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Help! – Part 6

A heart warming tale of a young boy who finds himself in a lot of trouble and needs a hero to “cum” and save him!

Fantasm

Breaking Lia

This is a very hardcore story. If you’re not into that kind of stuff, please don’t read.

Fiction

Hotrod

Michael only dates girls who look like his Mom and Aunt.
Aunt Susan is required to find out what is going on

Fiction

A Black Man Comes To Stay (FULL STORY)

Introduction.
This Story is set in England of the 1950’s.
In a small village just outside of London.
A Big black man comes to a small village and enjoys himself screwing around with the village women

Fiction

Life of Brock

It was the day after Christmas Break that I moved to the small town in the North-Eastern part of Oklahoma. In almost every school I have went to I had always had friends. In eight grade I got the “Most Popular” in my class. But when I moved to that town in my Freshman year. EVERYTHING was changed. It all happened because my dad who was a doctor got transferred to the nearby hospital to work in the E.R.
Charley Hughes was the hottest Freshman I’ve ever encountered. He was an angel that God accidentally misplaced. His voice alone was enough to send a man into an orgasm. He was athletically built, like myself, and always had something to say about the day.
`Charley and I made it through high school up to our Junior year as close friends. Best friends as some people would call us. We were almost exact replicas of each other with only one major difference. He was white and I was black. Now when I say I was black im not talking about the ghetto bandana wearing that has a toothpick in his mouth and always cussing. No. I was adopted at birth to two white people and was raised into a Caucasian family. But back to the story.
On a spring afternoon there was this arrival of this new kid named Lane Gregory. He was tall, built and had an aroma 24-7 of some knock-off Axe cologne. He had short black hair and was constantly wearing glasses. He was the new hottie of the school. It didn’t take long for the girls to begin rushing at him like crabs on a hooker but strangely enough he turned them all down. He acted as if he were to cool for any of them.
A couple days went by until we hit the first Friday of the month and on every Friday the school was crazy at 3:15 being that no one wanted to be at the school any longer then they had too. So after my Track practice was over I jumped into my Avalanche and began to speed on the highway back home. I never kept my phone on during school hours unlike the rest of my peers and so when I did turn it on I had a few unread messages. One from my brother asking me if I knew where the spare house key was and there was one from Charley saying he was gonna be over later that night. A few ‘heys’ from some girls at my school but overall nothing that would catch my interest. So now I turned my attention back to the road and continued driving for a few more miles and on the right side of the road I found a figure walking down the road at a brisk pace. Around where I lived there wasn’t a lot of murders or anything and so nobody ever questioned to pick up a stranger.
But as I drew closer I realized that this wasn’t just any stranger. It was Lane. The hot guy from my school. Drawing to a slow stop I opened up the passenger door.
“Hey dude, you wanna ride?” I asked. Knowing that now was my chance to get to know this kid.
“ That doesn’t sound too bad right now.” He joked climbing into the vacant seat. “Names Lane.”
“Brock.” I said.
“ Oh. I’ve heard your name plenty of times around school.” He smiled this beautiful smile that just lit up my whole truck.
“Really?” I asked innocently. Even though I knew that I was talked about plenty around school. “So where you heading?”
“Well my house is up around the First Baptist Church by McDonald’s.”
My heart skipped a few beats.
“Mine is too!” I said. A little too quickly and over enthusiastic.
After a quick discussion about where our houses were in detail. We came to the resolution that we lived about two blocks from each other.
I had no plans for the rest of the day and my house was empty because my family was gone for a couple weeks to visit some relatives up in Wisconsin so I invited Lane over for a while. He gladly accepted the invitation and came over to my pretty nice size house. The first thing we did was watch a movie. It was the new Nightmare on Elm Street Movie and I’ve already watched the movie plenty of times so I just messed around on my iPhone while Lane stared vigorously at the movie. After a few seconds of staring down at the lit up screen I started to really take in detail the apps on the thing. But when I felt a shift in the couch I looked up to see Lanes face inches from mine looking down at my screen.
“Wow, iPhone. Nice.” He said but I hardly noticed. His breath was sweet and hot. Like he just got done rinsing Listerine through his mouth or something. His aroma caught me off guard and I looked at him blankly. I looked like statue, I couldn’t move, breath or talk. His smell was intoxicating and it had me wasted.
In all this confusion I happened to let the phone slip from my fingers and hit the hardwood floor. This brought me out of my coma and I reached down for the item, but at the same time so did Lane. Our skin connected and I stared at his face. Out of the few times I have seen him he always had on a pair of shades but now, at this moment, he didn’t. He had bluish-gray eyes that were turning me on right there. I’ve never wanted to sleep with a boy before but this guy that had his fingers touching mine was a total exception. I could feel my eight inch cock began to grow under my jeans. And within seconds I was fully erect. Lane smiled at me with that angelic smile of his and then sit up very fast. This surprised me and so I also sat up. But when I did, he was waiting for me. He took my face with both of his hands and kissed me gently. He stopped for half a second then continued. Roughly. More aggressive. His strong hands pushing my face against his. The moment was perfect but indifferent. He let one hand drop to my shirt and quickly found his way in. he briefly began to play with my nipples and before I knew what I was doing I grabbed his jeans and undid his fly. With both of our hands busy there was nothing to keep us balanced and so we both fell to the floor with a loud thud. I couldn’t help but to laugh out loud for a second. Thinking I, for some reason, was laughing at him he pulled his lips off of mine and stared at me with this grin on his face. I gave this brief shake of my head to signal that he wouldn’t understand the inside joke.
We undressed each other in the middle of my living room floor and now were laying naked on top of each other. He wanted to know if I would suck his cock for him. And without answering I got between his legs and stuck the whole nine inch monster in my mouth. He moaned louder and louder before shooting his whole load right into my open throat. He then reached down as if he wanted to suck me off but I had other plans. I then took what seed I had left in my mouth and used it too drench his peener.
“Wha–” He began but before he could say anymore I got down on all fours and shoved his cock into my ready ass. After the burning settled down he really began to pick up a pattern he slammed into my ass with such a force over and over again I thought my butt was going to split! He matched his screams of joy in union with my yells of delight. My nut sack was beginning to tighten up and I could feel it ready to erupt anytime. But right after Lane blew up in my ass I was ready to explode. There was no stopping me on this one. Right as I busted my nut Lane somehow slipped around in front of me and began to swallow every drop of nectar I produced. After a minute or two our hearts returned to normal and we layed beside each other. With his thigh hiked up on my hip. We both fell into a sort of power-nap.
When I awoke Lane and I were still intertwined naked on the floor. It was maybe ten or eleven p.m. and there was a sharp knock on the door.
“Ryan. Its Charley” knock knock “Come on I know your home your cars in the garage.” I panicked and then I remembered that earlier that day Charley told me he was gonna be coming over later on. I looked over at Lane then at the door. I looked at Lane and then at the door.
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My Trip to Tennessee

