1 comments/ 1765 views/ 1 favorites Danny & Me By: SexyFairy73 I was the newest member of 5-O! I still couldn't believe it. I wasn't even out of the Corps yet, when I got a phone call asking for a meet with Lt. Commander McGarrett. Out of curiosity, I went to the meeting. I showed up in my "civvies", as it was my furlough. My idea of civilian attire was a pair of denim cut-offs that showed my legs off to maximum tan effect and a tank top with a bikini underneath; so as to get as much sun as possible. I wore flat sandals on my feet so I could move quickly if I needed to. I wanted the sun, not some jerk coming onto me. I sat on the sand at ­­­­­­­­­­­­­Ke'Ehi Beach, waiting for the Commander to show. I got there just after sunup so I'd be able to take a swim with time left to soak up some glorious morning sun. I was laying on the sand in just my shorts and my bikini top feeling the sun on my body when it got a little darker all of a sudden. I raised one hand to shade my eyes and looked up. The commander was standing there in boarding shorts and nothing else. I loosed my hold on the knife I had sheathed under my left butt cheek. "Commander," I said as I started to stand up. "Lieutenant," he replied. "Care for some help up?" "No thanks, sir" I replied. To prove a point, I flipped up from an almost prone position and landed lightly on my feet. I leaned down and grabbed my tank top to put it on. I also grabbed the diving knife that I had brought along for self protection. I strapped it to my waist and right thigh while he watched. "So, Commander" I asked as I clipped on the knife with the waist and thigh fasteners. "What can I do for you? You called me after all." "How would you like to go into law enforcement?" McGarrett asked me. "Seriously? Me? Are you nuts?" I replied. "You have read my file, haven't you?" "To quote your file, 'has problems with male authority and following orders,' to put it short and sweet" He said in a brusque tone. "And you want me to come and work for you? You really have a screw loose." I said and started for my jeep. He grabbed my arm, which I wasn't prepared for. Without thinking, I tried to throw a roundhouse punch to get him to let go. He countered and pinned my arm behind me. When I started to panic, I twisted away and tried to kick him in the head, but he caught my foot and pushed me to the ground. He pinned me to the ground and my struggles began in earnest.. I went for my knife before I realized what I was doing. "Stand down, Lieutenant." McGarrett barked. "I'm not here to hurt you. Just to talk with you." My hand froze on the handle of my knife. I finally came out of the haze it was in. I looked at the commander and saw that his lip was bleeding from where I had connected in my struggles. I went limp and he got off me and backed up to stop about 4 feet away. He swiped the blood of his mouth with the back of a hand. I slowly got to my feet, all the while watching him to see what would happen. Hoping that he couldn't guess the reason for why the struggles had happened in the first place. But my hope went out the window when he spoke to me again. "How long did they have you, Lieutenant?" He asked in a quiet voice. "Long enough to cause me problems, sir." I replied in a muted tone. "But I didn't let it get to me in front of them, sir. The fugue states started after I got back." "And that would be the 'problem with male authority' that has you getting a dishonorable discharge? Why didn't you tell anybody?" McGarrett asked. "And let the Corps know that I was weak, sir? Not fucking likely." I snarled. "The corps is all I know. All I know how to do is hurt anybody that grabs me." "You get discharged in 2 weeks. Apply to 5-O. I'll make sure you get on the team. With your skill set, it's where you belong. I can help with the fugue states. I've been there, done that. Not for the same reasons, but the states themselves." He said in a now normal voice. "Why? Why would you want help me, Commander?" I asked, sitting on a boulder at the top of the beach. "I'm an all round screw-up. Everybody says so." "You've got cause. But not telling anybody doesn't help." he responded. "I know why you punched your CO first chance you got when you got back to base. And by the way, call me Steve." "Think about it, Sam. Let me know after you've been discharged." Steve got up and started walking to the parking lot. "I'm sure we can help you keep from hurting people that don't deserve it." ------------------- That was 6 months ago. The team was grabbing some downtime and drinks at an out of the way watering hole over by Ala Moana. We were letting off steam after a particularly trying case. The whole team was there, even Danny. Which kind of surprised me, considering he seemed kind of stuffy and tight assed. Although, after knocking back a couple of beers, he seemed almost likable. While I was waiting for drinks at the bar, I leaned back against it with my elbows on the bar top and started thinking. Danny came up beside me and got me grounded into reality again just by standing there. "You started zoning, Sam. Just thought I'd come and see if you were okay." Danny said in a quiet voice. "Steve told me you needed a ground every once in a while. No specifics, just that you needed it." "The commander saved me from myself." I said in turn. "I was headed down a road I really didn't want to go down." "Yeah, that doesn't really seem like him, but he surprises us all sometimes." Danny said leaning his arms on the bar. "Do you think you'll be okay now?" I turned around as the bartender placed the last of our drinks on the bar. Danny looked down as I turned. "Ummm, question okay with you?" he asked. "Go for it," I replied in a normal voice. "No guarantee you'll get an answer, but ask away." "How long were you in the Corps?" he queried in a low voice. "How did you know I was in the Corps?" I asked in a low and shocked voice. "Nobody was supposed to know." "Nobody polishes boots like the army." Danny replied in a wry tone. "I pay attention to details. Like, you never wear anything but sandals or boots.. And you like to keep your boots pretty much spotless. Same as your desk at HQ; nobody keeps a desk that clean unless they are either really anal or ex-military. And you don't strike me as the anal type, Sam." "Well," I replied as we grabbed the drinks to head back to the table, "I was in the Corps, but got a DD out of it. Long story, not going into it tonight. If ever." "No problems," Danny replied. "Just letting you know that Steve doesn't have the only ear and/or shoulder if you need one." "Thanks, Danny. That's a real nice offer." I said as we approached the table where Steve, Kono, and Chin were waiting for us." "Thanks, for the drinks, Sam" Kono said as I put hers down in front of her. "No worries," I said to her. "My turn to pay for a round this time." Danny grabbed a chair beside me as Steve and Chin got up to play around of pool. Kono got up to wander over to the jukebox in the corner to pick the next round of tunes. Danny sidled his chair a little closer to me. "Do you want to go somewhere and talk?" He offered. "You really look like you could use a friendly ear instead of more booze." I looked down at the table. It was true; I had more empty glasses there than just about everybody else put together. "I think I'll get some air." I replied. "But I don't really need the ear or the shoulder, yet." I walked over to the pool table to let everybody else that know that I was headed out. Steve looked at me in a friendly way. Chin was still reserving judgement, but gave me a small smile