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First Task

By: Syndie



Its 5:15 a.m., I shut down the computer, grinning at the orders my Master has given me. The strange house is somewhat quiet, I can hear the sounds of a television from upstairs. Taking a deep breath as I begin to climb the stairs to the third level. Tiptoeing my way I notice that there is *Todd, sitting on the couch, watching the early morning news, I say “goodnight” and hurriedly climb the rest of the way to the guest room at the top of the stairs. 

Closing the door behind me with a gentle push...not wanting it to slam and wake the other guests. I stand there for a second, listening, thinking to myself ‘OK, its still quiet’. I slowly remove my long green satin robe, feeling the cool air of the room rush across my bare skin. His words are running through my mind as I climb into the softness of the queen sized bed, leaving the sheets to the side. I close my eyes as my head falls onto the pillow. Knowing the walls in this strange house are paper thin. The rooms on both sides of me enclose 4 other people. I must control myself through this.

My mind drifting, a devilish grin on my soft full lips. My delicate hands roam freely across my breasts, cupping them, massaging into their firmness. My nipples stir, rising from the touch. My fingers turn towards them, holding each between my thumb and forefinger. Rolling the increasing hardness within the softness of my fingertips, pinching them hard, trying to mimic the pressure of the clamps that my Master places upon them. Quietly moaning as I use my nails as the vise. 

My body shifts on the bed, my long smooth legs moving from side to side. I lower my hands, letting my nails drag across my belly, sending chills over my skin. Bringing them down to my inner thighs, raking my nails back up towards my bald sex. I spread my legs wide, my hands spreading my smooth lips, feeling so exposed, so lustful; sighing as the wetness of my pussy collects on my fingers roam across my slit.

His orders were exact, no time for procrastination now. Sliding the middle finger of my right hand into my hole, feeling it instantly wrapped in my silken walls. Driving it deep quickly, hearing the soft moans escaping my lips. My walls clench around my finger, holding it as tightly as I would grasp His cock. My left hand moves to my swollen clit, I gasp as my fingers rhythmically circle it, pressing harder with each motion. My finger moves faster, images of Him behind my closed eyes. His touch is what I feel, my hands are His. This is the passion that He draws from me. The wetness of my pussy is evident as my finger increases speed, slamming harder inside, the sounds wafting through the room. Rubbing my clit faster, feeling it throb under my touch. 

My neck arches as I feel my walls shiver. My entire body basking in the intensity; trying to control my breathing, my clit throbbing from the friction. Suddenly remembering the anal beads I had purchased this afternoon, I look over towards the bag on the dresser. Thinking, “No, Master has said to save them." Fighting the urge to jump up and insert them into my tiny hole. It is then I remember His second order.

Removing my hand from my clit, lifting my hips, pressing one finger to my puckered hole. Massaging it, pressing harder with each turn as I continue fucking my cunt. My juices flowing down, adding just enough lubricant to allow me to pass through my tight asshole. Groaning as I press my finger in, half way. Twisting, turning it...exploring the smooth inner folds of my darkness. 

Adding a second finger into my dripping cunt, fucking myself harder. I can almost see His eyes watching me. The intensity increases. I can hear the sounds of my moans, not caring anymore. The memories of my Masters actions and words. My favorite sensations, the kiss of the flogger against my heated flesh, His mouth, His touch. My body writhes on top of the sheets, arching, grinding, fingering myself with wild abandon. My walls tremble as my fingers curl, finding my g-spot, hitting it hard. Fingering my ass, careful not to drive any deeper. “ fuck, I cant take it, I am weak." My skin glistening with perspiration, my long hair, damp, randomly sticking to my flushed face. My legs tensing, my back arches higher, rocking harder. “Oh God... yessssssss” my fingers savagely slamming into my drenched hole; visions of Him standing over me, stroking His throbbing cock, His gift to me. 

The image is too much, my walls spasm, in one hard quick motion my finger drives deep into my asshole causing the gates of my ecstasy to open. Totally engrossed in the throes of my orgasm, feeling the warm rush of liquid heat running over my fingers, my asshole clenched around my finger, my body thrashing on the bed. The waves of my orgasm consuming every inch of my flesh. Crying out “Ohhhhhhhh Yesssss fuck yessssssssssssss," almost feeling the heat of His cum showering my skin as He achieves the heights of His pleasure.

Laying back gasping through soft moans, slowing my motions, my fingers in both holes, lightly moving within the satiny folds. My cum dripping down my slit, pooling under me. My breathing begins to return to normal, I remove my fingers, feeling my ravaged holes ache from the loss. My body still wet, trembling. Bringing my cream covered fingers to my lips, savoring the taste of my juices, licking them clean. 

The sun already shining through the blinds as I roll over. Smiling to myself, grateful to have such a wonderful Master for allowing me this release in His absence. Inhaling deeply, the smell of my solitary sex heavy in the air, my eyes glance over to the door and audibly gasp. It never closed all the way...

First Taste



Mark had been awake for hours, had made coffee, and had spent sometime pondering the events of the last few weeks. Susan had opened herself up to new and exciting things he had never imagined she would be up for. Before he left their sex life had been good and he certainly had no cause for complaint, but since his return they were like young exploring teenagers.

Mark couldn't keep his hands off of Susan and vice versa. Any free moment they had was taken up by lovemaking fueled by sheer lust and passion for each other. He smiled reminiscing about the events at McKinley's and later at the hotel. Watching his Susan in the embrace of Christine had been highly arousing to say the least. Seeing the things she had done to Christine, and Christine did to her would forever be imprinted in his memories.

Mark had heard Susan awaken and get into the shower. Thinking of her under the gentle stream of water caressing her flesh while she lathered up her soft subtle body caused his cock to bulge in his boxers. Of course maybe the memories recalling into his quiet alone time were the fuel to his sexual fire.

He heard the shower stop and figured Susan was toweling herself dry and would be out of the tub soon. He took his empty coffee cup into the kitchen and placed it in the sink. Waiting a minute, he pondered with a sly grin, Susan never locked the bathroom door!

He stood in front of the door wearing nothing but his grin and a pair of bulging boxers. Opening the door revealed Susan bent over combing out her hair. Her long beautiful legs were spread about shoulder width apart and the robe she was wearing was unable to cover her perfect ass at the top of her thighs. 

"Good Morning." She said still bent over combing out her hair.

"Morning Lover."

"Is that for me?"

"Huh?"

Mark was confused at first and realized the bulge in his shorts was now quite noticeable.

"Maybe."

Mark moved behind Susan and slid his hands between her thighs and began to caress her freshly trimmed pussy. Her moisture began to build as she moaned slightly.

"MMMM." she sighed and moved her legs apart for him

Mark knelt behind his lover and began to kiss her thighs while he followed the contours of her womanhood with his fingers. He circled her clitoris like an eagle circled its prey. He slid two fingers into her and began to work her moist pussy while she moaned with pleasure. With each moan her pussy gave up more and more love nectar and her perfect asshole was exposed to him as she pushed her ass out tightening her pussy around his fingers.

"Lick my asshole!" she begged, with a hint of needing in the undertone of her voice.

Mark complied tracing down to her rosebud. His tongue flicked and probed her ass as his fingers caressed her pussy from the inside. Susan was enamored with this act. She loved to be taken this way and knew Mark enjoyed doing it. She had started rubbing her clit, while Mark was focused on fingering her perfect honeypot and tongue fucking her tight asshole. Mark knew it wouldn't be long before she came because her pussy was tightening around his fingers. By this point she was so wet and aroused he had been able to slip three fingers deep inside as she frantically rubbed her clit.

"Oh Mark, Don't stop, I'm I'm Cumming."

Susan's climax was intense and she felt like she had been electrocuted as the waves of pleasure spread throughout her body. It was at such a level she had to quickly grab the vanity counter to prevent her legs from collapsing under her.

"Oh yes, mmmm, oh God!"

Susan's love juices flowed from her freshly pleasured love center. Her thighs were wet and she felt so great but selfish at the same time.

"Your turn." she said

"Oh?" replied Mark.

Susan knelt before Mark and observed his now fully engorged hard cock under his boxers. Susan slid Mark's boxers to his feet and he stepped out of them leaving his member exposed and throbbing. Susan began to lick the tip tasting the pre-cum beginning to form.

"MMM you taste good."

She continued to swirl her tongue around the head of his cock as she massaged his balls with one hand, stroking his shaft with the other. Mark groaned with pleasure as she took him into her mouth wrapping her lips around him. She began to move back and forth taking more of him into her with each pass. Susan gagged slightly as Mark's thick cock pushed against her throat. She adjusted slightly and took him all. Mark was in heaven. Susan had not ever gone to this point and Mark loved it. She winked when she looked at up him.

"I love you! Oh God you are so bad."

Mark could feel the pressure building in his balls and he knew it wouldn't be long before he came.

"Honey I'm gonna cum...mmm."

Susan didn't stop, she became more focused and the intensity for Mark's cock was electric.

"Ahhh God I'm cumming."

Susan felt Mark shudder as his cock exploded spurting his cum into her mouth. She gagged as his hot seed sprayed into her. Mark was enveloped in his climax and Susan just wanted his cum, She took every drop and ensured she didn't miss any.

"Oh wow....I love you."

"You taste so good. I never knew."

"Really. This wasn't a mistake?"

"Oh no. I wanted this."

Susan stood up and headed for the bathroom door. As she did she dropped her robe revealing her perfect naked form. She turned towards Mark, licked her fingers and slid them into her dripping pussy.

"Lets continue this in bed. I want your cock in me!"



First Taste



This story is a work of non-fiction. All of the persons depicted in this story are real, and of the age of consent. I'd like to thank Jess, Holly, Emily, John, Larry, Kinkybelle, Experiencedguy, Jessica, Joseph and Michael for their help and support. 

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Chapter 1

It was the summer before college when I discovered I was addicted to sex. Jerking off was something far too common for me, but I was ready for something more. Luckily I had a buddy Corey, who was just as curious about sex as I was. He and I would spend hours online looking at porn, pictures, movies, anything we could get our hands on. I guess that's one of the perks of being 18 and having a debit card! One day we came across a video that was of a threesome. 

It was two guys and a girl. We watched as they stripped the girl naked and played with her, one guy playing with her tits, while the other guy went down on her. It was pretty hot. But then the two guys started playing with each other. While one of them was eating out the girl, the other guy bent over and started to suck on that guy's cock. Corey and I were both really surprised by this. We could not stop watching as the camera zoomed in on the guy sucking the other guy. We were both hard, rubbing our crotches as we watched. As the video progressed, we rubbed ourselves a little harder.

Corey got so into it he had unbuttoned his pants and was full-on jerking himself over his boxers. I liked the idea so I followed suit. Before I knew it, I had pulled my cock out of my underwear and I was just stroking it, quick and short.

Right about then Corey spoke up. "Can I try doing that?"

It caught me by surprise, but, when I looked over at him, he was staring at my cock. He slid his hand towards me, and I could not think of a reason to stop him. He wrapped his fingers around my cock and started to stroke it. 

It felt amazing. This was a whole pleasure I had never experienced before. I leaned back and he kept stroking me. Finally, after what felt like days, I could feel my balls begin to quiver. Part of me wanted to stop him, but part of me was paralyzed with pleasure, unable to move. My cock began to pulse and I shot my load all over my stomach. Corey didn't slow down until nothing more was coming out. He handed me a towel and I wiped myself off. It then dawned on me that I was going to have to do something for him. Corey pulled down his boxers and went back to stroking himself. 

I slowly reached over and wrapped my hand around his cock. It wasn't as thick as mine, but looked longer. The grip felt familiar but it was weird not grabbing my own cock. I slowly began to jerk his cock up and down, not sure how hard to squeeze or pull. He seemed to be enjoying it, so I kept up the pace. He leaned back and spread his legs wide. His soft skin felt nice in my grip. I watched the guy in the video, taking the other cock in his mouth and running it between his lips. 

It looked fun. I mean, it looked like it would be fun to have my cock sucked like that, but it also looked like it might be fun to do the sucking. I looked at Corey's cock in my hand and I decided to give it a go. I leaned over slowly, and opened up. I slipped my lips around his shaft and took it into my mouth. I wasn't sure how it tasted, but it reminded me of how my hand smelled after I had been playing with myself. 

Corey didn't seem to mind me putting his cock in my mouth, and I started to suck on it. I wasn't sure I was doing it right, but it felt fun. So I kept running his cock in and out of my mouth, and I kept sucking at him as I did it. After a few minutes, he put his hands on my head, and I could feel him quivering. Before I knew it, his cock twitched and then he squirted his hot load into my mouth. It filled my mouth quickly. I took a gulp, and down my throat it went. His cock twitched a few more times, and some more of his cum came out. I swallowed that too, and finally, when his cock stopped twitching, I took my mouth away

I couldn't believe what I had just done. I sat back in a bit of shock. I was hard again. I didn't know if it was from the movie, or from sucking Corey. I wasn't sure, but I knew I enjoyed sucking him! And I couldn't wait to try it again. I kept that to myself of course. But later that week, we were hanging out again, and I couldn't keep it to myself anymore. 

As soon as we were in his basement, I asked him if we could play again. He said he really liked it when I sucked him, and he wanted me to do it again. So we went to the couch, sat down, and pulled our cocks out. We sat there beating ourselves until he got hard, and I went over and sucked on him again. He didn't last long, and soon blew his load into my mouth. I swallowed him again, and it felt so good! 

I was so hard after that second time sucking him that I started to jerk off. Once Corey recovered from his orgasm, he leaned over, gripped my cock and started stroking me. As I relaxed more and more, Corey moved closer and finally knelt down in front of me and started to suck on my cock. It felt like heaven when his lips closed around my cock. He sucked me up and down and kept stroking me as he did it. It didn't take long till I felt my orgasm coming, and finally I unleashed my load. He tried to swallow it, but began to gag, and had to take my cock from his mouth. He swallowed what he could, and the rest of my cum landed on my cock and on the floor.

I leaned back, and couldn't help but smile.

This was perfect. 

It didn't take long for our little sucking agreement to take off. Almost every day that summer we would get together to watch porn, and suck on each other. I stayed awake many nights dreaming of sucking on his cock, on any cock. I found myself looking at anyone I saw and imagining sucking their cock. One night, as I lay awake in bed stroking my cock I began to think about sucking on my dad's cock. It was a wonderful thought. I was entranced by it. The idea of taking my dad's cock in my mouth got me so hot and bothered! I couldn't stop thinking about it. 

That's when I decided I was going to try to seduce my dad. 

The ongoing fantasy I was having about my father was becoming a complete distraction. But it wasn't a terrible distraction for sure. I had spent days watching my dad, checking out his routine, seeing how he went about things. I knew alone time would be tough to come by, so I was always looking for an opportunity. My dad would go out every night [at] 7:00 p.m. for a run around the neighborhood. When he got home [he] would trim his beard and then hop in the shower. After his shower, he would get dressed in comfy clothes for the evening and settle down in the living room in front of the TV, or with a book. 

I knew my best chance would be at night. But I had to wait for the right night. Finally, that night came. My dad and I were home alone. My mom was out for the evening with some friends at a Tupperware party of some sort. My dad and I had dinner, and then he went for a run. When he left for his run, I told him I would go finish up my homework. There was no way in hell I could focus on homework. Things were lining up perfectly. Mom was gone, Dad was going to come home and take his shower, and I was horny as hell!

When he got home from his run, he hopped in the shower. I went upstairs towards my room. I made a detour into my parents' hallway, that's when I saw him get out of the shower. He had left the door to the bathroom open. Which wasn't odd, but he had forgotten to close the door from my parents' hallway to the rest of the upstairs. He was naked, and I saw his perfect cock. It looked fat. He wasn't hard, but it also looked long. His pubes were trimmed tight, and he looked great. My mouth was watering, and my heart was racing.

I was a few steps into his room before my dad looked up and noticed me. He was surprised and turned away to hide his nakedness. 

"Toss me that towel," he said pointing to the wet towel draped over the bedpost near me.

I didn't move, I couldn't move.

"Dad, do you...I mean, I been thinking lately that, um..." My brain was going three different directions at once, and I couldn't get the words out right. 

I wanted this so bad, but what if he got mad? What if he rejected me? I wouldn't be able to live with that. I didn't want to do anything that would make him hate me. I felt my knees getting weak and I was about ready to run out of there, but then he went for the towel himself. 

"What is it you want?"

As he came toward me I could once again see his magnificent cock and all other thoughts evaporated. I didn't care about anything else at that moment except feeling my father's cock in my mouth.

"I want to give you a blowjob," I blurted out quickly.

He froze as he was reaching for the towel and looked at me, not sure he heard me right. 

"What?" 

"D-do you want me to give you a blowjob, Dad?"

"No," he said in a stern voice.

It felt like my entire body was shaking. My hands were floating at my sides. I crossed over to him, knelt down, and I grabbed his cock. He tried to back away but was against the wall. I put my mouth over his cock. He pushed at my head, but I had his head between my lips. I could tell his cock had gotten bigger than when I first saw it. 

He tried again to shake me, but I held onto him, and I kept working my lips over his cock. He slowly gave in, and I began to caress his cock with my tongue. He tasted so manly. It was delicious. His cock grew harder and harder, and I sucked more and more of his length. He was leaning back against the wall, and I could feel small, involuntary thrusts coming from his hips. Soon he began to quiver like Corey did. I knew what was coming. His cock gave a big twitch and a hard fast squirt of his cum shot into my mouth. My dad's cum was much thicker than Corey's. I swallowed quickly as he gave me another spurt. 

When he seemed like he was done feeding me his load, I cleaned his cock good, then backed away. He was panting a bit, and couldn't (or wouldn't) make eye contact with me. I slowly stood up and backed out of the room. I headed down the hall to my own room. I stood there shaking with excitement and nerves. I couldn't hold back any more and I dove on the bed and whipped out my own cock. I jerked off so fast and furious that an onlooker would have thought I was going to rip it off. I had my eyes clenched tight, holding fast to the image of my dad's cock buried in my mouth. My orgasm tore through me and I exploded all over my chest and stomach. It was heaven.

It also was certainly not the last time I jerked off thinking about my dad and his cock. The idea of what I had done and wanted to do was burned into my mind. Whenever I had a second to wander in my thoughts, I was immediately on my knees sucking him. I couldn't wait to do it again. 

Again.

Therein lay the problem. How was I ever going to get him to let me do that again? 

For days following our first encounter he barely made eye contact. He barely spoke to me outside of giving fatherly commands as head of the house; telling me to finish my food, do my chores, do my homework and keep my room clean. I could tell he had lost a boundary. He had let me in further than he had ever let any guy. I'm not saying he's not a caring and affectionate person, but I am saying he is not the type to ever get that involved, or that close, to another male. 

It had been over a week since I had been alone with my dad, or gotten the chance to say something to him. It was a Saturday morning, and we were in the basement cleaning out his shop. I was sweeping up sawdust and filling up the trash bins with scrap pieces of wood from his various projects. I took my sweeping out of the shop and into the storage area of our basement. When I finished in there, I turned around to head back to the shop. My dad was standing in the doorway. He had a look on his face that told me he had something to say, but the way he was biting his lip told me had had no idea how to put it into words. I crossed over to him slowly.

