5 comments/ 121901 views/ 9 favorites Fuck Me By: cattitude1965 I went to his hotel and knocked on the door, praying that he was there. He opened the door and smiled at me. "Come in." He said. As soon as he closed the door behind me, I was all over him. I grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him against me, backing into the wall. We kissed passionately, undressing each other at the same time. I took his hand and led him across the room. There was a big armchair in the corner and I climbed up on it, sitting on the back. I put my feet on the arms of the chair and smiled at him. He returned the smile, knowing just what I wanted. He got on his knees in the chair and pressed his face into my pussy. His tongue went to work right away. I ran my fingers through his hair and enjoyed the pleasure he knew how to give so well. I leaned back against the wall and nearly knocked the chair over. We laughed and he said, "uh, let's move this party to the bed." I laid down on my back on the cool sheets. He pushed my legs up and went right back to work on my pussy. His tongue was so hot and eager. Jesus, where did he learn to do this?! He licked me like a hungry cat lapping up a bowl of milk. He plunged his tongue inside me, sucking my clit. When the orgasm hit me, I could feel the juices flowing out of me. He lapped them up greedily. He lay on top of me and the weight of his body pressing down on mine drove me wild. I grabbed the back of his head, pulling his mouth to mine, and kissed him hard. The taste of my pussy on his lips made me hotter still. "Fuck me. . ." I moaned. He pushed his hard cock into me. He put my legs over his shoulders and fucked me hard and deep. I could feel another orgasm building inside me. "Fuck me, baby! Fuck me hard!" I moaned over and over. "Cum for me, girl. Let me feel that tight pussy squeeze my cock. Cum for me now." He said, still thrusting his cock deep inside me. My orgasm hit hard. I threw my head back and closed my eyes, letting it wash over me. He kept stroking and moaned, "God damn, girl, that feels so fuckin' good!" When my orgasm subsided, he stopped. I opened my eyes and smiled at him. He looked into my eyes, a strange expression on his face. I wondered why he'd stopped. I knew he hadn't cum yet. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Why did you stop?" "God, when you cum. . ." He said. "your pussy squeezes me and it just feels so. . ." he trailed off, at a loss for words. We looked into each other's eyes for a long time. I could still feel his hard cock pulsing inside me. There was something that I had wanted to give him for a long time now and suddenly I knew that this was the right time. " I want you to cum inside me." I whispered. He started to slowly stroke my pussy again. "No." I whispered. He stopped, confused. " I want you to cum in my ass." I said. He raised his eyebrows, obviously surprised. "Are you sure?" he asked. "Yes," I replied. "I'm sure." "Okay, hold on. . ." he said, looking around the room and starting to get up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held him tightly inside me. I put my hands on his face, turning it toward me. "The only lubricant we need is your tongue, baby." I said, smiling. Again, he looked pleasantly surprised. "I want you to lick my asshole and then I want you to fuck it." I said softly. He rolled me over onto my stomach and rubbed my back. I pulled my knees up and spread my ass open to him. He ducked his head down and licked my pussy, then ran his tongue up and over my asshole. I shivered and felt goosebumps raise up on my arms and legs. He traced circles around it with his tongue. He reached under me and started to rub my pussy slowly. He plunged his tongue into my ass and his finger into my pussy at the same time. I gasped at the overwhelming sensations this created. He fucked my ass with his tongue and my pussy with his finger for a long time. When I was very close to cumming, he gradually slowed, then stopped, his movements. I felt the head of his rock hard cock pressing against my asshole. I began to tremble – a strangely erotic combination of fear and desire overwhelming me. "Just relax, baby." He whispered. He pushed the head in and I winced and tensed up. He asked again if I was sure. "Yes." I said softly. And I took a deep breath and forced myself to relax. He pushed his cock into my ass so slowly. I wanted to cry out for him to shove it up my ass and fuck me hard, but I knew I couldn't handle that. When he was completely inside me, he was still for a while, trying to give me time to adjust to the feeling. He reached under me again and slid a finger into my pussy. I groaned. He slid it in and out of me several times, very slowly. Then he pulled it out and put it to my lips. I sucked his finger into my mouth, taking in all of my sweet juice. "Yeah, I know how much you like that. It really turns you on, doesn't it? That sweet pussy tastes good, doesn't it?" he said. "Yes." I whispered. Then he took a hold of my hips and started to fuck my ass, slow and easy. It hurt, but I couldn't tell him to stop; I didn't want him to stop. My mind was blank now. I couldn't think anything. I could only feel. I was experiencing sensations that I had never felt before. I moaned and whimpered and pushed back against him, trying to get every inch of him in my ass. Gradually, he began to push his cock in harder, faster. "Yeah, baby, give me that sweet tight ass." He groaned. I wanted to say, 'Take it baby. Fuck that ass!' But no words would come. With a final deep thrust, I felt his hot cum shooting up my ass. That sent me over the edge. My whole body shuddered as I experienced one of the most intense orgasms imaginable. We curled up under the covers and he held me until I fell asleep. When I woke up a few hours later, he was in the shower. I got up and went to the bathroom. The shower curtain was clear and I stood there for a few minutes, just watching him. "Can I join you?" I asked. He turned around and smiled at me. "Yeah, come on in." He said, pulling the curtain back. I stepped in. When he finished washing up, he stepped out of the shower and dried off while I washed up. He wrapped a towel around his waist and started to leave the bathroom, but I asked him to wash my back. Smiling, he dropped the towel and stepped back into the shower. He took the washcloth and scrubbed my back in small, firm circles. I tilted my head to the side, stretching my neck. "Mmmmm, that feels good. . ." I said. I felt his lips on neck. He opened his mouth and bit down lightly, sucking gently. He turned me around and drew me close to him, looking in to my eyes. (God, how I melt when I look in his eyes!) He pressed his lips to mine softly. He parted my lips with his tongue and kissed me long, slow, passionate. My breathing was shallow and my knees felt so weak. (How does he do that to me?) He turned off the shower and stepped out. I couldn't move. I was afraid my legs would just give out. He held out his hand and helped me out. We dried off slowly. I was in a daze. I was suddenly so afraid of the intense desire that I felt for him. It was overwhelming, consuming. Every time I looked at him, I just wanted to give him all of me – everything that I have, everything that I am. I wanted to do anything that he wanted me to do. I felt compelled to surrender to him completely. He led me back to the bed and we lay down together. "What's wrong?" he asked, studying my face. "I don't know." I said. "I just feel. . .I want. . ." My voice trailed off. How could I tell him what I was feeling? He would think I was crazy, that I was getting too serious. I didn't want to scare him off. This was too intense. "What do you feel? What do you want?" he asked quietly, as he positioned himself between my thighs. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to hold back the tears that were fighting so hard to come out; tears of fear, frustration. I opened my eyes and looked at him. He was watching me, patiently waiting for my answer. "I really don't know, exactly." I replied, trying to sound nonchalant. "It's just that every time I look at you. . .well, I just want you so much; I guess it just scares me a little." The truth was, it scared me a lot, but I couldn't fight the feeling and I really didn't want to. He smiled at me and gently pushed his cock inside me. It felt exquisite. I closed my eyes and clung to him. "Oh God. . ." I moaned. "Don't be afraid of it. Just go with the feeling." He whispered in my ear, as he slowly slid in and out of me. "Give it all to me. You want to give it to me, don't you?" "Yes. . ." I said. The fear was slowly fading away. It was replaced with sheer passion, desire. I spread my legs farther apart. My hips rose to meet his and I squeezed his cock as hard as I could on every down stroke. He put his hands under my ass and squeezed it gently. "Mmmm, that's right, baby. Squeeze me with that hot, wet pussy." He whispered in my ear. I moaned softly and squeezed him even harder on the next stroke. "Whose pussy is this, girl?" he asked quietly, still sliding in and out slowly. I was breathing hard and I could barely speak. "It's yours." I moaned, finding my voice at last. "That's right. It's mine. It belongs to me." He said. "Now tell me what you were really thinking. What do you want? What do you need?" The slow, tender stroking of his hard cock, the way it rubbed against my clit on the upstroke, the weight of his body pressing down on mine, his hands on me, his hot breath on my neck, his voice whispering in my ear… it was like I couldn't hold anything back now. I couldn't even pretend to be strong. "I want you so much. . ." I whispered. "What else?" he said. "I need you. . ." I whispered. He put my arms over my head and held them down, still sliding in and out so slowly. He watched my eyes, waiting for me to say more. He seemed to already know what I felt but he wanted me to say it. "Every time I look in your eyes. . . I want to give myself to you – all of me. Everything that I am, I want to give you." I whispered, unable to stop myself. "Whatever you want. . .I'll do anything for you." I closed my eyes, breathing hard. A single tear ran down my face. His cock never missed a stroke. "You want to surrender yourself to me." He said. I opened my eyes and looked at him. How did he know? How could he know exactly what I was thinking? "Yes." I whispered. "Then do it." He said. "Surrender yourself to me – your body, your mind, your soul, your heart. Give it all to me." I looked into his eyes and nodded. He smiled. "It's getting hotter; it's getting wetter. Are you gonna cum for me, baby?" he asked. "Yes, baby." I breathed. He let go of my arms and I put them around his neck. He reached down and pulled my knees up and put them over his shoulders. He was breathing hard now and his strokes were faster, harder, more insistent. "Give it to me, baby. I know you're close. Cum for me, girl." That's when my orgasm just exploded inside me. I cried out and clung to him, my whole body shuddering. I could feel the muscles inside me clamp down on his cock and squeeze it harder than ever before. He grunted and his cock began to throb, shooting his hot cum out like lava. His orgasm set off another one in me. It seemed to go on and on. I let it wash over me and savored every second of it while the spasms just kept squeezing his cock. When it was over, he looked into my eyes. I was surprised to see the tears that filled mine mirrored in his. He kissed me slowly, deeply, passionately. He pulled out of me gently and rolled over onto his back, sighing deeply. I laid my head on his chest and we drifted off to sleep. Fuck Me Author Note: It's been a while since I've written anything for here. Been busy doing non-eroic writing. This came to me this morning, so I wrote it. Feed back would be wonderful! Enjoy! *********************************** This must be heaven she thought as her tiny hand slid along the thick cock. It didn't matter that at the base her fingers barely touched. At that moment it was the most glorious thing she'd ever felt. She turned her head slightly and flicked her tongue at the broad mushroom head with a sultry smile. The taste swept through her and caused a shudder. She fought the urge to pounce and devour the twitching monster in her hand, loath to stop the steady, deep thrust of the gifted fingers pounding into her dripping pussy. She gave a whimper and a half tug and was rewarded with a deep, melodious chuckle. "Greedy." "Mmm.. duh." Another rippling laugh followed by a shifting that brought the magnificent cock within easy reach of her mouth. She let her tiny hand stop at the very base, and managed to leverage herself up on one elbow so that she was nose to cock. She could smell the rich muskiness and see a glistening drop of pre-cum almost taunting her on the tip. She tipped her head and swiped the tip with her tongue, but slowly this time. A soft happy moan escaped her at the feel and taste. Oh yes, this was definitely heaven. Another shift, careful to not disturb the clever fingers, and she could easily wrap her lips around the head, sucking insistently. Another chuckle from above. "Tiny you might be my greedy one, but my arm will only reach so far. Decide what you want more." She wasn't about the let go of her prize, not now. Talking with ones mouth full was rude, and risky. With a whimper she reached out with her mind. "I shouldn't have to choose you sexy beast." "Have your cake and eat it too huh?" The fingers gave a wicked twist in her, bringing a slightly calloused thumb across her all to sensitive clit. It's hard to howl in delight with your mouth full, but she managed something close, nipping at the sensitive spot just beneath the head and arched her hips into the fingers. She was rewarded with a hissing indrawn breath and almost half on the massive cock in her mouth and down her throat. Gulping she let her tongue dance along the length she had, loving the slick velvety feel, made slicker by her own efforts. Her entire body tingled in a way that she'd come to savor. Every time his thumb brushed her clit it was like summer lightening through her. Every deep thrust of his thick fingers brought fire along her nerves. The taste of him made her head spin. "Mmm.. clever minx." His voice now not so controlled, but held a hint of huskiness. He knew exactly what she wanted, he'd seen it flitting across the surface of her mind, but part of education is learning to ask for what you want. His gray eyes drifted the length of her tiny body, seeing the fluctuating heat patterns and smiled. A week ago they'd been all over, now they held a slightly disorganized pattern. He traced a lazy path around her tiny breasts, watching the heat follow his finger. Her mouth was getting cleverer by the minute, each flick of her tongue sending fiery shivers through him. He half closed his eyes and just savored for a moment, opening himself to her sensations. The inner muscles of her dripping pussy grabbed at his fingers with each careful stroke. Slick and hot, he could feel the heat radiating from her every time his palm came closer. He drew a deep breath, savoring the sweet musk that was uniquely her. Her mouth demanded more of him, suckling frantically. How far she'd come from the initial tentative touches and licks to this wonton, greedy little thing. He flexed slightly, and was rewarded with a greedy pulling of more of his cock down her throat. "Mmm.. moore" her mental voice something between a whine and a demanding howl. "Really? You know it's been said better longing than loathing, right?" He thumbed her clit sharply and pressed his fingers deeper. "Then I'll loath! Give me all of it drat you!" "What..? No please?" As wicked as her mouth was and heated as her demands, he held onto some self control still. Idle banter had been all good and well hours before, but she was done now. She wanted the entire glorious length of him in her mouth and she was going to get what she wanted. Driven by hunger and need she lunged upwards, pulling all but an inch or so into her mouth, moaning in rapture as the broad head slid easily down her throat. He gave a hissing groan as she lunged. Gods but she'd learned that trick quick enough. The feel of her taking almost the entirety of his nine plus inches down her throat was nothing short of exquisite. So few early on could or would. He lifted his hand and slid it into her hair. She was so damn close. He paused his hand that was buried in her, ignoring the very muffled whimper from her, but not the sensation it sent through his cock still almost buried to the hilt. Oh goddess help me, he thought shakily, as he felt some of his self control slip. He tightened his hold in her hair, while shifting his hand in her dripping pussy so that his pinky could just reach the soft pucker of her ass. He felt her tense and flicked his thumb across her clit. She could feel her own hand. She knew she was close to having every single inch of him down her throat. When his hand stopped she's whimpered at the sudden loss of the sensations, and the new sensation of her entire body thrumming. Her body screamed for more, more sensation, more touch, more taste, more everything. The feel of his hand twisting, shifting brought a host of new tingles and fires. The lightest of brushes against her ass was like nothing she'd even begun to imagine however. Molten fire shot through her, zinging down her legs and arcing up her spine. It as so incredibly intense that her body tensed unconsciously. The thumb across her clit broke the tension and had her hand sliding from around the base of his cock to land on the top of his thigh. With her hand sliding free of the base of his cock, nothing stood in the way of the last inch or so. He could feel her entire body quivering. Hell, his was quivering. He was seconds from throwing control to the winds. His hand slid through her hair and came to rest so that his thumb lay along her delicate jaw. He knew her mouth was almost at it's limit, but it was too late to go back now. He studied her face, her mouth and jaw wrapped around his cock, her eyes half closed in bliss. Her silky blond hair tangled around his fingers and pooled on the bed. A war raged within him at that moment, a war between the growing urge to bury himself completely, to see her struggle to handle the last of him, to feel her tongue flail and writhe along his shaft and his training which said double check, make sure, do no lasting harm. He drew a shaky, ragged breath as training won, and tapped her jaw softly with his thumb. "Corri.." When her eyes fluttered open and met his, they were filled with raw need, hunger and something else that wasn't definable. "Yes..?" "Y...yes...need..." The anguish and raw hunger in her mental voice seared through his mind and wrapped around him. With his last ashes of self control he locked eyes with her as he simultaneously drove the last inch of his cock down her throat and his fingers into her, his pinkie sliding into her tight pucker. For half a second time froze, a crystal clear image of her at that moment seared into his memory. Her delicate body arched up and into his hand, her mouth filled to such capacity that her lips were practically drawn back and her eyes burned with inhuman need and triumph. The moment broke and so did his self control. With a savage growl he began a brutal fucking of her face and an equally brutal fucking of her pussy with his hand. He never felt her hand lock around his thigh, digging in and drawing blood. He slammed his cock down her throat as his hand drew back, and as he drew back out of her mouth his hand slammed home with brutal force. At the savage pace he set, neither would last long. The last inch of his cock filled her throat as her body was rocked by the forceful violation of her previously untouched ass. Seeing stars didn't even come close. Her world became his cock and his magical hand. Her body was one big tingle. The new pressure of the invading pinkie only made her hotter. With every thrust of either cock or hand she burned hotter. "Oh... gods... yes yes yes... more... oh goddess yes...fuck me fuck me fuck me...fuck fuck fuck..." Her mind babbled and screamed as her body rocked with the force of the double savage fucking. The world exploded into white hot nothingness. He threw his head back and roared as his cum shot down her throat, his hand locking her face against his body. She gave a mental howl as her body convulsed and bucked against his, her juices coating his hand, his wrist and halfway up his forearm. Slowly his vision returned. With a ragged gasp he unlocked his hand from her head and shuddered when she swallowed and drew back enough to take a breath. He flexed his fingers, and she gave a deep shuddering whimper. "C...Corri...?" She couldn't see, or think or feel. She just was. She floated in a glorious haze. Something moved deep within her and she shivered as the haze vanished with the sound of her name. She swallowed, pondering the sweet muskiness that coated the back of her throat and then pulled back, slowly releasing her prize. Words were still beyond her, so she nodded. "Corri... sweetling...greedy beast... I'd like the return of my fingers." His voice still shaky as he tentatively wiggled his fingers. He didn't dare just pull, as her still quivering pussy was locked around them tightly. He'd have to talk her down. She recognized her name. She took a deep shaky breath and turned her head to rest it against his quivering thigh. "Mmm..." He swallowed and smiled down at her. Progress at least. She was drenched in sweat and juices and had a trickle of cum from one corner of her mouth. Her mouth was going to hurt like hell, but by the gods she'd been magnificent. He settled back and stroked her hair. She'd be moving on in a month, but right now and probably for the next several hours he needed to talk her back to reality. Self control back in place, he began the process. Fuck Me… "Fuck me..." she moans softly into your ear. Your eyes widen and your heart begins to pound in your chest. There is no way this is actually happening. Any moment you'll wake up and find yourself horny and hard as hell, right? Wrong. This girl with tits like a porn star and a perfect little ass, who's been running around in that little tank top that shows pretty much everything she has all night. You can see her nipples right through that pale yellow fabric and when she bent over earlier, you could have sworn you saw her pussy as that short little skirt barely qualifies to be a skirt. So even though you're a decent looking fellow and happen to have quite a dick on you, this still isn't the type of chick that even looks your way. But somehow, in the last fifteen minutes you've found yourself alone, in a stranger's bedroom as the wild house party carries on downstairs. "I need it, fuck I need it..." she gives you the saddest little pout. Can you really deny her? No, that would just be rude! So of course, your hand slips to the bottom of your t-shirt, pulling the material up over your head and letting it fall to the ground, revealing your built body. Pants come next, the jeans around your ankles and you're left standing in only your briefs- making it pretty clear that you need it just a badly. She giggles, causing you to look to her, and you realize her clothes are on a pile as well. Fuck, she's hot, her tan skin perfect and smooth; she's just begging for it with a body like that. So what if she's a complete stranger? She's ready and willing and something about the fact you have no idea who she is makes her all the hotter. Her lips meet yours suddenly, breaking all train of thought. Your hands reach for that ponytail of hers, letting her long brown hair fall upon her shoulders just as she slips her tongue between your lips. You follow suit and before you know it you're in a lip-lock unlike any other you've ever know. But you can't help but feel like she's leading everything and suddenly you decide to step up a little here. With a quick shift, you find your hand between her legs and you waste little time in teasing her clit. She moans, it muffled by your lips, but you can feel it through that deep kiss. After a little tugging and twisting, you go for it and press your finger into her pussy, a louder moan escaping at such a touch. Soon, you're really going at it, pressing another two digits upward, finger fucking her really good. She breaks away, head tilting backwards, not making any effort to conceal those sounds of pleasure. Pulling out, a grin forms on your face, you love teasing, taunting, making her hold out even though she's so damn close to an orgasm. But she's fighting dirty and before you know it she's on her knees, lips pressed to your briefs, teasing you through the fabric with gentle kisses that soon become open ones. Damn she's good and she may be a mind reader as well, considering the fact that just as you were imagining how great it was going to feel, she pulls that last barrier away and her slender fingers find their way to your hard, huge dick. She knows what she's doing as after she offers a few quick pumps before taking it into her wet, hot mouth. A moan escapes your lips as she gets right to it, sucking like a vacuum. You watch as her head bobs, taking you further and further in and before you know it your head is rubbing against the back of her mouth as she's able to deep throat you without breaking a sweat. Her tongue is running along your aching dick, teasing it, only adding to the brilliant sensation as you slowly find yourself fucking her mouth. The sight of her face flushing slightly as she still manages to take you all the way in with each stroke is simply too much when combined with pleasure coursing through your body. A powerful orgasm takes over you, your eyes close and a loud cry leaves your lips, "OH FUCK!" She slows her pace, swallowing all of your hot seed and finally drops your dick from her mouth as your body trembles with utter delight. "You like that handsome?" She asks in a flirty tone. "Yeah..." you answer with a nod. She slowly rises to her feet, wrapping her arms around your waist, pulling you against her chest, her huge tits pushing into your chest. Standing up on her tiptoes, she whispers in your ear, "Perhaps you'd like to return the favor?" Her lips wrap around your earlobe, sucking the skin and offering a tug downward. You nod again, deciding you'd like a taste of her as well and she pulls away as the two of you drop to the floor, forgetting about the bed entirely. She lays on her back, spreading her legs nice and wide. You lean into the wet pussy, extending your tongue and licking the sensitive skin. Her pleasure is obvious as she can't contain her moans. "Please baby!" she begs, her voice breathy and desperate, "You're killing me here!" You decide that you have been a bit of a tease and go ahead and push your tongue inside of her, licking her shaven pussy. It really doesn't take very long for her to reach that long-awaited orgasm and you can taste her release. You quickly lap every drop of it up, rather liking the taste, and pull back. "Are you ready?" You ask. "Yes!" she replies. So you give her what she wants and thrust your huge dick inside of her needy pussy. She immediately cries out as you enter to which you respond by picking up a fast and rough pace. You're all riled up and feeling that tight, hot pussy around you is pretty damn amazing. You offer a few short cries as you pound into her, but her moans drown any sound you make out. Her body works with you as she tries to practically impale herself on your dick, wanting as much of it as she can have. "HARDER!" She cries desperately, so you give into her request, somehow managing to go even harder than before. "OH GOD! THAT'S IT! MORE! MORE!" You being the gentleman you are do as she wishes, continuing to plow into her until finally you reach your orgasm. Your head is forced back by the sheer power of it and a long yell escapes your lips. Once you've filled her with your cum, you continue to thrust inside of her, waiting for her to get off as well. Soon she does, a loud scream making this fact clear. You both remain in place together as you catch your breaths. "You are a fucking sex god..." she pants, her eyes still filled with a look of complete lust. You chuckle under your breath and pull out of her. You figure this is it; you had your sex and that's the end. But suddenly, it seems your partner for