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First Time

By: LaurahW



I knew it was going to be good. As cold as it was when he picked me up at the train station my core was on fire. We had been emailing for weeks, the conversations getting progressively deeper into what either wanted from the other. 

I had left out some details, just to see if he would pick up on them. I have some odd erogenous zones, but most of them are marked in one way or another.

Even out of uniform I knew him the minute I stepped off the train. Tall, dark, well built. I could feel the sex pulsing from him. Already wet and throbbing I thought I was going to explode right then and there.

The look on his face reminded me of a jaguar who had somehow gotten into the cream. His eyes glittered with anticipation, his mouth in a half grin that said 'come and get it, baby!' He took my arm, and steered me to his car.

His hand on the door handle he pushed me against the car with his solid body, and his mouth touched my neck just at that spot that throbs right above the collar bone. He had been listening. All thought left my brain as I soaked in the waves of sexual tension that pulsed between us.

I was so on fire at that point I was ready to let him fuck me right then and there, and didn't really care who was watching, or if we would get caught. But he had other plans. He opened the door, and put me in the car, then walked around to get in, and drive us away.

As he was driving his hand moved up my leg to my hot crotch. He arched his brow when he felt how hot and wet he could tell I was, even through my jeans. I couldn't have told you at that point where I was. All I could feel, all I could care about, was the pressure of his hand on my clit.

He finally parked the car, and got out. He led me into an apartment building, up the stairs, and unlocked a door. He pulled me into the room as he closed the door behind him, and pushed me against that same door. His hands pulled at my coat as his mouth went to work on my skin again.

My hands slid over his shoulders, and down his back. My nails scraped lightly at his back as I started to shake in his arms. He pulled my sweater over my head, and turned me around. A growl came from him, it almost sounded like a purr, his fingers smoothed over the tattoo on my left shoulder. When his mouth found it and his tongue licked over it I felt the first wave of orgasm hit me.

His hands slid down my waist and around to the snap of my jeans. His deft fingers had my jeans undone, and the zipper down before I could catch my breath. He turned me around as he pulled at my jeans, but I slid down to my knees. I wanted his cock in my mouth. I undid his belt, and jeans. I had been thinking about this for weeks. I knew he was already hard, I'd felt his bulge as he pushed me into the door.

I pulled his cock loose, and stroked it with my long, soft fingers. I looked up at him, his eyes still glittered with that look I'd first seen on his face. I licked at the tip of his beautiful tool, slid my tongue all the way down to the base, licked his balls once, then took him in my mouth. Oh, what a fit! The tip hit the back of my throat as my lips were on the base. Perfect, I thought as I started to work him.

His hands pulled at my hair, as if almost afraid I'd stop what I had started. As if! I wanted his sweet, hot cum. I wanted all of it, the taste as I swallowed what I knew was going to be delicious. I could feel his throbbing, pulsing cock, his balls tightened in my hand. He tried to pull me off, I pushed at his chest with my free hand. I was here for a couple of days, this first orgasm of his was going to be in my mouth.

He moaned as he started to unload in my mouth, his hands tight on the back of my head as he thrust once, twice, three, then a hot stream of cum shot into my mouth. Mmm, so fucking good, was all I could think.

It was going to be a wonderful couple of days with that as a start.

First Time



The first time I met Shelley, there was so much sexual tension that the night could end no other way than it did. It started off as a regular Saturday night, Shelley was wearing her tight blue jeans and red ropers, and a red sheer top, and you could see her red satin bra underneath. My penis got hard the instant I laid eyes on her sexy body. We headed out to Jake's Hall for the usual pool and dance washed down with margaritas.

Clint Black was playing in the background as she asked me to dance, Oh man, the feeling of her hot body and firm breast pressed against me as she put her hands on my ass and pulled me close. I knew she could feel my cock grow harder, pressing hard against the area just above her pussy. She moaned as I "accidentally" pushed my cock harder against her. As she moaned, I took that as an opportunity to press harder, and as I pressed harder, she moaned even more. I whispered to her, "Do you want to go somewhere private?" All she could do was nod her head yes. We proceeded to walk off the dance floor arm in arm, not letting go of each other.

We jumped into the car and decided to go to her place. It was nice and secluded. As we drove up in the driveway, she started kissing me so passionately that I had to put the car in park. It took my breath away.

As we made our way to the house, she noticed the bulge in my pants. "We need to do something about that" she says. I totally agreed with a nod.

We got in the house and made our way to the bedroom. We started kissing passionately and started fondling each other. She reached down and started to undo my belt, with a quick snap of a button my wranglers fell to the floor. I started to undo her jeans only to find out that she wasn't wearing any panties at all. I got down on my knees to get an even better look at that wonderfully shaven pussy.

I lean my face in and start licking her lips. She moans in delight. I slowly slid one finger in her hot, wet, tight pussy as I started to nibble on her clit. She about came right there.

I stood up and proceeded to take her sheer top off, then her bra; her lovely breasts were so beautiful and perky. She took off my shirt to reveal my well-tanned muscular chest. She ran her hands down my well-defined stomach, finding her way to my already hard nipples. She started nibbling and sucking on them while she reached down and lightly touched my rock hard cock. It spasmed when she touched it. I laid down on the bed and she proceeded to start sucking on my rock hard cock, just lightly licking the head, then deep throating me as far as she could. I moaned at that, she looked up at me and smiled at me. Oh, how I love it when she smiles at me that way, that lustful look in her eyes saying, "I want you now, baby."

She rose up and got on top of me and started riding me like nothing ever before. Her hips were grinding and my cock was throbbing. She moved up and down, up and down, oh how my cock felt so good in her hot, wet, tight pussy. Before I knew it, I felt the cum start moving its way up. I started moving my hips harder and harder and we both came at the same time. We lay there on the bed side by side in each other's arms as we fell asleep. The next morning, we do it all over again.



First Time



I have always been interested in trying anal sex, but my wife has never been keen to the idea. When we first got married, we tried once, but she complained, the pain was too much. So for the last 18 years I have left her butt alone. Until recently that is. 

She had a hysterectomy 2 months ago, we are just getting back into the swing of sex again. Since the surgery we have had to use a lot of lubrication, which got me to thinking about taking what has never been given to me. She really enjoys doggie style which should work for my endeavor if I can control her movements. 

Last night, we were getting romantic, as she moved her luscious lips from mine and down my chest, flicking my nipples to attention, she continued down my chest hairline to my dick, lightly touching my throbbing head with her tongue, enveloping my engorged head, then removing it with a pop. She continued down to my ball which she shaved the other day and were still silky smooth, the feeling she gives me is almost indescribable, heat, passion the feeling her tongue is actually inside my ball sac, this feeling brought me very near climax. I pulled her back up to my lips, I could taste my pre-cum on her lips. 

Now it is my turn, I informed her. I laid her back on the bed, tracing her delicate lines with my tongue, brought me to her beautiful 36C breasts, as I licked and sucked on her silver dollar sized nipples, they became erect and stood out proudly. She began to moan, I moved further south to her honey spot, quickly spreading her pussy lips to gain access to her little clit. Flicking it around and sucking, pushing my tongue as far as possible, tasting her honey brought her to a light orgasm.

We spoke gently, I asked her to roll over and let me have her from behind, unbeknownst to her what my real reason was for wanting her backside high in the air, she obliged. I tied her hands to the head board tightly so she would be able to roll over, she spoke in hear angelic voice asking me not to forget the lube, "I will not" I said. With that said, I got up and retrieved a scarf from her drawer. Returning to her, she asked, "What are you doing?"

"Shhhhhh", was my reply, as I place the scarf in her mouth and tied it behind her head. Now she was immobile and unable to speak, this was my chance.

Opening the lube I generously lubed her and myself. I slowly entered here sweetness, her pussy was so hot, I could feel her spot, every time I entered her she would moan and push back, this continued until she climaxed strongly. I was doing everything I could to maintain myself, I had other ideas. 

I stopped stroking in and out as if to rest, reaching the lube I squeezed some on top of my glistening cock. I began to massage the silky lube into her body, I moved closer to her ass, I tickled the entrance, as I did she tried to protest, to no avail. I inserted my finger into her ass, feeling her muscle trying to prevent me from entering her forbidden zone, but the lube was to silky and I slid my finger in. While my finger was inserted I began to thrust again, to try and get her mind off her ass. I worked she began to moan, I slipped out of her vagina, and placed my rock hard erection at the base of her rectum. 

As I began to push, she tried to move forward to get away from the intruder, that was trying to impale her. Grabbing her hips, I held her from moving and slowly entered her ass, slowly so as not to hurt her, she finally began to relax, soon I had my dick buried to the hilt in her butthole. I knew once I got it in it wouldn't be long and I would cum. I wanted it to last knowing I probably would never get a chance like this again. But alas all good things must cum to an end, the boiling overtook my muscle control and my spunk shot deeply into her bowels. As I began to lose my erection, a slight pop was heard as I fell from her ass, cum dripping out of her butt. 

I untied her hoping against hope she wouldn't be mad, she threw her arms around me and told me how much she loved me.

Was this my wife? I had better keep my guard up...



First Time



The young Alexandra was a skinny, shy, awkward girl in her youth. As she grew her body blossomed and by the time she was 18 she had the body of a goddess. Long flowing natural brown hair with natural blonde highlights. Her body was that of a model, with her figure finally ending up being a gorgeous 36-24-36. The awkwardness and shyness stayed with her for quite awhile though. By the time she turned 16 though she wanted to start exploring. Alexandra loved to wear tight clothes, exposing her luscious curves, making men and boys drool as she walked past them.

At the age of 20, Alexandra met a man. His name was Brock, and he was the most gorgeous man she had ever met in her young life. Brock and Alexandra became close, and started spending all their free time together. He had dark brown hair, not real curly, but wavy. That with those gorgeous blue eyes made him irresistible to her. I recall looking into those dreamy blue eyes and getting totally lost in them. Alexandra was a virgin, but she still found herself thinking incredibly erotic thoughts about Brock . Her shyness though would not allow her to ever approach him about it. Until that one night that changed their relationship forever.

A friend of Alexandra's was to be married today, and for her it was a special occasion. She had to have the perfect outfit to wear, her hair had to be just right, and of course her friend Brock would be her date. With Brock as her date she wouldn't have to worry about other creeps hitting on her and trying to cop a feel while dancing with her, and this was something that she was always having problems with. Men always found some way to gropple her large breasts, and while she secretly loved the attention, most of the men doing this were usually married, and that was a line she would never cross.

Now, Alexandra didn't ever think of herself as pretty or beautiful, but as she stood before the mirror dressed for the big night, she couldn't help but gasp at how beautiful she thought she looked. Her hair was so soft looking and the new cut she got suited her tiny round face. The dress she had decided on finally, was perfect and clung to her body tightly showing off every curve and her tiny waistline. She turned to leave the room, but stopped again glancing at herself in the mirror bewildered at how stunning she looked and felt. Then she opened the door and headed down the hall to meet Brock who was waiting for her patiently in the living room.

Brock had been relaxing on the sofa, but when he heard Alexandra coming down the stairs, he stood up to greet her. He can still remember today how he stared when she walked into the room. He was sure his mouth hung open for a few moments, and he knew his cock was growing at the mere sight of his friend. He had never, in all the times he had known Alexandra, seen her look so damn beautiful. It was at that instant, when she entered the room, Brock knew he would fuck her before the night was out.. he simply had to have her. Alexandra wasn't quite sure if she had imagined Brock s reaction or not. She did know the sight of him made her pussy very moist. This was something she had never experienced with him before. She looked at him with a new lust in her eyes, but she wasn't sure wether he picked up on it or not. She slowly took in his whole form, moving her eyes over his entire body, and she couldn't help but notice a slight bulging in his pants. Her mind went reeling with thoughts of how he must look naked, and suddenly she knew she wanted this man. She wanted his cock inside her, fucking her hard, and bringing her to orgasm over and over again.

Alexandra's shyness would not allow her to say anything to Brock though, and he at this point was not sure if she wanted him as badly as he wanted her.. so together they went to the wedding, and then the reception. When they walked into the reception, they both felt as if the whole room turned to look at them. They looked so good together, and they seemed to fit. They found a place to sit, and the dinner began. The two made small talk through dinner, but both of them were growing more hot for each other with every glance at each other. Alexandra wasn't sure, but she thought Brock was finding new ways to touch her, accidentally brushing his hand across her breast, trailing his finger down her cheek. She admonished herself for thinking such a thing. Brock e was such an incredibly handsome man and could easily have any woman he wanted (regardless of him only being 2months older than her), so why would he waste his time with her?

Dinner was finally over, and the dancing started. This was the part of the night Alexandra hated. She loved to dance, but she hated when the married men got drunk and came to get her to dance. Brock knew this because of their friendship, and he got her up to dance right away. They danced together for what seemed like forever, and then finally the disc jockey played a nice slow song. Alexandra felt awkward, what should she do? She had never been that close to her friend before, and surely he would want to dance with a woman he could hold tightly in his arms. With that thought in her head, she turned to walk away. She had turned her back to him, and was about to walk away from him, when she felt someone grab her arm and turn her around again. To her surprise it was Brock , and he had pulled her into his arms. The look on his face told her to not argue this one, and she soon got lost in the dance with him.

His arms around her, pulling her close, and his face so close to hers. She was breathless, and realized she had a wet spot in her panties. Suddenly she realized he really did want her as much as she wanted him, and her desire took over. Their bodies molded together, and the dance became intimate. She was sure no one else in the room realized what was happening there, but Brock and her both knew. Alexandra could feel the bulge in his pants growing, and it exhilarated her more to realize his cock was growing hard with want for her. Her breasts were heaving, and she was crushing them into his chest, while he was pressing his hard cock against her throbbing pussy. The air was thick with want and passion and the whole room seemed to disappear and no one existed except Brock and Alexandra.

Suddenly Alexandra stopped and pulled back from his arms. God, how she wanted this man, the throbbing in her pussy was out of control, her pulses were racing, and her lips were dry from wanting to kiss him. She thought to herself, "how could I do this? this is my best friend." And she looked at Brock , made her apologies saying she needed some air, and walked calmly outside leaving him standing there.

Alexandra stood there just staring off into the night. The cool night air felt good on her skin, but did nothing to stop the desire for her friend. She thought for a few moments on how to handle this situation, and knowing full well that she wanted him so bad that if he held her like that again she would ask him to fuck her. Brock being the good friend he was to her, would do it for her, but this would be the first time for Alexandra, and she wanted it to be with a man that wanted her as badly as she wanted him. So, she decided to go home. She turned and started to walk away. Suddenly she heard a voice behind her say "Alexandra, where are you going?"

She knew the voice of her best friend, and she knew he was a little annoyed at her. That was the only time he ever called her Alexandra, the rest of the time to him she was Alex.

"I was going to head home now"' Alexandra replied.

"And why were you going home?"

"Why now"

"When you and I finally both want each other? Now you want to run out on me?" Brock asked.

Alexandra couldn't believe her ears. Could it be true? she wondered. Did he really want her? Her mind was reeling with questions, and disbelief. It seemed almost as if Brock knew what she was thinking, and she felt him take her arm and softly turn her to face him. She kept her head hung low, she didn't want to look him in the eyes, because then he would know how desperately she wanted to have him fuck her. His hand came up under her chin and he softly lifted her face to meet his. She heard him say "Look at me Alex", and she turned her tiny round face up to meet his eyes. Once again she was lost in those beautiful eyes. The whole world seemed to come to a grinding halt, and for that moment all that existed was Brock and Alexandra. Her full luscious lips were slightly parted for him, almost begging him to kiss them. She knew by the look in his eyes that he really did want her. They just stared at each other for what seemed like forever. Suddenly he broke the silence, and seemed angry. She heard him say "Come with me NOW!!" and somehow she knew she had better not argue. He took her by the arm and started walking off into the shadows with her.

As they walked quietly together, Alexandra knew where they were going, and she couldn't wait to get there. It took about 5 minutes and they were at Brock s apartment. He had been on his own now for a few months, and while she had never been inside his home, she did know where he lived. She heard the key as it unlocked the door, and for a brief moment she thought to herself, "once you go inside, there is no going back", but then pushed the thought out of her head as he stepped back to let her enter first. Once inside, he closed the door and locked it behind them.

Now that they were there, Alexandra was a little scared. Brock was a very sexy man, and she knew he had experience. She was doubting herself. Again sensing the awkwardness she was feeling Brock pulled her close to him. Their bodies instantly molded together, almost like they belonged that way. God, he feels so good, Alexandra thought, and again her panties grew moist. Then it happened. Softly his lips pressed lightly against hers, barely touching, but breathing each others breath. His lips were as dry as hers, and they seemed to stick together. She could feel his tongue slowly darting in and out of her mouth. Suddenly his lips pressed hard against hers, and he kissed her so passionately that she collapsed in his arms. Her knees went weak, and she knew she was trembling. His tongue was exploring her mouth in great detail, devouring her.. she thought maybe he was going to swallow her up. She had been kissed by lots of boys, but this kiss.. this kiss was that of a man wanting a woman. She felt her body as it pressed harder against his, molding together even tighter than she had ever imagined.

His hands were in her hair, and one on her ass, pulling her closer to him with such an intense hunger. It felt like they couldn't get close enough to each other. Suddenly Alexandra felt both hands on her ass, kneading it. Her arms suddenly went up and around his neck, with her hands in that gorgeous hair of his. She stood on her tiptoes trying to get closer yet to him, knowing they couldn't possibly get any closer, but still wanting too.

Alexandra suddenly got this overwhelming desire to please her best friend in ways he had never imagined. Stepping back from his arms, he looked so disheveled, and so damned irresistible. She had this new found daring and caught herself looking at his cock through his pants. From where she stood he looked so hard, and so big. She could only imagine how gorgeous he would look naked and hard. Her hand reached out and stroked his cock through his jeans.

"God, you are so hard Brock ", she heard herself say

"Oh god, you are so beautiful Alex", he replied Pulling her hand back, she stood before him and slowly, removed her beautiful dress. The look in his eyes, she knew then that this was the right thing for them to do, and she continued removing everything, till she stood before him in only bra and panties. Then she stepped forward, took one of his hands, and placed it on her panties.

Brock smiled "You are very wet Alex". To which she just smiled. Then she did something that even surprised herself. She knelt down at Brock's feet and put her mouth to where his cock was. Through the material of the jeans, he could feel her hot breath on his hard cock. God, he thought to himself, I'm not sure how much I can take. She looked up at him, her eyes full of want, and while looking into his eyes, she slowly undid his jeans.

Alexandra was not ready for what happened next. She was looking up at him, watching his face when his cock popped out. It was so hard it had been straining the material wanting to be let free. She could not believe the size of her best friends cock, but oh god did she ever want to taste it. These feelings were so new to her. She wanted to suck his cock, and feel the throbbing in it as her lips moved up and down the length.

Brock felt a feather light kiss on the tip of his cock, and then a tongue try to shove inside it. God, he thought to himself. where did she learn this? He didn't care, he just knew he loved what she was doing to him. Then Alex's tongue licked the entire length of his cock, and down to his balls. He felt his balls as they grew heavy with cum when Alex shoved them gently into her mouth and started sucking on them. The next thing he knew Alex had slowly taken his cock and was shoving it slowly down her throat. Oh god, he thought, she won't ever be able to suck my whole cock". But, she did.. all the way down his shaft. Brock could feel her lips on his balls and he loved the feeling. Both his hands went to her head and he started fucking his friends mouth.

Alexandra loved the feeling of that wondrous cock in her mouth. The way it pulsated and throbbed as her lips moved over it. Suddenly she had an idea.. and her finger went to his ass and pressed slightly there. She could hear Brock as he moaned and groaned. She knew he was getting close. She wasn't sure how she knew, but she knew. She took the cock out of her mouth and gently rolled it around her lips, kissing and flicking her tongue across it as she did so. Then she stood up, pressed her body firmly against Brock's, and kissed him the most passionate kiss he had ever had in his young life. Then she kissed a trail of tiny kisses to his ear, and while nibbling on his ear, she whispered to him "I want you to fuck me now. I want you to be my first." And with that she removed her bra and panties, revealing herself completely to him for the very first time. She knew he was excited more, because of the gasp he made when she did this.

Her breasts were round and firm, the nipples sticking out straight, almost pointing at him. Her pussy was .. to his surpise, naked. He had never seen such a beautiful cunt, but he knew that he loved it.

Brock picked her up and laid her gently on the bed. Then he stepped back and removed the rest of his clothes. He stood before her now totally naked, his cock standing almost straight up. I remembers thinking, "He is like a god". He leaned down and kissed her passionately while massaging her breasts, and his finger rubbing her clit. He seemed to be devouring her, his best friend. Leaving trails of kisses wherever he could. His teeth nibbling on her breasts, licking them. The nipples were so hard they seemed huge to Alexandra. She had never realized her body could react so passionately. Sure she had masturbated before, but the reaction was laughable compared to this.

Suddenly Brock s attitude changed, he went from a gentle, tender lover to almost animal like in a matter of seconds. He seemed starved for her suddenly. At first it scared me, but then it made the intenseness of passion more than I ever thought imaginable.

Brock looked at me, wanton passion in his eyes, and with a voice that left no room for argument, he said "I am going to make you mine Alex". I remember laying on that bed, and watching him ready himself to enter me. As he was moving down, I remember thinking, "god that cock is so huge, he is going to tear me in half".

First, he took the head of his cock and rubbed it up and down my pussy. I was so wet and so ready for this gorgeous man. I lay there, as he stroked my pussy with his cock and massaging my breasts my legs opened wide to him. He pushed, gently at first, wanting his cock in my pussy.. but it was my first time. His cock was so hard, and such a deep red color at the tip, I knew he couldn't wait much longer. He gently tried entering me, but it was a little difficult. Then it seemed as if he got angry and he pushed hard.. I screamed for a second as he broke through my virginity. Suddenly he was pounding in and out of my wet pussy, and god it felt so damn good. I was laying beneath him moaning and groaning. My legs went up around his back and my instinct took over. I started moving my hips while he moved in and out of my pussy. We were fucking each other, and kissing passionately as we did. I knew I was gonna cum all over his cock, and I knew it would happen soon.

"Ohhhhhhhhh godddddddd yessssss" I moaned loudly

"Fuck me hard now" I begged. Brock seemed to love that and he started fucking me with a new found hunger. Within minutes I exploded in orgasm all over his cock. I was trembling beneath him, and didn't imagine it could get any better than this. Then Brock surprised me.

"Turn over, I want your ass. I told you I plan on making you mine tonight and I meant every word of it. When we are done I will have fucked you in every hole you have Alex. You will be mine"

At first I hesitated. This was my first time, and the thought of that huge cock in my ass actually kind of scared me. Brock left no room for argument though and he quickly turned me over. Grabbing my hair, he softly encouraged me to get up on all fours. This was a new side of my best friend, and I had to admit I loved how he was fucking me.

I was so wet from cumin that it didn't take much encouragement for his cock to get into my ass. At first it hurt some, but once he was inside the feeling was more than even I thought or had ever imagined. His cock was so huge, I thought he was going to shoot cum out my throat, and as he fucked my ass I found myself about to cum again.

"Oh god yes babe" I was moaning and groaning all over again

"Your mine Alex.. don't ever forget it" Brock mumbled. I could feel his cock tensing in my ass, and I knew he was about to cum, but then he pulled out. At first I was angry, but then I felt him shove that hard massive cock back into my cunt and start fucking me with a new found furiousness. I reached down and started massaging my clit with my hand, just as I felt him shove a finger in my ass. My back arched and I groaned a groan that came from deep within me. God, I knew I was gonna cum now.. and I could feel he was also.

As he shot cum into my hot pussy, I came all over the place coating his cock with my cum. He jerked and jerked as he shot loads of cum into my pussy. I couldn't believe the cum that was cumin out of this man, and I was cumming so hard I had tears in my eyes.

"OH MY GOD BROCCCCCCCCKKKKKK!!!!" I screamed loudly.

"OOOOOOOOOOHHHHH YEEEEEESSSSSSSS" I moaned

Then I heard him say "Tell me you are mine Alex!" At first I ignored him but then he said it louder

"TELL ME YOU ARE MINE DAMMIT!!!!!

I turned and looked at him, his cock in my cunt with cum dripping from it, and said with a smile on my face "I am yours Brock ".

Then we collapsed on the bed together, his cock still in my pussy. He went to withdraw it, but I looked at him with a look that let him know I wanted it left there as long as possible.

He kissed me a passionate kiss then, one I won't ever forget. I thought he was going to suck my lungs right out of my body. Then we lay back, holding each other, and I smiled to myself. I couldn't help but remember the man who had showed me what pleasure a woman can get from wearing a dress.



First Time



Laying there in the bed beside you, I can feel the smile creep across my lips from just looking at your handsome face. Enjoying the warmth of your naked body next to mine; I think to myself how glad I am that I had decided to make this trip to meet you. After all the months of endless e-mail, chats and phone calls here we are finally together.

Tracing the line of your jaw with my fingertips, I see the smile on your face even as you sleep. Trying my best to be quiet I softly and tenderly place a kiss on your cheek and slide from between the sheets of the king-sized bed. Grabbing the silky white chemise you had given me as a gift when you first brought me to the hotel room, I slip it on and relish in the cool feel of the material against my skin.

I stand there for a few minutes and watch you sleeping; and even though I feel can the excitement building in me I don't want to wake you just yet. Instead, I step out the sliding glass doors onto the balcony and breathe in the cool crisp night air. Looking up toward the moonlit sky I see the stars dancing high above, the sight of them makes me think of diamonds on velvet. But I can smell the rain in the air and see the dark clouds as they roll across the moon.

Leaning against the railing, taking in all that the city has to offer, my mind begins to wander. For months upon months we had talked about creating our own world; one full of desire, lust and eroticism. A world where we could lose all our sense of decency and morality. To have the chance if only for a few days, to live the life we both want so badly.

I feel my nipples harden, but I'm not sure if it's the cool air or the visions drifting through my head. The tingle of excitement runs up my spine when I think of how you had me stand in front of the mirror and watch as you brought me to orgasm using only your hands. You had wanted me to see what I looked like in the grip of horny pleasure.

Thanks to you I saw for the first time, the way my eyes would half close as your tongue ran along the nape of my neck and I heard you whisper all sorts of naughty things in my ear. But when your hands moved over my tits, playing with my nipples that were so hard I saw how my eyes rolled back into my head as the first orgasm gripped me.

In your hands I had become nothing more than a plaything for you; your own personal toy. 

The way your hands slid down over my belly to my hips, going even lower to my thighs, easing my legs apart caused my knees to go weak from your touch. With you arms wrapped around my waist supporting me, I saw my chest heaving with each breath from the fire you had ignited in me. With just one finger running along my wet slit, each time dipping a little further between my puffy pussy lips, searching out my swollen clit. As I lick my red lips you teasingly pull at the little triangle of pussy hair bringing more moans of ecstasy from me; and yet your eyes never left the reflection of us in the mirror.

Suddenly you let your fingers slide deep in my pussy and I knew then that I couldn't hold out any longer. With my body thrashing against yours; you bring me off for the first time all just to let me see what I look like in the throes of an orgasm.

Goosebumps cover my body from that memory and I wrap my arms tight across my chest to warm up. But what you had me do later was what turned me on beyond belief. Even now just thinking about it causes my pussy to tingle and my inner thighs to get wet.

Realizing that we had had been to excited to eat before we had met we both decided to have dinner brought in instead of leaving our little paradise. So you had called room service; nothing elaborate or heavy, just plates of fruit and chilled white wine. I had completely forgotten about telling you the effect white wine had always had on me; but you never forget anything.

I had wanted to at least put my robe on, but you held me close and kissed me; telling me one of your fantasies was too see a woman walk naked in front of a stranger, wearing nothing but her high heels. At first I was shocked by such an idea, but the more you kissed me and whispered how erotic it would be for the three of us the more excited I became. I had become so turned on by the idea of it of exposing myself to a total stranger that I literally jumped to the answer the knock; all to please you.

Oh, the look on his face was priceless, a mixture of total shock and surprise; but that was soon replaced by a smile when I invitingly held the door open for him. He tried so hard to be a professional as he wheeled the little cart into the room; but we could both tell he was having trouble keeping his eyes on what he was doing and not on me as I stood there with my hands on my hips trying to look so innocent and sexy at the same time.

And then you carrying on a conversation with him as if a naked woman answering the door of the hotel room was something he saw everyday. Asking if he enjoyed his job at the hotel; questioning him about all the interesting people he met and how he must have seen everything at some point or other. Then idly commenting on how beautiful the scenery in the city was. But it was all I could not to cum then and there when he answered that the scenery inside the room was much better than anything around town.

He seemed in a hurry though to finish the task at hand and we both knew why; the poor dear had quite a noticeable bulge in his slacks when he took his tip and quickly left with a smile on his face. When he was gone we both broke into giggles like school kids after I closed the door and I could tell how turned on you were from your fantasy coming to life by the way your cock pushed against my hips as you held me close.

Turning around I see you stir in your sleep, but you don't wake up. So I decide to stay out on the balcony a little longer and enjoy the night; just then I notice a light come on in one of the apartments across the street. Standing there watching the man move around in his kitchen I felt a strange stirring deep in my pussy.

Leaning on the railing, watching this man fix himself a sandwich my body begins to ache as I remember the dinner you and I had shared. After the waiter had left we both realized how incredibly horny we were after the little show I had given him at your request. I had wanted so badly to sink to my knees and devour your cock with my hungry mouth. But your empty stomach got the better of you.

"Patience baby, we have all the time in the world," you cooed in my ear. "For right now though I'm starved, let's eat."

Reluctantly I agreed, even though I was more than a little disappointed. I had wanted so much to please you; to give you the same pleasure you had given me. You could tell I wasn't very happy by the pout on my face and the look in my eyes.

"Oh, baby girl don't pout. Come sit on daddy's lap and let him make you feel all better."

You know I can never resist that sexy voice of yours. So when you held your hand out to me; I took it and did as I was told. Again you had asked me to not put anything on so there we were; me sitting in your lap with wearing nothing but the high heels.

The way you were holding mixed with the situation we had created for ourselves was so erotic, that I could feel my pussy growing wet almost as soon as you sat me on your lap. I had never had anyone treat me with such care wanting not only to please yourself but also to please me. Dipping the strawberries in the whipped cream and teasing me with them before bringing them to my eager lips.

But the situation soon got the better of you and strawberries just wouldn't do any longer. Suddenly without warning I saw you push all the dishes to one side, and with one arm you lifted me onto the table. My mouth opened to ask you what's going on but instead of answering you kiss me quickly and tell me.

"SShh baby, I know exactly what I want to eat."

Slowly but forcefully you push me back until I'm laying flat on the table. You put your hands around my ankles and push my legs up until my heels are against my ass and I'm right on the edge of the table. Leaning over me you slowly start kissing your way down my body. Starting with my lips, down over my shoulders to my tits, then over my stomach to the little triangle of pussy hair I had left just especially for you.