"Dad, I know it's probably hard for you to figure out what exactly happened the other night, so let me make it a bit easier for you. I'm sorry if I shocked you. I just couldn't hold back anymore. I hope you'll forgive me. I promise I'm not going to tell anyone what happened, ever." I took a step toward him. "I really enjoyed what you let me do and I'd like to keep making you feel good."

I was now just a foot or so away from him. I pulled him by the belt into the storage room and closed the door behind him. The lights were off so we were plunged into darkness. His breathing was heavy. I undid his belt and reached for his button. I popped the button of his jeans and then lowered his zipper. I tugged at his waistband and brought down his pants and briefs together. A wonderful musky manlike smell took over. My mouth watered with anticipation of him. 

I ran my hand up his leg and took a hold of his cock. It was growing in my hand as I stroked it up and down. He had a wonderful cock. It was much thicker than mine, and certainly more mature than Corey's. It felt experienced. It felt powerful, too. I liked how it filled my grip. I picked his cock up and pointed it toward my mouth. I licked my lips and then parted them, ready for his cock. As his engorged tip passed my lips, my mouth melted. His manly taste passed over my tongue and throughout my mouth. I took more and more of his cock slowly into my mouth, taking time to make sure every inch was wet. 

All of the sudden it dawned on me that we really didn't have too much time to waste. Mom was around the yard doing work and could stop into the basement through the garage at any minute. I went right to work on him. I sucked him up and down with purpose. I added in my hand as I brought him toward his orgasm. I danced my tongue around his tip and kept him well lubricated with my spit. I brought my other hand up and began to massage his balls. He let out the tiniest of moans. 

That's when I became aware of his hand resting atop my head. His hips made small thrusting movements toward my face. I knew he was enjoying himself. I felt his grip on my head tighten and I knew he was close. He let out a little grunt right before his cock jerked suddenly in my mouth and unloaded. I stopped stroking and started drinking. I had his cock midway into my mouth so his spurts were shooting right down my throat. I swallowed as he came. This load felt twice the size as our first time. It was a pure delight. 

I cleaned his cock the best I could and left him to pull up his pants. As I crossed to the door, he put his hand on my shoulder. I stopped.

"Thank you" he said.

My heart skipped a beat, a smile beamed on my face, and I walked out.



First Taste



"Syd, please...let's just go. If we get there and you hate it, we'll leave. But I want you to see this. C'mon, Syd. It means a lot to me."

Pressing my lips together, I looked at Stan for a long moment, brow furrowing, knowing he was holding his breath, waiting for me to say something.

"All right." Sharp exhale from both of us, I think. Then I smiled a little, shaking my head. 

"But you're in for a serious evening of dancing to pay me back, okay?" 

"Deal." His relief was almost palpable as he leaned in and kissed the corner of my mouth. 

"Can you at least try to explain why this is so important to you?" 

His eyes flickered with something, then looked away and down. His voice was soft. "To be completely honest, Syd, I don't know why it's important to me. I just know that it is." 

Damn. He knew that soft voice always got to me. He'd get that tone when he was holding our kids when they were tiny, or when we were making particularly intense love, which seemed to be less frequent and less intense lately...we were both so busy and tired all the time. 

My mind flashed back to college...having sex in the dorm room, trying to stay quiet so the resident assistant wouldn't come knocking...the first time I'd gone down on him...he got that thin whispery tone then too...after he shouted his orgasm into a pillow. 

That ferocious energy...sighing, wishing I had a measure of it now. Kids, careers, parents who weren't getting any younger, and needed more from us now. It was a shame, in a way, that Stan had to pull out the "big gun" of the soft voice, but honestly, if he hadn't pushed me, I wouldn't have gone. 

"Stan...what on earth do I wear to something like this?" A paddling demonstration...my mind reeled that such a thing even existed. I mean, I'm not exactly a prude. A swat on the ass, a tug on the hair...it felt good, but never in my wildest dreams did I think that there was a group of people who got together to watch other people get spanked and paddled. A paddling demonstration. I remember hoping like hell that Stan was talking about canoes. 

When Stan had started playing around on the Internet a couple of years ago, I really didn't worry about it too much. Not that I wasn't occasionally jealous and bitchy about it, of course. But he and I had agreed to some ground rules, and he agreed to stop if it was starting to interfere with our relationship. It really never did. He usually chatted when I was busy doing other stuff. I'd even said hello to a couple of his online friends. 

But when the B and D, D and s, S and M, BDSM...pick the letters, there were so many of them...started creeping into his vocabulary, I started to get worried. Straight sex I could give him, but this stuff? At first, he'd been kind of ashamed to talk about it, but as he got bolder, he started to resent that I wouldn't consider any of it. 

"Syd...I'd never want you to do something that made you feel bad, but Jeezus, honey! It's like you won't even find out the first thing about it before you say no." 

"Why on earth would people who love each other want to hurt each other?" 

"It's...different...it's not the kind of hurt you're thinking about..." he looked at me and sighed, his voice trailing off. "Never mind." 

Well, that kinda got to me. I'd never considered myself closed-minded, and I wasn't about to start now. 

"Look, Stan...this is completely unknown territory for me. You're going to have to be patient. My mind is reeling right now...I don't know what to think! But I'm glad that you felt like you could tell me." 

I reached out, touched his hair. He rubbed his head against my hand, and I let out one of those long-suffering wifely sighs. 

"Okay...what is a REALLY SLOW way to get introduced to this? And not on the computer. I want to see faces, people in three dimensions. People that I can meet and ask questions." 

Stan had put his search engine to work, and found a local organization with activities for terrified newbies like us. And now we were picking out clothes to wear to our first outing. I could tell this was NOT something that would be covered in my Sunday phone call to my sister. 

He was nervous too, I could tell, but he helped me pick out an outfit anyway...black slacks and a silver blouse I'd worn to his company Christmas party...as I started to button it rather securely up to my throat...he stopped me with gentle fingers. 

"Leave a few undone, Syd...I want everybody to see how hot and sexy my wife is." 

Blushing, pleased, I still couldn't resist a little jab. "Yeah, I'm sure I was hot and sexy when we were doing the yardwork yesterday, or while I was cleaning the bathtub...ooh baby! Do those taxes..." 

His dove-gray eyes crinkled up at the corners as he grinned at me. They nearly matched the silver that was just beginning to dapple his hair. Jesus, he was still so handsome. I forgot sometimes. 

His dressing was easier than mine, because he had suits from work, whereas I worked out of our home, running a mail-order business. As he dressed, I couldn't help but notice his cute little ass, still firm from those long bike rides. I reached out with my short fingers and gave him a little pinch, which caused him to yelp, then grin at me, blushing. 

The cab let us out at a rather ordinary-looking building, although I don't know what I was expecting...probably something resembling a haunted house! Stan opened the door for me, and I hesitated, glancing up at him. He swallowed softly, glancing around, looking as though he were about to bolt. 

Something in me made me square my shoulders resolutely, looking him dead in the eye. "No way," I said, propelling myself through the doorway, taking hold of his wrist. "You got me here...now, we're going in!" He chuckled and fell into step behind me. 

As we took a seat in a couple of folding chairs, I realized immediately that we were pretty damned overdressed. There were folks lounging against the wall, talking animatedly, in jeans . Others were decked out in head-to-toe leather, and I was trying to stare discreetly, if one can do such a thing. My eyes widened as I noticed that several of them had "things" attached to their belts...paddles, whips... I looked at Stan and sighed. I really didn't think we belonged here. 

A woman wearing leather pants and a sleeveless top made her way to the front of the room. She was rather petite, and her voice was a bit soft, but she had a presence that made people pay attention to her. 

"My name is Mistress B. Welcome to tonight's demonstration, on spanking and paddling. We're going to be talking quite a bit about the technical aspects of doing this safely, and err...effectively..." she said, grinning a bit. 

"But first, I'd like to tell you some things about myself." 

She filled us in a little about her experiences, how she'd been introduced to 'the lifestyle.' 

The 'lifestyle?' I cringed a bit at that, but she soothed my annoyance a bit later when she said, 

"The important thing to remember is that this is for you. This is all about you, and your gratification. We can show you things, and we can share our experiences with you, and try to help you make sure you don't hurt yourself or somebody else. But ultimately, how this fits into your life is entirely up to you." 

She then proceeded to talk about good communication, use of "safe" words, different kinds of spanking, different kinds of paddles...leather, wood, rubber...God, who knew there were so many choices? She talked a bit about safety, about marks, about bruising...meanwhile she was demonstrating a darned fine job of whacking on the young lady who was writhing ass-up in front of her. She certainly seemed to be enjoying herself, her moans soft and plaintive at first, but rising in pitch and loudness as the demonstration continued. 

I was watching the demonstration closely, but my eyes kept shifting to a young couple just in front of us and to the right. She was seated in a chair, while he was sitting on the floor next to her left thigh, his cheek on her knee. Her long, red-painted nails drew lazy circles over his back, and he sighed contentedly and snuggled closer. 

The whole thing was positively surreal. I flinched with each smack of the paddle, giving Stan anxious glances, thinking, "I can't possibly let him DO this to me!" 

Stan's eyes were riveted to the scene playing out in front of us. I looked at him more closely...his breathing became more shallow with every strike...his pupils dilated...holy mother, was he SQUIRMING? Then I glanced at his lap out of the corner of my eye. He was as stiff as if I were giving him head. 

Shaking my head involuntarily...oh, Jeezus...how could I have missed this? He wants ME to do it to HIM. 

When Mistress B asked if anyone wanted to give this a try, Stan's hand shot up. I gave him my best "Are you fucking deranged?" look, but it was too late. He gave me a pleading look, then practically sprinted to the bench, bending over and bracing himself. 

Mistress B handed me the paddle, which I held as gingerly as a gun, holding the handle by two fingers, far away from my body. She must have noticed my horrified look, because she gave me a reassuring smile and said, "I can do a few first, if you like...then I'll show you how." 

Dazed, I nodded, handing it back to her. She talked to both of us the whole time, as she raised her arm and gave his buttocks a soft smack. He exhaled sharply and clenched his teeth, his salt-and-pepper head dipping down. He was embarrassed, I could tell...embarrassed that he'd put himself in this position...embarrassed that he was so aroused in front of everyone. She smacked him a few more times, a bit harder, and he gasped. 

"Would you like to try it?" she said, handing me the paddle. 

Stan's dove-gray eyes turned to mine, pleading silently. I could hear the 'soft voice' echoing, even though he wasn't saying anything. 

"I don't know why it's so important to me, Syd...I just know that it is." 

She showed me how to grip the paddle, how far back to swing, where and how hard to strike. I struck a pillow several times first, then another, more experienced volunteer, before turning to my husband, chewing my lip. 

Taking a deep breath, my mind began to drift. I thought about all of the different ways he deferred to me...'served' me in a million ways, large and small, there were small things he just didn't do without checking with me first... 

He was silent, but the soft voice came to me again and again, eyes pleading... 

Please, Syd...do it. Do it. I need it. I need YOU. 

Knowing that I was the more dominant of the two of us, knowing it in that instant, gathering up all of those feelings, all those memories, and swinging the paddle, connecting with a warm, satisfying thud onto that fine ass that I've gripped and squeezed a thousand times during sex. 

"God...yes..." he groaned audibly. 

My eyes widened, realizing what I'd done, and what his reaction was. And I struck him again with the paddle. And a third time. And a fourth. And he writhed and moaned like the young lady did before. 

It felt good. Really good. Strong. Powerful. Strong and powerful and loving enough to give my man what he needed. 

I decided I'd had enough of the spotlight for the time being, and handed the paddle back to Mistress B with a slightly sheepish smile. I took my seat, and looked up at Stan, teasingly pointing to the ground at my feet. Stan paused for a moment, the corners of his mouth lifting, gray eyes full of such emotion, and slid down to his knees, sitting back on his heels. I raked my nails lightly down his back and smiled to myself when he shivered.



First Taste



Peter was the love of my life, before I discovered his sister, Adrian. 

It was all on accident, really. We had been going steady for a few weeks when she texted him that she was in town. We went out to eat at this cozy little brunch place in town. When I first saw her, I thought she was a guy. She was getting off her motor cycle across the parking lot, her leather jacket hiding the knock out figure that lay underneath. When she took off her helmet and shook out her long blonde hair, I felt my knees get weak and almost tripped over my heels. 

Peter broke my fall, but he couldn't catch the butterflies that had begun to flutter in my belly.

Brunch was awkward and uneventful, for Peter at least. As he got lost in the sound of his own voice I got lost in Adrian's beauty. Her face was chiseled like a model's, thin but not frail, eyes sunken in but with cerulean blue waiting to pop out and color my world. She had set her jacket on the back of her chair, and now I got to admire her perfect C cup breasts, just poking out over her push up camisole, waiting to be attended to. 

The waiter brought us the check at the end, and Adrian swiped it up like it was free money. "I'm always happy to take care of my twin brother and his gorgeous girlfriend," she said, "But perhaps Chelsea can return the favor sometime?"

My heart began to race, but I kept my cool. I offered to take her out to dinner later that week and get to know her a little better.

The days leading up to my dinner with Adrian passed by frighteningly slow. I was going to make a great friend with good taste, or at least I hoped she thought I tasted good. What's gotten into me? I had never wanted to be with another woman before, and I knew that I liked penis very much. Hell, I didn't even know if Adrian was into women. All I did know was that as the days kept creeping along, I kept creeping her facebook. Then one day I found the picture that changed everything: Adrian and another girl, kissing and holding each other.

Hopefully, I would be just as lucky.

We met up at a posh Italian restaurant at sun set. Adrian's figure was hugged by a red halter dress and silver bangles cuffed her wrists. She asked me about my life, staring attentively as I answered and drank wine. After about my third glass, I got up the courage.

"So have you been in a relationship lately?"

She sighed, "Well, there was this one guy. He was really into, let's just say he liked it a bit too hot for my taste. It didn't last long," my heart sunk into my chest, "but I did find some new things I liked, so it's all good." "Like what?" "Well, Chelsea I don't know you very well. You might be put off by it." "I don't know, I teach high school so I've pretty much seen it all."

I couldn't help myself, looking down her bosom as I ended my sentence. She didn't miss a beat, and her innocent smile became a sexy smirk.

"After dinner, let me show you."

We went back to her apartment after our first meal was finished. We sat down on her plush sofa. There was an awkward silence, but then I could not hold in my desire any longer. I grabbed her head in my hands and kissed her. She kissed me back, her tongue making its way past my glossed gates and into my mouth. We explored each other's mouths for a good ten minutes before taking it into her bed room. 

"Adrian, I've never done this with a woman before," I said as she say me down. "Don't worry, I was nervous when I first tried it too. Let's just say it's like being with a man who actually knows what you want."

I nodded, and let her lay me back and pin me down with her embrace. She sat up and began to remove my blouse. Then she turned around and let me un-zip her dress. She turned around, and began making her way down my body. She began kissing my lips, her luscious pair making stops behind my ear and then at the nipples. 

"Chelsea, how far do you want this to go?"

I thought for a moment. If Peter or my friends could see me now they would be disgusted. But seeing Adrian there, the way her body made me want her specific brand of loving quickly overtook any sort of regret I anticipated having. 

"As far as you want me to go on you."

Adrian took my suggestion and flipped over so that her beautiful pussy was above my head. She began to stroke my clit lightly, teasing me like I had never thought possible. She then lowered her sweet sex to my grateful lips, and I had my first taste of a woman.

It was odd at first, but then her scent overtook me like the scent of blood commands a vampire. I licked her and sucked her inside, gently biting and pulling her clit. Adrian moaned in bliss, and I took that as a cue to hold her thighs to my cheeks, going as deep into her as I could go. I felt her shudder and clamp onto my face, and for a moment I thought I was going to pass out, but then she slid over to the side. 

I looked into her eyes, I had done my job. She kissed me passionately.

Baby, that was amazing. I'm afraid I was a bit too busy enjoying myself to return the favor, but let me make that up to you now. Close your eyes.

I obeyed, and felt her slide off the bed. I heard her walk over to a dresser and open a drawer. Oh how I wanted to peak, to see what little surprise she had in store for me.

"Open your eyes. Will this do the trick?"

I opened them to see the most beautiful woman in the world sporting a giant strap on.

"Before I was completely turned onto women I needed some, transitional consideration," Adrian said. "So you are totally lesbian now?" "Yes, but you don't have to decide just yet. I do want to pop your lesbian cherry though, so to speak."

My sweet spot ached for the attention I had never known I needed. 

"Make the decision for me."

Adrian climbed back onto the bed, and set the plastic cock ready for entry. She pushed in gently at first, to make sure she didn't hurt me, and then she began with a slow pulse, in and out, in and out. I wanted her to take it up a notch, so I sat up as she entered me and grabbed onto her. I began to dance on her lovely plastic pole, whither my body into life with her dance. I had never felt like this before. 

Then she hit a button at the toy's base, and a waterfall of cum slid down her toy as I shook in seizure-like orgasm. 

We held onto each other for an hour afterwards, kissing and touching the areas of our mutual conquest. I could never go back to just fucking men after that.



First Taste



I leaned back in the tub, and the warm water lapped around my body. After a long day of shopping and planning, I needed some extra time to relax and make myself ready for the upcoming evening. I had huge plans for my husband and myself. Hopefully by the end of the night, his inhibitions would be gone and the earth would be moving.

Don't get me wrong, our marriage was good. Mike was five years older than me and he knew how to treat a lady. I had everything I wanted plus knowing that he loved me. It was perfect except in one place, the bedroom. In the year that we had been married, there had been no adventure in the bedroom. Absolutely nothing exciting happened. Once a week, we would take our clothes off, he would get on top of me, make a few good thrusts, and then he would roll off and go to sleep. The rest of the time, he was always asleep before I could even get in bed.

I didn't want to have an affair, but I wanted more. I wanted excitement. I wanted teasing. I wanted to feel his breath between my thighs. I wanted him to lick my pussy. Most of all, I wanted to have an orgasm that I didn't bring on myself. Hopefully, all of the preparations that I was making would give me the results I wanted.

I filled my hands with the warm bath water and let it fall on my bare skin. The heat engulfed my body. The light lavender scent of the oil in the water tickled my nose. The oil also made my skin silky soft. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations.

The bath was more than just relaxation. It was in preparation for the night. I took a little extra care while preparing for myself for Mike. After I shaved my legs, I shaved my bush. I had always kept it trimmed neatly, but shaving it smooth was something new to me.

Manipulating the razor around the sensitive parts excited me. I rubbed my hand over the freshly shaved area. The baby smooth skin felt so good. I let my fingers wander down to my lips. I rubbed them up and down my slit. The feeling of excitement grew stronger inside of me. Spreading my lips, my fingers found my clit. It was beginning to swell with desire. I rubbed little soft circles around it and it hardened more. Images of Mike's head between my thighs floated through my thoughts. In my mind, my fingers were actually his tongue. I could feel the soft flicker of it all over my pussy.

