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Hot Wax

By: AngelE



I enter the room wearing nothing but a sheer pink spaghetti strap night gown and and an open white silk robe. Only a little light from the hallway and the glowing from the numerous candles on the headboard of the bed light the room. I see my sexy Jenny kneeling on the bed naked and tied as I had left her several minutes before. I admire her body nice and slim I can tell she stays in shape from her 6 mile hikes in the mountains of Massachusetts.

"Hello my slut," I say trying to sound sexy yet commanding at the same time.

I see her shiver as she hears my voice again. She has no idea what to expect. "Hello Mistress," she replies her voice sounds a little nervous.

I walk over to her and firmly push her so she is face down in the bed. I look down and admire her soft, smooth skin. I lightly run my hand up her calf to her thigh and give her a quick spank on the butt, "Ouch," she screams as my hand meets her skin leaving a red mark. Quickly I reach my hand and spank her on her other butt cheek "Ahhh," she yelps again.

Moving up her body I grab her hair and lift her head up. "What is your business here slut?" I ask her in a commanding tone.

Her body shivers. "T...t..to please you M...M..Mistress."

"And how do you wish to please me slave?" I ask

"Any way you see fit Mistress."

I turn her body over so she is facing up and I straddle her waist. Seductively I remove my robe as it falls over her shins. Leaning down I lick my way up her throat, under her chin up to her lips and give her bottom lip a light quick tug with my teeth. I slowly lower the straps of my gown lifting it off in a sweeping motion revealing my nicely tanned and toned body to her. I lightly drag it over her face so she can smell the sweet scent of my body before dropping it to the floor below. I dangle my hair in her face. "You smell lovely Mistress," she moans in ecstasy her body straining against the ropes she is tied with.

I slap her face quickly. "I don't want to her your voice," I yell at her. "You only speak when you are spoken to or asked to speak understand you dirty skank?"

"Y...y..yes Mistress, I'm sorry," she replies and I see tears escape from the corners of her eyes sliding down the sides of her head.

I grab her cheeks tightly with my hand, "Oh oh no crying, crying is for babies. I don't want to see anymore tears." I start to grind my pussy over hers I see her bound body respond and her breathing quickens. "Feel good slut?"

"Yes Mistress," she replies obediently.

My hands rise up and firmly squeeze her 34C breasts and pinch her nipples getting them hard. "Oooooooooo," Jenny coos her body responding.

Slapping her sharply across the cheek again. "I told you I don't want to hear you," I scream at her. "I see you just don't want to listen," I say grabbing her panties and stuffing them in her mouth.

I reach for the red candle from the headboard and hold it just over her tits and I see her eyes open up up in fear as she now knows what is about to happen. Jenny starts to squirm in her restraints and scream into the panties. Slowly I tilt the candle, the hot wax meeting Jenny's soft skin as her body rises up from the burning loud moans escaping from the panties in her mouth. "Oh yes feels good doesn't it slut?" I see the red wax trails hardening on her body as I return the candle to the headboard. I reach for the blue candle next holding it just over her throat as I tilt it and blue candle wax spills on her throat going down the sides onto the bed sheets. Again her body squirming and screams of pain and pleasure coming through the panties. I return the candle to the headboard and take out the panties from her mouth as she gasps for air to calm her breathing again the blue wax hardening on her throat. Whatever is not covered in wax is covered in sweat from the pain and the constant force she uses against her ropes.

"Will you be a good girl now Jenny?" I ask her sweaty body.

"Yes Mistress," she replies her breathing now calming a bit.

There are more different colored candles on the headboard but I decide to cut Jenny a break this being her first lesson with wax involved. I slide up her body planting my trimmed landing strip pussy on her mouth and my hands on the headboard careful not to touch the candles. Jenny's tongue works magic over and in my pussy I can tell she is definitely not a beginner at this. Shocks of pleasure are racing through my body I start to grind my pussy on her mouth and over her face. I throw my head back screaming, "Yes Jenny, yes Jenny." I can feel my orgasm building and I am about to climax all over Jenny's face. Lost in pleasure I start to shake the headboard totally forgetting the candles there. As my toes curl in and my back arches I climax. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yes," I scream as I release myself over Jenny's face. As I come down from my orgasm I crawl off of her face and kneel beside her on the bed.

"Thank you Mistress," Jenny says.

"I said you are not to speak," I quickly blow out the candles the room goes black and I shake and rattle the headboard.

Jenny begins to scream in fear, "No please Mistress no..." the candles topple and fall spilling hot wax all over her tied body. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Jenny screams in pain the hot wax from all the candles coating her body.

I get off the bed and head towards the doorway. "Now get some sleep my pet, I'll see you in the morning," I say as Jenny remains tied on the bed and I leave the room and close the door behind me.

Hot Waxx



I closed the front door and entered the room. White votive candles, set everywhere, illuminated the darkness. Shadows danced on the walls. Soft music, barely recognizable, floated around in the air. 

Celeste had called me at work. She had sounded excited. 

"Hurry home, I've got a surprise for you." 

It was our night together, a time randomly chosen, away from the busy lives we led. I looked forward to the time we spent. 

The music was soothing and it relaxed me. I had had a long day and it was nice to sit back and chill out. All the while, I wondered what she had for us this evening. Tonight was her night. Celeste had become quite good at planning our trysts. 

On the round oak table, placed in the center of our living room, lay a single lavender envelope. I sat down at the table and reached for it. Inside, the handwritten instructions, said for me to wait, that she would arrive shortly.

I heard a door open and close. I looked behind me and gazed as she sauntered into the room. What a remarkable sight. She wore nothing but a pair of black leather bikini panties; the two halves connected by a thin strip of leather that barely covered her trimmed snatch. The scent of her perfume, a light musk, which she knew was my favorite, permeated the room. 

She walked closer and stopped directly in front of me, just beyond my reach. 

"Hi, babe," she huskily whispered. "Are you ready for something special?"

I swallowed loudly. "You know I am. " I watched, as her nipples became hard little buttons. I felt my crotch moisten.

"Good. And you trust me, right?" 

"Of course I do, sweetie." My adrenaline raced. This was the first time she asked me about trusting her.

"Ok. I want you to put this on." From behind her back, she revealed a leather blindfold. Very simple in its design, yet it appeared worthy for the task.

"Before you do, take off your clothes. Fold them neatly and put them over there."

My eyes followed in the direction where she pointed. I started to rip off my clothes.

"Slow down, Sydney. There's no need to hurry," she said. "We have all night."

I nodded okay and continued.

Standing there, nude, the cool breeze from the air-conditioner chilled me. Goosebumps appeared, in tough competition with my nipples that had already protruded. Celeste stepped closer and I raised my hands to touch her.

She rested her soft hand upon my shoulder, which kept her at an arms' length away.

"No. Not yet." 

She didn't tell me, she ordered.

I stood there patiently, as she wrapped the soft leather around my eyes and tied it in a knot behind my head.

"No peeking. Can you see anything?" She asked.

"Blind as a bat, darlin."

"Okay, then, wait a sec'." 

I heard her walk to the kitchen and open the refrigerator door. I could only imagine what Celeste had in store. I heard a crunchy noise as she returned and set it down on the table.

"Okay, Syd, have a seat." She guided me onto the wooden chair. 

We sat in silence for a while. That was something we both enjoyed about each other. Words weren't necessary when we were together. It bolstered my confidence to be a part of new adventures. Celeste knew I would relax. 

"Place your arm on the table, palm side up," she directed.

I did.

She held me in her left hand and lightly rubbed up and down my forearm with the other. It tickled, but in a good way. The hairs on the back of my neck rose. A chill ran down my spine. My clit twitched. The flesh around the base of my nipples tightened. 

Then she stopped. 

I was still thinking about how her touch felt when she touched me again. Now I recognized the noise I heard earlier. The cold was a shock to my system. My body quivered. She ran the ice over my arm a few times then stopped.

I waited for her next move. I couldn't hear anything except for the music that seemed louder than before. I concentrated on the lively beat that seemed to match the pulse of my heart. 

Again, Celeste held my hand. 

This time, a small ripple of hot liquid ran halfway down the length of my forearm. The burning heat quickly cooled to warm. My arm jumped against the tabletop. Again, she ran a piece of ice along the trail of molten wax.

"What the fuck are you doing?" With my free hand, I raised my hand to remove the blindfold.

"Oh, no you don't." She commanded. 

I left it in place and lowered my hand back down. 

"Where'd you get an idea like this? Jeez, Celeste." I didn't like not being able to see; I started to feel claustrophobic.

"I figured I had to do something with all of these candles," she explained. 

I envisioned a devilish grin on that pretty face of hers. Her blue eyes sparkled when she smiled.

"Remind me the next time I buy you a present." My heart raced. I could feel the sweat emanate from my pores.

Celeste answered with another cascade of candle wax and ice. She did this a few more times. The pattern of cold and hot became tolerable.

I slid around on the bare wooden seat of the chair. It was slick with perspiration. My mind visualized what I couldn't see. 

"Stand up." She ordered. I baby-stepped as she lead me to our destination.

The carpet felt soft on my bare feet. Celeste sat me down on the recliner; the warm leather was soft and comforting. Celeste pulled the lever and leaned it back. 

