0 comments/ 13182 views/ 0 favorites A Visit By: Jazzbaby Stepping out of the gangway into the airport - our eyes meet. My heart leaps inside my chest at our first site. He's just as I remember, I hadn't forgotten his face or his bearing after all. We smile, he steps up to me and pulls me into his arms. I bury my face in his neck and breath his scent. Secretly, I want to cry - this is home - a familiarity that soothes my soul. He kisses the top of my head. Looking into his eyes I jokingly tell him, "There's nothing better out there in the world than this, so stop looking. " He laughs, takes my face in his hands and kisses me soft and warm. Kisses me as if he can't get enough and at last I feel desired. "Let's get out of here," he whispers into my ear. I know what he has in mind... then again, maybe I don't! A tickle shimmers in my stomach at the unexpected. That's always been the most exciting aspect of our sex life... the unknown, the unforeseen. Taking my hand and heaving my bag over his shoulder. A glare pierces me. "I know, I know. I packed the "kitchen sink" again. You know how I am! I have to be prepared!" I drop my head mimicking shame (and so the game begins). Shaking his head we set off for the car. Down the hall, I suddenly stop and pull him back a step... "Look!" with a feigned gasp, "Oh my god... it's an empty wall! Over there!" "Oh no you don't. We're not going to do that... I need more privacy. " "Don't want to cause a scene, eh?" "Even though the wall is just begging for my ass to be imprinted on it?" Under my breath, "Coward. " "Come on. " He admonishes and pulls me into step again as we head out of the door to the parking lot. Tossing my bag into the back seat, he straightens to face me. I lean him against the side of the car, kiss his neck and stroke slowly between his nicely muscled thighs. Squeezing him gently, I wshipser in his ear, "I'm ready now, no one will see. let's do it, quick, here. " He grabs my wrist stopping myhand from it's purpose. Leaning harder against him, raising a knee, i place it on the fender next to his hip, pinning him against the car. "Come on, be brave this one time, it doesn't have to take long. I just need to feel you inside me now. " With a lusty tone to my voice... "let's show 'em how it's done. " Grabbing my arms he easily lifts me off of him. Holding onto me, kisses me deeply then guides me to the car door. "Get in. We'll be at my place in no time. " Once settled into the car I get a taste of what's to come. We kiss deeply, lighting our passion. His hand searches my body and finally slips under my skirt. I move my own between his legs and the apparent desire fills my hand. I'm cascading into the passion of our kiss and my mind is spiraling out of control. I only feel hot desire and the passion to be set loose. He gently pushes me back into my seat and starts the car without a word. After a quick drive-by tour of the town, pointing out highlights along the way, we arrive at his apartment. Opening the door for me, I step in and my first sense of the place is - coziness. It's over-stuffed but that's not surprising. "Oh, I nearly forgot. I brought you a little house-warming present!" I reach into my bag and pull out a box. He takes it from me, glancing sidelong at me. I know he doesn't like to receive gifts. It embarrasses him for some reason. "It's really nothing. " I assure him. "I made it myself, so you know it didn't cost much. " We sit on the couch and he opens the box. Inside is a hand-bound suede journal. I've always encouraged him to write. He has much to say, to express. I feel he should write it down, if only for his sons to read one day, far into the future. "It's a personal journal... not a diary... but a place to write down feelings, memories of your family and your personal life. Your parents and grandparents lives. What they went through, what you went through. Anything! You don't need to be eloquent or philosophical, as a matter of fact it's best if it's in your own speaking style. There are no rules when writing in a journal. " I explain. "Fill it with what's in your head and heart. Teach what you've learned the hard way. Put down your hopes and dreams for your sons and for their children. Then put it away for them to read and cherish one day. " "They will, you know?" I continue, "They will cherish your words when they're older, and need to know and appreciate their father. " "Thanks. " He stands, taking his gift and placing it on the desk. Following him, I announce, "You're NOT going to sit at that computer while I'm here!" "Why not?" I see that he's grinning as he turns to face me. He knows I want to be the center of his thoughts this weekend. "You're paying attention to me. This will be the last precious time we spend together and I don't want to waste a minute. " "Not even emails?" his eyes glinting. "NO!" Mock sigh - shoulder shrug, he wanders into the kitchen. He stands against the sink, arms crossed, watching me. Slipping my arms around his waist, I raise my face to his and kiss him gently. He returns the kiss as his hands slide into my hair. My fingers press into his back then I slowly pull his T-shirt from his jeans, guiding my fingers from his waist to his chest. Closing my eyes - the sensation of touch deepens. I stop, holding very still, and savoring every sensation of joining our bodies, the portions of my body that are leaning into his. Hands in my hair and on my neck. Warm, hard, soft, strong, supple... all the sensations are blended and yet very distinct. He takes me by the arms and pushes me against the wall. Leaning against me... I can barely breath as his hands move beneath my shirt. His skill at bra-removal is amazing... I barely notice until his warm, dry hands enclose around my breasts. I breathe slow and deep, kissing his neck slowly, parting my lips - tasting him. I had nearly forgotten the taste of him. Maneuvering to the side of my breast, his thumb moves up the center, brushing my nipple, lightly moving, teasing, exciting me... my breathing shallows. His other hand slides down my waist, spreading his fingers out across my skin. Searching the small of my back, his fingertips move inside my skirt waistband and into my panties. I push my body into him, against his force which is pressing me to the wall. I feel the hair on his chest, running my fingers across and up to his shoulders. Kissing his jaw until his lips find mine. Soft pressure, lips part and tongues touch. Our kissing is warm and sweet and slow, savoring every moment. I help him pull his shirt off over his head and unfasten his jeans. He grabs my hair, pulling my head back, his lips hot on my throat. He pulls my skirt up, fingers digging into my flesh... pulling my hips closer to his, tips of his fingers find my tender niche. Teasing around the edge before venturing in. Bites on my neck then shoulders excite and frighten. I pull my shirt off, I feel his lips move to my breasts, kissing and sucking, I hear nothing in the room, my ears are filled only with what I feel. The world doesn't exist to me at this moment. I feel myself getting weaker and submissive. I want to fall to my knees and soon feel myself slipping down, but I'm held tight. I want to speak, to beg to be let go, but no voice comes. He bends to scoop me up in his arms. He drops me onto the bed, grabs my ankles to pull me to the end. My skirt is quickly removed and tossed aside and the panties follow. Grabbing the back of my knees, he bends them up and lowers his face. His moist lips kiss my inner thigh, tempting me to move closer, but I'm ordered to hold still. I grab the sheets to help me remember not to move. I stare silently at the ceiling as he trails kisses across my thighs, spreads my lips and tickles my clit with the tip of his tongue. The breath in my chest is being pulled from me. He releases his hold on my legs, "Grab your knees and hold them right where they are! Keep your legs spread wide!" I do as he says, moving my hands to grab the back of my knees. I feel his hands on each of my thighs, fingers moving extremely slowly toward my pussy. His fingers move lightly over my lips, barely touching my clit. I try to move closer but his hands push my hips down on the bed. "Don't move... don't you dare move!" I hold my breath and my eyes begin to water. Warm and wet, his tongue tickles and tastes every inch of me. Slipping into me slowly, his mustache brushes against my clit with a combination of sensations that are exquisite. His fingers are digging into my thighs before moving down, cupping me and spreading me open. I feel warm oil being spread luxuriously over my flesh. A finger guides itself into my cunt as deep as it will go... another is in my ass. He sucks on my clit and it takes all the strength and control that I'm quickly losing, to hold still. Rising, he pulls his jeans off, standing in front of me, he grabs me by the arms and pulls me up until I'm sitting in front of him. "Put your hands behind your back. " Again, I do as I'm told and look up at him. "Open your mouth... take it... all the way. " I know I won't be able to, but try to obey. Opening my mouth and taking the head of his cock into my mouth. I lean closer to take him in as far as I can. He grabs the back of my head and pushes it hard against him. I choke as I feel his hard dick touch the back of my throat. "Take it or you know what I'll have to do!" I feel a thread of fear rising, knowing I can't do as he is ordering. Again, he pushes into my mouth. I tip my head back to allow his length to fill me, sliding over my tongue in rapid bursts. Gagging as he pushes deep... he pulls my head back and pushes me to the bed. Grasping my hips he tumbles me onto my stomach. My knees slide to the floor. He sits on the bed beside me and presses one hand down on the middle of my back... slapping my ass sharply several times... feels like forever, and yet not enough. "No!" my cry is muffled by the sheets. He ignores my pleas and chastises me, "I warned you about what would happen. " The palm of his hand hits me soundly and fingers land across my pussy. All I can think about is how badly I need him to fuck me. To feel his hard cock drive into me at this very moment. "No, please... " I beg. Dismissing my cries, he repositions himself to his knees, still with a hand pressing on my back. "Put your hands behind your back. " I reach behind me and my wrists are captured in a single vicelike grip. He's kneeling between my legs when I feel the head of his cock on my ass. He holds it there... just resting against my aperture. Then ever so slowly, at least at first, he pushes his head through the tight opening. He forces his way into me, all the way. I have no control I weep into the sheets. My pussy is pulsing. His free hand reaches around to stimulate my clit. "Oh my god... fuck me... " I feel myself delivered to the threshold of climax and he brings me to delirium. Not stopping he pumps into my ass hard and fast, working still with my clit keeping my orgasm going. Electrifying convulsions, my legs are quivering. He releases my hands and grabs my hips with both hands, fingers gouging into my skin, pulling me close as he jams his hard dick as deep as he can, cumming, he stops for mere seconds before pushing, pulsing urging all he can from his orgasm. Biting my back at the peak of orgasm, I feel no pain, just fulfillment. Later lying in tangled sheets, drifting in and out of sleep. He lies next to me, his hand resting on my belly in sleep. I feel soreness creeping in, but it won't keep me from thoroughly enjoying my weekend with this sensual man. I'll take home bruises from our all too brief encounter. I did in the past as well. Reminders of giving our all to each other. Our kiss goodbye is brief and sensual. The flight home is lost somewhere in my mind... I mellowed on the way home... settled into my future like easing into a pair of comfortable slippers. A Visit Dear Readers my name is Sahebji. This incident took place over a decade ago. I received a letter from my friend Raju insisting that I visit him. He further added that I would not be disappointed. I did not understand what he meant. Raju was my fellow student while we were studying for our undergraduate degree. We had come to know each other well but our association was cut short as Raju left college to join the armed forces. Raju was handsome and intelligent. He did well in the forces and reached a high rank at a young age. Raju was married and had a daughter Seema. When she was only 14 years old her mother died and a year later Raju married a 26 year old girl named Saroj. From what I gathered from Raju's regular correspondence was that both Seema and Saroj got along well with each other. When Seema was 18 years old she married a young up coming officer in the forces. As I could not visit Raju on any of the above occasions I decided to visit him. Another reason was that I needed to spend 4 to 6 weeks away from the stifling atmosphere of the city. One fine morning I found myself disembarking from the train at Raju's town. Raju was there to receive me. After exchanging greetings, we set off towards his home. On reaching the house I was introduced to Saroj, a beautiful, sensuous and sexy looking woman with a nice figure and large firm boobs. I was surprised to find Seema there. She explained that her husband had been posted to a non-family station and she had come to spend some months with her parents. She further revealed that she was 6 weeks pregnant. Seema was also very beautiful in her own way. She had a lovely figure and nice tits. Seema was also very forthright and determined and she usually got what she wanted. After all round congratulations we went in. Raju's house was quite large. On the ground floor there were the family rooms with a courtyard in the center. The first floor was only covered to the extent of 50 percent. There were two other members of the household, namely Kiran, a maid who helped Saroj in the kitchen and did all other odd jobs in the house. In other words her 'girl Friday'. She also lived with the family. Kiran was fair, slim with long black hair and nice large tits. The other girl was Lakshmi, also around the same age as Kiran. She came on duty in the mornings and left in the evening. Her job was sweeping, dusting and generally keeping the house clean. She was not fair but had a radiant smile. She had flashing black eyes, long black hair and her boobs were firm but not as large as Kiran's. My lund would have loved to meet their virgin choots. I was given a room on the first floor. After chatting for an hour or so I went up to my room to have a bath, shave and freshen up. During lunch I noticed that Seema was looking strangely at me and blushed at times. After lunch, when we were alone I asked her if something was worrying her and could I be of any help. She looked me straight in the eye and said that nothing was the matter and would I really help her if she needed help. I told her I would do anything within my power to help her. She laughed and said, "I will disclose it when the right time comes" and went away. After dinner Saroj asked me at what time in the morning I would like to have bed tea. I told her, as it was convenient to all. She said "I will ask Kiran to bring you your bed tea at 8 a.m.". "That would be just fine" I replied. Kiran had the type of kori choot (virgin cunt) my lund (cock) liked to make friends with. Well, I thought tomorrow morning I would have an opportunity to get acquainted with Kiran and with this pleasant thought I fell asleep. Next morning at sharp 8 a.m. I heard a knock on the door. I thought Kiran had come with my morning tea. I was quite surprised to see Seema walking in with a big smile and a cheerful 'good morning' on her lips, carrying a steaming cup of tea. I sat up in my bed, took the cup from Seema, and started sipping it. Seema was in the mood to chat and sat down next to me on the bed. We chatted for some time and as I finished my tea she put her hand between my legs, caught hold of my cock, and started to feel it up and down. The touch of her hand put my cock instantaneously in the erection mode. I was shocked and surprised and exclaimed, "Seema yeh kya kar rahi ho? (Seema what are you doing?)". She laughed and said, "Main dekh rahi hoon ki apka laurda uttna hee barda hai jitna dekhne main lag raha tha. Hai, yeh tau uss se bhi barda hai (I am checking whether your cock is as big as it looked. Whew, it is even bigger)". Little confused I asked, "Tune kab aur kahan mera laurda dekha hai? (Where and when did you see my cock?) She said, "Kal jab aap nahan rahe the (Yesterday, when you were having a bath)". Seeing the bewildered look on my face she elaborated, "Yesterday when you were having your bath in the open bathroom (the first floor bathroom did not have a roof). At that time, I was on the roof spreading out the daily wash to dry and by chance looked down and saw your laurda (cock) in full erection. Since then my choot (cunt) is thirsting to feel it inside it and fuck it." "Seema tu kya keh rahi hai? (Seema, what are you saying?) You know it is not right. You are my friend's daughter". "How does that matter. I know what I am saying and I also know what I want. You remember what you said yesterday, that you would do anything within your power to help me. Well this is the help I want and it is in your power". I could not say anything; her touch was making my lund feel nice and it was urging me to accept her proposition, so I agreed. With a big smile of victory she said, "Abhi nahin main ek ghante main phir aauingi. Tab hum aaraam se chudai kar sakte hain (Not just now but I will come back in an hour or so and then we can fuck at leisure)" and went away singing "I have over come...." her version of the famous song 'We shall overcome...'