I could feel the slick excretions increase as I stroked up and down between my soft lips. I gently penetrated myself with first one finger, then a second. A rush came over me when I stretched the inner walls of my pussy to accommodate both digits. I moved them in and out of me, slowly at first. As my feelings intensified, my rhythm increased. My hand was slapping against my skin under the water. The water was sloshing around my body. My thumb found my hard clit and pressed hard onto it, making small circles. Before I realized it, my legs were quivering, and my hips were involuntarily moving to meet each thrust of my own fingers. My thighs gripped my hand, and the orgasm consumed me. My breathing was fast and heavy. I felt my own muscles contract and grip my hand from within as I came.

I sank down in the water, letting it cover me up to my neck. I had to get my heart rate back under control before I could get out of the warm silky water. The diversion had cost me only a few minutes, but I had to rush to finish getting ready before Mike came home from work. I dried off quickly and sprayed some pheromone perfume all over my body, including across my thighs and hips. I quickly dressed in what I believed to be the sexiest thing I could buy.

I looked in the mirror and was amazed. The black leather corset was cinched up to show off my tiny waist and give me maximum exposure of my breasts. Their luscious mounds peeked over the top of the leather, which barely covered my nipples. The bottom of it hit just above my pubic area. There were attached elastic garters, which I gently connected to black thigh high stockings. The garters and the hem of the corset outlined my freshly shaved pussy. That was all I planned to wear to greet Mike when he came home from work.

Plates of fruits and cheeses were placed around the blanket and pillows that I had spread on the living room floor in front of the fireplace. The small fire crackled as I double checked to make sure everything was perfect, including fluffing the pillows. I lit several scented candles around the room and turned off the lights. The glow from the candles and the fire gave the room a very romantic feel.

Hearing his car in the drive, I grabbed the wine and glasses from the kitchen. I set them down beside the blanket and lay down seductively facing the door.

"What is this?" he asked as he dropped his keys on the table beside the door.

"I thought you needed a little special treatment tonight. Come and sit." I patted the pillows beside me.

His facial expressions said he was a bit hesitant, but he joined me on the floor. I moved close to him and gave him a light kiss on the lips. His lips were always soft and tender. He responded by wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me closer. My tongue darted in and out of his mouth. I could feel his heart beating faster. I straddled his outstretched legs and untied his tie. I let it drop to the floor in a small heap. As I was unbuttoning his shirt, he fixed his eyes on my outfit.

"So what is this?" he asked pointing to the corset.

"Just a little something I picked up. I thought you might like it."

"I like it all right. I've never seen you in something like that, but I do like it."

"I am hoping we find a few other things that are a bit out of the norm tonight," I said smiling a devious little smile.

"Should I be worried?" he asked jokingly.

"Not at all. I promise nothing will hurt," I told him as I placed a strawberry against his lips.

He bit into the strawberry and some of its juice ran down his chin. I slowly licked it off. I felt the bulge in his pants growing and pressing into me.

I poured both of us a glass of wine and then climbed off of his lap. He had not taken his eyes off of me the entire time. I began to unbutton his pants as he sipped his wine. Crawling between his legs, I worked his pants and boxers down to his thighs. His cock was almost completely erect. I picked up another strawberry and dipped it in some melted chocolate. I brushed it around his nipples, across his chest, and down his abdomen, leaving a trail of chocolate. I dipped it into the chocolate once more and continued the trail down to the edge of his cock. As I started up the underside of his shaft, the quizzical look came over his face.

"What are you doing?" he asked as I was trailing the warm chocolate all over his hard cock.

"Trust me," I whispered. "You are going to be pleased."

I was growing wetter with every passing moment. I wanted to make this last as long as possible, but it was hard to be patient. I leaned over and let my tongue follow the trail of chocolate around his right nipple. I took a little extra time to suckle on it, making sure that I licked every drop of chocolate from it, before moving across to his left one. Both of them grew hard in my mouth as my tongue rolled around them. I followed the path to his stomach, licking and sucking all the way down his hot skin. The chocolate was much sweeter coming off of his body than out of a bowl. Even though he was not saying anything, I knew he was enjoying what I was doing. His entire torso was rising and falling with his deep heavy breaths. The chocolate had pooled around the base of his cock, which was standing at full attention by that point. My tongue found the small puddle and lapped it up gently. I started to lick the underside of his shaft just above his balls when he tried to stop me.

"What are you doing?" he asked grabbing my head.

"Didn't I say trust me?"

"Yes, but..."

His sentenced ended abruptly when I ran my tongue up the shaft of his throbbing cock. I could feel it pulsating as I took its large head into my mouth. My lips encircled it, and I gently sucked and licked around it. His hands pushed against my head, attempting to make me stop one more time, but my actions told him that I would not. I took more of him into my mouth, and his arms relaxed. He had given in to me on this one. I was one step closer to getting exactly what I was longing for. His acceptance excited me more. I could feel the juices leak from me and slowly begin to trickle down my thighs.

I moved my head up and down on his shaft a little faster. He groaned in pleasure as I sucked his cock for the first time. I could feel the veins bulging on his member as my lips traveled its length. I could taste the small amount of cream as it leaked from him. I sucked harder, knowing he was about to explode in my mouth. His body tensed. And he let out a loud moan. His hot cream hit the back of my throat. The ache between my thighs increased as I swallowed his salty cum.

I looked up at him from my position between his legs. His eyes were closed. His face was relaxed, and he was smiling. His objections were the farthest thing from his mind. He had really enjoyed his first oral stimulation. I hoped that he enjoyed it enough to return the favor for me.

I straddled him again, letting my wet pussy rest on his cock. Slowly moving back and forth, my juices covered him. I wanted him to feel how excited I was to have his cock in my mouth. I wanted him to get excited enough to explore my pussy for the first time with his tongue.

"That was fantastic," he whispered as I leaned over to kiss him.

"It's not over yet," I whispered back to him. "There is a lot more in store for the night."

I rolled off of him and dripped a little chocolate between the straps of my garter. The warm liquid dropping on my freshly shaved skin sent a wave of excitement through my entire body.

"I can't..."

"Ssshhh," I said, placing a finger on his lips. "Just close your eyes."

Picking up a fresh strawberry, I spread my legs and rubbed it between them. My own cream covered the berry. He opened his mouth when I told him to, and I placed the tip of the fruit between his lips.

"Taste," I told him.

"What is it?"

"Just a strawberry with some cream. "

"My cream," I added after he had eaten the fruit.

His eyes were pleading as he offered his futile argument against eating my pussy.

"I've never done that before," he protested. "I don't know if I know how."

"Trust me. I can tell you what to do, if you need it. I don't think you will need the help though."

Reluctantly, he moved between my legs. I spread my lips for him. He stared down at my shining wet flesh. I felt his hands on my thighs as he lowered his head. His timid breath sent chills through me when it hit my skin.

"Just act like it's an ice cream cone. Lick up and down lightly."

I pushed his head down and lifted my hips. I felt his tongue tentatively touch me, and I took in a sharp breath. Once he had gotten over his initial reluctance, instinct did take control. His tongue brushed up and down my slit. He found my swollen clit and playfully licked around it. My hips moved up and down as his tongue explored my pussy for the very first time. My wetness flowed from me and into his mouth. He lapped it up as if he was dying of thirst. He pushed my legs farther apart. His hands were exploring along with his mouth. He spread my opening as wide as he could, and I felt his thick tongue penetrate me. I couldn't control my moans of pleasure. I was writhing under his touch when the rush hit me. The fire ran through my body, and my muscles tensed. I came with such a force that I screamed. I felt the gush of liquid flow from me.

My desire was virtually insatiable at that point. I raised my hips to meet his probing. I thought he would stop when I came, but he licked me faster and harder, drinking in all of my wetness. His tongue flickered quickly up and down my slit, around my clit, and deep into my pussy. I shook again as another wave ran through me almost immediately. I clamped my thighs around his head, holding him immobile, except for his dynamic tongue. His pace never slowed.

When my legs finally relaxed and fell to the side, Mike crawled on top of me and kissed me. His mouth covered my lips. His tongue darted into my mouth, in much the same way that it had darted into my pussy just seconds earlier. I could taste my juices on his lips. I enjoyed that sweet feminine flavor. His hard cock pressed into me.

This was also something new for Mike. Usually he was done once he had come. There never was a second time with us. He wanted more now. I wanted more too. I wanted to feel his rock hard cock inside me. Spreading my legs, I whispered into his ear.

"Fuck me."

He said nothing as he slid his cock into my waiting pussy. I wrapped my legs around his waist and felt him push into me. His thrusts were gentle and rhythmic.

"Harder," I begged.

Not wanting to disappoint me, he did as I wished. His hips moved faster, pushing his rod into me deeper and harder. His thick diameter filled me. I felt every move he made as he thrust in and out of me. My muscles constricted one last time and milked his cock. That was all it took to cause him to come again. I could feel his muscles rippling as he unloaded inside me. His sweat dripped onto my chest as he supported his weight on his arms and hovered above me. His eyes were closed, and his mouth was smiling. I lay perfectly still underneath him. My only movement was the rise and fall of my chest with each exhausted breath..

Mike was the first to move. He rolled off of me and collapsed on the mound of pillows beside me. He popped a piece of cheese from one of the platters into his mouth and chewed slowly. He held up a second piece for me. I opened my mouth, and he gently placed it on my tongue. I caught his fingers with my lips and softly sucked on them, much the same way I had sucked his cock. He slowly pulled them out of my mouth and laughed.

He refilled our wine glasses and handed one to me. I slowly sipped it. Half of my glass was gone before my breathing was settled enough to speak.

"So, for someone who has never eaten pussy, you sure seemed to know what you were doing."

"I guess you were right," he said looking at me. "It does appear to be instinctive. It didn't hurt that you clamped down on me and held me in place with your thighs so I couldn't move," he said playfully.

"I am curious about one thing though," I said propping up on my elbow. "What finally convinced you to go through with it?"

"I think it was a combination of things. Everything about tonight was perfect. You look incredibly sexy in what you're wearing. Seeing you shaved down there was something that I've never seen before. That was a huge turn on too. Feeling you go down on me was more than I could take. I've never felt anything like that. I have always thought it was gross, but I guess that was because I never experienced it. I thought if you could make me feel like that, I could at least attempt to try to make you feel just as good."

I rolled over and put my head on Mike's shoulder. He wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly.

"You did more than make me feel good. You rocked my world tonight."

My head was on his chest, rising and falling with his steady breathing. He soon drifted off to sleep, and I lay there beside him thinking. Mike had overcome a major hurdle in our sex life. Who knew what other experiences we might have in the future? Other doors could open up for us and take us to new heights of sexual pleasure. I just had to plan them carefully, like I did tonight. The possibilities were endless now.

The thoughts raced through my head as I slowly drifted off to sleep and let my dreams take over my unconscious mind.



First Taste



Another story.........

I've read so many stories about glory hole sex, I've been so fascinated about the anonymous cock poking thru the wall, begging to be sucked. I wanted to experience that, to be the one sitting there waiting for a ripe fat cock to poke thru the wall. To wrap my lips around the heavy shaft, stroking it with my tongue until I am rewarded for my efforts by that thick load of salty cum.

Unfortunately I live in a city where there are no suck booths. There are many adult bookstores, many porn booths, but they have been policed for the holes, repaired or replaced by solid walls. 

One day I was in the city, and decided to get a new toy for my girlfriend. She loves it when I lick her pussy, fingering her sopping cunt till she cums all over my tired and aching hand. So I wanted a new Jelly Vibe to replace my fingers while I eat her pussy, and I went to the porn shop nearest my parking garage. 

It was a rather small place, but with a decent selection of toys and potions. It also had a turnstile leading to the private viewing booths. After purchasing a nice purple cock for my girl, I decided to explore this dark area where people watch movies and whack off with only the barest hint of privacy. 

It was all done in dark wood paneling, with little pictures of random sexual acts portrayed on movie marquis. Each little cubicle was like a dark little phone booth, with only a cheap curtain for privacy. 

There were a few, older men, pretty freaky looking, wandering around and peeking in to the booths. No one was speaking to anyone, and from what I saw, no one was touching anyone but themselves, rubbing hard cocks, trapped inside old faded slacks. It was turning me on.

Finally I walked into an unoccupied booth down a very short hallway. The floor was dirty but it only looked like road dirt. No wadded up tissues, or dried spunk stains in sight. That made me happy enough to sit down and put some coins in the slot

The movies showing were OK, a few nasty porno's with big black cocks crammed into some blond bimbo. A couple of interesting gay flicks caught my attention. I left the dial when a scene came on with a woman and two men sucking each other in a daisy chain.

An Italian looking guy was giving the most incredible service to the other guy's humongous prick. This thing was nearly as big as my forearm but that guy sucked most all of it into his throat. What a stud! I was getting hard as a rock watching this action and had to adjust myself in the baggy jeans I was wearing. 

I was so caught up in the movie, that I didn't notice three pairs of eyes watching me stroke my dick that was poking down my leg. 

Suddenly I felt a hand on my leg and I jumped. This older man, that looked like he should be called Melvin, was staring transfixed by the outline of my big prick. He looked at me in askance, I just shrugged my shoulders in response. I guess that it was enough, because he immediately placed his hand right on my cock and began to slowly trace the length of it with his whole meaty hand.

I didn't know what to do, I was in complete shock that this 50ish geek of a man was standing in front of me, looking like that dude in "Office Space," the one with the stapler, rubbing my cock!

And I liked it!

I looked back to the TV screen and the Italian was laying in 69 position, over the woman, greedily eating her out. He was slurping that pussy as she sucked his prick and that giant piece of man meat was being rammed in his ass.

My cock twitched, and that was all that Melvin needed to feel, for him to drop to his knees in front of me. I didn't even watch him as he unzipped my fly and deftly pulled my throbbing erection from my pants.

I looked at the other two men who had been watching, as Melvin went down on me. 

My GOD! He took my cock completely down his throat at first contact. His nose was buried in my pubic hair. The one man, a skinny fellow with a shaved head just grinned as Melvin worked his magic. Sliding all the way up, then all the way down on my then, huge and pulsing shaft. 

I looked at him again. He looked like a Michael Stripe wannabe. The hunger in my eyes must have been unmistakable, for he stepped forward as he unzipped his pants and presented his nice ripe cock to my waiting lips. 

It wasn't huge, a nice fat 6 inch cock that I craved like a starving man would a sirloin steak. I wrapped my lips around a cock for the second, and not the last time in my life, and swallowed it the way Melvin had my own. 

Melvin was still gobbling my prick like a possessed man, never touching me with his hands, but taking me in full, long, quick strokes that were driving straight to the brink. 

I started to moan around Michael's fat little shaft and stroked him with my spit-lubed hand, while I tongued his head. I felt that wonderful cock start to expand just as I was reaching that same point of ecstasy. 

I exploded

I filled Melvin's mouth with one of the largest loads of hot cum that has ever come forth from my loins. Again and again I sent spurts of my hot seed into his willing and waiting throat. 

Just as I thought I was done, Michael burst forth a hot rush of semen and I tasted a man's cum for the first time. I tried to keep up, but it was pouring from my lips as a renewed torrent came rushing out of my cock, surprising poor Melvin who had just released me, and splattering his face with my pearly jism. 

Melvin went back to work cleaning me off as I sucked Michael till he was limp. When he was done, Melvin just stood up with his head bowed and whispered "Thank You." Michael zipped up and did the same. 

I just sat in shock at my first real homosexual experience and wiped the cum from my chin. Then I zipped up and went home. 

I never saw those two again, and I have yet to return to that bookstore ...alone.



First Taste



This is my first submission, constructive comments are welcome. This happened to me a few years ago, it is the true story of my first male on male oral experience. I hope you enjoy it.

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I was on my second marriage. The first was to a hot blond who cheated on me. The second was to an infinitely more desirable woman. Not a beauty queen, but a lady who really had her act together, and after a failed first marriage, was determined to make the second one work, so she treated me like gold.

I have always been straight, and in fact coming from a rather redneck background, I must admit I was rather homophobic in my youth, but through my life I kept meeting gay folk who were obviously just nice folks, with different taste in partners. I must admit I still couldn't quite understand how they could be attracted to somebody of the same sex, but I learned to accept it.

I am just an average looking guy, 6 feet tall, 190, not super masculine, but not feminine looking either. I am fairly muscular, and I guess that got me a fair amount of attention from both sexes. A few times guys made passes at me. I suspect I didn't even notice the first ones, later it made me feel rather uncomfortable. The last couple I politely declined, but took as a compliment despite my lack of interest.

After I had been with my second wife for about a decade I had some odd dreams. In one I was down on my knees in front of an oriental man, a stranger. He pulled his cock out of his pants and pressed it against my lips. I felt trapped, like I had to cooperate, I opened my mouth, and he slid it in. I wrapped my lips around my teeth and started to move my mouth up and down his shaft. He grasped the back of my head and started to thrust it in and out, he started breathing heavily, panting as his cock pushed into my mouth.

It was uncomfortable, and a bit scary, but thrilling at the same time. I reached up and clutched at his buttocks with my hands, pulling his crotch toward my face as he thrust into my mouth. He started moaning, then pulled my face into his bush, holding his throbbing cock deep in my mouth. I felt it swell, he spurted his seed down my throat. He was so far in, I had no choice but to swallow one spurt after another, it felt like it would never end. Finally he pulled his semi hard dick out of my mouth, it just seemed natural to lick him totally clean.

I woke as I dreamt that I was licking him. I had cum in my pants, my first wet dream since I was a kid. I was confused, yet excited. It had seemed so real, I could feel the texture of his cock against my tongue, the hot liquid spurting down my throat, the taste of his semen as I licked him clean. Was I actually interested in try this? It was exciting, it was such a "forbidden" act in my very straight upbringing.

It preyed on my mind periodically, and I started looking at gay porn sites once in a while, particularly pictures of guys on their knees, sucking cock, and video of cocks spurting cum into open male mouths. I didn't feel any romantic attraction to men, but sexual interest was certainly there. I hadn't reached a point where I was seriously considering trying anything, but it added a lot of excitement to masturbation, and occasionally while having sex with my wife, in my mind I was imagining I had a cock in my mouth.

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I am a computer tech, working for a company who do on site support contracts. It was a Friday in late June when the boss called me into his office. He got a call from our office in the next territory, they were swamped. Things were slow for us, so I was sent to help out. I committed to doing several calls in the area nearest our office so they could focus on the more distance sites. 

The first one was easy enough, just a bad network cable. It only took a few minutes to fix, but it had taken me an hour to get there and the next site was over an hour's drive farther. Unfortunately I was scheduled to be there in just over an hour too. I picked the most direct route I could find on country roads where there would be little traffic and started pushing it. Wouldn't you know it, I got stuck behind a slowpoke on a twisty stretch of road and couldn't pass, I got more and more impatient as the minutes passed.