Before I could say anything, she gave me a wet kiss. As she broke away, another hot trail of wax dripped down and around my breasts. I inhaled sharply. 

A piece of ice cooled the rivulet of wax. 

"Breathe, honey." 

I could hear the smile in her voice.

My senses were sorting themselves out. I couldn't see, yet my mind played mental pictures. My temperature was on the rise, both inside and out. I wanted her. She moved away when I tried to touch her. 

"Not yet, babe. Right now, you are mine." 

I didn't know if I could wait any longer. My juices flowed, making it difficult to stay seated. I became frustrated at not being able to see, to touch her.

"Come on, baby," I pleaded, "I'm so hot for you."

That was an understatement and we both laughed. Any tension melted, and Celeste dripped more wax. She made a trail from between my breasts down to the top of my trimmed bush. My stomach muscles tensed and I breathed a moan. Ice cooled the trail; little drops of water, melted by the heat of her hand, ran down into my crotch. 

I reached for her again and this time she let me touch her. I felt her warm skin against the back of my hand. I turned my palm upward and found her wet. I wanted her even more. 

Celeste moved closer and I slid my fingers into her. She moaned as she squeezed her thighs together. I almost came right then. 

She released her thigh grip; I removed my hand and brought it to my mouth. The sweet aroma wafted upward and I hungrily sniffed. I sucked and licked my fingers, savoring her fresh scent. 

As I relished my treat, Celeste placed an ice cube directly on my clit. My whole body stiffened. The shock was invigorating. She warmed me with her hot breath; tickled and teased with her strong tongue. 

She replaced it with another piece of the ice. The hot-cold exchange drove me wild and I was ready to burst at any second. Her tongue flicked my rosebud. Celeste held a piece of ice as she entered me.

I draped my legs over her shoulders; my hands clamped onto the armrests and I held on for dear life. My body surged, every muscle tightened as I began to jerk about in orgasmic pleasure. 

I could see heaven.



Hot Weather & Sexual Frustration



Hot weather drives me nuts. In a sexual way that is. I am a sub-tropical guy with a countryside upbringing but whenever summer rolls around, I feel like I am at my sexual peak. Specially, since my family had moved to the usually cold state of Massachusetts, where summer is only a two-month thing, I felt like I had to make good use of it. And I did -- doing what I do best, jacking off every free minute I had. Pleasuring myself every opportunity I had living at home was my only hobby during high school and college. Whenever my parents and siblings weren’t around or were busy watching TV, I was busy in my room milking every single drop of cum out of my cock. 

But times change. Hormones are a beautiful thing. You make full use of them as long as you can. But you eventually grow up, finish college, and the next thing you know you are a married guy with 2 kids. That said, summer still drives me nuts. Yes I am still hornier in the summer although I don’t think my wife notices anymore. She is a good woman in her 30s who gets off at raising the kids and being a good wife. I still masturbate, and still do it thinking about my sister who will forever remain the love of my life. No matter how much I love my wife and my kids, I don’t think I will ever love anything else in the world more than this woman who I call my sister.

My love for her is two fold. Yes I am attracted to her body but more importantly, I feel like she understands me. She always did and she was the one who I turned to every time I had something to share or something to complain about. We always communicated well, and I felt like she was my only reprieve, growing up in a house full of boys and parents who barely talked or communicated with us. Even though she is 6 years younger than me, and happily married to her husband, she knows I still lust after her. 

Four years ago, when she announced she was getting married to Jay, I finally realized how much I loved this woman and how depressed I would feel if she left the house with another man. My anger just exploded. Sexual frustration coupled with the hot weather just got me out of control. Little did I know it would turn out to be for the better.

“What do you mean Jay is a nice guy?” I yelled at her when she first told everyone. 

“He is! He is committed to me and he had a great career ahead of him. I feel secure with him.” She replied. 

“Come on… How long have you known him?” I asked, frustrated.

We were sitting in her room, chatting about her upcoming wedding to this guy Jay. Now I knew he was a nice guy and everything but my sister hadn’t gone out with any guys before this. This looked like a very hasty decision.

“I have known him for a year and mom and dad also agree that he is nice and comes from a good family.” She replied calmly.

“But how do you know if he is the right guy for you? You haven’t even dated anyone!” I argued.

“It’s not as if mom and dad let us!” She replied, rolling her eyes. “Besides, dating doesn’t prove anything.”

“But what if you two don’t get along.” I asked.

“I have done enough to know that we will.” She said.

“What?” I didn’t understand what she meant. My head just took a spin!

“I have known him enough,” she said.

“How?” I raised my voice again.

“What do you mean how?” she looked puzzled.

“What did you do with him?” I asked forcefully. 

“Nothing mom and dad won’t approve.” She said calmly again. “It’s not like we had sex or anything!”

Use of the word sex drove me nuts too. We didn’t talk like this in our conservative household. And now she was acting all adult.

“You expect me to believe this bullshit?” I got aggressive. 

“What the fuck are you trying to imply?” She said, visibly annoyed.

“You said it yourself. You have been with him for a year and who knows what you did!” I shouted again.

“Look I am marrying the guy! What difference does it make anyway?” She looked puzzled. 

“So you had sex with the guy!?,” I said shaking my head and lowering my tone.

“Shut up Ali, You are the last person who should try and lecture me about obeying mom and dad’s laws about not dating. I know how many girls have you been with!” She raised her voice this time.

“I am not lecturing. I am just appalled at that guy’s guts!” I was pissed because the guy had dared lay his hands on my sister. This probably had less to do with my regard for family honor, and more with my lust after my sister.

“I am just as much to blame, Ali,” she looked at me.

“I can’t fathom this! He saw you naked and you just spread your legs for him!” I yelled.

“Yeah just like the sluts you fuck!” She replied nastily. 

“Hey watch your tongue!” I got up and pointed my finger at her. “You are not like that!” 

“How would you know? And what the fuck do you care anyway? If I wasn’t your sister, you would be fucking me too!” 

I was shocked at this behavior of hers. We had our fights but never of this nature and she had never talked like this to me. Most of all, she was using words which I didn’t even fathom existing in her vocabulary. She was either not really comfortable with her marriage decision and was taking her frustration out on me, or she was just pissed off at me. I didn’t care. I was just angry and horny!

“Hah…” I pounded my fist on the table angrily. “That son of a bitch! How dare he lay his hands on you.” I yelled.

“Just like you lay your hands on those bitches you bang in your car.” she said sarcastically.

“Shut the fuck up Rima.” I shouted.

“You get horny too don’t you Ali? And they want you too.” She said in the same facetious tone.

“B…But…” I stuttered in anger.

“Yes, I wanted him too!” She said looking straight into my eyes. I was shocked! Her eyes looked cloudy, not angry.

“Goddamit Rima, you are way out of line.”  I yelled and moved closer to her as if to choke her.

She held my hand to stop me. And then rubbed it gently. She had never touched me before. 

“And I wondered why those bitches spread their legs for you Ali… Your manhood, this sense of honor,” she said looking straight into my eyes as I looked away in anger. 

“I would too.” 

“Shut the fuck up. You are talking like a crazy bitch.” I yelled and jerked her hand away.

“And you look like a crazy seductive dog Ali.” She caressed my hand. “You would fuck me too if you were Jay.” 

“You are my sister and I am gonna hit you if you don’t stop talking this crap. I am outta here”. I yelled and stormed out of the room.

She ran after me into my bedroom. I didn’t look at her but she continued.

“But if you were Jay and you were with me for a year, wouldn’t you wanna fuck me?” She asked again, looking into my eyes.

“You are talking crap. What drug are you on?” I said angrily.

“Listen Ali. You know you want to fuck me, don’t you?” She smiled.

“Shut the fuck up.”

“Your anger, your aggression… ahhh… makes me want to spread my legs out open and just engulf your cock inside my cunt my dear brother.” She came close and grabbed my crotch.

“Fuck you bitch.” I yelled but didn’t move.

She knew I was hard. She knew I had lusted after her ever since we had hit puberty. She knew what she was doing. She knew this was her only chance before she got married. She wanted me too I guess.

“Yes, fuck me hard.” She said and planted her lips on mine, pushing me on the bed.

“Mmmm…” This sound was all I could muster while she pinned me down and rubbed her crotch against mine. Her tongue was roaming around my mouth, playing games with mine as I tried to ram it inside her throat. My erect cock was poking her pussy hard as we rubbed each other all over.

“Take off your bitch sister’s clothes you horny motherfucker.” She commanded.

“You fucking cunt!” I yelled and then planted my lips back on her mouth again.

My hands were now undressing her. I pulled my head back from her face and pulled her shirt off, exposing her bra. We continued to dry hump.

“Is this what you do to those sluts?” She panted.

“Is this how you fucked Jay?” I yelled back. And then went right back to work, squeezing her tits out of her black lacy bra.

“No you barbaric son of a bitch! He… is a gentleman.” She groaned and panted.

“Well, fuck that motherfucker.” I yelled back as I squeezed her tits.

“Take your clothes off! What are you scared?” She teased, rubbing her crotch violently against my hard on.

“Fuck you!” I screamed and slapped her face. I was outraged at her behavior and horny as hell.

