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Davie Ch. 01

By: 12to8



"Good grief, this bitch is so hot." Davie thought as he watched the blonde bounce up and down on the fat cock of the guy she was sitting on. Her young tits were bouncing and swinging in every direction with the girls violent moves.

Davie had borrowed an old porn video from a friend featuring Bambi Woods, staring in Debbi Does Dallas.

This was a really hot scene and Davie was itching to jerk off to it but he wanted to watch the whole flick first. It was the first time his buddy Tim let him borrow it and he didn't know when he was going to get a chance to see it again. Private time in the house was rare.

Davie had just moved back into his parents house after living with his girlfriend Hilda for two years. When they broke up he was strapped for cash and his folks offered his old room to him. He was broke because Hilda demanded the finer life and on a firefighters salary, well, "she needed to find a doctor or lawyer", he thought.

Now he was living with his parents and his eighteen year old sister Bette. At twenty-eight and a rookie in the city fire department he was not real anxious to hit the bar scene again to meet someone but he needed some release having been away from his ex-girlfriends' bed for two months. Now here he is, sitting in the TV room while his folks are away for the weekend and his sister is at work.

Anyway, with his bone pushing against his jeans painfully, Davie is watching Bambi's tits flailing about. Every scene with this youngster was hot and they were giving him a dry mouth. 

"Maybe I should have set myself a beer and chips out for this show," he thought.

Putting the video player on pause, Davie went into the kitchen, popped the cap off a beer and was digging in a cabinet for snacks when the back door flew open, hitting him in the ass and knocking him to the floor.

"Bette!", the intruder yelled, not seeing him on the floor, "It's Debbi!"

Davie sat looking at the girl and fumed. He never really liked his sister's friend. She was stuck up and nothing like Bette. He never understood their friendship. As he got up, Debbi finally noticed him and started laughing.

"What the hell you doing on the floor, Davie?", she cooed.

"You put me here, you damn". He cut his words off in mid sentence.

"Where's Bette, big boy? I told her I was coming over to pick up a sweater I left here the other day," Debbi rattled on, not missing a beat.

"She's at work," replied Davie, but he was talking to an empty room because Debbi had left the kitchen heading for Bette's bedroom. She practically lived in the house and made herself at home being treated like a daughter by Davie's parents.

Alone in the kitchen now, Davie put a tray of chips and his beer together and headed for the TV room. He had forgotten about the video being on and when he walked in the room there was Debbi sitting on the couch watching Bambi on all fours taking it from behind.

"What the fuck are you doing?", he blustered.

"This is so hot, Davie. Are you watching this all by yourself?", she laughed.

"What are you doing here, Debbi? I thought you came for your sweater? Now get it and take off!" Davie hissed.

"Oh relax, Davie. I never saw one of these. Let me watch it with you. Please."

Davie stood there looking at Debbi. He wasn't fond of her but it suddenly excited him that a female would want to sit and watch porn with him. Hilda disapproved of porn. Besides, it was better than her shooting her mouth off to his sister about his afternoon movie choices.

"Alright. You want a beer?" he asked her.

"Please," she answered.

They both settled down with cold ones in there hands silently watching the flick. Bambi was on her knees now, deep throating a huge black cock and taking a white stallion of a guy from behind. They were both pounding into her. The viewers were mesmerized by the action. Davie and Debbie were on the edge of the couch watching in awe as the two guys finally pulled out in unison and together unloaded the jizm onto Bambi's body. White cream was splayed onto her face and across her ass checks. The guys cock's seemed to pump out fluid endlessly. When they finished, the young actress turned to the screen and smiled with gobs of come on her bright red lips.

Sighs emitted from both viewers as they sat back. The movie went into a scene to set up the next fuck action.

"God, that was hot," whispered Debbi.

"Oh yes," was all Davie could mutter as he put the beer to his lips.

"I need another beer. Want one?" Debbi asked as she got up.

"Yea," replied Davie. There was no way he could get up with his hard on.

As Debbi walked across the room Davie looked her over. Dressed in a cotton blouse and jeans, everything clung to her frame. She was the same age as his sister and built pretty good. He had watched her grow up and saw her develop. Where his sister had an athletic body, Debbi was full figured but full in the right places. Debbi had nice tits and a round ass. She was about five foot six. A tight little package. He saw her in a gown and heels when the girls went to their prom and did a double take, but saw her as just a young girl back then.

"Shit, that was just last year," he thought, "and here I am watching porn with her."

When Debbie came back in the room she handed him the beer and sat down closer to him on the couch. Her thigh touched his and it sent a jolt thru him. He was going to make room for her but instead he turn to face her and smiled. She smiled back with a dreamy look and Davie felt hot flashes go down his neck.

"This is fun, Davie." Debbi whispered into the neck of the bottle.

"Did you ever do stuff like that with a girl?", she said looking straight into his face.

Whew, he thought. Right to the quick.

"Not everything. But there's always tomorrow," he answered surprising even himself with his remark.

They both laughed uneasily and turned to the TV where a new scene had started. Bambi was sitting on a couch with a guy and was pulling her t-shirt off over here head. As she unhooked her bra here tits just sat there, freed from the encumbrance.

"Boy that looks hot. Just to sit in public and pull you clothes off," sighed Debbi.

"Go ahead," remarked Davie. He couldn't believe he said it, but he wasn't sorry. 

She sat there for a minute, smiled and said, "Yea, why not!" and, unbuttoning her blouse, she pulled it out of her jeans and off her body.

Debbi looked at Davie, giggled and reached for the clips that held the cups together. 

"Here goes nothing."

Debbie undid the hook and opened the large cups like two gates. Her tits spilled out falling onto her chest. They were full, heavy and round with soft, pink areolas and gumdrop size nipples. She dropped the material and ran her hands down across her flesh and then scooped them up to let them fall again.

"Oh, that feels good to have the air on my skin," she whispered.

Davie just sat there in awe of her while sounds of Bambi moaned on screen as a new lover was licking her nipples. Somehow, he pulled his eyes off Debbi and looked at the TV. Debbi was watching it now also. In a close-up the lover's tongue was making circles around Traci's nipple.

"Do that to me, Davie," cooed Debbie.

Davie turned to look into Debbi's eyes and saw them as half closed and pleading. He set his beer down, turned to face her and reached out to touch her skin. As he rolled his palm across her left nipple, Debbie laid back against the couch. Her chest rose with the anticipation of being played with. Both hands were on her now, lifting and squeezing her flesh softly.

"Lick them, Davie, Suck on my nipples."

Davies head fell to her chest and began to work on her. He squeezed her right breast while sucking on the others pink nipple. He let saliva flow on to it and wash her whole globe with the lubricant. He switched to enjoy her left breast while lifting and massaging her right.

While Davie enjoyed himself, Debbi, in sheer pleasure watched Bambi receiving the same treatment. She reacted as though she were in the film herself. When the star reached out to caress her lovers head and pull him in closer, Debbi did the same. Bambi's hand then slid down to her partners lap and pulled at his pelt. Without hesitation Debbi reached onto Davie's lap and was shocked to feel the huge size.

Davie adjusted himself hoping this playmate will continue and was not disappointed. Debbi pulled at his belt, unclasped it and managed to unzip his jeans smoothly. She was anxious to see the size of this cock. Davie stopped his tit play for a moment and helped pull his erect joint out of his pants. She saw that it was huge, thick with veins running up the sides and a fat purple head like a soldiers helmet. It looked larger than the porn actors.

"Jees, Davie, your cock is big," she hissed.

"Have you seen many?" he asked her.

"Not out in the open,. I just played with the guy thru his pants once and made him come like that," she laughed still staring at his cock.

"Put your mouth on it," he said to her.

He was pleased to see her drop to his lap without question. First he felt her lips kiss the head softly. Then her mouth opened and she let the fat cap into her mouth. She built up a mouthful of spit and dropped it onto the head and again stuck the purple knob into her mouth this time moving around in very teasing motions. Debbi took a solid grip of Davie's cock and was now in command.

Debbi was totally enjoying this. She gripped Davie's fat member with one hand above the other and it still extended above her knuckles. With her lips surrounding the head she began to pump the flesh, feeling the skin glide along the rigid muscle standing out from Davie's groin like a tree trunk. Hearing his moaning encouraged her that she was doing it right.

Davie somehow managed to work his jeans and jockeys off and moved around to kneel on the sofa facing Debbi. She followed his lead and, unbuckling her jeans, kicked them down to her ankles, never taking her lips off her meal. He leaned forward, careful not to pull his cock free, and worked her panties down to meet her pants. With a kick she had everything on the floor and her round white ass stuck up in the air for Davie to explore.

Without hesitation his hands began to caress the big globes of flesh. Davie marveled at how big but firm Debbi's ass was. He leaned forward over her back, all the while feeling his cock being sucked into her wet mouth, and with both hands spread her cheeks. Looking down he had a wonderful view of her cunt lips wet with dew. Her labia lips were meaty and fat like two slabs of portabella mushrooms. He gripped one in each hand and pulled them away and out from her groin exposing her pink inner flesh.

"Your pussy is beautiful," he said as he yanked and pulled on the large lips.

"Damn, I want to eat your hole. Flip over." he commanded.

Debbi came up for air and was breathless. Between gobbling up his fat cock and feeling wonderful things happening with her pussy she was ready to do anything this guy told her to do. Her mouth and cheeks were covered with saliva from sucking and rubbing Davie's prick all around her face. She couldn't get enough of it. As she turned onto her back her tits stood out from her chest without the least bit of sag to them. Davie took one in each hand and squeezed , shook and smacked them, watching them jiggle. He leaned over her and taking hold of each leg, bent her at the waist raising her open slit up and into the air. Meanwhile his cock was guided into Debbi's open mouth by her small but firm hands.

The two of them sucked at each other ravenously. Moans and curses were called out. Debi squeezed Davie's swollen balls and he bit at her sex. Both of them were feeling their climax building and Debbi was the first to get there. He pulled his cock out from her mouth to put more action into his sucking her off and with one free hand reached down and began furiously rubbing her clit. Her other pinched at her nipples.

"Yes-s-s, oh my god," she moaned over and over as wave after wave of the climax came over her. Davie's tongue licked deeply into her as his hard cock banged against her face.

She turned her head toward the TV and saw Bambi, on her knees, on the floor getting it from behind again and with a quick move rolled out from under Davie and got on all fours.

Still watching the screen she yelled softly at Davie, "Stick it in me, hurry."

Davie dropped to his knees and, with his erection bobbing around, aimed it for her hole. Juice from her exciting orgazim lubricated his thick shaft and it easily slipped in. The hot moist feeling sent shivers thru him and he pushed deeply into her with such force that Debbi cried out. Her ass cheeks quivered and she felt like her belly would bust open.

"I'm sorry," he grunted but continued to pump in and out of her.

"It's okay. Please, don't stop," she hissed and pushed back to meet his thrusts.

Davie wanted to last for hour but it was a matter of seconds that the sensations he felt in his cock was not going to allow it. The visual image of Debbi's flesh banging against him was the last straw. His load of jizm was building fast and within seconds began to spew into her cavern. The heat of the liquid jolted her and she felt herself climaxing again. Now both of them were in a heated frenzy. Davie's cock spit twice more into her as she felt the size of him expand.

He reached around her and took hold of a breast in each hand. Holding on to her he continued to thrust deeply. Debbi looked up at the TV again and saw that the male star was doing the same to Bambi. She was pleased and spent, but allowed her partner to continue.

The two of them sensed each others fatigue and laying down, separated. Both were wet with sweat, saliva and come. Debbi leaned over and took Davie's thick but limp cock in her hand and stuffed it's full length into her mouth. he felt a warm pleasure and reached to caress the soft hair of her mound.

"Careful," she purred. " You'll get me started and I'll never quit".

"What a way to the afterlife, but I have to get ready for work anyway. What is the chance of us trying this again, Debbi?".

"And here I didn't think you liked me, Davie Boy," she said with a laugh.

He turned red faced and attempted to say something but she stopped him by leaning over him and planting a wet kiss on his mouth. He tasted his cock mixed with her moisture and heady breath.

"I always had an eye for you Davie Boy and yes, let's do it again sometime," she said, smiling.

After Debbi left and Davie was cleaning up the TV room he looked at the video jacket with Bambi Wood's picture on it and thought, "Man, there is nothing like the real thing." 

Davie Ch. 02



Noon on Wednesdays in Mike's Deli is usually packed with office workers ramming their food down in a half hour so that they can get back to work on time. Not much talking. A lot of fast eating. On this day, however, there were just four people in the place and they weren't as interested in eating as talking.

At one table by the window sat two fiftyish year old guys, dressed in suits, huddled over their coffee cups chatting away about putting the make on the two young ladies at another table in the far corner. The men, who were real estate salesmen with nothing to sell, were deciding who would take which girl. Salesman Number One picked the tall blonde and Salesman Number Two chose the short brunette. Their plan was to take the girls back to Number Two's apartment where they would all have a drink, enjoy a strip tease dance by the girls and after watching the two young ladies perform a girl on girl scene, they would fuck them. They had it all figured out.

Across the room the brunette saw it coming. She told her companion she would handle it.

"Of course you will," the blonde said with a laugh, "You're the ballsy one."

"Hi girls," sang Salesman Number One as they approached, "How we doing today."

"Okee dokee, sweetie," cooed the brunette. She turned to the blonde and mouthed, "I love his comb over." The blonde giggled into her soda.

"Listen ladies, we were wondering." Number One started to say but was cut off in mid sentence by the brunette standing up next to him and placing her body against his.

"You're going to ask us up to your place for a drink and then were hoping to get a blow job after me and my friend eat each other out. Right?"

Both men stood speechless.

"Listen boys," the brunette continued, "your line is so weak and pitiful. Now why don't you get home to your wives so they don't get bored and look for some young stud to take your place!"

Both men stood red faced for a moment then turned and walked away.

"But thanks for the compliment, assholes," called out Bette.

She giggled into her soda again.

The brunette sat down, waving her hand as though she were erasing the incident so she could move on to something important.

"Fuck them, Bette," she said to the blonde, "Listen, I have something real serious to talk to you about. I did something that may piss you off."

"Debbi, Tell me you didn't ruin that new skirt I lent you for last Saturday's date. If you let some guy get his gooie stuff on my new skirt you will buy me a new one," said Bette in a mock angry tone of voice.

"Shut up, Bette. It's not about your stupid skirt."

Both girls sat looking at each other for a moment.

"I. Shit. I. Oh, shit. I fucked Davie yesterday," Debbie blurted out.

Bette looked at her frind like she didn't hear her.

"Davie?" she asked. "My brother David?"

"Bette, I'm so sorry. I can't believe I did it!"

"You screwed my brother? Where?," Bette asked.

"In your TV room, Bette. I'm so sorry."

"Wow. I can't believe you and my brother, fucking in my house. That is too much."

Debbi reached for Bette's hand and squeezed it.

"Bette, tell me your not mad at me."

"Mad? Wow. Both of you naked . Doing it. Holy cow," 

"Yea, Bette. What about me and you. Aren't you pissed at me?" asked Debbi.

"Whew! Pissed? Deb, now that the shock is over I want to hear all about it,"

"Your kidding me. I thought you'd never forgive me."

"Listen, Deb. I have to tell you a secret now. A week ago I was walking past the bathroom and Davie was in the shower. The door was open and the shower door wasn't slid closed and I saw him standing there. In the shower. Naked."

"So, what's so secret about that," Deb said with a nervous laugh.

"Deb, he was jerking off. I saw his cock and it was huge."

"I know, Bette. I felt it."

Bette took a deep breath. "I stood there and watched him jack off and shoot cum all over the tile wall. I never believed a guy could shoot cum like that. It was like a thick stream of water. I heard it smack on the wall. I couldn't move it was so hot looking. When he finished I ran away from the door so he wouldn't catch me but I can't get that scene out of my mind."

"Bette, your brother is so hot. I want to fuck him again."

"I don't blame you, Deb"

"Well then. Um. It's okay if I do? Alright? Please tell me it's okay. Cause my folks are out tonight until tomorrow afternoon and I asked him over."

"Sure it's okay, Deb. I just hope I get to see him do it again sometime."

Both girls sat there sipping their sodas quietly. Thoughts were rolling around in both their heads. Slowly their eyes met and Debbi was the first to speak.

"Wanna watch us, Bette? Me and Davie?"

"Your kidding Deb, how could I do that? Damn, could I? When?"

"Why not, Bette. Look. Davie's coming over my house tonight at eight. You get there at seven and we'll put a chair in my walk-in closet and you'll see everything. I'll leave the door open wide enough. It will be great. You'll have a ring side seat." 

What Debbi didn't share with Bette was that since seeing Traci Lords in Davie's porn movie she has had a fantasy of being watched as she had sex with someone. She knew she could be comfortable in front of her best friend. Especially with a stud like Davie.

The girls giggled and Bette assured Debbi that she would show up. They finished their sodas, paid the check and said fair well to each other with a hug. 

Bette arrived at Debbi's house promptly at seven that night. Treated like one of the family, she had her own key and let herself in. She walked into Debbi's bedroom to find her girlfriend standing naked in front of a mirror, dusting powder on her body. Soft jazz music was playing. Very sensuous music.

"Hi," said Bette, a little nervous as she looked Debbi over.

"Hi, Girlfriend," she responded as she poured Bette a glass of wine. Debbi already had two under her belt to loosen up.

"So what are you wearing for this event?" asked Bette.

"This. Look, I even trimmed my bush real close and in the shape of a heart," Debbi replied as she slipped on a red silk Kimono and put her feet into matching red mules. Her hair lay luxuriously on her shoulders with a sheen from the hour of brushing she gave it.

"I wish I had boobs like yours," Bette said as she stared at her friends breast being covered in the sensuous robe. They pushed out like two soft mounds under the fabric.

"What do you mean, Girl," replied Debbi. "You have a really nice body. Look, take your clothes off and put this on."

"Slip those heels on too," she said as she handed Bette a blue silk robe." 

"Why? I'm only going to watch."

"I know but it will put you in the mood. Maybe you'll want to play with yourself."

Debbi sat down on the edge of the bed and watched Bette put her wine down and begin taking her clothes off. Kicking her sneaks into the closet, she pulled her jeans and blouse off and stood shyly in front of Debbi. She was a good four inches taller than her friend and had a slim muscular frame. Her legs were long and strong and her ass was firm from daily workouts. Slipping the robe around her shoulders she maneuvered her bra and panties off. Gathering all her clothes up she tossed them in the closet with her sneaks and stepped into the black heels.

"Okay, Miss Up Tight, here's your wine. Now let's set up your lookout post."

Debbi placed her vanity chair in the spacious closet.

"Okay," she said, "give it a try."

Bette sat down and Debbi closed the bi-fold door leaving it open a good two inches. Debbi hopped onto the bed and and made a few modeling gestures.

"I can see you perfectly, Deb. I just hope I don't get caught. David will be pissed."

"Don't worry, Bette, I have it all planned."

Just then the door bell rang and Debbi scurried off the bed. She winked at Bette and they high fived each other then Debbi headed for the door.

"Boy your right on time, Davie," said Debbi as she opened the door and ushered him in.

"I've been anxious to see you again," he said. He was becoming attracted to his sister's friend and now that he saw her in the Kimono he was very pleased to be there.

She closed the door and passing him she came against his body. Davie reached out pulled her slowly to him and kissed her. She returned his kiss warmly. He caressed her back and as his hands moved to her ass she pulled away.

"Come into my room," she sighed, "I'll pour you a glass of wine."

When they entered the bedroom, Debbi handed him the drink and then stood near him in a provocative stance. Legs apart with her hands clasped behind her back her robe opened slightly to reveal her cleavage. She wanted to get right to business.

"Davie, I don't want to talk a lot. Take your clothes off for me. Slowly. 

Over in the closet, Bette was in a sweat. Beads of it were running in rivulets down her chest onto her belly. She couldn't believe she was sitting nearly naked six feet from her brother.

Davie took a long gulp of his wine and set the glass down on the bedside table. Unbuttoning his shirt, he slowly pulled it out of his jeans as he swayed to the sound of a sexy tune, exposing his muscular hairless tanned chest.

