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An Unexpected Surprise

By: drucilla



Greg, my flatmate was screaming at me 'Hurry up, we're late'. Id foolishly agreed to go with Greg to a new club in Soho, where he was meeting his boyfriend of 3 months, Andy. I stepped back and looked at myself in the mirror-long straight black hair, a pale complexion, and then looked down at my low cut bodice-like top, and long black skirt. I touched up my eyeliner and applied my purple lipstick. 'Drewwwwwwwwwwwww' Greg yelled. 'All right, I'm coming, I'm coming' I screamed back. I grabbed my keys, and flew out of my room, bumping into Andy. 'shhh' he mouthed 'Eh? what are you doing here? I thought Greg was meeting you at the club?' I whispered. 

'I'm taking Greg for a romantic weekend, its a surprise' he explained. 'Have fun then' I snapped and stormed out. I skipped the lift, and walked down all 15 floors of stairs, finally stopping at the bottom to think. how come no-one ever took me on romantic weekends, AND I had wanted to see the new club, but I didn't really want to go on my own. 'oh well' I thought 'might as well go to the pit'. 

The pit is a big basement club I usually go to. As soon as I got there, I looked round for a familiar face, but saw none. I wandered over to the bar, and stood next to another lonely sod. 'A blueberry WKD please mate' I yelled at the barman, who showed me a finger, and continued groping some girl. 'Don't expect a drink for half an hour the lad next to me said, turning to face me. 'Half and hour! that's quick for in here' I joked. 'Do I know you from somewhere?' he suddenly remarked, and I looked carefully at his face, boy he was handsome

'you seem familiar' I replied, puzzled. He snapped his fingers 

'Drucilla Vertmont! Under 18 discos at the youth club' suddenly everything clicked 

'Tom McMurry! you puked over Paula' oh my god. This was the sex god I had worshiped for so long in my youth'

'Hey, you've all grown up' 

'erm, what do you mean by grown up' I retaliated. 

'well, you know, I was 15, you were 13, you seemed a, well a little young compared to Paula, AND you didn't really talk' 

'perhaps I'm too young for you to talk to now' I shot back, and started to leave. He grabbed my arm, and pulled be back to face him. I looked deep into his eyes and melted. In my subconscious I could remember all the times I fingered my pussy thinking of him. I went weak at the knees. 'Drew, I couldn't say anything like that about you now' he said, and stepped back, looking at me from head to toe. I took this chance to inspect his body. His jeans clung in all the right places, and his loose light blue shirt hid what I suspected was a well toned body. His hair was dark, and slightly shorter than I remembered. I noticed his deep brown eyes staring at my chest, and spoke 'I need a drink, there's another club down the road from here, and it has good music...' 'oh... yeah, sure, lets go' he stammered. We reminisced about old times-mostly girls he'd got off with, but I kept thinking, did he really like me, or had he been evaluating if I would be a good grope or not? Then an interesting question came up 'so, any significant other?' 'me? nah' I replied truthfully 'why not? bet you have guys all over you' 'hey! I have two black cats and a gay flatmate, what else do I need?' I joked 'anyway, what about you, got a girl on the sidelines?' 'nope, look, Drew, I've changed, I don't want you thinking I'm the different girl for everyday of the week guy I was' he explained flustered. 

'Tom, what's going on?' 

'I like you Drew' 

'I like you too Tom', I wanted to make sure he was saying what I thought he was saying

'no, I like you in this way' he said, and then kissed me firmly, but still gently. I leaned back against a wall, and his tongue slipped into my mouth. I felt his hand on my hips, and I wrapped my arms around him. We kissed passionately, then I broke it off. 'Not here' I gasped

'Where then' he whispered, kissing my neck

'My flat, its a couple minutes away'

'We better hurry up then' he grinned. God, he looked even better than he did all those years ago.

As I fumbled with my keys he was nibbling my ear, and I wasn't sure if this was really happening. Was I really taking the lad I had yearned to kiss all those years ago back to my flat. We ran into the lift and pressed 15th floor. We kissed again, our hands exploring each other. I started undoing his shirt buttons, as he planted kisses on my chest. He threw his shirt off, just as the lift reached my floor. We stumbled out like drunk teenagers, and once again I fumbled with keys to get into the flat. The door opened and I went in, closely followed by Tom. I collapsed on the sofa, and he knelt down beside me.

'lets do this slowly, I want it to be good' he whispered, and kissed me, our tongues exploring. I rubbed his toned chest, pinching his nipples, and kissing his neck. 

'God you're a horney bitch, I haven't even got me shoes off yet' he said, promptly kicking his Doc Martins onto his shirt.

'I know, I'm very naughty' I replied, licking my top lip, and kicking my boots off, to join the ever-growing pile of clothes. Tom slipped his arms underneath me, and I lifted up, as he pulled the zip down on my top. He discarded it, and slowly pulled my skirt down, reveling inch by inch of my lace covered mound.

'God your beautiful' he whispered, and started kissing my flat stomach. 'Nope, this won't do' 

'what?' I was confused, was I not good enough for him

'I said I wanted to make his special, now which is your room'

'the one with the black door'

'ok' Tom whispered 'I'll be right back'

thoughts kept rushing through my head, was he having second thoughts? but in less than a minute he returned, and picked me up, and carried me into my bedroom. I looked around, and the room was filled with tea lights and church candles. 'its beautiful, let me thank you' I whispered, and he let me down. I knelt before him, and carefully unzipped his jeans, pulling them to his ankles. Then I hooked two fingers in his boxers, freeing his semi-erect tool. I licked all the way up his 8 inch shaft, making his cock fully erect. I took one ball in my mouth, and slowly sucked it.

'God Drew, I need to sit down if your gonna thank me like that' he laughed, and I pushed him onto my bed. I knelt between his legs and started licking his crown. I flicked over his slit, tasting the pre-cum that had gathered. Then I took inch by inch of his thick cock in to my mouth. I heard Tom groan as I deep throated him, I sucked harder, and slid up and down on his rod.

'Drew, I'm gonna cum' he gasped, as his thick creamy cum shot down my mouth. I held the last gulp in my mouth, and savored the salty taste. Tom pulled me up to him, and kissed me, his juice flooding between us. As I started sucking his nipples, I felt his hands reach behind me, and undo the catch on my bra.

'Now its my turn to have some fun' he whispered...

To be continued...

An Unexpected Surprise



Don't get me wrong; I wouldn't trade being a father and a parent for anything in the world. But since the birth of our son, I had seen subtle changes in my wife Jenny that had, over a long, slow period of time, drastically altered our sex life.

As I escorted our young son out to the car so I could drop him off at the baby-sitters, I turned and waved as usual back towards Jenny who stood, as usual, at the front door, waving and seeing the two of us off.

Like most "young" couples, we both worked. And part of our "daily" routine was for me to drop our son off in the morning on my way to work. Jenny would now begin the process of getting ready herself, and would be the one to pickup our son at day's end.

I thought then of Rob and Susan, our friends. Newly married themselves for less than two years, but as yet without children of their own. How when Jenny had landed the new job she now had, her friend Susan had come to "our" rescue in offering her services to watch our son for us during the day. Though I "knew" Rob through association, I had not had much contact with him beyond that. Susan however was a different story altogether. Though Jenny and Susan had been longtime friends, my mornings when stopping off at their place had resulted in a very friendly, sometimes "flirty" relationship over time with Susan. I found myself looking forward to the few minutes time I saw and spoke with her each day on my way to work.

Quite often when Jenny returned home in the evening, she'd also share some piece of gossip, or something she and Susan had discussed regarding Susan's relationship with Rob. I knew from these brief tid-bits of information that as newly-weds, the Honeymoon was over. Susan had in fact confided in Jenny that she and Rob's sex-life had been far less than what it once had been. A point seemingly lost on Jenny though not on myself for feeling and empathizing with the "changes" and loss of our once passionate intimacies together. The only difference of course being, we now had a child that consumed a great deal of our free time. Though I rarely offered up advice or suggestions for Jenny to pass along to Susan, my doing so now had of course a two-fold purpose. One, since I did have sort of an attraction towards Susan, and often fantasized or imagined her in specific situations or ways, I also wanted to possibly help her in reclaiming and once again enjoying a more active and stimulating sex life. After all, when she was happy, she seemed to flirt more with me too! And secondly, if I could get Jenny thinking along those lines, passing along, offering, or discussing various sexual possibilities for improving Rob and Susan's sex-life, it was bound to have some carry-over in our own. Or at least I hoped that it would. 

The perfect opportunity for implementing our mutual suggestions and ideas came a few weeks later when a three-day holiday presented itself. Jenny's parents were traveling for the weekend and had at their suggestion, offered to take our son for the three days to allow us some time to ourselves. So with that minor obstacle out of the way, we contacted Rob and Susan and suggested spending some time together when them. Jenny had already talked with Susan earlier about Rob and I getting together for a round of golf. A good way for the two of us to get to know each other a little better at least, But the primary reason for getting the two of us out of the house, was in allowing Jenny to have the opportunity to have a chat with Susan and see if there was anything that could be done from that end.

As it turned out, it was one of the best moves we'd ever made. Several unexpected surprises awaited us all that would change things around drastically for the best.

On Friday, as it turned out, Rob and I had a great time together playing golf. We got to know one another a lot better, and found we had many of the same likes and dislikes as well. We joked, candidly discussed our wives, and spent the time becoming what I knew would make us very close friends. We knew that Susan and Jenny had also gotten together in the morning as they typically had done on other occasions. But I also knew what Rob did not, was that Jenny's main purpose was to come up with something in her discussion with Susan that would prove to be an unexpected sexy surprise for Rob, hopefully sometime soon. Little did I know just how profoundly that meeting would also change and wonderfully impact our own relationship.

I had arrived home after dropping Rob off at his place. Jenny met me just inside the door and I could see she was excited about something.

"How was golf?" She asked. Though I sensed her question was more rhetorical in nature. 

"Great. We had a good time I think. Rob and I are alike in a lot of ways," I added.

"Yes, I know." Jenny said, and I saw what I knew to be the mischievous little twinkle in her eyes and the quirky little smile on her face when she had been up to something. She was dying to tell me what she and Susan had discussed, that much I did know. Not wanting to delay her telling me any longer either, I played along and asked her what it was that had obviously gotten her so excited.

"Well...for starters, we're going over there later for a Bar-B-Q" she drawled out enthusiastically. "But the really exciting part is this..." And as I sat next to her at the kitchen table, listening, I couldn't help but become excited over what it was she was about to tell me.

Jenny told me how over coffee, she had coaxed Susan into telling her what had been, or had not been happening for the two of them sexually over the past few months. As it turned out, it was the typical same old routine, stress, and pressures of day-to-day living that had taken its toll. And though I thought to myself "Gee...how come this sounds familiar?" I said nothing and continued to listen to her story. 

"Anyway..." Jenny continued. "So I came right out and asked her if there had ever been anything that Rob had ever told her, was something he fantasized about, or had ever hinted at her wanting to do for him. That was when she told me, that he'd once mentioned how he'd love for her to shave her pussy for him sometime. It's something she said she's never done before, trimmed it yes of course, but never completely shaved it since she was uncomfortable with using a razor down there." Listening to Jenny tell me this had already gotten my full attention, but I now had to shift my position as I was becoming both aroused, and slightly uncomfortable situated as I was. In the next instant, I found myself asking Jenny to repeat what it was she had just said. I wasn't at all sure I had heard her correctly.

"You said you'd do what again?" I blurted.

"I told her that I'd be more than happy to help her do it, if she was willing to trust me." 

So I had heard her correctly after all.

"Oh God!" Was about all I could manage. "And then what?"

"Well, after that we got up and went into their bathroom!"

Jenny proceeded to tell me then how they had gotten out a couple of fresh razors, and the scissors. She had turned the water on in the bathtub while Susan disrobed. Jenny then placed Susan on the edge of the tub and taking the scissors, shortened her pubic hair to a point where she could more easily shave it away. I could only imagine the erotic little scene that occurred as the two of them got to work shaving away Susan's pussy hair.

"We were both so nervous, you should have seen us, giggling and carrying on like we were..."

"I wish I had seen you!" I interrupted 

Jenny shot me a quick teasing frown but she continued. 