To my surprise, she smiled and planted her lips on mine again, sucking down my throat. Her hands were now unbuttoning my pants. My hands were still on her tits, squeezing her nipples hard as she moaned in pain. She had a large brown areola, and large protruding nipples, which looked even harder when they were erect. I pinched her nipples outwards and then sideways. I then pressed them into her as hard as I could, only to let them spring back up again. She yelled in pain:

“You brute motherfucker!!!”

She had pulled down my pants and my cock was now springing from my boxers.  I had to move back a bit and pulled off my shorts and then I pulled off my shirt as well.

“Dirty slut!” I muttered.

She stepped back pulling her pants down, exposing her panties. She was in a rage of her own, mumbling to herself:

“Motherfucker wants to fuck other girls! I’ll show him how to fuck his own sister.”

“Shut the fuck up… you fucking slut!” I yelled, “How dare you let that asshole fuck you?

She had the look of a warrior in her eyes. She smelled blood! Violently she threw herself at me.  Sticking to my naked body, she rolled her panties off her pussy, sucking on my lips and tongue and pressing her boobs hard against mine. Her pussy was surrounded with hair and didn’t look like she had shaved in a while. Maybe she was waiting for the wedding to come close.

“He put it… in my pussy… just like this!” She grunted and guided my cock inside her hole. It took a few tries to enter her tight cunt. It was clear she hadn’t had sex that many times with Jay.

Our sexual frustrations were boiling over. Restrictions placed on us by our family had resulted into this. We had both become sex fiends. Lusting after each other’s bodies throughout puberty hadn’t helped either. We couldn’t have boyfriends and girlfriends while we were growing up so all we had were each other to fantasize about. And I guess she wanted to live her fantasies before she got married.

Me? I didn’t care. I was in a fit of testosterone driven rage. 

“I bet… that homo …that motherfucker… he…didn’t do jack shit for you…… you little slut,” I grunted as I pumped my cock inside her pussy.

We made a thumping noise as we fucked hard. 

“You are not a man! … You are a beast!” She growled as her tits moved up and down with our fucking motion.

I could feel her cunt heat all around my crotch. My cock was like in a ring of fire inside her pussy. The juices she was secreting were boiling hot and they were flowing all over my balls, mixing with my pre-cum from before and our sweat.

“Bitch. You need a beast!” I panted and slapped her face again. She followed it with a hysterical laugh and loud moan.

“Ahh… How do you like… fucking your sister now? … You big man…you!” She was out of breath.

I didn’t reply to this. I was loving this and just went right into another kiss, biting her lips with my teeth as she started to bleed a little.

“Slowly… Bastard!” She panted.

I licked the blood off her lips as our crotches continued to collide. This time I kissed her gently, sucking on her tongue. My hands were now caressing her boobs nicely, rolling my fingers around her nipples and touching them to arouse them occasionally, driving her nuts.

“Ali….” She moaned loudly.

“What!” I yelled back, slapping her face. “Take it like a slut.” I continued to pump my cock as she pushed back with her vagina.

“Ali………..” She let out another long moan, “I have always loved you Ali!” 

“I love you… too Rima.” I pulled back from her, look straight into her eyes and confessed, “I have wanted you … since we were little kids!” I was panting while admitting this.

She just smiled and hugged me with her arms tight. “I know… you horny motherfucker! … Now you get to fuck… me…” Saying this she locked her lips on mine again, aggressively resuming the fucking.

I was now about to cum and she could feel the tension building inside my balls.

“I am… about to… blow.” I yelled.

“Cum in me.” She screamed back. “Do it you savage son of a bitch!”

With a loud shudder, I expulsed my man seed inside her belly, my body shivering with thrill and jerking each time the semen sprayed out of my cock.

“Ahh...” I panted. “Rima I love you.” 

Saying this I engaged her in another long kiss. We laid on our bed for a while. I know she hadn’t cum and I had to make her cum before this was all over. But before I could go down on her, she asked:

“Did you do any of those sluts in the ass?”

To be continued…



Hot Weekend



I still don't know to this day how it came about but sometime fairly soon after we met, my wife, Lisa, and I realized that aside from being really good friends and sharing a wide range of mutual interests, we also shared a sexual fantasy, and that was for her to get it on with a tall, young and hot stud.

What helped propel the fantasy along was that we live in Asia where there are very few opportunities to meet such a specimen, and anyway with her being, despite her very provocative dress sense and ability to flirt with the best of them, a good Asian girl, she always insisted that it would remain a fantasy.

Through regular exercise and trying to stay out of fast food joints, at 38, I've managed to keep myself in reasonable shape. I run when time permits and swim occasionally in the hotel pools on my travels. 

Lisa on the other hand eats what she likes, does almost zero exercise, and at approaching 30 has the body of an Olympic athlete. She has curves in the right places including a gorgeous ass and carries almost zero body fat. I don't know how she does it, but who cares? I have a beautiful, loving wife for a life partner, who gets more admiring stares and whistles than anyone else I know, and not just from the guys.

So, anyway, enough background and onto the story... 

We were planning to spend the weekend in nearby Phuket where we would be staying at a plush hotel on the island courtesy of a package I had got through my air mileage.

Checking into the hotel on Saturday morning, we noticed that there was to be a beach party further down the beach that night and that hotel guests were automatically on the guest list. We thought no more of it as we figured it was probably one of those corporate functions which were not that much fun. 

Not wanting to waste any time we quickly completed the check-in formalities, headed off to our room to change and then hit the beach. Now before we go on, just a quick word about the room. Firstly, it wasn't a room; it was a suite, with an ocean view to die for and a walk-on balcony off the lounge area running from one side to the other. There was a huge bed, a multi-head rain shower and even a hot tub. Perfect

Hitting the deserted beach, Lisa quickly rolled out a towel and lay down un-hooking her bikini top as she did, and announced that she was going to sleep. Once I'd completed my job of applying lotion to her back and the backs of her legs, I decided I would have a light jog up and down the surf. 

About 30 minutes later I came back sweating and panting only to find that Lisa was nowhere to be seen. No problem, I thought, she's either gone to get a drink or popped to the restroom. It was only when she finally came back around 10 minutes later that she explained that there was a group playing volleyball a little further down the beach and as they were a little short of numbers they'd asked her to join in.

I thought it kind of unusual for local people to invite complete strangers to join a game in that manner so I casually asked where they were from. 

"Oh, I don't know" she said. "There was a real mix of accents. Some European-sounding, some American and a few Australian I think. I spoke to one girl who was from Germany and she told me they were all exchange students doing a semester at the local university."

We stayed out in the sun for the remainder of the day, had an occasional dip in the sea to cool down when the heat got unbearable, and then around 6pm we headed back to the hotel to clean up for dinner.

Once back in the room I nodded off to sleep for another couple of hours or so while Lisa got her design books out and did a little studying, so by the time we were ready to head down for dinner it was around 9.30pm and we weren't actually all that hungry.

I had a different kind of hunger now though as I gazed at Lisa who looked stunning. Of course being at the beach she was wearing one of her trademark mini skirts, and a top which was not really a top at all but a strategically wrapped silk scarf which left her pert boobs free to bob around but were also visible if you just got yourself at the right angle behind her and showed off her model-like, golden brown shoulders..

Seeing that the party down the beach was now in full swing we agreed to head down that way and take a look. Once we'd popped our heads around the door and maybe had a quick drink if we still felt like eating we could get room service back at the hotel.

We got quite a surprise to find that it wasn't at all what we had imagined and was in fact entirely populated by young 20-somethings. I got an even bigger surprise when, while I was at the bar ordering drinks, a group of them walked right up to Lisa and greeted her like a long lost friend. They were clearly complementing her on her appearance and she, at her flirtatious best, was lapping it all up and reveling in it.

The mystery was solved once we regrouped; when she revealed that they were from the beach earlier that day and that they were all exchange students as she had explained.

"But I thought you said they were girls," I enquired, clearly feeling a little short-changed that she had had a vigorous beach volleyball session with a group of 20-something guys and not told me.

"No." she said matter of factly. "The only one I really spoke to was that girl over there. The rest carried on playing while I took a rest. Actually, now I think about it they did mention that I was welcome at their party but I just didn't put two and two together and realize it was this one."

I headed to the bar and no sooner had I gone than she was whisked off to the dance floor by a couple of the guys who had greeted her when we first walked in and I watched as she teased them with some of her sexiest moves and they tried to keep up with her.

Lisa was in her element on the dance floor and I noticed the two guys glance at each other a couple of times as if to acknowledge that they had got more than they bargained for.

A few dances later and Lisa was back by my side albeit looking slightly red in the face and ready for a drink, having exerted so much energy.

The two guys were in their early twenties and I have to admit that they were both in good shape and both at least six feet tall. The slightly shorter of the two had cropped blonde hair and wore orange shorts and a brown shirt which showed off his great tan, while the other had a darker complexion with curly brown hair and was wearing white shorts and a white shirt. In all honesty, both looked like they could have been models if they'd wanted. 

After a couple of drinks I decided it was now my turn for a dance and led Lisa out into the middle of the floor. We danced a couple of disco numbers and then stuck around for a slow song, when we held each other and admitted to each other how horny we each were, with her having teased the guys all night, and me having watched her.