Debbi had seen him naked the other day but his movements caught her breath. She moved her right hand across her stomach pulling the fabric aside to reveal more of herself to him.

He then unsnapped his jeans and pulled them down and off his legs kicking his loafers and socks off with them.

Debbi and Bette both saw that he had not worn underwear and his cock hung heavily behind his shirt. Even flaccid it was thick and at least six inches long.

"Oh, man, you look great, Davie," cooed Debbi. She took the words right out of Bette's mouth who was sitting in the closet wolfing down her wine as she watched the unbelievable.

The young man stood for a moment and then reached down and rubbed his hand over his cock. It slowly started to swell and become longer. Davie knew how his dick responded and had shown other women this routine. He knew by lightly gliding his palm down from the base to the tip it would extend. By now it was standing away from his body and jerking slightly.

As he pulled his shirt off, Debbi, still standing in front of him, squatted down, placing her hands on her thighs for balance and opened her mouth to let his thick cock head rest on her open mouth. The thick member jumped and stiffened. 

Debbie took it in slowly inch by inch. She wrapped one hand around it to control her lover's pushing. He wanted to drive it down her throat and she knew it would take some getting used to even though she sucked him off the other night.

From the closet, Bette could see Davie's cock lengthening in Debbi hand. Sitting with her legs open, her fingers began to move on her clit with the rhythm of her girlfriend's motions. With her other hand, fingers pinched at her nipples. Bette had small breasts, but when excited, her nipples puffed out like large cupcakes and were sensitive like hell. Nobody yet has seen them because she was embarrassed when they got like that. Even guys she dated only got a feel thru her bra.

By now Debbi was pumping Davie's hard dick in her mouth and feeling like he could blow his load.

"Man, you're fast," she said as she stopped and pulled away from him. "Get over on the bed, " she ordered and getting off the floor she guided him to lay down on his back.

Bette watched as Davie laid down and Debbi, standing beside the bed, dropped her Kimono to the floor. She marveled at her girlfriends large tits that stood out firm with large nipples and not a hit of sag. Her ass was big and round. Short and stocky, Debbie was built for fucking. She watched the brunette pick her one foot up and place it on the bed. Bette could see Debbi's pussy hole open when she spread her legs. She found herself rubbing her own cunt harder at the sight. Looking at her brother she saw his big cock standing straight up like a fat flag pole. 

Debbi was leaning over Davie now and wiggling her tits with her hands. He reached out and touched her pussy and stroked it causing Debbi to close her eyes and make whimpering sounds as he rubbed her. Just for a moment, she turned her head to the closet and smiled at her friend. She felt like the porn star she saw the other night and was turned on knowing Bette was watching her. She hoped she was enjoying the show.

Actually Bette's eyes were jumping back and forth from Debbi to her brother. She was rubbing her clit furiously watching Davie's swollen cock swaying with his pulse and watched as her girlfriend slipped a finger into her pussy hole.

After a few minutes of this fun Debbi stopped, reached down to the floor and retrieved the sash from her robe.

"Now close your eyes, Davie Boy. Were going to do something really exciting but you have to promise not to peek."

The young stud stiffed briefly as the sash closed off his vision but he relaxed as her tit brushed against his face while she was knotting the cloth behind his head. he playfully grabbed a handful of flesh and sucked at her nipples. She jerked away from him quickly.

"Now if you peek, the night is over and you'll get no more Debbi. Okay?"

"I promise," he replied, not wanting to loose out on a good thing.

Debbie climbed on top of Davie placing her legs on each side of his chest and her cunt just over his face. Leaning forward she gripped his cock with one hand while balancing herself with the other and lowered both her hips and face. In one motion Davie's fat cock slipped inches into her open mouth and her cunt lips fell onto his. Both grunted in appreciation of the intense electric feeling coursing thru their groins and of the pleasure they were bestowing on the other.

In the closet Bette watched as the two lovers pumped and sucked at each other violently. Her brother's big dick slipped deeper and further into Debbi's mouth and her hand pumped the skin of it up and down. She watched her girlfriend's tits bobble and smack against her partners stomach. Davie meanwhile, with both of his hands gripping her ass cheeks, pulled and lifted Debbi's pussy onto his mouth so he could stab his tongue into her.

Suddenly, Bette felt a sharp wave of pleasure sweep over her as her hand brought herself to orgasm. She let out a soft yelp as it hit her and she felt the first trickle of fluid creep out and down her legs. She had shoved two fingers deep into her tight hole and friged faster to keep it coming.

"Oh jeez, they both look great," she thought.

Debbi was the only one to hear Bette's sound, smiled and raised her head off of Davie's cock. He moaned with displeasure but continued licking. Looking toward the closet, Debbi motioned with her finger for Bette to come to her.

Bette was stunned at the request and resisted at first but her girlfriend insisted with a more serious wave. She stood from her chair and eased out of the closet moving cautiously across the bedroom floor toward the bed.

"What are you doing?" she quietly appealed of Debbi. "Are you crazy?"

"Suck on his cock. I know you want to," Debbi whispered.

It only took a moment for Bette to think about and then she leaned over and took a soft grip of the huge member. As Debbi sat up to watch, keeping her groin on Davie's face and grinding it in, he pulled his mouth away.

"What the hell's going on?" he called out when he sensed a new person nearby.

"Be quiet and just enjoy yourself, Davie Boy," Debbi said as she pushed her pussy down onto his face again.

"Suck me more. Will ya," she ordered.

Bette now was holding his cock with both hands and licking it like a popsicle. She curled her tongue around and over the swollen purple head. As she got into it, her mouth opened and she allowed the crown of his helmet to enter her mouth. She closed her lips around it and gripped hard with her lips giving it quick pumps with her hands. Davie let out a long grunt and his hips rose up. She was pleased with his response and continued the action.

Suddenly Debbi lifted up and off of Davie's mouth.

"I need that cock in me. Sit on his face." she yelled softly.

The girls switched places quickly and once again Davie was stabbing his tongue into a wet hole not knowing it was his sister's delicious honey pot. Her soft blonde cunt hair wet and slick. Debbi, by now, had positioned herself onto the erect staff and was sliding down taking it inch by inch. She was so wet with saliva and come that froth crept from her to glisten on Davie's purple veined penis. The head was already buried deep and touched a nerve that sent a shudder thru her.

"Oh man, I'm going to come!" she yelled and pumped up and down wildly, banging her ass onto his lap. Her tits, wet with sweat swinging freely until Bette reached out to grab them.

"My god, Debbie, I can't believe how hot I am. I love your tits and I'm going to come on my brothers face," she moaned as she pumped up and down.

"Squeeze them, Honey," she cried.

Davie, feeling his own come building up in his balls, responding to Debbi's movement, thrust his hips up to meet her. Reaching up he gripped Bettes tits with her huge nipples.He squashed them in his large hands causing his sister to cry out and again feel the juices flow from her hole to fill his mouth. He lapped at her hungrily, sucking the fluid out of her. 

He was in heaven. His throbbing prick was sliding deep into his date's hole while he was sucking an unknown female's pussy lips. The thought sent a message deep to the core of his body. 

"Ugh. I"m going to shoot my load!" Davie called out and blew a stream into Debbi's cavernous hole. She jumped at the heat of it as it surged up and out his thick tube mixing with her own jet of cream flooding over his cock.

The three of them were now wildly moving together in unison. As Davie shot a second load into Debbi, Bette, still holding onto her friend's breasts, leaned into her and kissed her heavily on the mouth.

"I love you for this," she cried.

"I love you both for it," moaned Debbi.

"Let me suck his come off," asked Bette still squeezing and rubbing her hands all over Debbi's tits even while she continued to pump onto Davie's face.

Debbi lifted off of the still quivering cock and taking it in her hands, Bette pushed as much of the it into her mouth. She tasted both lovers fluid still hot from shooting out of their bodies. She devoured it as she pumped softly, Davie had one last stream left in him. It shot out like a thick rope, and Bette sensing it coming, opened her mouth wide let to let it fill her cheeks. Looking up at Debbi she swished it in her mouth and gulped it down in one swallow.

"Keep it coming, Davie Boy. She'll eat as much as you serve," Debbi taunted.

"Oh my, that was delicious," Bette whispered.   The three of the them were running out of steam now as they continued to touch and feel at one another. No one wanted the party to end. Bette climbed off of Davie who moaned sadly. Debbi looked at her girlfriend, reached out and touched her erect nipples again.

"Your gorgeous,"she said.

"Thanks, but I think I better get out of here," she panted.

Davie was sitting up and made a move to pull off the scarf from his eyes.

"I've got to see who I enjoyed with you, Debbi," he said.

"Oh no you don't," cried Debbi. "This is the girls secret!"

Bette grabbed at her clothes in the meantime and was making a beeline for the other room to get dressed and get out, quickly.

"Come on, Debbi. That was one tasty pussy. I want to do her again."

"With you of course!" he added with a laugh.

"You'll see her again. Don't worry, Davie."

"That would be nice. Soon?" he asked.

"Yea. Sooner than you think," she said with a smile.

"Come on Davie," Debbi called to him as she crossed the room with her newly filled glass of wine, "Fill your glass and join me in the shower. I'll give you a good washing and see if I can build your energy up again.




Davie Ch. 02



"You know, Debbi," Davie said smiling, "I'm glad your friends with my sister and we got to know each other better."

"Me too, Davie Boy," she replied thinking, "if you only knew."



Davie Ch. 03



On a rainy Saturday morning, Davie arrived home from his night shift at the firehouse. It had been fairly quiet. His company had one abandoned house fire and an abandoned auto fire. His company was a pretty busy one and it was an honor to be assigned there.

Davie stepped out of his clothes that had an odor of smoke on them and slid naked into a robe. He went into the kitchen to pour himself a cup of coffee and read the headlines in the paper before he took a shower and a short snooze.

Just as he was getting into an article, his sister Bette walked into the kitchen. She was off work today and planned on going over to her girlfriend Debbi's house and then for a swim at the beach. Bette had awoke early, slipped on a robe and was going into the bathroom to take a shower when she heard her brother making coffee. She was hesitant at first to go in because this was the first time she had encountered Davie since the event at Debbie's house two nights earlier.

"Hi, Big Brother," she said.

"Oh my god, if he only knew the double meaning of that remark," she thought.

"Hey Sis." he replied, "Sleep good?"

"Yea. Listen, I'm going to jump into the shower. Okay?" Bette said over her shoulder as she headed to the bathroom. She was not comfortable being in the kitchen with Davie. When she walked in and saw him sitting in his robe, her eyes went right to his lap hoping to see his cock sticking out.

"God, I am such a perv." she thought to herself., But she knew she really did want to see it. Even suck it again.

Bette went into the bath, started the water running in the shower, stepped in and slid the glass doors closed. The water was hot and the steam began to open her pores up. The heat had a great massaging effect on her and she began to relax. Picking up the soap Bette held the bar in her right hand and ran it across her chest and belly. Looking down at her nipples, she remembered Debbi playing with them and how she had remarked how beautiful they were. 

"Am I really that nice to look at," she thought as she touched her nipples alternately one then the other with the slippery bar of soap. Her nipples started to respond to her touch and within a few minutes they were standing out a full inch and as wide as a cupcake. She was always embarrassed by their look but now she was thinking she might be blessed with a pair of jewels.

The steam was building up quite a bit by now so she opened the shower door, and leaning out from the enclosure, Bette opened the bathroom door to let some of the steam escape. Moving back under the water stream she resumed her erotic soaping to enjoy the feeling of her swollen nipples.

Meanwhile, Davie had poured another cup of coffee and headed back to his room to wait for his sister to finish her bath so he could clean up. Just as he turned the corner of the hallway and neared the bathroom he saw the steam emitting from it. 

"I wonder if she knows the door in open," he thought and was about to make a move to close it when he stopped dead in his tracks. There thru the opening of the shower enclosure he saw his sister's full frame standing under the running water, washing herself. She wasn't just washing herself, though, he noticed. She was rubbing a heavy lather of soap bubbles over her nipples with one hand and between her legs with the other. Her blond hair, that was shoulder length, hung straight and wet across her back. He gazed at her body observing the arm and leg muscles. She had nice biceps and strong thighs. Her stomach was flat and her ass cheecks were like two round globes. Tight.

What really threw him was the sight of her nipples. He had never seen nipples stand out from small breasts like hers did. All the women he had been with, wether they were large or small, their nipples laid flat. For a moment something came to him. He remembered the touch of the girl the other night. Her nipples were really unusual. Actually he had jerked off thinking of them while he was at work in the privacy of the toilet.

Wanting to give his sister her privacy he made a move to turn away but looked at her again. She was really going at it now. Her hands were sliding all over her skin and she was covered in bubbles from the activity. What Davie didn't know was she was thinking of him and his huge cock. She was remembering how his load of sperm shot in her mouth just like it hit the same tile that she was leaning against. Her legs opened and one finger then two slipped into her hole, pumping vigorously.

Davie stood there, his robe open with his prick full of blood by now. He wished he could be someone else and walk over to her and get in the shower. Bravely he pushed the door over wider to get a better view. He had set the cup on the floor and was holding onto the door jam with one hand and jacking off with the other. He watched his sister's one hand squeeze and torment her protruding nipples, envied the other that slipped between her legs.

Suddenly he made a grunt sound and Bette stopped moving and looked in his direction. She saw him standing there holding his enormous cock. He stopped moving his hand and made a move to back away. He was really embarrassed. Bette's hands went to cover her body.

"I'm sorry, Bette, I uh, I uh d-didn't mean to," his voice trailed off.

"Davie, that's okay. It was my fault. I left the door open."

Davie turned away to go to his room. He was thinking of all the shit that was going to hit the fan in this house when his sister told his parents about this.

Meanwhile Bette, turned on by seeing her brother jacking off in the doorway, but grappling with the repercussion of him finding out that it was her that he had sex with the other night decided to take a chance A crazy chance. The decision took all of two seconds.

"Davie, come here for a minute." she called out to him.

"Shit. Now my little sister is going to bawl me out and I'm going to have to take it. Shit. Why did I do that!", he thought.

"Okay, Bette, I'll be right there."

Davie walked into the bathroom to see the shower door closed so that only Bette's head stuck out.

"Bette," said Davie, "I'm sorry, I."

His sister stopped him in mid sentence with her finger over her mouth to silence him.

"Davie, if I turn my back to you would you wash it for me?"

Davie didn't think he heard right. He stood silent.

Bette didn't repeat the request, instead she slid the shower door open and stood facing the tiled wall. Bending down she picked up the soap and handed it to Davie.

Davie stood there looking at his sister's back and ass.

"Cripes," he thought, "What a great ass."

"Okay," he said nervously.

With the steam really built up creating a sauna effect, David placed his left hand on his sister's left shoulder and began caressing her back with the bar of soap in his right hand. He could feel it glide across her muscles and curves. His movements caused her body to slowly sway as the massage began to stimulate her.

Bette placed both her palms on the wall and leaned forward, arching her back and jutting her ass out slightly. When Davie saw this he let got of her shoulder and lathering up both his hands with soap, then laid the bar in the tray and began washing her back. He slid his palms up to her shoulder blades and down to her waist. He made small circles on her back. He took his finger tips and pressed them into her back muscles. He never strayed from her back although his gaze devoured her ass. Bette needed more and gyrated her body. She was trying to give Davie the message to put his hands somewhere else but he wasn't getting it.

"Davie, wash my whole body. Please Davie."

It was the invitation he had been waiting for. His lathered hands swept slowly down to her ass and rolled around on her cheeks. he squeezed them a little causing Bette to giggle. He slid them down her legs washing one at a time feeling her muscles tense. He move his hands around the front of her torso. As they snake across her rib cage he moved them up so that each hand cupped a breast. Bette's breath caught and then she moaned. As he did this she removed her right hand from the wall and felt behind her for her brothers cock. It was sticking out from his robe like an enormous pole. 

"My god, your huge," cried Bette softly as she gripped it in her small hand.

Davie groaned to the touch and almost lost his balance.

"Get in here with me." she commanded.

Davie dropped his robe to the floor and stepped into the shower and replaced his hands on his sister's hard breasts from behind. The soap on her back was like oil on their skin and Davie, pulling Bette to him, caressed his own body with hers. He was a good one foot taller than his sister and his prick stuck into her back. Bette moaned loudly and pushed into him. She reached around again and took hold of his cock, caressing her ass with it. She slid the head on her ass cheeks, against her tiny puckered ass hole, between her open legs and nearly entering her now lubricated pussy hole.

"You can't fuck me without a rubber on, Davie. I want to fuck your cock but not without a rubber," she hissed in his ear.

"I don't have anything, Bette", he pleaded. "Your driving me nuts. Your going to make me come. Let me stick it in your ass, Bette."

Bette was getting hotter with the hardness of Davie's prick on her butt. She really wanted to feel his load in her but she was a virgin and was afraid.

"Shit Davie, you'll tear me up. I never did anything like that."

Bette turned around and faced her brother. The soap had washed off her body and Davie looked down at her nipples. They were standing out from her body like two pink balls on little cones. He thought they looked like they would burst, they were so swollen. He leaned over and sucked on one then the other. Back and forth slowly always squeezing one while the other was in his mouth. Bette could look down to see his blood engorged cock bobbing with each of his moves.

"Eat me," she ordered and Davie dropped to his knees as she pushed his head into her slick mound.

Lifting one leg up and placing it on the ledge of the shower Davie was given ample room to place his mouth on Bette's open slit. Her hole was small and tight and, before he put his tongue in, he eased a finger up into her. She fell down on to it and he knew this would be easy. A second then third finger was pushed into his sister's hole and with each digit she cried out. Now he pumped them at a pace that caused her to respond in like manner.

Bette felt like she would faint from the ecstacy she was experiencing. Finally a wave came over her and she was jolted down hard onto Davie's fingers. A gush of fluid poured out and Bette, thinking it was her urine, pulled away. Davie was shocked at the sight but pulled her back to him. Putting his mouth to her pussy he tasted a mixture of come and wetness. The heady odor drove him to lick her like mad because he had never had this experience and realized he had taken someone to new heights of emotions.

When Bette ceased bucking and jerking she pulled Davie to his feet. 

"Let me get you off now," she cooed and with that she dropped to her knees and gripped his fat cock in both her hands. Davie looked down to watch his little sister pump his dick, first slowly and then quicken her pace. She opened her mouth and shoved as much as she could into it attempting to deep throat him. His blue headed helmet would hit the back of her throat and there was still about three inches not in her mouth. Bette would gage a little, take it out of her mouth, spit saliva on it, lick it all over and return it in her mouth for another attempt to swallow it.

The veins on Davie's prick were standing out and Bette could feel them in her small hands. She tugged on his balls with one hand and knew that he was ready to blow his load. Remembering the site of his explosion the other night she prepared herself for the deluge. Bette pulled her head away and looked up at her brother's face.

"Shoot your load, Davie. I'll eat as much as you serve," blurted Bette opening her mouth to catch it.

Davie looked at her in shock but his load surged out beyond his control and his mind went back to the business at hand. The first load bursting out of him hit Bette straight into the back of her throat and her head fell backward. She continued to pump vigorously.

"Give me more, Davie Boy," she cried and locked her lips around him, trying to suck the life out of him.

Again David looked at her bewildered, but again a surge of fluid coursed out of him and filled Bette's mouth that was now closed around his flesh.

Davie's final load was delivered onto Bette's erect left nipple. The heat of the fluid sent a chill thru her and she yelped.

Her brother was spent as he sat down in the shower stall and Bette sat in his lap with her back to his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and lightly played with her soft puffy nipples.

"Bette, you said something to me a few moments ago." said Davie.

"I know. It was me the other night at Debbi's house. I didn't want to let you know."

"Holy shit, Bette. Now what. What are we going to do?"

"I don't know Davie. Do it again?"

They both sat there under the running water laughing.



Davie Ch. 04



"Oh for gosh sakes, Doris, what are you looking at?"

Mildred, Doris' friend of fifty years was watching her friend's head turn to follow something moving past their apartment complex. They were sitting by the pool where they did every afternoon at 2:00PM unless they had some other engagement. Doris always made a decanter of martinis' and set them out on their reserved table with two lounge chairs. On occasion they slipped into the pool to do a lap or two, and with the July heat the way it has been this year, the ladies had spent more time in the pool.

