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Ex Sex

By: sweetnpetite



The telephone rang. The young man, alone in the house, slowly walked across the room to answer. Had anyone else been there, they surly would have swooned over his bare well muscled chest, his famous shaved head, his full sexy lips and his intense moody eyes.

The voice at the other end was quiet, but he recognized the soft drawl immediately. “Justin, it’s me.” The young man’s heart immediately began to race. He had mixed feelings about hearing her voice after all they had been through; after all she had done to him. He had to admit her still had feelings for her, who wouldn’t? He had loved her with all of his heart, and she had chosen him- him, above all the others. He tried to speak, but he found that his breath was caught in the pounding of his chest. No words came out.

“Justin, are you there?” That voice, that sexy little accent, he thought that he’s never hear it again. His TV and radio was closely monitored, so that he could avoid those harsh memories, that feeling of his heart tearing in two every time he thought of her. If he wanted a newspaper, he’d send someone out for it, just so he wouldn’t have to take the chance of seeing her smiling out from a magazine cover. A chance, who was he kidding? Her face practically wallpapered the newsstand.

“Yeah, I’m here.” He had tried to make his voice sound hard and unforgiving. He’d be damned if he’d let her know how hearing her voice had made him feel. But instead it just came out tired. He wished that he would have let the service screen the call, but his thoughts had been so far away from this girl for a change; he had let his guard down. Now he knew what a mistake that was.

“Justin, I’m sorry to bother you,” she whispered. Was that sadness her heard in her voice too? “This house is so empty right now. I-I just needed to hear your voice. I’m sorry- I’m sorry. That sounds so stupid. I’ll just let you go, I know you don’t want to talk to me- I‘m sorry I bothered you.

“Britney, wait!” Justin called out just in time. The girl didn’t disconnect. “It doesn’t sound stupid. I understand if you need to talk.” Damn! Why had he said that? He could have just let her hang up and went on about his business of forgetting about her.

“Justin, I’m so lonely right now. I just can’t stand the quiet. I’m sorry to ask, but can you come over for a little bit? I’ll understand if you say no.”

Justin could feel his brain go thick and fuzzy. If there was a reason to say no, he couldn’t remember it. He asked her where she was staying, and realized that it wasn’t far at all. “I’ll be there in ten minutes,” he told her.

He set the phone down on its base, and without bothering to put on a shirt, headed to the door. His sandals were right by the door, and his keys hanging right above them. He slipped into them, grabbed the keys from their hook, and quickly locked the door behind him. 

He pealed out of the driveway in record time, and made it to Britney’s rented townhouse with two minutes to spare. Looking at the front door, he felt the fog start to lift from his brain. Slow down, he told himself, be cool. He walked up the steps as slowly as he could manage, which was still too fast, too eager. He realized that there was no way he could disguise it, any longer- he was still in love with the girl, and probably always would be.

Britney greeted him at the door and quickly ushered him in. She looked like an angel, in a white wrap dress that covered barely more than a towel would have. Her golden blond hair fell in soft curls around her delicate creamy shoulders. She gave him a shy smile, and her rosy cheeks puffed out giving her a deceptively innocent appearance he had fallen for so many times before. 

“Justin, I-”

“Shh!” he put a finger to her lips and smiled. Her eyes met his in understanding. They both new what the other wanted. They missed what they had had; what they had thrown away for whatever their reasons had been. They each craved something- the touch of the other, the warmth of someone safe and familiar, the reassurance that everything would be ok.

Justin took her hand and led her through the huge entrance and through the hallway. His eyes searched for the tell tale signs that an open door led to the room where she slept. It was almost like a music video, there beating hearts providing the only rhythm they needed.

Justin recognized the familiar bedspread through the wide opened door, and led her into the softly lit room. If he had entertained any self doubt about why she had called him here, they left his mind now. Soft scents of vanilla and musk filled the room, and votives in glass candle holders flickered on the dresser. Britney’s jewel toned satin sheets where drawn back, awaiting there hungry bodies.

Justin’s eyes feasted on Britney’s beautiful face for just a moment. He ran his hands down the length of her body, and when he lifted them again, he took her filmy dress with them. Her hands were already eagerly unfastening the buttons on his white kaki shorts.

Justin’s ex wore nothing under the thin dress that he had just removed. Her full breasts where remarkably firm and tight for there size. Her toned abs, her nipped in waist, her full womanly hips and amazing ass where absolutely perfect, just as he had remembered them. He drank her in with his eyes.

She undid his shorts and let them fall to his feet. He was wearing the blue silk boxers that she had bought him, and she couldn’t help but smile. It was good to know that he was still thinking of her. There was comfort in that. Britney ran her hands over his rippled chest and inhaled deeply. She had forgotten almost, how much she enjoyed his scent. As he ran his hands over her body, she felt herself shudder with anticipation. She wanted him, she missed him, she needed him.

He felt no less under her spell. Cupping her breasts, he bent down to take one into his mouth. He sucked her nipple into his mouth, savoring the taste of her. He had often wondered if he would ever again touch her this way, feel her shiver in his hands the way she was doing now. She made him feel like a man, pure and simple. His need for her was strong and primal.

Britney felt her knees go weak. Justin’s tongue swirled around her areola, his teeth nibbled gently on her engorged and sensitive nubs. Like a medieval knight her reached down with his free hand and scooped her up. With a mix of fierceness and tenderness, he lay her down on the bed and covered her with his body.

There eyes met again- desire, longing, hunger- it was all there. “I’ve missed your touch,” Britney whispered to him. “I need you now.”

The kiss that followed was like two thirsty travelers in the desert; they drank of each other as if their lives depended on it. Their lips and tongues searched each other out. An undeniable realization that this was what they had been missing, what they had been longing, for overtook them. And at the same time, they knew that this might be the last time that they would be together like this. There was something precious, something fragile in that touch that was at once completely fierce and unbridled.

Justin didn’t think that he could hold back any longer, but he felt a sudden pang of uncertainty. Was he taking advantage? Would she expect that this would mean something more? His eyes met hers as he positioned himself over her. “Are you sure?” he asked his voice husky and overheated.

“Yes, Justin. I need you,” her eyes looked moist and pleading. Had he been a stronger man, he might have told her that they shouldn’t, that he couldn’t, that she would thank him later. But looking into her eyes, he realized that no man was that strong. Or maybe he was simply incapable of realizing anything, and that was simply his justification when he thought it over later.

She released a deep appreciative moan as he plunged into her pussy. She was warm and wet and welcoming. She must have been thinking about him for a while before she finally called, he realized. He knew her body, knew the way it responded to him- always positively, but Britney usually required more time to warm up, lots of kissing and caressing- not that Justin ever minded, but the urgency they both felt was obviously a long built up, and this union long sought for.

“Justin! Yes! Oh god! Oh god- yes Justin. Fuck me harder, baby. You know how I like it!”

Justin had almost forgotten what a screamer she was, and how hot it made him. He sunk his finger nails into her amble but cheeks and buried his meat into her again and again.

“God, Justin! Your cock feels so good inside me. Oh my god, Justin, oh my god. Fuck me with your great big dick. Fuck your little Britney. Do it to me daddy- do it hard.”

Sometimes it even amazed the great Justin Timberlake that the one and only Britney Spears was wiggling beneath him, talking nasty in her sweet sexy voice, begging for his cock, begging him to fuck her. She had a nasty mouth on her, and he loved it. His body rose and fell over her with frantic pace.

“What do you want baby?” he asked her knowing the answer, knowing it would send them both over the edge.

“Pond my cunt baby! Pound it hard. I want you to cum all over my body,” the last word was barely a whisper, “now.”

Justin pulled out and stroked his cock hard while white gobs of hot spunk splashed over her belly and neck, she hungrily opened her mouth as the last jets landed accost her tongue and lips. She smacked her lips and swallowed. “You know I love the taste of your cum, baby,” she said with a laugh. “Come on, we both need a shower.”

This time it was her turn to take his hand and lead him. As the warm water washed over his body and Britney sunk to her knees, he realized it was going to be a long day. And he didn’t mind a bit.

Ex-Sex



I remember once hearing that all of the cells in your body are replaced every seven years. So having sex with someone after not being with them for seven years would be like the first time, right? Okay, that's entirely bullshit but it makes my whole experience with my ex-wife a lot more interesting.

We fought a lot. People who get divorced pretty much always have fought a lot. Otherwise they would not get divorced, but time is a great leveler of events and emotions. Ellen was in a relationship again. I didn't know how serious it was. I was recently out of one which turned out to be not so serious. I didn't really miss Ellen at all but I did fondly remember a lot of the times we spent together, things we shared and I had easily let go the things over which we so bitterly differed.