. An hour later she was back. She quickly opened the string of my pajamas and took my erect lund in her hands and kissed it and said, "Tu aur meri choot saath mil kar bahut hee mazaa karenge (You and my choot will have many a good times together)". Then she took off her clothes, lay down on the bed, and commanded me in army style to 'mount operation fucking'. Well dear reader, everyone knows that a standing cock has no conscience, so I did what was bidden. I felt between her clean-shaven choot and found it was already wet and dripping. I mounted Seema and slowly inserted my lund in her choot. Seema exclaimed, "Owww! Dheere dheere (Owww! Slowly)" and then gave a loud sigh of satisfaction as I filled her fully. Her choot, as if to welcome my cock immediately released its love juices. I started to move my lund in and out slowly, her hips started to move in rhythm of my strokes and her breath came in gasps. With a loud 'AAHHH' she gave out her love juices every few minutes or so. Her cunt was a virtual fountain of love juice. Soon I felt my spunk rising and with a loud sigh I shot my elixir of life in her waiting choot. As my lund lost it's hardness, I started to withdraw it. Seema stopped me and said, "Chacha abhi mat nikalo, mujhe ek baar aur chodo, please, bahut mazaa aa raha hai (Chacha [uncle, term used for addressing the younger brother of one's father] don't take it out yet, please fuck me one more time, I am enjoying it very much)". The tone and in the manner she said it made my cock hard again and I fucked her once again. Amid loud sighs and words like 'fuck me more' 'harder' 'yes' 'yes like this' 'still harder' she came again and again. After the fuck while wearing her clothes, she thanked me and announced that at the next opportunity she will be back for more. As promised, she came back in the afternoon and said there isn't enough time for a fuck but she could not wait to have another peek at her pet. She took out my cock and gave me a quick but an excellent blow job and disappeared, with a promise to be back again. The next three days went by in which we fucked, sixty-nined and I also fucked her in her ass hole. On the third day when she was dressing she asked, "Chacha have you seen the hungry look in my mother's eyes when you are around? I am certain that she also wants to be fucked by you". "Don't be foolish. You are imagining things" I told her. As a matter of fact, I had also noticed the look of unsatisfied lust in Saroj's eyes. Her eyes followed me every where, whenever I was in her presence but I thought a small white lie here was in order. As fate would have it Raju received a telegram from his unit asking him to rejoin duty immediately. When leaving, he requested me, rather ordered me not to cut short my holiday and said, "You will be comfortable and Saroj will ensure that you are happy." Saroj and Seema also joined him in this request and I had to agree. The same morning Seema said, "Chacha mother wants to screw you badly and will make her play tonight". I said, "It was all nonsense" and just for my information added, "would you be jealous?" "Nahin bilkul nahin. Usse jitna dil chaahe chodo lakin meri choot ko mat bhool jaana (No, not at all, fuck her as much as you want but don't forget my choot in the bargain" was her reply. As predicted by Seema, after dinner Saroj said, "Sahebji now that my husband has left there is no man on the ground floor. I think it might be advisable if you slept here". Then as an after thought added, "From security point of view". Seema gave a big knowing smile. I also sensed what was going to happen, so I agreed. Saroj was nice looking and young, I did not mind fucking her also, if she so desired. When Seema and Kiran had gone to sleep, Saroj called me to her room and without much ado said, "Sahebji aaj raat ko aap mujhe chodo (Sahebji fuck me tonight). I said, "Raju aaj hee tau gaya hai. Ussne pichale dinau main teri choot ki sab jarooratain poori kar dee hongi (Raju has only left today and he must have surely looked after the needs of your choot in all these days he was here)". She said, "Aap ko nahin maloom? Aap ko Raju ne kuch nahin bataaya? (You don't know? Raju did not tell you anything?)". Bewildered I asked, "Kya hua? Mujh se Raju ne kuch bhi nahi kaha (What happened? Raju has said nothing to me)". Saroj explained, "Few months back Raju was involved in a freak accident. No bodily harm came to him but due to unexplained reasons, maybe shock, he cannot have an erection. He is under treatment The doctors have promised that he will be all right with time. You know I had been waiting since many months for Raju to come home and fuck me, day in and day out, till I could take it no more but alas due to his affliction he could not do anything and I was very disappointed. Raju promised me that he would make amends for his failure". Many things now became clear to me, like his insistence that I visit him, his sudden telegraphic call, his insistence that I stay on and his repeated use of the words 'Saroj would see that I am happy'. It only seemed that at the last moment he chickened out of not telling me all this or may be he thought that I may not agree and decided to let nature take it's course. What a man Raju was. I told all this to Saroj and she tended to agree with me. My desire to fuck Saroj was gone and I told her so. She was very disappointed and said, "Sahebji main mar jaoongi agar koyi jaldi hee meri chudai nahin karega (Sahebji I will die if someone does not fuck me soon)." Then suddenly she asked, "Sahebji aapko kori choot chodna achcha lagta hai? (Sahebji do you like to fuck young virgin choots?)" Apparently she had seen me eyeing Kiran. "I love them" I replied. She promised to get me one to deflower but for that I was to do justice to her choot in return. The lure of young 'kori choot' was too much for me to resist and I told her, "I am your slave to command." She gave a pleased laugh and said, "Gulaam mujhe itna chodo, ki main chal nahin paoon (Slave, fuck me so much that I can't walk)". That night we fucked five times and we both really enjoyed ourselves. Saroj was an expert at this game. The pleasure she gave me was like I had seldom felt before. Next morning Seema with a big grin on her face asked me, "Did you sleep well, if at all?" In confidence I told her all that had happened last night. After hearing me, she stopped grinning and said, "Poor papa, poor mamma". Thereafter during the day, I fucked Seema on the quiet and at night, I rammed my cock up Saroj's cunt, ass hole or in her mouth as per my mood. This all went on in secrecy. One morning Seema said, "Chacha agar hum teenau mil kar chudai karain tau bahut hee mazaa aayega (Uncle, it would be fun if we all three of us could fuck together". I agreed with her, "Yes then there would be no need to do things on the quiet. How can we achieve this?" She said, "Fikar mat karo main sab sambhal loongi (Don't worry, I will manage everything)" and left it at that. Two days later, when I had finished giving Saroj her first shot of the night she asked, "Would you do me a favor and please don't refuse me". "I will not refuse" I replied. She got up and went out and returned with Seema in tow and said, "Sahebji, Seema ki choot ko bhi ek laurde ki sakht zaroorat hai iss ko bhi please chodo (Sahebji Seema's cunt also requires a cock very badly please fuck her also)". Seema kept protesting and saying no but Saroj did not pay any heed to her. Soon undressing her, pushed her towards the bed and said, "Sahebji iss ki choot main jo aag jal rahi hai usse thanda kar do (Sahebji extinguish the fire of passion burning in her cunt)". I laid Seema down on the bed and fucked her. Thereafter we fucked together. I fucked them in all conceivable ways and positions. I also persuaded them to lick/suck each other's choots. This went on for many days. One day I reminded Saroj of her promise of 'a kori choot' for my lund to deflower. She laughed and said, "Whom do you prefer Kiran or Lakshmi? "I would like to pluck the cherry of both of them" I replied grinning. "Saroj laughed and said, "I thought as much. We will start with Lakshmi first as I can get Kiran anytime". "Why do you say that?" I asked. She said, "Kiran is an orphan and had come with me when I got married. She will obey me." Seema asked, "How will we convince Lakshmi to get her virgin choot fucked by chacha? Saroj said, "Saheb will not have to do anything but to fuck her. She will surrender her cherry all on her own". We both wanted to know how. Saroj was silent for some time and then said, "Under normal circumstances I would not tell this to anyone, let alone my daughter but these are special circumstances. By relation we may be mother and daughter but we are also 'fuck sisters'. Seema said, "First you tell whatever you have to tell and then I also have a confession to make". Saroj started her narration; "I am the only child of my parents. My father traveled a lot on business. My unmarried chacha (uncle, father's younger brother) lived with us and as he was still studying, he was mostly at home. One day, I heard some peculiar noises coming from my mother's room. The door was locked, so I went to the window and peeped in. I was shocked to see my chacha fucking my mother. I could not move and kept watching them. I did not know then but apparently my mother had spotted me at the window. I think I will tell you things in the right order, as I found out later. it will make things clearer. While I was watching, I felt a strange feeling come over my choot and it became wet. My hand crept between my legs and I started rubbing my slit. Mother, having seen me whispered to my chacha, "Saroj is watching us we must do something about it otherwise she will tell everything to her father and we both will be in big trouble". They debated many ideas but rejected them. My mother then suggested that the best course would be if he (chacha) would also fuck me. Then she would be in the same boat as us and would be forced to keep their relationship a secret. Agreeing on a plan as to how to achieve their goal they dressed and chacha went to his room. After about half an hour, my mother told me to go and call chacha for lunch. I entered chacha's room and started to give him mother's message. The sight I was confronted with held me spellbound. Chacha was standing in the center of the room absolutely naked with his lund in full erection. I had never seen an erect cock before and could not take my eyes off it. I just stood there as if in a trance. Chacha slowly moved towards me and put one hand on my tits pressing them tenderly and the other arm around my shoulders. He slowly led me towards the bed. As we approached the bed he undid the string of my salwar and removed it completely. He pushed me on the bed and got between my legs and rubbed his lund between my cunt lips. I sighed loudly with pleasure and opened my legs wider. He put his laurda (cock) on my choot entrance and pushed. His lund entered my choot destroying my virginity once and for all and buried it self inside me. I screamed with pain and it was only then that I realized where I was and the situation I was in. I kept protesting and requesting my chacha to stop and leave me alone but he ignored me and kept moving his cock in and out of my cunt. My screams brought my mother on the scene. Seeing me being fucked said in a jovial tone, "Jab tere Papa ko patta chalega ki tu apne chacha se chudwati hai tau Papa kya kahenge? (When Papa finds out that you are fucking your uncle then what will he say?)". Her remark annoyed me. Instead of helping me, she was making fun of me (at that time I did not know that they had planned the death of my virginity together). I replied sharply, "Papa wohi kahenge jab unhain patta chalega ki unki bibi bhi unke chotte bhai se chudwati hai (Papa will say the same thing when he finds out that his wife is also fucking his younger brother)". My mother laughed and remarked that this girl is very sharp and then turning to my chacha said, "Isse jor jor se chodo jaisse isse isski paheli chudai zindagi bhar yaad rahe (Fuck her hard so that she remembers her first fuck all her life)". Well friends after the initial pain and discomfort I started to enjoy the fuck. My eyes closed and I started to moan with pleasure and soon came with a long loud sigh. My chacha also came and withdrew his blood stained lund from my choot. It was then my mother and chacha related every thing to me. I told them that I would keep their secret provided I would get my fair share of chacha's cock. They both laughed and agreed. Thereafter we three fucked together till I got married." "What happened on your wedding night, didn't Babuji (Daddy-father) find out that you were not a virgin?" Seema inquired. "Sure, your father is too experienced not to have noticed. He found out as soon as he pushed his cock into my choot. I told him that when I was sixteen I had fallen in love with a boy and we were to be married. We started to fuck but unfortunately he died in an accident a year later. I thought this would be better than telling him that my mother fucked my chacha and they both connived to deflower me so they could continue to fuck undisturbed". Raju then called Kiran, who was still quite young, and said to her, "Kiran tu apni choot ko sambhaal ke rakhna. Jab tu bardi ho jayegi tau main usse phardoonga (Kiran look after you choot. I will pop your cherry when you are older then)". Having finished her tale Saroj asked, "Seema what did you want to tell us? Seema said, "My story is not so interesting but here it is." "When I was quite young, by chance I discovered masturbating. One day when bathing, I applied soap on my choot and rubbed it. That day I happen to rub it a little longer and harder than usual. I suddenly felt nice all over my body. I also discovered a hard lump between my legs. A Visit At first I was scared but when I pressed the lump the good feeling became more intense and I continued to rub and pinch the hard lump. Soon I started to pant and gasp and I felt as if something was flowing out of my cunt. This was accompanied by the most heavenly feeling. After that day I started to masturbate twice or thrice a day. When I learned about choot, lund and chudai (fucking) I also heard that chudai was heavenly but it hurt very much at first. I wanted to feel how it felt but could never bring up enough courage to take the ultimate step. Many boys tried to fuck me, some reached the stage of fondling my breasts and two even touched my choot from outside my salwar but I stopped them, as I said I always backed out. This is the reason when I lay in bed on my wedding night I was a very scared but still a virgin. My husband came and took me in his arms and while kissing me he, despite my protests, undressed me and started to play with my clit. He then separated my legs and placing his raging hard on at the entrance of my choot, gave a mighty push. His cock entered and tearing my hymen was fully buried inside my choot. I screamed loudly and begged him to let me go. My husband told me the worst is over and now I would feel only pleasure but I kept begging him to take his cock out of my choot. He ignored me at first, then said in two minutes and then again two minutes. Soon I felt the pain subsiding and a good feeling coming over me. I closed my eyes and started to enjoy my 'paheli chudai' (first fuck). He fucked me four times that night. The last time early in the morning, saying his cock wants to say 'good morning' to my choot. I found that chudai was far more pleasure some than masturbating. Thereafter we fucked daily. About five weeks back I discovered I was pregnant and on the same day my husband told me of his posting. I decided to come here". Then Seema narrated how she had snared me into fucking her and later humbugged Saroj in thinking that she was cock starved and was introduced to my cock again. Seema also apologized to Saroj for her play-acting, saying, "I wanted to fuck with you two together and this was the only way I could think off". Saroj forgave her and said, "Ab hummain Lakshmi ki kunwaari choot ko phardwane ki sochni chaahiye (We should now concentrate on relieving Lakshmi of her cherry)". The plan was that I should fuck Seema in the morning and Saroj would send Lakshmi to watch. Judging from her reaction, we would know whether our plan would succeed or not. If it works, then Lakshmi would go home that evening minus her virginity and her bleeding choot would be full of my spunk. Well the next morning when Lakhmi came to work, Seema and I were waiting. Seeing her coming upstairs, we started to fuck as per plan. Seema saw her watching us very intently. When we finished, she went down and did not say a word to Saroj about what she had seen. Saroj was now confidant that Lakshmi had taken the bait asked her whether she had finished cleaning my room. Lakshmi told her that she was just going to. When I saw her coming towards the stairs, I went to my room and waited for her with my cock standing in its full glory. She entered. Seeing me naked dropped the broom and stood staring at my stiff cock with her mouth half-open. I went to her and slowly led her towards the bed, undressing her on the way. I laid her down on the bed and licked her cunt briefly just to get it wet so that the entry of my lund did not hurt her too much. Spreading her legs I rammed my cock into her virgin cunt. She screamed with pain AAAYYYYIIIEEEE but I started fucking her. She opened her eyes and started to beg me to stop. Hearing her scream Saroj and Seema came in and seeing what was going on reprimanded Lakshmi, "Lakshmi tujhe sharam nahin aati. Abhi tau teri shadi bhi nahin hui hai aur tu apne ko chudwa rahi hai (Lakshmi you should be ashamed. You are not even married and you are getting yourself fucked)". Lakshmi who was already in tears started to cry and said, "Bibiji mujhe nahin maloom meri chudai kaisse hui. Main tau Sahebji ka kamra saaf karne aayi thi phir mujhe nahin maloom kya hua. Phir achanak mujhe bahut dard hui aur dekha Sahebji mujhe chod rahe hain. Agar mere maa baap ko pata chal gaya tau kya hoga? (Bibiji (mistress), I don't know how I got fucked. I came to clean Sahebji's room then I don't know what happened. I suddenly felt pain and found that Sahebji was fucking me. What will happen if my