Hi my name is David and well my life is pretty interesting to say the least. But no matter what i’ve always saved time in my busy schedule for my family. That included our trip to Tennessee last summer.
Before I start though I figured I should tell you a little about me. At the time I was 16 and starting to explore girls. I was still a virgin but I had done a few things with girls. I am very tall, about 6′ 1″ and pretty skinny. But I look decent and the girls weren’t new to me.
But what I experienced on this trip was very very new. It started out as a normal trip. It was my whole family and a bunch of aunts and uncles and of course their kids, my cousins. One of them named Cal, was about two years younger than me at the age of 14. She was a very pretty girl but nothing compared to her friend that she had brought along on the trip. Her name was Lyndsey and she was also 14. But she had started to mature earlier than most girls and already had an amazing set of C-cup breasts.
Well when we reached Tennessee we scoped out our cabin. It was 3 stories and we decided that the adults could have the top 2 and the kids would take the bottom floor. Well everyone had claimed rooms on the bottom floor except me so I was stuck on the couch in the main room on the bottom floor. Which was fine with me because I had a huge tv.
One night as everyone was upstairs talking me and Lyndsey were down stairs on the couch watching tv. A victoria’s secret commercial came on showing their new line of thongs and lingerie.
“How can girls where that?” I asked.
To my surprise Lyndsey replied, “Well I do and they are pretty comfortable to me.”
At first I was shocked. I knew she had never done anything with a guy and had never even seen a guy naked but the thought of her in a thong excited me. I soon realized that I had a growing bulge in my soccer shorts, so it was very noticeable. I quickly flipped it up to hide it only to see Lyndsey staring right at it. I turned very red and she just giggled.
After that the night went on as normal, us joking and flirting until we all went to bed. Then things got way more interesting than I could ever imagine.
At around 1 in the morning I woke up to a door slowly opening. Out walked Lyndsey in a long t-shirt and panties. I knew something was up but I decided not to let her know I was awake. So I closed my eyes and soon heard her footsteps right next to the couch. Eye peeked my eyes open to see her kneel down next to the couch and lift up my blanket with one hand. She must have thought that I was a very heavy sleeper.
As I watched her eyes lit up when she saw me in just my boxers. Then I noticed something else. She had started to breathe hard and her other hand was in her panties rubbing her slit.
This sent me over the edge and I couldn’t hold in the raging bulge anymore. It quickly grew until the head popped out of the flap in my boxers. At this she realized I wasn’t asleep anymore and she fell backwards onto the floor surprised.
I sat up and asked her what she was doing.
“I just wanted to see what one looked like! Thats it!”
“Well thats fine all you had to do was ask.”
I threw off the blanket and slowly slid my boxers down to my ankles. Once my whole cock was out she started breathing harder, although by this time her hand wasn’t in her panties.
“Can I touch it?” she asked.
“Yea I don’t mind, just be gentle.”
As her soft fingers made contact with the tip of my penis it jerked upwards. She thought that was funny and began teasing my cock, touching it and stopping until finally I couldn’t take it anymore.
I grabbed my cock and pulled it away and I said “Now its my turn.”
At first she wasn’t sure what I meant until I pointed at her slit hidden behind her panties. She turned red but soon decided it would be ok. She reached her hands to grab the thin fabric and I said “No let me do that.”
She walked a little closer and I reached up at first to play with her pussy through her panties. They were already soaked so I decided to slide them down. As they slid down it revealed an amazing twat, freshly shaven. It was too much for me to handle so my hands began to play. At first I rubbed up and down the perfect slit. Then I began to focus more on her clit. She started to moan and i felt her muscles tensing up. So I quickly slid one finger in her hole before it was too tight.
That just sent her over the edge. She began pushing her soaking pussy against my hand until my whole finger was inside of her. The the convulsions slowed until she finally collapsed on the couch.
“Did you enjoy that?” I asked
“That was amazing, but now its my turn.”
With that she slowly wrapped her fingers around my bulging cock and began to move her hands up and down. At first the rhythm was bad and she wasn’t squeezing tight enough so I helped her out and she soon picked up on how to properly give a handjob. Then she did something I wasn’t expecting. She bent down and licked the head of my penis while still stroking me. That drove me wild and I started driving my dick into her hand.
Then she stopped. “Why did you stop?”
Then she began to take her shirt off to reveal the nicest set of breasts I’ve ever seen. “When you come I want you to come on my chest.”
That would be an easy task since she was kneeling on the floor bent over my lap. When she started again this time she pushed her breasts against my hard cock.
As she stroked up and down my cock would rub across her left nipple. That drove me wild and I began to feel that tingling in the bottom of my leg. It rose until it was at the tip of my cock.
“Oh! I’m about to come!”
She started pumping even faster and I felt the first wave of an amazing orgasm rush over me. My first shot of jizz hit her directly in the middle of her chest.
She then started rubbing my cock back in forth against her breast to spread the cum out. That just made me moan and sent the rest of my juice out in a huge glob which she spread all over her breasts.
“That was amazing.” I said.
“Yea now I have to go take a shower,” she replied. “Will you join me?”
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Meri-go-round part 1