"Pretty soon, Susan was straddling the side of the tub as I shaved her, occasionally soaping her up and then wiping away the excess with a soft hand-towel."

I heard Jenny catch her breath pausing, almost like reliving the whole entire experience in a millisecond.

"Your driving me Crazy Jenny, what happened then?" I demanded.

"Well...basically, here I was, bent over so close the way I was. I mean I could smell her...smell her aroma, her heat. I looked up briefly from what I was doing, and saw that her eyes were shut, her mouth was open and her head was tilted back. She was enjoying this!"

"No shit!" I added.

Once again Jenny shot me a reproving look.

"Though I had finished shaving her, I don't think I was ready to let go of the moment quite yet either. Curious in a way as to what had happened, what might happen I guess."

Once again I had to shift my position. My hard-on was painfully positioned at this point, and I was far from being comfortable. I noticed that Jenny's hand was once again unconsciously brushing across herself, and this in itself was erotically stimulating on top of everything else.

"After I was done, I then began to apply some baby-oil to her, I used it generously and of course massaged it into her newly bared flesh. Her lips so recently covered and somewhat hidden were now slightly puffy and thickened by the process, and I am sure by my inadvertent touching and wiping of her with the soft towel she'd become very aroused."

"Should I?" I wondered to myself as Jenny continued. And eased down my zipper.

"I was still massaging in the oil when my finger slipped just for the briefest of moments inside her. Susan gasped and I heard her say "Ohhhh yessssss!"

Zipper down. Cock free. If Jenny made a point to look, she might know what I was doing, but the angle of how we sat next to each other at the table, prevented her from knowing perhaps. And I stroked myself. Slowly.

"In the next instant I was sliding my finger up her moist slit. And it wasn't the baby-oil either; the texture was different. Her fluids were pearly-soft, wet to the touch, exciting! And I heard a low soft moan escape from her lips.

"Oh yes!" I barely breathed, the pre-cum from my cock- tip already being gathered between two of my fingers as I smeared it around the head of my prick. I couldn't help but notice that Jenny's fingers had slipped beneath the edge of the shorts she was wearing as she continued relating their experience to me.

"Ever so softly, I began to lightly touch her still hooded clitoris. Her low throated moans of approval gave me the courage I needed to continue. I was wet now too, and my own ragged breathing was soon matching hers."

"Jenny," she said almost pleadingly. I stopped; fearful it had gone too far. "Let me, let me touch you too!" Susan had said.

I was palming the head of my cock at this point, squeezing it, and enjoying the sensations I was giving myself, much like a sucking pair of lips teasing and tantalizing me. Susan's fingers, definitely exploring herself now and even with the distance separating us, I could begin to hear the frothy sounds of her juices being played with the more she got excited in retelling her experience.

"The next thing I knew, I had undressed, now each one of us naked, sitting side by side on the edge of the tub, touching, playing. We sat, looking down at each other's hands, touching the other. Susan would stroke me, caress me in some certain way, and I would then copy her stroke, her touch, and do the same back to her."

My own strokes, though still slow and soft, were full and forceful. I still continued to squeeze my cock-head on the upstroke, enjoying the sensation of a new droplet of pre-cum, using it to coat my shaft in the downward stroke like a slowly lapping, licking tongue.

"With my freehand, I reached down, spreading my pussy lips more widely for her access. Then Susan did the same. We played more directly, clitty's fully exposed, vulnerable to our touches, caress's. We began to rub one another faster, a bit harder, what she did, I did. What I did, she did. I know we were both on the same level of passion, nearing that breaking point, that place where we'd both soon go crashing over the edge."

Just as I now was listening to her tell me this hot erotic little encounter with Susan! No longer caring, my strokes no longer concealed, I played with my cock, lustfully, hurriedly. 

"My hand, my fingers, seemed to be flying over the top of her pussy, differing sensations, the feel of her slit, the flowing moisture. The hardness of her clit-nub, the folds of her lips, each stroke different, each one a new electrifying sensation, driving each of us to higher levels of pleasure. Soon, we were pussy-patting each other, hard, fast!"

Closer, edging closer now myself. That feeling, that exquisite delicious tingly feeling so few seconds away now.

"Are you close?" I heard Jenny ask me.

"Yessss. You?" I gasped.

"And then I was coming. As was Susan. I felt her juices suddenly fill my hand, she was ejaculating! I felt her female spurts gushing out, like a dam of ecstasy breaking. Her cum ran between my fingers, drenching my hand. My own orgasm triggered by this, and though I didn't squirt as she was still doing, waves of intense pleasure rolled through me, as I felt the moisture build inside me then flow from me as I came."

My first hard felt spurt shot a ribbon of white milky cream across the distance between us. I watched it fall as though in slow motion landing nearly on her breast, a second one, even more powerful than the first, joining in flight to land at her neckline above her tank-top. "Oh my God" I groaned loudly as still a third was sent flying, though far shorter in its trajectory towards my lovely wife.

"Ohhhh," I heard Jenny softly moan as she bean to shudder. I watched her head roll back slightly off to one side, saw her arching her back, her fingers fully buried plunging in and out in rapid repeated strokes as she came. "Oh fuck! She screamed, cupping her breast with one free hand, rolling and pinching her nipple through the fabric of the cotton-thin tank top she was wearing. 

Cum still oozed from my cock head, it dripped down my shaft, covering my knuckles as I continued to slowly pump myself dry. The sensation still lingering, though the throbbing had ebbed.

We sat silently looking at one another afterwards, smiling. 

"Did you enjoy that?" My wife asked.

I answered her with a lusty-evil smile on my face.

Suddenly she glanced at her watch, "David! We better get moving! We're supposed to be at their place in less than an hour and I still have a lot left to do!"

I could only sit there. Still somewhat breathless, still savoring the moment, still feeling the warm cum covering my hand and now slowly dripping down onto the seat.

"Come on. You'd better get a move on!" She urged. "Oh...and by the way, did you know that you and Rob have another common interest?" 

"Oh? And what's that?" I finally managed to say out loud.

"You both have always wanted to see two women together. So if you hurry. You just might get your wish."

We arrived at Rob and Susan's exactly on time.



An Unexpected Surprise



When I walked into the bar, I didn't notice her at first; I sat in a booth in a dark corner and ordered a drink from the waitress.

The waitress returned with my drink, and when I went to pay her for it, she said it had already been taken care of by the blonde at the end of the bar. I looked, and there was a beautiful vision, sitting on a stool at the end of the bar, in her beautiful hand was a freshly lit, long white VS-120 cigarette. God, she was gorgeous! 

At this point, I guess I should relate my attraction to beautiful smoking women, for me there is nothing hotter than a beautiful woman smoking, I love watching as they take deep drags, and that long pursed lip exhale, just thinking about it make my loins quiver. 

The goddess was wearing a white blouse, short black skirt, and black fishnet stockings, she sat with her legs crossed, and I could see far up her skirt. She was, without a doubt, the sexiest woman in the bar and one of the hottest women I have seen in a while.

I smiled and waved at her to thank her for the drink, which she returned with a demure smile and not followed by a long drag on her cigarette. I asked the waitress to see if she would like to join me to which she smiled, stood, gather her drink and smokes, and sexily walked over to my table, cigarette in hand. I couldn't help but notice her nipples, erect against the soft white silk of her low cut blouse, and the slow swaying of her breasts. She stood in front of me and asked if I was sure I didn't mind her company. "Absolutely not" I assured her and she slid into the booth with me.

After she was situated she asked if I minded her cigarette, which I assured her was not a problem. She then introduced herself as Nikki and told me she was a receptionist in the hotel and that she had just gotten off work a little while ago and had a halacious day and just didn't want to head home yet. I told her my name was Bruce and that I was happy to meet her. 

She said I looked like the kind of man she'd like to spend some time with, at first I got worried that she might be a Pro and was just looking for a john, but she quickly anticipated my thought and assured me she was not a hooker and just wanted some company and good conversation. 

As we sat and chatted and really found that we had a lot in common, cooking, the outdoors, and many other similar interests. By now she was about to light her next cigarette, to which I said, please allow me and I picked up her lighter from the table and flicked the flame at the end of her cigarette. 

After an especially long drag followed by a slow sensual exhale I unconsciously let out a deep sigh. This attracted a quizzical look from her the followed are you sure you don't mind me smoking? I once again assured her that her smoking didn't bother me one bit however I could barely focus on anything but her inadvertent sensual smoking show. 

She again smiled, but then pointedly asked then why the fixation on my smoking? I was now panic stricken... I had been caught by this beauty and felt like I was about to blow it, with her believing I was some kind of pervert. I was learning quickly that Nikki was very observant and somehow sensed my panic, to which she placed her manicured hand on my thigh and said it's OK, and that she was just curious. 

I have no idea what calculations went on in my brain, but for some reason I felt confident that she could accept my unusual fetish. With that I said; "Well I have a secret that I have never admitted before... I have a fetish for women who smoke?"

"What" she said... "A fetish as in you are sexually attracted to women who smoke?"

"Yes" I replied... 

"Interesting," she said..."I love smoking," she added, "I love the way it makes me feel and look. I guess I just never thought about it as a fetish." She pondered it for a minute, and then added, "but I can see that." 

"So is my smoking getting you excited right now," she asked? "You have no idea," I replied. 

She then started to trace patterns on the inside of my thigh with her long nails while she took a long deep drag and exhaled in front of me. As she stroked my leg, she slowly started to move her hand further up my thigh until it brushed the tip of my hardening cock which was growing down my pants leg. "My... I am getting to you," she said. Nikki's firm, warm breast pressed against my arm as she looked me in the eyes.

As she took her next drag, she asked if I enjoyed my partner smoking during sex, to which I replied, "I would, but have never had the courage to confide my fetish with any lover before." 

We continued to talk over another round of drinks, mostly our conversation related to everyday things, but every so often she would pose a question about my fetish, which I gladly answered. All the while she smoked so beautifully that my cock was now fully erect as she continually raked her long red painted fingernails across my straining member. 

I told Nikki, that I was relieved my fetish hadn't scared her away, to which she replied "we all have secrets, and that she was now getting turned on from her own smoking and knowing what affect it was having on me. I chuckled slightly say right, what secrets could a beautiful woman such as yourself have? "You'll find out, all in good time," she responded.

"Is that a promise or a threat, I quipped?" A promise I hope, she shot back. 

As we were finishing our drinks, Nikki now on her seventh or eighth cigarette since joining me said, I have never said this to anyone before, and I hope that you do not think I am being too forward, but I am very attracted to you and I would love to spend the night with you. 

I sat there for a second, stunned that this beautiful creature wanted to be with me. "I am very attracted to you as well and that I didn't find her advance too forward. I told her that I had a room in the hotel and that maybe we should go up for a night cap. And if you change your mind and wish to leave, I of course would understand. Her reply was that she didn't think she would avail herself of that option, although she hoped I wouldn't change my mind once we made it upstairs. Her comment stuck in my brain for a minute, but it faded as she lit another cigarette. 

I said I couldn't imagine that happening. With that she stood, took me by the hand, and led me out of the bar to the elevator. Arm in arm, the warmth of her body and the scent of her perfume and of course her cigarette poised between those long slender manicured fingers was really getting to me! My cock was straining against the front of my pants, my balls tight and full.

After we got into the elevator, our arms went around each other, and we kissed a long, wet, deep kiss. Sandy's tongue probed gently into my mouth and dueled with mine. Her mouth tasted of the menthol and the strawberry daiquiri she had been drinking that night.

We lingered over the kiss, and Nikki was nibbling and pulling on my lower lip and thrusting her hips against my hard tool when we arrived at her floor and the door opened. If that door hadn't opened just then, we probably would have begun undressing each other right there in the elevator, but a hotel room service waiter entered the elevator, so we got out.

We walked down the hall to my room, and I opened the door and motioned for the beautiful lady to precede me. As I followed her into the room she took a seat on the sofa in the luxurious suite. I asked if she would like a drink, her only response was do you think we will need them? 

Being a gentleman and proper host I made us two screwdrivers from the room's mini bar and said well maybe we will need some refreshment later. As I handed her the drink I slowly bent towards that beautiful painted poutty lips and kissed her slowly and deeply rekindling the desire started in the elevator. As our lips parted she asked if I would mind if she had a cigarette while we got more comfortable... as if you have to ask I said. 