parents find out?)". Saroj told her, "Fikar mat kar. Unhain pata nahin chalega. Ab jab teri choot phat hee gayi hai tau tu chudai ka mazaa le (Do not worry. They will not find out but now that you have already lost your cherry you might as well enjoy the fuck)". The girl was not satisfied and repeated her fears about her parents finding out. Saroj said, "We won't tell them, you won't tell them and your cunt can't speak, then how will they know, so enjoy". "Agar mere bachcha ho gaya tau kya hoga (What would happen if I get pregnant)?" she wanted to know. "When are your periods due next?" Seema asked. "In about four days" Lakshmi said. "Then nothing will happen" Seema assured her. The girl relaxed visibly and started enjoying herself. I fucked her two times while Saroj and Seema watched. Lakshmi told them that she found fucking very nice. Saroj told her that every day when she came on duty in the morning she should go straight to Sahebji's room, undress and get into bed with him. Then give him a 'Good morning fuck'. Thereafter the girl spent more time in my room getting fucked than doing her work. In the coming days she learnt to suck my cock and also lost her ass hole cherry. After a week or so I told Saroj it was time to pluck Kiran's cherry. She immediately called Kiran and told her to undress and get into bed, as I wanted to take her virginity. Kiran hesitated and said, "Aap ko yaad hai Bibiji aapki suhaagraat ke baad Babuji ne kaha tha Kiran, tu apni choot sambhal ke rakhna, tu jab bardi ho jayegi tau main teri kori choot ko phardoonga (Bibiji, you remember what Babuji had said after your wedding night? He had said I should keep my cunt safe and when I am older, he would pluck my cherry)". Saroj got a little annoyed and said, "Jo main keh rahin hoon wohi kar (Do what I am telling you)". Kiran then slowly undressed and laid herself next to me. I kissed her, sucked her pretty tits, and licked her cunt. Then placing my cock on her choot hole gave a mighty push. My cock entered her virgin choot tearing through her hymen. The girl shrieked with pain. Although Kiran was slightly older than Lakshmi her choot was just as tight. Soon after fucking her for a few minutes, the pain abated and she started to enjoy herself. I fucked her three times that night. There after I fucked all four of them by turns. Kiran learnt to suck my cock and I also took her ass hole cherry. This went on till it was time for me to return home. The girls were sorry to see me go but it had to be. A year later, I received a letter from Saroj giving me the latest news but with the request that I destroy it after I had read it. As I have already destroyed the letter I am giving below its contents from my best recollection. Dear Sahebji, Just a small note to give you the latest news at our end. Lakshmi is married and is happy. Her husband, a young man, who fucks her often enough to keep her happy but she still, says she misses you. I think what she really misses is your big lund. Seema had a baby boy and she is happy. Whenever she comes for a visit we talk about the good times we all had together. I am also happy. Your friend Raju is home, on long leave. Raju never asked me if anything happened between us and I have not said a word about it. I think it is better this way for all concerned. He has completely recovered from his affliction and fucks me day and night as if to make up for all the lost time. I am now 4 weeks pregnant and when I told Raju the good news he was overjoyed. To celebrate it, he decided to pop Kiran's cherry. He called her into our room and told her to undress, as he wanted to relieve her of her virginity. The girl naturally hesitated and Raju got annoyed and tore off her clothes and laid her on the bed and rammed his lund in her choot. As soon as he entered her he realized that there was no cherry to take. Angrily he asked her, "Haramzaadi, kiss gali ke kutte se tu apni choot phardwa ke aayi hai? (You bitch, which street dog has taken your virginity?) Kiran kept quite. This made him angrier and he slapped her a couple of times. Here I intervened and advised Kiran to tell the truth. Raju asked her again menacingly. Kiran said softly, "Sahebji ne mere choot phardi thi (Sahebji took my virginity)". This reply made my husband even angrier. He said, "Haramzadi apni choot kissi gali ke kutte se chudwayi hai aur mere dost ka naam laga rahi hai (You bitch, you got yourself fucked by some urchin from the neighborhood and now you are blaming my friend)" and raised his hand to slap her again. I stopped him and said that what she is saying is correct. Raju was really angry now, he shouted at me and said, "How do you know? Were you there when it happened?" I replied, "Yes, in way you can say that I was present. One afternoon I heard Kiran scream loudly and went looking for her, I found her in Sahebji's room. He had just finished fucking her. I was just in time to see him withdrawing his blood stained cock from her cunt". Later Kiran came crying to me. She told me that Sahebji had plucked her cherry, which she was saving for you and what should she do. I told her what has happened has happened and she should enjoy herself. This is what she did and I saw him fucking her many times thereafter. Raju calmed down and said it was all right. If my friend has done it then it is like I have done it. "How did all this happen?" Raju asked Kiran. I was now on tender hooks as I did not know what she would say but Kiran was clever and said, "One afternoon I had gone to Sahebji's room to give him tea and saw that he was naked and standing with an erection. I don't remember what happened but the next thing I remember is a sharp pain in my choot and found Sahebji's lund was in my choot fucking me. I struggled and requested him to stop but he kept fucking me". All this conversation took place with Raju's cock still in the choot of the hapless girl. Raju said, "Kya Sahebji ne teri gaand bhi maari? (Did Sahebji fuck your ass hole also?" Kiran had the presence of mind to say no. "Fine" he said, "I will now take your ass hole cherry" and turned her over and shoved his lund into her ass hole. Kiran remembered to scream loudly and behaved as she had done when you took her butt cherry. Kiran did not say a word about Seema or me. The next day I thanked her for not mentioning our names and asked how she came about her story. She was quite relaxed about it and explained that the morning Sahebji had fucked Lakshmi for the first time she was watching from the window and saw all that took place. She also said that since that day she was dying to be fucked by you but when I asked her to do so she pretended to be reluctant as she had promised her virginity to Raju. But when I insisted she gladly obeyed my orders. Well, now Raju fucks her daily and is happy and so is Kiran. Sahebji please come and visit us again soon. Love. Yours Saroj P.S. Please destroy this letter after reading. THE END * * * * * Dear Readers, I hope you guys enjoyed this story. I look forward to your feedback, good, bad or indifferent.. Please send your comments. I am waiting. Take care. Sahebji MAKE SAFE LOVE. USE CONDOMS. DON'T SPREAD AIDS. HELP FIGHT IT. A Visit Stepping out of the gangway into the airport - our eyes meet. My heart leaps inside my chest at our first site. He's just as I remember, I hadn't forgotten his face or his bearing after all. We smile, he steps up to me and pulls me into his arms. I bury my face in his neck and breath his scent. Secretly, I want to cry - this is home - a familiarity that soothes my soul. He kisses the top of my head. Looking into his eyes I jokingly tell him, "There's nothing better out there in the world than this, so stop looking. " He laughs, takes my face in his hands and kisses me soft and warm. Kisses me as if he can't get enough and at last I feel desired. "Let's get out of here," he whispers into my ear. I know what he has in mind... then again, maybe I don't! A tickle shimmers in my stomach at the unexpected. That's always been the most exciting aspect of our sex life... the unknown, the unforeseen. Taking my hand and heaving my bag over his shoulder. A glare pierces me. "I know, I know. I packed the "kitchen sink" again. You know how I am! I have to be prepared!" I drop my head mimicking shame (and so the game begins). Shaking his head we set off for the car. Down the hall, I suddenly stop and pull him back a step... "Look!" with a feigned gasp, "Oh my god... it's an empty wall! Over there!" "Oh no you don't. We're not going to do that... I need more privacy. " "Don't want to cause a scene, eh?" "Even though the wall is just begging for my ass to be imprinted on it?" Under my breath, "Coward. " "Come on. " He admonishes and pulls me into step again as we head out of the door to the parking lot. Tossing my bag into the back seat, he straightens to face me. I lean him against the side of the car, kiss his neck and stroke slowly between his nicely muscled thighs. Squeezing him gently, I wshipser in his ear, "I'm ready now, no one will see. let's do it, quick, here. " He grabs my wrist stopping myhand from it's purpose. Leaning harder against him, raising a knee, i place it on the fender next to his hip, pinning him against the car. "Come on, be brave this one time, it doesn't have to take long. I just need to feel you inside me now. " With a lusty tone to my voice... "let's show 'em how it's done. " Grabbing my arms he easily lifts me off of him. Holding onto me, kisses me deeply then guides me to the car door. "Get in. We'll be at my place in no time. " Once settled into the car I get a taste of what's to come. We kiss deeply, lighting our passion. His hand searches my body and finally slips under my skirt. I move my own between his legs and the apparent desire fills my hand. I'm cascading into the passion of our kiss and my mind is spiraling out of control. I only feel hot desire and the passion to be set loose. He gently pushes me back into my seat and starts the car without a word. After a quick drive-by tour of the town, pointing out highlights along the way, we arrive at his apartment. Opening the door for me, I step in and my first sense of the place is - coziness. It's over-stuffed but that's not surprising. "Oh, I nearly forgot. I brought you a little house-warming present!" I reach into my bag and pull out a box. He takes it from me, glancing sidelong at me. I know he doesn't like to receive gifts. It embarrasses him for some reason. "It's really nothing. " I assure him. "I made it myself, so you know it didn't cost much. " We sit on the couch and he opens the box. Inside is a hand-bound suede journal. I've always encouraged him to write. He has much to say, to express. I feel he should write it down, if only for his sons to read one day, far into the future. "It's a personal journal... not a diary... but a place to write down feelings, memories of your family and your personal life. Your parents and grandparents lives. What they went through, what you went through. Anything! You don't need to be eloquent or philosophical, as a matter of fact it's best if it's in your own speaking style. There are no rules when writing in a journal. " I explain. "Fill it with what's in your head and heart. Teach what you've learned the hard way. Put down your hopes and dreams for your sons and for their children. Then put it away for them to read and cherish one day. " "They will, you know?" I continue, "They will cherish your words when they're older, and need to know and appreciate their father. " "Thanks. " He stands, taking his gift and placing it on the desk. Following him, I announce, "You're NOT going to sit at that computer while I'm here!" "Why not?" I see that he's grinning as he turns to face me. He knows I want to be the center of his thoughts this weekend. "You're paying attention to me. This will be the last precious time we spend together and I don't want to waste a minute. " "Not even emails?" his eyes glinting. "NO!" Mock sigh - shoulder shrug, he wanders into the kitchen. He stands against the sink, arms crossed, watching me. Slipping my arms around his waist, I raise my face to his and kiss him gently. He returns the kiss as his hands slide into my hair. My fingers press into his back then I slowly pull his T-shirt from his jeans, guiding my fingers from his waist to his chest. Closing my eyes - the sensation of touch deepens. I stop, holding very still, and savoring every sensation of joining our bodies, the portions of my body that are leaning into his. Hands in my hair and on my neck. Warm, hard, soft, strong, supple... all the sensations are blended and yet very distinct. He takes me by the arms and pushes me against the wall. Leaning against me... I can barely breath as his hands move beneath my shirt. His skill at bra-removal is amazing... I barely notice until his warm, dry hands enclose around my breasts. I breathe slow and deep, kissing his neck slowly, parting my lips - tasting him. I had nearly forgotten the taste of him. Maneuvering to the side of my breast, his thumb moves up the center, brushing my nipple, lightly moving, teasing, exciting me... my breathing shallows. His other hand slides down my waist, spreading his fingers out across my skin. Searching the small of my back, his fingertips move inside my skirt waistband and into my panties. I push my body into him, against his force which is pressing me to the wall. I feel the hair on his chest, running my fingers across and up to his shoulders. Kissing his jaw until his lips find mine. Soft pressure, lips part and tongues touch. Our kissing is warm and sweet and slow, savoring every moment. I help him pull his shirt off over his head and unfasten his jeans. He grabs my hair, pulling my head back, his lips hot on my throat. He pulls my skirt up, fingers digging into my flesh... pulling my hips closer to his, tips of his fingers find my tender niche. Teasing around the edge before venturing in. Bites on my neck then shoulders excite and frighten. I pull my shirt off, I feel his lips move to my breasts, kissing and sucking, I hear nothing in the room, my ears are filled only with what I feel. The world doesn't exist to me at this moment. I feel myself getting weaker and submissive. I want to fall to my knees and soon feel myself slipping down, but I'm held tight. I want to speak, to beg to be let go, but no voice comes. He bends to scoop me up in his arms. He drops me onto the bed, grabs my ankles to pull me to the end. My skirt is quickly removed and tossed aside and the panties follow. Grabbing the back of my knees, he bends them up and lowers his face. His moist lips kiss my inner thigh, tempting me to move closer, but I'm ordered to hold still. I grab the sheets to help me remember not to move. I stare silently at the ceiling as he trails kisses across my thighs, spreads my lips and tickles my clit with the tip of his tongue. The breath in my chest is being pulled from me. He releases his hold on my legs, "Grab your knees and hold them right where they are! Keep your legs spread wide!" I do as he says, moving my hands to grab the back of my knees. I feel his hands on each of my thighs, fingers moving extremely slowly toward my pussy. His fingers move lightly over my lips, barely touching my clit. I try to move closer but his hands push my hips down on the bed. "Don't move... don't you dare move!" I hold my breath and my eyes begin to water. Warm and wet, his tongue tickles and tastes every inch of me. Slipping into me slowly, his mustache brushes against my clit with a combination of sensations that are exquisite. His fingers are digging into my thighs before moving down, cupping me and spreading me open. I feel warm oil being spread luxuriously over my flesh. A finger guides itself into my cunt as deep as it will go... another is in my ass. He sucks on my clit and it takes all the strength and control that I'm quickly losing, to hold still. Rising, he pulls his jeans off, standing in front of me, he grabs me by the arms and pulls me up until I'm sitting in front of him. "Put your hands behind your back. " Again, I do as I'm told and look up at him. "Open your mouth... take it... all the way. " I know I won't be able to, but try to obey. Opening my mouth and taking the head of his cock into my mouth. I lean closer to take him in as far as I can. He grabs the back of my head and pushes it hard against him. I choke as I feel his hard dick touch the back of my throat. "Take it or you know what I'll have to do!" I feel a thread of fear rising, knowing I can't do as he is ordering. Again, he pushes into my mouth. I tip my head back to allow his length to fill me, sliding over my tongue in rapid bursts. Gagging as he pushes deep... he pulls my head back and pushes me to the bed. Grasping my hips he tumbles me onto my stomach. My knees slide to the floor. He sits on the bed beside me and presses one hand down on the middle of my back... slapping my ass sharply several times... feels like forever, and yet not enough. "No!" my cry is muffled by the sheets. He ignores my pleas and chastises me, "I warned you about what would happen. " The palm of his hand hits me soundly and fingers land across my pussy. All I can think about is how badly I need him to fuck me. To feel his hard cock drive into me at this very moment. "No, please... " I beg. Dismissing my cries, he repositions himself to his knees, still with a hand pressing on my back. "Put your hands behind your back. " I reach behind me and my wrists are captured in a single vicelike grip. He's kneeling between my legs when I feel the head of his cock on my ass. He holds it there... just resting against my aperture. Then ever so slowly, at least at first, he pushes his head through the tight opening. He forces his way into me, all the way. I have no control I weep into the sheets. My pussy is pulsing. His free hand reaches around to stimulate my clit. "Oh my god... fuck me... " I feel myself delivered to the threshold of climax and he brings me to delirium. Not stopping he pumps into my ass hard and