My name is Steve, and this is a true story of a four year affaire that ascended into a whirlwind of lust, sexual experimentation and carnal gratification. From the very beginning both Meri and I threw caution to the wind and risked everything that we held dear for a shared obsession for sex. Looking back on that time period in my life, the realization that I lived a fantasy has set in and pressed me to share my tale. Though we were both married and agreed to never sacrifice our families, we found solace in each other and were able to satisfy the hedonistic desires that our spouses could not or would not consent to. I liken my time with Meri to that of a junky’s unrelenting need for just one more hit; knowing the risk and potential destruction but unable to resist the pure pleasure coursing through the veins. It’s been 10 years since our last rendezvous and Meri has since vanished from my life, but the incredible moments we shared continue to live in my dreams and memories. I hope you enjoy.
I first met Meri while working as an account manager for a firm in downtown Phoenix. I had been employed for nearly a year when Meri was hired and assigned to the cubicle across from mine. She came adorned that morning in a skin-tight black skirt suite that highlighted her amazing hourglass figure; standing around 5’8 with long dark hair and coal black eyes that penetrated the soul; her athletic body was highlighted all the more by her robust bosom and tight ass. Her flawless skin and face were perfect and could have easily graced the cover of any beauty magazine, a golden bronze glow hinted of a Hispanic or Mediterranean descent. She reminded me of a leaner/fit Kin Kardashian, without the jungle booty.
As fate would have it I was assigned to train her during the probationary period and we immediately hit if off, spending nearly every minute of those first few weeks working side by side. We began sharing every break and lunch reviewing work processes; as well as; chatting about personal and family histories. It was during these intimate times that my feelings toward Meri shifted from one of coworker to that of a perverse stalker. I found myself craving for a piece of her sculpted backside and flawlessly shaped breasts with each view of her gorgeous figure; struggling at the same time to hide the raging hard-on that seemed to permanently reside in my pants whenever she was near.
When her probationary period ended and our one-on-one training came to a close, Meri and I remained close, continuing to take lunches and breaks together as I did everything in my power to keep her magnificence in sight. It never ceased to amaze me how incredible Meri looked each day; her outfits appearing to be spray painted on, always emphasizing her assets and displaying the sultry curves of her delicious body. I would find myself waiting for her to arrive every morning for work and gawk as she bent over and placed her belongings into the bottom file cabinet drawer, giving me a dick hardening peek of her voluptuous ass. I think it should be acknowledged that my attendance and tardiness improved significantly with Meri’s hiring. In addition; as Meri struggled early on to familiarize herself with our computer software, I made myself readily available, should she call on me for help and I would need to rush and assist. It was my pleasure to lean over her shoulders while she sat in front of her monitor and point out how to navigate our systems, all the while looking down her blouse tops and gazing at the crescent lines of her mouth-watering breasts. I found myself hoping for any opportunity to be near Meri and ogle over her physique, always imagining what she would look like naked and sprawled beneath me, waiting to be filled with my manhood.
Within a few months our work routine changed forever as we sat alone one afternoon for lunch. Our office was located in a five story business complex that shared a common cafeteria on the lower floor with the various businesses and offices in the building. Seated with Meri that day and chatting like usual she asked toward the end of our lunch break, “Are you happy with your marriage”?
I had been married to a loving wife for nearly 8 years at the time and had two wonderful children as well. Though the sex life had disappointingly declined with each passing year, I considered myself content and answered yes before asking; “Are you”?
“I thought I was, but lately I’m not sure…I’ve been questioning my marriage and whether my husband still loves me”.
“That’s too bad…what makes you think he doesn’t love you anymore’?
“Things just haven’t been the same since the birth of our child two years ago. We don’t talk like we use to…I know kids change things and take a lot of time, but this is different. In fact, he hardly touches me anymore, I mean we’re hardly ever intimate…I don’t know if he’s turned off by me or if he has someone else”?
Shocked first by her confession, and secondly that anyone could be turned off by Meri, I shot back; “He’s a blind fool if he doesn’t find you attractive, I think you’re one of the most beautiful creatures I have ever seen in my life, and I sure as hell wouldn’t ignore or leave you alone…kids or no kids”!
Meri’s sad expression transformed for a brief second as the corners of her mouth curled up in a slight smile. “Thanks, I wish I knew if he felt that way too. What really upsets me though is I’ve worked harder than ever to stay in shape for him after the baby; and yet I feel as if it doesn’t matter…”
“Have you talked to him; maybe he doesn’t even realize what you’re feeling”?
“I’ve tried talking to him, he just gets angry and says, you know I love you …I’ve even asked him if there’s someone else… he just gives me a look of disgust and then storms off and we’re done talking for the rest of the evening”.
“Is there anything that he’s done or said that proves he’s cheating”?
“No, but even when I try to arouse him he completely ignores me. Last weekend, I wore this sexy nighty and pranced around the house for him. You would think he would have gotten the message when my boobs were hanging out and that the crotch in my outfit was pretty much…missing? That’s what makes me think there’s someone else…Would you ignore your wife if she came in practically naked and was totally throwing herself at you”?
The thought of Meri prancing in a nighty, her succulent breasts aching for my attention and her moist vulva ready to be penetrated left me breathless for a second. “Look there’s not a single guy in this building that wouldn’t give his left nut to be with you…Since the first day you arrived, that’s all I’ve dreamt about, I would kill to see you in something revealing and throwing yourself at me. You’ve got nothing to be ashamed of; it’s not your fault that your husband is an idiot”.
“So you’ve been dreaming about me since the first day I came to work…would you really kill”? She teased.
Suddenly I felt my face flush and realized I had spoken out of line, “I’m sorry Meri, I didn’t mean it that way…I mean…I did…or…I, just wanted to make you feel better”. “I have no idea what you must be going thru and I had no right to judge your husband”. Rising to leave, I continued; “I’ve said too much already and should probably leave”.
Stepping back from the table, I apologized once more and started to step away when Meri suggested, “I think you should sit down for a bit”.
Not sure what to think of her command and afraid to continue in the direction our conversation had turned, I did not react.
“Sit down…now”, she barked.
Fearing I was about to get a tongue lashing for the harassing comments, I practically cried; “I really am sorry, I spoke out of turn and had no right to say what I did”! Waiting for Meri to respond, I stood silent and waited for her to explode.