The family event where we celebrated the birthday of our grandchildren was one of those opportunities to bury the hatchet and be normal. Two families fractured at the grandparent generation on both sides resulted in three grandmothers and two grandfathers. My ex-wife was one of the three grandmothers and she hardly looked the role. She was in her fifties but other than some age showing around the eyes and a little in her hands she looked pretty damn good. It was the aerobics. After we split she took up aerobics to burn off the anger, I guess. The result was that she was slim to the point of wiry and taught in ways that caught my attention. It was remarkable in this age of obesity. She lived on the Cape and spent enough time in the sun to be a nut brown. Her hair had a reddish tinge around the edges of what she used to call 'mousy brown'. She was dressed in jeans, sandals, a black sports bra the edges of which were sometimes visible through the openings in what a designer would call a 'loosely structured' shirt that draped over her torso. Not dressy but not really casual either. Kind of in between. .Altogether she looked tough and lean and, well, damn sexy. 

She hugged me she first arrived as if she meant it, arms wrapped around me tight and holding for longer than necessary while kissing me on the cheek. I was taken aback and wondering for the couple of hours while we ate, had cake and played with the kids if the display of physical affection has meant something. I hadn't seen her in a year so who knew what she was thinking.

The group totaled 10 including the two grandchildren. An intimate gathering. We talked about schools for the kids, sports and life in general and everyone was nice. I had a comfortable conversation with my ex about work and the present and the future. It was all positive and friendly and the way it should be. So that when she she was ready to go I thought I'd spend a few more moments with her by walking with her. 

As she said her goodbyes and gave me another tight and genuine hug I said, "Hey, come on, I'll walk you to your car."

"Sure."

On the way I casually asked, "Headed back to the cape?" 

"Yeah," she said, "through the crappy traffic. Not thrilled about it."

We got to her car and she stood at the door not opening it, with her back to me. Not saying anything, just standing there. After a few moments I had a flashback when once before she had taken that exact same pose, just frozen, but somehow radiating the desire to be touched. I can't say what the 'tell' is but as I had years before I put my hand on her shoulder and she kind of leaned into it and into me. Her leaning put her back against my chest and her ass in my groin. My cock started reacting immediately and I think she could feel it since she leaned more into me and dropped her hand so it rested lightly on my thigh. 

We were only around the corner, barely out of sight of the festive group on the other side of the house so I was very limited by what I could safely do. But I slid the hand opposite the potential audience down her side and ended up resting it on her hip gently pulling her a little harder into me. She could definitely feel how hard my cock was now. I could smell her hair, still the same gardenia shampoo from long ago and I immediately wanted her, wanted to be inside her hard, slim body. Sliding the shielded hand further towards the front of her jeans, towards the juncture of her legs, no subtlety needed between us now, I cupped and then gently rubbed her cunt through her jeans. I could feel her knees weaken as she slumped against me and air hissed out from between her lips. Her stomach was flat and hard. Her jeans were loose at the waist and I was able to slide my hand up under her loose shirt, down the naked flesh and over her lacy panties until I could feel the top of her slit and the hot button that was her clit.

"Oh, god," she gasped, grabbing my arm, I thought, to push me away but instead she pulled my hand hard into her cunt. I was able to move only my finger tips with her holding me that way but it was enough as I slid my index finger up and down the top of her lips feeling the hot wetness through panties.

"Have you got time before going back?" I questioned softly into her ear.

"Yes," she gasped, "all the time I need. Gary's not coming back until tomorrow morning."

Removing my hand from between her legs I brought the finger up to her mouth. She opened it and swirled her tongue around the digit licking her juices off and making me remember what it was like to have my cock in that position.

Reaching into my pocket I took one of the two key cards the motel had given me and handed it to her. "Quality Inn in Randolf," I said. "Do you know it?"

"I pass it on the way here," she said.

"Room 147," I said. "I'll be about 10 minutes or so behind you."

"I'll be in the shower," she said. And with that she opened her door and got in. I delayed as long as I could watching her drive off thinking of things that would move the blood out of my cock, pulled out my shirt tail to cover what remained and went back to the party to find a way of gently extricating myself.

I could hear the shower running as soon as I opened the door to my room at the motel and could see the parade of clothes between me and the bathroom: sandals, shirt, sports bra, jeans and panties, the last the bit of showy stuff from Victoria Secret I had earlier been fingering. After carefully putting the do not disturb sign on the door and locking it, my clothes joined hers. I walked into the bathroom and flicked the light off and on, our sign from long ago that was a way to keep from startling the other by an unexpected body at the shower curtain.

"Yes," I heard her say in a drawn out fashion. 

"I heard there was a reservation for two at this restaurant," I said back.

"Absolutely," she responded with a smile, "have we decided who was the hor'dourve?"

As I slid back the curtain and joined her in the stall shower I said, "You are both hor'dourve and desert." 

"Oooh," she giggled, "I like the sound of that."

And she moved her lithe body into my embrace, skin on skin with water sluicing over us. My cock was hard as a rock between us and my hands were stroking up and down her back as our mouths hungrily sought each other. We had never lacked for sexual electricity between us. That was not the problem and was not missing now. We were an explosion waiting to happen and the fuse was lit. I could not get enough of her smooth skin and softly muscled ass. I had never thought of what a woman who worked out would feel like and while she didn't lift weights and was not really a hard body her legs, ass and stomach revealed all of the hours she had obviously put into the aerobic workouts and it was really a turn on. She crushed herself into me and I reached down between her ass cheeks to stroke the lips of her cunt. She lifted her leg and put it on the ledge giving me better access. 

"Oh, we clearly need to do some washing here," I said, reaching for the soap. 

With lathered hand I returned to her ass, the pucker there and the lips below sliding back and forth between the two slipping a finger lightly into one then the other.

"Umm...," she murmured into my neck. "That feels so good and so naughty." And with that she stole the soap from me and began to stroke my cock and balls rotating her hands around the shaft of my cock to maximize the smooth friction.

"Okay, that's enough of that," I stammered grabbing her hand. "You are going to ruin the entire meal if we're not careful."

She stopped and with more intent at making the experience sensual I began to wash her entire body gently moving across all of the parts equally, giving my entire attention to what I was doing. Her body was uniformly wiry with very little fat and not a lot of obvious clues to her actual age. The only exception was her breasts which were not as full as I remembered and showing the inevitable effects of gravity. But the eraser tip nipples, hardened with desire, were in evidence as they had been in my memory and I was happy to rinse them off and take them each, in turn, in my mouth. This activity elicited a moan which increased my interesting in moving things along. 

We changed places as she rinsed off and she returned the favor carefully washing me from head to toe with maybe only a little more attention to my cock, balls and my own ass than the rest of me. 

"I'm out," she said sliding past me and through the shower curtain. I was rinsing and so slower than her getting out of the bathroom. I moved into the bedroom still drying off, towel in hand to see her lying back on the sheets, legs spread, a feast for the eyes. She confirmed the feast part. 

"Dinner's served!" said in a laughing voice.

I was startled to see she was evenly brown all over. The time she had spent in the sun was obviously in a private spot and the even color made her all the more enticing, as if I needed any more enticement.

I willingly moved forward and knelt on the floor in a position between her legs. Putting a hand on each knee I slid them down the inside of her thighs as I moved my head forward so that my face and both hands arrived at the furry juncture at once. I had always liked Ellen's pussy, not that I've been this close to one I didn't like but hers was, as I had remembered, clean lined with smooth outer and inner lips and a prominent clit. And was very sensitive. That last part had obviously not changed as, when I gently started to lick the outer edges of her labia I felt a ripple of desire course through her.

"Oh, Allen," she moaned, "that feels wonderful, ahhhh..." That last vocalization actually moved up the tonal scale as my tongue, having followed the labia down to the pucker beneath her vagina then slowly slid back up, licking the slit all the way up to her clitoris. From this point onward she was managing few actual words but a lot of moans and hisses as my hands massaged the outer edges of her pussy and my tongue continued its up and down travels from pucker to clit. I was in no hurry but at some point she became interested in focusing my efforts where they would best bring her to orgasm and she tightly held my head so that my tongue was located directly on her clit. I licked slowly up and down and around the nub changing pressure from light to strong, continuous small changes of direction and pressure. Being married a long time brings the possibility of boredom but also brings the certainty of just what brings the partner off and this was Ellen's thing. It was only five or so minutes of this and she was climbing the walls, jamming my head between her legs until she grabbed it by the sides and pulled me up towards her.

