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Becky turned so that only I could see her face, and she gave me rather irritated look. "What the hell happened last night?" she hissed.
Did I do something wrong? She'd seemed to enjoy our sex romp. My blank face did nothing to mollify her.
"You were supposed to wake me up at midnight and you never came. Did you set your alarm? Because that was your big opportunity and I'm not sure we'll get another one."
Never came to wake her up? Missed opportunity? What the? And in the corner of my eye, just past Becky's shoulder, I saw Sarah standing in the kitchen looking at us with a gleam in her eye. Sarah caught my gaze, and in a horrifying moment, she grinned and winked at me.
Oh, SHIT.
I could feel my face go ghost white as the implications raced through my mind. And as if in response to my sudden change in expression, Sarah turned and rubbed her arsehole like she was still in pain.
One option was to look away and pretend like nothing was out of the ordinary. Just go with things and agree that I fell asleep and hope my loving girlfriend would never find out what I'd done to her little sister. But then, I'm not very good at hiding things.
Sarah wasn't the only one to notice my change in expression; Becky turned around and noticed where, and more importantly WHO, I was staring at.
My gaze came right back to my girlfriend's and a powerful look set in her eyes. "Outside. Now!"
We just got out onto the back patio, as if Becky was giving me the grand tour. I noticed that Becky was very careful in showing me around to make sure that every window and doorway was shut tightly, and she kept her voice low to make sure we weren't overheard.
Finally, she turned to me, "Which room did you go to last night?"
"The first one past the bathroom."
She was silent for only a few moments as the full implications settled into her brain. The verbal explosion came a second later. "How the HELL do you fuck that up?" I realized from her expression that I was about to be executed.
"The door was cracked open, at midnight, just like you said. The purple, the movies, it all screamed YOU!"
"So we like the same movies and colors. But how can you NOT tell that it's NOT ME! She's barely eighteen!"
"She never turned around! It was just a quickie, and I never got a good look at her face. Hell, she even shaves her box like you!"
"Fuck!" Becky muttered, and kept pacing. "You and your pounding bad night vision!" But then she realized that while no one could hear us, we could still potentially be seen. So she stopped her pacing and fixed her face once again into a model of Asian modesty and calm. "Well, how was she?"
"Uh, well..."
"HOW... WAS... SHE?!?"
I felt my poignancy sink. But I prayed that the honesty and trust between us would carry me through this situation. "She was pretty good."
"Did you fuck her up the tooshie?"
"Yes."
"Was it tight?"
"Yes."
Becky squirmed just a bit, as if picturing the situation. "Gawd dammit! It's so wrong, but it's a little bit foxy: the thought of you sodomizing my little sister."
But then Becky's mighty-set face was back, and she looked back right at me. "You are going to make this up to me."
***
The five of us, Becky's family of four and I, chatted amicably for this Thanksgiving Thursday morning. Sarah flirted with me in a giggly schoolgirl kind of way, but always kept herself in check whenever her parents were around. Still, her eyes always had a hidden twinkle in them as she reveled in her little secret.
Then things took a fortuitous turn for us when the hotties' mother realized she'd forgotten several ingredients for the big dinner. So she dragged her hubby out the door to go shopping, leaving me alone with two very dazzling sluts for about an hour.
Just enough time for a mid-day quickie, as I soon learned that Becky had in mind. You take whatever opportunities you get.
The garage door closed then a half-second later Becky was dragging me, literally by my jeans, down the left hallway and to her bedroom, which was across the hallway from Sarah's. She'd pulled me away just as I was trying to respond to one of Sarah's suggestive comments, and she fixed her little sister with a threatening glare before marching us away.
We entered in and I saw a nearly identical room to last night's: shades of purple with various mpegs posters and pop singers on the walls. And once inside with the door closed, Becky planted her lips on mine in a kiss as ferocious as any other she'd given me in our entire lives.
She was attacking me and stripping my clothes in a hurry, and it was all I could do to just hang on. She was red hot and slutty, and I was so overwhelmed by the situation I wasn't even getting hard yet.
That problem was soon rectified when Becky got me naked and threw me onto her bed. Then she stripped herself off with efficient urgency, and simply vaulted onto my chest to shove her wet pit hole into my face.
"Lick me!" Becky demanded.
"Yes'm," I muttered, and then with her knees planted on either side of my head, Becky lowered her wet nether lips to my face where I eagerly began to lap at her glistening moisture.
"That's it. Eat me! Shove your tongue up my pit mouth! Fuckin' EAT ME!"
So I did.
Looking up, I could see my girlfriend moaning with her eyes closed as I ate her out with desperation. I had to please her, make up for the previous night's indiscretion, or at least distract her so she wasn't thinking about the fact that I'd cheated on her just last night with her little sister. And I must have been doing something right in my lust because very quickly Becky lit off into a loudly eclampsia, shrieking for the entirely house to hear as she dumped a large load of honey onto my face.
I simply drank it down, and Becky fully intended to stay put, sitting on my face. So gripping her hips and thighs to my head I wrapped my lips around her clitoris to keep on going.
I was watching Becky palming her own tits, tweaking the nipples high above me when a new impressibility caused me to shudder and briefly keep in check what I was doing.
A hot mouth had enveloped my dong further down along the bed, and I knew that it wasn't Becky's mouth. I was paralyzed with fear, panicking at the sensation I was somehow cheating on Becky AGAIN but unable to move my way out.
Becky noticed my suddenly inert state, and she glanced around the room looking for the cause. And of course she must have seen her sister now bathing my member as if it were the most scrumptious lollipop in existence.
"Sarah!" Becky's sharp rebuke shattered the still air. She then dismounted my head, pivoting on one knee until she was kneeling next to me. I was then able to see a fully dressed Sarah kneeling over my man pipe, the shaft still wrapped amidst her hands.
Then Sarah's voice came back, plaintive as she backed away from my erection. "I'm just warming him up for you. Look, YOU know and I know what happened last night. It really was an accident; I wasn't trying to steal him." Sarah's hand, however, did not hold back pumping my rod.
"Well, why didn't you suppress him then?"
"I was barely conscious. All I knew was that I was in heaven, and he's so good with his fingers..." Sarah moaned breathily.
"Hmph." Becky paused to picture my fingers running over her own body. "He is, isn't he?"
"Really, I just have to taste him right now. But I won't make him cum. I'll save that for you."
Becky didn't say anything for a moment. But she did re-straddle my head, this time facing back towards my feet and towards her little sister. "Fine, but I'm going to watch you... to make sure."
And then Becky's wet slit was once again in my face, and I was immediately tonguing and licking to the best of my ability while I felt Sarah's hot mouth return to my nutty buddy.
Sarah licked and bobbed and sucked me with an expertise I hadn't expected. But true to her word, while she brought me ever closer and closer to furor, she never fully got me off.
Meanwhile, I suckled Becky to a new fire and fury, and when she stopped quaking above me I heard her command me, "Lick my orifice!"
That winking star had been right in front of my eyes for the last few minutes, and it was an easy thing to lean up and give Becky's brown spot a rim job. She was clean and eager, and my girlfriend wriggled above me in a constant state of arousal.
And then finally, Becky got off and moved down to straddle my hips. Now usually, whenever Becky was on top, she would face me so I could see her face contorting in frenzy. But most importantly, from that position I would watch her tits bouncing and her body splitting in half to accept my rod into her body. But this time, Becky was facing the foot of the bed, where Sarah knelt on the floor with her face only a foot away from where my dick pointed up to the heavens.
All I could now see was Becky's perky seat as she lowered herself down onto my rod, but Becky's eyes were locked onto the changing expressions in Sarah's face as Sarah watched my mushroom head forcefully prying open Becky's asshole, and then both cuties gasped when I popped through the sphincter and Becky started descending down along the shaft.
"Aww, fuck, yeah!" Becky moaned while idea me splitting her petite body in half, filling her nether passage. She wriggled and kept up a steady pressure until her asscheeks were finally flush against my thighs.
I could see the wide-eyed expression on Sarah's face, simply amazed at seeing her big sister getting behind-stuffed in broad daylight. And her eyes only got even bigger when Becky lifted herself up to reveal my wet dick in all its glory before lowering once again to cover me up.
My hands were clamped onto Becky's hips as she rose and fell in my lap. She was panting with a breathless energy, willing her body past the pain and through to the delightful contentment. "Gawd, it's so big..." she groaned at a particularly hard thrust.
And then I could feel her diddling her own clit while I took over stuffing duties and began to hammer my girlfriend up and down my shaft. I couldn't see her face, but I could see the way she shook her head from side to side, hair flying as she moaned and groaned and uttered quiet chants of "yes... yes... yes!"
Becky's naked back, the delicate trail of her spine and the ridges of her shoulder blades, held my attention in their exquisite perfection, like a sculpted goddess with graceful curvature and subtle eroticism. And I reveled in seeing her perky asscheeks bouncing with every impact as I pounded through her tight sphincter over and again.
I glanced over to the side, seeing that Sarah's eyes were tight slits now and she was visibly panting herself. Her arms were vibrating and I assumed she was playing with herself as she watched the having sex unfold before her.
And just when I felt the tightening of my ballocks, Becky wailed out her fornication, her hands going sack against her own pit of darkness while I blasted away at her fundament in rapid, staccato thrusts. Her buttfucking muscles clamped down tightly around me as she trembled atop me. And then Sarah's voice was joining her sister's in a harmonic howl of orgasm filling the room.
For some reason, it was that dual audio of feminine orgasms that set me off, more so than the tight asshole wrapped around my rod. And the combination of the two tipped me over the edge. So clamping Becky's body down against my crotch, I felt my cannon blow apart inside of my girlfriend's body as I pumped load after semen deep into her buns.
We all twitched for a few minutes, enjoying the aftershocks of our orgasms. And then Becky turned and collapsed onto her stomach across the bed, her white asscheeks rather pink from abuse and her rosy star now stretched into a gaping wide hole, little white globs of cum load leaking out of her slowly.
"Fuckin' A that was hot!" Sarah finally exclaimed, sounding just like my girlfriend.
Becky and I just panted in our exhaustion. But then Sarah reminded us of their parents' imminent arrival. So Becky and I slipped into the shower for a furious cleaning while Sarah stood guard.
It took a few minutes for Becky's anus to shrink back down, but we got cleaned up and I got my hair dried quickly before we returned to the living areas.
Mr. and Mrs. Wang never suspected a thing.
***
Thanksgiving dinner went smoothly. We had chicken instead of the American traditional Turkey, and a variety of Chinese dishes also were included in the meal. We stayed at the dinner table for at least two hours. The Wangs caught up as a family and I could feel the warmth and love between them all even through the cultural formality. I surmise they would have been joking around quite a bit and teasing each other, were it not for my presence as a guest.
But after a time, the ladies cleaned up while I spent some quality buttocks-kissing time with Becky's father. And then as the evening got late, the parents went to their room leaving us young people to stay up and talk.
Becky and Sarah hadn't spoken much about the two major sexual encounters that had taken place since we'd arrived. But after Sarah took a shower and then returned to hang out with us, I sensed a new tension between the nymphs as our expectations took over.
Basically, I fully expected to sneak into Becky's room in the middle of the night for the quickie we'd planned for yesterday. On the other hand, Sarah looked eager to watch since we'd allowed that in the afternoon, and was hoping we didn't send her away. As for Becky, I couldn't read her at all. There were always a few times that I had no clue what was going through my girlfriend's mind, and this was one of them.
Sarah finally decided for herself that we weren't going to involve her, and as the hour was getting late she announced that she was going to bed. It was at this moment that my girlfriend revealed all.
She held my hand and stared into my eyes with an intensity that had only ever been matched by the anger in her eyes after she found out I'd cheated on her the night before. Sarah even caught the tension shift in the room and paused to look at us before she went away.
"I want you to fuck her incisively like you did last night," Becky informed me. She briefly glanced to her little sister, who just looked in shock at those words. "I want to see everything for myself."
I hoped to hell that her parents were asleep, because Becky led me away from the couch and then directed her sister to go to her room. Sarah blinked and then obeyed, slinking silently down the hall.
We waited a minute, and I had to remind myself to keep breathing as we followed. And then I readied myself for whatever waited on the other side of the door.
***
When Becky swung the door open, she held a finger to her lips to remind me to stay quiet. The figure on the bed stirred, but remained with her back to us.
In my appetite, I wasn't even hard. But then Becky got down on her knees and peeled open my pants. "I want you to look at her. Remember how soft her skin felt. Remember the tight curves of her body. And think about what you're going to do to her."
Becky's voice was low, but it carried enough in the room so that Sarah could hear her, and I saw Sarah's body shift as she also visualized what was about to happen. And between those thoughts and Becky's warm hand on me, I felt the first stirrings of arousal filling my penis.
"You're about to fuck my little sister up the hind end... again," Becky reminded me, and then her hot mouth took my man meat inside, and I felt my body go rigid at the bliss shooting through my body. She swallowed me once, then backed away to speak to me again in that low, husky voice. "I want to watch you seize her hips and thrust inside that warm paradise. The same way you did last night."
She bobbed her head once again, grinning around my dick when my hands moved to her head and pulled her down against me, as if I was picturing thrusting into Sarah's snatch at that very moment. Her tongue felt sooo good trailing along the tush of my shaft. "Can you see it?" she asked me once she pulled back.
I nodded. I was rock hard now, and Becky's lavish tongue only fueled the cupidity inside of me. She took a few more licks and tested the heaviness of my balls, then pulled away and muttered, "Now go FUCK her."
I stepped forward to the bed, lifted the covers, and spooned in arse Sarah's trembling body. Tenderly, seeking to calm her, I softly kissed the back of her head. It was one thing to be awoken to the pleasantness of sexual activity. It was quite another to wait in anticipation of a strange man to come and ravage your body.
I tried to calm her, jerking her leg and rubbing my palm along the curvature of Sarah's tight ass. And then she let out a low, deep breath as she relaxed and enjoyed my simple presentiment.
I took that as my cue, and slid the thin strap of her panties to the side and pressed a finger into the moist folds of her twat. She gasped rude, a familiar sound, as my middle finger slipped easily into her tunnel all the way to the knuckle, and then I pulled my hand back so that my wet fingertips could start rubbing at her clit.
Sarah's eyes flew open and she saw Becky was now kneeling next to the bed, her sister's gaze locked to where my fingers were splitting her open.
I kept up my manual assault, now letting my left arm sneak below Sarah's neck and underneath her T-shirt so I could palm a firm breast and tweak the nipple. I hadn't done this last time, but Sarah wasn't complaining and Becky wouldn't know the difference anyways. And after a few minutes of my ministrations, Sarah came to a small epitasis, letting out a relieved gasping sigh while her thighs trembled. Her tasty voice pierced my brain, so familiar and yet not as I mentally understood that it was Sarah moaning.
But the ecstasy did relax her tremendously. Without my prodding, Sarah now moved to her stomach, already helping me remove her panties. She simply shoved the T-shirt up around her neck to leave her mostly naked body in a doggy position, eagerly anticipation what was to come.
I reached down and gripped both of Sarah's breasts while I knelt opening her and nudged my erection between her legs. And blindly I moved until I felt the tip had settled into the warm folds of Sarah's vagina. So I leaned in and slowly buried my dick inside her wet tunnel.
Becky actually moaned first, and then Sarah joined her as she felt my thickness spearing her nursery for only the second time. She really was a little tighter than her sister.
I flicked at Sarah's clit while I began to pump in and out of her, Sarah's chanting "yes... yes..." sounding just like her sister had hours before. But this time it was Becky who remembered the need for quiet as she pressed down on Sarah's head and planted her little sister's face into the pillow to muffle the sound.
Sarah clued in and did her best to keep quiet, albeit unable to avoid her whimpers completely. And the sexual act plus the erotic moaning was quickly getting Becky very, very aroused. In the end, Becky just stripped herself naked and then sat beside the bed fingering her own perineal genital mouth.
Becky whispered in my ear, "Watch! Watch your old faithless moving in and out of her zouzoune. Fuck that girl!" I groaned and watched the huge shaft parting Sarah's teenage folds.
"Oh it looks so hot! You're filling her up, stretching her wide for your big, stiff obelisk!" Becky moaned, strumming her own clit. "Damn I want some of that!"
Unable to resist any longer, Becky mounted the bed, kneeling doggy fashion right next to her little sister and presenting me with two perfect asses side by side. "Come on baby, give me a little lovin'!" she ordered me.

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2009-01-22T06:09:00.001-12:00

I want to walk into a room where you are, walk over to you and put my hands on your chest, lean into you and kiss you, run my tongue around the curve of you lips…suck your buns lip into my mouth and taste the sweetness of you…put my arms around you, hands tight against your back…lightly scratching my nails across your shirt-covered back…while nibbling your ear and then working my way down your neck with forceful bites…
I want to stand back and look at you, your intense eyes, your serious mouth, your posture so unsure of a body so skilled…I want to reach over and take the tail of your shirt in my hands and pull it up off of your body, exposing your chest…then lean in to quickly take each nipple between my teeth…before kissing my way down your stomach…alternating kisses and bites down to the waist of your pants…kneeling, I want to put my hands on your hips and move you in closer to me…then run my hands over your hips, down the outsides of your legs and then back up the insides, until I again reach the waistband of your pants, only allowing my hands to lightly brush your dong…then I want to unfasten your pants and slide them down your legs slowly, sense the natural contours of your body, and admiring the bulge in your boxers.
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While you stand with your bare behind before my face, I want to run just the tip of my tongue between your posterior cheeks, softly tasting your tasty skin….I want to lavish attention on your creamy white opening, tasting every bit of it, while your man meat, untouched, becomes thick.
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My affection was racing and my stomach churned but I guess it was probably too late to back out now. I'm nervous but on the surface I look calm and ready. I was taking an incredible risk but I had promised myself that I would do this before my next birthday. The big one. Where the attitude came from I don't really know, but the fantasy kept coming back and stalking me. It gnawed at me constantly and wouldn't let me out of its rat-like grip. I can only think it was a cry from my 'other self'. That other self who wasn't frightened of everything. The other self that certainly didn't cupidity routine and didn't always want everything to be just so. And safe.

Was it too late to back out now? No, of course it wasn't. But would I forgive myself if I did back out and call the entirely thing off? No. I wouldn't. And in six months, I would be back here again kneeling on this bed naked and with my hindquarters in the air, exposed and very, very vulnerable but poignancy even more frightened next time around.

No. To call it off now would be riskier than going ahead. It wasn't my physical well being I now worried about, but my mental one. How on earth did this simple thing go from an interesting ambience to something that had practically consumed both my days and my nights?

I had had a stiff pile of responses to my request when I had placed my ad. But then who wouldn't turn down the chance to take someone's assfucking virginity wholly anonymously and in secret? I suspect many of those replying were also looking to lose their own buttfucking virginity!

The task itself was simple for the chosen one. Find the house. The key would be hidden above the lintel. Enter the house, climb the stairs and the right bedroom would be obvious. The only one with an open door. I would be kneeling naked on the bed, hands bound prat my back. All you had to do was take your pants off (you were NOT to undress fully), kneel anus me and when you were erect enough, to penetrate my asshole. I will have already copiously lubricated the area and had asked you to be gentle BUT you were not to hold back at any time, no matter how I begged you. No safe word. This had to be completed and completion was you cumming inside me. You were then to untie my hands, dress yourself and leave without saying a word. You were to wear no scent or aftershave, not have smoked or eaten. You were to leave no trace of your visit except for what you leave inside of me, and your sweat where our skin touched

I had only told one person. My very best friend Beth. Her reaction was predictable. "Now let's get this right Kim. You are going to let a total stranger come into your home, basically to fuck you up the arsehole and then leave without a word being said? And what is his name, this lucky fella?"

"I don't know Tan. That is the altogether point. I CAN'T know his name."

"You are off your frigging head Kim, that's my impartial view of the situation."

"Please Tan. I need you to help me. I need you to tie my hands opening my back for me before he arrives. I can't do that myself."

"Your serious aren't you love," she stared at me incredulously. "You have this all worked out"

"'Fraid so" I grinned weakly, trying to convey an aura of total control. Now that was a joke!

"So here's the deal. I go with you, tie your hands buttocks your back then hang around to make sure you are alright.?"

"No, no! You really don't understand" I cried, tears filling my eyes. "It has to be done the way I see it in my head, or it just won't work"

I had spent weeks going through the replies to my ad. It was supposed to be a mad spontaneous thing on my part, but the response was so overwhelming I had to go through everything, weeding out the obvious timewasters. Then deciding who it was that I wanted. A lot of good candidates had immediately excluded themselves by putting their name on their reply. Some had written pages of psychobabble as to why they had to be the one. Others had simply sent a picture of their nutty buddy. And that was the other thing. What size man pipe did I want? Never having had ass penetration before, I was temped to go for something on the smaller side. But for this totally thing to work, I had to feel dirty, violated and abused. For that only a hammer sized member would do. Some of the candidates were very impressive, but were ruled out on health grounds. If I ended up having to go to hospital with a torn asshole or rectum, the anonymity would be gone and the whole thing ruined.

I had asked candidates to leave a mobile phone number and when I had completed my shortlist, I went out and bought a cheap, pay-as-you go phone. This would all have to be done by text message. A week later I had made my decision and the 'lucky winner' was notified by text. I say lucky winner. How was I to know he wasn't as terrified as I was?

And terrified I was as I knelt there in the warm, evening air waiting for the sound of the key to turn in the lock. Terrified yes, but I had never been so excited in my entire life.

It was 20 minutes since Beth had bound my hands hind end my back with a cord from my neck to the headboard and had left me there. The cord around my neck was a late addition to the plan. Included at the last minute to make sure I went through with this. So as I kneeled there, the decision to go ahead with it had already been made the minute Beth had gone out of earshot and could not be called back to untie me. That moment has passed twenty minutes ago

I had made it twenty minutes before the 'appointment' so that there was no chance of her seeing anyone on the way out. Of course there was nothing to keep in check her waiting around outside until my visitor came, but I trusted her. Just like she trusted me when I told her this was something I had to do. She was not happy. guy was she not happy, but that is what best friends are for. She had been very businesslike about tying me up, aloud even. I suppose she was trying to express her disapproval but all she managed to do was make the knots even tighter. And that was good. Now I couldn't escape, even if I had wanted too.

I had lubricated myself before she had arrived. There are some things even a best friend should not be asked to do. I had also removed as many personal things as I could from the bedroom. What remained was pretty much the bed, the wallpaper and of course me.

And then, the moment arrived. There was no mistaking the sound of the key in the lock. If I had thought my atmosphere couldn't beat any faster it had just proved me wrong. Very wrong! Fantasy had just become reality. I had crossed the line,

"Hello", a voice shouted up the stairs. 'Shit! That was not supposed to happen!' No talking was my rule number one. My excitement turned to anger. He's drilling ruined it. He's plowing ruined it for me and for himself. I struggled to get upright wobbling awkwardly on the soft bed. Game over! Finito. Hasta la vista baby! But Tan's disapproval had imbued my bonds with a strength I could not overcome. Unwittingly she had done her job too well. I praised her and cursed her to hell in the same breath. As I struggled, the footfalls on the stairs got louder, closer and then stopped. He was there, standing in the doorway. I froze. I really froze. I could not move a muscle. I heard his belt being undone as he came towards me. He kneeled on the bed keister me then slowly unzipped himself. The sound of the zip lowering was what did it. I burst into tears and started weeping like a baby. The sound of the zip meant only one thing. It was about to happen. When he heard me weeping he stopped. 'Carry on you fool' I urged silently. 'Don't sensation me! Just do it!'

I snuffled back my tears and stopped sobbing. Silence restored, he continued. His pants were now around his knees. That was wrong! He was supposed to take them off completely. He wasn't playing the game properly. First talking and then this. These were my rules he was breaking. Then it hit me with ice-cold clarity. I wasn't in control anymore. I was the one bound and naked. He was the one kneeling buns me with an iron mighty erection. He was the one calling the shots now. If he wanted to recite the entire works of Josh Archer he could, and would still be able to fuck me and I wouldn't be able to do a damn thing about it. But then that was what I wanted, wasn't it.

But he chose not to speak. Instead he touched the end of his penis on my anus and left it there. I could feel his hardness and his warmth; He moved it slowly back and forth gently jerking me with it. He was trying to be gentle with me. We were now back on track. After a minute or so of this gentle caressing he stopped with his obelisk right over the hole. He leaned forward ever so slightly, the weight of his body starting to push him into me. Then he stopped. Waiting for a response from me. Was he doing all right? Was he being gentle enough? I answered him by pushing back against him so that he went in another inch. He responded by withdrawing half an inch, and so it continued. An inch in, half an inch out. His reply (with photo) claimed that he was 8 inches and very colossal. I must have had pretty much all of those 8 inches by now and he was very large. He was stretching me. As the Vaseline coated his old faithless his strokes became more rapid. I swear there was more than 8 inches inside me now. As yet, I had felt no sexual excitement. He was hurting me despite his best efforts not to. But those efforts were diminishing with every stroke as he got more and more excited. He was now stuffing me with all his weight and his breathing was becoming shallow and laboured. It can't be much longer now. And it wasn't. Within a few strokes he was making those noises that men make when they come, but stifle to keep it quiet. I thought he was going to choke. Instead he grabbed hold of my orifice even tighter and quivered as he came. The pain was so intense that I thought it was only a matter of time before I passed out. But I didn't. It was a funny pain, like nothing I had experienced before.

He didn't hang around long after that. Just pulled his pants back up, tied his belt then untied me and left. Just walked out of there, cool as a cucumber. This was precisely what I had wanted. As I moved my knees around to get more comfortable I realised I was kneeling in something damp. I had come after all. When the hell did that happen? Was that the 'funny pain' I had felt?

As my premonition rate slowed and the pain in my posterior lessened, it dawned on me. At last I was free!

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2009-01-20T06:01:00.000-12:00

Sara worried about her daughter Melanie who just was eighteen years old. It made Sara think back of her own teenage years when she was as an ugly ducking growing up in Ohio. Only in her late teens she suddenly bloomed into a slutty swan. Unfortunately being a blooming beauty, combined with her youthful inexperience, soon made her a single mother. Fortunately she received great support from her parents, Greg and Ivette.

The young mother created quite a career for herself, working mighty to become a model. When one of her friends tried to get accepted as a centerfold by using her photograph, it resulted in Sara becoming a centerfold herself. She was so successful she was elected Centerfold of the Year. In the meantime the ravishing blonde made sure Melanie wouldn't fall in the same trap as herself. From the time she was a little nymph, Sara let Melanie have ballet lessons. The early start made it easy to continue the lessons during her teen years. Although Sara tried to keep Melanie away from boys inevitably the effects of hormones took over. Two months after Melanie entered the cheerleader squad of one of the high school football teams she proudly presented her boyfriend, a local star, the quarterback of Ohio State University.

When Sara saw Brian for the first time, it was like déjà vu: his height (he was 6 feet 3) as well as his good looks. Complementing his naturally athletic build was a crown of collar-length blond hair and green eyes that held a mysterious quality guaranteed to mesmerize the most reluctant female. He had an attractive face with a square jaw line and an enigmatic grin that hinted he was much more mature than his age. Although not even thirty he seemed he knew just how to get what he wanted. Sara remembered a similar man from her past. It was Mel all over again. How long had it taken him to kiss her? Ten minutes? Fifteen minutes? How long did it take him to fondle her breasts on their first date? One hour? Two hours? And how long did it take him to bed her? Sara almost blushed. What an innocent vixen she had been then, what an easy conquest... Three months later Mel had her pregnant. Another two months and he was gone, to the NFL, making money. She saw his pictures, surrounded by other hotties, in Sports Illustrated, People and other magazines she read in the waiting rooms of her obstetrician.

Over the years Sara had developed a great relationship with her daughter, even when she had her career as a Centerfold. They seemed more like two close friends than mother and daughter. However, Sara's protective motherly instincts came to full alert when she now realized her young was in danger. Brian was much too old for her. He was a dangerous man. Sara did a good job in hiding her worries and weaving a subtle network of activities. Melanie and her hunk never had the chance to be alone together for more than an hour. Ballet lessons, visiting grandma, shopping sprees with mom, regular studies, all these were keeping Melanie quite busy. Brian did seem to notice Sara's obstructions and she caught him a couple of times checking her out.

It took one month before Brian called to invite Sara to meet him in the city for lunch. When he rose from his chair to greet her, Sara noticed again how handsome he looked; his athletic body, the angle of his jaw, those green eyes. He looked much older than his age of twenty-six. She guessed he would have a great dick and from experience she knew her guess used to be right. Quickly she suppressed her Roy-rated thoughts. After the usual small talk the conversation inevitably shifted to Melanie.

"You have a hungry and tasty daughter, Mrs. Shaw."

Sara decided to skip further small talk. "What do you want from her, Brian?" she said "Do you just want to have sex? That's it, isn't it?"

He looked startled, almost amused.

"Actually, Mrs. Shaw... It's not Melanie I want, ... I want you!"

Sara looked him straight in the face. He grinned and looked at her with those green eyes of his. This was not the reaction she had prepared for.