the night has another idea. "Hey handsome...have you ever fucked someone's ass before?" Shaking your head, your heart starts to pound in your chest again. "No," you answer, "But I've been kind of curious..." A sweet laugh leaves her lips as she pushes herself up, only to simply get on all fours, turning her ass towards you. "Well then, why don't you give it a go?" It doesn't take much convincing and soon your dick is lodged in her tight ass, the heat even more intense as you thrust yourself in an out. She pushes back against you, moaning even louder; especially once your hand slips to her clit, playing with it with each hard stroke. "OH FUCK ME DEAD!" She cries out in the middle of many other heated noises. It turns you on all the more and you continue on plowing into that tight heat until you finally cum, releasing your hot seed into her. She screams, you scream, and soon you find yourself sprawled out on the floor beside her, still trying to catch your breath minutes afterward. Your hand is playing with one of her huge breasts, teasing a hard nipple and causing a few sweet noises to leave her lips. You stay in this position for another few minutes, until she looks at you with a grin. "Well stud, you've given me exactly what I needed...but the question is, do you have anything you need?" You laugh, "Well now miss, I think I need a little more of everything, I missed a few things the first time around." She sits up, crawling over to you and straddles your chest, "Alright darling, I'll give you all that again...and a little more." With that, she impales herself on your dick, riding you rougher than any other girl ever has. The night continues on in this fashion as the two of you fuck repeatedly, never bothering to make it to the nearby bed. You never knew you could last this long, but sure enough, after each one; you're only dying for more. Eventually, you fall asleep with her in your arms. When you wake up, she and her clothing are missing. As you sit up, you realize there's a card tucked between your fingers. "Baby," it reads, "Last night was incredible- we should do it again sometime, maybe with some friends. Here's my number, don't be afraid to call." The card has a telephone number that you immediately program into your cell phone. As you get up and try to go about your day, you can't stop thinking about the amazing night you have. When you arrive home, you take your phone out of your pocket and stare for a moment, wondering if you should make that call... Fuck Me "Mmmmm....fuck I want you so bad..." I moan in your ear as I have you trapped under me. You could easily get up but you don't, curious, waiting to see what will happen. I feel you grow harder under me. I kiss you hard on the mouth and my tongue urgently snakes into your mouth and I grab your head, pulling you in. I let my mouth prove my earlier statement as I let my hips rub against your giant bulge. "Ahhh..." I moan into your mouth and my hands make their way down to your dick and stroke it intently. Breaking the kiss I stare lustfully into your eyes for a few seconds before attacking your neck with kisses. My hand is still working diligently, the other rubbing my nipples through my shirt. My mouth travels up to your ear again. "You're my slave now. The first part is you have to prove how much you want me. How much you want your dick in my pussy. It's soaking wet just for you, you know. I just want your big, hard, throbbing dick in me. I want you to fuck me senseless. But you have to prove you want it badly too. Mmm, I bet it's de-li-ci-ous..." I lick your ear around the outside and let my mouth attack your neck again. As I do so, my hands move to remove my panties and then I get off a bit to remove your boxers. Finally free, I feel the heat of your cock against my pussy. I get even wetter and rub myself against you. I hear you sigh as you close your eyes and I take off my shirt. You feel the moment and open your eyes, immediately grabbing at my tits to lick and suck them. I moan loudly as you lick them. "That's it. Good slave...You want to please your mistress now don't you?" I keep rubbing my soaking wet pussy against you as your refuse to answer, except by moaning. "It's ok...you can answer me...how much do you want to please me...?" After eliciting no response again I remove all contact from your dick and surrounding area. You moan with want and begin to lick and nibble my nipples all the more intently. I shiver and moan as my pussy begins to flow...dripping on to your rock hard dick. You shiver and again I try to get you to respond. "Tell me my slave, how much do you want to screw me? To fuck me? To make me cum over and over and over again. All over you. I want to cum on you. I want you to fill me up. I'm starving for your cock in me. Tell me you want my pussy just as much..." I lick at your neck again and graze my clit against your manhood again. "Tell me..." You finally moan and tell me how much you want me...how much you want it...how much you want to cum. My lips curl into a smile. Perfect. "So I've got your right where I want you, my precious. My sex toy. My slave. You'll do anything now won't you?" You agree and begin to lick at whatever part of my body you can reach, which happens to be my neck. I close my eyes, relishing the feeling of the control I have over you. "Mmm...you know how to please your mistress." I bring my lips to your again, wanting to taste your mouth. So sweet and wonderful. So strong. I moan into the kiss again and keep teasing you. You moan as well and I break apart the kiss. I free myself from your caressing arms holding me in place and move up on your body, dragging my pussy up your torso. Finally I stop, with it dripping over your mouth. "Guess what you're going to do now my sex slave?" I lower myself onto your face and close my eyes as I feel your tongue licking up and down my clit. "That's right. Lick me up. Clean out my pussy with your tongue. Ahhhh...you make me feel oh so goooodddd...Just like that. Work for what you want." I reach back and tease your penis with my hand. You moan into my pussy and the slight vibration causes me to flow into your mouth. It feels so good every time, but I can't wait to feel you inside me. "That's right baby, lick me up." I rub it into your face and you suck and lick it even more fervently before I begin to slide back down your body. I go back down to where I was and finding your dick a little bit softer than before I tease it back to where I want it. "Now, I wonder just how good you'll taste. I can't wait to suck and lick your cock." Mmmm, just the thought of it in my mouth makes me almost cum...and I know I will as soon as you fill my mouth with it. My lips find yours again. "What do you think of that? Hmm? You know I'm your little slut. Your little cock whore. You've been good. I'll let you enjoy yourself a little, but don't you cum just yet. You're still my slave." I give you another teasing reminder before I continue going down on you again. I put my hands on either side of you and graze my tongue along your long, hard shaft. I feel you twitch and moan under me. "Enjoying this are we? Close? Good. I'm keeping you there." I fit you into my mouth and am rewarded with a loud moan and you reach down and grab my hair. I moan as well and close my mouth as I cum all over your leg. "Oh god, you do taste good." I put you into my mouth again and tease you close to the edge before stopping and pulling you out of my mouth. I flick my tongue over the tip of your head. You squirm and try to push my head down but I don't let you. "Uh uh uh...You're not being very good. You do want to cum don't you?" You moan and squirm but loosen your grip. "Good. Now.." I get you sufficiently wet again before I fit your long hard dick between my tits. I squeeze them together and begin stroking your entire length. The sounds you make and the feel and sight of your dick makes me cum on you again. As I feel you reaching the edge again I stop. This time, however, you stay still. "Now, it's time to really please your mistress. I can't let you come just yet, but I need to cum oh so badly. You make me so hot and horny. Prove to me how much you want it. How much you want me. Finger me until I cum over and over again. Don't stop until I say so." Before I even finish speaking you move into position. I lay on my back as you spread my legs and insert your fingers into me. Almost immediately I begin cumming...and cumming... and cumming...I bite down hard on your arm to muffle the yelling. "Fuck that feels so good. Ahhh! Mmm...oh god. Yes...Again...and again...mmm fuck me." Your hand is covered with my juices and so is everything around us before I finally tell you to stop. You do it again one last time and remove your fingers from my dripping, soaked pussy. After several more seconds of subsiding ecstasy I sit up and flip you over to the bottom again. I slide my pussy over your rock hard length again before inserting you into me with a hard thrust. You groan as I begin to move on top of me and your hands grab at my tits. "I told you I would reward you didn't I? Is this what you wanted?" You nod. You reach a spot again and I flow all over your dick, pushing my tits into your face. You hungrily lick at them as I moan. I then stop and roll over to my side, presenting my ass to you. Confused for a second, you then understand and grab at my ass, pulling it apart. "Fuck my ass as hard as you can. Do whatever you want. I'm all yours...I'm your little cock whore. Push it in...it's so tight..." With all the previous lubrication you slide it in with relative ease and begin pounding away as I groan and moan, grabbing onto any part of you I can reach and pulling you in closer. Before we know it I cum soon and with the extra friction so do you, your hot cum filling me up inside. "God I love that feeling." I turn around to stare at you. "Well that was fun, hun." Fuck Me After a long weekend apart and a lot of teasing we fuck. * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (14 min/mp3) * * * * * Fuck Me And My Mom 02: The Mayers All the characters are over the age of eighteen * 2: The Mayers Hey, James Rock here with another 'Fuck me and my Mom'. I've already mentioned how I fucked and filmed the Gilmore Girls, sweet innocent Rory and her wanton slut Mom, Lorelai. Well, as I suspected that was a hit and a half, I uploaded it to the website and the server almost melted. But I'm not a man who can rest on his laurels. Or rather I know once my customers have jacked off a two dozens times to Lorelai's creamed covered face and Rory licking it clean they want something new. Which is why Brandi, my camerawoman, and I, are sitting in a car park in a small mid-American town called Fairview as Brandi fiddles with the camera. She's struggling with getting the focus right and I'm tapping my fingers impatiently on the steering wheel, because I'm due to be tapping two fine felines, not fucking around in a car park. And Suze my make-up girl is home alone with them and she's suffering marital difficulties and will probably either bore them to death or spend so long all the men are bastards speech, that they'll be burning bras as I arrive or wandering around with a bicycling fish T-shirt. Jeez, the travails of being a porn purveyor, its not all tits and ass – though there's enough of that to make me suffer through five hours in a car with Suze whining and Brandi swearing at Japanese tech under her breath. "Got it," said Brandi triumphantly shoving the lens in my face. I started the engine and put the car in gear. Slowly we edged out of the car park and into the street as I waited for Brandi to say her line. She was so long in speaking I thought she'd forgotten it, but eventually she spoke, "So James, who we seeing today?" "A damn hot pair of honeys, Susan and Julie Mayer. They're so fuckable that they'd give a Jelly Marshmallow a fuckin' hard on" I replied. I pretended to scrabble around for the letter in my pocket, though for road safety reasons I'd memorised (and the original is back in the office anyway). But I'm an actor and if Suze can claim she always faked her orgasms I'm good enough to fake reading a letter. "Dear James," I began, "My Mom Susan Mayer has recently suffered a bit of a dry spell with her getting a divorce from my Dad after he screwed half of Fairview and her next boyfriend turning out to be a drug-dealer cop-killer. So to perk her up could you come round and fuck her? Oh and me. Love and kisses. PS here's a picture." It was the picture that sold me. In my business you get dozens of Moms and daughter's giving sob-stories about how badly they need cock. If I went for them all by the end of the week I'd be so limp I'd need a splint. So I'd been close to throwing this one in the bin, but then I saw the photo. It was a holiday snap – on the beach. Susan was standing next to her daughter her arm round her as they both stared at the camera. It was even the fact that they were topless that made my pants move, but something in their faces, that alluring slutty sultriness that separate a jack-off and forget from the real humdingers which remain hidden on your hard drive. I knew as soon as I saw the sexy smiles that I was going to have these two. And our morning meeting as we'd gone over the contracts and I'd explained the plot line hadn't dampened my enthusiasm. I'd left Suze to get them ready, whilst me and Brandi hit the local burger bar and saw the sights – which took us all of ten minutes. Though that said if I'd known how long it had been going to take for Brandi to get in gear I'd have spent five less minutes admiring the Revolutionary War monument. Just thinking about Susan and Julie was making my prick as hard as lead and it ain't easy trying not to jump the lights when your mind is wandering to teenie pussy and Milf ass. Brandi flicked the camera down to focus on the large lump in my shorts as she said, "Yeah, I can see those two sluts look like they could do with something up and the word I'm looking for isn't perking..." I laughed, a deep manly rumble which I'd been perfecting for a couple of weeks and had been aching to try out on camera, "I'll be getting something up and once I do so will they... up the ass." "They do look like they'd like a bit of anal-loving, they've got that 'fuck my slut butt' look about them. I'll bet they're a right dirty pair," said Brandi. "They better be," I replied, "as they're going to be covered in my cum..." I swung the car right into Wisteria Lane. About half way down was the Mayers and I slid my car into the drive. Suze was at the door as Brandi filmed me getting out. My make-up girl gave me the thumbs-up to show they were ready, before closing the door. Brandi followed me as I walked to the door and rang the doorbell. Julie Mayer had been waiting behind it, as instructed, and immediately opened it. She gave a squeal of excitement, as if she hadn't realised I was going to be there, before turning round and shrieking, "Mom, Mom, you'll never guess who's here." She sped into the house to find her Mom (hopefully waiting in the lounge or we'd have to reshoot). I followed her, with Brandi behind me, her camera tracking Julie's movements and to be fair with a tiny pair of shorts and a cropped T-shirt Julie was damned easy on the lens. We walked into the main-room, as Susan Mayer pretended to be surprised at the my sudden appearance. She put her hand to her mouth and gasped, before turning to her daughter, "Is that who I think it is?" "James Rock," said Julie, "I wrote as you were feeling low and I hoped he'd come to cheer us up. I honestly didn't think he'd come..." I grinned as Susan's gaze dropped to my bulge. It didn't need the acting skills of Emma Thompson to show she was impressed, as she licked her lips lustfully, like an lioness sizing up an gazelle. She walked over to stand next to me and moved her hand over my lump, her eyes widening in surprise as she felt its girth and length under my shorts; no longer a lioness, now more a mongoose hypnotised by a Cobra. She stepped back her eyes still fixated on my tent in my shorts, "Julie, you are such a great daughter." "She sure is," I agreed, "Don't you think she deserves a kiss from her Mom?" "I do," agreed Susan. She turned to Julie and slid her arm round the teen's back, drawing her close. Bending her head down she moved her mouth over her daughter's. It wasn't your typical Mommy kiss as they both opened their lips and touched their tongues against each other. They slipped and slithered, slurping sexily as they mouth each other. It was like they were chewing an invisible piece of gum as they opened and closed their lips, passionately embracing. Susan pulled back and ran her hand through Julie's hair, "Thank you Julie, you always thinking of me." "It's nothing Mom," simpered Julie, her eyes switched down to my packet and she grinned, "I've got an ulterior motive..." "You want to share him?" asked Susan in mock shock. She put her head to one side, "Well... I guess I shouldn't be greedy as long as James agrees." I don't call the website 'Fuck me and my Mom' for nothing and anyway it says in the contract that I bang them both. So I gave my manly laugh, "I think share and share alike is a motto to live by." "That's a yes then," said Brandi, breaking the fourth wall. "Mmmnnn, that's good," replied Susan turning to face me whilst still letting her hands slide the flesh of her daughter's waist between the top of her mini-short and the bottom of her cropped halter top. Julie gave a sexy pout and pushed her body forward so that her tits stood firmly against the material. Susan smiled down at her "Let me help you out of that." "Thanks Mom," said Julie and held up her arms to allow her Mom to pull off the top and throw it to the corner. The teen's perky bosom sprang free and she turned to the camera so that Brandi could zoom in on them. "Hey that's a nice pair," I laughed, "What does Mom think?" Susan moved behind Julie and slid her arms round the teen's front so she could fondle them. She gripped the firm pair in her hands and rubbed the nubs between her forefinger and thumb until the nipple was hard. The teen giggled as Susan nuzzled her neck before saying, "I wish I had titties like that..." "Oh Mom, yours are really fine. They're much bigger than mine... a real mouthful," said Julie. She turned and moved her hands round the back to unzip her Mom's dress. Brandi skittered round to film the unzipping and then back to the front as Julie stepped back to allow her Mom to shake her dress off and show her own tits; they were larger than Julie and more bouncy. Different from Julie's, but it was like comparing whisky and champagne, both are drinkable. "They look a mouthful," I agreed with Julie, "but let's check." I moved into shot and took one of the tits in my mouth. I sucked at the teat, licking at it and pulled it out with my teeth. Susan moaned with a passion as my tongue moved over it. I slowly drew back, "Seems like a mouthful, but Julie you want to give a second opinion?" The teen minx didn't need asking twice, diving onto the left tit she latched her mouth onto it and began suckling it like her Mom was still giving out milk. Susan gasped and groaned, her back bucking and stretching as Julie slurped at first her left and then her right bosom. The teen's tongue tantalised the tits and Susan's hands slid up and down Julie's naked back. After a couple of minutes Julie straightened and wiped her mouth of saliva as she turned back to the camera, "They're a mouthful," she agreed. The teen leaned back into her Mom, rubbing her back against the Milf's large tits. Susan reached down and started to undo Julie's shorts. The teen giggled as the button popped and her Mom slid her hand beneath them and onto her puss, "That's good," "Let's get them off properly and see that cute little slit," I said. Julie broke away from her Mom and turned her ass towards the camera. Bending over she slowly peeled the shorts down; she hadn't bothered with underwear. Once the shorts had dropped to her ankles she stepped out of them and slid a hand down to her pussy before turning round to face us again. Her fingers were making an inverted 'V' over her slot and pulling it gently apart. A tiny touch of liquid was already forming. "Now that's one fuckable twat," I said, before turning to Susan, "So like Mother like Daughter is it?" "Of course," laughed Susan. She hooked her fingers under the elastic of her panties and pulled them off. Her cunt was also cutely fuckable, though unlike the smoothness of her daughters it had a tiny landing strip of fuzz, which added to its splendour. And like Julie the first seepings of girl cum were starting to form. Mom and daughter moved side by side, their hands dropping to the rub each other's behinds as Brandi zoomed in and out. I quickly got out of my own clothes, my rock hard prick spring to attention as soon as it was able. The girls tittered to each other as they looked at my twelve incher, I guessed each of them both excited at the prospect and nervous at that much meat impaling them. I extended my middle digit and walked between them. In unison I slid the finger into the waiting slits. I quickly moved them in and out, hitting the clit and making both Susan and Julie wet. Even as they groaned in excitement my mouth was colliding with Julie. I pushed my tongue against her and pushed it down to the bottom of her mouth. Her lips pushed against mine and she battled to rise her tongue. I flicked out and switched to Susan, making out with her as I had with her daughter. My finger was still hammering home, the damp pussy's becoming even more lubricated. I broke from Susan and slid my fingers out. I held them up to their mouths and the Mayers slid their lips round them and sucked it clean of their own juice. I grinned, "Looks like I've lubricated you? So Susan you want to lubricate me?" "Yes," laughed Susan and flicked her hair back enticingly as she dropped to her knees. Her tongue teased at my erect prick, licking round and down from the tip to my ball sack. The tease didn't last long though, she quickly opened her mouth and started to swallow me. Her sexy daughter moved round and began to push herself into her Mom's back, keeping her in position as her hands caressed the larger titties of the Milf. I groaned, Susan was one hell of a good sucker, managing my cock like an expert. She pushed at it with her tongue, guiding it so I was pushing it the soft inside wall of her cheek and making it look like she had a nut in her mouth. "That's good," I groaned and punched my prick forward. Susan slurped harder, her eyes smiling even if her mouth was clamped into position. Behind her I could hear Julie groaning with excitement. She was still rubbing her body against her Mom's, but only one hand was massaging her Mom's front, the other was desperately fingering the teen's own slit. It was with reluctance I pulled out; if I remained in Susan's mouth I'd cum like an elephant though it would be a damned short porno... the things we do for our craft. Susan wiped her mouth and looked up imploringly at me, "Fuck me, fuck me hard." I can't resist a damsel in distress, so I helped Susan to her feet, "Sure thing baby." Our lips locked and our tongues flicked against each other, my rock hard prick pushed into her stomach as my hands wandered down her sides. I moved them to where the top of her thighs and butt-cheeks connected and hefted her up. Susan was a pro, her lips not leaving mine as her feet left the floor and she twisted them round my back. I loosened my grip and let her fall back slightly so that she was angled at forty-five degrees from me. It wasn't easy sliding my cock into her cunt without hands, but luckily Julie was nearby. The vixen knelt beside her Mom and me and took my member in her hand. Teasingly she stroked it and I groaned at her touch. "Julie" coaxed her Mom, "put it in me. You'll be next." The teen licked her lips and guided my cock into her Mom's wet pussy hole. Susan wasn't virginal tight, but even so it wasn't easy cramming my large dick into her slot, slick though it was. I pushed and heaved as Susan dragged herself against me, gasping with pleasure as I widened her hole and crushed her clit. I moved my ass back and forth, using it as balance as I rammed into the wanton wet cunt, "Yes, yes, yes, fill me up," cried Susan. She leant back, stretching her arms so her fingers were touching the floor. Her bosom bounced like two slabs of jelly as I continued to hammer her. Beside us Julie was still kneeling, one hand gripping her right tittie, the other rubbing at her teenage pussy. She too was groaning in anticipation, "Oh, fuck, fuck, I want that dick, don't use it all." I certainly didn't want to use it all myself. Luckily for Julie and her Mom that wasn't likely to happen. Still I pulled out my cock and let Julie give it a lick clean. Her tongue washing away her Mom's juice as her Mom unhooked herself from me. She moved behind Julie and began to massage her daughter's shoulders as I fed the teen a little more prick, "You're a cocksucker, Julie; as good as your Mom." Susan grinned at the compliment and I pulled the saliva soaked cock from her daughter's slutty mouth, "Now let me hit that juicy Mom cunt again." I took Susan's hand and walked over to the couch. I sat down first and facing me Susan lowered her slit onto my cock. It was easier than before, the position meant penetration didn't mean putting my back out and my cock sped up her juiced up cunt. The Milf gave a groan of satisfaction as my twelve inches filled her hole and hit her G-spot, "Oh yes, fuck me hard." We began to rock in unison, I shafted upwards as Susan began to bounce energetically. The springs on the sofa squeaked like a pack of demented mice as the brunette raised herself and hit down, her cum dribbling down my shaft and over my balls. Her titties were jumping and bobbing, rising as she jumped and slapping down as she landed. I held her waist encouraging her to go faster and deeper. She did, as my hands slithered over her sweaty skin, "God yes, that's it, God yes." Beside her sat Julie, the teen had spread her legs and was playing lustily with her slit as she watched her Mom get fucked. Her fingers were hammering in and out of her cunt so quick that they were almost a blur and with each thrust a fine spray of cum spat out on over quim lips, "Uuurrgghh, urrrghhhh," she moaned as she hit her clit. The sound of her Mom orgasming made Julie finger herself even more passionately. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened as she made little guttural sounds as she made herself cum. I pulled my cock out from her Mom, as the Milf screamed loudly and pushed her up. Susan tottered a few feet forward as I twisted Julie so she was lying on the sofa and I was poised above her, "Your turn..." "Yes, good," gasped the eighteen year old. Her legs spread up and round, to hook round my back as I lowered my member into the tight waiting twat. She was tight, teenage tight, but experienced enough to shift her body up to meet me coming down. The hole was damp from her masturbating and whilst she gasped as my cock pushed at her walls I could move down without much difficulty. Her eyes fluttered and she let out little gasps of excitement, "Fuck me, fuck me hard. I want your big prick to rip me in half." I began to do push-ups on her lithe body. My muscular physique hammered down on her, Julie's hard, firm tits pressing into me as I hit her. Each thrust shot my prick into her warm hole, the walls seeming to grip at my cock like a drowning man and a life-buoy. Julie's heels hammered at my back as she gasped and shuddered under my assault as she screamed "Yes, yes, fuck my tight pussy. I want big cock..." It hadn't taken long for Susan to recover and she slid her thighs under Julie's head and began to rub her pussy with one hand. She slid the other between my pogoing body and her daughter to rub and play with the teen's perfect tits. Julie gave another gasp, "Oh fuck," she screamed and arched her back, "fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck." I stood up and stood erect, my cock was dripping with her cum. But after two pussies it was after something stronger. Luckily Susan knew what I wanted and was prepared to give it me. She stood up and twisted round so her back was facing me (and the camera), before waggling her ass and bending over so that her butt was upraised and her fingers were leaning on the sofa cushions, just next to Julie's head. The Milf turned her head and provided me with a slut smile, "You want some of this big boy?" She moved her ass again, so that the butt cheeks swayed from side to side. "Sure, I could do some ass," I replied. Julie had recovered enough to slide her body, so that her feet was against the wall and her head was lying over the side of the sofa, with her eye line positioned right beneath her Mom's pussy. I moved behind Susan gripping her sides and levering my prick into her back hole. It was tight, even tighter than her daughter's sweet slit, but Julie's girl-juice helped ease the prick up her Mom's backdoor. Susan groaned and moved one of her fingers to her pussy. She entered the wet hole as I pushed down her butt and a few drips of juice dripped from it on to Julie's cute face. The teen squealed and giggled as her Mom's cum bounced off her forehead, "Here let me help," she offered and lifted her head to slide her tongue into her Mom's cunt. I started to slam harder, my cock racing up the Milf's chute and raging over her hidden G-spot like a tropical storm. Susan shuddered and gasped as my cock and her daughter's tongue jointly savaged her two favourite erogenous zones. Julie was a great a cuntlicker as she was cocksucker, lapping away like she'd been born to it. The two of us were making Susan scream like she was an Opera Star and drop juice like she was an overflowing damn. Harder and harder I hit her, my hands stroking up and down her sides before moving to her front to grip her tits; hard. The brunette squealed louder, "Fuck my ass, tongue my pussy. Slut fuck me." Fuck Me And My Mom 02: The Mayers Another drop of cum dripped from her pussy to bounce onto Julie's face and slide down her forehead. The teenager ignored it, concentrating on slurping away at her Mom's cunt. Susan screamed again as she orgasmed, "Aaaaarrghhh, ooooooohhhhh, aaaaarrghhhh, myyyyy Gooooddddddd!!!" I pulled my cock out and let her drop to the floor. My prick hovered over Julie's face, in a perfect place for a blow job. And if she wanted it in her ass, well I'd used all her previous cum lubricant in whacking her Mom's ass. She grinned sluttishly, "Let me suck it. I want to swallow your cock." I bent over and slid the cock into Julie's mouth. She opened wide and took a prick, that only moments before had been up her Mom's ass. The little cocksucker moved her head back and swallowed more, not for her the push into the cheek, Julie wanted it way down her throat. I'm not one to disoblige and fed it into her. At first there was no resistance, but gradually Julie began to splutter and her eyes widened. I slid the cock out and she reached up to wipe her saliva from her mouth. She smiled, "I can take more." I started to slide the cock between her luscious lips again. Beside us Susan moved to her knees and took hold of the sides of Julie's mouth pulled them apart to help get my large member further down. The Milf grinned, "That's it baby, suck that cock all the way. You can do it." Whether it was her Mom's words of encourage or her own slutty nature this time Julie was taking my cock all the way. I could see her eyes widen and leak water as I felt it touch the back of the throat. She gagged, but even as I looked to pull out, she was grabbed my ass and pulled me further forward. More saliva surged from her mouth and dripped to the floor, but my cock was sliding in so deep it was past her taste buds and down her throat, my balls hitting her lips. "That's a girl," cried Susan in triumph as I pulled my cock back, "Fuck her throat." I pushed back in, watching Julie's eyes widen and then blink uncontrollably. I thrust again and again, not going fully in each time, but doing so enough that with each push Julie gagged and it was only supreme control on both of our parts stopped her spitting me out. Her eyes reddened and the make-up ran down her cheeks. Susan groaned in excitement, "Oh that it's Julie. That's it my little superslut." There was no doubt that my cock was well lubricated so after one final thrust I pulled it out. I sat down on the sofa, "Okay Julie, you want to sit that trim ass on my big dick?" It was like asking the Ronald McDonald whether he liked hamburgers. Julie was up and lowering herself onto me as quick as a slut can get a cock up her ass. She gripped her ass cheeks and pulling them apart, moved herself down. I gripped her to help guide her hole onto my tip. She hovered for a millisecond as she got herself into a comfortable squatting position, "I want you to burn my ass hard," she snarled passionately. Still gripping her, less for guidance and more to help force her down, I pushed up and into her. It was like pushing my cock into concrete she was so hard. Not that I was complaining, my cock was gripped like a vice, squeezed so hard only my iron control, experience and self-training stopped me shooting straight away. Julie through her head back, her long hair dangling down my chest, "That's it my fuck stud. Ram my fucking ass." I moved my hands under Julie's thighs and lifted the teen's leg's up and apart, giving Brandi a full view of Julie's shaven snatch. I began to hammer upwards, my cock ramming the tight hole. The walls pushed at my cock like a giant hand was squeezing me, I slammed up harder. I could feel Julie's muscles rippling beneath her skin as my prick seemed to send a chain reaction down from her back chute and down her legs. Our sweat mixed together, sliding over our bodies and rinsing naked flesh. Julie wailed in pleasure, loud and with a passionate intensity, "Harder, harder." I was banging her so hard that not only was each thrust sending me up of the sofa, but as I landed down it was creaking outrageously. I slammed her up again, but this time I withdrew my cock. There was a hiss of air as oxygen pumped out of her well used hole. I slapped her butt in a friendly fashion, "On your hands and knees, I haven't finished fucking that ass." Julie moved a few feet forward and dropped into position, her head resting on the floor, with her arms spread out in front of her. She waved her upright ass at me; not that I need an invitation – I was behind her and sliding my cock down her hole. It was easier than before, the grip looser from our exertions. But don't get me wrong, her ass was still clamping my cock like I'd just parked illegally in back street lot. I restarted my ramming and Julie restarted her screams of passion, "Harder, harder, harder, fuck my ass until I scream." Susan moved in front of us and lay down inches in front of her daughter's face. She spread her legs and Julie gripped at them for support. "So hot, oh fuck my baby doll's ass," gasped Susan as she began to finger herself. It was hard to believe, given where my cock was, but the sight of Susan playing with herself made me even more turned on and I hammered harder and faster. The Milf rolled her head back and began a low moan, "Oh yes, oh yes." My balls slapped hard against Julie, the slap of them against her flesh competing with the cries of Mom and daughter. In I went, pushing my cock so far in I almost came out the other side. I was sweating, panting with exertion as I gave it my all. Julie wasn't in much better state, sweat was dripping from her long hair, so soaked in perspiration that it was stuck to her face and back. Her make-up had been pretty much ruined by the earlier throat-fuck and it had totally given up now, smudging her face like she'd tried putting it on in the middle of a thunderstorm. The teen's body shook as if an explosion had gone off in her, "Yesssss, yesssss, yessssss." The force of her orgasm rippled through her body and into me, spurring me on to slam her teen ass even deeper and faster. I could feel my own excitement building as my eyes seemed to shut of their own accord and my face contorted as if I was in a wind tunnel. I gave a grunt as I came. The white, gooey flood of semen shot from my cock down Julie's ass tunnel. I pulled out, going flaccid even as I withdrew. I could see Brandi zooming the camera in on Julie's ass. It was one hell of a money shot, with the ass-hole wide opened, flooded with jizm, which was trickling out. But there was one final shot and Susan was on it. The Milf moved to crouch behind Julie, as the teen lay groaning in exhausted post-orgasmic bliss. "Come to Mommy," said the Milf just loudly enough to be heard by the camera's built-in microphone. She peeled apart Julie cheeks and pushed her tongue down her daughter's gaping butt and began to lick out my cum. I moved closer so that Brandi could get me in shot and gave my camera operator a thumbs up. She gave me one back. We both know when we have a hit on our hands. * Others in this series: Fuck me and my Mom 1: The Gilmore Girls Fuck Me And My Mom: Gilmore Girls My name is James Rock and I fuck Mothers and Daughters for a living. Perhaps I should explain. My official job isn't Mother-Daughter Fucker, but actor, though truth be told the acting I do isn't going to win me an Oscar. And James Rock is my stage name; my real name is a lot more boring and not the type of thing people wanting a quick jerk-off would be impressed with. Rock has a more... more hardcore sound. James... well James is a normal name – kinda like an average Joe; makes people think that it could be them fucking this cute teen and her busty mom. I'm the owner and main star of the 'Fuck me and my Mom' series. You may have heard of us? Yeah, we do DVDs, but we're mainly on the web. Fifteen years ago, when I started in this business – hell, it paid the College Fees – you put anything up on the Internet and someone would pay. But now its all niche – preggo sex, midgets, black guy and white girl (and vice versa), lesbian anal, babysitters sucking pensioners – fuck you name it the internet's got it. You need to specialise to keep up – you spread your net too wide you don't get a fish. So I specialise, running a few different sites, 'Gagging Teens', 'Preggo Ass Fucking' as well as tag teaming teens and matures; it pays the rent and then some. But even in your niche you need to stand out from the competition. Plenty of my competitors get a mature model with younger one with the same hair colouring and pretend they're a mom and daughter. Me – well, I confess I did it with some of my early shoots, but now its only real mommies and their devoted daughters. It started as a gimmick on the site – write to Jamie Rocks if you're a mother/daughter combo wanting to get fucked. It was a surprise when women started to write in; there was a vast untapped market out there and I took it. Lots of different reasons – Mom just divorced and daughter looking to get her back in the saddle; Mom's wanting to make sure their daughter's first fuck was in a safe environment; both sides wanting to bond as daughter stood on the cusp of adulthood. And, sometimes, just for fun. Which brings me to the Gilmore Girls... I was sitting in the car with Brandi, she's my camera operator – one of the best in the business, pretending we're driving over to the Gilmores. I say pretending as in reality we'd been there at seven in the morning; Brandi setting up the lights and equipment, me going over the contracts and Suze, that's my make-up girl, just hanging round until me and Brandi were out of her hair and she could get to work on the Gilmores. But anyway Brandi lifts up the camera and I count her down; "Three, two, one." "So," goes Brandi, "who we visiting today?" I grinned, flashing my pearly white teeth at the camera, "Pair of hot sluts – Lorelai and Rory Gilmore;" I reached over and fiddled around in the dashboard compartment for the letter; we've timed it so I stop at a junction as I read it. It didn't matter I'd already committed it too heart, "Dear James... hell I love polite openings... my name is Lorelai Gilmore; I'm a single Mom with a eighteen year old daughter, Rory. Here's our picture..." Once I edit the film I'll add the photo. It's a damn good one – sometimes I get Brandi to do a couple when we're on set as the ones sent in are poor quality holiday snaps – but this, this was almost professional. A busty Milf was sitting on the edge of a bubble bath, her legs agape and dangling in the water. Between them sat this delectable teen, bath foam running up her body, but not enough to conceal a pair of pert titties. Her arms were draped over her Mom's thighs, whilst her Mom's hands massaging her shoulders. But it was the wanton smiles and wicked eyes that had persuaded me I wanted to fuck them. "Nice..." I continued with the letter, "We're extremely close; shopping, vacations, night-clubs – you name it we do it together. However, one thing we want to do but haven't is to have sex with the same guy. We live in a place called Stars Hollow, but with the lack of action it should be called Sleepy Hollow. Please do come and make our dream a reality." I folded the letter and slid it into my top pocket, just in time for the lights to change. "Great looking pair," said Brandi, "and the Rory's tits aren't bad either. Bet she'll be tight." "Hell yeah, all her holes are gonna be tight," I confirmed. There was a whoop from Brandi; faked, as I'd already gone over the positions with her and the Gilmores, "You going to bang dat ass." "Damn right – I'm gonna to gape that little asshole and then I'm gonna fuck her Mom's until you could stuff a grapefruit up it," I boasted. "They're pretty attractive as well – but you know what I say..." she paused for added dramatic effect, "no gal is so pretty she can't be improved by a cum bath." I laughed, even though, or perhaps because, I'd written that into our script, "Them sluts – they're going to be facialized. Damn I love my job..." "Turn left," instructed Brandi. I like Brandi a lot, but she does have a phobia that somehow I'll miss a turning and we'll end up lost in the Nevada Desert. I pulled into the drive of a nice Middle America home, white picket fences and well kept lawn. Suze was standing at the door, "Everything ready," I called from the car. Suze nodded, "We're all set up." "'Kay... Brandi you want to follow me as I knock on the door. Suze, I think Lorelai should open it as she was the one who wrote. Keep Rory in the lounge, sitting on the sofa." I got out of the car and headed towards the front door as Brandi got the camera rolling again, time for an ad-lib, "Them fences aren't the only things that are going to be painted white by the time I finish." I rang the doorbell. It opened before the first chimes had died away, "Hi James," squeaked Lorelai, hardly able to contain her excitement. "You must be Lorelai," I leant forward and gave her a kiss on the cheek before standing back, both to admire the view myself and give Brandi time for a close up. Suze had done her work well. Lorelai's mouth was endowed with bright red lipstick – cocksucking shade as my wife calls it. She was dressed in a pair of hotpants that were a size to small, with a T-shirt, which was so low cut that sudden movement would have caused a nipple slip. I moved forward again and looked down at her titties, "Those real?" "Why don't you touch them and see," Lorelai licked her lips seductively as I reached forward and grabbed her tits. "Fuck Lorelai – they're natural; damn firm as well. I bet Rory was bottle-fed, and speaking of Rory let's go in so you can introduce me..." Brandi moved the camera down so it focussed on Lorelai's swinging ass as she led us into the main room. If Rory's tits didn't have her Mom's plumpness they were still a pretty fine pair, jutting out against a very thin and very tight black pullover, so stretched that you could have hung your keys on the pointed nipples. Her short skirt just about covered the cracks of her thighs, but left uncovered a pair of sexy smooth legs. "Hi... this is my daughter Rory," Lorelai introduced us. As I instructed her earlier Rory gave a shy look up as her Mom sat down beside her, "Hello Mr Rock." "Call me James," I sat down on the chair opposite, out of camera shot, as Brandi focussed on the two women, "So Lorelai, you and Rory do everything together..." "Everything..." purred the Milf and leant forward so Brandi could get a cleavage shot. "You must be close," I said, as Lorelai was planted so near to her daughter their naked legs were rubbing against each other it was literally true. "Very close," confirmed Lorelai in her sexiest voice. "What about giving her a kiss?" I asked. It was in the contract and script, neither of the two of them had balked at that, or any of my other comments. Still they acted it well as Lorelai raised an eyebrow and looked at Rory, who giggled and looked away. "Come on Rory, give your Mom a kiss," I put on a persuasive tone. Lorelai put out her hands and gently moved Rory's head so they were facing. Their lips touched for less than a second and Rory turned away with a fit of the giggles; "Go on Rory, give your Mom a proper kiss." Shyly Rory turned her head to face her Mom again. Her head moved closer and she opened her mouth slowly. Lorelai met her, lips wide. For a few seconds they frenched each other as Lorelai's hands moved down to grip her daughters. It was only brief, before they broke. Rory giggled again and looked away, Lorelai's laugh was throatier and she looked seductively into the camera. I leant back into my chair, "So Lorelai – what's your favourite position?" "Oh, I do anything," the way she licked her lips and preened herself gave me a feeling that wasn't just something she was saying for the camera. I persisted, "But you must have a favourite? Go on tell me." Lorelai laughed, a sexy, hoarse sound, "Well... I love to be bent double whilst a well hung stud pounds my ass." "Well, I'll see what we can do," I laughed and turned back to Rory, "What about you Rory – you like it up the ass?" The teen simpered and looked at the floor, murmuring something very quietly. "Come on Rory, speak up..." I instructed. She wasn't much louder when she spoke again, but at least she was audible, the girl was really play the shy teen to perfection, "I've never done anal." I put a note of shocked, surprise into my voice, "Never done it up your ass," I gave a brief pause, "Lorelai – what type of a Mom are you? That's a failing in your motherly duties." Lorelai gave that sexy laugh, as she put a finger in Rory's hair and twisted it round in a mommy like fashion, "Yeah, I'm a bad Mom; though I'm hoping to put that right." I gave a tut as if disapproved, in reality Rory had said she'd taken quite a few cocks up there. But for the film it was better that Rory was an anal virgin rather than the ass-fucking Queen of Stars Hollow. I paused for a few seconds, allowing Brandi to get a few seconds of the Gilmore's faces, before I spoke again, "Anyway speaking off ass, are you going to show me yours." "Sure," Lorelai jumped up and turned around, her daughter doing so more reluctantly. True to the script Lorelai pulled down her shorts and thong in one easy motion, stepping out and bending over. She pulled apart her cheeks as Brandi zoomed for a close up. Rory on the other hand just turned around and stood still as Brandi widened the view. Her Mom dropped one of her hands from a cheek and put her hand up her daughter's skirt, "Want me to help?" Rory paused for a second, as if considering, before shaking her head. She slid her thumbs under the elastic of the skirt, slowly pushing it down to her knees before stepping out of it. A light blue pair of panties still covered her ass. "All of it Rory," I said and her Mom laughed. There was another pause from Rory, she bit her lip and briefly straightened up, as if she meant to walk away. Her Mom's hand landed on her ass with a friendly slap, "Get them off Rory," she said. Her daughter complied; slowly, but seductively she peeled them down, exposing her firm butt cheeks to the camera. I didn't want to come fully in view yet, but I did reach out my hands and give each of the Gilmores a playful squeeze, "You work out Lorelai?" "Horizontally," she laughed and even Rory tittered. "Is the front as good as the back? "What do you think Brandi?" I asked, turning to my camera operator. I have no problem breaking the fourth wall; if it's good enough for Hamlet, it's good enough for Fuck me and my Mom. "It'll be good to see some tit," replied my camera operator. "You heard what Brandi said, are we go to see some tittie?" I spoke to the Gilmores. Even as I spoke Lorelai was lifting her T-shirt and dropping it to the ground. She turned round, as Brandi filmed her top half. She shook her body so the tits bounced playfully, before she slid her hands under them and lifted them up. Her tongue moved round her lips seductively as she dropped them back down, moving her fingers lightly round the aureoles. Rory had halfway lifted her pullover and paused. She turned her head to look at me and giggled, before straightening her back away and pulling the pullover off. It dropped in front of her and she kicked it away. "Let us see them Rory," I coaxed. Before she turned round the teen draped her arm across the nipples and slid the other one to hide her pussy. Slowly she pivoted to face me and the camera. "Drop your arm Rory," I urged. "Come on Rory, there's a good girl," Lorelai purred. Rory gave a small smile and dropped her arm, moving it so that it rested on top of the other. Her tits were firm, like two unripened pears. Lorelai reached over and gave one a squeeze of encouragement. There was another giggle from Rory as her Mom clamped onto the tit. But the viewers, like me, were also interested in something lower down, "So Rory are we going to see your pussy? Or are you keeping that for your husband?" Rory looked up at her Mom, who gave a nod of encouragement. Turning back to face me, Rory moved her hands to her side, showing her hairless slit. I gave a whistle, "No need to be shy with a cunt like that. What do you think Lorelai?" "Very nice, very smooth," Lorelai dropped a hand from the teen's tit and used it to stroke the hairless twat, sending Rory into another fit of embarrassed giggles. "So Rory, your Mom thinks your pussy is nice; what do you think of hers?" Rory's eyes flicked down as Brandi zoomed out so we could see what she was looking at. It wasn't quiet as smooth as Rory's, a tiny, but well kept, strip of hairs coming up from the top of the slit. Rory gave a small smile, "It looks sweet." I agreed. "Sweet enough to kiss?" I asked. Rory looked at her Mom. Lorelai gave a small nod at her daughter. Turning to me Rory gave a nervous grin, "Sweet enough," she confirmed and dropped to her knees. Her lips pursed and she gave a peck against Lorelai's slit lips. The teen giggled and turned to me with a damn sweet smile. I gave her a wink as she turned back and gave a slightly longer kiss. "What about giving it some tongue?" I suggested. Lorelai nodded enthusiastically as Rory turned, shyly shaking her head. "Go on," I coaxed. Rory looked at the floor and then at the cunt. She slowly pushed her tongue in an inch, before swiftly withdrawing it. "You enjoyed that didn't you?" I asked. "Yes... a little," giggled Rory and nodded. She turned and slid her tongue in again, this time moving it slowly back and forth. I hadn't been wasting my time whilst we'd been talking. Even as I spoke I was getting undressed so I was as naked as the Gilmore Girls. Now, I know my limitations – as an actor I'm unlikely to be invited to join the Royal Shakespeare Company; but as porn star I've got a damn good muscular physique and a twelve inch cock, made to seem bigger by me shaving. I moved into the camera view, my erect penis jutting in Rory's face. The teen stopped tonguing her Mom and let her mouth open in shock. "Wow... it's even bigger than on film," she gasped. Her Mom was more practical. She dropped to her knees in front of me. Her cocksucker lips opened and I swiftly felt the delicious feeling of them running over my cock. Lorelai moved back and forth, moving her lips over me, as my dick disappeared into her mouth. Rory bit her lips and looked at her with a mixture of apprehension and jealousy. I patted her head, "It's big enough for two, Rory." Delicately her tongue went out to lick at my ball sack. She was reluctant at first, or at least appeared to be, but gradually she got into it, running her tongue all over my sack, up, down, above, below; all the time keeping her eyes on her Mom sucking me; "Swap places, Lorelai, I want to see if Rory's a good a cocksucker as her Mom." Lorelai moved aside as Rory shuffled to take her place. She looked up at me, before quickly shifting eye contact; "You ever sucked cock before Rory?" I asked. "A couple of times," Rory admitted. Shy is fine, but the punters don't want them too virginal. Anyway with her body it was stretching credibility that Rory had reached eighteen without some dick. She looked up and gave me a small smile, before gingerly sliding her mouth onto the cock. Lorelai reached round and moved her daughter's hair round the back of her neck, holding it in place as the teen bobbed down. I gave a groan as Rory took me deep. Sadly, this wasn't a Teen Gaggers shoot, though I made a mental note to see if Rory was interested in doing a scene for that. Still it took all my strength of will to pull my cock out. "Either you've been sucking a lot of cock or you're a damn talented amateur," I said and Rory blushed, either from pleasure or embarrassment or a mixture of both. Lorelai nudged her daughter in the ribs and repeated what I said, making her daughter go even more cherry coloured. Gentleman that I am I reached down and took Lorelai's hand, helping her to her feet, before doing the same for Rory. I put my arms round their waists, looking at each of them in turn, "You're a pair of fine cocksuckers." I guided them over to the sofa. First I sat Rory down, then I lay Lorelai on top of her, with her back arched, her knees underneath and her mouth next to the teen's slit. Finally I knelt behind her. I paused momentarily before driving my prick into the Milf's open pussy. There was a shriek of pleasure from Lorelai as I entered her. I gripped her waist and began to fuck her hard. "Oh yessss, oh yessss, fuck me, oh yessss," Lorelai wailed. My large dick was jamming her pussy, sending waves of pleasure rippling through her. At first Rory sat primly still, in character. But it was obvious that her real sluttishness was just bursting to come to the surface, she licked her lips and ran a hand up and down her Mom's spine. "Oh that is so goooood," Lorelai let out another powerful yell as I rammed her clit into her cunt wall. Rory was definitely hotting up, she was squirming her legs against her Mom's face, trying to encourage her Mom to lick out her slot. I pulled out of Lorelai and jumping up, scooped Rory in my arms. Positioning my arms beneath her ass, I tried to guide my cock into her snatch. Lorelai, dropped down beside me and gripping it guided it expertly into her daughter's slit. "Shit," gasped Rory, throwing her head back, she let out a moan. I guess she hadn't had anything that big in her before and I was right she was tight. Her pussy gripped my cock like it was trying to strangle it as I pushed it deep in, "Oh fuck," screamed Rory, "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck... fuck me hard." Holding the petite teen I slammed her twat. I could feel her juice starting to trickle down my knob. Gradually as she lubricated me and I opened the hole, I moved faster, pushing the cock in so deep that my balls were almost following it in, "Fuck... fuck..." Rory yelled. It wasn't just my cock that was making her scream. Her Mom was standing behind her gripping her tits hard and pulling them apart and together. Lorelai's tongue slid out and I pushed myself against her daughter so that I could reach it with the tip of my own. "Oh fuck... oh my...fucking... this is...fuck," Rory was incoherent as I moved her back to the sofa. At the last moment I twisted so that it was me sitting on it, with Rory on top. Momentarily my cock slid out of her, but it was the work of seconds to get it back in. I gripped her waist, but otherwise let her do the work as she bounced up and down. Her hair was matted against her forehead as sweat dribbled down from her body, "Fuck... what... oh... fuck, yesss...Moooom." This last comment was aimed at Lorelai. The Milf had dropped between my legs, holding onto my thighs as her tongue slid over her daughter's butt. I let go off Rory's slender waist and