"Fuck me now, I'm coming," she moaned loud enough that I assume anyone in attendance in the next room knew well what was going on in here. No matter. I moved up her body which was already starting to convulse in orgasm and slid my cock smoothly into her tight cunt. She started to buck her pelvis into mine and was crying out loudly enough that I covered her mouth with mine and started slamming my cock into her. This went on for a minute or so but seemed a lot longer until her contractions slowly subsided and she returned to the present. I had not come but had felt every ripple in her cunt as she clenched and released my cock as she came. 

We lay quietly as she recovered. My cock was still inside her and I moved gently in and out enjoying the hot liquid feel of her cunt as her juices flowed around me. She had always been juicy and time had not changed that much.

"Oh, god," she quietly said, "I needed that. Thank you."

"My pleasure," I responded.

"Speaking of which, you didn't come." 

"No."

"Mmmmmm.... you mean there's more?"

"Definitely more," I said, and gently pulled one of her nipples into my mouth.

"Oh..I like more," she purred.

I maintained a slow steady and gentle rhythm sliding my cock in and out of her as I tongued first one nipple, then the other. I kept this up for a long time just letting the languid pace speak for itself until I could feel the tension start to build in her again. I then moved back down to return to those hot, wet lips and the musky intoxicating taste there.

"Jesus, yes," she moaned, and then became quiet again but for the frequent gasps and "mmmmm..." The only other sound was the squishy sound of my tongue and her lips and clit. I could again feel her getting close, building up to another orgasm. 

I pulled back and said, "turn over."

She complied and I helped her get up on all fours so I could enter her from behind. As I moved up I brought my face between her thighs again licking both her lips and the pucker above it. She was already massaging her clit as I moved so my cock was in line with her pussy. I then grabbed her hips and knowing what she liked lunged forward slamming my cock into her welcoming heat. Ellen cried out but not in pain, rather a scream of passion.

"Yes, yes.. fuck me. Fuck me harder. I'm going to come, I'm going to come." 

Most of the rest was inarticulate as were my grunts. I continued to slam into her pistoning my cock into her time after time until her moans rose in volume becoming a near constant cry of the beginning of her orgasm and the pulsing in her cunt drove me onward until I exploded into her with my own scream. I could feel her internal muscles milking my cock and I pushed as deep as I could filling her cunt with my come. We maintained that rigid posture for a long time. I lost track. And then we were both past it and we collapsed together on the bed on our sides with me still in her, in no hurry to leave.

Ellen then took one of my fingers and put it in her mouth sucking gently as I moved just an inch or two in and out of her. We fell asleep that way with me inside of her and my finger in her mouth.

The next thing I knew there was early morning light streaming through the curtains and I could hear the shower running and then turning off. Five minutes later, Ellen came out of the bathroom fully dressed and smiled at me.

"This was nice," she said. "Good to get past our.. well our past. And just good. Period."

"Yeah, it was," I said, softly. "Time for you to go?"

"I've got a lot to do today."

And with that she walked to the door, hesitated, and turned. I thought she might come back for a kiss but instead she again smiled and said, "Same time next year?" Then walked out.



Ex Sex Can Be Hot



Darren had just been assigned to Malcolm Grow. Two years ago, he and I had had a hot and heavy sexual relationship at our first duty station. As a matter of fact, he'd been the first Air Force guy I'd dated following my graduation from college. We'd met at Maxwell AFB where we had undergone Commissioned Officer Training, and what we thought would be a quick four-week, fuck-buddy relationship quickly grew into something more. We got along well, laughed and joked a lot, and fucked two or three times a day; I was happy to find out that our initial assignment was to the same base in Texas.

Within weeks, we began to date seriously. Darren was a very nice guy with a big fat cock he knew how to use. He wasn't the curious or jealous type, and I had no problem sneaking away to occasionally dance at one of San Antonio gentleman's clubs without arousing his suspicion. 

As the summer passed, however, I found myself growing a bit bored with Darren. He was just too nice for my tastes. He let me run all over him and never seemed to understand that I needed a man with at least a marginal nasty, rough streak in him. When Darren began to tell my friends he was going to propose to me, I broke things off. I told him that he was being too serious and that I wasn't ready to settle down yet.

Darren took the breakup much harder than I expected. He yelled and screamed and called me all kinds of nasty names. When he'd see me in the Officer's club or one of the dance clubs around town with other men, he'd glare at me with unabated hatred and jealousy in his eyes.

After I married Troy about eight months later, Darren finally spoke to me--it wasn't nice. "Not ready to settle down, huh?" He spat out the words with pure venom. "Not ready to marry a doctor maybe, but I see you snagged the first fucking pilot who came along. You're just another star-fucker like all the other whore nurses you hang around with."

There was no way I could explain to Darren why Troy was my perfect man so I just ignored his harsh words. Three months later, Darren married Suzanne Patrick, a bitchy, tall brunette flight-nurse who lorded her rank over me and my gal-pals religiously. As a captain, Suzanne was superior to all the newly-commissioned Second Lieutenant nurses assigned to the hospital. While she wasn't my direct supervisor, she delighted in ordering me around whenever I had the misfortune of being assigned to the same shift as she her. She was fond of correcting me and calling attention to every tiny mistake I made; something the other senior nurses never did publicly. She treated my two best friends Amy and Beth the same way. We told each other it was because she was just jealous of us, but to be honest, she was a very attractive woman herself-she just happened to be a mean, spiteful bitch.

Anyway, Darren and I were now working at the same hospital. Our paths had crossed a few times and, when they did, he nodded curtly and said a brief hello. I knew that sooner or later we'd have to work on the same shift and I wondered how it would work out. Suzanne and I had already worked a few shifts together and, as expected, she was her normally rude self, ordering me around and snipping at me for all sorts of imagined offenses. I was much more experienced, however, a brand new First Lieutenant, so Suzanne didn't get under my skin as much as she had before. That said, I still couldn't stand her.

One night as I reported in for a mid, I noticed that Daren was the on-call doctor. We had a minor problem with one of the little girls on the ward and my friend Amy had the operations desk page Darren. He was professional, though brusque, in his dealings with me that night and, after he departed, Amy could not resist teasing me about him.

"He still has the hots for you! Did you see the way he kept stealing peeks at you?" She giggled. "I bet he'd give anything to fuck you again. You ought to let him. You know, just to see if you could do it."

I had no doubts that I could seduce Darren if I really wanted to, but I just laughed at Amy's suggestion and put it out of my head for a few days. That Friday, however we had a farewell party for on of the docs in the makeshift bar we'd set up right across the street from the main hospital entrance. The medical personnel didn't always like going to the main O'Club after work, and since we all worked constantly rotating shifts, the main club wasn't always open at the times our shifts ended. We'd commandeered the former pharmacy building and, with a lot of work and some donated materials, turned it into a respectable place where the hospital's officers could get a beer and unwind at just about any time, day or night.

As we said goodbye to Dr. March following his last swing shift at the hospital, I noticed Darren frequently looking my way. I was sitting with Beth and another nurse, Jenny, and laughing and flirting with many of the male docs who had come to see off Dr. March. Darren's glances seemed warm and longing instead of spiteful and mean (the looks I had become used to seeing from him), so I raised my glass of beer in a toast and smiled warmly at him. As he returned my toast and smile, I found myself growing flushed at the thought of fucking him once again. That night I went home and rode my husband's cock with abandon as I thought about spreading my legs for Daren's big fat dick. As usual, my husband spurted his thick hot load in me rather quickly, but after he fell asleep, I rubbed my inflamed clit through two moaning orgasms as I though about Darren fucking me hard from behind while pulling hard on my long blonde hair.

A week went by and, as I dressed for my upcoming mid-shift, I recalled that Darren would be on duty that night. I'd been down for three days with a nasty cold and, since I hadn't been fucked at all during that time, I found myself growing aroused as I thought about Darren and fantasies I'd been having about him. Accordingly, I selected my shortest, tightest white uniform to wear that night. I pulled on a pair of laced-top, white thigh highs and slipped into a blue and white stripped cotton thong. The crepe-soled shoes we had to wear weren't the sexiest things in the world, but with my too-tight, too-short skirt on, I knew I looked hot. I didn't worry about anyone saying anything about my out-of-regulations appearance; no one who cared would be around on a Saturday night mid.

I was delighted, and not surprised to notice that Darren was paying me lots of attention. He spoke nicely to both me and Beth, and smiled at me constantly. I few times, as I briefed a chart to him, our arms or hips touched and he made no effort to move away. At about 1 AM I made up my mind that this was the night I was going to seduce him.