The party was clearly winding down so we decided to call it a night and having said goodnight started to walk back to the hotel. 

In the hotel reception we bumped into Ben and Olivier the two guys from the party. Lisa made the introductions and we joked about her almost wearing them out on the dance floor.

They turned out to be two very nice young guys once we got talking I invited them to join us on our balcony to help us finish the bottle of champagne we had ordered earlier. 

We sat and chatted among the four of us, covering subjects as diverse as university and our respective home countries (Ben was Italian and Olivier half-French and half-Swedish) and they were keen to know about my business too. Lisa was keen to know if the guys had girlfriends but both gave the safe (and I suspect bullshit) answer that they were too busy with their studies.

I couldn't help noticing that, as interested in the conversation as they appeared to be, their eyes would frequently stray towards Lisa and I often caught them trying to catch a peek up her short skirt or checking out her boobs through the sheer silk of her top. She was either oblivious to their attempts or pretended not to notice. 

Eventually Lisa announced that she was going to turn in for the night joking that it was so that she would have enough energy for the volleyball game the next day and thanked the guys for their company and with a half promise of us joining them on the beach the next day for some more volleyball.

The guys and I carried on drinking and in Lisa's absence the conversation was getting more and more raunchy, with me letting them know how much she got turned on by getting guys like them aroused. They agreed that she did seem to be enjoying teasing them. 

It was at that point that I suggested to the guys half-serious and half-joking that we should play a little trick on Lisa and see what her response would be. The deal was I would go and check that Lisa was asleep and then have one of the guys strip down to his shorts and hop into bed beside her to see at what point she would notice.

Now, looking back, I have to admit that having had a few drinks and getting a little tired myself, I hadn't thought through what all of the various outcomes of our innocent little game might be but guessed that the result would be Lisa waking up in shock and throwing the young guy out of bed, giving me a telling off for jerking her around but eventually seeing the funny side of it. 

I let myself into the bedroom and confirmed that she was asleep. I signaled to Ben, the taller and darker of the two, to enter the room. As instructed he headed to the shower and quickly cleaned up while Olivier and I watched the bedroom from the balcony giggling at the thought of Lisa's reaction. Having toweled off and slipped back into his shorts Ben gently pulled back the sheet and climbed into the vacant space besides Lisa. 

In the darkness we could just make out that Ben just lay there on his back not really knowing what to do. He needn't have worried because Lisa, assuming I had finally joined her in bed, rolled over and snuggled up to Ben. It was incredibly exciting seeing Lisa unwittingly in full close contact with a young, handsome stranger. 

I was surprised that she had not twigged yet that it was not me and was wondering how to end the joke and take my rightful place alongside my wife, when I got an even bigger surprise.

Lisa had pulled Ben's face towards her and proceeded to give him a long and sensuous kiss. Ben responded, not wanting to give the game away, by returning the kiss. He placed her back on her back, I assumed, to see if she would go back to sleep, but I was wrong. He kissed her deeper and deeper and she for her part was pulling him into her. 

This was not the outcome I had been expecting and the sensible side of me should have marched in there, broken things up and explained the joke, but the sight of Lisa exchanging kisses with Ben was exciting and I wanted to see at what point she would realize it was a stranger she was kissing and not me. 

I couldn't quite see what was happening now that they were intertwined, so signaled to Olivier to follow me into the bedroom to get a closer look and we took up a position in shadow about 2 metres away from the bed. The first thing I noticed was Ben's shorts on the floor by the side of the bed. He must have slipped them off out of sight of the window before climbing into bed. The thought that they were both naked under the sheet was certainly not in the script but even more of a turn-on. 

As Ben leaned over Lisa she slid her hands all over his smooth and naked torso and well-toned arms. He was now kissing her neck and she was reciprocating with sighs and moans to indicate pleasure. He had found one of her major erogenous zones.

His mouth moved down to her breasts and he gently licked at the soft brown nipple on her left breast and then at the right. At this Lisa writhed with pleasure and instead of the soft moaning of earlier she was now gasping with excitement as the feeling tingled through her entire body.

Eventually his tongue found her hairless pussy and she arched her back as his tongue flicked over her clitoris and found her sweet pussy lips. 

Leaving this incredibly erotic scene, Olivier had adjourned to the bathroom and from the sound it was clear that he was taking a shower.

I continued to watch as Ben worked his magic tongue over Lisa's pussy and felt sure she was at the point of coming. I was right and as she came with a long deep groan, she gripped Ben's short brown hair pulling him into her pussy. She was in ecstasy but I felt sure there was more to come.

She rolled over onto her side and rolled Ben onto his back. For the first time I got a view of Ben's cock. It was about 8 inches long and somewhat thicker than mine. Lisa kissed Ben full on the lips and must surely have tasted her own pussy on his lips. He lay back as she gradually worked her way down his young body with her tongue. 

Her hand slipped around his cock and she brought her soft lips to the head. Her tongue licked at the full purple head and took it into her mouth. Her hands cupped his heavy and hairless balls. It was now his turn to groan with pleasure. I knew she needed his cock inside her and she wasted no time in straddling him and positioning his long manhood at the opening of her pussy.

I moved closer to get a better look and at that point Olivier returned from the shower wearing only a towel to join me at the foot of the bed. It was clear from the way the towel was hanging that Olivier also had a massive erection.

Lisa slid the head of Ben's cock along the opening of her glistening pussy and with a gasp from both of them slid it inside her.

I quickly weighed up the situation and realized that I neither wanted nor knew how to stop my gorgeous wife from having sex with these strangers and as if to endorse what I was thinking Olivier slipped his towel off to reveal he was also well-endowed and proceeded to masturbate at the sight of his buddy and my wife making love. 

Lisa had slid down over Ben's cock and took nearly the entire length into her. Ben pulled Lisa closer and gave her a deep his on the lips. His hands moved sensuously over her breasts giving her nipples a pinch to heighten her pleasure. Lisa pulled away from the kiss and arched her body upwards. This was the most erotic sight I could ever have imagined my wife taking the long thick cock of a young handsome stranger deep into her pussy.

She moaned with pleasure and started to ride up and down cowgirl-style. Her breathing was coming faster and faster as she writhed and the moaning seemed to be coming from deeper and deeper within her body. 

"Fuck me, Ben. Fuck me. Oh yes. Yes" she cried.

Eventually with almost a scream her body lost control and she rode herself to a long deep orgasm. She continued to ride his cock and the waves off streamed through her body.

"Oh yes, keep it going. Yes, yes, yes!" her cries continued.

Once her orgasm had subsided she leaned forward and kissed him passionately on the lips. She continued to ride and he pushed his hips up to match her rhythm. She had orgasm after orgasm each one wracking her body with a deep pleasure as Ben used his young cock to its fullest potential.

Both of their bodies were soaked with sweat from their exertions. What an incredibly erotic sight. 

Lisa rolled off Ben's cock and lay on her back and indicated to the youngster that it was his turn to do some of the work. Ben obliged and kneeling over her placed his cock, now soaked in Lisa's pussy juice, at the entrance to Lisa's pussy and slid it all the way in with ease. 

Lisa gasped and dug her fingernails into his back pulling him into her. Again her back arched as she tried to take him as deeply and fully as possible. She pulled her legs up as high as they would go and Ben, as if understanding her desire for deepness, obliged by lifting them onto his shoulders.

Every stroke from now on would send both of them crashing towards orgasms and the first to succumb to uncontrollable urge was Ben.

"Oh, Lisa. I'm going to come." he cried

I'm coming. Ohhh!" he went on as his hot cream filled Lisa's pussy. 

He continued pumping and Lisa continued pulling him into her until eventually their rhythm slowed down and after a long lingering kiss he slid his cock out and lay down by her side with his arm around her. 

She looked up and saw me standing at the side of the bed and smiled a knowing smile. She later told me she had overheard us talking outside so knew the game plan from the start but just wanted to see how far I would take it.

I left them there and headed into the shower to cool off. I had just witnessed the most erotic sight of my beautiful young Asian wife making love to a hard-bodied and handsome young stranger. 

Sitting on the side of the bed, Olivier by now had his cock in his hand and stroked his hardness so that his firm balls rose up to the base of his shaft. It was clear that he wanted a go and I winked to him to give him the all-clear to go next.

Lisa was also keen to carry on having been taken to the brink by Ben and then left hanging as he came deep inside her. 

She pulled Olivier over to her and they kissed; she lying flat on her back and he on his side facing her. 

I quickly showered and by the time I was back I was faced with another erotic sight. She still had her left arm around Ben and he was by now sitting up kissing her left breast while she continued a passionate kiss with Olivier. She made it abundantly clear that she was ready for some more hard fucking.

The blonde-haired youngster wasted no time and kneeling between her legs and using Ben's cum as lubricant slowly slid his hard cock into her still burning pussy.

"Come on Olivier. Fuck me." She screamed again pulling him into her. Olivier pounded into her as she whimpered and groaned.

He pulled her legs up and over his shoulders to get as deep as possible and then pushed her legs down towards her body. He couldn't believe how far her legs could go back and it enabled him to get right inside her.

She had almost lost control as the waves of pleasure hit her one after another.