Lowering her gaze toward my midsection, I followed her eyes and was horrified to see the humongous bulge in my pants. Instinctively, I plunged back into my seat hoping to hide my erection. Hanging my head to avoid Meri’s attention, I felt the beads of sweat sprout along my scalp and temples.
“I don’t know what to say”, I mumbled more to myself.
“Soooo, what were you thinking about, was it the sexy nighty”? She smirked.
“I am so embarrassed; I can’t believe this happened…I’m speechless”.
Meri rose from her seat, placing her palms on the table and leaned toward me to speak in a hushed tone; “Guess what, I know you’ve been staring at my ass and tits for some time now and I’ve seen that bulge in your pants before”. Seeing the panic in my eyes she continued; “Don’t worry, I won’t tell; I have to admit that I’ve been turned on by it and have purposely tried to tease you by wearing clothes that would get you hard. I’ve wondered for some time now what that cock of yours would look and taste like…I’ve been fantasizing how it would feel up my ass”?
With the last word of her statement rolling off her tongue, Meri bolted upright, spun around and walked away from the table leaving me stunned in silence. As she stepped away I started out of my seat hoping to stop her before she could get far, but was reminded quickly of my bursting pants and plummeted back into my seat; looking to see if anyone had witnessed my obvious excitement I could only sit and watch Meri disappear through the cafeteria doors as I waited for the blood between my legs to subside.
When it was safe for me to stand again I sprinted to the elevator doors, hastily pounding on the floor buttons to retrieve my ride. As I anxiously waited my mind raced with what I would say to Meri, I knew I had to confront her to determine the authenticity of her statement, but how to broach the discussion again had me perplexed. The five floor ride was merciless; stopping at each level for passengers to exit and enter, standing at the back of the cabin, I felt my skin would explode as I impatiently rehearsed my line of questioning. “Bing”, the sound brought a heightened tension as the elevator doors slid open and brought me closer to the task at hand. Dashing through the office entrance I purposely sped past DD our receptionist; making sure not to make eye contact with her or any of my other coworkers and headed straight to the back of the room where I hoped Meri waited.
The office that I worked for was one of several satellite offices that covered the Phoenix Metro Area. My particular office employed 13 people; 10 account managers, 2 receptionists and the office manager. The office suite was simple in design with the reception area and Manager’s private office near the front doors. Spread out into two parallel columns were the individual workstations for the 10 account reps. Each row contained 5 cubicles that were separated by a shared aisle. My cubicle happened to be located at the very back of the office and provided complete privacy, with no incidental traffic passing by my entrance. I had always enjoyed the solitude but never realized how wonderful it would truly be until Meri changed everything. Adding to the privacy of our workstations was the way they were constructed. When most people think of cubicles, they probably think of the particleboard constructed partitions seen in most offices. Our cubicles were separated by plastered walls that stood around 5’ high and 3’ thick; encircling our work spaces with only a door sized gap as the exit into the hallway. This assembly added to the silence we all treasured and kept the background noise to a minimum. From my back corner, I could stand upright and look over my wall dividers and scan the whole office to see who was about or had entered our office. When Meri arrived and was assigned to the cubicle across from mine, it became the perfect setup for us to work in seclusion and mingle without notice from anyone in the office.
Hustling past my counterparts I approached Meri’s doorway, bracing myself for whatever her reaction might be. My hope of course was that she would confess to wanting me as much as I did her and that my sexual fantasies would soon come true. Rushing in I was surprised to see Meri; as if she were prepared and waiting, seated in the middle of her cubicle and facing me. Stopping just inside I hesitated briefly before summoning the strength to ask, “So what did you mean at lunch”?
“What are you talking about”?
Fearing I may have misjudged her, I whispered; “You know, what you said…about my…my cock”, I gestured with my index finger pointing to my crotch area
“Why, what’s wrong with your cock”?
“No…you mentioned…you wondered what it would taste like…or in your aa…your behind”?
“Oh that”, Meri answered as she lifted off her chair, grabbing hold of her skirt and hiking it up her thighs before sitting again and slowly closing the gap between us. I watched as she reeled forward, the wheels of her desk chair quietly scraping across the carpeted floor until she settled within inches of me. “I don’t know, what do you think it meant”? Her legs were spread wide and astride of mine, causing the hem of her skirt to rise even more and reveal the thin strip of her dark silk panties that brushed against her luscious treasure box.
“Well, I was thinking…hoping we could satisfy your curiosity”, I grinned, looking down on her now as she sat with her face parallel to my rising shaft.
“Hmmm, how are we going to cure my satisfaction”, Meri cooed as she calmly raised her right hand and began to rub the cloth of my pants, tracing the silhouette of my rigid pecker. Holding my breath, I watched in delight as Meri amused herself before reaching for my zipper and pulling down with a loud “ZZZZZ”. For brief moment I remembered where I was and quickly scanned over top the cubicle walls; relieved to see that there was no immediate threat as Meri reached for the sides of my fly area and with steady hands yanked outward to expand the opening. Without warning my dick sprang free, slicing between the threads of my fly and bobbed rigidly in front of Meri’s startled gaze. Recalling that the boxers I was wearing were the pair that constantly flayed open and allowed my penis to slither through the flap area whenever I became aroused, I smiled inwardly as I thanked my lucky stars that I had chosen to wear them that day.
“Whoa, someone’s anxious to meet me…and he’s a big one”, Meri panted as she took in every inch of my swollen member. “Mmmmmm, he looks delicious too”. Seizing hold, she made me twitch with delight as her fingers wrapped around my thick shaft appraising its weight and girth. My heart raced as she began to move her grip in a slow and deliberate pumping motion, forcing an uncontrolled sigh as I closed my eyes to enjoy Meri’s handjob.
“Looks like someone’s building up already”, Meri interrupted my dreamlike state after a few joyous minutes. Peeking to see what she was referring to I was rewarded by the sight of Meri’s tongue, extended and just millimeters from the tip of my joystick before making contact with the precum leaking from my tip. Scraping across my bulb and slit, she slowly pulled her head back; purposely elongating the silvery string of semen glued between my cockhead and her tongue. As she continued to back away, the silky thread-like filament began to bow and glisten from the glare of the overhead lights, until inevitably snapping apart; one end flipping up under her chin while the other dangled off the end of my helmet and fluttered in the air.
“Yummy, your juice tastes wonderful”, she exclaimed as she wiped the residue from her jowl and brought her hand to her mouth with the remnants of my precum. Licking her lips clear Meri grabbed hold of my organ and set about massaging its length in a hurried pace, the red of her fingernails becoming a blurred streak as she hammered away. Unexpectedly Meri’s head retracted, her neck tightening as her mouth spread wide forming a wide O before lunging forward in a lightening quick strike, impaling her mouth on my bloated rod, much like a snake taking its prey by surprise.
