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Easy

By: sonofasailor



This story took place four years ago, right after I graduated from high school. It was Memorial Day weekend and my family was staying at our beach house in the Florida panhandle. We had brought along my best friend and next door neighbor from Atlanta, Joel. My name is Alison, but everyone calls me Ally. 

At the time of this story, I was eighteen years old. I was not what you would call a beautiful girl, never one to fit in with the "in" crowd. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't ugly. It's just that I never went in for all the make-up and latest fashions and such. As today, I was 5' 5" tall and 115 pounds. I still have long curly brown hair and brown eyes. Oh, and one more thing, I was a virgin then. That's right, an eighteen year old female virgin, how scandalous. But, then again, I never had time for all the mind games that went on in high school, preferring to spend my time studying. As such, I had a superior grade point average and a scholarship to a very good college.

As I said earlier, Joel was and still is, my best friend from childhood. Ever since we met as five year olds, we had been inseparable. Therefore, it was not uncommon for him to join us when we went on vacation. He had grown to an impressive six feet tall and 180 pounds of male hunk, although I never really noticed that aspect until this vacation. But I get ahead of myself.

We had arrived at the beach house around five o'clock. After unloading the car, Joel and I headed down to the beach. A storm was brewing and the beach was deserted, at least so we thought. We walked along the beach talking about nothing at all, the waves lapping at our ankles. 

We were rounding a large sand dune when a noise caused us to stop in our tracks. A low moan was coming from just the other side of the dune. Joel and I looked at each other with quizzical looks and peered around the dune. Just on the other side, a couple was lying down on a large beach towel. Or rather, the young man was lying down. The young woman was kneeling between his knees. 

I stood mesmerized. She was putting his penis in her mouth! I didn't know what to do. Should I turn and run away, should I yell at them to stop? I barely breathed as I watched the spectacle. Her head slowly bobbed up and down as moans continued to emanate from the young man's mouth. 

I chanced a quick glance at Joel and saw that he was transfixed also. My eyes were drawn back to the couple. His breathing was becoming irregular, he was gasping for breath. I thought he was going to have a heart attack!. Her head bobbed faster and her hand pumped his penis more vigorously.

Suddenly, his whole body went rigid, his hips rising off the ground. A loud "Arrggh!!" broke from his mouth. I saw her cheeks swell as her hand continued to pump. A thin string of milky white liquid escaped from the corner of her mouth and rand down the side of his penis and over her knuckles. 

It seemed like forever before his hips settled back to earth and he began to breathe again. She continued to bob her head and pump his penis with her hand until it shrank down to it's softened state. She gave it one more light kiss at the tip before sitting back on her heals. She raised her knuckles to her lips and licked off the white goo that had covered them. Then she smiled at her boyfriend and leaned down to kiss him.

While they were kissing, we backed away from the dune and made our way back to the house, not saying a word. I did notice that Joel had quite a large bulge in the front of his shorts. I had a strange tingling between my legs too.

We got back to the house and Mom and Dad were in the kitchen making dinner. I hollered at them that we were back and would be in the TV room. The said dinner would be about an hour and to have fun.

We sat down on the couch, each in their own corner, facing each other. I looked at him questioningly. He just sheepishly looked ant his feet. Finally, I could stand it no longer, "What were they doing?"

He looked up at me, his face as red as a beet. He kind of stammered a bit, but managed to blurt out, "I believe that we just witnessed a blow job."

"A blow job? Wow, that sure was something!"

About that time, he finally looked at my face. I must have been flushed, I know my breathing was erratic. "It excited you, didn't it, Ally?"

"Well, you sure seemed to like it, too" I exclaimed.

He blushed further, "Yeah, I guess I did."

"Have you ever...." My voice trailed off.

"Have I ever gotten one before?"

I nodded.

"No. Never been that lucky. How about you? Have you ever, uhm, given one?"

I glanced down at his shorts and noticed the bulge was back, big time! He saw where my glance was directed. Our eyes met and I could scarcely breathe. We sat like that for what seemed like forever. The spell was broken by my Mom hollering from the kitchen, "Kids! Dinners ready."

I blinked my eyes and jumped up from the couch. "Coming Mom." Joel got up too and stood over me. Our eyes were still locked together. I felt the distance between us shrinking. Suddenly, his lips were on mine and out tongues began to duel in my mouth. I felt his hands gripping my ass and pulling me into his hardness. I involuntarily ground my mound into him. A low moan escaped my lips. 

Finally, he pulled away. "We had better get in there."

I nodded and went into the kitchen. Joel followed behind me and we had an uneventful, if somewhat more quiet than usual, dinner. At one point, Mom looked quizzically at me and asked, "Is there anything wrong, sweety?"

"No Mom, I guess I'm just tired from the trip and all."

Mom nodded knowingly, "Ok, hon, don't worry about the dishes tonight. I'll get them. You go on up to bed after dinner if you like."

"Ok, Mom, I think I will. Thanks."

We finished our meal in silence. After dinner, I did help with the dishes. But, as soon as they were done, I begged off to bed. Mom kissed me on the forehead and Dad patted me on the back as I went upstairs.

Joel remained downstairs with my parents while I changed into my night clothes. Basically, I just put on a light flannel shirt over my panties and crawled into bed.

For most of the night I tossed and turned trying to get to sleep. When I did drift off, I had fitful dreams of large cocks, dripping white goo. When I awoke the next morning, the sun was just coming up. It wasn't even six o'clock yet! I felt as if I hadn't even slept a wink.

Cursing, I threw the covers back and crawled from my bed. I grabbed my bathroom kit and headed for the bathroom. Maybe a hot shower would relax me. I turned on the shower and slipped the shirt and panties off. For a brief moment, I studied my reflection in the mirror. Not bad, I concluded. Nice firm tits, a little small at 34 B, but firm nonetheless. Slim waist. Turning around I admired my firm ass. Why won't guys come on to me? Sighing. Their loss.

I climbed into the shower. The water hit me hard in the chest. Damn, my nipples hadn't subsided all night. They were hard buds, protruding from my chest. They were almost painful. The throbbing between my legs hadn't subsided either.

I ducked my head under the spray and commenced to lather my hair up. Twenty minutes later, I was toweling off. I wrapped the towel around my wet hair and slipped back into the flannel shirt. I picked up my panties and opened the door.

Joel was standing outside leaning against the doorjam. I almost ran into him. Stammering an apology, I jumped back. He was staring at my panties in my hand. Blushing, I ducked under his arm and ran to my room. I also realized that my shirt was flapping up, exposing my naked ass to his view. 

I put on a bikini and a beach coverup, intending to spend some time on the beach that day. I bounded down the stairs, hearing the shower in the bathroom as I went by. Knowing Joel was in there, probable naked by now. I struggled to erase the image from my mind.

Mom and Dad were in the kitchen, getting ready to go to Panama City to shop. It was about an hour drive and they would be gone most of the day. A few minutes later, they were gone and I was standing at the kitchen sink, staring out the window at the beach. It was going to be a beautiful day. 

Hearing a noise behind me, I whirled about to see Joel standing in the doorway. He had on a pair of cutoffs and was bare chested. I never noticed how muscular his chest was before. "Good morning." he offered.

"Mornin'." I mumbled. 

"Ally, we need to talk." He sounded like a hurt puppy.

"What about, Joel?" 

"About last night. You know, everything."

"What about last night?" I wasn't letting him off easy, was I?

"You know, what we saw, what we did."

"All we did was kiss. We've kissed before. No big deal."

"Yes, big deal. Sure, we've kissed, but only pecks. Last night was a real kiss, with real emotion and passion."

I realized my breathing had become erratic once again. The throbbing between my legs more pronounced. "Joel, I think we just got carried away from what we.....saw."

"Yes, and you still haven't answered my question from last night."

"Which question was that?"

"You know, have you ever...uh...given one?"

"You mean a blow job? Noooo!"

"Would you like to?" He was almost pleading, I realized.

"What do you mean?" "Would you like to give a blow job? Yes or no? I saw how excited you had become. Hell, I'll bet you're excited as hell right now!"

Before I could answer, he strode across the room and swept me into his arms. His lips crushed to mine hard as his tongue began to explore my mouth. I couldn't help myself as my body responded to his assault. I ground my mound hard against his leg and moaned softly.

He broke the kiss and his lips whispered hotly into my ear. "Ally, I've wanted you for so long! Last night just made me realize that you might have feelings for me too."

I pushed myself from his arms and stood back. The look on his face told me he was crestfallen. It changed when he watched me slip the coverup from my shoulders and reach behind to untie my top. His eyes grew large as saucers as my tits came into his view for the first time. I hooked my thumbs into the bottoms and dropped them to the floor.

I stood there before him, naked, with my hands on my hips. Finally, I said, "Well, what about you?"

Frantically, he popped the snap on his shorts and dropped them to the floor. His sizable penis sprang up to almost slap his belly. It was so hard it looked like it hurt. He was panting as he reached for me. I danced away playfully. I had the sudden realization that I held all the power here. I got a heady rush.

"No, no, no. I believe you said something about a blow job."