"I'm gonna fuck him tonight, Beth." I told my busty friend. "You know, for old time's sake. I'm gonna fuck his motherfucking brains out and show him what he's been missing."

"You should!" Beth squealed. "You should see if he still knows how to use that cock, or if Suzanne has made him a fucking eunuch."

Beth and I both laughed raucously at her statement and she agreed to cover for me for an hour or so while I seduced my former lover.

The next time Darren appeared at the desk, I asked him if I might speak to him privately for a few minutes. He, of course, agreed and followed me into an empty patient's room. A few moments after asking him if we were "alright" working together and if he still hated me for breaking up with him, I was in Darren's arms as he kissed me passionately. Our tongues dueled back and forth as Darren's hands worked down my back and clenched my tight little ass hard.

"Mmmmm,' I moaned into his mouth, pressing my firm tits tight against him. "I missed this!"

Darren groaned deep in his throat as he pawed all over my solid, thong-split ass-cheeks and I felt his thick hard cock pressing against my upper stomach as I writhed erotically in his arms.

Gloating to myself, I chuckled at how easy it had been to once again have Darren eating out of my hand. Pressed tight against him, I used one hand to hastily work my skirt up over my slender, gyrating hips and then used it to guide his hand to the front of my sopping wet, blue and white thong.

"Finger it!" I panted to him through my kiss-swollen lips. "Put your finger in my pussy and fuck it."

Darren needed no coaxing. Within seconds, his eager fingers found their way under my thong and he slipped two thick digits into my dripping wet cunt-hole.

"Fuck, you're wet!" He grunted in seeming surprise. "You still get fucking soaking wet just thinking about fucking don't you? You're perpetually wet!"

Obviously, Darren had no problem remembering how easy I was and I pressed my face into his neck, kissing and nibbling softly, wetly, as he resolutely shoved his fingers up my creaming pussy-chute. "Yesssss!" I whined softly. "Finger-fuck that cunt! Make it cum for you. Finger it hard and make it cum!"

As Darren hunched down from his full 6'2 height to get his fingers inside my tight little pussy, I rapidly untied the draw string to his scrubs. Within seconds, they were in a puddle around his ankles on the floor, and my soft, little hand had reached into his shorts to grab hold of his rock-hard cock.

"Ohhhh!" He grimaced as my fingers circled his big throbbing prick. "Oh fuck, that feels so good."

For a few minutes we stayed like that: Darren's fingers busy fucking my creamy little twat, and my hand slowly jerking on his big thick hard-on.

Without warning him, I eased my hot, wet pussy off of Darren's' probing fingers and quickly dropped to my knees. Looking up at him with a huge grin on my flushed face, I began to lash his leaking boner with my frisky little tongue, licking and lapping softly.

"Oh, God!" He moaned weakly, slouching over as his knees trembled in delight. "Oh, God! Kathy!"

Slowly, with cock-lover's reverence, I ran my tongue all over his long, thick cock-shaft. Covering it with my hot spit, I licked the hot, twitching cock-flesh until it shown in the dim light. Up and down I licked, using long smooth tongue-swipes to cover every inch of Darren's thick fuck-meat.

"Don't stop!" Darren demanded when I paused for a few seconds. "Please don't stop!"

I had no intention of stopping! Taking Daren's cock-head into my mouth I sucked hard on his sensitive prick-tip, my cheeks collapsing inwards from the suction. Nursing on the huge head of Darren's leaking dick, I used my left hand to firmly shuck up and down the seven swollen inches of cock not in my drooling mouth. Darren moaned non-stop as I expertly jerked his cock off in my mouth.

"Kathy!" He hissed. "Oh fuck yes! Oh yes! Suck it! Suck that cock!"

Releasing his cock from my hand, I pushed my face forward and let Darren's cock slide deep into my mouth and down my throat. Five, then six inches of thick cock bulled past my tonsils down my throat as Darren whimpered and moaned in ecstasy. When I had all eight inches of his cock stuffed down my throat, I raised my eyes up to him in triumph. 

Darren used his hands to rub the sides of my bulging cheeks and smiled down at me. Slowly at first, he started to fuck his fat throbbing cock in and out of my throat, causing my eyes to tear up ever so slightly from the effort.

"That's a girl!" He praised me. "All the fucking way down. You're still the only girl I've ever had do this to me! It feels so fucking good! Swallow it all, Kathy. Swallow it!"

Pleased that I was a better cock-sucker than his bitch wife, I bobbed my head steadily back and forth, letting Darren fuck his cock deep down my cock-stuffed gullet as he groaned in delight. Kneeling on the floor in the empty room, my tight, white skirt raised up over my thighs and barely covered, little ass, I felt my inflamed pussy grow hotter and hotter. Part of me wanted Darren to squirt his thick, sticky cum down my throat, but another part of me, my pussy, wanted Darren to fuck me even more. My pussy won.

Wrenching my mouth off Darren's twitching hard-on, I quickly stood up. Turning around, I walked a few feet over to the wall of the room and looked pertly back at Darren over my shoulder. Hands against the wall, I spread my legs widely and urged the aroused doctor. "C'mon Baby. Fuck me against the wall. Fuck me from behind like I'm a little bitch in heat! Fuck me like you used to. Fuck my cunt, Darren!"

Heavy, bouncing cock leading the way, Darren walked slowly towards me. Swiveling my trim hips in little circles, I waved my firm little ass at him invitingly, "Hurry Baby." I moaned in anxious need. "I need to be fucked hard!"

As I watched Darren, I saw a dark cloud pass over his face, his jaw set as if he'd finally made a difficult decision. Reaching down, he pulled up his shorts and scrub pants and shook his head briskly. "I can't do it Kathy. I just can't. You understand. I'm sorry, I can't do this."

Tears of rage and frustration welled in my eyes. "No! I don't fucking understand! It's okay if I suck your cock, but not okay for you to fuck me? What kinda shit is that?" I wailed in disbelief.

"I'm sorry." He repeated. "I swore I wouldn't let you do this to me, and I'm not going to. We better get out of here before someone comes looking for us."

With that, he tucked his still-hard cock back into in his pants, and left the room.

I was stunned, shocked, and embarrassed. With tears still in my eyes, I hastily rearranged my uniform and slinked out of the empty room. 

"That was quick!" Beth exclaimed when I arrived back at the nurse's station. "Guess he's more like Troy now that he's married, huh? One and done, two and spew!"

Normally Beth's comments would have had me laughing out loud, but I was too embarrassed and hurt to laugh with her. Looking closely at me, she saw I was upset.

"What's wrong, Honey?" she queried. "What happened in there?"

"He turned me down, Beth," I replied with a hint of shame in my voice. "I fucking offered it to him and he turned it down. I haven't been turned down ever. I'm humiliated. He turned it down!"

"Shush." Beth replied soothingly, "That bitch Suzanne probably rags on you and us all the fucking time. I imagine he'd feel too guilty going home to her if he'd done anything with you. Don't let it worry you. When we get off shift, let's go over to the lounge and pick up a few big-cocked docs; you'll forget all about this in a few hours.

Beth was wrong. No way was I ever going to forget this; I had been turned down by a man with a hard cock while I was leaning against the wall, my skirt pulled up over my hips, inviting him to fuck me. I was still in a state of shock. I also was still incredible horny. As I sat there doing paperwork with Beth, my pussy throbbed and pulsed with need. After being so close to being stuffed with cock, my pussy needed a release. I tried to ignore my throbbing, aching clit, but it was a losing battle. After 30 minutes, I told Beth I needed a few minutes of Kathy time in the grief-counseling room.

Beth grinned knowingly and handed me the key to the room that was situated between our ward and the orthopedics ward. The grief-counselor's office was often used for some of the doctors' and nurses' more "intimate" moments, but now, at about 2 AM on a mid-shift, it was unoccupied. Unlocking the door to the well-appointed counselor's office I quickly shut the door behind me and plopped myself down on the over-stuffed chair next to one of the large wooden desks.

Within seconds, my damp thong lay beside me on the couch and my feet were firmly planted on the edge of the plush cushion as I sat facing forward. I had unzipped my uniform jumper blouse and unclasped the front of my lacy white bra which now hung useless. With one hand I tugged, twisted, and pinched one sensitive nipple, and with the other, I rubbed and stroked my throbbing little clit.