gripped her cheeks, pulling them apart. Lorelai slid her tongue in, licking at the top of her daughter's ass hole. The tongue pushed in even as my cock slammed up the teen's front hole. Fuck Me And My Mom: Gilmore Girls It was time to change position. On film at least, it was time for Rory to loose her anal virginity. I gripped her waist and eased her off, "Up you stand." She did so, sexual frustration that we hadn't finished written on her face. It didn't last for long, "Turn round and come back down, Rory. Let's do that ass." She lowered herself so that the tip of my cock was underneath her hole. My cock was as hard as iron and I felt myself shiver in anticipation at the thought of it going up that tight teen ass. I gripped my cock as she hovered and waited for her to come down. Rory's puckered hole touched my prick, "Easy does it," encouraged her Mom as Rory continued to move downwards. Her hole opened as my dick went up. We both gave a satisfied sigh as she gradually slid down. The pressure crushing against my cock was knee trembling and the way Rory wiggled to accommodate me sent electric shocks hurtling down to my toes. We began to move in unison, me up, her down, until our flesh slapped against each other. Rory gave a heartfelt moan, "It's so...so...so...oh..." We started to bang rhythmically, my hands reaching round to grip hold of her titties, as she leant back against my chest, brushing my head with her hair. Lorelai had continued to sit in front of Rory, now as I started to ass fuck her daughter, the Milf's tongue went to Rory's other hole. Rory gasped in pleasure as her Mom licked at her. Above them I could see Brandi zooming in for a close up of my cock stretching the teen's ass, whilst Lorelai licked her juicy twat. Rory was moaning loudly now, unable to even attempt to string together a sentence. My cock went deep into her back chute, stimulating her G-spot so much that she shrieked in pleasure and shook like an earthquake's epicentre was buried in her ass. The slap of my thighs against her butt competed with the lapping sound as Lorelai cleaned cunt. I looked down at the Milf's face; she was obviously enjoying her daughter's taste. Half of me didn't want to break that, but there was one more scene. Still I could tell Rory was on the cusp, so I continued for another minute until her scream pierced through me like an ice-pick, "Fuuuuuucccckkkkk, aaaaarrrggghhhh." I pulled out my cock, pushing Rory up, keeping my hand on her butt to stop her overbalancing as she recovered her senses. "Your turn Lorelai," I gripped my cock as she swung onto her hands and knees. Rory got on top of her, sliding her soaking wet pussy up and down her Mom's back as her hands reached down to pull apart the Milf's cheeks. I pushed into Lorelai's back passage. She wasn't as tight as Rory, but her walls still clamped at my cock. My balls banged against her ass as I slammed back and forth. In my eyeline I could see the gaping back hole of her daughter filled with a finger as Rory began to finger her ass. Even as she was doing it she continued to slide herself up and down her Mom, uttering guttural cries of pleasure. Lorelai wasn't quiet either, "Yessss, yessss, bang my ass, yessss, yesss," she let loose an almost non-stop flow of words. I was almost ready to come. I jerked out my cock, not trusting myself to speak without gasping, I motioned with one hand. Luckily they got that my swivelling motion was for them to get on their hands and knees in a begging position. Lorelai's lips closed down on my cock and she sucked me to completion. I pulled out just in time; a jet of white cum spurted from my cock, flying through the air. Most of it coated Lorelai, with just enough splashes and specks landing on Rory for her to be able to claim she'd been facialized by James Rock. I groaned as Lorelai opened her mouth again and began to clean my cock. Beside her Rory took her Mom's face in her hand and began to lick away the cum covering her cheek. I could tell this was going to be one of my most popular films.... Fuck Me and My Mom: Van de Kamps I don't own any of the characters of Desperate Housewives. They belong to Marc Cherry. I'm only borrowing them... All the characters in this are over eighteen. * The hits and downloads I got for the Parrs 'Fuck me and my Mom' shoot were incredible. It was easily my most popular film, and the clips I circulated on the free porno video sites brought in enough new punters that it paid for itself ten times over. I enjoyed the shoot and from the download numbers so did my members. And whilst I knew why I liked it (nailing Vi Parr and her Mom) like any good CEO I wanted to find out why the paying public had gone for it, so I could give them more. So I read the comments on the bottom of the site. I learnt a few things; literacy isn't improved if you're typing one-handed, Helen Parr is still as popular a Milf as she was as a tender teen twenty years ago, and I'm less well known, even on my own website than Mr Incredible, but we're both better known than Frozone. And the viewers loved the fact the Mom and daughter were gang-fucked. It wasn't that they disliked me on my own, or at least I hoped not, but it was a big turn-on to watch a Milf and teeny share multiple cocks in a cum crazed fuckfest. Ever since I'd been thinking about how I could get a repeat performance with a couple of cuties getting pounded in multiple holes. The trouble was finding them, sure there were plenty of porn stars out there who could act the part of a Mom and daughter, but that'd be short-changing my viewers who paid a moderate (and still good value for money) amount of bucks for real Mommies and their girls. And the real Mom/daughters who wrote in were either just looking for a solo James Rock fuck or just didn't cut it (too fat, too frumpy, too fugly). That was until I was introduced to Bree van de Kamp and her barely legal daughter, Danielle. Bree was a friend of Susan Mayer, who'd starred in one of my previous shoots and it was Susan, who was making a name for herself as fuck-star since her debut, who put her and Danielle in touch with me. Bree was a stunning redhead, her skin so pale that it was like a porcelain doll, an impression her finely sculpted features did nothing to dispel; at first glance she looked too prim and proper for porn. I was more drawn to her daughter at first looks; Danielle had a more earthy look, her hair a mix between her Mom's red and a darker brown, her lips were fuller, her cheekbones less sharp. In the first photo I saw of them, sitting on a sofa, despite the demure pose, I saw a naughtiness in Danielle's smile that made me stir. Even if her Mom wasn't made for Fuck me and my Mom, Danielle could easily fit in with one of my other sites, Teenie Anal Orgies p'haps. It was the second photo that changed my mind on Bree. The setting was the same; the sofa in the main room -- except this time the Mom and daughter were naked, their legs in the air and hands down to their pussies, peeling apart the holes. Danielle was smouldering, but I'd been expecting that her sultry smile would look even hotter when she was showing her wares; but Bree, she was a surprise, I'd be expecting a look of innocence defiled, what I got was Jezebel. And if you're going to group-fuck Jezebel and her daughter you don't want to hire some small limp-pricked schoolboys, so for the gangbang I'd gone and hired some experienced talent and mixed them with some big dicked newcomers to fill the van de Kamps holes. For the experience I'd gone for Mike Delfino, rough looking, with tattoos and stubble and with a massive dick that had plumbed plenty of pussy; and Carlos Solis, a suave Latino, with a stylish goatee and an the sexual athleticism of Pan. For youth I'd gone for Matthew Applewhite, a handsome young black up and comer who was developing a reputation for keeping it up and making others cum. He was only slightly older than my final star; Zach Young, who might have looked like a dorky college student, but sported one of the thickest and longest dicks I'd seen in this business. My six stars were in place in the room, Brandi, my camera operator, had hoisted the up her camera and was giving me the thumbs up, Suze had finished touching up Danielle's blusher and was heading towards the kitchen and the home made donuts. I smiled and walked to my seat, "Let's get this show on the road." * As James Rock called out Bree van de Kamp's feelings were a mixture of excitement and an anxiety that bordered on terror. Her friend, Susan Mayer, had confided in Bree she had felt the first time she had done a porno; but Susan, Bree reflected, had only done a threesome with James Rock and her daughter -- Bree and Danielle were going to be taking four dicks between them. It wasn't the numbers that worried Bree, despite her puritanical exterior more than once she'd picked up a couple of guys for casual sex and Danielle wasn't inexperienced, before Susan and Julie Mayer entered the porn business and scooped her crown Danielle had easily been Fairview's most sluttiest. Nor, was it even doing it on film, she could as easily ignore the camera as she could ignore drunk on-lookers when she got fucked in the back-lot behind some anonymous bar. No, what worried her was that compared to the pornios the studs normally fucked she'd be found wanting, an amateur that was laughed at. Matthew moved next to her, raising a glass to his lips, "Nice party," he said, a smile on his lips. Bree raised her own wineglass; she wished there was alcohol in it, it would settle her nerves, but it was only coloured water, just a prop in a scene. For a moment she was silent before she remembered she had lines. She forced a smile, her white teeth gleaming between her ruby red lips, "I'm so glad you could all come to my little soiree. Danielle is about to go to college and I wanted to throw her a goodbye party with our neighbours..." she paused, before adding, "... the good looking ones." That bit wasn't untrue; the four men looked dashing and handsome in their slacks and smart jackets, even Mike, who had stubble like a barbed wire fence, even Zach, who's hair looked like it had just escaped from a seventies cop movie. They all looked good, like it was a real party. Bree and Danielle were in similar party dresses, ones who's halters tied behind their neck and exposed the sides of the van de Kamps titties so much that a sudden twist would lead to a nipple slip. It made Bree feel both sexy and uncomfortable, though her daughter seemed more relaxed, giggling as Carlos leaned in close to her and whispered a joke, his hand moving down to her butt. Matthew's fingers crawled across Bree's own butt cheeks, like a spider, until he found a place to rest and clamped down. She remember to smile, glancing at the camera, as it focused on the Milf and teen's relaxed reaction to having their butts touched. "We'll all miss Danielle," said Zach, he was moving behind the teenager, putting his hands on her waist. Danielle giggled as Zach's hands wrapped round her, enclosing her tummy and stroking at her belly button through the thin material, "Thanks guys," she tittered. "I think Bree will miss her the most," Mike said. Bree felt his hand on her ass as he moved forward to join the others; it all look accidental but it was perfectly choreographed, the two women in the centre, the four men around them, one at each corner of an imaginary ring. Bree smiled "Oh, I'll miss my beautiful daughter." She smiled, though inwardly her stomach jumped and heaved with nerves; she wondered if Danielle was as anxious as she was. She didn't look, instead her head was moving nearer, her lips pursing. It was too late to back away, Bree moved to meet her, hoping that her daughter wouldn't find the kiss a disappointment. Still holding their wineglasses, they met, their lips remained close, but pressing against each other with more firmness than with a normal mother-daughter kiss. After a few moments they moved back, Bree smiled and said, "I'll miss her very much," she said, with a sexy lick of her lips. "I'll miss you too, Mom," said Danielle, her mouth opened invitingly, the sexy half-pout calling to Bree. The redhead's mouth moved forward again, her nervousness quickly being forgotten in the heat of the scene. Again her mouth pressed against Danielle's, but this time there wasn't even a pretence of it being familial. Her lips opened and her tongue slid against her daughter's. It might have been wrong, but it felt so right, the eighteen year old wrapping her own tongue round her Mom's in a serious welcome. Bree felt her body electrify, the excitement she had felt becoming stronger, taking her over and pushing away her fears; Danielle might have kissed a lot of boys, but she didn't seem to be disappointed in her Mom's making out skills. Bree kissed harder, pushing her tongue round her daughter's mouth. From the corner of her eye she could see Brandi coming forward, her camera focussing on the van de Kamp's munching mouths. Out of shot the men were taking the glasses from the women's hands and putting them somewhere safe. Danielle's tongue pushed back, flicking deep into her Mom, the teen forcing her lips hard against Bree. Their mouths moved, opening and half-closing, like they were munching and trying to eat the other one up. Zach moved behind Danielle, Mike behind Bree, both had removed their shirts, exposing their muscular pecs and in Mike's case tattoos to Brandi as the camerawoman zoomed out to take the whole scene. Bree knew what was coming, but even so she felt a little stab of surprise as Mike undid the halter round her neck, pulling the dress down to her hips. Opposite her Zach was doing the same to her daughter, Bree could see his appreciative smile as he briefly fondled Danielle's tits whilst staring at hers, "That looks better," he said. Neither of the van de Kamps replied, they couldn't as their mouths clasped even more firmly together. There hadn't been much of a space between them, but it closed even more as Bree leant into her daughter, feeling the teen's sexy breasts rubbing against her, pert and hard, the nipples standing out like little pebbles. Bree's own nipples went stiff, as Danielle's lithe body leaning against her squashed her large tits. Their mouths went into overdrive, munching so much they ached. "The pair of you are fucking hot," said Mike, as his hand reached round to fill the space between the two women's tummies, the palm massaging at Bree's belly, whilst her daughter was so close that his knuckles were rubbing at her. "Are you hungry?" Bree's head came back and she looked at her daughter. "Yes," giggled her daughter. Her head moved to the side to look at Matthew and Carlos as they came into the camera's shot. Both men had used the time that the van de Kamps had been making out to get naked, their bodies were firm and glistening, the cocks, large and erect, sticking out like weapons. Danielle's tongue moved round her drying lips, and she looked back to her Mom, "You mean hungry for cock?" "What else?" said Bree. She let go off her daughter and shrugged off Mike to sit down on her knees in front of Carlos, her dress flapping on the floor. Her tongue was out and began to lick at his shaft, running round the massive gland. Beside her the topless Danielle also positioned herself in front of Matthew and began to copy her Mom. The two women's tongue darted out and in, twisting and twirling round the large pricks in front of them. They licked round the uncovered tips, sliding over the eyelets and down the stretched skin, over the pulsating veins and down to the smooth balls, licking at the sacks and sucking them into their mouths. Carlos and Matthew grinned and high-fived as the van de Kamp's tongues went back the way they'd come, leaving hardly any of the dick dry from their saliva. "Suck it, suck it properly," said Carlos as Bree's tongue returned to his tip. "Okay," said Bree and opened her lips to take it in. "You too," grinned Matthew to Danielle, but the teen was ahead of him, her mouth already half-way down the dick. The van de Kamp's went up and down the dick like they were live on headbangers ball. Their lips were clamped down on the pricks, which filled their mouths, pressing their tongues to the bottom. The two men gripped the back of their heads, pushing the two debutante porn stars further down their dicks, until the thick, lengthy members were threatening the back of the women's throats. Bree's eyes widened and a little smudge of eyeliner smeared with a tear. In her peripheral vision she could see Danielle struggling with the dick in her mouth, the teen's eyes watering as well. Just as it seemed that Bree and Danielle were going to choke the men gave their hair a little tugs; the van de Kamp's shot back gasping in some air. "Fuck man," said Matthew, "You can suck cock." Danielle's mouth was already heading down again, determined to take even more than last time. Bree followed her, her lips encased around the Latino's dick, taking it far into her mouth and into her throat. It pushed at her gullet, making her eyes widen and mist over, water leaking from them; saliva and spit leaked from her mouth as she fought the gag. Carlos pushed it a bit deeper and she heaved, coating his dick with her bile, even as her head shot back like she'd been stung. She wiped her lips as she looked at the erect penis in front of her, "That looks nice and wet," and turned her head to Zach. The young man had removed his pants and was standing inches from her, his erect prong jutting in her face, "Your turn..." Swivelling at a right angle Bree turned to face the new cock. Danielle was doing the same, so that she end up back to back with her Mom, their feet against each other. Brandi was moving back to get everyone in shot, the two topless women, their dresses still round their waists, the two recently sucked guys, gently stroking their cocks and the two replacements, hard and eager. Bree smiled and leant forward; this time she didn't tease or lick, but opened her mouth and took the dick in, sliding up and down, quickly and passionately. She couldn't see her daughter, but she could hear the slurps as she sucked Mike. The Milf and teen's heads bobbed up and down the dicks, lubricating them with their saliva and sucking the hard muscles, leaving the men groaning and grunting with pleasured excitement. Brandi moved around, sometimes zooming in on Bree or Danielle's face as they sucked at the cocks, at other times she shot their whole bodies, shooting not just the dick between their lips, but their bouncing boobies and taut midriffs, heaving in and out as they sucked. At other times she panned out, so as to film both van de Kamps in their full glory, their heads banging back and forth, almost in unison. "Fuck," gasped Zach, pausing then repeating it with even greater emphasis, "Fuck." The Milf's mouth was so deep down his cock that her lips were just inches from taking in his balls. Her eyes watered so much she was continually blinking, her jaw sore and the back of throat aching as she retched some more bile over his dick. Her head moved back, Brandi, moving in to catch a shot of the dick exiting the redhead's mouth, a trail of saliva between the tip and her lips. "That's ready, thick and slick," said Bree. She was held out her hand for Zach and Carlos to help her to her feet. Behind her Danielle was also standing. Bree moved her hands down her waist to the dress, hanging their, "Let me get this off." The guys helped her, pulling the dress down over her thighs and down to her ankles. She stepped out of it and to beside Danielle. The Milf and her slutty daughter put their arms around each other and posed for the camera, letting Brandi drink in their naked beauty in a long running shot, which slid over them, exploring their pussies, boobs and sexy smiles, before panning out to linger on them standing together. There was a nod from James Rock and the interval ended, the guys moving in on their metaphorical prey, their dicks as hard and long as spears. Within moments the two van de Kamps were on their hands and knees on the floor, Zach pushing his dick into Bree from behind and Mike entering her daughter. The two men gripped their partners' waists and eased their big dicks into their wet and wanton cunt holes. Bree moaned in pleasure as one of the biggest cocks she had ever had entered her, pushing aside her slit and sliding over the soaked walls. After a few moments he pulled back and thrust again, going deeper and harder. Bree's hands clawed at the carpet as the prong thrust down again, rolling over her clit and punching the bud into the wall. Zach pulled back and slammed down again, thrusting his whole length into her. Bree screamed, "Aaaaarggghhh, yessss, aaarrghhhh!" Her daughter was writhing and bouncing, her entire body jiggling forward and back as Mike ploughed into her soaking snatch. The teen was squealing with open mouthed pleasure, her eyes dancing with delight as Mike filled her hole. The two women, gasped and shook, their sides so close to each other that they could feel the other sweaty as they brushed against each other, smell the others excitement, sense the vibrations of the other body pulsing through the floor and air. Behind them the two guys were moving into a hard rhythm, slamming their dicks deep down the wet pussy, their balls sacks slapping against the van de Kamp's behinds. Bree screamed in pleasure as the Zach's dick shot over her spot again, her pussy pumping cum. He held her harder and pushed in, "Aaaaarggghh," the Milf screamed, "aaaarrghhh yessss." "Fuck me! Fuck my slutty cunt harder," shrieked her daughter beside her as Mike rammed into her, "Give it me, give me your dick, fuck me, fuck me!" The women's tits bounced beneath them, Danielle's pert one wobbling like jellies on a plate, Bree's larger ones swinging like a pair of yo-yos. They squealed and squeaked and screamed, rocking back and forth like the ground was quaking beneath their hands and knees. Bree felt her pussy start to shrink back to its normal size as Zach pulled his massive member out of her cunt, cum dripped from her wet hole, sliding over her lips and the top of thighs. "Oh, that was..." she didn't complete the sentence as Matthew moved behind her. Hands gripped her butt cheeks and the young black man began to ease them apart. It didn't come as a surprise to Bree, that was what the 'script' had said, some pussy fucking and then anal. Still, she was glad that she dildoed her ass to loosen it earlier as his cock was a monster, a python which threatened to split her. Beside her Danielle was getting into the spirit of the scene as she gasped, "Oh Carlos, come on, I want your big dick in my ass." "Fuck me, fuck my ass," Bree gasped, not wanting to be left behind in the slut stakes by her daughter. She tried to relax as the dick invaded her ass, stretching it like it had never been stretched before. She could feel her face contorting, her expression a mixture of shocked surprise at the girth and soreness as her bowels elasticated. And then the ecstasy, a burst of pleasure as Matthew's big dick pushed further in and sent waves of blissful joy shooting round her body. She gasped again, "Fuck it, ram my asshole open, wreck it with your big dick." Matthew and Carlos pounded in, slamming their cocks deeper and deeper into the van de Kamp's tight assholes, violating their intimate sanctuary with hard, stiff strokes. The two women shrieked and screamed, shuddering as the dicks went further into their butts. Matthew was grabbing Bree's waist hard, hitting the back of her thighs with his legs and ramming his member ball deep into her, so that with each thrust the sack slapped at her. Bree's boobs wobbled under her, bouncing and swinging, like two out of control baubles in a earthquake. The redheaded Milf's back arched as she came, cum dripping from her pussy hole, "Aaaaarrrghhh," she screamed, "Yesssssss, aaarrrggghhh!" Matthew held her waist harder and rammed faster, hammering his dick down her anal chute like it was butter and he was a hot knife. Each thrust was filling her, pleasuring, making her cum, making her drip wet juice from her cunt. Fuck Me and My Mom: Van de Kamps "Ooooohh, oooohhh, my God, harder, harder, fuck my butt," screamed Danielle beside her Mom, the teen evidently enjoying the anal pounding she was getting. Bree could feel her daughter's orgasms, the teen quaking and shivering as she came, like she was out of control. The teen's head jerked up, so hard that her Mom worried that her neck would snap, and then down again, "Ooooohhh, urrrrghhhh, aaaarhhhh, fuucckkk!" Mike moved in front of Bree and fed her his cock. Her lips closed round the giant prong, here was still a taste of girl cum on it, her daughter's juice permeating the dick. The busty redhead sucked greedily, slurping in Mike. The stud began to fuck her mouth, his hips swinging in and out, slamming his cock down into her as Matthew's big bang dick pounded her from behind, the two guys spit-roasting her like she was a piece of meat on a stick. Beside her Danielle was enjoying the same treatment, Carlos gripping her waist hard and pounding as Zach held her head between his hands and thrust his dick down into her mouth. Unable to let out their cries of pleasure the Mom and daughter had to rely on their gyrations to show their enjoyment, moving to the beat of their lovers thrust with enthusiasm. Cum trickled from their pussies, more as first Danielle and then Bree, moved to balance with one hand and to use the other to rub at their cunts, shoving fingers deep into the damp, sticky holes. And all the times Brandi was filming the action from all angles, following the dicks as they carved deep in ass holes and were swallowed by the van de Kamp's wanton mouths. "Let's swap positions," said Zach, following a nod from James Rock, the producer following the action with a professional eye. The guys pulled out from Bree and she got to her feet again. She looked at her daughter, the teen's hair was dishevelled and her skin was red and flushed, lipstick and eyeliner smeared her face; but she was smiling happily -- Bree knew how she felt; and now it was time for the DP scene. Carlos was down on his back, his legs apart and his dick sticking up at a right angle, beside him Mike was in the same position. Bree lowered herself ass down, back to Carlos. Her ass was still stretched and opened from Matthew; the cock went in as easily as a key in a lock. Danielle gave a whinny of pleasure as Mike entered her ass. The two men took the women under their thighs, gripping the fleshy parts of their legs and slowly began to work themselves up and down, fully elasticating the anal passages. Bree lay back into Carlos, playing with her large titties, pushing them together and squeezing the nipples. Danielle moved more forward, fingering her pussy and wiggling the hole, so that it was nice and easy. Both women moaned and groaned, "Oooohh, urrrhhhhh, yesssss, that's good, give it me." The two van de Kamp women went at it for a short while, making sure that the cocks were fully in their asses and that the butts were used to the anal invaders. Bree leant back on her hands, balancing on Carlos's dick; he paused. The redheaded Milf saw Brandi move to in front of them to prepare to shoot at another angle and she waited until the camera woman was ready, filming the Milf's and teen's soaking wet pussies, then Bree gave a smile to Zach and Matthew, "Come and fuck our pussies." "Yes," giggled Danielle in agreement, "Mom and me are greedy sluts; we want a double dicking." Brandi followed the two young men as they gripped their dicks and joined the others, pushing their hard members into the waiting snatches. Despite its earlier use Bree's pussy felt tight and squeezed as Zach forced his way in; it was like concrete being poured down, even if was concrete that was making her groan ecstatically. She could feel her pussy walls being stretched and strained, almost like they were going to rip, and even with being as wet as she was she could feel the friction as the hard dick. Her face contorted, though she wasn't sure how much was pain at the burning in her pussy or what felt like a iron rod in her ass, and how much was sexual bliss from the same. Zach raised himself and thrust down again, his dick tearing into her wet hole. Bree gave a gasp, "Fuck!" she said. Danielle was more demonstrative, she was shuddering like a live wire as