Your hands roam over my tits as you let your face rest on that triangle; with your warm breath blowing on my most sensitive spots I could feel the tiny hairs on the back of my neck stand on end as you rub your face all over my pussy. I feel you as you breath in my musky scent, and follow the tiny triangle that points directly toward my pleasure point. Patiently taking your time; ever so slowly looking at the swollen puffy outer lips of my pussy, feeling them slowly with your fingers, kissing them, licking them even pulling them into your mouth and nibbling on them. 

Then you ever so slowly spreading them apart to get to the soft pink inner lips. Running your tongue along the wet slit with just the right mix of gentle but steady licks, finding my swollen clit at the very top. As I find myself going over the edge, screaming your name over and over again begging you to never stop I can barely keep from jumping off the table. 

You never missed a beat though, as you licked all my juices, letting your face get wet from my excitement. I could feel the insides of my thighs trembling as your hands ran to my ass, caressing and rubbing the cheeks. As I tried to catch my breath though you caught me by surprise again when you lifted my legs high until they were resting on your shoulders.

I can remember pushing myself up until I was resting on my hands, just so I could see everything that you were doing. The sight of you between my thighs eating me was such a turn on for me, as was looking into your eyes when you raised them to look into my face. At that point you weren't just licking my clit it was if you were fucking the tiny button with your tongue.

Your strong hands pulled me even closer and I felt you sucking me into your mouth, not only the clit but the lips too. Eagerly moving against me before pushing your tongue deep into pussy. I had never been in such ecstasy as you continued to fuck me with your mouth. Even more orgasms grip me, thank goodness you had such a hold on my hips or I would've fallen off the table from the force of my explosion.

And yet you never released your hold on me, all the time continuing to lick and suck and nibble until I could feel tears building in my eyes from the force of the pleasure. When finally you had your fill of me you pulled me to you and cuddled me like a child; before picking me up and laying me in the bed. 

Standing there lost in my erotic thoughts and memories; watching the clouds roll across the sky I never heard the door slide open or you step outside onto the balcony with me. But I knew you were there behind me when I felt your strong hands on my shoulders and your hard cock rubbing against the cheeks of my ass.

"I wondered where you had went." you whispered in my ear.

Leaning back against your chest, enjoying the feel of your body and your hands as they roamed over my skin, I quietly answer.

"Just thought I'd let you rest up after dinner."

"Yeah, dinner was incredible, you spread out on the table looking so delectable just for me. My own personal buffet." Pulling my hair to the side and starting to kiss my neck, you massage my tits harder. "But now I'm ready for some dessert."

You didn't even have to tell me what you had in that mind of yours. I could tell when you slipped your fingers under the straps of the chemise and pulled them down over my shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. My body shivered from your touch on me and I knew that you were going to fuck me. The thought of finally feeling your cock in me caused me to moan softly with anticipation.

Your hands found the hard nipples of my tits and you went to work, rolling them between your fingers making me whimper. But every time I would try to touch you; you would grab my hands and hold me still. I wanted you to know how badly I wanted you, how badly I needed you though, so I ground my hips against your cock feeling you twitch and jerk. I knew that one of your strongest fantasies was to fuck out in the open where anyone walking beneath would see you fucking me. Now standing here locked in your arms, all I could think was how much I want that too.

With your hands roaming lower over my body, you grab my hips and slow my movements. Now you guide us together as if partners in an erotic dance. Pushing yourself hard against me, until I feel my hips hitting the railing of the balcony, my hot pussy rubbing on the cool wrought iron.

My body shivers when your fingers first invade my pussy, searching out my magic button. You find it so hard and swollen, like your cock. Your fingers moving slowly up and down my slit; all the while your thumb rubbing my clit harder and harder with each tiny circle you make. Feeling myself building towards another incredible orgasm, I scream again when two fingers slip into the folds of my wet pussy .

That was when we felt the first drops of rain begin to fall, but we were beyond caring. Lightning streaked across the sky and thunder rumbled as you worked your fingers deeper into my pussy, probing me bringing even more screams ripping from my throat. Our bodies are drenched with a mixture of sweat and rain, but we don't care. All I can do is pant; begging you to make me cum.

"Be patient little girl," was all you could say as I felt myself on the verge of exploding. 

Just as quickly as your fingers had entered me, you pulled them out. Slowly you spread my legs apart and I feel your cock slide along my slit where only a few minutes before you fingers had been. You cock is so hard and so big as our bodies naturally melt together like lovers that had been together for years instead of only a few hours. Neither of us had to guide your cock into my pussy, it simply slid in.

Holding me tight around the waist, you hold me there impaled on your cock for what seemed like an eternity. Lifting me higher onto your hips up you begin to move inside of me slowly at first, then with harder and faster thrusts. With my hands I gripped the railing and felt my muscles grip you as we fucked for the first time. That was when we noticed that the man across the way had come back and was watching us from his office window.

You whispered in my ear to let me know about him; to let me know how turned on you were by the thought of a stranger watching us fuck. Knowing that we were living out a fantasy made us both even hornier. You began to fuck me with a renewed urgency as we saw our audience unzip his jeans and begin to slowly stroke his hard dick.

Here we were a triangle of people aroused beyond belief; two being watched and one watching. You fuck me with even deeper, harder strokes as I thrust back to meet every one. My fists clenched on the railing, your arms clamped around my waist, I rode your cock like a wild woman the whole time never looking away from the stranger.

The orgasm that gripped me seemed never ending as one wave after another took hold of me. I could feel your cock jerking inside of me and I knew that you were also close to exploding. Grinding my hips on your cock even harder trying to get every inch inside me, I saw the stranger in the window as he matched us stroke for stroke.

The urgency we both felt increased as I pressed my back to your chest and let my juice flow over you. I could hear you moaning and grunting as I felt your cock swell and erupt inside of me emptying your load, as the two of our juices mixed together. And yet you kept fucking me, enjoying the sound of my screaming and begging. And yet all the while we're caught in the throes of ecstasy, my eyes are locked on the stranger as I saw him tense up and his load shoot high in the air.

As I lean back against you, our bodies trying to relax from the incredible time we just had, I can hear both of us fighting for our breath. With your arms holding me close I see the stranger throw us a wave before turning off his lights I can hear myself say........

"Can it get any better than this?"

"Just wait until tomorrow baby."



First Time



Wendy had just started a new job with a small local company they were a friendly bunch and she enjoyed herself, she is a bit flirty and so were the rest so she teased some of them terribly with short skirts stockings and high heels. Jean who was the boss's secretary got on well with Wendy and they used to have a few laughs. Wendy remarked to me that Jean always wore stockings and high heels and showed just enough to keep all the men interested (including me). 

Jean was giving Wen a lift home so she had to wait for Jean, she went to her office and found no one there she could hear voices in the boss's office so Wendy sat down to wait. About 5 minutes passed and Jean came out of the office and closed the door quickly behind her. She looked a little flustered when she saw Wendy there and was straightening her skirt and adjusting her blouse. She smiled at Wendy and just said, "he is an old sweetie but such a randy old sod". Wendy laughed and said "I thought he was past it" Jean smiled and grabbed her bag and said "let's go I will tell you the details over a drink"

They chatted on the journey and Jean was in a good frame of mind after they arrived at the pub and had a couple of drinks she said to Wendy "I suppose you would like the story" 

"Oh I would if you want to tell me"

Jean explained she had been Mr. Jackson's secretary for about 4 yrs and Jacko as he was called was good to work for. Jean explained she was married and her husband had lost his job about 3 years ago and they were having a tough time for a while. One afternoon she asked if there was any chance of some overtime, he said maybe he would have to see. Jean said I was so pleased I just burst into tears. Jacko came around his desk to comfort her and Jean says I just folded into his arms and he gave me a lovely cuddle, nothing sexy just a nice hug as I reached for my hankie his hand slipped from around my waist and I felt him touch my suspender and my panties, he instantly pulled his hand away and I mopped my eyes. 

He gave me a chair and I sat down. He told me to cheer up and said he would be glad to help. He pulled a cheque book out of his draw, as he was writing he looked up at me and I saw his eyes roam over my skirt and legs. I realised straight-away, another undie freak so maybe a little flash from me would be a small sacrifice. I just crossed my legs and sat a little sideways and Oh so subtly let my skirt ride up to my stocking top, like all men he was instantly transfixed, my black slip was split so I just let it slip across to show just a tiny bit of bare flesh. His moan was just audible I glanced up to see he was no longer writing and one hand was below the desk. 

It was obvious what he was doing I could see his arm moving as he stroked himself.

I could feel my panties getting wet and realised I was incredibly turned on. I felt powerful at the reaction I was causing I really wanted to make him cum while he looked at me. I looked up and could see his hooded eyes as he jerked on his prick.

Without moving my gaze I uncrossed my legs and blatantly lifted my skirt opening my legs I knew he would see my soaked panties. It was enough he groaned and jerked forward his hand stroking rapidly, as he slumped back in his chair I saw the first drips of spunk drop onto the carpet, that was enough for me and I came like a rocket without even touching myself.

Wendy laughed and said "you sexy thing so presumably tonight was a repeat performance"

Jean nodded and said "I am really hooked on it and we have never touched one another but it is so bloody sexy"

"Well I am wet just hearing the story," said Wendy

"That is good because he wants you," said Jean "are you up for it"

Wendy just nodded.



First Time



We meet after sunrise we agreed no sex until the sunset making for a long pleasurable day of foreplay. We start out hiking in the arboretum following a trail holding hands occasionally leaning into each other and kissing lightly. The anticipation building as we go. We find a secluded lake and decide to have our picnic lunch feeding each other, kissing more seducing each other as we go. We sit and talk for hours. 

The lake looks so inviting I suggest we go for a swim. You grin and I help you slowly take your clothing off turning around so you can remove your boxers. Knowing that if I watched it would be too much. I see you drop your boxers on our piles of clothes and stand behind me sliding my shirt up over my head. I shiver feeling nipples tighten in cool air. Your hand slowly unclasps my bra as you kiss my neck taking delight in the feel of my full breasts in your hands. 

Your hands slide down feeling my panties. I murmur how you should enter water first. I hear you splash in so I kick off my shoes and socks. I slide the thin gauzy skirt down showing off my navy blue panties I take time to spread a towel out and head to water coyly wading in your mouth open gazing at my nipples. We play entwining in the water. I joke about being wrinkled and we get out, laying stretched out face down on towel. 

Talking to each other and keeping our hands restrained. I finally slip my panties off and redress facing away from each other. We walk back to car and your hand pinches my bottom delighting in knowing I'm no longer wearing panties. We go back to hotel to eat dinner on a balcony my foot sliding up your leg. We watch the sunset you behind me arms wrapped around my kissing my neck and shoulders.

You slip my shirt off again pulling me into room candle light smelling like vanilla, soft music playing. My bra gets lost as we dance my skirt soon following you guide my bare body to bed and I lay down upon it. With you kissing down my body my dark nipples begging for attention you caress kiss lick and fondle all but nipple until they are extremely hard and I moan for you to please suck them. I groan as you nibble them so delicately teasing. 

"I can't believe I made it. I thought at any moment I was going to pull you into hidden spot and ravish you." Your words husky with need as you spread my legs licking your lips as you gaze upon the promised land.

"Nothing is stopping you now," I reply my voice just as husky. Your tongue lingering up my soft inner thigh. My mind going blank as you savour me long after I cum, losing track of the pleasurable ripples encasing my body. My nails rake the bed and you finally get rid of your clothing, my legs wrap around your waist as you finally plunge in. My fingernails claw your back my legs hugging your slender waist. 

Once seems far to much and not nearly enough as you fill me sinking into me our sweaty bodies rubbing together. The cool air soft against our skin as you pull me on top still inside me and yawn.



First Time



On September 14 I had received Christ back into my life. When doing this I had agreed to dismiss my past life and live for god, not around him. Well, my boyfriend at the time had a problem with this. That would mean: no sex, no swearing, no smoking, no drinking, and no disrespect. Since he was King of all of thee above, we began to fight. The biggest about sex. 

Don't get me wrong, at the time Steve was my best lover I had ever had. He did everything and anything and with that had made everything and anything feel non commentable.. soo good I can't comment. I hadn't even begun to have orgasms before him, and with him I had multiples with in 15 seconds of him entering me. He wasn't the biggest guy in the world either.. but he knew what he was doing. 

Well, when I took away the sex, his true nature began to show. All he ever wanted was sex. Then came the guilt trips; "you're not attracted to me... " If you loved me.. " 

Meanwhile I had been adopted in my best friends home. And being with them gave me more courage and self love that I had ever known. But even with that I still couldn't let go of Steve. He had begun stepping over the limit with comments of my weight and what I could and couldn't wear because of my weight. The night that had changed it was when I was cleaning the bathroom.

That's right who knew that using Clorox scrub and cleaning the toilet one night a year ago could change your life.. but it did mine. I was cleaning My best friends bathroom.. don't ask why because I'm not entirely sure even now. Well I had wiped everything down, and swept the floor.. and I was returning all of the mats onto the floor from the hallway where I threw them. As I walked out, Joe had jumped back from the wall outside from the bathroom. Joe was my best friends brother. He was really sweet on me, and the more time I spent over at Marcie's house the more I began to grow attracted to him. 

I always sing when I clean, and when you clean the bathroom it tends to be more prominent because of the echo. Well, Joe had been leaning up against the wall listening to me sing, and I caught him doing it. 

From that day I knew he was the one I needed to be with. I broke up with Steve and started dating Joe. He was shy, and a gentlemen. He opened car doors, always let me order first and would look at me like I was the most precious thing he had ever laid eyes on. (Still does to this day) And what made it complete, was that he was a virgin. Had never looked at porn in his life and had never even masturbated. He didn't even know how to have sex. 

We went to church together, and family lunch afterwards. We prayed and held hands and even once had kissed. But the nymph in me was starting to come out and I was scared of what might happen to us. I loved him, and I was not used to being treated this well. Nor' was I used to a non-sex relationship. It became to a point that he would kiss me on the cheek and my panties would get soaked.

After long deliberation I let it give in. Sunday afternoon sometime in November, a month and a half after we had started seeing each other, everyone was gone out of the house. Joe was sleeping because he was still living in Detroit but was commuting on weekends to Grand Rapids to see me.. (which a three hour drive) 

I had taken a shower and walked out to go to my room. Joe was sleeping on a mattress on the floor downstairs in the den. (which was in seeing distance from the bathroom) I walked over to look at him and I smiled. Though the thought of doing what we were about to do had not occurred to me.. the fact that we were alone did. A drop of water from my hair splattered on his chest and his eyes fluttered open. I stepped back quickly because he had startled me. Then in a moment I believe we both realized he was sleeping in just his boxers, and I was wrapped up in a towel. 

I straddled him and said "good morning" He just stared at me with a wide-eyed expression saying.. "Oh my goodness, what is she doing?" He said to me with hesitation "hi." From that I attacked him and started kissing him everywhere my wet hair leaving marks as I trailed up and down his neck and chest. He began to wheeze a little so I stopped. He has bad asthma so I thought me laying on him caused him to wheeze. He sat up and said "Kim we can't" I looked at him and said "Can't what? He just looked at me. 

He continued to stare at me for three or four minutes, and just when he was about to speak I stood up. I felt so stupid and humiliated. I didn't know what I was doing but I knew I wanted him. I stood there and with out thinking I let my towel fall. Joe's eyes got so wide and as my towel fell I could see them change to gree to brown. I sat back onto him and cupped his face and looked him in the eyes and said "I Love You" Then it was him who was attacking me. Never in my life had I had such a reaction from someone. He was calling out my name and moaning very loudly. 

The sex lasted 45 minutes and would have continued if his family hadn't showed up. When I heard them approaching the upstairs door I put on my towel and ran upstairs to answer the door. When I jumped up off of him when I heard them, I hit his forehead with my knee and then he hit his head on a nearby computer desk. I answered the door and it was Marcie, and she asked me why I was wearing a towel. I told her that I had just gotten out of the shower. 

She pointed out that my hair was not wet and asked where Joe was. I told her he was still sleeping and to quiet down or he was going to wake up. I walked back down stairs with a huge smile on my face. "I just had the worst sex in my life I thought, and yet it was definitely the best and I bet no one will be able to top it" As I entered the bathroom the gather my things I looked at Joe he was laying back down pretending to sleep. There on his forehead was a red welt that was changing black and blue.



First Time



You know, it is getting harder to think back all those years. What my emotions were. What I was thinking. It's a pity, because it was a milestone, the first big milestone in my life. It was the night I lost my virginity. There are times when the light flickers in a specific way or a man wears the cologne that my boyfriend Jay wore when a flood of memories return to me. I remember that it was a mid-summer night, and that I was at my boyfriend's house while his parents were entertaining their friends outside.

As I lay alongside Jay on his single bed, we could hear the tinkling of glass and intermittent bursts of laughter from just outside his bedroom window. Jay and I had been going out for only a few weeks, and as our relationship grew steamier, I had taken the opportunity to update my lingerie, purchasing lacy bra and panty sets that I had always wanted, but could never justify spending the money on. I remember I was wearing a tight, black button-through shirt and a long, flowing summer skirt, and underneath, I had chosen to wear a black satin and lace set, the fabric stretched tight across my silky smooth, 36D breasts.

Jay's birthday was in a few weeks' time, and we had planned to spend the weekend away at a cabin his parents had by a lake. Jay had already guessed that part of his birthday surprise was going to be me allowing him to be the one to take my virginity. It may have been because of this knowledge that Jay hadn't been pushing me for sex, and so we spent many hours just making out and exploring each other's bodies.

It was really humid that night, and Jay and I had been lying together kissing passionately for well over an hour. I was still fully dressed, but in the heat Jay had stripped down to just a pair of shorts. He was lying partially across my body, cupping my left breast and gently squeezing it in perfect time to the deep probing of our tongues. I was fully aroused and my hard nipples were pushing against the tight fabric of my shirt. Without missing a beat, he spread his fingers and captured my nipple between his middle and index fingers and began to lightly rub it in a gentle, scissoring motion. Although I hadn't thought it possible, my nipples grew even harder and I begged for him to remove my shirt.

Jay dragged his mouth away from mine and leaned back as he slowly undid the buttons of my shirt. The room was dark, the only light coming through the slightly tilted slats of the Venetian blinds adorning his bedroom window. Jay seemed mesmerised by the sheen of my sweat-covered chest, a faint light as the only means of illuminating my body. My nipples were rock hard, and the flimsy lace of my bra could barely contain my tits. The brownish pink of my areola peeked over the over-full cup. He groaned quietly and began gently biting my nipples through my bra. I moaned and lifted my hips to meet his. Jay ran his hands behind my back and unclasped my bra, freeing my restricted tits.

As Jay continued to suck and chew on my nipples, I ran my hands down the back of his shorts and grabbed his toned arse cheeks. As I kneaded his flesh with my palms, I pushed him hard against my aching crotch. His rock-hard cock immediately responded and he managed to nestle it against my throbbing clit. I could feel his desire even through my skirt and juice-soaked panties. For what seemed like hours, the two of us lay there, our mouths exploring each other's naked torsos, while we ground our throbbing genitals against one another.

I could feel Jay's pumping growing more and more urgent, so I pulled my mouth away from his and rolled him onto his back.

"Relax," I told him, "Just lie back, and let me treat you."

Jay let out a deep moan as I slid down the length of the bed until my head was level with his groin. I smiled slyly as I looked at his erection, which was causing a tent-pole-like effect in his shorts. With an extreme amount of care, I gently slid my hands under the elastic waistband of his shorts, lifted it over his throbbing cock, and slid them down his legs. Jay shuddered as he felt the smooth skin of my tits gently knocking against his hard-on as I repositioned myself.

"Close your eyes," I whispered, as I gently moved my lips to base of his rod. 

I licked my lips and slowly began my descent to his fuzz-covered testicles. Gentle, light flicks at first, slowly moving to wide lustful licks before opening my mouth and sucking the hot sack into the depths of my warm, wet mouth. Once the first ball was drenched with my saliva, I moved across and gave the same treatment to his other ball. As I continued to suck and lick his testicles, I brought my palm up to his cock, slapping away his hand, which he was using furiously on his thickly veined cock.

"Let me do the work," I said, as I grabbed the base and began to rhythmically pump away.

"Suck me, oh god, suck me," Jay begged, so I lifted my head and positioned my mouth at the tip. The head was already glistening with pre-cum, which I deftly licked up with light flicks of my tongue. Once it was clean, I began to lick in a circular motion, with my tongue and mouth moving lower and lower down his shaft, until finally his head hit the back of my throat. I began bobbing my head in rhythm to the pumping of my hand, his knob delving deeper and deeper into my throat each time my head went down.

Through the sounds of my slurping and Jay's moaning, we could still hear noise coming from the party outside. I could see the silhouetted forms of people standing just a few yards away- a pane of glass and a flimsy Venetian blind the only things separating us. I wondered if they could see, or maybe even hear us. The idea turned me on so much that I drove my head down onto Jay with an intensity that caused him to cry out in pleasure and spew his hot jism straight into the back of my throat. I swallowed the lot and licked the rest of his cock clean.

"Oh baby," he groaned, "You are the absolute best".

I slid my body back up against his and lightly kissed his slightly parted lips. I gently stroked his firm abdomen and could feel him growing hard again against the side of my hand. Propping himself up onto his elbow, he leaned into my neck, and began nibbling my earlobe.

"You are so good to me," he whispered as he gently lifted my flimsy skirt and began lightly fingering me through my soaked satin and lace panties. "So very, very, very good," he sighed, increasing the pressure of his agile fingers against my erect clitoris. Moving his mouth back to mine, he kissed me deeply as he slid his hand under the elastic waist of my panties and buried his middle finger deep inside my sopping wet hole.

"Oh yeah, babe, you're enjoying this," he murmured as he inserted another finger and began sliding them in and out, causing my juices to ooze out of my pussy and down my crack. Too aroused to talk, I answered by lifting my hips to meet his probing digits, urging him to delve deeper into my moist, warm folds

"My turn now," he whispered and slowly moved his body down alongside mine. Using his free hand to spread my legs further apart, he positioned his head between my thighs and began to lick my erect clit. Flames of ecstasy shot through my body as his warm tongue explored my entire genital region, alternating between sucking on my clitoris and licking my oozing hole.

"Fuck me, Oh God, please fuck me," I moaned, struggling to get the words out of my throat. "I want you to fuck me now!"

"I thought you wanted to wait," Jay mumbled into my pussy.

"I can't wait anymore," I cried. "I need to feel you in me now."

I felt Jay smile against my wet warmth as he gave it a final kiss before moving back up alongside me. He kissed me on the lips, the musky scent of my arousal lingering in the air.

"Are you sure?" he asked, lightly running fingers through my now tangled hair.

I nodded and kissed him deeply, allowing my tongue to send just the right message I wanted to get through to him. Without leaving my mouth, Jay lifted himself onto his elbows and positioned himself over me. He nestled his erection between my eager lips and lowered his hips slowly, his knob coming to rest up against my clit. I lifted my legs around behind his back, locking my ankles together. Slowly, Jay began rocking his body against mine, my wetness providing enough lubrication to allow his thickness to gently slide up and down between my pussy lips, his throbbing head gradually moving closer, ever so much closer to my eager hole. Groaning, I raised my hips, wanting even more of this the amazing feeling.

"Absolutely positive?" Jay whispered, his voice catching in his throat. I tightened the grip my legs had around his waist and thrusted my hips to meet his. By now the tip of his cock was at the entrance of my opening, and receiving no objection, he began to ease it gently into my wet warmth. Experiencing a mixture of both pleasure and pain, I was overwhelmed by emotion - I was finally a real woman. A sexual being. A very sexual being…

I gasped as Jay increased the speed of his thrusting, and I realised that my body had come alive, moving almost as if it had a mind of his own. My hips continued to thrust in time to Jay's movements and my legs squeezed him tight to me, threatening never to let him go. My nipples and clit were aching, they were so aroused, and I could feel my vaginal muscles contracting around Jay's firmness.

"Oh, Christ, You are so goddamn tight!" Jay panted as he began thrusting even harder. 

I could feel myself getting tighter and tighter as he continued.

"You have a beautiful, tight, virgin pussy," he said as he slid his finger behind me and began rubbing my puckered arsehole. 

"Oh god, I'm cumming!" I cried as I felt my body reach a level of arousal I had never yet experienced.

Fucking Jay as hard as I could, I ground my clit into him.

This pushed me over the edge and I cried out as I came harder than I had ever cum before. I moaned, grunted and gasped as I felt explosions originating in my loins spread throughout my body.

"Yesssssssssss," Jay groaned as he shot a load of hot cum deep into my pulsating cunt.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes." We continued humping, grinding, thrusting, licking, moaning, groaning until finally I felt Jay's exhausted dick go limp inside me and the cocktail of our juices beginning to seep out of my hole, down my arse crack and onto the sheets beneath us.

Sighing in mutual satisfaction, we separated our sweat-soaked bodies and lay there side by side in the single bed. As I came back down to earth, the sounds of the party, the clink of cutlery on china, the tinkle of laughter and snippets of conversations filled the room. This definitely was going to be a summer I would never forget.



First Time



Let me set the tone for the story, when I was about 18 I had a friend Frank who lived in the same apartment complex as me and my mother. I was a chubby kid and wasn't that great with girls my age so I was still a virgin. I used to go over Franks apartment a lot to just hang out and talk and play guitar now and then. He was nice person who let us kids hang out there so to keep us out of trouble, but this story isn't about him, it is about this new neighbor he got, her name was Liz.

Liz was older than me, she was about 38 or so, but she didn't look like she was more than 28. Liz had beautiful blonde hair and a smile that won't quit with sexy succulent lips. Liz had become friends with Frank and the rest of the kids that used to hang out there. I used to love to talk to her and flirt with her every chance I got, needless to say I used to fantasize about her at night when I did my nightly routine of masturbation. I used to try to think of all different ways that would spark my interest for that nights festivities. Then one winter day we had a terrible snowstorm, we had at least 18" of snow so me being the business man I was at that age it was an opportunity for me to make some cash. 

I went from parking lot to parking lot in the complex digging peoples cars out of the snow, then I came across Liz out there digging hers out, I think it was a Bonneville or something like that. Anyway I went to her and started helping her dig her car out, by the time we were done I was chilled to the bone so she asked me if I would like to come in for a cup of hot chocolate. Of course I said yes and we went in her apartment and took off my coat and boots, but my pants and socks were soaking wet from the snow. It was hard to get warm with the wet stuff on so Liz handed me a robe and told me to go in the bathroom and get out the wet stuff and that she was going to do the same. When I came out of the bathroom she was sitting on the couch and she was wearing just a long tee shirt with panties, well of course I couldn't see the panties because the shirt covered them. I looked kinda funny in a pink robe but that doesn't matter.

Well as we are sitting there drinking our hot chocolate we are talking about stuff like friends and things we like to do. But all I could do is just stare at her bare legs and where the tee shirt stopped, I was just wondering at that point what she had on underneath when she caught me staring. She asked me if I liked what I was staring at and I said most definitely which was no surprise because we always flirted anyway. Then I got the surprise of my life, my fantasy was starting to come into reality, she placed a hand on my leg and started to rub my thigh. Liz asked me if I wanted to touch her leg and I just nodded yes. She grabbed my hand and placed it on her thigh

and I started to rub it lightly up and down. I leaned over to her and stared into her beautiful eyes, we only about 2 inch's face to face. I could feel her hot breath on my face and it was giving me an immediate erection. I finally leaned further and kissed her, just lingering a few seconds just with a pucker. I pulled back and looked at her and she smiled and I just went back and gave her the most passionate kiss I could. It seemed like we were kissing for hours but it was only minutes, I was in another world a world of dream. Her mouth tasted so sweet and it was so moist I didn't want to stop.

As we kissed I moved my hands to her back and rubbed as we kissed coming around and rubbing her arms and the sides of her breasts. We parted for a second and she said lets go get more comfortable, so she got up and put her hand out to lead me to her bedroom. We stood by the side of the bed embraced in a deep passionate kiss as I reached down to and grabbed the end of the shirt and slowly lifted it up and over her head revealing the most beautiful breasts I had ever seen. Of course I have only seen a few but never really in this state of passion. I had never been this far with a woman before but it seemed so natural with Liz that I knew what to do.

I was kissing her on her lips then worked my way to her neck all the time felling her naked back with my hands. She had such soft and warm skin I thought I would explode then. I work my way from her neck to her breast and I tease around the nipples with my tongue, I feel her nipple are really hard and I teasingly squeeze her nip between my lips. I keep kissing my way down to her navel then to the rim of her panties. Now I finally notice the panties with a little bow on the waste band and I hook my fingers in the band and slowly pull them down as she steps out of them. I can smell her sexual arousal and can tell how turned on she must really be, I know I am at my peek arousal at this point. 

I kiss her outer thighs and slowly work my way to her pubic hair and I nuzzle my face into it and I bring my hand up and place it between her legs and rub all the way up till I can feel her wetness. As I gently lay her back onto the bed she spreads her legs to give me better access and I kiss her from her feet making my way up her inner legs. I reach her pussy and I take a teasing lick from her anus to her clit as I look up to see her expression on her face which she has her eyes closed and biting her lower lip.

Now I start to lick her some more and I take my tongue and place in as deep as I can get it tasting all of her juices. I gently trace back to her clit and start to gently lick it back and fourth, it is so engorged now and I place it between my lips and gently suck it into my mouth while licking it at the same time. She starts to thrust her hips around now and I can tell she is getting ready to orgasm. She tells me to do it faster lick me faster just then she lets a loud moan and thrashes her hips as she's cumming.

As she's coming down off of that one I reach a finger into her pussy and find the little g-spot and i start to rub this and right away she starts to go into another orgasm.

After she has that one I lay down at her side and just caress her face and kiss her. She then pushes me onto my back and climbs on top of me and slowly lowers her wet pussy onto my hard cock. I can barely hold back because of the wetness and tightness of her pussy and the way it is contracting around my member but I do.

Slowly she picks up her pace of going up and down on me as I reach up and roll her nipples gently between my thumb and forefingers. Faster and faster she moves, harder and harder as I'm ready to explode she arches her back and I can tell she's gonna orgasm again. All of a sudden I feel a wave moving through me and I start to cum, as I spurt for the first time Liz starts to orgasm too and we cum together. She just plops right on top of me and we lay like that for a few and she rolls off and we cuddle and fall asleep. We wake up a few hours later and do it all over again and again. That is the first of many times together.

To Be Continued...



First Time



His lips whispered against my throat. His hot, moist breath sending shivers through my body. The tail of His whip slithered around my feet and ankles; cool leather and soft suede seeking to make me quiver.

I didn't know what it was about Him, what it was that drew me. It was something dark and powerful. It was something forbidden. It was something that curled my toes and freed my soul. His eyes held heat; fire and ice at once pinning me with cool regard and melting me with a wicked gleam. I knew He was different. I knew He was real. I knew He could break me into a million jagged pieces with only one move; turning me away.