Closing my eyes, I thought back to the last time I had been fucked. Roger, one of Troy's co-workers had sneaked over to my house on his lunch hour. I met him at the door in a red and black bustier, red thigh highs, and black four-inch spike heels. Within seconds, without even bothering to close the front door, Roger had me on my knees in the foyer, my mouth and throat thoroughly stuffed with his swollen erection. Ten minutes later, we were in my bedroom where Roger had proceeded to lay my face down on the bed and force his throbbing prick all the way up my tiny asshole. After much hair pulling, ass-slapping, and dirty talk, Roger finally blew a huge wad of cum up my tight, churning ass as I wailed in bliss.

Roger had then quickly showered and begun to put on his uniform as I had lain in bed, his cum slowly oozing out of my well-fucked butt. "You didn't even fuck my pussy," I had pouted up to him. "Why are you in such a hurry?"

He'd replied that my husband had called a meeting of all the flight commanders at 1330 that afternoon and he dare not be late again as Troy had threatened him with disciplinary action if he was late or missed another mandatory meeting.

"I can take care of that," I'd replied, playfully picking up the phone and talking into it without dialing. "Honey?" I had whispered seductively into the phone, "Roger is gonna have to miss your silly little meeting; he has to stay here and fuck my bad little pussy with his big fat dick That's not gonna be a problem, is it?"

Replacing the phone in its crook, I had then pried open my tight little cunt with both hands and grinned up at Roger with a wicked look I knew he found irresistible, "No problem. He said just make sure you pull out and don't cum in my precious little cunt. We don't want any little Rogers nine months from now."

Laughing softly, Roger had responded "What the hell, maybe I won't be all that late," and started removing his undershirt and shorts. Thirty minutes later, Roger, after ignoring my half-hearted whines to, "Pull out; don't cum in it! Pull it out!" pumped another load of hot, gooey cum up my spasming pussy as I clung to up desperately, deep in the throes of my third orgasm of the afternoon.

As I recalled the details of my and Roger's clandestine afternoon fuck-fest, I rubbed my hot, aching clit harder and harder sending sparks of pleasure throughout my entire body. Craning my neck down to just the right angle, I used my free hand to push one tit up to my mouth and quickly licked and then lightly bit down on my erect, spiking nipple. Soon, I felt my pussy twitching as the tell-tale bubble began to build deep in the pit of my stomach.

Releasing my aching tit-tip from my mouth, I spread my legs wider on the chair and rammed two fingers rapidly in and out of my sticky pussy while stroking my hard little clit with the other hand. It was then, with me mere seconds from an explosive orgasm, that the door to the counseling room eased open. Silhouetted in the doorway by the hallway light was Darren. Without shame I allowed my hands to continue pleasuring my ready-to-cum cunt.

"What the fuck, Kathy!" He exclaimed. "Beth told me you were in here. I came to apologize for leading you on."

Ignoring his words, I looked up at Darren with pleading, delirious eyes. "Please! Please! I need you so bad, Darren. Please fuck me! I need it so bad!"

Darren swallowed with difficulty and stared as my fingers slowly stroked and fucked my clit and pussy. He took two steps into the room, shutting the door behind him.

"Please, Darren," I continued in a high pitched whining tone. "Please fuck me. I'll do anything you ask me, if you fuck me now."

I was desperate to come, and I was even more desperate to have Darren help me do so. Afraid of total rejection once more, I gave Darren a compromise solution. "You don't even have to put it in me! Just rub it on my clit. You know, slap my clit with it. You know how hard that can make me cum. Please, Darren, please!" I keened loudly.

Darren was wavering. I could see the conflict etched in his face, so I used one last trick that I was sure would tip the balance in my favor.




Ex Sex Can Be Hot



"I'll bark for you!" I hissed. "I'll bark like a little puppy for you if you make me cum. I promise. Like this: Arf! Arf! Arf!" 

Darren was defeated. Triumphant vindication flashed through me as I watched Darren lock the door behind him and move quickly over to me. Pulling down his scrubs and shorts even as he moved, Darren grasped his massively swollen cock in his hand and knelt in front of me.

"You don't even haf'ta put it in." I whimpered up to him, moving my nimble fingers out of the way. "Just rub it all over my cunt and slap it on my clit. You know how much I love that."

Darren seemed to be mesmerized by my little, tight, bald cunt, and for long minutes he deftly rubbed his hard leaking boner all around my wet, swollen cuntlips and pressed his oozing prick tip hard up against my inflamed clit.

"I'm not gonna fuck you Kathy," he hissed more to himself than me. "I'm just gonna make you cum like this."

"That's ok! That's fine!" I wailed as the heat of his thick, heavy cock on my pussy-mound drove me closer and closer to the brink. "Beat it a little! Slap my clit with your big fucking dick!"

"Bark for me! Darren managed to choke out the command. "You promised you would. Bark for me!"

I'd barked for many men before, but Darren had always seemed to enjoy it more than any other man I'd ever been with. I waited a few seconds, allowing my climax to arrive at the point of inevitably because I knew what would happen as soon as I followed Darren's command.

With Darren's cock beating a rapid tempo on my clit, I reached the point of no return and capitulated. "Arf! Arf.arf.arf! Hoooowoooo! Hoooowoooo! Woof! Woof! Arf! Arf!" Glaring at him as I barked softly, I moved one hand down to my slit and rubbed it frantically as Darren's cock battered my clit

As I knew it would, my nasty barking had an immediate, overwhelming effect on Darren. His body tensed and he held his cock still in his hand. "Ohhhh fuck! You bitch! Oh fuck!"

With those words, Darren pointed his twitching cock at my cuntlips and unleashed a torrent of hot, sticky jizz all over my swollen pussy and my frantically rubbing hand. 

"Waahhhhh! Wahhhhhhhh!" I wailed helplessly as the feel of Darren's hot cum splashing onto my smooth, shaved cunt pushed me over the edge.

Darren's eyes were wild with unabated lust as he watched his thick, white cock-cream shoot out onto my pretty little pussy. He groaned loudly as a second and third jet of sticky sperm splattered onto my pink, swollen cunt lips. Suddenly, he uttered an agonized grunt and before I knew it, he was shoving his still-spurting cock right up my cumming pussy-hole.

"You don't have to. You don't have to." I murmured to him repeatedly, my snug cunt clamping down hard on his spewing cock-meat. "You don't have to fuck me, Darren!"

"Ohhh fuck!" Darren moaned, is voice a mix of pleasure and remorse, "Too late. I can't help it. Fuck I couldn't help it."

Leaning back, my petite body shuddered and shook as I came hard all over Darren's cunt-splitting cockmeat. I whimpered softly as he began to slowly stroke his hard cock in and out of my messy cunt-hole and leaned forward to hold him. With my slender arms locked tight around his back, I whispered into his ear. "Fuck me, Baby! Fuck me like you used to."

Darren had always been a great fuck. Possessing a long, thick dick and incredible self-control, he'd always been able to hold off his first orgasm until he'd made me cum at least once. He also had wonderful recuperative powers which were on full display this evening; his cock didn't soften even a bit as he unhurriedly stroked it in and out of the hot depths of my needy pussy.

"Did ya miss it?" I teased. "Did you miss my tight little pussy? Did you think about me sometimes? Do you still sometimes think about fucking this hot, tight pussy?"

"God, yes!" Darren admitted with an anguished groan. "I've though about fucking you lots in the last few years. I missed your pussy lots. It's still so fucking tight around my cock. It's like it fits perfectly. Did you miss this hard cock in you? Did you miss it too?"

"Nope!" I replied evilly. "Not at all. I knew I could get this cock back anytime I wanted. No reason to miss something I own."

"You little spoiled bitch!" Darren hissed, mashing his cock harder into my still-quivering pussy-tunnel. "You're just a spoiled fucking brat, Kathy."

I could tell I'd hurt his ego a bit by claiming I didn't miss him, or his talented cock, one bit, but the ends justified my means and with a flash of anger flitting across his handsome face, Darren put his hands on my hips and pulled me harder onto his fat, fucking cock.

"Go on!" I encouraged him. "Take it out on my pussy. You can grudge fuck me! You know you wanna tear it up."

Pulling his hard cock out of my dripping cunt, Darren easily lifted me up into the air and held me high before taking my place on the huge chair. Pulling me back down, he turned me so my back was to him and demanded loudly, "Sit on it! Sit on my cock. I don't even wanna see your face while I fuck you. I'm just gonna use your slut pussy to cum in."

A shiver of delight wracked my body at Darren's masterful tone. If he'd been like this when we were together, I might have married him instead of Troy. Balancing my little feet on his muscular thighs, I slid my greasy, slippery cunt down hard on his fat, fuck-stick and started to bounce in rapid cadence. Up and down I went, taking in several inches of Darren's hard spiking cock on each bounce.