Having cooled of in the tepid water, Doris and Mildred were sipping their favorite drinks when the young man passed, running down the street. His head was just visible just over the hedge but Doris knew who it was. Mildred was annoyed when she saw that she had lost her friends' attention to her conversation as Doris' body turned away from her.

"Doris! Did you hear what I was saying?"

"That fellow is so attractive, Mildred. It's my neighbor Tom's friend. You know who Tom is right."

"Doris, those young men are half your age. You lost a wonderful man, now it's time to settle back and be a proper widow."

"I'm just looking." Doris said, very annoyed. "I know Harry was a terrific husband and I still miss him after two years. I'm just looking."

Doris leaned across the table to pour them both another drink.

"No more for me. I'm going in to lie down," exclaimed Mildred. With that she rose, took her towel, leaned over and gave her friend a kiss on the forehead and left for her apartment.

Doris sat there, glad her friend left. With drink in hand she thought of her husband, Harry. They were married forty glorious years, had three children, grandchildren and a house. They had lived in this apartment for four years before he passed away. She loved it there so much she stayed and then her longtime friend moved in next door to her own unit.

At sixty, Doris was in great shape. She had a few extra pounds on her but she always ate well and exercised every day. The complex had a workout room and she was either on the treadmill or stationary bike and lifted some free weights. Gifted with blazing red, shoulder length hair and great posture, Doris turned heads. Harry was forever proud to be seen with her and always bought her expensive, form fitting clothing for gifts. She enjoyed the attention from men but was faithful to her man.

"I can't sit her and miss you this much today, Harry," she thought. "I want to enjoy this sun and heat. And this drink."

A few minutes went by and the familiar head came in view over the hedges and then a full body appeared as he walked in thru the gate. Davie, Tom's friend and firefighter buddy approached the pool walking towards his friend's apartment. Doris' next door neighbor

"Hi, Mrs. Benson," called Davie as he neared her. He was hoping to get past without too much conversation. He thought she was nice but she made him feel uneasy, like she was hitting on him and that creeped him out. He always wondered how old she was and thought of her as old. 

As he walked past her chair she greeted him with a smile, and leaning to the side of the lounge, held out her left hand to him. Davie felt obligated to respond and took it into his left. It was an awkward move but when she clasped his hand he was surprised at the strength of her grip and the softness of her skin. He looked down at her and smiled. He noticed that her face wasn't wrinkled like he imagined from a distance and she didn't have arms like most old ladies did. Her's had real muscle tone. Davie also noticed that she had an ample chest popping out of her one piece bathing suit. The freckled flesh rose out over the top like hot muffins fresh from the oven.

"Are you looking for Tom, David? "she asked releasing his hand. "I saw him leave here about an hour ago."

"Oh, okay. Thanks. I was just going to hang out with him awhile. I'll stop in later tonight. Thanks, Mrs. Benson. See ya."

"Goodby, David."

Doris watched Davie walk away from her. She enjoyed the view of the young man in his running shorts and t-shirt. Getting up when Davie was out of sight, Doris went to her apartment to have a late lunch and enjoy her latest novel in the coolness of her bedroom.

Saturday night around the complex is usually quiet. Most of the tenants are either out for the evening or holed up in their unit. With the air still somewhat warm from the heat of the day Dories thought she would cool off by sitting by the pool. She had her evening drink of a glass of Chardonnay with the bottle in an ice bucket at the ready. Dressed in a yellow sundress, she abandoned the underwear for the evening. No one was around to see her so she felt safe. Besides, she enjoyed the night air on her skin as it brushed under her dress like caressing hands. All day she had thoughts of nakedness and bodies and her husband fucking her and having an orgasm. Even the book she had been reading contained paragraphs of love making. She felt possessed by images of sex. Before dressing she bathed and shaved her legs, occasionally touching herself while in the bath in places that usually made her tingle. Tonight it only frustrated her. 

"Maybe sitting out here would help calm her," she thought.

About an hour into her leisure time, Doris noticed a car pull into the parking lot and a familiar face come thru the gate by the pool. She felt a twinge of joy at the sight of the young man. 

"Hello, David," she called to him in a sing song tone.

"Hi Mrs. Benson," replied Davie. "Man, does this woman live out here?" he wondered.

"If your looking for Tom, I saw him go out earlier. Looked like he was out for the night. On a date, maybe," Doris informed him.

"Yea, I guess. I was just coming over to hang out. Not much going on."

"Are you off work tonight from the firehouse, David?"

"Yea, I have a couple free days."

"Why don't you sit down and hang out here with me? Would you like a beer?"

"Uh, sure. I'd like one, thanks." Davie's good nature kicked in like it usually does with people and he knew that sitting talking to the older folks can be rewarding. You can learn a lot and it makes them happy.

"Why don't you go in my fridge and bring out a couple of beers and put them in my ice bucket here. I'm sure you'll want more than one."

"Okay, Mrs. Benson," he laughed and went on his errand.

While he was gone, Doris poured another glass of wine for herself and adjusted her dress so that she would not accidently expose herself. When Davie came back with his beers and placed some in the bucket he pulled a chair up next to her.

The two talked for about an hour about his work, his friends, both of their families and almost anything that lead from one topic to another. Doris was on her second glass of wine and Davie his third beer when the two sat back in their chairs, quietly, to relax. Davie was reflecting how pleasant it was to sit there with Doris and how warm and friendly she was.

"Boy, that water looks inviting," he said. "I'd take a dip if I had my suit."

"Do you need a suit?" Doris questioned. "Why not slip out of your clothes and hop in. No one will see you."

"How about you? You'll see me." Davie answered shyly.

"Oh, I'll close my eyes. Go ahead if you want to. Look, my eyes are shut," she said as she placed her hand over her eyes.

Davie pondered it for a moment and then thought, "What the hell". He got up and stood by the pool, kicked off his loafers, pulled his jeans and jocks down, took off his t-shirt and walked down the steps at the shallow end, near Doris, and into the water. Davie was not aware that thru his undressing maneuvers, Doris had peeked thru her fingers and watched the entire stripping scene. She marveled at his muscle tone and tan save for where his trunks were blocked the sun. His buttocks was firm and small and his back looked very strong. Out of respect he avoided exposing his privates to her but she did get a glimpse of his short curly black hair just below his stomach and it appeared that it wasn't grossly overpowering. Her husband had been blessed with just enough hair. Not like some men who she had seen that looked like apes. She was happy to see there was none on this kids back. 

As Davie swam a couple laps, Doris picked up her glass and walked to the pool, sat down on the edge and placed her bare feet in. The water was still warm even though the sun had set and the lone couple were bathed in a soft light from a garden lamp. There wasn't much chance to be seen by any of the residents but swimmer and voyeur had an ample view of each other.

As Davie waded into the shallow area towards Doris, he had an unobstructed view up her dress. She had pulled it up slightly to avoid it getting wet not realizing the scenery she provided. Clearly, wisps of her soft red hair were framed between her creamy white thighs.

"Wow. No panties," he thought.

Now he crouched low in the water with fresh interest and a desire to see more of her. He attempted to be nonchalant about it but Doris had in fact noticed what Davie was looking at. Feeling mildly tipsy and very brazen she opened her legs slightly. A breeze blew up and touched her flesh, causing her to quietly gasp. 

"My, the water feels good. I wouldn't mind cooling off."

"Why don't you come in then, Doris," Davie laughed as he feigned covering his eyes. He knew she would because he was sensing an electricity between them beginning in the quiet of the night. Doris didn't think about it long.

"Yea, why not." She reached behind her neck, unzipped the dress a few inches and pulled it up over her head, tossing it back on to the lounge. Quickly she turned back and slipped down into the water so as not to be seen by the young man.

Davie did see a lot though. He saw that Doris' ass was firm, she had ample hips and a bit of a tummy and as he saw earlier, great tits. The shape of her breasts were like two large grapefruits. They gave their heaviness away when she dropped into the water and they rolled from side to side.

"She must have been a very hot catch in her youth, he thought."

With a motion of his head, Davie invited her to join him and the pair now turned together and silently began swimming to the far end of the pool. As they cut thru the water their bodies touched now and again, a leg, a hand, once their bottoms but they continued on uninterrupted. Reaching the shallow end finally, they stopped to catch their breaths. 

"That was fun," Doris giggled as she waded toward Davie keeping a respectable distance. That was a good thing lest she see that he was showing signs of arousal, by the growth of his manhood. Thru the refraction of the waves in the pool, Doris could make out a large mass that hung between the young mans legs and it caused a knot to form in her stomach.

"What the hell am I doing here with this young stud," she thought, and at that very moment he complimented her.

"Your in great shape, Doris" encouraged by the brain in his cock.

"For an old girl, you mean?" she countered.

"Not at all. I enjoyed looking at you. Am enjoying."

"You're making me blush, David. You're the one who is a pleasure to look at."

Davie was becoming aroused by this banter and decided to take a bold step.

"Would you consider letting me have a better look at you, Doris?

"I don't know if...." She never had a chance to finish her response because her companion suddenly and provocatively began swimming around her, encircling her in a froth of foamy water. As Davie enveloped her, Doris tried to remain facing him by turning herself around this way and that. They were both laughing at his antics but it had an affect of soothing their nervousness.

With each spin of her body, Davie watched her large breasts splash at the surface. She felt his stare and took hold of them, each hand cupping one. He stopped swimming, stood in front of her and placed one arm around her waist. It sent a shiver straight to her head. He placed his other hand on her hip and pulled her close to him. Releasing her breasts she allowed her body to be guided by this strong male and she fell into him. 

His cock was not fully erect but she felt it's length against her belly and on her crotch. Emitting a deep groan of pleasure she wrapped her arms around him and pulled against his torso ever tighter. Her breasts crushed into him and he felt her grind tenderly into his body.

"I'm sorry." Doris pulled away, embarrassed by her uninhibited behavior.

"I was the one who asked to see more of you. Come here." he insisted as he took her hand and pulled her thru the water to the steps of the pool. Davie directed her to sit so that she was in up to her waist. He sat a step below her, and placing one arm around her waist again and gazed up to her face. He was charmed by her beauty. He now saw a woman with bright caring eyes and a sensual mouth with full red lips and bright white teeth. Leaning into her, he kissed her deeply. She returned it and fell into his hold as he placed his other hand around her throat, then slipped it down slowly across her upper chest, to finally cup a breast.

Their kiss was long and intense. Doris hadn't felt that kind in such a long time that she threw both hands around Davies' head and devoured his mouth. Her tongue explored his, pushed onto his teeth, inside his cheeks and licked his face. He pulled away and bit at her throat and shoulders. With both his hands under Doris' her armpits, he pulled her to him and put his mouth on her tits. His face lay between them and she shook them in his face. She slapped him with her swinging globes. He licked and bit her nipples and she yelped in pleasured pain.

Doris reached down searching for Davies' cock and found it easily because it now was engorged with blood, standing out of the water like a piling. Looking down while her lover continued to enjoy her heaving tits, she watch it bob and splash with his movements. Doris was enthraled by the sight. She caressed the purple head, feeling the silkiness, she stroked it with her small hand, not able to encircle the full circumference and she wiggled it to feel it's weight.

No sounds emitted from them except the splashing of the water against their violent moves until Doris hissed in Davie's ear, "I want to suck you!"

With that, Davie moved to sit on the steps so that his cock was clearly out of the water and Doris knelt between his legs. She took hold of the rigid object and bringing her face to it, first licked around the crown of the head. Her tongue swirled around and around then back to sucking on the tip. She licked at the piss slit and with just an inch or two in her mouth she pumped up and down allowing her saliva to leak out and drip like a candle where she would use it to lubricate the shaft to stroke it. Doris played with his sack with her free hand, rolling his encased balls.

Davie watched the engorged head disappear into her mouth and then her head continued to drop onto him. With her mouth spread wide, it seemed to devour his cock. Inch by inch it slid down her throat until finally after getting half of it in, she pulled up gasping for air.

"Oh my, that was good. Your cock is delicious." 

Gripping her head roughly with both hands he shoved her face down to his crotch and as her mouth opened he pumped it into her. Fast, short stabs.

"Oh dammit, suck my cock," he growled and she gladly responded with resolve.

"Umf, ugh, umf," muffled sounds came from her stuffed orifice. Doris welcomed the roughness. She had missed it for so long. Being forced to suck a mans cock was a pleasure. Her one hand went between her legs and she grabbed at her pussy. Rubbing hard while having her head pounded onto this massive penis was getting her closer to where she had needed to be for a long time. Fingers pulled at her open gash and the warm water entered her.

Davie saw that she was playing with herself and his desire grew to fuck this older woman. He pulled her up from her position and she climbed onto his lap knowing his next move. With his passions at there zenith, his hands fondled Doris' ass and back and tits and legs. He marveled at the smoothness of her skin and his intense desire for her. Her legs straddling his, she reached down griping his now pulsing cock and positioned it to the opening of her vagina entrance. She slowly stroked it against her opening and felt the fat knob cause her clit to protrude from it's hooded shelter. Davie was so hot he kept trying to shove into her but she held him off to acquaint her tight hole with the enormous opening she would need to take him in. 

In order to slow him down, Doris used the skills that had laid dormant in her for so long. She pushed her breasts into his face to have them sucked. She mashed them into his mouth, she rubbed them side to side and all the while she concentrated opening her hole up to receive the pleasure of him. Finally the muscles in her groin relaxed and his cock slid in to half it's length. Davie groaned loudly and she stifled his noise with a swollen nipple. She pulled up so that the shaft was free of her and again she played it against her clit. Her cavity now desired to be filled and as she sat down on his cock she felt the first signs of her hot fluid escape from her hole and froth at the opening. Down she plunged taking more and more of him. Her vault stretched ever wider and Doris felt as though his prick would split her open. 

Gaining control of his emotions, Davie began to enjoy his rider now. He reached around his mate to grab both handfuls of her ass. Although firm she had ample flesh to clench and squeeze. Now he controlled her motion to his advantage. Lifting her by the ass, his slid her pussy up so that his cock nearly disengaged and then slowly plunged her down on to him again. He repeated this motion with ease as the water gave Doris' body buoyancy. She arched her back so that the shaft entered completely to the base. She felt his balls striking her anus and whispered for Davie to slip a finger in her puckered sleeve. He complied and as she adjusted to one he slid a second in. Throwing her arms around his neck, Doris was now pumping up and down wildly.

"Oh my god. Oh fuck. Oh fuck." she cried out, her words matching each downward thrust of her torso.

"Come on. Come on. Fuck my cock, you whore," Davie sang out with her.

His word inspired her. She always loved being treated like a slut by Harry. She delight in being this boys whore now. Doris felt his cock swelling with each thrust and slam of her pelvis. He had a vise like grip on her torso and controlled her like a pile driver. Flesh rippled on her ass cheeks and her tits flung about wildly until he pushed his mouth on one blood engorged nipple then the other. His teeth bit and pulled on the rosy pink aureolas making her shriek and she pulled his head into her by his wet hair.

The water that they still laid in was a torrent of sound from their wild movement as waves hit the side of the pool. The water that sloshed between the two thrashing bodies rubbed Doris' clit as if fingers massaging her. It was coming. Her head was becoming lighter as the thick probing cock drilled deeper into her orifice. Getting nearer. The pounding of Davies' fat prick sent convulsion thru her body and she felt uncontrollable spasms begin to take over her whole being. Now. Now. Her back arched and she gripped his strong shoulders taking over the pumping action of her torso. Yes. Yes. Never allowing his cock to escape her drenched pussy she took the strokes in full measure to bring her climax to it's crest. Finally, it hit. Her body stiffened.

"F-u-c-k m-e-e-e you bastard! She hissed thru her teeth as she pulled at Davies' hair and banged furiously on his lap. She was a wild woman with years of dormant hot cum exploding out of her body. She felt three waves come over her and wanted more, so she refused to cease her movements. She climbed higher and higher still. Her hips bucked onto him as waves of intense pleasure swept over her. 




Davie Ch. 04



Davie erupted inside her with the first orgasm he felt her getting, and each time she cried in his ears for more, his cock was encouraged to pack another load into her lathered hole. They seemed to heave together for an eternity and even when they were spent of body fluids he continued to slide in and out of her with the encouragement of her motions. He laid back and while her body was upright, Davie fondled and caressed his partners breasts. He lifted and massaged them and pinched her hard nipples. And she continued to twitch and convulse.

Now she slid off of his staff as it relaxed and looked at it lay against his belly, rolling with the waters motion. A thick glob of seamen oozed out it's small mouth, and before it could float off, Doris bent forward and scooped it up on her tongue. She let it rest their until she could show Davie her treasure and then swallowed it down her throat. Doris smacked her lips and they both laughed.

"I've had that in me for a few years, David. Thank you."

"I should be thanking you, Doris. You really taught me something tonight."

"Well, I really like you, David, and I would love to have a repeat performance if you would allow me."

"Anytime any place, Dear Lady."

"Well, I tell you what. How about you call me from work sometime before you get off. I'd like to treat you to some of my past interests. Would you do that for me, David?"

"I would like that. Now, since we got to know each other, how about a moonlight swim with me."

"Sure, young man, and maybe you will swim nice and close to me."

They both entered the deep water again and quietly plied through the blue liquid, each thinking of the other's beauty, each inspired to reawaken their closeness.



Davie Ch. 05



"Hi Doris. It's Davie."

"Hello David. How are you?"

"Fine, thanks. Listen, you said to call you sometime when I'm getting off of work and had a free evening."

"Yes I did, didn't I. I guess your all cleaned up and ready to go home."

"No, actually I just got back from a pretty dirty job and I'm filthy. If you give me some time I'll run home and clean up.

"Listen, David, I'd prefer if you came just as you are. I'm really turned on with the thought of your dirty, filthy, sweaty body all over mine. You wouldn't mind turning an old girl on, now would you?" She couldn't get his body out of her mind and fantasized fucking him on the fire engine rolling around on the rough hoseline. Sweat dripping off his muscles.

"Doris, I can be at your place in twenty minutes. And I'm coming to see a very hot attractive woman!" he insisted.

"What ever you say, lover boy. Listen, there are a couple of rules though. Okay?"

"Sure, what ever you say."

"Alright. You turned me on the other night when you called me a whore while we were making love. Uh, fucking. I want to be your slut when I'm with you, Okay."

"Okay."

"This may sound crazy, David, but you'll understand. Remember the word "banana". It's a safe word. If either of us wants to stop what ever we are doing at the time, we say the word "banana". No matter what. Got it."

"Yep. Got it."

"Enjoy yourself with me, David. The skies the limit. Please fly with me."

"We'll be over as soon as possible."

"We?" Doris asked surprised.

"I'm sorry. I mean me. Tom needs a ride home and I'm dropping him off since he's your neighbor. I'll see you soon," he said and hung up.

Doris sat back in her chair and envisioned a different scene now.

Davie had talked to Tom about his evening with Doris in the pool, since he knew he was going to have to explain his going to visit her.

"Wow," Tom thought, "your fucking old lady Benson."

"Believe me, my friend," responded Davie, "old doesn't even belong in the equation."

When Doris answered the knock and opened the door, Tom was standing behind David with key in hand ready to part company and go off to his own apartment. She stood there in a black, sleeveless, floor length satin gown, tied at the waist and four inch tall stiletto, open toed black heels. Her cherry red toe nails looked like candy pleading to be licked off of her feet.

"My god, you two are filthy," she exclaimed.

Doris had no idea the boys would look like they did. They had washed the loose dirt off their faces and hands but they still showed signs of their hard dangerous work. Their company had fought a serious house fire, rescued two people and the overhaul work was tedious. Davie stood in the doorway in his dark blue slacks and his blue shirt was opened to his navel showing the lack of an undershirt and Tom was wearing a soiled white t-shirt and the same uniform slacks. He stood there with his dirty dress shirt flung over his shoulder.

"Come in," she said as she ushered Davie in. "Tom, do you want to come in for a beer."