Finally the road straightened out. As I came over the top of a hill I edged out and could see far down the road, the oncoming lane was clear for more than enough room to pass. I pulled out the rest of the way and hit the gas. As I pulled in front of him, a cop with a hand held radar gun stepped from the cover of the trees onto the shoulder, and motioned for me to pull over. He had me good, I was really flying at that point. There was no way I could make the appointment now, and it was going to be an expensive experience too. As I pulled onto the shoulder I saw his car backed into a gap in the trees facing out toward the road.

I have noticed that police stop protocols vary. In my relatively peaceful rural area, you are expected to wait in your car with your hands visible on the steering wheel, and the officer approaches and "interviews" you. He was an average guy in good shape, maybe late thirties in age, with sandy hair. He walked up to the side of my car exuding that "in control" cop aura. I rolled down the window.

He started as they always do, "License, ownership and insurance please." I dug them out and handed them over. "What's the rush?" he asked. I explained that I was working, and in a rush to deal with an emergency situation. 

"You were going pretty fast there..." 

I couldn't think of anything I could say that would improve the situation, so I kept my mouth shut and nodded. 

"It's going to be pretty expensive,"

Again I nodded. He looked me in the eyes and said, "Though if I'm happy enough it might not be..."

We were alone in the middle of nowhere... could he be looking for some "personal attention?" Before I could change direction from my first impulse, without really even pausing to think, I smiled, "that sounds reasonable, what can I do to make you happy?"  

"I'm going back to my car while you give that some thought. It will take a few minutes before I can start writing that ticket, if you think of anything come on over and tell me about it." He turned and walked back toward his car, hidden in the trees.

Was I really going to do this? I could just sit here and wait for my ticket, but I was excited. I had one hell of a hardon at the thought of actually having a cock in my mouth. Before I could have second thoughts, I opened the door and walked toward the gap in the trees where he was parked. Not a car had passed since I was pulled over, all I could hear was insects and the occasional bird chirp.

As I approached I saw him behind his car facing the road, as I walked around the car he pulled down his fly and pulled out his cock. I took a deep breath and walked toward him, sinking to my knees on the pine needle covered ground in front of him. He was not very long, but it was still soft. He was cut and unshaven, in fact he was quite hairy. I reached up and gently lifted his cock, opened my mouth and leaned forward, licking the head gently. I had done it! My tongue had touched another man's cock!

I ran my tongue all around the head, then ran it slowly up and down the sides. I gently cupped his balls as I continued to lick, paying special attention to the head, popping it in and out of my lips, teasing the slit with my tongue. He stood there with his hands on his hips, getting harder and harder, it was over six inches long, very straight, jutting out toward me, angled slightly upward.

He rested his hands on my shoulders, and started thrusting gently toward me, I took his cock into my mouth and pushed my lips down as far as I could. I was amazed that it felt just like I had imagined in my dream. I gagged a little as it went too far, backed off and went down again. I started bobbing my head back and forth, he moved his hands gently to the back of my head, hold in it in place as he pushed his hips forward, fucking my mouth with his cock. He probed ever deeper, and whenever I gagged he backed off a little. I had my eyes closed, just trying to absorb the experience. I heard a click and I opened my eyes, he had his cell phone in his hand, taking pictures of me with his cock in my mouth. It hardly registered on me, I continued to worship his cock.

I placed my hands on his buttocks, squeezing them gently as he thrust into my mouth. After a few minutes I could hear him breathing deeper, in time with his thrusts. I focused on the smooth shaft sliding in and out of my mouth, I was totally focused on giving him pleasure, all I wanted was to give him the best orgasm possible, I had no other thought in the world.

His cock swelled, then pulsed, and he exhaled explosively pulling almost out of my mouth and holding my head firmly so that the head of his cock was just inside my lips. "Don't swallow," he commanded. The first spurt burst into my mouth, coating my tongue, with a strange bitter taste. With his left hand grasping my hair so I couldn't move my head, he stroked his cock, filling my mouth with spurt after spurt of semen. Finally he exhaled explosively, I held he semen in my mouth. He pulled the head of his softening cock from my lips. "Open your mouth and show me." I opened my mouth, allowing his semen to pool on my tongue at the front of my mouth. "Click," he took another picture. "Close your mouth and swirl it around, really get the flavor." I did has he commanded. "Swallow it, right now, all of it." I couldn't manage all of it at once, I took the first gulp of thick slimy semen slide down my throat. Then working the rest together I swallowed a second smaller gulp of his semen.

Remembering my dream, I leaned forward and licked his cock all over, sucking gently on the head, cleaning him completely. As he zipped up and straightened his uniform he smiled and said , "that was good, you must have done this before."

I got to my feet, dusting off my knees, "I haven't," I replied, looking him in the eyes, "but I might do it again." 

"I work this stretch of road all morning most Fridays, stop by if you are in the area."

As I walked back to my car, my legs were a little shaky with excitement and emotion, I wondered if I could convince the boss I was needed here regularly?



First Taste



“Hey John, Come down here a minute.”

“What the hell’s she want now?” I mumbled to myself.

“Just a sec, the games almost over.”

My wife has a revolving group of friends that get together once a month to play cards. Sometimes it’s a young group; sometimes it’s mixed with some older ladies. This week it appears to be pretty mixed. Usually I try to stay as far away as possible, but tonight I was home early so I tried to hide in the upstairs den and watch the Lakers, but my wife’s been getting me downstairs to show them how to make different types of martinis about every half hour. From all the racket it appears that their having a pretty good time. 

When I get to the bottom of the stairs Bonnie, Beth, and Jeanie are finishing their goodbyes and walking out the door. 

“Better watch those three, their about three sheets to the wind.” Says Bonnie laughing.

“You might have to call them a taxi.”

As the front door shuts and I step into the dinning room I hear one of the women still playing yell “You can’t do that, that’s cheating!”

Still seated at the table are Valerie my wife, her best friend Danny, and another woman from Val’s work Chloe and I can see that all three of them are way past the two drink limit. Poker chips are piled in front of each of them so I assume that their game of choice tonight has been poker.

“You need to play with us; it’s no good trying to play with just three people.” 

Patting the seat next to her, Chloe says “Yeah, sit here, maybe you’ll 

bring me some luck. These people have been taking my money all night.” 

Val starts to get up, bumps the table and they all start giggling. She looks at me and says “Opps, I think we all need another drink.”

There’s nothing worse then being the only sober person at the party so I tell Val to make me one to.

We play for an hour and because I’m the only semi sober there person I win two out of every three hands. 

“I think he’s cheating, we should search him and see if he’s hiding cards.”

At that all three of them jump up and surround me, Val starts feeling my left arm and side while Chloe stands in back of me and starts rubbing my shoulders and down my chest, as she does this my head is pressed to the cleavage of her breasts which are quite substantial, and I must say it turned me on more then just a little. Danny who was on the opposite side of the table is laughing so hard I think she’s going to pass out. Finally she gets her breath and says “You look kike you’re wearing giant earmuffs. How big are those things Chloe?”

Chloe steps back and pulls her blouse and bra up over the tops o her tits so we all get a good look, “What do think?”

Val asks “Are they real?’ 

“Feel them and tell me what you think.”

I chirp up and say “I’ll feel them.” And Val gives me a playful smack on the arm.

“It’s ok, he can feel, heck you all can feel.”

With that she pulls her top over her head and unbuttons her bra. I fill kind of embarrassed but Danny and Val step right up to Chloe and start feeling the white satin skin surrounding the large pink areolas, as they do the nipples which had been rather nondescript all of sudden grow to hard little points that beg to be touched.

Danny, while still rubbing says “I’ve never felt another woman’s breasts.”

I can tell that the alcohol has done its work and I wonder how far this little show might go, so I think maybe I can help it along.

“Val have you ever rubbed another girls tits or vise versa?’

“No, but this is kind of sensual. Chloe have you ever touched another women?”

With a little shutter to her voice Chloe answers “Yes, I’ve had sex both men and women, and will one of you please touch or lick my nipple before I go nuts.”

Val bends over and flicks the tip of her tongue to the tip on one nipple and it seems to grow another quarter of an inch instantly. While Val keeps flicking the end of Chloe’s nipple Danny holds the other breast up to her mouth and starts gently sucking on the other nipple.

Val stops and looks over at me and says “Is this brothering you?”

“Are you kidding? You just keep it up and I’ll let you know when I become offended.” 

My wife and I have had sex just about every way to have it, including with another man, but never have I seen or known Val to be intimate with another woman. Seeing her and Danny standing in front of Chloe licking and sucking her tits was a real treat. I figured I’d just keep my mouth shut and let things go where they may.

Chloe is starting to squirm a little; she reaches down and starts to rub between her legs. After a minute she says “We need to get a little more comfortable. Let’s go in the living room.” 

I follow the three of them into the living room almost feeling like they don’t even know I’m there or at the least they don’t care. Chloe’s telling the other two to take their tops off, she wants to touch and taste their breasts too.

I’ve seen a lot of porn movies where the women are going at it, but seeing these three, especially my wife rubbing and sucking each other is the most exciting thing I’ve ever seen. All three are down to their panties now. 

Val looks over to me and says “Honey, What do you think we should do now.”

I ask “Is this turning you on, being with another woman like this?’

“Oh yes, I can’t believe it, but it is. And I can see by the tent in your pants that you’re enjoying it to. Is there any thing you’d like?”

“I’d like to make use of that double ended dildo we have. Should I go get it?”

“Oh yeah, that’d be fun.”

I go up stairs to our bedroom and it takes a few minutes to find our little bag of goodies because Val had put it away the last time we had used the stuff. When I come back down stairs I’m treated to the sight of my wife lying on her back with a pillow under her ass so her hips are up in the air. Her legs are spread and Chloe is between her legs passionately running her tongue up and down Val’s slit, even from here, across the room I can see and hear how wet she is.

Chloe is on her hands and knees with her head between Val’s legs and I tell Danny to get on her hands and knees facing away from Chloe so their buts are facing each other, about a foot apart. I have a dildo in my hand that’s twenty inches long and has a cock looking head on both ends. I first run my fingers up and down one pussy and then the other, both are soaking wet so I have no problem inserting first one end of the dildo into Chloe’s pussy and then the other end into Danny’s dripping snatch.

I hold the dildo by the middle as both women start to ease their asses back toward each other, burying the fake cock deeper and deeper into their eager pusses. I remove my hand and their two ass’s come together completely engulfing the huge dildo. They both start moaning as they rock forward, to the point where the dildo almost slips out of their holes, and then back so their ass cheeks slap together.

I move over to my wife and pull off my pants, she props herself up on her elbows as I hold my cock out to her. Chloe still has her face buried in Val’s pussy. My wife starts sucking on the head and I think I’ve died and gone to heaven, here I am getting a blow job, and two other women slam a giant dildo in and out of their pussies while one of them tries to eat the lips off of Val’s vagina.

“Val, I think you should taste some of this pussy, see if you like it as much as I do.”

“OK, but what should we do with this?” As she says this she gives my saliva covered cock another lick.

“Danny pops her head up and says “You eat this and we’ll eat that.

With that both Chloe and Danny roll over on their backs and spread their legs. Val gets down between Danny’s legs and starts’ eating out her pussy like it’s something she’s been doing her whole life. She spends a minute between Danny’s Leg’s and then slides over and starts munching on Chloe’s soft shaved mound.

I kneel next to Danny’s and Chloe’s heads and start stroking my cock. It’s so hard and throbbing that it almost hurts. Watching Val eat one while shoving her fingers in and out of the other’s pussy is too much.

I start stroking faster and faster. I don’t know who, but one of the girls starts touching my anus with a wet finger. Just as I’m on the edge of erupting the finger slides up my ass as far as it can go. This is the last straw. The first spurt of cum flies at least two feet, falling across both Chloe’s and Danny’s breasts, the second, not quite but almost as strong I direct into Danny’s open mouth. The last couple of drops start to fall from the tip but Chloe uses her tongue to catch them before they fall.

Val has picked her head up, watching me cum.

“Wow, if this kinda stuff is going to cause that kind of a reaction we’ll have to try it again.”

Danny who was still licking the sperm from her chin and lips chimed in with “You can count me in. Maybe next time I’ll bring Bill, I’m sure he’d like a little of this.”

As Val rubbed up next to me, I could smell the aroma and see the juices from the other girls’ pussies on her mouth. With that she gave me a wet open mouth kiss that tasted like pussy.

“I think I may like eating pussy almost as much as you. But we should do it again sometime just to be sure.”



First Taste



This is my first attempt at a gay male story. I've kept it short, but hopefully sweet. Please send feedback if you'd like to see more of the same, perhaps a little longer and with more detail next time. Obviously the more I get the more I'm inclined to write! Also if there are any suggestions for further scenes or stories I'd be pleased to receive them.

First Taste

I couldn't believe I was actually going to meet Phil. It was one thing to enjoy a dirty hotel threesome with him and his sexy girlfriend, which we'd managed on the previous Saturday night. But it was an entirely different prospect to meet him on his own.

It had all started when we'd arranged to meet at a local hotel. I'd never met Phil and Karen before, I'd answered a swinger's ad and was quite pleasantly surprised when the couple turned up at the room. Karen was quite pretty, very busty, and a fantastic fuck as it turned out. It was a bit of a shock when Phil had asked openly if he could suck my cock along with his girlfriend, but after a little deliberation I thought to myself, why not?

I was surprised by what a turn on I found the whole situation to be, and I must admit that I thought about our antics for most of the following day. Then, out of the blue on Tuesday I received a phone call from Phil. Was I doing anything that afternoon? The answer was no. Would I like to come over to his place and watch some porn and maybe play a little? I thought about it briefly and decided to throw caution to the wind I took Phil's address, agreeing to meet him at about 4pm.

I parked in the driveway of what I hoped to be Phil's house. My mind was put at rest very soon however when I saw the front door open and Phil smiling just inside the house.

'Hello mate,' he said, stepping back and allowing me over the threshold. '…Tea, coffee, beer?' Phil asked as he showed me into his well furnished living room.

'…Er, a beer would be great, thanks Phil.' I replied. This was a surreal situation for me; I'd never done this before in my life, not with just another man present, I'd been part of more than a couple of threesome's in my time, and had seen a few hard cocks, but this was the first time I'd ever been alone with another man for a sexual reason. I was torn by conflicting emotions and thoughts.

I was slightly dubious about actually touching another man's body, but paradoxically I was excited as well. I didn't really know if I wanted to kiss Phil, or indeed how far I would actually go with him. I had made up my mind to meet him on the spur of the moment, and hadn't given any thought to the situation at all. Perhaps if I'd allowed myself time to think I wouldn't have come.

But I was here now.

'Here you go,' said Phil when he returned from the kitchen. He set the beers down on the table and looked at me. 'What would you like to watch?' he asked.

'Huh?' I replied woodenly. I was caught off guard by Phil's question.

'Porn…' He smiled at me. 'What film?'

'Oh!' I replied, reddening with embarrassment at my stupidity. 'Er… whatever you like.'

Phil put a DVD into the player and pressed the remote. The screen flickered for a brief moment and then the picture solidified. The scene opened with two blonde men sucking a huge black penis. It was a shockingly good picture and I watched the scene develop with interest. The two men were handsome, clean cut and muscular, and the black cock was obligingly long and thick. It was totally new porn to me and I devoured it avidly.

I could feel my cock stiffening at the erotic images on screen and settled onto the sofa next to Phil quite happily.

'Shall we get naked?' Phil asked, already unbuttoning his shirt.

'Sure,' I responded. The DVD aroused me, and the added frisson of forbidden sex with another man was turning me on immensely. I stood and pulled off my clothes, leaving them in a discarded heap next to my seat.

I looked at Phil as he sat next to me watching the screen. He was stroking his long cock gently and I took a moment to admire his flat stomach and muscular, tanned thighs. Phil's cock looked like it would be quite a size when fully erect. It was quite fat, with thick veins along the shaft and topped off by a big, domed head.

I copied Phil and slowly wanked my own decent sized prick to a full bodied erection. He looked across to me and smiled. Without a word Phil reached across the narrow gap that divided us on is sofa, and he calmly placed his hand around my shaft. This surprised me at first. I'd never had a man touch me in such an intimate way before and it was a strangely disturbing feeling. I closed my eyes for a moment and surrendered to the sensation of Phil's fingers slowly massaging my prick. Then I just let myself go completely and made a decision to just enjoy what was happening, to go with the feeling.

'Is that Ok?' Phil whispered, 'Do you like it?'

I opened my eyes and looked directly into Phil's unsure face. 'It's fucking fantastic,' I murmured. 'I… I never realised that a man would do this to me,' my voice faltered as the sweet feelings darted through the head of my cock.

Phil moved closer to me on the settee, so close I could feel the heat from his bare skin next to me. I looked down at Phil's gorgeous erection and felt the overpowering compulsion to touch him as he was touching me. Trembling with the anticipation, I slowly reached out and tentatively took hold of Phil's thick shaft. It felt very, very strange. I couldn't believe that I was holding anther man's prick in my fist. Phil's big, blunt cock head stuck out from my grasp, all purple and angry looking. It was strange to hold his cock. It felt like mine but the dimensions were so unfamiliar, like a once familiar town that I'd not visited for years, it vaguely looked the same but some of the detail was changed.

I began to wank Phil's prick slowly, he groaned and let his head fall back against the backrest of the seat. 'That's nice,' he sighed. 'Wank me, that's it… do it slowly, make me huge.'

Phil let go of my cock and allowed me to massage him, allowed me to get familiar with the new texture and size of a different penis. I felt the incredible power that he had entrusted me with. The power of control over his thick phallus, he was just sitting back and letting me take things at my own pace, and I found I was enjoying his thick maleness as it throbbed in my hand.

'That's enough… no more, please, I'll come.' Phil's voice was a guttural croak as he placed his hand on mine to stop me pleasuring his cock any more.

'I want to try something else now,' Phil said and shifted position on the sofa. 'Just watch the film, let me do some of the work,' he whispered, moving his torso across my body.

I wasn't sure what Phil was up to but allowed him to lie across my lap, his skin electric on mine as our bodies touched. Phil picked my penis up from where it lay, stiff as iron up along my stomach, and I watched with fascination as he licked the head of my cock with the wet tip of his tongue. As he slurped at the dome of my prick Phil looked up at me, he sort of smiled around my cock and then wrapped his lips fully around it, taking me into his mouth.

The sight of this man sucking on my root stunned me. He had his eyes closed as was murmuring as he fellated me, little groans of pleasure escaping from his throat. Phil obviously enjoyed giving head and he was very good at it too, as good as any woman I'd ever experienced in the past.

Phil let my cock plop from his lips and held it tightly in is hand. He licked down my shaft and gently lapped at my hairy balls where they nestled in my lap. Then he wanked me a little before sucking on my helmet yet again. His face was filled with lust as he tugged hard on my prick and I felt my spunk beginning to threaten.

'Oh God,' I groaned. 'I think it's going to explode.'

'Not yet it's not,' Phil grinned at me. I could see his cheeks smeared with my pre cum from where he'd been lapping at the sides of my stalk and the helmet had rubbed against his face. 'It's not come time yet my beauty,' he sighed, moving up to kiss my mouth.