she was hammered between Mike and Matthew, the two guys thrusting into her in unison. She screamed and squeezed her pert boobies with her hands so hard they almost popped, "Aaaarrrghhh, yesssss, fucccckkkk, yesssss!" Bree leant back further on Carlos, letting him take the weight of her body in his strong arms. It seemed to give Zach a bit more space and he thrust harder, driving his member down into her pussy and over her G-spot. This time the sounds from Bree's mouth were almost all pleasure. The young man banged down again, harder and deeper, hammering deep into her wet slit. Each thrust was racing over her clit, electrifying the spot and making her hum with ecstasy. "Oh fuck," she squeaked, "Fuck yes." Carlos slammed up, his massive dick spreading her ass walls and crashing against the cervix, just as Zach came down. For a moment Bree thought the thin membrane was going to snap and the two cocks would literally bump heads; but it held and with it came the most powerful orgasmic pleasure ever, as her clit was thumped from both sides. Her body arched and tensed, stretching and twisting as she screamed, "Aaaaarrrghhh, fuuuckkk, aaarrgggghhh." The two men continued to pound her, as beside her Danielle got the same exceptional treatment. The two van de Kamps shuddered as they were squeezed like ham in sandwich. Both women were flushed and red, shrieking in pleasure as the orgasms hit them. Their skin had a sweaty sheen, drips crawling down as they were double fucked. The men were perspiring too, water gushing down them like waterfalls as they pounded up and down, ramming the women's fuckholes. Fast and vigorously the men thrust in, continually torpedoing the van de Kamps beneath their waterlines, filling them with hard dick and turning them into raving, screaming, pussy-cum soaked messes. "Aaaaaarrrghhh, aaarggghhh! Fuck me, fuck me with your big cocks. Fill my fuckholes," "Yeessss! Yesssss! Oh my.... That's it! I want your dicks... fuck... yesss!" It might have felt squashed and squeezed, being pinned down and double-fucked, but it was worth it. Bree and Danielle shrieked and screamed, blown away by orgasms as the four men grunted and panted and pounded both women's two holes. "Fuucccck, aaaarrgggh, fuuuucckkk!" The van de Kamps writhed, their titties bouncing and wobbling. Bree reached out and grabbed her daughter's hand and squeezed it. A writhing and cumming Danielle squeezed back; Bree had sometimes had problems with Danielle as the teen grew up, but that was all in the past, and she had never felt closer to her daughter than holding her hand as they were both violently and vigorously double penetrated. They both screamed in unison as another pair of orgasms wrenched through them. * I had been right about Bree; she was Jezebel writ in flesh. Sitting on my chair watching the action I hadn't once lost my hardness, and only my professionalism and iron self-control had stopped me from whacking it out and jacking off. But looking at the guys, I could tell they were flagging, even if the nymphomaniacal Bree and Danielle could have carried on until the middle of next week. I gave a quick nod and they started to pull out of the porn sluts, as Brandy again shifted position. Bree and Danielle positioned themselves on their knees, looking for all the world like they were begging as they looked up into the faces of the guys as they surrounded them. Brandi zoomed into Danielle and Bree's faces as the men jacked at their dicks, the two sluts were soaked in sweat, their make-up messed and even Bree's perfectly styled hair was mussed. I smiled at their expressions, reflecting both their sexual satisfaction and their slutty desire for more. It was Zach who blasted first, shooting a string of cum all over Bree. The Milf cried out in pleasure as the white goo landed on her face and tits, her daughter moving in to help lick the cum away. The others shot their loads as well, one after the other, blasting their seed over Bree and Danielle - in their hair, over their faces, down the women's chests -- covering them in a silvery white glaze. Danielle's tongue carried on sliding out, licking and lapping at the cum from her Mom's bosoms and chin. I had another hit. Fuck Me Baby I made this audio for a special fan..you know who you are. * * * * * Click Here to listen: .mp3 format or .ogg format. (8 min/mp3) * * * * * Fuck Me, Cody I was sitting on a lounge chair at the pool of my hotel. It was quite peaceful, since it was only about 7 a.m. and I was the only one down there. I was engrossed in the Cosmo magazine I was reading, about "The Top 10 Sex Positions." "Whatcha reading?" I jumped about 3 feet in the air. Whoever that was had startled me. "You ok?" the male voice asked. I turned to look to see who was there, and found myself face to face with Cody Linley. I knew that he was less than a month older than me. He was a Scorpio, born 11/20/89. Oh god, I sound like a stalker! "Yeah. I-I'm fine" I stuttered. "But you're-" "Up early." Cody laughed, pulling his shirt over his head. "That's not what I meant. You're Cody Linley!" "Yeah, I am, aren't I?" Cody laughed again, got into the pool and started doing laps. Ok, I had to do something. I was alone in a hotel pool with Cody Linley! I didn't want to go swimming, so I decided to go in the hot tub. I turned the jets on, and slowly got in. I sat facing away from him, so he wouldn't think I was stalking. I sat back and relaxed in the hot tub, letting all my cares float away, but not forgetting that Cody was in the same room as me. All of a sudden, I heard "What's up?" I snapped out of it and looked to see Cody coming into the hot tub. He sat down right next to me and placed his hand on my leg. He cupped his other hand around my face and kissed me ever so gently. We started getting really into it and, pretty soon, his right hand had traveled under my bikini bottoms, rubbing my clit with his thumb and index finger and fingering me with his middle and ring fingers. My hands started to wander too, right over his bulge. He was very hard and growing harder every second. I moaned into his mouth as he swirled his tongue around mine, moving his fingers harder and faster. Moving my hand inside his swim trunks, I started stroking him. He was breathing very hard and his dick was throbbing. All of a sudden, he got out of the hot tub and motioned for me to follow him so I did, forgetting to grab my magazine. He took my hand in his and we walked to the end of the hall, into an elevator that I had never noticed before. Cody grabbed my face again and kissed me passionately once again. My whole body started tingling with happiness, as Cody grabbed my boobs and got down on his knees. "I locked the elevator" he whispered, right before he pulled my bottoms down and started nibbling on my inner thigh. I started moaning and running my hands through his abs. I was moaning like crazy as he laughed and asked if I wanted to sit down. I smiled and agreed, while sitting down. "Actually," Cody said, "It might work better if you were laying down..." I smiled again and laid down in the elevator. Cody hovered above me and stuck his tongue into my vag, swirling it around. I quickly pulled down his shorts and started sucking him lightly. He moved his tongue harder, in and out of my vagina, so I moved my mouth faster and harder around his dick. He moaned into my vag ever so softly, muttering "fuck yeah. fuck yeah." By then, Cody's tongue in my vag just wasn't doing it for me anymore. I took his dick out of my mouth and pushed him down onto the floor of the elevator. Honestly, he looked a little frightened. I was kinda shocked too, that I would be that aggressive. I sat on top of him, letting his dick slide up my vag. That's when he smiled. I rode that dick like a professional cowboy, and boy did he love it! "Fuck yeah, fuck yeah" I was actually surprised about how long we lasted. Almost an hour. We changed up positions quite a bit, too. Doggy style with Cody was completely amazing, he hit it from the back so hard! I had never had sex as great as this before. Finally, he pulled out, pushed my head down, and let loose inside my mouth. It was sweeter tasting than most cum I had swallowed. Cody must eat a lot of fruit! "I gotta go" he whispered, pulling his shorts back on, unlocking the elevator and heading down the hall. "Wait..." I called after him, but he had already gotten into the main elevator. He was gone. I went back into the pool room to grab my magazine and spotted Zac Efron swimming laps around the pool... Fuck Me Dean Ch. 01 Hi; my name is Dean & I'm an English teacher in rural Australia. My wife Beth and I are in our thirties, and we've just had our second baby. We've been together a long time, almost twelve years and like most long term couples we have sex far less frequently than we did in out twenties. We look different too. I work out so I'm still in pretty good shape but I'm a little balder than I was when we first met and Beth's a little heavier - I guess you could say life has become a little boring. Just before Christmas we were invited to a small barbeque with a few other couples that Beth knew from mothers group. It was just a casual thing, the kind where men stood around the barbie & drank beer while the ladies sat in groups and talked. We all had young kids who splashed around the pool together. I was kind of drunk & very relaxed so I wasn't really paying attention to what anyone was saying. In fact I was day dreaming whilst checking out one of the other wives - a hot little redhead named Shannon who was a little on the chubby side but had nice tits, a great round arse and a pretty face. She caught me looking and gave me a wicked smile. That's when we heard someone blurt out the words that started it all. "Well... it's a little like anal; a pain in the beginning, but you get used to it." It was Justine, a painfully thin woman with a loud nasal voice, who had made the comment. Nervous giggles bounced around the pergola. "So what's the matter? Are all of you saying you've never tried it that way? Not even once? Not even a finger up the date? No Way. I say bullshit." Well that opened up the party. We traded embarrassing sex stories and told a few dirty jokes. Someone suggested we put on dance music. My wife wasn't a big dancer. Neither was Shannon's husband Brett. Shannon walked over and grabbed me pulling me into the middle of the unofficial dance floor. We impressed everyone with our robot, our shopping trolly and our water sprinkler. Soon, a slow dance began. Shannon threw her arms around my neck and pressed her body to mine. Close... very close. I could feel her tits against my chest and her pussy on my thigh. I looked over at Beth who was paying no attention. "I like it that way, you know," she whispered into my ear. "What way? What are you talking about?" "In the arse. I love a hard cock up my bum bum." Shannon's arse filled out a pair of jeans like an advertisement. The image of my cock sliding between her cheeks made me hard. She ground her pussy against me. I looked over at Beth to make sure she still wasn't watching. Shannon's husband Brett, however, had his eyes glued on us. Shannon seemed to read my mind. "My husband doesn't mind. He likes to watch me." "You mean when you dance with other men?" "No. When I fuck other men." I was speechless. My cock was about to rip through my jeans. She shamelessly humped her pussy against it. My head was spinning. This was all wrong. "Do you want to come by tomorrow? I'll let you fuck me in the bum hole." Shannon shoved her tongue in my ear. I thought I was going to cum in my pants. My wife had never spoken to me like this. This woman was sex on legs! Fortunately the dance ended. Just before we broke apart she whispered the final set of instructions. "See you at 8:00 tomorrow night. I'll be waiting." My wife didn't know what hit her when we got home. As soon as she put the kids to bed I jumped her. My dick was desperate. I had her pressed against the wall with my hand between her legs when she giggled and pushed me away. She had to clean up the kitchen and pack the school lunches but promised to see me in bed later. I didn't have the patience and kept trying to maul her. That led to a big fight and eventually I ended up wanking in the shower - no pussy for me that night. The next day at work I debated hard with my conscience about going to see Shannon. I had never been unfaithful to Beth and had strong feelings on the subject. My cock however had even stronger feelings and you can guess who was winning argument. Even so, my rational self convinced me that I could stop by to tell her why we couldn't do what she had suggested. Surely I would be able to stop things before they went too far. I called Beth to say I had to stay late at school to finish some marking. All evening I couldn't take my eyes of the clock. I had a rocket in my pocket & butterflies in the pit of my stomach. I knocked on the door at eight sharp. My jaw dropped when she opened it. Shannon wore a sexy black night dress. Far hotter than the oversized t-shirt my wife wore to bed each night. It was made of beautiful silk with thin straps. It was cut very low in front and barely covered her visibly erect nipples & the scoop in the back was cut down to just above her bum crack. The way the thin material hugged her body made it obvious she wasn't wearing any undies. OH MY GOODNESS! No undies! I quickly forgot about what it was I was planning to tell her. "Hello Dean, would you like a glass of wine? I hope you're ready for a good time? I know I am." I smiled, nodded and followed her in to the dimly lit house. I kept looking around for her husband. I wasn't sure how I felt about having him watch us fuck. She must have picked up on my concern and let me know he was out with some friends until late. She also told me the kids were asleep and shouldn't disturb us. The living room was bathed in an orange glow from the flickering candles. Soft music with a subtle beat flowed from the iPod. Shannon turned and put her hands on the back of my neck, pressing her lower body against mine and swaying to the music. Her smell was one of a woman seeking sex - fresh and clean with a subtle fragrance. Her green eyes exuded desire, passion and desperation as she stared into mine. I wished it had occurred to me to have a shower. Shannon pulled my face to hers and flicked her tongue across my lips before pushing it into my mouth. My hands slid down her naked back. The kiss became more and more passionate. Her hands were all over my head and back. Her body gyrated against my growing hardness. My hands traveled down to her beautiful round bum and guided her movements. Our lips and tongues probed and swirled in a hot and wet dance of passion. Suddenly she spun around so that her back was to me. She pressed her rounded arse against my hard dick and guided my hands to her shapely tits. She removed the straps from her from her arms as I pulled down the front of her dress. My fingers kneaded the soft flesh of her full tits and pressed against her swollen nipples. Her butt cheeks clenched my hard dick as it wedged between them. My teeth bit into her neck. A soft purr escaped from her throat. Shannon pressed and hand between her legs through the thin material of her nighty. Her breathing was heavier. I was rolling her hard nipples between my thumbs and fingers. "Oh... oh god, Dean... that feels really nice... oooohhhh... yes... mmmmppphhhh... mmmmppphhhhh... aaaaaaahhhhhhh..." Her body stiffened. She shuddered. Was she cumming already? Wow It took beth at least half an hour of foreplay, and even then there were no garentees. My dick was throbbing as her butt cheeks brushed over it. Even though I still had my undies & jeans on I would need to be careful that I didn't cum like an exploding champagne bottle. Shannon spun around and kissed me, her fingers worked at the buttons to my shirt, which I quickly pulled off. Her naked tits pressed against my bare hairy chest. "Mmmmm a hairy chest, I didn't expect that. I must look like a real slut. Look at me, I have pussy juice running down my thigh." Her fingers moved over my bulge trying to rip through my pants and squeezed. "Oh my, what do we have here? You poor boy. We'll have to do something about that." Shannon kissed my neck and slowly trailed her mouth down my chest. She sucked one of my nipples into her mouth and raked it with her teeth. She did the same with the other. I was going crazy. My cock was oozing with need. She kissed down my stomach until she was squatting in front of me. She kissed the bulge in my pants and raked her teeth over the sensitive tip. She looked up at me smiling playfully with her green eyes twinkling and bright red hair shining with luster. Shannon slowly undid my belt. She unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down to my ankles. I stood there in just my Bonds undies, my jeans a pool at my ankles, knowing this was going to be fun. Shannon smiled at me. "I knew you wouldn't be a boxers kind of guy, there's something old-school about you Dean. Now let's get rid of these bad boys" Just as I was wondering if her husband wore briefs or boxers, Shannon yanked my undies down & my hard dick sprang free, almost slapping her in the face. She swirled her tongue over the slimy tip before sucking it into her mouth. Her eyes never left mine. "Hmmm I love circumcised men. My favourite. Fuck me Dean" Shannon licked, kissed, sucked and teased the sensitive and swollen mushroom head of my dick shooting jolts of pleasure from each nerve ending up through my body. Finally she wrapped her hand around my shaft and sucked me into her mouth. I was ready to explode, but she knew just how to keep me right on the edge. From the look in her eyes she was enjoying every second of the torture she was administering. Her saliva coated my dick and hairy balls as Shannon continued to fuck me with her mouth. My balls were heavy and throbbing with the need to release. I finally couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed her hair tightly and pulled so she couldn't get away. I pounded my cock rapidly in and out of her mouth. I was almost there. Spit and saliva drooled freely from her chin as her nose was nestled in my pubes. Her tongue swirled against the bulging veins of my dick each time it drove into the back of her throat. My head became light. My knees started to buckle. Every ounce of energy rushed to my groin. I felt my cock swell between her lips as cum surged through its length. I let out a deep roar. Hot cream exploded from the tip and surged against the roof of her mouth. Cum poured from my dick in a steady stream. A second equally powerful surge gushed into her mouth followed by a third. Her fingers pressed against my scrotum as several small squirts continued to pump from my dick. I hadn't been with a woman other than my wife in over 13years and now I'd just fucked this woman in her lounge room. Shannon sat back and looked up at me with her mouth open. Cum drooled down her chin and dripped onto her tits. She took my exhausted dick back into her mouth and down her throat, massaging it with her tongue and throat muscles. She continued to lick and suck my meat like a dirty bitch Then she tickled my hairy one at a time before finally standing. Shannon pressed against me and pushed her tongue into my ear. Then she kissed me on the lips and pushed her tongue into my mouth. I had never kissed a girl after filling her mouth with cum and always thought it would be disgusting, but with Shannon it seemed almost natural. She went back to kissing my ear. "Shall we move to the bedroom Dean?" she asked. This was going to be the night of my life... Fuck Me Dean Ch. 02 It was then that the wave of guilt washed over me. I should have said goodbye right then and there. I should have pulled up my pants, tucked my dick back into my undies, told her it was a big mistake and gone home to my wife. If Shannon agreed never to talk about it.... it could, NO, would remain a secret. That's what I should have done, but I didn't. I was caught up in the thought of my rock hard dick inside this cute little pussy. All day long dirty thoughts had flooded my day dream, my hands in her hair as she sucked my cock. The look in her eyes as she sucked my balls & her warm firm tongue poking inside my arsehole. This was all a bee's dick away from becoming a reality. I couldn't walk away, so I moved behind her and started nibbling on her neck. "I want you to fuck me with your mouth Dean, to put your tongue in my beautiful little pussy and make me cum all over your face. But first I want to lick your fingers and taste my pussy." Softly and slowly I slid the flat of my palm across her stomach and down towards her beautiful little honey pot. When I reached my destination, I slipped my fingers insider her; Shannon gave a whimper and her cunt clenched hard around the two fingers currently curling inside her. As I continued to lick all over her neck and tickle her cunt with my fingers, her juices poured out, beginning to run down her inner thighs. I took two steps back bringing Shannon with me, before removing my fingers from their new favourite place. Shannon whimpered in unhappy protest. I ignored her protest and simply grabbed both of her hands and placed them on the counter in front of her, effectively forcing her to bend over. When she began to protest and turn around, I grabbed her by the hair on the back of her head, leaned over and whispered, "Be a good little girl and stay." Shannon whimpered, loving it. She nodded. She was rewarded with a squeeze of her beautiful arse cheek. Shannon felt me drop to my knees behind her and nudge her feet further apart, exposing her luscious lips to me. I ran a single finger along her slit, collecting some of her juices just like I would a completed tub of ice cream -- I couldn't waste it! Abruptly, I stroked each of her bum cheeks and gently spread her apart. Shannon grabbed tightly to the countertop for balance as she went up on tippy toes. Without warning, I leaned forward and ran my tongue from her puffy lips to her cute little brown rosebud. Shannon gave a lusty gasp "MMMMM that's nice keep going, eat my little bum bum!" Ignoring her cunt (for now), I leaned in and began to vigorously eat her arse. I began with several long, thorough laps of her entire bum crack, pausing minutely every time I passed her tight little hole. Shannon was squirming, trying to get me to give her more. I complied with her silent demand and began lapping at her arsehole, flicking back and forth and rimming it before forcefully fucking her bum with my tongue. Shannon relaxed allowing me to push my tongue further into her sweet tight little hole. I spent several long minutes' tongue fucking her, pushing in as far as I could and swirling my tongue around. Shannon was grinding her cute bottom onto my face as she moaned and groaned, begging incoherently for more. When I pulled back from her arse I noticed a little puddle between her legs where her juices has fallen. My dick throbbed at the sight -- I was proud, knowing I'd gotten her so excited. "Oh please don't stop. Please make me cum, I need it so bad," Shannon begged as she rotated her hips in my face. I acquiesced, sliding two, then three fingers into her drenched pussy, meeting little resistance. Slowly I formed a plan. I would continue to finger fuck Shannon as she whimpered and sobbed from pleasure - as soon as I felt her approaching orgasm I would pull out. And pull out i did. "No!" Shannon moaned, but her protest turned into a smile and I positioned my tongue in front of her so that I could lick her firm little clit. Shannon swung a leg over my shoulders forcing my head back. She slowly sank down onto my face. My mouthy opened wide. I clamped my lips around her swollen pussy and shoved my tongue into her hot little pussy. She grabbed my head and ground her pussy hard against my face as I licked, sucked and slurped her sweet nectar. I suckled hard on the little button; flicking it with my tongue. While my mouth was glued to her throbbing cunt I reached up with both hands and began to stroke and caress her nipples. After several moments of this play, I felt Shannon's clit get incredibly large and hard moments before she tossed her head back and panted out her orgasm. I released her nipples and grabbed onto her hips to hold her in place as I continued to suck her clit, milking her for every last drop of cum that flowed from her beautiful pink cunt. Finally Shannon begged me on a sob, "Enough, baby, I can't take anymore." "You sure do know how to eat pussy. I bet Beth just loves your tongue, doesn't she? I'll have to compare notes with her sometime. Now we're going to fuck." I should have stopped things right there but my brain was frozen. Shannon slowly squatted over my cock and guided the tip to the lips of her swollen pussy mound. She held my meat in her opening, moving it back and forth along her slit and across her clit. She finally let go and sank down on my shaft. I watched it slowly disappear into her body until it was stuffed all the way up her inside her. The line of infidelity had been crossed. She held me deep inside her belly, moving slowly back and forth and using her well trained pussy muscles to squeeze my dick. She finally lifted up my length until my knob was barely inside her pussy, and then came crashing down, impaling herself on my pole. She did this again and again, holding me deep inside her pussy to milk my cock each time she impaled herself on me. "Oh fuck Dean this feel good... aaaahhhhh... your cock feels so good in my pussy... ooohhhhh... that's it... screw me......" Rubbing her clit hard against my pubes, Shannon had another orgasm. She dropped to her knees and propped her hands by my head. Her tits bounced in my face as she continued to ride me. I sucked a nipple in my mouth. My hands cupped her creamy arse cheeks and guided her fucking motions. My forefinger found the tight nub of her asshole. It was already lubricated and my finger slipped deep inside. "Oh god yes... put your finger in my dirty little bum... oh god... oooohhhhhhh... that's it... mmmppphhh... AAAAAHHHHHH..." The woman was a sex machine. She kissed me hard and ground her pussy against my cock as pussy juices dripped down my hairy balls onto the floor. After catching her breath she stood and squeezed her tits. "Get up here and fuck me. Fuck me hard. Rip my pussy apart. Hurry..." She was doing everything she could to bring out the raw animal instinct in me and it was working. I popped up off the floor and threw her against the wall, slamming my body against hers in the process. Her teeth bit my lower lip and drew blood. My hands grabbed tightly onto her arse cheeks and lifted her off the ground. She threw her head back and wrapped her legs around my body. As soon as my cock found the juicy folds of her pussy, I thrust hard and jammed my meat deep into her pussy. At the same time I bit into the side of her neck. She let out a loud shriek and dug her fingernails into my back. I slammed my cock into her again and again, driving her body up the side of the wall. "Shove your cock in my pussy... harder... ah... yes... ooohhhhhh... deeper... oh fuck.... Mmmm... fuck me... fuck me... ooohhhhhh..." Shannon's gasps and screams were out of control as her body was wracked with a continuous series of orgasm. My fingers were slimy with pussy juice that poured from her pussy and dripped down my hairy balls . My throbbing meat pushed deep into her belly and slammed up against her cervix each time she impaled herself. Her tight pussy twitched and squeezed my cock as she rode me. Her screams were out of control. Filth continued to spill from her mouth. My middle finger found the rim of her asshole and easily pushed inside. I buried it to the knuckle and dug it around inside as my cock continued to pound her pussy. "Yeah... that's it... shove your finger up my arse." Her fingers clawed at the skin on my neck and dug into my scalp. Her heels dug into the cheeks of my arse. My cock knifed up into her belly each time she slammed her pussy down its length. She was having one orgasm after another. Her moans and squeals were loud and out of control. Pussy juice was flying everywhere. My hairy balls were about to explode. I had never fucked anyone this hot in my life, not even during my wild college days. Just as I was almost there she stopped moving with my cock buried deep in