His eyes got even bigger in disbelief. "You mean...?"

"Where do you want to go?"

"Uhm, upstairs?"

I scooped up my bikini and coverup and bounded up the stairs. He was not far behind. We headed for my bedroom. Once inside, I had him lie down on my bed. He propped himself up with pillows and got comfortable.

I went to the end of the bed and crawled up between his legs. His cock stood up proud and tall before me. I took my time, examining it closely. It was a huge pole protruding from a bouquet of hair. Thick veins ran up the sides. A purplish head capped in off. The head had a slit in the end that seemed to ooze a clear fluid. A large sack snuggled up tightly to the base.

I lay down on my stomach and reached out my hand. I wrapped my hand around it, my fingertips barely able to touch. It felt warm and smooth in my hand. It also seemed to throb uncontrollably. I stuck out my tongue and tasted the fluid that ran from the slit. It was warm and salty. I liked the taste! I lapped at it like a kitten with milk. These small ministrations had Joel moaning and groaning. His hips kept bouncing up off the bed. 

Remembering what the girl had done last night, I sealed my lips over the head and sucked gently, while slowly pumping my hand up and down. With each upstroke, his cock would go a little deeper and with each downstroke, it would pull back to my teeth, liberally coating my tongue with fluid. I found I couldn't get enough of it. I wanted to taste everything.

I looked up into his eyes and began to stroke his cock with my hand, keeping the head just in my mouth and swirling my tongue all around it. His eyes locked onto mine and his hips bounced farther. I thought I was getting the hang of this and smiled to myself.

"Ohhh, Ally, I'm gonna shoot."

I popped him from my mouth. "In my mouth? You wanna shoot in my mouth?"

He gritted his teeth, "Yessss, I need it. Please Ally, put it back in!" He was pleading with me. A surge of power swept through me. I slipped my mouth back over his cock and began to really suck in earnest. Yes, he would remember this and compare all his future experiences to it.

My tongue danced about, trying to penetrate the slit. My hand pumped him up and down. His cock swelled even further, stretching my mouth to capacity.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..........." He groaned as his eyes rolled back into his head.

A tremendous spurt of hot thick liquid squirted out of his cock into my mouth, filling it to overflow. Before I could swallow it was followed by another, and then another. I started swallowing but there was too much. It exploded from the corners of my mouth and covered my lips and hand. Still, I swallowed as much as I could.

More spurts followed, but the quantity was diminished. I could keep up with swallowing them. Finally, after probably fifteen or sixteen good spurts, his hips collapsed back onto the bed. I continued to pump him with my hand and was rewarded with a few more rivulets of liquid which I happily lapped up. 

Eventually, his cock shrank back to, what I assumed was his normal sized. I continued to lick at him and my hand until there was no liquid left. I looked up at him and smiled. He managed a weak smile. I felt a stickiness on my lips so I stuck my tongue out and licked the cum from my lips. He shuddered at the sight. 

His breathing slowly returned to normal. "Oh, Ally. That was fantastic!"

I smiled up at him and with an evil gleam in my eye, said, "I want some more!"

He groaned as I popped his cock back into my mouth and started to suck him again. "Noooo, Ally, I can't, I just came quarts."

Popping him from my mouth, I smiled, "I know. And it was soooo gooood, I have to have more." Before he could protest, I began to suck him again.

This time, I was not so delicate. I began to suck him in earnest and my hands were both busy; my right hand pumping him hard as my left one squeezed his balls none too gently. My tongue was a whirling dervish inside my mouth. Soon, my ministrations had the desired effect. Slowly, his cock began to swell. Soon, it was fully hard again.

I sucked and pumped, sucked and pumped. He let out a gasp and I felt the first of four short blasts into my mouth. The cum was quite a bit thinner this time. Still, it tasted like manna. 

Joel was gasping for breath when I released his shriveling cock this time. It splatted wetly to his belly and lay there like a dead snake. I looked up coyly at him and smiled, "Got any more?"

He covered himself with his hands and groaned, "Noooo, my balls are aching now. You have to give me time to recuperate."

I bounced from the bed joyously. "Ok, then let's go to the beach." I felt totally energized. Powerful. I looked back and Joel was struggling to get out of bed. I laughed as I skipped down the hall,

That summer, Joel and I were inseparable. In the ten weeks until I had to leave for college, I sucked him off almost four hundred times, five to six times a day. I figure I swallowed a gallon or two of his cum that summer. We would do it any time we could, anywhere we could. On more than on occasion, we were caught by other people. A group of his buddies saw us once. Some girls from school another time. I guess, I had to expect a reputation. And so, my nickname became, Easy. I strive to earn it every day.

I went away to college that fall. Joel was both happy and sad to see me go. I think that if he had had to produce much more cum for me, his balls would have imploded. My reputation as a world class cocksucker followed me. Almost from my first day there, I was a very popular girl. Guys would call me up and ask me out. They would take me to concerts, plays, dinners, movies. I got gifts. Silly men, they didn't have to do all that. I would have sucked them off for nothing! I loved it, and still do. I didn't care who they were, what they looked like, where they were from, all I wanted was their cum, and I got it. Plenty of it. 

I sucked off my English professor once. He thought I wanted a better grade. I turned in an 'A' paper anyway. Was he ever surprised.

I worked as a volunteer in a retirement home for the summer between my junior and senior year. One night, I was checking in on an elderly man. I would usually sit with him for awhile, watch TV, talk, whatever. He had always been very nice to me. This particular night, I dropped by and he seemed depressed. I asked him what was wrong. He said that that day was to be his fiftieth wedding anniversary. His wife had died the previous year and he was feeling lonely.

Tears filled my eyes as he recalled his life with his wife and the wonderful things they had done together. He was sitting in a lounge chair and I was kneeling on the floor at his side. My hands were resting on his lap as he gently stroked my hair. I looked up at him and he had a far away look in his eyes. I took his hand in mine and kissed the palm of it. I gently kissed all his fingers. I looked up into his eyes and he was smiling at me. 

"What can I do for you, Mr. B?" 

His smile broadened, "You have listened to an old man boor you with his lifes story. I can ask for no more."

"I could come visit you later, if you like?"

"That would be nice, dear. You better get back now."

I left and went about my duties. At about eleven o'clock that night, I returned to his room. I slowly opened the door and crept in. A small nightlight dimly illuminated the room so I could make out that he was in bed asleep.

I removed my uniform and set it on the chair. I then crawled into bed with Mr. B. He did not stir. I reached my hand into his pajama bottoms and felt his soft cock, nestled in his pubic hair. It stirred slightly under my touch.

I slid beneath the covers and turned around in the bed. I untied the string tie at the waist of his pajamas and slid them down, exposing his cock. It looked so small and helpless. I took it into my mouth and gently began to suck. Mr. B began to moan and I felt his hand on my ass. He slipped a finger in me and felt my wetness. This caused him to grow fully erect. 

It took me a good fifteen minutes of hard sucking, but I was finally rewarded with half a dozen strong spurts of the sweetest tasting cum I had ever had. Just before he drifted back to full sleep, he said, "Thank you Doreen. That was the best yet." Doreen was the name of his late wife. 

The next day I dropped in on him at dinner time and he was the most happy, cheerful fellow imaginable. We talked for awhile and then I had to go. All through the conversation, though, he would occasionally lift his right hand to his nose and dreamily take a whiff. All the nurses remarked that night how happy Mr. B was and whatever it was that made him that way, they hoped he got more of it. I realized that I had a special gift and to keep it to myself would be a crime. I continued to visit Mr. B throughout the rest of the summer. Neither of us mentioned the events of that night. 

I graduated this past May with honors. Honors that I earned. I also realized a milestone, one thousand men sucked off in four years. Freshmen, sophomores, juniors, seniors, grad students, professors. I had some of all of them. Jocks, nerds, and everyone in between. And every single one of them left me with gratitude in their hearts. I swallowed literally gallons of cum in this time. It seems that I have derived some additional benefits from all that cum, I have a remarkably clear complexion, my hair is shinier, even my tits have gone from a B cup to overflowing a C cup!


Easy



Now, with my degree in finance, I have a job offer in Atlanta. A whole new town with lots of men.



Easy A



Rachel couldn't believe it. She had worked hard preparing for this psychology test. She had passed up more than a couple of social engagements just to put in extra time studying and she was certain she knew the material. As mad as she was, she had played it cool when she approached Professor Jackson about the score.

"Excuse me Professor Jackson, I would really like to discuss the test results with you." she said softly as she approached the big desk as the rest of the students cleared the room.

"What seems to be the problem? I am sure you will tell me how I made a mistake in my grading, you students always do." he said with bitterness.

"Oh! No sir!" she said feigning shock. "It's just, well I really thought I knew the material and obviously I do not understand it at all because I cannot understand where I lost points. I was hoping that I could come by and see you tomorrow in your office to go over it. I am sure with a little bit of time with you one on one I will much better understand this stuff and be better prepared for the final."

He was quite taken aback by this statement causing him to stammer over his response, "Umm...uh....yeah....yes, of course we can meet. I...umm...let me see....yes, I have classes until 3:30 tomorrow. We can meet at 4:00. Does that work for you?"