Tom was hesitant about the offer, but with Davie's look of approval followed the two in and closed the door behind him. Doris went into the kitchen and brought out two beers and a glass of wine for herself and stood before the boys. As she handed them the bottles, her guests looked their host over. Blazing red hair cascaded over her white freckled shoulders and the black satin material framed her large chest that pressed so tightly against it's bounded covering. Tom saw what Davie had discovered earlier, that she was beautiful. Her red lips were was full and her green eyes smiled at you and caused your spine to quiver.

"Here's to you two brave men and to being here with me." They all touched their drinks together and drank.

While the boys sipped their beers, Doris approached Davie and stroked his thick black hair. She grabbed handfuls of the waves and pulled at it provocatively, but with tenderness. She touched his arms and stroked his shoulders.

Tom felt that he was in the way and finishing his beer, set the bottle down on a nearby table and walked to the door quietly.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Pal," he said as they looked over at him.

"Do you really have to go, Tom?" Doris said as she slid over to him and, taking him by the hand, pulled him back into the room without waiting for a reply.

"Davie, why don't you get us refills and join us in the back room."

Davie complied and as he walked into the kitchen he looked over at Tom and winked, thinking to himself, "Oh boy, I do believe we are in for some fun tonight."

When Doris and Tom reached the door of the room, she stopped and looked up into his face. He could not get over how attractive and hot she was. Her green eyes bewitched him. This was the closest she had ever been to him and took in his good looks. He stood about five foot eleven, she guessed, and had a short brush cut of blond hair. He was strong looking but not like a muscleman. She hated the look of guys who lived for barbells and were stiff as boards. He was clean shaven with sky blue eyes.

"Tom, I'm sure Davie told you about our outing in the pool the other night," she said in a coy, shy tone, "I hope you won't think less of me."

He started to say something and she put a soft warm finger to his lips.

"I hope you will think more of me," she added in a husky, sexy voice.

They both laughed and Doris stood on her toes to give Tom a warm, deep kiss. He responded pulling her in tightly and continued the kiss, long and soulful.

When Davie returned with the drinks and handed them out, Doris turned the door handle, pushed it open and escorted her two guests in by their arms. Inside they were bathed in soft candle light. The room was like no other they had ever been in. Two opposing walls were mirrored, as was the ceiling, one wall was painted a deep rose and the fourth was padded in black leather. The carpet was a lush gray. As the guys scanned the room in awe, they saw a bed covered with deep red satin sheets at one of the mirrored walls and along the painted wall was a shelf with varied items laid out on it.

"Harry built this room for us when we moved in and we used it for our own pleasures, and to entertain some of our favorite friends," Doris explained as she held on tightly to their arms. "I haven't been in here since he passed away other than to dust and keep things in order. Today I am opening it for you and hope you will enjoy yourself in here."

I've never seen anything like this, Doris," exclaimed Tom.

"I guess you don't know your neighbors till you know them, eh?" she said to him with a glint in her eye. Seeing the wonderment in their faces, she pulled them along. "Come, let me acquaint you with my possessions."

At the table, Doris swept her hand across the items before them. A double headed dildo, rope, handcuffs, a gag ball, a vibrator, long feather ticklers, a small whip and a jar of scented lubricant. In the center of the room she showed them a device that Harry had hand built. Made of black, tube steel, it looked like a saw horse with a padded cross bar but it also had two arms that stuck up in the air with rings attached. Below it was a bench to sit or lie on.

"This is a lot of fun to use if you have an imagination," she said with a giggle. "Harry had a great deal and I loved him for it. Now, did you fellows come to visit me for any particular reason?" Doris cooed.

Before they could answer, she untied the sash of her gown and let it fall to the floor. Before them stood a long legged beauty in black hose, garter belt and a small shelf bra. Doris had no panties on and her areolas were painted with red rouge. Peeking under the garter was her small wisp of red pussy hair just above where her vaginal slit began. The rest of her vagina was shaved bare.

Doris held her arms out and smiled at her guests, "Everything in this room, now, is for your pleasure and pain."

Davie was the first to go to her. Standing at her back he reached around and stroked the top of her breasts as they floated like jelly in the bra, kissing her on the neck and ear. He slid his hands down to her sides and taking a wrist in each, pulled her back , holding her against his body. Doris' upper torso was now pushed out, forcing her tits to rise and almost fall out of what little fabric held them.

"Spread your legs open," he said in her ear and with a nod to his friend, Tom walked to the pair and faced Doris.

"Doesn't this bitch have great tits? Go ahead, suck on them!"

Tom didn't hesitate, and scooping them out of the bra, he squeezed them with both hands. Loud slurping noises erupted as his tongue tormented the gum-ball size nipples. Doris' mouth was open in rapture and Davie, placing his mouth on hers, drove his tongue in.

Doris could smell the smoke on the two firefighters mixed with the sweat of hard work and now passion.

"Take my bra off," she pleaded and when Davie released her hands she reached for Tom's t-shirt ripping at it with such force it tore from his body. Her hands now encircled his body, feeling the droplets of sweat on his back. She pulled against him, crushing her tits against his wet chest, smearing herself on him, licking his nipples, moaning.

"Oh you gorgeous woman. Oh baby, " Tom repeated again and again as he felt the heat of her, savored her lips on his nipples.

Still behind her, Davie was enjoying her round ass. At first he was jiggling and squeezing her cheeks but he was becoming impassioned and he dropped to his knees to lick her skin. Her ass was framed by the straps of the garter belt and her white flesh bulged out from the top of her stockings. With both hands he spread her ass cheeks and exposed her anus. The tight little brown hole winked at him as it relaxed and he stabbed at it with his tongue, first a quick lick then making entre with hard pushes of his fleshy probe. She had scented well in preparation for such an assault and he took in the pleasant odors as he his fingers dug into her skin. 

Pressing his face forward onto her underbody, he inspected her shaved her pussy and outer lips protruding freely a good inch downward. With Tom turning her on so, Doris' grinding and her legs spread, caused her vagina to open and reveal her inner pinkness. Davie, gently tugged at the outer lips with his teeth while he continued to grab at her ass. He sucked at the folds and delved into her like a dagger. He licked at her hooded pearl and mashed his entire face into her. He inserted two fingers into her now wet cunt hole and while she began to pump down on them he moved back to lick her anus.

As Davie's fingers and tongue penetrated her and she worked on them lustily, Doris ripped at Tom's belt with one hand while holding on to him for balance with the other. She yanked his pants open, and driving her hand into his slacks, found his rigid cock. She was shocked to discovery that he had shaved himself clean of hair.

"I'm going to love sucking your cock," she said, looking into his eyes. Although she enjoyed Davie's massive equipment she was happy with Tom's slightly smaller tool at eight inches.

"Yea," was all he could muster as this hot broad pulled at his balls.

The smell of wet smoke emitted from the boys sweating pores and the dark gritty ash on them rubbed on to Doris' soft skin. Her mind swooned and hopes that her lovers would treat her severely were soon realized.

"Tom, I think this slut whore needs to be spread and fucked. Let's take her to the bench!"

The friends now walked Doris roughly to the device she had introduced them to. She was bent over at the waist onto the padded bar by Davies' rough hands on her neck as Tom shackled her ankles spread wide on the base. Davie then secured her wrists with soft restraints, one on each post that stretched her body out and over the apparatus. Their work only took a minute or two and, stepping back they admired their captive.

Doris' ass was sitting high in the air with her torso bent in half, black stocking legs spread and with her arms outstretched, her two globes of tits swung freely in the air. Flaming red hair cascaded down, and the contrast of the white pearls on her freckled skin gave purity to the scene.

Standing in front so that Doris could view them, Tom and Davie marveled at their good fortune, and smiling at each other, stripped their remaining clothes off, exposing two muscular bodies and hard erect cocks. They also looked at each other for the first time being in this kind of situation.

"Shit, where did you buy that monster, man," laughed Tom. They had never been completely naked in each others company in such a state and were in awe of each other for the moment. 

"Maybe you can tell me sometime why you shave your prick, Dickhead," Davie quipped. "First, let's get to work and fuck the shit out of this bitchin' whore, Pal," he said hoarsely. "You jam her ass and I'll fuck her face."

Doris was thrilled to be tied up in this position and to hear Davie talk like that. She saw his massive prick only inches away from her face and she could smell the muskiness of it's sweat when she felt Tom's hands on her ass.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Of god, that stung. Please again. More," she pleaded in her mind. Each cheek was alternately being squeezed and slapped. Hard.

Suddenly Davie's huge cock was at her mouth and being roughly shoved in.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The cock was gaging her and then pulled out so she could breath and shoved in again with force.

Doris felt her pussy oozing with each stroke of Tom's hand on her reddened ass when she felt the first push against her ass hole.

"Oh god, no. Please, no, don't do that to me. Please don't stick it in there!"

Tom, having fulfilled his desires of mauling Doris' ass cheeks, now prepared to shove his hard prick between them.

When Davie heard her pleas, and she did not use the safety word, he roughly grabbed a handful of red hair and rammed his thick meat with force into her open mouth.

"Shut the fuck up, cunt mouth," he yelled at her as his shaft crawled down her throat.

Given a nod by his mate, Tom went to work on her puckered asshole. Taking a grip of his prick, he first slid the head up and down Doris' slit, washing her with her own warm cum that seeped out of her like jelly, painting the crack of her ass and brown opening, Now that the purple head was slick, he placed it against his target. Being gentle but assertive he pushed and watched the corona stretch the hole. It popped in and her sphincter clamped around. Pressing on, the girth of his cock expanded the hole yet more. Now he began to thrust with urgency. He was amazed to see her ass hole open up to become a soft fleshy hole. The grip of her sphincter relaxed so that the drive into her was as soft as an open mouth. Yet she continued to wail in pain.

"Mmf-f-f. Ugh.Ugh." was all she could shriek with ten inches of horse meat pounding into her mouth.

As little as she could stir, though, she tried to get more. Because of her constraints, the most she could move her body caused her tits to jiggle and swing. Droplets of sweat trickled off her nipples and the sound of wet body parts, smacking together, were heard over grunts and curses. Tom now had begun to pound fully into the hole with complete thrusts and Doris' ample flesh rolled with each plunge. Holding onto the flesh of her left side he reached under her and found her clit to stroke. He played with the meaty labia lips and smacked the bare, shaven vagina. His own groin, bare of hair, glistened with the froth of her as it dripped off his bare balls.

Davie's fat prick was still only entered halfway but each thrust allowed his balls to brush against her chin. On one withdrawal that permitted her to breath, Doris pleaded, "Balls!"

He took the hint and for a few moments held his meat up, exposing the large sack and allowed her to lick it.

"Fuck me. Please shoot your hot cum in me," she begged.

"Are you ready for us now, you fuckin' whore bitch? You want our loads?"

"Yes, please. Both of you. Please."

Tom stopped pumping his hips but stayed in her as Davie stepped away. Walking to a dresser Tom saw that he picked something up. Coming back to the apparatus restraining Doris, he slide under her and was able to sit on the bench and position his cock at her pussy hole. Before going further he took the items in his hands which were nipple clamps, Doris' favorite, and began to apply them. They were actually homemade, using clothespins painted black, with chains attached for weight. As the clamps were applied, Doris first jolted away from them, then surrendered and moaned. Davie, sitting on the stool with his rigid pole now aimed at her slit, pulled the wanton woman down. He slid into her, in one had movement, to the hilt.

"Shit, mother fucker. Your splitting me open," she cried out pulling away then dropping onto him again.

Her movements were suddenly stopped when Tom grabbed her ass in both hands and again pushed into her anus.

"Oh god! Help! They're killing me. Stop them please," she begged, but now when she pumped, the three bodies moved in sync of each other. With Tom over her and Davie below, Doris had one cock pulling out while one plunged in. The boys could feel the prick as they passed against each other and privately relished the strange, new feeling. They kept this momentum up for a few minutes until Tom cried that he was going to "shoot his load."

"In my mouth, Oh please let me eat your cum."

Tom pull out of her and quickly walked around to her face. As Doris was pounding on Davie, and him into her, Tom pushed his cock into her mouth so she could give him a few good sucks. Watching her tits wiggle and bounce with the weight of the clamps pulling on them, Tom's load churned in his balls. He pulled out of her and took his meat in hand and began pumping it near her open lips. The view of her nakedness and animal lust won him over and suddenly the first bolt of cum blew out of his pee slit and made a smack sound on the roof on her open mouth. Her head came back and again another load shot out, onto her cheek. With each pump of his hand, Tom brought another rope of cum flying out at Doris' face. She hungrily lapped at it trying to catch ever drop. The fourth one filled her mouth and she swallowed it with a gulp. As he continued to pump, white gobs had propelled into her hair, on her cheeks, in her nostrils and dripping off her chin.

At the same time Tom's dick was exploding, Davie was feeling his balls churn and as they began to ready their discharge. His prick got thicker and the head expanded, pressing against her inner walls. Doris knew, even as she was enjoying Tom's delivery of semen that the exceptional prize was being ready for delivery. 

SLAM. SLAM. SLAM. Her ass came down on his lap as she sucked the ten inches of stiff meat into her vault. A massive load of cum was building up in Davies' ball and she knew it was coming with her guidance.

BAM. BAM. BAM. She pounded and the flesh of his prick grew taunt.

BAM. BAM. BAM. His balls pulled up into his sack as the delivery was ready and.....

BAM. BAM. BAM. BAMMMMM. The first charge blasted up thru his tube to fly out into her wet channel of hot tissue.

"AH-H-H-H," she cried out as the hot liquid shot into her.

With each frictional rub, the flesh on Davis' stiff cock masturbated him to increase another charge and deliver it, and to follow it with another. Doris' hole overflowed with the youth's ocean of cream and it squirted out the sides of her vagina like a broken pipe, with his thrust.

Now Davie was running out of steam and Tom had fallen, to lay on her shuddering torso. Davie sat with his prick still held captive, looking up at the swinging breasts above, the chains touching his face. He pulled at them and caused Doris to gasp but not resist.

Tom got up and walked over to the table and picked up the whip. It had a small handle and eight strips of leather hanging from one end. Approaching Doris' ass he delivered a soft slash. She twitched only slightly. Another pass across the bare bottom, but with more gusto. The response was not convincing to him and now he gave a good whack of searing pain that left eight lines on her white skin.




Davie Ch. 05



"OH YES-S-S-S," she hissed and he administered two more then stopped.

Doris sobbed for a moment and Tom hearing her, bent down to her reddened cheeks and gentle licked them. He kissed and anointed the streaks with his saliva. As he laid his face on her ass, without warning, Davie's empaled cock slipped out from it's hold, flopping against her leg. Tom was enthralled by the size of this monster before him and with hesitation, but erotic interest, touched it. He could feel the hardness laying under the skin and felt the pulsing veins. He glanced down at Davie and got only a glassy smile from him so he took that as permission to explore. He took a solid grip of it and slowly stroked it.

Doris sensed the boys' exploration and wanted to partake.

"Rub the head on my slit, Tommy. Stroke his big cock for me."

Tom's own cock began to regain it stiffness and Davie, seeing it growing and being in a position to, reached out and took hold of it. With his other free hand he stroked at her exposed clitoris and fat cunt lips. Tom was pleased to feel that Davie approved of his diddling and now stroked the long staff for his own pleasure, not Doris'. He did make sure she received some pleasure by hitting her labia or reddened ass cheeks with the trophy in his hand. 

Now it made a bold move. Holding it before him, Tom put it to his mouth. He tasted Doris and a new scent. He knew the flavor of his own cum but this was different. He dared to place his mouth over the head and was astonished to think that this hot broad had taken so much of it into her body. Tom stroked down and the with a tight grip, squeezed out of Davie, what was the last of his batch of seed for the time being. The thick gob that formed out of his friend's piss hole was the size of a quarter. Tom took his tongue and smeared it all over the head and then licked it clean.

Davie in the meantime had admired his buddies cock and when Tom's last drop of cum oozed out, he used his thumb to take it lubricate Doris' clit where he was about to get her finale trembling orgasm. This last one was brought on not only by the boys playful antics with each other, but her image of their discovery.

"BANANA. BANANA. FU-C-K-I-N-G BANANA." laughed Doris. "I need a drink, boys."

Davie quickly responded when he heard the safety word and reached up to take her wrist restraints off. Tom saw his friends' actions and undid the ankle cuffs. They both helped her to stand and as she got her footing, she stretched herself. The boys admired the woman they had just enjoyed tormenting and fulfilling. Davie removed the nipple clamps gingerly and kisses her nipples affectionately. 

"What do you say we take a nice shower together and then I'll make us some eggs. Maybe I'll tell you how this room all came about and what pleasures it has witnessed."

The three lovers walked to the bathroom and as they entered, Davie and Tom looked at each other, then at their softening cocks. Davie stepped into the shower to join Doris and was smacked on the ass by his friend.

Laughter erupted and Davie cried out, "BANANA!"



Davie Ch. 06



As the apartment door swung open, Mildred stepped in, calling for her friend.

"Doris, it's me. Are you home?"

Mildred was entrusted with a key to Doris' apartment, and because of their close friendship, they both just walked in on each other day or night. This evening, Doris had gone out to visit one of her kids for dinner, and Mildred, lonely for company, came calling.

The older of the two, she being sixty-four, thought of herself as Doris' guardian. Although a little nosey and opinionated in her friend's matters, she was very loyal. Mildred divorced her husband Randy five years earlier. Randy was a choice name for the bastard because that was what he was, randy. Not with Mildred though. With her he was demanding, insulting, non-attentive and just plain mean.

No one understood why she stayed with him for thirty years in a childless, unhappy marriage. She more than suspected him fooling around, having seen invoices for more than one occupant in a hotel bill when he was away on sales meeting trips. He claimed they were male associates who roomed with him. She was never included on any of these sales "vacations". At home he would rather watch porn movies than make love to his wife, and on the rare occasion that he did have sex with her, it was fast and selfish.

She had had enough, and it came to a head when attending the funeral of Harry, Doris' husband. Randy made a pass at one of Harry's attractive daughters, forty years his junior. She waited till they got home that night and ripped in to him like never before. Never having spoke to him like that, it threw him off, but empowered her. She kicked his ass out of the house with just his clothes and warned him that unless he signed the house and contents over to her she would make his life miserable in the court room. 

So began Doris and Mildred's life in the apartment complex together. A unit opened up shortly after Harry's death, and Mildred, with a load of cash after selling her house and getting a substantial settlement from Randy, moved in next door to her long time friend.

The sad part of Mildred's life, as Doris knew, was that she had never been loved by a man and this caused her to distrust and be critical of them. When Harry was alive, Doris refrained from describing tender moments of affection or love making that occurred between them. Mildred spoke openly of her distaste for men's "things in their pants" and showed absolute ignorance to any knowledge of an orgasm.

Mildred enter the apartment, calling for Doris as she went room to room. Finally reaching the bedroom and seeing it empty from the hallway, she was about to return to the living room when she noticed the far door ajar. Whenever she was visiting, this door was always kept locked and her friend shrugged off her questions about it.

"Oh, it's a storage room for some of Harry's favorite things," Doris would say.

Walking up to it and pushing the door open, Mildred walked into darkness.

"Doris, are you in here?"

With no reply she felt for a light switch and flipped it on. The bedside table lamp dimly lite the room, but enough for her to see, causing her to stand in shock amidst her surroundings. Mirrored walls, red silk sheets, rope and chains everywhere.

"My god," she thought. "What the hell is all this?"

Walking up to the wall table, she picked thru things that were strange to her. Nipple clamps, a crop, bottles of oil and a long flesh colored rubber thing. Mildred lifted it up and discovered she was holding what looked to her like a man's penis, maybe two of them. Actually, it was a double headed dildo, eighteen inches long. 

She held it close to examine it. She wiggled it. She sniffed it. She smacked it in her hand.

"What does someone do with this awful looking thing," she wondered, with an attitude. 

Mildred was miffed with the whole scene in this room. It was decadent. 

"Why would Doris and Harry have this junk. Why put leather on this wall with chains hanging from it. What is this horrible thing in the middle of the room. It looks like something for torture." All these thoughts were whirling about in her head as she stood there still holding the dildo.

"Excuse me, are you using that?" came a voice from the door.