"Against the banister."

The words were sharp and growled against my neck with the force of his teeth biting into my tender skin. I yelped in surprise at the small pain and felt His smile. He was sinister, this Man I had met. But a part of me, the part that dared me to surrender, trusted Him not to hurt me. 

He positioned me against the hard wooden spindles of the staircase. His hand gripped the back of the T-shirt I wore and pulled downward, rending the soft fabric in two. He pressed against my back, sucking and licking just under my hair. I was sensitive there and tingles raced up and down my spine. His hands slid up my sides and under my arms, raising them upward.

"Wrap your fingers around the wood, My girl." As He whispered, He opened my less than resistant hands and placed my palms against the spindles, sliding them up and down, stroking the soft, sleek wood, before curling my fingers around it. "Hold tight and don't let go."

One of His hands still held the whip; the other splayed fingers across my belly. He drew the butt of the whip up my chest, resting it on the center clasp of my bra. He softly stroked my skin. 

"Is this bra one of your favorites?" He whispered against my ear, causing me to shiver. 

I nodded slowly, uncertain of what He would do, knowing that at that moment I would allow Him anything. I had never felt like that before, with anyone. I was greedy. I was in desperate need. I was hungering for something that I had no control over, and that was what I wanted. I didn't want control. I didn't want power. It was His, rightfully and completely His. I knew it. And He knew it. 

"That is not how you answer Me, sweet pet. Let us try again, shall we? Is this bra one of your favorites?"

"Y-yes, Sir." My voice was soft, but the words were clear as crystal.

He traced the edges of the bra with the handle of the whip. Lace covered the top half of my breasts while soft satin covered the lower half. He drew designs across my chest causing my breath to catch: soft curves and hard peaks. My nipples tightened, aching from within their fragile prison. His hand still splayed against the warm skin of my belly, fingers curling into me, holding me firm within His grasp.

"I'll buy you another one, or a dozen more, but this one, the one you're wearing this first time, is Mine."

With the core of the whip again resting atop the front closure, He pulled down, yanking hard and the fabric split, the clasp dangling to one side. Leaning closer and gazing over my shoulder, He watched as His hand uncovered first one and then the other breast. He trailed the end of the whip over my pale skin, bidding me softly to lower my head and watch. The contrast of black leather on white skin was more erotic than words could say.

This is what I had wanted all along. This sort of play, right on the edge of danger. It was more than a game, it was a life being born into freedom of spirit and soul and body. 

I gasped; my eyes transfixed as His wrist deftly guided the whip, its tail again coiling around my ankles. My nipples were erect and my full breasts swollen to the point of aching. 

Abruptly He pulled away from me, the room suddenly now cold. I whimpered in desire and loss. I had been absorbing His heat, yet I had not even known it. 

His hands startled me, their warmth burning into my flesh. He pushed my shorts down letting gravity take them from my hips and thighs. "Open your legs as far as you can with the garments around your ankles." 

I did as I was told. The shorts were denim, and with very little give. My legs were not very far apart, but His answering groan said that it was enough.

There was silence then. I heard nothing but my own breathing in the silent, Great Hall. Then fingers, light as air, hot as fire slid between my thighs, stroking the wetness that had gathered there upon first sight of Him. He caressed me tenderly, one, then two fingers sliding up inside my body. I wasn't sure if I made any sound at all, but in my mind, I screamed with pleasure. Never had any man touched me so delicately, with possession, with such intimacy. 

"Close your eyes, girl," He whispered against my lower back. "Close them and don't open them again until you are told. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Sir." I was rewarded with a long wet lick along my spine.

"That's good, My sweet. That's very good."

I closed my eyes. Again, there was silence, though now it was accompanied by blindness. His hands roamed my lower body and each time his fingers slid over my cunt I couldn't suppress the tremble.

"This whip was a gift to me." As He talked, He slid the hardbound leather core between my thighs. He caressed me lightly with the tip, teasing me mercilessly. "A friend of mine gave it to Me when she noticed Me staring at you." He slid it inside me, listening to my whimpers of lust. "She said she saw something in My eyes." Twisting the core within my body caused the leather tail to wrap itself around me, holding me prisoner, even more than my own clothes down around my ankles did. "And knew that I had to have both."

Hot and cold chills caressed my flesh as I listened to Him tell of His want. His hand slowly manipulated the whip core, moving it in and out of my wet sex. My hips pushed against His movements, my lips often grinding into the heat of His fisted hand.

"That's it, princess, fuck it," He said roughly, His voice edged with delicious intent.

He pressed His body against my back and wrapped His arm around my waist, holding me tight against Him. My head came to rest below His shoulder and the warm aroused scent of my body surrounded us. He was fully clothed against my nakedness and all I wanted was for Him to be just as naked as I, to feel Him against my skin. He had given me very little choice in trusting Him this time. He had no less than demanded it. He would not have to do that again. I would offer my trust and myself openly to Him; next time. 

He slid his hand up my torso. My heavy breasts were warm against His arm, the dark hairs tickling my sensitive nipples. He turned His palm up and cupped the globe, this thumb teasing me lightly. 

The moan came from my chest. I felt it as I am sure that He did well before it erupted from my lips. His forefinger had joined His thumb and between them, my nipple was pulled and twisted to stand erect and blood engorged. I writhed against Him, against His manipulations of my body, against His hold on me that went beyond the physical. I wanted Him, what He offered. I was frightened of it, of what He could mean to me, but I wanted it more than my next breath. 

"It's alright, little one. I'm here and it's alright to let go."

I shook my head violently no, but my body continued to buck against Him. I wanted it to last forever, for the feelings inside of me never to end. I was fucking the whip core as though it was a cock, as though I had been starving for the attention, for the hunger, for the possession. 

"Yes, girl, you will let go. For yourself. For Me." The words were whispered before His lips and teeth closed over my earlobe. I cried out when He bit down and my body arched like a bow when He slammed the hard leather deeper inside me. He rotated it, this black leather core cock, fucking me, fucking me, fucking me.

My scream echoed inside the cavern of the Great Hall. All around us was the sound of my pleasure wrenched from deep within. Suddenly my body went limp and I sagged against Him. He pulled the whip from me and with a flick of His wrist, uncoiled it from my ankles. He dropped it to the stone floor and used His now free hand to unlock my fingers from the staircase spindles. Both of His arms caught me before I could slip to the ground. 

"Open your eyes, My sweet girl." Slowly I did, my gaze hazy and glazed with the aftermath of passionate release. He turned my head slightly with a hand under my chin. His steel blue eyes traveled across my face, as if memorizing everything about me. "A room upstairs has been prepared for you. I wish you to stay, but only of your own desire. If you choose to go, I will provide you with a way to return to town; however, if you choose to stay, there is a private bath adjoining your room and this evening's attire in the wardrobe. And…I will expect you at eight o'clock sharp."

He watched me closely. My thoughts were starting to focus again. His offer was completely unexpected. In His arms, with His hard, yet gentle eyes staring at me, trying to read me, the blue igniting deep inside, warming with the first hints of uncertainty, I knew I would stay. I couldn't leave this place of magic, of darkness, of deep desires. 

I couldn't leave Him.



First Time



Pete & Cris have been together about 6 months, and have good relationship. Though they've fooled around a bit and Pete has brought up the subject of sex he has never tried to pressure her into it. Cris has so far maintained her virginity and has made it clear to Pete that she wanted to wait until she was completely ready. Well with their six month anniversary right around the corner Peter decided to take a chance.

When Cris arrived home after school she had an email waiting for her from Peter:

Cris, 

Come to my place to my place tonight at 7, and wear something in white and elegant. 

Love You, 

Peter

Cris read this and became a little suspicious, she trusted Peter of course, but still she new his parents were away visiting family in New Mexico so she wasn't sure what she had in mind. She was awoken from her deep thought when her younger sister Kat walked into the room.

"Hey Cris, can you give me a ride to the mall tonight?"

"Yeah ok, but I'm meeting Peter @ 7."

"Ok fine." 

With that Katz went on her way. Cris then stood up and walked to her closet.

White and elegant hm? She looked through her skirts until she saw something that was perfect, a long white dress with spaghetti straps, she'd only warn it one other time for the prom. She pulled it out and glanced at the clock quickly. 5pm, cool she had two hours to get ready, Cris was just 19 looked much older, she had a wisdom that seemed to radiate from her. She's also the type of women you see on the cover of cosmo, standing at 5'8 she had shoulder length blond hair and stunning brown eyes. This is one woman who had a line of guys a mile long chasing after her, but she's more then a body, she's also sweet, caring, funny intelligent, a real total package. She decided to take a quick shower before she began getting ready, once she got in the bathroom she took off her and dropped her B cupped bra to the ground, revealing a perfect pair of breasts, then came her jeans and panties revealing a pair of legs and as that the god himself must have molded. Moments later she was walking out of the shower with a towel wrapped around her, she walked into her room and dropped the towel. She then went to one of her drawers and pulled out a white pair of panties. Little more then an hour later she was all ready, her hair and make up where both done.

"Katz you had better be ready to go!"

Her 13 year old sister came running out of her room while Cris was walking to the door holding her white pumps, she passed by her twin sister Lycia who was on the phone making arrangements for her date tonight. Both Katz & Cris put on their coats and headed to Cris's truck. Ten minutes later they arrived at the local mall. 

"Hey if u need a ride back call mom."

"Ok, ok."

Cris then began on her way to Peters house, she glanced at the clock and it said ten to 7. Good thing he only lived five minutes from the mall, as she pulled into the long drive of his house she could see that the porch lights were on, she got out of her car and walked to the front door she noticed a small note on the door.

Cris, 

The doors open. Just follow the trail. 

Love, 

Peter

Trail? What is going on? As she opened door she saw a hallway illuminated by candles and a trail of rose peddles on the ground. The trail led her to the dining room, Peter was standing by the table with a smile on his face wearing a white suit on the table was a big silver dome, a bucket of ice with a bottle sticking out and two tall candles as well there were candles scattered around the room, he approached her and kissed her, Cris returned the kiss.

"Happy Anniversary darling." Peter said while walking to the table and lifted the silver dome off the center of the table revealing Fillet Mignon and Baked Alaska, Cris's favorite meal. He then walked over to Cris and pulled out her chair, with a smile she sat down, and Peter pushed the chair to the table. Peter then pulled the bottle out of the bucket and held it in front of Cris.

"Champagne? But, I don't drink you know that"

"It's Cristal, only the best, besides one glass won't hurt, it's a special occaison"

"Ok, but one glass that’s it."

With a smile Peter fills her glass half way. And does the same to his glass, he then cuts off a piece of the baked Alaska and puts it on her plate and puts some Filet Mignon on her plate then goes to sit down. 

When both were finished eating Peter got up and walked over to Cris's chair. 

"Time for dessert my dear. Come with me." 

Cautiously Cris took Peter by the hand and followed him up the stairs to Peters bedroom, an all white room with hundreds of candles being the only light, next to the bed was a bowl of sugar covered strawberries. There were roses all over the room. A little nervous Cris enters the room, as soon as they both enter Peter turns around and kisses her deeply. Cris kisses back, Peter begins to suck Cris's tongue, Peter then softly kisses Cris's neck and shoulder as Cris lets out a light sigh. Peter then slowly pulls down her right strap while kissing the front of her neck, he then pulls down the left strap and pulls the top of her dress down to her waist. Cris looked at him nervously, this was the first time she'd ever been topless in front of a guy, plus she couldn't help thinking that for a virgin he seems to know what he's doing.

He ran his tongue along the top of her now bare breasts which sent a shiver down her spine, he began to softly kiss all over her breasts, it didn't take long for her nipples to become erect, he made that his next destination, he kissed each nipple hard and then took one in his mouth and began sucking softly. When he heard her moan softly he knew that was his sign to continue, be began lightly flicking her nipple with his tongue, he also began to softly pinch her other nipple. He then knelt down and softly began kissing all over her tummy which again made her shiver. She knew what his next goal would be, he pulled her dress all the way off, he then softly kissed the front of her panties and began to slide them down slowly letting the glory of her pussy show itself to him, he then stood up and took her and hand and walked her over to the bed, she smile as she laid down.

Peter then backed off and removed his jacket and unbuttoned and removed his shirt revealing a semi-muscular chest, he then reaches down and undoes his pants and pulls them and his underwear down slowly revealing his rock hard cock of medium proportions. Cris was mesmerized, since this was the first one she'd seen in real life. He walked to the bed and took a berry fed it to her, then he takes a rose and slides down her body. Cris watches him curiously as he spreads her legs slightly and goes between them, he gently kisses her inner thighs and softly brings the peddles of the rose across her pussy lips, which makes her shiver a through her body, he then puts the roes down, and kisses her pussy deeply and slides his tongue in a little. He then began moving his tongue in and out of her slowly as she began to moan he lightly messaged her clit with his finger. Peter then softly kissed her clit, then begins to softly suck it. Cris begins to moan loudly as she feels her whole body tense as Peter brings her to a thunderous climax.

Peter then slowly climbs on top of her and begins to rub the tip of his cock against her pussy, when she put her hands on his ass and pulled him slightly he knew that was his cue to proceed, he slowly inserted himself about half way, until she saw that he was in pain and she stopped she then bit into his shoulder and pulled him in slightly again. When he was completely inside her he began to pump slowly, on instinct Cris began moving her hips with the rhythm, they both kissed deeply, Peter began to pick up the pace slightly, Cris was again moaning loudly and Peter could feel himself tensing up, both moaned aloud as they came together. Peter then pulled out and took another berry, put it in his mouth and Cris took it from his with hers.

Cris smiled while running a finger down Peters shoulder.

"You know what I've always wanted to try Peter?"

"What’s that?"

Cris then rolled on all fours and smiled back him. Peter then slowly ran his tongue all over her ass cheeks as Cris sighed softly, Peter then ran his tongue from her tail bone to the back of her neck which sent a deep chill inside her, he then kissed her shoulder. Feeling a bit more daring now, Cris reached back and grabbed Peters cock which she noticed was again rock hard, she then guided his cock back to her pussy, he slid it in slowly and grabbed her hips and started pumping slow and soft at first, then started moving harder and quicker while Cris was moving her hips in time with his, he began caressing her breasts with his left hand as Cris started moaning loudly, Peter was moving faster and faster and could feel himself tensing up for the second time tonight Cris as well could feel herself tensing up, Cris let out one final loud moan as she came to her third orgasm of the night and Peter let out another moan as he came, then pulled out.

They both laid there on the bed catching their breath.

"Where did you learn all that stuff anyway Peter?"

"From erotic stories I read online."

They chuckled and slipped under the covers and fell asleep with their arms wrapped around each other.



First Time



Hi I am Priyanka 23rs old, married and staying in Delhi.  I am 5'5" with shoulder length straight hair.  My stats is 36-25- 36.  This is a real life incident and I am putting in form of letter since this was the way I told my husband.  This was the starting of many incidents. 

This is my first attempt in publishing.  So pls forgive the amateur quality but it is a real life incident. 

Dear... 

It happened when we were going around and you were at college and I had gone out.  My friend had got along one of her bro’s friend.  I was wearing a spaghetti strapped silver top.  I am sure you remember that top, half my breasts used to spill out.  And white slightly transparent Capri pants.  I wore no panties because the outline while wearing one was more obvious.  It was more obvious since I was wearing my come fuck me 4 inch white heels which made my butt jutt out as though asking for some one to squeeze it.  Anyway we went out and I had just got my cunt waxed and it was nice and smooth and since I was wearing no panty the pants kept rubbing against my cunt and I was slightly horny.  Initially everyone was having general fun and after some time every body got slightly tipsy.  

Then that guy asked me for a dance.  I went with him and we started dancing normally on the floor.  After some time I started to feel real horny and started swaying more than usual, bending to show my cleavage.  Getting closer to him etc.  he got the hint instantly as even he was leching at me the whole evening.  As you know he had the hots for me for years.  Seeing the chance so he pulled me closer to him and started to hold me and dance.  he first held me by the shoulders and started rubbing them while we danced.  Then he took me to a corner where it was dark and his back was to the rest of the crowd while I was facing them.  Since he was tall and broad he almost covered me and no one could see me.  He placed his hands on lower back and started squeezing them tentatively

Since I did not protest he placed his hands on my butt and started squeezing them.  He was damn surprised when he felt that i hadn't worn panties.  I could make it out by the look on his eyes that he was very horny.  He just kept squeezing my butt and pressed his body against mine so my tits were flat against his chest and he started to talk real dirty with me.  He started telling me how many times he had shagged thinking about me and whether I was horny too and wanted his dick.  By now I could feel his hard on pressing against my crotch and throbbing against it.  Since my cunt was waxed it felt even more sensitive to his dick.  Then while still talking to me he started to grind his dick against me and started to gyrate with the music.  Although initially I just wanted to tease and fool around a bit by this time I was soaking wet.  May be it was the drinks and the crowd I was as horny as a bitch and just wanted his dick inside my cunt.  

He was still holding on to my butt and doing nothing else I took his hand and made him cup my cunt.  He could feel how wet it was because even the pants were wet.  He removed his hand and smelt it and went wild.  I put my hand on his dick and started to play with it through his pants just the way like I do it to you when we are in discos.  He loved my touch.  By this time he was moaning, he moved his hands from my cunt and started squeezing my breast.  He was going wild and I was literally enjoying every moment of it.  I could feel his dick leaking through the pants.  He then started talking dirty to me and said I was the horniest cunt he had ever seen and saying that he started to bite my nipples through my top.  By the end he had sucked so hard that there were wet patches on the top.  He grabbed me then and took me from the floor into the men's toilet.  I was ready to do it anywhere; I just wanted his dick inside me.  There we shut the door and mad me kneel down.  I opened his pants and took his dick out. 

His dick was around 7 inches and throbbing.  He shoved his dick inside my mouth and proceeded to fuck my mouth.  Just before he came he made me stand up and made me kneel like bitch against the toilet pushed my pants down, and started to fuck me hard.  I responded immediately and started grinding back to meet his thrust.  My cunt was soaking wet and as usual when I get turned on real bad-I was damn noisy.  I think someone must have heard us because there was a knock outside and someone pushed the door.  There I was getting fucked like a slut panting and moaning.  He quickly said sorry and went off.  This turned me on further.  I always wanted someone else seeing me fuck and being treated like cheap trashy slut.  But this guy said it was unsafe fucking in the loo and told me to put on my pants and we went to his car.  

There we went in at the back and again he made me lie down and before I could do anything he buried his head between my legs through the pants and all saying that he loved my smell.  After sometime I pulled down my pants and asked him to lick my cunt clean.  His tongue inside sent me to heaven.  I came in his mouth I don’t know how many times.  I let him do that for sometime and then I got him up and told him to sit while I removed my pants.  He sat normally I unzipped his pants and got his dick out.  Then I started rubbing my cunt along his dick without taking it in.  He felt the wetness again and his hard-on started to throb real badly.  He was beyond all control then, he was begging me to fuck him.  I kept rubbing he thrust his dick inside my wet cunt and in one go I shoved all seven inches of him inside me. 

I literally started to ride him.  Almost immediately I started to come all over his dick again.  The smell was so strong that he wanted to smell me.  Then he wanted to taste it so he made me lie again and lapped up my cunt juices and cum and all.  Then he rubbed his nose all over my cunt, I started fucking his face with my cunt.  His face was getting smeared with my cunt juice.  Then he came up he thrust his dick inside me cunt again.  He has moving it in circles now and my cunt was totally filled up with his dick. 

He was squeezing my tits rubbing and kissing them and biting them while he grinded his dick inside me.  It felt damn good.  All the time he was calling me bitch, slut cock-sucker etc.  I love dirty talk especially when they treat me like cheap whore.  Then he turned around and then he made me kneel on the floor of the car and take him in his mouth.  Both of us were completely naked and you know how good I feel when a dick is being rammed into my mouth.  He started fucking my mouth like that and we both were abs naked and horny and the whole car smelled of sex.  I could feel he was about to come in my mouth.  I started to massage his balls slowly while sucking him and he started to come in liters inside my mouth.  God, it tasted real good.  you know what a horny, slutty cock sucker I am.  So drinking it all up made me feel great I almost came again when he came inside my mouth.  

Then we quickly dressed up and went back.  On the way back he started to feel horny again seeing me walk without a panty and he dragged me to a loo again.  There he started to finger fuck me.  I started to feel horny again and pushed his dick inside me. He fucked me like that for 5 minutes before he came all inside me.  His cum was dribbling out of my cunt.  By that time we were getting late, so we pulled up our cloths went out and met with the rest.  They asked us where we had been and we said we had gone to have coffee.  Then he left me like that all wet and thirsting for more.  On the way back when we said good night to each other and he hugged me tight and squeezed my tits.  you must have wondered what made me late that day and also why my cunt tasted different.  So here is your answer. 

If any one wants to contact me, please feel to mail me.



First Time



We'd talked about this for several weeks, but never thought it could actually happen. Due to a change in plans he had two free days in a nearby city and decided to make the three-hour drive to my home. 

I paced the floor, nervous, antsy, fidgety. No matter how much a person thinks about, fantasizes and wants something, when it becomes reality it's a bit nerve-wracking. 

I heard a car door slam and there he was. After the first few minutes of nervous conversation, I took his hand and we went into the bedroom. I'd tried to prepare everything to help ease both of us. I could tell he was as nervous as I was. 

A low-wattage bulb glowed in the bedside lamp and several candles burned. More candles and an antique oil lamp provided the only light in the adjoining bathroom.

With gentle hands I pushed him back on the antique four-poster bed. He took my hand and pulled me down with him. Our hearts pounded, then slowed as we became more at ease. He unbuttoned the first button on my blouse, hesitated, then continued when I didn't object.

Warm hands tugged me over on my stomach. I sighed as firm strokes circled on my back. Long moments passed as I relaxed under his skillful hands. When I felt comfortable with him, I rolled over, unbuttoned his shirt, slid it off and ran my hands down his chest.

I tugged him over on his tummy, feathered light strokes across his back and shoulders. He sighed in contentment. With tentative fingers I reached underneath him and unfastened his jeans. I tugged his jeans and briefs to his knees, waited as he kicked off his shoes, then pushed them off and let them drop to the floor.

He took a deep breath. "That's not fair. You still have clothes on." 

I chuckled. "Well, I guess you'll have to do something about that."

He sat up, unfastened my bra, and removed it. I lay back as he unfastened my jeans and slid them down, along with my panties. Self-consciousness bloomed and I was thankful for the dim lighting.

We held each other, both a little nervous about the next step. Then his hand hovered over my breasts, wordlessly asking if he could touch. I pressed his hand to me and told him that's something I love. His hand kneaded my breast as I ran my hand over his chest again, then a bit lower. I wondered how he felt about being touched ... until he pressed himself against my hand.

I could stay like this forever, as warm fingers made sensuous circles on my nipples. His other hand danced over my tummy with feathery touches. I squirmed as he tickled. I gasped as his fingers moved lower, then after a brief brush against me, skipped away.

He whispered against my ear. "Should we use a vibrator yet?" 

"No, not yet. If I get too ... um ... excited ... I can't enjoy the next 'treat.' 

He sighed, but said he understood. 

I turned towards him, propped my head on my hand, then ran my fingers up and down his erect penis. His breathing quickened as I circled him with my hand. I wondered how he would feel if I would lean over and take him in my mouth. 

I said, "You know, I could do this forever. Let me know when you want to try your first enema." 

I felt him tense and his breath whooshed. I knew how he felt. This was so new for both of us. He'd never had one before, and although I've indulged by myself, I've never given one. We'd talked about this for weeks. But now I could tell he was very nervous and I wondered if he could go through with it.

His hand continued to made lazy circles on my breasts, but I could sense his nervousness. I wondered if he could sense mine as well. He took a deep breath, blew it out, then took another. Another whooshed out breath. "OK. I really want to try this. I guess we're both nervous as hell about it. Who's gonna go first?" 

I giggled. "Well, you're the guest, so I guess it should be appropriate for you to be first, right?" 

He hesitated a moment. "Yeah, I guess you're right. It's just that it's so new ...."

I slid off the bed and pulled a sack from under it. Paper rustled as I opened it and showed him the contents. "Here's your very own 'red bag'. I put your initial on it so you'll know it's yours if you ever get back." 

He laughed at that. "You're so thoughtful."

With the bag in my hand I turned toward the bathroom. "Do you want to help me fill it?"

"No. Surprise me."

I wondered about his thoughts as he heard the water run. Since this was his first enema, and he was nervous, he wouldn't be able to hold much. I filled the pitcher with almost a quart, squirted in a few drops of peppermint castile soap, stirred it a moment, then poured it into the bag. Stopper in place, I opened the clamp and let a few drops run through the tube. 

I grabbed a couple of towels, the KY and went back into the bedroom with the bag. His eyes widened as he watched me hang the bag on the bedpost. With a nervous laugh he said, "I wonder if anybody else ever used that post this way." He took another deep breath. "OK. Now what?"

"Scoot over this way so I can reach where I need to reach. You can either lie on your left side with your right leg bent a little, or you can be on your knees with your chest on the bed. Whichever you want is fine with me.

He asked which position would be best. I suggested he try it on his side, since I could massage his tummy and also reach ... um ... other areas if he needed to be distracted. 

He squirmed closer to the edge of the bed and rolled over on his side. "Like this?"

"Yep. That's fine. Pull your knee up just a little more, OK? Lift up a second, so I can put a towel underneath you."

I held up the two tips that came in the kit and asked if he had a preference. I told him that I prefer the douche tip, but would use the other if he thought it would be more comfortable.

"Well, you're the expert."

He twisted a bit more so he could watch me. With intent eyes he watched as I globbed KY on the nozzle and smeared it around. His breathing quickened. I could tell he was either very nervous or very excited. Nerves, I thought, since a certain part of his anatomy was rather uninterested in the proceedings. I chuckled to myself. "Man, is that gonna change!"

He blinked as I dropped a gob of KY on my finger. "OK. Ready?"

"Well, ready as I'm gonna be, I guess."

I rubbed his tight buttocks. "Relax." 

He tensed even more as I spread his cheeks, then gasped when my finger touched his anus. As I pressed my slippery finger against him, he tightened even more. 

"Relax. C'mon. Take a couple of deep breaths and think how good this'll feel. Take a deep breath, hold it, then breathe out through your mouth. Push a little."

As he pushed, I slid my finger just through his sphincter. He tensed and moaned as I slid it in further and rotated it. His muscles relaxed and he sighed. "Mmm, that feels good."

With gentle motions, I massaged his rectum for a moment. Then I slid my finger out. "Ready?"

He hesitated, then nodded but didn't say anything. Another brief gasp as I parted his buttocks again, but still silence. I pressed the cool, slippery tip against him. "OK. Here we go. Take a deep breath."

Gently I slid it in till it wouldn't go any farther. He moaned as he felt the alien intruder, tensed, then sighed. His breathing deepened. "Want me to open the clamp?"

"Umm. OK."

He heard the "click" as I opened it part way. I felt him tighten against my hand as I slowly slid the nozzle in and out, rotating it as it moved. 

"Don't tense up. Just relax. Deep breaths. Breathe slowly ...." 

He relaxed a little, but I could still feel tense muscles under my hand. "Breathe. Take a deep breath and feel how warm you feel inside." Again I slid the tip almost out, then back in. 

"Oh!" 

"Is that a good 'oh' or a bad 'oh?' Have a cramp? Want me to slow it down?"

"No. It feels sooo good. Warm."

As I moved the tip inside him, I took hold of his erect penis with my other hand. With infinite gentleness, I squeezed, released, squeezed again. He pushed against my hand, breath rasping. His fingers tangled in the quilt.

"Still OK? Want me to rub your tummy?"

For a moment he didn't respond. "I'm OK, but I think that's enough. I'm really full. Is the bag empty yet?"

"No, not yet. I put about a quart in and it's only a little over half gone." I closed the clamp and feathered my fingers over his lower abdomen. With my other hand I pulled the nozzle part way out, then pressed it back in. At the same time I massaged firm circles around his tummy. "Is that any better?"

He nodded. "It's better now."

I opened the clamp again, felt him jerk and stiffen. "You can do it. Just lie there and think of how wonderful it feels ... the nozzle against your prostate, and my hand caressing you, the warmth curling inside you."

With a deep sigh he relaxed against me. I caressed his penis, cupped his testicles, squeezed almost to the point of discomfort, then released. My hand massaged his abdomen, moved back to his penis. He moaned when fingers danced up and down his hard shaft.


As the last of the water gurgled through the tube, I leaned over and took him in my mouth. My tongue circled the tip of his penis. He was lost in a myriad of feelings as my mouth slid up and down. I ran my tongue up and down him as I massaged his tummy. My teeth scraped with infinite gentleness across him. He pushed against me harder and harder, indicating his need. 

I started to slide the enema tip out, but he reached back to put his hand over mine. Half turned towards me, he whispered, "I'm afraid there might be a problem if you do that." 

"Just relax, I have something you're absolutely gonna love." 

He chuckled. "You mean it gets better than this?"

I patted his shoulder. "Hold on. I need both hands for a second. Don't go away." 

Flipping open the KY, I squeezed a glob onto the anal vibrator, smeared it around and said, "Turn back over on your left side, OK?" 

He rolled back and looked back over his shoulder. "I can't wait much longer. What're you doing?" 

His eyes widened as he saw the vibrator in my hand. He started to shake his head. "You aren't gonna do what I think you're gonna do with it, are you?"

I rubbed his back. "Yep, I am and I guarantee you'll love it. Put your head down, take a deep breath and just relax." 

He moaned a little. "I don't know about this ...."

My KY covered finger circled his anus. He gasped and stiffened as it found entrance. As I lubricated him, he relaxed. Another gasp as he felt the vibrator begin its entrance.

"Umm. That hurts. Wait a minute."

"It's OK. Press back. I'll be careful."

His muscles relaxed as I pressed the vibrator against him and eased the first two inches past his sphincter. He moaned and twisted a bit. I reached over to caress his penis and testicles again as I slid the vibrator deeper. 

When it was fully inserted I shifted a little so I could take him in my mouth, running my tongue up and down, scraping gently with my teeth. When his breathing turned to gasps, I turned on the vibrator. 

"OH, my God!" I felt him jerk with the overwhelming sensations. His fingers tangled in my hair and held me against him as he spiraled out of control. 

When his breathing slowed, he opened his eyes and looked at me with a dazed expression. "Am I still alive? My God! I have never felt anything even close to that!" 

I smiled. "Told you it would be something you'd never forget!" I brushed a kiss across his lips. "Just remember, it's my turn next." 

As he rolled off the bed and headed to the bathroom, he patted my back. "Babe, you have no idea what I have planned for you! I'm a fast learner. Just wait'll I get back...."



First Time



With one hand on his belt and the other on the doorknob, I hurriedly gave both hands a little twist. The door opened, and I pulled him in after me. He closed the door behind him.