"Of course it does Professor Jackson. You are doing me a huge favor helping me out, I will do whatever it takes." she said with a sly smile and then added, "To make the appointment I mean." she then turned And walked out of the room.

That was all yesterday and Rachel had spent the day planning for her meeting with Professor Jackson, there was no way she was leaving his office without an improved grade. She had noticed the special attention he gave to girls in class when they wore certain outfits and she had strategically selected her outfit for the meeting. It was a pleated skirt that came to just above mid-thigh. She wore a nice form fitting white short sleeve sweater and had on a pair of black heels.

Rachel made certain she timed her arrival correctly, she did not want to be too early or too late and put the professor in a bad mood. She knocked on his office door promptly at 4:00 and heard the voice on the other side say, "Come in."

As she stepped into his office she noticed he was sitting at his desk busy at work.

"Professor, did I come at a bad time?" she asked in a quiet voice. "I thought you had said today at 4:00, but I may have been mistaken."

"What?" came his gruff reply and for the first time he looked up. Judging by the sudden change in his expression she was certain she had picked the right outfit. "Oh, I must have gotten caught up in my work and forgotten."

"I can come back later if you want me to"

"No!" he almost tripped over himself saying it. "I mean it will not take but a couple of minutes to finish up. You can stay and make yourself comfortable."

"Thanks." she said and with that she sat down in the seat opposite him cause her skirt to rise a little and then crossed her legs causing it to rise a little more. He was staring intently at her and she just asked, "Don't you need to finish that?"

"Oh, yes" he replied.

He had been working for only 30seconds when she spoke up. "I love your office! It is so masculine and mature. Normally I am just hanging out in the dorm rooms and all the guys have posters up of naked women and beer."

"What?" he asked startled. As he looked up at her again.

"Naked women and beer! You know those cheap posters you get on the quad. It is nothing like your office, so elegant, mature and masculine. It really gives the feeling of a man who knows himself and is secure in that. I think it's very sexy, I bet you really know how to take care of a girl." she almost immediately buried her face in her hands' "Oh my god! I can not believe I just said that." behind her hands her mouth had curled into a devious smile. "I am really sorry I just broke up with my boyfriend and I am afraid I am a bit out of sorts right now."

"it's okay," he said reassuringly, "I will take it as a compliment."

"What's that?" Rachel asked as she fixed her sight on an object on the highest shelf to the right of his desk. Truthfully she did not care what it was, it was the positioning she was most interested in. She got up and walked to the shelves stood on her toes and stretched her body out as far as she could making sure to lift her skirt as high as she could in the process. She knew he was looking and her plan was working perfectly.

He got up and was walking to where she was stretching, answering her question. She could tell he was craning his neck trying to get a better view of her ass. Just as he got near she "lost her balance" and fell toward him. As she expected he caught her as she feel against his shoulder. As he lifted her up she was pulled close to him so she could press her body against him. He was a good foot taller than her so even in her heels she looked up into his eyes.

"Are you alright?"

"Thanks to you." she said as she put her hands on his shoulders and smiled. "If you had not been there I would have ended up on my hands and knees on the floor" as she said this she felt something twitch against her. "Are you alright, professor?"

"I am fine, why do you ask?"

"Well I have been nothing but a distraction since I arrived today. And now it seems I am creating other problems for you." He looked at her in a confused way. "well it seems your test is not the only thing in this office that is hard." and with that she moved her hand and began caressing his cock through his trousers. "Maybe I can make it up to you." she cooed.

Rachel continued to stroke his hard cock through his trousers as she lowered herself in front of him so that the zipper of his trousers was right in front of her. She leaned in and took the zipper with her teeth and began to tug, slowly lowering his zipper all the while caressing and striking him. Once she had gained full access to inside his trousers she slid one hand inside. She looked up at him and her mouth opened and she let out a little gasp as hear hand found his stiff member and realized there were no more layers of clothes between her hand and his hard manhood.

"Professor! Your not wearing anything under here! I never would have guess you go commando."

She then pulled his hard cock out of the fly she had just opened and began stroking his as she stared at it. There was a little drop of precum leaking from the head of his cock. Rachel leaned in and gently licked the precum. As she pulled away she made sure a string remained to connect her tongue to him all the while she looked him deeply in the eyes. He moaned as she did this. She then reached up and undid the buckle of his belt and quickly followed by undoing the button of his trousers. As she did this she let the trousers fall to his ankles. With his cock now fully free Rachel leaned in and begin to flick her tongue over the tip as she continued to stroke his shaft. With her other hand she began to fondle his balls as she lifted his cock slightly and let her tongue trace down the underside of his shaft. Rachel looked up and saw him looking down at her. With her eyes locked on his she began taking him into her mouth. She heard him moan. She continued to work her mouth up and down his cock as the stroked him with one hand and caressed his balls with the other. She moved further down his shaft with each motion and had his cock well lubricated with a mixture of her saliva and his precum. Rachel pulled away from him just to catch her breath a little and she looked up at him.

"Am I making up for the distraction?" she teased, but he did not answer he simply reached behind her head and pulled her mouth back to his cock. That was all the confirmation Rachel needed and immediately began working him even harder than before. As she pushed further down his cock she felt the tip press against the back of her throat. She held there just a bit longer and withdrew to catch her breath again. She then opened her mouth a little wider and pushed down, this time as she felt his cock press the back of her throat she continued to push. She felt his cock begin to slide down her throat and as it did Rachel reached under her skirt and began to play with her wet pussy. As she rubbed her clit she moved her head up and down sliding his cock in and out of her throat. She heard him moan deeply and he reached behind her head and began to push her further down. 

She was so turned on it felt as though her pussy was leaking. She began to rub herself harder and faster. Soon she was so focused on rubbing herself that she had all but stopped working on the professor. Not prepared to let that ruin his time he began to slide his cock in and out of her on his own. He completely withdrew for just a second and Rachel was thankful as she needed a breather from the throat penetration, but the reprieve was short lived. Just as she had caught her breath and began sliding two fingers inside her dripping pussy he pushed his cock back into her mouth. He wasted little time and within a couple of strokes he had his cock back down her throat pushing deeper down. 

His pace was picking up as he fucked her throat with both hands behind her her. His assertiveness was getting the better of her and as she rubbed her clit and slide her fingers in and out of her pussy she felt an orgasm wash over her body and let a muffled moan push through her throat. This must have been all the invitation he needed because as she moaned the professor pushed completely into her mouth. She could feel his balls against her lower lip and she loved the feeling. As much as she was enjoying herself she needed more. Rachel pushed back against the professor and managed to withdraw him from her mouth, but before he could object Rachel had spun around and was there in front of him on her hands and knees, skirt thrown up on her back and her bare ass and pussy up in the air. 

Rachel looked back over her shoulder at him and said, "I need your cock in my pussy now."

The professor did not need a second invitation and quickly took a step forward, dropped to one knee and began to line his cock up. He slid the head of it over her lips feeling how wet she was , he slowly slid the tip inside of her and then with one thrust he fully penetrated her, Rachel gasped as she felt him fill her. He begin immediately thrusting in and out of her slamming agains her ass each time. She felt his hands as he held onto her waist, it was not long before he had established his tempo and as sliding in and out of her well lubricated from her juices. She felt as he ran a hand up her back sending chills down her spine. He reached around and began to cup her breast, pinched her nipple. She moaned in ecstasy. As she steadied herself with one hand against his thrusts she reached between her legs and began rubbing her clit. The sensation of his thrusting and pinching coupled with her rubbing sent her over the edge. She shuddered as the orgasm took over her body.

Rachel collapsed forward, barely holding herself on her elbows as her face pressed to the carpet causing her ass to stick further up into the air. The professor took this as an invitation and withdrew his cock from her soaked pussy and she felt the head of his cock press against her ass. Rachel simply moaned as he began to slide into her. It had been so long since she had been fucked in the ass she forgot how much she liked it. As he stretched her she felt the juices begin to flow in her pussy once more. Once he had fully penetrated her he begin to slowly withdraw and then slide back into her. He was not matching the aggression he had before, whether he was being gentle for her sake or his she didn't know, but she did know it was no good.

She looked back over her showered, " Fuck me in the ass professor, fuck me hard. Fuck me like you mean it."

This was all the encouragement he needed and began to thrust harder and faster. Rachel had gone back to rubbing her pussy as she felt his balls slapping against it. She was beginning to moan again. She could feel his cock deep inside her ass pounding and stretching. It was amazing and Rachel did not know how much more she could take, then she felt the professor grab her hair and begin to pull her hair. He pulled her head back and kept thrusting this was the final straw and Rachel begin to buck and felt her ass clinch around his cock.

Just as her orgasm subsided she felt the professor push deep inside of her one more time and she knew he was about to cum. 