Nikki took her pack of cigarettes and lighter out of her purse, she took the long white cigarette from the pack and placed it between those lips that I just kissed, her dark pretty eyes staring directly at me, I was lost for a second but then realized she waiting for me to give her smoke. As the flame ignited the end of her cigarette and she took a long deep drag, my cock started its rise. As I set the lighter on the table I again leaned towards her kissing her while her exhale went into my mouth. I was now stricken with a lust I had never felt before. As I stared deeply into her eyes I nervously reached up towards her beautiful face to stroke the cheek of my goddess. As my fingers trailed from her face my hands slipped towards her firm breast tracing circular outlines for the outside towards Nikki's growing nipples. Through the thin silk of the blouse I could feel the lace of her flimsy bra. 

Her breasts were clearly visible through the lace of the bra, and overflowed the top. About half of the aureole of her breasts was exposed. I cupped her breasts, and could feel there warmth and weight. She shivered when my thumbs began caressing her taught nipples, and her hand went to my crotch. Sandy firmly massaged my aching cock, and opened my zipper. She reached inside, and freed my aching penis.

She placed the cigarette between her lips in a sexy dangle and leaned back and began to unbuttoned the blouse, arched her shoulders, and slid it off. As the blouse came off her shoulders she took a deep inhale from her dangling cigarette exhaling directly at me as she withdrew her smoke with her hand and it trailed down to her breast moving her bra aside exposing here long erect nipple, and giving a gentle squeeze with her cigarette filled hand. 

Nikki's other hand was now back massage my raging hard cock through my pants; I was in sheer ecstasy... my wildest fantasies were now becoming vividly true, with a real life goddess. Nikki asked me to lie back on the couch and I did. She took off her bra and leaned over me, brushing my eyes with her soft tits, and then unbuckled my pants and slid them and my underwear down over my legs. After she got my pants off, took her cigarette from the ashtray and took a long deep drag as she took my cock in her hands and blew her smoke towards my agape mouth. 

She leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth, her lips gently sliding up and down the shaft, while her cigarette filled hand rubbed up and down my chest. I was in heaven, and trying desperately to focus so as not to cum too fast. Between her strokes on my cock Nikki would take another drag from her cigarette and then plunge back down on my head and shaft exhaling as she went down on me. I had never had such an amazing blowjob and with her smoking it made it 1000 times better. Just as I thought I was about to explode Nikki took her last deep inhale and squeezed the base of my cock preventing me from blowing my load. As she did, she exhaled directly into my face and said not yet baby... we have a long night ahead of us. 

Again she extinguished her smoke Nikki straddled my legs pinning my erect cock between us still clad in the black skirt and stockings and grinding her hips into mine. I slowly reached behind her and with a snap of my fingers her bra let her firm breast free from their entrapment. As she ground her hips into me I massaged her breast and kissed her deeply. I could taste the fresh smoke on her breath and my pre-cum in her saliva... the mix was intoxicating. 

As we broke our kiss, she stepped back away from me asking if I was ready for her secret. My only response was a hungry nod of my head; the amazingly beautiful woman had me completely mesmerized. I would have done anything she asked. With that she asked me to close my eyes, as I did so I heard her take a step back and she then said, if you can't handle my secret I will understand and just leave. I began to assure her that I wouldn't want that, but she hushed me and said wait before you answer. I was now more intrigued more than ever, I waited with the anticipation of a small child waiting for an ice cream cone. 

I heard Nikki take a step towards me as she began unzipping her skirt letting it fall to the floor. I then heard the familiar snap of the elastic expanding and being pulled down her legs. Nikki took another step towards me and I could smell her light exotic perfume and her musky sensual aroma. 

See then ordered me to open my eyes and she took a step back away from me... in the dim light my now refocusing eyes were trying to figure out what I was seeing in front of me just out of my reach. As I began to focus on her eyes, she waited in anticipation for my response, I looked down her body, over those beautiful breasts that I had just fondled and then down to her crotch... and there it was, swinging slowly back and forth, a big COCK! 

At first I shook my head, thinking it must be an illusion of the light and shadows, but as I refocused I knew that it was truly a cock... At first I was a bit shocked, to say the least! It was semi-erect which told me this was not a strap-on, it was an honest to god penis staring me right in the face. It looked like it would be about seven inches and thick... I had seen pictures and heard stories of the "she-males," and I must admit that I was more than curious, but had never dreamed I would meet one, and that she would be such a beautiful Woman! 

To say the least I was stunned, and she began to get worried that I was turned off, and she began stepping farther away from me. As she did she said, "I am so sorry, I should have told you, but I just didn't know how to." As she began to bend over and pick up her skirt, I said no, I understand why you wouldn't have please don't dress, I just need a few minutes to process this. 

I was so overcome with passion, before this I believed her to be the perfect lover, she was beautiful, exotic, was willing to indulge my strange fetish for smoking, and had turned me on like no one ever has. And the actions of her mouth and tongue on my cock had left me wanting to be fulfilled, and then in an instant, just as I had earlier in the evening I said I am ok with this, I am infatuated with this goddess and I have to at least see if I could make love with her. While I had never had sex with a man I decided to just let it happen.

I motioned for her to step forward, I looked into her eyes, trying to reassure her I wasn't angry and was not going to hurt her, as she tentatively stepped forward I reached up and touched a cock other than my own for the first time. As her now flaccid cock slipped over my palm I realized it felt much like mine, but maybe warmer but smooth and soft. However that didn't last long, as I stroked her she began regaining the hardness that I had seen when I first saw her cock. Just as her body was her cock, and balls were completely hairless save for a thin landing strip of pubic hair that rose about two inches from its base towards her pelvis. She was uncircumcised, and the head of her cock was swelling up out of the foreskin, purple and moist. I brushed it back and forth in my hand almost but not quite examining it like a doctor. As it grew I began lowering my lips towards the now bulging head of her fuck stick. Nikki placed her hand on my cheek and asked are you sure you're of with this? I grinned and said well I guess we all have our secrets, even if we didn't know about them. We both laughed and she took a step closer to me and I felt the tip of her cock slowly cross my lips... I told myself well there is no going back now... As she slid deeper onto my tongue, I could taste the slightly salty taste of the drop of pre-cum hanging from the hole. It was delicious, and I found myself wanting more, so I slipped it into my mouth.

As I began to suckle her I slowly tried to figure how to orally service this strange cock, just as Nikki had done to me minutes before. I tentatively cupped her testicles in my had, and gently massage them.... and ran my tongue over heard purple head and in her piss slit as she had done for me. Nikki's hard cock as now at its full length and thickness and I had now idea how I was going to get more than a few inches in my mouth, but with a little coaching from Nikki, I was doing quite well taking a good amount of her hot cock in my mouth. I wasn't able to deep throat her as she had done me before but then again this was my first cock. 

As I sucked her, Nikki was in ecstasy, moaning lowly and calling my name... yes Bruce, I love your mouth on my pussy stick... oh baby, that's it... mmm... Daddy, that feels so good... Just as I was getting the hang of sucking her cock, Nikki reached over to the end table and withdrew a long white cigarette from her pack. Since my hands were otherwise occupied, Nikki lit her own smoke... the flick of the lighter rekindled my own passion and my now semi-erect cock began to inflate once again... 

Nikki smiled at me and exhaled directly into my face now servicing her hard cock... as she did she opened her legs and said play with my ass baby... now this is something I had done before, although with a genetic woman. So now I took one of my hands from around the base of her cock and used the saliva that had been built up from my up and down motions on her cock and began rubbing it gently around her hot little rosebud.

Taking a breathe I suggested we switch places so that I could fully please her... As I stood Nikki stepped into me kissing me deeply with her cigarette hand resting on my cheek. As we kissed, I felt another sensation, that of Nikki's hard cock sliding up against mine... again I sighed... as I thought about how beautiful this woman was and how much I wanted to please her... I knew she could please me... she had proven that by bringing me to the brink earlier. 

As our tongues thrashed in some superiority dance our cocks slid back and forth with each other driving us both into a complete sexual frenzy. As Nikki stepped backwards into the luxurious sofa, I again took her in my hand and hungrily moved my mouth towards her hard cock... As I did, Nikki took another drag on her smoke exhaling into a cloud above her head with a deep moan. I then began my learning on pleasing another cock, I took her deep in my mouth and sucked harder and softer, while running my tongue over her head. 

I also once again began playing with her ass... now that she was sitting I had full access to her wanting hole... I also began kissing and licking down her thick shaft and on to her bells while I continued to pump her with my other hand. 

After taking each one of her balls into my mouth and rolling them around with my hungry tongue, I moved my mouth to that area where her pussy should have been... when I ran my tongue up and down her non-existent slit she cooed and moaned deeper. I know went for her bud... again I have tongue the ass of a lover before... but this one I wanted more than any lover before. 

My finger spread her man pussy open and my tongue lightly danced across and around it, with little darts into her in recesses her hips began to wriggle... after minutes of this Nikki, gasping and pleading begged me to fuck her... "I want to have your cock up my hot boy-pussy", she murmured as she pulled me towards her opening lips... by now Nikki had forgot about the cigarette in her had which had burned almost down to the filter... As I approached her lips she took one last drag and exhaled directly into my mouth, as we broke our kiss smoke drifted from both of out moths and she put out her smoke. With her hands now free she reached around her spread legs and grasped my raging member and drew it towards her open hole... between my ministrations on her hole and the slick pre-cum leaking from my own cock there was more than enough lube. 

Nikki looked deeply into my eyes and said now push into me slowly please... it has been a while sense I have had something this size in me. As Nikki guided my hard cock towards her hole I pushed gently while she bore down and opened he man-pussy for me. As she let go my cock was drawn into her like a conveyor was pulling me in... Each time I withdrew she repeated the process until I was deep in her to the hilt... In my entire life I have never felt anything as tight or lovely as this woman's ass... it rested to allow her to get used to the wanted invader, gently fondling her tits and kissing her. As we kissed Nikki said OK baby, give me what I want, fuck me baby... fuck me. 




An Unexpected Surprise



It was a night late in February and all of us working at the college radio station had invited our friends, acquaintances and various people from the business to a big party. Lots of people, lots of music, lots of fun but less of people to help out, thus, the major part of the staff had to work their fair share in the bar, at the turntables and the door. 

I was just in the middle of my last pass for the evening -- bar service -- when Nick planted himself at the other side of the disk. Nick was the main photographer for our college newspaper, but also a DJ in his own right, sometimes doing work for us at the radio station.

"Hey, how is it? Nice party you're throwing tonight -- hand me a beer will you! Oh, and before I forget my manners completely -- Valerie, allow me to introduce John. He's an old friend of mine, and not too shabby at the turntables himself. I'm sure he could teach you a trick or two."

I shifted focus to John and registered a dark blonde, blue eyed, reasonably good-looking guy with steel rimmed glasses on the other side of the bar. I nodded a greeting towards him.

"John, nice to meet you. What can I get you?"

"A beer, no make that two, bring the other one and yourself over to our table when you finish. We're right over there."

I smiled to myself as I turned to get the beers. Yet another flirting guy, they had been everywhere this evening, must have been something in the air. Went over as my pass ended, sat down next to them, talked a while. He was a nice guy -- easy going, interesting. As the night went by he invited me up on the dance floor and like most DJs I knew he had a good sense of rhythm and was quite the dancer. 

Time went by quickly in his company and as the night wound to a close John drew me in to a quiet corner by the restrooms. I felt his fingers lightly move over the neck and further down over the collarbones.

"I want you to come home with me."

"Mhmm. And what if I said I need to help the others pack up and can't go with you just yet?"

"Well, then I'd pick you up right where you stand and take you home anyway. Come on, I know you want to leave too."

A few moments hesitation, thinking it over and then nodded back in response, too interested in him to leave it at that. Went to get my coat and headed for the door with his arm around my shoulders. It was cold outside and at his invitation I crawled in with him underneath his coat while we were waiting for the bus. Inside we found a nice secluded spot in the back and John pulled me closer so I could rest against his shoulder. 

Leaned against him his hands had full access to me and soon they found their way in under my shirt, stroking, caressing. My arm rested lightly over his lap and I felt him grow harder under my wrist. His voice raspy and hot in my ear. 