Then I pounced. Before he could react, I pinned him to the door and kissed him, full on the mouth.

I thought, "So this is what it's like…" then my train of thought left the station as his hands went around my waist. We stayed there for a few minutes, just kissing… caressing. Suddenly, his hand went to my belt. I could feel my cock getting harder than it already was. He fumbled around for a second, then he had to use both hands. The entire time he was trying to undo my belt, I was kissing his face… his neck… I gently bit his shoulder, and he moaned.

Then he unzipped my pants, and it was my turn to moan. His hands ran down the sides of my crotch, and he pulled my pants open. They fell down on their own. I nuzzled his neck gently as he kissed me and felt me all over. I pulled myself away for a second, but only to whip off my shirt. He teasingly ran his hands around my crotch… first on my stomach, then my legs, then he ran his fingers along the inside of my thigh. I pulled off my Hanes, and then I went straight to business… getting his pants off too.

I got down on my knees to undo his belt, and he pulled his shirt up over his head. It landed on the ground next to mine. The next thing I knew, I had his pants around his ankles, and his 8 inch hardon in my hand. I gently ran my fingers down it, and he moaned. My hand closed around his balls, and I massaged them for a moment. I could see his cock getting harder and higher. My other hand played with the tip of his penis while I kept rolling his balls around. Finally, he moaned out loud, and put both hands on the back of my head. I knew what he wanted.

And I gave it to him. I leaned forward and licked the base of his cock. He put his hands on my shoulders, and I kissed his hard cock.

"Please…" he moaned, "Just suck it…"

I licked the tip, and he moaned again. "Suck it… please…"

I put the tip in my mouth, and sucked and licked. He leaned back against the door for support, and put one hand on the wall to keep himself from falling over, and the other hand on the back of my head.

Going along with the gentle pressure of his right hand, I let him push me deeper onto his cock. It tasted… god… I don't know what it tasted like. I'd never done this before. All I knew was that I liked it. I got farther down… and I licked and sucked… then farther… I was halfway down his long cock. I was almost afraid I was going to choke.

So I did what I've seen in all the porno movies. I put my hand around the base of his cock, and pulled back a little… then forward… then back… it was like I was whacking him off and giving him head at the same time. He moaned again, and said something unintelligible.

I didn't know if I wanted to make him cum yet or not. I've tasted my own cum before, after I've left a mess on my sheets, but never anyone else's… I wanted to know what it was like. But before he got that far, he pulled my head back, and took my hand. He pulled me to my feet, then we walked, hand in hand, to my bed.

We lay down facing each other, kissing and fondling each other. Suddenly, he smiled at me, and said, "Stay here. I'll be right back."

He got up and grabbed his pants. A moment later, he came back, with a tube of lubricant he'd found in his pocket. He kissed me, gently, then opened it up. He poured a little on his hand, then gently started rubbing it on my cock.

My eyes almost rolled back in my head… it felt so good. "So this is what it's like…" I said.

He nodded. "It only gets better."

Then he told me to lay on my back. I did, and he sat down on my cock. I could feel his asshole stretching around it. I held on to the bed, waiting to fill him up with my hardon.

He grimaced. "Does it hurt?", I asked.

"A little bit. It's okay… it's been a while for me. Don't worry. I'm okay."

"Okay, good…" I said. It felt so good… I just wanted to grab his legs and force him down all the way onto my cock. "Oh god…"

He was only halfway down my cock, and it already felt like heaven. He smiled at me, and started bucking his hips slowly.

"Oh god… don't stop… don't stop…" was all I could say. I thrust myself up into his tight ass, and he moaned, and kept riding. With every thrust of mine, and every motion of his hips, my cock was forced deeper and deeper into his hot ass. "Fuck me… fuck me…"

"No," he yelled, "Fuck me! Fuck me good!"

So I did. I grabbed his legs and forced him all the way down. He yelled, but I could tell by the look on his face that he loved it. He wrapped his hands around my waist to hold on for dear life while I started bucking and giving him the ride of his life. We went on like this for what felt like hours… the bedsprings creaking, the two of us moaning and gasping…

Finally I started to wear out. As I slowed down, he took his right hand off of my side and reached behind himself. I felt his fingers run down my shaft and caress my balls.

"Oh, god that feels good…" I said, "Don't stop…"

I kep thrusting, slower, but as deep as I could. He kept smiling down at me, bucking his hips, and fondling me. Suddenly, he stopped, and he pulled himself off my cock.

"Don't stop…" I begged, but he simply grabbed onto my cock and started pleasuring me. It felt so good I forgot what I was saying. Before I knew what was happening, he was lying face-first on the bed, and he was guiding my cock back to his tight little ass. I put my hands on his hips, and then just fucked like I've never fucked before. He didn't make a sound, he just held onto the bedframe with all of his strength while I tore up his backside. Finally, I felt it…

"I'm gonna cum… god… I'm about to cum…"

He just said, "Cum inside me… I want to feel it… cum inside me."

So I did. With a final thrust, I gave him the biggest load of cum I've ever sprayed at once. Then a little more… then a little more. Finally, I was spent, and I pulled myself out.

We held each other for a few minutes and kissed. Then he whispered in my ear, "Not bad for a first time… now it's my turn."

I didn't know whether to be afraid or not, but he gently rubbed lubricant into my hole, then onto his cock. I helped spread it around a little bit, and then I laid down face-first on the bed. I felt him stick one finger in my ass… then two. It was tight, but it didn't hurt yet.

Then the fingers came out… and his 8 inches started to come in.

"Be gentle." I said, and I held on to the bed.

He kissed the back of my neck, "I am… believe me. You'll know when I'm being rough."

It hurt a lot, but I could feel his hard cock inside me… and I liked it. Then he pushed a little more… and a little more…

"God… be gentle… be gentle…"

Suddenly, he was all the way inside me. I don't know how it fit, but it did. I could feel it. It hurt more than anything I've ever felt… but at the same time it felt so good… so right.

"Fuck me," I said, "But be gentle…"

I felt him pulse in and out… slowly at first, and not very far. Then he started moving a little faster, and a little harder… in and out… in and out… it hurt so bad… but it felt so good.

"Harder…" I begged, "Faster…"

He did what I asked. It hurt so much. And I loved every second of it. "More… More…"

He grunted in my ear, and gave me more. Harder and faster… more and more…

Suddenly, I felt him go limp, and he came deep inside me. His cock went limp too. He kissed the back of my neck, and pulled himself out. "Definitely not bad for a first time…", he whispered in my ear.



First Time



She was kneeling down with her forearms resting on the bed, making her buttocks butt up into the air. She was spread wide open and between her legs I could see the damp curls of her pubic hair. 

I had finger fucked her for a while and her cunt was hot and wet. She had forgotten her shyness. Now she was completely unashamed, wantonly spreading out her legs so her cunt easily opened out for me.

I got up and knelt behind her, pumping her still with an easy and steady rhythm. My fingers moved faster, alternately stroking her hard clit and pushing right in as far as I could go. Her gasps and moans filled the room, making my penis throb harder. She collapsed her arms, weakened by pleasure, and rested on her head on her right cheek, pushing her ass up even higher.

She started writhing her hips and cunt against my three fingers fucking her to a climax. I wanted to feel her coming with my cock buried deep inside her, so I moved in closer and fitted her tight hot ass against the inward curve of my groin. Holding her steady by her shoulders, I pushed my swollen cock deep into her. She bucked up, pushing herself back against me, making my cock fill her to the depths of her delicious wetness. I was in heaven, warmly buried inside of her and listening to her long drawn out groan at the ecstasy of being deliciously filled. 

He climax burst out of her with a ferocious liquid explosive sound, sending a million tiny fingers stroking my cock within the pulsing grip of her throbbing pussy. Her hips jumped and pushed back against me as the waves of pleasure gripped her. Each grind against my hot loins was punctuated by a heartfelt moan that pulled at my cock, making it swell even bigger in her slick tunnel.

"Fuck me! Ohhhh…. Fuck ME! UghHhhhh.. Fuck me please"! Her voice was thick and tense with excitement as she encouraged me to pump myself into her throbbing insides. 

"Oh God! It feels so gooood……Pump me please."

I began fucking her, holding her firmly by her shoulders to keep her steady for each of my slow and deep strokes. On each stroke I pushed my cock in as deep as I could, feeling the entrance to her womb with each stroke. Naomi was going wild as our coupling genitals filled the room with liquid slurping and sucking sounds. She was groaning deep with each in-stroke, making me feel her pleasure and firing me up. I throbbed harder. My cock felt thick and tightly held as it deliberately traveled her hot cunt. Her unceasing pulses were milking me exquisitely, making me add my own groans of pleasure to the sexual noises that filled the small room.

I reached down between her legs without warning and suddenly caught her clitoris between my thumb and forefinger. I pinched and rolled it with moderate pressure, making Naomi writhe in wild pain-ecstasy. She came again, bucking and jumping her ass against my fuck tool, moaning and grunting. Sweat streamed of her shiny back, reflecting the overhead lights. She was happily unaware of this, totally lost in the hard driving cock that was relentlessly probing her insides and causing her so much pleasure. 

She moaned my name out loud, making me throb harder and almost lose my tight control on the urge to come. My cock throbbed harder and larger, feeling like I almost had to force it into her narrow slit with each in stroke. I could feel my balls twitching with cum that was ready to blow. My sperm ducts were fluttering, causing ripples of agonizing pleasure course through my entire body. This was heaven! 

"This feels so good. You make me want to come so bad," I grunted as I slowed down my deep thrusts and gently brought her down from her orgasmic peak. 

"Ohhhhhh… Ahhhhh…Ohhhhhhh… Ahhhhh… I feel so nice," she moaned.

Her moans and sighs were music as I savored the feeling of my cock feeling nicely full in her well-fucked pussy.

" I will always fuck you well because you want to fuck me. Fucking you is a joy," I said, as I slowly slid my slicked cock in and out of her wet pussy. "Would you like me to fuck you like this for the rest of your life"?

"Mmmm… Mmmm… Yes dear. Forever and ever. Just like that. Oh my God! Oh my God. Oh! Oh! I am gonna cum again! Fuck me. Fuck me harder. Fuck me!

I held back and just kept sliding my pulsating dick slowly into her throbbing slick hole. In and out, in and out, slowly and majestically letting my fuck tool take control of her willing flesh. Each in-stroke was a journey to heaven, the ultimate slide. Her pussy was alive, twisting and clutching at my thickened cock. I wanted her to come just from the sheer soft pleasure of having her pussy fucked smoothly and deeply and softly. 

My efforts were rewarded with a loud despairing moan as the sweetness of my rampant cock drove her to unbearable heights of unrelenting pleasure, soft and indescribably sweet. Her orgasm this time was a joy to feel and see. She went all soft everywhere, warmly washing my cock in her warm juice. Her entire body shivered and vibrated, seemingly around my proud thick cock. She swung her head back and strained her head upwards desperately seeking my kiss. Her eyes were stoned with lust and soft with love and passion. I caught her by her neck and brought her round closer to my lips. I drove my greedy tongue inside her warm softness, fucking her with my tongue as I kept her coming on my cock. 

She sucked me like her life depended on it, giving me her whole wet mouth and making unintelligible moans and groans. Her sopping, clutching pussy was bubbling and making loud bursting sounds as her pussy contracted and pulsed with explosive force. I started massaging her clitoris and suddenly increased the pace of my thrusts into her. With my other hand I reached round and pinched one engorged nipple, rolling and kneading it in accompaniment to my strokes. I wanted her to explode with the most powerful orgasm she had ever had.

My pace rapidly picked up until I was driving deep and hard into her with all speed and strength. Her body started to twist and jerk as she lost all control. Her moans and gasps merged into a continuous high-pitched keening sound that increased in urgency until it climaxed into a loud cry. 

Her orgasm exploded within her, and I felt her clit disappear. I continued rapidly frigging her clit area. He pulsing cunt was locked tight around my cock but it felt almost frictionless as I drove in and out of her sex. Her come continued as she blasted into multi-orgasmic pleasure, rhythmically squeezing my cock and sucking it into her as her juices poured. I was high on her orgasm, feeding on the sexual animal that she had become. I was delighted that she was coming her cunt out. 

I could feel my control going, my balls aching exquisitely with the force of my held back spray. I couldn't hold back anymore and surrendered to her sweetness. I joined her, dancing the dance of orgasmic intensity. Dimly I could sense her body gather itself through her come as she sensed it and readied herself to accept my come. 

" Here it comes baby, take it, take all of me" I grunted, all control going as the whole of my being coalesced into my cock. I could feel it grow even thicker and tighter as it took over my whole world. I felt it enter her womb pushing into heaven within her. Warm juice bathed the swollen head as she climaxed in response, making as come together.

"Ugh Ugh Ugh Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!……….Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ahhhhhhh………

My come blasted hot into her coming pussy, driving as both wild with intensity. We came together like wild animals, completely lost in the fire in our coupling genitals, lost in our expressed need for each other.

As I came down I turned my bosses face round for a soft kiss and settled down next to her, comfortable in our post orgasmic bliss.

"Next time," she said with a fucked out smile, "I want you to come in my ass."



First Time



First let me introduce myself, my name is Dawn. I am 33 years old and have been married to my soul mate for the last 6 years. Don and I share so many things in common that everyday seems to bring a new adventure. I am sending this story in for a couple of reason. Don says that it is hot and I should share it, second I must admit that I do enjoy reading some of the other stores on your site and hope that you enjoy reading this and third it is true. 

For as long as I can remember I have always loved giving head. For me there is something very sexy about taking a man in my mouth and sucking on him till he explodes. I think it is a combination of the feeling of power and also control that I have over a man when he is filling my mouth with his hard cock. I sucked my first cock when I was 14 and right then and there I knew that this was something that I would enjoy my entire life. I love the taste, smell and texture of cum. No cream or lotion can match how it feels on my skin.

About year after we were married Don told me that an old college friend of his would be in town on business and that he had invited him over to the house. Don had spoken about Greg and had told me that the two of them had been very close in college. Don had also told me that Greg was very good looking and while in college always had a girl on his arm. Don said one of the reasons that he wanted to see Greg was to show Greg what a hot lady he had married. Don asked me wear something that would show off by body. I am not really Playboy material but for a 33 year old I still have what it takes to turn a head. I am 5'6" 125 pounds with a 36D-25-37 build. So I wore my black slacks and a dark blue V cut blouse with a push up bra that showed off my assets. Don says he loves to see other men check me out when we are out. Most of the time they just stare at my tits, but that is fine. I enjoy the attention too.

Well Don was right Greg was a very handsome man with a great sense of humor. We meet Greg at his hotel and had dinner then we took Greg to a local club. By 10:00 PM both Don and Greg were feeling pretty good. I suggested that we go back to our house for some coffee, since we all had to go to work the next day.

When we got to the house Don suggested that we watch a movie while we have our coffee. I went into he kitchen and started the coffee. Don came into the kitchen and came up behind me and started to fondle my tits and whispered to me that he was going to put on one of our favorite movies. I knew exactly which one he had in mind and told him that was a good choice. The movie had over 100 different scenes of woman sucking off guys and accepting big loads of cum in their mouth or on their face. Don knew that I really got turned on when I would watch it. But this was the first time that we had ever watched it with somebody else.

As I brought the coffee into the living room I heard Don telling Greg that I could suck cock just as good as any of the bimbos in the video. As we sat and watched the video I saw Don looking at me then at Greg and then back at me. I knew what he had in mind even though we had not talked about it before that evening. When I saw that the guys needed some more coffee so I excused myself to refill their cups. While in the kitchen I unbuttoned the next button on my blouse so even more of my cleavage was showing. When I returned I stood in front of them and bent over to refill their cups. I saw that both of them had taken their eyes off the video and they were staring at my tits. I was just about to stand up when Don reached out and cupped my right breast. Don then looked at Greg and nodded to him to do the same. As Greg touched my left breast a chill raced down my spine. Don suggested that I sit down between them and watch the movie. It sounded like a good idea to me. As soon as I sat down, Don asked me to remove my blouse so they could have easy access to my tits. It felt so good having both tits fondled. Then Greg said that Don had told him that I could suck cock as good as anybody in the video. I turned to Greg and said yes that is true. Don said that I should show Greg just how good I was.

I didn't waste any time getting on my knees between the two studs. I started to rub their cocks through their pants. I could feel that they were both hard so I asked them to take their cocks out. Greg didn't waste any time in pulling his pants down. I engulfed Greg's cock in my mouth while stroking Don's swollen member. It was wonderful one in my hand and the other in my mouth. The first time I had ever sucked two guys at the same time. I took turns sucking one and stroking the other. I didn't want the evening to end. I was in heaven. I asked that they both stand up so I could enjoy them even more.

After about 15 minutes of kissing, licking and sucking their beautiful cocks, Greg said that he was getting ready to cum. I told him that I wanted him to cum in my mouth and he said it wouldn't be long. I could tell Don was getting ready to cum too. 

I told Greg I wanted all of his cum and started to massage his balls with one hand and while my other hand was stroking his cock. I made sure that I kept the tip of his cock in my mouth so I wouldn't miss a drop. Soon he was cumming. I was not prepared for the massive load of cum that he shot into my mouth. He just kept shooting into my mouth. I couldn't swallow that much nor hold it in my mouth. So I let his cum run out of my mouth, down my chin and drop onto my tits. I was a wonderful feeling, all of his hot cum. When he finally stopped shooting his cum, he pulled his limp cock out of my mouth and his cum gushed out of my mouth. When Don saw this he quickly shoved his cock into my cum filled mouth. As Don fucked my mouth I could feel his cock forcing Greg's cum out of the sides of my mouth. I have never had so much cum as that night. When I stood up and my chin, neck and tits were covered with the sticky love juice. Greg leaned over and started to rubbed the cum all over my tits and stomach. The texture and smell was intoxicating. 

I excused myself and took a quick shower. When I returned both of the guys were exhausted so Greg left and went back to his hotel. I was hoping to see Greg again the next night, but he had to leave on business.

I have sucked off many men since that night but none had given the amount of cum that Greg gave me. That was 5 years ago, I am hoping that Greg's business will bring him back to town and to my mouth.

I would like to hear from others that have had similar experiences. I know that I am not alone in my love for hot stick cum.



First Time



Cloud looked up from where she was curled in the back of Sky’s The Limit’s stall. She’d heard the barn doors open, and she had little doubt that it was her husband. She looked back down, her hair falling over her face. Had she made a mistake in letting Brad stay? Montgomery was violent now. He’d never hit her before…

“Cloud?” 

Her voice was quiet when she responded. “What…?” 

“Where are you?” 

Cloud glanced at the horse next to her, knowing she’d be safe as long as she was there. “In Limit’s stall…” 

DeadShot made his way down the aisle of the barn; carefully eyeing Sky’s The Limit once he reached the stall. Cloud didn’t move from her spot toward the back, so he carefully stepped in and gathered her to him, nudging the ice pack she held against her cheek aside to check her over. 

“I know he’s your friend, but if he lays a hand on you again…” 

Cloud glanced up at him at his threat, wondering for a moment just how protective he was. He hugged her and Cloud burrowed against him, seeking out the comfort and protection that she knew his body would give. A small shiver ran through her body as he ran his hand down her back and she looked up at him. 

“Will you be okay?” 

There was a concerned look on her husband’s face and she nodded slightly. He gently brushed his fingers over her cheek, causing her to flinch. 

He took his hand away. “I’m sorry, Beautiful.” 

Cloud shook her head. “Jus’ sore…” 

DeadShot nodded and kissed her cheek. 

She leaned against his chest, welcoming his gentleness. She looked up at him, pausing for a moment before she spoke. “Make love to me?” 

He blinked, startled by her question. “A-are you sure?” 

Cloud bit her lip, watching him as she gave a timid nod. DeadShot gently brushed his mouth over hers, giving her time to accept before he deepened the kiss. Cloud responded, her eyes closed. 

“Not in here…” He murmured, breaking the kiss. 

“I know…Wasn’ planning on it…” 

DeadShot stood and picked her up, cradling her in his arms. “We’ll leave the ice in the freezer. You shouldn’t leave it on too long.” 

Cloud answered with a small nod, her arms around his neck. He carried her inside the house, stopping in the kitchen to put the ice pack in the freezer before continuing to their room. 

He watched her as he set her on the bed. “Are you sure?” 

She looked up at him, focusing her eyes on his as she nodded. She returned the kiss he gave her, her hand finding it’s way through his hair, down his back, and inside his shirt. 

His eyes slid closed for a moment. “Your hands are so warm…” 

Cloud blushed as he nuzzled her neck, carefully untucking her shirt in the process. He slid his fingers through her feathers, causing her to shiver. 

She leaned against his hand, tentative. “W-will you not touch me there…? Please…?” 

He took his hand away. “Where can I touch you?” 

“Anywhere but there…” She motioned just past her waist, her body shaking again. 

“How-“ DeadShot sighed and shook his head. 

“Jus’…No’ with your hands…Please…” Cloud watched him nod. “Are you mad a’ me…?” 

“How can I be mad at you?” 

“I don’ know…” 

“I’m not mad.” 

Cloud nodded and hugged him tightly, relaxing slightly when he returned the hug before releasing her and removing their shoes. He kissed her again once he was done, his fingers wandering her body. A quiet noise escaped her throat and he slid her shirt off. His mouth kissed the gentle curves he revealed, causing Cloud to look at him, startled. 

“Are you alright?” 

Cloud nodded, dazed. 

“Sure?” 

She nodded again. “Jus’ surprised…N-no one’s done that b’fore…” 

DeadShot grinned. “I can do it again if you like.” 

“Can I lay down first…? Gonna fall over…” 

“I wouldn’t let you…” He nodded. “Go ahead.” 

Cloud slowly lay back on the bed, a bit awkward. The way her back arched under his mouth as he continued to kiss her breasts made a small grin form on his face. Her hands absently found their way through his hair. 

“Are you absolutely sure about this?” 

Cloud watched her husband for a moment before kissing him, responding when he deepened the kiss acquainting his tongue with the inside of her mouth. She shivered as his fingers carefully unbuttoned her jeans 

“I’m not gonna hurt you…” 

She placed her hand on his cheek as he slid her jeans off, tossing them to the floor. He kissed her again and Cloud ran her hands down his back. A small noise, sounding a little like a whimper left her throat as he went back to kissing her curves and she tangled her hands in his hair. 

“You can tell me to stop if you want…” 

Cloud shook her head. “No…Don’ stop…Feels good…” She arched her back again as he continued and she tugged at his shirt, wanting to feel his skin beneath her hands instead of the annoying piece of fabric. She tentatively nuzzled his chest once the shirt was gone and she glanced up at him, unsure. 

“It’s okay…” 

She kissed him, her hands finding their way down his back and to his waist. Her hands paused at the top of his jeans. 

He gently took her hand for a moment. “Don’t do anything you don’t want to do.” 

Cloud watched him for a moment before trying to rid him of his jeans, her hands fumbling with the button. He watched the look of concentration on her face as she eventually succeeded in unbuttoning his jeans and tossing them to the floor. It wasn’t long after that Cloud caught sight of him, her cheeks quickly going red. 

“Look at me…You can stop this whenever you want…” 

“Don’t want to stop…Jus’…I-it’s…” Cloud’s cheeks only got redder as she stumbled over her words, making one wonder just how much experience she’d had. 

He watched her. “How many times have you done this willingly?” 

“Lots of times…” 

“Cloud…Tell me the truth.” 

“About fifteen…” She bit her lip and looked up at him, unsure. “That’s not a lot?” 

DeadShot blinked. “Wait…Things are not adding up here.” He looked at her. “By willing, I mean with your heart too…By willing, I mean with someone who hasn’t hurt you." 

Cloud fell silent for a moment, having to think. 

“If you have to think about it, then no, you haven’t.” He hugged her. “Don’t look away from me. It’s different when you’re willing.” 

She glanced up at him, tentative. 

“Honest.” 

She ran her hand through his hair, returning his kiss. A shiver ran through her body as he ran his hand down her side to her hip. Cloud tensed slightly for a moment as he gently nudged her legs apart with his leg, relaxing again when he nuzzled her neck. 

Cloud shivered and tilted her head back, giving him easier access to her neck. Her back arched as he moved lower. She let her hands slide down his back as he kissed her neck. 

“It’s not so bad, is it?” He asked, a small grin on his face. 

She looked up at him and bit her lip before letting her hands slide a bit lower than his waist. She stopped again. 

“It’s okay…Don’t do anything you don’t want to…” 

Cloud hugged him tightly, placing a kiss on his shoulder. She shivered as his fingers trailed down her front and she arched against his hands, accidentally pressing against him. DeadShot shivered and Cloud blinked, her cheeks going red again. 

She swallowed, watching him as she tentatively moved against him again. DeadShot groaned quietly, trying to keep control of himself. Her breath caught as he slowly slid into her, her muscles stretching to accommodate him. She tightened her grip on him, searching his face. 

“Easy…It’s okay…” 

Cloud restlessly ran her hands through his hair, looking for support and comfort. 

“Talk to me…Are you okay?” He kissed her when she nodded. “I’m not going to hurt you…” 

She looked up at him, her voice quiet. “I trust you…” 

Using all the self-control he possessed, he continued his slow pace. Cloud shuddered and buried her face in his shoulder, clinging to him as he moved. She squirmed, trying to find a more comfortable position for herself. She hadn’t had sex since…Since she’d gotten pregnant with Sky. That was six months ago. He stopped for a moment, watching her, trying to keep himself from bucking into her tight opening. 

He brushed his mouth over hers as she arched her hips beneath him and he began his slow, steady pace once again. 

“It’s okay…” He nuzzled her neck, hoping to calm her as she gripped his shoulders. He shifted slightly, causing a small noise to come from her. Concerned, he looked at her. 

“I-it’s…” It didn’t take long for Cloud’s cheeks to turn red as she made an attempt to not make a total fool of herself. 

“Are you alright?” 

“…Big…” 

They had said their words at the same time and DeadShot blinked, something much like a blush forming on his face. He hadn’t been expecting that…He grinned. “Thanks.” 

Cloud swallowed before tentatively moving against him again. DeadShot nipped her neck, causing her to gasp as he picked up his pace again. She restlessly ran her hands down his back, a small, quiet moan escaping her throat as he began to deepen his thrusts, increasing speed as he did so. 

She arched against his wandering hands, panting now. It seemed that every nerve ending was alive now. She’d been worried that it would hurt when she’d seen his size and the fear had kept her from being wet. In all truth, it had hurt a little…But now he was brushing against the diamond between her thighs. She knew he hadn’t known about it, probably still didn’t. She shuddered, her body reacting to the new stimulation. He seemed to be moving easier now, more smoothly and she didn’t have to check to know that her pleasure had overtaken her fear. 

Cloud whimpered and tangled her fingers in his hair, her muscles tightening around him as he continued the fast, deep rhythm he had started. It was only a few seconds later that she cried out with her release. DeadShot did the same as her muscles tightened around him, his liquid warmth adding to the natural lubrication that her body had provided. 

She lay beneath him, shivering in the after shocks that continued to shake her for several minutes. He kissed her, brushing away several strands of her hair that had taken it upon themselves to cling to her face. Cloud burrowed against him as he rolled onto his side and she managed to look up at him, a dazed look on her face. 

“I hope you found the experience enjoyable…” 

Cloud shivered again at his words and nodded, her eyes half closed. For the first time in her life, Cloud didn’t mind the fact that a man still held her after sex. That their bodies were still locked together. She realized now, lying in his arms, that she truly did love this man. 

He smiled and pulled the bed sheets closer around their bodied, kissing her forehead in the process. “Get some sleep.” 




First Time



Where do I start with this tale?  Guess a little about myself and then a little history would be best.  Okay, here goes.  My name is Elizabeth, but most everyone calls me Beth.  Except my husband of course, he likes to call me Liz.  During the last 12 years of my life numerous men have told me I am attractive.  They have continued to say that I have a certain “thing” about me that says I am vulnerable while still remaining sexy.  Looking in the mirror I would tend to agree in theory since I stand 5’ 7 ½” tall, weigh 125 pounds and have a 34-23-35 figure.  Oh yea, my “cup” size ranges from a snug B to a small C.  My hair is hangs just below my shoulders, is soft and light reddish to blondish in color.  My opinion would be that my eyes are my best feature being not overly large and green in color.  I am also 29 years old. 

I have been working for Betty Bryant, the director of Marketing, as an administrative assistant for the past six months.  I have been locked in a lifeless and mostly passionless marriage to my husband Mark, for 8 years.  This story occurred about six months ago.  Betty and I were talking about things in general and how we needed to get to know each other better when she invited Mark and me over to her house for a cookout.  She indicated I would like Art; her husband of 12 years and it would give us a chance to become better acquainted.  The date was set for the upcoming Friday night at 7:00.

Mark wasn’t keen on the idea, but decided to go.  Friday came and we got ready.  Mark dressed in jeans that were so tight it was impossible not to notice his cock outlined in the material.  Mark has numerous failings, but the size of his manhood isn’t one of them, while his ability to use it, well that’s another issue.  I wore a skirt and loose blouse.  The top was made of cotton, was fitted through my chest and had several buttons down the front.  The skirt was plain and fashioned as a straight, non-pleated style with a slight flair to it, nothing too tight or sexy.

I caught Mark looking at me several times.  Next thing I knew he was standing next to me.  His breathing was stronger and more pronounced than normal.  He reached his hand down to the bottom edge of my skirt and moved his hand under the material until he came into contact with my leg.  With the contact, I jumped slightly.  It was an unexpected, but welcomed touch.  Mark let his fingers trail over the softness of my mid and upper thigh, then just as suddenly moved away.  Another lesson in teasing, start the engine, then run from the car. 

We left shortly and hadn’t been on the road long when I felt I was being watched.  Glancing over at Mark I was surprised to see him looking at me.  Actually he was looking at how the material of my skirt was caught under my rear.  I guess the amount of leg showing was having an effect on him.  The bulge at his crotch actually grew as I watched.  I wanted to reach over and run my hand down the length as we drove, but I figured he would tell me to blow him, or stop teasing him.  Either option was not acceptable.  I wanted sex so bad right now I was tempted to blow him, but I knew there wasn’t a chance of getting anything in return, other than a mouthful of seed.  Still the excitement of him looking at me had a profound effect.  Glimpsing down my front I noticed how erect my nipples had become.  I think Mark noticed also as he reached down and adjusted himself to make it more comfortable for him to sit and drive.  

Maybe it was the devil in me but I could not help but move in my seat as if becoming more comfortable.  All the while knowing my skirt was going further up my legs.  Looking down there was even the hint of panties showing at the bottom of the hem.  It took all my restraint from reaching down and touching myself the way I had done so many times in the past couple of years trying to achieve satisfaction.  I was successful but not at a cost.  I knew I was getting damp and would be able to feel it all evening.  Not a pleasant thought when considering I had no idea how long we would be at Betty and Art’s house.   