"Faster! He croaked. "Do it faster! Shake that little ass!

Ignoring him for the time being, I placed my hands on Darren's knees near my feet, I leaned forward and slowly pushed up onto my hands and the balls of my feet until just the thick, swollen head of his cock was trapped in my tightly clenching cunt-socket. Weaving my hips in wide circles, I circled Darren's embedded cock around and around, eliciting delighted gasps from the overexcited doctor.

"Squeeze it! Squeeze the head like that! Oh God, that looks so fucking hot!" Darren puffed as my undulating cunt muscles caressed and massaged his fat prick tip.

Leaning even further forward, I bent my head down and watched as the towering meaty spike of Darren's bloated cock helplessly followed the gyrations of my swiveling hips.

"Fuck!" I bleated loudly while looking upside down between my slender, trembling legs. "It's so fucking thick! I can't fucking believe my pussy can take it! It feels so good riding you like this! I love fucking on top."

Around and around I swiveled my trim hips, careful to keep just the bulbous head of Darren's chubby pussy-pleaser lodged in my seeping cunt-mouth. "Like that, Baby?" I babbled unnecessarily, since I already knew the answer. "Like Kathy teasing your fucking dick like this? Do ya like watching your ugly fucking cock stuck up my precious little pussy?" 

As Darren groaned in approval, I started to hump my sticky little cunt up and down on his thick, throbbing boner. I propelled my little butt up and down in rapid tempo, leaning so far forward that my ass was nearly in Darren's face. Keening loudly, I slid my drenched pussy-sheath up and down the full length of his steel-hard prick while simultaneously roiling my ass in tight, small circles-I was giving Darren's cock a fucking he would not soon forget.

"Pull my hair!" I yelped, drawing my head up and sitting erect once more. "Pull my fucking hair hard while I ride your big dick!"

Halfheartedly, Darren tugged on my long blonde tresses. 

"Harder!" I hissed demandingly. "Do it harder. Really pull it. Yank my head back. C'mon!"

I sighed to myself in repressed disappointment as Darren only slightly increased the pressure on my head. Despite his excitement at once again having his nasty cock fucking in and out of my tiny, wet cunt-hole, he still wasn't up to the task of treating me as trashy as I wanted. Forgetting about that for the time being, I leaned back against his broad chest and began to stroke and rub my little, rigid clit.

"I'm gonna make myself cum!" I politely informed my ex-boyfriend. "I'm gonna cum all over your dumb ugly cock."

Closing my eyes, I ignored everything but the thick cock-meat spearing into my cunt, and concentrated on stroking my aching clit with just the right pressure and tempo. I could hear Darren panting in my ear, obliviously to the fact I was using his cock simply for my own selfish needs and pleasure.

Up and down I posted on Darren's fuck-rod, my ass clapping loudly against his muscular thighs. "Cum, Kathy! He urged me, breathlessly. "Cum for me, Baby."

Silly Darren! I was going to cum all right, but not for him. I didn't care one whit about him; it was all about me!

As my climax slowly, but inexorably, approached, I gradually slowed my ass-shuddering bouncing and clamped down hard on Darren's pussy-splitting boner. Flicking my tingly clit back and forth with my nimble fingers, I turned my head to the side and begged shrilly, "Grab my tits! Squeeze 'em for me, Baby!"

While I knew Darren wouldn't be as rough with my tits and nipples as I liked, I also knew that any additional stimulation would quickly bring me to the brink of climax. Rubbing my swollen clit-nub with desperate determination, I bleated softly as Darren's finger's found my nipples and began tugging on them.

"Ohhhhh!" I yelped, feeling him pinch my throbbing, pink nipples. "That's the way! Pinch, baby, pinch! Do it hard! Make it sting!"

Darren increased the pressure on my tit-tips, but unfortunately kept it well below the pain-pleasure barrier. Nonetheless, while squirming with more authority on his lap, I mauled my clit wildly as my pussy fluttered crazily on his barely thrusting cock. Within moments, my steaming hot cunt began melting down over his pussy-ensnared cock.

C-c-c-cumming!" I managed to choke out for the benefit of his ego. "Oh Jesus! I'm cumming!

My cock-packed pussy quaked and shuddered as I came hard all over Darren's deeply embedded cock-meat. There was no thrusting or pumping; just eight solid inches of fat cock rammed to the hilt inside cumming, twitching pussy while my fingers danced all over my bloated clit.

Again turning my face to his, I kissed Darren passionately, panting desperately into his mouth as my sizzling pussy creamed his fuck-rod. My breath came in huge gulps, but I kept my open mouth pressed hard against Darren's as my orgasm peaked, and then finally subsided. With a deep, satisfied sigh, I weakly lifted my pussy up off of Darren's pussy-cum-covered cock, crawled off his lap, and slowly shuffled a few feet over to one of the large oak desks.

Laying my plump titties flat against the desk, I spread my slender legs wide and waggled my ass in tiny little circles. Looking teasingly back at Darren, I implored in a sweet, little, siren's voice, "Come fuck me from behind. I wanna feel you like this! Fuck me like a doggy."

To make sure he didn't keep me waiting, I threw in some added incentive. "Woof! Woof!" I barked invitingly. "Come fuck me like a little puppy-bitch in heat."

Within seconds, Darren was behind me, plugging his fat, blood-engorged cock into the open socket of my greedy pussy. He plowed steadily forward, and, without much preamble, rapidly punched his thick shaft back and forth in my hot, willing fuck-hole.

"Harder!" I moaned to him with sluttish desire. "Pound that pussy, Baby! Fuck it like a man! I'm not gonna break; pound it!"

Darren did pound it! His quivering thighs collided nosily with my tight ass as he powered his rock-hard prick deep inside my oozing cunt-slit. Taking great delight in his hoarse groans and sighs, I happily lay across the desk; my white skirt slid up high over my tiny ass, letting my former boyfriend use my slutty, married pussy for his own pleasure.

Pushing up with my hands against the well-polished wood, I straightened my left leg, and lifted it up onto the edge of the desk. Darren grunted deep in his throat at the sight and plowed his cock even deeper, if that was possible, into my blazing cunt-chute. Knowing that his climax was rapidly approaching, I gave Darren every opportunity to grudge fuck me for dumping him two years earlier.

"You wanna cum in my ass, Baby?" I pouted over my shoulder at him. "You wanna stick it up my butt and cum that way? You can shoot your hot cum up my ass if you want. Why don't you fuck me up the ass?"

Darren was an ass-lover of the first magnitude. When we had been together, hardly a day went by when he didn't stick either his tongue or his cock my tight little ass and make me squeal in worish delight. I knew that he desperately wanted to prong my tight little ass, but even with that knowledge I couldn't resist taunting him.

"Do you fuck Suzanne up the butt?" I queried with a mocking lilt to my voice. "Does she let you drill her fat little ass like you used to do mine?"

From previous girl-talk with Suzanne and other nurses, I knew that Suzanne, and several others, felt anal sex was "dirty." While the possibility existed that Darren had changed her mind in the past two years, I was betting that he hadn't.

"You can tell me," I persisted as he demurred. "I won't tell anyone! It's not a big deal."

Realizing there was no reason not to answer; Darren shook his head while simultaneously withdrawing his slimy cock from my creamy cunt-hole. "She doesn't like that." He replied and then added in her defense, "She's not a slut like you. Regular sex is good enough for her."

"But obviously not for you," I said in derision as I reached my hand back and plugged his greasy fuck-stick into the too- tight pucker of my teeny butt-hole. "That's ok, though. I'll let you fuck my ass, Darren. Maybe if you do it right, you'll get another chance some other time!"

Darren grunted loudly as I pushed my firm ass back hard onto his cock. A loud, involuntary groan escaped my own lips as I felt his spherical cock-head slide past my tight sphincter and spear deep into my ass-guts. "Fuck that ass, Honey!" I hissed with need. "Fuck it for me! Fuck it hard!"

Fortunately, my pussy-cum drenched cunt-hole had provided enough lube for Darren's fat fuck-rod and, locking both hands around my slender waist, Darren pulled me back and forth on his cock, making me take more than half the length of his thick prick on each thrust. Wanting to cum before he did. I reached my hand between my legs and pawed madly at my super-sensitive, engorged clit.

"Come on, Baby!" I encouraged the butt-humping doctor. "You know I can take it! Bang it as hard as you want until you come! This is all for you!"

Receiving the green light to tag my ass any way he wanted, Darren snorted wildly and tightened his grip around my waist. "You're such a fucking bitch, Kathy! You make me so fucking mad!"

