0 comments/ 17314 views/ 1 favorites Doug By: yourslavegirl I’ve been watching him for three years now. When I first saw him, I didn’t know his name, nor did I care. He was just an exquisite piece of eye candy. Then, in the first semester of my sophomore year, a miracle happened. He had psychology with me. There I learned that his name was Doug. But I still just wanted to look. I sat two rows back from him, and I would keep my eyes locked on his tall muscular figure as he sat sideways in his chair. He spent every class drawing in a sketchbook and sweeping his dark brown hair back from his face. I watched him everyday and waited for him to look my way. When he would happen to glance my way, I made sure to look disinterested while I crossed my legs or delicately sucked on my pen. The more time I spent in the same room with him, the more I wanted to fuck him. Of course I knew that it was horribly unlikely, but I liked to dream. One Saturday toward the end of the semester I was in the computer lab doing research for psyche. The entire lab was empty except for me and two Computer Services volunteers. I was having trouble finding what I needed so I really wasn’t paying attention to anything around me. Suddenly, I noticed that someone was sitting next to me. All I could think was, “What the fuck, this whole place is empty and this moron has to sit next to me.” I took a cursory glance at the person, and my heart started to race. It was Doug. He smiled at me. “We have psyche together. When I saw you in here, I figured we could do our research together.” I was so stunned I couldn’t speak. He started to look at me as though I was crazy. “Uh, yeah,” I stammered, “I’m…“ “Valerie,” he finished, “I remember. And you already know my name.” I was completely surprised by his knowledge of this. “I have to be honest,” he told me, “I’ve been noticing you all semester. I would even draw you in my sketchbook during class. I also noticed you looking at me.” I blushed. He smiled, “Do you wanna go get a cup of coffee? I mean I know we have work to do, but I don’t think I’d be able to get anything done.” “Yeah, me neither,” I replied. We went to the coffee shop on campus and sat at a booth. Instead of ordering coffee, we just talked. I was incredibly turned on just by being near him. It wasn’t long before my pussy was dripping. I kept my legs crossed under the table so that he wouldn’t smell my arousal. After ten minutes or so, he leaned across the table. “Are you as turned on as I am?” he asked quietly. I nodded, blushing. “I could fuck you right here,” he whispered. He took my hand in his and stood up. “I know the perfect place,” he said leading me from the coffee shop. To my surprise, we ended up at the library. “We can’t do anything in there,” I told him, concern rising in my voice. “Trust me,” he replied. The campus library is huge and he led me all the way to the back of the first floor. There we came to a door that I had never noticed before. Beyond it was a stairway that led up to the second floor. “I didn’t even know this was here,” I whispered. “Not many people do,” he told me. The stairs led up to a small hallway. It was open like a balcony on the left side and we could see down into the first floor of the library. The right side was lined with doors. Doug produced a key and opened one of the doors. The room was like a tiny office. He quickly closed and locked the door and began to kiss my neck. I could feel the bulge in his pants as he pressed himself against me. His hands moved swiftly over my body as he pressed his mouth to mine. As we kissed, we began removing clothing. He picked me up, and I was able to briefly savor the feel of his hard naked body against mine. Then he sat me down on the desk. I stared as his huge cock as he stood in front of me and tried to prepare myself for the fuck of a lifetime. But then he dropped to his knees in front of me. “God, your so wet,” he whispered as he stared at my glistening pussy. Then he moved closer and gently licked my hairless labia. I moaned and moved my hips forward. He ran his tongue up and down, cleaning the overflowing juices from my skin. “Please fuck me,” I moaned, “Please, Doug. Now.” He continued licking for a moment longer. Then he stood, and kissed me hard. As he forced his tongue into my mouth, I could taste my own juices on his lips. He teased me by rubbing my swollen clit with the head of his cock. I moaned, and he eased his enormous cock into my dripping pussy. I bit my tongue so that I wouldn’t cry out. He held my body tightly and began to slowly fuck me. “Oh God, yes. Fuck me,” I begged. I thrust my hips to meet his. I had never had any one fill me the way he did, and I never wanted him to stop. He slammed his body into mine and fucked me until I felt that my heart would burst. I wanted to scream his name, but fear of being caught kept me from it. “Valerie,” he whispered hoarsely, “I’m going to cum.” “Wait, I want you to cum in my mouth,” I told him. He released me from his arms and backed up to the wall. I got off the desk and dropped to my knees in front of him. I opened my lips and took as much of him in my mouth as I could. As soon as I did, he grabbed me by my hair and started fucking my mouth. My eyes were tearing and I had to use all of my strength to keep from gagging. But I loved it. I wanted him to fuck me anyway he wanted to. I loved letting him use me. Suddenly, he grunted and held my head down on his cock. I could feel it as he shot his cum down my throat. He untangled his hands from my hair and dropped them to his sides. I stood up, and kissed him. “I guess we ought to get out of here,” he said, “We still have that paper to write.” Doug Doug was 22 years old, having recently graduated from university in Ireland. He shifted in his seat trying to find a comfortable position. He had been on a flight or 19 hours heading from Dublin to Los Angles, his home town. His plane still had two hours till arrival. Dublin was a big