“Oh shit”!!! I squawked, forgetting for a moment that my co-workers were on the other side of the partition. “Oh, shit, that’s fucking good”, I repeated in a lower tone as Meri’s head bobbed back and forth, her tongue cradling the bottom of my shaft and warming its length. She had one hand at the base of my cock, holding it at the perfect angle for her piston-like assault while her other hand began to unfasten my belt and the clasp of my pants. Pulling away briefly, Meri helped me to lower my slacks and boxers; both sliding to the ground and bunching up around my ankles. Totally exposed and vulnerable, I stood submissively as Meri went back to work; her breathing intensifying and becoming louder as she took more and more of my dick in her mouth. My eyes were glued on her lips as they encased my pecker, leaving a smear of lipstick at her deepest thrust of my shaft.
“FFFWOP”, the sound reverberated off the thin plastered walls as Meri pulled away from her face fuck. “I want you to give it to me in my mouth when you’re ready”, she eagerly pleaded as she gasped for air and then returned to wolfing down my cock in a savage manner; slurping and sucking so loud that I began to worry again that everyone would hear the sounds emanating from the back corner. As the stirring in my testicles increased, I quickly checked the office once more to ensure we were safe.
My balls began to ache as they filled and the time drew nearer when I would erupt. Sensing my predicament and attempting to postponement my discharge, Meri released my drenched pecker, pressing it against my abdomen and clearing an open path for her ravenous mouth to dine on my hard balls. As she nibbled on my sack I felt her hand pat the inside of my thighs, signaling me to widen my stance. With my pants still crumpled at my ankles, I bowed my legs as much as I could to accommodate her silent request. With more freedom Meri tilted her head so she could take both testicles into her mouth, making me flinch slightly as she bit down and pulled at the skin of my scrotum with her teeth. Unprepared for what happened next, I nearly soiled myself as Meri startlingly penetrated my asshole with one of her fingers. I hadn’t noticed her hand sliding between my legs and ass cheeks when she tapped my thighs earlier, her index finger having settled on the rim of my anus before plunging foreword. I instinctively squeezed my rectum at first and fought Meri’s attempt to pierce me as the new sensation was discomforting. Unwilling to quit, she persisted until I finally relaxed and let her jab away, letting her explore deep inside my rectum.
Releasing her oral grip of my nuts, Meri asked; “Have you ever had your ass finger fucked before”? Still adjusting to the sensation, I apprehensively nodded no. “Just relax”, Meri continued as the finger in my anus worked in a spiral motion and her free hand clutched my cock in an identical cadence. Within moments the sensation became enjoyable and I felt my opening widen, inviting Meri to push farther and quickly add a second digit. Having only reached my early 30’s I had yet to reach the age of my first prostate exam, but if Meri’s manipulation could be so electrifying, maybe I wouldn’t have to worry so much when the time finally came I laughed to myself.
“How’s it feeling”?
“I can’t believe this is happening to me”, I huffed in response.
“I’ll be expecting payback you know”, Meri hinted as she lunged forward and consumed my cock in one swift move. Realizing I was close to the end her tempo intensified as she removed her fingers from my rear end and placed both hands on my hips. By now my balls were agonizingly rock solid and I could feel the floodgate ready to burst. Placing my hands behind her head, I grabbed hold and jammed all 8 inches as far down her throat as I could. Meri gagged struggling to take all of me in her mouth, but it was too late; by this point I was a volcano in pre-eruption mode, the lava surging upward and only seconds from bursting free. With Meri’s head firmly secured in my hands I began to violently pitch, my lower abdomen crashing against Meri’s nose and chin as I jammed her full. I felt my shaft swell as the cream quickened and my dick began to spasm. “Here it comes”, I gasped; unloading with a ferocity I had never experienced before. As my spunk showered the back of Meri’s throat in an endless convulsion of cum, I continued to gouge away at Meri’s mouth; still holding her head as she choked down my sperm. Balancing my spraying seed with a mouth full of throbbing dick, Meri labored to breath but never stopped or slowed her assault on my gushing well.
After several more spurts the contractions began to slow, prompting Meri to increase her suction to coax every last drop. When it appeared I had run dry Meri pulled back and grabbed hold of my shaft, pinching it like a tube of toothpaste until a final bead oozed to the surface. Grinning as she uncovered the hidden treat she pounced on my sensitive pecker one more time to gobble up the last remnants, before ending with an immaculate tongue cleansing of my cock. She expertly licked the length and circumference of my shaft, making sure to give extra care to my hypersensitive crown until it sparkled clean with her spit. Finished, Meri leaned back in her chair rolling her tongue across her lips and then smiled as we stared silently at each other. Rising to stand face to face she pressed her moist lips against mine, prodding her tongue inside my mouth and lathering my taste buds, teeth and cheek linings with her sperm coated tongue.
“Do you like the way you taste”? Meri trumpeted as she pulled back from our lip-lock. Experiencing another new sensation, I nodded in agreement as the salty taste marinated in my mouth. “I do too”, she chortled. Still shocked by the whole episode I remained cemented in place as I watched Meri retreat a few steps, smoothing her skirt down with a brush of her hand before turning her back to me and moving toward the hallway. Stopping to look back at me she chuckled and pointed; “I think you better put that thing away before someone sees it, if anyone walks in now I’ll deny everything and say you flashed me”.
Embarrassed suddenly as I took stock of my appearance; my trousers and briefs crumpled around my ankles; as well as; my balls and limp dick dangling fully exposed; I quickly reached down and pulled my clothes up and awkwardly redressed. With hands on her hips and brimming from ear to ear, Meri declared; “I’m going to get something to drink and clean up a little”, as she motioned to the cluttered hair I had tugged on earlier. “When I get back…do you think you friend there will be ready for some more? I’d like to feel him in my ass if you’re up to it”? And just like earlier in the cafeteria she spun around and walked away before I could respond.
Thrown for a loop again I quietly finished straightening up and buckled my belt as Meri walked past the other cubicles and out of the office. Alone and uncertain what my next move should be I shuffled back to my chair and plopped down, recalling the incredible blowjob and the fact that it had just happened at work. Likewise, Meri’s parting sentence echoed in my mind, “When I get back…I’d like to feel him in my ass”. Was she teasing me or did she expect me to fuck her in the ass? If so, was it going to happen here, in her cubicle again…now? And where was this relationship going? Anxious to find out what Meri had in mind I positioned my chair so that I was facing her cubicle and started to rub the outline of my spent cock; hoping to have it ready when she returned.