her pussy. Her well-trained pussy twitched against my meat. She put her tongue in my ear and whispered. "You haven't fucked my arse yet. You weren't going to cum in my pussy and then leave were you? You promised to fuck me in the ass." Shannon lifted off my cock and dropped to her knees. Looking up at me, she quickly gobbled my entire cock into her mouth and down her throat. She teased me to the brink of orgasm and then backed off. She looked up at me with my swollen meat in her hand. She must have had a tube of lubricant with her because it was all over her hands and she was greasing up my shaft. "Patience, Dean . Good things in life are worth waiting for... and my arse is really good. I want to make sure that you fill me up with lots of good thick gooey cum. Are you ready to fuck my ass, Dean?" It was a rhetorical question. She stood and faced the wall, putting her hands against it for support. She spread her legs and tilted her arse in the air. The creamy white round spheres were as smooth as a baby's skin. In the crevice splitting the two halves I could see her tight little brown asshole just above the swollen plum of her pussy. The fleshy folds of her pink lips peeked out from the gash down the middle. I guided the purple knob of my dick against her sphincter and pushed. At first nothing happened. I felt her push back against me and suddenly the head of my cock was inside her. I worked my cock deeper and deeper as she rotated her arse back against me. I looked down and watched the entire length of my cock slowly disappear into her body. "Ooohhhhh... that feels so good. Your dick is so nice.. Have you ever fucked Jill in the arse? I think you should, Dean . I think you should go home and fuck her little bum hole... but not before you finish with me. I want it hard and fast... nothing gentle." I pulled it out a little and pushed back in, then a little more and a little more. It was tight... tighter than anything I had ever fucked before. Shannon squirmed and rotated her arse against my prick. I looked down between her creamy cheeks and watched my meat move in and out of her sphincter. I reached around and cradled her boobs as my cock hammered her bum hole. She moved one of my hands down to her pussy & gasped when I rubbed my fingers rapidly across her clit. My cock was hammering her arse as pussy juice dripped from my fingers. "On the couch; finish me on the couch." She sat down and spread her legs. I looked into her deep green eyes and guided my swollen bell end up her tight bum. "That feels so good" she said "I've been looking forward to this part" Our eyes stayed locked together as my cock easily slipped into her little brown rosebud. She panted the words "fuck me" over and over. Somehow I saw Shannon in a new light, I realised how pretty she really was with the red hair framing her face and her pouty pink lips covering perfect white teeth... oh, and I had my dick up her bum. This time she used her own fingers to rub her pussy. My cock hammered away at her asshole as we continued to look hungrily at each other. Shannon could tell I was close by the desperate look in my eyes. "Cum on me, not in me Dean, go ahead baby" My cock swelled inside her tight bum as cum started to surge from its length. My mind went blank. Blood rushed from my head to my groin. Every ounce of energy was concentrated in my hairy balls as I pulled my dick out of her bum and started to wand it enthusiastically; hot sticky cum exploded and splattered across her arse & back. I continued spewing cum onto her body until I was completely drained. I collapsed forward onto her lifeless form. Our lips met and we slowly kissed in the afterglow of our shared union. As my breathing returned to normal I felt my dick deflate like a popped balloon. Fuck Me Dean Ch. 03 It had been about a week since I'd fucked Shannon and my head was still spinning. I couldn't believe that I'd fucked another man's wife, in her mouth, her pussy and in her arse. I couldn't believe that after we'd finished I'd taken a shower, put on another man's deodorant and then gone home to my wife. This was not like me at all. I had told Shannon that it had been amazing but this was a one night thing. She smiled at me, knowing that I only half meant what I was saying. First and foremost I felt like shit, but I knew that if the opportunity presented itself again I would drop my daks quicker than you could say YES PLEASE! Well you can imagine my surprise when I received a text from Shannon asking me to meet her in the park for lunch. I didn't have long. As a teacher i had assignments to mark and a presentation to prepare for this afternoons staff meeting; But this was Shannon. The chick was wild and I was intrigued to see what she had in mind. I responded to her text telling her I could meet her but reminding her that this was our little secret -- our dirty little secret. I noticed Shannon from across the parking lot. She was sitting on a bench wearing a white jacket and her hair was tied back in a ponytail. She looked hot. She looked fuckable and my dick was firm already. I walked towards her and we hugged. Wow it felt good. "Im going to do something I don't really ever do, but you have me feeling like it's a great idea right now," she purred into my ear. As I attempted to inquire what that was she quietly shushed me by placing her fingers across my lips, and shaking her head. Grasping my hands she led me deeper into the park, past the open green and deeper into the light foliage and undergrowth. Oh my god. Public sex?? This was so not like me. What is one of my wife's friends saw us? Still I couldn't resist. After she found a suitable (well I can only imagine what it was to her) spot she released my hands and turned around placing her hands on my chest. Then she slowly dragged them towards my waist applying soft pressure the entire way down. By now I was far too gone to stop anything from happening and reached forward to cup one of those beautiful boobs through her shirt. Using my palm to caress the under swell while the ball of my thumb played lightly over her brazenly erect nipples, feeling the warm and arousing weight of her breast filling my hands, overflowing around my palms and the soft yet subtle resistance of all that flesh adding to the persistent pressure in my groin. A soft whimper escaped her lips as she rolled her head back eyes closed, enjoying the attention being paid to her amazing tits. A few moments passed in this way until she removed my hands from her front and smiling quite devilishly she removed the barriers between me and those beautiful titties. As she tossed off her jacket and raised her shirt over her head revealing no bra at all I could feel myself almost climaxing just from the sight! Immediately I knew I had to kiss those breasts, leaning in I grasped one perfect nipple between my lips while supporting the weight of that breast in my hands, flicking my tongue across the subtle ridges and bumps of the outlying areola while still paying attention to those wonderful nubs. Moans of passionate excitement were escaping her lips letting me know my ministrations were well received. Not wanting the other to feel left out I switched my attention to the other twin beauty, while still rolling and caressing the previously suckled nipple between thumb and forefinger, occasionally pulling lightly just to keep the sensations going. Apparently my technique was well received as she pushed my head away from her breast, pulled me to her face and kissed me passionately. As she broke the kiss one hand travelled down my midsection to my belt which she deftly unbuckled, quickly followed by unbuttoning and unzipping my pants. They dropped to a pool around my ankles. As her hand plunged into my undies grasping my swollen dick she breathed into my ear "Did you miss me Dean? I've missed you and your beautiful dick. My husband can't fuck me like you do. Let me show you how you made me feel" With that she slid to her knees between my legs and started to lick and kiss around my bell end. "Let's free up a little more room" she said sliding my undies down to join my pants. She continued with slow long licks along the venous underside and lingering kisses around the glans. As she would lick down her hand would caress in an upward motion and vice versa. She kept at it like this for a few minutes before surprising me by licking all the way from the base to the tip, and then swallowing my shaft in one fell swoop! It was awesome to see her nose nestled in my thick bush. Shannon stayed down there for a few glorious minutes, my quivering shaft lodged nicely in the back of her warm and inviting throat and her fingernails digging into the flesh of my arse. "Shit Dean," she gasped as she released her hold on my dick and came up for air. "I haven't done that in forever" She continued stroking the length of my shaft slowly all the way from the base up to the head and wrapping her slickened hand around the head before beginning the down stroke. I felt the tell tale stirrings as I felt myself nearing release. "You know what's gunna happen If you continue like that don't you? We could both end up with egg on our faces." I quipped trying to keep control for as long as I could. "It's not egg I'm after, Fuck me Dean. Fuck my titties with that beautiful cock." Shannon said as she slid closer holding one breast in either hand, and wrapped them around my saliva slickened cock. As she squeezed them together around my shaft and started to slowly slide them up and down trapped between the most fuckable pair of tits ever. Oh my god, oh my god, was all that was going through my mind as this absolute beauty titty-fucked me here in the park. I loved to see the dark nest of my pubes against her pale white skin. I let slip small moans of absolute pleasure as her tongue flicked across my swollen purple head each time she revealed it on the down thrust of her breasts. The sight of that as my swollen cock was nestled in that cleavage was getting to be too much as I felt my balls start to tighten up and my head swell up even more. "Oh shit! I'm gunna cum!" I managed to gasp out. No sooner did those words pass my lips then Shannon released me from between her breasts and grasped me by the base of my almost ready to explode shaft. Pointing it towards her inviting lips and flicking her tongue around the underside of the shaft and head she said, "I want to be covered, I want to feel your hot sticky cum all over me! Can you do that for me? Will you cover me in that cum?" This chick was a dirty dirty slut. That was definite, and I loved it. With that type of talk I could hold back no longer, as she began wanking of my cock I released one of the most momentous blasts I have released in my life. The first shot hit her with a loud splat right across the side of the nose, reaching from the side of her nostril up to her hairline. She guided the next rope across her lips and the other side of her cheek. The third and fourth she took in her open mouth, most of it making it in the remainder leaving streaks across her chin and dripping onto her cleavage. The final few spurts she rubbed against her cheeks and neck thoroughly coating her from the eye line down. As I regained my breath and saw her there looking for all the world like a wanton pornstar released on the world I couldn't help but remain partially erect watching as she let the sticky ropes of cum slide down her cheeks and chin, catching some of the pools with her tongue and letting others coalesce in her ample cleavage. My wife had never let me fuck her tits, let alone cum on her face. "So I see you are still ready" she said putting her shirt back on but leaving small traces of myself on her face (I felt like a dog who had marked his territory). "Back to my place for continued treatment and turnabout?" Sadly I couldn't. I only got an hour for lunch and had to head back to my staff meeting. Fuck me, Faggot! Steven knocked three times on his sister's door. Tricia quickly opened, revealing her messy dorm room behind her. She had been crying. "I hate him," said Tricia. "Well, that's why I brought this," said Steven, holding up his book bag. Tricia retreated back into her dorm room and collapsed forward onto her futon. "I appreciate you coming over, but you're not going to make me feel any better," said Tricia, her face smashed into a pillow. Tricia had just been dumped by her boyfriend Kyle. "I beg to differ, Miss Emo," said Steven. He opened up his bag and pulled out the contents one at a time. "Two bottles of white wine, a whole bag of mini Milky Ways, your favorite, and... some French movie I found at the rental place." Steven examined the cover of the movie. He hadn't had much time to pick one out, and wasn't really all that sure what it was about. "And, if the movie sucks, we won't even know because we'll be too drunk. Drinking in the dorms; naughty us." Steven had come over to console his sister as soon as she had called him. Tricia and Steven had always had a close relationship with each other. Tricia was only a year older than Steven and they both went to the same college. It hadn't been until Tricia was in her final year of high school that their relationship had evolved into what it currently was. That year, Tricia had discovered that Steven was gay. It came as quite the shock at first. Steven was a pretty popular guy in school. He was a swim team star, all-academic, and he was very handsome; tall, jet-black hair, muscular with piercing eyes. He had been very popular with the girls in his school. It wasn't until Tricia had found out about him that she realized why he had never actually dated anyone. Steven never came out to his parents, so he had bonded with Tricia over their shared secret. It brought them close together. Tricia loved having a gay brother. She had always wanted a sister when she was younger, but found having a gay brother to be even better. She naturally felt more comfortable around him than she would have if he was straight. She could talk about anything with him and not put him off or make him uncomfortable. Tricia and Steven loved talking about boys together, and, once Steven started dating in college, they would even talk about their sex lives. So, naturally, Steven was the first person Tricia called when Kyle dumped her. Steven, committed to cheering up his poor sister, tossed the bag of Milky Ways at the futon. They bounced off of the back and settled on Tricia's shoulder. Then Steven started opening both of the bottles of wine. "Come on, tell me what he did," said Steven. Tricia rolled over and grabbed the bag of candy off of her shoulder. Steven had been right to bring them. Tricia really couldn't say no to one. She reluctantly opened up the bag and reached in. "Why are you opening both bottles?" said Tricia. Steven cocked his head to the side and raised his eyebrows. "What?" he said. "Did you think we were sharing?" Steven popped the cork out of one of the bottles. He brought the bottle up to his lips and took a long drink from it. Steven passed Tricia the other bottle. "Here's yours," he said. Tricia smiled. Steven always knew what to say to her. "Ah, there's that pretty face," said Steven. Tricia really did have a pretty face. In fact, she had a pretty head on top of a pretty neck attached to a pretty body. She shared some of the same physical features as her brother - she also had jet-black hair and narrow, piercing eyes. Tricia's face was more angular than her brother's though, and, where Steven was muscular, Tricia's body was sleek. Her skin was incredibly smooth and she always kept it nice and tan. She had a cute, tight butt that stuck out just the right amount to make boys fawn over her, and a pair of perky c-cup tits she used to get free drinks at night clubs. Tricia and Steven found some plastic cups to pour their wine in and started the slow process of killing both bottles. Steven popped in the movie, but neither one of them was really paying much attention to it. Tricia began telling Steven about what had happened with Kyle. It took quite a while and quite a lot of wine. It was a messy break up and Kyle came out looking like an asshole. Apparently, he had dumped her so that he could start going out with some girl named Trixie. "Seriously," said Tricia, "what dumbass names their daughter Trixie? I mean, unless you're anticipating her going into porn and want to save her the trouble of changing her name." Tricia was getting drunk very quickly. After an hour or so, Tricia was letting everything come out. "Did you know he stopped having sex with me?" she said. "Yeah. He always came up with some excuse not to. 'Oh, I've got a big test tomorrow.' 'Oh, I've got a headache.' He used the fucking headache line on me." Tricia laughed a little and so did Steven. "What a little bitch," said Steven. "I know, right?" said Tricia, slurring the occasional word. "I think he felt guilty. I bet he was fucking his little whore on the side the whole time. Well, I'm glad there's at least someone out there getting laid! I haven't been fucked in over a month!" Steven laughed. "Well, if I had known that, I wouldn't have wasted time buying you Milky Ways. I would have gotten you something very different." He laughed loudly. Tricia did too. Between fits of laughter, Tricia managed to say, "Oh no. Believe me. Dr. Carter has put in a lot of overtime this past month." Steven burst out in uncontrollable laughter. "Oh my God! Are you serious?! Do you really still name your vibrators after E.R. characters?!" Tricia snorted into her cup of wine. "I can't believe I just told you that." "I can, you little slut." Tricia threw a pillow at Steven. "I just hope Mom doesn't find Dr. Carter like when she found George Clooney when you were sixteen." "Oh my God! Do you remember her face? It was just like...." Tricia changed her face into an overly frightened expression. Steven almost fell out of his chair. "Then she fucking threw it away! I paid Sandy Donalds forty bucks to go into that store and buy it for me! Money down the drain." "Yeah, but, all things considered, why did you name it George Clooney when it was black?!" Steven almost couldn't finish his sentence before exploding with more laughter. Tricia and Steven carried on like that, bitching about boys, eating Milky Ways, and drinking. Soon, they finished all of the wine. Steven wasn't a big drinker, so Tricia finished her bottle before he did. Being a bit of a light weight, Steven gave the rest of his wine to Tricia, who chugged it down quickly. After they ran out of wine, they both ended up sitting together on the futon trying to catch up with the movie. "Good God, how long is this thing?" said Steven. "I don't even know what's going on, do you?" "Not a clue," said Tricia. Both of them were very drunk. Just then, a man and woman on screen began passionately kissing. "Oh. Ok, here we go," said Steven. "I'll give you ten to one odds we're about to see the gratuitous sex scene." The man and woman on screen quickly began tearing each other's clothes off. "You see? There it is. Called it." The man and woman were both speaking in hushed voices. The subtitles flashed across the bottom of the screen, but Tricia and Steven were both having trouble reading them; only retaining the occasional phrase. Tricia watched attentively as the lovers on the screen mauled at each other's bodies with their hands. The woman's top was stripped off, exposing her smallish tits. Her nipples were hard. It was clear that the man was the dominant one in the relationship as he made the woman shiver in anticipation with his touch. He pulled her face close to his and said something in French. "Holy shit," said Tricia as she read the subtitles. "What?" said Steven. He hadn't seen the words correctly. "He just told her he wants to fuck her in the ass!" Tricia's jaw fell open slightly from the surprise. "Are you sure?" "Pretty fucking sure." "Damn. French movies are intense." On the screen, the man bent the woman over and pulled her pants down. Then he reached into his pants and pulled out his cock. The camera was angled behind the man, so almost everything was hidden. "Hmmm," said Steven as he watched. "It looks like you might be right." Tricia was captivated by the scene. She watched intently as the man thrust into the woman. The woman whimpered as he entered her. Tricia suddenly felt very warm. A combination of the wine and the graphic scene was beginning to make her stir. She had always been turned on by dominant men, and the man in the film was definitely that as he forcefully fucked the woman. "Holy shit, that's hot," said Tricia. "Oh really? You're into that?" said Steven. He turned his head to face his sister. "Are you....What the fuck? Tricia, are you touching yourself?!" Tricia snapped out of the trance she had gone into while watching the scene and looked down. Sure enough, her right hand had found its way to the crotch of her jeans and she was gently rubbing herself through her pants. She quickly moved her hand away. "Sorry, Steven," she said. "You know white wine makes me horny." "Oh yeah?" said Steven in a teasing tone. "Does sodomy usually get you hot too?" Tricia didn't answer right away. "Honestly, I've kind of always wanted to get fucked in the ass." This sudden change in conversation intrigued Steven's curiosity. Tricia had often talked about her sex life with Steven, but it usually wasn't that... graphic. He turned away from the screen and gave his sister his full attention. "Really?" "Yeah." "Really?" "Yes, I really do." "You want some guy to stick it in your butt?" "Oh, come on. You make it sound so dirty." "It is dirty. It's filthy. It's naughty. Who knew I had such a naughty sister?" "What? You do it all the time, you fucking gay-bo." "Well, most of the men I sleep with don't have pussies, so I don't have as many options. Besides, when I do it, it isn't dirty. It's beautiful." "Oh, now it's beautiful." "There is a certain beauty to anal sex. It makes me feel at one with the world. Some people have tits, some people have dicks. Some people are ugly, some are hot. However, we all have a butthole. It doesn't matter who you are, we all have at least one thing in common. Anal is the most progressive and accepting form of sex if you think about it." Tricia didn't know exactly what happened to her at that point. A mixture of being extremely drunk and extremely horny must have sent a random neuron firing into the portion of her brain controlling her mouth because suddenly she just blurted out, "Will you fuck my ass?" Steven took a second to make sure he had heard his sister correctly. He couldn't believe she had just said that. "Wha... WHAT?" said Steven. His entire body tensed at the idea of having sex with his sister. "Are you fucking crazy?" "Is it really that crazy?" said Tricia. "Yes! Yes it fucking is," said Steven. "No, seriously think about it for a second. You were just talking about how everyone has an asshole and how it doesn't matter who you are and...." "Not the point!" said Steven. "So not the point. You're a fucking girl! I'm gay. Not to mention you're my fucking sister for Christ sake!" "Well, don't think of it like that." "How am I supposed to think about it?" Steven cut off Tricia. "It's not like I'm asking you to have sex with me. I mean... not like the 'I love you, let's make love under the fucking stars' sex. It's just your dick in my butt. It's nothing really. I just want to know what it's like." "If you want to know so badly, why don't you just ask someone else to do it? We could go downtown right now and find a hundred different guys who would fuck you." "Yeah, but...." "But, what?" Tricia lowered her voice a little. "I'm scared," she said. "I don't want to do it with some douchebag I met at a club. I've wanted to try it for a long time, but I don't trust anyone else to do it to me for my first time." Tricia moved closer to Steven on the futon and placed her hand on his knee. "I trust you more than anyone in the world. Please do this for me?" Tricia and Steven went back and forth for a long while. Steven was still very resistant to the idea and Tricia did her best to convince him it wasn't as big of a deal as he was making it out to be. After several minutes, the initial shock of the situation began to wear off for Steven and he gave it some serious consideration. "Don't even think about it like sex because it won't be really," said Tricia. "It's just a brother helping out his sister. We don't have to do anything else. I just don't want my first time trying anal to be with some jerkoff." "Tricia...." "I won't even moan. Pinky swear. You can just stick your dick in me, think about James Franco, and shoot your load into a towel." Steven was beginning to give ground; a lot of ground. "Tricia, I want to help you out. I really do. But, I just.... How can you expect me to just... just stop being a gay man for you? Believe me, your ass would be the first ass I'd fuck if I could, Tricia." Tricia thought about this for a second. Steven seemed to have gotten past the incestuous factor. But, she wasn't sure how she was going to convince him to fuck a girl. Then she thought about something Kyle had left in her room awhile back. "I've got an idea," she said. Tricia went to her dresser and started pulling clothes out of drawers. Then she took off her shirt and pants, throwing them in the corner. Underneath, she was wearing a white bra and a black thong. With her back to Steven, he got a full view of her tight ass. He was disturbed to discover that he was not repulsed by the sight. 'I must be drunker than I thought,' thought Steven. 'Obviously, I'm not as drunk as Tricia, but that ass isn't looking half bad right now.' Tricia slipped into a long sleeve plaid shirt and a pair of baggy men's jeans left in her room by Kyle. Then she pulled her hair up and put on a baseball hat. She turned back to Steven, presenting her make-over. "What do you think?" said Tricia. She had undoubtedly made herself more passable as a boy. No one would ever confuse her for a one if they looked at her face, but the effect had been created. "I... ummm." Steven really didn't know what he thought. He was very confused as he realized that, on some level, he actually found himself wanting to fuck her. Tricia saw that she was starting to break his will and decided to take a more aggressive approach. Tricia walked back over to Steven, still seated on the futon. She turned around and slowly moved her ass close to his face. Then she hooked her thumbs into the waist of her jeans and panties. Very delicately, she slid both of them over her ass and held them just under her cheeks, using the pants to shape her beautiful ass as well as hide her pussy from him. Steven didn't say a word, staring straight ahead at his sister's bare ass in front of him. "It's nice and soft," said Tricia, seductively. "In fact, I bet my ass is softer and tighter than any boy's you've ever fucked." Those words hit Steven like a fucking baseball bat to the head. The idea definitely appealed to him. Tricia stuck the middle finger of her right hand into her mouth, making sure to get the whole thing wet with saliva. Then she reached behind her and touched her finger to her tight hole. Steven watched wide eyed as Tricia pressed against her asshole. Her finger slowly made its way inside, almost as if her ass were wrapping itself around it. "Just think about it, said Tricia. "You can have this virgin ass all to yourself. No one will ever find out. It will be our special secret." That was the last thing Steven needed to hear. What did he have to lose now? With all of the alcohol floating around in his head, Steven reached down and unbuttoned his pants almost absentmindedly. Tricia smiled wickedly to herself as she heard the sound of his zipper being pulled down. She was finally going to get what she wanted. "Does that mean you'll do it?" said Tricia. Steven had to catch his breath before he answered. "Yeah. I'll do it. I'll fuck your ass." Tricia squealed in delight. "On my terms though," continued Steven. "You keep the clothes on, we do it doggystyle, and we only do anal; nothing else. And, I can stop if it gets weird." "Agreed," said Tricia. She reached over into a nearby drawer in her desk and pulled out a bottle of KY jelly. Then she got down onto all fours on her floor. "Here," she said, holding the lube behind her for Steven. Steven tentatively came down to the floor, kneeling behind Tricia. He grabbed the bottle and squirted some into his hand. Then he reached forward and slowly began spreading it into Tricia's ass. It took all of his will to actually touch her in that way. Once he got going though, he started to become more comfortable. 