fast, working still with my clit keeping my orgasm going. Electrifying convulsions, my legs are quivering. He releases my hands and grabs my hips with both hands, fingers gouging into my skin, pulling me close as he jams his hard dick as deep as he can, cumming, he stops for mere seconds before pushing, pulsing urging all he can from his orgasm. Biting my back at the peak of orgasm, I feel no pain, just fulfillment. Later lying in tangled sheets, drifting in and out of sleep. He lies next to me, his hand resting on my belly in sleep. I feel soreness creeping in, but it won't keep me from thoroughly enjoying my weekend with this sensual man. I'll take home bruises from our all too brief encounter. I did in the past as well. Reminders of giving our all to each other. Our kiss goodbye is brief and sensual. The flight home is lost somewhere in my mind... I mellowed on the way home... settled into my future like easing into a pair of comfortable slippers. A Visit Cora and I had planned for weeks. I needed to go to Kansas City for a meeting. Cora could get away and meet me there. The anticipation was almost unbearable. We talked endless about how it might be and shared intimate secrets. However, nothing compared to the reality of the visit. We were both arriving on Wednesday night. We had arranged to have adjoining rooms. I checked in, left an envelope for Cora and hurried off to my dinner appointment. I was worried that Cora would not find me to be a bit too far over the hill and not sexy enough but I needed to work. I struggled to focus on the task at hand. About 9.30 pm, I returned from the meeting hotel. I stopped by the front desk. My envelope had been picked up. There was no message. Had Cora changed her mind? I took the stairs to the second floor and entered my room. I set my brief case down and was about to toss myself on the bed when I saw the red light on the phone flashing. My heart was in my throat. Could it be? I picked up the receiver and dialed 6. The machine voice indicated that I had one new message left at 8:30. There was Cora's voice. She had read the story and hoped I would be back soon. She instructed me to open my side of the adjoining door if I was not too tired. Cora had always been giving and understanding. She understood my appetites and wants. She always was considerate of other constraints I might have in my life. She only took what I wanted to give. This night, however, I was not ready to consider limitations. I was more than in the mood. I had a hunger that needed to be fed. I hastened to the door and opened it. The second door from the other side was also open. A light by the bed softly illuminated the room. It seemed to move the room out of time and place. I entered calling her name. Then I heard her soft purr as Cora said my name. She was in the bed. Her hair cascaded down over her chest, a veil over her bosom that rose and fell slightly with her breath. Her eyes were dark pools and were deeper in person than any picture could do justice too. As my eyes adjusted to the light, I could see that Cora was naked. I could see the story I had left at the front desk by her side. Her laptop was there too. I could tell by the flush in her face that she was already aroused. I did not doubt that she had cum several times already. In her matter of fact way she told me that she had been rereading all my stories and reminding herself about why she was here. I blew her a kiss and winked. Cora blushed. She asked me to get undressed. I was pleased that I was wearing the bright spandex that I had told her about instead of the usual white cotton. Slowly I took of my tie, undid the buttons at the cuffs, and began to undo the shirt. I made a little pile of my clothes taking more time than necessary to tease just a bit. My hairy chest was exposed now. It was and is covered with a mat of dark black hair and tinted with a hint of silver gray like my beard. I undid my shoes and removed my socks slowly. I could feel Cora's hungry gaze. She was already hot. Foreplay was the last thing on her mind. Then again, the stories, anticipation, and the weeks of planning were another form of fore play. I undid my belt and unfastened my pants. As they dropped Cora could see the colored brief and surely noted that the brief was tented by my manhood. I was glad that I did not have any performance anxiety. This was not the night to be distracted. This was a night to be savored. Standing before her in just my brief, Cora beckoned my closer. I willingly complied. I was close enough now that I could smell Cora's scent. Clearly, she had cum several times. Her hands reached for and pulled the brief over my cock. In her subtle way, she had freed me to fill her. She had let me know that she was ready and hungry for me as I was hungry for her. I moved her laptop aside. I slid into bed with her. Her boy was warm and wet, ready to explore. My hands moved to her breasts and she purred with pleasure signaling me to go on. I kissed her gently on the lips and her body trembled. Cora urged me to take her before she lost her nerve. She had not been with many men and it had been a long time. She knew she would be very tight. I was happy to comply knowing that she was hot, wet, and ripe. Sliding between her legs and mounting her was easy. We cooperated like lovers who had been making love for years. Cora pulled her knees up to open her treasure wide as I slid home. I filled her pussy in one smooth push. Cora gasped and I worried that I had caused her pain but the look in her eyes let me know that she was just aroused and responding to my manhood. In and out I pumped. I would not last long but Cora was already soaring. Her moans and sighs crashed against what little control I could muster. In and out I worked. Arching my back, lifting her legs to my shoulders, I fucked her treasure. When her release came it was awesome. A women only cums like that when she has given herself completely. Cora orgasm sent me over the top and I filled her pussy with my seed. I do not remember the last time I came so big. My balls were so tight. I shot three tremendous blasts into her treasure. Our juice mingled there. No embarrassment. No remorse. Just the warm after glow that only those who have truly loved can know. I could feel the fatigue of the day overtaking me. I had started in early and put in a full day's work before traveling by plane to Kansas City. Of course Cora had driven a good ways too. I climbed off and snuggled behind her. We spooned. My soft cock nestled in the crack of her smooth ass. I dozed off dreaming of the other treasures that Cora had promised me. At about one in the morning I woke with a start. Then I remembered where I was. Cora was sleeping soundly next to me, an amazing feat given that I snore loud enough to wake the dead. I had warned her but she told me she did not care. She loved my passion and everything that came with it. I gently disengaged myself from her and gathered my clothes. I slipped back into my room and closed only her side of the doubled door. I went and relieved myself. Standing there over the toilet, I felt somehow more masculine than the day before. My cock was stiff and I had to lean forward to hit the bowl. My mind wandered back to the gift that Cora had given me. I sighed thinking of the treats to come. My wake up call came. I dressed and showered. I slipped another story and note under the doubled door leaving Cora to sleep. Back to work. I needed to fulfill the tasks that brought me here. Suffice it to say that the hours of the meeting dragged on and on. When the meeting had finally adjourned, I was more than ready to go back to the hotel and make more discoveries. Arriving in my room I find my side of the doubled doors closed and a note for me. Cora asks me to join her down by the pool if I get back before 5:00. There is a small spa there that she wants to try. Complying, I hurried and stripped off my clothes and slid into my baggy suit. I had decided that my tighter nylon suits would not be a good choice for this trip. Down by the pool I found Cora wearing a trikini. Her hair was piled on her head in a big bun. Not the way I like but then I realized that it was the only way to keep it dry. The little wrap-around skirt covered the bottom that covered the treasure I had explored last night. She was sitting in the soft afternoon sun of a warm fall day. Her laptop was sitting next to her idle. I figured she had done some work and then decided to relax. I came up behind her and placed a finger on her lips. She opened her eyes with a smile. I realized that this smile could inspire me to do many things. Cora swimming suit revealed and yet didn't. It was sexy but not vulgar. The woman before me enchanted me. I had thought I knew her before I arrived and then last night I had known her. However, I realized there were still mysteries to be revealed. Being a week day afternoon we were alone by the pool that was off in a corner of the hotel property. It seemed like an after thought. My thoughts wandered a little but I realized that this was too public a place for those kinds of activities. Nevertheless, my cock twitched when Cora stood up and began to remove the skirt and reveal the bottom of her suit. I pulled off my t-shirt and we entered the spa. The spa was a delicious 100 degrees F. It was not too hot and yet warm enough to stay as long as we wanted. I was in paradise when Cora slipped into my lap. Snuggling was wonderful. We talked about anything and everything, the comfortable chitchat of intimates. Cora's hand slid down and caressed my semi-hard cock and teased me about dessert not being until after dinner. Not to be outdone I reached over and turned on the bubbles and the jets effectively giving us another layer of privacy. Later I realized that the noise probably worked to our benefit too. I turned Cora so she faced away from me leaning against my back, one of those positions I love to have a women in. My hands fondled her breasts under the foam and bubbles of the spa. Cora purred her pleasure so I figured that she was enjoying the attention in spite of the somewhat public location. Her reaction was even more pronounced when I moved her tender parts in line with one of the jets. Pulling her legs up and back I pushed up close to the jet. Her feet slipped up on to the edge of the pool. I reached down and slipped the fabric aside exposing her nether lips to the full force of the jet. Several sweet little orgasms soon washed over her body. Cora blushed sweetly when suggested that these were just appetizers as I rubbed her ass gently. The sun was beginning to set now and the air was getting a little cool so it was time to go in. I gallantly held out Cora's towel for her to wrap in and dried her body enjoying another opportunity to explore and get to know this woman of passion. We scurried off to our rooms to dress. I had opened my side of the doubled doors before I left so our rooms were as one. Being a guy, it was a simple matter to put the clothes I was wearing back on. I was ready in minutes. I went to the open doorway and asked if I could watch, a little appetizer for me. Cora teasingly told me I was awful as she came out of the bathroom wearing some silky black panties and a matching bra. I teased back that I had warned her holding my arms wide to embrace her. I plopped down on the bed where not quite twenty-four hours ago I had enjoyed my first real taste of Cora and watched her dress. Cora made a little show of it by asking my opinion about two dresses by holding them in front of her. Her smile had me trapped in a delightful enchantment. The soft curves of her ass where wonderful when she bent down to select some shoes. I am not quite sure but I think she did that just for show. In any event, it got me thinking about the main course. We had plans for a barbarian feast but that would not be until after dinner. Cora was soon dressed. In spite of making it a little show, she was surprisingly fast. Dinner was pleasant. We went to a local Italian restaurant and had a variety platter for two. Somehow it just seemed right to be sharing our food and feeding each other choice tidbits. We played footsie under the table. Cora really surprised me when she slipped off her shoe and used her foot to goose my cock just a little bit. Thinking back on the whole visit, I can clearly see that a woman gets hotter and hotter with more attention. After we decided that we had a better dessert planned for ourselves than the restaurant could provide, Cora asked me about the story I had left that morning. I had left her a new story, "Out of the Storm" about a young woman's first time. She told me she had enjoyed it immensely when she had found it in the morning. She was flattered that I had planned so far ahead to please her. She asked me why guys think virgins are so special. In reply, I explained that it is the thrill of being first, going where no man has gone before is a big part of it. There was also the pleasure of sending a woman's passion soaring to new unexplored heights. And finally I admitted there might be a little bit of control and power involved. The popping of a cherry is a once in a lifetime gift that must be taken with the force of passion. Cora looked at me with a serious look. She thought she understood and had been thinking along those lines when we planned this adventure. She reminded me that I was to fuck her virgin ass tonight. She wanted to give me those special pleasures. The look of caring in her eyes was wonderful. I began to wish I had another week with Cora. I know I would never know all of her secrets and passions. There were just too many unexplored depths to consider. We walked back to our rooms arm in arm. Cora's soft presence was intoxicating. The sky was clear and the stars twinkled overhead. The feeling of contentment that I felt was almost strong enough to make me want to go for a walk but I was getting hard just thinking about dessert. I had designs on Cora's body that would not be denied. When we arrived back at our rooms Cora asked me to give her a moment alone. She went into the bathroom shut the door. I heard various water noises and the toilet flush. She came out with three things in her hands. She had a six-inch vibrator, a tube of lubrication and a bottle of body oil. She blushed as she set them on the nightstand next to her bed. It was time for me to make love serious love. I took Cora into my arms. We kissed and kissed again. These kisses were filled with promise, passion and trust. Ours was a complex and a simple relationship. My hands caressed her body as I unzipped her dress. She stepped back letting it drop to the floor. The silky bra was still there but the panties were gone. Left in the bathroom I presumed. Cora told me they were too wet to put back on and we both laughed. The bra soon fell to the floor. Cora hands had not been idle. I was down to my briefs and socks. She pushed me back on the bed and took my socks off. I could not help but notice the dampness and scent of her wet pussy. Her nipples were already hard. Cora was definitely ripe. Anal sex would be a mutually enjoyed experience, not just a one-way gift. Once naked, we climbed onto the bed. We arranged ourselves like in the spa with Cora leaning against my chest. Without a word, my hands began to caress her breasts. She began stroking her sweet treasure. I licked and nibbled on her neck. Kissing and licking where every my tongue and mouth could reach. Cora anticipation did not let her down. Her first orgasm came in a rush. I was tempted to lay her on her back and just fuck her pussy hard but we had other plans. I moved her to her stomach and using the body oil, I rubbed and touched her everywhere. I gave her a massage that almost made me explode then and there. When I rolled her to her back and did the front side, Cora gave me a sweet trusting smile. I was pleasing her. When I slid a knee between her legs and humped her with my knee she just purred in that special way. Slipping my fingers into her treasure I soon gave her that bigger second release. Her passions were soaring now. Soon orgasms would just be special highs co-mingled with a general state of ecstasy. Reaching over to the nightstand, I grabbed the toy. Cora's eye went wide for this was another first. I turned it on and gently ran the tip around her nipples. I ran it down her tummy. This teasing had the desired effect as she gasped when I finally touched her clit. Cora's pussy was so wet at this point that no other lubrication was needed. The soft hum of the toy mingled with Cora's gasps of delight. Her passions were at full tide when I placed her hand on the vibrator so she could hold it in place. Cora started what I would describe as a series of small orgasms at this point. Some were bigger than others but Cora's just was not coming down. Collecting the lubrication, I now used my free hands to apply a generous amount to Cora's dark passage. Cora's eyes were glazed with passion but she moaned when my finger started to rub her rosebud. Sliding fingers in and out of her pussy and working them into her tight ass, I began to feel that familiar tightness in my loins. Cora passions were going to send me over the top without ever sliding my cock into her. I thought about feeding her my cock but decide to stick to the plan. Her ass was getting very relaxed now. I applied more lubrication and Cora shivered. I rolled Cora to all fours, shoulders down, vibrator still firmly on her clit and I kneeled behind her. Her eyes were a blaze with determination. She was going to give me this gift. I believed she had been prepared. My cock was lined up so I began feeding my hard dick into her ass. Cora gasped and cried out. I started to withdraw and she cried out for me to fuck her ass. The idea had sent her passions to a new plateau. Her pussy was dripping juice now. The vibrator hummed. Her moans were deeper and huskier now. I began to seriously fuck her ass. I was so far gone that I hardly lasted at all. All this foreplay at fired my passions and aroused