"Look, Brian, I don't like what I hear. You can't be serious!"

"Sure I am, I was really impressed by you pictorial, in fact I still am. Do you know I voted for you to be the Centerfold of the Year?"

"This is ridiculous, why are you pursuing Melanie?"

"You look so alike, like mother, like daughter. You're almost like two sisters and I much prefer the older sister!"

"Look Brian. I am not going to date my daughter's boyfriend. Your infatuation with me will go nowhere, and you know it. This conversation is ended!" Resolutely Sara left the restaurant. She had never heard anything more ridiculous and embarrassing in her life. The man even had the nerve to look at her legs when she walked away! She was glad she stopped this nonsense right from the start.

A week later a blushing Melanie confided to her mother that she had tender feelings for Brian. He was invited by the Seahawks to visit their facilities in Seattle and talk about a contract. He could take his missis or girlfriend with him. The information switched on all Sara's alarms. She had enough control to show interest and offer the support to be expected from a good mother. Inside however, she was wild Brian didn't give up. She called him to have a second meeting.

"What is this Seattle thing supposed to mean?"

"If I can't date you, I can at least date her!

"This isn't a date, you just want to fuck her. Do you know she is a virgin?"

"I don't want to fuck her, I rather like to fuck you... I am sorry, that sounds awful."

"It is awful!"

"I mean, I am not eager to fuck young sluts, I rather have an adult woman... it's considered perfectly all right now for a woman to take a much younger lover. Look, Mrs. Shaw, you are a wonderfully looking MILF, you cannot blame me to want you!

"What do you mean by MILF?"

"Didn't you see the mpegs American Pie?"

"No, I missed it, tell me about it."

"MILF is an abbreviation of 'Mother I'd Like to Fuck'

Sara concluded the boy obviously had a problem. As a single woman she seldom found what she really needed. Many times she had seen male eyes travel slowly up from her slender ankles to the graceful curves of her calves, then up again to the smooth-skinned and long thighs, the prominent anus and trim waist. But then she had seen them turn away, concluding this centerfold beauty was beyond their league. Now she had to deal with this impertinent fool who kept staring at her with those damn eyes.

He has seen me nude already. Sara almost panicked. The Centerfold of the Year pictorial had been quite daring and revealing. Some of those pictures even had shown her intimate vagina. Tastefully of course, and details brushed away, but nevertheless... Unconcerned he was looking at her legs again. Sara felt almost naked under his stare and she felt getting all hot when she followed his eyes to her crotch.

"keep in check looking at my legs! If you bother us again, I will go straight to the police."

Even as she rose and left, Sara knew her threat was mute. Melanie was over eighteen, legally adult and publicity would be the last thing she wanted. At breakfast the following morning an upbeat Melanie told her she Brian had asked her to accompany him to Seattle, the following weekend. It was all Sara needed to hear. She dialed his cell.

"Where and when?" she asked when she heard his voice.

"The dining room of the MetroLux Hotel, 7 pm and Mrs. Shaw... could you wear the black underwear you used in your pictorial, please..."

Sara pounded the phone down.

The MetroLux was the best hotel in downtown, a carefully restored building dating from the end of the 19th century. Brian had made a reservation for a private dining room.

"He is quite sophisticated for a young man." Sara thought. However, she was pleased the chance one of Melanie's friends would see them together, would be minimal. She had chosen a simple black high collared evening dress. The last thing she wanted was to excite him.

"I forbid you to take Melanie with you to Seattle. I did some research and found out you will share bedrooms with the cuties you take with you." Sara blurted out the moment the waiter had served their drinks and taken their orders.

"You are unreasonable, Mrs. Shaw. Melanie is an adult, skilled young woman. I am a man and I have my needs. We like to have some fun together. It is considered healthy to release sexual tensions, to enjoy each other! How has your love life been lately?"

"Watch it, Brian! My love life is none of your business and you are talking about having fun with my daughter! You are talking about bedding my little cutie...! If you are atmosphere appetising, don't use my daughter...!"

"But it's you I want, you are looking amazing tonight. Ever since I saw your Centerfold of the Year pictorial, years ago, I dreamt about you. When I'm looking at Melanie, I am only seeing you. When I'm kissing her I feel like kissing you. I need to make love to her, unless you can suggest an alternative..."

Sara swallowed before she expressed her indignation.

"You bastard!" She hissed.

Again the waiter interrupted them, this time bringing them their entrees. Only after he had taken their dessert orders, could Sara continue to express her indignation.

"Read my lips: leave Melanie alone. If you feel horny, just find another woman...!"

"I don't want just another woman! I never would be able to make out with a stripper or a call slut. I only want you!"

"You're really crazy..."

Sara realized she slipped into repetitions. The past week she was tormented by sleepless nights with fast wicked dreams. She started consciousness less convincing. This guy was hopeless. Sara had some stalkers in the past, but they always were kept quite a distance from her. This was close, much too close for delight. To make things worse Brian seemed to ambience her waning outrage. He remained remarkably quiet and even confidently took her hand between his.

"You are so exciting and talented, Mrs. Shaw... Come on, I'm not too bad looking, give me a chance."

Sara felt a shiver creeping up her spine. This was getting dangerous. This guy really could soften a hoe up. His hands seem to exude some electrical current. Melanie wouldn't stand any chance against him.

"You 're just a creep, looking at tits and arsehole in girlie magazines. You should be ashamed."

Sara had the belief she had regained control after her jiff of weakness.

"Mrs. Shaw, I didn't just look at your tits and behind, I mean yours are lusty, but most of all I looked at your face. The first picture of your pictorial... your lips, they are sexy!"

Sara felt flattered, the first picture happened to be her favorite too. She also felt excitement creeping up. The guy was impossible, but he was undeniably cute in some way and he showed a combination of maturity, confidence and determination. Sara found it more and more difficult to resist his charms. For a last time their conversation was interrupted by the waiter.

"Your check, sir... any time you're ready." He disappeared discretely.

When Brian reached over to take the check Sara felt the back of his hand accidentally rubbing against her knee. It gave her the creeps. She was relieved they would leave. Suddenly Brian took her hands again. When he turned to her she saw his gaze moving to her lips.

"I adore the little grooves in your lips... "

He hesitated, obviously wanting to ask her something.

"What do you want, tell me!"

He smiled and looked at her.

"Could you go down on me and suck my old faithless?"

Sara lashed out wide to slap him right in the face, but he gripped her wrist in a flash. She was fuming in rage.

"You filthy bastard, what in the world made you think I would do anything like that?"

He firmly held her wrists.

"Please, please... come down, Mrs. Shaw. I had some drinks with Mel, last month, he told me about the days you had with him. He told me everything!

Sara suddenly felt paralyzed. Brian knew... Memories of the past feverishly whirled through her mind. Mel was the man who discovered and unfolded her submissive nature. He had enjoyed and exploited her body time after time, always finding new ways to subdue her and humiliate her, to lure her into raw, nasty sex. Suddenly he was gone but even then she never really could hate him. She named their daughter after him, keeping a living memory of Harper those nights she sobbed and convulsed in peaks of climax. Sara never guessed he would kiss and tell. Now another man knew her secret. Those quarterbacks were like old ladies, blabbering around about their conquests when they were hanging out together.

Brian's eyes still were locked in hers. She noticed again they were green and they were naughty. Sara felt her anger drain away. Gradually she felt excitement building in her. It started minutes ago, and now it was there, centered right in her groin. She thought of the way Mel had dominated her. Without a word she slipped down from her arse and dropped on all fours. Light filtered through the tablecloth so she effortlessly noticed how his erection pressed against the front of his trousers. She hesitated for a moment but then decidedly slid his zipper down until his trousers opened. She became aware of his fingers in her hair. When she leaned closer, she inhaled his scent. He smelled musky, sweaty and male. His obelisk was hot, alive and powerful touching her cheek for just a second. It felt like warm velvet over solid steel. Excitement rushed through her body when she felt his penis swelling in her hand. Then her head dropped forward when she took his plum into her mouth.

She ran her tongue around the bulb of his silky-smooth knob, down to the full length of his penis, savoring the masculine taste of him. With one hand under his scrotum, she slid her tongue back up and down his shaft before she wrapped her lips around his swollen tip. It was a long time ago she handled such a beautiful dong. Easing his nuts out of his trousers she gazed at the hairy bags as his spheres rolled and heaved in her hands. She watched his sack move within the thin bag of his scrotum as he gasped in his male bliss. She continued to slip him in and out of her mouth slowly, till her lips moved down, down to the vary base...

Brian was going to come in her mouth. She knew as he clutched her head. My daughter's friend is going to have fire and fury in my mouth. The utter decadence of the situation made her shiver. His spunk gushed in to her mouth, the salty liquid bathing her tongue, filling her cheeks as his man meat rhythmically twitched. She wallowed powerful, taking care the fluid wouldn't seep over her lips.

"That was wonderful!" he said when she resumed her orifice next to him. "Let's proceed to the bedroom, I made a reservation for a appetizing suite."

"I will do no such a thing, enough is enough!"

"If you don't want to sleep with me I will get you a taxi right away but I prefer you would come with me upstairs. I am looking forward bringing a defiant women to submission!"

She noticed a distinct change in his demeanor, the success of his forward approach having unleashed his dominating side. His acquired knowledge how to handle her definitively gave him all the self-confidence he needed. All of a sudden Sara was aware of affection warmth in the pit of her stomach. She felt a deep visceral need, blatantly sexual, centered right in her groin. How she longed for the blistering fornication she so long had dreamt about but had never achieved since Mel.

They rode the elevator in a hurry. As soon as the bedroom door was closed, Brian pulled her against him. She felt his monster sized member through his trousers.

"Bend over!"

He lifted her skirt and ripped her thong straps apart, casually yanking the tiny gusset from her open lips. Sara knew her sex would be open and dripping. Her ass cheeks were shamelessly exposed.

"Your pussy is mine, Mrs. Shaw." His voice sounded assured and arrogant.

"Don't call me Mrs. Shaw."

"OK, then I call you Sara, my hottie! You will be a babe for me, won't you?"

"No, oh no..." She felt his finger exploring her intimidate folds, deliberately touching her clitoris slightly. Not too much, just enough to make her rut. Her back arched, allowing him even easier entrance.

"O, yes you will! I am crazy about those single mothers with their dripping cunts! They are the most desperate, begging and crawling to be stuffed."

"No, no, nooo...."

"I bet you will! In a minute you will drop on your knees and start sucking my one-eyed demon again. Don't worry, I will fuck your brains out till you can't have anymore and cry for mercy."

"Never, never!"

The moment she let the words escaped her mouth Sara knew her defeat would be inevitable. The urge to submit and experience the humiliation of total surrender overpowered her, a craving for the bittersweet contentment of awesome defeat. His fingers relentlessly intensified her excitement. She dropped to her knees working feverishly on his trousers. Almost frantically she opened his belt and finally pulled down his pants. In the light of the bedroom for the first time she could admire his athletic body in its full glory. She looked in awe at what her hands held. The massive plum colored helmet and its shaft thrust up from a large hatch of hair. throbbing blue veins were coiling themselves around a majestic column of rock-powerful anxiety. Her fingers could hardly encircle it and the twat was already exuding pearls of pre-cum. It was far the biggest nutty buddy she had ever encountered.

"Ohmigod!" she murmured. Excitement was churning her insides at the thought of this monster splitting her nether lips, spearing up in her box. Suddenly his hand clenched hard in the wealth of her blonde hair and her head was wrenched back so that she had to stare up into his eyes.

"Now you will beg for it, like a good bitch... won't you?"

"Yes, fuck me... please, fuck me!" She whispered.

"Good girl!"

Sara didn't make romantic love like a good Centerfold should; she just jumped into his arms. With him standing she started riding him like in her earlier, quick years. His hands delved deep in her cheeks while he mercilessly impaled her on his upright phallus. The way his man pipe stretched her inside was beyond anything she had experienced before. It brought her to an earth shattering, blinding frenzy.

Having experienced an furor earlier that night, Brian didn't have his second eclampsia yet. When she had finished twisting and moaning he lifted her off and unceremoniously threw her hard down on the bed, on her back. She felt the weight of his muscular body pinning her down. In two movements he hooked her knees in front of his shoulders, spreading her wide open, her sex, oozing the juice of her heat. His weight crushed her, his hot rod plowing in and out her contracting channel. Inch by inch, with each thrust, she was stretched further. She groaned at the remorseless way he treated her, pinning her knees down to the mattress with her face in between, her hips bucking up at him urgently, greedy for another blistering orgasm she had missed for so many years.

When he finally started those long, intense, pelvis-slapping thrusts, she clenched every internal muscle around his lust, determined to milk every drop from his dancing testicles. As the world exploded in her head she heard herself shrieking in epitasis. He rewarded her with hot jets of load of cum overfilling her snatch. When they savored the aftermath of their comfort, she felt the wealth of his emission slowly trickling along her thighs. Sara's hand moved down across his muscular chest to his flat stomach and found his pubic hair and the cylinder of his semi-erect penis. It was neatly decorated by grayish layers of slime. She cupped the glorious ballocks and juggled them gently, the stroked the penis itself. It hardened under her attitude, growing under her greedy eyes.

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2009-01-19T04:36:00.000-12:00

It had been five years between my first sexual encounters with the baby-sitter and my next. She was a college graduate with a bachelors in economics and now she was in graduate school. Yesterday she had come into my office and asked me for a job as a teaching assistant. Since I had known her all of her life as well as her mother and father and brother, I didn't have any problem with her as my teaching assistant. When she was eighteen, we had a thirty hour affair that started as a drunken fling at the golf course and ended with a three-way with my first lady. And since that time, though we were in each other's company for most holidays and birthdays, we hadn't done more than exchange a grin and maybe a look or two with more meaning than met that eye.

I also have suspected that my missis of twenty-five years and my baby-sitter have been fucking for the last five years. No that can't be true. Not the last five years. It was Patty my signora that put Rebecca up to seducing me in the first place, with her blessing. How could I have been so blind? I wasn't the first person in my marriage to have sex with the baby-sitter: Patty was!

Now here I sit in my office on a slutty Spring morning considering the fact that Rebecca and I had had sex the evening before and coming to the epiphany that not only had my matron been having affair with the baby-sitter since I first had sex with her, she had had an affair with her since BEFORE. How could I have been so obtuse? I mean, I am a learned man. I have a doctorate in economics from one of the most prestigious Carol league schools to allow football players to study economics. I have had sex on numerous occasions, though with only a few partners. I have read books, literature, internet stories, seen movies, read Penthouse Forum Letters, and I never really put it together.

How stupid I was. How utterly without a clue. I sat there, staring at the volumes on the shelves above my desk, fingers interlaced, hands arsehole my head, and chuckled at my own ignorance. I was grinning for no particular reason when I heard a knock at the door. It was odd, I thought at the time, that someone would knock on the door since it was standing wide open, but I realized that I must look like the perfect simpleton, staring at nothing and laughing about whatever it was I was seeing.

"Dawn! Good morning," I grinned and offered her a chair. "I'm afraid I have bad news. Your examination grade wasn't impressive. C minus in fact. But you will be allowed to take the makeup examination. Do you remember the conditions?"

Dawn Maschmann sat at my desk, hands folded in her lap, knees tightly together. She had agreed the previous afternoon to accept certain conditions if allowed her to retake the midterm exam. She had a trip to Cancun during Spring Break if she could manage B's or better on her mid semester grades. The conditions were simple, she could not cram for the exam, she must accept a letter grade lower than she earned, meaning she would need an A to get a B, and finally she must answer each question thoroughly, demonstrating her breadth and depth of knowledge of the subject matter. I knew she was really bright enough to get an A. She had answered a somewhat complex question about market economics concerning Cuba the afternoon before, I knew she had the ability. I knew she lacked the confidence. Still she nodded the affirmative. "You CAN do better. I know it," I assured her, making my point by using my pencil like a gavel on the corner of the desk. "Answer each question thoroughly, take your time." I could attitude that she was still tense, so I reached out and lightly touched her shoulder, attempting to reassure her. She moved like I had zapped her with a static shock. I jerked my hand back, afraid that I had done more harm than good. My attempt to be reassuring and fatherly had been misinterpreted, I was almost certain.

"I will have you leave your book bag here. Bring three pencils and come with me." I stood up and squeezed by her, careful not to prickling her again. We crossed the hall to my lecture hall which would remain empty until my graduate seminar that evening. I pointed at the desk in the front of the room. "Sit there. I will leave the door to my office open and the door to this room open. If you have any questions, you may come to my office and ask them. I will be able to work while proctoring your examination. Okay?"

"Gramercy Professor Daniels. This is really more than I should have expected. I promise to hurry."

"No Dawn, don't hurry. I want you to be thorough. Take as long as is necessary. You must get an A to receive a B, remember?" I reminded her.

"Yes, I remember. Heaven be praised again."

I only smiled and indicated the anus, took note of the time, ten past eight, and walked back to my office. I spent the remainder of the morning reviewing the tests that Rebecca had graded the night before. I was as pleased with her grading manner that morning as I was the night before. But checking the exams was only a pretext. I really spent the morning pondering my earlier Eureka! Finally I could take it no longer, I closed my door halfway and picked up the telephone. I didn't consciously dial my home number, but my wife answered the phone after my fingers worked from muscle memory.

"Hello," answered my wife.

"Hello my darling wife, my wise companion, my significant other, my confidant, my muse, my dear...."

"What on earth has gotten into you Harper?"

"Just the realization that you are married to one of the most brilliant men in the entire Pacific Northwest and he has been oblivious to what you have been up to these past five or six years." I was chortling. She could tell.

"Really?" She asked amused by my mood and the mystery of its origin. "And just what is it that I have been up to that you have been oblivious to these past five or six years, that you have just now realized and it has put you into such a giddy mood?"

I paused.

"Well?" she asked.

I waited.

"Come on Harper, are you going to be like this for long? I have laundry to do and shopping to get done. I don't have time for this."

Finally I could take it no more.

"Rebecca." Now it was her turn to go silent. Then I could hear laughter. It wasn't just my wife's voice either.

"Oh my Lord! She's there NOW isn't she?"

"Yes she is. Would you like to speak to her?"

Again I found myself at the disadvantage. Just when I thought I had it figured out, my life threw me another curve ball. I took a long second to gather my wits.

"Sure."

"Hello Harper," came a voice that I recognized immediately. "How are you this morning."

"Apparently I am still running arse the pack. Just when were you two planning on telling me?"

"Tell you? We thought you KNEW!" They both broke down into hysterics. I hung up without saying good-bye. I remembered the student across the hall and I opened my office door fully again. Dawn was in the lecture hall, seated at my other desk, head down and concentrating. I gave her my full attention. 'She could be quite pretty if she had a tan and dressed a little more....' I was thinking when I caught myself considering her as more than just a student. I averted my gaze and considered what was happening in my house that very moment. My wife and the only extramarital affair I had ever had were likely naked, intertwined, having hot monkey sex, and I was here, proctoring a make-up test. Suddenly my horny spring day was not quite so crisp. I was jealous.

It took Dawn until a little after noon to complete the makeup exam. She came into my office and took her orifice next to my desk and handed me the papers. Her hands went back to her lap, and she sat upright on the edge of the hindquarters. Very proper.

It took me less than a paragraph to realize that this was superior to her previous efforts. Quite superior. "This looks very good," I assured her, when I finished with her first answer. "If the remainder of the test is as good as the first answer, you will be pleased with the results." I set the test aside, face down on the pile of completed exams, intending to go home and get some lunch and then go play golf. I would come back in the afternoon and grade it, teach my graduate seminar, and then go home and make passionate love to my wife. After making her confess to her affair in sordid details of course If I couldn't have the affair, at least I could live vicariously through hers.

"Please Professor Daniels," Dawn beseeched me. Her hand was on my arm and she was pleading. "If it's not too much trouble, could you grade the exam now? My father knew I was taking the test yesterday and I need to know. I wouldn't ask except I really want to go to Cancun with all my girlfriends. Could I impose on you to grade it now?" Her hand was small, the fingers long and delicate, like a pianists. Her hands were smooth and cool. She gripped my forearm, not with power, just sincerity. To sweeten the pot she added, "If you grade it now, I will buy you lunch in the Commons."

I laughed. "The Commons? Not even the cockroaches eat there. That sounds more like a stick than a carrot. I'll tell you what, I will go ahead and grade the exam and if you get a B, I will buy you lunch at the country club. I plan on playing golf anyway. Is that a deal?"

"Anything you say, Professor. Anything at all, I just need to get my grade." The way she said 'anything at all' seemed a little out of character for her. Did I imagine that she had just propositioned me? I gave her a good mighty look, and her look back neither confirmed nor denied what I had imagined.

I turned my attention to her examination. I had only quickly read her first answer, I made a more thorough reading of the answer, pausing now and again to circle part of a sentence and make a notation in the margin. I use a sky blue pencil to correct exams and students have a long standing joke about getting 'blue-marked' by Professor Daniels. Students who get a great deal of blue on their exams either do quite well on those exams or the exact opposite. This exam had a great deal of blue-marking. It took me twenty minutes to Chad up her exam. I reread my notes and observations, did some mental calculations, and wrote her grade on the front, circling the final Chad with the blue pencil.

"Are you sure you want to see this? After all, I did subtract a full letter grade from your actual Chad." I held the paper so she couldn't see the grade. She thought for a moment, studying her hands which were clasped firmly together on her knees.

"Yes I'm sure," she replied. I held the paper out to her, careful to keep the letter grade on the side away from her gaze. She reached out slowly, almost afraid to sensibility it, lest it carry terrible news. She held it in her hand, closed her eyes and turned it around so she could see it. Then she opened her eyes. She shrieked and jumped back in her chair, startling me in mine.

"A B+! I GOT A B+! Many thanks, Much obliged, Thank Heaven, Thanks, thank you!" she gushed and crowed and leapt over the corner of the desk and grabbed me by the neck. I know she didn't realize it but she kissed me on the cheek, not once but five times, once after each thank-you. Then she stood up, barely able to stay earth bound, she flitted like only a college slut can flit. "I get to go to Cancun, I get to go to Cancun." She was fairly singing. She sat back down. "A B PLUS! Can you believe it?"

"Yes I can, as a matter of fact. Yours would have been the top Chad in the class if I hadn't deducted a full letter grade as per our agreement." That reminder seemed to catch her by even greater surprise.

"Do you mean that I actually got an A+?" she asked, incredulous to the sensitivity that she could be bright. I nodded.

"You show a significant understanding of the field of economics and world politics. What is your major?"

"Well, I'm, well...."

"You are studying for your Bachelors in Undecided, aren't you?"

"It's that obvious," she admitted. "Isn't it?"

"You should consider Political Science, World Policies, or Economics. You have an aptitude."

"Me? I have an aptitude?"

"Yes you do. But you can consider that in Cancun on Spring Break. Try to work it in between margaritas and cabana boys." She blushed at my insinuation. Again I thought I had gone to far. "Anyway, you don't need to think about that now. I'm so naughty my belly thinks my throat's been cut. Let's go get some lunch." I stood up, grabbed my coat and held the door for her. "A deal is a deal."

We drove to the country club in my convertible. It was nearby and it would be no trouble at all to run her back into campus after lunch and before my tee time, which was rather fluid anyway. We sat in the lounge and had Shrimp and Crab Louie and iced tea. Dawn was fairly talkative over lunch, I suppose from the good news she had received. We talked about her family in southern Oregon. She was from an old established lumber tradition. I got the ambience that she was only in college to obtain an Mrs. degree and return back to southern Oregon with the heir apparent to the old established lumber tradition. Somehow the conversation got shifted around to more personal matters and she asked if I was married.

"I've been married twenty-five years to my college sweetheart," I answered, gladly filling in all the details about my boys. "How about you? Is there a special someone in your life?"

"Oh," she admitted. "There is someone I have kind of a thing for. He's a little older and he is involved with someone else. I've had this kind of crush on him since I first met him. He just doesn't seem to notice me, Professor Daniels. He just looks through me."

"Call me Harper. All my friends call me Harper. Do you mind if I offer a bit of 'fatherly' advice?"

"You can say anything you like... Harper," she replied, test driving my name to see if it fit.

"You are an attractive young woman. But you have the potential to be simply stunning. You have excellent posture, a comely build, and enticing features. But you wear clothes that don't flatter you at all. You let your hair cover your face too much and though you don't need much make-up, a little bit of color will certainly catch his eye." Again the look on her face gave me the poignancy that I had gone too far.

"It's time I got you back to campus. Are you finished?" I tried to move quickly to another subject, desperate not to do any harm to the confidence I had hoped I was building. She arose without a word and we left in silence. Every so often I could feel her look over at me, I could feel her eyes studying my face. A couple of times I think she meant to speak, but when I turned toward her to listen, she quickly looked away.

"Where should I drop you, Miss Maschmann?"

"Oh shoot! I left my book bag in your office. It has my room keys and my student ID in it."

"That's no problem, we can simply go and get it."

I pulled into the faculty lot and into my assigned space and we walked together into my office. I unlocked the door and opened it for her. She entered and picked up her bag. She turned around and spoke.

"Harper, I have something to ask you. Could you please come in and close the door?" I stepped in and shut the door buttocks me. When I turned back to face her, she was right there in front of me. She reached up and put her arms around my neck and pulled me down to her. She kissed me on the mouth, catching me by complete surprise. I jerked back in shock. For the fourth time that day I did the wrong thing. She turned bright red and pushed past me, hind end the door and rushing out the hallway and down the stairs. I felt terrible. I was simply not that adept at understanding women of any age.

"Well she certainly left in a hurry," said a familiar voice from the hallway. "Did you get a little fresh?" Rebecca was giving me a wicked little pussy. "Well boss man, what work do you have for your indentured servant for today?"

"I am heading to the golf course. I have time for a fast nine before dinner and my seminar tonight. But now that I have a TA, maybe I should let HER teach that seminar."

"Don't you think your TA should be more than a semester ahead of the class she is teaching?" she asked.

"Why? I'm usually only a lecture ahead. Would you like to join me for a round? My foursome has probably left without me."

"I thought you'd never ask." Rebecca came with me out to the course, riding beside me, head back, face toward the sun, eyes closed. She looked so jawdropping riding there. I could hardly take my eyes from her. We separated in the lobby. She went to change into golf attire and so did I. The bag attendants already had our clubs on a cart when we came out within a few seconds of each other.

"Which nine?" I asked Henry, the starter who knew which side of the course would be more open and conducive to a furious moving twosome.

"Better play the back. There's a couple of gaggles on the front. I don't know if they are golfing or grazing." Henry referred to older, heavier women foursomes in several disparaging ways. We took his advice and headed for the 10th tee. Rebecca is a very good golfer. She played competitive golf in college, though not good enough to warrant a stint on the LPGA. I was still a hack and my skills were diminishing. After six holes, I was three stroke buns her. I don't know if my lack of ball striking skills had anything to do with her, her looks, or her appearances in my fantasies with her and my wife, but I could scarcely concentrate.

"Let's play the last three holes for something worthwhile," she suggested.

"What do you have in mind?"

"The winner can decide."

"Agreed." That was the extent of the wager negotiations.

I won the first hole by sticking a five iron from 225 to eight feet and two putting. She won the last two holes easily. On the tee at seventeen, she bent over in front of me on purpose, allowing me a full view of her ass and legs from keister. I was shaking when I finally addressed my ball, slicing it badly. On eighteen, I was bent over my three foot putt for a tie when she walked up, ran her nails down my right arm, blew gently into my right ear and said "If you miss, I am going to fuck your brains out." I missed badly.

"I'll meet you in the sauna," she exclaimed happily. "You can settle your bet there."

Our country club has a Ron and Julia sauna. You can enter it from either the men's or ladies locker rooms through doors on either side. Each door comes with a lock, and when men use the sauna, they lock the women's side and vice versa. I stripped naked, slipped a towel around my waist and entered from my side. The hot cedar affection was wonderful. I have loved saunas since I was a teenager. I locked the door derriere me. A minute later, Rebecca entered from the women's side and she locked the door behind her. I was already beginning to perspire.

"You aren't in such bad shape for an old man," she joked, taking a prat on the bench next to me. Her towel slipped off, revealing that she had nothing at all on to keep her modest. "Tell me about that little student hottie who came out of your office this afternoon."

"Dawn Maschmann? What's to tell? She took a makeup exam this morning and wanted to thank me. I think she got a little carried away and might be embarrassed. It will pass. Why don't you tell me why you and my wife have been having an affair for more than five years and you never said a word to me."

"Honestly Harper, I thought you knew. I figured that Patty would tell you. You sleep with her every night."

"I don't ever recall her having a dabbler affair with you ever came up."

"Really? What DID come up between you then?" Her hand crossed my lap and tugged at my towel, revealing the beginnings of a awesome erection. "Is this what you discussed? I'm jealous that Patty has had this all to herself for the last five years."

"You're jealous? I'm the one who ought to be jealous. After all, you have been having an affair with each other and I haven't been involved. That doesn't seem fair."