Immediately Rachel leaned forward withdrawing his cock from her and she spun around to take his cock into her mouth. Rachel had just closed her lips around him when she felt the first stream hit the back of her throat. The professor let out a deep moan, pushed her head further down and continued to pump his load into her. She did her best to keep up, but some began to drip from her mouth. Just as she thought she could not take any more he began to subside. Rachel ran her tongue around his cock and sucked as she withdrew. As his cock popped free from her mouth she wiped her chin with her finger and pushed his cum into her mouth and swallowed. Seeing just a little bit of cum oozing from the tip of his cock she suck the head back in and continued to suck him until he had no more to offer.

Fully spent he collapsed back in the chair and looked down at Rachel. She smiled at him and said, "Now, let's talk about that test!"

"What?!" he said startled

"The test. The one on the psychology of manipulation. After all professor that is why we are her, remember" she teased. "Let's see, positive reinforcement and playing the victim got me in here. Knowing your vulnerabilities and playing innocent got you set up for the seduction. I would think I have shown a pretty good grasp of manipulation. Certainly better than that D."

The professor sat shocked. "Yes, but I can not just change the grade like that."

"Come on professor, you got what you wanted, surely you can do something for me. Besides, there is one more method of manipulation I haven't tried." she looked at him coyly, " Blackmail!"

"Ok fine. You have demonstrated a working knowledge of the material. I am sure we can work something out.

"Work something out?"

"Well you have demonstrated knowledge of this material, but what about next time? There is one other thing you have shown me today." he said and a smile spread across his face, "You are much better suited for oral exams."

Rachel smiled back at the professor. This class was going to be an easy A. 



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The phone on my bed stand began to ring as I was applying the last bit of liner to my eyes. I finished the line...ending it at the corner in a little upturn, giving me that Cleopatra sultriness I was known for. When I picked up the phone all I heard was static. "Hello? Hello?" I asked, getting no response. 

"Pervert," I muttered...then approached my closet to pick out the perfect outfit that would cling to my tight body.

I selected a simple black dress made of a clingy material with skinny straps that criss-crossed in the back. I opted to forget underwear and a bra since it was a muggy night, and besides...I loved the feel of the material against every inch of my silky tanned skin. I would have to remember not to bend over at the waist since the hem of the skirt is slightly short. I also decided not to put band-aids over my perky nipples because tonight I was into the feel of letting my body be itself. I then put on my strappy black platforms, grabbed a sweater from the closet in case a cold wind appeared and stepped out into the garage. I hopped in my car and I was off to meet my friends at our favorite club Tropic.

I joined the line outside Tropic and quickly made my way to the front where the bouncer, whom I had fucked one night in a drunken frenzy, frisked me only to find that there was nothing on me but my thin dress and shoes. His eyes lit up as he looked me over and I looked at the front of his pants...noticing that his monster cock was making a tent. I leaned up to his chest, pressing my 34C tits into him, and whispered in his ear, "In the alley, 12 am." I licked his neck, feeling my pulse quicken and my pussy start to moisten. He wasn't bad looking at all with his big muscles, dark hair, and I was really horny for the big cock bulging through his pants. His name was Rick and he just smiled at me and nodded, then pointed inside the club so I went on in to meet up with my friends, Kitty and Lacey. 

I went straight for the bar and ordered 3 shots of tequila, signaling my girlfriends on the other side of the bar. They came over, Kitty in her belly-baring tank top and hip huggers, and Lacey in her black slinky pants and tube top. Kitty tossed the shot back and gave me a huge smile as I tossed mine back. I immediately remembered the night before when she and I had been licking deep into each other's sweet pussies and cumming all over her satin sheets. I leaned over and licked the last of the tequila from her lush lips and ran my fingers through her long curly blonde hair. I stepped back and smiled at Lacey, whom I didn't know well but definitely wanted to fuck soon. Lacey had the huge tits, like a 36D or something and so curvy and petite with creamy skin and long black hair. The look in her sparkling green eyes told me I was going to get my wish sooner rather than later.

The three of us were soon on the dance floor rubbing all over each other and drawing the eye of every horny man in the club. I had my hands all over Kitty as she ran her hands through my shoulder-length black hair, pulling it and me toward her to nibble at my lips and make the juices drip down my thighs. All this got me so hot I almost forgot the time but not quite! I hurried off the dance floor and through the crowd. I went out the back exit to meet up with Rick.

As I was waiting I heard the door open behind me. I chose not to turn around, deciding a nice fuck from behind would make me cum so fucking hard. I was contemplating this when I was suddenly pressed against the wall and my hands brought behind my back. I could feel the warm brick through my dress, scratching at my nipples and making me moan. I heard a voice that wasn't Rick's say, "I saw you dancing with your friends. Rick told me you would be out here so I decided to take his place." 

His voice was right next to my ear, which made me shiver. I felt one of his hands let go of mine as he ran it over my hip to my ass. He slid it down my thigh and then began to lift my skirt up over my tight ass.

"Mmmmm baby you got one hell of an ass," he said as his hand began to undo his fly and then I felt a smooth, hard cock slap against it.

His hand began to travel up to my tits as he rubbed his cock between my thighs, getting it wet with my juices. I felt my nipple being pulled and I start to moan. 

"Ohhh god I'm going to fuck you so hard bitch," he groaned as he bent me over a bit and shoved his cockmeat hard into my hungry pussy. I yelled as he let go of my hands and gripped my hips to thrust deep into me. My body shook with the force of the pounding and I started to moan even more. 

"Ohhh god! Fuck me you asshole! Harder damnit!" I screamed.

I could feel his nails digging into my hips, making me wince but at the same time even more excited with the pain/pleasure feel of it. I began to play with my clit, rubbing it around and round. I had to brace myself against the wall with one arm...feeling it dig into my delicate skin. I pushed my ass back feeling him grinding into my pussy as I began to cum. I could feel my cum drip down my legs as wave after wave of pleasure shook my body.

Just when I though I would collapse he pulled out of my pussy and began to rub the juices from my pussy against my tight asshole with his cockhead. Before I knew it he shoved it into my ass, stretching me and making me gasp from the sensation. He started to push in and out of my slippery ass and I could feel myself getting hotter.

"Oh fuck me baby, make me cum!" I yelled, then began to furiously rub my clit some more. I groaned as I started to cum for the second time.....my ass and pussy both clenching as my body shivered with my orgasm.

My ass clenched around his ramming cock as I heard him groan his release as well. He unleashed what seemed like a load of cum into my tight ass as I was on the verge of collapse from the strength of my orgasm.

I leaned against the wall trying to catch my breath while he pulled out and tucked himself back in his pants.

He gave my ass a huge whack, said "Thanks" and then I heard the door open and the music from the club filled the alley. I pulled down my dress and walked back into the club, going straight for the bathroom, where I cleaned up the cum dripping down my shaking legs.



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To say that I was in heat by the time my boyfriend Benny and I headed out for a Halloween party is an understatement, to say the least. What's worse, he knew that I was hornier than a proverbial toad, but for reasons that would only later become clear to me, he decided to make me hold off on getting some nookie.

The aforementioned party was an annual shindig given by some friends of ours at a nearby event hall. We usually went every year without fail, but because we had missed the previous year, there was no doubt that we'd be attending this time. As for my costume, it was nothing special, really. I'm a nurse by profession, so I was just going to go in some of my own scrubs and a face mask, with a stethoscope to complete the look. However, it was Benny's choice of costume that was a bit...I guess daring would be a good word. We figured since I was going as a "surgeon", that he should be my "patient". This was all well and good, but when I saw what, or should I say how little, he had planned on wearing, I was a bit more than surprised. 

I was dressed and waiting when Benny finally got back to our apartment, and as I started in on him for making us close to an hour and a half late, he assured me that it'd take less than a minute for him to get ready. I followed him to our bedroom and watched as he pulled a thin hospital gown from a plastic shopping bag. He then proceeded to take off all of his clothes--underwear included--pulling the flimsy gown on over his birthday suit. 

"Tie this for me, will ya?" Benny said, turning to expose his plump, bare naked backside.

"Wait...is this a joke? It's barely fifty degrees outside." 

"Don't be such a nurse, Jackson!" he cried. "It's Halloween! AAAnnddd....it's just a short walk to the car and then into the party. Besides, I've got my coat. And I have you to keep me warm, right?"

"But you're...naked," I said as I tied the first of four straps that were supposed to close off the gown in back. 

"So, that's why I feel that breeze," he quipped sarcastically.

"Well, I figured there'd be a gown involved when you agreed to go as my patient, but I didn't know you were going to go all...out."

"People hardly ever have anything on under these things, right?"

"Mostly, no."

"Well, let's just say I like to be authentic," he joked.

"Does this mean I get to feel you up during the night...whenever the mood hits me?" 

"Mmmm...maybe."

"To be honest, I was hoping we'd get in a little lovin' before we left for the party..." I said, leaning in to nuzzle Benny's neck. I wrapped my arms around him and felt myself getting hard. 

"Unh uhh...", he said, gently freeing himself from my grasp. "If we do it now, then it'll ruin the surprise I was saving for later on." 

"Come on," I protested. "I've been horny all day. And what, with this...you being naked thing and all...it isn't making it any easier. Why wait?" 