He was lying on top of her now still thrusting deep into her but now also grinding into her clit. She grabbed his firm ass and pulled him deep into her and as she did so she writhed in the deepest pleasure she had ever experienced as wave after wave of orgasm hit her and wracked her body with pleasure. 

Lisa pulled away as the orgasm subsided and still panting she rolled over onto all fours. Olivier took his cue and positioned the large purple head of his cock at the opening of her pussy and gripping full hips slid his manhood deep into her from behind.

As Olivier thrust in and out Ben positioned himself under Lisa and kissed her passionately. The depth that Olivier was able to achieve in this position caused Lisa to lose control. She pushed back onto Olivier's cock allowing Ben to kiss her breats. 

Lisa was moaning and groaning in ecstasy and the excitement she was experiencing drove Olivier on as he continued to thrust into her.

Ben by now had positioned his newly hardened cock near to Lisa's mouth and she obliged by licking in turns the head and shaft. 

Before long the deep thrusting had driven Olivier to orgasm and he too lost control and groaned as he shot his load deep into Lisa's pussy. He continued to thrust as he filled her pussy with his hot cum.

Eventually he pulled out leaving her with her beautiful round ass high in the air while she sucked on Ben's cock.

This was my cue. It was finally my turn and I slid my cock into her from behind. She continued to work on Ben's cock with both her mouth and her hands. 

Knowing that she liked to have her ass slapped I duly obliged and spanked each cheek until it was glowing red.

This drove her higher and higher until eventually she arched her back upwards, let go of Ben's cock, and screamed with delight as another orgasm streaked through her body. This one was not as deep as the others but continued longer and left her unable to control herself and she slumped forward onto Ben's body resting her head on his chest and grasping him tightly her slender brown arms.




Hot Weekend



My wife, Mary, and I decided to have a quiet weekend away, we didn't want to travel far so I booked a couple of nights in a small hotel in a small village on the edge of the New Forest. Whenever we went away I always had a sense of anticipation, sometimes my senses let me down but on this occasion they proved to be spot on.

We booked in and went to our room and unpacked, we then went down to check the place out. Anyway to cut to the chase we went back up to our room to get ready for the evening, I showered and changed and Mary had a bath and got herself ready in the bathroom, when she came out she was wearing a long dress and was showing just a bit of cleavage with a hint of black lace just visible under her dress.

We went into the bar and had a couple of drinks before going in to eat, after our meal we went back to the bar for another drink or two, I wasn't going to have much, I didn't want the drink to spoil anything.

The bar was quite crowded but we soon found a couple of seats, we were sitting side by side and my hand touched her thigh and I immediately felt the unmistakable outline of a suspender. Now this was just what I had been hoping for, I knew then that we were in for a good night. Of course I made sure that my hand continued to brush against her thigh as often as possible and I could see that Mary knew that I knew she was wearing stockings.

After a couple more drinks we decided it was time to up to our room, Mary was just a little bit tipsy, she was never a great drinker, but by no means was she drunk, just in a happy mood. 

On returning to our room we kissed and my hands wandered over her body and it became obvious that she had dressed for sex that night. Mary told me to go into the bathroom and freshen up and she would get ready for bed, I wasn't about to object so I duly obliged, had a good wash and came out of the bathroom naked, a wonderful feeling of anticipation running through me.

What a sight greeted me, there stretched out on the bed was what I can only describe as a sexual vision. There she was wearing black stockings paired with a gorgeous black lace outfit, not a Basque but a soft see through thing with suspenders attached. Her gorgeous full breasts barely contained by the lacy cups, a tiny black g-string that just about covered her pussy completed this beautiful vision.

I could only stand and stare for a few moments, by now I had an enormous hard-on and a silly grin on my face while Mary looked at me and smiled. I joined her on the bed and we put our arms around each other and kissed passionately, our tongues exploring each others mouth. I had to stop myself from jumping on her and fucking her brains out there and then, as I wanted this night to last as long as possible. More often than not we would put the lights out but no that night, they were staying on, I didn't want to miss a thing.

I started to gently caress her breasts and could feel her nipples hardening under the thin lacy fabric as I ran my hands over those wonderful firm full tits. All the while I was kissing and licking her ear, this was something that was guaranteed to get her going. I then turned my attention from her breasts to her pussy, slowly moving my hand down her body over her stomach until I felt her tiny panties. I resisted the temptation to immediately slide my hand under the soft lacy fabric and instead slid my hand over them gently pressing on her pussy as I did so. I lingered there for a few moments moving my fingers slowly and deliberately to arouse her, Mary's body was responding with slow hip movements in time with the rhythm of my fingers pressing on her pussy.

My hand continued its journey down between her legs which parted at my touch and she lifted her hips very slightly and let out a quiet sigh, my fingers went as far as they could until I was touching her tight little anus. Normally Mary would not let me linger there but tonight it seemed she was determined that nothing was off limits! My finger gently circled her anus; there was only the thin narrow fabric of her g-string between it and my fingers. I pressed gently and she let out a moan of pleasure, easing the fabric aside I very gently pushed the tip of my finger a small way into her. I decided not to go any further as the last thing I wanted was to hurt her in any way and spoil the moment. After a few minutes of this I withdrew my finger and sat up.

She laid there, her arms above her head gripping the headboard, I moved between her legs which parted even wider for me and knelt there looking at her, god she looked fucking beautiful. I said "I'm going to lick your pussy and make you cum, is that what you want?" She said "yes please" and I replied "I can't hear you, what do you want me to do?" She replied "lick my cunt". I lowered myself down until my face was inches away from her pussy, barely covered by the tiny g-string, she smelt wonderful. I gently pulled her panties to one side revealing her wonderful pussy, I could see that she was already wet from my touch and was ready for sex. I ran my fingers over her pussy and gently pushed two fingers into her wet hole, her back arched as I pushed my fingers slowly and deeper into her. I then began to gently and slowly move them back and forth going deep into her with every thrust, she was gripping the headboard and her hips were moving in time with my hand. By the way the picture here is not the outfit she had on but it's a great picture so what the hell.

Just as I sensed that she was about to cum I withdrew my fingers and ran them over her lips and she opened her mouth and licked her juices from them. My hands then moved to her breasts and I gently pulled the out until they were fully exposed, her nipples were erect and she responded to my touch sighing and moaning with pleasure.

While my hands enjoyed her tits I moved down and my mouth started to explore her pussy, god she was wet! My tongue worked its way around her cunt and every now and again I would take some skin between my lips and suck and squeeze it in my mouth before releasing and moving on. My tongue eventually found her hard clit and went to work on it. I flicked it with the end of my tongue and then took it in my mouth sucking it and applying gentle pressure, by now Mary was writhing around and groaning in ecstasy, she clamped her legs together preventing me from moving my head away, I remember thinking what a way to go, suffocated by a soaking wet cunt!

My tongue eventually moved from her clit and I penetrated her succulent wet cunt with it, all I could hear were cries of "yes, yes I want more, don't stop". I had no intention of disappointing her and was licking and sucking her like there was no tomorrow, my face wet from her juices. It was then that I noticed she was using her fingers on her clit, she was really going for it, and this only served to spur me on. I don't know how long this went on but inevitably there was only one thing that was going to happen, she came with an intensity that I had never seen before. She screamed with pleasure, her hips thrusting so hard I thought I was going to lose some teeth as her pussy slammed repeatedly against my mouth.

I rolled away from her, breathless with her juices covering my face, looking over she was breathing hard herself, her breasts rising and falling. I moved closer and we kissed and cuddled. My cock was dripping with pre cum and wanted only one thing and that was to go where my mouth had just been, in her mouth and then her cunt.

As I was about to make the next move she said something that, to put it mildly, shocked me. She said that she had forgotten to ring her sister, I couldn't believe it! We had just had the most passionate session of fore play and I was gagging to fuck her and she calmly told me she was going to make a phone call!

She said to put the TV on and watch Match of the Day for a while, I was almost speechless but later realised that this was part of her plan for the night, she had planned to split the session into two to make the night last as long as possible and I would just have to put up with it.

Anyway she made the call while I watched the football, thinking about it, to anyone looking in it must have seemed really bazaar, there we both were led on a bed, me naked and Mary dressed for sex, he cunt wet having just finished a wonderful session and she was on the phone and I was watching telly!

After a while I decided to see if I could move things on a bit so I lay there and started playing with my cock which quickly responded, I had to be careful as the last thing I wanted was to wank myself off, I had unfinished business to see to. I looked over to Mary and she was watching me but still talking on the phone. I then thought I have to up my game a bit so reached over and started playing with her breasts. Mary gave me a playful glare so I then turned my attention to her pussy and after a few minutes I felt her hips move in response to my touch and knew I was having the desired affect.

As my fingers continued to stimulate her clit I noticed that she was having a problem talking naturally and sure enough she had to bring the call to a rapid close before her sister suspected anything. Thank fuck for that, now we could get on with the important stuff.

Now it was my turn to be on the receiving end, Mary went to work on me, first she played with my nipples, stroking, licking, sucking and biting them in turn and they responded becoming harder than I have ever seen them before. Then her hand started to work its magic, she ran her fingers down to my groin deliberately avoiding my throbbing hard cock and my heavy balls. Her fingers traced their way around my thighs and on down to my ass. By now I had opened my legs wide and her fingers danced around my ass and balls driving me mad.