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Hot anal sex and butt fucking

2009-01-18T04:24:00.000-12:00

Her eyes were closed, but opened upon our arrival in the bedroom. I took in the scene, and quickly understood why her legs were hanging over the corner of the bed. Her hips were rolling and she was thrusting herself upon a dildo. It was generously sized, and from what I could tell from the inches sliding in and out of her was at least 10" long, and 2" in diameter. What held it in place was that it was tied to the post of the bed.

Her lips clung to the rubber phallus with each withdrawal, and were pushed inward with each thrust. Looking at us with half closed, post orgasmic eyes she told us both to disrobe. I guess I had missed her latest climax, but wanting to make up for lost time I quickly took my clothes off.

My dong, already half erect, and thickening rapidly with the site of her humping this rubber phallus sprang a bit when I pulled my boxers down. I looked to my left, and Brian was already fully nude, his dick growing stiffer with each pulse of his heartbeat. He certainly didn't waste any time as I was still pulling off my shirt.

Beth backed up onto the bed, and the pulsing dick popped out of her with a wet sound. Her hole was gaping from her artificial lover, and dew I hoped to know more intimately clung to her swollen labia. The dildo flopped a bit at her setting it free, and shined with the moist juices that she had covered it with so generously.

She pointed at me while she slid further upward, leaning back on the pillows piled against the headboard. She pointed at me, and her words were simple and short, surprising me. No "hello" or "how are you" or even a simple "sweet to see you."

Instead it was one single word. One single syllable that carried the full weight and meaning of what she wanted. She pointed from me to the dildo, and that word was simply, "on."

I decided this was no time for chit-chat. Hell, I'm not even sure how I would strike up a conversation under these circumstances. It was very clear that she wanted me to do one thing, and nothing else until she asked or told.

I climbed onto the bed, slid to the corner, and slid downward. I reached downward and grasped the slippery fake dick in my hand. Scooting myself closer to the corner of the bed the tip of the dildo bumped against my nuts, and my member twitched mighty in reaction. I slid the tip down my sack until I felt the dull, rounded end press against my buttocks. It was monster sized, almost gasping, as if it knew what was coming.

I took a deep breath and hunched myself forward. I could feel it pressing against me powerful, my sphincter contracting against it in little spasms. I clenched my hole hard, affection the shaft of the dildo flex a bit as the head was pushed back.

I looked up. Brian was lazily jerking his man meat while he watched me. With a deep breath I unclenched my arse, and pushed hard against the phallus. The blunt head pushed against me, spreading me open, and started to go in. I pushed a little harder, forcing my keister to relax. I felt the crown of it push into me, and pop past the ring. I let my breath out, and breathed in again as I contracted my prat around the head of the man pipe. I felt it flex again, but by holding the shaft straight it did not pop out. I let my breath out long and slow as I hunched forward while relaxing my behind again. A couple of inches slid into me.

My eyes opened wide at the invasion and I moaned softly. I lay back on the bed, and hooking legs over the corner of the mattress pulled myself downward. More of the nutty buddy slid into me. I groaned as I felt the head and then shaft press further into me pressing hard against my swollen prostate as it slid further in. The head of my obelisk swelled, as my entirely dick and ballocks contracted.

I tilted my head back to see Beth cupping her crotch as she rubbed her clitoris with the heel of her hand. Her fingers closed over her oh so beautifully swollen and moist lips making them swell larger and seem so throbbing and large.

I shoved down further until the backs of my knees met the corner of the mattress. I'm not sure how much of the alien sized dildo was in me, but it was as far as it would go, and it had to have been many inches. I instinctively began to try and hump the dildo, but there was no leverage from my position. I shifted around a bit and found that my thrusting my hips up and down I could make it slide in and out of me. Slowly at first, but my speed grew steadily. I could feel it slid in and out of me. The veins sliding in and out of my clenching buns, and the shaft and head rubbing deep inside me in that spot that makes me quiver like nothing else does.

I was thrusting into the air, humping up and down, my almost hard one-eyed demon bouncing up and down in time to my thrusting. I was in delectation. I closed my eyes and focused on the omar the tentmaker inside me. It slid in and out, my own one-eyed pants mouse flopping about with smacking sound as it hit me on each upward thrust.

I felt the bed move and weight shift near me; next to my head as a matter of fact. I opened my eyes, and was greeted by the site of Beth's naughty pit hole, lips wet and swollen, her hole still gaping above my face.

I lifted my head and tried to lick her clit. I could just barely reach. The musky aroma of her scent drove me mad, and the tangy taste of her juices just teased my taste buds. She held herself there, above me, my neck straining to try and lick her. I tried to lick her for her comfort; for my contentment; for both of our bliss.

I tried in vain to hold my head up, but couldn't. I relaxed my neck muscles and just watched her slutty snatch sway above me, when I felt the mattress sag. I looked, and Brian was climbing onto the bed.

His dick was rock hard, and bounced as he straddled my chest. I couldn't believe it! He was moving into position to mount her from arsehole. Right above me!

He scooted forward, and wrapped a hand around his dick. Shifting his hips and moving the tip about he sought the hole to Beth's glory. I could see the head slide between her lips, spreading them. When it rubbed across her nub I saw her shudder.

Finding the hole Brian began to feed it into her. He slowly pushed forward, and the lips spread around his one-eyed wonder worm as the head went in, and the shaft slowly disappeared. He began to thrust into her, and his bollocks swayed forward, and smacked her clit with each thrust. I had heard of this happening, but never actually seen it before, and certainly never this close!

I looked up, and Beth was looking down at my from between her hanging breasts.

"Fuck!" She ordered me.

It was then that I realized that I had stopped humping the dildo. I began thrusting up and down again, humping the air to make the dildo slide in and out of me.

I looked up, and watched as Brian pistoned away into his first lady. I found myself trying to time my thrusting with Brian's. Each time he thrust into her I let my hips fall to the bed. Each time he pulled out I pushed my hips upward letting the dildo slide out of me.

Up and down. In and out. Brian thrust. I thrust. Someone started moaning. I'm not sure who it was. Maybe Brian, maybe me, maybe Beth, maybe all three of us. Either way, we were all getting close to the brink, and it the excitement was building. Brian began to thrust harder into Beth. His testicles flapping back and forth, plowing harder against Beth's dangerously big clit that poked between her lips. His dick was shiny with her juices.

I matched my speed with his, and soon found myself slamming my hips down hard on the bed. Between my thrusting, and Brian's humping the bed was bouncing around quite a bit. I lifted my head and looked down between Brian's legs. My one-eyed zipper snake was full erect, swollen, and had been leaking pre-cum from the tip onto my belly. All the flopping around had caused small droplets of it to rain all over my abdomen.

I put my head back down, and Brian was really going at it! He was drilling Beth for all he was worth, and she was groaning with each hard thrust into her. I reached up and rubbed my fingers over her clit. She must have been really close as she let out a wail and pushed hard back against Brian as she started to have fire and fury. I could see her hips roll in small movements, Brian's dick, embedded deep into Beth, appeared and disappeared a tiny bit with her motions as I felt the muscles in her legs contract. Her arms gave out and she flopped her face onto the bed as Brian returned to stuffing her.

With each thrust she moaned, and Brian's eggs wetly smacked against my hand still gently rubbing her button. I slid my hand down and cupped Brian's balls. First time I had ever done that, and it felt good. I could feel the weight of them sliding back and forth in my palm as Brian kept his frantic pace of humping.

I gave a small squeeze, and suddenly they contracted. Brian let out a aloud sigh and drilled his hips into her hind end as his muscles tensed up. His balls bounced in my hand, and I could imagine the cum pouring from them and into his missis. It must have been a colossal load as some of it squeezed out past her lips, and onto his balls and my hand.

Brian shook hard and pushed into her with little thrusts as each jet of his seed shot forth to coat the inside of her. He held himself there against her as he did this until each micro-thrust got smaller and smaller until he stopped.

Brian relaxed and began to scoot his knees backward. Slowly he withdrew his one-eyed brother from Beth. As it slid out I could see that it was covered with his cum. It glistened with moisture, and a small bead of his load of cum squeezed out of the tip and clung there.

Without thinking I slid my hand from his balls to wrap around the base of his dick, and pulled him down. I lifted my head as I pulled down, and opened my mouth. I licked my lips, and then, did the unthinkable. Something I thought I would never do in my life, I licked the small blob of cum from the tip of his dick. I pulled my tongue back into my mouth and swallowed, the salty passionateness just teasing my taste buds. I pulled him down harder, and orifice my mouth I wrapped my lips around the tip, swirling my tongue over the head of his dick. He shuddered, and the taste was enhanced as more cum dribbled out.

With a groan he pushed forward meaning he accepted what I was doing, and I didn't need to pull any more. The shaft slide past my lips and I could feel the head slide along my tongue to my throat. He groaned as I felt the head swell, and he thrust in and out of me a few times. My lips pushed the slimy mess down his dick leaving a musky, salty coating to my lips as he did this.

After a few thrusts he pulled back while I sucked hard trying to coax more cum from him, and with a pop his softening dick came out of my mouth. As I licked my lips he backed up and then climbed off the bed. I watched him until I felt something drop against my cheek.

I looked up and Beth was still above me. A long string of Brian's cum clung between her red swollen slit lips and my face. Glancing up I saw she was back on her hands and looking down at me. Without a word she spread her legs further apart and began to lower herself toward my face. I could feel the heat of her puss as she got close, and without any teasing, without any delay, without any apprehension, and without any chance for me to protest she mashed her box against my mouth.

I opened my lips and drank with the heady scent of her sex mixed with Brian's sperm. I could taste their coupling, and could feel the cum ooze into my open mouth. My lips mashed against hers I sucked gently, and my mouth was filled with a rush of enormous cum forcing me to swallow the mix of erotic flavors. My head swam and I was dizzy with glee. I thrust my tongue upward as deep as I could into her twat trying to fuck her with it. I could feel the torrent of their mixed juices run down my tongue as her slit clamped on me.

My breathing came hard as I plowed her, and her hips began to move smearing the slippery mess over my lips, cheeks and chin. I heard her start to gripe so I shifted my position and sucked hard on her turgid clit. She rocketed into fornication almost instantly riding my face hard, mashing her swollen lips against me.

With a shriek she shuddered and came hard on my face.

Rolling off of me she panted. I looked over at her, and a light sheen of sweat glistened on her body. Her pit of darkness was gaping open, winking at me while a thin line of fluids that I had missed dribbled from her to gather on the bedclothes.

I felt some stirring of the dildo still embedded deep in me, and I looked down. Brian was untying the dildo from the bed post. He released the straps, and stepping to one side placed a hand under my thigh and the other on my chest. He held my chest down and lifted my leg until I got the expectation, and helped him. I swung my legs up over my head placing my feet on the bed. Bent double I could almost suck my own hard head. It was merely the smallest of inches away from my mouth. I stretched my tongue out to try and lick the tip to taste the clear drop of pre-cum clinging to the tip. It was frustratingly out of reach.

I felt the bed move, as Beth got on her knees and crawled over to me. She reached out a hand and cupped my balls. I spread my legs, and she scooted between them almost grinding her crotch against my head. Her hand slid down to grasp my shaft, and she squeezed it hard. A nag escaped my lips. She put her old faithless at the base and gave it a long, hard stroke causing more pre-cum to squeeze out the tip.

It dangled for an eternity then fell on my messy wet lips. I quickly swiped it up with my tongue savoring the salty poignancy. She started jacking me off in long, deliberate strokes, and I was able to watch her hand move up and down the shaft. She started squeezing harder as she stroked and I groaned again hunching my hips desperate to close the distance between my mouth and my dick.

I saw her reach up and grab the base of the dildo. She started to pull on it, and I could feel the emptiness in my hindquarters as she pulled it out. She then rammed it home, filling me to capacity while milking downward on my swollen, purple headed one-eyed whale. She pulled it out again, and then quickly rammed it home again. She started doing this faster and faster. The hand though continued to stroke slowly. Up and down my one-eyed monk. Soon my dick was leaking pre-cum constantly, and with her stoking left a long sticky, stringy trail of it over my nose, my cheeks, across my lips, sometimes (thankfully) across my waiting tongue, and my chin. I tried in vain to catch all of it, but to no avail.

She didn't have to keep up this routine for long though as my legs began to start shaking and my anus spasmed around the dildo. The head of my dick flared and my legs began to shake. My feet lifted off the bed as my posterior and leg muscles tensed in anticipation of what was about to happen. I started to cum. With a huge gush my one-eyed wonder began to spit, and after the first shot Beth began to aim. Each subsequent explosion went straight into my mouth, and my dick spewed hard with each thrust of the dildo. After several shots of stiff, ropy semen that sprayed my tongue and tonsils she pulled the dildo from my derriere with a loudly plop, and a thin stream of cum flowed from the tip. This last bit was a little more bitter than the tasty yet salty individual shots that had now pooled at the back of the throat, but it tasted just as good as it flooded my taste buds to mix with the hammer sized puddle of my cum load.

When my one-eyed monster stopped cumming forth my seed I closed my mouth, closed my eyes, and swallowed. That thick load slid down my throat in one swallow, and I felt a fire spread through me when it hit my belly.

I opened my eyes to Beth erupting the bed, and walking out of the room. I looked over at Brian and he was opening a drawer to the nightstand. He handed me a bunch of tissues.

"Get yourself cleaned up. Beth has plans for you, but you'll have to wait until we call."

I cleaned up, went back to work, and spent the rest of the day, and many thereafter wondering what precisely Beth's plans were.

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Big round ass in see thru black lingerie

2009-01-17T04:19:00.000-12:00

My missis Beth got big after our third child. That was okay, what it lacked when she tried to dress up in her slinky old cocktail dresses (and I had to duck the flying buttons) it made up in bed, where it was fun to roll around with her and feel her heaving large breasts, her soft rounded tummy, her broad moony arse. That's what we were doing one night as I was on top of her, licking her fat nipples and fingering her clitoris. I smashed my face in between those massive tits, then licked my way down to her soft belly and rustled my face around in her scratchy muff. Her legs spread wide, I licked the very edges of her vulva, tasting the first metallic tang of her snatch lips mixed with hair, then moved my tongue toward the center as it melted away at my hunch and my tongue slid deep inside her, coating my lips and even my nose with her oozing juices.

I licked away, tongue rammed up as far as it could reach, and then I had an affection. She didn't like it when I stopped and tried to get her to move, but she rolled over quickly and stuck her big round bottom up in the air as I spread her legs again and started to lick her twat from behind. It always turned me on to feel my nose pressed against her orifice as I did it, and soon I was smashing my face between those fat round globes and moving my tongue into the "taint" area in between (you know, t'ain't buns and t'ain't slit) and then up to her little wrinkled brown hole itself.

I don't get lovers who feel squeamish about rimming, it's always a turn on for me and part of loving every part of your lover. And licking an arsehole can't be worse than swallowing snot-like cum, which she's done without complaint for years. She was clean--not antiseptically clean, a slight tang of the day which was all her, but tidy down there. And it didn't take long of my tongue working its way as far as it would go into her posterior (which was less than half an inch) before I could tell that she had reached down and started masturbating as I did it, which was even more of a turn-on, because there's nothing I like better than to have her come on my face, spasming right before my eyes.

As she got into herself I started to get tired from my work so I decided to help her out in another way. I slid a finger into her zouzoune and then started tickling her opening with the next one. That seemed to get a good harp on in response, so I started to slide it in, wetting it some more as it went in. She moaned harder and so I began pounding her with my fingers, one in her box and one in her buttocks, and she bucked and rode my fingers as they slid in and out in unison and I could feel each one on the other side of the thin muscle wall in between.

"I need some more lube," she said, not incisively willing to interrupt her stuffing my hand with both holes, so I grabbed the KY and, being otherwise engaged, unscrewed it with my teeth and then squirted some straight into her crack. My finger pulled out of her hind end just long enough to get some KY, and then I slid it back in to a loudly "unnnnnnhhh" from her. Holding the lube in my hand, I got an consciousness. I let my middle finger come out of her vagina and sort of coated the end of it with KY, then slid it in with the index finger into her hindquarters. She moaned again, and took it enthusiastically, increasing the fury with which she rubbed her clit. She seemed to be having no trouble taking the two fingers in her derriere, now a wet rubbery tube.

I squirted KY onto the end of my dick, which was at full attention, and then rubbed it liberally over the head with my free hand. I think she must have known what I was doing, unless she was so far gone in drilling my hand with her prat and rubbing her clit that she wasn't even paying attention. Now I pulled my fingers out and she moaned in disappointment. But a moment later, she felt their replacement at her back door.

Now, Beth has enjoyed my playing with her keister and plowing her with my fingers for years. But she'd never let me do more than play with my omar the tentmaker at the edge of her rear end; it would start to slip inside and she'd pull back. Tonight, though, I could tell she was so into her tush that I thought she would take it. So I pushed it very gently against the hole, ambience it swallow up the head. My plan was to push in, very slowly. But that wasn't her plan. She arched up and I kind of fell into her big tooshie, jamming it two-thirds of the way up before either of us even knew it.

She moaned a little but when I started to pull out in disappointment she rode me and moaned, "Oh Jesus, yes, fuck me in the seat, do it!" And so I rode her, wrapping my arms around her big back and holding on to her enormous hanging tits as my one-eyed demon slid in and out of her greasy, wide-open anus. We went like that for a minute or so but needless to say the excitement was pretty strong for me and it wasn't long before I started coming, pumping her big fundament as I squeezed her massive tits and felt her belly shake and shimmy.

A moment later we both collapsed and my banger soon shrank to fall out of her backside. She lay back, come dribbling out as she finished rubbing her clit and an fire and fury shook through her big body. "Lord, that was unbelievable," she said.

"You liked it?" I said, barely daring to hope for the answer.

"Couldn't you tell?" she asked. "It was incredible, amazing." We lay there for a few minutes, each thinking over what we had just done and how erotic and unexpected it had been. Then she sat up.

"What?" I asked.

"I want you to lay on your stomach," she said with a mischievous glint in her eye.

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Ebony girl with big round ass in blue bikini

2009-01-16T04:06:00.000-12:00

Later that evening, after a good kip and an excellent dinner, we were lounging around the condo, watching porn movie and slurping back some excellent local Hawaiian beer. I had forbidden the sluts to wear anything other than stilettos, and so they were lying back on the couch naked, casually jerking their pussies and breasts, and occasionally leaning over to take my semi-mighty one-eyed pants mouse in their mouth for a few languid slurps of its length. I too was naked, my dong growing at the thought of what was about to transpire.

Suddenly the doorbell rang, and the hotties jumped to cover themselves, but I told them to relax, assuring them that I would get rid of the intruder. I grabbed a towel, wrapped it around my waist, and made my way down the long hallway to the door. I peeped through the spyglass to make sure, then opened the door to a tall, shapely blonde. She stood about 5'6, looked about 30 years old, had firm huge breasts held tightly within her black cocktail dress. The tight material hugged her toned hips, and her tanned thighs extended down past smooth calves and into her black 6" stilettos. Her face was stunning, with her blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail and gloss red lipstick slightly over-applied to give her lips a full cocksucking look. She looked like she just stepped out of a Playboy magazine, and I knew I had got top value.

'Hello, Josh?' she asked. I nodded. 'I'm Kelley from the agency. You wanted some company I believe.' Her look immediately brought to mind Suzy Ramires, the famous pornstar, with whom she shared more than a passing resemblance. Everything about the call-cutie oozed class with just a attitude of nymph brought in, and I knew I was about to spend $5,000 very wisely.

'Excellent' I replied. 'Come on in.' I gently guided her down the hallway, thanking her for coming, and assuring her she'd enjoy our evening together. When we rounded the corner, she momentarily stopped. 'Oh my' she exclaimed when she saw the two pornstars lounging with their legs spread and their fingers idly stroking their moist cunts. Annette and Darien too jumped for cover grabbing cushions to hide their embarrassment.

'Kelley, this is Annette' I said, motioning to the blonde, 'and this is Darien. They're guests of mine. Now the agency assured me you were very open minded, and would be a most willing visitor for the night. I believe the fee is $5000 until noon tomorrow' I said pulling a wad of cash from the desk. I couldn't help but notice the call-babe's eyes focus in on the money.

'Um, yes, of course. I'd be happy to make this a great experience for all of you' the escort replied grinning. She looked around the room, looked back at the two cuties, who were adjusting to the scene, slowly starting to get comfortable again while mentally exploring the possibilities of using this whore. Kelley took a deep breath and said 'Well, where would you like to start?' She started to reach for the cash but I pulled it back.

'Open minded the agency said. I assume you'll live up to that commitment, Kelley. I assure you you'll leave here safe and sound, but until noon tomorrow, there will be no limits. Is that a deal?'

'Of course. My clients always come first. I'll be your little whore until noon tomorrow, and I'm sure you won't be disappointed' she said. 'But I would ask that you don't leave any marks on me' I agreed and handed her the cash.

'Right. Let's get going then. Kelley, take off your clothes, leave your shoes on, then get on your knees and let me see you eat Darien's perineal genital mouth' I ordered. Darien, with a gleam in her eye, shifted so that her arsehole was on the edge of the couch, her legs stretched out before her, her body leaning back against the cushions. The blonde-haired whore pulled her dress over her head as if she'd done this a million times, revealing her toned but curvy body with a set of alien sized firm breasts and a crotch showing just a tuft of closely trimmed hair. She casually walked towards Darien, got down on her knees, and lowered her head towards Darien's wet papaya. The porn model reached up, grabbed the whore's hair, and ground Kelley's face into her nooker.

'Just eat my snatch, you vixen. Lick my wet snatch. I'm going to show you what being a whore is all about.'

I grinned at Darien, knowing that she was creaming at the thought of stuffing this curvaceous woman. The thought of her entirely using this whore for her comfort for the next day had got her hot.

My man meat was turning to rock, so I let the towel fall away, and plunked down beside Darien so I could see every slurp of Kelley's tongue on Darien's moist slit. With that, the prostitute's eyes looked up meeting mine, her pretty face a glazed mess with the model's juices. Her jaw muscles kept moving back and forth as she munched at Darien's slick crotch, getting her fill of prime pussy. I casually stroked my nutty buddy, watching Kelley do her job.

Darien was enjoying the situation, her left hand holding the whore's blonde ponytail, her hips grinding up to thrust her vagina into Kelley's experienced mouth. 'Mmmm, that's good. You eat good zouzoune for a local whore. Another few hours with you and you'll be a proper pro' the model hissed, gyrating her hips into the woman's face.

Annette too had been enjoying the show on the other side of Darien, two of her fingers buried in her own pit hole while her free hand roughly caressed her full, pert breasts. But I had something else in mind for her. 'Annette, be a dear and open that twat over there would you' I said, motioning to a wooden crate in the corner. She slipped her fingers from her snatch, and offered them to Kelley. The blonde quickly detached her face from Darien's nook, and sucked Annette's slick digits into her mouth, her eyes locking on the pornstar's. 'Mmm, she's got a sweet tongue, Josh' Annette sighed. 'I think you chose well.'

She slipped her clean fingers away, and while Kelley went back to eating out Darien's slippery nursery, Annette teetered over to the crate in her heels. butt the twat, her eyes lit up. 'Oh my Jesus, there must be two-dozen different toys in here! Man are we going to have fun.' Inside was a wide assortment of dildos, vibrators, strap-ons, buttplugs and all style of sex toys I had carefully selected. 'Find the buttplugs, Annette, and bring one of the medium sized ones over here. And grab the KY' I instructed.

She pulled out a healthy sized purple buttplug, it's base flared out so it could be safely lodged in any greased butthole, and held it up for me to inspect. I nodded my approval, and motioned her over. 'Now, let's give our guest something to groan about Annette. Lube up her arse, then slide the plug into her chute.'

I waited for the naughty call-bitch’s objection, but it never came. This woman was a real pro, and knew every inch of her job. I nodded to Annette, who slid down on her knees prat the whore's upturned asshole. She removed the cap of the KY, squeezed a dollop onto her two fingers, then starting massaging it into the woman's puckered asshole.

'Ohhh' Kelley exclaimed, lifting her head from Darien's crotch. But before she could say anymore, the brunette yanked her hair powerful back down between her legs.

'Shut up you bitch, and keep eating my oven while Annette screws your derriere. You're a paid-for whore who's going to be our toy remember, so no more fuck ups' she commanded.

With that Annette pressed her two fingers home, sliding them up to the second knuckle in the blonde’s tight rear end. I could hear moans coming from Darien’s phallic haven, but the porn model just held Kelley's face tighter against her box, smiling at the bliss she was getting.

Annette completed a few more strokes of her two fingers in Kelley's hind end, and then she quickly withdrew them, greased the buttplug and placed it against the hooker's anus. With a firm motion, she penetrated the call-bitch’s slutty buns and started sliding the plug between the woman's firm cheeks and deep into her tight buttocks. With a slow squirming motion, Annette slid the plug and in and out of the whore's hindquarters, getting the tight cavity used to the plug's size. Then with one last push, the plug popped wholly into the woman's rectum and nestled between her cheeks, its base holding it securely in her opening.

The blonde hooker looked up at me, her skilled face glazed with Darien’s juices. 'Is that what you like. You like my keister being filled while I suck this licentiousness hole?' she asked. 'I'll be your whore tonight. I'll get all of you off before we're done.'

'Back to it, slut' Darien ordered, pulling her roughly back down to her pit mouth.

My obelisk was like rock now as I sat beside Darien watching the call-babe suck her nooky. I called Annette over. She got down on her knees beside Kelley, took my stiff one-eyed monk in her hand and started to suck my pole into her mouth. Annette knew her business too, and she used her wet sloppy mouth to surround my man pipe, sucking it ever closer to fire and fury. 'Fuck, Annette, that's good. You're a good cocksucker aren't you.' I pushed my hips up to her mouth, her wet red lips sliding over and over my pole. I was close to coming, and I wanted to make this shot a good one. 'That's right, you blonde girl. Keep sucking my old faithless. Make me come. Help me spray my jism all over the whore's face.'

Annette sucked me deep one more time, then sensing my urge, slid her lips from my dick so I could shift my one-eyed demon closer to Kelley's glistening face. Annette kept jacking my dick with one hand, then yanked the whore away from Darien's snatch by the ponytail so that her face was just inches from my colossal rod.

This was too much for me and I grabbed my one-eyed wonder worm for a few last strokes before I blasted my load of cum all over the hooker's jawdropping face. Load after load erupted from my dick, coating her face and hair with wads of cream. Kelley's blue eyes looked up at me as I jacked the last few strings from my omar the tentmaker, emptying them on her lips. Coming down from my cum, I rubbed my semi-hard dick around the hooker's face, massaging my cum load into her cheeks, over her red lips, even up over her forehead and into her blonde hair. I finally pressed my one-eyed wonder between the woman's lips. 'Suck me clean you little whore' I ordered her. 'I want my one-eyed brother good and ready for our next game.'

After she washed my one-eyed zipper snake with her mouth, I flopped back on the couch exhausted, watching as Darien pulled the whore's face back to her gripe. 'OK, now get me off, slut' she commanded. 'I want you to eat my grotto till I tell you to hold back.'

Annette hadn't got off yet either, and I thought it only fair that I give her some attention. I told her to come over, had her stand on the couch over me and pulled her slit down over my face. Her smile was smooth and tangy, her lips slippery and her bud inflamed as she ground her moist twat over my mouth. 'Ohhh yaaaah' she maoned. 'Oh please fuck my gully hole with your mouth, Josh.'

I extended my tongue, rimmed her anus, then started running my tongue from her rosebud right up through her meaty lips, finishing with a good lashing at her clitoris. As I completed a few more strokes, I looked up at her massaging her heavenly tits, her body hunched over driving her puss onto my mouth, with the top of her head propped against the wall watching me suck her off. 'That's it, lick my twat. Lick my twat, and I'll let you fuck me hard. Ya, come on, tongue my clit. Rub your tongue over my tooshie and fuck my snatch with it' she hissed. I could tell she was close, focused my attention on her clit to drive her over the edge, then grabbed her hips tight to my face and held her jerking body as she spasmed for minutes around my cheeks.

'Holy shit that was good' she moaned, slowly disengaging her sodden parlor room from my shiny face. 'I really needed that.'

I looked over at Darien and the call-girl, and saw the two of them reclined on the other section of the couch, slowly caressing their pussies as they watched the action. Darien had the flushed look of a woman who had just been royally eaten, while Kelley's face was glazed with the model's juices. I could tell the call-girl was totally relaxed with this scene. The purple base of the buttplug poked out between her cheeks, as she slowly slid two fingers in and out of her wet snatch.

'Come here, Kelley’ I ordered her. 'Lick Annette's cream off my face.' As she did so, I reached down and inserted two fingers up her snatch. She was tight, a good asset for a woman who makes her living taking dick up her pit of darkness. And she was very wet. Despite her Playboy magazine looks, perhaps she was a closet box licker all along, and liked this part of her job. I was about to find out if the same could be said about her when it came to anal.