'You can do this Steven. This is no different than having sex with a guy. It's just an ass.... An incredibly tight ass belonging to your sister.' Steven shook his head. He had committed to doing this. He wasn't going to back out now. He worked some of the lube inside Tricia's ass using his fingers. Her anus involuntarily tightened up. "Relax yourself," said Steven. He waited for Tricia to regain control over her asshole and then resumed lubing her up. From behind, with all of the clothing she was wearing, she could have passed for an effeminate boy. Steven took comfort in that and imagined she really was a boy. Steven pulled his finger out of Tricia and slid off his pants. He had thought that he'd stroke himself to get hard, but was surprised to find that he already had a sizable erection. His seven inch cock was standing at attention when he pulled his pants down. Steven thoroughly coated his dick in lube, and then it was time. Steven moved closer to Tricia. He lay his cock across Tricia's crack and rubbed it up and down the length of her ass. She hadn't been kidding about how soft her ass was. Her soft skin felt heavenly on Steven's cock and he considered not going any further. "Are you going to fuck my crack all night or are you going to stick it in?" said Tricia. The anticipation was killing her. Steven lined up the head of his penis with Tricia's puckered asshole. "Push back against it while it's going in; like you're trying to shit it out," said Steven. Then he started pushing. Tricia did as Steven told her, pressing against his cock. To her surprise, it actually worked. The head of Steven's cock, along with maybe half an inch of the shaft popped inside. "Oh my God," said Tricia in a low voice. She groaned as she experienced a cock in her ass for the first time. Steven paused for a while to allow Tricia's ass to adjust to the size. Her breathing intensified just from imagining Steven's cock stretching her hole. After she grew accustomed to the size, Steven began to thrust more of himself inside of her. Tricia clenched her teeth together as another few inches slid inside. The sensation in her ass was intense. It hurt a little, but it mostly felt good. It was such a foreign feeling to her, but she found herself liking it. Steven continued sliding in a few inches at a time, allowing Tricia to adjust every now and then. As her ass neared the hilt of his cock, Tricia began to yelp each time Steven pushed deeper. Finally, she felt her ass press up against his hips and Steven could go no deeper. "Oooooooh," moaned Tricia. Steven had to admire how easily Tricia had taken him for this being her first time. He also couldn't help but admire how nice Tricia's ass looked with his dick shoved balls deep inside it. As they waited for Tricia to adjust, Steven reached down and grabbed a handful of her soft ass cheek. Fuck me, Faggot! "Would you look at that," said Tricia in a soft, almost delirious tone, "even faggots like my ass." Steven began to slowly thrust in and out of Tricia. "Come on faggot," Tricia said. "Fuck my ass." Steven slowly picked up speed, urged on by Tricia. Something about Tricia talking dirty like that reassured him about what he was doing. He was getting undeniably hot from the whole situation. Tricia's butt was so fucking tight around his cock. He had never fucked someone so tight before. As for Tricia, she was on cloud nine. Her brother's big cock was stuffed up her butt and he was stretching her out nicely. All of the new sensations she was feeling were flooding her mind, drowning her in pleasure. She reached under herself and covered her pussy with hand. Steven's balls were starting to smack against it and she could tell he wasn't liking that. With her hand over her pussy, Tricia couldn't help but rub it a little. "Mmmmmhhh," moaned Tricia. "God, your dick is so big." Seeing that Tricia was taking it fairly well, Steven picked up speed until he reached a solid pace. An involuntary sigh escaped his lips. The pinky promise of no moaning had no jurisdiction anymore. Soon, both brother and sister were both panting and moaning as they fucked on the floor. "Oh yeah. Oh yeah!" said Tricia. "Right there. Right fucking there." She pressed down on her clit and rubbed it with her fingers, slick with her own juices. "Holy shit, that's good." Behind her, Steven maintained his solid pace. He focused all of his attention on her ass. He loved the way it poked out from between Tricia's shirt and jeans. He loved the way it moved as it pressed up against him. When he had first started out, he had imagined that her ass belonged to a skinny boy who was in one of his classes. As he continued staring, he found the image of the boy's face slowly fading away as Tricia's face began to take its place. He couldn't believe he was doing it, but he continued to thrust into her regardless. Tricia continued to thoroughly enjoy herself. She turned her head to the side to look at her mirror across the room. She watched Steven continue to thrust into her again and again. They certainly made quite the picture. Tricia rubbed her clit faster as she felt the beginnings of an orgasm approaching. "Oh shit. Harder. Give it to me harder, Steven," she said. Steven started fucking her harder, going as deep as he could. She winced a little, but loved how his dick felt inside her ass. She stared at the reflection in the mirror. 'Look at you, you filthy whore,' thought Tricia. 'You're taking a fat cock up your tight little ass. You're a dirty little anal slut. Look at you play with yourself while Steven fucks your ass.... Yeah, Steven is fucking your ass. Your brother is fucking your ass. Your brother is fucking your ass.' "Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" said Tricia. "Oh God! Yes! Yes! Yes! I'm fucking cumming with your cock up my ass!" Tricia screamed loudly as a powerful orgasm wrecked her body. Her arms and legs wobbled and she began to shake in ecstasy. Steven had continued to fixate on Tricia's ass and was pounding away at it. He couldn't believe how hot this was making him. He had never felt sexually attracted to a woman before, but found himself thoroughly enjoying fucking his own sister. In the midst of Tricia's orgasm, he actually reached under her shirt and cupped one of her breasts in his hand. It seemed Tricia wasn't the only one experiencing new sensations. Steven fucked Tricia harder and harder, rapidly picking up speed, entranced by the image of his cock penetrating her asshole. Tricia's orgasm finally began to subside, but Steven continued to pick up speed. "Steven?" said Tricia. "Ow. What are you? Ouch! Oh God, Steven?" Tricia's ass was reaching its limit. Steven was now bouncing her firm cheeks off of his cock, giving her a relentless ass fucking, deaf to her pleas. Tricia was helpless beneath him as he slammed into her over and over again. She was taking so much cock that it felt like he was shifting her insides. "Uungh! Steven, please." Tricia's words finally reached Steven, snapping him out of his trance. Steven looked at his sister, writhing underneath him, and realized he was going to cum. He had forgotten where he had put the towel Tricia had given him to cum on. In a panic, he pushed Tricia off his cock and gripped the tip in his hand to try and stop himself from cumming. But, he couldn't find the towel anywhere and decided to give in and let himself cum. He loosened his grip on his cock. Tricia spun around just then to see what was going on. "Steven, what are you...." Tricia stopped talking as she realized she was staring eye to eye with Steven's bulging cock, ready to burst. She froze and looked up into his eyes. Steven's eyes widened as he blasted his sister in the face with a huge glob of cum. Tricia closed her eyes and several more bursts of warm cum spattered across her face. There was a tense silence as Steven stared down at Tricia. He couldn't believe he had just given his sister a facial. This was supposed to have been just anal. She had just wanted to know what it felt like. He was just being a good brother. Suddenly, he had made it go further. Tricia opened her eyes. Cum was streaming down her face. She looked up at Steven with shining eyes. Then she stuck out her tongue and slowly began licking up the cum from her lips. The next morning, around 11:30, Steven and Tricia were startled awake by loud knocking at the door. They both took a moment to take in their surroundings. They had both fallen asleep on Tricia's futon. They looked at each other, remembering what they had done last night, both unsure of how the other was reacting to it. The knocking continued. Steven held his head as the sound rattled around his brain. Both Tricia and Steven were experiencing one of the strangest hangovers of their lives. "Put some clothes on," said Tricia. They both scrambled to get dressed. "Who is it?" Tricia called to the person at the door. "It's Kyle," came the voice behind the door. "Oh shit," said Tricia. "Get in the closet." Steven stumbled into Tricia's closet, half-dressed wearing just a pair of jeans. Tricia looked in the mirror and adjusted her hair before answering the door. Kyle stood outside looking sheepish. "Hi," he said. "What are you doing here?" said Tricia. "I... uhhh.... Things didn't work out with Trixie." "Seriously? That's what you're opening with?" "Look, I know I messed up, Tricia. But, I want to make it up to you." "Oh yeah? What are you going to do? Un-fuck Trixie?" "Come on, don't be like that. I'm sorry. But, I swear I never had sex with Trixie." "What? How can you possibly expect me to believe that you...." "I didn't," Kyle said emphatically. "I swear. I may have had a momentary lapse of judgment, but we never did anything. You have to believe..." Suddenly, there was a voice from inside Tricia's room. "Is there a problem here?" Steven said, putting on his best tough guy voice. He had walked out of the closet around the corner and appeared behind Tricia in the doorway. "Who... who the fuck is this?" said Kyle. Luckily, Kyle had never met Steven before and didn't know he was Tricia's brother. Steven was clearly bigger than Kyle and was also clearly intimidating him right away. "Who the fuck am I?" said Steven. "I'm Tricia's new boyfriend. Now, how about you get the fuck out of here." "Hey, I...." started Kyle, but Steven closed the door in his face. Tricia turned to Steven with an endearing smile. "Thanks," she said. "I owe you one." "You're damn straight you do," said Steven. He picked up the baseball hat from the night before and put it on her head. "How about you bend over your desk and take those pants off?" Tricia smiled wickedly. "Whatever you say, butt buddy." Fuck Me Hard I knew it was going to be an interesting night when our friends started a conversation about current good reads, and some s & m erotica came up. We were speaking of fantasy books, then supernatural stories, which of course led the way to Anne Rice, when it so happened someone mentioned her Sleeping Beauty trilogy. Of course, having read all three, it got me squirming to my core, and for the rest of the night, I couldn't stop thinking about it. They left early, around 9:30, and he and I were left alone. I was so aroused, I could feel my wetness soaking my panties. I went online, looked at some sites, and although they helped, it only brought more of a flush to my face. I looked over at him, sprawled on the couch, and of course, by this point he was mostly naked, as was I save for my tank top and thong. He was almost hard; erect, but not fully so. I crawled over to him, and from between his legs I looked up and asked "may I lick you Sir?" He nodded, and I took him all in my mouth, to the point where I gagged on him repeatedly. I let his length withdraw almost completely, and then clamped my lips firmly around his tip, swirling my tongue as if his cock were a popsicle, alternating between sucking hard, and teasing flickers of my tongue. As I did this, he grabbed himself and started pumping the rest of his length as I suckled on the head of his cock, slowly rubbing and caressing his balls. My hand moved down, still keeping my eyes on his, sucking hard, I pushed a finger against him, slowly pushing it in, feeling him open around it. I bobbed my head now, more frantically, my tongue and finger both working away at sensitive spots. I withdrew my mouth, and started telling him how I wanted him to cum so hard, and with more pressure of my finger, he exploded all over his chest. He moaned with the orgasm, his chest heaving, his breath coming in ragged gasps.... I retrieved something for him to clean up with, and asked innocently if that's all the play he wanted tonight. He told me to be patient, that I would get mine soon enough. I went back to the computer, and he switched on the tv, and we were content for a small while to relax. But I couldn't stop thinking about pain, bondage, and hard fucking. I kept thinking about the books, about the hall of punishment, where naughty girls were strung up, bound and exposed, and teased and fucked until they couldn't cum anymore.... the thought of it was more then I could bare. I was so flushed I felt dizzy, and I crawled back to him, nuzzled against his chest, and told him what I craved. I wanted, needed him to tie me tightly, gag me, shove something in me, and then let me suffer alone for a while. I rubbed myself against him, telling him I needed pain and control so badly. He rolled me on to the floor, onto my back, and told me that I would be a good slut, and collect all I wanted and have it ready for him, with one condition: I was to cum ONLY from having my tits pinched and tortured right then and there. I agreed. He pulled my plain white tank top down over my tits, my nipples already alert, ready for his touch. Knowing how sensitively I react to having my nipples twisted and pulled, he went to work without mercy, until i was either in screaming agony, or screaming ecstasy, and my pussy shuddered, wanting to be filled. I lay there gasping. He whispered in my ear to go prepare my toys for him. Perhaps I was over eager, but letting me choose my torture proved that I only made things worse for my poor body, as I salivated over my 10" glass dildo, my nipple clamps, my hog-tie cuffs (which I attached to both wrists and ankles) my ball gag, and the paddle. I assumed my position (face down, ass up) on the bed, and called to my Master that I was ready for him. He entered, and swiftly had my pussy filled. He did not remove my thong, only shoved it aside as my toy entered me, and then fixed it so that my toy could not slip out as my thong held it in place. My hands and ankles were connected, and when he pulled down my tank top, my nipples were clamped (which, since I was on my stomach, had my full weight pressing on my already sore tits). Lastly, he had my lips wrapped around the ball gag and positioned me in the middle of the bed. He slapped my bare ass a few times, before turning off the lights, leaving me whimpering and squirming on the bed for him. What felt like an hour later, with my tits aching, my pussy BEGGING to be fucked, and saliva running down my chin, I heard the door open. He came over to the bed, and I felt his weight upon it. I turned my head to look at him, but he savagely gripped my hair and shoved my face down, and commanded me not to look at him. I whimpered in response, and stayed still and mostly silent. He began to run the paddle over my body, running it between my legs, over my ass, up my back, only to bring it down sharply on my exposed ass. He randomly spanked me, and started pumping my dildo in and out of me, working me up to climax, which I had been so close to all along. I got almost to the brink when he stopped. I could hear a 'click', and a wet sound. I tried my best to not turn and see what he had in his hands, but with the lights out, I don't think I would have been able to make out the next toy he was about to use on me anyways. I understood as soon as he pressed the lubed up tip of the butt plug against me. I had been able to take this one before, but I had been pretty fussy, as I'm pretty much an anal virgin. But being bound so completely, without even being able to voice my fears, I simply raised my ass for him, and he slowly pushed it in, all the way in, until I moaned with what he knew was renewed arousal. He told me he was pleased I took it so well, and began pumping both the dildo and plug in and out of me, making lewd comments about how I had both my holes filled. I moaned and gasped and tried to control myself, and manage to choke out from behind my gag a request for permission to cum for him. He told me to cum as hard as I could. He pumped them harder into me, and I felt my ass and pussy so completely full and used, I shuddered and slumped on the bed, gasping after such a release. Without warning, he savagely ripped out the dildo, and got behind me, thrusting all the way into my sopping cunt, and fucked me, telling me I'm his whore, his play cunt, his toy to fuck however he wants. Unable to move even if I wanted too, I moaned loudly into my gag, feeling my tits rub against the bed, the clips pulling cruelly on my nipples. He fucked me until I clamped down around his cock, shuddering violently. I lay there, regaining myself, when he commanded I move lower down on the bed. It felt near impossible, as even if I could shift being hogtied, my tits rubbed too hard against the mattress, but he spurred me on with more blows to my ass. I managed it, and he shifted so that once again, I was on my stomach, but this time, replacing my toy in my cunt, and removing my gag, he shoved his cock down my throat. This angle allowed me to take more of him, and what with his hands at my cunt again, rubbing my clit, pressing the plug deeper in me, and grabbing my tits, I was vulnerable and useable, and I came with his cock deep in my throat. At this point, he undid my feet from the hogtie, and told me to get on his cock. I slowly but surely got on my knees, and straddled him, He removed my toy, and plunged himself in me. My hands still bound behind me, the gag around my throat, plug still firmly in place in my ass and clips dangling from my chest, he thrust up into me without mercy. I began to beg that the clips were too much, and in one painful motion, he ripped them off me, only to replace the vise grip of he clamps with his own two hands. He mashed my tits, groping me roughly as I rode his cock to yet another climax. He told me if I could cum two more times for him, he would let me ride him with my vibrator on my clit. I cum the hardest when I grind my pussy against my vibe while riding him. I oblige him, grinding against him, moaning, whimpering, gasping with the sensations, and he reaches for it. I grind against him, feeling my ass and cunt full, both in me so deep, and my clit finally rewarded with the steady buzz of the vibe, and my Master thrusting up into my used body, I cum magnificently for him, and collapse beside him. He undoes my hands, and tells me to rub myself off while he removes my butt plug to rub my ass. I do, and he sprays his cum all over my tits and stomach, He too collapses besides me, and we pant silently. My body burns from the pain and the pleasure and the vulnerability and from the excitement of being so used. I clean him up, and we kiss gently. I love nights when we have such inspirations... Fuck Me Hard * * * * * Click Here to listen. (2 min/mp3) * * * * * Fuck Me In Front of the Fireplace Her skin seemed to glow from within as she lay sprawled across the pillows covering the floor in front of the fireplace. The flames flickered across her curves, highlighting the roundness of her breasts and darkening the shadow between them. Her hands were entwined in the hair covering the head between her legs. Her back arched off of the pillows, pushing her hips tight against the tongue tormenting her aching clit. "No, no, no," he said, rising up over her and pinning her wrists to the floor. "I told you not to touch me." She pouted, her lower lip lush and full. Her hips rose off of the floor as his hardening cock slid against her slit. She gasped as the head glanced over her clit. He teased her, his shaft gliding across her sensitive flesh. He leaned down, his lips opening against hers. His tongue slid into the silky softness of her mouth and tangled with hers. She moaned into him, begging for more. She tensed against his hands, trying to reach for him. His knee slid between her legs, holding her helpless on the floor. She ground her cleft against his knee, aching for relief from the throbbing between her legs. "Tsk tsk. I said no," he growled. He reached over her head, drawing a pair of handcuffs from around the leg of the sofa. She watched him as he drew each arm up, locking the cuffs around her wrists. She tried to pull her arms down and failed. He had strategically placed one cuff on each side of the sofa leg. He stood up and walked into the kitchen. He returned momentarily, a few yards of rope between his fingers. He swung it idly, dragging the frayed end over her breasts, teasing her nipples. He knelt beside her, tweaking the hard nubs between his fingers. He slid the rope behind each of her knees, tying her legs to her restrained arms. She was spread wide before him, utterly at his mercy. He leant over her, dragging his hard cock across her cheek. She turned her head and took him deep into her throat, her tongue licking its way up and down the length of his cock. She swirled the tip of her tongue against the underneath of his head and felt a flare of satisfaction when he thrust deeper into her mouth, groaning her name. His hands tangled in her hair, pulling her lips up and around his shaft, choking her with his cock. She moaned, sending vibrations thrumming through his length. Her tongue slid teasingly against him and he pulled back, dragging his wet cock across her face. He moved between her legs and she blushed, sure that he could see all of her. She closed her eyes, bathing in the warmth from the fire. Her eyes flew open to meet his when his open hand cracked against the damp skin of her open pussy lips. She whimpered as he did it again, his hand stinging her sensitive skin. "It feels good, doesn't it, baby?" he asked her. She nodded timidly. "Talk," he demanded, "Tell me how good it feels when I slap your slutty little cunt." "It feels very good, Sir. It makes my pussy dripping wet," she whispered. "You know what happens to wet little pussies, don't you?" he asked as his fingers dipped inside her tight heat. She arched her hips as his fingers drove deeper, filling her. Two, then three, stretching her open for his cock. "Tell me, slut," he said, pulling his fingers from her and slapping her open cunt again. "They get fucked," she said. "And how do they get fucked, my pet?" he asked. She swallowed, watching the intensity of his face in the firelight. "Hard," she whispered. He smiled down at her, the flickering flames reflected in his dark eyes. He leaned down, sucking the side of her neck. She moaned, turning her head to allow him better access. She shivered, trembling beneath the onslaught of his mouth. She felt the tip of his cock slide between her wet lips a second before he slammed into her. She cried out, gasping as her pussy stretched around the invasion of his cock. He gave her no time to adjust. He slammed in and out of her, driving her ass into the pillows beneath them. He braced himself over her, driving deeper with every thrust. She felt his balls slapping her ass as he pummeled her cunt. "Oh God," she gasped. "What, slut?" he growled, his hips slapping against hers. He slammed into her hard, holding his cock deep in her cunt. She could feel him throbbing within her. She tightened around him and he glared at her. "Don't try to make me cum. I'll fuck you until I've had enough," he told her. "Your pussy is mine." She tightened around him again, testing his words. His eyes never left hers as he withdrew from the hot, slick dampness of her cunt. He slid his fingers into her, coating them in her juices. He drew them down her slit and across her asshole, pushing the tip of one against the tight ring of muscle there. She trembled as he slid his thumb into her ass. She was on fire, burning from the penetration. She watched him as he finger fucked her ass, preparing it for his cock. He slid two fingers into her pussy and continued thumbing her ass. He took her to the brink, teasing her mercilessly with his fingers. "Fuck my ass," she finally demanded. He gave her a look, then slid his wet fingers from her cunt and slapped it again, hard. She whimpered. "Please?" He smiled down at her as he took his cock in his hand and stroked himself, teasing both of them. "You want my cock in your ass?" he asked. "Yes, Sir," she answered. "Please." He fit the head of his cock against her asshole and pushed into her. She cried out as her body stretched around the invasion, her back arching off of the floor. He was relentless, pushing into her steadily, making her take every inch of his hard cock in her ass. Her eyes fluttered closed as he took her. His balls came to rest against her and she took a deep breath, adjusting to having him buried in her. Her hips lifted, taking him even deeper. He groaned, his hands sliding under her ass to pull her into him. "Look at me," he demanded. She opened her eyes, watching his face as light from the fire flickered across it, highlighting his features. She was dying to run her hands over his shoulders, to lean up and kiss his chest, to wrap her long legs around his hips as he pumped into her, but she knew he would have none of it. Tonight, he wanted her helpless, under his control, forced to obey his every whim while he took her. He began moving within her, sliding his cock in and out of her tight ass. She was on fire, burning as he fucked her. His fingers teased the wet entrance of her cunt as he fucked her ass, sliding barely in and retreating. His thumb flickered across her clit, making her moan his name. He sped up, fucking her harder. It still burnt, it still hurt, but she didn't care. She didn't give a damn about anything but cumming around the hard cock fucking her. "You're such a pretty little slut-doll," he growled, his fingers digging into her chest. He pinched her nipples hard, tenting them between his knuckles. "A pretty little slut-doll who's going to cum all over my hard cock," he told her, his cock slamming into her. She moaned, begging for more. "You look so good taking my dick, baby," he said, watching lust infuse her features as he took her higher and higher. She was driving him crazy, moving her hips that way, fucking her ass back on his cock. He wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. "Is my slut ready to cum for me?" he asked. "Oh God," she whimpered, "Please let me cum. Make me cum with your cock buried in my slutty little ass," she begged. He slammed into her like a freight train, fucking her feverishly, feeling her tighten around him as she got closer and closer to the edge. He thrust into her deep and held his cock in her ass, throbbing wildly. "Cum, slut. Cum for me. Now!" The feeling of his cock filling her ass with his hot cum sent her through the roof. She jerked on the floor, her back arching, pushing her tits out towards him. He pinched them harder, making her whimper. She clenched around him, draining every drop of cum from him as she milked his cock with her ass. She felt him unsnapping the handcuffs from her wrists and freeing her legs from the rope. He lied down beside her, pulling her still-quivering body tight against his. She felt his fingers in her hair, running across her shoulders, circling her back. She turned in his arms, throwing a thigh lazily over his and tangling her fingers in the hair on his chest, her cheek coming to rest against the breadth of his shoulder. She drifted off, the heat from the fire warming their naked skin. Fuck Me in the Asana The sudden arrival of winter in the Southwest made Carlson walk slowly to the gate. He noticed the leaves toss themselves across his path, and listened to them rustle by. These were conversations he had forgotten to tune in to. Finally the Altadena hills were blanketed by snow, and