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Son Helps His Mother Cope

Dennis awoke to the rattling of his train compartment. They were currently riding over a rough section of railing which had disturbed his slumber enough to wake him. He reached into his coat pocket and removed his cell phone to check the time. He was careful to tilt the phone so that to prevent the illumination from disturbing his cabin mates. He estimated it was sometime early morning due to the palely lit sky. His presumption was confirmed when he scanned the clock on his phone and read 5:23 a.m. He placed his phone back into the pocket from which it came and rubbed his sleep deprived eyes. The uncomfortable conditions in which the train held made sleep nearly impossible. He sat up slightly, as if to surrender to the battle of sleep, and scanned over his companions in the train compartment.
It was a smaller compartment; it seated four comfortably during the daytime, but became an unbearable fit during sleeping hours. Dennis was fortunate though, as he was able to stretch his legs across the booth styled seat located on his side of the compartment. He figured he was given this privilege due to him being the youngest member of the group.
On the opposite side of Dennis sat two traveling partners that had been forced to share the booth styled seat. One was male and the other was a woman. The male was seated as if he was prepared to eat at the dinner table, but was leaning in a direction which left his right shoulder pressed firmly against the morning-cold train window. On his left side sat the woman, who was also leaning towards her right attempting to utilize the male’s body for comfort. Her left arm had instinctively draped itself around the man, as if she was giving him some sort of half-hearted hug. They both apparently had found comfort as they were fixed in a deep slumber, made obvious by their slow relaxed breaths.
Dennis next shifted his eyes down to the female that was stretched out on the floor of the compartment. She had a blanket on top of her, that had been progressively pushed down her body during her deep sleep, so that now it was only covering her from her feet to her abdomen area. She was lying on her back with her hands pleasantly placed atop one another amongst her stomach. Her eyes were shut and her mouth was held open creating a raspy noise each breath in and out she took.
But these three companions of Dennis were not strangers, at least not complete strangers. The male female combination sleeping opposite of him are his brother and sister. The pleasant woman bunking on the floor would be his dear mother. I say not complete strangers simply because they are related through blood and are aware of each other’s existence. But if you placed those facts aside, you would truly get four travelers that were strangers. The Clark family had grown apart over the past years so much that each member had become unfamiliar with one another. If not for an unfortunate event, they may never have come together again.
The reason that this distantly-grown family was now traveling among the same train compartment now was due to their recently deceased father, Allan Clark. Allan was a lifetime explorer in a ways. He always wanted to do new things and travel all across the world. Having children had slowed him down a bit, but he would even take young Dennis along with him on his adventurous journeys. Dennis was easily the closest to his father among his siblings, and possibly even his mother. He knew everything about his dad and thought of him as a best friend and a great role model in his life. His father’s favorite quote was “you only live once.” He would say this to Dennis whenever he had doubts about anything. But it seemed Allan’s adventurous spirit had finally caught up to him. He had fallen rock climbing in France without using any rope. If there was anything good to say, it was that Allan went out the way he wanted to which was living life to the fullest and being adventurous.
But Allan’s unfortunate demise was taking an emotional toll on the entire Clark family except for Dennis. It seemed that Dennis’s close relationship to his father allowed him to understand that his death should not lead to mourning, but rather a joyous celebration of his incredible life. It was partly this as well as Dennis’s strength, both physical and mental, that kept him from being emotional over his father’s death. Allan was the strongest person Dennis knew in his entire life, and learned his own strength from him.
The train began to slow and eventually came to a stop at the Napoli train station in France. This was Dennis’s father’s hometown and now was to be the location of his burial. Later that day was the funeral ceremony for Allan Clark. Profound words were delivered by various people that had significant connections with Dennis’s father. Dennis delivered the greatest speech of all, leaving the majority of the audience in tears at completion. He hadn’t written anything down or prepared a speech. He just went up and talked about how his dad was the greatest man he knew and would ever know. Dennis, of course did not shed one tear throughout the entire ceremony, but could not say the same about his other family members. His mother, obviously, was having a difficult time holding herself together emotionally. She was clearly distraught from the loss of her life companion. Overall it was a beautiful funeral that celebrated the amazing life of an amazing individual.
Once the funeral and burial ceremony were complete, the family headed back to their house in Napoli. Allan Clark was a not just an adventurous individual but also a wealthy one. He was the CEO for a high quality outdoor equipment company in Europe. He owned property all over Europe and one of them was located in his hometown of Napoli. It had been ages since the entire family had been in this house. They only stayed in it for family reunions in Napoli.