me. If felt like an even bigger load than the night before. I collapsed next to Cora. I was well spent for the moment. Cora snuggled back spooning against me. The vibrator was off. Cora was whimpering softly rousing me to great concern. I would never forgive myself if I had hurt her seeking my own pleasure. It was a great relief to learn that these sounds were good sounds. The sounds of her body coming down from unimagined heights. As we lay there snuggling, the room was filled with the smells and scents of our passions. The after glow was perfect. I felt so young and masculine. In this happy state, Cora made me promise to fuck her ass again. This was a promise I freely made but I reminded her there is only one first time. There is more to tell as we had another 30 hours together but that is another story for another time. And for those of you really into the truth, this is the story I wrote to leave in the envelope at the desk for when the visit began. Someday soon, I might share the actual visit if people want to know. A Visit Patrick commanded my attention from the first second I saw his picture. Blond hair, blue eyes, overall a gorgeous man. We started chatting just online, becoming friends instantly. Unfortunately we lived across the country, but talking was fun. Eventually leading up to sexier things, I showed him some pictures of me naked and playing with myself and he did the same, not straying to the relationship side of it, even though I desperately wanted to. He didn't feel the same way, but I kept holding onto hope, masturbating every single night to his pictures. Once, months later, during winter break after my freshman year of college, Pat took a trip and visited me. The first day, we didn't do anything, only talking and enjoying each others company. The second day, I woke up in the bed of the hotel he'd rented, tied up and only in my panties. I knew all of Patrick's sexual fantasies and he knew that this was one of mine. He filled me with his huge cock. It was long but not thick, which I always preferred. He even shaved down there, which I'd never had before, and I became addicted, especially during oral sex. For the next 12 hours he mercilessly fucked me every time he go hard again and would eat me out during breaks. He left me naked in a pool of my juices to get pizza once, then, as a joke, ejaculated all over the first slice. Since I didn't mind the taste of semen I greedily took it. That ended up making him hard again and he pinned me down and fucked me on the table next to the pizza box. As I said, being dominated is a fantasy of mine, so I decided to return the favor the next day and that's where this story really starts. Cat has been one of my best friends in this universe, since high school. She went from straight to bi to completely lesbian in the course of our friendship. I even went on an accidental date with her, not realizing she meant a date. I'm straight. 100% penis lover, in case you wanted to know. But I'm okay with her having a crush on me like she does. It was actually about to come in handy. I called her up, she had decided to drop out of college but lived less than 20 minutes away, and told her that I needed her ASAP. I put on something cute and revealing, a white button up shirt that hung open to reveal the sides of my small breasts and a light grey thong. I waited on my sofa (Patrick was picking up lube and some other adult items for that night. It was all apart of the plan) and waited for her to knock. "Jordan what was the emergency? You sounded so urgent." "Come on in I'll explain in a second." I called to her. I hid a smile as I heard the door open and shut. "Where are you?" Cat called, still not able to see me. "Right here." I was sitting on the edge of the sofa, grinning as sexily as I could. "Oh Jo." She stifled a giggle. "What's happening?" I really suck at planning. I had half expected her to be overcome with lust and take me right there. "You know, I hadn't really planned that far ahead. I was sort of just thinking we'd have hot steamy, mind blowing sex." "That was all?" "Yeah." "Just sex? No relationship." "Well not JUST sex. Some making out. Foreplay. Maybe some cuddling afterwards." "Really?" "No, I'm wearing a thong because I want to play scrabble with you all day." I scoffed. I moved from my sexy position to sort of half lounging. "Now what're you waiting for?" "I don't really know." She stripped off her jacket and got on top of me on the couch. "Why the sudden change of heart?" She started kissing my neck. Still suck at planning. I didn't realize that I would actually have to do the sex. I ran my hand through her hair, suddenly losing my enthusiasm. I whispered back. "Just an experiment." "Oh thank god you want to experiment." Gotta do what I gotta do. Our lips met for the first time. I cupped her neck and pulled her closer, moving my tongue slowly in and out of her mouth lovingly. Quick break from the action. I know what you're thinking. Wow she's sleeping with a girl just to impress a guy? I don't even know how you'd react to that. But it was just my plan and I knew that it would probably result with some of the best sex ever. People have had sex for other reasons. So don't judge. Back to action. Cat was taking off her top, while straddling me. Her tits where huge, probably Ds, compared to my little As. Her bra was black and lacy, barely containing her huge jiggling jugs. She leaned down, snapping off the bra and tossing it aside, so our tits rubbed against each other. I felt my body react down under, my pussy getting wet. I breathed harder as she started to massage one of my tits. "Oh my god they're so much nicer than I expected." "Really?" I chuckled. I pinched one of my hard nipples, increasing the burning between my legs. "I've thought about this..." She said in a sort of half moan while licking one of my nipples. "For a very long time." "And what exactly have you thought about?" My breathing got faster and I opened my legs all the way to reveal some pressure, which failed. "Doing nasty things to you. Mostly making you sit on my face and making you cum over and over and over." She added more overs, mumbling them and giving my perky and aroused nipples a kiss in between every 'over'. I grabbed her face gently and brought it up to mine and kissed her, while I cupped one of her fantastic, pale gloves in my hand. "Wow these are heavy." She dove in for another kiss, not acknowledging my comment. She did press my hand harder onto her tit, and so I started rubbing it the same way she'd rubbed mine. Taking the pink cone of her nipple in between my index and middle finger, slightly pinching it and moving left to right. She moaned into my mouth, with a little nod of encouragement. I secretly prayed for Patrick's swift return. I needed a cock desperately. But I was enjoying Cat. Her tits swung in a seductive and sexy way and oh my god her lips. They were so soft and her tongue was skilled, playing and twiddling around in my mouth. "Fuck I'm horny." I told her. I moved my hand from her tit to her hand. I guided her finger to the string of my thong, which she pulled away instantly. Cat growled, moving from my lips to my pussy. "This is gonna feel new but a good new." I was too turned on to care. I nodded and whimpered, spreading my legs wide. She started slow, to tease me. Her long fingers tickled the inside of my thighs, starting low and moving higher, so painstakingly slow. She planted wet kisses along the way, and when she was only centimeters way from my burning clit, she just stayed their and licked. I wanted it. So bad. I tried to move to get her tongue but she shook her head, making a big deal of shaking her precious lips right on top of my clit, then went back to fiercely devouring my upper thigh. That's when I heard the knock. I had gotten lost in my lust, I forgot what I was supposed to be doing. Patrick. "Jordan are you there?" He called. Cat ceased her wondrous tongue movement. "Who's that?" "Some guy who's going to join us. Is that all right?" Cat thought about it for a second. "As long as he doesn't touch me. No penises for this girl. I get you and only you." I nodded. "Pat come on in its unlocked." "Okay." Another open and shut. He walked into the living room to see Cat push a little finger into me. "Am I interrupting something?" "No. Join the party." I gave him a smile as Cat sent waves of pleasure thought my body by slowly easing her finger in and out of me. I had recovered well from the day before, where I was ravaged ruthlessly. Tight again. God bless my vagina. And Cat. She was still licking away, happy as a clam. "Yes please." His shirt was off, revealing his wonderful abs underneath. His jeans were obviously straining against his erection. Cat joined in, "Actually, male, would you mind just watching until I make her cum once?" Patrick stopped where he was. "Of course darling. As long as she cums soon. " he winked. He relieved the pressure in his pants by dropping them, relieving his amazing hard shaft. I closed my eyes and focused on the sensations Cat was giving me. She sucked on my inner pussy lips slowly, delving her tongue into my sweet hole and wriggling her tongue around inside of me. She took her finger and started to ease it in and out of me really slowly, while sucking viciously on my clitoris. She took it in between her teeth and nibbled, flicking her tongue over it quickly. I was jerking my hips back and forth wildly, curling my toes and biting my lip. I saw Pat jerking off to his sexual fantasy being played out. I maybe played up my pleasure for show, but not too much, I didn't want him to feel like she was better at eating pussy. When I felt the release of my first orgasm, Cat turned the dial to 10. She started to fuck me faster with the one finger then add another. I'd never felt anything like it. She kept licking my clit and all the sensitive flesh around it, causing me to groan and pull her head closer. Cat made my orgasm last minutes, instead of seconds like normal. Eventually though, it ended and I was spent on the couch. "Holy god." I muttered. "That was sexiest thing I've ever seen in my entire life." Patrick had his fingers wrapped around his dick and was pumping up and down. "Would you like to join now?" Cat stood up and sexily undid the zipper in the back of her skirt. "Yes, holy shit." Patrick stood up, his cock dripping precum, and came over and kissed me. I touched his cock gently, gripping his long shaft. I was still recovering from my orgasm, and so I moved his fingers from my dripping pussy when he touched me. "Not there." I moaned. "Where?" He asked. I adjusted myself, moving to my knees and grabbing my ass, spreading my ass cheeks. "Here." I smiled. "So I lick your vajay while he fucks your ass? Kinky." Cat smiled. I pulled Cat down to the couch, pulling off her panties. "No way." I sniffed her panties, grinning from ear to ear. Cat spread her legs, one on top of the couch, one hanging off the side. I leaned, down bracing myself on Cat's hips, ready for Patrick's huge cock in my ass. "Oh my god." I moaned, rubbing my nose in the curly mess of Cat's pubes as I felt him enter me. "Fuck this is the best thing." He moaned loudly, grabbing my ass hard. I began to lick my friend's pussy, trying to imagine what I liked and what I wanted done to me. I moved my tongue up the long slit formed by her pussy lips. I kissed her hot burning snatch, slowly. I made out with her nether regions, my tongue moving slowly over it. Patrick began to thrust in and out, taking his time, and letting out groans of pleasure with each inward thrust. With each movement, my tongue was drilled further into Cat's hot hole. Cat nodded in approval. I closed my mouth over her clit and started to suck like she had on mine. Patrick slapped my ass once, making me gasp in shock. I moved my hips on Patrick's dick while also managing Cat's vagina. I kept up sucking on her button, also grabbing her tits. "Yes fuck." Cat stroked my hair. Patrick kept a steady rhythm if smacking my ass and also going faster in and out. "Isn't she just fantastic?" "Oh hell yes." Cat smiled and threw her head back. "I believe we've got a cumslut on our hands." I went up and kept playing with her tits while kissing her, both of our juices mixing on our tongues. "I'm your slave baby." "And mine." Patrick contributed from behind. "Yes." I kissed my way down fast, back down to her pussy. I took a finger and began to fuck her with it rapidly. I added another one, which her pussy devoured and moved my hand as fast as I could in and out of her. Cat moaned uncontrollably. "Oh my god I'm going to cum. Oh my god." I smiled and started fingering her faster, her juices added to the array of sex sounds in the room. "I'm going to cum too." The man from behind me said, his cock drilling inside of me. I felt Cat cum first. Her body shuddered and she squeezed my head between her legs. Her juices flowed down my chin freely. In the next few seconds, when Cat was recovering, Pat released his load deep inside of me. I moved to sit on his lap, next to his limp cock. He wrapped a large arm around me. He whispered in my ear. "You're so perfect." I kissed him. "Thank you very much." I stroked his short blonde hair. Cat came and hugged me too. "That was actually quite fun." "Do you swing both ways, random friend of Jordan?" "Nope." "Shame." Patrick kissed me again. "You taste fantastic." "Thank you." Cat said. "What to do now?" I asked. "I actually have no idea. I'm spent." He explained. "Cuddling then I'll leave you two to do whatever." Cat shrugged. "Alright then." A Visit It had been eight years since we last saw our father. Our mother and him went through a nasty divorce on account of his cheating. At least that's what she told us, we never put much faith in her. A fancy and expensive lawyer made sure he wouldn't get to see any of us anymore. My two little sisters and I were heartbroken, of course. So there was some anxiety as I drove my sisters and myself down to the place where he said he now lived. Out of the blue, I got a call saying he was finally back on his feet and he'd love to see us sometime. Mom wouldn't have it, but what could she do now that we were adults? My sisters agreed to meet him, though with some trepidation. As we entered the suburbs where dad supposedly lived now, we noted the quality of the houses. Modern, expensive bungalow type houses. The kind you'd imagine a bigwig accountant or something to own as a vacation home, a retreat from his luxurious downtown apartment. When we found the address, I parked in the oversized driveway. As we stepped out of the car and noted the hot summertime weather here, the front door opened, and there stood our father. Instead of the sad human being our mother led us to expect, he looked as handsome as he did all those years ago. A bit of gray in his hair, but still. Tall, dark and handsome would probably be the phrase the ladies would use. He beamed at us as we walked up to greet him, and, at a loss for words, hugged every one of us. Somewhat awkwardly we hugged back and I decided to be brave. "Hey, dad. Wow, feels weird saying that..." "No kidding, son-uh...Jimmy...well, Jim now, I suppose...and Lizzie and Maria. My, you three grew up nicely!" He looked each of us up and down. Lizzie, the youngest, short and thin. Petite might be a more flattering word. Reddish-blond hair cut short, a small face with the brightest eyes and smile you ever saw. Toned body, she keeps in shape. Not too big in the chest area, probably B-cups, maybe large A's, I don't know. Maria, the middle one. A bit taller, little more plump. Curvy in all the right places without being fat. Guessing she took after mom with that. Same reddish-blond hair, down to her shoulders. Same bright eyes, not the same smile. More like the scowling-type. Bigger chest, probably C-cups. Nice handfuls, I'd imagine. And then there's me, the oldest. About as tall as Maria, on the thin side. Black hair, taking after my dad on that one. And, from what I'm told, the same bright eyes. Guess it runs in the family. "Wow, eight years sure do a lot, don't they..." "Well, Lizzie here was only 12 when you and mom divorced, so she was bound to look a bit different.", I said. Maria piped, trying to lighten the mood. "I don't know, still looks like a stick to me!" Dad and me chuckled as Lizzie punched Maria in the arm. "Guess some things don't ever change, huh kids? Come on, let's go inside." We entered the vast open space. Living room, kitchen off to the side, almost everything in one large room, at the other end a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows looking over the backyard. All the furniture top-of-the-line, expensive stuff. As he sat us down on the couches in the middle of the room, we couldn't help but notice the large pool in the backyard. How the hell did he do this? My sisters were also curious, I could tell. When he poured each of us a drink and sat down with us, Maria spoke up. "Dad...how? All this, I mean...what happened?" "Well, hon-...I mean, Maria...quite frankly, I worked my ass off. When your mother and I separated, well, that didn't leave me in a very good state. But some friends of mine pulled me through, I helped them with some numbers in return, and they found me a job as an accountant. Short version of the story, I worked my way up, and here I am. I suppose I should've called sooner...but I wasn't ready, I think...and your mom, well...you know she wouldn't agree. So I asked some friends to get one your numbers, but even then...well it was scary. Took me a year to finally work up the courage to call you. I'm sorry...I understand if you're angry, I do...I just..." Lizzie put his hand in hers and smiled at him. Even Maria turned her frown upside down for once. "It's okay, dad. I think we're all just happy to see you're doing well again.", Lizzie said. We all agreed. I couldn't help but laugh a little. "Seems like there should be more drama here...you know, reality tv screaming matches and such." They thankfully laughed at my stupid comment. For