culture shock when he first arrived. It was a modern metropolitan capital city with the quaint customs of Europe as well. His time there was some of the best in his life, but now he was eager to return home. He looked around the cabin of the airplane for a flight attendant. He thought a drink might calm his nerves and allow him to doze off for an hour or so. Doug pressed the service button several times but nothing happened. After five minutes he decided to get up, go to the bathroom, find a stewardess and get that drink. Quietly he walked down the row careful not to brush up against anyone. He approached the first class curtain and crossed it looking for the restroom. Up ahead he spotted them and moved forward. When he was just reaching for the handle he heard a noise from inside. Checking the door he saw that it was not locked and slowly opened the door. A blonde stewardess about 25 years of age was furiously riding a handsome passenger while he pulled her hair and put a finger in her ass. Shocked at the sight of what he saw, Doug stood staring at her undulating form as she increased her speed with wanton lust. The man lifted up her shirt and cupping her breast brought it to his lips. He then began to kiss it intermittently alternating with a slight tugging on her nipple using his teeth. Grasping the back of his head the blonde ground her crotch into his and pulled him into her breast. The stewardess' breath quickened as she neared orgasm with the man moaning into her breast. With her pace quickening he slid his finger further into her anus all the way to the second knuckle. This intrusion caused her orgasm to overtake her. She clamped her legs around his waste and fucked him with abandon. Feeling her pussy clamp down on his cock the male passenger came with wave after wave of semen, filling her pussy and causing his cum to leak out the sides. With a feeling of serenity, he slowly opened his eyes to stare into hers but instead he saw the slack jawed expression of Doug as he witnessed this forbidden union. "Oh shit," exclaimed the attendant as she turned to see Doug. "I, umm, uh..." was all she could manage to mutter as she was so clearly caught in this most compromising of positions. Shoving her off of him the other passenger quickly pulled up his pants and pushed pass Doug desperate to get back to his seat. He even attempted to hide his face from Doug after the fact as if it would somehow hide his shame or protect his identity. Doug stepped back and shut the door as the stewardess began to dress. He heard the sink running for a minute after which she emerged. Not sure if he was still there the stewardess nervously poked her head out the door and with a semi foolish smile meet his gaze. "Well, um, sir what you just saw must have.... , uh I mean it just happened... can I get you anything?" she stammered. Finally his mind seemed to unfreeze and Douglas was able to speak. "I wanted to use the bathroom and get a drink." Not knowing what to do the stewardess opened the door for him to the bathroom and looked down towards the floor. Stepping into the bathroom, Doug could not believe what happened. He numbly fumbled with his pants, releasing his penis. He began to try to urinate when he realized he was unable due to the largest erection he had ever had in his life. Seeing that gorgeous blonde stewardess fucking that guy in such a public place and such a lewd manner had given him a thrill. Damn it he thought, why couldn't that be me, why did I have to act like such a spastic after they saw me. What's wrong with me? Still unable to pee, Doug began to stroke his cock as he thought of what a hot interlude that had been. Her breasts had stood out so magnificently while they glistened with sweat and bounced with each downward thrust onto her lover's phallus. His hand glided faster and faster along his shaft as he recounted what he saw moment by moment. A small knock on the door was followed by the stewardess stepping into the room. Her blue eyes were streaked with tears and her mascara ran down her face in dark lines. "Sir, I need to talk to you. What I did was unforgivable but please don't report me to the airline. This job is all I have and it just happened. He was an old high school boyfriend I didn't expect to see but one thing lead to another and you just have to understand." His back to her, Doug didn't know what to do. She was there in the room with him, his cock in his hand, just like the guy she had just been with. The logical part of his brain was screaming this was wrong. Run, Man, Run! But his animal instincts were strong and the smell of sex was still strong in the air. "Please, turn around, look at me" she sobbed. "It was a mistake, I'm sorry. Please understand!" Doug turned around and she gasped as she saw he was grasping his cock, clearly aroused. It was enormous, with deep thick veins poking out from the sides and colored a deep purple. A bead of precum was leaking from the tip; his hand was rudely gripped around the base. Wordlessly her hand reached for his aching erection. He was so thick her hand could not encompass the entirety of it. Slowly she began a slow stroking motion up and down, pausing at the top to brush her fingertips across the head of his penis. "My name is Gwen," she whispered as she leaned in and kissed him. "I think you understand, don't you?" Her tears were now gone, replaced with a sexy smile. Her smeared makeup only made her look more beautiful thought Doug as he kissed her back and thrust his cock into her warm hand. His hand slid up to her breast and began to play with nipple much in the same way he had witnessed only minutes before. Up close she was even more beautiful than she looked before. Her chest was speckled with freckles and her nipples were a soft pink. Biting his lower lip she tugged on it and gave him the stare of an sexy vixen. "Did you like what you saw baby? Did I make you hot?" Gwen squeezed his cock as she pushed him down onto the seat and