"But you love me!" I taunted. "You miss this ass; you miss this pussy. You want me back so fucking bad! You'd drop Suzanne in a heartbeat if you though you could have me back!"

Darren pushed down hard on the small of my back and mashed his cock even harder into my trembling ass. He didn't respond to my provocative words, and I knew then and there that I could have him do anything I wanted, any time I wanted. First though, he was going to punish me and my hot little ass!

"You dirty little whore!" He grunted as he drilled his twitching cock furiously up my clenching ass-tube. "I'm only doing this 'casue you begged for it. I'd never fuck Suzanne up the ass. I only do that to fucking sluts like you."

Soothingly, I reassured him, "It's ok, Baby! I'm not gonna tell her anything. I don't mind being your filthy little slut!"

I heard Darren let out an anguished sob as he determinedly buried his cock to the balls and bellowed, "Fuck! Oh fuck! Can't hold back!"

Fortunately, I was right there with him, and as his cock jumped and bucked deep in my ass, I pinched my clit hard between two fingers and allowed myself to cum. Our mingled orgasmic grunts and groans created a sinful cacophony in the small office, and I was forced to remove my leg from the desktop in order to support my quivering little body. My change of position didn't disturb Darren though, and as he filled my twisty ass with his sizzling sperm, he began to slowly pump his spewing cock back and forth in my cum-filled ass-chute.

"Cummin' in your little ass!" He practically sobbed in happy disbelief. "After all this time, cummin' in your tight little ass again!"

"Yessssss, Darren!' I moaned, my voice sugary-sweet, after he'd finished filling my burning ass with white-hot cum. "You came so good in my ass. You fucked and creamed my little ass so good! You're such a good boy! Next time, you can cum all over my face if you want; you know how much I love that!"

Five minutes later, uniform all back in proper order, I took my seat besides Beth at the nurses' station. 

"Mission accomplished?" She chortled as I wiggled into my chair.

"Not entirely." I replied brightly. "I gotta be careful 'cause I don't want Suzanne even suspecting anything, but I'm not done playing with his mind yet. Not by a long shot! I'm gonna drive him up the wall! This was only the start!"



Ex Sex is Best



My door bell goes. I don't who it is so I throw on my basketball jersey and head down stairs to answer the door. My ex girlfriend is standing there, full of fury after hearing a vicious rumour and is here to confront me. 

This is a surprise to me, and to be honest she is the last person I wanna see right now. But she's here for a reason. I tell her to come in but as she steps one foot over the threshold she slaps me across the face and yells, "What is this I've heard you cunt?!" Perplexed and in shock, I demand to know what she's on about. She hits me again but I manage to somehow get her inside and shut the door... 

She pushes me against it and goes for another strike. I dodge it and reverse her into the door. I hug her to try and calm the rageful ex. I grab hold of her by the mouth and she then spat at me. 

I kissed her; for some reason this was a turn on. She kissed me back. As we were kissing we could both taste her tears falling. Her hands went up my vest feeling the dents on my 6 pack. 

Was this just a passionate kiss? I grabbed her by the firm tight petite arse and picking her up, she wrapped her legs behind around me. I could feel the heat from within her swollen hot pussy. She ripped my vest over my head and started furiously kissing, scratching, biting. During the motion we both fell backwards and landed on the stairs but still in the same position, only the ex is now on top of me. 

She can feel the bulge in my pants getting bigger and bigger and plants her right hand over my big now throbbing cock. She starts to vigorously rub. My hands turn to her small but plentifully tits- I know how much she loves me on them. I remove her top and concentrate on her tits, sucking and kissing. She looks me in the eye and I can see her in to her soul. We just know each other, we know how to respond to the others body and what we need...

She almost hits climax point and gets off me. Confused why she did this but not for long, as she rips my football shorts down in one fell swoop. My rock hard dick springs out and she moans. She needs this. There's no time to tease her way down my body like she usually would; non handed she takes me in her mouth. She sucks deeply, making her way down as far south as she can without gagging. I know how much she wants to take all of me but can't. Holding the base of my shaft, she makes her way back up with nice slow strokes, kissing, licking, gently teasing my bell end. Still pumping my cock she heads to my massive balls. I knew this wouldn't last long. She could sense me ready to explode. I grabbed her hair almost pulling it, maybe she was in pain by it I don't know. I was now face fucking her By now she knew I was about to cum. She went deep down me one last time and within half a second I shot my warm love juice all over in her mouth. She swallowed it all up. Every last drop. It was so warm and thick. Not one drop escaped from that perfect blow job mouth. She knew what the fuck to do to me! I was red raw and it was now the ex's time for a good seeing to...

She knew how good I was at this. So without a word muttered she took off her shorts and soaking thong. I could smell that sweet nectar. Fuck how I'd missed that pussy of hers. I stayed laid somehow on the stairs. She climbed onto me and moved up my body with her tongue, finally laid to rest her smooth wet cunt on my face. I didn't need to breathe. All I wanted was her taste and for us both to taste. She rubbed her nipples in a circular motion. Her legs were shaking. I knew after only 30 seconds that this was the final whistle. She got wetter, literally dripping in my mouth as my tongue went from East to West in super fast speed on her swollen clit. She gripped the banister and i could hear her nails scrape in to the wood. She began to do some kind of shake and I knew this was the point of no return for her. With one hand on the rail and the other on the step above she began bouncing on my mouth, not hard but couldn't control herself. And she came. She screamed my name over and over while her pussy erupted with my tongue still in her. I could feel hot cum drip down my chin. Her nails dug into the carpet, I was laid motionless. My face was covered in her. She kissed me, gently licking up her lost nectar. We both laid there like punch drunk boxers. 

We got into each others arms and just looked into each others eyes. For that 10 minutes we forgot the world. 



Ex-Sisters-In-Law



My wife and I were married for nearly 25 years when we divorced. It was not a bitter divorce by any means. We just didn't have anything in common anymore, in or out of bed. Sometimes people fall out of love just as easy as falling in love. Our children are grown and gone from home, so there was no need to continue the charade. I kept the house we lived in and she moved back home with her mother. Her mother loves the company, and her two brothers and sister are glad she is there to look after their mom. My ex-mother lost her husband to cancer a few years back. I have remained on friendly terms with all and still on occasion will go to family gatherings. Strange, huh?

As for my love life? I don't have a steady nor am I looking for one. There is a woman who lives across the road from me, around my age, and a couple times a month we get together and have sex. No strings attached. She is happy. I am happy.

My wife has a younger sister and two brothers. They are all married, but not happily. This story deals with her older brother's wife, Miki. She is average height, slightly overweight, short dark hair, and big brown eyes that have always made me melt. Her husband seems to be forever on business trips, so I am sure this leads to some of their problems. I know of at least one time when she had an affair with another man. But they remain married, but not happily.

I have always been able to talk and have fun with all the women of my wife's family. Joking around, sexy talking, even playing with her younger sister's tits on a few occasions while she would rub my cock through my pants. But Sherry is another story for another time.

So, I was not surprised when Miki called and invited me to her place for dinner the next evening. Her husband was away and she just needed to talk to and spend some time with someone. Their daughter had graduated from college and moved to another part of the country. I eagerly accepted and told her I would see her around 6 PM the next evening. I quickly went to the liquor store and purchased a bottle of Miki's favorite wine. I masturbated that night, thinking of Miki.

Their house was on my way home from work, so it made sense for me to just stop after work, rather than go home, clean up and come back. When I arrived, Miki had asked me to park behind their barn, out of sight of the main road. They had purchased an old farm house(I could never fully comprehend why) and the barn was about 100 yards from the house. I parked the car and was walking toward the house with the bottle of wine, when I heard splashing sounds from behind the house. They have a swimming pool, so I thought Miki must be taking a relaxing swim before starting dinner.

When I turned around the corner of the house and walked through the gate that surrounds the pool, I saw Miki was in the water and what appeared to be someone else under the water at the far end. Miki and I exchanged hellos, then the person under the water popped up. It was Jodie, my ex's younger brother's wife. Jodie has long curly, dirty blonde hair that I have always wanted to jack off into. She has green eyes, slender body, and the nicest tits I have ever seen. They are big for her body type, but they are perfect. She has a habit of wearing short dresses that show off her gorgeous legs, low cut enough to show off her ample buxom. The one woman in the family I would love to fuck if I had a choice, or chance.

I was pleasantly surprised to see her there. After saying hello, Miki said that she invited Jodie for dinner and to stay the night as they were getting up early to go shopping in the city. It just made sense for her to sleep there, rather than drive the 30 miles in the morning. Hey, the more the merrier I said. They both giggled like school girls.