"Because good things come to those who do," he said. "Besides, you said yourself that we're late, so we really should be getting a move on." Benny backed up a few feet to give me a good look, holding his arms out in an overly-exaggerated pose. "Whaddayathink?"

"God, you're gorgeous," I said. Benny was just under six feet tall with a built, moderately hairy physique that he kept toned by frequent visits to the gym. His chestnut-colored hair was in a crew cut, which is the way it always was, and he usually alternated between a proper goatee or a soul patch with no moustache at all (on this night he was sporting the latter). His skin had the ability to be sun-kissed year-round, and I frequently let him know how envious I was of this fact. Benny was a contrast to me, with my fair skin, bright blue eyes, tussled mane of blondish-brown curls and just-shy-of 6'3" stature. Whenever I'd wear my glasses (which was more often than not), he would jokingly tell me that I looked like Bo Duke with spectacles. 

Benny's hospital gown barely touched his knees, and as he backed up a bit more, I could see his thick cock flopping underneath it. I asked him to turn around, and when he did, I noticed the crack of his ass peeking out from the slit in the back. 

"Um, your ass is showing," I said.

"You couldn't tie it any tighter?" Benny asked.

I shook my head and said, "Any tighter and it would rise up considerably. You don't want your balls to be on display the whole night, do you?"

He laughed and moved to the other side of the room, checking himself out in the full-length mirror.

"Well shit, I guess you'll just have to stand behind me the whole night."

"I doubt it. By the time we get there, everybody'll be so blitzed they won't notice you're au naturel under that thing."

"Ya think?"

"Yep. Then again, you could put on some underwear."

He shot me a playfully incredulous look and said, "Well, where's the fun in that?" 

"Okay, but just remember not to bend over too often. And sit with your legs closed, young man."

"You mean I can't do this...?" Benny asked, bending over far enough for the gown to rise and reveal his two globular, slightly hairy butt-cheeks. I gave him a smack across his fleshy bottom, hard enough that it made him snap upright, screaming, "Owwww!!" 

"Want me to kiss it and make it all better?" I asked, getting to my knees.

"Maybe later. But for now, let's hit the road, doc."

**

Someone dressed as one of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles greeted us at the entrance, handing us both plastic pumpkins filled with assorted Halloween favors. We stepped into the cavernous hall and, as expected, things were definitely in full swing. Loud music blared over the sound system, and the massive crowd danced and cavorted in their Halloween best amidst silly decorations, theatrical fog and eerie orange, green and blue strobe lighting. We spotted a coat check area and promptly did away with outer garments--I with my leather jacket and Benny with his pea coat. We then made our way toward the vicinity of the food/punch bowl table to survey the goings-on. 

"Happening party, wouldn't you say?" I asked after pulling down my face mask.

"For sure," said Benny. "I think we came at just the right time."

"Are you trying to make me forget that we're late?"

"Don't worry, I don't think they've started bobbing for apples yet."

"Very funny," I blurted. "Speaking of apples, how're yours holding up?" I gripped his right ass cheek firmly and squeezed it, relishing it's firmness beneath the soft cotton hospital gown.

"Ooh, if you keep that up, you might make Benny Jr. stand at attention," he said.

"That's the intent ." 

Benny took a noisemaker from his pumpkin bucket and blew it in my face, and just as I went into my bucket for a little retaliation, Death himself approached us. 

"Well, check out who finally arrived!" Death yelled, pulling his hood off to reveal our good friend Marty, one of the throwers of the party and all-around good guy. His face was covered in white and black paint done up to make him resemble a skull. 

"Marty!" Benny shouted. "We were just remarking about the sheer epicness of your little soiree! It looks like there's more people than ever!"

"Yeah, I think everyone I told about it invited ten more people. But hey, the more the merrier, right?!"

"Exactly," I chimed in. "We would've gotten here sooner, but I had to wait for Methuselah here to get home and all."

"I don't think Jackson's ever heard of being fashionably late," Benny said.

Marty laughed and said, "Well, you know how these things always go into the wee hours. Lateness is a non-issue. Hey, speaking of fashion, you guys look awesome."

"You too!" I said. "Who did your make-up?"

"A neighbor of mine is heavily into theater, and he had all the paint and shit for my face. I've had this cloak for a couple of years, and finally decided to put it to some good use. Let me guess, you guys are surgeon and patient, right?"

"You got it!" said Benny. I suddenly had an oh shit moment, hoping that Marty wouldn't investigate Benny's outfit too closely. I glanced down and saw Benny's manhood bulging beneath the hospital gown, and just knew that the jig would be up. 

"Well, you both look great," said Marty. Just then, someone from across the room yelled his name. "Coming!!!" he shouted back. "Listen, I'm gonna run, but I'll see you guys later. Don't forget to stick around for the big giveaway at midnight!"

"Sure thing, Mart!" I yelled as he made his way across the room. I turned to Benny and said, "Big giveaway, huh? Wonder what that could be."

"I dunno, but I plan on giving away a little something myself tonight," Benny said.

"Really? You gonna tell me, or are you gonna make me guess?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

**

Bobbing for apples is a lot trickier than it looks, and I was as much a failure at it that night as any other time. You'd think that with a room full of people cheering me on, along with my, ahem, rather adept skills at most things oral, that I'd at least be able to get one of those damn things between my teeth. But, it wasn't to be. Before long I felt the tap on my shoulder from some guy dressed like a Pez dispenser telling me my time was up.

"But I almost had one!" I yelled in vain.

"That's okay, babe," Benny said reassuringly, patting me on the back. "You gave it a good try. Now, it's my turn."

"You're not gonna be able to get one," I said matter-of-factly.

"Please. It's a piece of cake."

I swiped the water away from my face and joined the rest of the crowd gathered around the bucket, with people giving me thumbs up and telling me I'd "get 'em next time." Benny stretched and cracked his knuckles, readying himself to dip his head into the bucket and give it a go. With his legs spread, he waited until the Pez guy counted three and went at it, thrashing around madly trying to snatch an apple. It wasn't long before I noticed his hospital gown rising a little too high. His toned, supple thighs were clearly displayed, and the harder he tried to snag an apple, the further the gown rose. I snuck up behind him quickly, checking his progress and, more importantly, keeping his naked ass from being exposed to everyone in clear view. The countdown began quickly with the crowd chanting "Ten! Nine! Eight!..." Before they hit five, Benny emerged from the water with a fat, red apple between his teeth and a look of excitement on his soaked face. He took a giant bite out of the fruit and grinned, saying, "Like I told you, a piece of cake."

**

It was just after eleven o'clock when Benny told me he was ready to unleash his little surprise on me. We'd been at the bar for a while, drying off (I'd long-since ditched my face mask, as it became soaked beyond repair during the apple-bobbing event) and chugging down Coronas at semi-warp speed. The opening chords of Golden Earring's "Twilight Zone" suddenly blared out from the sound system, and I quickly exclaimed my excitement. 

"I love this song!" I shouted. "Let's dance!"

"Maybe later," Benny said. He took me by the hand and led me through the crowd across the room to a lengthy, dark, narrow corridor. With nary a person around, we swiftly made our way down the hall, and the loud sounds of music along with the chatter of the partygoers became nothing more than a pulsing, muffled echo. We entered a door marked "Gents" and he closed the door behind us, pinning me up against it. 

"You know that fantasy of yours you've always told me about?" Benny asked breathlessly, directly into my ear. "The one where you're having sex in a public bathroom stall?"

"Vaguely," I answered, knowing full well that it was one of my all-time favorite fantasies, but certainly not one that I was expecting to experience on this night.

"Well...how about we make that fantasy come true tonight?"

"You mean...here? Right now?"

"Yeah here, right now. Why not?"

I paused for a moment, trying to think of a plausible reason why I shouldn't fuck my boyfriend in this tiny public restroom. I came up empty. "I can't think of any reason," I said.

"Me either." 

Benny reached down and grabbed my crotch, squeezing my cock and balls with a firm but tender grip. He pressed against me and I could feel his near-rock-hard cock poking my thigh. I had a good buzz going from having imbibed the better part of a six-pack of Coronas, and for me, a good buzz always equals horny. Without hesitation I scooped Benny up into my arms and carried him in the direction of the first of three stalls that lined the wall. He wrapped his legs tightly around my waist and let out a lustful sigh, and I suddenly wanted him more than I'd ever wanted him. I slammed the stall door shut with my foot and put Benny down, looking into his hazel eyes as he looked into mine. He playfully lashed his tongue out at my mouth, daring me to open it and kiss him. I looked down briefly and caught the front of his gown jutting out like a tent with a long pole underneath it. It moved when he voluntarily made his cock jump without touching it.

"You want that, don't you?" he asked, with the look of a wanton slut in his eyes. He pulled me closer to him and grabbed my ass with both hands, squeezing it as hard as he could in his strong grasp. He let out a slight moan as he ground me into his rigid cock, and I could feel his breath brushing against my shoulder. I embraced him tightly, reaching beneath the gown to let my fingers spread his ass cheeks and delicately dance around his exposed asshole. The tiny hairs that framed his tender sphincter tickled my fingertips, and I fought back the urge to plunge them all the way end, for it was my own cock that would soon get that privilege. 