"Mmmm. I like what I feel. Can't go any further here even if I'm dying to, or I'd get us both arrested for indecent exposure."

I felt my body respond to his hands and words, my breathing heavier than normal. Caught a glimpse of myself in the dark window, cheeks flushed and mouth slightly open. My stomach tickled and I was curious to see where this night would end.

A quick walk from the bus stop got us to his apartment and once inside he stopped for a minute to turn on the stereo on low volume before leading me into the bedroom. He quickly pulled off the clothes from my upper body, removed his shirt and let his hands run over my chest and stomach, paused at the top of my jeans, unbuckled the belt and opened the top button. I sat down on the bed and watched him remove the rest of his clothes. 

Still only semi-hard he already hung low on the thigh, even in that state thick enough to rival the full hard-on of other guys I'd seen. I swallowed without thinking about it, honestly a bit taken aback by the view. He must have caught the look on my face as he paused and sat down on the bed beside me.

"Are you OK?"

"Yeah, well... I guess 'slightly shocked' kind of covers it... I'm kind of new to this..."

He looked puzzled for a while and when he realized what I meant I could almost physically see the reaction in him.

"Wait a minute... No way this is your first time together with a guy? It's not the impression I get from how you act and what I've seen so far tonight..."

"Well... Yes and no. Sure, I've been with other guys before -- just never all the way..."

I felt embarrassed trying to explain that even if I had played around to my heart's content I had not yet found myself in a situation where I had wanted to take it farther than mutual groping, licking and kissing. He listened, seemed to think for a while and then replied.

"To be honest -- if I'd known I wouldn't have asked you to come home with me. Sure, I've done this a couple of times before -- but... Well..." 

He nodded downwards.

"For a first time I'm probably not the smartest choice you could make. You decide for yourself how far you want to take it tonight, OK? I would try to make it as comfortable as possible for you."

A mischievous smile crossed his lips.

"Because I'd lie if I said I didn't want you badly. I've wanted you all night."

He pulled me closer and started stroking the back of my neck. I felt the muscles relax under his hands and eventually we ended up side by side on the bed. He removed my jeans and underwear and continued working his hands all over my body, stroking, caressing and massaging, finally finding their way in between my thighs. I saw the smile when he felt how slippery I was.

"So far, so good..." 

I raised myself up on one elbow and placed one hand on his stomach. Traced the outline of him with my fingers. Then let my hand slide down to the base and took a firmer grip around him, beginning to milk him slowly. It felt heavy, soft skinned, hot from the blood inside and I discovered my fingers barely closed around the shaft. I felt a small quiver inside -- equal parts fear and arousal. He gently pushed me down on the bed again and shook his head. 

"Let me take care of you first. I'll come eventually - one way or another. Just relax and enjoy the ride for now."

With those words he moved lower on the bed and kissed me lightly just above the knee. His mouth traveled further up the thigh until I felt his tongue sliding in between the lips. He knew how to use it -- long lazy strokes the length of me, small swirls, occasionally using the stiff tip of his tongue inside of me. Before long I came -- bucking up against his mouth and gripping the sheets below me. After my breathing calmed down a bit I pushed myself up on one elbow again.

"Uh-uh. Don't get up; I'm not finished with you." 

I heard the teasing tone in his voice and saw the smile on his lips -- he seemed to enjoy himself. He pressed one finger against my lips.

"Open up - I want your mouth around my finger."

I opened slightly and sucked on his finger, wetting it. He removed it and a moment later I felt it slide into me. Two fingers on my lips - I knew what to do and felt the salty taste of myself as I opened up and sucked them. Seconds later I felt the tips at the opening, sliding in again. 

His fingers pressed up against my stomach, as the thumb massaged the same spot from the outside. The steady rhythm, mimicking the rhythm from the stereo, took me closer and closer and just before coming a second time he pushed his fingers hard up against the front wall and held them there. My whole lower body contracted with the orgasm and I felt warm, sticky liquid run out of me. I still shivered as he withdrew the fingers and let them slide between the wet lips.

"Good girl. That's what I wanted to see."

Out of the corner of my eye I saw his shadow on the wall, distorted and grossly out of proportion. Felt that same surge of curiosity and slight fear as before, more tinged with curiosity now. The question rolled off my tongue without thinking.

"Just how big are you compared to your fingers?"

"Quite a bit longer, and somewhere between three and four of them taken together."

I saw the barely concealed smile. Knew that he too understood that I was curious and relaxed to the point that stopping here would leave me disappointed. That thought and the memory of how he felt in my hand intensified the mix of emotions -- arousal, excitement, butterflies and those heavy, jittery, warm waves from the last orgasm. I had to clear my throat before I could speak.

"I want you tonight. This feels good, you make me feel good."

He smiled again, leaned over and pulled out condoms and lubricant from the drawer on the nightstand, then pulled two of the pillows on top of each other. He patted on the pillows and motioned me to place my hips on top of them.

"More comfortable for you and easier for me."

He kneeled beside me, rolled on a condom and placed a generous squirt of lubricant on the very tip. I caught another glimpse of the shadow as he moved in between my thighs -- hips thrust forward, head bent down, mouth slightly open, one hand on my hip, the other positioning him at the opening. 

As he moved around to find the right position it reminded me of his fingers and beneath the cool lubricant I felt the underlying heat from the accumulated blood. He pushed a short bit into me and I involuntarily clamped down around the head. This felt entirely different than his fingers, fleshier and more substantial. 

"Try to relax; the tenser you are the more it will hurt. Close your eyes if it makes it easier for you and tell me if I need to stop."

I nodded, closed my eyes and took a deep breath. As I exhaled I felt his hands on my hips and his weight leaned in towards me. The stretching became even more pronounced as the head moved deeper inside and the wider rim hit the opening. I winced as the sensation switched from just stretching to pain. His fingers moved over the sides of my stomach.

"It's OK. I'll stop here for a while and we'll take it from there. Just tell me if you want to continue. There's no rush and no need to go on if you don't want to."

His voice sounded strained, despite the reassuring words. I took a few more breaths and tried to relax while exhaling. Looked him in the eyes, mouthed "go on" and nodded. He leaned into me again, a bit more weight behind this time, pushing his hips towards mine, slowly moving a bit deeper. Then all of a sudden he hit bottom hard and fast and a quick, hot pain made me tense up and instinctively try to pull away. The hands on my hips held me still and he leaned over to kiss me.

"Shh... Sorry if that hurt you, baby. Didn't mean to go so fast for the last bit, it just came through quicker than I expected. Just lie still and the worst will go away in a little while."

He stayed still inside me, fingers again moving lightly over my stomach. Little by little I started feeling and enjoying the fullness created by having him inside me. Felt it all the way from the opening to way past where his fingers had pressed up against me. He tried a few short strokes in and out and I held my breath as he touched parts inside that sent shivers down my spine. 

Pulled back a bit longer and moved back in with a little more power than those first tentative strokes. It felt good, but I also felt raw inside with a slight burning still left behind. Saw his eyes close and head move back as he started a steady rhythm, moving with a bit more speed and force.

"Oh God, this feels so good."

"John..."

"Yes?"

"Sorry, but it's a bit too painful to go on..."

"Sure. Don't worry -- I've already said it -- I'll come eventually one way or another."

He slowly pulled out and I winced as the edge of his head caught the opening on the way out. 

"Next time will be easier, trust me -- even if you find another guy like me. This is why I said I wouldn't have taken you home if had known. I don't like hurting women... It's not always a blessing to look like I do."

The grimace on his face was part sad, part proud.

"Must say you surprised me though. You're deep even if I didn't believe so from how it felt at first. I was almost in all of me and that doesn't happen every time."

His arms stretched out towards me and I crawled up against him. Head on his arm, back towards his chest, one of his arms around the waist. Searched a bit with one hand and pulled him up between my legs. Still hard, still hot from the blood inside. The warmth itself felt soothing and I felt another surge in my stomach -- knew that I would have wanted more than what I got.

"Just want to feel you close, even if I can't have you inside me."

His arm pulled me closer to him and I felt his lips on my neck. The tone in his voice was only half-joking. 



An Unexpected Surprise



My lovely Asian Wife is always concerned that I am able to cum when we make love. She feels that when we engage in fantasy role play this will help me to cum much better, longer and stronger than if she performs oral sex with me. Also, as part of the fantasy role play, she likes it when I tie her up, completely restrain her, and include sensory deprivation as part of our fantasy role play lovemaking.

For her, she finds that I cum stronger and last longer if I cum in her small little rosebud. And, I have to admit, I do have a much more powerful ejaculation when I come in her rectum.

She likes to fantasize in our role play that she is being attacked by a burglar (me) who has stripped her, tied her spread-eagled and face down on her stomach on the bed, and has gagged her with a panty, placed tape over her mouth, put cotton balls over her eyes and then tape over the cotton balls, and stuffed cotton into her ears. Just her telling me this makes me get hard.

Since this is her fantasy, I am very eager to oblige.

Yesterday afternoon, I walked up to my wife while she was in the Kitchen and said to her "want to be ravished?" Immediately she turned around said "let's do it now." I told her to wait in the kitchen and then come into the bedroom in about fifteen minutes. While she was waiting, I prepared to make her fantasy come true. However, I had an unexpected surprise for her- Ginger.

As my wife entered the bedroom and being ready and in disguise, I grabbed her and clamped my hand over her mouth, telling her to "keep quiet." I then shut the door and with my hand over her mouth, I told her "don't do any stupid. I am just here to rob you. But first, I need to make sure you are restrained and secured so you can't escape and summon help." Do you understand? Nod your head if you understand." She nodded her head. "Good, I said, now I am going to take my hand off your mouth. Don't scream." She did as told. "Now, I want you to go get the following from your drawers: two clean panties." She did as told. "Next, I want you to go to the bathroom and get four cotton balls." She again did as told. "Now hand those over to me." She gave me the panties, and the cotton balls. "Now, I want you to take off all of your clothes, and then go lie face down on the bed, on your stomach, with your arms and legs spread out." Again, she did as told. 

With her nude, face down and spread eagled on the bed, I began to restrain her.

Using the duct tape I already had with me. I tightly taped each of her wrists and ankles to the four corners of the bed. Then, I picked up the panties. "Open your mouth", I told her. She did as told. I shoved the panties into her mouth and then applied tape over her mouth to hold the panties in place. Next, I placed two cotton balls over her yes and secured those with tape as well. Then, I took the two remaining cotton balls and placed one in each ear. 

Looking at her being helpless, fully exposed and sensory deprived made my cock start to get hard. 

Now, with her fully restrained and unable to speak, see or hear, I removed my clothes and my black ski-mask.

I climbed on top of her and began to slowly rub my now hard cock over her pussy and rectum. While I was doing this, she began to moan and mew through her gag and squirm against her restraints.

I could tell she was enjoying having my cock rub against her small puckered rosebud as her moans and mews became louder and louder. 

Just as I started to press my dick against her rectum, I stopped. Immediately she started to moan and mew as if telling me she wanted me to continue.

However, I had a surprise for her. I took a piece of cut ginger and placed it in her rectum. Immediately, she began to squirm, moan and mew with more intensity. She struggled, mewed and moaned through her gag and began shaking her head from side to side. I just watched with delight as the ginger was doing its job. Her body was shaking and she was bucking as the ginger continued to remain in her rectum for at least ten minutes. During that time, I saw she was having multiple, small orgasms. All of a sudden, her body began to violently shake with a huge, final orgasm and then a huge wet patch began to appear under her body. 

When she stopped shaking, I removed the ginger root from her rectum and then removed her gag, blindfold and restraints. She then slowly got up, turned to me, and gave me a big hug and a passionate kiss. "This was the most intense and earth-shattering orgasm I have ever had", she said. "I loved it. From now on, I want our fantasy role plays to always be this way."



An Unexpected Surprise



I pull into my driveway cursing myself under my breath for my carelessness. I can't believe I've misplaced my wallet! I was sure it was under the driver's seat the last time I saw it.

I had been on my way to hang out with friends and had driven 20 minutes to my usual gas station planning to fill my tank when I realised it was missing and had to head back home to look for it.

But what the fuck is this? A strange car parked in my driveway? 

My heart starts racing instantly. Palms get sweaty.