anyways. Kono said good night as I walked past her out the door. I headed towards the beach and the sea air. I started getting a little tingle along the back of my neck. Someone was following me. I stopped and leaned over, pretending to check the ties on my boot. When the footsteps got closer, I whirled and pushed my shadow up against the side of the building next to me. "Whoa, Sam" Danny managed through the wheeze of air he had left in his throat. "It's just me." I immediately let go of him and he dropped back to stand on his feet again. "You're really jumpy," he said, rubbing at his throat. "I didn't mean to scare you. Just wanted to make sure you were all right getting home. So, why are you headed to the beach?" "Just a shortcut, I live down at the marina. I wanted some air. Just to lay on the beach and stare up at the stars and breathe in the nice, clean, free air." I said in a low voice. "Mind some company?" Danny asked. "Guess not." I replied in a somewhat husky tone. "It's a free world, right?" We walked over to the beach in a fairly companionable silence. I sat at a picnic table to remove my boots. I wanted to walk barefoot in the sand. I stretched my arms over my heads to work out the kinks in my back. I felt Danny watching me, but tried to ignore him. It was harder than normal, though. His cologne drifted to me in the wind and started to distract me. I saw him remove his shoes beside me. I rolled up the bottoms of my jeans so that I could walk in the surf edge if I wanted to. I got up with my boots in hand and started down towards the water's edge. I stopped about five yards from the water and set my boots down. I sat beside them and just stared out at the water, letting peace settle over me and wash me clean. Then, I could smell Danny again. He sat down beside me and didn't say a word. He just sat there waiting for me to speak first. "You know," I drawled in a soft voice, "I really don't need a babysitter. I can take care of myself." "I'm not trying to be a babysitter," Danny replied. "Just trying to get to know you a little better, that's all. You keep to yourself so much, you're a mystery. And I can't resist a mystery. Especially in such a nice package." I looked at Danny with a smirk on my face. "That's your pick-up line? Seriously?" I snickered. "Thought you'd be a little more, I don't know, suave, maybe." "I thought you might like a straightforward approach rather than some slick line." Danny replied. "True," I shot back, "But then again, sometimes it can be nice to be a mystery to someone. One that they can't stop thinking about. Have I done the job correctly, then?" "You mean, this whole thing has been your plan all along?" Danny looked at me with a little bit of shock on his face. "For a cop, you sure took your sweet time working up to this point." And with that said, I leaned in towards him and gave him a light brush on the lips with my mine. Danny sat there with a dumbfounded look on his face for a second or two. Then he reacted in the way that I had hoped he would. He put one of his hands on the back of my neck, rubbing his thumb in little strokes up and down. With a thoughtful look on his face, he nudged my face closer to his. "Are you sure you want this, Sam? I mean, really sure?" Danny whispered against my lips. To answer him, I closed the distance between our faces and kissed him harder than I already had. I brushed my tongue over his lips, wanting to entice his lips to part. When they did, I speared into his mouth to tangle his tongue with mine. In reaction, Danny ran his hand up the back of my head and grabbed my ponytail. He held on and pulled back a little to look into my eyes. I put all the desire I was feeling into my eyes so that he would know what I wanted. He looked at me, his eyes filled with the same thing I was feeling inside. Danny started kissing my jaw and then started back towards my ear and neck. I let him get to my ear, and then pushed him back onto the sand. When he laid back, I laid out flat along the length of him and started kissing him in earnest. I ran little kisses along his jaw and neck, then back up to his face. I planted both my hands on either side of his head and leaned down to try and kiss him senseless. But he wasn't having any of it. He grabbed my hips and rolled us so that I was underneath him. His hips made mine open to cradle him between my thighs. We made an almost perfect fit. He got up to his elbows and leaned there, just watching me. "When did you start feeling this way? Because I couldn't tell that you had any feelings for me at all. Not even in the least." "I wouldn't be a very good marine or cop if I gave away what I was thinking, now would I?" I smiled up at him. I ran my hands along the sides of his torso and back down to his hips. "It started about a month after I came to the squad. I don't know what started getting to me first; the way you would look at me when you didn't think I was paying attention or the way your cologne would get my juices going every time you walked past me. I love the way you smell, anytime, anywhere. Even after a hot day and you've been sweating and start giving off that 'man' smell. That really gets me going." "Really? You mean the way I smell right now is getting you wet?" Danny asked leaning closer. "You're laying there and thinking naughty thoughts just because of my body odor?" "Yeah, I am." And saying that, I ran my hands around the back of his head and brought his face down to mine. I started kissing him and he just took me under. I was glad I was already laying down, because he would have made my legs collapse. God, could he kiss! I ran my hands down to his hips and ground my hips up into his. I could feel that he was just as attracted as I was. He had a raging hard-on. And I was making it even harder by grinding into him. He started groaning into my mouth. I moaned in response as Danny started dry-humping me. I brought my left leg up and around his waist and clung to him. "We should go somewhere a little more private for this, don't you think?" He groaned into my ear. "Then we can get rid of a few layers and really have some fun." I moaned when he started to pull away so he could stand. He held a hand down to help me up. I let him help me up and then I started to brush the sand off my jeans. I started to brush off the sand stuck to my ass when he stopped me. "Let me," he ground out. And with that, he drew me closer so he could reach around me to my ass. With both his hands on my ass cheeks, he brought me even closer to him and started kissing the side of my neck just under my ear. His hard-on pressed into my lower stomach and made me even wetter. "It's a good thing I only live about a block away." I moaned as he drew my earlobe into his mouth and nibbled on it a little. "Well then, let's get there," Danny growled. "Because I really wanna get you naked and have my way with you." I grabbed his hand and led him down the beach towards my boat at the marina. When we got on the boat I leaned into him and kissed him back with all the lust and passion I could muster. He turned us around so that my back against the wall. Danny grabbed my hips and lifted me up, so that I had no choice but to wrap my legs around his hips to stay where I was. He ground his hips into me, letting me know that his cock was hard and ready to go. "There's a bed about 10 feet away," I gasped as he kissed the exposed skin of my chest. "and it's a really comfy one." He tripped over my surfboard on the way to the bed. We tumbled onto the floor still clinging to each other, not willing to let go. He brought his