This was another first for me, kissing another man. Not only was he kissing me, but also I could taste my own prick on his tongue. My cock surged with lust when Phil broke away from me; he smiled at me wickedly, 'Your turn.'

I looked at Phil's big cock where it jutted from his sparse pubic bush and I knew I had to suck it. I bent low over Phil's lap and took my first taste of penis. It wasn't like I expected at all. His dome was very slippery and my tongue slid all around it before I managed to control his slick helmet. I felt the smoothness of the head and ran the tip of my tongue underneath it and felt the bump of his banjo string.

I copied Phil's actions and licked the length of him, even licking the soft sac that covered his testes. Phil's cock began to leak pre cum of its own, and I savoured the clear, syrupy fluid as I slurped at it eagerly.

'Oh yes!' Phil hissed through clenched teeth. 'Suck my cock, you bastard. That's right, all the way in; suck me… That's so good.'

His words spurred me on and I devoured his prick, slobbering over it, and even rubbing the slippery, oozing purple head of it around my face as I'd seen porn stars do. I looked up at Phil as I took his shaft into my mouth, wanking him at the base of his cock as I sucked, his eyes were closed and his face twisted with the pleasure I was giving.

'Stop! …No more!' Phil shouted loudly. 'I'm so close… stop, please.'

I let Phil's cock fall out of my mouth and sat up straight in the chair. 'What's the matter?' I asked, puzzled.

'Nothing, nothing at all, that was fucking fantastic,' he panted, his chest heaving. 'We'd better stop soon,' he continued. 'My wife… She'll be home soon.'

'Your wife?' I asked incredulously. 'So who's Karen?'

'My girlfriend, she's my girlfriend. I met her at work, she's hot stuff as you know, we started an affair, but she's got more than enough of an appetite for me. That's why we did the threesome…' Phil's admission left me bemused.

'And your wife?' I asked.

'Well… you know how it is…' He left the rest unsaid. 'Anyway, she'll be home soon…'

He leant across me again and took my cock into his mouth once more. Fuck it, I thought to myself. I couldn't give a shit about Phil's wife. I'd come here today to get my first taste of cock and I'd bloody well enjoyed myself. If Phil had a wife and a girlfriend, that was his look out.

I sat back and enjoyed Phil's busy tongue as he sucked and licked at my cock again.

'You Ok?' he asked after a few moments of action.

'Oh yes, I sure am,' I replied contentedly.

'Great,' Phil replied, brightening instantly, 'Let me taste your come.'

Phil wanked at me and sucked like a demon. He licked at my shaft and drooled over my fat prick like a slut. I felt my spunk begin to spurt, and Phil bravely took the first two jets into his mouth. My gushing cock arced thick gobs of semen onto Phil's face, some of it spattering his hair. I continued to spit my goo from the end of my prick, and Phil greedily licked the last oozing drops as it seeped from the eye of my cock.

Instantly he offered his mouth to me and I kissed him deeply, tasting the saltiness of my own semen on his wriggling tongue. When he broke off the kiss Phil's face was coated with my spunk and I could see his big prick was in need of my attention.

I fell to my knees in front of Phil and began to suck at his hugely engorged prick again. He groaned and sighed at my efforts and caught me by surprise when the first jet of hot liquid spurted onto the back of my throat. I knew I wouldn't be able to swallow his load, well not at this first attempt anyway, so I let his spitting cock spring from my mouth.

I felt the shock of his hot semen hitting my face; I tried to catch his gushes on my tongue, and some of Phil's spunk found its target, whilst other spurts of the stuff gouted thickly onto my cheeks and face.

'Oh yes, you fucking cumslut,' Phil growled as he watched me take his thick drops on my tongue and upturned face. 'Drink my cum, you whore,' he continued to swear at me as his orgasm surged through his cock end.

I stood and kissed Phil on the mouth, taking control this time and pushing my spunk smeared tongue deep.

Phil and I stood naked, our pricks dangling at half mast, still dribbling thick goo from our cock ends. Our faces were smeared with our mixed deposits, and we must have taken his poor wife completely by surprise when she opened the front door and surveyed the scene of debauchery that awaited her return.



First Taste



For the first time, he sat beside her in the math lecture. He was a brain. She was envious that he could arrive everyday to class, seemingly stoned out of his mind, and yet he had managed to make the dean's list in the first semester. He had beautiful green eyes and a wicked sense of humour. She was drawn to him, but was very shy. 

They did not hang around in the same circles at all. She was a jock. A star track athlete, swim star and rugby player. She was popular around her peers but had no interest in drugs, so she and Rex had never connected. He was also a bass player in a rock band and, from what she had heard, was pretty hot up on stage. He joked around a lot in class. She liked the way he smiled and loved hearing him laugh. 

Watching him outside the lecture hall one day, she noticed the way his jeans outlined his cock. It looked big and thick. She was still a virgin. She masturbated by fantasizing about guys in her classes and the guy rugby players, especially about tasting their cocks. Rex would be her fantasy that night. She unconsciously licked her lips as she stood watching him. He happened to spot her standing there, licking her lips, staring at his crotch. His eyes got big and his face turned a bright red. He flashed a shy smile at her. She swore she saw his cock swell within the confines of his tight jeans! She smiled back, embarrassed as hell, and went into her next lecture. 

She had lots of male friends. But, that's all they were - friends. They were a little in awe of her looks. She had long blonde hair and big blue eyes that everyone always commented on. She was slim and had long legs, a nice firm ass and high, round, perky tits. But, she was taller than a lot of them and was a confirmed jock, dedicated to her sports. It intimidated most guys. She was shy, too, never encouraging them, so she seemed aloof.

She also had a pussy that seemed to be horny all the time. It wasn't unusual for her to masturbate two, sometimes three times a day. At school, she'd sometimes go into the bathroom stall and quietly jerk herself off between classes. She wondered what everyone thought of her flushed face as she'd stroll into class. Oh, if the guys only knew that there was a very horny virgin in their midst!

About a week later, in math tutorial, she was struggling with a new concept from the lecture. The teaching assistant was busy with other students. Rex, awake for once, was beside her and was working industriously on the assignment. She turned to him and smiled. He looked up and grinned back, his face turning red. 

"You having problems?" he asked. 

She nodded and sighed, "I seem to have lots of them with this course."

He leaned over her, so they could read the handouts together. He began to patiently explain the new concept. He was able to simply convey the methods that the professor had made sound so difficult. Although, she had a hard time concentrating on what he was saying, watching his full lips as he spoke.

"Oh!" she finally said. "The way you explain it actually makes sense. Why didn't Prof. Peters show us this in the beginning?" 

He laughed and said that if he had made it too easy, we wouldn't need him! She thanked him and reluctantly resumed her work. Her clit was achy and throbbed. She squirmed in her chair, pressing her clit against the hard seam of her jeans. 

"Bathroom break soon," she thought to herself.

The next day in the lecture, Prof. Peters gave them a huge assignment where they had to work with a partner. She turned to Rex as he tapped her on the shoulder. They both just smiled and nodded at the same time. They laughed and turned their attention back to Prof. Peters who had begun to ramble on about some new concept. After class, they stopped by the coffee shop. 

"Do you want to get together tomorrow to start this thing?" Rex asked. 

"I can't tomorrow because I have a rugby practice. How about the library tonight?" she said. 

"Sure. What time is good for you?" he replied. 

"How about six?" she asked. 

She showed up at six, on the dot. She was a little nervous! It would be tough having to sit there, so close to him, and pay attention to the project. But, she was looking forward to spending the time with him, getting to know him, without any of his spaced out buddies hanging around. He arrived a few minutes after her, with a shy smile, and sat down beside her. His hair was still damp from a recent shower. He smelled really good. They spread their books out on the table. They started talking about the math course and then that evolved to talking about school in general. They compared notes on various people they both knew and had a few good laughs about each other's stories. 

They talked and talked until she noticed that the time was getting late. They had been shooting the shit for almost three hours! They laughed about how much work they had got done on the project. She asked him if he wanted to try again for the next night. They agreed to get together after classes the next day, at her dorm. She thanked him for helping her with the project and that a great mark would be sure to pick up her failing grade. He brushed her thanks aside and said that he was looking forward to working with her. He added that it would not take them very long to finish. She was more than a little disappointed with that bit of news because it meant that their time together would be short. 

He arrived at her dorm after classes. He looked really uncomfortable standing in the hall, his face turning a bright red. She wondered if maybe he was having second thoughts about working with her. She asked him in. Fortunately, her roomie was out. They opened the math books and started to get to work. Rex was patient and explained everything really well. 

In no time, they were half way through the project. She leaned back in her chair and stretched, her young pert breasts straining against her tee shirt. His eyes immediately were drawn to her boobs, which suddenly had two very perky nipples poking thru the thin material. She quickly brought her arms down and blushed. He stammered something about having to go to practice with his band. She said that she had to work on her other course assignments, anyway. They agreed to meet the next day, same time, back at her place. 

That night in bed, she thought about his eyes on her breasts and started to create a fantasy. Her hand slid between her thighs as she drifted in fantasyland. He was standing before her; she was sitting on the edge of her bed. His cock was in his hand and he was offering it to her hungry lips. Her tongue licked around his cock head. She licked from the base to the tip, pressing firmly against the spongy part of his cock. A big blob of pre-cum oozed out of the slit. The ache between her thighs grew and pulsated beneath her fingers. The orgasm exploded, making her melt into her bed. Trying not to wake her roomie, she panted, her body flushed and hot.

"Ohhh boy," she thought to herself. "I'm going to make working with Rex almost impossible if I keep this up!! 

Next day, he walked with her back to her dorm after classes. They talked like they had known each other for ever. She found him funny, with a warped sense of humor like hers. They were feeling more comfortable with each other now and it showed. Once again, back at her room, they were alone. They sat on her bed, spreading their books out. Rex began to explain a difficult concept, his head bent over the book, close to hers. Her mind was not on the math, but on his hands that were holding the book and pointing to various things on the page. 

She had heard that you could tell the size of a guy's cock by the size of his hands, most importantly, his thumb. Rex's thumb was a good size. She wondered what his cock was like. Suddenly, she noticed Rex looking quizzically at her. She realized that he had asked her a question and that she hadn't been paying attention. Her face grew bright red, wondering what he would say if she told him what her thoughts were, at that very minute. His lips were close to hers.

She thought, "What the hell. You only live once. And, I gotta find out what kind of kisser he is!" 

With those full, sensuous lips, she bet that he was an awesome kisser! She leaned into him and softly placed her lips against his. She was surprised that he didn't seem too shocked by her behaviour. He pressed against her lips and at the same time, their lips parted. His tongue darted between her lips and searched for her tongue. She gave it freely to him, her tongue dancing with his. The ache between her legs suddenly grew more intense. She felt his hand grab a boob and she moaned into his mouth.

It felt really good to feel his hand on her boob. There seemed to be a direct connection between the pressure of his hand and the wetness that was oozing from her pussy. His hand moved, from her boob, down her stomach, to the waistband of her jeans. She squirmed against him, mouth hungrily kissing his. His hand slid over her zipper to the hot apex of her thighs and tentatively cupped her pussy. The gentle pressure and heat from his hand made her clit throb and pulsate.

She greedily sucked on his tongue, wondering if she'd ever get to suck his cock like that. He groaned against her lips, as if reading her mind! She could tell he was getting aroused. Her hands slid down his chest to the fly of his jeans. Did she dare go any further? She did. Her hand slowly crept down the front of his jeans. She could feel his cock! It felt big and very hard. It twitched beneath her hand like an animal trying to get free. Rex groaned and thrust his cock against her hand. She groaned at the thought of freeing his cock from the confines of his jeans. She stroked him firmly through the fabric. God, his cock felt huge!!! 

She ran her fingernail down, and back up, the bulge that was now outlined against his left thigh. Just as her fingers fumbled with his zipper, they heard voices in the hallway, then her door started to open, her roomie bidding her friends adieu. Rex jumped up. His face a flaming red, he stammered that he had better go dinner. He covered his cock with his knapsack. She followed him to the door and reluctantly said goodbye. 

Next day, she waited for him outside one of his other lectures. She was wearing skin tight jeans and a very tight tee shirt. She was feeling very hot and VERY horny. He came out with a few of his friends. When he saw her, his eyes lit up and his face turned beet red. She shyly smiled at him and he smiled back. His friends saw his gaze directed at her and her eyes on him and they started elbowing him and teasing him. His face turned even redder!! He sauntered over to her. 

"Hi," she grinned. "Your buds giving you a hard time?" she asked. 

"Nah," he answered. "They're just jealous. Do you want to get together tonight?" he asked. 

"How about after classes?" she returned. "No track today. Hey! Maybe we could work outside. It's a gorgeous day and the temperature will be perfect in the afternoon." 

They met outside the coffee shop. Her clit was achy and tingly as she spied him. He was sooo hot! She found him incredibly sexy. His eyes always sparkled mischievously when they bantered back and forth, both of them quick to retaliate with wit and humor. She enjoyed being around him. He saw her, smiled back, and went over to her. 

"Ready?" he asked. "Any idea where we can go?" 

"Let's go to the woods over by the football field," she answered. "There is a really pretty spot, near the stream. It's pretty quiet and secluded." 

They walked side by side, shoulders gently bumping against each other. They chatted about a movie they had both just recently seen. As they entered the woods, they had to walk single file because of the narrow path. She led the way, feeling his eyes on her ass as she climbed over fallen trees. A turn here, a turn there and suddenly they were in a small clearing by a stream. It was perfect! The sun was brightly shining and it was warm. The cicadas were humming in the trees overhead, a few birds singing happily. The water gurgled at their feet. She put her knapsack down and pulled out a big blanket. Rex grinned at her and helped her spread it out on the ground. They both flopped down onto the ground and lay on their backs.

She was very aware of him lying next to her. The heat from his body made her heart beat even faster. They turned to look at each other at the same time. Their heads close enough, so that their lips touched. She gazed into his eyes as their mouths pressed against each other. Lips parted, tongues darted. 

As their tongues danced and intertwined, the ache in her clit grew and grew. She turned to him and slid on top of him as his arms pulled her closer to him. As she lay on top of him, she could feel his cock throbbing and pulsating against her pussy. She groaned and pressed her body closer to him, gently grinding her pussy into his cock. Their mouths hungrily kissed, hands running up and down sides and backs and breasts. She pulled her mouth away from his and nuzzled his neck. His cock twitched against her pussy. She leaned back and slid her hand between their bodies. Her hand groped for the zipper to his jeans, tugging it open. She then stopped what she was doing, took a deep breath and began to whisper into his ear. 

"I've never done this before Rex. I..I...I...just wanted to tell you so that you don't expect me to know exactly what to do. "

He cleared his throat and mumbled into her ear,"Tabby, I have to honest with you. I've never done this before either. I've dreamed and fantasized a lot about it, but I'm a virgin too."

She leaned back in his arms and grinned at him. "I'm so glad that we are going to be each other's firsts!"

Her hand slipped inside the opening of his jeans and met a steely hardness. It was Rex's turn to groan and grind his hips into her hand. She fumbled with the opening of his briefs, finally finding his cock, which seemed to be having ideas of its own. Her hand pulled out this beautiful, throbbing, purple headed cock. There was a large blob of precum, glistening on its tip. 

Her eyes grew wide and she purred with anticipation of what was to happen next. She had read and masturbated to many stories telling of women who loved the taste of sperm. She was anxious to try her own hand at sucking a guy's load. As she gazed upon her first real live cock, she found herself salivating at the thought of wrapping her lips around Rex's cockhead. Her tongue tentatively snaked out and lightly grazed the big blob of precum. A long silky string of precum hung from her tongue to his cock, glistening in the warm sunshine as it stretched further and further. She almost died and went to heaven at her first taste of precum! It was deliciously salty and sweet at the same time. She had to have more!!! Her tongue went back for more and, this time, swept the whole blob off the tip of his cock and swept it into her mouth. "MMMMMMMMmmmmm," she moaned, savoring the seductive taste of Rex.

Rex was doing some of his own moaning as his cock had a life of its own, dancing and jumping under her tongue. She lowered her head and licked, sweeping her tongue from the bottom of his cock to the tip when, suddenly, a loud crashing and thrashing noise came from behind them in the woods. 

They jumped up quickly, trying to rearrange clothes as a group of frat boys emerged into the clearing, close by. Rex couldn't get his cock into his pants fast enough, so she grabbed him to her and started kissing him, holding him and his cock tightly to her. The boys, seeing them in the tight embrace, guffawed and called out a few wisecracks but, thankfully, kept on going. By this time, Rex and Tabitha didn't even hear them leave, as they were caught up in a very long, deep, earth shattering kiss. 

Her clit was aching and she could feel the moistness ooze from her pussy. She ground her hips against Rex's cock, groaning against his tongue and mouth. She slipped out of his embrace, slid down the length of his thighs and knelt in front of him. His cock stuck straight out in front of him, many drops of silky precum now dripping down his shaft. Her tongue slowly swept up the underside of his cock collecting the oozing cumm. He tasted delicious and she wanted more! She looked up at him, a long string of precum hanging from her wet, luscious lips. He groaned, placing his hands on either side of her head. She huskily whispered that she wanted to taste his cumm. He hoarsely whispered that he wanted to feel her mouth on his cock. 

"Please take me in your mouth." 

Her eyes sparkled as her lips opened in anticipation to accept his cock into her virgin mouth. Her lips slipped over his cockhead. What an amazing feeling! His cock was hard and warm and so alive! The tip of his cock was firm yet spongy and the amount of precum oozing from his slit was unbelievable! Her hand barely fit around his cock as she held his cock for her mouth.

"Wow!" she thought to herself. "This is it!! This is the "IT" that I have been fantasizing about for so long." 

Rex's cock brought her back to earth. It was throbbing and twitching inside her mouth like a caged animal. She tentatively slid her mouth down the steely hardness of his cock. She wasn't sure she would be able to take his whole 8" into her mouth and as his cock began to slide deeper into her throat, she began to gag. Rex immediately began to cumm. She could feel his cumm blasting against the back of her throat. He cried out, long and hard. She immediately took her mouth off his cock, sperm shooting all over her face and hair. 

"Are you OK?" she asked. She wondered if she had hurt him. Sperm was still flying all over the place, over her head, in her hair. 

"Noooooo," he panted and, pulling her head, urged her mouth back onto his convulsing cock.

She managed to capture the last few spasms of his orgasm. His cumm tasted so sweet and there was so much of it!!!! His hands loosened their grip on her head as his cock gave a few last dying twitches and slowly deflated inside her mouth. She continued to suck and bathe his cock with her tongue. She gently released his spent cock and looked up at him. His eyes were huge and he was panting heavily. When he saw her face, he began to laugh. "You should see yourself," he panted. "You have cumm everywhere!!" 

She could now feel ribbons of cumm dripping down her forehead. Her eyelashes had several pearls of cumm dripping off their tips. Her cheeks were coated and becoming sticky in the hot sun. She laughed, ran a finger down her cheek and swept a splooge of sperm into her mouth. It tasted just as good as her first mouthful! He helped her to her feet and gave her a big hug. 