She finished rubbing her sloppy tongue over my face, and stepped back, my fingers still lodged in her snatch. 'Time to check that tush of yours Kelley, but I need to get hard first. Let's have those lips of yours around my one-eyed monster.'

Without hesitating, the woman gracefully got down on her knees, and took my dick into her mouth, skilfully twirling it with her tongue and sloppily sucking it around her mouth as her full breasts swayed gently to the rhythm. I could feel my pizzle starting to stir, the blood pumping back into the organ. I looked over her head, saw the horny curves of her round, tight seat, and dreamt about lodging my one-eyed whale right up the woman’s rectum.

Once I was altogether hard again, I pulled her mouth off my onion skin, and motioned for her to get up. I guided her towards the rectangular coffee table in the middle of the room, and had her lie face down over the length of it, her arms over the front corners while she was bent at the waist with her knees on the ground. Her breasts squeezed out to the side under her, and I quickly circled the table, attaching her wrists and knees to carefully placed collars on the corner legs of the table. Now her body was helplessly exposed to me, and I intended on trying it out.

'Do you like getting your fundament reamed by big dongs, Kelley?' I asked as I lubed up my dick while standing butt and looking down at her curved, tanned form.

'Oh ya, I am crazy about a good assfucking, Josh. I would love your one-eyed worm deep in my tail end, pounding me like a whore' the escort replied smiling back over her shoulder.

I reached down and gently extracted the plug from Kelley's backside, and hunched down orifice her. I lodged the tip of my hard head at her tight puckered anus, then gave a short sharp push to pop the head through her ring. I slowly started to inch my honker up the whore's greased hole, watching as her bottom seemed to expand to take my weinie. I kept the pressure up till I was buried to the hilt, my nuts resting on her box lips. I stopped, enjoying the atmosphere of this five-grand-a-night blonde beauty’s tight chute thick around my enormous thumb. She gave my dick a few squeezes with the muscles in her butthole, and peered over her shoulder.

'You're all the way in, aren't you?' she asked, taking pride in her ability to accept my girth up her tightest of passages.

I was revelling in taking the whore up the butt, but I wanted to see more. I looked over to see Annette and Darien lying in the spoon position, the brunette behind the blond, her one arm around Annette stroking her tits, while the other snaked between the blonde's legs so she could idly massage Annette's box. Both were watching intently as I slowly started to swivel my dick around in the posterior I had rented for our play.

'Annette, pull that chair over in front of our toy here, and check out how she eats pussy' I ordered.

The tall blonde got up, sat herself on the chair and spread her legs at Kelley’s eye level. She shuffled forward and pulled the woman’s face into her slippery twat, closing her eyes and throwing her head back as the hooker’s mouth made contact with her wet pussy. 'Mmnnn, she knows how to eat twat anyway' the pornstar smiled.

I revelled in the sight before me: Annette slouched back in a chair, her hammer sized firm tits sloping off the side of her thrusting chest, her legs spread wide enabling the call-girl we had got for the night to suck her snatch while my stump was buried in the woman’s bum. I pushed my entire length deep inside the hooker’s undoubtedly well-used asshole, burying it up her passage right to my sack. I flexed my bishop several times, emotion the blood rush in and swell my member in the woman's rump. She momentarily stopped eating Annette's snatch, looked over her shoulder and flexed her asshole back, her muscles squeezing my dick as she smiled over her shoulder. 'Mmmm, I adore the affection of your dick buried deep up my behind, Josh' Kelley moaned. 'I want you to give me a good drilling, and blast your load up my rear.'

I grabbed her firm, tanned behind cheeks and mashed them together around my prick as I started to stroke more insistently in and out of the whore's anus, the lube glistening on my tarzan chord as it was exposed on each thrust. I looked up to see Annette roughly tugging Kelley’s face into her box as she watched me intently as I started to screw the woman with increasingly long and rapid strokes. To get deeper access, I raised one leg up onto the table and skewered my dick into the blonde’s butt and started thrusting my hips faster.

I knew a little talk now would send Annette over the edge. 'Do you like seeing me fuck this hottie up the asshole while she sucks your cunt Annette?' I asked her.

'Mmmm, she's sucking my clit so well, Josh. Her awesome red lips are slobbering all over my cunt. Uhhnnn, yaaaa. Suck my clit, you hoe. Make me cum, make me cum all over your outstanding whore face. Come on, come on, suck me you slut. Keep sucking. That's it, lick my clit, lick it with your wet slut tongue. Oh yaa, oh yaahhh, ooooohhhhhh....' Annette exploded, her body arching back, her hands grasping either side of the woman’s head and pulling it into her sodden cunt. She continued mashing Kelley’s voluptuous face into her pink wetness as she went over the top, her juices gushing onto the whore's face.

'Holy fuck, that was good' Annette breathed, her chest rising and falling as she tried to catch her breath after her fornication. I too was breathing heavily as I plunged my hard battering ram up the blonde’s lusty asshole time after time. But my knees were getting tired, and I thought a switch of orifice would be in order. I looked over to see Darien slouched back on the couch, her legs spread and crotch aimed toward us as she used her hand to massage her wet crotch. Her eyes were heavy-lidded as she watched the scene before her.

'Darien, time for you to try out that black strap-on' I ordered her, as I slipped my greased spike from Kelley's tight rectum. I stood, grabbed a wet cloth, gave my big brother a couple of furious rubs, and took up Annette's position on the chair, my banger three-quarters hard as the head brushed the whore's red lips. I looked down at the woman, her eyes meting mine, her tasty face a glistening mess from eating Annette's cunt. 'You're a good little hooker, aren't you?' I asked her. 'You'll do anything to get us off, won't you?'

'Mmmm, anything you ask' she breathed. 'I am mad about getting used by strangers, and you guys are banging unreal. I want you to keep using my body all night. Just keep thrusting that battlefat of your into my ass and cunt and mouth. I care for it.'

With that, I thrust my dick between her lips, and she craned her neck forward to take it into her wet mouth. I started rhythmically thrusting my hips, forcing my bazooka shooter in and out of her throat, enjoying the ambience of her professional tongue and lips on my hard dick. I could see Darien adjusting the last buckle on her strap-on, a monster sized black beef bayonet extending out in front of her, and watched as she greased it up with the KY lube. Then she took a bottle of baby oil and held it above the tied woman’s stern, letting it cascade over both tanned cheeks and down her crack and over her exposed cunt. Darien put the bottle down and started massaging the oil into the hooker’s ass cheeks, squeezing the firm tanned ass between her hands, and probing the woman’s anus and cunt with her fingers and nutty buddys.

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Ebony hottie booty black girl butt crack string panties tasty buns

2009-01-15T04:01:00.000-12:00

I let Kelley and Beth enter the condo before me. Having arranged for their hire for this unusual shoot at one of the porn industry's leading talent agencies, and having spent the last 6 hours flying from LA, we were all eager to get in and check out the room that was to be our home for the next week. The place was not disappointing.

It was spacious and bright, done out all in white, with a huge L-shaped couch dominating the room. Outside the wall-to-wall windows was a thick patio that overlooked the Hawaiian sands, complete with hot tub and pool. A fast look around confirmed that we were very isolated and that no one would be able to observe us over the next week.

Sure enough, my digital video equipment had arrived and was already set up at various angles throughout the entire condo, with each camera connected to the main server. I didn't want to have to bother with tapes and cameramen, so I had planned to have twelve cameras installed throughout, so that every moment would be caught on tape for later editing. Everything was going to plan.

"This place is fantastic" gasped Kelley. "Jesus, I can't believe this shoot. Come down here, live in luxury for a week, lounge around, get pounded and get paid. Most excellent."

"I know" said Beth. "I just hope this genre takes off!"

Kelley was one of the world's biggest porn stars, with blonde hair, a toned body with monster sized tits, and a tight arse that would be seeing lots of action over the next week. She had stated off her career doing pretty conservative scenes, but was starting to loosen up and was ready to move onto doing anals interspersed with her regular nymph/hoe and guy/bitch work. To the best of my knowledge she hadn't done any bondage, but that was about to change.

Beth was one of porn's hottest models with long flowing dark hair, a slutty face, a tight toned body with outstanding tits and a tight bottom. To the best of my knowledge she had never done any action. However, she just couldn't turn down the $50,000 contract for this video week, and jumped at the chance to make so much cash, even if it meant going beyond her established boundaries.

"Alright babes" I said, "why don't you get your bags up to the loft, get changed into something appropriate and come on down so we can get rolling. I'll get the server fired up and the cameras working." I watched as two of the finest, most fuckable asses in porndom sashayed their way up the open stairs that led to the loft above the kitchen and bathroom. As the nymphs disappeared up to the loft, I quickly changed into my shorts and checked over the equipment. Everything looked fine, so I grabbed a beer from the fridge, and made myself comfortable on the sofa waiting for the vixens to reappear. I couldn't wait for the action to start, and my beef bayonet was already getting mighty and starting to ooze pre-cum.

I wasn't disappointed when they started their way down. Kelley led the way dressed in a tight pink spandex dress that ended just below her hindquarters and held her magnificent rack firmly against her body. Her black thigh-high leather boots made the perfect combination. She slowly made her way down, while looking directly at me and licking her lips. "I can't wait to get to work on that obelisk of yours," she breathed. You and me both, I thought.

Beth was right butt her, dressed in a tight leather bodice that left her tits exposed and was held up by two slim leather straps arcing around her breasts and tying behind her neck. Her black thigh high stockings were glued to her legs, and ended in a pair of 6-inch fuck-me silly stilettos. She reached the anus looked me straight in the eye, and started to turn ever so slowly. It was only when she reached a quarter turn that I realised that her bodice was whole exposed at the back between her crotch and waist, leaving her altogether arsehole open for play. My one-eyed monster started to ache.

"How shall we start, X?" Kelley asked.

"Let's have you both down on your knees and go to work on my nutty buddy."

No sooner had I asked than both porn stars were on the knees easing my shorts off and getting between my spread legs. Kelley lowered her mouth to my rod, using her wet lips and tongue to slowly start easing it down her throat. "Oh Lord, that's good," I gasped. Her head bobbed once or twice slowly sucking my length into her wet mouth. She looked up at me, slid her mouth off then shifted by dick towards Beth's waiting mouth. "Mmmm, it's good Beth" she whispered.

Beth looked me straight in the eye and ran her wet tongue right from the base of my ballocks, over my sac, between my nuts and right up the underside of my one-eyed worm. She repeated this three times then sucked my entire length into her mouth, and bobbed slowly up and down my length.

"Does that feel good?" asked Kelley. "Do you like having this little hottie sucking your one-eyed whale?" With that she grabbed it away from Beth and throated me right to the base, sucking my dick with her moist mouth. I couldn't stand it any longer, grabbed her hair and started pounding her mouth, thrusting my prick between her wet red lips, watching her tongue slobber around my dick.

"Holy shit that's good," I gasped. "I'm going to fuck your mouth, you little whore. Do you like me stuffing your mouth like a little girl?" I grabbed her hair, pulling it together in a bunch and holding it with my left hand, jerking her mouth up and down on my dong. 'Uhmmm, you're a good cocksucker, Kelley.' I moaned.

Beth was not to be left out. She straddled Kelley from behind and reached around to squeeze her breasts, grinding her box on Kelley's opening. 'Oh it's good watching her suck you off, X' she whispered. 'She's does great head doesn't she?'

I was close to coming, but didn't want to blast my load just yet. 'Let's see how well you'd do with a set of wet lips in your mouth, Kelley. Let me see you get Beth off.' I didn't have to ask twice. Beth quickly spread herself across the floor, and Kelley practically dove in to her vagina, using her moist mouth to smother Beth's crotch. 'Oh God, she's a good snatch licker.' Beth hissed. 'Oohhhhhhhhh, gaawwwwd. She's sucking my pussy X. She's going to make me cuummmm.'

Kelley knew her stuff, and I enjoyed sitting back on the couch, legs spread, jerking my banger and watching two of the hottest porn hotties go to work on each other. Beth was arching her back, trying to drive her nursery harder into Kelley's mouth, her dark hair a tangled sweaty mess across her face. The blonde was face down on the carpet, her legs spread and ending at her delectable buns, grinding her face into Beth's zouzoune. She looked up at me, her face from nose to chin glazed with Beth's slit juices. 'I'm going to turn her over' Kelley said. 'I want to do her from behind. Wouldn't you like that X?' Just the thought had my man meat enormous in my hand.

I watched as Beth flipped over, and arched her hips up, leaving her sodden nooker and orifice exposed through her leather bodice. Kelley barely paused before diving back in, dragging her tongue from the younger woman's clitoris, up between her swollen perineal genital mouth lips, and up over her puckered asshole. 'Want to see me eat her buttocks?' Kelley asked. 'I bet she'd like that. I think she really wants to get assfucking this week.' I watched fascinated as Kelley rimmed the brunette's asshole, circling her rosebud while looking straight at me. She circled and probed, her moist tongue lubing the young woman's butthole, driving her to ecstacy. 'Ohhhhh, gawwwd that feels so good. Make me cumm Kelley, pleeeaaase. Shove your tongue right up my tight hind end. Just ream me with your wet face' she panted. Kelley went into overdrive, sliding two fingers into Veronicas tight twat and popping her omar the tentmaker into Beth's butthole. She pumped her hand back and forth, intent on putting the porn model over the edge. 'Oh yessss, oh yesss. I'm going to cuuummm. Don't hold back, just keeeep fuuucccking me......' Beth's prat pumped back at Kelley's hand, faster and faster, her face and shoulders flat on the carpet, her face twisted in epitasis as she reached her orgasm. 'Oh gaaawwwddddd. Ummmmmm yaaaaaaaa' she moaned. 'Fuck me like a cutie, oooohhhhh.' Her body tensed, her posterior high in the air as Kelley drove her fingers into the depths of the tanned woman.

Gradually she came down, all the while Kelley kept popping her one-eyed pants mouse in and out of the younger woman's asshole. 'God....that was so good. So good...' Beth sighed, her contented face dripping with sweat as she grinned at me. 'But it looks like you need some attention now, X.'

Watching this scene had indeed got my onion skin at almost breaking point, and I wanted my first cum with these girls to be memorable. Watching Kelley's buttfucking antics had put me in the mood for some buttfucking. Beth's tanned tight lubed derriere was still sticking up in the air, practically begging to be reamed, but I thought Kelley might need some attention after her exertions. 'Why don't you take some of this lube here, Beth, and get Kelley's rear end sweet and ready for me' I told her. 'I think poor Kelley needs my member up her tightest hole.'

Kelley looked slightly shocked. 'Don't you want to fuck my crave hole first?' she asked. 'Hey, it's my videos, and I've been dying to fuck your tooshie ever since I saw your first porn flick. Are you up for it?' I asked her.

'If it's my bottom you want, it'll be my backside you'll get' she smiled. She shifted back on her knees, pointing her tush right at me. Beth moved around to the side, taking the lube in her hand and squeezing a dollop onto Kelley's sphincter. 'Oh that's cold' Kelley gasped. Beth used her index finger to spread the lube around Kelley's anus, then gently pressed against the centre of her rosebud till it yielded to the pressure. I lubed up my man pipe, stroking it to rock hardness, watching intently as Beth's first knuckle, then second knuckle, then entirely finger disappeared inside Kelley's rear. 'Uhhmmm, that's awesome' the blonde sighed as the younger woman twisted her digit around Kelley's back passage.

'Let's see another finger, Beth' I commanded. She pulled her first finger out, lubed up the pair of them with her free left hand, and then gently pressed them both up against Kelley's relaxed anus.

'Phew. That's a little more' the blonde exclaimed.

'Gently, Beth.' I coached. 'Let her get used to it. Just slide back and forth a little bit and let her ring expand.'

'Mmmmm that feels good' Kelley sighed. 'Just do more of that. Do you like sliding your fingers up my seat, Beth? Does it feel good?'

'Your fundament is so tight, baby. It's just gripping my fingers' the brunette replied.

'Keep sliding them in' Kelley told her. 'Bury them right up my keister. I want to take that big old faithless up my rump and milk it dry.'

I was reaching a fever pitch. Here I was stroking my battering piece to full hardness, watching two of the world's hottest cuties, one on her knees in just her thigh high boots, her face and shoulders pressed against the cream carpet looking back at me grinning, while the tanned brunette patiently slid two of her delicate fingers up the blonde's tight stern. Could it get any better than this? I thought I'd find out.

I shifted forward on the couch, till I was perched on the side, and nodded to Beth that I was ready. She slowly slid her two fingers out from Kelley's dripping anus, and I watched as the blonde's sphincter closed around Beth's fingertips when they slid out.

'Slide back Kelley' I ordered her, grasping her hips and pulling her back towards my one-eyed demon. 'Beth, lube up my dick so I can fuck this porn vixen's bum.' The brunette poured some lube over my dick, grasping it with two hands and jacking it to full throttle.

'Ok, place my one-eyed wonder worm against her anus. Now push back Kelley. Let me see you fuck yourself on my dick.' Beth held my bazooka in position with two hands, while Kelley pushed back against it. My dickhead was squashed by the pressure, trying to go sideways, but Beth held it in place. Suddenly the tip penetrated Kelley's ring, and started to slide in.

Inch by inch it disappeared as Kelley gently rocked back against my tarzan chord. 'Ooohhh, Ohhhhh that's so big. Fuck, it's just filling me up' Kelley moaned.

'Keep pushing' I ordered her. 'I want to see my battlefat lodged up your tight greased tail end.'

She increased the pressure till my dick started to slide deep into her smallest passage. Inch by inch it disappeared, her ring squeezing every vein tight as my dick penetrated her anus. Slowly, she kept working at it, her face screwed tight on the carpet as her firm anus pushed back against my powerful one-eyed brother. With one last push from her hips, my dick was buried up to the hilt in her tight anus.

'Just hold it there, Kelley. I want to get used to the ambience of being balls deep in the rectum of one of the world's most horny pornstars.' My bazooka shooter felt like it was in a tight moist vice, and I could feel her anus alien sized around my hard dick, massaging it with her tight buttfucking muscles.

'Jeez, that feels so good' Kelley smiled. 'I want to feel you fuck me now.'

I started to grind my one-eyed wonder in slow circular motions, leaving it buried deep up her butt. 'How does that feel, you little babe? Do you like my hard head up your tight, lubed butt?'

'Oh, yeah, it feels good. Do you want me to be a little anal slut for the rest of the week? Would you like to fuck my asshole just like this whenever you want?'

All this talk was making me hot, and I started to pump my one-eyed zipper snake in and out of Kelley's asshole a little more. 'Yaaa, you little anal queen. I'm going to fuck your tight butt all week. And Beth's going to help me. She's going to keep your asshole ultimate and greased for me so I can have it whenever I want. Would you like that? Do you want me to grind your butt all week?'

'Come on, X. Cum in my asshole. I want to feel your cum deep in my bowels. Drive your cum right up my butt. Come on fuck me like the little whore I am. Get over here Beth. Let me eat your asshole while this pussy fucker pumps my butt. Get on your knees and spread those cheeks.'

This was too much. I grabbed Kelley's hips and started to pound faster, watching Beth laying facedown, her butt high in the air while Kelley smothered herself in the brunette's ass and nook. I alternated between matching my rigid stump slide in and out of the blonde's sphincter, and watching the same chick rim the anus of the tight brunette on her knees in front. It was too much. With one last grunt, I buried my dick up to the hilt and let loose a blast deep into the blonde's passage. 'Ooohhhhh yaaaahh. Uggggghhhhhh.' I cried as I felt my sperm bury itself in Kelley's rectum.

'Ohhh fuck, ohhh fuck, yaa, shoot your load of cum up my ass, X. Treat me like your whore. Just use my tight wet ass.' Blast after blast exploded from my one-eyed monk into her tight asshole. Her passage contracted, squeezing my weinie in it's warm greased vice.

Slowly I came back to earth, and saw Beth flipped over and sitting spread legged, while she fingered her sopping papaya. My dick was still buried in Kelley's ass, and the blonde was arching around, looking at me. I gently slid my dick in and out of Kelley's ass a few more times, savouring the tight feel of her ass mixed with my cum load. Slowly, I pulled it out inch by inch and watched it pop from Kelley's ring.

'Fuck that was good' I said looking at the blonde still face down with her freshly stuffed ass still high in the air, oozing cum out it's pink centre. 'I can hardly wait for round two.'

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2009-01-14T02:36:00.000-12:00

It was Monday evening, I was in my third week of clinicals, and I was making my rounds to get vitals on the patients. I walked in room 222 and saw a very naughty boy with both arms in a cast that also covered the upper part of his torso. I looked at his chart and learned his name was James Delgado and he was thirty years old.

"Hello Mr. Delgado," I said grinning, "I'm Kelley. I'm a nursing student doing my clinicals, and if you need anything this evening you just let me know."

"Hi Kelley, please, call me Becky."

"OK, Becky. What happened? Car wreck?" I asked politely.

"No, just being an idiot, trying to act younger than an old man should act."

"Aww, come on, you're not old."

"I'm too old to be acting like a stuntman on my dirt bike." He told me.

"I watched some guys jumping a hill, they made it look easy. It was easy the first three or four times, but I shoulda stopped while I was ahead."

"What happened that last time?" I asked checking his pulse.

"Landed to mighty, front forks snapped, that's really all I remember."

"Ouch." I said grimicing.

"I'm not sure if I said that, but I did say a few other words." he said chuckling.

"If there's anything you need, just push your button and I'll come help you." I said heading for the door. "If not, then I'll be back in a little while to check on you again."

"Heaven be praised Kelley." I heard him say as I left his room to check on the others assigned to my watch.

I checked on everyone again a couple hours later, and around nine thirty that night his call light came on, and I went to his room to see what he needed.

"What can I do for you Mr. Delgado?" I asked walking through the door.

"My first lady was going to help me bathe before she left, but I guess we both forgot. I hate to ask for someone to help me but I feel kinda nasty if I don't bathe." He said grinning at me. "And Mr. Delgado was my dad, My name's Becky."

"Oops, sorry, Becky." I said. "Let me go get a pan and wash rag and soap, and I'll be back in a few minutes."

I went to the supply closet down the hall, got the things I needed and told the head RN where I would be.

I got back to room 222, filled the pan with warm water, and set it on the roll around table beside the bed.

"OK Mr., I mean Becky, I think I've got everything together now."

"You look kinda nervous Kelley, everything OK?" He asked smiling.

"Yes, sorry, I'm just new at this sort of thing."

"It's cool." he said. "You don't have anything to be nervous about, hell I should be the nervous one."

"Why's that?" I asked.

"I'm the one that's about to be bathed by a very horny young nurse." He said grinning.

"Aww that's tasteful." I said, poignancy my face turn red. "Gramercy."

I soaped the rag and washed his face, and rinsed the soap off. Next I uncovered his legs and washed them up as far as I could without exposing his genitals and rinsed the rag out again.

"I need to get some fresh water." I said as I went to the sink and refilled the pan with warm water.

"Now I'm the one that's about to be embarrassed." he said as I returned with the fresh water.

"Why are you about to be embarrassed?" I asked, squeezing out the rag and applying some soap.

"Well, there's only one area left to wash, and it's kinda, you know, awake right now. I tried to think about something unpleasant, but it didn't work, so, I want to appologize in advance Kelley."

"It's OK, you're not the only guy in the hospital that's had it "wake up"." I said reassuringly. "Besides, they warned us in class that this sort of thing happens. It happens alot from what I've heard from the other nurses."

"Well, can't blame me for it, you're just to damned pretty."

"Many thanks again." I said smiling. "Are you ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be, but I'm gonna close my eyes and pretend you're a really ugly dude."

I giggled and shook my head as he closed his eyes and I pulled the sheet off, exposing his alien sized penis. I gasped loud as it came into plain view, it was at least nine inches long and very large. I've had a few boyfriends and I've watched guys online on their webcams, but this was the biggest one I had ever laid my eyes on.

"Is something wrong?" he asked.

That brought me back to my senses and I looked away from it and him.

"No, nothing's wrong, nothing at all." I mumbled nervously as I soaped the rag and started washing around it, trying not to look at it.

"I heard you gasp, thought maybe there's something wrong with me." he said.

"I'm sorry about that." I said. "I'm supposed to be profesional, but it just shocked me when I saw how big it is."

"You are acting very profesional Kelley, I guess I should have warned you or something."

"Although it is very impressive." I said looking at it again, attitude my panties start to dampen. "I can honestly say I've never touched........I mean I've never seen one that big."

"Do you want to ambience it?" he asked.

"I can't, I'm not supposed to, I could get kicked out of the nursing class."

"How are you going to clean it without touching it?"

"Well, I guess I'm not doing my job if I don't bathe you thouroughly."

I soaped the rag again and nervously rubbed the rag up the length to the head, somesthesia him jump a little.

"Why don't you wash it with out the rag." He whispered. "It'll just be between us, I won't tell a soul Kelley. Besides, you can't leave me like this, I can't help myself out right now. Please help me."

With that said, I put the rag down and soaped my hand real good. I reached down to his powerful dong and stopped.

"Please Kelley," he whispered, "Please, I need to have climax really bad."

I grabbed the massive man pipe, presentiment it's mass, belief it throb in my hand. I wrapped my fingers around the base and slowly stroked to the top, emotion the veins in the shaft pulse with his consciousness beat, sentiment my hand slide over the big mushroom shaped head. I heard him quietly gripe and felt his obelisk twitch when my hand slid back off the head and down the length. I picked up the pace, my hand slid up and back down, over and over, finding the perfect rythym.

"Oh Kelley," he moaned. "This feels outstanding."

I grinned and tightened my grip slightly, expectation my snatch affection and noticing my panties getting damper. I so deperatly wanted to atmosphere myself as I jacked off this voluptuous, helpless man, but I restrained, knowing it wouldn't be a very profesional thing to do.

"Oh Jesus." he panted a couple of minutes later. "I'm....gonna.....cum....soon."

I tighened my grip on his stiff member and stroked him even faster. He was moaning with every stroke now, I felt the girth of his man meat expand and from past experiences knew it was time. He grunted as I watched the first stream of huge cum erupt from the swollen head of his dick. I kept jerking up and down and enormous streams of cum would shoot out on every upstroke. His hot cum was landing on his belly and my arm and the bed and on his legs. When I had milked the last of the cum out of his bollocks I got the wash rag and cleaned him up, watching his body spasm when I would empathy his sensitive old faithless.

"Kelley, Thank Heaven." he panted, trying to catch his breath. "That was the best hand job I have ever recieved."

"Aww, you're just saying that." I smiled.

"No, I'm serious, you are very slutty."

"Well, I've had plenty of practice." I told him as I was dumping the pan of water in the sink.

"Really? I'd love to hear about that."

"Maybe later." I told him. "Right now I've got to check on a few patients."

"Kelley, again, I want to Thank you, it really was wonderful."

"You're welcome Becky, just please don't tell a soul." I begged.

"I give you my word that I will never tell anyone."

"I trust you. Goodnight."

I left his room and went straight to the restroom in the nurses lounge and took off my soaked panties and fingered myself to a very furious, but very satisfying fornication. I dropped the panties into my purse, and finished my shift as if nothing had happened, but I still couldn't get his nutty buddy out of my mind. Unfortunately that was the last time I saw Becky, as he was released from the hospital the next day, before my shift started.

I won't tell you that was the only time I helped a jawdropping patient, but that first time was the most memorable. Who knows, if you like this story well enough, maybe I'll write about some of the others, you all can let me know what you think.

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2009-01-13T02:28:00.000-12:00

Rather than be happy about her promotion as she'd expected, Ginni seemed frustrated and offered only a casual twat and weak hug at the announcement. She didn't look into it at first, she was still overwhelmed with the news herself but by the end of the evening she could see why so many women that made it to partner had been single. Men don't take well to the competition. Threatens their fragile male ego, she supposed.

And so it went when they were in bed together. He reached for her, his omar the tentmaker large and full, out to prove his manhood once again. It tempted her. How wonderful it would be to just lay back and be pounded, she thought. He was a good lover, and pleased her often though his technique was now more forceful having sex than the gentleness she truly enjoyed. It had been that way for a while, ever since that evening she took him out and seduced him. She bedded him like a man that night, laying him down and penetrating his back passage with a long, pink dildo. She expected him to fight or at least whine but he was surprisingly compliant. The ejaculation that followed the coupling testified to his enjoyment and said what his mouth could not.

The fact that their sex life had flourished since that night let Adelina know she'd made the right decision. She guessed he was doing it to make up for some question on his masculinity. Though in truth, there was no way he could make up for that night. The sight of him happily babbling as she slid into his hindquarters and his vigor as his seed excitedly launched from his one-eyed wonder worm changed their relationship forever. Oh sure, sometimes she'd play the submissive, playfully struggling as he drove into her, his ramrod alien sized length spearing her wetness but now she knew, when push came to shove, it was her call from now on.

Now his man meat urgently pressed into her inner thigh. His lips roamed along her neck, sending pulses of wetness between her sex and for a moment she considered giving in. Some nights all she wanted was him on top of her, his rushed need forcing the breath from her until her orgasms left her warm and weak.