hands to the buttons on the vest that I was wearing. Opening the buttons, he discovered the tiny black lace bra that barely kept my breasts contained. Stripping me of my vest, Danny kissed his way to my right nipple and drew it into his mouth with the lace still covering it. I arched up into him while holding the back of his head so he would take me deeper into his mouth. Danny reached around behind my back to undo my bra while still sucking on my nipple. He yanked my bra down my arms and switched to suckling on my other nipple. The sensation of him sucking on nothing but bare skin set me to writhing under him. I started lifting and lowering my hips into his while he was driving me round the bend. I kept trying to get his shirt unbuttoned and off his body, but he kept his arms around me. Then he let go of me long enough to get his shirt off and get his pants unbuttoned, but not unzipped. Danny leaned down to kiss me again, and his chest pressed into mine. The sensation of his chest hair rubbing on my nipples was just about more than I could or wanted to stand. I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck to keep him where he was. I wrapped my legs around his hips and pulled him harder into me. Danny took both my wrists in one hand and trapped them above my head. He used his other hand to reach between us and unbutton my jeans. After unbuttoning and unzipping my pants, Danny spread his hand flat on my stomach and started caressing just underneath the edge of my waistband. Taking his hand further, Danny discovered something, or the lack of something. I was going commando that night. There was nothing there to bar him from touching me in my most private spot. Danny ran his hand down to cup my mound and felt the moistness already there. "You really do want this, don't you? I didn't realize that you felt this strongly." Danny said in wonder. With that, he let go of my hands and sat up, dragging me with him so that I was straddling his lap. I ran my hands over his chest and around his shoulders to rub up and down his very muscular back. "Yeah, I do. You know when it was hardest for me to deal with it, without you knowing?" I whispered into his ear. "When we were working out in the gym. You only had shorts on, and nothing was barring me from seeing your chest muscles ripple as you lifted weights. I loved it. Then you'd walk past me to get to the locker room, and the smell of your sweat would drive me just about insane. I'd come back home and fantasize about getting you naked and having my way with you, and you being totally okay with it. The whole time I'd be fantasizing, I'd run my hands over my body imagining that it was you touching me." I demonstrated while telling him what my mind could come up with, rubbing my hands over my neck and chest. "Then I would start playing with myself, wishing it was you doing it instead of me. I'd drive myself to the edge and then stop. I've been keeping myself on edge for days, since the last time we worked together. Now it's time for reality to come into play." "You couldn't be more right." Danny growled as his hands took the place of mine. "I've been blind this whole time. But now I see what you were going through waiting for me." Saying that, Danny took us back down to the floor, pulling my jeans off with lightning speed. He reached a hand down and started running a finger up and down my crack from the back to the front. Every time he got to the front, he would stop and play with my clit, driving me to the edge and keeping me there for what seemed like forever. While doing that, Danny kissed his way down my torso until he could lean back and see what he was doing to me. "Somebody likes what I'm doing. You're getting even wetter than before. You like this, don't you, Sam?" He said, still watching what he was doing to my clit. When I didn't answer, he looked up at my face. I couldn't respond because I was too busy biting my lip to keep from crying out. "Make some noise, Sam" Danny said, playing with my clit some more. "I want to watch you go over the edge and moan in pleasure. So make some noise for me, baby, come on. You know you want to." I quit biting my lip and started whipping my head side to side, making little mewling noises. The noises started getting louder the more Danny played with my cant. Then I let out a cry as I felt his hot breath on my mound. The he struck with a vengeance, taking my clit and sucking it as deep into his mouth as he could. Danny wanted me to moan? Well, he was doing a good job making me do just that. While sucking on my clit, Danny started running a finger around my very wet and waiting hole. He stuck one finger into the beginning of my hole, and my hips started to lift up. Finding me wet and waiting, Danny inserted a second finger and started pushing into me. When he did that, my hips shot up off the floor and started bucking up and down. Danny held me still with one hand pressing down on my hips to keep me on the floor. I let out a small cry of pleasure as he drove me over the edge. Danny & Me I grabbed his head and forced his face even closer to my now dripping snatch. Sensing that I was close to exploding, Danny started sucking harder on my clit and driving his fingers harder in and out of me. I let go of his head to try and get a grip on anything so that I could hold myself to reality. But it didn't work. My hips started jerking around on the floor and it was all he could do to hold me still enough to finish driving me to the edge of reason. Danny stopped and kissed his way back up my torso. I stared into his sea green eyes, which were heavy with desire, as he stared back at me. I reached up a hand and cupped his cheek, "Why don't you lose some layers so we can both have some fun?" "You don't have to tell me twice." Danny said as he got to his feet and stripped off his pants. Once he was done, Danny grinned and dropped to his knees and started playing with my tits. He took a half moment to admire my assets. He pinched my nipples and gave them a sharp tug. I cried out in ecstasy. Danny moved so that he was kneeling between my legs. He was positioned just right, so the head of his cock was poised at the entrance to my sopping wet cunt. Danny's grin widened as he began to rub his cock head up and down my cunt. I thrust my pussy at him as I whimpered softly, desperately trying to end this wonderful torture and catch his shaft in my hungry hole. I had no luck. Each time I came close, he pulled it away and ravaged my clit with it. "Danny," I gave a moan of mixed need and annoyance. "Stop teasing me!" Before the words were fully out of my mouth, his head was pushing slowly but firmly against my opening. I cried out, arching my back as the sweet blissfulness of his cock stretching my hole shot through me. I looked down wide-eyed as my cunt took Danny's thick swollen head into my body. My hole stretched wider than I thought possible around his cock head, far wider than I had ever been stretched before. I cried out in joy. It had been so long. Far too long. Finally my hole stretched around the crown of his rock hard cock. The head popped fully inside me. Danny smirked as he glanced up at my shocked face. "Oooohhhh...give me more! Give it all to me! Put it in!" I moaned over and over. Faster now, but still slowly enough for me to adjust, Danny pushed his shaft into my pussy. Inch after inch filled my hungry cunt, sliding deep into my body. I thrashed and wriggled, arching my back as Danny worked more and more of his length into me. Finally, as the very last bit of his cock slid into me, the tip of his