"That was fucking amazing!!!" he said, beaming from ear to ear. 

"I really enjoyed it too," she replied. "I want to do it again soon!!" 

"How about in a few minutes, after I suck you off?" he said. 

"Ooooooh yesssss!" she begged. "Please!!!"



First Taste



I have often wondered on what was the event that started my fascination of sex with my parents. I have discovered over the years that it can be traced to a single moment when I was 18 years old. 

I awoke wearily on a Saturday morning from the rhythmic sounds of moaning and the bed squeaking. I softly got up, cupped my breasts massaging them awake enjoying the responsive nipples, then I fluffed my small patch of dark pubic hair. You could portray me as a voluptuous buxom, 36dd pear shaped breasts, rosy nipples - 30 waist - 40 inch hips, 5 foot 4 with full curly auburn hair, with an hourglass figure. 

I put on a pair of panties, and a tank top, intending to go relieve myself in the bathroom, I passed by my parent's bedroom. They had left the door opened and I could see them naked, my mother facing away from my father, facing the door of their bedroom, with his penis inserted between her legs. I gently slowly opened the door a little more so that I could watch them, then I smelled their sex odors. The pungent smell of sex juices and sweat wafted over me. I could feel my pussy tighten itself and I desperately wanted to caress my breasts to alleviate the throbbing in my clit to my chest. I quietly moan my desire. Then I see my mother looking at me her heavy pendulous breasts bouncing wildly as she rides my daddy's cock. She smiles then with both hands pinches her nipples, my father's dick pops out of her in one violent thrust, then starts to spurt it's liquid all over her chest and face, while she also achieves her orgasm by rubbing her clit on his now deflating cock, I can see their juices leaking over the bed sheets. My mother then gets on all fours, still looking at me and lowers her pussy and ass over my dads face. 

My mother, Kathy, is a large breasted sexually open minded woman of 40 years with natural 36d breasts also pear shaped but showing a little more sag than mine with long protruding nipples, long flowing curly dark brown hair, an hourglass figure.

She then cries in extasy: 'Yes, Jules clean my pussy, lick off your stinky cum!''

She then gyrated her ass over my dad's face while intently looking at me squeezing her hanging breasts. She then lowers her face to the bed and the moans in pure ecstasy:

''Yes Jules you pig, lick my stinky ass, clean me all good before I have to go to work''

I gasped in surprise to knowing my father was actually enjoying licking my mother's asshole and actually cleaning her as she put it. By then my nipples were painfully stretching the front of my tank top, and I could feel my pussy leaking and wetting my panties. My mother was drooling in pleasure her head resting on the bed, my father happily lapping in between her butt cheeks. I was dreaming, it was me there, being thoroughly cleaned by my father. I put a hand inside my panties, cupping my pussy and rubbed myself slowly. But it only ended up frustrating me, and as my mother collapsed on the bed obviously satiated, I made my way to the bathroom.

I was sitting on the toilet replaying the scene I had just witnessed, peeing and relaxing from the pressure release on my bladder. I had forgotten to bring another pair of panties and I didn't want to wear my juiced one back on. I decided to drop them in the hamper in the corner of the bathroom. But as I was bending low placing my panties in the hamper, the door to the bathroom suddenly opened and bumped me on my ass, and in the process I fell forward and to avoid landing face first, I used my arms as my support. In walked my father surprised at seeing me on all fours with my juiced hairy pussy and asshole up in the air. Jules my father, is a very attractive male of 40 some years, dark greying hair, full chest hair, quite tall, and sporting a little belly, and as I noticed earlier, with a gorgeous circumcised penis.

"Oh my! I'm sorry Nancy, I thought you were still in your room sleeping!" I heard him say in surprise.

I tried to get back up, but the hamper was in the way and I had trouble getting my balance, I just managed to wiggle my ass around trying to get my feet back under me. Then I distinctly felt a soft wind on my butt cheeks, as if someone was breathing on them. 

"Absolutely delicious!" I heard in a muffled whisper.

"Sorry what did you say Daddy?'' I asked still trying to get balanced so that I could cover my displayed asshole and puffed pussy lips.

"Oh I was just saying it sure smells like your mother is cooking something delicious''. I heard him say over my shoulder, an obvious lie.

I knew he had just sniffed my asshole and that he had found my smell to be delicious. Oh I so wished he had licked me there, just like he had cleaned Mom earlier. I knew I was leaking from obvious enjoyment; I arched my back even more to display myself proudly to him.

"Here let me help you!" He said as he grasped me by the waist and raised me back to my feet. I slowly turned around still in his arms, I tried to get my hands in front of me in a fake attempt at modesty but he was too close I couldn't cover my pussy. As I turned my erected nipples showing through the thin materiel of the tank top, rubbed against his chest and I moaned in pleasure. I then realised that he was just in his brown boxer shorts and sporting an obvious very leaky erection. He smelled like the odour I smelled when I was watching them in their room. 

"It's ok Daddy, I'm all done here" I said hurriedly, as I brushed past him covering my pussy, his dick rubbing across my hip, I could feel the redness cover my face as I blushed all the way back to my bedroom.

"Be careful that you don't catch a cold like that!" I heard him joke as I closed my door.

Recovering from my embarrassment, I grabbed a fresh pair of underwear, a pink thong this time and made my way back to their bedroom. The smell of pussy and cum was so strong I started squirming right as I entered the room. I could see the wet spots on the bed, where it was covered by cock and pussy secretions and also where my mother drooled in pleasure as my father licked her asshole.

I was curious to know what it smelled and tasted like. I made my way to the foot of the bed, then lowered myself to the stain containing their fuck juices. It had a strong odour, not at all unpleasant. I touched it with a finger and brought it to my nose. I thought it smelled a little like me, and then I tasted it with the tip of my tongue. 

I couldn't get much taste out of it, so I decided to bring my mouth to the wet spot and I started licking it. One hand was busy helping me keep my balance leaning over the bed, while the other, I gently inserted inside the thong on my underwear and started touching my anus, fantasizing that my father was licking me there. 

It tasted divine; it even had small sticky gobs of sperm that I rapidly licked up enjoying the salty taste. I couldn't restrain myself any longer, I inserted my other hand inside my thong and cupped my leaking pussy letting my head rest in the puddle of their fuck juices. I enjoyed caressing my clit and asshole at the same time while also revelling in the smell of their sex all around me.

While I was in the midst of a throbbing orgasm again I felt that breath across my butt cheeks, without thinking I pleaded in pleasure:

"Yes Daddy please lick my ass hole!"

"Oh honey!" I heard my mother, Kathy answer. "It must be so hard not having anyone to fuck, I saw you watching us in the doorway this morning. If I had known how you felt I would have asked you to join us!"

I was in post orgasmic heaven, the fingers of my hand parting my ass, I then felt her tongue glide up and down over my anus, then gently insert itself inside my ass. Her hands parted my butt cheeks so that she could penetrate me more profoundly. She then proceeded in an in an out, licking all around my now pulsating hole. 

With her tongue motion my face was now all covered with the sex juices on the bed. I felt like a wanton slut, but I also desperately needed to have something inside my pussy, penetrating me, making me feel like a real woman. I glanced over my shoulder and I noticed my mother had now taken one hand away from my ass and was removing her panties, she had already taken off her bra which was now lying discarded on the floor near the door. 

She removed her face from my asshole and looked at me with lustful eyes then she said with a loving smile:

"Your father told me you smelled delicious, but you taste even better than I could have imagined! But Nancy you have to start shaving your anus if you want people to taste your asshole, the little hairs can be distracting"

I answered her: "Oh thank you Mom that was so relaxing!"

I then raised my tank top over my head and wiggle my ass to lower my soaked thong to the floor, while I climbed on the bed. My mother followed me, I noticed she had her pussy lips completely shaved and her pubes trimmed in a thin landing strip. She lied down next to me and we entwined our legs together. Her shaven pussy had some stubble on it and it was a bit rough on my pussy lips, but the feeling soon faded and I started to leak all over her leg. 

I faced her and decided to give her a kiss on the lips, she responded, avidly opening her mouth, pushing me on my back she climbed on top of me. She then lowered her head and started sucking on my nipples, she put her whole mouth on my nipple then sucked very hard, then just as my nipple was hardening in her mouth she bit down on it while also pinching my pussy lips, I came instantly in a violent orgasm. 

I drifted to sleep, relaxing as my pussy was being massaged by my mother's fingers. I quickly came to my senses when I felt something trying to penetrate me, then a searing pain bolted me straight up on the bed. In the process I saw a dildo leaving my pussy. My mother kneeling before my spread legs looked up lovingly into my eyes and said:

"Nancy, it was better that I broke your cherry instead of some clumsy boy!"

I quickly realised that I was no longer a virgin as I noticed some of my blood covering the dildo and now leaking from my pussy lips onto the bed sheets.

Kathy, my mother, quickly turned around, placing her legs in between my head and said in a husked whisper:

"Honey, just follow my lead you'll see it feels wonderful. At first the smell might be a bit revolting but you'll get used to it and you'll start to love it as your pleasure grows."

As she said that, I could smell her swollen puffed pussy lips now being lowered to my mouth. She had a faint smell of piss and also of something else, reminding me of the taste of the wet spot on the sheet. I then felt her prying open my now closed lips, and licking my bloody inner lips and now re-emerging clit. 

I gently inserted my tongue in between the pungent folds of her pussy and I tasted her for the first time. I greatly enjoyed her sour and salty taste; I avidly licked up all her juice and plunge my face in her to try to get more! 

I yelled out suddenly and came in violent thrusts as my mother bit down on my clit. Coming down I quickly regained my composure and also bit her hard on her clit. I was surprised that she came instantly, while some warm salty liquid gushed all over my face. 

We must have fallen asleep, because we woke up gently in each others arms while my father was gently prodding us awake. I was at first startled to think he was again watching me naked, but then I realised my mother must have had covered us with the bedspread. I was cuddled in her arms, my face in between her sweating breasts, enjoying her smell and her warmth, I heard her say:

"I'll be down in a minute Jules, Nancy just wanted to snuggle up with me for a few minutes and she must have fallen asleep in my arms."

"That's fine Kathy, you girls enjoy yourselves!" I heard my father reply.

"Oh and by the way Jules, you were right delicious indeed!" I heard my mother call out as my father left the room.



First Taste



Looking up at the clock she knew she only had a few minutes to prepare herself for His arrival home. Moving swiftly she finishes undressing and ties her hair above her head in a tight ponytail. Wearing only her bra, thong, cuffs, collar and leash she proceeds to the front door. Gathering up the leash she slips it into her mouth and kneels, her thighs spread slightly, palms upwards on her thighs and her head high with her eyes positioned slightly lower. 

His key enters the lock and He opens the door, glancing down at her He passes by and hangs His coat up. Placing His hand next to her mouth He waits for her to release the coiled up leash into His hand. His eyes looking over her body and position as He waits.

Sensing His out stretched hand she releases the leash into it, then resuming her position and returns to waiting. Taking the leash He heads for the living room and knows she will be following behind like the good slut she is. Pulling slightly on the leash as He sits in His chair. Kneeling beside Him she positions her body as she had at the door but without the coiled up leash in her mouth. 

"My slut please present yourself in front of me. " He mutters.

Carefully without a word she stands and positions herself in front of Him. Lifting her arms so her hands are clasped behind her head as she parts her thighs slightly, her head high and her eyes set on feet. 

He stands and drops the leash between her breasts, slowly walking round her body. He slides a finger against each of her breasts and then her nipples. Letting out a snicker as He watches how they react to His touch. Sliding His finger down over her stomach and waist, then down over her pussy lips. Pushing His finger tip inside them and letting it glide over her clit. 

Moving His finger down inside her pussy lips to her wet hole, entering just the finger tip briefly and then out again up along her pussy lips. Moving to behind her He trails His finger from her pussy to the small of her back. With both hands He glides His fingers over both her ass cheeks, letting His finger tips slip in between each cheek. Using one hand to spread her ass cheeks He slides the other down to her tight asshole. Letting His index finger tip rub over the tight hole, He snickers as He watches it pucker up at His touch. 

Standing with His body pushed up against hers He reaches round and pinches both nipples.

"Who do these belong to slut?" He asks.

"They belong to You my Master." she replies

"MMMM and this?" He moves His fingers down to her wet pussy. "Who does this belong to slut?" 

"It belongs to You my Master." she again replies.

Moving His hands to her ass cheeks He slaps each ass cheek. Listening to her soft moans.

"And these slut, Who do these belong to?" He asks.

"You my Master they belong to You as does all of me Master. You Own all of me." she replies proud in the knowledge of it being true.

He moves in front of her and lifts her chin up, kissing her hard on her lips. 

Gathering up the leash He watches as she drops onto her hands and knees. He heads for the bedroom, just as He's about to enter the doorbell goes. He walks her into the bedroom and ties the leash to the bedpost and heads of to answer the door. Moving quickly she kneels and awaits His return.

He returns a few minutes later but not alone, with Him is a young female that T/they both know as Leah. He tells her to undress and kneel next to His slut, moving quickly she does so taking off her clothes and then kneeling. He looks over both of them and grins, untying His sluts leash from the post He unclips it and slips it into His pocket. 

"On the bed slut and lie in the middle in the spread eagle position." He commands. 

Moving swiftly she climbs onto the bed she positions her body as instructed, her arms and legs spread wide. He moves alternatively to each bedpost and straps her feet and ankles to them her body spread wide. Looking down at Leah He smiles at her and leaves the room, on His return He brings back His flogger and some candles.

Lighting the candles He places them on the dresser and stands at His slut's side, He instructs Leah to climb between His sluts spread legs and kneel. Slowly He trails the flogger over His sluts breasts and down her stomach, hearing the moans escaping from her lips He slides it over her spread pussy lips and up and down each thigh. 

"Kiss the leather that is going to give this slut the pain she craves." He orders Leah as He lifts the flogger to her mouth. 

Leaning her head forward slightly Leah kisses the flogger, her eyes looking over the spread body before her. Licking her lips she sits back on her heels and watches as He lifts His hand up and brings it and the flogger down on the erect nipples and breasts of His slut. 

"OOHHHHH Thank You Master, please may i have another? " His slut begged as her body writhed slightly.

Lifting the flogger again He brings it down slightly harder over her breasts and nipples, rubbing His fingers over them as the red welts appear. Repeating this a further twenty times and each time He brings the flogger down a little harder, each time she thanks Him and begs for more. Placing the flogger on the bed next to her He turns and grabs hold of a candle, turning back He holds it over her left breast and tilts it slightly letting the warm wax trickle onto it. 

Hearing her cries as it hits her skin He moves the candle over her right breast and does the same again, watching as she writhes and listening to her cries. Moving the tilted candle down her stomach and watching her reaction as the wax hits her flesh. Reaching for the other candle He tips the wax from both over her stomach and breasts.

"I think my slut's pussy needs some attention." He looks down at Leah and nods His head.

Not needing to be told twice Leah moves onto her elbows and knees and trails her tongue over the spread wet pussy lips before her. Nibbling and licking her way down, letting her tongue tip enter slightly and then making her way back up to the clit.  

Flicking her tongue tip at the hard nub, taking it between her teeth and nibbling on it, sucking it. Hearing the moans as her tongue and mouth move over the sweet wet pussy before her. Lifting her own ass up high as she slips her tongue deep inside the wet hole, letting out a moan as she feels Him slide His hands over her ass cheeks, His fingers probing at her tight asshole. Without warning feeling Him shove His cock tip into her ass she moans loudly, her lips vibrating against the pussy walls as her tongue delves deeper.

Slowly He thrusts His cock tip in and out Leah's tight ass, pushing it deeper each time and watching as it disappears fully inside her. Looking up He watches as His slut writhes with pleasure, He starts to fuck Leah's ass. Pounding her tight ass hard and fast He grabs hold of her hips pushing her face against His slut's pussy. 

"Masterrrrrrrr, ohhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkk im cummmminggggggggggggggggggg" His slut cries out as she cums on the tongue deep inside her. Leah lapping up eagerly the cum on her tongue, knowing her own orgasm won't be long coming. He thrusts faster and deeper in Leah's ass, feeling her push back on it and its tightness over His cock as she cums. Moaning loudly against the pussy lips as she continues to lick and suck.

"MMMMMM now I think its time My slut tasted pussy. " He said as He withdraws His cock "Leah straddle her face and let her taste you." 

He watches as Leah moved up beside His slut and then straddle her face, her pussy inches away from His sluts lips. He watches as her tongue darts out over Leah's wet pussy lips, hearing both of them moan. He moves between His sluts thighs and pushes His cock deep into her pussy. Thrusting it in and out as He watches her tongue dart all over the pussy above her face. 

Matching each of His thrusts she slides her tongue inside Leah's pussy, moaning against it as Leah pushes down on her tongue. Feeling Leah's pussy quiver on her lips as she flicks her tongue tip over Leah's clit, nibbling and licking it. Hearing her Masters growl she knows He's ready to cum as she is to. 

With a loud moan Leah cums on the inserted tongue, lapping at the cum slut cums herself on her Masters cock. He feels her pussy tighten on His cock and her body writhe as she cums, He explodes deep inside her filling her with His cum. He withdraws His cock and moves up the bed, slipping His cock between His slut's lips and Leah's pussy lips. Watching as His slut licks and sucks His cock clean, then at Leah's pussy.

Kissing Masters cock tip after cleaning it she then kisses Leah's pussy lips. 

"Thank You Master," she gasps "thank you Leah." 

Master whispers in Leah's ear and she lets out a soft laugh, moving of the bed she goes and sits in the chair in the corner. Spreading her legs wide she starts to rub her finger over her own pussy lips, letting her index finger rub over her clit. 

He positions His semi hard cock against His slut's mouth, watching Leah as He starts to push His cock in and out. Feeling His slut's mouth tight over His cock, pushing it deeper into her throat each time. Feeling His cock tip hitting the back of her throat her tongue tip flicking away at His cock base. His cock hardening in her mouth as she starts to suck slightly faster.

Moaning against His cock as she tastes His precum, swallowing it down wanting Him to fill her mouth with His salty nectar. Gagging slightly as He starts to fuck her mouth faster and deeper, her lips vibrating against His shaft.

Thrusting His cock deeper into His slut's throat as He watches Leah cum on her fingers. His own orgasm close, He glances down to watch His slut's talented mouth. Jerking forward slightly as He feels Leah's tongue licking at His ass cheeks. His moans loud as she licks down His ass crack, her fingers spreading His ass cheeks. 

Bending slightly He feels Leah's tongue tip brush against His asshole, making Him push His cock deeper into His sluts mouth. Leah's tongue tip entering just as He cums in His sluts mouth, hearing His slut gag slightly as He fills her mouth and throat. 

As quick as she was there then she was gone, Leah moved back over to the chair. Watching as He slips His cock out of His sluts mouth. Reaching down He slowly starts to peel the wax of His slut's body, her moans loud as each one pulls on her flesh. He orders Leah to dress as He removes the wax, watching as His slut writhes her slutty body. 