The family was very somber through the rest of the day. They mostly stayed in their separate rooms and cried over the loss of their father and husband. It was becoming late, and the entire family had washed up and went to bed except for Dennis. He decided to retire about an hour later as he was exhausted from the lack of sleep on the train. He entered one of the two bathrooms amongst the house. This was the shared one with his siblings as the other was located in his parents’ room. He stripped down, showered, and dried himself off.
As he completed drying off, he took a moment to analyze himself in the mirror. Dennis was roughly 6’3 and weighed a solid 205. His pecks and abs were very defined as well as his biceps as he began to flex. His chest was somewhat hairy, but not overgrown at all. He had a great golden brown color to his hair which he slicked back in a business style. Because that was what he was. He had taken over the equipment company that his dad had and was a well thought of business man for only being 24 years old. His beard was neatly trimmed and kept at a very reasonable thickness. He turned around to check his ass as he always did. He loved to squat and knew it made his ass look irresistible to women. But most of all he focused on the area his father gave him. He played around with his cock and balls as he watched them in the mirror. He was blessed to have such a nice and large cock. He knew it was from his father as he had seen it many times before and was amazed at its size. He never trimmed his pubic hair as his father had never either. He thought of his great pubic collection as being just as impressive as his penis. Dennis simply looked up towards the ceiling and thanked his father for everything that he had done and given to him. Just as Dennis was about the brush his teeth, he heard a loud cry and then more loud sobbing. He quickly slid on a pair of shorts, with no briefs, and headed out of the bathroom.
He could tell it was coming from his mother’s room and he walked toward the door. He swung the door open and slowly stepped into the room.
“Mom? Are you alright?” Dennis blindly asked as he could not see much in the dark room.
He did not receive an answer but continued to hear his mother cry. He proceeded to her bed and sat on the edge of it.
“Mom? You okay?” Dennis asked once again.
“Come here sweetie.” His mother sobbed towards Dennis.
Dennis laid down next to his mother so that she could wrap her arms around him as comfort. She was crying hysterically and Dennis was unsure of what to do. So he just remained in this position. Mother and son hugging each other in mourning. Dennis didn’t say anything as he couldn’t think of the right thing to say. He hoped he was helping her by allowing her to hug him.
Dennis’s mother is named Kimberly. She is 48 years old and about 5’10. She has brown hair and is very tan as she hits the tanning salon often. She was a typical wife of a rich husband. She did not work but received all of the benefits of being rich. She had had plastic surgery many times, on her face, ass, stomach, and breasts. She did not appear to be 48 at all but rather about 30.
After a while, Kim fell asleep in this position and Dennis was stuck. He had not intended on staying here the whole night and frankly was uncomfortable sleeping like this. Once he was sure his mother was asleep, he began his escape. He gently raised his mother’s arm up off of him and placed it at her side. As he attempted to slide out of her grasp, he startled her. She was still asleep but dreamily wrapped her arm back around Dennis and pulled him tight to her. Dennis only had on a pair of shorts and his mother only wore a skimpy black night gown. He could feel her enormous breasts pressed against his chest. He could tell she was not wearing a bra, as her nipples were pointed against the thin fabric and were sticking into his pecks.
“Oh Allan. Yes. Hold me tight.” Kim mumbled in her sleep.
Dennis was now seriously concerned. His mother was dreaming that he was his father. He knew this wasn’t going to be good, so he furiously struggled to escape her grasp. She cried out a little and pulled him tighter and threw her leg over his body to really hold on to him. His mother was so close to him that he could feel the warmness that her pussy was emitting on his cock. Within seconds, Dennis had a hard on that was poking out of the band of his shorts. His mother felt this and instinctively reached down and grabbed Dennis’s cock in her hand.
“Ooo. Are you getting hard for me?” Dennis’s mom continued to say in her sleep.
Dennis didn’t know what was coming over him. He wasn’t fighting to escape anymore. Rather he was now enjoying this sensation. He knew he enjoyed it sexually, but played it off in his mind by saying that he was helping his mother cope with her loss by doing this. Soon enough Dennis was grabbing his mother’s ass and reaching his hand into her panties. All the while Kim was stroking her son’s cock and moaning in her sleep.
This fondling continued on for a few more minutes until Kim leaned her face in towards Dennis’s. She expertly guided her mouth to his without opening her eyes and placed her soft, luscious lips upon her sons. Dennis was startled by this development, as if this was worse than the groping. Passionately kissing his mother made it seem more serious to him, yet he did not make an attempt to stop. Rather he accepted her moist lips and even reciprocating the passion. This frivolous kissing went on for only seconds before Kim wanted more as she opened her mouth and aggressively thrust her tongue into Dennis’s mouth. Once again, Dennis was alarmed by this progression and did not immediately respond. After he regained his thinking, he began to join his mom in the passionate tongue wrestling. Dennis may have been partaking but in no way was he the aggressor. His mother was feverishly throwing her mouth about his and wrapping her tongue around his tongue.