head bumped softly against my cervix. "You ready for this? I can get a bit...intense," he warned, unable to keep from gazing down at me. Already I was covered in a sheen of sweat, and I couldn't stop moaning. Despite my seemingly unaware state, my eyes flew up and bore into his with a longing and passion I'd never felt before. "Just fuck me!" In a swift motion Danny pulled out until nothing but the tip of the his stiff cock remained in me. I arched my back in pleasure as the friction sent waves of never ending ecstasy along my soaked inner walls and through the rest of my body. I opened my eyes and glared at him, about to demand he put it back in. He had left me feeling so empty, so hollow where he was just stretching and filling me so completely...full. Before I could breath, he rammed his cock back in hard. My back arched completely off the floor. I attempted to scream out my blissful, glorious agony of pleasure, but nothing but a strangled squeak was able to come out. Danny's hands gripped my hips. He pulled out once more, and stabbed into me again. He fucked me wildly, roughly, thrusting his shaft deeper into me, sliding in and out over and over again. Every thrust dragged out a renewed flow of juices from my hole. Moans and cries of passion finally filled the air as Danny fucked me harder by the moment, holding my hips firmly as he filled me repeatedly, stretching my needy hole even further. Danny was in full fuck mode, pounding my tight, quivering pussy like a beast. Just when it seemed all I was going to be able to do was lay there and simply be fucked senseless, I surprised both of us. I wrapped both legs tightly around Danny. My ankles crossed, giving me some hold. Then my thighs squeezed in on him. My legs tightened. I used the leverage to drive my crotch up into his, making each impaling thrust sink that much deeper into my hole. I tried to give a satisfied smile but my face contorted in pleasure instead.. My eyelids fluttered up and down. My back arched, sending my breasts closer and closer to Danny's face. His grin threatened to stay permanently plastered on his face. Not only was he fucking the hell out of me, but I was making it very evident to Danny that I liked it. Then I blurted out one word. "Harder." "You sure?" Danny asked, pausing for a moment. In response, I grabbed his hips and pulled him into me again. I nodded, then lost myself in another fit of moans. His cock slurped out of my hole. My cunt was soaked. Danny didn't think twice. He met my request and unleashed a new fury into me. Danny let loose. His cock rammed into me with new force. It smacked and roughly pushed against my cervix now. I flattened my body against the floor, pushing my hands up against his shoulders, and gulped in some air. Danny's cock head bumped against my cervix hard. My only reaction was to cry out in pleasure. My eyes were halfway closed now, but my legs wrapped around Danny tighter. The walls of my stretched cunt clung to his cock. My rib cage heaved up and my nipples brushed the muscles on his chest. All at once, the walls of my cunt began to loosen their grip on Danny's cock. Then they began to contract again. Danny looked down at me. My eyes were still half closed, in pleasure and perhaps concentration. He felt a ripple of contraction squeeze up and down as his cock jammed in and out of my soaked cunt. Danny's realization came quickly. I had complete and total muscle control of my pussy and I was using it to literally milk his cock. Danny responded to my massaging with a full on, forceful thrust that left my body shuddering, and my legs tightening again. I clearly liked it when he fucked me like that and he was intent on making full use of this knowledge. The inner walls of my cunt continued to pull and squeeze at him as he rammed in and out. When Danny rammed in, they hungrily welcomed his cock in, tugging at him and aiding his inward progress. When he pulled out, my muscles sucked greedily, pulling on his cock and trying to keep him inside me. Danny proved the stronger, and continued to ravage my quivering womanhood, much to my delight. My breasts bounced and jiggled wildly, the soft flesh smacking against each other, sending shivers and chills up my spine. I watched them wobble and bounce on my chest, before my eyes drifted down the quaking wall of my torso to watch my cunt get packed and stuffed with Danny's thick cock. My gaze drifted up to his face, and my body began to shake violently as an extreme orgasm boiled ever closer. "Oh God...Oh yessss! Yes, fuck me, fuck me! Fuck me harder! Yes!" I howled. My cunt tightened into a vice grip around his thrusting cock. Danny tore right out of my cunt's grip and continued to roughly impale me over and over, sending even more lightning shots of ecstasy through my body. My orgasm exploded through my entire body. I arched my back so sharply I was almost bent in half. I screamed out loudly, a ragged, shaking scream that cut off when Danny leaned down and covered my mouth with his. Cum splattered out of my cunt, making sloppy wet squishes as Danny continued to fuck me hard. I felt another orgasm rising, and I hadn't even finished the last one! Danny let out a low, rumbling growl. I gazed at him, unafraid. I knew he wouldn't hurt me. I knew he was a good man, one who wouldn't take advantage of me in such a vulnerable state. And I knew all this meant that I was in store for even more pleasure than ever. Danny drove into me with increasing frenzy, causing my body to thrash around on the floor as he stretched my hole wider with each thrust. I orgasmed again and again as Danny drove mercilessly into me. He ravaged me, groping my tits forcefully. Danny pulled hard on my thick brown nipples. All the while I begged for more, pleaded for him to fuck me harder and harder, my orgasms raging one after the other. My longest and hardest orgasm yet slammed into me like a tidal wave as a jet stream of thick, sticky cum exploded into my cunt. Another spurt of hot cum shot into me, followed by another, and another. My cunt was utterly filled. I could feel the thick warm spunk sticking to my inner flesh and it made me cum all the harder. Danny pulled out with a wet, noisy slurp and plopped down on the floor beside me, spent for the moment. I lay there panting and shuddering in the after effects of multiple orgasms. My flesh was flushed a bright red and I was a sticky, sweaty mess, especially between my thighs. It took me a while to recover enough to turn my head to look at Danny laying there beside me. I smiled, a very sated and satisfied grin on my face. "You think we could make it to the bed before we try this again?" I asked in a raspy voice, barely able to talk. "I'm not sure I can move yet," he wheezed. "After what you did to me." "Me?" I asked in a coy voice. "You're the one that took control. I don't just lay there letting somebody fuck me senseless very often." I turned and curled into his side and waited for him to be able to move again. After a few minutes, Danny got up. He reached down and pulled me into his arms, cradling me like something that was very fragile. He took me over to the bed and gently held me with one arm as he pulled the covers down to the foot of the bed. He laid me down, then sat beside me so he could look down at me. "God almighty," Danny whispered "You're gorgeous. Makes me want to just lay here and look at you all night." "Well, don't" I replied, pulling on his arm so that he would lay down beside me. Which he did, pulling me to him so we would be spooning. He stroked a hand down my arm and back up again. I used my