He undoes the ankle and wrist cuffs from the bedposts and helps His slut to sit up. Moving in behind her so she is sat upright between His thighs, Leah comes over kisses T/them both and thanks T/them for a wonderful afternoon and leaves. Pulling His slut into His warm body He glides His fingers over her arms and shoulders.

"Did My slut enjoy her first taste of pussy? "He asks as He dips His head and nips her neck.

" Yes i did thank You Master...mmmm yes i did" letting out a soft contented purr as she relaxes against Him knowing it is the first of many times she will taste pussy. 



First Taste



Mia had just come out of the shower and as many times before, was preparing to seductively dress her slinky body for the married man Thorne who she had been having an affair with for a few months already. She had beautiful long flowing brunette hair and the face of an angel. 

While she was slipping on her black lace bodice with matching g-string and hold up suspender stockings, she was admiring how the g-string snuggly wrapped her shapely ass and cushioned her lady lumps. Thinking about what was to come and playing the scenario over and over in her mind, she slipped on a tight black dress and met her man at the door.

Naturally, he was much older than she was but she had come to learn that older men make far better lovers as they are experienced and only willing to give pleasure and how they gave pleasure, she knew well. Thorne's stature was slightly taller with dark hair and dark eyes that smoldered even the hard to get. Thorne's husky, sultry voice turned her on each time he spoke.

As she got in the car and began to buckle up, he reached over and slid his firm hand up her thigh slowly and whispered in her ear "Baby, I have a surprise for you tonight and I want you to just let go and enjoy every minute of it". 

Thorne slowly ran his hand inch by inch up her thigh, teasingly brushing up against her already semi-moist g-string as she gave a sigh of pleasure; knowing that it was only going to get far wilder.

Thorne's husky voice spoke again and she felt it vibrating within her as he spoke "Be a good girl now and don't spoil the surprise my little tease, turn around..."

As she turned her well sculpted shoulder and back to him, he draped a blindfold over her eyes "Tonight's your night". 

She wasn't afraid but excited eventhough she couldn't see a thing, she knew he knew how to please her and now it would be so more erotic as her every sense was heightened. He ran his fingers across her neck and down the small of her back and gently turned her around. 

She was already in ecstasy with the sultry voice making her wetter and wetter with every word he spoke and the fine hairs on her neck stood on end from the thrill. He slid his hand back up her soft inner thigh, teasing her by just gently brushing against her g-string and working his way back to her thigh. She bit her lip and moaned gently as his hand worked its way back up and under her g-string. He could feel that she was already wet and throbbing for more as he spoke in her ear "That's it, let go...you're so wet baby and its turning me on. God, you're so beautiful and sexy when you're vulnerable". With one finger deep within her and the other stroking her clitoris in slow, gentle actions, her legs began to shake and she purred like a little minx. With his other hand, he grabbed her by the hair and ran his tongue up her neck while she orgasmed. The flow of her juices made Thorne hard and he sucked his fingers to savour her taste as if it was the last time he was going to taste her. He then started the car and drove to their destination.

As he stopped the car, he opened her door and offered his hand "Come baby, we're here and you'll love it". 

Blindfolded and not knowing what to expect, she climbed out the car as he leaded her in and up a flight of stairs until they seemed to stop to open a door. Every wild emotion was running deep within her now and the excitement of what could be waiting rushed down her spine and into her stomach making it warm and spasming with anticipation. As he closed the door, he took the blindfold off and revealed a seductively lit room with a soft feathery bed and champagne on ice. The sultry voice which made her so horny spoke "Don't say anything, just enjoy and trust me...whatever I tell you to do, you do...this is your night baby and I want to see your perfect breasts glisten and your body shimmer with passion."

She nodded knowing that he's in control and that he would ensure a sensual pleasure like no other. As she stood in the middle of the room, he undressed himself revealing that sculpted chest line of his, his tight ass and his rock hard penis. Expecting him to come over and touch her, she soon realized that there was a large lounge chair to which he went and lay in. She noted that the chair was facing the bed in full view as he sipped on his champagne. 

From behind she could hear the door open and a soft breath blew over the back of her neck. She turned to see a blonde bombshell standing in front of her in a red lace bra and g-string. Her piercing blue eyes fixated on Mia's body. "Hi, I'm Jennifer and I don't want you to speak at all, just feel what I make you feel as Thorne wants to see your body fold and melt to the sweet surrender to another woman." 

Mia gleamed over Jennifer's perky breasts tucked away like forbidden fruit behind her bra as Jennifer turned and led her to the bed. Jennifer offered her glass of champagne which Mia took willingly and continued to eye every curve of Jennifer's body as she sipped the bubbly. Jennifer took the glass and placed it on the table and gently pushed Mia onto her stomach on the bed. The blonde bombshell straddled Mia and began to give her a soft massage. Mia sighed as Jennifer softly kissed her ear and neck. "What would you like me to do to you Mia or let's rather ask Thorne what he'd like?"

Mia nodded gently in anticipation to hear what Thorne would say. She heard the sultry voice from the lounger "Jen, I would like you to please my honey. Take her...start slow but break that wild filly in...Touch her like she's never been touched before." 

Jennifer nods and pushes Mia's hands up to one of the four posters of the feathery bed and ties them to the poster with a silky ribbon. She grabs Mia's brunette locks and pulls her head right back to where it's so sensually pleasurable that it's almost pain. She kisses and sucks in Mia's bottom lip, slowly enveloping her tongue around Mia's and the all familiar minx purr releases from Mia's full mouth. 

Jennifer strokes her hand down Mia's neck and pushes her head back down. This is unfamiliar territory to Mia and she begins to think to herself how sensual and a turn on all this gently and then forceful play is. Jennifer slowly kisses Mia's shoulders, runs her tongue down Mia's spine and to the small of her back. Mia purrs harder and Thorne smiles "That's it Jen, now touch her and make it last 'till she feels that she can't take anymore". 

Thorne grows harder with every move but he enjoys the pleasure of Mia and waits for he will have her soon. Jen slowly slides her tongue to Mia's folds of her shapely ass and slides her tongue up the groove and in. Mia screams softly and pulls her hands but cannot break the release of the tie. Jen slides her tongue down and into Mia's wet genitals, stroking it in deep and then shallow, teasing Mia's clitoris with a flick of her tongue followed by long and firm strokes up and down Mia's inner labia. 

Mia tries desperately to free herself to touch this seductive stranger but she can't...Mia's screams become louder as her body writhes with pleasure. "Fuck her with your tongue Jen" Thorne orders as he watches. 

Jennifer obeys the command and uses her tongue to fuck her hard and slow as she slides a finger in to heighten the pleasure. Mia screams louder and louder as her body spasms till she explodes. Mia's so wet now and Jen laps up Mia's cum.

"Untie her now Jen" the sultry voice orders. 

"Mia, baby, turn around and kiss Jen...nice and slow...yip, that's it". 

Mia complies and gives Thorne a seductive stare while kissing Jennifer. "Now Mia baby, touch her. Show me how you touch her." 

Thorne takes another sip of his champagne to try and calm himself as his young filly has him as hot-blooded as a race horse now. She slides her hands over Jen's hard nipples and sucks them. Jen on her knees tilts her head back and groans. 

Mia runs her tongue down Jen's breasts and down to her stomach. Thorne can see that Mia is on all fours now and can see her glistening labia staring at him from behind and loves every minute of it. Jen notices Thorne's stare and slides her hand down Mia's back and inserts her finger into Mia's wet lady bits. Thorne smiles as he watches the two girls go. 

Mia runs her tongue down to Jen's labia and sucks both her lips gently in her mouth. Jen works Mia's lady bits with her finger in anticipation while Mia flicks her tongue over Jen's clitoris and sucks it into her mouth. Jen begins to writhe from pleasure, groaning and works Mia harder and harder to make sure that Mia continues to hold up her end of the bargain. Thorne moves his lounger closer so that he can see Mia's honey pot dripping and watches how she diligently licks and sucks Jen's honey pot. 

"Harder...harder...don't stop..." screams Jen. 

Mia's lady bits are now dripping with orgasm and glistens in the candlelight as Thorne grows harder and harder, his penis now throbbing for Mia's honey pot. Jen gushes with orgasm as Mia licks harder and harder. Jen gets up and walks over to Thorne and sticks her Mia moistened finger in his mouth and says 

"Ok honey, I did what you asked, now how about payment?" Thorne reaches for his wallet and pays Jen her fee and watches how the blonde's wet but satisfied lady lumps walk out the door.

Thorne sips his champagne as Mia rolls onto her back and touches herself. The glow is now emanating from Mia's body and the sultry voice beams again 

"Did you enjoy it my sex kitten? You sure purred for me tonight". 

He gets up and strolls over to the bed with his rock hard penis. He tastes Mia's wet lady bits and it's good. Mia writhes as he brings her close to orgasm with his skillful tongue. He rolls her over and slowly edges the tip of his penis into Mia's wet honey pot. 

The sensation is overwhelming for Mia and she asks

"Fuck me Thorne; fuck me real hard, I want you." 

Thorn deepens each stroke, long and slow as Mia grabs Thorne's ass with her nails as she purrs harder than before. Standing behind her while she's on all fours, Thorne gives her a hard shaft and she begs

"Fuck me baby, fuck me like never before". 

He runs his fingers over Mia's ass and down the groove. Mia screams as Thorne increases the pace, fucking her little wet honey pot harder and harder. 

Mia's lady bits get wetter and wetter and drips as she screams. Thorne fucks harder and deeper, feeling every inch within her until he begins to shudder and groan. Thorne fucks the little filly harder and faster as she made him so horny. 

He fucks harder until he climaxes. He's spent but loves her body's reaction to his shafting. He rolls her over so that he can smoke a cigarette 

"You're the best fuck I've ever had and I don't want it to ever end...my little honey, promise me, you'll always stay my secret erotic fuck".  Mia nods and gently kisses Thorne as she gets dressed.

Thorne falls asleep dreaming about Mia's heavenly honey pot and Mia quietly leaves the hotel until next time.



First Taste in the Morning



I love the feeling of a cock in my mouth. My favourite thing to do is to slide my mouth around a soft shaft and feeling it grow hard and long in my mouth. I love the feeling of your fingers knotted in my hair as I slide up and down your cock. My mouth is so warm, so wet and so tight. I try to swallow as much of you as I can but you are growing so big. The first taste of precum on the tip of my tongue and opening my mouth and tracing the head of it with my tongue. So delicious.

I love to cup your balls in my hand and squeeze them gently. I love to feel them tighten under my hand as my mouth draws you in and out. I let your cock pop out my mouth and replace with my hand. My hand slicks up and down your sweet shaft so wet because of my mouth and my thumbs brushes over the head of your cock. I lick between your balls your and gently suck one then the other into my mouth. I love the sound of you moaning as your enjoy the sensations. 

I release your cock and suck one of my fingers in my mouth making it very wet. I run it between your legs until I reach your asshole. My finger brushes over it and you arch up towards me. I know how much you love it. At first you were shy and maybe a bit nervous about admitting how much you loved it but now you want it. I slowly ease a finger up you letting you get used to it but soon I am deep inside you and touching you in the way you beg me to touch you. 

As I stroke you with my finger deep in your ass I take your cock back in my mouth. I am done teasing you as I suck you all the way into my mouth and slowly pull back my tongue tracing your shape. Up and down, up and down and up and down slowly. You look down to watch me. You are getting so turned on my mouth, my finger and my breast rubbing against your balls and your cock. Your fingers locked in my hair, and your hips arching up and off the bed. You fuck my mouth, hard and deep. You are so close and I am so ready to taste you. I want your creamy cum. You scream out my name as you shoot your cum into my waiting mouth. I love how you taste. You pull back to rub the remaining cum on my lips and my tongue licks you dry. Yummy... The best way to start the day.  

My finger pulls out of your ass. I love the satisfied smile on your face. I move up beside you and kiss you so your can taste yourself on my lips. Sucking your beautiful cock has made me so wet, so horny and I need pleasure. I pull on my nipples to make them hard. My fingers slide down my body, to my shaved pussy. I dip my fingers in and pull them out slick and wet with my cream. I taste amazing as my tongue licks the juices. I reach back down and slide my fingers over my clit feeling it grow hard. I stroke around it as it grows so sensitive. I rub above it with one hand and push my fingers of my other hand deep inside of me. I push them in and out and I am so wet that you can hear me finger fucking my pussy. I thrusting my hips up and down as I bring myself closer and closer to exploding. You shift around so you c an watch me. I love when you watch me masturbate. You encourage me by telling me to rub harder and to make myself cum. To explode and scream your name. 

You push a finger in my pussy to lubricate it and you slowly push it up my ass. This as you well know drives me insane. My juices are running out of my pussy and running down my ass, your finger and pooling on the sheets below. I arch up, scream out your name and you can feel me pulsating around your finger as I cum, and cum. 

You ease out your finger, and smile so sweetly at me. I think we need a shower and a good breakfast there is more to come on this day.



First Taste of an Older Man



When I was a lot younger, my parents bought a pop-up camper and we went camping about once a month in the various state parks. Unfortunately they weren't very adventurous and once you've seen one campground you've kind of seen them all. They would often go hiking together and I would spend a lot of time lounging around in the camper, reading.

It was always hot and sticky and I looked forward to taking a nightly shower. It was refreshing and if nothing else the ones that had private stalls gave me an opportunity to beat off, so at least something eventful would happen that day.

One such time though, I was really horny and disappointed to see that the campground's showers were the large communal type. I hadn't seen anybody else around on the way in so I assumed I would not be bothered. The place had old plumbing so the pipes were noisy. After a while of jumping at every squeak and clank, thinking someone was entering, I relaxed, letting the water cascade over me and started stroking softly at my cock.

Things got awkward a few seconds later when the next sound I heard was that of a man clearing his throat. Mortified, I looked over and saw a middle-aged guy standing in the doorway. There was no hiding what I was doing; he had a full view, and who knew how long he had been standing there. A stranger had just caught me masturbating in the public showers.

"I...um..."

He chuckled. "Don't worry about it. I do it all the time."

Unfazed, he walked up to the spigot next to mine. I wasn't sure what to do. He did though- he turned on the water and dropped his shorts, his thick cock dangling free before me. I'd never been this close to another man's penis. It's all a matter of perspective, but at the time, it seemed absolutely huge.

He quickly soaped himself down and continued, "Matter of fact, I kinda wish I could do it right now. Would you mind if I did?"

"What? Uh...um...no..." I stammered, completely at a loss for words. What was going on?

He started to stroke himself right in front of me. I watched in awe, my own erection aching, wanting desperately for me to do the same.

"You ever had someone else stroke it for you?"

I shook my head. "Do you mind if I show you, then?"

He reached out towards my groin and I didn't object; I stepped closer. His hand wrapped around my shaft and he started tugging my foreskin gently back and forth, over my swollen cockhead, while he stroked his own rod in time. Occasionally he would let me slip and rub his soapy hand under my balls, massaging them before taking me again in his warm grip. I moaned softly as he continued his ministrations. It was the most amazing feeling I had ever experienced.

"We shouldn't be doing this here though. Would you like to come to my camper so we can do more?"

I wasn't sure what "more" meant, but the man had shown me a slice of heaven and I was in no rush to go back to my boring weekend. "Yes," I answered, confident for the first time that afternoon.

He rinsed off while I did the same, then we both left wearing nothing but our towels. I carried my belongings conspicuously at groin level to hide my boner, but I was so nervous on the way to his camper. What if he was a serial killer? What if he was a kidnapper? What if my parents found out?

Thankfully it was a short walk; his camper was a late model but well-maintained. He opened the door and bade me enter first. This was it, then. "Go on in; make yourself comfortable. Sit anywhere you like."

I took a seat in the dining area; it was cozy and faced a minibar with a small CRT TV mounted above it.

He entered and started closing all the curtains. I was nervous about what was going to happen next. Even though I could have run and fled, I wasn't sure I wanted to.

He saw me eyeing his television. "I've got some dirty movies if you're into that sort of thing," he grinned. Apparently my reaction was telling enough. "What types of stuff are you into?"

By that point my vice of choice was written smut, since the tiny .txt files downloaded much quicker on the shitty AOL connection we had at home. Beyond that I took what I could get; I had seen and masturbated to clips of normal sex, group sex, older/younger action, some tranny porn and even some gay stuff. He perked up at my mention of gangbangs though. "I've got one you might like."

He popped it in the VCR and sat down on the bench next to me before drawing back his towel and letting his massive erection spring free again. "Let's get comfortable, shall we?" he said, eyeing my towel.

I stood up and took off my own. His eyes were all over me as my own erection popped free. "You've got a great body," he said to me.

I blushed and sat back down. Together we watched as some pointless exposition was going on. "Let's skip to the good stuff."

He fast-forwarded and stopped right as we saw a man running his hands all over this busty brunette girl, teasing her shirt and playing with her boobs. A few seconds later, she was topless.

I was startled by the feel of a hand on my thigh, and as the girl's boobs were fondled the hand moved to my groin. I saw that my partner was stroking us both at the same time again. I leaned back and enjoyed his ministrations while we watched another man enter the scene and start to remove her shorts.

I looked down at my partner's lap and felt a little guilty, but also curious. "Can I..." I started to ask while motioning at his groin.

He seemed pleased. "Of course!"

I reached out and grasped this man's penis. It was warm, and very soft despite being erect. He groaned softly as I tugged at the cut skin of his cock, stroking back and forth as he did the same to me. It was a little difficult jerking him off because he was pretty tightly cut so there wasn't much slack to play with, but I did what I could. I was ready to cum at any minute but thankfully he seemed to sense it and would stop for a few seconds periodically. There we sat, stroking each other's cocks, while watching this girl work on undressing first one, then the other man. They both approached her cock-first, until there were two of them in her face. She laughed and seemed to be enjoying herself, reaching out to grab one and then the other cock, stroking them both at the same time, much like we were.

"God, she's so hot," he would comment from time to time.

I nodded and we kept watching. The girl took turns licking the tip of one cock while jerking it before turning her attention to the other.

My arm was starting to get tired from jerking my partner at an awkward angle. He suggested I move to the floor, between his legs, so I did so. I was now at face level with this man's cock but continued jerking him even though he couldn't do me anymore. I was having fun with the experience so I didn't mind. It was also kinda fun mimicking the girl's actions in the movie.

We watched as the girl motioned to one of the guys and led his cock to her waiting mouth, like the most natural thing in the world.

"Fuck, that's so hot. Have you ever felt what that feels like?"

I looked at him, then the girl, then did the last thing in the world I thought I'd ever do...I leaned down and licked the head of his cock. It tasted fleshy and smelled of soap; his knees buckled as I kept licking at him with the tip of my tongue, like a lollipop, rubbing his soft cockhead across my lips and cheeks. The more I did it, the wetter he got, and before long the head of his cock was in my mouth.

"Oh, god, you're so hot, you're so fucking sexy..."

