watch me as her breasts were bared for my viewing pleasure. She the slipped off her panties and hose and I could see the thin red hair surrounding her pussy. My Mom was an attractive women when she lie down next to me and said, “Move over big boy, It’s time you had another lesson.” Maybe we’ll invite Sam over too, sometime for a few lessons.

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New Life in Rianate 5

I’m so sorry for the wait!! The beginning of the month was crazy with the holidays, then my birhtday, and I was super busy with work. For all the people who freaked out about the story being discontinued, I would never do that because I would so hate for you all to be confused! Enjoy reading.

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tease

Licking slowly, bottom to top , wanting only never to stop,
lick so slowly ’round the base, um so good want a taste?
Suckng softly, just the tip, careful now its starting to drip.
slide it slowly, between my lips, tastes so sweet, I’d hate to miss.
One sweet drop, there on my hand, I’ll lick it up then on with my plan.
Sucking harder faster now I want it all and I want it now.
Deeper now to the base, I have it all in my face, almost there, ohh
Now I’m done , eating popcicles is so much fun.

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