free arm to draw his hand to cup my breast. With my hand over top of his, we fell asleep. Danny & Michelle Come Over My friend Danny was one of the highest-sexed individuals I have ever met. He talked about sex constantly and, as we learned, it wasn't just talk. He went out with a girl named Tamara for a while, who was good friends with my girlfriend Rhonda. Tamara actually broke up with Danny because all he wanted to do was fuck. "Why complain?" Rhonda asked her. "No," Tamara said. "You don't understand. Once a night I could have maybe handled, but even that wasn't enough for Danny. Ten minutes later he'd want to do it again. It was fun at first, but eventually I just had to say no if wanted to get any sleep. Then I'd wake up in the middle of the night and Danny would be on top of me, humping away." "And no matter how many times we did it," Tamara went on. "He'd still jack off four times a day. It was unbelievable. He'd jack off in the shower, he'd jack off in the living room if he saw anything on TV that turned him on. The guy even whacked off in his sleep." Of course, to hear Danny tell the story, he had dumped Tamara because she was frigid. It was one of Danny's biggest complaints about life; that he couldn't find a girl with a sex drive anywhere as big as his. That is, until he met Michelle. They met at a nursing home where they both worked, and there were fireworks from the very start. "I'm in heaven, dude," Danny said to me after they'd been seeing each other for a few weeks. He then described in detail, as only Danny can, all the particulars of his wonderful new sex life. "She has the biggest titties I have ever seen," Danny raved. "They're huge." "I fuck her in her ass as much as I do in her pussy," he said later, shaking his head in disbelief at his own good fortune. "She likes it!" Then, something I never thought I would hear him say: "Sometimes I have to tell her no, dude. I've gotta sleep sometime." Needless to say, Rhonda and I both wanted to meet this woman. We invited them both over several times, for dinner or just for drinks, but Danny would always call at the last minute and back out. "I'm sorry," he explained later. "Michelle doesn't like going out very much. Usually we just stay home and fuck." After a while, we gave up on it, half-wondering if Danny was exaggerating about (or even completely fabricating) his nympho girlfriend. Then, one Sunday evening several weeks later, Rhonda and I were coming home from a movie. We saw Danny's truck parked in the lot by our apartment, but there didn't appear to be anyone inside. It wasn't until we got closer that we noticed that the truck was rocking in a most suspicious fashion. Rhonda tugged my sleeve and pointed to the rear-view mirror, from which swung the largest bra I had ever seen in my life. Cautiously, I knocked on the side door. From inside the cab, we heard giggling and scrambling. Danny's head popped up into view, and then came Michelle's. Both of them grinned sheepishly out at us and we turned our backs for a minute to let them pull their clothes back into shape. Danny hopped out of the truck, laughing, and Michelle soon followed after. I was a little surprised at how big she was. I wouldn't call her fat, but she was definitely large. She had wide hips and, I saw, Danny had not been exaggerating about her breasts. They were massive, especially impressive now as they moved freely beneath her sweater. Her bra was still hanging from the mirror. She had a very pretty face, though; light brown hair and a pleasant smile that made us smile back at her. "Sorry," Danny laughed. "We saw you weren't home so we decided to wait. Then we got bored and . . ." They exchanged a naughty look. "Anyway, this is Michelle," Danny said. "Michelle, this is Rhonda and Christian." The formalities were exchanged all around, and then Danny pulled two bottles of red wine out of his truck. We went upstairs and had them uncorked as soon as we were in the door. We quickly learned that Michelle's personality was as pleasant as her smile. She was open and friendly, with a good sense of humor. It was very comfortable, Danny and I sitting together on the loveseat, the two women kneeling on the floor across the coffee table from us. There was none of the usual awkwardness you get when you first meet someone. Michelle had the ability to seem like an old friend almost right away. Of course, the wine helped. After the second bottle was uncorked, she talked exclusively about sex. Rhonda can talk nasty with the best of them, so the two women entered into a very intimate discussion about blow-jobs. "I'm a swallower," Michelle announced cheerfully. "How about you?" "Mmm, yeah," Rhonda said. "Although, Christian actually likes it better when I snowball him." "What's that?" "That's when he comes in my mouth, then I kiss him and give it back." I winced, actually blushing. I wished that alcohol didn't make Rhonda quite so loose with my little sex secrets. "Oh," Michelle nodded. "Danny likes that, too, only we call it 'feedback.'" Danny and I exchanged red-faced looks, shrugged, and I poured us each out another generous glass of wine. "Hey," Michelle said. "You guys got any porn?" Rhonda dug out an old well-worn video tape and popped it in. On screen, the naked bodies writhed. Michelle and Rhonda continued their discussion, which consisted mainly of embarrassing details about Danny and me. "Danny wears my panties sometimes," Michelle said. "Ah, 'Chelle," Danny groaned. "He's got a pair on now," Michelle grinned mischievously. "Really?" Rhonda laughed so hard she nearly spilled her wine. "I want to see." "No," Danny said firmly, but his resolve could not withstand the joint onslaught of Michelle and Rhonda's demands. Blushing even more fiercely than before, Danny pulled of his jeans and stood up so we could all see the pink silk panties he wore. As I've said, Michelle was a big girl, but Danny was far from small himself, so they actually made for a tight fit. The outline of his penis was plainly visible, partially erect from all the attention. Rhonda whistled and eyed Danny's cock with a strange hungry look. It's a strange thing to watch your girlfriend check out another man's dick right in front of you. Danny sat back down without putting his pants back on. We drank some more, and watched the porno action on the television. I was getting very aroused, and I know I wasn't the only one. I wanted to take Rhonda back into our bedroom, and let Danny and Michelle do what they would on our couch. But apparently, the girls had another idea. They had been whispering and giggling back and forth for a while, clearly conspiring. I know my imagination was running wild wondering what they could have been saying, and I don't doubt that Danny's was too. However, we were both more than a little surprised by what they had in mind. "Guys," Rhonda said coyly. "We have a little proposition for you." "What?" Danny grinned. "How'd you like to do a little swap?" Rhonda asked. "Christian, you can fuck Michelle. And I get Danny." "OK," Danny agreed readily. I knew he'd always had eyes for Rhonda, but at that moment I was so curious about Michelle that I didn't have a chance to get jealous. "Wait," Michelle teased. "You have to do something for us first." "What?" I said warily. Rhonda's eyes gleamed. "You have to suck Danny's cock for one whole minute," she held up her watch. "I'll time you." "No fuckin' way!" Danny exploded, actually sounding angry. I shook my head. "No, Rhonda," I said seriously. "Come on," she said. "You've sucked a guy's cock before, you told me about