Miki was wearing a one piece swim suit, while Jodie had on a thong bikini. They invited me into the pool, but as I already had about half a hardon, I claimed I couldn't because I didn't have anything to wear. Like that was going to work!!! They said no problem and both took off their suits. Damn. They were not making it easy for me. Both women's nipples were erect, but no where near erect as the cock in my pants. I slowly took my clothes off, turning my back when I took off my pants. There I am, standing by the pool, naked, and the ladies are hooting and hollering like tramps at a Chippendale's show. Funny. I turned around to get in the pool, and their cheering turned to lots of giggles. My cock was now jutting straight out, all 7 inches of it. I was embarrassed as hell. I quickly climbed in the pool.

The girls swam around me in a continuous circle, getting closer and closer to me each time around. There was some small talk about family and our jobs, but the closer they got to me, the less they were talking. I now know what it must feel like to be attacked by sharks, as they slowly swim around their prey before attacking. In this case, I was the prey. Not that I minded. When they got close to me, Miki gave me a little kiss on the lips, then Jodie followed, doing the same. We were in the middle of the pool making out like teenagers. 

I pulled Miki close to me and kissed her hard on the lips, sticking my tongue in her mouth. Jodie, not wanting to be left out, pulled me away and kissed me just as hard. Man, I was loving this. We stood there for a few minutes just kissing. Miki first, then Jodie. Finally, I told them I wanted to watch them kiss each other. They looked at each other for a couple of seconds before Jodie leaned in and gave Miki a quick kiss on the lips, followed by another one, then another. Miki grabbed Jodie by the back of the head and kissed her hard, forcing her tongue into Jodie's mouth. I just stood there and watched these two beautiful women kiss each other with a passion that I have never seen. I didn't think that my cock could get any harder than it already was, but I swear, it did. We kissed for a few more minutes, when I started kissing Miki's tits. She threw her head back and moaned as I gently bit her nipples. I offered her tits to Jodie, and without hesitation she started kissing and licking them. Miki and I then licked and sucked Jodie's impressive boobs. This went on for a few minutes and we decided to go into the house to continue the activities.

Miki has a king size bed, so that was a plus. I laid down in the middle with Miki on my right and Jodie on my left. We kissed some more and they both moved down to my cock. They took turns licking my head and shaft. Up and down and around. I told Miki I wanted to taste her pussy, so she straddled my face, with her head point towards my cock. She was hot, she was wet, and she was delicious. As Jodie continued sucking my cock, I had her position her body so that her ass was pointed toward my head. I started fingering her pussy, found her clit, and she screamed as she had her first orgasm. I was licking Miki's clit and she was grinding her pussy in my face, she too had an orgasm. Her body shook uncontrollably and she begged me to keep eating her. Who am I to deny her what she wants? Jodie was still sucking my cock as I was fingering her pussy. I took Miki's hand and led her fingers to Jodie's cunt. She was unsure of herself at first, but I think she liked how she could make Jodie feel by changing the pressure and location of her fingers. Jodie and Miki both came at the same time and I thought it was time for a switch, but not before blowing my first load of the night down Jodie's throat. She gagged a little when my hot demon seed found the back of her throat. But to her credit, she was able to take it all in her mouth and swallow it. Miki came again as I stuck my tongue in her asshole while she fingered herself with her free hand. She rolled off me and we all laid there for a few moments.

But not for long. I knew this may be a one time thing and I was going to take advantage of it, for sure. I wanted to taste Jodie and I wanted Jodie to taste Miki. Jodie laid on her back and I knelt between her legs. The aroma coming from her pussy was intoxicating. I dove right in and licked up all the pussy juices that she had spurted when she had come. I told Miki to set on Jodie's face. They both looked at me with a little bit of fear as neither of them had ever been with a woman. I assured them that they would love it and I stuck my fingers in Jodie's pussy and had Miki lick them clean. She agreed that it wasn't the worst thing she had ever tasted, so she had no problem with it. Jodie just grabbed Miki and sat her cunt right on her face. I laughed to myself. Dive right in without checking first, I thought. I liked that. So apparently did the women. Miki was biting her lower lip as Jodie was sucking on her delicious honey pot. I was licking Jodie and although she tasted a bit different from Miki, it was a good taste. In no time at all I felt Jodie starting to quiver and she squirted her hidden juices into my mouth. This must be what heaven is like. Miki came a few seconds later, rolled off Jodie face and announced that she wanted to eat Jodie's pussy. For women that had never been with other women, they surprised the hell out of me with their horniness for each other.

I slid to the side of the bed and the girls decided that they would lick each other in the classic 69 position. My cock was rock hard again. It is a beautiful thing to watch two women who like each other, to pleasure each other, to make the other feel as though they are the most important thing in the world. Miki was on the bottom and Jodie's ass was sticking up in the air. While Miki licked and sucked her cunt, I was biting her ass cheeks, nibbling on them. Finally, I ran my tongue along the crack of her ass. When I came to her asshole, I teased her by running my tongue around the outside of her butthole. She was thrusting upwards, wanting me to plunge my tongue inside her, but I was unable to do so because Miki was pulling her down on her face, not letting her get away. I finally stuck my tongue up her ass as far as it would go and I heard her moan, cumming on Miki's face. They continued eating each other as I was working on Jodie's ass with my tongue. 

These two women couldn't get enough of each other and one thing was perfectly clear. This would not be the last time that we or the two of them got together. I got behind Jodie and eased my cock into her soaking wet pussy. Her cunt muscles contracted around my dick, and as Miki was licking my balls, I knew I was going to blow my load before too much longer. I pulled my cock out of Jodie and stuck it in Miki's mouth. I barely made it as I blew my wad into her mouth, some of it running down the sides of her face. Jodie had gotten off Miki, the two women kissed each other and Jodie licked my cum off Miki's cheek and chin. 

We lay there for a few minutes when Miki said she was going downstairs to start dinner. Jodie and I said we were going to take a shower and would be down when we finished. We went into the bathroom and both crawled in the shower. We took turns washing each other, but to be honest I was having more fun washing Jodie's more than ample tits. She washed my cock and in doing so made me hard again. She dropped to her knees and began to suck it once more. She was able to take water from the shower in her mouth and shoot it back out while sucking my cock. It is an incredible feeling, but it made me want to piss. I told Jodie this and she said that while she didn't really want to taste my piss, she had no problem with me doing it on her tits. So I let it fly all over her tits and watched as Jodie was fingering herself. She came just as I was finishing and she sucked my cock with such passion that I came in her mouth. I was tired, exhausted. I washed Jodie's tits once more, we dried off and went downstairs to where Miki was making dinner. There was no sense in putting clothes on, we wouldn't need them. She had just put the lasagna in the oven and said it would be about an hour until it was finished. She went to take a shower and Jodie and I went into the living room. I stretched out on the couch, looked over at Jodie who had picked up a magazine and was fingering her cunt as she was reading. I fell right to sleep.

I woke up an hour later with Miki sucking on my now limp cock. Wasn't limp for long. She stopped though and said we could have each other for dessert. We had a fantastic dinner of lasagna, salad, Italian bread and the wine that I had brought. During dinner, we talked and I learned that neither woman was being satisfied at home as much as they thought they should be. There husbands lack of enthusiasm for sex was my gain. They talked about how exciting it was to kiss each other, taste each others pussies, suck my cock, and taste my cum.

The ladies cleaned everything up after dinner and we went outside. It was dark now, but there was a full moon. Miki had spread blankets out on the ground. It was perfect. I just stood and admired the women as the moonlight bounced off their bodies. Miki announced that she hadn't been fucked yet, so I obliged her. I took her doggy style, ramming my cock hard into wet cunt. Never have I seen women with such wet pussies. I am in heaven, I thought to myself. Jodie was on all fours in front of Miki, having her pussy and asshole licked by her. I didn't know if I had another load left in me or not, but it didn't matter. I was going to fuck these ladies all night, or die trying. I felt another cum load ready to explode from me, so I yanked my cock out of Miki and blew my load all over her ass. She turned around and licked the remaining cum off my cock as Jodie licked the cum off her ass.

I admitted to the women that I was done for awhile, and they agreed that they too were tired from all of the nights activities. Miki suggested I stay for the night, and as tomorrow was Saturday and I had nothing to do, I readily agreed. Jodie was already going to sleepover as they were going shopping. We all went inside and went to bed.

I fell asleep in no time, waking up at 2 am by sounds from the women. I looked beside me and they were eating each other again. Miki reached over and grabbed my cock. Time to play. Yea, they were going shopping in the morning I laughed to myself.......