I kill my lights and park a distance from the house. I slip out of my car and ease the car door shut quietly. Using shadows around the house I slink to the back door and enter the house as quietly as I can.

In the living room I see two almost empty wine glasses. There is porn showing on the flat screen television. There on the screen Jada Fire is riding the shit out of Lex Steele's dick,

My brain does the calculation in my head -- strange car outside when I'm not supposed to be home plus two wine glasses plus porn showing on television equals... HOLY SHIT! "Oh no this bitch aint getting her freak on with another dude in our muthafucking house!" I mutter under my breath.

I pull a nightstick out of the hall closet thinking to myself, "If's she's giving some no good son of a bitch the business in my fucking bed then so will I!" 

As I approach the bedroom door I hear a loud smack of skin on skin and my lady's voice squeal in delight, "It's so fucking big!"

My heart stops beating and I start to tremble with rage. I can't believe the nerve of this bitch! I hear the sound of her loud moans over the bed creaking noisily and I hear her again, "Spank my ass and put that sweet dick in me, Baby!"

I can't stand it anymore! The rage boils up in me like water in a kettle. I try the doorknob slowly with trembling fingers -- it's unlocked. I raise the nightstick over my head yelling as I push the door in hard that it slams against the wall behind it.

I hear two loud gasps and the sight before me freezes me like a statue.

My lady looks up at me standing there frozen with the nightstick held high above my head ready to kick ass and take names. The initial look of shock disappears from her face and is replaced by a wicked smile. 

She's wearing my favourite red and black lace crotchless lingerie. She's on her hands and knees. Kneeling behind her is a statuesque Amazonian beauty with long wavy jet black hair and big full perky tits.

She's wearing a leather corset which exposes her tits and her caramel skin glistens. This exotic beauty is also wearing a strap-on and had clearly -- until the moment I had busted in like the SWAT team, at least -- been giving my lady the business! From the sound of it she'd been rocking her world. She still holds a handful of hair gripped firmly as her face breaks into a stunning smile.

Clearly the look of confusion on my face screams for an explanation. "Looking for that?" my lady purrs at me while pointing next to the bed on the nightstand. Following her finger my eyes rest on my wallet! "I eased that out of the car to make sure you'd be back," she says in a low sexy voice. "I didn't want you to miss all the fun."

"Matt, meet Sabrina." The name "Sabrina was moaned in delight as the Amazonian beauty chose the moment my lady called her name to stroke her deep with the strap-on.

Clarity finally starts to dawn on me -- she'd set this all up! I was speechless! I realize my mouth has been hanging open gawking. Finally I stammered an awkward "Hi" to Sabrina. I became vaguely aware of my dick stiffening at the beautiful scene before me.

Sabrina picks up a rhythm with her strokes and gives me a naughty smile while my lady groans and grips the sheets. "Hey, Tiger. Wanna hop up on this bed and stick your dick in my mouth while I fuck the shit out of your bitch? She tells me you got a sweet dick and I've been dying to taste it!"

I finally realize I'm still holding the nightstick so I drop it and begin fumbling with my belt and zipper. Sabrina licks her lips and smacks my lady's booty as she drives the strap-on home deep. Looking into my lady's eyes I can see she's on the verge of a massive orgasm. Finally I find words to sum up all that I feel and say to her, "Andrea, I love you!"

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An Unexpected Surprise



"Is she still there," Jimmy whispers in my ear as his cucumber sized dick continues to slowly slide in and out of my vagina.

The trembling of my thighs and the pounding of my heart as I picture in my mind what our nineteen year-old daughter is looking at now has me on the verge of hysterics, and I suspect Jimmy feels just like I do too. Isn't it every couple's greatest fear that they might be caught making love by their children, and yet, as my pussy slowly slides up and down my husband's nearly eleven inch cock, fear is the last thing that is on my mind. I'm excited to the point where I don't know how long I can carry on this charade any longer, and I would bet money that Rachael is getting tired of it too.

When she came home from college last weekend I could tell there was a pronounced difference in her, and as she walked around the house in a t-shirt that obviously was way too short, I couldn't help but marvel how much being away for her freshman year had impacted her. Gone was the shy skinny little mouse that always covered her body as though she was ashamed of it, and in its place was a confident young woman who appeared more like a Victoria's Secret model strutting around the house as though we were her selected audience taking in every bit of her sultry young body.

It was very apparent Jimmy was anyway, and every night as I peeled the sheets back, guess who was waiting for me with his dick hard as a rock. The fact it didn't bother me that the reason he was so turned on was because of our daughter certainly wasn't lost on either one of us. The truth is we've been fucking every night since she's been home, and I can't believe that we're the only parents who have benefited from the sight of their supple young daughter's parading around the house virtually naked, but I wonder just how many have taken it to the level we're at now. 

But the reality is that we're not the ones who are responsible for her standing behind us now, she is, and as I struggle to keep this slow laborious pace that Jimmy is keeping as his cock splits me wide open again and again for our daughter's benefit, I'm reaching the point where this little show we're putting on for her is becoming unbearable. For two nights now she's entered into our carnal world uninvited, and daughter or not, my need to get not only Jimmy off but also myself is becoming almost painful. Last night when I caught her reflection in the mirror as I rode Jimmy's face with my vagina full of his semen, I didn't know how long she had been standing there, but tonight she's been standing there since the very beginning.

I'll admit that I've always had a voyeuristic streak in me, and all the young maids who have walked in on me and Jimmy fucking can certainly attest to it, but this is different, and the fact all three of us are completely captivated by what's happening just makes it all the more erotic. I guess it's the aspect of forbidden desires that just aren't supposed to be indulged that makes it all the more stimulating, after all, I'm sure a lot of men would love to have their daughter's standing where Rachael is now.

The feeling of Jimmy's powerful hands literally spreading my ass wide open sends a tremor throughout my entire body, and as I have to deal with the vulnerability of being so exposed in front of another woman, the thought that all those years of dieting and exercise has kept me looking closer to Rachael's age than my own. But every woman still has those nagging fears about losing their figure, and as my vagina is slowly being impaled stroke after stroke, I feel my confidence soaring as Jimmy starts to acquire the familiar rhythm that will make him cum inside me. 

"C'mon baby, I want some cream," I say as though her presence isn't even an issue now. 

I'm just too excited now to care about her anymore, and it's not like we're doing anything wrong either, she's the one who has chosen to watch us fuck, but of course the fact we're both enjoying it so much hasn't been lost on her either. A part of me wonders if it's the size of her father's penis that has her eyes riveted to what we're doing, after all, I'm sure there aren't many boys she's ever come across that could match him for length and girth. I know the first time I saw his dick I was absolutely scared to death, and even as he tried his best to talk me into letting him slide it into me, all he got was hand jobs and my pussy rubbing against him for the first few months. But eventually I caved, and so did my pussy, I still remember that fear that he was going to bottom out like it was yesterday.

"You're just so fucking tight," Jimmy says totally uncaring now that we have a spectator enjoying our most intimate interlude now.

The sensation of his finger rubbing my ass-hole nearly makes me want to faint, and the fact that she's the one who has intruded on us is quickly becoming very liberating for me. I still remember that young Spanish maid who just stared in amazement as Jimmy's cock fucked me for ten minutes straight, and then I so casually lifted myself off of him and sucked him until he shot all his sticky cream down my throat. I guess the two of us have always had a kinky side to us, and there are a lot of young maids out there that wouldn't argue that statement either. 

"Pump me baby," I moan as his finger slips inside my ass-hole.

This is how I like to fuck, a finger in my ass and a giant dick stretching my pussy, and all as my daughter is taking in every salacious moment too. She's just like all those young girls that could only watch in awe as we put a show on for them, and the look on their faces as their own excitement overtook their young bodies was just such a thrill in itself. I think we had a reputation after a while as the thirty something couple who liked an audience, not that we did it that often, but it was truly such a rush when we did do it. 

He's not going to be able to last long now, and twenty years of meticulously draining him has taught me all the signs that he's about to ejaculate. But now the question is whether or not I want it in my mouth or pussy, but I doubt even if I wanted to get off of him that I'd be able to do it, and truthfully, I want her to see just how much semen her father is capable of shooting inside me. All the times I've strained my neck looking in the mirror as his sperm smeared organ slowly slid out of me is what she's going to witness in just a minute or two, and I wonder exactly how it's going to affect her. There was that one time where this gorgeous young black maid simply stripped out of her clothes as my pussy hemorrhaged semen in front of her, and before I knew it, she was sucking Jimmy's cum out of me like a starving kitten.

"I can't last much longer," is all he says as he buries himself all the way inside me.

Rachael has to be soaking wet by now, and as all she see is her father's balls as proof of what we've been doing, I can't help but wonder where this is all going to lead. As kinky as we are we're certainly not promiscuous, and that one and only time where I let Jimmy fuck that Nubian princess because of the pleasure she gave me has been the extent of our erotic adventures. The truth is we both like to fuck in front of young girls, Jimmy for the obvious reason of teasing them with his big dick, but for me, I'm still not quite sure why it turns me on so much. 

"She still there," Jimmy whispers in my ear like a child who got caught doing something naughty as his organ unleashes its torrent of cream deep inside my womb. 

I think of all the things we do sexually together this is actually one of my favorites, and since we've discovered the advantage of using a camera mounted on the computer, the sight that is filling Rachael's eyes is one that I never get tired of seeing. How could I? It's what I call the afterbirth of our lovemaking, and as many movies that I have ever seen, our home made videos are by far much more erotic than the faked cum leaking out of some young girl's pussy or ass. There's just something that's so erotic too, and the fact more adult sites like xart are now trying to capture this magical moment tells me we've been years ahead of everyone else.

"Oh my God," I hear Rachael say so softly as the full extent of just how much semen her father pumped into me suddenly makes itself apparent to her awe struck eyes.

Jimmy's always been able to ejaculate a shot glass worth's of semen out of his giant dick, and those first few times as my hands became lathered with his cum both shocked me as well as ungluing me too. Of course now I always expect a full dose of my baby's cream whenever his monster starts squirting, and I'm sure Rachael's fingers are no doubt rubbing her tiny knob as her disbelieving eyes watch cool whip clumps of semen leaking out of me. I'll just slowly let Jimmy's cock slip out of me as the cavernous wound his enormous organ has inflicted on my poor vagina becomes apparent to this skinny little slut standing behind me now. She's the one who's ventured into our domain, and just like all those teenage maids in Florida who I teased mercilessly, the fact she's my own daughter doesn't matter anymore. I'm just too turned on now to consider anything other than getting off, and I have a suspicion she's in the same predicament as I am. 

"That was a good one baby," I say as Rachael and I make eye contact for the first time.

I can't be the only mother that's had her daughter walk in on her while she's fucking her husband, and the fact Rachael didn't just walk in just ads to the eroticism of this moment too. But of course most girls would flee in embarrassment as their eyes revealed to them something that isn't supposed to be seen, but not Rachael, and I have a feeling she's goanna be staying for the whole show. The look in her eyes and her panties wrapped around her ankles tells me she's just too enthralled with what's happening to leave even if she wanted too.

"My turn," is all I say as I slowly start sliding up Jimmy's chest with my coochie full of his cream.

I still remember so vividly the first time Jimmy lapped my pussy filled with semen, and even though I blackmailed him into it by not letting him fuck me again until he met my demand, he's become addicted to the taste of semen and pussy juice mixed together so exquisitely deep inside my vagina. The truth is we've both become enchanted by the allure of that salty cocktail, and his ability to shoot such massive amounts of semen just keeps us coming back for more. I doubt most men capable of doing what is probably thought of as a homosexual act, but Jimmy's certainly not gay, and twenty years of riding me can attest to it too. 

The low moans my ears pick up from behind me tell me that another young girl has fallen under the spell of what we've offered too her eyes, and as I lower myself down onto the waiting lips of my lover, I know my orgasm won't be far behind either. I can't explain why, but as I turn and look at my own daughter furiously rubbing her tiny knob, I have a feeling this is just the beginning of something wonderful.