I backed away a bit and squatted before him, marveling at the tented hospital gown before me. He was standing with his back to the wall and his legs spread over the toilet bowl, with closed eyes and a breathing pattern that let me know he was more than ready to be taken. Slowly, I grabbed the hem of the gown and lifted it, and in a complete 180 from my feelings from before, I was ecstatic that he'd chosen a costume that would provide such easy access. His cock was fully engorged and wobbly, pointing out at my face like a snake ready to strike, and I draped the hem of the gown over it the way one would if carrying a jacket over his arm. The big, cut, mushroom head glistened in the faint glow of fluorescent light with the slightest amount of precum, and I lapped it up gingerly amongst shuddering protests from Benny. He grabbed my hair and tried in vain to guide my lapping and licking, but it was of no use, because before long I was enveloping all 7 ½ thick inches of him, taking him eagerly in as I'd always done--down to the base of his shaft. He let out a grunt that bounced off the cold, steel walls of the graffiti-covered stall like a rubber ball, and I knew that he was mine for the taking. I grabbed and rubbed his naked buttocks as I took him in my mouth, eventually making him turn over into a bent position so that his ass was in my face. 

"Take it, Jackie!" he commanded, and I lifted the back of the gown to reveal his perfect ass. Wisps of hair covered the toned, taut cheeks, and I went in for both of them the way a ravenous dog would a piece of meat. I reached around and grabbed his stiff cock, and he cried as his body jerked from the immense pleasure. Benny's precum soaked my hand as I pulled his massive member between his thighs and began to suck and jerk him off from behind. With my other hand, I came up and separated his ass cheeks, letting my thumb dig into the moist, warm asshole as if it had a mind of its own. 

"Oh fuck!" Benny called out as my thumb probed deeper into his man pussy. Before long I replaced my thumb with my tongue, savoring the salty taste of him. He smelled of a musty, manly smell--a mix of Irish Spring soap, body spray and sweat. His legs began to buckle and quiver as I intensified my jerking of his cock and my lapping of his sweet ass. I was at it so long that I could barely breathe, as my face became fully engulfed in his hungry, hairy, plump bottom. He fed it to me with a fervor unlike any I'd experienced from him in the four years we'd been a couple.

I could feel my own thick, eight-inch cock throbbing at full stiffness, and decided to break it from its confinement. I briefly stopped working on Benny to pull down the pants of my surgeon costume. Without thought, I clumsily removed them along with my boxers over my sneakers, draping them along with my stethoscope on the metal stall door hook. I was fully ready to go back to work on Benny, but he had something else in mind. He slammed the toilet lid down and sat down on it, pulling his hospital gown up far enough that he was able to spread his legs as wide as they would go. I knew what was coming next so I closed my eyes, letting my head go back and readying myself to savor it all. I felt his firm grip take hold of my hard prick, and soon thereafter I was bathed in the warm sensations of being taken into Benny's wet, hungry mouth. At first he worked it slowly, only going down about halfway, while caressing my tense, cum-heavy balls with his fingers. He would occasionally break to rub the hairs on his chin against my thighs and balls, and it drove me insane. I tried to suppress my groans, but with what he was doing to me, it became nearly impossible. A loud cry escaped my lips, and Benny took this as his cue to fully go down on me. I could hear him gagging on my pulsating cock, but he'd be damned if he'd wimp out on blowing me to full length since I'd just given him the same treatment. I lifted my head and looked down to take a gander at my man having his own salacious way with me. His head bobbed up and down in overdrive as he fought to give me pleasure to its full extent. He glanced up at me, and I spotted a tear escape the corner of his left eye and run down his cheek--a side effect of having spent the last few minutes gagging on my thick beer can cock. 

"Well, does the reality live up to the fantasy?" he asked.

"Oh, it's so much better," I answered, caressing the back of his head. He quickly went back to work, and I ground my pubic area into his face as he was taking me completely in to his mouth. It was so good that I almost lost my footing, but I quickly caught my balance by placing both hands on either side of the stall. I would've come in his mouth if I didn't stop him when I did. And that would have been a bad thing because I wanted to plunge my dick into his hungry hole before I let go of my seed. I grabbed him by the shoulders and made him stand up, bringing him face to face with me. In the dim light of the restroom, I could see tiny beads of sweat on his beautiful, tanned forehead, nose and upper lip. He grabbed my cock again and began to beat it, never taking his gaze away from mine. 

"Are you ready to get fucked like you've never been fucked before?" I said.

"I've been waiting for it all night, baby" he said. 

With that, I turned him around and bent him over so that his arms rested on the toilet tank. I lifted the hospital gown and pushed it up over his shoulder blades, stepping back a bit to marvel at the beautiful naked man before me. He widened his stance, making his ass all the more ready for me to plow, and I licked my right palm and rubbed the saliva along the shaft of my cock. I inched closer, rubbing my head along the spread crack of his ass to find the hole. When I finally found it, I plunged in, prompting Benny to gasp and jerk upright. I quickly pushed him back down and slowed my pace, not wanting either of us to get off too quickly. His knees began to buckle and I grabbed his hips with both hands, guiding his ass back onto my hard-on, and meeting each pounce with my own steady thrusting. I'd known by his whimpering that I'd struck gold--I was hitting his G-Spot or was damn near close to it. 

His back began to glisten with sweat. I rubbed one hand against it, and he met my caress with an even louder groan. "Unnhhh...it feels so good..." he whispered, and I could only grunt a response because it, too, was so good to me that words wouldn't have sufficed. I continued to pound him from behind for a good while longer before deciding to change our positions. Withdrawing slowly, I told Benny to stand up and face me. We stared at each other a minute before I lifted his gown up to fully expose his naked lower half again, then hoisted him into my arms, balancing him so that his spread asshole was in direct line to the head of my engorged cock. I quickly licked the palm of my hand for the second time, running it along my shaft to lube it as best I could. Benny closed his eyes and inhaled deeply as I eased him onto my cock, going into his hole about halfway. He bit his lower lip to suppress crying out, arching his back and forcing me to move forward a little. I began to guide his hips up and down, and before long he was riding my pole with ease. We rarely fucked in a standing position, but this confined, public space certainly called for it. Supporting his weight with just my arms was a feat, but the immense pleasure I was feeling at the moment certainly outweighed any slight discomfort. The sound of his ass slapping against my thighs filled the room, reverberating like the sound of wet, pliable rubber against rubber. That sound, coupled with the constant squeaking of my sneakers against the linoleum floor, made for an odd sort of tell-tale symphony of our heady lovemaking. He lifted his body so that he was once again face to face with me and plunged his hot, wet tongue into my waiting mouth. His and my moans became muffled by our passionate kisses. He reached down to once again massage my ass in his hands, slapping it ever so often as I plunged deeper and deeper into his hot man hole. We became so lost in us that we were almost oblivious when someone suddenly barreled into the restroom. Shock overtook us as we momentarily came out of our lustful trance to take a listen.




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"Fuck, man, this party is cool but I think I'm ready to bail," one guy said. From the sound of things, he was apparently at the one and only urinal in the room, which meant that the person he was with would be entering one of the stalls--but which one? 

"Shit!" Benny whispered, his eyes wide from fear of us getting caught.

"Shhh," I said quietly. We heard the tiny creak of the stall door opening at the far end, and breathed sighs of relief in the realization that the other guy had not decided to piss right next to us.

"You're ready now?" the second guy asked. "I was just getting in good with that chick dressed like Jessica Rabbit."

"Fuck you, bro. I told you she was mine!" said the first guy. 

"To hell with that shit! She's not wearing a sign that says she's your property, so as long as that's the case, I say she's fair game." We listened to the sound of these two drunk guys peeing in unison, trying simultaneously not to lose our hard-ons or be caught. I wanted to laugh at their blatant frat-boy drunkenness, but that would assure our getting caught, and I wasn't about to let that happen. The last drop of piss hit the bowl and stall guy flushed, followed by his buddy at the urinal. They exchanged a little more drunk straight guy banter before leaving, much to Benny's and my relief. 

"Now, where were we?" Benny asked.

"I was in the middle of fucking your brains out, remember?" I said.

"Well, get back to it." We fell right back into rhythm as if nothing happened. I was beginning to get soft but sprang to full attention in no time, but the reality of the situation was now crystal clear, so I figured we both needed to get our rocks off before others decided to unknowingly intrude on our little fuck-fest. I knew that what got Benny off the quickest was when I pinched his nipples and fucked him ferociously, and that was exactly what I planned to do. I reached under his gown and slid my hand up to his erect left nipple, playing with it between my pointer finger and thumb.

"Oh, Jackie...." he moaned, leaning his head back again. I became merciless in my thrusting, making sure that each time I dug in, I'd go far enough to hit up against his prostate gland. With my other hand I reached around and smacked his ass, loving the feeling as it jiggled against the palm of my hand. He suddenly began to beat his cock like mad. I went to help him along with it with the hand that had been slapping his ass--all the while still pinching his hard nipple with my other hand--but he stopped me, choosing to jerk it off himself. 