the next few hours we caught up, and he explained at length what had happened in those eight years. None of us asked exactly what happened between mom and dad, maybe out of fear of depressing him, maybe because we didn't really care. We had our father again, that was all that mattered. When there was finally a silence in our conversation, Lizzie stood up and walked over to windows looking over the backyard and the pool. "Dad, could we go in the pool? I mean, I'd like a refreshing dip about now. This heat is killing me." I noticed our dad got a little embarrassed. "Uh, yeah, honey, I guess you could...I mean, it's all yours..." I spoke up. "What's wrong, dad? You seem a little touchy." "Well, it's just that...I don't actually own any swimwear. I like to relax there, myself, plus I live here on my own. So I don't think I can join you." We three looked at each other and shrugged. "Well, it's not like we thought to bring swimwear...what did you wanna do, Lizzie? Guess we could go into town and get some..." She pouted a bit. "Nah, I wanna swim now...who cares, haven't you ever seen a naked woman before?" With that she stripped down in front of us, walked outside and eased herself down in the pool, leaving the rest of us a bit shocked. After a moment's silence, I stood up and followed her example, stripping down and gesturing dad and Maria to follow. "Eh, what the hell...", she said as she stood up and joined me in nakedness. Dad followed suit and together we walked out to find Lizzie lounging in the large pool, probably big enough for ten people to comfortably sit in. "Come in! Water's nice!" Dad sat down next to Lizzie, me and Maria sat across from them. I noticed dad was 'excited' and as Lizzie cuddled up to him, he got more so. She noticed and chuckled. "Wow, dad! Little inappropriate, don't you think?" She playfully slapped his arm, while dad got beet red. "Sorry, kids...it's been a while and now I've got a naked woman lying against me. I'd tell it you were my daughter, but it has a one-track mind, ya know?" The long, fat cock now stood up straight under the water. Probably 8 inches or so, about the same as me. "Guess I got something other than my hair color from you, dad!" He laughed nervously. "Well, anyway...I'm sorry kids, still a lot of stress here. I'll get out of the pool and leave you to enjoy, okay?" He started to move, but Lizzie wouldn't let him. "It's fine, dad. We get it. Don't worry about it." We each nodded. Hell, my own anatomy reacted much the same way, as Maria sadistically noted. "Besides, you're not the only one who's got wood." The girls laughed as dad and me went red. Another hour went by quickly as we talked and relaxed. My dick had softened a little in the meantime, dad's had not. Lizzie looked at intently as she huddled up against him, his arm around her. Her hand slowly went across his thigh, up his leg and over his stomach, moving down towards the base of his cock. Dad pretended not to notice, but then she touched the shaft and rubbed down towards the balls and up again across the entire length. She gripped his cock tenderly with her little hand as dad froze. "Uh...honey! You can't do that! What...?" She smiled as she looked at the thick cock in her hand. "Relax, dad. I just wanna help you relieve some stress. It's okay." Dad looked over at us, both of us somewhat shocked to say the least. Maria and I exchanged glances. "Well, if she wants to do it...", Maria said. I shrugged. Dad seemed to mull it over some, but I guess his other head took over as he just relaxed and enjoyed the hand stroking his cock. I couldn't keep my eyes off her as Lizzie slowly jacked off our father under the water, not three feet across from me. My own cock reacted as she sure looked like she knew what she was doing, one hand massaging his balls, the other rubbing the entire shaft in slow strokes, paying special attention to the underside of its circumcised head each time. I grabbed my own cock and was rock hard in moments, jacking off under the water. Maria punched me in the arm, and I glanced over. "Pervert." "So what's that hand doing between your legs, sis?" She smiled as she moaned in pleasure from her own touch. Lizzie noticed us enjoying the scenery and chuckled, giving us a thumbs up. She released her grip on dad's cock. "Sit up on the edge dad." He did so, Lizzie seating herself in between his legs. One hand held his cock, the other went down to her pussy while she kissed and licked the cock she came from, before slowly and sensually taking him in her mouth. She sure seemed an expert in pleasing her men and never broke eye contact while going down on him. I nudged Maria. "Our little sister really knows how to give a blowjob, doesn't she?" "Hmm...she has to, of course...they're not gonna want her for her tits!" She chuckled. "By that logic, you'd be horrible at sucking cock." She punched me in the arm. "Oooh...mmm...haven't had any complaints..." I motioned towards my raging member. "Care to prove it?" "Oooh...dude! You're my brother..." I stood up, standing over her with my cock right in her face. "Not any more wrong than Lizzie blowing dad, right?" She grinned and kissed the tip. "Well, it is a nice cock, at least." Her hand never left her pussy while the other grabbed my cock and guided it into her mouth. More forceful and rough than Lizzie, but I like my blowjobs that way. I laughed. Eight years we don't see dad, then within hours he's getting a blowjob from his daughter and I from my sister. I looked over at the two, where it was clear dad wasn't going to last long. Lizzie looked him deep in the eyes as she held his cock to her chin and kept jerking. "Come on daddy, cum...release all that stress...let your little girl help you...don't worry, daddy, just cum..." He grunted loudly as the first thick ropes of cum left his cock and landed on his daughter's face. His orgasm seemed to last forever as he kept grunting, covering Lizzie's face. I felt myself getting close under the expert ministrations of my sister's mouth. "Gonna cum soon, sis..." She just nodded in reply and kept sucking. A few seconds later, I emptied my balls into her throat, stream after stream, while she kept the tip in her mouth and looked me in the eyes. Damn, that really is the kicker to making me cum from a blowjob. Every last bit of cum she got from me. She let of my cock, opening her mouth to show me my load, then swallowed it all, never breaking eye contact. "So?" "Still no complaints, sis...damn..." She grinned in response. Lizzie came over and lay down next to her on one side, while I sat down on the other. She giggled and pointed at her face, absolutely covered in cum. "Look how much stress daddy had, sis!" Maria licked some of it up and swallowed. Dad, meanwhile, lay down next to Lizzie, looking completely spent. "Wow, dad...been a while, hasn't it?" she said. Dad could only grunt yes in reply. The girls each gave the other a helping hand and soon brought each other to new heights of forbidden pleasure. Loud moans rang out in the backyard as they came on the other's hand. For a while we lay there, motionless, resting. Lizzie never bothered to clean dad's cum on her face, and actually seemed to really enjoy it. Her hands soon found dad's cock again, and she massaged the soft member. "Honey, I think you took care of all that stress...damn, I can't believe I let you do that. I mean, it's incest..." Maria piped up, chuckling to herself. "Well, technically not. The definition of incest actually means sex...as in cock in pussy, hell , anal wouldn't even count...so we're just a really loving family!" We all laughed a bit at that one. Lizzie looked at dad's cock and saw her hands were slowly getting him hard again. She sat on top of our father and kept rubbing his cock. Lovingly, she gazed into her father's eyes. "Wanna make it incest, daddy?" A Visit and a Drive *Note: A big thank you to 1sickbastard for giving his time and efforts to helping a new author write her first story. Also, all characters are over 18. * Last night, I drove down to my mom's house for a visit. My last visit was back in December, and this visit was long overdue. After she retired for the night, I sent him a message asking if he'd like to go for a drive. After about an hour, he and I discussed where to meet. We met in the local chain store's parking lot. He slowly walked towards my car, and around to the driver's side. I rolled down my window to greet him. "Hey you! It's cold out there, why don't you hop in?" He walked around to the passenger side of my Jeep, and climbed into the seat. My stomach was a wonderful tangle of knots. I was happy to finally meet him in person. He and I rode around for a while, just chit-chatting. I took him to a couple of my favorite local hiding spots for parking. When we reached the second spot, I pulled into the lot and shut off my car. We sat and talked for a bit, and this was the first time I was able to focus on him completely. This spot is not totally private, but usually only the game warden will come by. It sits off of the access road around the lake, slightly downhill from the road. The lot is visible from the the road, and passing cars can easily see the lot. It's peaceful however, and quiet. The only sounds I could hear were his voice and the sound of the lake crashing into the rocks. During a pause in our conversation, he reached over the center console, grabbed a handful of my hair, and pulled me to him for a passionate kiss. I felt a sudden flood of pure lust as he pressed his lips forcefully into mine. Moments into our kiss, he shoved his hand down my shirt and pinched my nipple, hard. My body responded to his advances with my clit throbbing incessantly, aching for a release. After a few minutes, I decided to stop the advances and suggest a better hiding spot. I needed a few moments to regain my focus, so I stepped out of the Jeep, lit a cigarette, and walked around the back to sit on the tailgate. He climbed out and followed me. As I was opening the back of the Jeep, he grabbed me from behind, and whispered in my ear "Bend over and bare your ass to me, now!" He grabbed my hips, and pulled my ass to him. He then reached down the front of my pants, and started fingering my wet pussy right there in the open. I could see cars going by, knowing they could see us in their headlights, but I didn't care. He continued to torture my aching pussy while I finished my cigarette, but did not allow me to release. After finishing my cigarette, we climbed back into the Jeep and set out for another spot. I made sure to take the time to fold down my back seats, I knew we'd need the room later. As a bit of payback for his torture and denial, we drove around for another hour or so just talking. I had to clench and release my pussy the entire time to help ease the aching, something I can do without anyone noticing the pleasure I'm giving myself. Finally, I'd had enough of his torture, and my own. We headed to my favorite hiding spot. I knew no one would bother us there. It's a dead end cul-de-sac, with no houses or street lights. It is dark, private, and no reason for traffic. I parked the Jeep facing the entrance to the cul-de-sac, shut off the lights, and killed the engine. No sooner had the engine quieted down, when he reached over and grabbed a handful of hair, repeating his earlier advances. This time, he wrapped his hand around my throat. My panties immediately soaked at his show of dominance. My body could no longer lie, I had to be handled at that moment. I scrambled out of the front seat, opened the tailgate, and climbed into the back. He followed within seconds, shutting the tailgate behind him. Within in seconds of closing the tailgate, he had his hand in my hair again, kissing me, groping my breasts and pinching my nipples hard. Then, he put his hand on my throat, still holding my hair, and bit my nipple. As I laid back, I jumped in surprise and pleasure, and ground my hips against him. He pulled my camisole and bra down, exposing my tits, and started alternating nipples, paying attention to both of them with bites and nibbles. I couldn't take the confines of my clothing anymore. I stripped off my Henley overshirt, as well as my bra, leaving me in just a tight camisole. He pleasured my breasts some more, before his attention turned elsewhere. He forced his hands down the front of my pants, and roughly shoved two fingers into my wet, aching pussy. My body completely betrayed me as I started grinding against his hand, wanting desperately for him to finish me off right then. I could no longer hide my lust, but he had other plans. His lust became evident as he forcefully pulled my pants down. This left me in just a pair of satin red cheekies with black lace on the edges and a black camisole. He pulled the panties to the side, and started fingering me, while pulling my hair, begging me to squirt for him. He started with two fingers, then three, then four. Each finger added caused me to moan like a whore in heat. The stretching was a wonderful combination of pain and pleasure, one that I thoroughly enjoyed. He changed positions, allowing my mouth access to his pierced cock. I started to suck his gorgeous cock while he continued to finger my wet pussy. It was a completely new experience for me, as I have never had a pierced cock before. The moans coming from his mouth told me I must be doing ok. "Are you going to be my good little cum slut?" He growled at me as he started to finger my cunt a little more roughly. "Yes, I'll be your dirty little whore!" I moaned in response, knowing full well he ultimately controlled my release. He pulled his hand out of my pussy, immediately replacing it with the other. He shoved the hand that had been in my soaking wet pussy into my mouth, and I responded by greedily sucking his fingers clean. He wrapped his hand around my throat again, squeezed and forced his cock into me for one stroke. The sensation of the ring at the end of his cock stretching my pussy, combined with a forceful thrust and the squeezing of my throat was enough to send me over the edge. He wouldn't let me cum just yet, though. He pulled out just as fast, released my throat, and began to clean my pussy with his tongue. I was in heaven, begging him to keep going, when he shoved 3 fingers into me. He finally said the magic words, "Cum for me, slut!" I began bucking and squirming, trying to get away from his hands, but he held me down and forced me to have another, and another. When he thought I had came enough, he fucked me rough and hard, cumming in me and letting me suck his cock clean. "What a good little slut you are!" We redressed, and I drove him back to his car. I slept peacefully, my pussy still throbbing from the abuse. A Visit at Work Nolan strolled out of the house and made his way down to his car. He was in a good mood considering it was Monday and he was off to work. As he opened the door and climbed in he heard his phone beep. He started the car to let it warm up a bit, and casually pulled out his phone to see what was going on. It was a message from Amelia. The two hadn't seen each other since their encounter at the movie theatre some months ago, but they've been sending messages back and forth with playful banter. Nolan read the message aloud. "You're a scum sucking toad.". He laughed and looked at her profile picture. She was cuddling with her daughter. Her daughters head laying on her chest. She was wearing a blue shirt, which was pulled down revealing the top of her bra, and deep cleavage, her long blond hair curling down around her face. "It's so wrong that picture turns me on." He muttered to himself. He typed his message back to her and hit send. "Suck my chode you bucket mouthed skank biscuit. I should slap the shit out of you." He stared at the picture a little bit longer and tucked his phone away and backed the car up and headed down the road to work. As he pulled up to the on ramp he muttered to himself. "Fucking red lights, I swear to Christ." He heard his phone again and dug it out and looked at the message. "Bring it." He looked at her picture again, then tucked his phone away and glanced up at the traffic sign. Amelia was 2 hours away and to the left, or work was 15 minutes away and to the right. "I'll fucking bring it" he muttered to himself as he flipped his signal light and turned left. Amelia was busy. She had just started a new job as a logistics agent at a courier depot. She was busy getting a load ready for a truck driver as she glanced at the clock. "Wow." She thought to herself. "It's lunch time already." She smiled at the trucker, who winked at her and made a pass. "You should let me put you in my pocket and take you home." He said with a grin. Amelia smiled back and said "Maybe after lunch." The trucker laughed as he took his papers and headed out the door. Amelia went back to the lunch room. She really did enjoy her job and she loved how busy she was, but she really enjoyed the break. Nolan knew Amelia had started a new job, and with luck his GPS had taken him to where he figured she must work. A long dispatch building, with dozens of loading docks where truck trailers were being loaded and unloaded. As he drove by he noticed at the end was an entrance with half a dozen cars parked outside. "This must be the place." he thought to himself as he pulled in. He felt his stomach take a nervous flip as he pulled into an empty parking spot and climbed out of the car and headed inside. Amelia's heart raced as she looked up and saw Nolan climbing out of his car. "Oh my fuck." she though to herself. She was excited and scared all at the same time. She stuffed the rest of her lunch away and headed out to the main office to meet him. As Nolan opened the door and strolled in he saw Amelia. She was wearing a grey turtle-neck sweater and black slacks. Her long blond hair flowing down the sides of her face. "Christ she's hot." he thought to himself as he made eye contact with her and grinned. Amelia looked around and saw one trucker standing talking to another, but no