I was quietly begging her to touch my cock and stroke my balls, I was moving my hips hoping she would get the message but she made me wait, all the time her tongue was keeping my nipples happy.

Slowly her mouth worked its way down my body but she still avoided the one thing I wanted her to lick, the bitch was driving me mad! Her tongue moved around the base of my cock and past my balls, she ran it along my inner thighs and gently nuzzled my balls with her lips. She kept this up for a few more minutes, by now I was a mess, my hips were writhing around and I was almost whimpering in anticipation of what was to come.

I then felt the gentle touch of her fingers around my throbbing, dribbling cock. She spoke asking me what it was wanted. I replied saying "please suck my cock." Now it as her turn to make me beg by replying that she might just wank me off and then get an early night. By now I was gagging for it and practically begged her suck me and then I promised I would fuck her for as long as she wanted.

She didn't say another word and I watched as she lowered her head and her tongue flicked around the throbbing purple head of my cock. Pulling the skin right back she ran her tongue around the head, licked the opening before lowering her face and taking it very slowly deep into her mouth. Her head started slow rhythmic movements and she alternated the pressure she applied with each movement, I was in fucking heaven.

After some time she released my cock from her mouth and let her hand do the work, wanking me furiously, my body was writhing around and I was begging her not to make me cum. After a few minutes of this she thrust it into her mouth again, the sensation I felt was unbelievable, how I didn't shoot my load there and then I would never know. More wonderful licking and sucking followed until I could take no more and I begged her to let me fuck her.

She rolled onto her back and I mounted her, pulling her g-string aside my cock entered her socking wet cunt and we fucked like animals, there was nothing gentle about it. I was pounding into her and she was writhing around under me, the noises we were making must have sounded like two animals fucking.

Eventually I slowed down, pulled my cock out of her hole and told her to turn over, this she did presenting her glorious ass to me with just the thin string disappearing into her crack and down between her legs. I grabbed her hips and pulled her up to her knees, I parted her ass cheeks and rammed my cock into her, she was complimenting my thrusts with her own and I could here my balls slapping against her as we fucked.

Her ripe ass was irresistible and I gave her a hard slap, first on the right cheek and then the left, she shouted saying "beat me, beat me you bastard!" very quickly her cheeks had a gorgeous rosy glow as my hand beat on that gorgeous ass. I slowed down and my thrusts became more controlled, Mary was moaning with pure pleasure.

I then ran a finger down the crack of her ass to her tight little asshole and proceeded to play with it as I continued to fuck her, by now she has lowered her face into the pillow making her ass stand up even more, I had a clear view of my cock penetrating her cunt and of her tight asshole, what a site to see. The next thing I felt was her hand on my balls as she reached back to touch me, a wonderful sensation that made me thrust even harder, I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back as I fucked her.

By now Mary was swearing and shouting at me to fuck her harder, she raised herself up and I reached round to grab one of her tits which was bouncing around madly, I found her hard nipple and squeezed and twisted it, "fuck me you bastard" she kept on saying. I turned her over and moved up her body straddling her chest, I put my hands behind her head and thrust my cock into her mouth and proceeded to fuck her face, violently pulling her head onto my cock, by now this was not love making but just raw, hard sex.

Eventually I let go of her face and turned her onto her side, lifted her leg exposing her cunt, I was positioned behind her, she reached down to my cock and guided it into her and we fucked some more, again I had a great view of the action. Her hand moved to her clit and she wanked herself off as I fucked her hard, eventually I could hold back no longer and shot my hot load into her cunt as she let out a scream of pleasure coming almost at the same time as me, our juices spilling from her hot cunt. We stayed coupled together enjoying the moment, her breasts were rising and falling from her exertions and I couldn't resist giving them a squeeze and gently sucking on her still hard nipples.

She gave out a satisfied sigh as I withdrew my cock from her hot wet cunt, our juices spilling out. We fell apart and lay side by side trying to get our breath as we basked in the afterglow of the most wonderful lovemaking you can imagine. The next morning, at breakfast, I was remembering the night before when Mary put her hand on my cock and gave me a knowing smile, what a night!

The next night we went to bed and enjoyed each others bodies in a much more gentle way. After bathing we lay on the bed, Mary was wearing just a baby doll nighty and tiny panties which were stretched tightly over her pussy while I was naked as usual, I was lying on my stomach and I felt Mary's hands massaging my back sprinkling talcum powder all over me and gently rubbing it in. When she turned her attention to my ass I opened my legs slightly and her hand moved down to caress my balls. I lifted my hips and her hand passed under my balls and onto my cock which was not yet fully erect.

She stroked and caressed my balls and cock for a few minutes before I turned over and she continued to gently caress my cock which, by now, was starting to respond to her touch. Mary then gently kissed my nipples and stroked them with her tongue, her hand still stroking my cock.

We kissed and my hand was stroking her back moving closer she put her leg over mine so that her pussy was pressing onto my thigh, we moved together, her pussy rubbing up and down against my thigh and I could feel her panties getting moist on my skin. My hand was by now stroking her ass and my fingers found there way down to her anus and I gently stroked it. We continued kissing for a while before I gently rolled her onto her back, she parted her legs and the thin delicate fabric of her moist panties was stretched tightly over her pussy, the shape of her lips clearly visible. I moved between her legs and mounted her, pushing her panties to one side I gently penetrated her slowly sliding my now hard cock into her gorgeous, wet cunt.

I stayed in that position as we kissed and I sucked her nipples, her breasts by now had spilled over the top of her tiny nighty. Slowly I started to move my hips back and forth eventually withdrawing my cock to the entrance of her cunt. Reaching down I took hold of my cock and moved it against her clit, rubbing it against the magic button, Mary sighed and moan with pleasure. I then returned it to her cunt, rubbing against her lips and sliding the head just into the pink entrance of her cunt, I repeated this a number of times until she whispered, "Please fuck me." Once again I slowly entered her and began fucking her very slowly, Mary responded by moving her hips against my thrusts and moaning each time my cock penetrated fully into her. Gradually we increased the speed of our movements and she started to moan with pleasure.

We kept this up for some time before I raised her legs onto my shoulders; her beautiful tits were bouncing in time with our thrusts. I told her to play with her tits, the sight of her caressing herself and squeezing and twisting her nipples while we fucked was wonderful and I nearly came there and then. Eventually she said "I want you to cum in me now." I increased my thrusts even more; her moans became squeals of pleasure until I eventually shot my load into her wonderful pussy filling it with my hot juice until it dribbled out of her.

I withdrew my cock and put my hand over her pussy rubbing and caressing her dripping lips, she begged me to stop but I was determined to continue pleasuring her, it was the least I could do. My fingers entered her and despite her protests she couldn't resist moving her hips against my fingers, forcing them deep inside her until I felt her body tremble as another orgasm shot through her. Withdrawing my fingers I put them to her mouth and she licked and sucked our cum from them. 

We kissed and cuddled for a while, I gently caressed her heaving breasts, her nipples hard and erect to my touch until we eventually drifted off to sleep in each others arms. Our lovemaking that night couldn't have been more different from the night before, that night we were like to wild animals going at it but this time we were like two contented lovers enjoying the wonderful experience of our lovemaking.

All in all that was a weekend to remember!



Hot Weekend by a Cold Lake



 [©2011 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18 WITH IDENTITIES DISGUISED; FOR AGES 21 OR ABOVE]

[Son, his beautiful mother, and a neighbor are stranded in a distant mountain cabin for a weekend; the ladies drink up, and then take advantage of the dear boy.] 

I would never forget it. It was my eighteenth birthday and I was supposed to move out, though I was jobless at the time. Still, family rules are family rules.

Anyway, before I left, my parents had a chore for me, one for which I would get the princely sum of $20 to help me get a place of my own. I had to drive them and our neighbors up to a fishing cabin in the foothills north of town. 

They needed me because the women traveled 'heavy' and their 'men' didn't feel like unloading bag after heavy bag. Besides, it was a long trip up grueling mountain switchbacks; neither of the two wimp husbands was much at driving.

Well, there we were, just the five of us. I was alone in the front row of the Lexus SUV, the two small framed balding hubbies in the second row, and the two hot trophy wives in the last row. 

It was almost nightfall and the trip up the small mountain was really rough. I had to hurry up and unpack them to make it back before sunset. Switchbacks in the dark without overhead highway lighting can be nightmarish. 

I unloaded the baggage; the ladies helped a little by taking their overnight bags and cosmetic things, but the two 'men' didn't lift a finger. As a result, it was close to sunset when I finished. My mom said I shouldn't have to go back in the dark, but her 'old man' said I did—there was no place for me up there. 

As we debated, the two 'men' said they'd just drive once around the lake to get an idea of what was out there before making me drive home in the dark. The SOB's were just making sure I'd be as grey and bald as them by the time I got to the highway 5,544 feet below us. I wasn't exaggerating; driving that road in the dark was exactly like taking that Disney World Space Mountain roller coaster in the dark.

In the cabin, the ladies unpacked. I sat in front of the bay window facing the lake, stewing over having to drive in the dark. Then, I heard two girlish screams from outside: the two women came to the bay window, looking over my shoulder to see what it was. 