straddled him. Doug hurriedly kissed her nipples as she ran her fingers thru his hair. "What's your name stud?" "Doug" he grunted as she rubbed his cock along her slit teasing it but not allowing him penetration. "Oh Doug, do you know you have a beautiful big cock?" "It's so hard right now, seeing you do what you did was the sexiest thing I've ever seen. I don't think I've ever been this big before, it feels like it's going to burst." "Not yet sexy," she exclaimed. "I need you in me first. You want to fuck me? Give me your big hard dick? Cum in me like Brad did?" She guided his cock into her as she shifted her weight down onto his cock. Each inch was torturous as it was exhilarating. He was stretching her to her very limit. At least twice the size of Brad, this stranger was a sexual dynamo. The situation increased the excitement with the taboo of voyeurism and the thrill of sex with stranger, but his enormous cock was the best thing she could have hoped for. He filled her every crevice, each thrust was ecstasy and each withdrawal caused her lips to grip on to him as if begging him not to leave her. She met his every thrust with a downward motion of her own causing their lovemaking to erupt into a rhythmic slapping noise. Gwen kissed his neck and begged him to cum inside her pushing herself upon him with everything she had. Recognizing the quickening of her breath as a warning sign, Doug prepared himself for release. She ceased her assault of kissing upon his neck and thru her head back in a wail of orgasm. Her voice started low in a guttural tone and quickly rose to a crescendo as one then another orgasm shook her being. Doug held on thru her orgasms, controlling his breath and holding back from his own. He stood and pinned her up against the wall, thrusting upward into her with a force that shook the room. She screamed each time he pounded into her causing her a bit of pain with the force but a great amount of pleasure as his groin stimulated her clitoris. Finally feeling his orgasm boil up through his balls, Doug kissed Gwen on the lips and held her close as he erupted into her. His cock convulsed 12 times, releasing all he had within her. Never before had she felt so satisfied, not even with Brad her high school sweetheart. After several moments of holding one another, they heard the captains announcement the plane would begin landing soon. Each of them dressed in silence while exchanging looks of confusion and contentment with one another. Quietly they slipped out of the bathroom and into the crew section of the plane. No one was around and Gwen gave Doug a quick peck on the lips. Doug returned to his seat and contemplated what just happened. A few minutes later, Gwen came walking up the isle carrying a drink. "You forgot your beverage, sir." Bending over to had him his drink, Gwen seductively squeezed her breasts together. Doug smiled and took the drink from her hands, allowing his to linger a moment on hers. She quickly moved towards the rear of the cabin and began preparations for landing. Doug idly sipped his drink and then noticed she had written her phone number on the napkin. It began with a Los Angles area code which meant she was a local and that maybe this could be a regular thing he thought. Smiling, Doug settled into his chair and closed his eyes. Twenty minutes later the plane landed and Doug disembarked. He looked for Gwen in the crowd as everyone got off the plane but did not see her. With a sigh he remembered that he had her number and walked out of the terminal to greet his family. Doug and Diane I am a professional masseuse, and have been for many years. When I say professional, I mean that I do massage strictly with no funny business, or hanky panky. I have a pair of clients, a husband and wife couple, that I have been massaging for quite a number of years. Doug and Diane are a very active couple with two kids in junior high school. Doug designs web-sites and Diane owns a floral shop. They do very nicely. Their house is up in the hills on about 10 acres of land, with a spectacular view. We have gotten very friendly over the years, like old friends. When I go to massage them we usually sit and talk for awhile and have a glass of wine on the deck. Our relationship has always been totally professional. Until recently. A couple of weeks ago, I got a call from Doug, on the morning of one of our appointments, asking if he could meet me for lunch. I agreed and we met at a nice restaurant near his office. We chatted for awhile until he mentioned their upcoming 17th anniversary that was coming up the following weekend. They had both agreed that they wanted to do something really special. Doug seemed very nervous. I asked him what was wrong. "This is really tough to say," he stammered. "And I don't want to make you feel weird." He paused a while before continuing. "Diane and I both really enjoy your company. We think of you as our good friend." I told him that I did the same. "Well, we wanted to...Well, ask you if..." He trailed off again. "I'm not following." I told him. "We really don't want to risk our friendship with you." He said slowly. "We wanted to know if ...you would consider...getting closer." "Closer?" "Well, at the risk of offending you, we were wondering if you would consider indulging us in a more...sensual...kind of massage." "More sensual?" I asked. "You mean sexual?" "No, no." He stumbled. "Well, unless..." There was a long look between us, wherein I said nothing. "Diane and I both find you very attractive, and we have both been considering...you know...a...threesome. Not that you...", he stammered. I smiled at him. "When I started in this line of work, I swore that I would never get involved in anything sexual with my clients." He looked a bit sad and ashamed for asking. "Don't get me wrong, I'm very flattered that you are asking. I think that you are both very attractive. Very! I suppose if I was ever to consider something like that, it would probably