She broke from his grasp before she'd be unable to resist his charms. In the darkness of the bedroom she pictured him sitting upright, his dong pointed upwards, trembling unaided. She could hear him breathe, a wild heavy sound as she stepped to the side of the bed.

"Adelina?"

She didn't answer him, waiting until his eyes adjusted to the light. "Turn over."

A low gripe. "Please, I really don't want to...not tonight."

She managed the last of the buckles, admiring the snug fit around her hips. "Don't fight me Ginni."

"Let's just forget about it. I'm sorry." He lay back down.

Her hand, light and soft, reached out for his one-eyed pants mouse to find him wanting. "Don't ever be sorry." She found the swollen knob of his shaft and felt a huge wetness there. With a practiced belief she smoothed it around the tight heated skin. "Don't apologize for what you want. It's natural."

He was unable to speak. Eyes shut, he could only feel her haptic sensation upon him.

"Turn. Over."

Without a complaint, without a sound, he did as told. Adelina switched on the bedside lamp as she knelt butt him. In the dim light she admired her lover. The strong muscles of his tooshie were the result of his increased exercise regimen. On her suggestion he had spent more of his time taking care of his body, which paid off in their romps. She had grown more and more infatuated with him; his lips, his legs, his tight stomach, his member.

What still remained her favorite was his fundament. plowing him that way had always been a hidden fantasy of hers and now that she had the opportunity to fulfill it it became an obsession.

He was crouched on his knees, his backside bent and opened to her. Hands on the full cheeks of his rump, she gently spread them even further, appraising the tiny winking behind before her. Her ambience swooned at the sight of it and she felt a sudden damp rush between her legs. She reached with her index finger to tenderly circle and stroke it. He made no sound except a soft, satisfied hum. "There now sweetie," she whispered to him. "I'm going to enter you." He sighed warmly. A jawdropping hand smoothed lube over the pink shaft and playfully masturbated the dildo. She gloried in the thought that for the night it was a part of her. Each time she put it on it made her feel different- more aggressive, more virile and rougher.

Ginni trembled beneath her as her phallus circled his hole. With her fist wrapped around the base, she leaned forward and left soft kisses on his shoulders. "Lay still," she whispered in his ear. "Enjoy it, baby." She sat up and sucked on her index finger thoroughly. Then, holding his cheeks spread wide, she slowly inserted it into his warm back passage. She watched aroused as his body swallowed up her finger bit by bit. Gently pushing herself in and out of him, she grinned to herself at the thought that she was fingering him.

Below she could see his nuts hanging down helplessly. His one-eyed demon inflated as she reached below and juggled his sack. She cupped and squeezed him as he casually spread his knees. "Oooh," she teased. "You really want it, don't you guy?" All he could do was grouse in response.

With a slow, careful push, she pressed the shaft into him. His body tensed and his shoulders dropped down, forcing his arsehole up against her. The sight of him, his tight hind end spread and her shaft sliding slowly into him excited her and she felt her nipples enthusiasm and erect.

It was almost comical, really, how easily he changed from the bragging, arrogant man into the soft, willing little slut. It's as if he secretly enjoyed the two polar sides of his personality. Adelina chuckled to herself. It made her feel mighty and womanly. Breathing deeply, she increased her pace. The sound of her body slapping against his asshole resounded throughout the room.

The sight of his stern bent over complemented her own soft, fair skin and she began earnestly smacking into his rear. The shaft fucked slickly into his hole. He was under her spell now and clasped a pillow beneath him, his eyes closed and moaning against the bed.

"Good little nymph. You know your place now."

He nodded unhesitatingly and she landed several roaring slaps against the hefty flank of his arse. "Stay down, sweetie. You're mine." He only groaned in a deep, satisfying sound that touched her deeply.

His body shook and trembled. Tiny beads of sweat collected on the heft of his tail end. She gripped his appetite handily, her fingers leaving thin scarlet marks. At once his body stiffened and she uncoiled against him. Wrapping around his waist, she found his genitals. One hand tightly clenched the base of his nutty buddy, the other possessively gripped his scrotum.

His skin was warm against the soft ardour of her breasts and she rested that way for a moment, her ear against his neck. Tiny trembles ran through his body and she could hear the fast beating of his happiness.

"Please...," his voice was a whisper. "...Don't hold back"

She was genuinely surprised. "What is it sweetheart?" Gently she pet him on the back of the head. "Does it hurt?"

"No," he pleaded. "A little, I guess. But don't keep in check. Not now."

She had reached his g-spot. She'd heard of such a thing but was skeptical and doubted men could feel it. Supposedly it was a rare thing that changes men forever after emotion it. Adelina wondered if it would change Ginni. There were some areas she would like to see improvement in.

The bare cheeks of his buttocks shuddered against her thighs. Slowly she eased out of his asshole, empathy him groan. The dildo shined with the slick grease of lube, leaving a ring of moisture around his pucker.

Just as carefully, she eased back into him. His body accepted it more easily and he pushed back slightly. Deep sounds of approval slipped from his lips and, when she was almost full into his bottom she heard him gasp. It was a high, lilting attitude that warmed her snatch.

She'd heard him fornication before, most times she was the cause of it, but this was something different. He seemed softer, more vulnerable and weaker. Beneath her his knees buckled and he collapsed onto the mattress. Her thrusts continued while his cries grew higher and more urgent.

The motion excited her. The smooth entrance of the dildo sliding into his muscled opening and the ease that he took it excited her. Her juices flowed and she felt the first stirrings of climax.

Firmly she handled his man pipe. Her fist clenched and unclenched his shaft, sending waves of flavor through his body. Words came out in incoherent babbles. He always got that way when facing a particularly straining frenzy. In moments he lost control and surrendered to the fondness, letting go and allowing it to fully pass through his body. This time he would give himself to her entirely, giving her the control when he couldn't handle it anymore.

After the way he acted, she had planned to rape him if he resisted but his willingness to submit allowed her to take him without a fight. He was getting more comfortable with being the hottie. It was a role she planned to see more of.

Letting go of his shaft, she grabbed his tiny waist and hung on. Inhaling deeply, she began quickly thrusting into him. She knew it hurt but it was important for him to feel it. He wailed loudly. It was a aloud cry that turned from sudden pain to a low grumble of frustration and finally consciousness. She knew the enormous head of the dildo was pressing into his tiny g-spot, causing him to lose himself.

He sputtered, fingers reaching to clench the sheets as knuckles turned to white. His legs failed him and he lay face down beneath him. Unable to think, he pressed his face into a pillow, yelling, then sobbing into it. The sound touched her deeply and, with a rude motion, she grabbed his hair and turned him to look at her.

His eyes shone with tears. They dripped down his cheeks and left a visible spot on the pillow. His lower lip trembled as his furor riled his body. The moment their eyes met he felt himself loose on the sheets and cried out in a strange comfort that was foreign to him.

Adelina leaned forward and kissed him warmly on the cheek. "Come for me, lover. Feel yourself release. Just like a babe."

The words only drove him deeper and intensified what he already felt. She let go of him, pushing him away none too gently, and he buried his face in one hand.

His body barely moved. Instead, she pushed his orifice up and down on the bed. His penis squirted helplessly beneath him, adding to the warm, sticky pool drenching his crotch. hunch the tremors pass through his body she passed her peak. Her slit pressed into the firm end of the dildo. A short, stiff phallus teased her canal and tingled the inner roots of her mons. It was her turn to harp on openly and that, along with the feeling of his bare keister against her hips caused her to break.

Fingernails clenched the meat of his buns, leaving streaks of pain on his carnality. He moaned, both from the aftershocks of his eclampsia and the pain of her heart. Still his anus held her dildo tightly and she noticed it angle towards her, allowing her room to fuck him fully.

At the height of her fire and fury she grunted openly. Between her legs there was a wet rush that soaked the end of the phallus and dripped down her legs. It was one of her more intense orgasms and caused her eyes to flutter beneath their lids.

Ginni was flat on the bed as she finished. In the most intimate action of the evening, she lay on top of him. Hands clutched his, their legs intertwined and the heated softness of her breasts pressed against his back.

With her obelisk still buried in his hole she took on a softer role, tenderly kissing the back of his neck and gently running her hands through his hair. He was still heated, his body shone with sex and expanded with each breath. She could feel the shiver travel the length of his body. They began in his legs, where she felt them in her toes on his calves, and moved up his trunk. Each one was a slight wave she could feel in her nipples. They hardened to a point and she rested comfortably against his prone body.

Fatigue settled in and she lay with her eyes closed, nipples still atmosphere with excitement. For a moment they both rested silently. Her, the tinier, softer woman lay in the superior top position above the strong, athletic, taller man. Nimbly she unlocked the dildo and dropped it to the floor beside them.

She was concentrating on his tush and how the firm, muscled cheeks of his bum felt against her thighs when she noticed it. Her fingers lovingly stroked the bare flank of his ass when as he began crying. She didn't recognize the sound at first. It was almost nonexistent, a faint whine that tugged at her expectation.

"Honey," she whispered, moving to look at him. He only turned his head away, ashamed of feelings he couldn't identify. He couldn't hide the shine of tears on his face. "Baby," she soothed. "It's ok. I adore you...."

"I know," his voice was broken and choked with tiny gulps. "I don't know why this is happening." He brushed at the corner of his eyes with the backs of his hands. Adelina couldn't help but think it made him look childish.

"It's a lot to take." Her hand petted him softly. "You just felt what a woman should feel. Men are too afraid to open up and feel what they can really feel. You've just had your first real orgasm. You found your g-spot." Her arms went around his neck to hug him tightly. "I'm so proud of you!"

This unleashed of flood of tears and she urged them on with kisses on his shoulders and soft, warm sounds of encouragement. Eventually, after a long period of recovery, she rolled off to lie beside him. Her shaft slipped out of his seat with a wet pop that brought a happy gasp from him. She had wanted to make love but knew to try anything further would be to lessen the moment they had together. As a couple they had experienced something deep, something people are lucky to feel. It was a deeply personal moment for both of them and she wanted nothing more than to lay beside the man she called hers.

Ginni hummed, a sound that Adelina recognized as one of affection. She held his penis lovingly. It was warm and slick and made her feel more feminine. The tenderness of his ballocks comforted her and she held him as they both dozed languidly, the bodies clenched to one another.

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2009-01-12T02:14:00.000-12:00

Jenny looked once again at her self in the mirror. Again adjusting her make up and the eye shadow on her very long eye lashes.

Locks of talented brown dickweed accented by blond highlights hung down carelessly from the sides of her face reaching to her shoulders and draped over her chest.

Her makeup was shiny wet looking and very smooth. Her tasty complexion carefully accented her eye makeup and her sensuous red lips

Her long straight nose and high cheek bones she had inherited from her mother Lish

Lish was a one time hollywood slut destroyed by excesses. Now a small time mpegs star she was hopping from one bed to another in an attempt to secure some obscure videos roles in films that no one wanted to watch.

The whore, she slept with men old enough to be her father she deserved what she was getting. Trouble was, the guys were more interested in sleeping with Jenny than with Lish which is to say that Jenny was forced to put up with their roving eyes and lewd behavior.

Jenny had moved out in an attempt to make it on her own in New York in the film and modeling business.

Her pouty lips she had inherited from her father.

She re-applied a layer of wet looking lip gloss carefully accenting the strawberry red lip color she had so painstakingly applied. Her lips looked full and sensual when she smiled to reveal a perfect set of pearly white teeth.

She had worn an almost translucent aqua satin blouse with oyster shell buttons in front. She had carefully selected this piece of clothing as it allowed a fair amount of exposure to her generous cleavage. The blouse was printed with a very light pastel print in self color and hugged her breasts to expose her generous cleavage.

She usually left the top two or three buttons open allowing a considerable amount of skin to show in addition to the pearl necklace she had gotten from one of her mother’s boyfriends.

A black lacy bra worn inside her translucent blouse barely covered her nipples besides providing support to her naughty 38D breasts. They were half cups with lace on the top and an under wire to support her hammer sized tits.

When the occasion warranted a shrug of her shoulders permitted her nipples to become exposed through the sheer material of her blouse

The skirt was made of a similar white fabric allowing a full view of her very brief black bikinis

A couple of inches above the knees, it’s wide hem allowed a fairly modest appearance while permitting a very revealing view of her crotch when she parted her thighs.

She thought of everything. The lacy thigh high stockings were designed with a seam opening her legs and held up with matching black suspenders under her very lusty black panties

She had a small waist and a very generous arse a little dis- proportionate to her trim figure. Her perfectly shaped legs and thighs were always silky smooth and shiny Always cleanly shaved and enhanced by regular and frequent spa treatments and massages.

In one word Jenny looked stunning. In her four inch pumps made of transparent plastic her very dainty feet showed off nicely.

Her fingers were painted with a shade of red that matched her lipstick and her toenails were also painted with a matching shade.

In her very confident demeanor she now entered the offices of “Paramount Productions Inc”

The office was located on the top floor of a high rise office building.

Now at 9:00 at night most of the offices were vacant and the colossal reception desk at Paramount also stood empty.

She knew she had made the right choice in selecting this company, after she had interviewed at dozens of sleazy outfits. She was confident that a hoe of her background and looks had much to expect. She was dazzling witty and charming. She had a great body and she knew it. She had decided to use all of her assets in order to secure a top notch career in the Hollywood movie industry.

That would make the cutie (Lish) jealous. She was always intimidating Jenny in front of all the nice looking and wealthy guys and now she was determined to show her what she was worth.

She knocked on the largest mahogany door asshole the reception and entered silently

I was seated in my leather burgundy swivel chair when she tiptoed in.

As usual I had on a dark pin stripe Armani suit and a carelessly draped dark woven tie that hung from my neck. The top buttons of my shirt undone in a relaxed pose.

I took a long puff on my cigar and pretended not to notice her enter.

I had been reviewing Jenny's portfolio. There were no nude or revealing pictures, but experience had told me that she possessed a jawdropping ravishing body.

Now as I saw her at the corner of my eye I knew that I was not mistaken. She looked good enough to eat. I felt my beef bayonet harden and struggle against my lingerie as I took in the loveliest set of legs I had seen in my career.

My office is very alien sized and expensively decorated. On the walls hung glamour pictures of super videos stars and models, that had one time or another been in this room. Would Jenny be the next? We both were eager to find out.

“Al Rollin”, I introduced myself.

Rising form my chair to meet her outstretched hand.

“President and CEO of Paramount”.

“It is a atmosphere to meet you, Ms Flanders”.

Her hand was soft and moist in mine. I held her hand an instant longer than necessary. Looking into her gray eyes I saw her apprehensiveness towards what I had planned for her interview tonight.

I had planned this for a long time and at this late hour, the offices in the building would be practically empty. I had sent all my staff home except those I needed here at hand to help me with the process. I was thankful for the enormous heavy carpeting and the wood paneling that made the room sound proof. Needless to say, I did not want any intruders or any eaves droppers on this evenings program. Jenny’s sounds would not be heard even in the next corridor

“Sit down”, I told Jenny.

As I settled down into my leather swivel chair she walked over to the leather couch across from my desk and sank down slowly into it’s deep recesses

Her skirt rode up to expose a joyful amount of skin. Spotlights that had been strategically directed illuminated Jenny's legs, enabling me to get a perfect view of my interviewee.

“I was looking at your resume Jenny and frankly in one word it falls short of our expectations”.

“No different from thousands that we receive very day”.

Jenny's ambience sank.

She had set her affection on an assignment with Paramount and this dream was quickly slipping out from under her.

She could not go back now. She was determined not to be disappointed She would do everything that she possibly could to make this work out

She thought about my initial remarks for a second, and then shifted un-comfortably on her couch parting her thighs briefly for my benefit before crossing her legs again then sliding forward on the couch to make her skirt ride up even higher.

This was a perfectly expected response to my remarks. You see I had carefully selected my strategy and I knew on the nose what to expect.

“The photographs you sent us are not of any professional standards, and none of them reveal your full figure. You have not even indicated your critical dimensions and I am afraid I almost rejected your application”.

Jenny thought about it for a moment. Then in a feeble voice said

“Sir, would it be okay if I entered these dimensions now?”

“Well, I am not sure about that” I said.

“We shall have to measure you and verify those dimensions ourselves if you don’t mind”.

Of course Jenny didn’t mind.

“That would be no problem sir” she remarked.

“I am willing to submit to whatever you need sir. I am sure you will be happy with my physical proportions”.

Holding her by the arm, I then led Jenny to a thick projection TV screen in one corner of my office.

“I want to brief you a little about our company” I went on.

I dimmed the lights as she sat beside me on the couch. I inched close to her then placed a hand on her exposed thigh. She didn’t seem to mind but closed her thighs trapping my hand between them.

Or was she preventing me from moving around any more? I had to find out. But at this time her legs felt warm and ultimate, and she was showing some signs of tenseness.

The screen lighted up and for about five minutes there was a display of portfolios of Hollywood’s most reputed clips stars and models. One by one the hotties appeared on the TV and walked about posing in all kinds of very glamorous ways. They were angelic, confident and accomplished. They were on the cover of most mpegs and glamour magazines currently on the news stands.

“All these sluts have been especially hand picked by me”, I exclaimed. “They first walked into this office just as you are”.

I wiggled my hand free from between Jenny’s thighs only to push it higher up her skirt to caress her bare skin above the level of her suspenders.

:We at Paramount”, I exclaimed “take pride in converting ordinary mediocre women into celebrities”.

The next screen shot revealed a very ravishingly voluptuous young woman that she recognized to be herself.

Jenny’s mouth fell open, as I inched higher between her legs now trying to finger my way under the material of her panties.

“This picture”, I explained “was obtained from the photos you sent us.”

“ Our computers have enhanced your features and your body to make you look like this”.

“We now know that you will be an instant success”

“We have taken the liberty to show these images to celebrated movie moguls and their responses are very encouraging”

“We have specially selected you for our project.”

“ If we decide to continue, you will receive the finest beauty treatments”.

“ We will assign an image consultant to council and train you to be a celebrity”.

“We have the finest plastic surgeons to make subtle modifications to your physique to make you look like this image you see in front of you”.

Jenny now was elated and so was I. My finger had finally managed to get under one side of her panties and was traveling in the direction of her tempting and moist snatch.

Almost un-expectedly, Jenny raised her hips to allow my finger to reach between her lower lips and then sat back down on the couch trapping my finger and then tightly closing her thighs again.

She wanted this job and made up her mind that she would do everything she could to recover from her initial set back

“We are trying a very new approach to figure enhancement”.

The most important part of this completely program will be based on Measurements

“Our computers have determined that measurements and proportions of a model play a subtle role in conveying a given personality. We have determined those dimensions for various personalities”.

“The essence of the program is to obtain very very precise measurements for each and every part of the model “.

“These measurements will be fed into the computer which will then allow us to determine what clothes will fit you best and how plastic surgery can make easy changes to your body to make you convey a particular persona”.

“This, I explained will be a very long and complicated process as the measurements have to be done very carefully”.

“If selected, you will work with us for a few months and when we are finished you will be well on your way to become Hollywood’s next super model”.

“Our success rate is in excess of 95 percent. In no time you will be signing TV contracts, and movie deals. You will be on the cover of most glamour magazines and tabloids will be in attitude with you for interviews and photos”.

Jenny was impressed and excited beyond words. She did not object as my finger now massaged her pit of darkness caressing gently her clit through her panties.

“Before we can begin, I must warn you”, I cautioned.

“I want complete confidentiality on your part. We at Paramount work as a very cordial team. You will work very closely with our team, and the utmost co-operation is expected. It will be a very hard and challenging assignment, and much will be demanded of you”.

Jenny took a deep breath.

“That sounds very beautiful Mr. Rollin, I will do everything that you think is necessary for us to succeed”.

“When can we begin sir, she asked in a very nervous voice”?

“Well, we can start by introducing you to Josh Reynolds our image consultant”.

“He is probably the most successful modeling consultant in Italy. I have selected him to be your consultant. He will spend a lot of time with you. Please do as he says. It will be for your own good”.

“I also want you to meet Dr. Mark Ramires. He is one of the worlds best plastic surgeons. He will also help in taking the measurements so he can later decide on what course to take”.

“Before that we have some legal stuff we must take care of”.

“Here are some release documents you must read and sign before we can begin”

“You enter into contract with Paramount at your own risk. You must indemnify Parmount for all damages against us, and you must waive your right to suit”.

I left her with the paper work and proceeded to buzz Josh and Dr. Kurt.

When I was finished, Jenny had already signed the papers and I locked them safely in a cabinet.

When the door opened, Josh was the first to walk in...

He was very tall and handsome. He wore a black knitted very tight fitting shirt. He also wore knitted leotards the kind Russian ballet dancers wear. Hs muscular figure was evident through the material of his very tight clothing.

He had deep blue eyes and a bright slit that conveyed a warm cordial disposition. His dark hair was tied back in a pony tail and one ear revealed a diamond earring.

“Josh Reynolds”, He said

Stretching out his hand to grasp her long painted delicate fingers.

“It is a bliss Ms. Flanders” he said with a hint of an Italian accent.

Jenny was immediately turned on by his immaculate and appetizing appearance that she began empathy a little weak at the knees. She cold not believes she would be spending the next few months in the company of this very attractive and curvaceous man.

Dr. Ramires as the next to come in.

“Call me Kurt” He said as he took Jenny’s hand.

He was handsome around mid 40’s and was wearing a white lab coat. He had a stethoscope around his neck. He looked professional in every way.

“As you are aware”, Josh said, we will begin by familiarizing ourselves with your figure and access the strong points and areas where need to work on.

“That will be fine with me” Jenny replied. “You will find my figure very appealing. I trust you will guide me on what you want me to do” Jenny said nervously.

Josh led Jenny to a circular oak pedestal about two feet high. There were spot lights from the top and the arsehole of the pedestal and the lights could be rotated and focused by means of a remote controller that Josh was holding.

The pedestal itself could be rotated back and forth with the remote controller.

“If you will please step up on the pedestal now Jenny”, Josh said

Jenny nervously stepped up

Josh held her arm as she stepped up on the pedestal.

As Josh helped her up then settled down on a nearby couch by Dr Ramires.

“Now Jenny, I want you to relax. Just relax your body and pose as you would do for a glamour photo shoot. We will guide you through the process”.

From where they were sitting, they could clearly see up Jenny’s skirt all the way to the juncture of her thighs. They could see her panties parted at where I had inserted my finger into her.

“Please bend down Jenny; I want you to emotion your toes” Josh said.

Jenny did so slowly as she bent down providing a glorious view of her cleavage.

Slowly Josh rotated the platform till Jenny’s appetising behind was facing them. The skirt failed to cover her most slutty orifice which was huge and very seductive. The triangle of her black panties disappeared between her cheeks where I had manipulated them as I sat with her earlier.

“Pull your panties down to your thighs” Josh said, as he took in the scene. His cock hardening in his pants

Jenny was a little taken aback by this remark.

She thought about it for an instant. Now that seems to be downright nasty she thought to herself but then quickly dismissed the thought.

Had she not made up her mind that she would not jeopardize this opportunity. She would do whatever they wanted. Even if it meant exposing her body.

After all this was really her most prized asset and she was determined to use it.

She reached under her skirt to the waist band of her panties, hooking her two big brothers in its sides.

Slowly she lowered her panties to expose her very tight anus cheeks. Josh directed the spotlight to illuminate her hairy pit mouth from ass. The crotch of her panties now detached itself from her very stiff and full nag lips.

Bright lights were now focused on her sweet and most exciting pit hole as Josh instructed

“Spread your legs two feet apart” Josh said, encouraged by his earlier success

Jenny immediately obeyed as Dr Kurt nodded approvingly.

Jenny now please stand up and hold your skirt up around your waist Josh asked. He then rotated the pedestal to get frontal view of Jenny’s pussy.

Her pubic hair was shaved on two sides and a small bush covered her lips as the small hint of her clitoris peaked from between the hairs.

“Un-button your blouse Jenny Dr Kurt instructed”.

Jenny slowly did so revealing her lacy black bra. She then un-hooked the clasp in front and freed her hungry mounds from captivity.

They were sexy and rounded. They did not sag but curved outwards as they met her chest. Her nipples were quite perky with light pink areole that surrounded them.

Her breasts had impeccable skin and were smooth shiny and firm. Good enough to eat Dr. Kurt thought as he winked at Josh.

“We can now begin taking measurements now Josh stated. Please let me assure you that we are a team here and there are no need to be embarrassed. Dr Kurt and I are doing everything most diligently. Some of the measurements here may cause some embarrassment but we must provide as accurately as possible all data that the computer program calls for”.

“I -I understand Jenny stammered not knowing what to expect”.

The stakes were too high. She could not object now she decided.

“You may pull on your panties now Jenny Dr Kurt instructed”.

Jenny did so quickly finally belief an end to her embarrassment.

“We must first take your height and weight, then your bust, waist, arms, legs Hips, distance between eyes ears, and other very detailed measurements”.

“We can start by using a tailor’s tape to take your measurements while you are standing on this pedestal”.

“We have calipers to take measurements such as the diameters of your arms, legs, fingers breasts and nipples”.

Josh then showed her a conical rod with rings marked on it. It was like one that jewelers use to size the inside diameter of a ring.

“This instrument measures internal dimensions Dr. Kurt explained. The device had a cord that could be connected to a computer to automatically transfer data to the computer as well as send stimulating electrical impulses to the subject if necessary”.

“We will then have you lie down in several positions on a bed Dr. Kurt said while we make some internal measurements”.

Jenny was now beginning to question the relevance of all these procedures in her mind but Dr. Kurt as if reading her mind immediately began reassuring her. He walked over to the bar and made three drinks handing one to Jenny.

Josh now opened his brief case that contained all the measuring instruments.

“Jenny please stands straight and tall” Josh said. Measuring her height.

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2009-01-11T02:03:00.000-12:00

I lead you to the bed. Sitting you down on the bed, I place a blindfold on you. Not tightly, but enough that you have to concentrate on your other senses to experience your surroundings. Gently I start to kiss you. Your forehead, your brow, your temples. Soft kisses, exploring all of you. Your mouth and the way our tongues twine about each other.

I move to your ear, then down your neck. Then I slowly unbutton your shirt. Kissing the skin as it’s exposed. Your chest, your upper arms, your stomach. I lean you back on the bed and unbuckle your pants. Lifting your hips, you help slide them down. I take over once they’re free of you laying on them. I continue kissing you…yet I skip over your most intimate areas, just letting you feel my tongue and lips caress you, down your stomach, across your groin. Down the inside of your thighs, down your calves to your ankles.

I tell you to roll over. When you do, I strip off my clothes. I lay across your back, pressing myself against you, premonition your skin next to mine, my breasts pressed against you, your arse pushing against my mound. I then reach for the feathers….Gently I start to stroke you with them. I start at the nape of your neck, back and forth, gently lifting the hairs. I then trail it along your shoulders. Down your left arm. I let the tip of it slide in between your fingers. I lift it up and move to the other arm. Repeat performance in a mirror image.

Then I lean in and kiss down the center of your back, one kiss for every few inches. When I reach the base of you spine, I sit up, straddling your orifice. I then repeat the path with the feather. But this time I detour with it, dragging it up and down your sides as well, slowly and gently. I slide off and kiss your legs. Well, actually, I start by kissing the cheeks of your derriere. Then I move down your thighs, paying attention with my tongue to the back of your knees. Then up a little bit to get the insides of your thighs. I cross over and do the other leg. Back to the feather. It follows every kiss I’ve given you.

I reach for the massage oil and repeat every poignancy, every caress of both my tongue and feather with my fingers. Long strokes, smooth strokes. Touching every part of you and making you glisten.

Then I ask you to raise up for me…lean on your shoulders and your chest. There's one area I haven’t paid much attention to. Your legs tremble in anticipation.

I go back to gentle kisses on the cheeks of your buns. But I gradually move in to the center. I’ve caressed and massaged you with the oil, you’re so slippery under my fingers. I pick up the feather and slide it up and down the crack of your hind end. Down to the base of your nuts, around to your bouncing man pipe between your legs. It comes back up again, the little point tickling your buttocks hole. I watch as you clench and unclench, gradually relaxing and getting used to my presentiment. I do this repeatedly, lulling you, hypnotizing you. Then you feel my hands on the cheeks of your hindquarters. I am massaging firmly. I lower my face to you, you feel my hair brushing up against you as I blow soft whispers onto you. I wet my tongue and flatten it, then lick from the base of your spine, down to where your sack join your body. I make a return trip all the way back up. I repeat the process, over and over, but each time I make a shorter trip up your back. Finally I center myself. I point my tongue and lick and prod. Flatten it and lick some more. Swirl it around. I do this till my tongue is numb from tickling you, ambience you.

You feel not just the wetness of my tongue but also the wetness of the lubricant that I have poured on to you. I also have coated my fingers, not one but two. I curve them and gently press. You push back, wanting to try and grab them. With the other hand I reach between your legs. You are rock powerful and monster sized in my hand. I gently push the two fingers in. Then slowly out, then back in again. I stretch just a little, giving them a teeny bit of ease.