       *

I still can't believe what happened last night, and if it wasn't for the fact Jimmy was there too, I would have thought it was just some kind of erotic dream. But it wasn't a dream, and as my trembling hands react to the sight of the person responsible for what happened to us, my eyes can't help but look at her as more a potential lover than my own daughter. At 5'7 she's nearly a clone to me physically in so many ways, we're both nearly flat-chested too, and I've often wondered if my near adolescent body is one of the things that drives Jimmy wild as he grows older. After all, all he has to do is imagine some skinny teenage tart is sucking his dick as my mouth drains him of his cream.

I'd be lying to myself though if I didn't acknowledge just how drawn I am too her young nubile body, and her long thin legs and tiny hips make her look just like the girls Jimmy masturbates to on his computer. I'm sure most wives would never allow their husbands to engage in such an act, but I guess I've never been threatened by all the sultry young girls spreading themselves wide open for the camera. The truth is it excites me to see him jerking off, and even though he's now escalated his viewing habits to include full-fledged fucking scenes with those young girls, I have to admit that I'm just as drawn to them as he is.

"Good morning," is all I can say as I watch her walk around the kitchen in her tiny t-shirt.

It's so apparent that I'm looking at her much differently now, and the stirrings between my legs merely confirm it too. That time Jimmy and I ravaged that beautiful young girl together is a memory that is playing over and over again as my eyes feast on this gorgeous young creature in front of me. The fact she's my own daughter doesn't matter now either, and the reality is that she's the one who let the Jeannie out of the bottle, not me. Whatever the reason was for her intruding on our Island of carnal delights, she had to know the possible consequences of what might happen if she was discovered. 

"Where's Daddy," is all she replies as the fact she's not wearing any panties becomes evident. 

She's so bold, and even her tiny tits are standing at attention, I wonder what exactly happened to her to make her come out of her shell the way she has. Truthfully, I don't want to know either, but that's just the mother in me talking, but this is who she is now, and I might as well take advantage of it. Too bad Jimmy isn't here, I have a feeling that big cock would be fully erect too, and who knows what might happen if the three of us were to lose control together. 

"He's at the shop," is all I can utter as I'm feeling myself being helplessly seduced by this skinny Lolita standing in front of me. 

I think that both Jimmy and I so thoroughly enjoyed ourselves with that young black goddess a few years ago, but the fear of STD's and Aids always kept us from duplicating that magnificent moment again. Surprisingly, I loved the taste of another woman's vagina, and after Jimmy filled it with semen, I shamelessly sucked it all out of her too. But that's the problem with anything carnal, once you've tasted it, the need for more of the same just keeps building inside you. At least Jimmy has the release of jerking off to images of the young girls he'd like to be fucking, while all I can do is deny cravings within me that just keep building inside me day after day.

"How'd you sleep last night," she asks as she slowly peels the plastic covering on the yogurt container. 

The thick white creamy like substance instantly resonates between my legs, and as I watch disbelievingly as this young vixens tongue licks every morsel off the spoon, all I can think of now is watching her do the same thing to her father's penis. God forgive me for what's going through my head now, but the truth is I'm not the one orchestrating what's happening now, even though I'm certainly not objecting to it either, but I'm sure that fact isn't lost on her.

"Blissfully," is all I can think to reply.

"Me too," is all she says as I continue to watch her mouth give a blowjob to the surrogate object that both of us are fully aware of what is going on between us now.

"There's nothing like the taste of thick salty cream sliding down your throat," I say as it's becomes apparent that we're both enjoying this sultry moment together in a way a mother and daughter aren't supposed to. 

I wonder why that is too; wouldn't you think that maternal instincts would include teaching your daughter about the pleasures of your body? Perhaps thousands of years ago when families lived together in such tight quarters it wasn't an issue like it is now, and the sight of a couple making love was accepted as something that is just a part of everyday life. I think the Catholic Church has played a major role in portraying what I think is a beautiful union of two loving people into something dirty and obscene. How can anyone say what Jimmy and I did last night was anything other than an act of beauty?

"This must be the wrong type of cream, it isn't salty," she says as she dips her fingers into the container and draws them out slowly and licks each digit as though it were a dick smeared with cum.

"If you're interested, I think I know where you get some," I say as the trembling of my hands reveals to both of us just how affected I am by what's going on between us.

"I'm interested," is all she replies as she continues to lick her fingers so seductively.

       *

"What's going on," Jimmy asks me as the sight of Rachael walking around the house in a tiny top and thong that makes it apparent to him that there's obviously been a major shift in her behavior since he's been gone.

I can't exactly explain what happened as she and I sat together this morning, but we started talking to each other more like two girlfriends than mother and daughter. The transition was just so incredible too, and I guess when I heard her use Jimmy's name in place of Daddy when she said how she couldn't believe how big his dick is, all I could picture was that young black girl licking me between my legs as she brought me an orgasm I'll never forget.

"We went shopping for some new clothes, that old t-shirt she wears just has seen better days," I say as I know his pants are already getting very tight with what his eyes are showing him. 

It truly was incredible how quickly the chemistry developed between her and me as we picked out tiny thongs and tops that would drive her father wild. And of course all the questions about what it feels like to be impaled on such a large organ bonded us in a way only but a few women could ever understand. The fact I'm willing to share my husband with another vagina makes me feel vulnerable, but since it's my own daughter's coochie Jimmy will be sliding into, that fear of him choosing another over me is easily negated. After all, every man dreams about being with two women, and for me, this is the perfect solution.

"She's almost naked," he whispers in my ear.

He's right about that, the small top that barely covers her tiny tits is only accented by the black micro-sized thong that makes her look like one of those girls he likes jerking off too. I'll admit that her 115 pound frame intimidates me a little, and at 41 I struggle to stay under 130, but that's just the difference between a young girl's body and a mature woman's. But the truth is I am very intrigued by the thought of seeing her tiny cheeks spread wide apart as Jimmy's eel slides inside her, and so is she. 

"Look at this way, at least you don't have to jerk off any more sitting at the computer," I say totally shocking him with what I just said.

This has to be every father of a teenage girl's dream come true, and although it's never mentioned in polite society, every woman whose being pumped like I've been for the last week knows full well where the new found amorous behavior of her husband has originated from. I'm certain many do, but I doubt if only but a few will be able to accept the gift their daughters give them. There's just that fine line that divides moral and immoral behavior in most people's minds, and luckily for me and Jimmy that's not going to be an issue with Rachael. The look in his eyes now says it all as far as I'm concerned, and the erect nipples on her tiny breasts betray her attitude as well.

"Why don't you go take a shower," Rachael says as she bends over and retrieves the yogurt container from the refrigerator.

The look on Jimmy's face as she dips her finger into the creamy substance and then shamelessly uses her tongue to lick the semen like morsel off her finger is one that mirrored my own just a few short hours ago. How could she possibly have transformed herself into such a short time from the shy little girl to the sultry creature standing in front of us? I can only hope she didn't screw every boy at school, and if she did, once Jimmy slides his monster inside her she'll know the difference between a boy and a man.




An Unexpected Surprise



"It's not salty Mommy," she says fully blowing Jimmy's mind even more now.

"Maybe Daddy knows where we can get some," I say as I let my hand slide down to his already bulging pants.

Too bad there can't be a movie made with what's happening between the three of us now, and even though I've seen a few of the Taboo movies, the sex was always so obviously contrived. But what's going on now isn't contrived, and the sheer sexual energy being released is as powerful as any narcotic too. I can sense things about this union that the three of us are voluntarily surrendering ourselves too that is going to bring passion to us that I never even imagined possible.

"Please Daddy, do you know where I can get some of that special cream Mommy keeps telling me about," she says as her tongue continues its attack on her sticky finger. 

       *

"It's so big," Rachael says as she climbs onto the bed and straddles Jimmy as his cock beckons to her vagina in a way that makes it inevitable that she'll be able to resist it much longer.

I remember this is exactly how I did it the first time, and as much as Jimmy tried to get me on my back and start pumping me, my self-preservation for all my internal organs demanded that I be the one who would dictate just how deep his monstrously large penis would penetrate me. Of course, it seems almost laughable now how afraid I was back then, but for me at that very moment I was just as afraid as Rachael is now of having something that big sliding inside her. But once I slid down its entire length and had my poor teenage pussy stretched to its very limits without any pain, I totally surrendered myself to the boy with the biggest dick I've ever seen.

"It's OK honey, Mommy is lubing it so it'll slide in without any discomfort," Jimmy says like a father who is preparing his daughter for some sort of sporting event for the first time.

As my hands works their magic with the long thick organ, the realization that in only a few seconds my own daughter's vagina will be sliding down her father's penis is just starting to sink in. You would think some sort of maternal alarm would be going off in my head, but the truth is I want to see to see her pussy slowly being filled with a dick that just seems too big to fit inside it. I'm not afraid either of her being hurt, after all, if a baby can slide out of our womb, then certainly a big dick should be able to slide into it too.

"You know that the best part about this lube is the fact that it tastes good too," I say as I move my hands to her clean shaven vagina. 

Maybe I'm old fashioned, but I think a little hair on a girl's pussy is kind of sexy, but then again, my pussy doesn't have any hair on it either. I think it probably takes ten years off of some models, and even though Rachael is nineteen, she still has the body of a barely legal nymph. But that's partly why Jimmy's cock is so hard now, and I hope for her sake he jerked himself off in the shower, otherwise, my baby's vagina is going to be filled with cream as soon as he starts fucking her. 

"You mean you can actually swallow it," she says in a voice that reveals just how much my fingers are doing to her overly sensitive vagina as I prepare it too be impaled by her father's cock.

"You'll see for yourself," is all I reply as she positions her tiny hips over the waiting serpent.

"Just take it slow," Jimmy says in such a reassuring voice that I'd swear we were anywhere else but what we're doing now. 

"Oh God," she moans as the head of his penis starts to open her well lubed lips. 

I'd love to just push her down the full length of his dick, but the reality is that she has to do it for herself. Of course, once she's reached his balls, it'll just be a matter of a few seconds before Jimmy just starts slamming her like he does me. I'd be lying if I didn't admit that there's a part of me that is jealous about what is happening now, and the thought that if only we had a son, I could be fucking him in front of Jimmy just like he's going to be doing to Rachael in a minute or two.

"See, I told you it wouldn't hurt," Jimmy says as the head of his penis slowly disappears inside the tight little hole that my eyes are staring at almost disbelievingly.

"Mommy," Rachael says reaching out for my hand as Jimmy starts to rub her tiny tits. 

"Just take it slow baby," I say to her as the quivering of her thighs tells me she's struggling desperately to take tiny bites out of the enormous organ that is slowly burrowing itself ever deeper inside her. 

Like mother like daughter is all I can think as I remember how I did exactly what she's doing right now, but once I bottomed out against his balls and felt no discomfort, I let him fuck me as hard as he wanted too. The truth is I wanted feel that big dick stretching me wide open, as much as I was excited giving him hand jobs and rubbing my pussy against him, I just had to see just what would happen when he actually slid inside me. I think he was more shocked than I was at how my need to have him stretching me soon became almost a daily occurrence. Luckily for me that back then he was capable of ejaculating three or four times a day with ease. 

"Half way there," Jimmy says as the temptation to just pull her down and bury his entire length deep inside her must be straining all his self-control.

"It's unbelievable," is all she manage to say as Jimmy puts his hands under her arms as if rescuing her as the muscles in her thighs begin to fatigue.

"Just a little more baby and you'll have it all inside you," I say as she is only an inch or two from being filled completely.

As young as she looks, the truth is that I was the same age she is now when I first got my pussy filled by Jimmy. No doubt my mother would have had a fit if she was standing where I am now, but then again, there's no way she would have been able to enjoy this moment the way I am now. I can't explain it either, but the fact Jimmy and I are both captivated by what she done to us tells me we're not the only parents who have come under the spell of their teenage daughter's raging hormones.

"I did it Mommy, I did it," she screams out as if she were back in grammar school after scoring a goal on the soccer field.

"See, I told you it wouldn't hurt," Jimmy says as he tries to keep his composure as his penis is being squeezed by vaginal muscles that are clearly taking a toll on him. 

A part of me wonders if my pussy is as tight as Rachael's, after all, I did have a C section, but then again, Jimmy has been fucking me hard for over twenty years now. I'd be curious to ask him too, and since I finally gave into his pleas about fucking me in the ass just a couple of years ago, I wonder how both my naughty holes stack up to the one he's inside right now. It's probably vanity on my part I know, but to a woman, a tight pussy matters when it comes to pleasing her guy.