be with people like you two." "But,..." he trailed off. "I hope that you're not offended." "No. Truly." "Will you still make our appointment tonight?" I patted his hand. "Of course. Believe me. It's okay." That night when I got to their house, I felt like Diane in particular was really embarrassed. It remained that way until we were alone and I was massaging her. I worked on her in silence until I asked, "Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" "You seem so quiet." "Well, I'm a little embarrassed. "By what?" "Well, having Doug ask you to help us with our little fantasy." "Oh, don't be embarrassed. Besides we didn't really get into that much detail." "I'm sorry for putting you on the spot like that." "Don't be." I told her quietly. "Besides, I'm very flattered." There was a very long silence for a while, then I asked her, "What is your fantasy?" We remained silent for awhile. She told me how they had discussed getting a sensual massage, wherein the masseuse would be topless or nude, and there would be a lot of intimate touching, between all of them. Doug would help massage Diane and vice versa. She even admitted to being curious about being with another woman. She must have talked for half an hour about what she would like to try and watch her husband try. I asked her what they would do about fulfilling this fantasy, she said they might call an escort service. Throughout the rest of her massage and Doug's I kept thinking about them and the way they looked nude, I was becoming intrigued with the idea of them wanting to try something new and erotic, and do it together. Even after I left their house I couldn't get it out of my head. When I got home I mentioned it to my husband, who was already half-asleep. He told me that it sounded like fun to him, and that I might enjoy it. That kept me up half the night. The following evening, after thinking about what kind of person they might get, sight unseen, from an escort service, I considered doing it. 'What the hell' I thought, 'it might be fun'. I asked my husband again if he thought I should do it. He took a long moment to consider. "You really seem to enjoy their company." He said. I nodded. "Do you find them attractive?" "Well, yeah. They're beautiful, both of them." "And they want to make love with you?" "Well, touching and feeling." I countered. "Trust me." He said. "They want to make love with you." He gave me a questioning nod. I nodded back. They probably did. "Well I think that you would have a great time. Plus, I think that you would make a fabulous third for a threesome." "You think I should..." He was nodding. "Just make them feel good and help them get off. If they want to please you too, so much the better. Just have fun. Help them have fun. I think that they'll have the time of their lives with you. Call them up." He said passing me the phone. "It's late." I said. "Trust me." He said. "They won't mind" I dialed the number and Diane answered. We exchanged hellos and then chatted for a long time about our days and latest news. As we talked both of our husbands fell asleep beside us. Finally, I asked about their plans for their anniversary. Diane sounded a bit sad when she told me that she didn't want to just hire some girl from a service. It didn't sound friendly and fun. It made the whole thing feel fake and dirty. I told her that I couldn't stop thinking about it. I mentioned that I admired their ability to handle things like this as a couple, without any jealousy. She mentioned the idea of it being like a once-in-a-lifetime thing. After as long pause I asked, "I was just wondering if...you were still interested in me...my...being the one." "Well...of course. Why..." "I think that I would like to do this for you. Well, with you." "Really? Are you serious?" she asked excitedly. "Yeah. I am. I really am. The idea turns me on a lot." Both our husbands were snoozing beside us as we talked about all the things she wanted to try. We admitted to each other how turned on we were getting, just talking about it. "God, I am so wet just thinking about it." She whispered into the phone. "Me too. I've never really thought about doing this kind of thing. My husband always tells me that if I ever do it, I'll probably love it." "I think he's right." She said. "Do you think it would be alright if I tried going down on you?" I could feel my pussy quaking at the thought. "Well, sure. If you want." "Oh, I would love to spend an hour kissing your pussy. You are so beautiful. I've always wondered what you look like in the nude. I'd love to have Doug in my pussy while I kneel between your legs eating your pussy." I was moaning into phone by now. "Ooh, that sounds good when you moan like that. Are you wet?" "So wet." I moaned again. "Stroke your pussy for me. Imagine that it's my tongue. I am going to eat your pussy, Jen. I want you to come in my mouth. Ooh, play with your tits, while I lick you wet pussy and Doug fucks me from behind." Her voice came ragged and raspy as she said, "Oh! I'm coming!" I did as well. Right with her. We stayed on the phone a short while after and then bid farewell, like a couple of randy schoolgirls, confessing to not being able to wait until the weekend. I was thoroughly distracted for the rest of the week. As the weekend approached I grew more and more nervous. Saturday morning I was awakened by my husband in our typical Saturday morning fashion, him kissing my pussy. He mentioned that I was soaking wet before he even started on me. I confessed to having a sexy dream. Our lovemaking was hot and passionate, more so than usual. We were in the shower together when he asked if I was going to see them tonight. When I told him yes, he about fainted. "Are you sure that you're alright about this?" I asked him. He took me in his arms, nodding. We kissed passionately. "You must promise me two things, " he said as we parted. "One, you must tell me everything that happens. Leave nothing out. Second, you must try