Mildred was startled and reacted by hiding the large appendage behind her. It was Tom, who had noticed Doris' front door open, and was checking things out. Standing in the doorway he saw Mildred, who he knew was Doris' friend and his neighbor. He also saw that she was standing by the table with all of Doris' toys. He could only guess what lay there if she hadn't put them away. 

The interesting thing about encountering Mildred was that since being with Doris the other night, and seeing her beauty, he had a completely different opinion of older women. Now Tom was giving them his undivided attention.

Just today he had a conversation with a bank teller who had attended to him in the past whom he never took notice of before. He saw that she had a lovely smile, and large hazel eyes. In her fifties and slightly plump, he would have done his business and left, but today he lingered and flirted with her. She had taken a scrap of paper and written her number down and slid it to him. He took it and gave her a wink before he left the bank.

Back to the present... Tom was now looking Mildred over. He saw that she was around Doris' age, but looked more serious. She had short, light brown hair with gray streaks. Standing in sandals she was 5' 8''and thin but not skinny. Mildred was wearing tan short shorts and a yellow, stretchy bandeau top. He saw that she was holding something in her hands, held behind her back.

"You're Tom, Doris' neighbor. What are you doing in here?"

"I could ask you the same question. I saw the door open and being a good neighbor, thought I better check it out. It's Mildred, right?" asked Tom.

"I'm Doris' oldest friend", she answered, irritated. "I have a key!"

"Oh, forgive me," he retorted as he walked across the room towards her.

Trying to change the mood he laughed, "I see your acquainted with your friend's collection. Is there anything here that you enjoy?"

"I don't know what the hell these things are," she said, getting angry.

"Whoa, I just assumed, being one of Doris' friends, well, you had your pleasures in this room."

"Pleasures, I've never been in this room I'll have you know."

"But you said you have a key," laughed Tom. "Say, what that in your hand, Mildred?"

"Don't laugh at me and I don't know what this is. I just picked it up when you snuck up behind me."

Mildred was more frustrated than angry and when she responded to Tom she held the item out from her back like a live snake. The long flesh colored dildo hung from her hand wiggling and swinging. This caused Tom to burst out laughing, but seeing that Mildred was embarrassed, he stopped. He stepped closer to her and placing one hand on her shoulder and took the double headed dildo from her.

Being this close to her Tom looked her over. She was slim with a small waist, narrow hips, a flat tummy and a plumb round firm ass. He guessed her tits were small but even without a bra on, stuck out straight under the yellow stretch material. "Nice," he thought.

"Look, Mildred, let's be friends," he said as he extended his hand.

She took it in hers and they shook and suddenly both were lost for a few seconds in their own thoughts. He felt a warmth in her small, soft hand and sensed a release of tension between them. Mildred felt her anger leave her. His strong grip gave her a feeling of safety. She had to admit that when he laughed, it was kind of infectious and she wanted to join him.

Tom held the dildo up to Mildred and wiggled it.

"So you really don't know what this is?" He was looking at her or rather thru her, she thought. She felt like she was naked in his eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Well, how 'bout I give you a little tour, Mildred? Let's get back to this later," he said as he laid the dildo on the table.

Tom put his arm around Mildred's shoulder and turned her to face the table. She was a little stiff at first but relaxed with the tenderness of his touch. Surprised how quickly she was drawn to the young man, she was also becoming very interested in what the atmosphere brought out in her. A sensuous warmth.

"Now this is a vibrator."

"I know what a vibrator is. I've read about them in magazines."

"Okay, moving along. These are nipple clamps."

"Oh, my gosh! Why would anyone want to abuse their nipples? What's this?" she asked holding up a jar.

"Well this is massaging oil and lubricant for, um, well when you have intercourse. Here, smell."

Tom stuck a finger in the jar and held a bit up to her nose.

"Very nice. Almond scented," she said, smiling.

"Let me show you, Mildred." he replied. Tom stepped behind her and placed a small amount on each of her shoulders and began to massage them. Slowly he added the back of her neck to his movements.

"It's feels warm. A good warm." she said with a long sigh.

As he continued the massage she began to feel aroused. It was a feeling that she hadn't felt in many, many years and it frightened her. She wanted to stop Tom but his touch was winning her over. 

Tom sensed it and moved his body against her back. His strong fingers dug deeply into her flesh releasing age old tensions and bitterness. Mildred was letting her body fall back against him, trusting he would hold her.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" she pleaded in her mind, "This is wrong. I shouldn't let him do this to me. Oh, my. Oh. Oh, please don't stop. Oh, touch me. Dear boy, please touch me. Where. Where should I be touched?" Mildred's head was swimming and she felt near faint.

Tom believed her near faint mood was sending him signals that she wanted to feel more. He himself was getting aroused with the power in his hands and decided to take this to another level. Slowly he worked across her shoulder and then his hands slid down onto her chest above the line of her top. He felt her take in a deep breath and then her hands came up to rest on his. She tenderly caressed his hands and fingers and them drew them across her breasts pulling her bandeau top down, exposing herself.

Her persona exploded to a new place. She had stepped over a threshold and now was adrift to find the pleasures she was denied for an eternity. She gave silent consent for this young man now to guide her and she would allow him control of her. Mildred's breasts felt like they were on fire. Her nipples were extremely sensitive and as Tom fondled and played with her and pinched the tips she bucked her ass into his groin. Her body pressed tightly into his.

"My god, Tom. I'm....Oh god.....I can't believe...."

He played and rubbed and enjoyed her fine cones of flesh. She wiggled her ass. She had never wiggled her ass before. For anything. She felt a hardness touch her and she knew what it was and now felt a power to make it desire her. Mildred put one hand behind her and searched for the place where the hardness dwelt. It was long and ran down his shorts. She found his zipper and pulled at it with difficulty, but she persisted. With a button undone and his fly open her small hands now searched for his cock.

Mildred had hated her ex's cock. Hated to see it. Hated to feel it. Hated it. She wanted Tom's cock. She wanted to feel it so bad. There it was, she felt it. It was hard but it was soft to the touch. His skin was so soft. God, it's big. She gripped it and pulled it free from his shorts and held it tightly.

Tom moaned and became more aggressive with her breasts, swirling the oil about, which caused her to moan and begin to stroke his erection. Now they were working together. Giving and receiving. Instinctively, Mildred opened her stance and sensing her change of position, Tom, keeping one hand on her chest, slid the free one down across her flat stomach to the elastic waist band of her shorts and under it. Mildred's panties felt like expensive silk and he played his fingers across the front of them just above her mound. Mildred moaned. 

"My god, touch me. Please." She reached up with her free hand and held onto his neck.

Tom was breathing hard in her ear but she heard him say "Yes". He felt her hair under the silk material, curly and thick. When he reached her slit and placed pressure against it, Mildred stiffened. This was new. This was the first time a mans' hand was touching her there tenderly, not rough. She forced herself to give in to it. She wanted it to happen. Tom's fingers played there for a few minutes and then he explored further. While he continued to drive her crazy with her nipples, his other hand was now touching her vagina. He did not linger there long but went straight to search out her opening. He found that she was wet. Deliciously wet. Mildred wasn't even aware how wet she was because of the new sensations she was experiencing. Her pussy was wet.

Tom's finger slid across her slit and peeled open her labia lips. He lurked about, enjoying the warm, wet flesh on his fingers. When he prodded for it, he found her hole to be tight. He knew the response he would get when he penetrated it, so he did it patiently. Mildred tensed when he inserted an inch of his forefinger, but as she continued to caress his hard prick with one hand and hold onto his neck, her body gave him permission to continue. He did. His finger went deeper, but with every bit of entry he pulled back to lubricate his digit and then reenter. Now he was sliding effortlessly into her and she was going crazy. Her body reacted by humping back against him, and her hand held tighter around his neck. It had been years since something, anything, had entered her. She had never had it done so patiently and now she was going to make up for lot time.

Mildred sensed her orgasm coming on but she wanted more. She felt free. She didn't want to stop but she trusted Tom would bring her back to this place if she asked him to. She trusted him.

"Tom. Stop." She was breathless. He obeyed her request, hoping it was not a final command. She turned her head, leaning back and kissed his cheek, then his ear and then his mouth

"Show me what they do in this room," she panted in his ear. "Do to me what people do here."

Tom removed his hand and she did the same, freeing his cock. He stripped off his clothing and then stripped Mildred of hers. She watched him intently as he did all this and inspected him as he stood before her. His cock stood out, pulsing with his desire. She wondered about his hairless groin but loved the sleek look of it. Naked as if it were the first time in her life, she felt no embarrassment. She admired his young body and was pleased to be chosen as an object of desire by him. She stepped to him and they embraced, kissing hard, open mouthed and wet. Their bodies touched. She felt his hardness against her stomach and he was aroused with her small, hard breasts pressed against him. He gripped the flesh of her ass in both his hands.

"Take me to over there," she said, looking at the black leather wall.

Tom took her by the hand and led her to the far wall and placed her back against it. He sensed what she wanted. Taking her one hand and stretching it above her head he secured her wrist with a velcro strap attached to a chain. He took her other wrist and did the same with another restraint. Tom now began to fondle Mildred. He stroked his hands on her sides and down her hips, wrapped them around her tiny waist and then behind to embrace and caress her ass cheeks. He dropped to his knees and put his face in her short hair and found her slit. Holding her weight by her wrists she lifted her left leg and laid it on his shoulder. Tom now had open entree to her labia and her pink flesh within. Mildred, looking down at his face and meeting his eyes when he glanced up at her, smiled.

"I've never had anyone put their tongue on me before."

"Oh my. Oh. Oh-h-h je-e-e-z-z-z," was her immediate remark when Tom's tongue entered her and his one hand pressed against her mons. His other hand held onto her ass and he pressed his thumb on her anus. Tom stab into her like a prick and she bucked her hips. Mildred, with energy heightened from her erotic posture, held her full weight on the chains and lifted her other leg to lay on Tom's free shoulder. Hanging in the air, Mildred swung with Tom's hands pushing and pulling to guide his tongue in and out of her hole. Her fluid ran off of his chin as Mildred moaned incessantly.

"I want to fuck you, Mildred. I've got to be inside of you now!"

"Yes! Now! Quick! Stick your thing in me."

Tom stood up letting Mildred's legs fall onto his forearms and rested them there. Standing upright now he gripped her ass with both hands and aimed his prick for her opening. Mildred watched intently as she prepared for his assault. Years had passed since Randy had forced himself on her roughly and tore into her causing great pain. She was fighting with these memories and longing for it to be pleasurable.

Tom placed his engorged cock head at her opening and stroked it up and down to make Mildred wet. With the head covered with her fluid he gently pushed into her, just till his corona disappeared into her. He felt her stiffen and eased out, then slid in again. His partner was so tight he knew he would be rewarded by taking his time, although he fought the desire to plow into her because of the image he held rocking in his arms. Tom knew Mildred was delirious with desire but afraid.

The young man's cautious movements put Mildred at ease and they paid off. Her tension eased and now her entrance became a hot sheath for his hard dagger. At last he could drive into her and she would welcome it.

"All of it, Tom. Bury it into me," she pleaded, hissing the words thru clenched teeth. Mildred's eyes were wide and glued to her lover's active body. Sweat poured down his forehead, his face was red with determination and she could see the strain on his powerful chest. Tom's pectoral muscles rippled and she felt the power of his hands gripping her ass.

"Suck my nipples!, she demanded. Mildred wanted to savor every thrill she could think of.

Tom leaned into her, still pumping and engulfed one of her small cone shaped tits. He sucked on the entire breast, backed off and drew hard on her nipple and then bite it until she cried out. He moved to the other on and repeated the same movement.

Suddenly her responses, turning him on so, flicked a switch and he knew the time drew near. Mildred felt it also and wanted to be in control now.

"Tom, on the bed! Quick! Fuck me on the bed."

Holding her waist he released her wrists from the restraints as she held onto his neck. Never pulling out of her he walked their two bodies to the red silk covered bed and fell onto it on his back. This is exactly where she wanted to be. Mildred placed her feet at his sides on the bed, squatting, and preceded to pump herself onto him. She could feel his full length slide out of her pussy and reach the end, but not letting go of him. Down she dropped, slowly at first, until Mildred felt Tom tense. Up again she rose slowly to enjoy the shape and ridges of the object she was impaled on. As inexperienced as she was when the evening began, Mildred was learning remarkably fast. She rolled in circles, she pumped fast and hard then slowed to a near stop when she felt that things would get out of control.

As Mildred rocked backward once, sliding Tom's cock into her, she touched a place that caused her to jump in shock. It felt so intense that she went at it a couple of times and suddenly felt different, so she stopped.

"Why'd you stop," pleaded Tom, throughly enjoying the ride.

"I was afraid I was going to pee," she whispered, embarrassed.

"I don't care, keep going. Piss all over me if you want to, you hot little bitch."




Davie Ch. 06



That talk turned her on and she found her spot again and now pumped onto his cock like a wild woman. Placing her palms on his chest, she used them to propel her lower torso up and down on Tom's stiff erection. Mildred's cunt sucked the intruder in and sought to hold it as it was drawn out of the slippery tunnel. Her hole was lathered with her body's fluids like hot, frothy cream spilling out of a cup. Rubbing the front interior of her vaginal entrance, Tom's engorged cock-head was sending electric shocks thru the delirious, long denied body of a woman who had forever been withheld erotic emotions. 

"Ah-h-h. Damn! You're going to make me come," cried out Tom, holding on to Mildred's waist as she slammed on to his body. With each smack of her ass against his thighs, his load built up, but he held onto it, waiting, waiting with all his strength to join her.

"Umpf. Umpf. Umpf. Umpf." emitted form Mildred's mouth each time she pounded her body down onto her hole's intruder. Her face, flushed red and cheeks puffed out, sweat flowed from every pour of her slick skin. Her back and ass cheeks glistened.

Suddenly Mildred stiffened for a brief instant as a unknown spasm shot through her inner core. She was at the top of her movement when it hit her and she knew it was upon her. Her thighs trembled and she dug her fingers into Tom's chest. 

"Now! Oh, shit! Oh, damn you!!" she near shrieked with joy as a gush of wetness squirted from her pussy, flushing past Tom's cock, washing over his scrotum. Down she drove again. 

At the same instant she cried out, her lover knew her switched had been hit and he lost control himself of his own orgasm. Tom's load blew up into her cervix like a hot prod and Mildred shuddered. Another stream and still another flew into her each time she came down on him, sending his white, thick, cum deep into her. And, with each thrust, she felt her own long held fluid mix with his.

SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. The sound of skin continued as the two bodies savored the moment selfishly. Finally, their bodies spent, the momentum of Mildred's thrust subsided. She was spent as was her lover. Pulling up to release the semi hard impaler, Mildred sat back on Tom's legs to savor the moment. She took his cock in her hands and stoked it slowly, then for the first time in her life, put her lips around it and sucked the last of her lovers cum. Their fluids, combined, were a delicious treat for her. 

"Tom, my god," she said breathlessly, "I don't know what to say. I never thought...." She said this as she leaned forward and kissed his face, his eyes, his mouth. She kissed him hard and long in thanks for giving her something he would never understand. He helped to free her soul.

It would take the pair another hour to disengage, to rearrange, to clean up and leave Doris' apartment and to promise to see each other again. 

That night, Tom slept soundly. His images of Mildred and Doris made him feel good. It wasn't just the sex, which was fabulous, but the tenderness of the women. He promised himself that tomorrow he would persuade Davie, his friend, to accompany him and invite the ladies to dinner at a fine restaurant. When Doris answered the door bell at noon the next day, Mildred looked like a different person. Standing before her was her close friend, dressed in a cute low cut dress, with blonde highlights in her light brown hair and a dress box in her hand.

"Hi, Mildred."

"Could you offer me a glass of wine, Doris? I have something I have to talk to you about."

"Sure, Doll. Come on in." Mildred sat down in the living room and Doris handed her a glass of wine and had one for herself. 

"Okay, what's up?" she said as she sat down.

"This is yours," Mildred said handing Doris the box. As she opened it she saw it contained her red satin sheets and a dildo. Doris gave her a very confused look and took a long sip of wine.

"Doris, something big happened to me today." Mildred then preceded to give her a running account of her time with Tom.

"So, I thought, since I used your bed, the least I could do is clean your sheets."

"And the dildo?" laughed Doris.

"Well, I thought, maybe I could use a little more practice and did some dry runs. Or should I say wet runs. You had so many kinds and Tom suggested I borrow the small jelly one with the suction cup. He was right. I used it with my hand and then later took a shower and stuck it on the wall. Gosh Doris, I feel like I've been missing so much," giggled Mildred

"It looks like Tom really opened your eye. Or should I say your legs."

They both had a good laugh over that one and chatted for another hour about Mildred's new discoveries. As she was making her way to the door to leave, she stopped and gave her friend a hug.

"Doris, do you think I could get an invitation to one of your little parties? If you start having them again?"

"Mildred, Honey." Dories laughed, squeezing her friend, " I've got two young men in mind that we should get together with some time. For beginners, that is."

"Great," Mildred said with a sly look, "I've got my eye on that big double headed thing-a-ma-jig you have." 

Then off she walked with a little skip to her step.



Davie Ch. 07



This story is dedicated to Old Bill, who enjoys a fantasy tale of mature men and women. Thank God for fantasy, eh Bill? It keeps some of us sane. It gives some of us ideas, too.

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As the sun broke through the bedroom window blinds, Mildred woke up in an aroused mood. Rising up and supporting herself on her elbows, with her hands at her sides, the top sheet fell to her waist revealing her naked torso, allowing a fresh breeze from the open window to brush across her breasts. Her nipples tingled and hardened. She looked down at herself, smiling, thinking through her planned day.

The previous evening she had sat in front of her fireplace, a glass of wine in hand, contemplating the events with young Tom in Doris' apartment. Her life, as she had lived it as a middle aged woman, came to an abrupt end when he introduced her to a sexual awakening. Now sex and her body was part of everything she thought about. She wanted more of what he gave to her that day. She wanted to experience more. So, as she stared into the fire, Mildred decided to spend one day on a sexual excursion. A day of looking, enticing, tempting, luring, pursuing and seducing anyone she came across that appealed to her. She would show herself off to the world and enjoy the attention. She would give and receive. 

Mildred swung her legs across the bed, out from under the sheet and stood before a full length mirror on her closet door. Tom had convinced her that she was attractive. He spoke to her of her soft skin, her firm ass and tight belly. He played with her small breasts and made her nipples explode in size. She had always been shy to ask the salesperson for a thirty four A-cup brassier like she had never matured, but his touch and attraction to her changed all that for her. When Tom played with her nipples, they stood out like large mounds. He called them "puffies". She had toyed with her "puffies" every night since.

Standing, looking at her reflection, Mildred touched herself lightly. She had just learned to do this these past few days. She touched her breasts, stroked her belly, felt her hips, squeezed her ass cheeks, spread her legs and pulled at her cunt hair. Sometimes Mildred would masturbate, watching herself reach an orgasm. She liked seeing the expression on her face as it came upon her.

"Today, however, is not the day to stay at home and play with myself," she thought. Mildred dialed the number of a limousine rental company that she knew of and inquired as to the rates of a day rental with driver. Happy with the price, she arranged the hour of pickup and payment arrangements for an entire day up to midnight then walked into the bath to prepare her body. First she stood at the sink and cut the curly hair from her pussy as short as she could with scissors. She then lathered the stubbly mound with shaving cream. Sitting on a bathroom stool, Mildred carefully stroked the safety razor across her skin to removed the stubble, shaving her most delicate of areas. She decided to leave a little 'V' shape of hair above her mons for a visual affect. Her last act was to lay in a bubble bath for a half hour of relaxation. 

In her bedroom, Mildred picked out a black dress that had short sleeves and wrapped around her body to tie at the waist with a sash. She decided not to wear a bra and slipped on a black thong that she had bought with the dress. Her shoes were also new. She had purchased five inch, black, pump heels. It took her an afternoon of walking around her apartment to get used to them and just to have fun, she practiced wearing the heels and nothing but the thong. That led her to the decision to not wear stockings. It helped her feel nude.