"It has to be right here," Rachael says pointing to her belly button as she tries and estimates exactly where the large organ is located inside her.

The low moan coming out of Jimmy as Rachael fidgets with where she thinks her father's cock is makes me almost want to burst out laughing because of the way she is so naively driving her father wild. I know he wants to start pumping her, but this is all so new to all of us, and it's like there has to be some sort of etiquette as to when the time is right for him to pull her down and start slamming her. It'll just be a minute or two I'm sure, especially since Rachael's pussy is bound to want the same thing as Jimmy's cock.

"I'm sorry Daddy, you want to fuck me, don't you," she says as I literally watch her face transform from a sweet little girl into one that mimics the young models that he jerks off too.

"You're so tight baby," is all he can reply as he grabs both her arms as though she were a rag-doll and pulls her down towards him.

"Oh my God, Oh my God," is all she says as his cock pulls almost all the way out of her and then slowly slides back in until just his balls are showing.

Like a giant piston slowly gaining speed I watch as all the videos I have ever seen pale so completely with what I'm seeing now. I don't know if it's because it's my own daughter, but the excitement I'm feeling is unlike anything I have ever experienced. Even with that skinny black girl there wasn't this rage that is building inside me, and lord knows how Jimmy and I used her so shamelessly too, but this is altogether different as far as my vagina is concerned. I sense no moral boundaries either, and that kind of surprises me. 

"Is it as good as you thought it would be," I ask her as I let my finger start to caress the outer lips of her tiny anus.

"Yes, yes, yes," is all she can reply as Jimmy's cock starts picking up speed. 

As hard as it is for me to keep my objectivity, there's just something about what my eyes are witnessing that tells me how truly phenomenal the act of making love really is. I know all the videos I've ever seen are just actors and actresses fucking for the camera, but this is different, and even as Jimmy's large hands ever so gently open Rachael's tiny ass, it's done with such gentleness that is never seen in any of the sex videos I've ever seen. Maybe because it's father and daughter that the dynamics seem so different compared with even how he fucks me, after all, even with his dick buried deep inside her, she's still Daddy's little girl.

"Fuck me like you fuck Mommy," she says as if reading my mind.

Truthfully, this is what I want to see, and as Jimmy's hands spread her ass wide open, the low moans coming out of her as his finger slips inside her ass tells me she and I have a lot in common when it comes to fucking. A big dick relentlessly scraping the inside of a near virgin pussy is what I'm watching now as my own fingers start the process that will bring me my own orgasm as well. I doubt Jimmy will have enough gas in the tank to take care of me too, but the show he's putting on now is definitely worth it as far as I'm concerned.

"Daddy likes young pussy," she says taunting him as if the need to make him fuck her even harder is what she's after now.

I wonder how many other wives out there get off like I do watching their husbands masturbate to images of young girls like I do. There's just something about those skinny near flat-chested bodies spreading their bald pussy's for the camera that excites me just as much as it does Jimmy. Of course, once he found that website that actually had all those Lolita's fucking and sucking those equally gorgeous young boys as well, we both got off to those succulent creatures no older that Rachael driving us to orgasms that were always a prelude to a great night of non-stop fucking. 

"I can't last much longer," Jimmy moans as I can only marvel at the sight of his giant organ appearing and disappearing as if by magic from the depths of his own daughter's vagina.

As much as I tried to enjoy this moment when he was fucking that skinny nymph a few years ago, I just couldn't detach myself away from them like I have now. I guess it has to be the fact that it's my own daughter that is being impaled now that is allowing me to step back and literally enjoy with her all the pleasures that her young body is being inundated with now. After all, this was me twenty plus years ago, and everything that's happening to her is exactly how it happened to me too. Well, almost everything, my mother would have freaked if she saw that big dick nearly splitting me in two the way Rachael's pussy is being molested.

"C'mon Daddy, shoot all that salty cream in me," she says shocking me with both her language and the fact she locked her mouth onto his as I'm sure their tongues are no doubt locked together in a way that will make him start squirting any second now. 

The sudden burst of energy out of him tells me the shock of French kissing his own daughter is yielding rewards that I wonder if Rachael consciously was aware as she lowered her lips onto her father's mouth. Perhaps I'm over analyzing everything down to the minutest detail now, but it just seems strange that she chose this exact moment to kiss him as his dick racing towards ejaculation. Strange thoughts indeed at a moment like this, but I'm a stickler for detail and now I'm intrigued by the thought my sweet little girl maybe much more experienced that I gave her credit for just a few minutes ago.

"Oh God," Jimmy moans as he buries his dick all the way inside into what is truly Mother Nature's Achilles heel to all mankind.

"That's it baby, pump it all into her," I say as both their mouths are locked again as Jimmy's venom fills his daughter's womb with his sticky cream.

The telltale white droplets oozing out of Rachael's tight little hole are the first signs I see of their first consummation together, and no doubt many more to come too. And as I watch as Jimmy's cock begins its victory march of long slow strokes in and out of our daughter's vagina, I'm just astounded that at no time have I felt any sort of guilt or moral trepidations of any kind about what they just did together. If anything, the thought of sucking her until she screams out in an agonizingly euphoric manner is what is going through my head now. But I suspect my lips will have to wait till later to claim its prize, she'll certainly will want her father to clean her traumatized hole of all the nasty nectar he just pumped into her. 

I don't why it is that this scene is so rarely captured in any of the sex videos I've ever seen, for me, it's the afterbirth of making love that makes it so special. Jimmy winces sometimes when I say that, but he certainly has no problem with feasting on it after he's filled me with his seed. I guess that's the difference between making love and fucking, but then again, some of my friends at work find it revolting when their husbands cum in their mouth. Luckily for me my baby's semen is a taste that I absolutely adore, and I'm sure Rachael will soon agree with me too.

"You want some of Daddy's cream Mommy," she asks me as if reading my mind again.

Ever so slowly and seductively she lifts herself all the way up and allows the massive spike to slip out of her, and as I stare at what was once a virgin like orifice just a few minutes ago, the sight of the cavernous opening with a thick white substance acting as a seal instantly resonates between my legs. I've never seen anything like this either, and even in the videos where one girl will lick the other's hole after it's filled with cum, they never take the time to show the absolute beauty of this moment in a way that it truly deserves too. I'm not sure if Jimmy jerked off in the shower by the amount of cum that is slowly starting to slide out of her, if he didn't, he certainly deserves a medal for being able to withstand the punishment that a nineteen year-old pussy is capable of delivering.

"C'mon Mommy, you know you want to taste it," she says as Jimmy's hands act in concert and spreads her tiny ass wide open.

I feel like a vampire being tempted by the sight of the delectable nectar that is being offered to me now, and even if I wanted to deny myself this special treat, I suspect my vagina would overrule any such argument that my mind might offer. But of course I have no such reservations, and as I lock my mouth onto my daughter's vagina as if giving it mouth to mouth resuscitation, I'm immediately struck with both the tastes and fragrances of something altogether new to me. It's not like I haven't tasted my own pussy after Jimmy fucked me, but this is different, and even as my nose is feasting on her virgin anus, even that is taking on a an unexpected pleasure too.

"Mommy likes the taste of my pussy," I hear her say as I my tongue laps her swollen hole of all the spicy morsels that it can reach.

She's certainly right about that; and I certainly never gave it much thought before, but as my tongue enthusiastically licks her young pussy without restraint, the thought of just her and I pleasuring ourselves is beginning to take root. In a way it would almost be comical too, first Jimmy would fuck me, and then he would steal himself away to slip into her room to do her as well. Then when he returns, I would take my leave and feast on the remnants he left behind for me to feed on. Or, we could do without Jimmy altogether and just deliver orgasms to each other again and again as only a woman truly knows how to do. 

"Give the rest to Daddy," I say as force myself to relinquish my hold on such a tasty treat. 

"C'mon honey, slide that pussy to me," Jimmy says as his still rock hard organ surrenders itself to my mouth to be thoroughly scraped clean of any salty morsels left behind.

"You goanna make me cum Daddy," is all she says as she slides her skinny body up to her father's waiting mouth.

"As many times as you want honey," he moans as her still cum filled vagina is lowered onto his waiting mouth.

       *

It's been three weeks of undeniably the greatest sexual pleasures that I could possibly ever imagined happening in one life time, and as Rachael and I walk through Stop&Shop now, the stares from both the young and old men is fueling the fires that are burning between my legs. Jimmy calls us his T-Mobile girls because of how closely we resemble that skinny model in the commercials, and as secure as I thought I use to be about my own body, the fact I've starved myself to try and get back my teenage form just shows how much I'm enjoying this new life that's been delivered to me. 

Maybe it's just my imagination that I'm feeling more noticed now, after all, I still wear my typical drab skirt that is three inches below my knees. But then again, the fact I'm not wearing any panties certainly makes me feel naughty, and truthfully, it's a feeling that I'm rather enjoying right now. It's as though no one would dare suspect that this Sandra Bullock clone who is dressed more like a woman twenty years her senior is actually a fire breathing near nymphomaniac. I guess that's the beauty of stealth, and the fact my friends at work say how much I resemble that Hollywood hottie just makes me even hornier.

"Can you believe Daddy is bigger than most of those," I hear Rachael say as we stand in front of the bin containing all the big green cucumbers.

Jimmy's the only lover I've ever had, and it wasn't until I heard other girls talking about the size of their partners penis's that I knew how truly special he really was. I measured him one time out of curiosity, and I was so startled by the fact that he was nearly eleven inches in length. Just the thought of knowing something that big was sliding into me seemed so unbelievable, and the added fact of it being as thick as my forearm just made me appreciate how lucky I was to have him as my lover. He could easily do porn movies if he ever sent a demo in I'm sure, and as long as I'm his only partner, that idea kind of excites me a little. 

"We're both so lucky," is all I say in almost a whisper.

The reality is that Jimmy and I are the lucky ones, I'm not saying our sex life wasn't good before, but the added element of having such a young girl join us has catapulted our love making to a level I doubt few have ever encountered. Of course it goes without saying that the fact our new sex partner is our own daughter is probably the most important ingredient to our newly discovered pleasures, and she's oh so willingly too. I can't think of how anyone could coerce their own child into joining them forcibly, and thank God Rachael was the one who initiated all of this with us. If she didn't, there's no way Jimmy or I ever would have, and I have no doubt about that either. 

"You feel their eyes," she whispers to me as I notice two young boys undressing me with their eyes that just makes the thought of going home and getting naked with her and Jimmy all the more urgent now.




An Unexpected Surprise



If only someone could make a movie replicating the passion that exists between the three of us, of course, the fact that it's because of the very nature of why we can reach such levels of pleasure is why it will never happen. That movie Taboo tried but failed so miserably to depict what really happens when a parent and child willingly copulate, and I'm sure even if we told our story to sex therapists, they'd all be united with how emotional damage and feelings of self-worth issues would haunt Rachael later in life. But they'd be as surprised as we were when she finally explained what brought her to our bedroom that first night, and I seriously doubt she'll ever have experience any negative ramifications in the future either.

As sweet and naive looking as she is, both Jimmy and I were somewhat shocked as she described her first year of college being filled with alcohol and sex parties. I guess the allure of finally being consenting adults was just too much for most of them to resist, and even though she said she wanted no part of them, she soon found herself succumbing to urges that she just couldn't resist. To hear her say that she and her friends would fuck all night, and then despise themselves for what they did until the next round of illicit pleasures were offered to them was a revelation to us.

The truth is that our pony-tailed princess likes to fuck, and she figured that if she continued on the course she was going, her plans of getting a degree with honors just wasn't going to be possible. There just wasn't enough time to study and party, and as all her friends were dismayed when she decided to transfer back home and attend the local university, but the reality was that she already hatched her plan of how she could maintain that high that sex brings without affecting her ability to study and maintain high grades. Of course she needed the cooperation of her big dicked father, and all the times he stole glances of her when she would wrap herself in a towel after taking a shower assured her that he wasn't the one that was going to be the problem. 