it." Another embarrassing secret she didn't have to mention. "I was drunk!" I protested. "You're drunk now," Michelle pointed out. "No," Danny said again. "Absolutely not." Michelle shrugged. "Fine, then. I guess nobody gets laid tonight." "Except maybe my vibrator," Rhonda put in. "This isn't fair," I said. "Come on," Michelle said. She looked at me with her big brown eyes. "I've always wanted to see that. Rhonda said you would." I looked at Danny and he looked back. It was up to me. Everyone was wondering what I was going to do, including myself. I looked down and saw that Danny had grown even harder. I licked my lips. I was very drunk and even hornier. Let ye without sin cast the first stone. I pulled back the waistband of the pink panties, freeing Danny's cock. I took it in my hand and stroked it gently as everyone in the room watched with utter fascination. Then I leaned forward and took it in my mouth. There was a tiny bead of pre-cum on the head and I licked it away. It was sweet and Danny's skin was soft and smooth. I sucked it gently. I know I'm no expert, his was only the second cock I'd ever had in my mouth, but I must have been doing something right because I could feel him getting harder under my tongue. I started bobbing up and down, swirling my tongue around his head like I like Rhonda to do for me. "That's time," I heard Rhonda announce. I sat up, dazed. The minute had seemed like a second, but it had also seemed like an hour. Everyone was staring at me, awed. Rhonda took Charlie by the hand and led him into our bedroom. I was alone in the living room with Michelle. "Wow," she said to me as she undressed. "That was so cool." I tore my own clothes off and we stood naked before each other. "Do you have a blanket?" she asked. I grabbed one from the closet and spread it across the floor. Michelle laid down upon it, naked, her big beautiful body spread about before me. I kissed her greedily, then moved down her neck to those great breasts, the size of beach balls, her nipples hard enough to cut glass. I sucked at them, but I could smell her pussy and the smell made my head spin. I wanted to taste it and couldn't wait. I moved down between her legs. There was a wet spot on the blanket under her and if I didn't know better, I would have thought she'd peed. But it was just her cunt, juicy as a melon, fat and ripe. I buried my face in her fat pussy and lapped away, drinking up the moisture which was flowing like a spring. She moaned as I sucked at her. Her hand grabbed the back of my head and she crammed my face into her. I couldn't breathe but I didn't care. If I drowned in her, I would have been happy. Her clit was as hard as little cock, and I sucked it like I'd sucked Danny. I felt her monster pussy twitch under my chin and I knew she was coming. When she did, the spring became a geyser. The delicious liquid poured from her and I did my best to drink it all. I finally raised my head, gasping for breath. Michelle rolled over onto her hands and her knees and I drove hard cock into her. I thought it would be loose, but it was tight. Big and tight and sopping wet. I plunged into her again and again. Michelle cried out and I could tell she was coming again. "Don't come in me," she cried. "You can in my mouth or my ass, whichever you want, but not my pussy." Just hearing her say that was almost enough to send me over the edge. "Come on, Christian," she begged. "Head or tail. Your choice, but you have to choose now." I looked down at the fat ass in front of me and knew this was no choice at all. I pulled her cheeks open and exposed her brown little asshole. My cock was so wet from her juices that there was no need for additional lubrication. I slid it in. Michelle cried out when I was inside, but she took me in easily. I started coming almost right away, but Michelle squeezed me so tight with her muscles back there that it was like wearing a cock ring. The cum didn't spurt, it just trickled, dripping out so slowly. It felt like my cock was on fire, like I was fucking an electric socket. It was so intense, I could feel it through my entire body. I tried to hold on to the feeling, but it was too much. I pulled out and pumped the crack of her ass full of semen. "Oh, God," I moaned, and flipped over onto my back, totally exhausted. Michelle smiled down at me, and then walked naked to the bathroom, to wipe my cum out of her ass. I was still laying there, recovering, when Danny came out of my bedroom, wrapped up in a blanket. There was an awkward silence. In the past few minutes, I had sucked this man's cock, fucked his girlfriend in the ass, and let him screw my own girlfriend. It was a lot to process to say the least. Danny flopped down on the couch and drained a half-empty wine glass. "Where's Michelle?" he asked. "Bathroom," I said. He nodded. "So, how was it?" I asked, to break the tension. Danny grinned. "Fuckin' great. Rhonda's hot." "So's Michelle," I said. Danny laughed, but he was looking down at me strangely. It was only then that I realized I was still naked. "Excuse me," I said, then retreated into my own bedroom. Rhonda was laying on her back in the dark room, staring thoughtfully up at the ceiling. I crawled into bed beside her. "Have fun?" I asked. She nodded. "Yeah, Danny goes at it like a fireman putting out a fire, like he's in a hurry, but it was still pretty cool. How was Michelle?" I told her all about it. "You fucked her in the ass?" she said, in disbelief. "We've only done that, like twice." I couldn't tell if she was angry or jealous or what, so I just snuggled close to her and held her for a while. "Christian," she whispered sometime later. "I want to make love." "Yes," I said. Rhonda climbed on top and slid me inside. She moved slowly. I'm sure neither of us needed to get off, but it was like making things normal again. Judging from the sounds coming from the living room, Danny and Michelle were normalizing their relations as well. Danny and My Wife As a teenager I developed powerful voyeuristic tendencies. In most other respects I was a normal, red-blooded male, but I found the thought of watching other people having sex intensely exciting. I even asked some girlfriends to have sex with other men whilst I watched; some of them were interested but I only got one to try. Unfortunately the boy she chose found my presence off-putting, and failed to get an erection. My first job on leaving university was in London and I commuted from digs in a village some twenty miles away. There I met Kelly, the only child of a wealthy local businessman. She was a bubbly seventeen-year-old schoolgirl on holiday from her all-girls Convent boarding school. She fell for me in a big way and asked me for a date and when she went back to school she wrote to me. We were married on her nineteenth birthday. Kelly is a tall, longhaired blond English rose, very pretty, with long legs and a body to die for; I was a very lucky man. But even before our wedding I fantasised about watching this beautiful young girl with other men. I plucked up the courage to tell Kelly; luckily for me she found this amusing and laughed whenever I mentioned it. Shortly after our marriage I was transferred to the north of England. After a few months I was asked to go back to London to finish a project. Kelly arranged for us to stay with her parents, but they couldn't put us up for the first week. However Danny, a friend of Kelly's father, was going away for a few days and, as he knew Kelly, he didn't mind us using his house. Kelly described Danny as a teacher in his 50s; since she'd last seen him he'd