We arrived and Betty and Art came out to greet us. Both men were impressed with the sexy women in front of them.  Betty and I also looked.  The only difference was I looked at Art’s face and then moved my gaze to Betty.  From where I stood it was obvious she was looking squarely at the outline of Mark’s cock in his jeans.  She wet her lips in what would have to be a subconscious move.

Betty was wearing a print blouse that had a V-neck button up the front and with a rounded bottom.  The bottom barely reached the top of her tan shorts.  The shorts were of good length, snug in the waist and flared out over her hips into almost a balloon leg opening.  They looked like a short, full skirt.  She had it all tied together with sandals that sported a small heel, enough to make her calves tighten.

Mark broke the silence first, “Liz never told me she worked for such a beautiful woman.”

Betty smiled from the obvious compliment and held out her hand for him to shake.  Art for his part was looking at me.  I felt his eyes travel from my eyes to the tips of my toes, but his gaze lingered at my breasts and thighs.  I was well covered, but he seemed to be determining how difficult it would be to get me out of the clothes, rather than what I looked like in them.  He shook my hand with confidence.  A gentle squeeze at the end told me he liked what he saw.  He then turned his attention to Mark.  They spoke and then Art asked him how he liked his steaks.

“Like my women - hot, tender, juicy, and with lots of pink in the middle.”

Mark’s quick glance over to Betty to watch for a reaction was met with a twinkle in her eyes.  The men then went outside to cook the steaks.

“I didn’t know Mark was going to be so handsome.  You should have warned me about him.  I must tell you I’m impressed.  He looks like such a stud.”

Her comments shocked me a little.  The fact that she was so open about Mark and his sex appeal.  I mentioned that the picture she had of Art in her office, didn’t do him justice either.

“One thing about Mark, you never know what he is going to do, say or act like.  Tonight he had his hands all over me.  I was just starting to get turned on and he stopped.  Right in the middle, had his hand under my skirt and everything.  I was on the verge of saying something to him to keep him going, but he left me high and dry.”  

“Don’t you mean wet?”  Betty asked.

I blushed and we continued to chat.  She showed me her entire house, ending in the den.  I ask how she had time for the house, a career, and yard-work, she referenced the fact that she had a yardman named Jimmy.  Betty offered to get me a glass of wine.  Something about wine, it makes me fuzzy real quick, and horny.  So I said yes.  After we drank the first glass, the conversation turned sexual in nature (just what I needed) and Betty mentioned Jimmy again.

“Yes Jimmy trims the yard and takes care of all the bushes as well,” Betty said.  “It sounds like he takes care of more than the yard,” I said.

“As a matter of fact, he has been known to do a little “inside” bush work.  He has the most marvelous tools for taking care of bushes.  Would you like to see him?”  She moved to the bar and poured us another glass of wine.  I took the glass, moved it to my lips and took another sip.  “You have pictures.  I don’t believe it.  You couldn’t?  I mean; I never could.”

Betty went to the bookcase, reached back behind some books on the second shelf and brought out a videocassette.  Grinning like a cat with canary feathers sticking out of its mouth, she moved to the VCR, turned it on and put the tape in.    

“I can’t believe you have him on tape.  But, are you on the tape too? 

“Well yes I do have it on tape, yes I am in the video and we are both naked.  I have found it is much easier to fuck someone with my clothes off.  If you don’t want to see this, you don’t have to.”

I hesitated, took another sip of wine, and declared I was ready for her to “play” the tape. 
Betty hit the play button and the image on the screen started out in a bedroom, and Jimmy was sitting on the bed without a shirt.  His chest was broad and his skin was well tanned.  His sun-bleached hair was pulled back into a ponytail that appeared to be down to the middle of his back.  Betty came into the picture wearing only bra and panties.  She went to the bed and began to move seductively in front of her lover.  He was a little camera shy to start with, but as Betty continued to move in front of him he began to relax and get into it.  He started kissing Betty around her middle and then rising up he moved his mouth to kiss her on the lips.  He removed her bra and panties.  The camera was still focused on her and I could see the near perfect shape the woman I knew as my boss.  Next came his pants and as they fell to the floor, I thought that would be it.  Betty then moved back and revealed Jimmy in the buff.  It was apparent Jimmy indeed had a marvelous garden tool.

“I was startled.  “My God.  How can you?  I mean I didn’t know they came in king size.”

It was true.  Jimmy was endowed with almost ten inches of ‘gardening tool’.  I was vaguely aware of bringing the glass to my lips again, but didn’t drink anything.  Whether it was the excitement of sharing things, the wine, or the sight of this man on the screen, I found myself moving back and forth and becoming very horny.  The video was like a regular porn type movie.  No plot at all.  Within two minutes they were making love.  I studied the man first and then I changed my gaze to the woman.  Her firm breasts were bouncing in rhythm on her chest and her legs were spread as far apart as they would go.  I watched Jimmy push his cock into her.  The passion was evident on her face.  She stopped the tape, her face flushed, and her breath had increased in tempo and depth.  As for me, I was caressing my breast through the material of my blouse and bra.  I looked at Betty.  Her hand was busy outside of her shorts, near the junction of her legs.

“Guess I better hold it there.  Don’t want the boys to think we’re too easy tonight.  Every time I watch this, I get so damn horny I could just saw off a broom handle and work myself over with it.  Poor Art will catch hell tonight and he won’t even know why.”

I decided right then that if Mark didn’t get me off tonight, I’d do it myself.  It would be a new step for me since I was actually planning to have an orgasm this evening.  

“I don’t suppose our friendship would allow me to borrow Jimmy for a little yard work.  Since he does seem to do a real good job for you.”

“Not on your life.  We may be friends, but we aren’t that close yet.”

“I was just kidding.  I could never take a lover.  It’s just not right.” 

“So, you telling me that you’ve never had any man since you married Mark?  I find that hard to believe.  I just thought everyone had an extra roll in the sack this day in age.  Guess I was wrong, but really Beth, you don’t know what you are missing.  Or are you saying Mark is such a good lover you don’t need for another man?”

“Believe me,” I blurted out,  “that’s not the case.  I can’t remember the last time I enjoyed sex with Mark.  Fact is I’m hornier now than I have been in weeks.  It’s sad really, we used to do it every night and now it is when he wants it and it’s over quick.  Guess I’m just not made for sex over the long haul.”

Betty commented, “Don’t let anyone ever tell you that.  It’s his problem.  I can tell you from listening and watching some of the guys at the office, there are plenty that would love to take a shot at you in the sack.”

“You think so?  Anybody I would want to chase after just to make sure?”

We laughed at my joke and chatted for a bit more, then joined the men outside.

The conversation outside with all four of us seemed stiff.  It was if we all had some secrets between us.  Guess we did to be truthful.  I did notice Mark and Betty giving each other the eye a lot.  Mark seemed to be drawn to her and she to him.  It was an electrical charge between them.  As time passed they moved closer to each other and actually touched, innocently, but touching nonetheless.  For my part, I gravitated toward Art.  He was busy with the steaks, but still found time to pass numerous quick compliments my way, saying how smart I must be or Betty would not have kept me, and how nice I looked this evening. When he said this I looked to his eyes and they were glued to my legs and then slowly rose to my breasts.  Just before he raised his eyes to mine I looked away.  I knew it would make me turn red.  I also noticed that he had trouble talking sometimes, especially if I was standing close to him.  All the attention being direct toward me made me feel slightly uneasy, but I finally passed it off as being my imagination.

“Art, are you going to need the platter for all the steaks?” Betty asked.

“Yeah, but I’ll get it in a minute.”

“No need.  I’ll get it.  It’s in the cabinet, right?”

Art confirmed the location and Betty went inside to get it.  Mark waited about two minutes and after being told where the bathroom was, went in also.  I found out later what happened, but that’s another story.  One I’ll let someone else tell first hand.

Mark had barely gotten the door closed behind him before I moved over closer to Art to watch him tend the steaks.  I found myself wondering about Art, and why Betty had taken a lover, or two, or three, with someone so attuned to her needs right at home.  I couldn’t help but think that Betty must need a big cock or something.  After all, Jimmy was bigger than Mark was and most men I would think.  Then again, I was attracted to Art as well.  He had a presence.  All sorts of things were running through my head when Art leaned over to me and took a deep breath with his nose.

“What is that perfume you’re wearing?  It’s so light and sensual it makes my head spin.” 

I tried to sound aloof,   “White Shoulders.  I like it because it smells good on me.” 

“Yes, I’ll be thinking of that fragrance long after you have gone tonight.  For that matter, you’re already imbedded in my synapses for a long time.”

I knew it was a compliment, but I wanted to see if I could shake the feeling I had.  I tried to take the offensive to see how he would react.  “You sound like you’re ready for me to leave.”

Art was stunned, but reacted in a gallant manner, trying to regain the upper hand.  He crossed the distance between us, reached his arm out and touched my shoulder.  

Pulling me next to him he spoke, “Never let it be said that Arthur Bryant would ever request a woman of your beauty and sensuality to leave at all, much less early.  Given a choice I would request you stay all night so that we might get to know each other better.  You would be treated like a queen, put up in the guest bedroom, the one with an oversized mirror so that you could admire your beauty, while I admired your physical form from the other side of the mirror.  I would go into my workshop, pull back the curtain, and hope you’re the type to leave the lights on so I might view the splendor of the woman standing in front of me.  After you went to bed, Betty would know of my aroused state.  She would most likely accompany me to the workshop and together we would enjoy looking at you and then enjoy each other.”

He released me then and I wished he had continued to hold me against him.  His power was in his conviction and his aroused state could be felt even for the brief time he held me.  Given the wine, the video and the obvious attraction Art had for me, I was warming up all over again. 

“You mean you have a two way mirror install?  I don’t believe it.  Betty would never let you have something like that and you know it.”

Art smiled at me and spoke again.  “I’ll prove it, but you must promise it’ll be out secret.  Don’t tell Betty I showed you, OK?  Then again, she was the one to suggest it.  She said it might enhance our sex life and it has.  We go in there when we want something special.   Come with me and I’ll show you.  The steaks will be all right and it will only take a minute or so.  Come on, I dare you.”

With that he reduced the flame on the steaks to near nothing.  He took my hand firmly and pulled me to the back of the house.  Another door was there, one I had not seen during my tour.  Art opened the door and ushered me inside.  I went past him and he flipped on a light.  It was a small workshop; less than 150 square feet, and against one wall was indeed a curtain.  Art closed the door behind him and as he did so he reached for the curtain cord.  Grasping it, he pulled on the cord and switched off the light at the same time.  The sudden darkness made me nervous and it was magnified when he moved and bumped my rear end.

“Sorry, I must have grabbed the wrong cord.  This one will do it.”

The curtain parted and as it did Art reached out and grasped my shoulder for support I guess.  I was already weary about the closed room, the darkness and “accidental” bump, but his hand almost made me come unglued.  Then the image came into focus.  I was staring at a bed in the middle of the room on the other side of the mirror.  My balance was a little off from moving in the darkness so I attempted to adjust my stance.  When I did I accidentally brushed against Art but thought nothing of it.

“So tell me Art, what unsuspecting people have you watched from your little peep hole?”

“It’s not a peep hole.  Like I said, we’ve had guests in here but the main thing is making love to someone with the lights on, recording it for later viewing and not being camera shy.  Betty and I have done a lot in the room in front of you.  Matter of fact we’ve fucked each other silly, more so than in our own bedroom.  It just adds some excitement.  And to be honest, we have watched another couple in there.  They knew we were doing it and afterward, they watched us.  Live sex, but without having them in the room with you.  It’s a real sexual experience.  Care to try it sometime?”

Art probably knew he had shown me a lot more than Betty would have liked, and said a lot more, but I think his confidence level had tripled since he had me in his shop.  The fact that my breathing level had increased had nothing to do with it I’m sure.  

I tried to remain motionless and had not said a word as Art explained his little love nest and the pleasure he had derived from it.  Even when he had invited me to use the room, I said nothing.  Art must have taken this as a sign.  He took the opportunity to move closer to me.  I didn’t know when he had done it, but I became aware of the fact that we were touching from our shoulders almost to our feet.  My backside and his front were like a sexual sandwich.

“So what do you think?  What to try it out now?”

I said nothing.  My head was spinning.  The wine, the closeness of the room, the video, even the strokes I had received from Mark were all players now.  I said nothing but rather stared straight into the room.  A vision came before my eyes.  It was if I was watching the video all over again.  I saw Betty getting stroked so masterfully by her stud and the pleasure that was etched on her face.  Jimmy was really pounding her now as he pushed in and out, in and out, over and over and over again.  I was lost in it.  Then suddenly I was aware that Art had moved his right hand to the flat part of my stomach and his left had returned to my shoulder.  Again he leaned in and asked the question.

“You haven’t said anything.  Tell me, what do you think of my little room of lust?”

Again I didn’t answer.  My lack of speech only served to encourage Art.  He began moving his hand across the front of my blouse.  His fingers began working inside the material around the button and began to delicately touch my flesh.  He was not applying much pressure, just enough so I knew what he was doing.  He moved again, near my navel.  My voice had long since left me, as well as my will to push his hand away.  His touch was so gentle and I didn’t want him to stop. It was just his fingers, and I felt my sexual energy building.




First Time



My lack of action caused Art to continue to touch me.  He moved again and brought his lips to my ear once more.  I could feel his breath as it blew across the back of my neck and ear.  With no other sound, except my own deep breathing, I heard his lips part.

“You wouldn’t believe how I have fought this tonight.  Ever since you arrived, I wanted you.  I could hardly believe it when you came in.  I want to touch your breasts, and feel your tongue as it fights with my own.  Your eyes show that you aren’t appreciated.  I would love to show you what you’re capable of.  To watch your breasts as they rise and fall, just begging to be sucked and played with.  To run my hands over your legs, rising to your hot steamy cunt and finding it wet, needing a stiff cock.  Would you like that?  Would you like me to play with your little pussy until you scream for release?  Tell me you want it.  Tell me how you want my cock.  Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

His grip was tight, but I didn’t want to break free.  My hand dropped beside us and moved to his leg.  I had never been excited so quickly.  But I must not do this, not here, not with Art, but my voice was gone.  He removed his hand from inside my blouse, only to change position and approach.  His hand returned to my blouse.  It was moving outside the material.  His hand was fluid motion.  He began near my stomach and lightly brushed upward until he reached my breasts, but didn’t touch them.  Instead he stroked back down, lightly skimming the surface.  I could still feel the contact and was being elevated to another level of excitement.  He retraced his path, back up and with more pressure.  This time, his hand made contact with my breast and I felt the bra move on my flesh.  His hand went to my neck.  Pausing there to caress the flesh, getting it ready for his lips that followed.  A gentle tongue moved against my neck and up to my ear, leaving a moist trail as it went.  Once there he sucked the tender morsel of my lower ear into his mouth and moved his tongue against it.  A soft sucking only added to the pleasure.  His right hand began downward and was joined by his left, traveling down the same paths.  Lower and lower they traveled, down beyond my waist, to the bottom of my skirt.  His touch on my legs sent shivers down my back and I found myself leaning against him for support.  I heard a sigh and realized it was my own voice.  I was in heaven and my body was responding very rapidly.  

I felt his tongue as it re-entered my ear.  Gently spearing the inner most sanctum of my soul.  Slowly, he detailed each square centimeter, then returned to the lobe.  It was then I realized his hand had returned to my breast and he was rubbing softly against the material.  As his fingers tried to work their way into the opening of my blouse, I was amazed at my response.  The sound of my breathing had become a deafening roar.  

His fingers undid a button on my blouse, allowing entry to my flesh.  His hand moved in cautiously, making a small circle around my breast.  Circling, then moving against the material covering the firm flesh beneath.  The bra, a scoop style, exposed the majority of each breast.  His fingers settled down to the flesh, raising goose bumps of desire to the surface.  I felt my nipples growing firm and distend against the material holding them in check.  His touch was relentless as his fingers moved against the top of one, and then the other breast.  Still a button was preventing him from his objective.  Art pulled his hand back out of the blouse and began working the second button.  He gathered the material between his index finger and thumb and the material of the blouse lost some of its tension as his fingers released the button.  

He paused, waiting on directions to either continue or stop.  Again he received nothing.  Art then moved his hand into the opening.  Once there he was all business again.  It was if his hand were on a “seek and destroy” mission.  He sought my breast, and the mission was to destroy all resistance to his invasion.  Without the restraint of the second button, he could maneuver inside my blouse.  Again, he found my breast and encircled it with his fingertips applying just enough pressure for maximum pleasure.  This time however, he could move on the top, the bottom, and everywhere.  His fingers did a gentle probing as if he knew acupressure.  Each placement of his fingertip increased my pleasure.  Finally he eased a finger and then two under the flesh to raise the breast up and out of the surrounding cup.  Softly he lowered my breast into his waiting palm.  Once there he began a sensuous massaging of the entire breast.  Milking the flesh from the base to the nipple.  With each tugging on the nipple I felt my entire breast harden and the nipple ache.  I craved more pressure and he was teasing me.  I wanted him to pinch my nipple, and I realized I also wanted to have him fuck me, but the words wouldn't come out.  I was nearly panting and the sound of my desire had become a deafening roar inside me.  

My nipples were on fire and Art was only starting.  I could feel his other hand as it crept back up my leg until it came to the bottom of my skirt.  He paused for a moment, no longer.  He wanted me to know exactly what he was doing, so I could savor each moment and the pleasure I was getting.  Slowly he drug the hand up my leg.  Agonizing seconds went by, seeming like minutes and hours.  I wanted him so badly, wanted him to speed on his way until he reached my heat.  I knew I was also very wet it happened so seldom in my marriage that when it did, I knew it.

I felt him pull the material up and as he approached my womanhood, I tried to gain additional support by moving my legs further apart.  The result was only to tighten the material at the base of my skirt, which caused his efforts to raise my skirt to be even more amplified.  I felt his fingers as they drug across the flesh of my thigh as well as the skirt material as it went up.  

Art then used his fingers again as guiding rods as his hand climbed higher.  Pulling the material until he reached the upper portion of my thigh.  Finally he reached another milestone, the bottom edge of my panties and still, he didn’t stop.  Employing fingertips, he began to trace the patterns sewn into the front of my panties.  His fingers moved all around the edge of the panties and teased me as he would insert a finger under the edge of the elastic leg opening and then remove it.  Finally stopping on the front panel he found what I knew was already there.

“Oh baby, you’re wet.  Your pussy is dripping with dew.  I bet your pussy is ready for me now. Right?   Is it ready to be fucked?  You would like for me to fuck you now?  Wouldn’t you?  I can tell.  Your pussy is crying for my cock.  That’s why it is so wet.  It wants me?  You want me too, don’t you?  If you want, I can put this in you now?”

With the comment he pushed his groin into my rear.  I could feel his cock, stiff and ready.  With the comment he brought his finger back to the front of my panties and had pushed into my cunt.  I knew his fingers could feel my clit as it stood up and begged for attention.  Again and again he pushed his fingers along the outside, causing the material to become drenched with my juice.

I tightly closed my eyes.  I was trying to figure out what to do.  I knew I wanted to be fucked, but I wasn’t ready to have Art do it, not yet anyway.  But the answers I sought were not forth coming.  In my minds eye I relived the scene from the video.  Only this time there was no VCR or TV.  It was if I was watching the event live, hidden in this room.  To make matters worse, the entire scenario was moving in slow motion.  Jimmy was moving between Betty’s legs.  Then there was the penetration and I gasped as I relived the joy displayed on Betty’s face.  Again and again Jimmy drove his cock into her waiting pussy.  But with each thrust Betty was fading from the picture.  I didn’t know what was happening.  I could still see Jimmy, still ramming it home, but the woman was a mere blur.  Then the picture snapped into place and the woman was I.  It was I being filled masterfully by the man with the huge cock and it felt soooo good.  I was nearing an orgasm from just watching this scene play out.  Then as I blinked in my minds' eye, Jimmy was gone and it was Art who was pushing into me.  Harder and harder he was pushing.  With each thrust I was becoming more and more excited.  With each slap of his balls against my ass, I was coming closer and closer to a climax.  I felt my blood pressure go skyward and my voice trying to come forth also.  Instead it was a long and low guttural moan that escaped from my lips.  It was now that I opened my eyes and discovered it was Art who was pushing against me.  But not with his cock that I now knew I wanted inside me.  But rather it was his talented finger as he dipped into my soaked pussy.  He had found my clit and was working it over.  I was near an orgasm and finally my voice could be heard.

“No Art.  Please.  Not like this.  Please.  Stop.  I - I - I.  Please Art.  I beg you.  Please stop Art. No Art.  Please.  I can’t do this.  Please.

“You know you want it.  I’m just doing what you crave and you know it.  If I stop now, it will be over.  You know you don’t want that.  Do you?”

With the last comment Art pushed his finger all the way into my wetness and at the same time he grasp the nipple of my breast and gave it a good and firm pinch.  The pain was overcome by the pleasure and I felt my first orgasm of the night.  It started in my cunt and worked its way to every part of my body in one tremendous explosion.  I was left shaking and needing support.  As I nearly collapsed against Art, he removed his finger from my throbbing pussy.  Before I could regain some semblance of order to what was going on, he turned me loose and spun me around toward him.  My orgasm had distorted my vision, but I felt him undo my bra to release my aching breasts.  He brought his face down to them.  Taking one of my nipples into his mouth he began a sucking that was both furious and hard.  I was unable to regain any sense of direction.  My nipples were so sensitive from my own explosion I had little choice but to let him continue, as he wanted.  Even as he tried to take my entire breast into his mouth, his marvelous hands went to my legs and began running up and down my thighs, each time drawing nearer to my pulsing pussy and ass.  I neared a point of unleashing a primal scream as my senses were being taken to new heights.

Art continued to suck on my breasts.  All I could do was reach into his hair and pull his face even tighter to my chest.  I was a woman on fire with desire.  Finally his hands stopped their relentless attack on my legs.  He was now working his fingers under the elastic of my panties.  With both hands fully under the material he grasped my ass and pulled me into his groin.  I could feel his cock as it strained for release from his shorts.  His hands were grabbing my underwear and dragging them down.  The only way they would go down was if I closed my legs.  I was startled to see how far I had them apart.  Art slipped them down as far as he could without breaking the hold he had on my breast.  I worked them down until gravity took over and they fell the remaining way to the floor.  I stepped out of them, leaving them as a symbol of my newly found freedom. 

The coolness of the air striking my steaming cunt was exciting and my pulse was racing once more.  Art then began to kiss his way down, leaving my swollen breast as he made his decent toward my love canal.  He paused at my rib cage and left a trail of wetness on the bottom side of the lowest rib.  The sudden intake of air told him I found it pleasurable.  His journey then carried him to my navel.  I have a near perfectly shaped “innie” and Art lavished it with kisses and a powerful tongue stroke that left me breathless.  He pushed in with his tongue into the heart of the hole, fucking my navel with his tongue. 

After what seemed an eternity he went south once more and buried his face in my pubic area.  Then his talented tongue sent me reeling.  Making wide and single passes over my labia, then spearing the top and searching for my clitoris.  He found it as easily as he had done everything else.  Having just had an intense orgasm, I was still very sensitive and he was in the driver seat once more.  I was climbing to another plateau, my breath coming in short gasps and I was growing louder with each pass of his tongue.  Then Art surprised me when he stopped and began to rise.  He came all the way back up to my mouth and kissed me on the lips.  It was our first real kiss.  His lips were soft and still demanding.  Then he moved on to my ear.

“My turn,” he said.

Art grabbed me by the head and was gently pushing me downward.  He didn’t use much force as I went willingly.  As I moved downward, I heard a zipper, and as I approached my destination, the musty odor of his sex came forth.  Finally, I was faced to face with his cock.  It was at full staff and was pointing right at me.  The head was a dark hue and almost purple.  The veins were standing out all over and the head was rather bulbous with a neat helmet topping the shaft.  Not overly long, around six inches, or thick, but one feature made it special.  There was a delicious looking bend to the right and a curve upward.  I could barely wait to feel it running in and out of my cunt.  But first, I needed to touch and taste this piece of meat.  It would be only the second cock in my life and was looking forward to it. 

I drew back to look at this piece of equipment.  My mind raced as I thought that this was why Art had become so masterful with his hands and his tongue.  It was to make up for what he thought was a cock that was too small to please a woman.  I would show him differently.  As I grasped the shaft, it gave a little quivered.  Art let out a low moan.  Raising my eyes, I found his eyes closed, but eventually he opened them and watched me.  He smiled.  It was a wonderful smile.  I returned my attention to his cock.  Moving my hand up the shaft and back down.  I didn’t apply much pressure as I figured he was about to blow his nuts, and I wanted him inside of me for that.  Even as I stroked the shaft it pulsed and throbbed as if alive.  With another upward slide, a single drop of liquid formed at the eye.  It clung there and was starting to show signs of falling off.  I moved my mouth over the head and surrounded it.  Taking the head into my mouth I used my tongue to swirl around the tip, slipping into the eyehole to extract his nectar.  Playing with the little hole, I used my tongue as if searching for gold.  Art groaned again and a shudder went through his body as my sucking mouth took another spurt of pre-come. Art grabbed me by the hair and pulled me away from his shaft and to my feet.  

“I’ve got to fuck you.  I can’t wait any longer.  You want me to fuck you don’t you?”  

I didn’t answer.  Now that I was on my feet I could feel the wetness of his cock as it moved against my body.  Yes, I did want to be fucked.  I wanted it all.  I really wanted his seed to spurt into me with a force that would reach the back walls of my vagina. 

“Tell me what you want Beth.  I need to hear it.  I won’t do it unless you tell me.  I know you want my cock.  Your little pussy is begging for it.  It is so wet.  It needs a cock in it.  You know Mark won’t do it right.  I’ll fuck you right.  But you have to tell me.  Tell me you want me to fuck you.”

Finally the words were coming out of my mouth.  I was on fire and thought I was about to explode.  A soft whisper finally came to my lips.  “Yes.  I want you to fuck me.  Fuck me please.  I need it.”

I don’t know if he heard me or not, because he ask me to say it again.  And again I ask him to fuck me.  I even told him I wanted his hot cock in my cunt.  This time he did hear me.  He spun me around so my back was to him and he pushed me toward a bench that was there.  I thought he wanted me to lie on it.  But I was wrong.  Instead, when we approached the bench, he reached around my waist and stopped my progress.  Then he took his other hand and pushed me over toward it, bending me at the waist.  Understanding what he wanted, I bent over, grabbed the top of the bench and waited. 

“Move your legs apart sweetheart.  I want your entire cunt for my cock.  You’re about to get the best fucking you ever had.  I guarantee.”  

Art then grabbed the bottom of my skirt and moved it upward over my hips and onto my back.  He paused for a brief moment.  “How could any man resist such a beautiful ass?  Even more, why would any man even consider looking at another woman with such a hot and tight pussy at home?” 

He moved between my spread legs.  Reaching in with his hand, he inserted two fingers into my cunt and worked them around.  Pulling them out he brought them around to my mouth.  I’d never tasted my own juice, but didn’t hesitate as his fingers drew near.  I sucked on them greedily, and was surprised to find my juice so tasty.  My time to be fucked had finally arrived.  Art moved closer and placed the head of his cock against my pussy.  Playing the head around on my vaginal lips causing me to squirm and beg for him to put it in.  

“Please Art.  I need it.  Put it in me.  I need it.  I’m so hot.  I want you in me.”

“What do you want my little cunt?  Is this want this?  Tell me.  I want to hear you say it.  Let those virgin lips say what you want.  Tell what you want and where you want it.  Tell me now,” as he shoved the head of his cock against my pussy.

“Yes.  I want it.  I need your cock.  I want you to fuck me Art.  My pussy needs your cock.  I need to feel your seed in me.  Please Art.  Fuck me.  Fuck me now.”

Art placed his cock at my passage and pushed with his hips.  The head popped in with little effort.  I was so hot and wet I could have taken Jimmy at that moment with no trouble.  He began applying a little pressure and as his cock slid in, I was amazed at the feeling.  The curves actually made it feel larger than Mark’s cock.  Steady pressure until Art got it all in me.  Holding it there for a moment, then he began to pull it back out.  Slow and deliberate.  Once he was nearly out he pushed in again.  He did this for some time, steadily gaining speed and power. Finally he was driving into me with a tremendous amount of force, and I felt his balls as they slapped the backside of my upper thighs.  The noise of our breathing and the obvious wet sounds coming from my cunt only served to increase my level of excitement.  Art then reached his hands around me until he reached my tits.  Grabbing them with more force than before, it almost hurt.  But the pain was overcome by the pleasure.  Again and again Art plunged into me.  It seemed like hours and I could feel a tremendous climax coming.

“Art, I’m about to come.  Drive it to me lover.  Stick your cock into me.  Harder.  Harder.  Harder.  Dammit.  Fuck me Art.  Fuck me.  Stick it all the way in baby.  I need it so bad.  Don’t stop.  Please don’t stop.  Oh God this is good.  Ohhhhh.  I’m coming.  Art, I’m coming.”

Just at that moment Art grabbed one of my nipples and mashed it hard.  It was the final straw as I came with a force like I had never known before.  It washed over me in sheets.  Art was still pumping away and just as my own orgasm began to subside, Art let loose with his own. I felt his come as it shot into me, coating my pussy walls with sticky goo.  The effect was to put me over the top again.  It was the first time I knew I was capable of being multi-orgasmic.  

Art pulled his cock from my upturned ass and leaned against me as I steadied us with the bench.  I could still feel his cock as it stood proudly between my thighs.  I reached down and took it in my hand, caressing it lovingly.  I milked a little more sperm from the shaft and brought it to my lips.  I was now hooked on the taste and feel of Art’s cock.  I knew I would have to repeat this.  He finally stood straight and turned me around.  He kissed me again, but with tenderness I seldom knew.  It was deep and full of passion.  I knew it would be some time before my breathing was back to a regular rhythm.  But it was indeed the best fuck I ever had.




First Time



The hardest part of the night came from having to get cleaned up and rejoin the others without looking like we just had sex.  Not an easy task, but as we found out later, they had been doing similar things in the kitchen themselves.  Knowing this had led us to many interesting times.  Chapter two will be told from Betty’s point of view as Mark gives her what he thinks she needs.  




First Time



My name is Cari, I know you've heard of me. How can you not have? I mean, come on, I'm like, the biggest star in the world! Well anyway, I'm sure you've heard my latest single. It's with Pink, Alicia Keys and Janet Jackson, it's topping the charts the world over! Well I'd like to tell you a little story about what happened after the recording!

"Wow, man I'm exhausted!" Pink yawned and stretched, her tight t-shirt lifting up and exposing some of her firm stomach. 

"C'mon Cari, let's go back to the hotel!" 

It was 3 AM and we had just finished filming the video for the song we had recorded with Janet Jackson and Alicia Keys, Feisty Lovin'. Janet and Alicia had finished filming about an hour before and were already at the hotel we were all staying in. We were the only occupants of the hotel. It was great. We got in the car and drove off to the hotel. We arrived about 10 minutes later.