sign of her boss. She looked at Nolan and headed right towards the copy room and disappeared inside. Nolan looked over at the truckers who didn't seem to notice him come in and followed after her. As he entered the room he saw Amelia over by the photocopier, busily scanning documents. Amelia heard the door shut behind him, and the lock click. She felt herself getting excited as she knew what was going to follow, what she hoped was going to follow. Nolan closed the blind on the narrow window in the door and looked around. The room was mostly bare except for giant boxes of paper all piled in one corner. There were no other windows. "Smart girl picking this place." He thought to himself as he headed over to her. She had the cover of copier pulled up and was placing another document on it as he pressed up against her and pulled her hair back. "I'm about to bring it you little whore." He whispered into her ear as he bit her lobe and sucked on it gently. He ran his hand up her side and slid it under her sweater, slowly caressing up her side. He slid his hand over her stomach as he kissed her neck and slowly slid it up over her bra, forcing his hand inside the cup and squeezing her breast hard. He could feel her nipple stiffen in his hand as her palms opened up and she braced herself on the photocopier. Amelia leaned her head to one side exposing more of her neck. She felt Nolan's warm lips softly kissing her neck, and winced as she felt his teeth bite her softly. She could feel herself getting wet as his hard cock pressed into her ass. Nolan grabbed her by the arm and swung her around to face him. Grabbing her ass tightly and kissing her on the lips. She felt tingles shoot down her body. She glanced at the door to make sure no one could see, as Nolan grabbed her ass with both hands and lifted her into the air and sat her down on the photocopier. He stood looking into her blue eyes as she bit her lip staring back. He reached down and unbuttoned her pants and began to slide them off. She lifted herself up off the photocopier and let him pull her pants down. He bent over and slid her shoes off and flung them to the side as he pulled her legs out of her pants. He stood looking at her sitting there in her panties, staring back at him longingly. He reached in and grabbed her face with his hand and kissed her again, softly, gently biting her lips as he ran his hand up the inside of her leg. She felt his finger tips brush over her now soaked panties and shivered as tingles shot through her whole body. Nolan leaned back holding her face in his hand, and grinned at her. "I want that pussy, and you're going to give it to me." He said staring at her bare legs. Amelia nodded at him. "Take it then you wussy." She quipped back. Nolan grinned as he slapped her hard across the face, and grabbed her panties, ripping them off. Amelia winced as she felt the blood rush to her cheek. She let Nolan pull her towards him as he buried his face in her pussy. She felt his tongue dance across her clit and leaned back spreading her legs wider and grabbing his hair pulling hard. "Fuck." Amelia whispered as Nolan sucked on her clit and dug his fingers hard into her leg. Nolan took his hand and spread her pussy lips as he rubbed his tongue back and forth sideways on her clit hard. Amelia ran her hand up and squeezed her tits through her sweater as she pulled Nolan hair hard toward her and drove her pussy onto his face. Nolan took her clit into his mouth and sucked on it as he flicked his tongue over it wildly. "Oh fuck." Amelia moaned as she looked down at his face buried in her. She felt herself getting close to cumming as he slid his fingers inside her and began to fuck her, pushing upwards toward her stomach. Nolan softly nibbled on her clit as she let herself go and moaned loudly. Nolan stood up with a grin. "Looks like you've needed this." He said as he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her down off the copier. "We aren't done yet you little slut." He said as he unbuttoned his pants with his free hand and pulled out his cock. Nolan let go of her hair and grabbed her sweater, pulling it hard over her head and flinging it to a corner. He stood there looking at her wearing only her bra as he massaged his cock. "You're such a hot fucking slut." He said. "Show me them fucking tits." "You want these?" Amelia grinned back at him as she reached behind her back and unbuttoned her bra, letting the straps slowly slide off her shoulders, as she held it up against her in her hands. "Show me those tits you little whore." Nolan demanded, as he jerked his cock harder. Amelia let the bra slip to the floor and stood there staring at Nolan jerking his dick. She loved the way he stared at her wanting. "Suck this dick." Nolan commanded. "Make me." Amelia grinned back at him. Nolan reached forward and grabbed her hair and forced her to her knees and ran his dick across her cheeks. He grabbed her face and slapped her hard on the cheek. She winced as the pain shot through her face. He squeezed her mouth open as he slid his dick inside her mouth and shoved it deep into the back of her throat. He felt her warmth cover his cock and felt a release come over him. He had wanted this for months. He grabbed her head with both hands and began to shove his dick into her mouth faster and faster. He looked down at her face and loved the look of her blue eyes looking up at him and her lips wrapped around his dick. He slapped her hard on the face again as he tightened his grip on her hair. "You fucking love sucking my cock don't you, you little whore." He moaned as he shoved his cock all the way into her mouth and slapped her face again. He pulled his dick out as spit dripped down Amelia's chin. He pulled his shirt over his head and kicked off his shoes, pulling his pants off. "Now I'm going to fuck you, hard, and you're going to cum all over my cock like a good little whore." He said as he got onto his knees and shoved her back onto the boxes of paper. Amelia felt the cold cardboard under her and winced at the shock. Nolan stood over her on his knees and grabbed her ankles, pulling her legs up to his side. He leaned forward, rubbing his dick over her wet pussy. Amelia felt a rush as he drove his cock deep inside her. Nolan loved the feel of her on his cock, and thrust deep and hard into her again. Amelia braced herself on her elbows as Nolan grabbed her neck and kissed her hard. "You feel so good on my cock you little slut." He whispered as he held her head close to his. "I'm going to fuck this like I own it." "Fuck me you fuck." Amelia snarled back, and Nolan grinned. He slapped her face hard as he dug his fingers into her thighs and began driving himself into her. Amelia strained to brace herself up as Nolan slammed into her harder and harder. Nolan looked down and watched her breasts bounce with every thrust. He pushed outward against her legs as he pushed harder. Amelia's tits bounced wildly as Nolan gritted his teeth and pummelled her over and over again. She flipped her head trying to get her hair out of her eyes, when finally she couldn't hold herself up any longer and fell back against the boxes. Nolan didn't let up, he leaned forward over top of her and continued to drive himself into her. Amelia could feel the boxes beneath her starting to cave in, but she didn't care. "Oh fuck." She screamed. "You... little... whore... " Nolan moaned between thrusts. Nolan reached around and grabbed her thigh and pulled it up against his side as he laid down on top of her, pulling her into him as he drove faster. The sound of skin on skin contact rung out in the room as a rapid beat, as Amelia felt herself getting close to climax. She leaned to her side to try to avoid falling off the boxes, but Nolan was pounding to fast and they collapsed onto the cold floor. The shock shot straight up her body, but was quickly set aside by Nolan's cock ramming deep inside her. "Fuuuuuckkk." Amelia screamed as her pussy tightened around his cock and she began to cum. "Yes you little bitch, cum on my dick." Nolan whispered into her ear, not letting up. Amelia's whole body tensed up as she felt the release spread all over her body, she bit her lip hard, and still Nolan pounded into her. She felt herself welling up again, and another jolt shot through her body, her pussy contracting even harder against his dick. "Ohhhhh fuuuuuccckkkk, again!" She screamed as she came again. Nolan looked down at her breasts rocking back and forth hard as he felt himself getting close to cumming. "I'm going to cum inside your little pussy." Nolan exclaimed as he looked down at her. "Do it you fucker." Amelia screamed, trying to catch her breath. Nolan stopped deep inside her as he moaned loudly. "God fucking dammit." He exclaimed as he felt himself let go. He thrust into her slowly several more times before collapsing next to her on the floor. "You are one amazing fuck." He said trying to catch his breath. As Amelia lay on the floor she glanced up at the clock. "Fuck" She exclaimed. "My lunch was over 15 minutes ago." She stumbled to her feet wearily and grabbed her panties, rushing to get dressed. Nolan lay on his back, enjoying watching her bend over. "So did I bring it?" He said gingerly. "Not really, you need to try harder next time." Amelia grinned back down at him. Nolan jumped to his feet and slapped her hard on the ass as she reached for her pants. "Next time I'm going to fuck you so hard you can't walk." He said, as he reached for his pants. "Yes please." Amelia grinned as she pulled on her sweater. Amelia headed over to the door and peeked out around the blind. A sense of relief came over her as she realized no one was out there. Nolan strolled up behind her and grabbed her ass. Amelia unlocked the door and headed out to her counter, as Nolan stayed back. Amelia looked around and saw no one, and nodded back at him. Nolan quickly headed toward the door, stopping to turn around at her, and pulling a sheet of paper out from under his shirt. Amelia squinted to see what it was, then waved her arms wildly for him to put it away. Nolan tucked the coloured scan of her bare ass with his face pressed firmly into her pussy under his shirt and disappeared out the door. A Visit By Renee, At The Local Bar Renee's husband stopped over Saturday afternoon to invite me for a drink at Jets Bar and Grill. My first thought was to decline his offer, but I have already done that three times to him, so I accepted. I kept thinking about that one day Renee stopped over and we cuddled on my bed after she read two stories I had written about her and I. All I could think of was "I wish this was Renee and I, I wish this was Renee and I, I wish this was..." Sitting at the bar and admiring all the cute young girls waiting tables or and hostesses wearing their tight tops propping up their titties, so that every guy in the joint could fantasize about sucking them off, was a treat for all of us. Yeah, yeah you may be thinking, be immature about it, and ogle each little chick that shimmies around those tight areas in between tables. Then they will go up to the bar, prop their tits on top of it, so that their cleavage is even more noticeable to us all. We all want or hope they would allow us to stick our tongues out and lick their cleavage. That is the type of joint this bar appears to be. However, it isn't always like that with each young lady working there; it only seems like it. It's a prerequisite of working there though. Nevertheless, Cory, Renee's husband, and I talked about almost everything under the sun. Half of that, I could care less about, but he seems to believe we are bonding and a friendship is forming between us. No, I was not doing that, I was only being polite. Between different conversations, he's the one crudely pointing out how he wants to do an 'open face steak sandwich' type fuck on any one of these chicks. I suppose I'd agree with him, but I'm not openly, because I don't want to give him that impression that's the type of person I am. I'm 41 and soon to be, 42 and every one of these young women could be my daughter. Damn, I thought, life's a bitch. However, on the other hand, maybe they'd like to be eaten out. I was not telling Cory that because he'd become boisterous about it at that point, and embarrass me. We were there for about 3 ½ hours and he was drunk. I had about four diet Pepsi's and I didn't need alcohol to get me horny, the ambiance alone could do that. He went to the bathroom and I didn't see him the remainder of the afternoon. I wondered if he passed out. He didn't, he actually left and never told me. I think he became so drunk he just forgot about me and went home. It was 4:15PM and I was getting ready to pay up the bar tab. Out of nowhere, a familiar voice speaks up from behind me and I crack a big smile. Quickly turning around, Renee appears in front of my eyes wearing a beautiful light yellow, low cut top that show hints of her grand gulch between her breasts I love so well. In addition, she had on a pair of new jeans that pasted themselves down along her petit looking derriere she carried. I would spend some time admiring it and she knows it. Maybe that's why she wore them. My eyes perked up as did hers. "How are you stranger", she asks me. My response, "Oh hell Renee, I feel great now that your here". "So where is my husband, have you seen him at all?" "Do you really care where he's at honey?" She loves it when I call her honey. It usually means playtime is available. 'Playtime' is always available when Renee calls on me. "So Jim, have you written any new stories about me or us?" I laughed heartily. She smiled and giggled. Then she ran her hand, stretched out flat, over the front of my chest, down to my stomach. "Whoa Nelly", I was thinking! "Well Renee, I said, yes I actually have. Nice one's too. I didn't get too in depth with any details that might offend you, only enough to spark a man or woman's imagination and arouse them; for that matter, specifically you, because I'd love for you, or us to read them and see what happens." "Well my babysitter is on duty for about 5 hours, if that means anything." We both looked at one another and laughed. Then I held her hand and said, "gulp down that beer and we can go over to my house to read them, how's that sound?" I never thought Renee was a big drinker, but apparently, I was wrong. She could drink me under the table probably, but I'd stay down underneath with her and just fool around once we were done gulping our beers down. Hell, wouldn't you do the same? I paid and we quickly left the bar. She called her house and the babysitter answered. She said Cory was collapsed up in his bedroom. He was crude and suggestive towards her. She was not appreciative. He made a pass at her and she almost called the police on him. Turns out, he grabbed at her in a sexual manner and probably didn't even know it. She went home to check on the situation and he was totally passed out on the floor next to his bed. The babysitter was put out and she should be; she's only 18 and she had no desire to be messing around with a 38-year-old man. He was drunk and beside himself. Renee apologized several times over to the babysitter. However, from what I understood, the babysitter was dressed up as if she could have been working at Jets herself. Her tits were packaged nicely in her top and showed off lots of cleavage. Renee knew it, but didn't say a word since she was dressed similar to the babysitter herself. Therefore, Renee and I were in a dilemma and we were trying to figure out how we could spend some 'quality' time together. The phone rang and her kids were invited to a sleep over. Ding, that was her solution and things worked out well. She rushed them over and then came to my house within a half hour. We laughed about that, but then began feeling bad about the babysitter too. "So, do I get to read those stories now", she asked me quickly after fretting about her babysitter. I was on it,opened up the guest portal for her, and eventually a little more for her. Renee sat quietly reading them, but I could tell my writing was starting to turn her on in a big way. She moved about in the chair, left, then right. She started turning around to look at me in unusual ways more and more often. What I had written or described, she wanted me to do with her or to her. Renee wanted me to undress her similar to how I wrote in my stories. Renee became more aroused and didn't want to finish the story. I could tell she wanted to read them, but she also wanted to stop and make love to me like I wrote in my stories. My writing and not necessarily me turned Renee on immensely. "My Lord Jim, how do you do it?" "How do I come up with the ideas", I responded. "Yes Jim, how do you come up with the ideas? I don't know how to say this, but the way you write is passionate and it makes me feel special inside. It makes me feel actually more then special and I don't know how to explain it." "Well Renee, do you feel hot all over, do you Renee? Does your whole body ache excitedly? Do you feel the same way as the mood of this story? Can I ask you something very personal?" "Yes, I do feel that way and yes, ask me anything Jim." I paused, looked at her, began feeling more and more passionate about grabbing her and pulling her towards me, and kissing her for starters. I felt like removing her clothes, and without her okay at that. I didn't care, but on the other hand, I did care. I cared about her feelings. I wanted to be intimate, seriously intimate with Renee. I wanted to more then hold her hands, I wanted to more then kiss her on her lips, I wanted to undress her, and make love with Renee. Additionally, I wanted her to undress me,cuddle, play, touch, and pet me too. I wanted to slip her top off, un-tuck it from her pasted on jeans, and slowly lift it up and over her head. I wanted her to kiss my stomach. I wanted her to say "Yes Jim, please kiss my breasts and make me feel ultra special. Please Jim, touch my nipples with your tongue, and make me feel extremely desirable." I