At noon, on the dot, Mildred opened her apartment door to meet John, her chauffeur. A handsome man of sixty, broad shoulders, shaved head, big smile. Exactly what she was hoping for in a driver. John was dressed in a black suit, white shirt and maroon tie. He looked the part and Mildred was to learn through the day, he was a professional. She would also find him to be non-judgmental, humorous and protective. John would also become a dear friend of Mildred's in the future. Something in a man that she needed.

As John escorted Mildred to her limousine she explained what her plans for the day were going to be. She told him that she wished to be driven through the city, no real destination except for two and that she intended to behave in a carefree, sexual, uninhibited way. She gave John the opportunity to refuse driving her if he did not approve of her behavior but she also demanded his service as a driver and only a driver. No hitting on her.

John smiled through white teeth. He liked Mildred immediately and accepted the job.

Sliding into the jet black car, smelling the rich odor of the maroon leather, the carpet under her feet, Mildred swooned with anticipation. She came out of her dream world hearing John's voice.

"Shall we start in any special direction, Madam?" John had watched Mildred bend over to enter the car and saw that she was braless. He saw the fabric spread open revealing her small breasts with hard little nipples. He wondered if she wore panties.

"Please, call me Mildred, and let's head down I95 to a see the young man who I have to thank for today." 

Mildred's first stop was the firehouse where Tom and Davie worked. She knew they were on duty that day because she had spoken to Tom two days earlier. Tom had invited her to dinner with Davie and Doris, in the near future whenever they could all agree on a date. As she entered the station she was greeted by Pete, one of Tom's co-workers and a lady's man, or so he thought.

"Hello-o-o-o and what may I do for you, young lady?"

Hearing such a lame greeting, Mildred's first thought was, "Maybe this day would not be what I had planned". Mildred stiffened her back, deciding, "I am in control of my day and I will control the events of my day!".

Mildred walked up close to Pete and smiled, "Is Tom free to talk for a few minutes? Tell him Mildred is here to see him. Would you do that for me? Please?" As she said this, she gentle stroked Pete's arm.

Pete seemed to melt and stammered, "Sure, Miss, I'd be happy too. Don't go away now."

"Oh, this is going to be so much fun," Mildred thought.

A few minutes passed and Tom walked up and gave a polite hug. Neither one wanted to bring attention to their carnal interest in each other.

"You look fabulous, Mildred," said Tom, "Did you come down here to drive me nuts?" 

"No, but those words were exactly what I needed to hear from you to get me started, Tom. Thank you." Mildred squeezed his hand. "Walk me out to my chariot."

When they got outside, and Tom finished gushing over the car, he opened the door. Mildred slipped in and Tom knelt by her.

"I'm on a little adventure, Tom. When we all get together for dinner I hope I have a story to tell you all. It's something I need to do." Mildred pulled Tom's head to hers and gave him a long soulful kiss. Her tongue darted in his open mouth and played with his.

"Shit, now I've got a hardon! I can't wait to be with you again"

Mildred laughed, "Thanks again for another compliment. I'll see you soon?"

"You bet!" called out Tom as the sedan pulled away.

Mildred sat back in the seat, laid her head on the backrest and smiled. She felt a glow through out her body but she also sensed a fear of the unknown.

"Well, where we headed, Mildred?" asked John.

"Lets go downtown, I'd like a coffee and something light to nibble on." Mildred laughed, with the driver joining in.

John was able to find a parking spot at 19th and Chestnut Street and Mildred walked the two blocks back to a fancy deli. She enjoyed walking along the city street, hearing her heels click on the sidewalk. Men walked past her and turned their heads to look her over. Men stared at her as she walked past them. Women looked at her as she stopped to look in store front windows. Women snuck looks at her as they passed her with their male companions. Hammers stopped pounding as she passed construction sites. Mildred saw it all, felt it all. She tasted a heat in the air. She felt people looking, she sensed them staring.

When Mildred reached Moe's Deli she sat at a curbside table and the waiter showed up at her side almost immediately.

"Hi, my name is Warren. What can I get for you?"

Mildred ordered an espresso and croissant. It took a few minutes for Warren to return and when he placed her food on the table, Mildred noticed that he positioned himself to serve her on the side where he could look down her dress. It had opened slightly to reveal her one breast. She smiled to herself when he walked to the rear of the restaurant and watched as he conversed with his fellow employees. By his animated motion and their glancing back at her she knew he was talking about her. What she could not hear was the young man telling the other guys how hot the woman at his table was and the great tit shot she gave him.

She decided he shall be her first subject. Warren looked to be in his mid twenties. "Probably a student", she thought. He was slim and tall, dressed in tan khakis, a blue shirt and a cute little dark blue apron.

Mildred called the young waiter to her table and asked for a refill. When he returned she asked him if he had a minute to sit with her. He told her he was on a break and. fetching a coffee for himself, sat down at her table. They talked for a few minutes about the Deli, his studies in college and the city. Then, she hit him with the big one.

"Would you like me to jerk you off before you go back to work, Warren?"

Warren's mouth dropped open. He was speechless.

Mildred didn't wait for his answer. "If I walk down that alleyway, is there a place where no one will see us?"

"Uh, yea." he regained his composure, "I'll meet you behind the dumpster."

"See ya there," Mildred said with a smile and up they both stood. Mildred went to pay her check and Warren made for the alleyway. She laughed at the way the young man was tearing off his apron as he headed for their meeting place. When Mildred arrived, he was standing against the green, steel trash container. They were in a semi dark area, dark even for the time of day. To Mildred, Warren looked like he was standing at attention, ready to be sworn in for an assignment. 

"Well," she thought, "I have an assignment for you, young man."

Mildred leaned into Warren, placed her hand on his young face and her red moist lips to his ear.

"Warren, as crazy as this sounds, I really want to jerk your fucking cock off and watch you shoot a big load of cum for me. I hope you will enjoy that."

Tense with anticipation, Warren felt her warm breath on his cheek and relaxed. 

Mildred sensed his consent and reached out to touch his crotch. She felt Warren's stiffening cock folded in his pants. 

"Pull down your zipper slowly, Warren, and pull out your cock. Slowly."

Warren did as she requested. He grasped the zipper clip and tugged downward, the sound of the metal hooks unclasping sending chills through Mildred. Once the zipper was completely down, he reached in, and pulling through his undershorts, extracted his cock like a snake being drug from it's hole. His cock hung down, exposed to the air, semi-erect and apprehensive because of this strange request, but filling with blood.

Mildred lifted it in her hand and scrutinized it. "What a beautiful body part," she thought. "But now to work."

Mildred stepped close to Warren and reaching down, opened the top of her dress and exposed her tits. She put her left arm around Warren's shoulders and took a firm grip of his cock.

"You can play with my titties if you like, Warren." she said as she stroked his cock slowly. Warren felt the blood surging into his prick and his brain screamed, "Play with her tits!"

He reached out and squeezed the small cones, pulling at them, pressing them against the owners chest. He saw the pink areolas extend and fill with blood, just as his cock was doing.

Mildred, holding on to the young waiter, pulled at the swelling erection. Not fully stiff, but growing, she was enjoying the youths eagerness. She watched as the length and width increased as her hand slid up and down the soft skin. Warren was not circumcised and the head of his cock hid beneath the hood of flesh. Mildred had never seen a cock like this and enjoyed playing hid and seek with the tip.

As Warren's breathing increased so did the size and hardness of his prick. Mildred's hand was now pumping in a steady, deliberate motion, sliding the full length. She leaned down and spit onto the head, lubricating the corona as the foreskin grazed across it. Warren groaned at the site of her doing this and his balls reacted by pulling up into his sac. 

Mildred sensed her work would be fruitful as Warren moaned.

"You going to cum for me?" she said as her grip tightened on his cock and her pumping quickened. "Come on, Baby, shoot a big load for me, come on, give me your cream."

"Agh!" Warren cried as he felt the first stream of jizm shoot out of his tube and fly in an arc through the air.

"Yea, Honey, come on!" Mildred encouraged as she pumped more vigorously. "Come on, give me more," she demanded as she jacked him off in unison with each word she said.

Another spurt, them another, then a forth load as forceful as the first flew out of Warren's body. Finally, a fifth was pumped out of him and then Mildred squeezed a stream, like toothpaste out of a tube, that dribbled down his shaft and over her knuckles. She had an overwhelming desire to lick it off her hand and enjoy the hot, white goo, but not knowing Warren, decided against it.

The young man, after steadying himself and stuffing his cock back into his pants, retrieved his apron and offered it to Mildred to clean her hand.

"Why thank you, Warren. I hope you have another to wear."

"I do. Would you like to come back into the Deli? I'll treat you to something to eat." 

"No, thank you," Mildred said smiling as she tied up her dress, "I have more stops to make. Thank you, Warren for a lovely coffee break."

Leaving through the alleyway, Mildred's exit was watch by Warren as she walking away from him. He smiled at his fortune and the memory of that morning would be forever part of his life.

As Mildred stepped out onto the sidewalk and headed to her car, she smiled to herself as passing men took notice of her. Who would have guessed of her actions just minutes ago. Arriving at the limousine to be greeted by John, Mildred slid into the seat, feeling the cool leather on her rump.

"Let's move on, John."

John had taken Chestnut Street out to 62nd and then headed south toward the airport just to give Mildred a view of the city she loved. Leaving the high-rise buildings behind them she saw the fuel tanks at the refinery and the maze of pipes feeding them. It all looked so masculine, so full of sex. John turned west onto Bradford Avenue and stopped at the light at 63rd. Mildred heard the low rumble of a motorcycle pull up along side of them on the drivers side and watched as John rolled down his window.

"Hi Frank," John called out to a motorcycle cop. His tone of voice gave her the suggestion that they were acquainted.

"How's it goin', John. Long time no see."

Unaware of their conversation, Mildred looked out the window just as the cop took off his silver sun glasses. She always loved motorcycles and the maleness of the vehicle, but men in those tight breeches and trooper boots really got her juices flowing. The funny thing is, Mildred didn't even understand this erotic attraction until her sexual awakening with Tom, her neighbor. She just felt funny when she saw these guys roar past her.

"He's really a great guy," John said of his friend as they finished talking and they pulled away from the intersection leaving the motorcycle. "He would do anything for a friend."

"Well, maybe he should be rewarded," laughed Mildred. "Swerve the car to get your friends attention, John."

John looked in the rearview mirror at his passenger and shrugged his shoulders but did as he was told. Just as Mildred had hoped, the Patrolman came after them. Chills ran down her back when she heard the short blast of the siren and felt the limo slow down and pull to the side of the street. The were in a desolate area of the city, a section where empty houses stood, soon to be replaced with a new hotel. There was not a soul in sight except for the limo occupants and the Officer who had dismounted his motorcycle and was approaching the car.

"What's the matter John, you have a problem?" asked the Officer.

"No, no problem." John winked. "I think my passenger wanted to meet you."

Frank returned John's smile and walked around the rear of the car and approached the door on the curb side. When he tapped on the window, Mildred opened the door and swung her leg, closest to the door, out, remaining in her seat.

"Hi, Frank. My name is Mildred. You're a friend of my new friend, John?"

"Yea, we go back a ways. All the way to high school. Man, that was many years ago," Frank laughed as he leaned down to look in the car at John. When he did his face came within inches of Mildred's and he took a deep breath of her scent. It flooded his head and he got a rush of excitement through his body.

"Listen, Frank. I'm on a mission today and I would like you to be part of it." Mildred touched his thigh with her hand, stroking the course, blue fabric, stretched across it.

"I'd also like to show my appreciation to someone who I know would protect me if I were in a helpless position." With those words Mildred pulled at the sash on her dress and it fell open slightly to expose her upper torso.

Frank gulped hard. Eying her small breasts and protruding nipples, he leaned into the car again, looking at John who grinned and gave him a thumbs up. Frank smiled at Mildred, a mischievous smile. 

"You know this is highly irregular, Mildred?" said Frank in a mock official tone.

"I know it is, Frank, but seeing as you're a friend of John's, I think we can trust each other. Mildred was beginning to unbutton the Officers uniform pants. She could feel that he was erect already just from their brief encounter. 

"Frank, your gun is loaded already!" she quipped. Both men laughed at her humor. John sat watching the events from the front seat, which pleased Mildred. She would enjoy the occasion more, now that she was performing for an audience.

As Frank leaned on the roof of the car and scanned the horizon for anyone approaching, Mildred pulled his stiff flesh out of his pants. It was a fat, medium length, circumcised penis with a large head. Hard, the skin was pull taunt, exposing the purple ringed corona.

Mildred sighed and engulfed the entire length in her mouth causing Frank to jerk back at the sudden wet sensation.

"Too fast for you?" she asked.

"Please, just continue," he pleaded and Mildred heard John's muffled laugh.

She did continue. She held on to his meat and moved her head to and fro, sliding her wet lips across the smooth skin. She felt the protruding veins and the rigid muscle as it glided across her tongue. Mildred felt Frank's fingers dance on her nipples and with her free hand she squeezed his fingers on her tits, showing him that she wanted him to be rougher. He did as he was shown and to reward him, Mildred took hold of his hairy ball sack. She heard him blow the air out of his lungs and she herself murmured with his meat stuffed in her cheek as she rolled his gonads round and round.

Mildred wanted to finish Frank off. She began to pump the length of his cock as she sucked on the head, faster and with a tighter grip. She could sense Frank was getting close by his breathing and the way he began to jerk his groin at her face. His hand pressed on her tits harder, mashing them to her chest.




Davie Ch. 07



Smiling to herself, she pumped ever faster.

"Holy shit," Frank called out, catching his voice. "I'm going to cum, sweetheart!"

"Come on, baby, give it to me. Shoot a big load in my mouth. Come on!" she called to him as she heard his hand slapping on the roof of the limo.

"A-a-a-a-h, DAM-M-M-M-N-N!" Frank's piss hole enlarged as a thick rope of white cream rocketed out into Mildred's open mouth. The force of it shot straight to the back of her throat as she clamped her esophagus closed so as not to gag. A second stream followed with her pumping action, filling her mouth. Mildred pulled Frank's cock away from her face, closed her mouth to hold the liquid and pumped another surge of white goo onto her face.

"Whew!" she heard John call out and turned to glance at him with her cum covered face. Before any could drip onto her clothing, he reached out with a tissue that he had nearby and wiped the heaviest flow off her chin. Mildred swallowed the entire contents of her mouth and smiled at John, licking her lips.

Frank was panting as he held his hand on Mildred's tit, caressing it. Mildred encircled her lips around his cock again to draw the remaining cum from his softening cock, pulling at it with a tight grip of her lips, pulling it as if she were a bird, tugging a worm out of it's hole.

"Enough. I can't take any more," pleaded the officer.

Mildred ceased her playful game with his prick and let it fall out of her mouth, limp.

"You were so tasty, Officer Frank," she cooed as she took small licks of his shrinking cock to clean off any cum residue, then wiped her face clean with another paper towel. Mildred straightened her dress and tied it back up as Frank was putting himself back to respectable order. 

"Well Frank, we're going to be on our way. I hope we meet again sometime."

"I don't know why I was so fortunate to be picked by such a lovely lady on her "mission" but, thank you very much. It was a pleasure meeting you. A great pleasure."

Mildred asked John to wait before driving off so that she could watch Officer Frank mount his cycle and roll off down the road. She knew she had given him a good memory and one for herself also. The growl of the heavy motor rumbled in her stomach as it disappeared into the distance.

As the limo pulled away from the curb, Mildred laid her head back to rest for a moment. "Whew," she thought, "That was invigorating." She could still taste Frank's cum on her palate.

"Mildred, if you pull that one panel down you'll find a small sink to freshen up with. The other one is holding a chilled bottle of Pino and glasses that I set up for you."

"Oh John, you read my mind," she sang out.

They drove back through town for about an hour, chatting about the city, John's experiences as a chauffeur and a host of things unimportant. As they reached the edge of the commerce district area, Mildred read a billboard. "Movies-Magazines-and Adult Gifts", painted in eye catching purple, red and black. 

"John, take me there," her finger pointing.

"Do you think it's a safe place for a woman?" she added.

"Sure, a lot of business type go in there. I've even seen women in there, but their usually with a female friend, giggling at everything they see."

"Good, I want to see what it's like in there."

John pulled into the lot and parked close to the entrance. He got out, opened the door for Mildred and extended his hand to guide her out. She was getting to really like this guys style and knew she had to tip him good when the day was finished.

"Thanks, John. I'd like to go in alone."

"I understand. I'll be here if you need me, Ma'am," he said smiling.

Mildred opened the door and walked through a foyer that was painted black, with white male and female figures in various positions pasted on the walls and ceiling. Once through the entrance she saw that this was a world she never knew existed. On one wall was an assortment of magazines of every kind of sexual interest you could think of. Naked women, men and couples, bondage, swinging, mild kink, wild kink and on and on. She turned and saw manikins dressed in bondage gear, one female wearing a dildo was preparing to penetrate a male, who was on all fours.

She walked to a glass counter, where a middle aged, sleepy eyed fella sat reading a newspaper. Under the glass she looked at various pieces of jewelry, cigarette cases, nipple clamps and various pleasure toys. Mildred realized she was looking at items she had seen at her girlfriend, Doris', apartment.

As she walked to the other side of the room, Mildred came upon aisles with racks of DVD movies. Porno movies. Going down one she looked at the titles. This section contained films of women with big tits. Feeling a little envious she moved on to the next aisles. Now she was in the swinging section.

"Hm-m-m. This is interesting." Mildred picked out a DVD showing two couples laying on a sofa in various positions. "I wonder if this is what Doris has in mind with the boys," she thought. She tucked it under her arm. Moving on to the next aisles she encountered a middle aged gentleman going through the rack. He seemed intent on finding something. Mildred stayed at the entrance so she could look him over. He was dressed well, looked really clean and was very handsome. She figured he was about forty-five years old. As she moved down towards him, he looked up at her.

"Hello," he said. "Am I in your way?"

"Not at all. This is the first time I've been in a place like this and I'm just taking it all in."

"Well, let me know if I can be of any assistance. My name is Glen." He offered his hand and she shook it, feeling a very strong handshake.

"My name is Mildred. It's nice to meet you. What would you suggest for someone who was into doing it in strange places?"

Glen took a minute to look Mildred over, and knowing he was doing it, she turned her head to look at the movie rack. He saw that she was attractive and nicely proportioned. He liked her short hair style. Nice to pull on and no fuss if it gets messed up. He hated women who fussed with their hair. She carried herself nicely and he knew she was not a regular or a hooker. He fancied the dress she had on and could see her nipples pushing against the fabric. He really liked small breasts and she was ideal.

"Well, here a compilation of scenes of people doing it in different places. See, on the jacket it shows this couple in the park, this couple under a bridge, two guys with a girl on a bus."

"Ew-w-w, a bus. Now that sounds interesting," Mildred picked it off the shelf and added it to the others. She laughed as she looked at him with a gleam in her eye.

"You know you can view the movie here for a fee before you buy it and you don't pay if you do buy the DVD?"

"Really," she said. "Could you wait right here for a minute. I'll be right back."

Mildred walked up to the magazine counter and picked two. One was the couple's one she had had her eye on and the other was an all guy magazine. On the counter she picked up a half dozen packets of colored rubbers, slipping them in her purse, and paying for everything, she took them out to John and tossed them into his lap.

"Here's some reading material I want to take home. I'll be a little longer. Look them over if you get bored."

John laughed and shook his head, but was glad for the distraction. He was getting tired looking at the dirty vendor, on the highway, trying to sell his pretzels.

Mildred reentered the adult store and found Glen. He had moved on to an aisle where the movie topic was bisexual. Picking a DVD off the shelf he was studying it. It was another compilation of male and female partners.

"Is this an area your interested in?" she asked him.

"To tell you the truth, I am, but I've never done it. I think I might like to try it."

"What do you say we watch it and see if you want to buy it?"

"I'm always up for adventure. Let's do it," Glen replied with a big grin.

After setting it up with the cashier, Glen escorted Mildred to a small cubical at the back of the room. He closed the door and the two stood there in the semi darkness. Mildred, being in the tight space with her new acquaintance could smell his maleness. It was a mixture of sweat and smoke and food all rolled into one. It engulfed her whole spirit.