everything, even if you're not sure that you'll like it. Just try it and see." We were both so hot, that we made love again standing in the shower, before he trimmed my pussy nice and short, then ate me to another orgasm. So good! He helped me choose an outfit for the evening and one to start the massage in. I dressed and packed my things and was ready to go about an hour before it was time to leave. My husband and I sat around for the hour talking about them; what they looked like; descriptions of their bodies. He had never met them, but was interested in doing so after hearing about what they wanted to do with me. Finally the time came and I got into the car and drove to their house. I felt like I was sitting on ants; I couldn't sit still. When I arrived they were very nicely dressed. Doug was wearing a casual suit and a silk shirt open at the chest and Diane was wearing a full length evening dress that left little to the imagination. It was a sheer silk that clung to her body beautifully. It draped from her erect nipples very enticingly. Her black thong was clearly visible through the material. I was wearing a small black cocktail dress that was cut high on the thigh and plunged deeply in the front. I have "B" cup breasts but they look nice and full and soft in the cleavage of my dress. "Don't we all look lovely?" she said as we all examined each other. "Come. We're having cocktails on the deck." We sat at the table on the back deck, beautifully laid out with food and their finest tableware. It was a glorious evening; sun low in the sky; a warm breeze gently stroking through the trees. The view from their deck is spectacular, down through the valley to the ocean beyond. "I can't tell you how happy we are that you're here." She told me quietly. I looked to Doug and he winked. We sat close together and talked about all manner of things; from life, to kids, to education and politics. I noticed that all three of us were punctuating our words with a great deal of touching. Diane would head for the kitchen for something and stroke her hand up my arm and over my shoulders. Doug made a point of gently guiding me from chair to bench, here to there, by stroking his hand over my back and arms. "Are you nervous?" he asked me while Diane was in the kitchen. "Oh yeah. A little," I countered smiling. "Please don't be. We want for you to have as much fun as we will. If there is anything that you need or want, just tell us. I would love for all of us to be completely comfortable and have fun." We smiled at each other, as I nodded slowly. After a time I got up to change when it was apparent that it was time to begin. I changed into my massage outfit for the evening, which consisted of a gold silk robe, short just below my butt and a matching thong. It too, hung beautifully from my erect nipples and showed skin all the way to my navel. Aside from that I was nude, and very aroused. I rejoined them on the deck and Diane rose to meet me with an embrace. "You are gorgeous." She told me softly. Her voice made me tremble a bit. "Can I be first?" Doug asked. We moved to the living room where I had set up my table. Doug headed for the bathroom to change. Diane walked over to wear I was setting up a few items. "I'm so happy that you're here with us." She told me softly. "I want you to have such a good time." We embraced briefly. Doug returned wearing a towel, and smelling deliciously of his favorite cologne, which I have always admired. He pulled his towel off and laid down on the table. I noticed that he was getting a bit erect. He had to arrange his unit pointing downward for comfort. Diane sat back in a chair to watch as I got to work. She watched me massaging Doug for awhile and then stood up and slowly removed her dress, and sat back down in her chair wearing nothing but her thong. Her nipples were very erect as she strummed her fingertips over them. She was glued to my hands as they touched and stroked her husbands back. I was getting a bit distracted by watched her toying with her hard nipples. I noticed that she was also watching my nipples as they slid back and forth under the lightweight silk. Our eyes met and I became aware of what she wanted. I untied my robe slowly and then pulled it off setting on the sofa next to her. Her eyes never left me, as they took in every detail of my nearly nude body. She nodded and smiled at me, and then scooted her chair a little closer. As I moved around and around Doug working his body, I noticed that her panties were looking moist at the seam. I stood with my back to her as I stroked Doug's legs. Her hands were suddenly and gently touching the backs of my legs. They stroked from my ankles to my hips and back down several times. Finally they slid up and over my bottom and up my back. Diane continued stroking my back and bottom, and then gently took hold of my panties and began pulling them down and off me. I continued with Doug as best I could, while she continued fondling my back and bottom. Her touch was soft and smooth. She then stood and moved to the other side of her husband and I noticed that she had removed her panties somewhere along the way. Her pussy was completely shaved. I continued stroking Doug's legs as she began to mimic me on the other side. He moaned approvingly, and his legs opened a bit more. Diane and I began stroking him more teasingly. Closer and closer to his balls. (To be continued...) Doug and Diane "So, you are no longer a virgin." Doug complained. Doug and Diane had grown up next door to each other since they were born and both initially sported bright blond hair. Many thought they were brother and sister. Doug grew up to be class brain, but lost the blond hair and topped out at 5' 6" and 125 lbs.. Diane on the other hand blossomed. From the tiny little thing she now stood 5'7" with golden blonde hair half way down to her back and sported an incredible figure. Diane looked at Doug a minute before answering. "Mark and I have been going