I tilted forward and leaned against the wall behind the toilet, steadying the both of us with one hand against the cold tile. I could feel the orgasm rising in the entire lower half of my body, but I was adamant that I'd allow Benny the pleasure of getting off first before I blew my load. His skin was slick with sweat as he worked himself up and down my cock, and it was obvious that he was about to let go of his pent-up load. I went from just pinching his nipple to fully grabbing and caressing the entire pec, which seemed to send him further into overdrive. He was stroking his own cock faster and harder, driving himself onto my dick with slow, hard, deliberate thrusts. I glimpsed at his face, which was twisted into an almost cartoonish expression of pleasure (mouth open, eyes sealed shut), and knew that it was time. With a yell, his body stiffened and arched, and I looked down to see him emit the first of four ropes of thick, hot cum. The first one shot up and hit my surgeon's shirt. His jerking navigated so that the head of his cock was pointed square at him, and a second shot hit him square on his exposed chest. A third went onto his upper abdomen, and the fourth and final one landed in his belly button, creating a creamy white pool in his cute little innie. His body became limp in my arms as he gave in to the lack of energy while coaxing the last remnants of cream from his throbbing head. Now, it was my turn to explode. 

"Come inside me!" Benny demanded, and I only happily obliged. Burying my face in the pit of his shoulder, I thrust forward a good three or four times before the first stream of my hot jism shot up into the nether regions of his asshole. I moaned as my sperm coated and warmed his insides, and did so again when I shot a second, even more explosive load into his body. 

"F-ff-u-u-c-k-k y-yeah..." I quietly cried, bringing Benny's body snugly against mine as I thrust again and let go of the final stream of cum into his hungry ass. We were both completely spent of energy, dripping with sweat and panting to catch our breath. After a while I let go of him, watching as he stood to rip off a wad of toilet paper. He was holding his hospital gown high enough to clean off the cum that had drenched his mid-section, and, in spite of the fact that I'd just come, I could feel myself become aroused again just looking at him. 

"Oh, I got a little on you," he said, carefully swiping the balled-up tissue across the chest area of my shirt. When he was done, I pulled him into me again, kissing him deeply and passionately while grinding my naked lower-half into his body. We were just short of going at it for a second time when the sound of raucous, muffled applause broke the silence of the restroom. 

"What's going on out there?" Benny asked.

"Must be the midnight giveaway," I said, remembering what Marty had told us earlier. 

"Right. What do you think it is?"

I shrugged and said, "Whatever it is, it can't be nearly as good as what you just gave me."

"You always know exactly what to say to make a boy feel good," he said, smiling.

"Can you walk?"

"I think so."

"Good. Let's go." I kissed him one last time and we hurriedly left before somebody else decided to use the restroom. 

A couple of hours later, on the way home from the party, Benny decided to make another of my fantasies come true--receiving a deep-throated blow job while driving.



Easy A's



*Belteshazzar pushes her onto the bed as he carelessly flings her garments off to the side.*

Belteshazzar: Spread those gorgeous legs for me, my sweet.

*With a wicked grin, the young woman from the bar did as she was told. Then Belteshazzar runs his hand through her black hair as he slides himself into her. As he pulses in and out, she moans in the off-beats of his thrusts. Eventually, he spills his seed across her stomach. Now sated of his lust, he picks up his coat off the floor and heads back home to his tower.*

Soothsayer: AUGH! YOUR SINS! THEY BLIND ME!

*Belteshazzar turns on a dime and faces the old man.*

Belteshazzar: I'm more important than any mayor or king you may wish to service, and I'm telling you once to shut it. Do I need to make myself any clearer?

*The soothsayer does not answer. Satisfied enough, Belteshazzar stumbles up the stairs. Upon entering his room, he begins to change into sleepwear. In the process, he pulls a bra out of his jacket.*

Belteshazzar: well... I guess I have reason to see her another night now.

*he lays down in his bed. When he opens his eyes again, he finds himself standing on a ship with Thanatos.*

Thanatos: hello... our associates, the Thyrinians, requested an agent with 4th wall energy. I'm sending you. They want you to kill someone or something like that. I'm sure you won't mind. Have fun!

*Belteshazzar blinks before he is teleported to a nearby base. He sees a young, built man with white hair.*

Sergi: I am Sergi Lebedsky. the Thyrinian Empire does not approve of idle 4th wallers, it breeds stagnation and weakness. One of these is named Ra'vir. He lives on Jamycia. We don't know where he is exactly, but we can set you down near Robyn, who used to be in regular contact with him.

*He smiles as he hears her name.*

Belteshazzar: alright, hit on Robyn and kill Ra'vir, collect highlander duel rewards, sounds like an enjoyable conquest.

Sergi: well then if you have no further questions, off with you!

*As Belteshazzar begins to shake his head, he's teleported down to the planet Jamycia.*

Belteshazzar: well that was rather rude. Now where is Robyn?

*He looks around and sees a town nearby, yet no one around him at the moment.*

Belteshazzar: huh... I guess I could go ask questions... how quaint.

*He walks into the nearest tavern, sits down at the bar, and orders a scotch on the rocks. He looks around the room, then remembers that he probably wouldn't find Robyn in a place like this. When his drink comes his takes a gulp and swaggers over to some guy making a move on a girl.*

Belteshazzar: ya know, for someone so cocky, you sure go for the easy A's.

*The guy turns and pulls a gun on him. Belteshazzar uses his fire to heat the metal so that the man drops the gun.*

Belteshazzar: easy there cowboy, I just want some information.

Man: well you have a funny way of asking for it.

Belteshazzar: Well I'm not interested in your girl, I'm after some chick named Robyn, you seen her 'round? she's got sleek black hair, big brown eyes, a killer body and-

Man: no, I haven't. Now beat it.

*he sighs.*

Belteshazzar: well it was worth a shot. Have a good one. Oh and by the way, your .22 will probably need repairs... just sayin'

*He turns as if to leave. The man lashes out with his fist, but Belteshazzar was expecting this. He catches the man's arm and with one fluid motion, by placing his own hip under the man's, he leverages his lower center of gravity to easily pull him off the ground before slamming him onto the counter.*

Belteshazzar: thank you for assaulting me, I can now write off this interrogation as self-defense. Where did you see her last?

Man (panicked voice): She frequents the local monastery, but other than that no one ever sees her.

Belteshazzar: thank you for the information. Sadly, I cannot do anything for your partial paralysis as I don't have healing. Have a fun night with your girl.

*he walks out and over toward the monastery. However, before he reaches it, some invisible force checks him into the wall. The entity reveals herself to be Robyn. Wearing a black leather jacket and biker's helmet, she keeps her knife near his throat.*

Robyn: how the hell did you get to my planet and why are you looking for me?

Belteshazzar: Relax darlin' I'm not after you. The Thyrinians want me to kill your ex-boyfriend Ra'vir.

Robyn: we were never a couple!

Belteshazzar: Whatever you say, my sweet.

Robyn: well nevermind that I guess... *lowering her blade ever so slightly* What makes you think I'll help you any?

Belteshazzar: because we both know that the build-up of idle 4th wall energy is actually dangerous to all people, whether they have powers like us or don't. I trust you'll help me, despite our... disagreements, so that the backlash of his apathy doesn't start killing people on your planet or hurting the people you care about.

*She sighs.*

Robyn: his orb is in his house by the north end of Prezich. It's the giant blue mushroom by the lake.

Belteshazzar: I'm sorry my sweet, but I don't know your planet. You're gonna have to take me there.

*She glares at him then begins trudging off. Belteshazzar follows. They walk for several minutes without speaking until she arrives at an all-terrain motorcycle. She gets on. He does so too, placing his hands around her waist. She does not start the engine and clears her throat.*

Belteshazzar: are we gonna go or what?

Robyn: hands.

Belteshazzar: how do you expect me to hold on?

Robyn: shoulders.

*he sighs and makes the required adjustment to his positioning. As they are within sight of the mushroom house, Belteshazzar figures he's gotten what he must have and decides to try for extra.*

Belteshazzar: you know, it's a shame you have steel mind or else I'd come inside your thoughts and give you mine.

*Robyn drifts to a sideways stop, throwing Belteshazzar off her bike.*

Robyn: You know, it's a shame I have a moral conscience or else I'd kill you where you lie right now.

Belteshazzar: And that's what makes you so damn hot... and weak.

Robyn: my breath is wasted on you.

*She turns around and takes off. Belteshazzar stands up and dusts himself off. Turning toward the blue mushroom, he fuses with his jackson chameleon and camouflages himself with the rest of the fungi forest. As he approaches the house, he uses his aether to sense for anyone in the house. Ra'vir is inside. Knowing that the object is to kill Ra'vir's orb, as that will permanently kill Ra'vir, he uses his high level toxin to paralyze Ra'vir. From there, he walks into the room and attempts to blast the orb with fire. However, a leopard shark surfs in and puts out the fire. Belteshazzar sighs.*

Belteshazzar: Fizzy my sweet, would you be a doll and dispose of this nuisance.