Pink turned to me.

"Hey you wanna come up to my room for a bit? I'm bored, for once I have nothing to do! That's the bad part of doing a relaxing video shoot for once, you end up totally bored!"

"Yeah sure. I'm not tired anyway."

We walked up to her room and I sat on her bed.

Pink went to get changed into her pyjamas. When she came back she was wearing a cute little vest top and blue pyjama trousers. I felt really weird, kind of turned on. She'd taken all her make up off and she looked prettier than when she actually has make up on. She sat on the bed opposite me.

"Hey I got an idea! Let's play Truth or Dare!"

I laughed. 

"I think it's a bit too late for that Alecia, the hotel manager will get pissed off!"

"Oh...shit. Ok, let's just do the truth part then!"

"Ok!"

"Ok, it was my idea so I'll go first." Pink grinned at me. "Have you ever kissed a girl?"

"No. Have you?" 

Pink laughed.

"Yeah loads of times! Ok my turn: you say you've never kissed a girl. Would you like to?"

Normally I would have said no, no doubt. But for some reason...I knew that if I said yes, she would kiss me. And you know what? I wanted her to. It wasn't something I had ever felt before!

"S...sure! I stammered. She smiled, really sexily. She grabbed me and kissed me, a full on kiss. It wasn't like kissing a guy, it was softer, her lips were softer, and she was gentler. It was definitely sexier than kissing a guy!

She pulled away and I was stunned.

"Wow!" was just about all I could manage!

"Impressed?"

I nodded.

"Ok...hmmm next question..." it was actually my turn, but there was no way I was going to remind her!

"Ok...it's pretty obvious you've never played with or licked a girl's tits before, or had anyone do the same to you, so I'll just come straight out with it: do you want me to play with your tits?"

"Y...yes!" 

"Ok...but you have to do the same to me!"

I nodded again.

Grinning, she unbuttoned my top and took it off. She leaned over a little more in order to reach my bra straps, which she then unhooked, pulling my bra off. She then started to play with my boobs, especially my left one, because my left nipple is pierced. She then started to lick and suck my tits. It felt so good, nothing like the clumsy fumbling I'd had from guys before- I mean, one guy almost ripped my nipple ring out! Instead, 

Pink was gentle and caring. I had never felt like this before.

This went on for about 5 minutes, and then she stopped. I looked at her, disappointed.

"You didn't forget our deal did you? Now it's my turn!" she took off her top. Underneath she had no bra. Her boobs were perfect, not huge, but rounded, and gorgeous. I was so nervous, what if I just messed it up? Taking a deep breath, I leaned forward and cupped her boob in my hand. Even touching it was weird; I'd never touched anyone's breasts except my own before. Her skin was so soft. Her nipples were pink and erect. I started to play with them, pinching them and pulling them. I looked up at her for encouragement.

"Yeah, keep going, that feels good."

I carried on playing, and then I decided to lick one of her nipples. It felt so weird! But it was a nice weird, so I did it again, I started to lick and suck her nipples, like she had done to me. 

"Oh yeah, keep going! You sure you've never done this before?!"

I kept on going, until suddenly she stopped me.

"Ok...time for another question!"

Once again it was my turn, but again, I said nothing.

"Ok...do you want me to go down on you?"

For a minute I was speechless. Then I said YES! She laughed and said ok. She pulled my trousers off (I had already taken off my shoes and I wasn't wearing socks!) I was wearing simple black panties, not particularly skimpy ones, with a pink heart on them. I hadn't really thought about what knickers I was wearing, but I started to feel a bit childish. She didn't mind however. She pulled my panties down. My legs were closed. She started kissing my pubes, and then she pulled my legs apart. She wasted no time. She put her face between my legs and started kissing my pussy. She was kissing it all over and it felt so good. Suddenly she started licking me, sticking her tongue inside of me, licking my clit, licking every part of my pussy. She started sliding 2 fingers in and out, slowly at first, then faster. I was coming, like I had never, ever come before. It felt so good. It was the most earth shattering orgasm I'd ever had, and I didn't want it to end. But end it did. Pink licked up the wetness from my pussy, then looked up at me with a wicked grin.

"Now it's my turn! Show me what you can do sexy!"

She then lay back and pulled her pyjama bottoms off. She spread her legs. I was shit scared! I leant my head down, and started kissing her pussy like she had kissed mine. I licked every nook and cranny. I was worried that I wouldn't like the taste, but she tasted gorgeous. She kept screaming words of encouragement.

"Oh yes baby! Yes! Keep going! Don't stop!"

I got the impression I was doing it right! Suddenly Pink started screaming even louder, and shuddering. I realised she was coming! A little bit of juice squirted from her, which I lapped up. Wow. This sure was something to tell the folks back home! I had made a woman come. I felt rather proud of myself.

Pink smiled.

"You sure this was your first time? You were damn good. No, I can tell it was your first time; you looked like a scared rabbit caught in car headlights!"

I started to laugh, but then I stopped because I heard something outside the door. I was shit scared! What if it was someone from the hotel, who had heard-or maybe even seen everything? This could do wonders for both our careers, but it could also possibly destroy them, especially mine. Pink put a finger to her lips, to make sure I was quiet. We pulled our clothes on, then tiptoed to the door.

Silently we pulled it open. As we peered around the door, we both gasped in shock. Janet was standing against the wall in a silky, lacy little nightie, touching her breasts with one hand, massaging her pussy with the other.

"Why Janet!" said Pink, smiling. "I never would have thought it of you!"

"Oh...I'm sorry!" she laughed, looking anything but. " I was passing the door to go and use that vending machine over there, but I heard you and I just had to listen in. it sounded very impressive."

"Oh it was" smiled Pink. "Very impressive indeed."

"Well. I feel left out! You two, gettin' it on, and poor lil ole me, left to my hand's devices!". She gave us a mock pout.

"Oh...would you like to join in the fun?" asked Pink sweetly.

"You know it sugar. But perhaps we'd better go to my room. I've got one hell of a great toy we can use..."

With that, we all trooped off to Janet's room. As soon as we got inside and shut the door, Janet was kissing Pink hungrily. 

"Watch this sugar," she panted. "This'll be an education for ya!" 

With that she threw Pink down on the bed and ripped her clothes off! I got a sneaking suspicion she was just slightly horny!

She started hungrily licking and sucking Pink's tits, and then she spread her legs and buried her head between Pink's legs.

Pink started moaning and screaming.

"Oh God Janet! Oh yes...don't stop! Oh shit shit shit no! Please, please don't stop!"

She kept on yelling and screaming in pleasure, until eventually she started screaming even louder, and she started shuddering and I knew she was coming. Finally she stopped yelling, and just lay there, a smile of bliss on her face. 

"Good sugar?"

"Oh yes. Very good."

"Well then. It's time you got that sexy little head of yours between my legs and started showing me what you can do!"

With that Pink pulled Janet's nightie off, and stuck her head right in between Janet's legs and started licking her out.

Janet was a lot quieter than Pink, just moaning and oh-ing quietly, a lot like she does on the end of "Would You Mind?"

"Oh...yes baby. Just like that. Yes sugar, oh yes!" she kept moaning, until she started to get a little bit louder.

"Oh...oh yes! Keep it coming! Yes! Yes! Ohhhhhh!"

With that, she came.

" Oh that was great! Mmmm just great!"

"Glad you liked it!"

Janet came over to me, and started licking me out. She was totally different to Pink, wilder, more ferocious. Frantic, even. I came within about two minutes! It felt so good.

When Janet had finished, she got up and went to her suitcase, opening it up, she bent over it, rummaging around while me and Pink enjoyed the view. Eventually she straightened up. She had obviously found what she was looking for. When she turned around, I gasped in shock. She was holding the biggest, thickest, meanest strap on black dildo I had ever seen! She laughed at the expression on my face. She pulled it on, then came over to me.

"Lie down on the bed."

I lay down. She came over to me and spread my legs. She gave me a quick smile, then entered me. I screamed in pain and shock. I had never had anything so big inside of me! But after a minute or so, once I had adjusted to the size, I realised I liked it. A lot! Janet started thrusting into me, hard and fast. It felt like nothing I had ever felt before!

"What do you think of this...you dirty bitch! I hope you like this, you little slut!"

I was a little shocked at Janet's nasty side being revealed, but I kinda liked it. She carried on yelling, and pounding me, and then suddenly I started to come.

"Oh yessssss...I'm cuuuummmmmming, oooooh! Yes! Yes yes yes! Don't stop! Ooooooohhhhhhhh!"

With that, I came. 

Janet smiled, and climbed off of me.

"Did you enjoy that?"

"Oh yes!" I breathed.

"Ok Alecia...it's your turn now. Are you ready?"

"You know it sexy!" 

Pink jumped on the bed and spread her legs. Janet climbed on her and started pumping her, yelling obscenities all the while. Judging by the look on Pink's face, she hadn't ever felt anything this big either, which kinda took me by surprise. Pink was coming, and Janet was slowing down, thrusting slowly. Suddenly, I saw the door handle turn, and before I could do anything, Alicia walked in!

"Hey gu-WOAH!"

She looked at us in absolute shock.

"What the...what the fuck is goin' on here? Dude! This is fucked up!"

"C'mon Alicia! Don't be like that! Join us! You know you wanna!"

"Uh uh, no way Jan, I told you before, I ain't getting into this shit, uh uh, no way, fuck no!"

She was yelling now, but I could tell she was tempted. The way she hesitated when Janet said "join us" said it all. Suddenly I grabbed Alicia and kissed her, hard. At first she tried to push me away, but then she started kissing me back, touching my boobs and my ass. Janet and Pink started going at it doggy-style, with Janet ramming Pink in the ass, while Alicia and me got it on. I started licking her, and feeling her. It didn't take long before she was cumming, screaming with delight. And for someone who was so against any lesbian action, she was pretty damn good at eating out a girl. But, while I definitely think Alicia has a bisexual side, she did seem to be a getting a lot more pleasure from being rammed by Janet's dildo then by being licked out. But she kept coming and coming! Suddenly I looked at the clock and realised it was 7 in the morning! We had spent 4 hours fucking! 

"Guys..." I said. "I hate to interrupt this, but we have 10 minutes to get down to the set to finish filming the video!"

We all started racing around like headless chickens, pulling on clothes, and generally getting in each other's way. We were all just heading out of the door, when Pink pulled me back. Janet and Alicia went on ahead oblivious.

"What is it Alecia?" 

"Listen...for a while now, before I even met you, I've had major feelings for you. You're so hot, and at first all I wanted to do was fuck you, nothing more. But now I know you as a person...now I know what a kind and loving person you are...I want more. I want to be your girlfriend, Cari. Will you be my girlfriend? Can I be your girlfriend?"

I smiled. Good! It wasn't just me who felt this way!

"Yes Alecia." I smiled. "I will definitely be your girlfriend!" and with that we kissed and walked out the door.

And that, folks, is my story. Pink and I have been dating for 5 months now, and it's amazing. Janet was keen for a repeat performance, but when we said no, she wasn't bothered, she just moved on to other people. And Alicia? She's quite happy getting down with her heterosexual self. So all in all, it's worked out pretty damn great!



First Time



It was 35 years ago, but it is still as real as it was then.

We had been dating for about a year and I had discovered most of her secrets. I had enjoyed caressing her breasts and making her nipples "tweak" and I had been in her panties. I still to this day love the feel of putting my hand in the apex of a woman's legs in jeans. I love the feeling of making her cum even when she wouldn't let me get into her pants. There is a very sensual texture to denim! And the difference between the hard prominence at the front and then the softness as you drop over the crest of a woman's mound is exquisite.

I had discovered how it felt to slip my fingers into her... the tightness of being inside her pants with the fly unzipped... and the discovery of coaxing her pants down over her hips. When she wore skirts I discovered how wonderful it is to be free of panties at all!

She finally had gotten brave enough to cup me... and then to unzip my pants. She would unbuckle my belt and unzip me and lay me open to pull me out and it felt glorious! I kept a box of kleenex in the car to "clean up" the mess!

But as much as we both wanted to complete the act, we were scared of getting pregnant and condoms were a challenge to find. No boy wanted to ask the druggest for them... I was embarrassed when I finally got married and asked for them... and Lord... he asked me what kind? I had no idea! Didn't know they came in more than one kind.

I was picking her up on a Sunday evening before church. Her folks were already at church and I found the rubber machine at a service station. I came early... knew that she would be alone at home when I picked her up. We had talked about rubbers, but were both pretty naive and bashful about those things.

I blushed when I showed them to her. She was embarrassed, but she finally asked if I had tried one of them on? Didn't take long to tell her (1) no I hadn't, but (2) would love to see how it worked... after all, one of these days we'll need to know.

I didn't want to just unzip my fly and fish it out... and if I unbuckled my pants, they would fall down (remember?) I asked what we should do... knowing what I wanted but waaaaaaaay too bashful and she suggested that we go to her room and I could lay my pants on the chair.

Once there... with my pants off and my shorts tented out... I suggested that it would probably be easier to taken them off too... and she agreed quickly.

Standing there naked from the waist down, she opened the package and handed me the condom. I think I go it on backwards and it wouldn't roll down my shaft until I turned it over.

I remember looking down at my rubber coated erection and trying to suggest how to proceed. I finally asked if she wanted to lay down on her bed and touch me. She was excited and not ready to admit she was willing to have sex. I asked if she needed to take her dress off to keep it from wrinkling, and she seemed relieved to have an excuse to go ahead.

She was wearing a slip and I hugged her as we stood and whispered that maybe it would be more comfortable to not have that on. She let me lift it off and then I suggested her bra and panties... she let me unsnap her bra and she took her panties off while I shed my shirt

We stood there naked and both of us were almost out of breath... finally she had the nerve to ask, "Do you want to use that?"

I don't know if I answered or just gave a dumb nod. She took me in her hand and then said, don't we need to lubricate it?

She went into her parents room and came back with some Vaseline jelly... not knowing then that Vaseline melts rubbers... she opened the jar and pushed in down onto my hardness so that there was a rounded opening in the middle of the jar. She then realized what it looked like and took her finger and swirled in around the inside to hide the looks.

I didn't know what to do... when I tried to hug her, I smeared Vaseline on her belly so we just moved to the bed and she crawled up in the middle of the bed and spread her legs. There wasn't much foreplay to be done... I crawled between her legs and tried to center myself but didn't know what I was working toward. She reached down between us and placed me at her opening.

It was tight, but I had opened her with my fingers so many times it wasn't difficult... we had moved to three fingers to stretch her for "when we did it" and I guess it worked. The only really clear remembrance I had was that being in her felt like I had plunged myself into hot water. She felt like a furnace! Talk about "hot apple pie"

I tried to go slow for her but no more than six thrusts and I was spasming. I had never seen how much cum I produced and the whole end of the rubber was drooping down with the white cream.

I was still as hard as a rock and as I got up to deal with it... she came and slipped it off of me and put it into a Kleenex. She saw I was still hard and she knew that I had brought two condoms (they were in 2 packs then) and breathlessly she asked me if I wanted to try the other one!

Did I?!

She rolled it on me and resumed her place on the bed and this time I could keep on going in a slow tempo and she actually climaxed with me in her. I felt great! Most women aren't that hot on their first time and over the years I have been inordinately proud that I was able to bring her along until she climaxed.

I didn't ejaculate again so I stayed in her until she was ready for me to move. With the passion gone, she was a little embarrassed and the second condom joined the first. We both dressed and finally I held her.

Sounds crocky... but we went to church and sat by her parents and held hands. I kept thinking God would strike me dead... or that everyone would smell the aroma that i now knew was sex... even though it may have been more my imagination than actuality.

I took her home... we kissed and we waited for the next time.



First Time



Let me catch you up on me before I begin my story. I am 6 foot tall and considered a BBW. My being a big girl does not allow for sexual adventures to occur, or hell, for sexual encounters of any kind. My best feature would be my eyes, if you make it that far up from my 48 DDs. I was almost 22 before I lost my virginity and can count my sexual partners on two hands now. I finally moved on to the other and. I realize that is a good thing but those partners were not totally satisfying to me. I always wanted more. I meet some nice Internet pals who started me talking and I figured out that I was missing part of me in those encounters. I was not being myself – the sexual, sensual sex kitten that I am. I was being what they wanted me to be instead of what I wanted to be. Below is the story that is all out of my head.

I was nervous. I have been bi-curious for years but just recently started talking about it and looking at some women as potential sex partners. I met Dumpling on-line. We flirted a bit and I gave the impression of being BI so she sent me email. I clarified that I was straight but have the growing urge to sexually explore a woman’s body. She was kind enough to not drop me like a hot potato. We talked and each time our emails got dirty and naughtier. I looked forward to her emails and for the thrills that would make my pussy throbbing wet.

It happened that we were going to be in the same town on the same weekend. What is the likelihood of the happening? We agreed to meet and see what happened. I am to meet her in 5 minutes in the Hotel Bar. I have dressed with care. I chose a knee length skirt, stockings and garter, peek-o-boo bra, and a low cut top. I am wearing pumps just so I do not tower over her. I have put perfume in all the right spots, checked and double checked that all the hair and stubble are gone from my snatch, and that the room is immaculate with toys discreetly hidden (if they are needed).

I take the elevator down and walk into the bar. I take a seat and order a stiff drink. I am going to need the fortification so that I do not get up and run from the room as fast as I can. Just then I look up and see her. My heart stops. She is so sexy. She catches my eye, winks, and walks over. Man that walk is pure sex. I want to be able to walk like that. Maybe she can show me later.

“Hello Darling”, she whispers in my ear. 

“Hi Dumpling”, I squeak. I clear my voice and this time get it out in a semi-normal range and tone. She just giggled and sat down.

She looks me over and tells me that I am just as sexy and beautiful as she knew I would be and that she cannot wait to dive into me. I blush, turn hot, and melt right there. I think I really did just cream my panties.

I look at her, and say “well, lets go up, get comfy, and see what happens then.” She gasps, takes a swig of my drink, winks saucily at me, grabs my hand, and walks me quickly to the elevator.

“I am not letting you change your mind, so lets move. I want you so badly, I am trying to wait until we are in the room”, she says.

The elevator is empty, encouraged by her, the alcohol, and just the moment itself, I push her up against the wall and kiss her. She darts her tongue in my mouth and quickly turns the kiss into hers. I am lost at the feel of her soft sure lips and cunning tongue. She grabs my ass and kneads the cheeks while she tongue fucks my mouth. I am moaning and bracing myself with my hands on the walls of the elevator.

The doors open, she breaks off, grabs me and takes me on the floor where I think my hotel room is. I am not sure of my name at this time because I am so overcome with lust for this woman. A woman, who would have thought it would happen.

She finds my room, I remember mumbling something to her as she led me down the hall. We get in the room and I snap out of it. I turn to her and smile. I say, “Hello, it’s so nice to meet you and I am glad that you could make it. Wanna strip me and have your wicked way with me?”

She walks to me and starts to unbutton my shirt. She is licking and kissing my neck and ears. She is finding all the little spots that make me horny. She pulls back to look at me while she takes my shirt off. When she sees my bra, she groans, licks her lips, and flicks my hard nipples with her long nails. I shudder with the feeling. She leans in and lightly licks one and then the other. Then she just suddenly engulfs as much of my breast as she can.

“Oh that tongue of yours is wicked. Oh yeah, suck it hard it. That’s it. Bite my nipple. Oh God that feels so good. Do you like my breasts?”

She looks up and says “Oh hell yeah. I have wanted to bury my face in them since you sent me those pictures. They are so soft and large. Look at the color of the areola; it is almost the same shade as your breast. These turn me on so much, I could lick and suck them all night but I have to see the rest of you. Take off your skirt for me.”

I do what she asks. I do a slow strip tease and cherish her reaction to seeing me only in my garter and stockings. I had forgotten the thong panties, oops. I sit down and spread my legs. She comes and kneels in front of me and looks lustily at my swollen lips. She kisses her way up my thighs and begins to suck and lightly chew on my lips. I just love the sight of this woman with her head between my thighs. Her technique is nothing like I have experienced before. Her mouth is just as strong but seems to be more delicate and she takes her time to learn me.

She moans as she gets her first taste of my pussy juices. She spreads me open, looks up at me, and says, “I am going to make you cum so hard, you are going to overflow my mouth with your juices and I will lap it all up and then I am kissing you. You okay with that?” “Oh God yes, please just eat me. I have to have your lips back on me, please”

She goes back to lavishing kisses, little nips, and slight sucking to my pussy and clit. She darts that tongue of hers into my cunt and twists it around. I almost cum right then and there but I am determined to make this last. You first time having a woman eat your out is not something you want to be over quickly. I want to savor ever detail (I do have to tell my man later all about my weekend).

I fall back on the bed and she lifts my legs over her shoulders and spreads me further. She is licking and blowing on my cunt. I feel her fingers get into the act. Her long fingernails delicately flick my clit and I jump at that pleasure. I am now moaning and breathing hard. She feels so good down there. She starts to finger fuck me, first one, then two, then three and all the time she is sucking on my clit. I am now thrashing on the bed, humping her face, and have my hands buried in her hair holding her there. She starts to rub my other hole and I can feel the orgasm coming. She sticks her finger in my ass, twirls the fingers in my cunt to hit the g-spot, and sucks hard on my clit. I cum with a loud scream and a gush of juices. She is now slurping at my pussy.

I am way to overcome to move as she crawls up my body and kisses me. I get a mouth full of my own juices and the taste combined with her hot mouth sets the aftershocks off. I cum again and she laughs.

She helps me out of my clothes and then strips for me. I am now getting my second wind and ready to do to her what she just did to me. A lover has told me that with my tongue action, he thought I would be very good at eating pussy.

I lay her down, caress her face and tell her that I am now going to explore her body. My hands are shaking – from nerves or excitement or both I have no clue. I kiss her lips, trace my tongue along her jaw line to her ear and softly nip at the lobe. She moans but stays still. I know she is afraid of scaring me off. 

I kiss my way down her neck, she smells so good. I flick my tongue over the racing pulse in her throat and nip her collarbone. I am now caressing her breasts and getting the nipples nice and hard. I lean over and taste one then the other. MMMM, so not like anything I have ever experienced before. I rub the flesh and then take her breast into my mouth. She thrusts her self further into my mouth and pushes my head down.

“That’s it baby, yeah, suck my breast, you like that don’t you? MMMM, yeah, rub your head between my breasts. Oh baby, that tongue is driving me crazy ”I suck her hard and fast into my mouth using great suction and flicking my tongue on her nipple, she screams and actually cums from that attention. I look up and smile as she comes down. She looks at me and says “damn baby, that was awesome, take that mouth to my pussy and see if you can make me do it again, please make me do it again. That was, damn great”

I kiss my way down and smell her juices. I am so turned on; I cannot keep my hips from moving. I am finally about to eat another woman, taste my first pussy. Oh my god, I think I can cum just from the thought of licking her lips.

I spread her open and inhale her scent. I can see the juices running down and tentatively reach out my tongue to taste. “MMMMMMMMM, damn, that tastes good.”

I dive in like I am starving and only her juices can assuage the hunger. I lap up all her juices from the first orgasm and set off to make her cum again. I suck her clit into my mouth and just roll it around, getting the feel of it. Man, it’s awesome. Never thought it would feel like that. All soft and hard at the same time. She is now humping my face and moaning. I take my tongue and insert it into her hot pussy. I can feel it grasping at my tongue and trying to milk it. I stick a finger in and find her g-spot. 

She lefts her hips off the bed and begs for more. I stick three fingers in at once and wiggle them. She whimpers and begs me to make her cum. I decided to try her technique. I lube up a finger and gently massage her hole before working it in. Once I have that situated, I stick two fingers in her pussy and get ready to tweak that g-spot. I lick her clit and then suddenly I suck the clit and move my fingers all at the same time. She comes off the bed and almost dislodges me from between her thighs. I keep at it and she manages to cum three times before begging me to stop. 

I look up; my face is glistening with her juices, my sweat, and is lit up with a mile wide grin. I pull away from her, give her a few aftershocks, lean over and kiss her.

“Was I good for a virgin? Think you will recover enough for a little 69 later on?”

“Oh baby you were great. That mouth needs to be a national monument and I am so gonna teach you all I know but I think you will manage to teach me too.”

We get up and head for the shower. On the way, she turns the hot tub on. I am guessing that once we finish the shower (and it will take a while, I have plans for her body), we will end up in there for some underwater fun.

But that is another story for another time.



First Time



Waiting in the lobby at the airport her thoughts began to drift. She had first seen him at one of those web cam chat sites you could find anywhere online if you took the time to look. She usually went there when she was bored and needed a little excitement and just wanted to watch. It really hadn't mattered who there was to watch, as long as it was somebody different. Until she saw him. 

One night, while feeling particularly bored and needing a bit of attention, she caught sight of him. It was only a still picture, but a picture showcasing all of his assets. He was sitting in a chair, tan skin in stark contrast to the clean crisp white cotton button down shirt. It could have been any ordinary picture except that the picture provided only a view from the chest down. He was sitting back in his chair wearing only that shirt. Dark, curling hair peeked out from behind the V-shaped opening at his chest. Some buttons were fastened across his stomach, but only a few. The rest of the buttons were undone and each side of his shirt lay across his upper thighs, leaving all else unveiled. One of his hands lay open across a thigh. She remembered thinking he had sexy hands...with tapered fingers that she was sure could work magic on a woman's body. In the upper left corner of his screen was his email address. She lingered for a while watching. Being a bit shy, she decided that since she was tired she would just check back for him on another night. 

She continued to come back to the site in the nights that followed and would see his picture there. This became a ritual of a sort for her. One night, feeling particularly brave, and seeing the additional notation of the chat room he was presently in, she decided to talk to him. After complimenting him and chatting with him for a bit they decided to chat privately. They got along very well and began to meet online to chat. 

After chatting online a great deal for a few weeks, she decided to take a chance and invited him to call her. She was to be away from her family for a few days and gave him the number at the hotel she was staying at. He did call her and they talked for hours. As time went on they continued to talk on the phone almost every day. They knew every intimate detail about each other...their thoughts and desires. They cared deeply about each other and wanted to be together but they were separated by hundreds of miles. They each had families and knew it would be difficult to ever meet. 

The announcement on the overhead speaker brought her out of her daydreams and she realized his plane had arrived. Both having families, they had decided that they both would take a day from work with some excuse of a meeting or appointment and he would fly to her and they would spend the day together. As she stood to the side, she watched the passengers come off of the plane. Her heart began to sink when she realized that almost all of the passengers had disembarked and she still had not seen him. Just as she thought she was going to have to turn and go home there he was. Since she was standing to one side he had not seen her yet. He was even more gorgeous than the pictures she had seen of him. He was dark in contrast to her paleness, with full lips and soulful eyes. She watched as he came out into the waiting area and as he walked past her position to the side she softly called his name. 

He turned suddenly and saw her. As he quickly came to her she reached out her hand and when she felt his touch for the first time she knew she was where she belonged. He pulled her into his arms and stood looking down at her as if he could not get his fill of the sight of her. She reached up both hands to the sides of his face and pulled his head down to hers for their first kiss. Soft warm lips met, bodies melting into each other. As their kiss became more passionate, their lips parted and she ran the tip of her tongue along the fullness of his bottom lip. As she gently kissed his bottom lip, she took it into her teeth and nibbled. She felt his sharp intake of breath and heard him softly moan. Their tongues began an intimate cat and mouse game, each trying to take possession of the other, chasing and teasing. Gradually they realized they were not the only ones in the airport and pulled themselves apart. She took his hands and looked into his eyes and whispered huskily, "Come with me."

They walked hand in hand through the airport, out to the parking garage and to her car. As they got into the car, he asked "Where are we going, my love?" She only winked at him and kissed him quickly before pulling out of the garage. She drove a few miles down the highway from the airport and pulled into the parking lot of a hotel she had visited earlier and where she had reserved a room for a day. They quickly made their way through the lobby and got on the elevator. She pushed the button for the floor and the door slid closed. As the door closed he leaned over and nuzzled her neck. 

Looking straight ahead she whispered, "Not yet, baby." The bell signaled that they had arrived at their floor and the door slid open. Quickly she pulled him down the hallway to the room door and unlocked it. They entered the room and she heard him lock the door and slide the bolt. He was suddenly behind her lifting her hair out of the way so that he could kiss her neck. His lips left a blazing hot trail down the side of her neck to her shoulder and she thought she would collapse from the sensations. Reaching his hands around the front of her, he cupped her heavy breasts in his hands, thumbs rubbing across her nipples through her thin shirt. She dropped her purse on the floor and turned in his arms. 

All else in the world was forgotten as they explored each other's lips. Their hands explored each other through their clothes and the kisses became much more heated and intense. Suddenly he backed her up to the wall, his hands sliding down her arms to grasp her wrists. When she tried to reach back for him he wouldn't let her and instead brought her hands around behind her back as he pressed her to the wall with his body. He devoured her with his mouth. He kissed her forehead, eyes, nose, mouth, ears, and neck. As she strained against him he tightened his grip and pressed his entire body against her so that she could not move away from the wall. She couldn't have moved away from him even if she had wanted to. She could feel his excitement and hardness pressing against her. As he explored her, their fingers entwined and he loosened his grip. At that opportunity she suddenly backed him over to the bed. 

As the backs of his legs encountered the bed she applied pressure and he sat down. As she bent to kiss him and wrapped her arms around him, she whispered in his ear, "Do you want me, baby?" 

At his shaky whisper of "Yes", she ran her hands down to his chest and unbuttoned his shirt slowly, pushing it off of his shoulders, over his arms and throwing it behind her on the floor. 

Stepping back from him, she looked him in the eyes and began to strip her clothes off slowly for him. First the shirt slid up over her breasts and head and landed on the floor. When his hands reached for her, she gently slapped them away and whispered "Not yet." She undid her pants and slowly slid them over her full hips and down her legs, before she kicked them to the side. Reaching behind her back she undid her bra and let the straps fall down her arms, eventually letting the bra slide off of her arms to the floor. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties and slid them down over her hips and thighs until they slipped down her legs to her ankles and she could kick them to the side. She stood back so he could see her standing in front of him totally naked. 

His breathing became quicker as his gaze slowly traveled down and back up her body before resting on her eyes again. Putting both hands on his shoulders, she pushed him back on the bed. Trailing her fingers down through the hair on his chest she slowly and teasingly undid the button and zipper of his pants. Hooking her fingers inside both the waistband of his pants and his briefs, she slowly slid his pants and briefs down over his thighs. Kneeling between his legs she slid them down over his calves and off his feet and threw them to the side. Taking his hands she pulled him back to a sitting position. Looking up into his eyes she slowly slid her hands up over his calves, along his thighs and around to caress his behind. As she leaned forward and upward a little to kiss him, her breasts brushed against his hardness. She felt him jerk slightly in response. As her nipples brushed past him, she could feel them harden to hard, tight points. She bent her head down to softly kiss the tip. As her attentions increased in intensity, she took just the head into her mouth and sucked on it. 