Across the lake, the two 'men' had gotten out of the SUV to see how good fishing might be when a juvenile black bear sauntered out. It was adorable. Well, the two 'men' screamed like six month old baby girls, ran into each other, jumped into the SUV, and drove off. They didn't return.

The three of us (me, my mom, and our hot neighbor) guessed that they drove away madly, and then realized they'd made fools of themselves. Whatever the reasons, we were stranded up there for a while.

It's important to point out that at eighteen, I had had a taste of dating. I had no physical attraction for my mom or Connie, our neighbor. To be honest, neither of them had ever shown any interest in me, either.

I checked out the Honda generator and noticed that the two 'men' had neglected to bring any fuel for it. We were now stuck with only some candles and cold cuts or cereal. 

It was interesting to see what candles do to change the atmosphere, the emotion in a room. Almost instantly Connie and Sue (my mother) fell silent. After that, there was the tinkling of glasses and bottles.

Whenever my parents traveled, at least one large valise would be used just for carrying their own bar. They always had a considerable liquor component to their baggage and it seemed that my two bored (and sexually frustrated) companions were tanking up big-time.

With no TV or other electric devices, I had to catch a ballgame on my iTablet with very poor reception. As I sat there innocently enough, my mom and friend were sucking it back. Finally, Connie dropped an expensive fifth of Chivas Regal. 

Instead of crying over spilt booze, they both started to giggle. Then Connie went up to my mother. They stared into each other's eyes. They kissed! God, it was the wet dream of every teen guy to see two hot babes making out. But, to see my incredibly hot neighbor frenching with my gorgeous mother—well, it was pure heaven. (Well, I guess I DID have a physical attraction for them, after all.)

My jaw fell open in disbelief. I turned off the iTablet, almost dropping it in the process. I could hear glorious smooching. Much more shocking to me was seeing Connie skillfully stripping my mother! My mom was a conservative devout woman and had never ever worn a bathing suit in my presence, nor even a nightgown without a thick robe. 

The two of them were falling all over each other in a lightly drunken stupor. When my mother's breasts made an appearance, I got rock hard. Holy hell, they must've been 36D (not that I was an expert) and would qualify her for playmate of the year—any year. 

By the time I saw her furry inviting 'beaver fluff' and the silkiest shapely legs ever seen, my poor Johnson was at a record ten inches, dripping with pre-cum and about to burst my athletic shorts. I looked down and I was 'exposed', the mushroom shaped cockhead far above the stretch waistband and my navel. 

Funny thing was: the instant that I got super turned on and grew to outrageous lengths of manhood, Connie noticed it too. She immediately stopped groping with my (now) nude mother. 

Talk about wonderful memories! At that point, Connie got up and wiggled over to me. Up to this point, she'd remained fully dressed. Well, now she did a wild striptease for me. I had never seen her naked either (of course) and let me tell you! 

If my mother was the vision of petite, blond, buxom, and mature sex appeal, Connie was tall, raven haired, slim, and lissome. She was a carbon copy of Crystal Gayle, the fantastic (looking) country singer with the mile long hairdo. The major difference between her and my mother wasn't her hair color or height; Connie was a three letter varsity athlete in high school and college. So, whereas my mother was feminine and soft, Connie was feminine but steel hard, the epitome of the female physique. 

As I sat on the country kitchen oak chair, Connie got on her knees, roughly pushing down my athletic shorts. She sighed in delight upon seeing me in the open, my proud symbol of virility standing up straight, ten inches proud. At the exact moment that the material fell away and I was exposed, I could hear 'Oh my God, OH MY GOD!' from my dear mother.

Talk about a sensual assault! Connie now proceeded to make out with me while using her hands in a way I'd never experienced. While her tongue lapped my teeth and engulfed me, one of her hands cupped my 'family jewels'. I'd never paid much attention to them, to tell you the truth but I was proud as hell that night as they were too big for her hand to contain. 

Her other hand was keyholing my love pole with greater and greater enthusiasm. Very soon, her hand was a blur as my cock turned from firm to steel hardness. My testes were so filled with pent-up love that her hand could only hold one of the two globes and even that was too much for her.

At a certain point, Connie broke our kiss. She stared at me with a devilish smile and then slowly descended to the mushroom-shaped head of my 'cobra'. Her warm lips closed over it, eliciting a moan of pleasure from not only me but my mom too. Both of us reeled and closed our eyes, overcome by the searing heat of the moment.

As it turned out, our sweet innocent neighbor had a lot of experience. She had convinced her foolish wimpy 'sugar daddy' husband that 'girls' night out' wasn't once a month but twice a week. On those 'girls' night out's, she'd apparently had had some real 'action'. As a result, she was 'deep-throating' my ten inch sword like a porn star. She kept this up until she felt my swollen sack make a final shudder. Connie was experienced enough to know that I was there...ready.

She was just full of surprises that night. With my proud Johnson about to spew six feet into the air, she pinched the base and the head at the same time. Briefly bottling up my coming explosion, she got up and walked over to my mother.

My mom had been watching this like a live Vegas sex show. Her nipples were popped, so erect she could easily nurse a hospital ward full of infants. Mom was so hot...so ready: she had no idea that Connie had planned* all of this.

***********FOOTNOTE:

(*When Connie saw that we were going to be stuck in the cabin, she was determined to give my mother the ultimate gift for her thirty-sixth birthday (the coming week.) My gorgeous mother had been sexually abandoned by her boyishly equipped hubby; she was a classic golf widow. 

Well, her BFF (Connie) was determined to get mom a date. She had planned to set Sue up during a 'bridge night', but this unexpected situation in the cabin might work too. The fact that the heavily muscled, big cocked stud that would service mom would be her own son was the wildcard. That was why Connie laid on the libations until my mother was just a bit light-headed and happy.)

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Talk about weird: as I sat on the kitchen chair, stiff as a board, my sexy neighbor had gone up to my own mother and tried to get her to go over to me. My mom wouldn't budge. To her amazement and mine, mother's deceptively strong friend for life picked her up and put her on her shoulder. She carried mom over to me and delivered her, gently easing her down onto my throbbing manhood.

My beautiful mother was about to scream when she felt my virile babymaker force its way into her. It brushed against the tender, sensitive inner tissues of her vaginal tunnel and then came up against her cervix. She was alarmed and stunned at this predicament. With wide eyes and a look of shock, she rose up, trying in vain to escape the ten inch intruder. 

To her dismay, she felt two powerful hands on her shoulder, forcing her back down. The hands were NOT mine but rather Connie's. So it went: mom would struggle upwards, squirming to escape me, her tunnel of love scrubbing my tool in a warm twisting tribute. Then, almost like a car engine, Connie would induce downward force. This was unplanned but incredibly effective; within moments, mom was going up and down, bathing me in hot, tingling sensations while she had waves of mind-numbing pleasure, with seven outright orgasms.

Connie was hoping that she could withdraw from the love machine set-up; that mom would continue without being forced. Sure enough, as she withdrew, mom and I only intensified our frantic lovemaking. Then, we whispered something to each other and stopped without warning. We sat there, trying to catch our breath. 

Connie was a woman unused to being thwarted; she had to have her way.

Connie: "What's the matter? Why did you two stop?"

Mom: "We spoke briefly; my wonderful son was concerned that I might get pregnant, so we both agreed that we would stop now and not do something we might regret later."

Connie: "You know you could still do it; the odds of getting knocked up, even by such an incredibly virile stud, are pretty low. More to the point, didn't you complain that you wanted another baby? Didn't I hear you say that you and 'Mister Softie' tried and tried in vain; that the doctor said hubby's count was so low that his nurse could count the seeds, one by one?!" [Mom looked down and nodded.] 

Connie: "So, you're going to tell me that you wouldn't welcome, even cherish, a baby made by this incredible specimen of manhood?" [She went around back of the chair, caressing my bulging biceps and wide shoulders. She grabbed a handful of my flowing dark hair, giving it a healthy yank (highlighting the contrast with mom's old man, who was paunchy and bald.)]

My beautiful mother was now wracked with indecision. She remained in my lap. For my part, I wasn't about to let her go, but didn't want to force myself upon her. 

If this was going any further, Connie would have to do it herself. Sure enough, she went into action. As the three lit candles put out their flickering light, she pulled another kitchen chair up to us so that both chairs touched facing each other. Then Connie lifted my mother off my lap onto that chair. Mom was now seated, but with her legs spread, her beautiful demure soft feet on either side of my chair resting on the low wooden cross arms.

With two firm hands, Connie pushed me back into my chair and my mother back into her chair. She then put one hand on my family jewels, warming them up, as the other hand keyholed my huge cock back to its ten inches of grandeur. My head fell back with eyes tightly closed. My whole body was shaking as if I was a Ferrari and she was revving up my mighty twelve cylinders.

Suddenly, she stopped. Connie resumed the keyholing (remember that she'd taken me to the brink before; I was now bursting at the seam, ready to launch.) Connie then took her other hand and opened the lips of my mother's welcoming pussy. 

With a wide opening held apart by her pinkie and thumb, she lowered the head of my cock. Both my mom and I looked with goggle-eyed amazement at the spectacle going on between us. Although we were the 'stars of the show', we were both literally helpless, mere putty in her hands. 