*His cynimph, a beautifully-radiant, femininely-shaped pillar of electricity appears and zaps the shark to death. He smiles and this time decides to unleash a torrent of wooden spikes on the orb. However, before before they hit, a poison dragonoid spits acid on them, turning them to sludge too heavy and fluidic to even reach the orb. He sighs and blasts the creature with fire. But then a white-winged vampire bat swoops in and uses blood to immobilize Belteshazzar. He summons his Nargalatch and has it selectively inject small doses of benzoylmethylecgonine into his brain, along the neural pathways to allow him to fire a single burst of wood laced with toxin into the heart of the vampire bat. The drug weaves it way through, breaking down any residual effects of the vampire's blood grip. His pupils dilate as his pulse races. Lemuel walks in, a normal looking man, who happens to actually be Ra'vir's cynimph. He goes for a flying roundhouse, but Belteshazzar just moves his hand to catch Lemuel in a gust of wind before setting the whole room up in flames, destroying the orb and killing Ra'vir. Taking Lemuel as his highlander prize, he walks out of the burning house.*

Belteshazzar: now only if capturing Robyn was this easy.

*He begins walking back the way he came, but stops as he sees the bike tracks. He sighs.*

Belteshazzar: Fizzy, I love wildfires, but Robyn will be furious if I let this go... suggestions?

Fisrigif: you could use your wood to move water from the lake.

Belteshazzar: excellent.

*He flies over, makes a giant bucket of wood, fills it, then dumps it onto the burning house. With that, he flies back toward the town and somewhere randomly along the way he wakes up, back in his tower.*

Belteshazzar: well that was exciting... Looks like I have a few meetings then I can return this bra.

Fisrigif: You know that woman can't be Robyn.

Belteshazzar: well... you can stimulate my balls later and we can talk about that.

*He exits his tower in frustration and makes a right to go to his first meeting of the day.*



Easy Cab



It had been a good night. We always had fun at Jill's sister's and tonight was no exception. Jill however was completely out of it. I had just about managed to get her into the cab, but now she had passed out good and proper.

Not that I minded though, I love molesting her at the best of times, even more so when she is unconscious! I had let her flop down so she was lying across my lap face up with her legs hanging off the seat.

The cab pulled away and I wasted no time. I lifted her leg up and propped it against the door. This spread her legs and I helped her skirt up the last few inches to expose her panty covered mound. I rubbed her gently and let my other hand work its way under her top to squeeze on her tits.

I rubbed along her mound and was pleased to feel it getting wetter and warmer against my touch. I put my finger to my lips I tasted her pussy juices. My dick was starting to get hard and I realised that I was quite uncomfortable with Jill's weight on me. As best I could I wriggled to get more comfortable, but I was so horny that only setting my hard on free would make me any better off.

We stopped at some lights and as we braked, Jill slipped forward. Perfect, now my crotch was free form her weight. I put my hand back to her wet panties and the other rubbed my dick through my jeans. Mmm, Jill was so wet and I was so hard. I moved her wet knickers to the side and put my finger into her, she was so wet it slipped in easily and I soon found myself pushing in a second.

I unzipped my jeans and edged them down. My dick swung up, hard and proud. I pushed my helmet into Jill's cheek and face as I stroked my hard member. If only you were awake I thought, if you only knew that I was rubbing my dick in your pretty face. I rubbed my finger around the end of my dick and put it in my mouth, my pre-come tasted so good. I rubbed it on Jill's lips too, like a lip stick.

My thoughts of sordid pleasure were suddenly interrupted, "Man you look so hot like that!" The cab driver was leaning over his seat looking at the scene on his back seat. I looked out the window reflexively, I hadn't even noticed we had stopped, but we were no in an empty car park.

I was shocked at first, but noticed that I could only see one of his hands, there was a familiar action going on with his other one. I put my hand back on my hard on and resumed pumping Jill's hot pussy.

"Look at you," he continued, "fingering your wife while you wank your big cock!" His observation about my dick took me by surprise, but I liked it and pushed myself forward a little so as to stick it further forward.I was getting hornier and hornier by the second and realised that I wanted to see what was in his other hand. Oh Jill, what are you missing out on here, I thought to myself. I sat forward and looked over the seat. His body was twisted where he was looking over the seat, but I could clearly make out his dick, it was nice and thick and he had his hand firmly around the shaft and moving up and down it slowly.

It looked very nice and I realised that I wanted to get my hands on it. I got out the car and the driver followed me. We met at the front of the car and I dropped straight to my knees. I continued to wank myself while I put my lips to his hard cock head.

Man he tasted good, I compared his pre-come taste to my own, I like mine more, but his was making me hotter. He was thick and I opened my mouth wide to suck him in deeper. I felt his hands on the back of my head and felt him pushing his hot meat deeper still. I started to gag as he hit the back of my throat. Although he was pushing hard, he noticed my discomfort and tenderly withdrew and just rocked his hips so the first few inches fucked my face. This was just so hot, my dick was harder than it had ever been.

"Oh, you are good at this," said my driver, "you have got me so hard, I want to fuck you" Oh my god I thought, this is so wild, Jill's screwed me before with her strap-on, and she has always said I would prefer a real cock, now I was going to get to find out!

I obediently stood up as he pulled my head up. I kept my hand on his dick, stroking it all the while and then he turned me round pushed me over the front of his car. I tugged my jeans and boxers down, my hot dick feeling great as it rested on the cold metal of his bonnet.

I was relieved to feel the familiar cold wetness on my hole as I he pushed a lubricated finger into me. I didn't notice him getting this out, but didn't care, I pushed back on his finger. Then I felt it nudging at my entrance, his big dick was ready to penetrate me. I was so excited, but tried my best to relax, if I didn't there was no way that beautiful big dick was going to fit in me!

I couldn't help yelping as hit fat cock head pushed into my tight hole. He was bigger than Jill's strap-on and I felt my arsehole peel open to let him in. My face went hot then as he started to slip in, pushing a little further with each nudge of his hips.

I groaned out loud and heard him say, "Oh you have such a nice tight butt." I replied, "I bet all holes feel tight to your big dick, it's filling me up!" He chuckled and then reassured me, "Don't worry, you nearly have it all, oh it looks so good sliding into you." He pushed in more and I put my hand over my back, I wanted to feel it going in. I put my fingers around it, but there wasn't much room between his thick shaft and my arse cheeks. I brought my hand back to take my weight on the car and felt his balls rest against me, I had him all in me and boy did it feel like! I groaned out loud and he started to slide it back out, it felt so good, I couldn't do anything but moan louder and enjoy the sensation. He was long as well as thick and seemed to take a glorious age before he reached a point where he was going to push it back in. And then he did and I let out more moans as he pushed his hard dick back into my arse.

"Uh, feels so good," was all I could say as his beautiful assault on my arsehole continued. He was in good rhythm now and I could hear him breathing heavy over the gorgeous slopping sound of his cock squelching in and out of me.

He kept his gentle pace for some time, stopping every now and then to grind his full length in me. When he did this I pushed back and wiggled against him, forcing his dick to explore and push me inside, threatening I am sure to burst into my stomach! Then he leant down and I felt his quick breath on my neck. He grunted in my ear, "Now I have to come, my friend," he said, "I have to come in your sweet little arse"

"Yes," I pleaded in reply, "please give it to me!" He pulled nearly all the way out and then began to bang my arse, he was quick with his strokes and they pushed all the way deep inside me before sliding as far out as he could before running me through again.

The sensations were amazing and so my loud moaning began again. I was pinned to the car while this big cock fucked my arsehole, relentlessly in and out, he had his hands on my hips and was nailing me hard!

"Oh fuck yes," I cried, "Fuck" I felt his dick swell and get even harder (if it were possible!) I knew what was coming and he let out a yell as I felt his come pump into me, it felt hot deep inside me. Again he plunged and I felt more come run into me. His hand gripped my shoulder tightly as he pushed into me again and again, forcing himself deeper into me to deposit his load.

When he stopped he held me in position still and I enjoyed the feeling of my arsehole squeezing on his softening dick. I let myself lay on the bonnet catching my breath. As his dick began to shrink, my arsehole kept pinching around it. My tender hole. I felt like I had been fucked like how I like to fuck Jill.

I remembered Jill and looked up through the windscreen. He r body was still slumped across the back seat. As if reading my mind, the cab driver spoke up again, "Why don't you fuck her now, while I take you home"

"Okay," I said, "but please tell me this is your last fare tonight, because I would love you to come in for a coffee."

"It is!" he said. He pulled his trouser up while I got into the back of the cab, oh poor Jill I thought, as I lay on top of her, my dick slipping into her still wet hole. "What have you missed out on," I said. I felt my balls get sticky as come ran out of my arse and onto them. Two thrusts in and I was ready to come, I was so hot, I let my load go and fuck as deep as I could into her warm pussy. I pulled my soft sticky dick from her and got my clothes back as the cab pulled away.

I just hope that Jill wake sup by the time we get there, I thought as we drove back onto the street. Then, looking at the back of the drivers head, I thought, or not...