As his hands came up to her sides she stopped them and removed them from her. She placed her hands on his shoulders and roughly pushed him back on the bed. After he lay back, she enclosed her hot lips tightly around him and slid her mouth slowly down over the length of him. As her mouth came back up and off of him she brought her mouth lower and underneath to kiss and tease each ball with her mouth and tongue. She felt his sharp intake of breath as she sucked one into her mouth gently. As she let its fullness slip out of her mouth, she got up from her kneeling position and placed each of her legs on either side of his thighs and straddled him. She moved up along him until she was kissing him. 

As his hands slid up her thighs to cup her behind, she reached behind and took hold of his hands and brought them up next to his shoulders. While she had him pinned in this way, she slid up his body. He could feel the hard tips of her nipples brush against his legs, over his stomach and across his chest. As she reached his neck, he tried once again to bring his hands up to touch her. She pushed them firmly back to the bed and on either side of his shoulders. As she explored his ears and neck with her lips and teeth, she positioned herself directly over him so that just the head of his cock was at her entrance. He could feel the hot wetness just at the tip and it was almost unbearable for him. She slowly slid down over him, tightening and loosening her inner muscles. As she used her muscles to squeeze him he tried once again to move his hands. This time she did not have the strength to prevent it. 

Using his body strength and hands, he sat up while still inside of her and carefully rolled her over onto her back. She was amazed that he could accomplish this and still be completely enveloped within her. She tried to bring her arms up and around him, but he whispered, "Two can play that game, my love." 

He not so gently placed her hands above her head and held them there. He slowly began to move within her while kissing her softly. As he slowly thrust and slid against her, she could feel every inch of him fill her. It was as if he had been made to fit her like a piece to a puzzle. As he continued to move inside of her he drew back to look at her and she tried to move her arms from their pinned position behind her head. "Please..." she whimpered. 

He began to thrust more insistently against her as he bent his head to take a nipple between his teeth and flick it with his tongue. She felt as if electric shocks had passed through her and she began to thrust her hips in a perfect give and take with his. Her arms strained against his, but he didn't yield. "Tell me you are mine," he roughly whispered. 

"I am yours forever," she answered in gasps. With those words he thrust into her hard and deep just once and she reached her peak as he accomplished his own release. All that could be heard was the sounds of their labored breathing and their damp bodies moving against each other. 

As the afternoon wore on, they alternately memorized each other's bodies and lay in each other's arms whispering and giving of themselves to each other, body, mind and soul. Finally, the time came to part. They slowly drove back to the airport, fingers entwined. As the time came for him to board his plane, tears came to her eyes. He looked at her and said, "This is only the first time of many, my love. I am always with you. We will be together someday, I promise you this." He bent and kissed her one last, lingering time, brushed a tear from her cheek and turned and disappeared onto the plane. She wiped the tears from her eyes, as his plane took off, confident in the knowledge that they belonged to each other and that this first time would not be the last.



First Time



The cool air washed over my body as I stepped out of the shower When I looked in the bathroom mirror, I noticed that the cooler air had caused my nipples to harden. I ran my fingers over my nipples and felt a quick jolt of pleasure flow through my body. Was it the cool air, or the excitement I had felt all day, or for that matter all week! Tonight was to my husband Bill's and my first visit to a an off-premise swing club located in a city close to where we lived. 

Bill and I had been talking about investigating the swinging lifestyle for months. We had picked up several swinging contact magazines and read what little information other magazines had printed on the lifestyle and had finally decided to take the leap and find out what it was all about. 

As I stood looking at my body in the mirror, I recalled the one single event that had finally motivated us to go further than just talking about it. It came when a couple we had been friends with for years, Tom and Nancy, admitted over drinks one evening two weeks ago that they had been in the lifestyle for several years. They went on to say that they did not discuss it openly with many of their non-swinging friends because few were open-minded enough to accept such an alternative lifestyle. Bill and I smiled at each other when we heard that remark, remembering the few times we had discussed such things with close friends and the shocked looks we had recieved from them as a result. 

When I heard that remark, I tried to keep from being surprised by their admission myself. Tom and Nancy had been good friends but I would never have thought they were swingers. While both quite attractive, they did not look anything like what I thought "swingers" would look like. Their wholesome good looks reminded me more of the local PTA organizers than a couple involved in this kind of lifestyle. When I made a remark to them about that, they smiled and said that the people in swinging were a cross section of society: rich, poor, young, old, beautiful, not so beautiful, and everything in between. 

Tom and Nancy went on to explain that swinging was not right for most couples. In general, they said, many couples did not have the communication skills necessary for such a lifestyle. Besides that, most couples could not handle such things as jealousy and performance anxiety common in many beginning couples. They went on to say that it takes a very special couple to handle the unique emotional and relationship issues of the lifestyle. They explained that many couples try to get started in the lifestyle for all the wrong reasons. Those couples that were usually the happiest, and most successful, did not get started in swinging to fix something wrong in their relationship, rather to make it better by adding to it. 

Tom and Nancy further explained the positive effect swinging had had in their relationship. How they felt closer than they had before, the increase level of excitement that it brought to their "private", as they called it, sex life, and the close friends that it had brought into their lives. As the evening wore on, they said that it was clear that we had some interest in swinging and that if, after discussing what we had heard, we wished to explore it further, to let them know and they would help us meet some other couples in the lifestyle.

Discuss it we did! It seemed that was all we talked about for the next week or so. Finally, one night I came out and asked Bill if he wanted to go ahead and find out more, to take Tom and Nancy up on their offer to help us. The answer was the an enthusiastic yes, as if there was any doubt, and I have to admit my level of enthusiasm was at least as great as his. 

A phone call to our mentors, Tom and Nancy, quickly followed, and they suggested we accompany them to an off-premise social club, The Chariot, that swingers attended on weekends. Nancy explained to me that it was a low pressure atmosphere that we would enjoy. It would give us an opportunity to meet some other couples without any pressure to participate in any way. She assured us that if we decided that the lifestyle was not right for us that we would have a good time and they would enjoy our company. We agreed on the following Saturday and made plans to meet them for dinner before going to the club. 

The phone lines burned between our house and Tom and Nancy's during the following week. It seemed as if we had a hundred questions to ask. All of them were answered with the paitence of a couple of old pros at the swinging game. Nancy explained to me one evening, after I had apologized for all the questions, that our questions and concerns were typical, and expected, and that there was no reason to apologize for anything. 

One question in particular had me concerned, as silly as I admit it was, what to wear? Nancy suggested a shopping trip and we hit the malls. Her suggestions were quite valuable and I finally began to feel like I was ready for this expedition into the world of swinging. 

Meanwhile the phone lines were not the only thing burning. The sheets of our marital bed were a little toasty as well. Our lovemaking had not been this intense, or frequent, since our honeymoon. We wondered if this was what Tom and Nancy were talking about. When I mentioned it to Nancy during our shopping trip, she simply smiled and said that we hadn't seen anything yet, wait until we experienced the "after", it would be even better than the "before" that we were now going through. 

I smiled to my reflection in the mirror, recalling that comment as I continued my preparations for our night out. I applied my make-up, using a little more than is usual for me, fixed my hair and began to get dressed. I couldn't help but occasionally rub my still hard nipples or slide my hand across my ass and slightly excited pussy. The combination of excitement and nervousness was running rampant through my body as I got ready. 

When I was finally done I checked myself in the full length mirror in our bedroom. Not bad for a 34 year old mother of two, I said to myself. The outfit that Nancy and I had so carefully planned was a total success, I thought. I was wearing a a black silk teddy with sphagetti straps and a T- back which prominently displayed my firm, medium sized tits. I had topped off my outfit with a miniskirt, garter belt and hose, and 4 inch heels. I had wanted to have a sophisticated yet naughty look and I think the outfit had achieved those expectations to the fullest. I especially liked the way the silk rubbed against my breasts and kept my nipples hard, raising the fabric like two little tent poles on my chest. The silk of the teddy also rubbed sensuously against my freshly shaved pussy. I also liked the way my legs looked perched on top of the heels. I had never owned a pair of "fuck-me pumps", as Nancy called them, always thinking of them as impractical, but I was very happy with the image now before me. I put on a jacket and went to go find Bill downstairs and see if he was ready to go. 

When I joined him downstairs I was a little surprised. He had discarded his glasses in favor of the contacts he rarely wore and was wearing some tight slacks that nicely outlined the contours of his ass. He had chosen a black T-shirt that was wrapped around his well proportined chest and trim waist and had topped it off with a raw silk jacket. Very delectable, even if he is my own husband of 11 years. 

When he saw me, I could see the surprise on his face also. My shopping trip with Nancy had been a big secret so he had no idea about what I was going to wear. That look told me it had definitely been a success. There was raw lust in those eyes, the kind of lust this outfit was intended to create. It was clear that I might need to reconsider my wardrobe and re- evaluate the household budget to do some more shopping, especially if this was the result. 

Bill swept me into his arms and kissed me and I said, "I take it you like my outfit." Of course I knew the answer, especially as I felt the stirrings in his slacks. 

"I love the outfit, you sure you want to go out tonight, we might want to stay here and have some fun by ourselves," he said as he playfully squeezed my nipple. 

I felt the electric sensations shoot from my breast through my body, "I know that wasn't a serious question, I know how much you have been looking forward to tonight," I replied. "Besides, who says we can't have some fun when we get home tonight, if you're up to it," I countered. 

"That sounds like an offer I can't refuse. In that case let's go," he replied. 

We met Tom and Nancy for dinner at a restaurant close to The Chariot. Over a great dinner and a couple of bottles of wine we discussed what we could expect later. The wine helped settle the butterflies in my stomach, but only increased my level of excitement and anticipation. We were finally going to do it! I had to keep reminding myself that we were only here to check it out, but I couldn't help but feel that much more was in store for us before the night was over. Bill and I had discussed the possibilities and had agreed that we would kind of go with the flow. We had, after it was suggested by Tom and Nancy, worked out a system of non-verbal signs to let each other know what we thought about whatever situation might later develop. 

We felt like we had talked everything out and were going into this experience fully informed and prepared. At least that was what we told ourselves. I must say that Bill was very supportive of me, and had made it very clear that if, at any point, I felt uncomfortable that I should let him know and we would make a polite but hasty retreat. From what Nancy had told me, that would probably not be necessary, however, the support I got from my husband did make me feel a lot more secure in the decision to attend tonight's festivities. 

Besides the support I was receiving from Bill, I got the definite impression that Tom and Nancy were going to be keeping their eyes on us, making sure everything went well. The fact that we had a couple of veterans to hold our hands was very reassuring to both of us. And besides, I thought, as I admired the couple sitting across from us, I wouldn't mind a little hand holding, or whatever needed to be held, from them. I had on more than one occasion admired the bulge in Tom's slacks, wondering what pleasures might be hidden there. Nancy's stories of Tom's sexual prowess had resulted in more than a few fantasies on that topic. And from what Nancy had told me of her discussion with him about me, the feeling was definitely mutual. 

As my view moved over to Nancy I couldn't help but think about what it would be like to be with another woman. Nancy made no secret of the fact that she was bi-sexual. She claimed that many, if not a majority, of the women in the lifestyle were bi-sexual. Our shopping trip and frequent phone conversations in the last few weeks seemed to have drawn us even closer than before. I thought back to the clumsy adventures I had shared with a roommate in college, but this was different, very different. Nancy was a mature, experienced woman who I was sure could teach me a thing or two. I caught myself staring at the ripe expanse of Nancy's cleavage, my mind lost in her accounts of their swinging experiences, including more than a few about some of her female lovers. 

Before I knew it, dinner was over, the plates had been cleared away and we prepared to be on our way to the next phase of what I had come to think of as the "The Great Expedition." It had become, after all, an expedition not only into the world of swinging but also an exploration of the limits of our own sexuality. 

During the short drive to The Chariot, Bill and I talked excitedly about what we could expect to find at the club. Tom and Nancy had given us a full run down, but the level of excitement and expectation was overwhelming. When we arrived, Nancy took me inside the dark depths of the small club while Tom and Bill paid the cover to the doorman. We quickly found a table and caught the attention of a cocktail waitress and ordered a round of drinks. When our husbands joined us, Nancy asked me to accompany her to the ladies room. 

I couldn't help but check out the other people at the club as we walked towards the ladies room. Even though it was still early and no where near full, I could see that Tom and Nancy's description of the couples in the lifestyle were definitely accurate. I saw an older couple that reminded me of some friends of my parents. In another corner I saw a young couple, he looked as if he could have been a college football player and she had the fresh good looks of a cheer leader. Every other combination and permutation of humanity was represented by the customers of the club. 

I told Nancy of my observations when we entered the ladies room and she simply smiled, as if to say "I told you so." We also discussed my first impressions as we freshened our make up and chit chatted a little. She told me how pleased she had been with the results of our shopping trip and how handsome she thought Bill looked as well. She assured us that we would be a great hit with the other couples tonight. Without thinking, I turned to her and kissed her and then thanked her for all her help and support. 

She returned my kiss and said, "We'll see how tonight goes then we can discuss how you can thank me properly," a lusty smile on her lips. 

I felt my pussy throb as I contemplated the possible meaning of her comment. 

We returned to our table and rejoined our husbands. I couldn't help but watch the other people in the club as I sat sipping my drink. My mind wandered as my eyes absorbed the sights around me. I was particularly engrossed by the sexy dress of the women. The club was quickly filling now and we had a good view of the entrance and I checked out each couple as they entered. The dance floor began to become more active and the DJ responded. The music became more sultry and sensual. Dance styles which emphasized full body contact seemed to be the most popular as the evening progressed. 

A slow blues song came on over the sound system and Tom asked me to dance. I quickly accepted and we were soon embracing on the dance floor. Tom's lean, strong, swimmers build felt good as he led me around the dance floor. I could feel the firmness of my taut nipples pressed against the hardness of his chest and the bulge of his cock against my own crotch. As Tom turned me I saw Bill and Nancy dancing across the floor from us. Her large breasts spilling from her top and pressed against his chest. I sudden thrill of excitement shot through me when I felt Tom's hand slide from my waist to cup my ass. 

I had to admit the feeling of this man's arms around me felt deliciously good. If dancing with him felt this good and aroused me this much, what would it be like to have him in bed, I wondered. As I pondered this thought and realized my pussy was becoming moist with a dew of excitement, the song ended and we went back to the table. 

As the night progressed we continued to drink, dance, and laugh. Several of Tom and Nancy's friends stopped by and we were introduced to them. A few stopped and would enter into longer conversations with us and I got the feeling that most of these people were genuinely friendly, open people. The kind of people I would like as friends, I recall thinking at the time. 

I danced to several songs with both Tom and Bill. When dancing with Bill we would get the opportunity to talk for a few moments alone and do a quick status check. "What do you think so far, are you having a good time, what did you think of him or her," etc., seemed to be the topics of most of these discussions. As the night went on we seemed to really relax and have a good time. These people, and especially our friends Tom and Nancy really put us at ease and made the entire experience more enjoyable for both of us. 

At one point, the DJ announced it was "girls dance", and Nancy quickly grabbed my hand and led me to dance floor. I was quickly surrounded by Nancy and a few of her female friends that I had met earlier in the evening. These "cluster dances" seemed to revolve around a bump and grind technique that had me extremely hot. I recall the sensation of my hard nipples pressed into the pillowy flesh of Nancy's breasts while she humped my increasingly wet pussy on her thigh. Meanwhile, Nancy's petite, and up to this point I had thought of as demure, friend Jill was pressing her crotch into my ass and occasionally squeezing the firm globes of my ass. Needless to say, it was a very exciting dance, and it reminded me how hot and sexy these women were. They had all seemed to check the prim and proper ladylike attitudes, that society has expected of them, at the door. And to be honest, I was glad! I certainly had. The horny little bitch in me was beginning to blossom and I was both shocked and happy by this revelation. 

I looked over at the table, and saw Tom and Bill intently watching the events occurring on the dance floor. During the brief glance I got of them I noticed that both seemed a little shocked as well. I'm sure my husband was surprised that his darling wife had turned into such a hot number. 

When the song was over I kissed Nancy, and we found ourselves 

locked into a passionate kiss in the middle of the dance floor. The funny thing was that no one else seemed to notice. I guess it wasn't all that unusual, considering the make-up of the crowd. I also noticed as we walked back to the table that there was a large wet spot on the hose on Nancy's thigh. Oooops! 

The lady's dance seemed to be the signal, because everything seemed to get wilder and wilder. The only rule seemed to be to have as good a time as was legal. We were in "public" after all. The limits were definitely being stretched. I saw several couples kissing and making out on the dance floor and at the surrounding tables. While I wasn't nearly drunk, the alcohol had had its effect on me and I joined in as much as I could. Several of Nancy's friends came over and asked us to dance, both individually and as a group and we frequently ended up in tight clusters on the dance floor. 

Nancy signaled me to join her for a "potty break" and we headed off for the ladies room. When we entered the relative quiet of the restroom, she informed me that we had been invited back over to Jill and her husband Ben's house for a small party. Would we be interested? She went on to explain that Jill and Ben were old friends and great lovers and we would also be joined by another couple Tina and Jim. We had met both couples during the course of the evening and had shared several dances. I told her that I would discuss it with Bill and let her know. Nancy said that Tom was telling Bill as we spoke and that they should let them know what our decision was. She went on to explain that if we didn't want to go that would be OK, they understood. This was, after all, our first time and there would be no pressure to participate. 

Bill and I went off to discuss the invitation and it was clear that he was as excited as I was about this opportunity to "get into the swing of things." We quickly headed back to join Tom and Nancy and confessed that we would love to join them. Our response was greeted by warm smiles and hugs from our new friends and Tom said, "we're glad ya'll decided to come along, but just remember, there's no pressure to join in, go at your own pace, OK?" 

Jill and Ben and Tina and Jim joined us and I said, "Well what are we waiting for?" With that we were off for the next phase of "The Great Expedition." 

Before I go on with the rest of this story let me tell you a little about our four newest friends that were soon to become even closer friends. I've told you a little about Jill. When you first meet her she looks as if she would be more comfortable teaching Sunday school than hanging out in a swing bar. In this case, appearances can be very deceiving. She is a small petite lady with luscious, large tits and a tight very inviting ass. After having gotten to know her better at the club, I learned that she can be one hell of a party'er. Nancy told me that Jill has a reputation for getting a party started. In contrast to his petite wife, Ben is large man that looks more like an NFL linebacker than the lawyer that he is. I was fascinated by his large hands and my mind kept wandering back to the old saying about men with large hands. They are in their early forties and have been into swinging for about ten years. 




First Time



Jim and Tina are a young couple in their mid twenties who have been in the lifestyle for about two years. Tina is a tall, statuesque blond with small firm tits, a nice round ass, and these long, great looking legs. Jim is very tall, at least 6'5", with a slim body that reminded me of a cheetah, made for speed, I thought. He has these luscious lips that look like they are begging to be kissed and soft, blue eyes you just want to melt into. 

As we followed the caravan of cars heading off to Jill and Ben's house, Bill and I discussed the erotic potential of our new friends. It seemed as if our participation in a "party", as they called it, was a foregone conclusion. Neither of us had any reservations and we both were ready for whatever the evening brought our way. Bill admitted that he had been really turned on watching me during the lady's dance and asked if I was interested in getting together with the girls tonight. I told him I wasn't sure, that I would play it by ear, there was just so many new things happening at once I didn't want to rush it. I did say that I wasn't totally against the idea, however. 

After a short five minute drive we arrived at our destination. Ben quickly made everyone at home and got busy fixing drinks for everyone. Not wanting to overdo the alcohol, Bill and I elected to switch to coffee and Ben quickly had a pot brewing. I noticed that Jill had disappeared and then reappeared suddenly, wearing a silk robe. She invited everyone to get comfortable and soon everyone was shedding their clothes. I gave a quick look to Bill and said to myself, "what the hell, when in Rome..." 

Jill invited everyone to follow her back to the "party room." She sure lived up to her reputation, she didn't waste anytime with pleasantries. Not that I minded, I was as anxious to get started as anyone. Dressed in only in my garter belt and hose, I was first in line to follow her. The party room turned out to be a large bedroom with several large mattresses on the floor, built in drawers for what Jill called "her toys", and an adjoining bathroom which featured a large shower and a bidet. 

As I watched Jill remove the robe and sensuously slide onto the mattress, I felt a pair of arms slide around me. I turned slightly and saw Tom's familiar face. 

"Would anyone care to join me," asked Jill seductively? 

"Would you like to join in," Tom asked? 

"I'd love too," I replied. 

I looked over towards Bill and saw that Nancy had him well taken care of, her tongue probing deeply in his mouth. I joined Tom on the mattress and our lips met in a prolonged and passionate kiss. His lips moved to suck my earlobes and nibble my neck as I shuddered and felt excited chills run through my body. Tom's mouth moved slowly across my chest to my breasts and my nipple was soon buried in his mouth as he suckled and nibbled on their sensitive tips. 

A soft moan escaped my lips as I lay on the mattress, giving myself up to the sweet sensations that Tom was producing in my body. I turned my head slightly and saw, for the first time what else was going on in the room. My handsome husband was reclined next to me and Nancy was giving him what looked like a great blow job. I watched with a certain degree of awe as she took his 7" inches deep into her throat. Deep throating Bill's cock was something that I had attempted but was physically unable to accomplish. Maybe some lessons were in order, I thought to myself. 

Bill's eyes met mine and it was clearly apparent that we were both enjoying the moment. The pangs of jealousy that I had feared never entered my mind and, to be honest, I found watching him with Nancy to be a great turn-on. Tom's mouth had begun a journey which led to my wet pussy. My eyes left Bill's as I watched our other playmates in action. My eyes took in the lusty scene as Jill kneeled before Jim, sucking on his long thin cock, her tongue occasionally washing his balls and then quickly returning to his cock. Jill obviously enjoyed sucking cock, her soft, enthusiastic moans filled the room as she continued to work on Jim's hardness. Ben's large head was buried between Tina's long legs. Her hands were busy alternating between pulling Ben's head deeper into her pussy and pulling on the long, hard nipples perched atop her small, firm tits. 

My attention was directed back to Tom as he began to intensify his efforts on my cunt. He was flicking his tongue across my clit, sending electric spasms of pleasure through my body. His fingers soon joined the action, sliding deep into my sopping wet pussy. I felt the passion increase in my body and the insistent rumbling of an approaching orgasm stir deep in my belly. I felt movement next to me and saw that Nancy had swung her ass around and was mounting Bill in a 69 position. I couldn't help but reach out and stroke the beautiful lushness her ass as my husband buried his face into the folds of her mons. I also noticed that Jill was taking Jim's cock deep and fast into the recesses of her mouth, groaning around it's hardness as she did so. She suddenly cried out, begging him to give her his cum. His body tensed and he issued a wild roar and I watched as he pumped his load into the depths of her throat. Tina was thrusting her hips up into Ben's face, her legs wrapped tightly around his head and her hands pulling wildly at her nipples, and she came, her hips wildly gyrating against his face. Tina's moans of pleasure filled the confines of the room as her orgasm peaked. 

Suddenly, the fingers and tongue which I had enjoyed so much were gone. I looked back toward Tom and saw him holding his very hard, very large cock between my legs. The vacuum left by his mouth and fingers was quickly replaced as his cock slid through the welcoming portal of my cunt. A loud cry of pure pleasure spilled from my lips and filled the room as my pussy attempted to adjust to his length and girth. He slowly slid deep into my cunt and I was soon filled with more cock than I had ever thought possible. I felt so full, yet at the same time so wonderful as he began to slowly thrust in and out of my quivering depths. I relaxed the muscles in my cunt and accepted it, taking everything he had to offer. 

I was suddenly brought back to reality by the touch of a warm hand on my breast. I discovered that the hand belonged to none other than Nancy, who was now straddling Bill's hips, his cock impaled deep in her. She continued to caress my breast and I reached up and felt the weight of her tit in the palm of my hand. Her smile and the look on her face told me that she was enjoying Bill's cock as much as I was Tom's. Our eyes met for a long moment and we shared the pleasure that we were experiencing. She leaned over to me and our lips met and we shared a level of intimacy I had never felt with another woman. The fact that her husband was continuing to fuck me with that big cock of his only seemed to add to the intimacy and sharing of that moment. 

As our lips parted and she returned to the business of fucking herself on Bill's cock, my eyes moved to Bill and I saw that Nancy was not the only one enjoying herself. His hands were cupping her ass, helping her drive herself onto the length of his cock. A cock that I knew so well, and that had produced so much pleasure in my own body over the years. As I lay there, feeling Tom's cock continue to drive deep into my pussy, I relished in the fact that we could share this. I reflected on how we could fuck other people, but at the same time enjoy the experience and share in each other's pleasure. The pleasure experienced by the man I loved only seemed to add to my own and expand on it. 

My eyes shifted over towards our playmates and I saw that Ben had now mounted Tina and was driving his big cock deep into her. Jim was recuperating from Jill's oral efforts and playing voyeur while Jill moved over to join her husband and Tina. She was soon busy sucking on Tina's tits while her husband thrust into pussy. Tina's legs were wrapped around Ben's hips, encouraging him to pump into her harder and deeper. He was giving her what she wanted and Tina's cries soon began to echo through the room. 

Another series of moans and cries of pleasure joined Tina's, and I was a little surprised when I discovered they were my own. Tom increased the pace of his strokes into my profusely lubricating pussy and I felt the familiar sensation of my orgasmic peak approaching. 

"Yea, give it to her Tom, fuck her good," Nancy exhorted him on, obviously enjoying the sight of her husband fucking my aroused body. 

"YES Pleeeze, fuck me, it feels soooo good," I cried. The sensations of my approaching climax which began as a fire between my legs then shot from my pussy through my body, my screams of release soon filled the expanse of the room. I vaguely heard Tina's cries of release rise and join my own as she too reached her peak. 

Tom continued to thrust wildly into my cunt and his groans harmonized with my own as I once again rose toward orgasm. From somewhere in the fog of near orgasm I heard Bill's voice encouraging me, "Yea baby cum, cum." His hand reached over and pulled on my nipple, knowing that to be a sure fire trigger when I'm close to cumming. 

With a tremendous thrust that shook me, Tom buried his bursting cock deep and my pussy muscles spasmed around the length of his cock as he pumped his load into my depths. I drifted off into that wonderful mist of post-orgasmic euphoria as I felt Tom's cock finally come to rest, embedded within me and felt his body slump on top of my own, his weight reassuring and warm. The room echoed with the wet sounds of sex and the sighs of pleasure from the other participants in our party, punctuated by Tina's orgasmic cries, creating an erotic backdrop to my descent into sensuous relaxation. 

As I slowly drifted back to awareness of my surrounding, I heard Nancy cries and saw that she was vigorously grinding her cunt down onto Bill's cock. Her face was contorted in pleasure, as was Bill's. Bill's hips were thrusting up into her, meeting her hips with a slapping sound. The urgency of their movements made it clear they were close to reaching their own orgasms. 

I felt Tom move and felt his softening cock slide out of my cunt, our combined juices flowing out and coating my sex and rolling down the cleft of my ass. It was a wickedly sensuous sensation and I loved it. Tom moved over behind Nancy, caressing her ass as she continued to fuck Bill. Feeling a little more animated myself and rolled over on my side to join my husband and share in his pleasure. My lips met his and we kissed, his ragged breath and soft groans filling my mouth. I reached over and felt for Nancy's breast and began to gently pull on her taut nipples just as she began to cum. 

"OHHH GOD YES, I'm cummming," she screamed. Her cries seemed to reach a peak, recede, and then peak again and again as she came over and over. Bill's familiar moans signaling his own orgasm rose to meet Nancy's and his body trembled as his sperm jetted into Nancy's quivering pussy. She slumped forward and I relinquished Bill's lips to his newest lover, allowing them to share this moment together. 

My view was directed over to the other members of our group. Ben's roar filled my ears as he buried his cock into Tina's writhing body. Jim had joined their arrangement of bodies, he sucked on one breast while Jill was busy at the other. Jim's orgasm triggered another by Tina and they came together, accompanied by the mingled sounds of their pleasure. 

The room was suddenly quiet, as compared to the earlier melody our combined assortment of moans, groans, and cries had created. All that could be heard was the soft, quick breathing as we all attempted to catch our breath and recover from our earlier exertions and the soft hum of a ceiling fan. There were naked, sweaty bodies strewn across the expanse of the room. 

When he had recovered, Jill dispatched Ben to get refreshments for parched throats which had only moments before been filled with the cries of ecstasy. Nancy rolled over and I felt her soft face against my thigh. 

"I hope you don't mind, but I love to clean up behind Tom," she said. 

"Please do, don't let me stop you from doing what you enjoy," I giggled. With that, I felt her soft face, so different from any man's, nestled between my thighs and begin to lick the juices that coated my nether regions. The sensation of her tongue on the soft expanse of my thighs was almost electric. My body was still sensitized by the recent orgasms which had flooded it. She lifted my legs and I draped them over her shoulders and I soon felt her tongue against my labia which had so recently clasped the hardness of her husband's cock. Her tongue feasted on our mingled juices as she ran it from my puckered asshole to my clit. The brief contact of her tongue on my clit produced a shudder throughout my body but it soon passed as she glued her mouth to the opening of my cunt, drinking deeply from the juices there. 

"Ummmm, you taste so good," she moaned, her breath warm on my pussy lips. My hands had unconsciously found their way to her head and were buried in her hair, pulling her even deeper into my pussy. 

Summoning all my courage, I said, "Would you care to share some of what you've got with me." 

"Glad to," she replied. She moved around and offered me her pussy, suspended over my face even while she continued to feast on my pussy. I stared up at the shiny glow of her juicy nether lips, studying their form and beauty. Here goes nothing, I said to myself and reached up to pull her dripping pussy down to my waiting mouth. With the cheeks of her ass filling the palms of my hands, I buried my face into the soft, shaved recess of Nancy's pussy. I had always loved the taste of Bill's cum, but the taste of it combined with Nancy's sweet juices was more than I could have hoped for. I reveled in the sensation of her soft thighs around my face, the sweetness and saltiness of their juices on my tongue, and the aroma of sex in my nose. It was a totally sensual experience. This does not even take into account the feeling of her tongue and lips on my own sex as she continued the assault on it, providing me with the pleasure only another woman can give. In addition, I could feel the softness of our breasts against each other's bellies, their hard nipples pressing deeply into the flesh. 

I continued to lick and suck on the exposed flesh of her pussy lips, not exactly sure what to do, following what she was doing and trying to copy what I liked to have done to my own. Apparently, I was successful because I soon heard, and felt, Nancy's soft sighs into my pussy as she expressed her pleasure. Likewise, I was soon moaning my pleasure into her pussy as she moved her attention to my clit. I could feel the pressure of my swollen pussy lips and enlarged, erect clit beneath her tongue. My tongue also moved to her clit and I enjoyed feeling it respond to my efforts. My most deeply rooted and longest held inhibitions were washed away as I continued with my initiation into the joys of bisexuality. 