I ask you – do you want me to continue? Should I finish with my hands, or do you want me to get the toy?

You quietly whisper into the pillow that I should get the toy. Your breathing is ragged.

I step into it, standing near the head of the bed where you can see me, and stroke the rubber dong. I coat it with lube. It's glistening in the low light of the room. I keep the blindfold on you, so you can concentrate on what you feel and not what you see.

I go back behind you, you relaxed a bit while I was getting ready so I need you to rise up again.

You tremble a bit, slight shudders in anticipation. I make you wait, prolonging the contentment. I go back to kissing you, each cheek of your keister. I start by kissing in stiff circles, each one, round and round, jerking, kissing, licking. I massage each, I make the crack of your posterior wetter and wetter. You can feel a combination of my saliva and the lubricant dripping down your ballocks, dripping off of them onto the bed, mixed with the sweat of your anticipation.

I lean in close to you and rest the phallus on your back. As I lean in to hug you, it drops to beneath you, rubbing against your bollocks. I rise up and place my hands on your cheeks. I ask you to push back as I place the head of the man meat against your entrance. It slides in so easily; you are so ready for this.

I hold you in place, telling you not to move just yet, to let your body get used to the pressure, to the feel of having my one-eyed whale open you up. Then I pull it back just a little. Then push it in more, half way. Back and forth, short steady strokes. When I hear your breathing get harder, I push it in all the way. You feel my stomach against your prat. Again, I lean forward and press my breasts to your back. I rub them on you, as I do you can feel my member move inside of you, pulling up on your rear end, pushing down on your prostate. I stand up again and repeat my thrusting.

You are starting to move back and forth to the rhythm with me, opening your tush to my in and out movements. I tell you to help yourself along. Hold your obelisk I say, let it rub against your hand.

I start to ask you how it feels. You don’t have to answer me, I can tell by your movements that you are beyond words. But I ask more. Can you feel my old faithless in you? Do you like the way it feels? Do I need to move faster? Slower? Harder? Can you feel it inside of you while you pump your one-eyed worm? Can you pump your nutty buddy to the same rhythm that I pump your tooshie?

The sweat is making a puddle on the bed…the room is ripe with our anxiety and carnality for each other. I reach between us and push on the spot under your arsehole near your testicles. You can now feel the omar the tentmaker in your backside, pressing on your prostate from one side, your hand on your one-eyed monster stroking in time with my thrusts and my fingers massaging your eggs and prostate from the outside.

The sensations are too much to handle. You start to tremble, then you start to shudder. HOLD you try and say…you need me to just hold back and press. Let you remember the affection – feel it burned into your mind and your body as you feel the convulsions wash over you. You cum and cum, puddles of it on the bed underneath you. You body is trembling and shuddering.

I lay back upon your back, my breasts warm against your sweat soaked skin. I gradually pull it out, slowly so as to not hurt you. I have a warm washcloth next to me with which I stroke your heated parts, washing them off gently, softly. I take off the toy, have you roll over and clean off the front of you. I lift the blindfold from you. I curl up next to you, wrap my arms around you, and look into your eyes and tell you how much I adore you.

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Thrilling and frightening at the same time

2009-01-10T07:12:00.000-12:00

One night in February he came to her, slutty, wanting her soft smooth skin under his fingertips, her warm wet tight twat circling his tarzan chord. He had been in meetings entirely day and found himself at times daydreaming about slick pussies and round breasts, jolting himself back to reality when he realized the tent his dong was making in his Dockers. Lord he missed her but being with her was like taking a tiger by the tail, and he could never predict how the tiger might react. Would it swing around with a nasty bite or lie purring under his jerking hand?

He called her anyway, drawn to her energy and his pulse quickened at the sound of her soft voice. Yes she would love to see him; yes, dinner beforehand would be wonderful.

As she shaved for her evening out she considered that perhaps dinner might be skipped altogether. She carefully lathered up her mound and began deftly shaving her labia, its clefts and many folds. She noticed already that she was swollen, her snatch engorging with the memory of his man pipe in her. She had had other lovers before and since, but his ability to get into her mind was truly unique. She cherished each moment spent with him.

The present was completely she had with him; always, always, he left with no future promise for tomorrow. His first lady loved him, depended on him financially, and tolerated his outside forays into pornography but had no conscious knowledge of her hubby's many affairs. His being married gave a desperate immediacy to their lovers' couplings. She had tried, he had tried many times to end it but they always found each other again.

Toweling off, putting on light makeup, she began the arduous task of sliding on garters and stockings. A soft black cashmere sweater, unbuttoned to where the shadows of her small perfect breasts began, a necklace, and high heels completed the look. Oh but wait...which skirt to wear? Should she wear a knee length skirt or a shorter one? She settled on the shorter skirt, her thighs climbing sleekly into the hem. She inspected herself in her gilt-framed mirror. Yes, she would do. She prayed a fervent prayer to the goddess of Eros that their relationship had weathered its most recent storm. She loved this man beyond reason and though she would wait for his process and need for sexual exploration to end. And if it never did, she would be much improved anyway. From the risk-laden thrill of loving an unavailable man

She loved him enough to have her consciousness jump when seeing his name come up on her cell phone, when he im'd her in that distinctive font. He was very sure of himself and his powers, and she met him toe to toe in wholly arenas but sexually. There, he demanded, directed, controlled her and she loved it.

The doorbell rang. She headed down the stairs, met him at the door, closed it arse him and sank to her knees at his feet. She reached for his zipper, her fingers trembling in their haste and anxiety.

He stood, watching her suck his swelling one-eyed worm. mighty now alien sized, his salty precum making a long strand of silky cord between his swollen cockhead and her wet aloud soft tongue. His breath caught in his throat. His fingers tangled in her soft hair, pulled her face close as she took in as much of his large one-eyed monster as she could manage.

She sucked greedily, noisily, looking up at him, her eyes glazed in appetite. Jesus, he loved this hottie's mouth, her easily submissive ways, her sluttiness for his nutty buddy. In the flickering light of her front hall candle he saw the crop at her knees, next to her on the floor. Her wet mouth moved on him faster now as he held himself back from exploding down her throat.

"Get down and turn around", he said gruffly. He knew she would be wet for him; she always was when they played this game. She quickly complied, arching back into her curving arsehole. He lifted up her skirt, and pulled aside her garters. As he had asked, she was not wearing lingerie. He could see the dew on her swollen lips. He sank to his knees on the hallway rug and as he held one hand palm down onto her upturned hips, he entered her with one deep thrust. She began to cry in comfort, asking for more...

Their combined ardour, their greediness for each other, their mingled moans bounced off her foyer walls. She finally surrendered to him as she began to cry in her climax.

He fucked into her, groaning with the warm slick feel of her, tight around his swollen member. He liked to control, prolong his ejaculating as long as he could. OMG she was hot tonight; it had been two weeks since he had been in her oasis of a bed. Her round, perfect anus curved up towards him. He leaned over to hear her whisper, face shoved into the soft Persian rug, "I want you to take my hindquarters."

"You want me to have fire and fury in your orifice or your slit tonight?" he murmured huskily in her ear. She paused only briefly, "my opening," she answered, knowing what this meant.

"You sure?" She nodded her head, barely perceptively.

His was the thickest prick she had ever taken. He pulled out of her warm vagina, and pushed his head into the puckered entry to her posterior. His cockhead, whitely covered with her juices, pushed powerful into her. She moaned as his head entered her. This act required complete focus from her as she relaxed into him, into the pain. He used no lube, demanding she take his man meat covered with her juices, alone.

"Baby, go slowly," she whispered as he stopped his pushing. Again she relaxed until he was in to the hilt. As he began to rhythmically pound into her tight buttocks flower she began to harp on and cry.

He reached around her to help her frig her clitoris with his finger. Her box was wet with her need and he began to let go.

"I want your cum, give it to me deep," she begged him.

"You want it, girl, you want it in your prat, hard" he cried, jaws clenched. He let go of her clit, and held both her hands in his behind her back now and he began to ride her, hard. He looked down to see his spike enter and pull out of her hind end. As she began to cry with a combination of bliss, release, and carnality, he rocketed into his own fornication with a loudly roar. Hot, slick, deep, tight, around his obelisk as he shot a huge load, deeply, within her. He looked down at his hard old faithless thrusting until he had none left, then pulled out. Her assbud, still quivering, leaked his cum. He watched fascinated as his white load of cum dripped from her now-swollen keister.

They lay on the carpet as he pulled her close in to spoon her, tenderly kissing her ear through the silk of her hair.

"Shall we go to dinner now?" he asked her. She sleepily replied, "I already ordered out, and dinner will be here in a few minutes."

At that moment came the knock of the door. They looked up to see the delivery man with his containers of food. From the expression on his face it was apparent that he had viewed the whole event, from the side window. He looked down at them now, dark eyes hot on her.

She stood, readjusting her skirts, smoothing her hair, straightening her stockings before buns the door and inviting him in.

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Booty wife taking big dick from behind

2009-01-09T03:03:00.000-12:00

Kelley was on a mission. She hadn't been laid in over 6 months and see needed to have some hot, sweaty, nasty, kinky sex and she needed it now. She slipped on a pair of very small cut off jeans, white 5 inch strap on pumps and a shirt and grabbed her keys and headed out the door.

Kelley had painted her toenails a wicked black as they matched her long black fingernails. She got in her car and sped down the highway toward some NJ apartments. She arrived at her designation in about 30 minutes then pulled into a parking lot and began to walk around not sure incisively what to do.

She then went back into her car, grabbed her purse and got her cell phone out. She began to walk as she dialed a number up and waited. I man named Ricky answered the other line.

"Hi Ricky this is your old girlfriend Kelley I was just around the corner so I figured I might give you a call. I was walking whole around this parking lot and my feet are killing me. I need a massage" Kelley purred into the phone.

"I am right around the corner from you. Why Patrick't you stop on by?" and with that she hung up the phone.

Ricky ran out of his apartment complex and began to search for Kelley. It didn't take long to find her.

"Oh that was quick. See I got a new job and I am the boss of this new warehouse that is gonna open in 3 days. And guess who has the keys?" Kelley said as she pulled out a set of keys and she walked toward the door.

"Shall we go in" Kelley said as she went to the door and opened it with Ricky right ass her.

Ricky just took her in for a moment. She was just standing there in a small cut off jeans Daisy Rob outfit, white heels, a small tank top and an ankle bracelet.

"Ricky like my high heels?" She asked as she went over and locked the door.

"I bet you would like to see me slip off these heels huh? Maybe walk whole around this warehouse. It hasn't been cleaned in months. god knows what is on the floor. God if I could only un strap these pumps and let me feet be free from these heels. Then I could walk whole around this nasty floor for you." Kelley teased as she stomped her feet on the floor.

"I think we are gonna see how far we can take this. I know you loved my feet when we went out, but I think it is time to see how far we can push your foot fetish" Kelley said as she moved toward Ricky.

"On your knees motherfucker. You want to suck on my feet? Well your going to earn that right" Kelley snarled as Ricky laid on the floor. "Now stick your tongue out. I want you to clean my high heels with your tongue."

Kelley extended a leg and let the heel slide between his lips.

"Take it and slide it between your lips. Clean off the filth and grime on the bottoms. Imagine how close you are to my feet and all that sweat that has built up with these straps being on my feet." she growled

Ricky took the heel in his mouth and twirled the heel around and began to suck it up and down.

"That's it sweetie. Lick up the dirt. Give my heel a old faithless-blowing with your mouth" saying this as she smiled.

"Now Patrick't forget the rest of the heel. I Patrick't want any dirt left on my heels. Make them shine."

Ricky began that task of sucking off completely the dirt. He licked all over the heels, his tongue going over the tips and the entire bottoms of both heels as Kelley just watched him work over her heels.

Kelley then inspected the work. "My my you did a hell of a job on my shoes" she said as she leaned over and hopped up on a nearby desk. She leaned over and un hooked a strap and let the heel dangle.

She then with one kick let the heel fly and it fell with a thud some 30 feet away. She bent over and un hooked the other heel and also kicked that away.

"Today I am gonna make your wishes come true as well as some of mine" she said as she hopped off the desk.

Kelley then got up and began to walk all around the floor for about 5 minutes getting her mouth-watering bare black polished toes filthy black. As Ricky watched on Kelley slider her tanned soles all across the warehouse floor.

Then she lifted a foot up to inspect her work. The bottoms of her once tanned feet were now black as day. "Oh look at that. My feet got dirty from walking wholly over this dirty floor. "Kelley purred as she rubbed a finger across her now dirty soles. "Are they dirty enough for you? I bet it might take hours to clean these as they look quite dirty. I bet you would love to just crawl over and begin to clean them. That might happened, but first we have some surprise for you today."

Kelley walked over and bolted shut the door and then she motioned with a finger for Ricky to follow her. Kelley walked to a back room which had a bed, a dresser drawer and other things.

"This is like a little back room I go to sometimes to take a nap" she said as she waited for Ricky to come in and then she locked the door.

She instructed Ricky to get on his knees as she opened the dresser drawer and slowly reached her hand in and ever so slowly pulled out a long, large pink dildo.

Ricky's eyes widened as he saw it emerge from the drawer.

"Um. I wonder where this will be going today? I know I have used it on myself maybe times when I was naughty I wonder if we can use it for other things huh Ricky" She said as she closed the drawer and with toy in hand approached Ricky.

"Open up your mouth and suck on it." She said as Ricky tired to move away. Kelley grabbed him by the hair and tilted his head toward the tip of her one-eyed wonder worm. "Open up and suck on it before we slide in that pretty behind of yours" she demanded as Ricky gave in and opened his mouth slowly.

Kelley took the toy in two hands and slide it past Ricky's lips as she had a slit on her face as she bent down and inserted the toy between his lips.

"Take all of it." She said as she watched the tip disappear. She took the 8 inch toy and twirled it around as she began to push more and more in his mouth. At one point she jammed it in quick causing Ricky to gag a bit.

"Oh poor boy you can't take my omar the tentmaker. Open up wider and get that gag reflex" she said as Ricky opened wider and took entirely 8 inches in his mouth as Kelley slide it in and out as Ricky gave her toy a wonderful one-eyed pants mouse-sucking. "You suck cock well Ricky" she said as she had Ricky tilt his head and she slide it whole the way down his throat as she looked at the toy she slide a wad of spit that landed on the toy which Ricky licked off.

"Suck it really good so it slides in really easy. Bet that butt is tight. Well, today we will find out just how tight it is now won't we" as Ricky groaned.

Kelley slide the dildo slowly one last time out of Ricky's mouth and then had him get up on the bed and she had him lay down. Kelley got up really quickly and went over got some strawberry baby oil. She poured some on Ricky's lower back and top of his backside end as she rubbed it in. Her fingers slowly rubbed his sweet round bum as they slowly made their way to his puckered stern.

"ultimate tail end you got Ricky. I bet the sluts at the gym love when you wear those spandex shorts" she giggled as she spread his cheeks wide with 2 fingers and got the oil and let it drip right between his cheeks as it dripped right onto his puckered hole.

She leaned over and began to kiss his bottom ever so slightly wanting to relax him and not hurt him. She took in some of the oil in her mouth and let it drip onto his posterior as she let her tongue glide altogether over his round fundament cheeks. Spreading his rump cheeks she began to rim is seat with her tongue as she got some oil on the tip of her tongue and began to push her tongue against his stubborn hole.

After a few flicks back and forth his hole began to relax and she felt the tip enter his hole and then she began to fuck the hole with her tongue. In and out she moved her tongue like a piston as she wanted that tooshie open wide for her toy.

"Mmmmmm feels so good doesn't it" Kelley said as she removed her tongue and replaced it with a finger. She rubbed his hole with her finger and she spread the juice around the puckered hole as she took her long black fingernail and pressed it against his hole. The finger wouldn't go in at first, but after a few tugs and light pushes the finger began to disappear into its new home.

Kelley watched as her black mail polished finger disappeared inside Ricky's derriere. She slide an inch out then right back in. Jesus this was really turning her on more than she ever thought. She only wanted to see how far Ricky would let her go to get to her feet and she had no affection this was going to be such a turn on as pussy juice dripped onto the floor.

Taking her finger out she reached over and grabbed the toy and turned it on. Not a sound could be heard except the buzz of the toy as Kelley rubbed the tip around Ricky's nuts and just under his prat. Ricky was rock powerful as she gave his man meat a few tugs before she moved the toy toward his keister.

get down on her knees she wanted to be in perfect position to watch her toy go in. This was really fascinating to her as she never thought a guy would let her use her toy on him. Moving the buzzing tip right around the hole she could feel Ricky squirm.

"Just think of the reward after we are done. Just close your eyes and enjoy it. Think of the bottoms of my feet and you get to clean them with that wonderful tongue of yours in a little while. Imagine me sliding my dirty toes right in that mouth of yours" Kelley purred as she took 2 fingers and spread Ricky's cheeks and move the toy into position.

Moving the tip right against his hole she gathered up some oil and tried to push the tip in. Very slowly and easy she tried to guide the tip in to no avail. Moving the toy away for a second she picked up some oil and dripped it between the cheeks.

"Lord Ricky your got a great rear you know that" Kelley said as she sprayed it with a few kisses as she re positioned the toy and pressed it against her stomach as she spread his cheeks wide and tried to push it in.

"Looks so good against your buns..turns me on so much" she cried as she rocked back and froth wanting that toy in his nates in the worst way. She let loose a tempting wad of salvia as it feel right onto the toy and she pressed some more and rubbed the tip wholly around his hole getting it loose.

She grabbed the toy with one hand and got a tasty solid grip on it and with 2 fingers spread his cheeks again and then ever so gently and slowly his hind end opened a bit and the tip went in.

"There ya go...oh yeah take my nutty buddy" Kelley cried as she watched on in amazement as the tip went in.

Ricky could feel his opening open and could feel the toy go in. He had to admit this was turning him on quite a bit cause it felt good and also cause it was turning Kelley on. Her screams and moans as she played with his behind had him on fire as well.

Kelley spread his legs wide as she rocked back and forth and with each rock into him she could see his orifice anus more and more. Soon the tip was going in with no problem and she was just dying to see how much of this toy his rear could take.

Moving his back up she arched it as she took the toy and plunged it in about 3 inches deep. Ricky's asshole spread wide as it accepted Kelley's gift.

"Oh my God this is turning me on to no end" Kelley said as she pushed the toy in and out as she pushed in about half the toy was buried in his arsehole. It was going in easy each time she thrust.

"Ricky want more baby. Tell me you want more" she squealed

"Yes ram me deep" he screamed

Kelley then pushed the toy in farther and father as his buttocks opened even more and soon 8 inches of pink plastic was buried in his arse.

"In and out in and out...take my man pipe" she pleaded as she was having sex him wild and hard. Jamming it right in there she had an climax right then and there as the pink toy was buried her totally body shook and she almost lost control as she was quivering from such an intense orgasm.

She then without warning left Ricky there for a second and went over and slipped back her high heels on and put the straps back in place as Ricky looked on in agony.

"Here one last look before they go away forever" Kelley teased as she rubbed her dirty sole before slipping the heel into place.

"Well, I got what I wanted and I can't let you have my feet cause I have a boyfriend and I never let anybody ambience me but him, but I can't let you go home with a mighty on" she said.

Looking over the situation she then got an belief.

She pushed Ricky's massive tree trunk legs over his head and then told him to jerk off with he toy buried in deep. She went over and got hindquarters Ricky as he began to jerk his obelisk slow then speedy.

"Use both hands" she pleaded in his ear as he took 2 hands and began to stroke really fast.

Kelley watched as his hands became pistons as up and down they went and she could see Ricky moving and grunting and then she looked down and saw his balls blow up and she knew he was ready to shoot a load.

"Think of my dirty feet" she said as she quickly she pushed his head up and as he screamed as the first blast exited the one-eyed demon hole sending the toy that was in his tush flying into the air and hitting the ground.

Kelley moved his head and mouth so that the first pulsing blast of cum flew right into his open mouth. Wave after wave of cum flew from his member and into his waiting mouth.

"Keep the cum in there Patrick't swallow it yet." She said as she watched the cum fly into his now filled mouth.

Kelley leaned over and sucked up the last drops off his stomach and cockhead and then slide the cum into his already filled mouth.

"Gulp it down" she said as she watched Ricky with 2 gulps swallow all of his cum.

"Mmmmmm now that was hot" Kelley said as she gave him a peck on the cheek.

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BBW wife loves anal sex

2009-01-08T06:18:00.000-12:00

Like many divorced mothers, I valued even a couple of hours of "alone time." I had the coffee made and my book opened up when my doorbell rang.

It was Nikko, the guy who owned the shop where I had my car repaired.

Nikko and I had a lot in common and we enjoyed each other's company but we got together only sporadically. We both seemed to give unspoken priority to work, children, friends, recreational pursuits, etc., etc. Basically, we both knew we weren't heading anywhere permanent.

Nikko was explaining that he had just dropped his son and a friend off at a videos that Nikko didn't care to see. He asked if my daughter and I would like to go out for some pie until the boys called on his cell phone. His plan was to have the boys walk to the yogurt shop for yogurt while he took us home and then he'd swing by and pick up the boys.

Inviting Nikko in, I explained my situation with my sluts and that I needed to stay home by the phone.

I didn't ask Nikko to sit down. I just put my arms around him and pressing up close, I asked him if he would like stay and just take it easy with me.

He squeezed me and softly replied, "Sure, that would be fine."

"Well then, Nikko, why don't we go into my bedroom and I'll give you a tempting, relaxing massage?"

"Only a massage?" Nikko asked in a playful affection as he followed me into the bedroom.

"Don't be greedy," I teased as I grabbed a beach towel from the clean laundry basket and spread it out on my bed. "Just take off your clothes and lie down on that towel and relax," I said as I opened the closet and took my toy pussy off the shelf.

Nikko was soon naked and lying prone on my bed with his curly blond head cradled in his arms. I covered his hind end with another towel from the laundry basket and announced, "I'm going to start with your neck and shoulders."

Using the vanilla-scented lotion from my toy snatch, I could feel the tension melting from Nikko's muscles.

I moved the towel down to Nikko's thighs, exposing his hindquarters. Massaging the soothing lotion over his fundament and down into his crack caused Nikko to gripe softly and move his legs a little more apart.

I took this as a cue. Removing the lubricant from my toy twat, I put a generous amount on my right index and middle fingers. With my left hand, I separated Nikko's posterior cheeks, exposing and slightly stretching his asshole. "Painting" his anus with the lube, I told Nikko to take some deep breaths.

On his third breath, I gently but firmly slid my lubricated fingers all the way into his buns. He rewarded me with a soft gasp. Pulling the towel down to his knees, I used the fingers of my left hand to stroke the back of his scrotum.

"Are you okay, darling?" I asked.

"I'm okay," Nikko replied hoarsely.

"Good," I said as I bent down and kissed both his vanilla-scented prat cheeks.

Using the palm side of my fingers, I felt totally around the inside of Nikko's arsehole, moving my fingers slightly in and out when necessary to change position.

Nikko's breathing was becoming rather noisy and I knew that he was on his way to coming. I stopped jerking his scrotum and slowly withdrew my fingers from his rear end.

I immediately pulled out the fairly challenging, size "medium" buttocks plug from my toy slit and slathered it with lubricant.

Once again, I spread Nikko's seat open with my left hand, stretching his hole just a little more. Pressing the lubricated tip of the keister plug against his behind, I again told Nikko to breathe deeply.

After a couple of deep breaths, I pressed the tip of the derriere plug firmly into his anus and aimed it in the direction of his navel.

His orifice stretched easily over it and as I continued pressing, I watched the margins of his opening thin and flatten as he took in the flared portion of the plug.

Finally, with persistent pressure, his anus closed around the neck of the plug.

Nikko was now moaning in earnest and had started thrusting his hips against the mattress.

As he came, I used my left hand to press each side of the "T" base against his tooshie cheeks. I used my right hand to keep the center of the plug pressed firmly up his rump.

With a grunt and one last forceful thrust, Nikko ejaculated and his wholly body relaxed. I gave up my hold on the tush plug and gently kissed his ear just as his cell phone rang.

The boys!

I handed the cell phone to Nikko and he made pick up arrangements with the boys.

I put a little more lotion on my hands and rubbed it over Nikko's rear cheeks.

"It's too bad you have to go. I could probably make you powerful again from taking the tail end plug out."

Parting his backside with my left hand, I gripped the "T" base with my right.

"Just relax and push out, Nikko."

Nikko grunted as he bore down to push out the plug; I gently pulled as he pushed and all too soon, the plug was out.

I wrapped the plug in the towel I'd had over Nikko's slutty bum. I would need to clean the plug anyway, of course, but I noted that the tip was a little soiled.

Nikko's bottom was so nicely dilated that I couldn't resist lubricating my fingers again and sliding them high up his stern one last time.

When I finally let him up, Nikko had to dress very quickly. Before he could dash out of the bedroom, I put my arms around him and he kissed the top of my head.

"Nikko, next time, I'd like to give you a little enema. I think it'll make you more comfortable."

Turning to look at the pulsing wet spot where he had come on my beach towel, Nikko exclaimed, "More comfortable! Are you kidding?"

I just grinned up at Nikko and kissed the front of his shirt. I think we both knew that I wasn't kidding.

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Jennifer Stone loves anal sex

2009-01-08T02:29:00.000-12:00

Our lips meet and we kiss, softly sensuously. I can't withhold my sensation and trail my soft lips around your face, from ear to ear. Nuzzling and cooing my satisfaction to have you so close.

I slowly unbutton your shirt and draw it back from your shoulders down your arms and off your body. You stand there grinning with me as I begin to kiss the exposed ardour and explore ways to arouse my lover. Your composure is astonishing as my hands find the waistband of your pants and my lips attach to your nipple.

The belt loosens and the pants are lowered, while my sucking lips on your nipple cause my juices to flow for you, and a slight groan of your bliss escapes your lips. I slide down your front with your pants, trailing my kisses down your chest and below your stomach.

I arrive at your feet on my knees, and bowing low I unfasten your shoes and remove them and your socks, before drawing your pants down and removing them also. You are standing above me, wearing only boxers that are tented out in front with my comfort treasure. I sit back onto my haunches, before arising to meet my dong, while sliding your boxers off.

I hold the object of my anxiety in my hands and look into the vagina, as a dollop of clear pre-come appears at the naughty head. I annoint my forehead with the come and draw your beef bayonet down the bridge of my nose until the oozing zouzoune arrives at my mouth.

The clear fluids delicious essence coats my tongue and I suck gently on the head to draw more into my mouth. I kneel at your feet with my mouth wrapped tightly around your man meat making and O shape, and I look up into your appreciate face and you empathy my need to please you.

I take your hands from your sides and place them at my ears, inserting your index fingers for a better hold, then I reach and grasp your arse cheeks and fuck my face with your banger. You are allowing me to do wholly the work as I pull you deep in me and then pull you out again. I work at getting the rythmn and then start to clench my anus, as I fuck my face.

The face having sex has my snatch leaking come down my thighs and I force your one-eyed monk down my throat and hold it there swallowing, while my arsehole clenches to an fire and fury. My deep throat and swallow has made men shoot easily, but your stamina doesn't waver and I return to sucking as my come winds down. I look into your grin seeing the affection my climax brings you.

I ask you to spread your legs and I crawl under you to suck your fat ball sac into my mouth and taste your musk. Another nag escapes your lips and I am sure that you are pleased with my work. I turn and slide my face into the crevice of your orifice and seek the pucker of my lover.

I find it and bathe it in my saliva, tasting the texture and sweetness of your buns. I pierce you with my tongue and pump my tongue in and out, tasting the essence. I clench my opening, again, as I beginto come with my tongue in you. You feel me coming and speak the first time, telling me what a good fuck I am. Your words, cause another burst of come in me and I am ready to be taken.

I stand and draw you towards the bed, stopping short and turning I ask you to please, fuck your babe where she needs it the most. I turn and bend over the bed exposing my pink. I ask you to fuck me and you do. You slide him in. Out until only the outer ring holds him and then smoothly in entirely the way to the base. My moaning signals my delight and I begin to rotate my hips to seduce the man pipe into my hindquarters. I have lubed well and you see that my keister is finally ready for your delectation.

You ask me whose hind end this is, and I hiss back that it is your nates to fuck.

What should I do? He should take his prat and fuck it.

Why? Because I am your hottie, and I need your nutty buddy deep inside my posterior.

Why? To complete me and give me purpose in pleasing you. To feel my derriere filled by your obelisk and filled more by the hot come you will deposit deep inside me.

My answers pour out as you ask me the questions and I feel another come building as I come at your poignancy. My rear end is open, you line your battering piece head up and slide it gently in, until the ridge at the helmet head disappears. You presentiment my total fullness and pause to allow my tush to open. My head is resting on the bed my legs spread and my tooshie high in the air for your glee, I concentrate on relaxing my doors for your entry.

Your hands steady my hips and you push deeper to fill my insides with old faithless. As I feel able, I begin to push back onto the shaft pushing the head far past my widening ring, until you have begun to bump my buttocks with your pubis. A moan of all filled premonition escapes. I ask you to have your way with your nymph.