wanted her to say those things openly and immediately. I began burning with desire. Even my little nipples began bursting with arousal from that thought that we could get naked together in my house. "I will be right back Renee, don't move, okay." Renee on the other hand was thinking, "Should I be here feeling what I feel. Oh my god, I am wet. I can't let him know, but I want him to feel me and I want to have him inside me, either touching me or licking me. That would be pure splendor". Her body was going crazy; her heartbeat was rapid. Renee wanted to undress, feel free of any inhibitions, and knowing she was there in my house with me only made her feel more insatiable. I had turned off almost all the lights in the house and left on a couple dim lights. Meanwhile, Cory was passed out on the floor in his house and there was no need for disturbance there. Additionally, Renee lost all control of any cognizant rationalization and thought making love to me was perfect as perfect was going to get. As I walked back to the study, Renee stood up and was about to begin disrobing. Before she could do that, I arrived in the doorway and didn't realize Renee was lusted for my physical companionship. "Oh my god Jim, honey, let's get naked and make love or something sweetheart; let's just get intimate with one another." I was floored by this because I was not really expecting it, although I hoped we could be intimate. It was my fantasy, like once before, to become intimate out of nowhere. "I want to remove my clothes and I want you to touch me, feel me, and make me feel as special as those stories you write, make me feel." "Oh God Renee, I write them because I want to actually do that with you. I want to make love to you in anyway you want me to. My body crawls with desire to be right next to you, naked or not naked Renee and kiss, touch and please you enormously!" Renee pulled off her top at lightening speed. She left her plain white bra on, but I didn't care. I knew what was inside of the bra. I'd seen them before a few months ago and I adored them as I always have. I didn't need enticing. My penis went from being a penis to being a cock. Yes, from a penis to a cock. The difference being, once aroused, my manliness kicks in and I was in full bloom. I'm sure she was in her own way too; well I knew that to be true. I wore a new designer T-shirt. I was very proud of this purchase, so I carefully removed it and laid it aside. Renee, since she stood up first, she seemed nervous. I think the story she read and the conversation that was going on, back and forth between the two of us, heightened our immense desire for real intimacy. I lead her upstairs and Renee was pushing me to get upstairs to my room sooner then I was leading her. I kept looking around at her and her long eyes stared up at me. I couldn't get into my room soon enough. We practically ran down the hallway and dove onto my bed. Without any hesitation, our bodies converged and we began kissing like mad. Her lips and my lips tormented our souls. Our fervent explosive kissing was teasing us and our loins hungered for explosion. We wanted everything to happen at once. We wanted instant gratification, but I enjoyed the feeling of her soft lips puling and intertwining with lips and mouth. Her tongue began suggesting more as well. Oh, I couldn't seem to swallow her lips up enough. Her lips were pulling like a magnet. As well, our hands and arms pulled at the other and I could feel a 'oneness' between us. We were tightly wrapped around each other. I didn't care that she still had her bra on. I was kissing her and she was kissing me as passionately! Renee was more then lovely in bed; she was extremely awesome. Renee knew how to be remarkable in bed. Her hands were everywhere and she absolutely turned me on with her intimate body language. I heard the sound of air coming briskly from our nostrils. As we kissed and kissed, our lips wouldn't unlock, thus heavy streams of enthusiastic wind, passionately resonated from each of us. My cock, as it was, needed tending to and at that point, I would have done it myself. No way, not unless Renee was that kind of person who got into that, would I do it. If she wanted to hold my cock or feel and stroke it, I'd openly oblige her. Finally after kissing for a long and fanatical period of time, Renee came up for air. I was relieved that she did and we weren't sure what one another wanted. "Oh god Renee, I love your lips. They are so soft and I could kiss your lips for hours." With that said, she smiled and we started kissing again and she didn't even say a word. That's when I tried removing her bra and she pulled back. We stopped kissing. She held my hand and she put it against one of her cups and let me feel the supple nature of her. I moved my hand over the cup of her bra, but I slid off one strap and then did the same to the other strap. She understood my intention. I think, this time, Renee understood we were somehow going to have full-blown, almost, catastrophic sex with one another. I'm not sure she was ready for me to tackle her. I'm not sure I was aware that I would enter her either, all I knew was I wanted to feel her everywhere and I wanted to make her happy. Quietly I asked her and humbly, "Are you happy right now?" "I am, I really am, and I feel at peace with you next to me", she answered back. I smiled and reached around and undid her bra. I looked at her breasts and they were so breathtaking to me because this was Renee and we deeply enjoyed one another's company. Especially since we were half naked and in my bed. There couldn't be anything more romantic then that to me. "This is very romantic to me Renee. I almost want to say I love you, but I know I don't in the technical sense, but I care so much for you and like you very, very much." "I care for you too Jim and making love with you is true splendor as far as I'm concerned." Lying next to Renee and with no shirt on, she looked at my chest and hesitated about something at first. Eventually, she seemed to get up the nerve, she leaned into me, and she kissed my chest. I wanted to do that to her boobs. Then I thought she was going to kiss them again, but her lips went against my chest and she sucked it. Wow, talk about exciting, I got hornier then hell! "Jesus Renee, I am, and hesitated to say it knowing Renee, I am hornier then hell!" She responded by saying, "Do you want to feel my, umm...pussy and what it feels like right now? Take off my jeans, honey, slide your hand down in there and touch me. It's okay, I want you to do that. I want to feel you down there." Looking at her as I removed her jeans, she wore a cute pair of light red colored panties. I wanted to ogle them for a few years. She giggled when she realized how I responded to what she was wearing. She assisted me and took my hand down inside of her panties. "I do feel myself, but I really, never masturbate, she said. I want to, but I never feel right about it. I always feel dirty." "Renee, do you know how many millions of people masturbate? I mean normal, everyday people you would never expect to play with themselves do it all the time. Hell, I bet your sister does it. I bet you, if you asked her, she might say she does." Then I felt around her bush. I tried invading her slit, but I didn't feel right after she told me she didn't like masturbating. I felt as if I was entering by force, entering a sacred ground. I didn't go in. "What's wrong", she asked. "I'm not quite sure, honey, I'm not. Well maybe I do know, but I can't tell you." Renee looked at me with a sad look and she seemed disappointed that I stopped and only laid there. She was confused and wanted me to touch around her opening and even finger her there. "Jim, I want you! Yes Jim, I want you to feel me there. I don't do that, because, I guess I never feel right doing it to myself. I just haven't really done it. I never have felt right about penetrating myself." "Ohhhh, ohh my god; I did something once that was totally crazy and I don't know why I did it, I just did. I purchased something and used it only once, because, and I paused before telling her, I bought a vibrator at the beginning of the year." "You did what? No way, not you, I can't believe you would be that type of person who would actually go out and buy one of those things. That blows my mind", she replied. Here I was, confronted by a woman, who I admired deeply and I had a profound attraction to. I thought she was slightly upset. I thought she was even grossed out. She never ever masturbated, because almost all her life, she was in a situation where she was liked and found attractive enough that she didn't need to have use for one. She could find good, meaningful sex from variety of men, including her husband. But come to find out, it had been eight months, since they had sex together. She wasn't attracted to him anymore and she and I fell into one another. We shared this common bond of mutual needs. "That question I was going to ask you, I suppose it's changed now and I'm going to ask you since you wanted me to ask you it." "What's that, Jim, what?" "I see you as a very attractive, beautiful and sexy woman. I don't know, and I don't want to know, what your sex life is like, I do not Renee; do you think you are attractive?" At that point, I held her one hand and I stroked her hair several times, gently. She looked at me and then she looked away. For a few seconds I thought I'd lost her and making love to her was finished. Lying naked with one another, I looked at her face, her hair, her eyes, her body, and back at her face. God, I thought, "She is beautiful!" She faced me again, but not with a happy look. "Jim, sometimes I think I am and other times, I don't think so." I looked at Renee and wondered then what I should do. I didn't know what I should do. Should I just say, "Yes Renee you are very beautiful", kiss her, and hug her or what should I do? I wasn't sure. One thing I did know was that she questioned her beauty. I hugged her instinctively, kissed her on her head, and said humbly and quietly, "You are so beautiful and so modest about your beauty, it amazes me. I love you for that honey, I do." She looked up at me, smiled, said thank you a few times, and asked me if I would kiss her and make her happy. "I always want you to be happy, whatever that will be", I responded. That said, she and I hugged for a while. She let up on the hug and asked me if I would get out the vibrator. She seemed scared to use it, but very curious at the same time. My dick was hard. It was funny looking as I sat up and went across my bedroom to the closet and I pulled out a shoebox. The batteries were dead, but I kept extra's in my drawer. I fumbled around, finding them amongst the socks and boxers, as they fell out. Renee laughed as this went on. All the while, my dick stood erect. She giggled at the nature of its position. "What's funny", I asked. "I'm amused that I am turning you on", Renee said. "Renee, I always get turned on by your presence, not necessarily horny, but at least I get turned on." Obviously, we both were completely naked. I handled the vibrator like a pro. Like someone who used it daily. I turned it on and the hum that came from it didn't frighten her, but it made her weary. "I want you to try this yourself. I don't feel right doing this on you, although I would love to turn you on in this respect." "Then turn me on, Jim and I'll let you know when and where to go, okay?" So I slid the vibrating machine along her stomach, which she liked, but I slowly moved it down her thighs and then her towards her inner thighs. Her legs split apart allowing me to enter closer to her hole. "Put it against it, will you honey?" She looked at me and I looked at her. She smiled and then closed her eyes. Renee laid back on the bed and let me slide it back and forth across her slit. A Visit By Renee, At The Local Bar She absorbed the beauty of the sensation it brought her. She immersed herself in new erogenous feelings. The vibrations that pulsated inside and around the inner linings began hitting sensitive nerves that heightened her monster within. She cooed and cooed as the continuous movement extracted from the vibrator pushed itself through her loins. Her body filled up with delicate hormonal discharges. Her legs and hips swung left and right as she craved it more and more. Did she want me or the vibrator in her, I didn't know. I took a chance and without permission, I penetrated her with the vibrator. Her eyes popped open, she looked at me in disbelief, and so I pulled it out and waited for word from her what she wanted. Sitting there, doing what I did, she spoke out finally. "Can I try that myself?" I was more then happy to oblige Renee because it was my true belief and desire to make this woman happy, as any woman should be for as long as she wants me there to make her happy. Handing her the vibrator, she took it and held it like a pro. I laid next to her as she massaged her own slit and then progressed forward into her own gorgeous buffet of lusciousness. I wanted to experience what she was feeling. I wanted to feel this supernatural like sensation her pussy felt. Renee had a never-ending smile and looks of pure satisfaction and ecstasy that consumed her face. In all the years, Renee never used a dildo or vibrator. That was surprising, but millions don't do that either. I stroked her hair and her cheeks. I kissed her occasionally as she continued pleasing herself with the vibrator. Eventually, she opened her eyes to look at me and smile differently. The smile was like none other I had ever seen. I didn't know what it meant. "I love you Jim, I do. I wish for the life of me, that you and I could make love daily and there wouldn't be any consequences to it, but I know better. All the while, she held my tool inside of her pussy and tantalized herself further. "I love you too Renee. I know there are consequences and we are in a tough situation. But I am here, when you want or need me. Pleasure yourself as much as you want, I want to watch you and your happiness now." As she held the vibrator inside of her vagina and she continued to lift her self to that hornier level that would eventually give her an orgasm, she kissed me on my lips. As she pursued orgasm with it, I caressed her bosoms and toyed with her large nipples, kissing or licking to my hearts content. She only smiled with her eyes closed. The moans began and I held on to her as they became more frequent and louder. Her body shifted with aroused excitement. Her juices began leaking and I wanted to taste them I wanted my mouth and tongue in there to catch over flow. She moved the vibrator in and out, faster and faster. Moaning and groaning, louder and louder. She lost composure. She screamed out! "Oh Jim this is great! Oh baby, this is incredible, awesome, wild baby!" Her face scrunched up and pushed out the monster! The monster exploded into a full force orgasm and her whole body humped the bed as she blasted inside, cumming and cumming all over. Her body collapsed and she dropped the vibrator. I turned it off and hugged her. She turned towards me, as she had aftershocks, and smiled. "Oh wow, Jim. I never imagined how, how" and she was lost for words. She sighed several times as she tried to catch her breath and obtain some serenity. "It is okay, it was so beautiful just watching you do that. It was great Renee, to see you orgasm and I got to experience it. If only it was me in you. I would love to feel you inside." "Then get in me, but I am warning you, I am soft, sloppy and messy." "I can't imagine anyone else I'd rather be inside of then you Renee." Since I was hard because I watched her get herself off, I slid myself into an already lubricated hole and it was a warm, wet, and messy one. I didn't give a shit, this was Renee and I loved being with a woman I adored. I didn't bang her, I only rested myself deep inside of her, and she liked the way it felt inside of her. A large living membrane of a man she loved was inside of her. "Jim, have you ever masturbated?" I was confused, but embarrassed. "No, I haven't", I replied. "Why do you ask? I know how you feel about that anyways." I had lied, because I didn't want her to think badly about me. "I have a confession to make Jim." "What's that honey", I answered back. "Occasionally, I do finger myself and I suppose that's masturbation. I have small orgasms and I think of you and me together when I do." "Oh my god Renee, I do too and I'm sorry I lied, but I didn't want you to think badly of me either. I do it a lot and I think about you and me together, making love." "Jim, I don't think I could ever do it openly, would you?" "Renee, I'm so aroused by you I could jack off or you could stroke me right now and I'd explode all over the place." By this time, I had pulled myself out of her pussy and we were snuggling. My dick was still hard, I was still horny, and anything at this point would make me cum big time. She and I snuggled, but her hand slowly tricked down past my stomach and through my hairy patch and held my dick. At first, she didn't stroke it. She only held it! She slid her hand, slowly, up and down and up and down, quicker and quicker; then she sat up and went to suck it. Why she did that, I'm not sure. I wasn't expecting that and I was not sure I wanted her to do that. "Do you want to suck me off?" "Yes, I do. I really want to feel your dick in my mouth honey. She sucked me off and tasted it with her tongue for a while. She seemed to derive pleasure from doing that. She stopped and then laid back down next to me and kissed me and smiled as she watched herself jack me off and my ass twitched and twitched. Before we knew it, I blasted everywhere. I shot out like a cannon and she and I were full of cum from chest to thighs. It was beautiful. What was even more beautiful was that I got to rub it all over her body and then we got to take an intimate shower together and do nothing but kiss and lather one another all over. It was a beautiful intimate and a romantic day with her.