the moon's own hills seemed sharper. The cold itself was like a conversation with an old friend he wasn't expecting, a call out of the blue that brought him life he didn't know he was missing. What reinvigorated him was as mysterious and unexpected as what drained and deteriorated. Beyond the gate, a possum hid behind the magnolia tree. A tree rat paused. Crows rummaging by the backyard fence took off at the clash of the latched wood. The cold brought contemplation, and so it was the first time in months that he remembered that he was a part of nature, too. That nature wasn't just an Other. It was a sibling alien that shared the planet. His legs ached from the tightness of the weather and the heavy running he'd done the other day. As for his lover who lived upstairs with him, she was also like family. Sexless and distant, who paid the rent on time, who cooked sometimes a thoughtful stew. But it wasn't enough to replace what was lost between them. That's all there is to say on the topic. He was set on going to yoga that evening, at the new studio in downtown, to de-stress, to ogle at women's asses, to free his contorted mind through bodily bends. He would leave his ring at home. That much was intended. Carlson arrived uncomfortably early to the spacious, overheated (to fight the new chill in town) studio, painted a mellow purple and with sedated green. It calmed and warmed him, and erased his work and marriage woes. A tanned, determinedly peaceful woman at the desk, wearing an om-symbol T-shirt extended by ample cleavage, greeted him with a smile that moved him to hold eye contact for an extra second. That itself sent a surge to his second chakra, the one where all his energy was stuck. "Tina," he thought, and repeated the name to himself, in a half-stupor. He plopped himself on the cushy, fuzzy gray sofa parked near the expensive yoga-wear they sold in the lobby. The students that slowly entered the studio were just what he assumed: forty-something, medium- to high-wealth white and Latino women in well-fitted elastic pants that expressed supple, plump cheeks and shirts that well defined their soft curves. "Why is this a woman's sport?" he thought to himself incredulously, as if he'd found a choice, unattended restaurant. This gem was his. "Nice to have a man's presence among us," one of them jokingly spoke to Tina. Carlson blushed. Another saw him. He blushed openly, enjoying his vulnerability. The group of six entered the yoga area behind a thick velvet curtain. It was even warmer there, with wall-to-wall gray carpeting. Buddha statues in the corners; sandalwood fragrance burned at the front of the room where the teacher's mat was laid out. The veteran women rolled out their mats, while the lone male borrowed one from the back. He nervously hustled back and found room between a petite blonde and a curvy Latina with lower-back-length hair that seemed to point to her plump--that is, perfect--ass. Carlson stretched as the others were doing but couldn't help getting a little excited thinking about smacking that sweet flesh after pantsing her in the bathroom like the horny stud he was--or imagined he was--and slipping his Vaselined prick between her cheeks. "Compose yourself, you sex-starved fucker," he thought, half-trying to shake the naughty visions from his mind. Out of nowhere it seemed, Tina was at the head of the class gently ordering the league of ladies--and the newbie male--to arch their backs to the heavens, to wrap one leg around another, to make the body a bow and the concentrated frown a smile. The montage of moves made him mad with lust. He imagined the myriad fuck poses he could try with these ladies, all beautiful in their unique way. Petite, tall, pale, dark, skinny, plump, naughty, nice ... spit, swallow, suck, slurp, smear ... public bathroom, nature hike, on the roof, on the linoleum floor, in the basement, in the shower, in the open field, in the alley ... open up, open wide ... At last an hour and half had passed and they rested like corpses on the lawn of the sweaty studio room. Blood coursed them, pulsing steadily, slowly. For Carlson, all the downward dog posing and the all-fours arches made him slip into uncountable orgy fantasies, pumping these five rumps from behind like a rich factory-line fuck with poontang cunt scent filling the room, heavy tits plumping up with lust and bouncing under their chests under the undulations of his proud--he was fucking five women after all--doggiestyle wailings. From a petite redhead with disproportionately large breasts, to the plump Latina with a small pretty chest and whose hair would become a cordial rein for her master, to the perfectly curvy instructor whose belly ring dangled temptingly throughout that class, and whose toned, thin legs led up to a wide expanse of womanly cushion he lusted to kneed with almond oil for a whole evening. Carlson's appetite was just as expansive. Needless to say, his erection was at full salute despite a very secondary desire to keep it down for decorum's sake. Especially since Tina was walking about the room pressing students' shoulders down to release tension during their final pose. All their eyes were closed, but Carlson peaked to see what was happening. He looked down and saw the hopeless case of his hard-on and looked over to see the tight crotches in repose. The instructor was even mist-spraying lavender in the room. Then he could feel her presence above him, then her breath near his, then something between sweat and a rosy perfume, then her hands above his pectorals, pressing his shoulders down, releasing heart tension and a sigh from both of them, just as she'd done with the others. "Relax," she said, just as she'd coached the others to let go. Tina looked around the room and casually observed her students in full repose. She did not release her hands from his pecs but instead gripped the full muscles, as a woman might grope a man as he would a woman, and squeezed and simultaneously pressed her lips to his forehead, observing then, as she had five minutes earlier, his aching unselfconscious member that sought her soft caress. She whispered something in his hear. His face was red beyond red, his balls blue beyond a deep purple. At last the class sat up, gave a goodbye in a language that wasn't their own, and the lights came on and the mats rolled up. The hens gossiped; few lingered. The sexy long-haired woman chatted with Tina about the next day's classes, but nothing significant. The lot of them thanked Carlson for keeping up with them despite it being his first class. Like a 14-year-old boy asked to walk up to the classroom at the moment he thought of the girl next to him (who was naked in the forest but for her pink thong), he sat still where he was, stuck in half-lotus, smiling and avoiding standing at all costs so as not to display his embarrassing arousal. A bone that forgot its soft origins. Tina was in no hurry to leave. In fact, she asked the Latina gal to switch the lights off as she left, so that only the flame near Tina's mat lit the room, and then only the instructor and the new student were left. "Go ahead and stay in your resting post. Lie down," she gently ordered Carlson. His heart was beating uncontrollably. He knew yet didn't know what would happen next. But strangely he was comfortable. He closed his eyes and heard her walk over to him. His senses heightened, he listened as a quiet elastic waistband was snapped. It wasn't his. She was removing her stretch pants as she stood over his face. Tina kicked them aside and opened a bottle of lavender oil, which she calmly rubbed on his third eye and temples. She watched him lick his lips and swallow inordinately, dry from lust. She was crouched down, her black thong hiked up her plump, no-tanline ass. Her pussy had melted earlier in the hour. So powerful was its honey that she had already saturated the thin triangle veil that separated Carlson's nose from the womanly source. Yet he could smell her tangy perfume even over the heavy lavender on his face. O how she dripped watching him continue to wipe his dry lips with an uncontrollable tongue. Then he felt it. A cool, supple thigh grazed his left ear. His heart thumped loudly; he couldn't hear his instructor's subsequent thighs and nor could she hear his. Then the other thigh pressed against his right ear. She was straddling him. She was going to feed him her ambrosia. She was going to let him suckle from the fount, the silken temple called yoni. She dipped her wet panties onto his nose, which he sniffed eagerly. He lapped at the moist cotton, and made a small erection of it to push aside the material and taste the precious cunt juice. She rode him. She rode him hard. He barely breathed. Barely wanted to breathe. No escape, no desire to escape. Tina was only going to ride his blessed face for so long until she peeled back his own pants to reveal his lingam, which she also thirsted for. Amazing how we create thirsts, how we read thirsts on the sidewalks and in the yoga classes, how it's thirst that makes us sin and it's thirst that makes us whole again. They were going to become one by sucking lips and cock, like a beast that eats itself. He pushed aside the wettened panties and gracefully puckered the lips with his finger and thumb, and she licked the veiny pole and took it in her salivating mouth without hesitation. And feeling her hunger for dick, he gave up the playful licks and dove in nose and tongue to excavate her musty dew, to playfully draw out as much juice as a horny face could. "How're you so good?" she moaned, grinding her puss against his nose. "It's a give and take, a tug of war," he said between labiac slurps, his words moving her to down his dick, to get it far down her fucking throat as possible. She had no gag reflex, not now at least, and she loved to feel his head at her throat. Then she let herself come up for breath, her saliva coating him from balls to engorged purple head. She stroked it vigorously as she recovered her breath and relaxed her throat for another amazing sword-swallowing feat. As for her ass, it was reddened with smack marks while Carlson managed to lavender-oil-fuck her peach hole and steadily frig her cunt with two other fingers. He had genius multitasking going on, but Tina needed to take another step. She got up abruptly and took his hand and dragged him to lobby, where she had him sit on the front desk. Tina devilishly raised the candle as she pushed him back to lay full down on the desk, and poured the waxed on his rock-hard abs. Carlson jumped from the shock of it, his cock jumping soon after, but soon realized that the pain subsided almost instantly as the waxed hardened on him. Then she sucked him, looking up innocently, then viciously as she grazed her teeth ever so slightly on his oversensitive penis. She dripped some on his inner thighs, even his reddened balls, and enjoyed the precum that dribbled out like a tortured confession. Then Carlson became possessed. Heightened beyond pleasure and pain, he sat up and shoved his yoga teacher's sexy face into his crotch, spouting filthy language as she bobbed eagerly with every forced push of her head. Her shirt wasn't even off yet, nor her panties, but soon she'd be a naked slut. He grabbed her shirt and tore it off her. He left her bra on, which jutted up her full, silver-dollar-nipple tits that hung like overripe fruit, that were now sweaty from the eager salty-dick sucking. Carlson picked her up and stepped forcefully to the couch that sat near the window of the studio. It was maybe 9 p.m. now. Classes were over. It was dark in there, but people could perhaps peak in and see them in action. And their action would decidedly be an animalistic doggiestyle. He smacked her several times on her thonged rump, watching the flesh undulate and caressing her arched back as a master thanks a slave. Then he tapped his hand at her hairy cunt, hardening even more at the rich moistness. The lips practically hung low for his high-hung prick, which he tapped and swung about the fleshy puss. How he loved the long labia! With a tease she thought would last longer, he plunged his dipstick into her silken tank and tried it out stroke after stroke, until it was proud, glazed staff. He walked to her face and made her suck it clean, made her taste her tang, which made her wetten ever more. "Bury my face in the sofa, baby!" she begged. And he complied, shoving her head down as he pounded her sweet poon in the wanton evening. He pounded, feeling the silk cave grip hard when he'd rest suddenly, then resumed a pounding when she least expected it. He tugged her hair, wishing it be the grand rope he'd make of the plump Latina's, but nevertheless a length he could ponytail, sufficient to tug with one hand while spanking with the other. She was used good n' hard, and gave thanks for the tender abuse. "Baby, I'm gunna blow it. Where can I blow it baby?!!" he yelled in a whisper, almost begging to be released. Tina answered without a word, unstrapping her bra and looking back with a deeply devlish look that said, "Cum on my fucking backside, sweetie." Flattered and with deep aggression, Carlson pulled out just before the first lava rope shot from him and pressed his honeyed pole between Tina big round ass. Just then, the first stream leapt up and landed in her hair, and then a magnificent sputtering shot wave after wave onto her back and ass crack. He caught any dribble from hitting the couch, massaging it into her ass cheeks and soft shoulder blades. "Fucking hell, I think I have more," he said, and plunged his still-hard prick into her cunt, fucking steadily to make sure he remained aroused. A second wind kicked in and Tina went along for the ride until another wave of orgasm bathed her and had her milking his semen-slick shaft, his pre-spunk coating her insides following her cunt convulsions. He wanted to drain himself yet again, but she refused him. Forced him to delay. Stood up, smiled and walked to the bathroom where she grabbed a bottle of gooey rosemary foot cream, stuff as thick as honey, and handed it to Carlson. "Fuck my peach gentle. Use the whole fucking tube." And she bent over the toilet, sliding twat-n'-dick juice up into her butt, thence wacking a cheek to indicate to the stud horse to mount her. "Babe," he said sweating, coating his dick in the richly scented goop, "I'm gonna unload up your tight asshole the moment I enter. Just so you know." "Good, deposit your love." She lifted a leg in dancer's pose, making a bow of her supple body. He guided in the syruped cock up to the hilt, letting the suction of her anus milk his pole. He pumped slow, then she bumped into him deeper, so he fucked full-throttle, machine-like, pinching her nipples so hard she screamed. And as she screamed she put her hands on the ground and arched the ass up in downward dog. "Fuck me like a dirty dog!" she cried, and he obeyed and went further even, spreading her cheeks to watch his cock pop in and out. "I'm gonna cum in you!" he screamed--and before he could finish a cumflow sprang from the depths of his balls and bathed her anus with a bucket of bubbly jizz. Tina's wedding band was also off that day. The two of them woke up from the sofa, naked but for a thick blanket that covered them. They'd showered, washed each other off. Within her, something was fertilizing without their knowledge, something that broke barriers of the social world. (To be continued...) Fuck Me in the Kitchen My girlfriend had been visiting friends in New York, NY for a couple weeks. The day after she was planning to come home her family was having a get together, so we agreed that she'd fly from New York to her parent's place and then I'd meet her there for the gathering. Afterwards we could come home together. When I got to her parent's place she opened the door and it was hard not to jump her right there, after being away from her for a while. Instead, I gave her a classy "I missed you honey" kiss and spent the rest of the evening thinking of the different ways I wanted to fuck her while politely spending time with her family. After a while the evening finally started to die down and everyone began heading home. We had quite a drive ahead of us so we decided to stay there for the night with her parents and younger sister. They were nice enough to put us up on an air mattress in the living room, but unfortunately it didn't give us much privacy. He parent's room was right above us and her sister's was just down the hall, so any sex noises would be easily heard. We both wanted to fuck, it was just a matter of finding the right place. She finally suggested the kitchen and we quickly (but as quietly as we could) headed that way. She was wearing bright lime green pajama bottoms and a t-shirt. Her hard nipples were clearly visible through the thin shirt. I was wearing a pair of Adidas track pants and a t-shirt. We got to the kitchen and started kissing while leaning up against the counter. "We have to be quick and quiet." She said. Normally when we have sex we like variety, so we do it in a lot of different positions all over our apartment. But, like she said, we were about to fuck in her parent's kitchen, so we'd need to be quick and not wake anyone. "Turn around." I said and as she did I wrapped my arms around her. My right hand slid between her legs over her pajama bottoms. My left hand making its way down her neck, over her chest, and over her nipples. I started rubbing her clit over her clothes and she moaned in my ear. I slipped my hand under her pants and panties and could feel how wet her pussy was already. "Bend over against the counter." She did it immediately, she likes being told what to do. I pulled her pajama bottoms down a little bit revealing a gray thong. I rubbed my hands all over her ass, and then I slipped my hand between her legs. I could feel her wetness through her panties. "Pull your thong down to your knees." She reached behind her, still bent over, and slid her thong and pants down to her knees and then put her hands back on the counter. I didn't have any condoms, I didn't figure we'd really be fucking much at her parent's house, so as much as I wanted to shove my cock into her pussy, I resisted. I liked the way she looked bent over with her pants and panties at her knees and I'm pretty sure she liked the way she felt, so I decided to leave her there. I moved around to her side, almost as if I was going to start spanking her and rubbed her ass with my hand. "Do you want me to rub your pussy?" "Yes." She said. "Don't move, I want you to stay bent over like this. I'll rub your clit until you cum, do you want that?" "Mm-hmm." She half said half moaned. I put my left hand on her back and my right hand in between her legs from behind. The palm of my hand covered her pussy while the ends of a couple of my fingers rested on her clitoris. I rub her clit in a circle for a moment with the tips of my fingers. She moaned gently. Then I started pumping my hand across her pussy. Now the palm of my hand was running back and forth on her pussy while my fingers focused on her clit. "Oh, yeah, just like that." She moaned. "Keep doing it just like that." She spread her legs a little more, so I started rubbing a little bit harder. I was really pumping on her pussy now, my hand was getting wet with her juices. I grabbed one of her tits with my left hand and started playing with her nipple. She really likes her nipples pulled and twisted, especially this close to an orgasm. She stuck her ass out a little more forcibly. She looked so sexy bent over on her parent's kitchen counter with her sexy naked ass pushing out. I started rubbing her harder as she neared her orgasm, her pussy dripping now. And then... "Oh yeah, okay, okay, I'm cumming, ohhhh..." I slowed down my rubbing and gently cupped her pussy as she came. My hand covered in her juice. "Is it my turn now?" I asked. She just smiled and dropped to her knees. She pulled my pants down a bit and pulled my cock out. She licked her lips a little bit, and then licked around the head of my cock. And then, with out much warning, slipped my cock deep into her mouth. She started cupping my balls with her right hand as she bobbed her head up and down on my shaft. "I want to see your tits." Without removing her mouth from my cock she used one hand to lift up her shirt displaying her beautiful breasts. Here was my girlfriend, on her knees in her parent's kitchen with her t-shift up above her tits and her pajama bottoms below her knees as she sucked my cock. She pulled her mouth off of it and begin licking it up and down. As she did that I said "I know this was supposed to be quick and quiet, and that normally means swallowing...but I want to cum on you." "I want you to cum on me. Cum on my face." She said and smirked and then put her mouth back on my cock. "Ohhh..." I groaned. "I'm not going to last much longer anyway, I've been waiting to get my cock in your mouth for a week!" As I said that she put her left hand on my cock and started jacking me off into her mouth. Her tongue was playing with the tip of my cock as she jacked me. "I'm going to cum..." She pulled her mouth off, took off her t-shirt and stuck out her tongue. Her left hand was playing with my balls as her right hand jacked me off. "Cum on me, cum on me right now." She said. And then I started cumming. She aimed my cock at her face, stuck out her tongue and closed her eyes. The first shot went right down the center of her face. She licked her lips, licking up the cum that hit her there. I just kept cumming until it ran off of her cheeks onto her tits. When I finished she slowly licked my cock up and down until I started to go soft. She smiled and stood up. She looked so gorgeous covered in my cum. She wiped it from her eyes. "Do you see anything to clean up with? I don't really want to clean up with this shirt." "Well, you can use the shirt I wore today, but it's in the living room." So, we started sneaking back to the living room. We had to walk right by her sister's room. I wondered what would happen if her sister had woken up just then and decided to go to the bathroom or something. She would have met her older sister topless and covered in cum. We made it back to the living room. She smiled at me as she cleaned her self up. "That was fun, a little messy though." "Yeah, sorry about that." Fuck Me, Jack! Jack eyed the girl's jiggly ass from the front door of LA's Celebrity Starr Night Club. He thought she was fine as hell with her fat tits, tiny waist and sexy hips. There was a gap just below her crotch that called out his name. The chick's pants were so tight, Jack could see the imprint of her pussy slit. The large, muscular bouncer stuffed his hands in his pockets and walked over to the girl and her friend. "It's cold out here tonight. How much longer before we can get in?" the girl asked. She licked shapely glossed lips that trembled slightly in the cold air. "It could be another hour," Jack answered. "What's your name?" "Felicity. This is my friend Janice," she said. The straight-haired brunette standing next to Felicity nodded her head in Jack's direction with a shy smile. "Why does it take so long? We've already been here for an hour and a half already." Felicity was obviously pissed and ran impatient slim fingers through her dyed, blonde curls. "I'm Jack, the lead bouncer here. I might be able to work something out. You and your friend come with me." Jack turned and headed back to the other security officer and asked him to watch the door for a while. No one in line dared to challenge his decision to allow Felicity and Janice into the building. Jack's hooded eyes and dark, mafia-like demeanor clearly expressed he was not in the mood for addressing questions or complaints. Once inside, Felicity was pleased to find the building and furnishings as beautifully and professionally done as she'd read about online. However, the bouncer appeared to be leading them away from the main dance area. "Why are you taking us this way?" she asked. Jack ignored her and turned the corner "Your friend can sit here," he said pointing to a green padded chair outside of a locker room. You come with me." Janet, thinking she needed to be frisked as part of the club entrance requirements, followed obediently. Once inside the dimly lit room, Jack turned to her. "You've been out there for an hour and a half, right?" "Right," she answered. "You know there are some big names in town and the wait to get in is actually another two hours." "Thank you so much sir for letting us in early. I guess you could see that I was really uncomfortable out there." Felicity reached inside her purse to grab a tip for Jack. Jack grabbed her slim wrist and pulled her to his iron-hard chest. Felicity would have screamed, but he smothered her cry by placing his strong mouth over hers and sucking her soft tongue with his larger one. Felicity then realized it wasn't money that Jack was after. He grabbed her left hand and led it to his granite-hard dick. Felicity felt her pussy start to cream and whispered, "I'd do almost anything to get into this party." With that, Jack's oversized hand grabbed Felicity's left ass cheek while he fiddled with her pant zipper with his other hand. He then lifted the sexy club banger off her feet and sat her on his exposed cock, while still standing against the bathroom wall of the locker room. Luckily the cum that had already begun to leak down Felicity's thigh was there to help Jack slide his huge Godzilla dick into her soaking slit. "Fuck my pussy you big, cock-ass mother fucker," Felicity said in a husky voice. "Shut the hell up bitch and take this thick ass cock," Jack mumbled back at her. "I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you." Jack stabbed Felicity's pussy with the largest dick that had ever been in it up until that time. He grinded his hips into hers, licking her neck between tongue sucking. He fucked her pussy as he walked toward the long vanity in the locker room bathroom. Gently, he lowered her onto the vanity, pulled his cum-covered cock out of Felicity's swollen pussy and rammed it into her tight asshole. "Damn you stupid shit, you're fucking me in my asshole!" Felicity yelled. "Go figure bitch," Jack, the big brawny bouncer was mean as shit. However, he did a great job protecting the entrance to the largest celebrity night club in LA. When his dick got hard it needed a tight wet pussy or a bitch's ass so he could get the fuck off. That's all he cared about and the young gold seekers trying to gain entrance to the club were always happy to oblige him. "Your shit is too big for my ass Jack," Felicity pleaded. "Fuck you and take this shit!" he said. "This little taste of heaven is tighter than I expected," Jack thought to himself. Felicity moaned under the assault of Jack's crooked cock. He was ruthless and animal-like, acting like he would go coo coo for pussy juice. She had to get into the club tonight since the All-star game was being played in town and everyone who was anyone was inside. Felicity took the pounding on the long vanity of the bouncer locker room. Jack was sweating and swearing as he enjoyed her sweet, wet ass. The thought of her two swollen slits and his dick pounding the shit hole next to it made Jack hungry. Jack unplugged his pulsating dick from Felicity's tiny asshole and pulled both of her thighs up in the air so he could devour her pussy. It was sweet and salty from the sweat of his baseball bat cock. His tongue slipped right into the hole that he'd stretched to the max. "This cunt is a great fuck," Jack thought as he gnawed at her labia while slurping the excess precum he had just left inside her. "Shit, I'm gonna cum!" Felicity let out a shriek and dropped a couple loads of pussy syrup from her trembling hips into Jack's mouth. This quick fuck to get into the club had ended up benefiting her in more ways than one. Jack let Felicity's cum drip down the side of his mouth onto his beard so he could smell it and pulled Felicity off the counter, hiking up her ass. Jack continued fucking her from behind until she was too sore to even think about a dance floor. Finally he leaned into her, his dick continuing to swell, and pumped a load of thick cum into her uterus. Felicity made a mental note to get Jack's schedule to make sure she could meet him at the same time and place next week, but not necessarily to get into the club. The End by Erotica Reid