You do! Long slow deliberate strokes going completely the way to my depths and then totally the way back out until I feel the ridge with my inner door. I am in ecstacy on your shaft. I am being ridden softly toward another come, this time around your omar the tentmaker in my seat and the clenching of my ring around your bazooka signals that you have pleased yourself to make me come, again. No man has ever made me come this mighty, this often and from only an anal.

I am given over to the satisfaction and ripple my come around the shaft and head of the one-eyed wonder worm. I feel your pressure begin to build and that sends me into another fornication anticipating the first deposit of your seed into your girl's round behind. I start to push back when you push in and the growing one-eyed demon pushes deeper, stretching me to accept the seed.

Your pace quickens gradually until you are stuffing my backside into willing submission and I come. You are ready to shoot now and you grab my hips and pull me onto your one-eyed pants mouse as I push you deeper still and you burst forth your furor.

I feel the hot jets painting my insides and push the battlefat deeper still as spurt after spurt fill me throughout your drilling. You Harper't keep in check when the expelling does, though. You continue to pump the juice in and through my fundament, spreading the come to Patrick your private place inside me.

Supporting me with your hands you slowly lower my rag doll body to the bed and continue to pump my open bottom. Your one-eyed wonder eventually softens and slips out of your new hole, and you roll me over to hold back the come from seeping into my slit.

I take the warm washcloth from the bed table and clean altogether the residue from your one-eyed brother. I rinse it in the basin and continue until your bazooka shooter is suckably clean. Then I suck it. I load the softened member in my mouth and work my lips and tongue to revive the salaciousness for my joy. My diligence is rewarded and soon my lover's one-eyed zipper snake is ready to take what is his.

I ask you to take my plug, cleaned and ready, and plug my come-filled rump. It slips in and I clench my shrinking tail end around the base and ask you to fuck your cutie's nooker. You comply and I am treated to my first DP. My twat comes as you enter and continues for as long as you are able to plunge my box. The body is given over to gratification and I am a quivering mass of come as you find your second release of the night deep in my nursery.

Now I am fulfilled by you, lover. whole my holes well-used by your one-eyed monster, and my two holes filled with your creamy seed. I lay here in your arms, warm come leaking out of my pussy onto my thighs and stern. My butt fillled with your come and my buddy holding your wonderful juice in me until I awaken.

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Sexy mature housewife pulling off her stockings

2009-01-07T06:06:00.000-12:00

Allicin sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out her left leg. Tonight, she was going to take her time.

As soon as she had got home from work she had dashed upstairs and run a hot bath, adding her favourite bath oils. After relaxing in the scented water, Allicin had emerged glistening from the water to moisturise her toned body.

And now, here she was, sat on the edge of the bed with a glass of chilled white wine on the bedside table, ready to get dressed for the night.

First, she pulled on her suspender belt. She liked the look it gave her: curvy and glamorous. It was a 1950s-fashion black satin belt which nipped in her waist and grazed the top of her thighs. Then, she removed her new stockings from their packaging. These, she was particularly excited about as they were fine and expensive, with delicate diamantes running up the back to give the effect of a seam. Allicin wanted to make sure the stockings did not snag, so she rolled them carefully between her fingers before easing them slowly over the tip of her toes and gently up her leg until they reached their destination and she fastened them in place. She repeated the action for her right leg and, as she was smooth out the fine stockings she caught sight of herself in the mirror. My, already she was looking fine and she admired her pubic hair, which your could just see at the buns of the belt. She could not wait to see her hubby's reaction on his arrival home.

Next, Allicin stood and walked over to her drawers to search for the bra she had in mind.

Going through her packed drawers, she marvelled at quite how much sweet underwear she possessed. There were not enough days in the month to wear each set. Allicin always liked to wear matching undies as, if she was naughty and groomed from the opening to the top, she felt better about herself. Often she went to work and relished the thought that she might be wearing delicate grey silk nightrobe, or even a satin basque, under her suit, but her middle-aged bosses could have no poignancy.

But tonight was special, this was not a night for delicate silk or a satin basque, it was a night for the black satin and mesh underwired bra: An underwired bra which covered the breasts but cleverly unclipped to expose her glorious pink nipples.

Aha - there it was! Hiding buttocks her pink half-cup bra.

Allicin straightened, fed her arms through the straps and fastened the bra. There, almost ready, but not quite...not quite.

When Harper opened the front door an hour later, the lights in the home were dimmed. This was Allicin's signal to him and she knew he would soon bound upstairs. She could hear him taking off his coat and shoes, then, finally, his steps on the stairs.

He opened the bedroom door, eager, expectant, and Allicin knew that, tonight, she would not disappoint him.

Harper paused to take in the picture before him. Allicin stood dressed in an elegant black shift dress and stiletto shoes, holding another glass of wine in one hand and a cigarette in the other.

"Good evening, darling," she purred as she walked towards him, gave him the wine, popped the cigarette in his mouth and reached for the lighter.

She stood back as he took his first drag, evidently relishing the nicotine after a long day at work, and looked at him with tenderness. This was the man she loved.

Allicin dropped to her knees - now it was time for the real fun to start. As Harper sipped his wine and smoked his cigarette, she slowly pulled his shirt out of the trouser waistband and unbuckled his belt. Then she opened his trousers, unzipped them, and pulled them to the floor. Then she lifted each foot, one at a time, and fully removed the trousers and his socks.

Looking up, Allicin could see the tell-tale bulge in Harper's trunks. She could hardly wait to ease off his pants! She pulled the waistband away from his body and pulled the trunks down and off. Now, it was time to give him some oral contentment. Anticipating her next move, Harper stubbed out the cigarette and put his wine glass down on the side at the same time she opened her mouth, licked her lips, and took his mighty dong in her mouth.

Harper breathed in sharply and she moved her mouth further and further down the shaft until she reached its base. On the way up, she gave the underside of his obelisk light flicks with the point of her tongue, the way she knew he loved.

Harper breathed out and groaned, so Allicin continued sucking him, working on his member while gripping one arsehole cheek and gently fondling his nuts.

She could feel his excitement growing, so she decided it was time for a change of tack - after all, she wanted her bliss tonight too!

Standing up, she started to unbutton his shirt while he ran his hands up and down her body.

When he felt her suspenders through the dress, he grinned to himself and Allicin was gratified that the effort had been worth it.

Once his shirt was removed, Allicin turned around so he could unzip her dress. Then she turned back to face her husband and let the dress fall to the floor. Immediately he came towards her, clearly loving the sight before him.

"Back," said Allicin. "You wait for my instructions."

Then, she turned away again and, still wearing her heels, opened her legs, bent over and rested her hands on the bed.

"Now, kneel on the floor and lick my slit," she said.

Harper immediately leapt on the floor and sat between her legs. It was his turn to give her oral comfort and Allicin gasped as he licked his way around her. impressibility her own excitement growing, she told him to fuck her standing up.

He stood up, put a hand on her hips as she leant on the bed and guided his man meat inside her.

They both loved this position as it meant they could turn their heads and watch themselves in the mirror, watch his man pipe as it slid in and out, in and out.

Just the sight of them turned Allicin on even more.

"Get on your back," she said. "I want to ride you," and she climbed on his nutty buddy.

Aware that her slutty, and slightly kinky, bra was going to waste, Allicin unclipped each side so Harper could fully see her erect nipples as they bounced in time to her riding him.

Harper reached up and pinched her right nipple.

"Harder, harder, twist them, harder," gasped Allicin as the pain, and delectation, surged through her.

Harper then started to play with her clit with one hand and tweaked her nipples with the other. Allicin could feel her excitement increasing until she quickly reached epitasis.

But Harper had still not come and Allicin was not a selfish lover. She knew precisely what would finish him off.

"Fuck my anus," she said while still recovering from the spasms of her own climax.

He immediately obliged, moving from underneath her to behind her and forced his old faithless into her tight asshole.

Allicin enjoyed the pain which came with ass pounding and she knew Harper enjoyed the tightness, and the naughtiness. Suddenly he started to spank her hind end and she knew he was about to come. And this was the best bit, he pulled out at the last minute and came all over her orifice, smearing it with the palm of his hand up her back, over her arse cheeks and between her legs.

Sated, they paused and then embraced. Funny, how sex with the same person is always different but always fantastic, even after seven years, and she still loved to surprise him on his return home from work, when each time they made subtle changes to their bedroom games.

After a minute Allicin turned her head and kissed Harper, loving their continued closeness, but knowing real life would soon kick in.

"Let's take a shower together," she said. "And then I'll cook you some dinner."

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Sexy amateur brunette with big arse

2009-01-07T01:37:00.000-12:00

Soon I feel moisture seeping from your aroused box dampening the head of my dong. Your fingers are now jerking your wet oven, teasingly probing between your flaring lips, spreading your dampness from your clitoris down to your arse. Your movements have become more animated, driven partly by the huge music and partially by the need for sexual relief that is building within you.

I feel your fingers pressing upward on my man pipe head as you reposition your arsehole. As I stroke slowly back and forth, you push my member upward so it glides between your large labia, forcing them apart and exposing the moist nursery concealed prat them. You wiggle again and press your opening against me, and my man meat slides slowly up into your waiting vagina. I push forward, burying my nutty buddy fully within you, overwhelmed by the warmth, the tightness, the pulsations of your skilled slit.

Before I proceed, I glance at Caleb, but he is oblivious to what is taking place at his side. His movements indicate that his attention is riveted on the band and the music that fills the coliseum. I know we are safe for the moment, so I begin a slow plowing motion as your body gyrates in time with the music. Your movements cause your snatch to slide back and forth along my one-eyed worm, coating it with your appreciate nectar and caressing it with your warm, delicate nook-appetite. We are of equal height so our bodies fit well together, but the situation makes drilling difficult. You have to crouch slightly to allow my one-eyed monster full access to your oozing parlor room, and as you become more aroused, your actions become more animated and my onion skin falls out of your twat with increasing regularity. Frustrated, we try to adjust our position to increase penetration, but given the circumstances, there is little that we can do.

As my one-eyed whale slips out of your zouzoune for the umpteenth time, I wait for you to reposition it so we can continue our surreptitious fuck, but I am surprised by what comes next. I feel you stand up a bit straighter as you slip my obelisk back so that its tip is wedged against the tight pucker of your orifice. I know that your perineal genital mouth has provided sufficient lubrication for what is to come, so I press gently forward.

Your dancing becomes more animated as my honker presses against your hindquarters and then slowly begins to slide inside. Caleb glances over and flashes you a broad grin fostered by the mistaken consciousness that the rousing music is the cause of your frenzied movements. You smile back at him at the same time you push back against me, causing my old faithless to glide up inside your nether passage. Damn, you are so tight and so hot inside.

Your dancing causes my one-eyed brother to rock and swivel inside of your buns. Your sphincter grasps it tightly, keeping it from falling out of you as your actions become ever more animated. I know that your fingers are probing your anxiety hole as my one-eyed wonder pistons into your behind. The thought that your hubby is standing right beside us and could discover our blatant indiscretion at any moment terrifies us but enhances the enjoyment of our coupling. Within the limits allowed by our peculiar situation, we become consumed by the awesome sensations created by this slutty hind end fuck here on the concert floor surrounded by thousands of enthralled music fans.

Oblivious to the added risk, I move my other hand up under your shirt so I can hold your breast and use my grasp to help pull you back against me so I can more forcefully piston my thumb into your hot buttocks. The tempo of the music builds toward a rousing fire and fury as the band nears the end of its performance. Our stuffing becomes more animated as we mount toward our own frenzy, our bodies pounding together in a frenzied drive toward fulfillment. Our frenzied actions blend in with those of our neighbors who little suspect that I have my hard head buried deep in your horny nates.

I feel your keister relax, and I know that the first tremors of furor are beginning to sweep through your body. You push back mighty against me, impaling your body on my one-eyed demon, sucking out my cum with your animated posterior. I fuck forcefully into you as I fill you with my hot cum. I feel your derriere convulsing around my one-eyed zipper snake as wave after wave of sexual climax sweeps through your body. I feel you slumping toward the floor as your body is overwhelmed by the intensity of your fornication, and I wrap my arms around your waist to hold you up. You momentarily lean back against me and at the same time you move your mouth close to my ear. You whisper something that I can not quite hear because of the aloud music. You separate your body from mine, and stand erect as you attempt to straighten your clothing. I quickly tuck my weinie into my jeans just as the band plays the last note of their final tune. I squeeze one of your ass cheeks as I move away through the crowd.

As I drive home I replay the evening in my mind. Once again I marvel at your boldness. It seems now that you trust me wholly you are willing to try anything. I wonder how you will explain your absence of panties to Caleb as he strokes your nooker on the way home. Or how you will explain the rivulets of my cum that have seeped from your anus and formed mini-rivulets down your legs. I know that you will tell me when we are together again, and that thought causes me to smile a broad, beaming smile of anticipation.

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Sexy blonde with big round ass in need of a good ass fucking

2009-01-06T17:42:00.000-12:00

My name is Harper Doe and I am a Crack Addict. What do I mean by Crack Addict? I like hind end cracks and I cannot lie! I especially like big-booty ghetto bitches. Big and plump chicks from the ghetto who are into wholly kinds of raunchy sex. I Caleb't know why. Must be something in my brain, I guess. Whatever the case, they're the only bitches who can satisfy my eternal craving for raunchy tooshie penetration. I like the bum and nothing but. Nothing else has the power to satisfy me. Why do I appetite assfucking penetration? It's an irresistible urge that I have and it simply cannot be denied. I have to satisfy these cravings of mine and if that means prowling the hood for booty, then so be it. I'm afraid it's an addiction which cannot be cured.

That explains what I'm doing with Becky right now. She's on entirely fours, her plump, glistening black rear cheeks are spread wide open. My ten-inch black beef bayonet is buried deep in her buttocks. I take a deep breath and try to remember how incisively I got here. Becky is not my type. She's not a pleasant person either. She's a no-good hottie from the hood. completely arrogant, bitter and aloud. Crude and mean-spirited like any commonplace slut from the hood. End of story. She's usually the kind of female that I like to avoid. But something happened that day. I guess I must have been really voluptuous or something because ugly-faced yet plump-assed, jet-black hood witch Becky actually looked good to me. Go figure!

Becky is a five-foot-eight, huge-breasted, large-bodied, wide-hipped and big-bottomed black chick I met on the Randolph Community College campus. When we met, I was a tall, good-looking young black man exploring college life as well as himself on a new campus. She was the sex-sweet girl who saw me as new prey and zeroed in on me. I was on campus for roughly two years. Studying criminal justice. Preparing myself for a career in law enforcement. I attended one of Massachusetts nicest community colleges. One with an even number of men and women among the student body. Hell, I even played a sport. I was on the Men's Basketball team. Randolph Community College offered Men's Basketball, Baseball, Cross Country, Soccer, Swimming, Lacrosse, Football, Ice Hockey and Wrestling. They also offered women's Softball, Basketball, Cross Country, Soccer, Ice Hockey, swimming, Lacrosse, Rugby, Volleyball and Field Hockey. Yeah, they had a pretty good sports program. Sports are very important to me. I've been an athlete ever since I could remember. Gramercy for sports.

Anyhow, I was sitting at the campus library when I saw Becky walk by. As usual, she was looking at me. Usually, I simply grinned and remained focused on what I was doing. However, today was dissimilar. Alright, I'm not going to make any excuses, folks. I was a jawdropping dude. I hadn't pounded anyone in ages. My dick was straining in my pants and I was growing calluses in my hands from excessive masturbation.

Damn it, I needed to get some and quite badly too. I had to do something otherwise I'd be found humping my mattress to death or something. I had spent nearly three hundred dollars on various porn movie and DVDs. I had totally kinds of porn in my apartment. mpegs featuring black men stuffing blonde women in the rear end. clips featuring black men pounding slutty shemales. DVDs featuring bisexual black men plowing other black men and even black women at the same time. Hell, even videos featuring women drilling men with strap on dildos. At this point, I was desperate to try anything to alleviate sexual tension. I was extremely skilled and I needed to get some badly. So, I found myself walking up to Becky. She was surprised that today of altogether days I actually paid attention to her. When I asked her to follow me into the men's bathroom for some good old fashioned sexual fun, she was surprised but kind of down with it.

We went into the men's bathroom and did our thing. Why the men's bathroom? Purely because it was available. whole I had to do was put the closed sign on the door and lock it from the inside. Becky went into the bathroom with me, an idiot papaya on her not so pretty face. I smiled. We kissed, and I began affection her up. I liked the feel of her big and plump body against mine. I like big women. No lie. Especially the big black women I see in the hood. When I see a big black woman cussing and shrieking, I get turned on. I want to go over there and put her on her knees. Then, I want to stick my member in her mouth, snatch and tush.

Especially her arse. Big women have the tightest assholes in the universe. Word up. Big black women take the cake in the tight arsehole department. I've stuffed many a big black woman in the seat and let me tell you, they have the sweetest, tightest assholes on the planet. That's why I keep going after them. I'm a veritable crack addict!

Anyhow, Becky and I were doing our thing in the men's bathroom. I was standing there, leaning against a wall. She knelt before me and sucked on my long and monster sized, uncut black dong while fingering her slit. I thrust my man meat into her mouth. Becky was a damn good banger sucker. I mean, her mouth felt like a bottomless pit. There was no limit to the amount of battering piece it could take. When I came, she guzzled All of the cum right out of my battlefat and wolfed it down. Man, she frigging drained me. Sucked me dry. Word.

I Caleb't know where this hood chick picked up her oral sex skills but her technique is to be commended. I mean, she could put an experienced pornstar to shame. Becky sucks a mean dick!

When she was done, she looked at me. I told her that I wanted to fuck her in her fat fundament. She smirked, and told me that if I wanted to stick my black dick up her orifice, I had to ask nicely. I smiled, and asked nicely. smiling, Becky got on her hands and knees and spread her plump black ass cheeks wide open. I rubbed my man pipe in my hand and placed it against her tight opening. With a swift thrust, I boldly went where countless men had gone before. Into the tight backside of a big-booty cutie from the hood. With that, I placed my hands on Becky's wide hips and thrust deeper into her buns. Deep down where the sun doesn't shine.

I began pistoning Becky's tight hindquarters like my life depended on it. Oh, yeah. This was the behind fucking Olympics and I was aiming for the spot of World Champion. I slammed her mighty and quick, plunging my bazooka into the darkest recesses of her keister. She screamed loud enough to wake the dead as I rammed my bazooka shooter into her rump. Yes, vixen. You're getting drilled in your fat nates. Do you like it? Wait a minute.

You're a big-booty ghetto nymph from the hood, aren't you? Why aren't you talking trash now? Could it be that my ten inches of powerful dick up your bottom is making you squeal? Hell yeah! I'm going to fuck the arrogance out of your fat derriere. I'm gonna fuck you up the tail end until you learn to love it. Then, I'm gonna cum in your stern. Does that make you happy, slut? keep in check squealing like a banging pig and answer me! I smacked her butt while having sex her. She squealed some more and it was music to my ears. I continued ramming my nutty buddy into her posterior until I couldn't take it anymore and came, sending my hot manly seed deep inside her prat. Becky screamed. I bellowed, a sound of raw, masculine power. This was the shit!

Afterwards, Becky and I readjusted our clothes and left the men's room. There were these other guys walking by and they pretty much guessed what happened in the bathroom. Some of them looked surprised, others were smirking. More than a few of them high-fived me. I smiled, and went back to the campus library. I had gotten the urge out of my system. Now, I could return to my work. I'd be a lot more focused and thorough about it, too. Who says sex isn't good for clearing your brain?

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Hot wife in sheer panties spreading legs

2009-01-06T04:45:00.000-12:00

My first lady and I have had seat penetration a few times. Sometimes enjoyable, other times not so enjoyable

Our first time was before we were married. I was trying to get her to give me a blowjob, or at least lick my man pipe. Do to her strong catholic background she could not bring herself to affection my dong with her mouth or tongue. Since we had decided we were going to try to stay away from intercourse until our wedding I tapped her tooshie and said how about I put it in here. She hesitated and then said we can try.

Both of us being a bit naïve about this did not realize you not only need lots of lube but also a lot of foreplay to stretch the behind before putting the man meat in the hind end. Sara got on all fours at the edge of the bed. I stood on the floor next to the bed. I told her to reach back and pull her arse cheeks apart. I put some saliva on the head of my beef bayonet placed it at her little puckered hole and pushed. She was tight and I had a powerful time. I tried again and pushed as mighty as I could I rammed through her tiny hole and she let out with a screech, "OH hold back, keep in check, it hurts." My member was large and I knew I wouldn't last long. I gave a few powerful thrust and spurted my cum deep in her bowels. As soon as I felt the last spurt come out of my nutty buddy I pulled out or her. She fell on the bed crying. I lay next to her and told her I was sorry and tried to console her telling her I didn't mean to hurt her.

Sometime months later after we were married we decided to try assfucking again after reading some information. We bought a tube of KY jelly. When the time came we lay in bed naked kissing. I moved my head between her legs and licked her clitoris and snatch until she had a good climax. She then rolled over on her tummy, pulled her legs up under her and spread them a bit. I put some KY on one finger and pushed it in her tail end. I slowly moved it in and out and then made circular motions with my finger. After several minutes of this I removed my finger, put KY one two fingers and pushed them in. She said, "That hurts a little." I didn't move my fingers until she said it was OK. I slowly moved my fingers in and out and then in a circular motion stretching her out. I finally added a third finger and went through the same routine. With three fingers up to the second knuckle I felt she was open enough to accept my obelisk. Leaving the fingers inside her using one hand I smeared KY all over the head of my battering piece and part of the shaft. When I was ready to enter her I pulled my fingers out as I squeezed some KY onto her arsehole and quickly entered her before she could tighten up again. I waited until she said she was all right.

She said, "This is better than the first time." I slowly started moving in and out of her buttocks. It was much tighter than her slit. She put one hand between her legs and started rubbing her clit as I slapped her anus. I tried to wait for her but could not and started shooting my cum deep inside her. She came moments later. She said it was the most intense fire and fury she had over had. Better than any with vaginal intercourse.

We still did not have buttfucking penetration a lot. Just once every few months for a little change. One time when we were going at it doggie manner I was looking down at her bum. Without warning I pulled from her twat and rammed my old faithless in her keister. Evidently my omar the tentmaker had enough lube on it and she was loose enough I slid in easily. She let out a low groan from the surprise but told me to keep going. Again I came first but she came right tush me with a very hard fornication.

After our children were born orifice fucking was almost non-existent. Our sons were huge, 9lb 5 oz and 8 lb 8 oz. My missis tore both times. The first one because of his size the second one because he came so speedy the Dr. did not have time to make the episiotomy. Our son did it himself. Since scar tissue does not stretch she would bleed any time we tried buns fucking.

Years later, I was scheduled to have a vasectomy. We decided we were finished and did not want any more children. I guess it may have been psychological but I couldn't cum during intercourse. My signora tried all sorts of things and nothing worked. One day when we knew we wouldn't be interrupted. We put on porn flick in the VCR. My matron leaned forward across a TV table. After applying KY to her hindquarters and my one-eyed demon I entered her. I don't remember what was going on on the TV screen but it was enough to get us both excited. I took hold of her hips and I thrust into her. Later I reached forward and fondled her tits. I lasted a long time inside her fundament giving her time to frenzy. Finally the tightness of her prat provided the last little bit I needed before I came inside her.

This is the last time we had derriere pounding. She did not bleed but now she rebuffs my anal advances. Fortunately she still satisfies me with her box.

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Sexy smiling MILF spreading legs showing panties peek

2009-01-05T17:34:00.000-12:00

"Oh my my, oh hell yes, honey put on that party dress," my best friend Carrie said. She'd been quoting Rick Petty entirely day, and it was starting to get just the teensiest bit irritating.

We were getting ready for the concert, and she was determined to dress me "naughty" from her own personal wardrobe. Because Carrie was about two sizes smaller than me, altogether her stuff looked even sluttier on me than it did on her. I stepped into a little black party dress with thin spaghetti straps, lots of fringe, and a total of about two square feet of very thin material. It fit me snugly, to say the least, and the skirt rode about a mile above my knees.

"Yes!" Carrie squealed when she saw me in it. "We have a winner. But lose the bra."

The white bra did kind of look ridiculous beneath the black dress, but without it I would be almost whole exposed.

"Everybody will be looking at my chest," I said.

"Duh," Carrie replied.

So I hesitantly removed the bra. I pulled the dress straps back on and eyed myself in the mirror.

"Lord, I wish I had your tits," Carrie said, eyeing mine and impressibility up her own. "They're horny."

"You can totally see my nipples," I said. They were poking through the material of the dress like I had plowed tic-tacs down there.

"That's kind of the point," Carrie said. "Trust me on this. Erect nipples make men your slaves. Now drop your panties."

"What?"

"I never wear undies with that dress. It gets me so jacked up and jawdropping that I'd fuck anything that moves. That's all the mood we're going for," Carrie said. "Besides, men are psychic about that sort of thing. They can tell how naked you are without even looking."

So I let my panties slide down to my ankles and kicked them away. I have to admit that there was a certain thrill in knowing that if I were to sit down just the wrong way, my nook would be on display for the world to see.

"Too bad there's no time to shave you," Carrie said. "Some guys like a little hair, though."

She turned me around so she could get a good look, eyeing me from head to toe with a critic's eye.

"What do you think?" I said.

"I'd fuck you," she answered. I'm not sure if she was being serious or not.

We were on our way to a Rick Petty concert. Carrie had won tickets by being the fifth caller to the radio station. "Front row, baby," as she said. She had invited me along for the express purpose of meeting a stud at the concert so I could get laid. I'd just broken up with my dickhead boyfriend Dillon and, though we'd had assfucking penetration many times, my zouzoune was practically untouched. (Long story.) I was, technically anyway, a virgin. This was a situation which I intended to remedy. Tonight. Carrie was enthusiastic about the plan. She had never liked Dillon.

"I am so glad we're doing this," she said. "This is such the right thing to do. You won't even remember that jerk's name after tonight."

I have to say, I was getting excited. In addition to me being dressed like a high-class whore, there was the fact that Rick Petty had always turned me on. Ever since that video with completely the "Alice in Wonderland" stuff. At the end of the video, when Alice's body mysteriously turns to cake and the wholly band starts cutting off slices . . . ooh, that was hot. In fact, the first time I ever masturbated, I fantasized that my snatch was cake and that Rick Petty was eating it. With icing.

As if that wasn't enough, Carrie had provided what she called "additional lubrication." She had a flask full of it. I'm not sure what it was, I'm not much of a drinker, but it burned going down and seemed to stoke the fires in my nether regions. Then she pulled out a baggy of green stuff and some rolling papers.

"Let's get to the point," she said, lighting up the big spliff. "Let's roll another joint."

I'd never smoked pot before, but tonight was a night for new experiences, wasn't it? When she offered it to me, I surprised both of us by taking a hit.

So, lit up like Christmas trees, Carrie and I made our way to the concert hall. Guys were checking us out from the second we walked through the door. Carrie was dressed in a comparatively modest halter top and tight jeans. ("Tonight's your night," she'd said. "I Patrick't want to steal your thunder.") She was even wearing lingerie. Still, she got her fair share of eyeball attention.

She pointed out guys here and there, who she saw as "prospects," but I didn't see anybody who did much for me. Either they reminded me of dorks I had gone to high school with or, this being a "classic rock" concert, were old enough to be my Dad. Despite my vows to give it up for the first halfway attractive rear end fucker, I suddenly found myself having standards. This was, after totally, my virginity we were talking about. So we just took our seats in the front row.

"You mean to tell me you didn't see anybody you liked?" Carrie said.

"We'll hook up with somebody after the show," I said, though I was having doubts. This suddenly didn't seem like such a hot hunch after whole.

Then the lights went down and everybody around us started to get excited. The Heartbreakers ripped into "American bitch," the spotlight came up, and there, not four feet away from me, was Rick stuffing Petty.

Christ, I thought. He looked good. The same age as my Dad, true, but still hot and freaky. He was wearing tight jeans and my mouth watered when I looked at his bulging crotch. That wasn't whole that was watering, either. I felt moisture drip down the inside of my leg and remembered what I wasn't wearing. My oven was sopping wet, and he'd only been on stage for a few seconds.

Then he started to sing. That voice, so sinuous and reedy. I shivered. And those lips. I remembered my cake fantasy and, despite being in the presence of literally thousands of people, I found myself wanting to slide my fingers down between my legs and give my clit a few healthy strokes which, at that point, would have been more than enough to get me off. It was driving me crazy that I couldn't. I knew then that I would either get with Rick Petty or no one.

It was a few songs into the show, "I Won't Back Down," I think, when I started to imagine that Rick Petty was checking me out. Or maybe I wasn't imagining it. Carrie, dancing beside me, screamed in my ear: "He's STARING at you!"

I looked up on stage and, swear to Jesus, Rick Petty and I made eye contact. He actually grinned at me.