been divorced. She wasn't surprised and called him 'a randy old sod'. We arrived on a Sunday evening, picked the keys up from Kelly's parents and drove to Danny's house. We were still unpacking when a car drew up behind us and Kelly recognized Danny; he'd had to delay his visit and asked if we minded him staying the night. Danny was a Nigerian. Physically he was a small man with a long bushy beard, short fuzzy hair and one glass eye. And he was as black as coal. Kelly hadn't mentioned any of this That evening I realised Danny was infatuated with my beautiful young wife. At times I felt invisible as he lavished attention on her; he was so charming and attentive towards her and she glowed in this warmth. I was surprised at the feelings my 19-year-old wife showed towards this 54-year-old African. He was an unprepossessing little man whom she dwarfed and who was old enough to be her grandfather, let alone father. He had a strong personality with a deep booming voice, was very funny and great company but he was an ugly little man. Yet she was flirting with him. As we lay in bed that night I told Kelly that Danny lusted after her and, as she obviously fancied him, they should sleep together. I expected her to laugh as she usually did when I mentioned sleeping with other men. Instead she asked me if I was serious. Startled, I asked her why and after some hesitation she told me. She told me she'd always fancied Danny; he had so much charisma that a lot of the local girls fancied him. In her convent dormitory, when they talked about boys, she often fantasised about this much older man. She'd long known that he found her attractive and when he first showed up she'd wondered if his feelings were still the same. She said that his eyes had told her all she wanted to know; he was drooling over her. I'd often said she could sleep with another man and she would like to sleep with him if I really didn't object. But she was worried about her family. Danny was too close to her father and if her father found out he would be mortified; was it was too big a risk? At first I was stunned and shocked. But this was what I had dreamt about so often; I quickly became aroused and knew I wanted to see Kelly with this man. So I said yes, I was serious; I really wouldn't mind if they slept together. I told her that her family weren't a problem, saying that if she and Danny did have sex she must tell him they could do it again as long as it remained a secret. And if any accusations were made we would deny it. After some thought Kelly agreed, and then asked me how she could get Danny into bed with her? She wanted me to go and talk to him "diplomatically". But what if she'd read him wrongly? If I marched in and suggested, however tactfully, that he sleep with my wife he would be appalled. I thought it best for Kelly to knock on his door and ask him if she could make herself a drink, saying I was asleep. If he really did fancy his chances with her this would give him his chance; if he didn't then no harm would have been done. Kelly asked me again if I was serious because if I said yes, she would try to seduce Danny; I nodded. She started to get dressed, but I stopped her. I told her she should wear the sheer silk cami-halter style nightdress I had just bought. This was a long, sleeveless nightdress, tied in a bow behind the neck. It was beautiful and both sexy and modest, perfect for what she had in mind. So attired, she set off and I sensed that she was both very excited and very nervous. I spied on her as she crossed the landing and knocked on Danny's bedroom door. After a second she opened the door and put her head through. I couldn't catch the gist of their brief, whispered exchange, but Kelly closed the door and walked down the stairs. Now was the moment; if we'd been right and Danny lusted after my wife he would go to her. In less than a minute Danny appeared. He stood outside his room watching and listening, then went quietly downstairs. I waited for a few minutes then crept after him. The door between the hall and the kitchen was ajar and I heard murmurings from there, so I crept to the kitchen door. They were standing near the cooker and I could see them through the crack in the door. Kelly was leaning back against a work-surface and Danny was facing her, an arms length away. As well as the main kitchen light a table lamp on the surface behind Kelly had been switched on. Under this combined light Kelly's nightgown was almost transparent, revealing that she had nothing on beneath. I could see her beautiful breasts quite clearly. I could even make out the shading of her neatly trimmed pubic hair. Danny must have got a much more detailed and close-up view of my wife's charms. They stood talking for some time about her family and mutual friends. Eventually Danny turned the conversation to his recent divorce and he told Kelly about his problems. His wife was much older that Danny and she'd found his sexual appetite too much. They'd fought for ages before they split up a year ago. He told Kelly that he'd not had sex for well over a year and said this was affecting him badly. As he described his marital problems Kelly was very sympathetic. After he told her he was suffering from a lack of sex there was a pause and the atmosphere was electric. Kelly leant towards him; she was standing so close to him with all her magnificent body on show, looking at him so enticingly. And gradually Danny reached out a hand towards her. But just then the kettle boiled and she turned to make coffee, I thought the moment had gone. As she turned back towards Danny he stepped forward and, very gently and hesitantly, put his arms around her neck. Kelly smiled down at him, standing motionless. He cupped her head in his hands and drew her down to kiss her on her lips. Again she made no objections and he wrapped her in his arms. Kelly now responded to his kisses and hugged him. Locked in their embrace they stood kissing for a good five minutes. I know because I timed them. At last Danny broke from their clinch and took a pace back. He took Kelly's hands in his hands and held her arms wide apart. He stood looking at her and I knew he was admiring her body through her transparent nightgown. As Kelly gazed smilingly into his face he dropped her arms then, very deliberately, he stroked her right breast through her dressing gown. Immediately Kelly turned around and picked up the cups of coffee, saying, "Let's move to the other room". This gave me a problem, what was I to do next? It was obvious they were going to fuck. I was relieved that they were not going straight upstairs as I wanted to watch them fucking, and that would have been difficult if they had gone to Danny's bedroom and shut the door. But how was I to watch them in the living room. My only choice was to hide in the living room itself. I knew there were plenty of places to hide. I just had to hope that the light was off; I knew Kelly would not want it on if she were about to be fucked. But did I have time to dash in through the hall door and hide? It was risky and I probably wouldn't make it. Still it was my only chance so I had to give it a go. As I started to move quietly down the hall to the living room door I took a last glance into the kitchen. And I saw Danny take full advantage of the fact that Kelly had a hot cup of coffee in each hand. She was helpless as, in one swift movement, he reached behind her neck, grabbed the ends of the bow of her nightdress and gave a quick tug. The bow came undone and the garment fell to the ground leaving her totally naked. She gasped and