out for 6 months now, it seemed like time and I love him. Plus we are both 18, so it is not like I am a minor." "I know," Doug said softly "but I always thought we would be each others' first. And you said so many time in so many words." "You know I love you and we've known each other our entire lives, but it is not the same sort of love. With you it is almost like you are family, with Mark...well, it's different." Diane said as she gently stroked Doug's cheek. "I get it, Mark is a hottie, like you said, and I'm the president of the chess club...a geek. Not exactly boyfriend material. I just always thought we would just...." "Screw each other just to do it?" Diane blurted out a little hotly. "No! Make love to each other and share that experience like we have shared almost every other experience in our lives. I understand why you made love to Mark, I just wish we could have been each others' first like I said. He is your boyfriend and I know he expects that from you...I'm sorry, I should just get over it." "I did not make love to Mark because he expects it from me. I wanted it as much as he did. It was really a very loving act...or acts I guess I should say." Diane said with a giggle. "Acts? How many times did you do it?" "I'm not sure. I think six," Diane replied "but this a little personal, so I'd like to change the subject." "You don't know? How can you not know? My assumption is that Mark stuck it in you a certain number of times and that would be the count." Doug said loudly. "Did you even use protection?" "No, we did not use protection, it is not my fertile time, and I am not sure since he may have cum 6 times, but I came a lot more than that. There, are you happy? Do you want me to give to the blow by blow account? Actually, if we count blow by blow, perhaps it was more than six times." Diane snapped back. "And looking at you, you want me to describe everything?" she said staring at the tent in Doug's shorts. "I'm sorry, just the thought of you...OK, we can change the subject. I guess what you and Mark have makes me jealous and I really have no right to be. You know we have seen each other naked and wrestled around but that was so long ago it was innocent. When I think about you now it is not so innocent...plus you had no boobs...and now...." Diane giggled "I can say the same thing about your cock. That tiny thing sure has grown up," she said looking back down at his crotch, "how big is it now? Never mind, let's stop this before it goes too far." Doug looked at her a minute before responding. "I am not sure what you mean by too far, but I don't think it has gone far enough. I'll show you mine if you show me yours. Remember that? Sad that we really had nothing to show back then and now it seems like we do." "I am a bit curious since you might be bigger that Mark. OK, we show each other, but no touching. You stay right here." Diane got off the bed and walked into the bathroom. When she was gone, Doug reached into his pants and wrestled his throbbing erection into a more comfortable position. Instead of pulling his hand out he started to stroke since it never felt better than this. He was amazed how sensitive the head was. The bathroom door opened and Doug yanked his hand out of his shorts. Diane walked in wearing a white terry cloth bathrobe. "Are you naked under there?" Doug asked. With a sly smile, Diane nodded yes, turned to her side, pulled up the bottom of the robe exposing her upper thigh and left ass cheek. She then turned he back to Doug and while looking over her shoulder at him opened the front of the robe. She then slipped it off her shoulders slowly all the while watching Doug's expression. As she slipped it farther and farther down she swayed back a forth giving Doug glimpses of side boob, but not enough for Doug to really see how large they were. Soon her ass appeared and Doug saw that she was indeed naked - not even a thong. Then Diane just dropped the robe to the floor swept her long hair over her shoulders to cover her breasts and slowly turned to face Doug. Her breasts were jutting out and as she was getting quite aroused her nipples projected out at least a quarter inch each between the strands of her golden tresses. "Please..." He whispered. Diane chuckled softly "I know, this is cruel." as she pulled the hair back revealing the perfect, tear-dropped shaped mounds. Diane never tanned au naturel so Doug could almost imagine she was wearing a white bikini. His eyes travelled down and noticed her perfect navel centered on her narrow tapered waist. Then his eyes were drawn to the blond triangle framed by the pale white skin. Diane laughed as she saw the look on Doug's face. "If you could see what you look like now, I wish I had a camera." "You wish you had a camera?" Doug choked out. "Come closer...please." "Don't move, just stay where you are. I told you no touching and looking at you, I'm not sure I trust you." Diane said as she walked closer to the bed. "You like?" Doug just nodded and couldn't find any words... She slowly turned around so Doug could see her ass, then after looking over her shoulder to confirm he approved returned to facing him. "These are 36 D," Diane continued while hefting each breast and letting them bounce when releasing them "a bit different from when we were kids. And I should get an all-over tan, but never had the courage to do that." "Please don't," Doug said "I love that I can see what you look like with a bikini and without at the same time. It is so sexy you have no idea. I think you are the most beautiful girl I have seen in my life." "You say that, or will, to every naked woman you see." "No, really," Doug said sincerely, "no actress, no model, no one at school can hold a candle to you. You are perfect, not even a mole anywhere on you. I really need to touch you, to feel you. I'll bet your skin is so soft and warm to the touch." "No, we have a deal. No touching. It is your turn, get up off the bed and I will sit and watch you