My mom looked on in disbelief; she saw my gigantic swollen testes move into my body, spooling up for a cannon shot. Mom heard me cry out in utter pleasure, and sheer relief. Connie could barely hold my love pole in her hand; she could feel the rise of my manly spunk. The jets of sheer love for my mother were now being propelled at astonishing speed and power, up the lengthy love pole and out. 

The opening at the massive mushroom-shaped cockhead was the size of a quarter as squirt, splash, drip, splash, squirt, stream and so on went on and on and ON! With almost radar precision, every splash landed squarely at the big opening that Connie's outstretched hand had created. You could almost hear the 'glug, glug, glug' as my precious seed was poured into my mother. It might have been more efficient for me to have delivered it directly with my oversized babymaker, but this would have to do. With two reluctant lovers, Connie had to join supply line with storage tank. 

After an incredible ten minutes of sheer ecstasy, it was over. As I looked upon the slavering lips of mom's pussy, now drenched in thick white semen, I could see that most of my potent seed had been taken inside her. Even as I stared, mom's vaginal system was remorselessly drawing my genetic material deeper and deeper toward the waiting ovum. 

There was an ocean now soaking her insides, so the excess drooling out her pussy lips was just surplus. It was so sexy seeing my potent seed slowly ooze from her sperm-filled pussy. As I stared blankly, Connie sprang up and got a brand new, clean wrapped candle from the drawer. Using the wider base of the candle, she gathered all the excess 'goop' that had seeped out and plunged it deeply inside my lovely mother. Mom twitched a little but allowed her to force my seed down where it might create life.

Connie picked up my mother, who sat limply on her chair, emotionally drained. She carried her in her arms to the couch. Connie put mom's legs up over the couch's end; she was hoping to pool my young, vibrant sperm in a puddle in mom's unprotected and incredibly fertile womb. She then turned her attention back to me.

Connie: "Now, Jimmy. I am planning to stretch out on that cot over there. It's too warm in here to wear a nightgown, so I'll be on top of the bed: nude! I'd hate to think that a big, strong, well hung, young stud like yourself might get excited seeing me like this. Why, you might even try to take advantage of me, using your big, hard cock to slide into my warm, welcoming, tight pussycunt. But please don't do it!"

Connie: "I am at my peak of fertility today and tomorrow. So, if you pump and pump and PUMP your manly potent seed into my totally unprotected and oh-so-very-fertile womb, I might have a baby. How would THAT look! Little old me, having a baby of YOURS. You'd feel so guilty as my belly got swollen, and my breasts filled with warm, sweet mother's milk. That milk would arrive before the baby did, so I'd need help getting rid of it. I hate those pumps, so I might have to make you come over when my little hubby's playing golf—just to drink that vanilla nectar from my big milk-filled breasts. Whether you wanted to or not, I'd put a beautiful nipple in your mouth and make you suckle all that mother's milk into your little tummy."

Connie: "Sure, I could convince my sissy husband that it was his, but we'd both know the truth! So you'd know it was YOUR big, hard cock that got me in trouble: you nasty boy!! Well, we know now that isn't going to happen. I can sleep confident that no musclebound stud is going to take advantage of this innocent little soccer mom. Good night!"

I tried to be coy--to be a good boy. It was a hopeless cause. My pre-cum was spilling out of my cock like a fountain. My once again ten inches of manhood gleamed in the dim candlelight. As my breath came faster and faster, I couldn't hold back any more. 

Completely losing all self-control, I climbed on board Connie. As my mother slept silently, her strapping son was giving her best friend the ride of her life. The flimsy cot eventually broke, which only elevated our lovemaking to a new level. When it collapsed, I had had her legs up over my shoulders as I drove deep inside of her. Well, with the cot slamming onto the wooden floor, I was forced deeper inside the sexy soccer mom, my sensitive cockhead forced directly into her fertile womb. 

Within moments, we stared at each other in the candlelit semi-darkness. Then we kissed. The instant our lips touched, my powerful babymaker commenced a rat-a-tat-tat worthy of a 'Tommy gun' from the old gangster films. I was so turned on that my cum, teeming with millions of healthy sperm, was propelled at terrifying force into the deepest recesses of our supersexy neighbor. 

With a grunt from me and a moan from her, we confirmed a simultaneous orgasm that left us shaking. I was tempted to sleep with my cock still hard, still lightly shooting inside of her, but there was the little matter of my mother in the same room.

Epilogue: 

As fate would have it, the three of us slept in the cabin, totally exhausted. Unknown to any of us though, nature was busy at work. I would have been so proud, so very proud, to know our sensuous neighbor Connie had conceived that night. She found out later, of course, but my mom wasn't to be told and never knew.

The next morning Connie wanted them to have 'hair of the dog that bit them' but I insisted that we all stayed sober to appreciate what we had going. We proceeded to have a sexual marathon of historic proportions. While Connie 'kept watch' out the bay window, I had my mother with her slender ankles on my shoulders, her gorgeous smooth feet with red-painted toes dangling in the air, as I pounded her pussy. Connie sounded the alarm, but mom and I kept going until we had a simultaneous orgasm. We had to scramble to throw on robes as the two 'scared wussy' hubbies returned to the cabin.

Without explaining why they fled, the two missing husbands made it up the mountain with the Lexus Sunday afternoon and took us home. No one said a word—not a word. On the way home, the couples sat together in the first two rows with me bringing up the rear. Little did mom's 'old man' know that she had a womb filled with my potent seed—sort of a souvenir of the morning's activity. Ironically, as he admitted that even Viagra wasn't working for him, my mother conceived.

Connie did her part as she said she would. She took a home pregnancy test and it turned blue. Then she was careful to sleep with her 'sugar daddy' older husband to give us cover for that baby. He was so delighted when she told him a week later that he'd done the deed! The cover story worked...for a while. 




Hot Weekend by a Cold Lake



We might have pulled it off perfectly except for a slip-up. For $100, I bribed an OR nurse and suited up (mask and all) to watch Connie deliver our baby. We still were 'solid gold' with our little secret. We only got 'busted' later that day. Her old man had gone home, only to come back to fetch his cellphone. Unfortunately, he caught me visiting the new mother (his wife!), making out with her. He was not amused...

It was an awkward moment to say the least! Then, I could tell he wasn't going to do a damn thing to me. I was much too much 'man' for him to fight, and he risked his standing in the community if this got out. Realizing this, I arrogantly turned back to Connie. She was nervous but I boldly went to finish making out with her, caressing her milk-filled breasts right in front of him. I bent over and took a brief draw of milk before I rose back up and covered her. We kissed gently before I left. All this time, he just stared blankly, too impotent to take action. 

As to my house, we planned on making him think the baby was his. My mother was more meticulous about things and went to the doctor. Her OB GYN confirmed that mom was 'in the family way'. Now she just had to take Connie's advice and all would be well. For my part, I just had to remain silent. 

I don't know what possessed me that day. Mom was about to pull off the oldest trick of the cuckolded marriage when I blew it. You had to see the look on her face when I chimed in that he wasn't the father...that it was MY baby!!!

My mother was shocked--my father aghast. Even I was stunned at my own big mouth. Now what?

Well, he packed up his things and moved out that very day. He never returned to that home. We were lucky that he accepted a no-fault divorce. He could've used mom's shocking infidelity to win a big settlement, but he'd have been utterly humiliated publicly too. So, the divorce settlement would be fair.

I don't know why, but I was smart enough to have the court restore my mother's maiden name with all of that paperwork. We sold the old family home for a pretty penny. Flushed with some cash, I took my gorgeous mother to Vegas, where the fine state of Nevada accepted her maiden name as shown. They didn't raise an eyebrow when that newly minted name was on the same marriage document with her new husband: yours truly. Now it was legal. 

We moved to one of those big, wide open states to the north of Nevada and got a nice spread. We made up for lost time the first few years up there. Including two sets of twins we were blessed with six bundles of joy. We stopped at six because that was all the house could hold. 

We continued making love almost constantly, with a local widow taking care of our huge brood. We used 'rhythm' to avoid any more than six, but we knew that more might be forthcoming; I relentlessly pumped my potent seed into the furthest reaches of her unprotected fertile womb. 

On our eighth anniversary, we got an email from back home. It seems mom's 'old man' had passed on. He had forgotten to remove mom as beneficiary of his company life insurance which now would be ours. 

Me: "Should I email them back, asking why he was down to living in a grimy, fleabag hotel?"

Mom: "Ah, who cares. I'm feeling all warm inside; that insurance money is just enough to pay for college for all our children and, say, A FEW MORE."

Well, I didn't need a Hallmark announcement card to get the idea. I taped that email above our marital bed and mounted my lovely wife and mother. The bed springs took their usual pounding as I soon had mom's legs up, a lovely foot on either side of my head. With a final herculean effort, I rolled her up so I was perched above her, applying all my force downward, inside her. 

With my oversized cockhead kissing her fertile womb, I let loose a torrent of lively, vibrant sperm, all on a mission. Most of them failed in that mission, but two managed to affix themselves before attachment. As we lay together, with me still hard, still pumping out cum but more gently, it occurred. My gorgeous wife and mother conceived twins, our seventh and eighth babies.

We found our own little piece of heaven, and it was all due to a lonely little bear cub...