Slowly I started bobbing on his rod, taking more and more of him into my mouth, just like the girl in the film. I would pause every now and then to let the saliva drip down and provide lube to stroke him some more, then pop him back into my mouth. He groaned and stroked my head, running his fingers through my hair, as I dutifully sucked and stroked his soaking wet meatflute.

The girl in the film was getting her boobs groped and cunt fingered while she sucked on both cocks. I had since gotten on all fours since it gave me easier access to his cock. He ran his hands down my back, rubbing firmly over my ass, before delicately tickling at my rosebud. I had never felt anything like it before; I had played with my ass, sure, but never like this.

"Oh god this is so fucking hot you're so fantastic..."

The scene changed; the girl was on all fours as well and getting fucked from behind. "Would you like to try that?" he suggested.

I didn't answer; just turned around and faced away from him. I had no idea what to expect but his fingering me felt fantastic and the girl in the film seemed to love it. He got onto the floor with me and gripped my cheeks while rubbing his cock between them, brushing against my anus with his dripping cock.

The girl's large breasts swayed back and forth with every thrust. I reveled in the sensations of his silky head tickling my own sphincter, desperately wondering what it would feel like to take it to the next level, to have him push through my closed rosebud and to feel another human inside of me.

I was a little scared; he poked at my anus a few times, obviously trying to gain entry, but failing. "Try to relax," he advised, but I was too tight. Penetration absolutely not happening, he redirected his efforts and started thrusting between my thighs, his cock rubbing briskly against mine, our balls slapping, his pubes tickling my backside.

Finally, he grunted and spasmed before I felt a warm fluid spray down my thighs. Then he collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily.

"That was so fucking amazing. You're a dirty boy, aren't you?"

I grinned and blushed again.

"I don't think I have any more in me right now. Sorry to leave you hanging. If you want to, I'll be here for another few days if you want to come by and meet up again. I'll return the favor for you!"

I told him it sounded great. He introduced himself as Tom. I came by his camper once I had some time to myself the next day but he wasn't around, but luckily we did get to meet up one last time before we all parted ways. I wish we had kept in contact; I barely know anything about him, but you never forget your first!



First Taste of Ben



Ben is hot. It's no secret. He knows it, and he knows everybody else knows it. He is cocky but that does not change the fact that every girl we know seems to want to have sex with him. 

We had already been friends for about 4 years and had lived together for one year when I realized I was into Ben. It was a dream I had in which Ben was telling me to suck his dick. I remember trying to relive that dream for weeks. I hadn't known I wanted him until my subconscious had told me so. Two years later nothing has changed.

Ben is 26 years old and six foot four. He moved to San Diego from the midwest. There is this whole "corn-fed-all-American" thing he has going on. He plays baseball three nights a week and goes to the gym regularly. Even if he didn't have a great body, his blond hair and hypnotic blue eyes are enough to make me weak at the knees. The only thing was, Ben did not know I felt this way.

I live a straight life style. I date girls and I even hook up with them now and then. I guess I was a late bloomer. I had no idea I liked boys until I was a senior in college. I have supportive friends and family and I am sure I'd be accepted but for some reason I have never felt the need to tell anybody. I play with women when I go out and watch men on the internet when I'm home alone.

Ben and I were friends in college. We weren't as close as we are now but we did hang out. Back then I hadn't even known I was gay. I had a six pack left over from my days of high school swim team and i enjoyed showing it off. Girls liked me, but never as much as they liked Ben. He is a year older than I am and he always seemed to be talking about sex. Now, I have had a lot of male friends. I played sports, I had a dedicated group of drinking buddies, and lived in a male dorm. However, I can honestly say nobody, and I mean nobody I have ever met is as horny as Ben. 

Now that we have lived together for 3 years we are very open with each other. Ben masturbates at least once a day but has admitted doing it 3 times a day at some points. He gets really antsy if he doesn't get laid at least twice a week and usually, he is never with the same girl more than 3 times. 

At our apartment, Ben rarely wears anything but underwear. The air conditioning is always going out so when we're home alone, we often wear the bare minimum. More and more lately I have had trouble controlling myself when Ben strips down. His boxer-briefs leave little to the imagination with a satisfying bulge in front. His reputation for being well endowed is not exaggerated in the least. 

Ben is from a colder part of the country so his clothes always come off first and stay off longer. We often watch sports or movies together in our underwear. Lately, it is more and more common for me to sneak a peak. I can't help myself any longer. Especially when he wants to talk about the girl he hooked up with recently. He and I share everything but as I have fewer and fewer female companions, he is the one who does most of the talking. The best for me has always been when he really gets into his story and gets hard.

He never hides his erection. his boxer-briefs barely contain it but it never pops out. I'd have noticed. When he gets a hard on, that's when I can't help but get one too. I'm sure he has noticed before but long ago I decided he must assume it's his story that gets me going and not his raging boner.

Last week I finally saw an opportunity and I knew I had to take it.

Ben had been on 2 dates that week and struck out both times which was quite rare for him. He got home early, at around 9:15, and the football game I had been watching had just ended. I was browsing Netflix deciding what to watch when he came in. "How'd it go?" I asked, but I could already tell that there was no way he would be telling me of his sexual exploits tonight.

He explained how they had made out after dinner in his car for about 20 minutes and missed the start of the movie. "There was no way this girl wasn't coming home with me. Until she suddenly decided the date was over. Totally blew me off!"

As he was speaking his clothes were coming off. Now that I thought about it, it was very hot in our living room. He went on to talk about his blue balls and how he hadn't been laid. I suggested we watch a movie and get a little drunk. He went to the kitchen and produced two Coronas. He sat down next to me on the couch and we settled on a movie neither of us had seen called Don John.

I knew it was about a guy addicted to sex but was not aware how almost pornographic the film was. Only a few minutes in and I was hard. I looked over and Ben's underpants were stretching as usual. "This was definitely not the best choice of movie." He said a few minutes later.

I chuckled and nodded, then snuck a peak toward his crotch. Still hard. When I looked up, we were making eye contact. Oh no, he had caught me. I took a huge gulp of beer to stall while I thought of how to play it off. "From the looks of it, if we keep watching this you are going to explode."

He didn't miss a beat before coming back, "Hey, looks like you will too and you weren't even blue ballsed tonight."

Wait a minute. He had noticed my erection too. I decided to bait him and see where this went. "What can I say? I didn't expect this to be so damn hot." He looked to be considering me for a moment. I acted like I was suddenly very warm and I removed my shirt.

"Hot in here." He said, "I would take my shorts off too if I were you."

I did as instructed and was left in only my boxers. I looked back at the screen for a moment trying to decide what to do next. I could feel his eyes on me. The question was, what part of me were his eyes on?

I looked back at him and caught his eyes rushing upwards to meet mine. My heart began to race. I felt myself begin to blush and then, just in case there was any doubt left in his mind as to what I wanted, my penis gave a sudden, involuntary lurch. His eyes flickered downward for a tenth of a second; he had noticed.

"I'll never get through this movie without going to jack-off" he said. Oh no. Was he back peddling? Had I ruined our friendship? "That is," he added, "unless you want to help me out with this problem."

I turned to face him completely. I wanted to be sure this wasn't a joke. I slowly reached my hand over to his thigh. He didn't say or do anything but sigh so I moved it up higher. Finally I reached his rod.

It was hard as rock in contrast to the soft underwear covering it. I pulled the waistband of the boxer-briefs down and looked upon my prize for the first time. It was long and thick and the head was perfectly rounded. Without even thinking, I leaned over and licked the shaft from top to bottom and then back to the tip again.

"Oh wow!" Ben exclaimed. In my head I thought, "Yeah, that surprised me too."

I looked up at him to make sure this was ok. His piercing blue eyes met my gaze. He read my mind. "No, no, don't worry. I like it."

I put the head in my mouth and began to do what I always liked having done to me. After all, I had never taken a cock before. Slowly I moved my mouth up and down the shaft. His hand found its way to the back of my head and pushed me down deeper around his lengthy cock. I gagged and he pulled back. Then he pushed me down again until I gagged some more. I decided there was no way the whole thing was ever going to fit all the way into my mouth so I put a hand at the base. Not long after, he began to squirm. 

His sighs turned to whimpers as I sped up my mouth and increased the ferocity with which I was jacking the base. I suddenly became aware of how much precum was in my mouth. It tasted great and I swallowed it excitedly. 

The whimpers turned to moans and the moans turned to "Oh fuck" and "fuck yeah." He sounded completely winded when he got out his question, "you like that cock don't you?" The last word was almost inaudible. The only way I could think of to say yes, I do love your cock, was to suck it harder.

His final moan was like a symphony to my ears as he exploded inside of my mouth. The hot, salty streams filled my mouth but I swallowed every last drop. 

He pulled my head off of his cock. I didn't want to let it go. Ben sat there panting for a few minutes before saying, "wow."

He looked down at my erection still covered by my underwear. He grabbed it and said, "you want me to take care of this?"

"Oh God yes." I replied. Having his strong hand around my penis felt amazing.

"Then you're going to have to answer a few questions for me. And I'd better like the answers." 

This was the best thing in the world. The big strong man I had fantasized about for years was making me submit to him even when it was his turn to make me cum. I thought for a fraction of a second that I was going to cum right then and there. "Ok" was all I could come up with to say.

"We'll start with an easy one. Have you ever been with a guy before?"

"No." I said.

"How long have you been thinking about guys?" he asked.

"Not long, about 4 years."

"That makes sense, you had more girls around while we were in college." Finally, he pulled down my boxers. "How long have you been thinking about me?" He demanded.

I looked into his eyes. His beautiful blue eyes. He was smirking back at me. "Um... not too long." He let go of my cock.

"Ok, ok, about two years!" I cried, desperately.

"Wow," he said again, "two whole years." He put his hand back on my penis and slowly began to stroke it. "Ok," he went on, "do you think about me naked often?" He was still smirking.

"Yeah. Pretty often." I was surprised with how easy it was to be honest. This answer seemed to please him as his dick made a quick jump from seven to eight o'clock. Ben was smiling now. He looked very pleased with himself.

"You know," Ben said, "I've been meaning to ask you this stuff for a while. Seems like you're always staring at my package." He was stroking me harder now.

"Oh," I was trying to keep my voice steady, "Well it's not easy for me with your outrageously hot body always in nothing but your underwear."

Even as Ben chuckled his penis jumped from eight to nine o'clock and then continued to rise slowly. At the sight of his perfect cock getting harder again all because of what I was saying, I felt myself getting ready to blow. He didn't ask another question right away. It occurred to me he was enjoying my panting while he rubber me. I was just about there when he finally spoke again.

"One last question before I let you go," as if there was any stopping it now, "what happens next?"

"What do you mean?" I gasped.

"Well, we are living out your sexual fantasies, aren't we? What do we do next?"

The room was spinning. His hand was moving so that I couldn't tell where it ended and my cock began. I could hardly breath except to shout out, "You fuck me!"

"I thought so!" he exclaimed as I shot my load into the air and all over myself, not to mention his soaked hand.

I had no time to catch my breath. Without making any hint that he was going to clean his hand he simply said, "On all fours." I obeyed.

He began to tickle my anus with one semen soaked finger and then slowly began to wedge it in. Immediately I caught myself moaning. I had of course fingered myself before but it really is not the same. Soon his finger was in all the way, and then a second finger, and then his fingers were moving in and out and in and out. "You like that?" Ben asked gently.

All I could get out was a quiet, "mmmm."

More forcefully he said, "Hey! Answer me when I ask you a question!"

It took all of my strength to blurt out, "Damn it! I love it!"

He didn't say anything else but pulled his fingers out. There was suddenly one hand on my ass cheek and I felt the head of his cock at the entrance of my ass. He pushed for a minute and then suddenly it slipped past the threshold and his round head was inside of me. I gasped.

"Does it hurt?" He asked.

"Yes."

He pushed in more deeply and then backed it out again. "You ok?" 

"Yeah." It did hurt, very much, but I had wanted this for a long time, and I'd watched enough "straight guys go gay" videos to know that it only hurts until it feels great. He thrust slowly and gently a few more times to about half way in. Then he said, "I'm going to go deeper now." The pain started anew.

The same thing happened yet another time, and this time after he announced he was going farther in, I felt his body on my ass cheeks. This time was different though. This time he did not pull it back out at all. "What's it like?" he asked. 

"Come on!" I exclaimed.

"Answer me." he said calmly. Frustrated but wanting more, I did as I was told once again.

"It hurts. It really hurts. But it also feels good."

"What else?" Ben said. I didn't know what else to say. It was hard to concentrate. He went on, "Come on, just tell me what you're thinking."

"I'm thinking I can't even think straight right now!" I burst out. He said nothing so I kept going, "I'm thinking this is killing me and I want you to keep going but I can't make you! I can't do anything! You are in complete control and I am fucking helpless!"

"Oh fuck!" he said as he began to fuck me. The change was so sudden I hadn't been prepared at all for it. I let out a shriek which did not escape Ben's notice. "Oh yeah!" he panted, "you like being controlled." I didn't answer this time except with a drawn out, "OH!" but he didn't seem to notice or care.

He was right though. Of course I loved it. It was what I had always been hoping for and I never wanted this to end. Being fucked was the best feeling ever, and yet somehow being dominated was even better.

Suddenly, the sound of balls slapping flesh stopped and there was no dick inside me anymore. Before I could protest, Ben said, "turn over on your back. I want to be able to see your O face and your other expressions while I fuck you." Of course I did as I was ordered.

"I wanted to watch you fuck me too." I said.

He pulled my legs up until my feet rested on his shoulders. They barely reached since he was a whole 4 inches taller than me. I was so enjoying looking at his chest glistening in his own sweat between my legs that I was caught completely off guard when I felt myself penetrated again. It was not gentle this time and it hurt as much or more as it had before.

I let out a whimper. Ben heard it. I knew he did but he never slowed down. The pain was joined by pleasure and finally the pain was no more and the pleasure was outstanding. He never slowed down. He was moaning too. And panting. And saying "Oh fuck yes."

Soon our moans and cries and "fucks" were in sync. He started to go even harder. My next moan was closer to a scream. "Oh yeah take it bitch" he was practically shouting too. I loved it.

"I want to cum for you!" I managed to get out.

"Hell yeah!" he really was shouting this time. He put his hand on my erection again and it only took a few shakes before I was cumming everywhere. It landed first on my chest, then shot all the way onto the arm of the couch behind my head, a third shot landed on my chin, and finally a fourth, fifth and sixth landed on my stomach.

"Fuck yeah." Ben wasn't shouting anymore, this was a nearly unintelligible whisper. His eyes rolled up into the back of his head and I felt string after string of warm gooey semen shoot up my ass.

We were both gasping for air. Ben collapsed on top of me, his now softening cock still inside my ass, my legs still up in the air.

He finally pulled out and sat slouched on the couch. I tried to sit but my ass was tender and even on the soft couch it didn't feel very good. I flinched and turned to lean on my side. Ben giggled at me. 

"Good luck with that." He said, still laughing under his breath. "I'm sure next time will be easier on you."

I smiled. "Next time."



First Taste of Big



I was in my first year at college, when some of my classmates told me about a party taking place that Friday night. My name is Dave. I am 6'2", 190 with brown hair. I do work out to keep in shape, and I guess the ladies find me attractive. I have never had problems getting dates or lovers. Having a big cock doesn't hurt matters either.

My dad once told me well hung men ran in the family. He wasn't lying in my case. When erect, my cock was a good ten inches long, and thick to match.

When we got to the party you could say I was disappointed. There were lots of sloppy drunk guys and girls. Don't get me wrong, I like a beer as much as the next person, but I hate people running into me and splashing beer all over. Those types were everywhere to be found.

I was able to find a spot on a couch and I sat down. I decided to just watch the crowd and sip my beer for awhile. It wasn't but a minute before I was joined on the couch. Her name was Tina.

Tina could be described as heavy set, probably fifty or sixty pounds overweight. What she had going for her was a pretty face and a friendly demeanor. We struck up a conversation easily. I found out Tina was in one of my classes, even though I didn't recall seeing her. She had long blonde hair that ran to the middle of her back.

All her body parts were big. Big tits, big thighs, and so on. As we talked I put my arm around her and I kissed her gently on the lips. Tina didn't object to that, and slid her tongue into my mouth. I started getting heated up, but this wasn't the place for that.

I asked her if she wanted to go back to my dormitory, and she said yes. As we entered my room, I flicked the lights on, but Tina turned them back off. The moonlight was just peeking through the windows. Just enough light to see what we were doing.

Tina slowly started to undo my pant, letting them and my underwear fall to the floor. She also pulled off my shirt. I was standing there naked, as Tina started to kiss down my chest. She worked her lips around my nipples and kept moving south. She got on her knees now, lifting up my cock to examine it.

"God, you are big, Dave!" "Mmmmmmm!"

Tina took my slab of meat and worked her lips and tongue all around me. She obviously had done this before. My hand went to the back of her head and I guiding her down onto my shaft. Tina was trying to take as much of me down her throat as possible, and she was succeeding.

No woman had been able to take my whole cock before this night. Tina had every inch gobbled up! I didn't want to cum quite yet, but Tina was bringing me close. I asked her to back off. She pulled her mouth away and I had her stand up. I stripped her clothes off now.

I have to admit, I wasn't used to seeing this type of body. Tina's boobs were enormous with giant nipples to match. She had big thighs and some rolls of fat around her tummy. Tonight I didn't care.

I pushed Tina over to the bed and had her lie down. There wasn't going to be any build up tonight. I was going straight for it. Tina must have sensed this, as she parted for me. We stared at each other for a moment, then I mounted her. Thank God I had a big pecker. Tina was able to inhale my cock in one smooth motion.

She was able to get her legs around my waist and pull me into her. It felt like a nutcracker! This was no holds barred lovemaking. We went at each other like two dogs in heat! I was ramming her with the deepest strokes I could make. Tina was loud in bed, screaming, begging, wanting more of me. I just hoped the dorm was empty that night. We were making a racket!

I had my face buried in Tina's chest. I was biting those huge nips and squeezing her melons as well. I whispered to Tina I was getting close to cumming. I was going to pull out and shoot all over her belly when that moment arrived.

Tina had other plans. Little did I know what kind of muscle control Tina had. She clamped those pussy muscles around my cock and squeezed me for dear life.

"Tina, let me pull out!" 

But Tina wasn't going to let that happen. She had her legs scissored around me and she wasn't going to let me pull free.

"I want all your seed, Dave, give it to me!"

I was too far gone at this point. I arched my back and blew wad after wad of hot cream into her belly. She had me completely controlled at this point. Tina was going to milk every drop out of me, and there wasn't a thing I was able to do about it.

After we finished Tina told me she always wanted to fuck a guy like me, a handsome man with a giant cock who would blow his load into her. I began to get worried because Tina said this was her chance to be made pregnant by a hot guy, so she took it.

God, was she ever right! Tina made me hard once more with her mouth, I couldn't resist her. She then mounted me and rode my cock. By this time I figured, what did it matter? I gave her more of my baby seed that night.

Now I am sitting here wondering how all this will play out. I will write more when I find out.