During this mother son make out session, Dennis had become fully erect and was leaking an abundance of precum. As he simultaneously grabbed his mother’s ass and kissed her, he began to feel his load build within his balls. His mom reached back down and continued to stroke him as they both kissed. The resurgence of his mother stroking him created a serious problem for Dennis. He was going to cum, but didn’t want to. As soon as this thought entered his head, he began to realize what he was doing. Not only committing a terrible sin, but he was fooling around with his father’s woman. The man he idealized his entire life, and now he was completely disrespecting him just days after his death.
Dennis tried his best to contain his orgasm, but knew it was too late for that. He put forth a valiant effort, as it was not a typical orgasm for a male. The fact that he was attempting to not jizz, made his orgasm very anti-climactic. He retained a lot of sperm from holding back, but still quite a bit came oozing out and leaked down his shaft and onto his mother’s hand. He knew she was aware of the situation as her stroking had stopped completely and was now just grasping his cock.
“Oh, a little warm-up orgasm, huh?” Kim drearily giggled.
This statement planted fear into Dennis’s head. What does she mean warm-up? He constantly asked himself. He feared what he was warming up for. He didn’t want this to go any further, but it seemed it was too late.
Dennis’s cock never even changed shape after his orgasm. He stayed hard as a rock, and considering the taboo situation, it was no surprise to him. All of the sudden, his mom rolled out of bed and stood next to it. Dennis was uncertain of what was going on. Was his mother awake, or was this still part of her dream. She reached down and grabbed the bottom of her night gown and lifted it over her head. As she pulled it off, Dennis’s suspicion about his mom wearing no bra was confirmed. Her magnificent tits were now fully exposed in the minimal moonlight that was entering through a small window located high on the wall. Next she bent down and slid her black panties down her legs to her ankles. She stepped out of them and faced Dennis. He could now see her glorious pussy in the light now. He was surprised to find an enormous amount of pubic hair covering her vaginal lips. Her over the top bush turned him on even more. He didn’t think his cock could grow any further, but from the sight of his beautiful naked mother, it did.
She playfully jumped back on the bed and crawled over on top of Dennis. She slid his shorts all the way off of him and straddled his lower calves. She bent over, grabbed his cock, and placed it perfectly in her mouth. There was no hesitation on her part as she began furiously sucking his dick. With her other hand she began to play with his hairy balls. This went on for a few more minutes.
“Are you ready Allan?” Kim asked Dennis.
Dennis once again did not respond, but it didn’t matter as Kim was already beginning to get in position. She moved her ass further up Dennis’s body until her pussy was positioned right above Dennis’s erect cock. She reached down with one hand and straightened his penis so that it would align with her pussy. Again with no hesitation, she slid herself down on his dick until it was completely inside of her. At this point Dennis’s cock could not be seen. He looked down at the situation and only saw two large bushes of pubic hair interacting with each other. His mother continued to ride his dick and in minutes Dennis was ready to explode again, but this time inside of his mom. He wasn’t gonna hold back on this one. He grabbed his mother’s ass cheeks with his hands and squeezed them firmly. He was now aggressively slamming his dick into his mother’s pussy. She began to moan in pleasure and just as Dennis was ready to orgasm, he felt a strange sensation upon his cock.
It seemed that it was getting more difficult to thrust his cock into his mother. He then realized that she was also having an orgasm and her pussy was tightening on his dick. This created many dirty thoughts into his head that pushed him over his limit. He began to furiously cum inside his mother. His orgasm involuntarily made his hips thrust in and out of his mom’s pussy with more force and speed. He could feel every blast of cum release from his dick and knew his mom could to as her moans matched the streams of cum.
After the two’s orgasms, Kim collapsed on top of her naked son and began to snore again. Dennis knew she was really asleep now and figured he should leave. But this was a once in a lifetime opportunity that he wasn’t gonna lose. He flipped his mother over so that she was lying naked on her back. He wanted the get an up close look at her amazing pussy.
He was now kneeled in between her outspread legs investigating his mother’s vagina. He ran his fingers through her luscious bush. Something about how much pubic hair she had turned him on. He guessed it was because no girls anymore have bushes. Next he turned his focus to her large breasts. He wanted to do one last thing and then he would leave. He straddled her abdomen and placed his large cock in between his mom’s enormous tits. Dennis squished them together to create a makeshift pussy that he could fuck. He thrust his cock between her tits until he was ready to orgasm again. This time he simply closed his eyes and allowed the cum to go wherever it wanted to. After a few seconds of blasting his load, he reopened his eyes to see what had happened. His beautiful mother was lying there asleep with huge streaks of cum across her face and into her hair. There were also globs of semen resting on her ample breasts. Dennis was satisfied with this and exited the room after retrieving his shorts.
He knew he had done a terrible thing, but he felt the pleasure and one time experience outweighed the negative aspects. He truly didn’t mind to be a motherfucker, in fact, it now made him horny whenever he thought about it.

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