undress." Diane ordered. "I want to see what you are packing there." Pointing to his straining erection. "That looks painful, I hope it is not too uncomfortable. Why don't you free it and let it have some air?" Doug got up, reaching down to adjust his hard penis "Actually, yes it is." As Doug approached Diane, she slid by him brushing her boobs against his arm, slowly pressing against him before stepping over to the bed and lying down on her side to watch him. Doug groaned "I almost came..." and turned to face the bed. He pulled off his shoes and socks before grabbing the waist of his shirt and pulling it over his head. "Slow down," Diane said "you need to tease a little. Perhaps I should put on some strip-tease music?" "Give me a break," Doug laughed nervously "I haven't exactly been naked in front of a girl since...you 10 years ago." But he removed the shirt from his arms more slowly, one by one. Diane noticed his cute chest with no hair...no muscles, but still cute. She watched as Doug undid his belt, slipping it out of his pants, slowly before dropping it to the floor. Diane noticed that her pussy was throbbing and as crossed her legs and rolled her hips that she was getting soaked. Her eyes were glued to the bulge in his shorts wondering just how big that thing was. Doug's hands undid the top button and slowly slid the zipper down revealing a large wet spot in his tidy-whities. He dropped the shorts to the floor covering his bulging underwear and abruptly turned with his back to Diane. "Hey, that's not fair." Diane yelled. "Turn about, so to speak, is fair play." Doug said as he slowly revealed his ass to Diane. Diane could tell he was having trouble getting underwear by his erection in front since Doug had to bend over slightly as he pulled at them. He let the underwear drop to the floor and looked at Diane over his shoulder while stroking his dick out of her sight. "Are you playing with yourself?" Diane demanded. "Turn around and let me see." Doug turned around gripping his cock with two hands and even so, still 2 inches were exposed. "Holy crap! How big is that thing?" Diane asked "Why didn't you ever show me that before? It is a monster!" Doug took his hands away and his penis stood up pointing at the ceiling. "I have no idea. I've never measured it." "Never? I would think with a giant cock like that you would have. It must be 8 or 9 inches long and 2 to 2 and half inches in diameter." "Come here, I need to see it closer." Doug walked over to Diane with his cock bouncing around. He grabbed it to keep it still but Diane ordered him to let it be. "I love watching it move like that...you have no idea how wet I am right now." Diane swung her legs off the bed and reached over to feel it, to feel how warm it was, how big it was and the weight of it. Her fingers could get just half way around and she gasped. "Not that I am complaining, but you did say no touching." Doug breathed "I'm sorry, I just needed to touch it." "Well, if you can touch me, I should be able to touch you." "OK," Diane said, "but just my boobs." Doug reached down and gently lifted her left breast basically doing the same thing Diane did with his cock. He was amazed how heavy it was and how soft. His thumb slowly felt around the areola and over the rock hard nipple. As he was doing that Diane felt his cock jerk in his hand. "Oh my God, your breasts are incredible." "I believe you, your cock just confirmed that." Without taking her eye off the stiff rod in her hand Diane stroked it marveling at how far here hands had to travel to get from the bottom to the top and back down again. "Go to the closet and get me the yardstick in there," Diane ordered. "I need to know how big this is, and don't hold it - let it flop around." Doug turned and went over the closet. Diane groaned when he bent over to pick up the ruler and again when he walked back to her with his hard cock swinging back and forth. He handed her the ruler and she placed on end at the base. She got her face right next to the head of his cock and sighted across to the 9 inch mark. "Wow! 8 and 5/8ths inches. No way should anyone have a penis this large. Can I make you come?" "You want to give me a hand job?" "No, Diane said, I can do better than that." Then she leaned forward, opened her mouth and started flicking her tongue around the bulbous head. She tasted the salty pre-cum oozing from the tip and the soft fleshy texture of the head. Doug reached down and grabbed her right breast this time more roughly than the left one and started squeezing. "That's it, play with my breasts. I want you to come down my throat while you feel me" Diane then pushed forward taking in more that she had ever had in her mouth. Doug felt the warmth wrapping around his dick and unconsciously pushed his hips forward. Instead of resisting, Diane opened her mouth more, taking in half of Doug's huge rod feeling the head pushing against the back of her throat. Soon they established a rhythm with his cock sliding in and out of Diane's throat. Doug groaned as Diane pushed him away and pulled her mouth off of his cock. "Don't stop, it feels great." Doug moaned. Diane held up a finger. "Wait, let's try it this way so that you can get more of this monster down my throat." Diane got onto the bed and lay on her back with her head hanging off. Her legs were spread and Doug could see her hand rubbing her pussy. "OK - put that monster back in my mouth and let's see how much I can take." Diane opened her mouth wide. With that Doug leaned forward, took his dick and pushed in down into Diane's eager mouth. He slowly pushed his hips forward feeling more and more go into her throat, then pulling back before pushing in again. When he felt like he didn't want to choke her he pulled out and then pushed back to where he stopped before. Diane reached back, grabbing his ass cheeks and pulled him forward abruptly until his pubes were mashed against her lips. Then she let go and went back to rubbing her sopping