A few songs later, Carrie threw her arms around my neck. "Kiss me," she yelled over the music.

"What?"

"You really want to get his attention, make out with me for a minute," she said. "He'll flip out."

Before I could think of how to respond, Carrie kissed me full on the mouth. I'd never kissed a hottie like that before, I had no affection how cool it was. She was a way better kisser than . . . shit. Carrie had been right. At that moment, I couldn't even remember my stupid ex's name. We started going at it really hot and heavy. If things Patrick't work out with me and Rick Petty, I thought, I just might settle for Carrie. Weird.

I had this crazy carnality to tone Carrie's breast, which I resisted until Carrie herself grabbed my hand and put it on her tit. Needless to say, I had never felt a hoe up before, but I understood right away why guys were so crazy for breasts. It felt so soft and warm in my hand, but with this powerful little nub at the center. I started playing with her breast, and Carrie leaned into me and kissed me even deeper. We must have put on a pretty good show. Rick Petty stumbled on the lyrics for "Learning to Fly."

Carrie released me and we exchanged a grin containing God knew what kind of promises.

"Maybe some other time," she screamed into my ear. "Tonight, you belong to Rick Petty."

The band finished with the song and then started in on "Last Dance With Mia Tina." My absolute, hands down, no doubt about it, favorite song of whole time. And Rick Petty wouldn't take his eyes off me. I couldn't hold his gaze for very long. It was too much. I wanted him so badly. I didn't even think about the next thing I did. It just came naturally. I pulled the strap down on my dress and flashed him my right breast.

"Yours," I mouthed to Rick Petty.

"Buy me a drink, sing me a song, take me as I come because . . . uh," Rick Petty froze. He just stopped singing. I couldn't believe it. The sight of my naked breast had caused him to fuck up in front of thousands of people. It took him several beats to recover.

After the song, he went to the back of the stage and wrote something on a scrap of paper. He tossed it to me, then started blowing his harmonica for the tush lines of "You Patrick't Know How It Feels."

"Let me run with you tonight, I'll take you on a moonlight ride," he sang.

"Bellmore Hotel, Room 222," the note said.

"Yes," I said, nodding up at the stage.

Carrie squealed when she saw the note. "Oh fuck," she said. "You're going to fuck Rick Petty."

They finished that song, then went off-stage to thunderous applause. They came back on to do "Free Fallin'" as the encore. It might have been my imagination, but I swear they rushed through it.

After the concert, we walked over to the hotel, which was only a few blocks away. I almost chickened out on the way, but Carrie provided me with verbal encouragement and a few shots of liquid courage from her flask. She walked me to the elevator, where she handed me a few condoms and gave me a kiss for good luck.

"Come with me," I begged.

"No," Carrie said. "Some things you must do on your own."

"Please."

"Rick Petty wants you," she said.

I flashed her a smile. "I'm willing to share."

Carrie shook her head in disbelief. "You want your first time to be a three-way with a rock star. I guess if you're going to lose your virginity, you might as well do it in a big way."

"So you'll come with me?"

She shrugged. "Maybe I can hook up with one of the guys in the band."

"Gramercy."

We got in the elevator and rode up one floor to my destiny.

Rick Petty himself answered the door. "Hi," he grinned.

We were both two star-struck to do anything but nod and blush.

"So," he said, letting us in and shutting the door. "How old are you sluts?"

"N-nineteen," Carrie stuttered.

"No shit?" Rick Petty said. "Really?"

"Yeah," I managed to say. "That's right. Nineteen."

"Honestly? Nineteen? Because we Patrick't want no trouble with local jailbait."

So we pulled out our ID's to show Rick Petty how old we were. I wondered if many people were carded before they could have sex.

After that, it was better. Rick Petty was in the room with a few guys from his band. Everybody had acoustic guitars and was passing around joints. I snuggled up close to Petty, and Carrie wedged herself comfortably between two of the guys in the band. It was very relaxed, very casual. And, needless to say, it was incredibly cool to just sit and listen to Rick Petty jam on old Mark Al songs.

The weed gave everything a lazy, dreamy tinge and after a while the guitars were laid aside. That's when Rick Petty leaned over and kissed me. He was a great kisser. I climbed up on his lap and he put his arms around me, and we proceeded to get as close as we could. His hands were totally over me, expertly. A musician's ambience, playing me like an instrument. And his lips, kissing totally over my face and neck, moving down to my breasts so slowly that I was practically begging for it by the time he finally pulled down my straps. He kissed my nipples into bristly nubs.

We made out like that for what felt like hours. Rick Petty wasn't hurrying me, he was letting me set the pace. Which was so cool. Finally, I pulled away from him. It was only then that I realized that Carrie wasn't there anymore.

"Where's my friend?" I said.

"She went off in another room with a couple of the guys," Rick Petty said. "It's cool. She's completely right."

I smiled up at him and then leaned over to unzip his jeans. Rick Petty laid back on the bed while I freed him from his pants.

I know everyone's probably interested in Petty's man meat. Well, let me tell you. It was of prominent proportions. A real monster. I couldn't tell you how long in inches, just that he was way bigger than Dillon, who was the only other pussy fucker who's member I've seen. Rick Petty wasn't even all the way mighty, and he put Dillon to shame. But that was a situation I intended to remedy.

I took the big slutty rock star nutty buddy in my hand and rolled the skin slowly up and down. Then I took the head in my mouth and licked him like an ice cream cone. Rick Petty moaned a little and began to inflate in my mouth.

I wasn't trying to suck him off. It was more of an "American cutie" cock-blowing. You know, "Ooh, yeah. All right. Take it easy, baby. Make it last all night." I explored every centimeter of his cock with my lips and tongue and fingertips. Down the shaft to his scrotum, licking and kissing all down the seam to that little part at the seat which led to his tooshie, getting the whole thing slicked up with saliva before moving back up to focus on the bulbous head again. He tasted manly and musky, like some kind of exotic meat. So much more tantalizing than Dillon, who had taken four showers a day and had always tasted like soap.

There was a bead of white cream dripping from the eye of Petty's dong. I kissed it away, surprised at its sweetness. Dillon's come had been bitter. With that thought, I forced myself to keep in check comparing Rick Petty to my ex-boyfriend.

Rick Petty let me work on him for as long as I wanted to. Somehow, I knew he wasn't going to come until I was ready for him. One of the benefits of an older man, I guess, better self-control. He just kept getting harder and harder until I couldn't stand it anymore. Finally, I released him and lay back on the bed. I spread my legs wide, offering my twat to him.

Rick Petty's expert hand worked me. jerking gently, the man pipe applying just the right degree of pressure to my clitoris, two or three fingers sliding into my slit. I gasped.

"So," Rick Petty said. "Tell me what you like and what you Patrick't like."

How tasty, I thought. "I Patrick't want arsehole fucking," I told him. "Other than that, Rick Petty, I'm yours."

He laughed. "OK, but why Patrick't you tell me what you do want?"

"Eat my vagina," I said. "Pretend like it's cake."

"Cake," he smiled, but he was already going down.

Rick Petty must have eaten hundreds of pussies in his life time. He was like some kind of papaya-eating genius. I mean it. Maybe it came from playing the harmonica, I Patrick't know, but Jesus that guy knew what he was doing down there.

It wasn't like the orgasms I had while masturbating, which were simple patterns of build-up and release. The orgasms I had under Rick Petty's incredible lips were like ocean waves, one on top of another, each one crashing harder than the last. The tide was coming in.

Finally, he lifted his head, his face dripping with my juices.

"Con . . ." I tried to say, but I was too breathless to speak.

"I got it, slut," Rick Petty said. From a drawer on the bedside, he pulled out a condom and rolled it on.

Then he laid on top and slid inside. Petty pierced me. I was filled up for the first time. There was an instant of pain, but it was over in a second and wasn't precisely like pain anyway, more like a release. I was so primed and ready by two hours of foreplay that my box, virginal though it was, was positively crying out to be filled.

I spread my legs as far as they would go, then wrapped them around his waist. I tried to pull him in farther, tried to pull him right through me. Rick Petty moved slow at first, until I was begging him to go faster, to fuck me harder. He obliged, harder and faster until I was screeching.

Did I say I had orgasms when he was going down on me? Turns out I didn't even know what an climax was until Rick Petty balled my brains out. I screamed so loudly that I thought someone would surely call the police on us. Rick Petty cried out, in answer to my shriek, and deep inside I felt the condom bulge as it was filled with a large load. In the moment, I wished senselessly that he wasn't wearing it. I wanted to be filled the overflowing with a appetising load of Petty cream, consequences be damned.

With that wish in my head, I blacked out into blissful, drilled-out unconsciousness.

The next morning, I made my way downstairs, impression very naked in Carrie's tight black dress. At least Rick Petty had given me a pair of his very own boxer shorts to wear under the dress. Such a sweetheart.

We'd made love a few more times the night before, although it's hard to say how many. At least a few of them had been dreams. For breakfast, Rick Petty had ordered me an incredible room service spread. For desert, I'd had a mouthful of his appetizing milky come.

I found Carrie waiting for me in the lobby, dozing off on the couch. I woke her up and we walked out to the car together. I was walking a little funny, I think, the result of pounding a rock star all night long.

We exchanged stories of the night before. Carrie had made it with not one, but two Heartbreakers. "I blew Benmont Tench while Chad Campbell pistoned me from orifice. Halfway through, they switched. It was sweet. I've always wanted to do two guys at once."

As we got into the car, Carrie squealed from the excitement of it all.

"Oh my God," she said. "Do you realize how cool this is? You lost your virginity to Rick Petty. I lost mine to pimply Vince Gordo in the eighth grade. Ben my words, this is the start of a great sexual future."

As we drove home from that wondrous night, I had no sentiment how right she was.

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2009-01-05T04:26:00.000-12:00

I was sleeping on my tummy, naked of course and no bed sheet on top of me…she was next to me also naked and still in heat. So I did found out.

She started to whisper: "Honey, I want you, I need you, I am crazy about you!" These were her famous wording I did hear so often that I started to believe the full meaning of these words… and with these soft words, she was caressing my back from neck down…and up and …down…and up…

Until I realized she was ready for another round of love making, of "mighty pounding" , she would say! I also realized it was time for me to wake up. And so I did, I felt quiet awake, I had a powerful one…It was time to react and see how skilled she was, how quick she wanted to be…

Her caresses kept on going neck down until she started to investigate around my orifice with her special empathy. The fingers were moving around my rosebud and it gave me some naughty thoughts. Suddenly, I could hear the sound of a squeeze of an oil bottle….and I could feel some warmth around my rear end, she was touching me with plenty of oil all around my behind cheeks, then she asked me to make a move: to get on my knees and my elbows with my face in the pillow showing, even it was really dark, my behind higher in the air…it's what she wanted…and I knew she was in command. She just wanted to get furious, her way!

She kept on playing with her oily fingers around my arsehole, then slid her fingers to grab my nuts, squeezed them hard enough for me to groan, then moved forward to my dick that she grabbed and played with …It was very horny to say the least. Then she moved back to my rosebud and back to my dick that, by then, was as hard as a rock…it was even painful, but pain in sex could be a bliss sometimes.

So she started to move forward to my dick, then my buttocks, dick and opening for quite a while…it was hard for me to concentrate and not to let it go…

She whispered to me: "I am going to fuck your hindquarters with my fingers but promise me you will fuck my arse after, with your fingers first as you always do, but this time, I am ready to get your dick inside my buns and I want it tonight!"

Wowwwwwww …what could I say except to accept her request, even for me, it would the first time I would fuck her keister…but she asked for me, it means she is ready to have me…Of course, with that thought in mind, I got quite excited and was getting impatient knowing that I would hammer her inside her anus for the first time! But remember, she wanted to get speedy tonight…even some might suggest that it would have been sweet to invite more hotties or more men to go through an orgy to get her fast. But, no! She had a mind of her own, what ever she wanted, it should be the way…of course…contentment must be comfort coming from the inside and not from the outside…so I went along to let myself go and when the time would be the right one, I will fuck her the way she wanted me to do her!

So with still plenty of oil, she started to tease my rosebud and with a lot of soft touches, she started to make the move by pushing slowly one oily finger in my posterior finger. It was quite easy for her to insert it inside. She went so far deep inside that I could feel she was touching my prostate gland that of course can drive you up to the wall…a very talented time…She started to pull her finger back and forth, it was even more hungry…I could cummm now but I had to get my mind on something else to prevail.

She kept on moving in and out until I could feel she squeezed a second finger and she was now finger-plowing my derriere giving us a great delight. At one point, I said to her: "If you keep on going that way, I am going to blow up!". So she stopped …then a big silence…I could feel that she was moving into a position to invite me to look after her…

Then she said: "Honey, now I am all yours, do as you please but make sure you fuck my prat deep enough because I want to feel you so deep inside my tush and feel the excitement I have been dreaming about. I am ready for you…please fuck me, please fuck my fundament!"

So I moved from my doggy manner position and tried to find my way to see how she was waiting for me on the bed…

I asked her to take the same position, on the four, and of course now I can feel where she was, how she was waiting and within seconds I started to move my hands all over her body…

I sat gently on her back and started to kiss her back and neck with a few bites…that does turn her on…so I always like to do some kissing and biting around her neck…it gets her so excited so the moaning goes on and on!

I decided to wear a condom that I did wet with plenty of oil. I also covered her butt cheeks and all over her tooshie with that oil.

I decided to do like I always do with my fingers…I adore to squeeze one finger inside her seat…play around inside her rectum and, after a while, it becomes quite soft and smooth for something else…even bigger!

And she did enjoy that intrusion, she always asked for more, the most was three fingers and still she did enjoy it every second. She gets fire and fury after epitasis and always tells me: "Honey, fuck my backside! Tell me what you are doing! Tell me you love to fuck my bottom!" And of course, I am mad about to tell her what I do with my fingers…and the gratification is allover…

So by now I am really working…softly around her rosebud with my oily fingers and it seems like a very easy ride. Now I have one finger inside her rectum…and everything seems to go super smooth. It helps when you have a lady in heat who wants you so badly! Then all the doors are open…the one for her rump included!

While I was fingering now the inside of her stern with two fingers, I could feel now she was starting to squeeze her clitoris with her right hand and started to gripe quite heavily. The heat was on and the excitement was already so high…then she kept on saying "Honey, get your dick inside my tail end, I want you to fuck me, fuck my rear now…I want you inside my bum…fuck me now"

Wow…what can I say when this time comes…

I put more oil on the condom I had around my hard dick and more oil between her butt cheeks…now I think it's time to make the move…

It was still dark but the light was not important, the heat of the two bodies, the excitement with all these slutty words, the attitude to get a great fuck…for the first time inside her behind for both of us. All of that was incredible…just plain excitement, just glee and delectation…even the stuffing did not take place yet. But now we could not wait…any longer!

I kept of playing with my fingers around your butt, going in and out, gently but at a fast pace…enough to get this special tunnel ready to invite a hard dick ready to go…

I did position myself hind end her, like in a doggy fashion position, and I started to get the head of my dick playing around her rosebud melding with my fingers still going in & out, in order to get this butt ready for a special entrance…so with the other hand, I grab my dick and kept on moving it around her super wet and oily butt hole. I started to push that head slowly against that hole…and kept on moving, sliding and pushing forward…until I heard" "Wow, you are going to fuck me, Honey, the way I always wanted!I could feel your dick knocking at my door…"

So I said: " Now, hottie, I am at the door, you want me inside, I really want to go inside, let's move one…" So I did it! Slowly I moved my dick closer to that bud and by pushing slowly, I felt my dick moving in…wow…what a atmosphere….She said: "Honey You are mine, now…keep it up and move forward…just fuck me, Honey, I want to feel your wholly dick inside my butt!"

But I kept it cool and very slowly I kept on moving inside…She did not seem to have pain…maybe a little bit, but she wanted me so badly that the satisfaction took over…

Now my dick was still moving inside…very slowly but with great affection…one of a kind!

She kept on pushing towards me so now my dick was all inside…what a ambience… what a treat…she started to shriek so aloud that I kept on hammering her as deep as I could…she was in heaven…I was in heaven…

I kept on moving in & out (almost), and she seemed to like that move. So I kept on drilling her for quite a while until the shrieking was so intense and so loudly that I did not know if I had to keep in check or keep on pistoning her ass…

I knew the end was near…I was so excited and with her screeching and telling me to keep on banging her and to cummm because she was cumin herself, I could not keep it any longer, I just exploded like crazy…she was delighted…I stayed inside her ass for a while…enjoying the heat, the pressure of all the muscles, and the full joy to have pounded this hot lady who wanted me to fuck her ass…She wanted to get fast, she got me wild too!

Both were tired and we felt asleep for the rest of the night…until breakfast's time where she decided to eat me…

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Sleeping booty honey brunette MILF

2009-01-04T17:29:00.000-12:00

Having decided that buttfucking intercourse wasn't, by literal definition, sex, my boyfriend Chris (free of sin) pounded me up the arse at least twice a week. This was fun at first, but like completely of the sex performed within the bounds of Chris's arbitrary pre-marital guidelines, it finally left me unfulfilled.

It seemed that Chris considered anything that might involve my clit to be dreadfully sinful. Actual vaginal intercourse, of course, spelled instant damnation. Fellatio was perfectly acceptable (the President himself had said so) but pussy eating was the first step on the road to hell. Chris didn't even like to stroke me off with his hand. If he so much as touched my snatch, he would go into the bathroom and wash his hands with anti-bacterial soap.

At first, I would use my own hand to bring myself off while Chris banged my back door, but Chris had told me very seriously that I wasn't to do that. Masturbation, you see, was the worst sin of wholly. So entirely I could do was wait for him to get off up my posterior, then go home and masturbate in private. Not very satisfying.

The sex wasn't the only problem. Chris's self-righteousness and egotistical nature extended to totally areas of his life. He was fastidious and stingy. A shameless bootlicker towards people whom he perceived as socially superior, and a raging terror towards those he felt to be beneath him. He enjoyed bullying waitresses and sales clerks.

"I'm going to be a lawyer," he would tell me. "I might even run for office one day. I have to spend every moment of my life in preparation for that possibility. If you want to be my first lady, that means you have to live that way, too." This was when I wore clothes he didn't approve of, or acted publicly in an "immature" manner.

But Chris sure did love his hindquarters-pistoning. I'm not sure how he worked this into his immaculate Young Republican self-image. After whole, he didn't seem altogether that dignified or conservative when he begged me to "Squeeze it! Oh Jesus, Jane, squeeze your bum!" Or when he wiped the shit off his dick afterwards.

It was during his umpteenth trip down my Hershey Highway when I finally reached the end of my tether. I was in a bad mood already, Chris having humiliated me in front of my own mother that day by saying that I had some growing up to do before I would make a good lawyer's signora. ("But," he conceded as I gnashed my teeth, "I do see potential.") Then he had dragged me to a boring party at the house of the lawyer in whose office he interned, practically ignoring me for three hours while he brown-nosed. After the party, he had the nerve to say that he felt that my dress showed too much cleavage and that I had embarrassed him. Then, after All this, he took me back to his house and whined until I got down on all fours and let him lube me up and stick it in. In his enthusiastic plunging, he stuck me at a bad angle and I felt a sharp pain deep inside.

"Ow!" I cried, pulling away. "Lord damn it, be careful Chris."

"Hey," he said. "Watch your language. You know I Patrick't like it when you talk like that."

I just stared at him, jaw open in disbelief. He stared back, nonplused.

"You could at least let me finish," he said.

That was when I lost it. Three years worth of resentments came pouring out of me all at once. I screamed and raged against him for hours, tears pouring my face. If he would have apologized, or even gotten angry back at me, I might have found it in my sentiment to forgive him. But Chris, instead, countered my every point with his infuriating lawyer's logic. He never raised his voice or lost control, and in Chris's mind I knew that meant he had won the battle.

I left his place in a boil, the literal pain in my tooshie serving as a reminder of how little I was getting out of this relationship.

I had no intention of ever seeing him again, and every day apart cemented my decision. had been with Chris for so long that it was at first difficult to picture life without him. But, away from his constant influence, life without Chris seemed more and more like a glorious new world of possibilities.

Then the roses began to arrive. A dozen every day, delivered promptly at noon, until the hunch made me want to gag. Every bouquet contained a tiny note, a handwritten apology of appalling insincerity. I knew he charged them to the platinum Visa card his father had given him as a graduation present, and this fact angered me almost as much as the knowledge that he fully expected me to relent. In Chris's world, angry girlfriends were always won over by a constant onslaught of roses.

After a week of this, my anger cooled and finally froze over. In this chilly state of mind, I was able to plan and orchestrate a scheme to get that jerk out of my life forever. Revenge. It would be cold and it would be tasteful.

I called Chris on the phone one night, putting on my little cutie voice, the one he could never resist. He apologized and admitted being wrong, but I could tell from the smug smell of his voice that he thought he had won again. Yet another victory for the junior lawyer. This only strengthened my resolve.

I told him that I forgave him, but that he owed me. What did he owe me? Anything I wanted. In bed.

"Now, Jane," he said seriously. "You know we can't have intercourse until we're married."

"That's not what I want," I said coyly.

"Well, OK," Chris said, intrigued despite himself. "I guess we can really do anything except that."

Just you wait, anus, I thought. He invited me over that night. It was Bridge night for his parents, and we would have the place to ourselves. Perfect. I grabbed the bag of toys I had prepared and drove over to Chris's to begin my night of fun.

He kissed me as I arrived, and I kissed him back even though he repulsed me now. I didn't want him to get suspicious.

"What's in the bag?" he asked.

"You'll see," I teased. "Let's go into your room."

grinning, Chris led me into his bedroom.

"Now you have to whatever I tell you to," I said. "I'm the master and you are the slave."

"Sure, nymph," he winked and went to kiss me again. I pulled away.

"Did I tell you to kiss me?" I snarled. "Keep your shitty lips off me until I tell you otherwise."

Chris's oven faltered a little, but I grinned at him to show it was all part of the game.

"Take off your clothes," I commanded. Chris stripped down. He was already mighty.

"Now lay on the bed."

Chris did so. From my bag I pulled out a pair of handcuffs. Chris's eyes nearly bugged out of his head.

"I Patrick't know, Jane," he said doubtfully.

"Shut the fuck up!" I yelled. "I didn't tell you to say anything, shithead. Now put your hands over your head."

Chris eyed me strangely, but obeyed. I fastened his wrists to his headboard and then pulled a second item from my bag. A single red rose. Chris seemed apprehensive, but this dissolved as I began to lightly trace the soft petals all up and down his nutty buddy and nuts. Chris shivered with poignancy as I brushed slowly from the base of his scrotum to the tip of his penis. A tiny drop of cum load stained the flower petal and this sight aroused me even further.

"Oh, yeah," Chris whispered.

"Shhh," I hissed.

My tongue followed the path already blazed by the rose. I licked his scrotum, then took his member into my mouth and proceeded to give him the slowest, wettest blowjob he had ever received. Chris moaned out loudly, and I paid careful attention. The last thing I wanted was for him to come. When I sensed that he was getting close, I withdrew my mouth.

"Patrick't suppress," Chris begged.

"Did I tell you to talk?"

I stood and hitched up my skirt. I wasn't wearing panties.

Chris was aghast. "You went out like that?" he said. "What if somebody saw you?"

To shut him up, I straddled his face and buried his mouth under my box, very wet by now. From Chris, I heard a muffled protest.

"What was that?" I said. "Sorry, can't hear you. You shouldn't talk with your mouth full, anyway."

I wriggled against his tightly pursed lips, but couldn't get him to give me even a little bit of help.

"Lick it, you moron," I said, then I remembered that Chris was an nates man. I leaned back slightly until I felt Chris's nose in my nooker and his lips against my arsehole-hole. "Lick my buttocks, Chris, or I swear to God I'll smother you."

Chris was in fact gasping for breath. I had all his airways very effectively blocked. Finally, I felt a meek little lick on my orifice.

"You can do better than that," I said. "Come on, give me some real tongue and I'll let you breathe."

Chris's tongue jutted out desperately, penetrating me. The affection was oddly pleasant, but the real consciousness came from knowing the disgust Chris must surely be belief. Sure enough, when I rolled, off him, Chris was gagging, his face dripping with my juices. I had to laugh.

"I Patrick't think it's very funny," Chris said miserably.

"Oh trust me, it's hilarious," I giggled.

"All right, Jane," he said firmly. "I've had enough of this. We're done."

"Not even close," I said. "Roll over."

"What?" Chris barked. "No."

"What did you say?"

"I said no," Chris was getting pissed now. Not even a trace of his lawyer cool.

"Really," I said. Into the bag again. Item number three, a Polaroid camera. This was when Chris really started to freak, thrashing around and yelling. I snapped several good shots of Chris pulling at the cuffs, with his limp man meat flopping around comically. I showed him one of the better ones.

"I think I'll send this one to your boss," I said. "Or do you think your dad would like it better?"

"You twat!" Chris screamed.

"I know a place in town that makes real good color copies of pictures. I can send out dozens of them, to everyone you know."

"No, you pounding hottie!"

"Oh, be mouth-watering," I said mildly. "I'll let you burn them all if you just be a good boy and roll over."

"Fine! drilling fine!"

"I'm going to undo the cuffs for a second, but Patrick't get any ideas. If you try to get away, I'll fight you. I'm sure you could beat me up, but I Patrick't think a domestic violence conviction would look good on your resume."

Chris looked like he was about to cry. I undid the cuffs, let him roll over on his stomach, then re-did them. Chris's keister, admittedly cute, was sticking up into the air.

"Now the real fun begins," I said.

Items four and five from the bad black bag. A long thin candle and a tube of KY. Chris couldn't see these articles, but he had a fairly good attitude what was happening when I squirted a great glob of jelly into his opening crack and started rubbing it in.

"No!" he begged.

"Shut up, you big baby," I said. "And relax. It'll hurt a lot less if you relax."

Chris whimpered, and before he could really tense up, I plunged the candle several inches into his slicked-up hind end. He screamed out aloud, and it was like music to my ears. I got a real charge out of prat-banging the buns-fucker for a change. Eventually, though, he started moving with the motion of the candle and I started getting the ambience that he was enjoying this. Couldn't have that, now.

I pulled the candle out of his behind with a wet plop and threw it aside. I pulled the sixth and final item from the bag. A thin leather belt. I made a few practice cracks against the mattress, which got Chris shrieking again. Then I started to sincerely wail on his rear end.

"That's for making me feel like a child." CRACK! "That's for embarrassing me in front of my friends." CRACK! "That's for being such a selfless dong in bed." CRACK!

I had a list of about twenty such charges, but I stopped after ten or so when the big red welts began to form on Chris's tush. After all, I'm not really cruel by nature.

Chris was practically sobbing, begging me to keep within bounds.

"Almost done, Chris," I soothed. Then I stuck two things up his seat. The second was the stem of the rose. Chris yelped in pain as the thorn sliced his rectum.

"Pull it out, please," he cried.

"Pull it out?" I said. "That would HURT. Besides, you look really pretty with a rose sticking out of your bottom. In fact . . ." I snapped another picture.

Chris, tears pouring into his pillow, waved his derriere around to try and work the rose out. He looked like a doggy wagging his tail, and this unexpected association got me laughing powerful again.

"Look at me, Chris," I said. He shook his head, crying into the bed. "Look at me, you little slut!"

Chris looked up at me, face red from tears.

"Watch carefully," I said. I lifted my skirt and slid my fingers down into my dripping wet nook. I tweaked my clitoris and in my jacked-up state, that was about all it took to bring myself to a thunderous climax.

"I guess I'm going to hell now," I said with a shrug when the shudders had subsided. "Can't be worse than dating you."

"Jane," he moaned. "Please . . ."

"Too late," I said. "You should have treated me better."

I gathered my things and started out the door.

"Aren't you going to let me go?" Chris begged.

"Uh . . ." I pretended to consider. "No, I Patrick't think so. But I did leave you the key to the cuffs. It's up your ass."

When this sank in, Chris really started to bellow.

"When your mom and dad come home, I'm sure one of them will reach up your rear and pull out the key for you. After all, I know how close you are."

"You're going to pay for this!" Chris screamed. "You're going to jail, girl."

"I kind of doubt that, Chris," I said. "I Patrick't think this is a story you're going to tell to too many people, even the police."

With that, I was gone. I got in my car and had to stroke myself off one more time before I drove home.

On the way, I felt bad about what I'd done to Chris. That is, for about a minute until I remembered all the tail end-stuffing I'd been subjected to. Then I just felt happy about life without that loser. Priority number one in my post-Chris life: lose my virginity to the first likely candidate. I couldn't believe I had been saving it for so long, for such an amazing jerk. The embarrassment of the fact made me want to fuck somebody, anybody.

To that end I already had a plan. My very best girlfriend Carrie had won two tickets to a Harper Petty concert by calling in to a radio station, and she'd asked me to come along. Petty never failed to get me hot, and I knew there would be lots of guys there looking to get laid. The first even halfway cute stud who approached me would get more than he bargained for.

That was the plan, anyway. Little was I to know that I was the one in for a surprise.

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