Glen, himself was going through mind trips. "Why was he chosen, how did he get so lucky, was this a safe encounter, would her lover kill him when they left the store?"

"Fuck it! She seems like a nice person. I know It!"

Glen hit the button to start the movie. It began, after the credits, with a scene of a man and woman in a kitchen, cooking. A couple entered the room, who were guests for dinner. In a matter of minutes everyone was unclothed and the table was bare of kitchen utensils replaced by naked bodies, sucking and feeling one another.

Glen had been sitting in the only chair in front of the monitor, with Mildred's insistence, and she was standing to his side. Now, as the film progressed her hip were touching his shoulder. Without a thought, Glen placed his arm around her waist and pulled her to him tighter.

As they watched, a woman was on her knees, on the table, sucking the cunt of her friend, as she sat in front of her, squeezing her own huge breasts. A male was standing behind the woman on the table, licking her cunt and the other male was kneeling under the male, sucking on his friend's cock.

Mildred was getting hot and stepped in front of Glen, who already was feeling an erection pressing in his pant leg. Looking at the film past her hips, he placed his hands on them and pulled her ass to his face, kissing it through the fabric. Mildred bent slightly offering more to him. She pulled at her dress sash allowing the panels to open. Glen didn't realize what was offered to him until his hands moved around to the front of her torso to massage her belly and he felt her flesh.

Glen's new found playmate bent at the knees and spread her legs open. She reached behind to fumble for his cock and Glen quickly unzipped and pulled it free. Mildred felt the stiff pole standing up firmly on his lap, and pulling her thong down past her knees, lifting her dress up onto her lap, she sat down slowly letting the shaft slid between her legs, against her vagina which was sopping wet.

Bending down and reaching into her purse, Mildred pulled out a rubber, opened it and handed back to Glen. 

"Put this on, Honey".

Taking it, Glen slipped the lubricated, purple colored Trojan onto his erection and felt for Mildred hole. As it touched her wet slit, Mildred slowly sat back down his pole sliding in to the hilt. Glen let out a gush of air from his lungs and Mildred giggled with erotic excitement.

"Oh damn, what a hot, tight pussy!" he bellowed.

Both couples were now sucking and fucking on the screen and Mildred wanted to do everything they were doing. She wanted to suck cock and eat pussy and watch her partner suck cock and fuck her while he's sucking cock. She was going crazy. She felt Glens prick shoving into her deeply and hitting the top of her cervic. He was pinching her nipples and she was slamming down onto his lap. He grabbed hold of her hips and controlled her bouncing on his lap. Mildred's ass smacked against Glen's groin and she could feel his hair touch her bare pussy.

"God damn you got a wet pussy," he said in her ear, bitting the lobe of it.

She felt the latex sheath sliding on her flesh. Mildred was controlling the movements and took it slow and hard. She could feel the shape of his cock head and the hard ridge stroke her inner wall. She also felt him building up the desire to cum because his shaft was getting stiffer and the sounds of his breathing were getting rapid.

Looking at the screen she saw a woman squatting on a male prone body, closeups showed his cock sliding in and out. The performance was exciting her and her own orgasm was so near.

"Are you ready. Do you want to cum with me. Come on, lets get it together," Mildred moaned.

She quickened her pace and began to slam down on Glens shaft. He was grunting hard now and she was joining in his song of passion. The sound and the body movements from the movie was matching theirs. Everyone was in heat, actors and viewers. 

"Yea. Here it come. Come on Glen. Fuck me. Come on, fuck me. Agh-h-h-h-h!"

"Oh yea," he cried out, "Oh damn, yea!"

Mildred had a great hot flash course through her and she felt Glens cock explode into the latex sleeve. His prick contortions were telltale to the strength of his release. Glen held Mildred's ass cheeks, one in each hand and spread them so he could burrow deeper into her hole.

"Of fuck, your big. Come on, bang me you bastard!" She growled. Mildred felt her own discharge of cum blow out her vagina and ooze down her inner thighs. 

"Uh-h-h-o-o-o!" they cried in unison as they both exploded in their own glory. Their bodies continued moving until they had no more energy in them and then Mildred sat on Glen's wet lap, sopping wet, all about her ass.

"Who the fuck are you and I want more of you?" Glen said, laughing.

"Oh man, you said a mouthful," Mildred said, kissing him on the cheek. I'm learning who I am today. Give me your number and maybe we'll get together and learn more about each other." When Mildred stepped into her limo, John inquired if everything went okay. Mildred told him she made a new friend and that she learned more about the visual aspects of lovemaking. When he looked at her with a smirk, she busted up laughing and waved him on to hit the road.

It was now 4:30 in the afternoon when Mildred looked at the clock on the console in her luxurious accommodations. She had one more stop to make that was paramount. She gave John directions and off they headed to her final adventure.

Mildred's high heels clicked on the marble floor as she walked to the light, cocoa brown skinned secretary. The young black woman, sitting behind her desk, with big dark eyes on the visitor, smiled with her full, red painted lips. Her large breasts seemed to float on her chest and were barely covered with a soft low cut sweater. Even sitting there in her chair the voyeur could see she was voluptuous. She leaned forward as Mildred approached her and smiled. 

"Can I help you, Ma'am?"

"Yes, I'd like to see Clyde. I'm an old friend." Mildred was gazing at the black girls cleavage. The dark valley between the two fleshy mounds appeared deep and drew her into them. "What would it feel like to put my finger down there?" she wondered.

The secretary could feel Mildred eyes devouring her and enjoyed it. Many woman have gazed at her this way and she always became excited when it occurred . She had learned how to use it to her advantage.

"Who shall I say Is calling?" she asked, smiling with a disarming look. 

"Tell her Mildred. He'll recognize the name." Mildred felt as though the secretary was coming on to her with her eyes, and enjoyed it. This was a strange feeling.

"Mr. Baines, Mildred is her to see you. Would you like me to send her in? Okay sir."

"Mr. Baines said he would be with you shortly."

Out of the corner of her eye Mildred saw a figure approach and realized her ex-husband, Randy had finally seen her. This was her goal. This was where the creep worked as a realtor and she had planned this out the night before.

"Well, well, well. Hello beautiful," he said in his sleazy drawl. 

He never called her beautiful when they were married and she knew this was the way he treated other women. Now she was going to give him his due.

"Hello Randy," she said provocatively.

"I almost didn't recognize you, Honey," he said as his eyes scanned her from head to toe and back again. "It's so good to see you. So-o-o good!"

Mildred could read the leer on his face. She knew he was turned on and wanted some quick action from her.

"I'll bet you say that to all the girls, you piece of shit." Mildred heard the secretary laugh behind papers that she was holding up to her face and knew then that he probably was hated by most females, once they found him out.

Just as Randy was trying to recover from the insult, an office door opened and a handsome man stepped into the room. Clyde Baines, sixty five years old, had all his hair and a nice trim waist. Mildred remembered him from parties, as always, a gentleman.

"Mildred. Hello," Clyde put out his hand but Mildred moved past it, into his body to hug him. He was taken aback at first but relaxed and responded with the same embrace.

"What do I owe this honor too?"

"I was in the neighborhood and felt the need to stop in and say hello. I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all, Mildred. You're a sight for very sore eyes. Come into the office, please."

As Clyde put his hand to her back to usher her into his office he could feel her muscles move as her legs pumped forward. Turning to his secretary, who was smiling at him, he raised his eyebrows.

"Hold my calls, Naomi," he said walking in.

"Of course, Sir." Then thinking to herself, "I hope that chick is here to fuck him and get his mind off of that bitch wife of his!"

Randy watched his ex's ass jiggle as she left his view and wondered to himself if he had missed seeing it while they were married. When he turned to Naomi she was giving him a "your such a looser" look.

In the office, Clyde walked around to sit at his desk and motioned for Mildred to sit in a chair opposite him, which she did. 

"There is something different about you, Mildred. Please don't take offence but whenever I saw you in the past you seemed kind of shy or a little uptight. Off color humor made you uncomfortable and that prick of a husband seemed to dominate you."

"Clyde, I'm not offended. In fact you hit the nail on the head. I was all those things, but my life has changed. I feel alive now. I'm learning and doing things that I never would have done in the past. Partly because I got rid of that prick husband of mine who is out there in your office."

"I wish I could feel better. Ever since my wife left me for some guy, who ever the hell he is, I've been in the dumps."

"Well, Clyde, today is your lucky day. I'm on a mission and I'm going to let you be part of it. I'm enjoying a sexual awakening and I would like you to share it with me. Maybe it will take your mind off of your troubles."

"I'm not sure I understand, Mildred," he responded with a quizzical look on his face.

Mildred walked over to the door, noisily turning the bolt to lock it.

"Let's give them something to think about," she laughed. "How about turning on your radio there and getting some soft jazz tuned in." Clyde hesitated then did as she requested.

Standing before him in the middle of the office, Mildred stood with her hands on her hips and stared at Clyde.

"I'd like to show you something," she said, looking at him with a real sultry smile on her face. First she turned around, away from him and stood in her spot. To the rhythm of the music, Mildred ran her hands down her sides and onto her ass cheeks, caressing her buttocks. She moved her hands around and around, over the globes of flesh and bent partially at the waist once or twice. Straightening up, she lifted her dress to reveal her thighs and calves.

Clyde was confused about the sudden behavior of an old acquaintance, but didn't say anything as he watched her performance. He could not believe this was the same Mildred he had known for years.

Mildred turned back to face her audience now and as she slowly walked towards Clyde's desk she reached up and pulled at the dress sash. With a slow tug it was undone and she pulled the fabric open to reveal her naked body to her old friend.

"My god, Mildred. What are you doing?"

"Do you want me to stop, Clyde. Do you want me to go home."

"No! No, I. I'm just..." He stared at her small breasts, sticking out hard from her body with soft pink nipples. He was taken with her petite trim body, near naked, standing in front of him. He never thought of her in this manner and now here she was making him sweat.




Davie Ch. 07



"Clean your desk off. Move everything off of it."

He moved quickly and as he did as he was told, Mildred walked back to the center of the room. She stood facing him, slid the dress off her shoulders and down her back to drop to the floor. Before him stood Mildred, naked with a white pearl necklace around her delicate neck, a black thong and tall, black high heels. Turning around, putting her back to Clyde, Mildred parted her legs slightly and bent at the waist to pick up her dress. 

Her movements were very slow. Mildred's ass, enhanced by the thong's black cord running down her crack, buried itself into her slit. Like two peach halves, her vagina glistened, catching the soft light in the room. Through her legs, as she was still bent over, Clyde could see her nipples standing rigid. Taking her fingers, she pulled at the thong and stretched it over her hips, slid it provocatively down her thighs, letting it fall to her ankles where it remained. With one hand holding the dress, she put the other through her legs and slid one finger up to gentle touch her vaginal lips. Mildred wiggled it slightly then with a few short strokes, slid it into her wet opening. For her own pleasure she pumped it in a few times. 

Standing up slowly and holding the dress over her one arm, Mildred turned her head to look at Clyde. She placed her free hand on her ass and smacked it softly a few times. Clyde saw her pear shaped buttocks jiggle, the skin redden and felt his erection push against the fabric of his pants. She stepped out of her thong, picked it up with the dress and turned to face him. He stared at her bare pussy with just the small patch of hair she had left on for a visual tease.

"I can't believe this is happening, Mildred. Your so beautiful to look at. I want to touch you."

"And you shall, Clyde." Her ego was soaring as high as her confidence with his words.

Mildred laid her clothing over a chair and climbed up onto the desk, facing him on all fours. He looked at her solid cone shaped breasts jutting out from her body. Desired to reach out and fondle them.

"Drop your pants."

Clyde did as he was told, quickly. He took off his jacket, tossing it aside and unbuckled his belt, letting his pants drop to the floor, followed by his shorts. Clyde's erection stood out straight and hard, bending slightly upward. Mildred was pleased to see a sixty-five year old man had such a nice cock. She leaned down close to it and took a lick. A pre-cum drop had formed at it's slit like a pearl and she lifted it off with the tip of her tongue, tasting the salt and sweetness with her lips smacking.

"I know you're a safe guy, Clyde. Would you like to fuck me or shoot your load in my mouth?"

"Shit, Mildred, I still can't believe were doing this. I don't know."

"Let's see where this takes us then, Honey," she replied.

Mildred leaned forward again and took Clyde's shaft into her mouth. Not a long cock, she devoured it until her nose pressed against his curly pubic hair. She sucked on his cockhead, feeling the hard ridge and soft, velvety underside. Still not using her hands she pumped her head onto him. Clyde looked at Mildred's body as she sucked him. Her ass stuck up into the air and he placed his hands around her slim waist, sliding his palms up and down her sides. Clyde leaned forward and stroked her buttocks, squeezing and smacking them. He ran his index finger along her crack and ventured further to find her pussy. Her cunt was saturated and his finger slipped in without effort. It was so welcoming, he put two, then three in without any complaints from Mildred. She continued to suck him off, her head bobbing.

Mildred moaned as Clyde pumped into her with his digits and played with her tits with his other hand. He stroked her cone like breasts and could feel the nipples puff out as she became more aroused with his play. Mildred reached out and cupped his scrotum. It was a large bag holding his two very big balls. She rolled them in her hand causing him to react by nearly fisting her hole with his entire hand. Mildred withdrew her mouth from Clyde's cock and pulled at one of his balls to suck. She marveled at the sensation. It reminded her of putting a large gumball in her mouth as a kid and sucking on it forever. Seeing this was getting Clyde hot, she continued playing with his sack and because of this she was suddenly introduced to another sensation. 

Clyde, although he himself had never done this, removed his fingers from Mildred's cunt and began to caress her brown button. He wiggled and stroked until it allowed him to enter and then it was in, up to the first knuckle. Mildred was awed by the feeling but unsure. So as not to be distracted, she concentrated on her body and pumped at Clyde cock.

"Put another one in." she hissed out loud

With his dick being pumped and sucked, he slipped a second finger in. Her sphincter relaxed and he felt her anus widen so that he could pump and twist his fingers into her.

"Oh my god, I want more. Oh shit, fuck me in the ass, Clyde!" She cried in a muffled plea.

Mildred pulled away, swung herself around and set her ass down onto the smooth cold desk top. She lay onto her back and pulled her legs to her chest with her hands hooked around her thighs. Sitting down in his chair, quickly, Clyde faced her vagina. Mildred had spread her legs wide, and jutted her ass into the air. This position put her pussy up to her lovers face. Clyde had in front of him a slick, bald cunt, the delicate pink slit with it's thick pouting lips, wet from excitement. As she positioned herself, he looked over her taunt suntanned body. Her apple shaped ass was wide but not fat and her stomach had the slightest roll for a mature woman. Her breasts now stood up straight with extremely puffed out areolas. Mildred's tan lines gave her a naked look, as though he were peeking at her through a window. 

Reinserting his fingers into her ass and resuming his finger action, he leaned to put his mouth on her outer vaginal lips. He gently touched his mouth muscle onto the hood of her clit. Mildred's hips jerked back at the sensation but relaxed as the digits in her brown tunnel overwhelmed her. Now Clyde began a more vigorous drive with his tongue into her hairless burrow. He pushed in so deep, like a stiff prick, that his nose entered her steaming hole. The little knob under her clit hood now showed itself, longing to be licked again.

"Oh, god, Clyde! I'm coming! Oh damn it! Oh-h-h here it comes. Don't stop! Oh, don't stop! Agh-h-h-h! Yea!" 

Mildred banged back against Clyde's face, his prick staying stiff as it swung wildy about, with the bouncing his body was getting. His fingers still impaling her expanding anus. His mouth still lapping at her. So wild for her, Clyde now licked at her brown hole and stabbed his tongue into it, his saliva lubricating her virgin hole. 

"Stop! Fuck me there! Let me try it! Do it to me!" She reach down and began to rub her longing clitoris.

Clyde pulled his fingers free and quickly stood up. He took hold of his stiff erection and Mildred supported her buttocks with each hand, spreading them, anticipating the position he needed. Clyde placed the head of his cock against her brown starfish. It was relaxed and open, like a yawning mouth, awaiting entry. His cock entered, feeling the wet sphincter tighten like a band around his shaft. He continued a slow insertion and then withdrew slightly. Back in again and then out, in short distances to convince this strong muscle that he meant no harm. It relaxed it's hold and now her hole welcomed his full measure. 

"Oh, yes! Keep going!" Mildred cried out in a mixture of pain and triumph as she felt the fullness and length of Clyde's flesh slide through her rectum.

His balls tightened as he felt his load of cum build up and Mildred, sensing the impending cargo she was to be given, with the shaft expanding in her, began to strum across her sex with her fingers. Rubbing faster and harder, her nerve ends responded.

"Oh my, Mildred, I'm going to shoot in your ass! Oh here it comes!" he growled through his teeth.

Clyde had gripped her hips with his strong hands and was bucking into her brown hole hard and fast. The pressure of his groin smacking against her skin and feeling his sack slapping up onto her tail bone triggered another wave of an orgasm for her. Suddenly, Clyde stiffened as he ceased moving, His erection seemed to expand and grow hot in her tender flesh. Mildred felt his hot liquid blast into her tunnel.

"Oh my god," she cried out. "Oh shit, give me more. It's so hot. Harder. Fuck my ass harder!"

Clyde was driven by her guttural language. He pumped like he never did before. His own semen lubricating the bodily piston. He pumped and gripped her flesh and drooled onto her belly, salivating with hunger like an animal in heat brought on by Mildred's sexual behavior.

Clyde was exhausted and fell across Mildred's body. His cock slipped out of her hole and he felt his remaining cum ooze out of his piss hole. Catching it in the cup of his hand he spread it onto Mildred's tummy. They both relaxed for minutes then began to come to their sense of straightening themselves up.

"Good to the last drop, eh?" she laughed. "Come on, put your limp prick away and let me get up." She sat up and held his face in her hands, kissing him deeply.

"Thank you," they both said in unison.

As they dressed, Mildred found an opportunity to give Clyde a lift he needed and also a chance to nail her ex who she knew was on the other side of the door, wondering what the hell was going on in here.

"Clyde, that ex wife of yours didn't deserve you. She was a piece of shit and you need to move on. To prove to you how much a low life she is, all you need to know is, the guy she was fucking behind your back is that shit head, Randy. My ex and your own employee."

Clyde just starred at Mildred for a few minutes, then, pulling her close to him, gave her a big hug.

"I suspected them but kept denying it to myself. Thank you. And, thank you for a wonderful afternoon treat. Now all I have to do is peel my staff off my office door and get them back to work."

Clyde walked Mildred to the front door and as she walked out of the building she could hear Clyde's booming voice through the closed door.

"Get your fuckin' stuff cleared out of your desk and get your fuckin' lousy ass out of my office! Your not welcome here!" 

When Mildred walked towards the car she found the secretary, Naomi, leaning against the drivers door. 

"I see you made a friend, John. Take as long as you like, I'll let myself in." Mildred stepped into the car and casually watched as Naomi leaned in to kiss him on his forehead and hand him a slip of paper with her number written on it. John gave her a wave, rolled up the window and leaning back to face Mildred asked for instructions.

"I think it's time to head home, John."

As they drove through dark streets, Mildred thought of her day and was pleased with herself.

When John pulled into Mildred's drive he turned off the ignition, got out and opened her door and extended his hand to help her out.

"Well, I hope you had a nice day, Mildred. Your all paid up and free to go home and relax."

"There's the matter of the tip, John," she said as she held up an envelope. When John put his hand out to take it she pulled it away laughing.

"It's actually a two parter. Would you mind indulging me?" She untied her dress sash and pulled it open.

John could only imagine, but was not in the least surprised. He smiled and winked at her.

"Come sit on top of me," she cooed.

As John got into the roomy back seat, Mildred slid her body down so that he could face her, placing a leg on each side of her and putting his weight on the seat with his ass nearly on her tummy. Mildred pulled at Johns zipper, spread open his pants and shorts and extracted a long, semi erect feast. She gripped with both her small hands and still the bulbous head stuck out beyond her knuckles.

"I have met the nicest pricks tonight, John, but you're the biggest." 