tried to turn away but Danny held her and looked at her body before gently taking hold of one breast. Kelly tried to move away saying they needed to talk. I wanted to watch this little scenario unfolding, but this incident had given me the time I needed to get safely into the living room. As I headed for the door I heard Kelly moaning, 'no, don't. We need to talk. No don't, please don't. Oh. No. No. Oh'. I had settled down behind a sofa before the kitchen door opened. Kelly followed Danny into the room; she was still naked. He led her to a large corner-group sofa where they were illuminated by a small amount of light through the kitchen door. It was not much, but enough for me to get a good view of Kelly's beautiful body. I could see her breasts and pubic hair quite clearly; I knew that by taking great care I would have no difficulty in spying on them without being discovered. As they sat down Danny tried to kiss Kelly and reached for her breasts, but she dodged him saying they had to talk. As they sat sipping their coffee she put her proposal to him. If this meeting remained a secret she would be willing to 'see' Danny occasionally, we would invite him to our home. She included me in this and explained that I had no objections to what she was doing. Danny said he would never tell anyway. He knew that if her family found out there would be fireworks. He would stay one night and then he would be gone. And could they really meet again? That would be wonderful. They drank the rest of their coffee in silence. As soon as Kelly had finished Danny took her head in his hands and looked into her eyes; they then embraced. They kissed for quite a while sitting side-by-side, arms locked around each other. The kissing became more intense and I sensed that they would soon start more explicit action. My wife started it by taking removing Danny's pyjamas and underpants. As his cock sprang free I could see he was supremely well endowed; he may have been small but his penis was longer and thicker than my own six inches. Kelly slid off the sofa to face Danny, kneeling between his legs. She sucked on one of his nipples and stroked the other one and he loved it. Soon, still sucking his nipples, Kelly cradled his balls in one hand and played with his penis with the other. Then she lowered her head and took his manhood in her mouth, slowly sucking his enormous black cock deep into her mouth until she gagged. She licked the tip of his penis before taking it in her mouth again and repeating the process. She repeated this a number of times before she took his large pendulous balls in her hands, pulled them to one side and took them in her mouth, then used her hands to play with Danny's cock. When she does this to me the feelings produced as she runs her tongue along my balls are indescribable and she had Danny groaning in ecstasy. I thought he had to climax soon, how could an over-sexed man who had not had sex for a year last out for so long? Eventually Danny grabbed Kelly and pushed her onto her back on the floor. He knelt beside her and looked her over as though admiring a prize. As he looked he ran a hand lightly over her body, lingering over her breasts and thighs. Kelly lay silently with her legs crossed, looking wide-eyed into his face. As his fingers brushed her pubic hair and forced their way into her genital area she gasped, quivered and squirmed and I could tell she was already on the verge of an orgasm. He spread my willing wife's legs wide apart; got her to draw her knees up, then slipped 2 fingers into her exposed cunt. He was surprisingly rough as he finger-fucked her and played with her clitoris and fondled and sucked her beautiful firm breasts. He spent ages in this rough foreplay and Kelly loved it, she was squealing and moaning and thrashing around. Eventually she had one long orgasm that went on for ages; her love juices flowed as though a tap had been turned on inside her, and she made so much noise I half expected the neighbours to complain. After her orgasm Danny grabbed a cushion and put it under Kelly's bum. He then lay between her legs and pushed his cock into her very wet cunt. I watched as he rammed it in savagely with one brutal thrust. And I will never forget the moan she gave as he penetrated her, or the look she gave him as he first lay between her legs with his cock fully inside her cunt. For the only time that night I was jealous. By now I was not taking too much care in hiding myself, the two lovers were so engrossed in each other I could have danced a jig without them noticing. After entering her, Danny lay between my wife's legs squeezing her breasts with his hands and lapping them with his tongue. He started to fuck her with a deep, slow pumping action. She wrapped her arms and long legs tightly around him and I heard her whispering into his ear, pleading with him to fuck her harder. He responded and Kelly went off into another series of orgasms. Given the amount of foreplay, and the wanking and sucking he'd received from Kelly I expected Danny to come quickly but I was wrong. After some time her withdrew from my wife. This provoked anguished cries of disappointment as she attempted to hold him in, she begged him to put his cock back inside her. Instead he turned her onto her stomach then raised her bum off the floor and entered her in the doggie position. He used one hand to squeeze her breasts and the other to play with her clitoris. This is one of Kelly's favourite positions and she started squealing and moaning again as Danny played with her and fucked her hard. They fucked in this position for a long time then he withdrew again. Again this upset Kelly and she grabbed his cock and tried to feed it back into her cunt. But Danny turned her once more onto her back with her bum on the cushion, lifted her legs over his shoulders and re-entered her. He now speeded up the tempo of his thrusting and soon ejaculated inside her, bringing her to yet another noisy orgasm. After they'd finished they sat cuddled together on the sofa. Danny quickly had his hands all over Kelly's body; within minutes of fucking her he had one of her nipples in his mouth and his fingers in her cunt as she spread her legs wide for him. Kelly was soon moaning and crying and thrashing around again. She had one orgasm after another, they went on for ages. In our short marriage I had never seen her like this. This foreplay went on for over an hour, then Danny asked Kelly if she wanted to continue in his bed, and she said yes. I waited until they had shut the bedroom door before creeping back to my own bed. They spent the whole night in Danny's bedroom, and I heard the sound of their noisy lovemaking all night long. For a man of 54 he has phenomenal sexual energy, he puts me to shame. The next morning Danny had disappeared when Kelly woke me. We had a wonderful slow fuck as she described in detail all that Danny had done to her in the long night. At no time had she realised that her nightgown was transparent, and the moment when Danny undid the bow and it fell to the floor gave her a most erotic thrill; he could have taken her there and then, standing up. In the remaining 3 weeks I worked in London we spent the evening at Danny's house on four occasions and each time I watched as he fucked my wife. Since then Danny comes to our house in the North to sleep with my wife at least twice a month. And we still snatch one evening with Danny whenever we visit Kelly's parents. Danny is very happy with this arrangement; Kelly now supplies all his sexual needs and satisfies his considerable sexual appetite.