As for her thinking about how I would react to react to her little plan was very simple, she knew full well what a horny slut I was, and it was just a matter of setting the right tone that would win me over too. I guess she knows me better than I know myself, and as she paraded around that first week home in that tiny t-shirt, the sight of her father's sweatpants bulging and my nipples sticking out assured her just how right she was about me too. I guess it merely confirms just how much power those tight assed teenage princesses wield when it comes to anything sexual.

"I'm so wet," is all I can manage to reply.

It's funny how I've struggled so hard to understand why I'm so drawn to what is happening with the three of us, and yet, it's always been right in front of me too. When I was young girl I teased my brother Tommy incessantly, and since we both hit puberty almost at the same time, our hormones were always in perfect sync as our bodies were being ravaged with urges neither one of us quite understood yet. It was all so harmless too, a short night shirt with my bikini panties being exposed was about the extent of it, but the truth was I'd always masturbate after exposing myself to him. Thank God he didn't expose himself to me, otherwise, I'm sure I would have responded in kind and we no doubt would have ended up fucking each other's brains out. Back then there was no understanding like there might be today, so I guess when I saw Rachael shamelessly teasing her father, all those old memories hit me right between my legs.  

I think one of the unexpected benefits about what has happened between she and I is how close we've become, and not just as a mother and daughter either. I guess there's just so much less boundaries where intimacy is involved, and let's face it; for a woman, other than being spread wide open for our annual gyno exam, getting fucked by a monster cock in front of a member of our own gender tends to be very liberating. The truth is I enjoy feeling her eyes on me as Jimmy's dick nearly splits me in two, and just as equally I adore watching her slender thighs feverishly working to keep up with the demands such a large organ requires out of her young body. 

Last night as she rode him shamelessly in front of me,and then he all of a sudden rolled her on her back as though she were a stuffed animal and started fucking her in the missionary position. I'd be lying if I didn't say it's was one of my favorite positions too, and the thought that he did it so he could tongue her mouth as his dick impaled her again and again in front of me both angered and turned me on at the same time. All I could do was watch his dick and balls doing the dance of love in another pussy as my fingers furiously rubbed my clit, and I realized just how much I enjoy watching his cock do its damage to such a young vagina. There's just something almost mystical about seeing a dick as big as Jimmy's squeezing into such a tight hole, and when he started ejaculating I just couldn't believe my eyes.

You would think that in all the years he's been fucking me that I would have gotten used to getting my pussy filled with his semen, but the truth is there's a distinct difference between being fucked and pumped full of cum as opposed to just watching as his dick fills another vagina. To say I was mesmerized as thick globs of mayonnaise like substance oozed from Rachael's vagina as Jimmy slowly slid his dick in and out of her captivated me in a way that frankly I never expected possible. I've seen hundreds of videos where a sperm filled vagina was captured releasing its salty treat, but nothing came close to what I saw last night.

The other element that was going on as his penis and her pussy were surrendering its creamy load, the both of their mouths were passionately locked in a kiss that just added to the sensuality of what I was seeing. The reality is that's what he and I do after he cums inside me all the time, but to witness him doing it to our own daughter made me furious, that is until the unstoppable rage between my legs forced me to accept the offering of what was oozing out of Rachael's tight little hole without hesitation too. I lapped her like a kitten would do to a saucer of milk, and then my tongue made her moan out like a little slut as her orgasm smothered her skinny body.

Jimmy of course is in heaven, and as he's able to twirl us around like rag-dolls with his dick buried deep inside us, I can sense a side of him coming out that I never knew existed. He's likes to dominate, and with a dick as big as a cucumber, I can certainly understand why. But I like to dominate too, and between my mouth, pussy and ass-hole, I can reduce him to crying like a little boy if I wanted too. Of course I'd never do it, but I have a sneaking suspicion Rachael would if given the opportunity. All she'd have to do is say Daddy you're hurting me and he'd pull his dick out of her in a heartbeat. 

"Me too," she whispers to me as we're finally able to break free of the sight of vegetables that I'm sure most women fantasize about just like we do.

      *

"I can't take anymore," Rachael says as she climbs off of Jimmy in frustration because she was unable to get him to ejaculate inside her. 

For almost twenty minutes he's pounded her like he does to me, and all her little tricks to make him squirt failed so miserably too. He's starting to develop the ability to withstand the assaults our pussy's are having on him, and even the skinny vixen's tongue frantically intertwining with his just got her fucked even harder for her efforts. I suspect that he's jerking off in the shower, and I'm going to have to start bathing with him like I use too so he won't wear the two of us out. But unbeknownst to Rachael, I have a secret weapon that her father has no antidote for, and I'm about to use in front of that skinny slut for the first time too. 

"You're turn baby," he says so confidently to me as Rachael looks almost bewildered by what just happened to her.

"You forget who you're dealing with," is all I say as I slowly lower myself down his entire length in one smooth movement.

"Another nice tight pussy to annihilate," he says as I can tell how much he's enjoying this game of making both of us work to get his dick to surrender its tasty treat.

"Who said anything about pussy," I reply as I lift myself up and aim his evil serpent at my already lubed anus.

The panic in his eyes betrays the fact he has virtually no resistance to the power of my overly developed sphincter muscle, and suffice it to say that I can literally squeeze his dick so hard that he usually can last only a matter of a few minutes if that's what I want to do to him. I don't know if it's an age thing or not, but after numerous times over the years of trying to take his dick in my ass, after I hit thirty-six, it just slid in one day as though we'd been doing it for eons. Let's face it, every guy loves fucking a juicy pussy, and Jimmy certainly is no exception either, but what most of them really crave is finding that nasty girl who will take it up her ass. I guess there's just something so decadent about it that they all find so irresistible, and the fact I haven't done it in front of Rachael is a surprise I've been keeping for the her, and of course myself as well.

"You can't be serious," Rachael says as she gets up and kneels on the floor behind me.

"Thought you saw everything, didn't you," I say to her as I feel the head of his cock slipping inside my ass.

The cold hard truth is that as much as I love getting my pussy pounded, I've discovered that there's nothing like a nice soothing massage to the inside of my bowels. At least that's how I characterize what Jimmy's cock does to me internally, and even though I know he'd love to fuck me like those nymphs in the videos, he knows better than to slam that giant eel in the one place that I'm physically vulnerable. The thought of hemorrhoids or a possible rupture is something we've discussed, and he knows full well what I'd do to him if he ever did just start fucking me like he was in my pussy. 

"We haven't done this in so long," he says in a voice that tells me just how excited he really is by the prospect of shooting his load deep inside my ass.

"Good girls fuck, but bad girls take it in the ass," I say trying to keep my composure as nearly eleven inches of pleasure is slowly filling my lower intestines.

I think Jimmy was shocked that first time he slid all the way inside my ass, and so was I for that matter. But the fact it didn't hurt was such a relief that I nearly forgot it was actually inside me, but Jimmy knew, and when he started to try and fuck me like he does my pussy, I simply clamped myself so tightly around his dick that he started squirting almost immediately. At first I didn't know why my insides were burning so profusely, but it only took a second or two to decipher with my brain what my bowels already knew. The red hot jets of semen bouncing off my insides was like a soothing bath for the neglected sister of my vagina, and once she tasted the salty cocktail of love, she wanted it just as much as her overrated slutty vaginal sister.

"Oh baby, you know how much I love fucking you in the ass," Jimmy moans like a little boy who's just been rewarded with his favorite treat.

"He's too big for me," Rachael exclaims as my ass-hole slowly devours its prey in front of her disbelieving eyes.

"It takes time for your body to be able to adjust to something this big," I say as I realize that I've taken his entire length inside me now.

"But the girls in the videos do it, and they're all about my age," she replies as though trying to convince me she's capable of handling such a monster in her tight little puckered hole.

"Have you ever looked at their faces as they grimace in pain as some guy is just pumping them as though they were just a piece of meat," Jimmy instantly responds shocking me with just how attuned he is to keeping our baby girl safe from her own desires. 

He's so right too, with very few exceptions virtually every girl I've ever watched getting fucked in the ass has that faked smile for the camera, and for the very few that do like it, you can tell just how much they're enjoying it too. I guess it's just one of those things that you either love it or hate it, and like I found out, loving it just can take longer than expected. But once that first salty briny liquid starts washing your insides, pussy fucking is just an option that doesn't always have to be the first choice. 

"But this isn't just any piece of meat, is it baby," I say shifting the focus back to where it really should be now.

"I can't believe how you're squeezing me," he moans out as I tense my love muscle to punish him for what he just did to Rachael. 

"I don't want you to fuck her like that anymore, she's too young," I say scolding him for the way his dick just molested our baby girl. 

This is so incredible, here I am with a humongous dick up my ass and my maternal instincts are worried about how he just dicked our daughter in the same way he's been fucking me for years now. It's funny how certain parts of our behavior is just a part of our DNA, and even though I loved watching him fuck her that way, another part of me just felt overly protective of her as he tossed her around like a little rag-doll as his dick just kept bottoming out inside her.

"Don't be mad Mommy, I wanted it too," she says as if reading my mind. 

"Well, you have to be careful with Daddy, once his dick slides inside you, he's just goanna keep pumping until either you're worn out or he is," I say with my eyes clearly glaring at him in such a way that he knows this isn't just some little tart he can hump without thinking about who is at the other end of his giant organ.

"I know that," he whispers as he pulls me down toward him so he can't start sliding his eel in and out of my ass.  

"Long deep strokes baby," I say as my arms straddle him as my lower body is rejoicing for all the pleasure it is being treated too.

I've never seen a video where the girl is being penetrated the way I am now, and even though I've seen hundreds, the reality is the director isn't going to waste his time on pleasing his female actor. All there interested in is what I can only describe as being brutalized sodomy, and the looks on virtually all those young girls confirms it too. I doubt there's any consideration for pain or discomfort either, and as long as the dick shoots its creamy load in her ass, that's all that's matters.

"Can I rub you Mommy," Rachael whispers in my ear.

I tried a few times to rub myself when Jimmy's been fucking me like this, but I just couldn't balance myself with one arm. But the thought of her sticky fingers massaging my clit as my ass-hole opens and contracts on my husband's love muscle just seems too good to be true. Why haven't I ever seen a video depicting such a scene? It's passion at its highest level too, but of course that's not what most men want to see either. They'd all rather see some young girl Rachael's age getting fucked by one or two guys with dicks' as big as Jimmy's.

"Rub Mommy," is all I can say as Jimmy instantly picks up on what I want him to do as her fingers molest my tiny bud.

She's probably been fingering herself for years now, and just like every other teenage girl out there that knows the pleasure that tiny knob can deliver, and she's honed her skills to perfection. I remember all the times I'd be right on the verge of feeling that wave of ecstasy beginning to smother me, and the thought of Tommy opening the door and catching me always brought me my best orgasms too. I guess there's just something about incestuous desires that is just too irresistible to both boys and girls when they first get that high from their overly active hormones.

"Oh God," I cry out as she's already has me feeling the effects of a rapturous encounter with an orgasm that I can feel building deep inside me.

"That's it baby, squeeze my balls with your nails," I hear Jimmy moan out as I realize this little vixen is bringing both of us to the enchanted land of unthinkable pleasures. 

"You're so good," I literally gasp as both my ass and clit are conspiring against me in a way I've never felt before.

"I can't last much longer," Jimmy moans out in a voice that matches my own from the pleasure he's being treated to now. 

"C'mon Daddy, shoot all that cream in Mommy's ass," I hear her say as if she's a million miles away.

"Give it to me baby, I want that fucking cream now," I scream out as I feel my bowels being bathed in hot semen as my own orgasm body slams me in a way I've never felt before.

"I'm cumming baby, I'm cumming," he moans out all too late with telling me what I already know.

"Aren't you glad I walked in on you," Rachael asks as my body continues to quiver from what has to be the best orgasm I've ever had.

"Maybe every girl should do it to their parents," I say wondering if indeed we've come across some formula for parental success that's been overlooked because of the negative label associated with it.

"I'm sure a lot would, as long their father's have a dick as big as a cucumber," I hear her respond as I realize what we have here is just two pussy's that are thrilled to death with what they've stumbled upon. 

"Of course, we're just letting you join us so you can get good grades," Jimmy says as he pulls me down kisses me in a way we haven't kissed in so long now. 

"That's it Daddy, good grades and a big dick is what is going to get me through college," she says as I feel Jimmy's cock slipping out of me.