They both laughed at her joke but when her mouth engulfed his swollen head the laugh caught in his throat. With three good sucks his cock was stiff enough to stand out on it's own and Mildred needed only to hold it softly. Her left hand reached into John's pants and sought out his sack of balls while her right hand gripped and pumped with energy. The length of Johns' cock swelled to a good nine inches and Mildred felt him pushing it to the back of her throat as he grew eager to cum. He pulled at her nipples, pinching the tiny tips till she felt jolts in her pussy hole.

Mildred pulled his cock from her mouth for a second, long enough to speak a request to her driver and then replaced it in her mouth.

"Call me a whore!" She wanted to hear it and knew it would get him off.

"Suck me you fuckin' whore!" John yelled. "Come on you bitch, suck my big cock! Eat my cum! Come on! Suck harder!"

Mildred swooned and sucked. She pumped her hand faster and pulled at his balls harder. John was groaning and yanking harder on her nipples. Mildred was crying out from the pain of it, but loved the burning it caused and sucked with a fury. Her hand was flying back and forth at a furious pace and she felt John's body begin to stiffen.

"Oh yea! Oh shit! Come on you fuckin' whore, I'm gonna blow my load right down your throat!"

Mildred felt it coming and pulled her mouth off his cock but kept pumping now with both hands. She wanted to eat his jizm but needed to see it unload. John released her nipples and gripped her short hair, not wanting to miss her face. Holding her lips open wide, Mildred caught the first spurt of white rope fully into the back of her throat. She almost gaged with the size of the load but forced it into her cheek, then swallowed it. With another pump of her hand a second wave of cum unloaded onto her tongue and she held it out to John like a trophy. A third massive spurt flew onto her cheek and chin. Now Mildred giggled and washed his twitching member on her face as one last jolt of goo was pumped out. She playfully spit cum from her mouth onto his cock head then licked it off, cleaning him up and letting the fluid slid down her throat. As his cock slipped from her grip, he stuffed it back into his pants and rolled off to sit beside her.

"Ah, John, what a night. I think I'm going to sleep like I never have before." she said as they were getting themselves out of the limo minutes later.

"You deserve a beautiful peaceful night after the treats you have bestowed upon many today, Mildred."

As John walked Mildred to the door she slipped his tip envelope into his jacket pocket so that he could not be a gentleman and refuse it after the pleasures she gave him tonight.

"Well, John, goodnight. I have to get my rest so that I can meet my good friend Doris tomorrow and tell her the tales of Mildred's Perfect Day. Goodnight."



Davie Ch. 08



As Debbi was steering her car down the street past the firehouse, she saw her friends Davie and Tom standing on the apron of the station talking to another guy. When Dave recognized the vehicle and waved to her, Debbi pulled over to the curb. He left the other two men, and when he reached the car he leaned down to say hello and was greeted by a female passenger.

"Well, hello handsome," cooed the well tanned young woman. Gina was more than tanned. She was chocolate. Gina was addicted to tanning beds. She had a membership in three salons and could reach any one in twenty minutes from any part of the city. She claimed it calmed her. The funny thing was, she always seemed so wired that people wondered when the calm would kick in. In the winter, she stuck out like a sore thumb among all the pink skinned people and looked almost comical.

"Hello," said Davie to Gina, politely. Then to Debbi he gave a big smile and a hug.

"What are you doin' in the neighborhood," he asked her. The firehouse was in one of the poorer areas of the city and saw plenty of fires. That's why Davie and Tom asked for this assignment. They liked the action.

"We were just heading home from a shopping spree and I suggested we swing by. Gina wanted to meet some real men." Debbi was looking for any excuse to see the boys again.

"Hee-hee," Gina giggled, "yea, you a real hero, Honey?"

"Oh, I don't know about that, Gina. We just do our job."

"Come on over and I'll introduce you to a hero, girls." Davie opened Gina's door and Debbi let herself out and joined the two as they walked to the station entrance.

When Tom saw who was walking over he let out a soft moan.

"Here's trouble. This little bitch is a pain in the ass," he whispered to his companion. Unknown to Davie, Tom had met Gina in a club one night and did not enjoy the experience. She came on to a friend of his but when she found out he worked for the city's sanitation department she began putting him down with insulting remarks. 

As Davie escorted the two young women up to meet his friend, the oldest of the group had a bottle of water up to his mouth, and suddenly water shot out his nose and mouth when Gina walked up to them and he saw her t-shirt. It was yellow and tight and barely covered her very large breasts. Imprinted across the front in black letters were the words, "You Want To - Don't You?." She was about five foot four, rust red dyed hair and a killer body packed in that small frame. Gina was dressed excessively provocative in skin tight jeans, high heels and that t-shirt. Debbi, he noted, looked classy, wearing jeans, a pair of flats and a short sleeved, white shirt with the tails out.

Gina stepped up to him and snickered. "What's up Gramps? Your Geritol go down the wrong pipe?"

The three onlookers stared at the scene for a minute until Davie broke the silence.

"Ladies, I'd like you to meet my former Captain. Bill, this is my friend Debbi and her friend Gina."

Putting away his handkerchief, having wiped the water from his face, Bill extended his hand to the girls. Debbi took it and felt a powerful strong but gentile grip. Gina tried to direct a high-five to Bill but it went misguided and their hands clumsily struck one another.

"So Davie tells me you're a real hero, Bill, or is it Old Bill," laughed Gina. What'ca do, save a cat from falling out of a tree?" As she spoke she made it a point to thrust her breasts forward.

Davie and Tom were embarrassed by the remark and Debbi nudged her friend on the arm, but Bill just laughed.

"Well, I'll tell you Gina, that was one scared pussycat and we made one little old lady happy." Bill turned to his former coworkers and winked to signal them to take the girl's comment lightly.

"Well boys, I'm going to head home. I'll see you later. Ladies it was a pleasure and Gina, don't play with fire. You may get burnt."

Bill began to walk up the street and Debbi turned on Gina.

"Why'd you have to be so rough on the guy, Gina?"

"Oh lighten up, Debs. He's an old geezer and he'll probably go home and yank it thinking about us!"

"Debbi, we have work to do, I'll call you." Davie was angry and had to get out of site of this fresh girl. Tom was happy to follow him.

"Okay. I'll see you both another time." Debbi felt sick about the encounter and was furious with Gina. "Boy you really fucked up that little meeting, Gina!"

The girls were quiet all the way to Gina's house where Debbi dropped her off. After they parted Debbi drove home feeling badly for Bill and the way he was treated by her friend. She laughed to herself thinking she really didn't enjoy Gina's company. She was always coming on to guys, getting them all excited with her sexy talk and body language and then put them down if they made a pass on her. She continually dated losers and guys who were mean to her. The girl had serious issues.

The next day, a sunny afternoon, Debbi was walking out of a pharmacy when she spotted Bill coming her way carrying a paper bag. He saw her, and recognizing Debbi, smiled.

"Hi, Bill. How are you doing?"

"It's Debbi, right?" When she nodded, he continued. "I'm fine. It's nice to see you again."

"Are you shopping? Heading home, Bill?"

"Yea, I just took a walk and figured I'd pick up a six pack of beer. What about you?"

"Oh just picked up a few things. Girlie stuff, you know. Want a lift?"

"I don't want to take you out of your way, Debbi."

"Ah, that's okay. I'm off today and I've lot of free time. Come on, my cars over there."

They both got in the car and Bill gave her directions as they drove to his house. When they pulled up to the sidewalk ten minutes later Debbi shut the engine off and turned to her passenger.

"I'm really sorry about my friend's remarks yesterday, Bill. There was no excuse for her behavior. Of course, that's how she behaves all the time."

"Don't give it a second thought, Debbi. I've dealt with fresh young girls in my day. You two are like water and oil. How do you mix?"

Oh, I just get together with her for necessity. I really feel sorry for her but she pisses me off whenever I'm in her company."

"I know what you mean. I had a friend like that but he's dead now. Died on a job. You couldn't tell him anything. Knew it all. Got him killed." 

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Bill."

"Seems like a long time ago. Listen, you hungry? I could put a couple burgers on the grill. Have a beer?" As soon as he said it, he felt foolish. He knew he had to be about forty or maybe even fifty years older than her. There was a moment of silence between them. He read her hesitation to answer him as a negative.

"Well, yea sure. I just had to think for a minute if I had my shopping done."

"You don't have to. Maybe you have a date or other plans."

"No, Bill. Honestly. I'd love to sit and relax with you. Come on," Debbi laughed, " let's get your beer on ice before it heats up in this car."

Bill led the way thru the side of is small bungalow to the rear yard. When they stood on the flagstone covered patio, Debbi surveyed the yard and was impressed. The grass was lush green and all along the redwood fence, encircling his property, was an explosion of color. Wildflower's and roses and bushes with beautiful small buds on them, ready to open. Next to the patio was a large grill and on the opposite corner, shielded from the neighbor's eyes by an arbor, sat a Jacuzzi.

Bill was pleased with his guests' interest in his place. He took a great deal of pride in it and worked very hard at putting it all together.

"So, how's about that beer?" Bill didn't get a response right away because the young woman was responding to the serenity of her surroundings. 

"What? Oh sure. That would be great, Bill."

When her host returned with two bottles, one for each of them, Debbi was sitting in a patio chair and looked Bill over as he opened the beers. He had on tan khakis, a yellow golf shirt and brown loafers. She wondered what his reputation was with woman because his outward appearance spelled "older gentleman and hunk". She loved his salt and pepper crew hair cut and his features were very rugged and chiseled. His manners were old school, hold the door for a lady, hat off when indoors, ask a girl out. Not like the twits she meets where a guy wants to meet you somewhere, wears jeans all the time and always has his hat on backwards.

While Bill cooked up a couple burgers and the two of them ate and had another beer, Bill told his story and Debbi, her short one. Bill had been married, but his wife of forty years passed away five years earlier. He retired from the fire department as a Captain at the mandatory sixty-five, three years ago.

"You're telling me your sixty-eight?"

"Yea, why you ready to say goodnight," Bill asked, laughing.

"No. I just took you for about sixty. That's not why I'm here anyway."

"Why are you here, young lady?" Bill had a disarming way about him and although it made her squirm, she found it attractive. She was very attracted to him but she wasn't going to tell him that, yet.

"Well, your beer is cold and you're a good cook and," she looked over at the Jacuzzi, "and it sure is a nice night to sit in that," she said pointing to the hot tub.

"Yea, your right, it is. In fact, I probably would be sitting in it now if I didn't have company. I'm sorry I don't have a suit to offer you."

Bill took a sip of his beer and Debbi took a big gulp of hers to build up the courage to make her next remark.

"Well, if it's a matter of the lack of a suit, I'm sure you would be a perfect gentleman and respect me even though I went in naked." Debbi held the bottle to her mouth so as not to seem too anxious.

"Whew. That would be a first!"

"Really? Didn't your wife and you enjoy the thing naked?"

"I didn't live here. I bought this place after she died."

There was silence again because he felt awkward and she was embarrassed. Then Debbi took another gulp of beer, stood up and opened her arms wide.

"Do you have a big towel for me, Bill?"

Bill laughed and led Debbi into the guest room where he gave her the towel and returned to the patio to start the Jacuzzi up. He turned on a radio on a shelf, to a smooth jazz station. Within minutes she was standing next to him, wrapped in the towel, with two more beers.

"I hope you don't mind, I went in the kitchen and helped myself," as she handed him one.

"Not at all. I'll turn my back and you can get in. I think the water temperature is just right for tonight." 

When Bill turn away he found himself facing the glass door of the patio entrance and in them he saw Debbi drop her towel, slowly climb over the tub side and ease into the water. He stood frozen as he looked at her young, round shapes.                                         

A knot formed in his stomach seeing her ass cheeks jiggle as she stepped in and when she leaned forward to hold onto the tub side, her large breasts swung about freely Debbi's dark hair laid on her shoulders and enhanced her white skin. 

"Okay, I'm in. Gosh, this feels great."

Bill walked over to the tub with their beers and, at arm's length, handed Debbi hers. The swirling currents covered her well and she kept her body below the water, but as she reached for the bottle, one breast popped up and revealed her large pink nipple.

"Oops," she giggled, "that was an accident. Hey, why don't you come in, Bill. It's heavenly. Come on, we'll talk some more. I want to get to know you."

Bill tightened his mouth like he always did when trying to make a tough decision then thought, "Hell, why not."

"I'll close my eyes, "she said, but she didn't. She peeked thru tight slits.

Bill removed his shirt and pants and laid them on a chair. Tugging off his socks and shoes, he bent over, pulling his shorts down and Debbi saw his long, soft cock fall against his legs. She felt her face redden and, out of respect, she tightened her eyes closed as Bill stepped into the tub and sat down on the seat, chest deep facing her. Water splashing against a slight bit of gray hair formed small diamonds of droplets on his chest.

"To answer your question, I moved here for a diversion. The house was a dump and it gave me a lot to do to fix it up and to keep myself busy. As you can see though, I kept at it. The only problem is, I haven't shared it with many people and you're the first person, besides myself to be in here."

"Well, I'm honored." smiled Debbi. She took a sip of beer and placed the bottle on the ledge and laid her head back. In doing so, her chest became more visible with both breasts rising to the surface, slightly. She new it but didn't care.

Bill didn't look away, but drank his beer and admired the young woman. The music hummed softly and he looked at her flesh, streaks of water rivulets sliding off her mounds. The ends of her hair were wet and floated on the water. Debbi's eye's opened dreamily and she stared at him, knowing he was looking at her body and enjoying the desire she felt in herself.

"Your really an attractive woman," Bill said softly to her.

Debbi moved her right leg in the water to touch Bill's left and he jolted when he felt the contact. It was like a hot poker, but he settled himself. He had been alone for five years, never dating, naver being with the opposite sex. Now he was alone and in a hot tub with a young woman, both naked. Debbi rubbed her calf against his softly as she stared at him. He stretched his legs more to relax and Debbi's foot was now touching his thigh. Bill smiled at her.

"I hope you don't think I'm being fresh, Bill. I'm attracted to you and I'm enjoying the moment."

"It's not that. It's been a long time and besides I don't want you to think I'm taking advantage of you."

"You're not, look I'll show you," whispered Debbi. She lifted her leg and slid her foot over Bill's thigh and positioned it on the inside of his leg. Now she searched and found his flaccid cock, floating under the water. She touched it gently, moving her foot back and forth causing the member to swing side to side. Bill's expression and the feeling of his cock growing against her toes thrilled her. She was doing nothing more than playing with a cock, with her feet, and she felt powerful. She savored his soft protrusion becoming rigid and the sluggish, sideward movement ceased with the blood being pumped into it, making it a rigid pole. Debbi moved her toes like fingers, stroking and caressing the stiff shaft.

Bill was breathing hard but tried to control his emotions. He took hold of her foot and lifted it out of the water, to his mouth. Holding it in both his hands he kissed each toe then stuck her big toe into his mouth, sucking on it. Debbi let out a moan and reaching out with her free hand, pulled his left foot to her crotch. With her toe being sucked on, she touched Bill's toes to her vagina.

"I'm going to make myself cum with your foot, Bill. I've never done this before."

"Neither have I," he said hoarsely. Bill felt Debbi touch her slit with his toes and instinctively moved them like fingers to feel her opening. While he continued licking her foot, she slowly drummed his toes across her opening with more fervor and, with her eyes closed, began to moan. His toe touched her hooded button and a shiver coursed thru her. Bill watched her and, letting her foot slide back into the water, he laid it against his now stiff cock.

Feeling this, Debbi forced herself to stop her playful dalliance and, leaning forward on her bench, she slid onto her knees in the tub, forcing herself between Bill's legs and laid onto his lap. She supported her weight with one arm on his stomach and with her free hand took hold of Bill's erection and began to pump it as she looked up into his face. Leaning down but keeping her eyes on his, Debbi put her mouth around the swollen head and playfully made hard sucking sounds while dragging her lips across the purple ridge of the corona. 

Bill sat looking into Debbi's beautiful dark eyes, which only seemed to make his shaft harder. He leaned down, pulled her face away from his cock and kissed her, deeply, thrusting his tongue into her open mouth. Her grip on his cock tightened and her tongue lashed about his. Bill's hands now slid down Debbi's wet back and sides. He stretched further to caress her ass cheeks and returned to her torso to reach under and take hold of her breasts that were swinging under the water. Holding and squeezing them Debbi emitted favorable whimpers, all the while the water swirled around them both.

Suddenly Bill wanted things he had been deprived of for so long. He wanted to taste a woman, look at a woman, ravage a woman. Bill sat erect and lifted Debbi's torso in the water, holding on to her ass. She sensed what he was attempting to do and helped him. Placing her arms on the ledge of the tub with her back against the side she allowed her body to become buoyant. He came forward and lifted her crotch out of the water, to his mouth.

Bill saw that Debbi's mound was shaved with just a small patch of hair above her slit, cut in the shape of a heart. She reached down to touch herself, then with two fingers opened her sex for him. He fell to her hungrily, pressing his mouth to her, lapping her inner walls, spearing her with his tongue. Bill watched her large breasts heave and torrents of water splash against them. She knew she could have a wild orgasm but wanted it with his cock. 

"Oh god, Bill, I want to feel you inside me. Please fuck me."

"I don't have any protection," he whispered to her.

"I'm on the pill." With a sly smile on her face, Debbi climbed up onto Bill's lap, placing her feet on each side of him, on the bench he was sitting on. Squatting over him, above his upright pole, she felt it enter the folds of her cunt. The ooze of fluid from her, lubricated her hole so that he slid in like an oiled piston. Debbi grunted as she descended on him. He was so stiff she felt as though she was impaled on a hot iron rod. It was a good pain.

"Geez, I never thought I'd feel this again," Bill said with halting words. Debbi was now pumping on his shaft, her arms wrapped around his neck. Bill took hold of his lovers flailing breasts and massaged them hard as sounds of her ass smacked the water. Even with her tight physique, the flesh on Debbi's body rippled and shook. She pounded against Bill, wanting to give him a long awaited fuck and a great orgasm for herself. She wasn't to be disappointed on both counts. With her ass spread, she felt her tiny brown hole relax and water tickling the dark orifice.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry, I'm going to come. I can't hold off," cried Bill. He wanted this to go on forever but Debbi was driving him crazy.

"Good! Come on! Shoot your load in me. Come on Bill, Squeeze my tits! Fuck me harder!" 

Debbi's taunts inflamed her partner, she felt his maddening power being forced into her, growing thicker and going deeper. She could feel the shape of his cock, the corona growing fatter, her juices creating the slippery froth in her tunnel.

"Now, girl, now!" Bill growled at her. He grasped the back of her neck hard with one hand and, with the other, took hold of the flesh on her waist and slammed her body onto his. Debbi took hold of his muscular arms, feeling his biceps bulge from his workout with her. 

Smack, smack, smack, echoed the sound of her ass against his lap with the water as a cushion between them.

They were silent, but low growls emitted from their throats as they both exploded together. Debbi felt Bill's hot load erupt into her and he felt her inner walls, swollen and hot, grip him.

He hugged her to his body and she responded in like form as they continued to gyrate together, their wet bodies slipping and sliding, her wet naked flesh against his. 

Debbie sat back on Bill's lap, his cock still hard inside her. She encouraged him to caress and fondle her breasts, wet and slippery, the nipples swollen and pink. He lifted and wiggled them and sucked on them. She love having big tits and equally loved them being played with, so as far as she was concerned, he could do it all night.




Davie Ch. 08



"Do you like playing with me?"

"Yes. I like the way you shaved your body. I'd like to see more of it."

"You mean my pussy. Say it. It makes me hot."

This wasn't the way Bill was used to talking but now he had someone in his arms who was all the fantasies he'd been having. He had to let go if she wanted it.

"Yes, I want to eat your pussy. I want to lick you. I want to watch you suck me off. I want to watch your big tits wiggle." He laughed at that one and she joined him.

"What do you say I spend the night and I'll make them big boys wiggle and jiggle for you all night. Come on. Show me to your bed."

Bill smiled at Debbi and helped her from the hot tub and into the house.

She was to become good friends with him and whenever she wanted to get a rise from him she called him, Old Bill, but only when they were naked.