wet pussy. Doug was entranced by the immaculate goddess spread out in front of him. He watched her breasts jiggle every time he thrust into her mouth and her fingers work more and more feverously on her pussy. He reached down with one hand and started pinching and pulling on her nipples. This caused Diane to moan on his cock which sent electricity up through his groin. He was amazed how long he could last and as much as his body demanded release, he never wanted this to end. But it wasn't long before he felt his impending orgasm and started to pull out, but again Diane grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him all the way in. That was all it took as Doug let out a long moan and shot at least a cup of cum down into her stomach. Diane swallowed over and over so as not to choke and was amazed at the massive amount of sperm Doug produced all the while moaning on his cock. Doug kept pumping in and out of her mouth even after he stopped cumming before finally extracting his dick from her throat. "I hope I didn't hurt you," Doug said, "Your lips look bruised." "That was amazing. I cannot believe I was able to get all of you down my throat. How much do you cum anyway? That was a lot more than I ever imagined." "Again, no idea. Not something I would have measured. I need to return the favor now. Turn around." "You don't have to," Diane said while eagerly spinning around on the bed. "I'm sure you don't want to bury your face in here." She said as she fingered her wet pussy between were obscenely spread legs. Doug pushed his face forward, taking in the arousing musky scent while also looking closely and the first vagina he'd ever seen from this angle. Diane watched him as she played with her nipples, "Just taste it and if you don't like it..." Doug buried his face in her pussy and let his tongue slide up and down her slit felling it go deeper and deeper each pass. He noticed if he flicked the tiny knob at the top of the slit Diane sucked in air and mewed each time. So as he delved deeper into her wet slit, he made a point of lingering on that button each time. Soon he tasted her as deeply as he could and reached up with both hands to take over ministering to Diane's rock hard nipples. Diane started bucking against his mouth more and more and soon Doug as just focusing on the knob while Diane grabbed his head and pulled him to her as hard as she could. Doug's face was soaked with her juices and when she stopped writhing around and she released his head, he came up for air. "That was the best orgasm I've ever had. You are amazing with your tongue. Where do you learn to do that?" Diane gasped. "I went by feel I guess," Doug replied. "I loved doing that to you. I had a bit of a problem breathing at the end, but it was worth it to see you like that. I suppose you had trouble breathing when I was in your throat, so turn about is fair play." Diane sat up and looked at Doug. I'm sorry we were not able to be each other's first, but you are the first to do that to me." Then she noticed Doug's dick was still pointing at the ceiling. "Does that thing ever go down?" She said pointing at it. "Not today, I guess. Being with you is such a turn-on I cannot get enough. Can I at least feel what it is like being inside you?" "You were inside me, but I know what you mean. I was going to say at this point what can it hurt, but looking at the size of that, I think I know what it can hurt. Actually, I'd like to know what it feels like also and if I can take the whole thing. Come here and kiss me." Doug crawled up and leaned down and started kissing Diane. Their tongues were mashed together as Diane pulled him down onto her tightly. When they finally came up for air, Diane said "Now I know what I taste like." Doug laughed "I guess I do too. I hadn't thought of that." Doug felt Diane's hand push between them, grab his erection and guide it between her legs. She looked up at him and said "Look, if it is too much, promise me you will pull back out. Also, take it really slow since I've never put anything in there even half this size." With that Doug gently pushed the head in watching Diane's face for any wincing or pain. When she showed anything at all he slowly backed off then after a minute resumed pushing in. It felt incredible just having the first inch inside of Diane. Something he'd only dreamt about. It wasn't long before Doug was sliding in and out 5 inches and Diane seemed to be oblivious to everything. He thought he would try another inch so he pushed in a little, then backed out. Then pushed in a little more, each time backing out all the while watching her face for any discomfort. Without realizing it, he found he was all the way in and their pubic bones were pressed together. With more confidence and energy he pulled all the way out and pushed back in. It wasn't long before he was pounding her pussy with long strokes and Diane was cumming over and over gripping his ass with both hands feeling him driving his cock deep into her womb. Doug started to groan knowing he was going to come soon and started to pull out, but Diane wouldn't release his ass and when he finally let go, she pulled him in all the way grinding her clit against him screaming out her biggest orgasm yet. Doug felt his seed gush into her womb while hoping it wasn't her fertile time while pushing as deeply as possible with each squirt. He collapsed on top of her feeling totally spent. Doug roused and pushed himself up, looked down and started to say something but noticed Diane was totally passed out. He pulled his now (finally) softening dick all the way out and went to get a towel to clean Diane up. He took a wash cloth with warm water and a towel and tenderly cleaned her leaking, inflamed pussy lips, then wiped her dry. He returned those to the bathroom and when he came back he let his eyes linger on her beauty before covering her naked body with a blanket and left the house with a smile as persistent as his returning boner.