She has a large clit and I liked the way it felt against my tongue. Following her lead, I wrapped my lips around her clit and softly sucked on it while continuing to flick my tongue against its head. Her guttural moans vibrated against my clit and I felt the arousal once again build in my body. The juice from Nancy's pussy flowed freely into my mouth as I released a groan that came from deep in my throat. 

Her juice coated finger began to rub softly against my asshole and I couldn't help but move my hips, inviting her to go further. The finger quickly accepted the invitation and slid, hesitantly at first and then with more confidence, halfway into the warm recess of my ass. A loud moan escaped my lips and I felt the muscles of my rectum opening to accept it, trying to pull it in deeper. Nancy obliged and her finger was soon plunging in and out of my ass. 

The combination of Nancy's finger in my ass and her mouth on my cunt had me soaring to ever higher levels of arousal. It felt as if my pussy was gushing forth juice and Nancy would occasionally move her mouth down to suck up the flow. Nancy sensed my approaching orgasm and her mouth began to relentlessly suck on my trigger, driving me over the edge. Giving myself up to the pleasure, my cries of release filled the room and my orgasm peaked. Nancy drove her invading finger all the way into my ass and pleasurable sensations crashed throughout my aroused body. 

Somehow I continued my own efforts through my orgasm and my cries of release only seemed to fuel Nancy's pleasure. Her own imminent climax was fast approaching, as she became caught up in the excitement of the moment. I slid a finger into the copious flow of juice coming from her pussy and placed it against the rosebud of her ass. Her hips thrust back and buried my finger in her ass and I felt the muscle grab at it. Her load groans, muffled by her thighs tightly clenching my head, rose in pitch and volume as she peaked and came. Her ass clasped my finger tightly as I felt the orgasm churn through her body. 

When Nancy and I untangled our bodies, I saw that our male partners, reclined around the room, seemingly enjoying the show that we women provided. Most were casually stroking their semi-erect cocks, certain in that they would be needed soon. A few feet away, I saw Jill and Tina sharing a double headed dildo buried deep in their pussies. Their legs were entwined and their hands clasped each other's as they pumped the dildo into their cunts. 

Nancy leaned over and hugged me, licking her own shining juices from my face as she did so. "Jill just loves her toys, especially when she has someone to share them with. Would you care to join them," she asked. 

I nodded my consent and we moved over to join the two women so obviously enjoying being joined in such an erotic manner. Nancy lowered her face to their joined sexes and alternated between licking their exposed clits, two audible groans mingled in the air as Nancy's tongue went to work. I meanwhile, moved to Jill's D-cup breasts and began to suck and lick the luscious flesh they offered. 

"Yea, that's it, suck on my tits, I love to have them sucked, I like them nibbled on too, OHHH YEA!," she moaned. My teeth bore down on yielding flesh of her hard nipple as my hand softly pinched the other. 

"YES, YES, just like that," she cried. "I'M GONNA CUM, don't stop, don't stop, AHHHH." Jill's hips rocked back into Tina's exposed pussy, burying the dildo as far as possible and her orgasm washed over her body, her hand clutching me tightly to her breast. 

When Jill's hand had freed my head, I moved over to Tina. She reached up and pulled my head to her so that my lips were against the full softness of her own. Her moans filled my mouth as she continued to drive the dildo deep into her own pussy, striving for her own release. I moved my mouth to her breast and I couldn't help but compare the firm tightness of her B-cups to the lush softness of Jill's. Both were wonderful in their own right, but so different. Her nipples were very hard and stood out like two pencil erasers, firm against my tongue. 

"Yea, I like them sucked hard, please," she begged softly. I began to suck, occasionally swiping my tongue across them while alternating back and forth. I pulled on one with my fingers while sucking on the other. Tina's hips picked up the pace of her thrusts on the dildo as she continued to grind into it. Nancy's mouth was firmly attached to Tina's clit as she assisted by thrusting the dildo in and out of both of their love holes with her free hand. 

Tina's orgasmic cries filled the room and I watched as Nancy's face was drenched by Tina as she shot her juice out of her pussy. I had heard of female ejaculation of course, but had never actually seen it and I was totally mesmerized by the sight. Tina's body seemed to go into convulsions as her orgasm went on and on and she continued to gyrate on the rubber cock buried in her spasming cunt. A fierceness filled her features as the lust overwhelmed her and her orgasm continued to flow through her passion washed body. Meanwhile, Jill rushed to meet her with another of her own orgasms and their screams of ecstasy mingled. Finally their bodies relaxed and they collapsed on the mattress completely spent. 




First Time



My mind quickly flew to the question of where I could get a double dildo of my own. I made a note to ask Nancy at the first opportunity, this was definitely something I wanted to check out for myself. 

I needed a break, that was certain. I grabbed Nancy's hand and led her to the bathroom. My legs were a little rubbery as we retreated from the party room. 

"Having a good time," she asked after we were in the bathroom. 

"God yes," I replied, "I don't think I've come that hard in years, and I loved eating your pussy, it was everything I hoped it would be and more, but you gotta tell me where I can get one of those dildos." 

"Sounds like a good excuse to go shopping at the toy store. Maybe I ought to show you my toy collection before we go, you might find something else you gotta have," she said with a wicked smile. 

"I'm sure you might have a few suggestions, does this offer include a test drive of a few of your favorite toys," I giggled? 

"Absolutely, I'm fully in favor of an informed consumer," she replied with a girlish smile on her face. 

We took a quick shower and Nancy's soapy hands felt great on my body. I was tempted to continue with her in the shower but I wanted to get back to the party, certain of the fact that Nancy and I would have plenty of time to spend with each other in the future. The party took a small break as everyone used the opportunity to take a quick shower and replenish lost bodily fluids before we continued. As I sat with Bill, drinking a glass of wine, I reflected on the fact that we had certainly fallen in with a group of hard-core party animals, not that I was complaining. 

The action was quick to begin again. Jill came over to Tom and Bill and said, "I haven't been fucked by any of you big strong men yet and I think its time to make up for lost time. Would you care to help take care of little ole me." 

Tom was quick to answer for both of them and said, "It would be our pleasure ma'am, especially seeing how you have been so horribly deprived of our masculine prowess." Jill's face lit up with a grin and they found some open space to lay down. 

That left Ben, Jim, Tina, Nancy and I to devise something for ourselves. We all fell into a tangle of bodies. A few of the details remain a little fuzzy in my mind but I recall a steady stream of cocks, pussies, and tits as we attempted to find as many combinations as theoretically possible. I recall having Ben fucking me doggy style while I gluttonously fed on Tina's pussy. Meanwhile, Nancy took Jim's long thin cock in her ass while she grunted her pleasure to the world and Tina sucked the full mounds of her tits. 

Later, I sat on Tina's face, her tongue plunged deep into my cunt and her nose rubbing against my clit while Ben fucked her and sucked my nipples. Nancy was screaming for Jim to give him his cock. They were a frenzy of activity, his cock thrusting wildly into her upturned, beautiful bottom. As they strived toward orgasm it seemed to drive Tina, Ben, and I on. Our orgasms seemed to merge and flow between the five of us and a cacophony of moans, groans, screams, grunts, and roars of pleasure filled my ears. 

At one point I looked over towards Jill and saw that Bill was busy with his head between her thighs while Tom was sliding his big cock between her mammoth tits and she was sucking on its large mushroom- shaped head. I was distracted by my own partners for a few minutes and lost track of the action. Later I looked over to see that she was sandwiched between Tom and Bill. Tom's big cock was stretching her cunt open while my husband's was planted deep in her ass. 

"She loves that," Nancy whispered to me, "She says there's nothing like having both her holes filled with two hard cocks." 

Knowing how much Bill loved anal sex, I was sure he was thoroughly enjoying himself. My own curiosity was also raised, I had always wondered what it would feel like to have two cocks at the same time and I had certainly enjoyed having Bill's cock stuffed in my rear passage on more than one occasion. I put the possibility of this sex act on the back burner for a later occasion, but I realized it probably wouldn't remain there for long. My reflection on Jill's predicament was not long lasted as Tina's persistent tongue and Ben's mouth on my nipples brought me back to the reality of my own pleasure. 

I had not yet sampled Jim's cock, and I intended to do so before the night was over. When he returned from washing up, I approached him and our bodies were soon entwined on the mattress. I stretched across his tall form and took his soft cock in my hungry mouth. My efforts were quickly rewarded by the swelling of his cock which soon reached its full length. My tongue savored the saltiness of his pre-cum as I continued to fuck his dick with my mouth. It fit comfortably in my mouth and I reveled in the sensation of it pumping through my lips and across my tongue and his masculine smell filling my nose. As his lust increased, he began humping and driving his cock into the softness of my sucking mouth. 

As much as I enjoyed the experience of having his cock in my mouth, and as much as I would have loved to enjoy the feeling of throbbing ejaculation in my mouth, I desperately needed the itch between my legs satisfied. I rolled him over and said, "Come here big boy, I have a good place for that dick, care to make a very horny lady happy?" 

"Never let it be said that I was not more than happy to accommodate a willing lady," he said with a smile on his face. 

I reached out for his long cock and led him to my waiting portal. Within seconds I was enjoying the feeling as he slid through the shaved lips of my cunt. I had already decided to keep my pussy shaved, the increased sensitivity being well worth the additional effort. His cock seemed to keep sliding deeper and deeper into my wet snatch. Its initial thrust went on and on and my PC muscle bore down on it, squeezing his length. I wrapped my legs around his and encouraged him to give me the fucking I craved. My hips swiveled under his as if of their own accord. My body was definitely on auto-pilot as he began to slowly increase the pace and depths of his thrusts. 

My concentration on the pleasures being produced in my body was suddenly interrupted by the loud, high pitched squeals which filled the room. Looking around, I saw that Jill was slamming her hips back into Bill's cock and grinding her cunt down onto Tom. I watched as orgasms rippled through her body, one quickly followed by another as she came over and over again. The look on Bill's face and the sound of his breathing told me that he was close to coming and sure enough he was soon crying out as he came, his throbbing cock buried to the base in Jill's small, tight ass. 

Jill didn't miss a beat when Bill pulled his cock from her clasping asshole, she continued to ride Tom's cock continuing to experience a series of explosions as her multiple orgasms rocketed through her body. Finally, it was all too much for Tom and he cried out as his cock erupted into her cunt. 

Meanwhile, Ben, Nancy, and Tina were also busy. Tina was being fucked by Ben from behind, as they lay on their sides in the spoon position, while Nancy was busy licking her exposed pussy and the base of Ben's cock. The sound of Ben's cock fucking her wet cunt, Nancy's slurping tongue, and Tina's soft sighs of arousal made for a wonderful backdrop to the sight of the three of them together. Watching X-rated videos will never be the same, I thought to myself as I watched them. 

The increased pace of Jim's thrusts brought my full attention back to him. The muscles in my cunt began to contract rhythmically in response and I felt the irresistible pleasure begin to once again build deep within my body. I knew that I would pay later for the pleasure I had experienced, but at that moment I didn't care, it would be worth it. It seemed as if the evening had been one long, uninterrupted series of orgasms. Besides, all I could think about was the sensuous feeling of his cock stroking into the depths of my pussy and how much I wanted to cum again. 

I felt movement beside me and I saw that Bill had joined us. The smile on his face told me that he was enjoying watching me being fucked. His hand reached for my hardened nipple and a thought flashed through my aroused mind. Here I was being royally fucked by a handsome man while my husband watched and played with my bouncing tits and I was getting off to it. It was if I had been empowered to enjoy all the things that I had always fantasized about but had never allowed myself to acknowledge. This reflection on my wantonness combined with the sensation of my juices flowing freely from my cunt, the relentless pounding of Jim's cock, and the sounds of hot sex that surrounded and enveloped me drove me on toward my eventual, blissful orgasm. 

When it came I was shaken by its intensity. I had had some Richter scale orgasms during the course of the evening but this was something entirely different. Jim's cock erupted, and the feeling of his cum spewing deep into the recesses of my cunt drove me toward joyful release. The orgasm that resulted cascaded through my body and my cunt clamped down on his cock, spasming wildly. It seemed to go on and on, I heard loud screams echoing through the room, then realized they were my own. The room began to spin and that was the last I recall, I must of blacked out for a few seconds because when I looked around I was surrounded by a cluster of smiling and fucked-out naked people. 

Nancy leaned over to me, gave me a quick kiss and said, "Well what do you think of swinging now?" 

I reflected on the question for a second and answered in a hoarse, scratchy voice, "Is there any way else to live?"



First Time



I leaned against the wall. I leaned because if I had not I would have fallen. My head was spinning a bit and I felt for all the world like I was going to just go to sleep right where I stood. Needless to say, I had been drinking. I had been drinking a lot. I had no idea how much I had drank, or what I had been drinking. People just kept handing me glasses and I kept drinking what was in them. I looked down the hall toward my bedroom door. It was just there, no more than 10 feet away. But it might as well have been 10 miles. No way I was going to make it to that door. So I just stood there and closed my eyes.

It had been quite a party. Mark had wanted to have a party to celebrate the new apartment. I had been living with Mark for about 6 months. I had moved in with him right after he had tried to kill himself. He had scared the hell out of me and the thought of losing him had sent me into a panic state. So I had parked myself on his doorstep once he had gotten out of the hospital and declared I was moving in and there was not a damned thing he could do about it. Mark and I had been through hell together more than once. He had been there for me when I thought my world had ended and when I had nearly ended it myself. And I was going to be there for him—to make sure his did not.

We had only just moved from his old apartment, which was small even for one person, into this apartment. And what do you do when you move into a new apartment? You have a party! Mark was really a social animal. He loved to party. He’d always been invited to every party anyone had during high school. He had more friends than he had family—and that was saying a lot! And this apartment was big enough to actually have more than one or two friends over at a time! So he made a big event out of it. Invited all of our closest friends (they were really his friends) and made sure to invite some girls he knew liked me. He hadn’t given up on getting me back into “the world” as he called it. I hadn’t really dated or anything for a long time. And I usually avoided people in general—and especially girls. Hadn’t really gotten over the thing with Linda, which made me tend to avoid girls if possible. And then the thing toward the end of the last school year still messed with my head and made be tend to avoid everyone as much as possible. But that was getting a little better. Mark’s suicide attempt had changed my focus a bit. I made a point of trying to do things with him, of trying to do things that would make him happy. And I know that it made him unhappy when I was hiding in a corner somewhere. So, despite my fairly shitty mood, really tried to make the best of Mark’s party. 

There were a lot of people there. Mark had a couple of his “friends” there. By “friends” I mean gay friends. He really didn’t know many guys like that. I mean, rural New York is not exactly a hotbed of homosexuality. It had really shocked me when Mark had told me he was gay. Shocked me not because it was such a horrible thing—but because I had not known. I had known him since I was 13, but I had not known. And when he just stood up and announced it to everyone last year, after the incident, I had been more shocked than anyone. And when he had finally regained consciousness in the hospital, after wrapping his car around a tree going about 90 mph, and had told me that he had tried to kill himself because he couldn’t stand being such a disappointment to his family and to his friends, and that he loved me—in that way… It had been a lot to deal with. I had just walked away from him after he told me that last part. I had really needed to think. But Mark was my best friend. And I loved him like a brother. No way I was running out on him. So we had talked about it and agreed that we would just stay best friends forever and not mess that up with anything else. And I just got used to him having “boyfriends” instead of girlfriends. No big deal. As long as they didn’t hurt him, I didn’t give a shit.

So I just watched across the room as one guy he invited, David, hit on Mark all night. Mark was enjoying it, too. No doubt they would end up in bed together before the night was over. 

Actually, I ended up spending a great deal of time talking with one of Mark’s other “friends,” Paul. He was quite a bit older than Mark and I knew they had been together more than once. He was really nice, though, easy to talk to, even for me. And that was saying something, because I really didn’t know him and I always had a hard time talking to people I didn’t know. But he was cool. We talked about a lot of things, writing mostly. It turned out he actually had some things published. Short stories in magazines, but to me that made him very cool! He handed me a few drinks throughout the night. I noticed that he kept brushing my hand as he handed them to me, but I really didn’t make anything out of it. I’ll admit I was getting very relaxed by all the drinking and was not really noticing much—and what I did notice, I really didn’t interpret. We talked a while, then I somehow ended up on the couch with one of the girls there. 

She was a very pretty girl, and I had actually spoken to her a few times without feeling like I was going to have to run to the bathroom and puke. That was a good sign! Most likely, it was a sign of how very drunk I was! I ended up kissing her and making out a bit on the couch. I caught Mark’s eye over her shoulder and noticed him smile. He smiled as if he were relieved that I was having a good time—and very glad that I was finally making out with a girl. I don’t know, maybe it was that look in his eyes, but suddenly I really felt like I needed to get out of there, to lie down. I didn’t feel sick or anything, I just knew I needed to lie down. I told her that and she offered to lie down with me. She said this while trying to stick her tongue down my throat, which was a pretty impressive thing to do! I don’t remember what I said to her. But a few moments later, I was leaning against the wall in the hallway just down from my bedroom door, alone.

“Are you ok?” The voice was close, very close. I started and nearly fell. He chuckled softly as he grabbed my arm to steady me. “I saw you holding up that wall and it looked like you might be going to sleep right there!”

I opened my eyes. It was Paul, but I already knew that from his voice. “No, I just stopped to rest my head for a minute.” My words sounded a little drunk, even to me. 

“I think you better rest your head on your bed.” He laughed outright as he put his arm around my shoulder and began leading me down the hall to my room. My feet were unsteady, and I was glad of his support.

He shut the door behind us, which I noticed at the time, but didn’t make anything of. He helped me to my bed and I just fell back on it. My head was spinning a bit now. I wasn’t precisely dizzy, but things were shifting around a bit. He sat down on the bed beside me. He was sitting close, so close that I could feel the heat from his leg where it brushed against mine. I tried to sit up. “No, don’t” he said softly, placing one hand on my chest. I couldn’t sit up. It wasn’t like he pushed on me and held me down. He just placed his hand lightly on my chest. But the sheer surprise of the action caught me off guard and held me firmly in place. He started rubbing my chest. I could feel the heat from his hands right through my shirt. 

“Do you always wear silk shirts?” The words were very close to my ear. But I didn’t open my eyes. The feeling of his hand caressing my chest felt so relaxing… 

“No.” I heard myself answer. I was wearing my black silk “dress up” shirt. I had actually spent a bit of time picking something to wear. I wanted to at least look like I wanted to be at the party. Mark’s party. “But it’s Mark’s party.” I said that simply, as though anyone hearing it would completely understand. 

He chuckled softly. “I see.” And I had the distinct impression that he did see.

My eyes flew open, startled by the feeling of his warm hand on my bare skin. When had he unbuttoned my shirt? I tried to sit up again, but he smiled at me, a slightly tipped smile. I was transfixed by that smile and sighed as he continued to rub my chest. 

I was startled once again by the feeling of my legs being lifted onto my bed. I tried to sit up again, but his arm across my chest stopped me. Again, it wasn’t like he was pressing down on me, holding me down. But his arm was warm against my skin and I really didn’t want to move it. “Just lie still and relax.” The words were whispered against my ear, and were accompanied by the feeling his body pressing warmly against mine. I opened my eyes and realized that somehow he had removed my clothes—and his as well! 

His face was inches from mine. He was smiling at me, a gentle smile. His eyes were brown. Very brown. The dark brown of a chestnut. They were looking into mine very intently. I noticed he had fine lines around his eyes, like he had been caught smiling too long while in the sun. And the rest of his skin was very tanned, which supported that thought. 

“You really do have beautiful eyes, Lucas,” he said softly, tracing around my eyes with one finger. His touch was very light, yet it felt like electricity was passing through his finger into my skin. He brushed his finger over my eye lashes. “And such long eye lashes…”

He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. It was a long, slow kiss. It felt tentative, his lips barely touching mine, brushing softly over my lips like the gentle caress of a butterfly’s wings. I felt his one hand caressing my chest still, while the fingers of his other hand played gently with my hair. I felt my body’s unexpected response to him—a ripple of heat that passed right through my entire body.

My lips parted slightly. He slipped his tongue in between my lips and into my mouth, sliding his tongue sensually along mine. I returned his kiss now, my lips brushing his, my tongue rubbing against his. I pulled him closer to me, my fingers tangling in his hair. I heard a soft moan of pleasure and I realized with surprise that it had come from my lips! As he felt my response to him, his kiss changed. His lips pressed harder against mine, tenderness turning to passion as he thrust his tongue hard against my tongue. It was as if he had been moving tentatively, testing to see what my response would be. Now that he had my response, he was sending a message. And that message was perfectly clear, even to me at that time. He would be gentle, tender, considerate—but he would be the one in control. I yielded to this demand instinctively. I felt my body press deeper into the comforter on the bed, felt myself drop my shoulder slightly, slipping my body slightly beneath his. Both my hands were in his hair now, my fingers getting slightly tangled in his dark brown curls. My breath was hot against his and I could feel his breathing quicken.

Then he pulled back. His lips were parted, his breath shortened. He stared down into my eyes. His eyes appeared slightly cloudy. His features appeared softer somehow, a little blurred. But that may have been my perception. My own vision felt blurry, though not from the drinking. No, it was passion that blurred my vision. And it surprised the hell out of me. I hadn’t had sex in a long time—hadn’t wanted to have sex in a long time, not with anyone. And I had never wanted to have sex with a man! But I wanted it with him! No question in my mind. I wanted this man completely. My body ached with desire for him. I felt hot—and not from the warmth of the room or from the heat from his body as it pressed against mine. I felt hot from the inside out. Desire, hot and insistent burned through my body, making me feel like I would spontaneously combust at any moment.

He tilted his head slightly to one side and smiled, a smile filled with wonder. “What girl taught you to kiss like that, boy?” He shook his head slightly, as if to emphasize the wonder in his eyes. 

I felt myself smile in response, felt that smile turn into a grin. “What makes you think it isn’t just a natural instinct? And what makes you think it was a girl who taught me to kiss?” My words were slightly teasing, but mostly I just wanted to know the answer.

His smile deepened and I noticed his eyes crinkled when he smiled. It was a very attractive look. “Because your kiss is very, very sensual. And your lips respond, respond very sweetly, but they don’t initiate; your tongue invites, submits, but doesn’t seek. Yet it draws from me every ounce of passion a kiss can generate. Your kiss is like that of a very experienced woman. That would not be your instinct. No, some girl had to have spent some time teaching you subtleties.”

I stared at him in astonishment. The man was truly amazing! And obviously very experienced himself. 

I could see the satisfaction in his smile. It was not the satisfaction of “I told you so!” but rather the satisfaction of “Ah, so I was right.” He ran a finger along my lips, just barely touching them. I was amazed anew at how very light and gentle his touch was. “So I am right, then?” 

I nodded, thinking back to the time with Linda, when she had felt to me like an angel sent from heaven. After our first kiss, which she had responded to with humiliating laughter, she had literally spent hours teaching me the subtle art of kissing. That is the one thing I would always be truly grateful to her for. And she had been a very good teacher and I a very willing student. 

I ran my finger over the fine lines and creases around his eyes. His eyes flickered for a moment, and I could almost read his thoughts. He was quite a bit older than I was. And infinitely more experienced. But as I looked into his eyes, I knew that that his age and experience was what I wanted—and also precisely what I needed. 

He stared at me a long moment. Then shook his head slightly, as if clearing cobwebs from his thoughts. Then he leaned down and kissed my lips once more. My response to him, again, was instinctive and immediate. I pulled him closer to me, feeling the heat from his body where it touched mine. I wanted to run my hands over his body, touch his skin, feel his softness, feel his hardness… but I was too insecure, too uncertain. I had never been in this situation before. I wasn’t sure what he expected from me, what he would want from me… So I just responded to him, let my body react. “Respond but not initiate”—just like my kiss. 

He kissed my lips gently, with a passion that was clearly being held back. Then he traced a line with his tongue from my lips down to my neck, just where it met my shoulder. He lingered there, sucking softly, his teeth brushing gently against my skin. He rubbed his body against mine, just slightly. It was more of a pressing against, than a rubbing against, really. But I could feel his arousal, hard and hot against my hip. I heard a groan of pleasure from his lips as he pressed against me and it held a note of urgency. But still, there was no hurry in his touch, no rush in his kiss. 

As his lips moved down from my neck to my chest, his hand moved from my chest to my stomach and down to my cock. I jumped as his fingers touched me there. He raised up and smiled down at me, a very deep, genuinely amused smile. “Not expecting that, sweetheart?” I could feel my brows come together at his use of “sweetheart” as an affectionate term. He ran a finger over the crease between my brows, raising one eyebrow at me. He chuckled softly and bent to kiss that same spot between my brows. “You are so completely adorable.” He whispered the words against my skin. 

I gasped as his hand stroked my cock lightly. I was already hard—had been from the moment his lips had touched mine—but I felt myself swell even more at his touch. “Mmmm” the sound was almost a sigh as it left his lips. The sound from my own was definitely a sigh as I lay back, my eyes closing. His touch was amazing. I could feel the strength in his fingers, but at the same time, they were so very gentle.

I felt his lips once more on my chest, felt his tongue running along my skin. I shivered from the sensation, yet I was anything but cold. “Oh, man… that feels so good…” I breathed the words as I arched my back s lightly, pushing into his hand. His response was to bite me lightly, nipping the skin right below my belly button. Not so that it hurt, but just hard enough to make me jump a little. He smiled against my skin. I swear I could feel his lips smile. I felt myself smile in response. I thought to myself that I was very sure I had never smiled this much during sex before!

That smile was completely wiped from my face in the next second as I gasped and exclaimed “God Almighty!” I felt as though my entire body had just been plunged into fire. His tongue licked around the base of my swollen cock, and continued licking upwards, in a spiral motion all around me. His tongue felt warm, electric. Everywhere he licked burned and throbbed. He stopped just short of the top, pausing to let his hot breath caress me. I could feel his lips almost touching me, teasing me with their closeness. I tried to push my hips upward, push my throbbing erection toward his mouth. I wanted what he was teasing me with—wanted it so bad my whole body pulsed, vibrated with the desire for it, the need for it.

“Know what you want, do you, boy?” His words were soft, whispered so close to my skin that every syllable made me twitch with desire. My response was little more than a groan as I reached for his head, my fingers tangling convulsively in the soft tendrils of his hair. His response was to run his tongue slowly over the tip of my cock, and I mean slowly! Then he slipped me into his mouth, his lips pressing firmly against my skin, so that I would feel every millimeter of their progress from the tip on down. And as he took me further into his mouth, his tongue licked around me, in that same spiral pattern that had driven me so crazy before—only this time it was reversed, spiraling downward as he drew me deeper and deeper into the liquid heat of his mouth.

He sucked rhythmically on my cock, his tongue pressing hard against my shaft. As he sucked, he took my balls in his hand and rubbed them gently then firmly, squeezing them just enough to make me gasp a little. I moaned with pleasure, I couldn’t keep the sounds inside any longer. His mouth on me was the most incredible feeling I had ever experienced. Every stroke was pure electricity. It set my senses on edge. I felt myself raising my hips, thrusting against his rhythm. He took me deeply into his mouth, permitting the tip of me to tickle the back of his throat. And as I touched the back of his throat, he would swallow and I would feel him contracting around me. And every once in a while, he would make a “mmmm” sound and the vibrations from his throat would ripple through me. 

My breath was short and hot as I lost myself in the feeling. My head was swimming, though definitely not from the drinking! As I leaned my head back, I could hear the blood rushing through my head. It felt like fireworks were going off behind my eyes. His rhythm was steady and I felt my breathing matching his rhythm, as did the pulsing behind my eyes. It was like my entire body was just synchronizing itself to him. 

Then he stopped. I all but whimpered as he raised his head from me. I raised myself up on my elbows, my eyes reluctantly opening. I looked down at him, my brows knit, my eyes narrowed—and my vision so blurred by this point I could barely see! He looked up at me, a soft, hazy smile on his lips. “Do you want to come, babe?” As he spoke the words, he ran one finger lightly over the tip of my cock. 

“Please!” I pleaded through my gasps. Every muscle in my body was contracting with tension and anticipation. I thought I saw a little flicker of triumph in his eyes, as though he had accomplished a goal. I noticed that, even through my blurred vision. But I didn’t care. If he wanted me to beg him, if that gave him pleasure, then I would beg! I wanted it so badly! “Please, Paul… Please!” 




First Time



I smile as you stir in your sleep. I have been awake for a long time and have been watching you sleep. I let my fingers run along your back and hear you moan. You roll over onto your back and I can see your massive hardness stand up. My pussy gets wet instantly. 

I let my hand slide between my legs and start stroking my clit. I love lying next to you and masturbating, knowing you will wake up at some stage and ravish my body. My fingers start working over my clit and into my pussy faster. Little moans start escaping from me. 

"Faster my little minx," I hear you say, "cum for me." I look over at you. Your pushed up on your elbow and are watching me. I slowly remove my fingers from my needy pussy and lean over to you. I offer you my fingers and let you lick them clean. Once you are done, I move back over to my bedside table. I decide it is time that you let me be your mistress. 

I open the drawer and take out a black leather collar. I sit up in the bed and slip it around your neck, fastening it. I attach a leash to it and tell you that you are mine now. Moving back over to the nightstand I remove a strap-on dildo from it. It is about 7 inches by 10 inches big. 

I see a slight look of shock in your face, but we have talked about this before and I know that you want it as much as I do. I tell you to hush and relax. I move between your legs. I rub the thing down with K-Y, but don't put the dildo on yet. I lean over and take your cock in my mouth. Then I place the dildo up against your asshole and start pushing gently. You can feel the head of it working in, but soon you are only thinking about my mouth on your cock. 

There are a few times when the fake cock hurts going in, but I can feel the way it turns you on by the way your cock hardens more and more in my mouth. You cum in my mouth and I start lapping it up. I keep sucking, because you are still hard. You still have the dildo in your ass and the whole time I am sucking you I am slowly working it in. You can feel the base of it hit against you and know that all of it is buried deep in your ass. 

My head moves up and your cock slowly slides out of my mouth. I smile up at you and move my pelvis closer and start strapping it on. Slowly I start pumping my hips. You clench your teeth as I start moving, and I know that it is still hurting you. I can feel how hard it is to move and lean forward. Gently I kiss you and tell you to relax. After a little while your body eases under me and I know that you are ready for me to start moving again. 

I sit back up and start sliding the strap-on out of your ass and then slowly back in. You moan out and I know that you are starting to enjoy the feeling of me fucking you. After a little while I pull out and ask you to get on your hands and knees for me. Once you are I get behind you and push the rubber cock against your ass and slide it in to the hilt. I then grab your waist just above your ass and start pulling you back against my hips whilst fucking you. 

I let one hand go around you and let my hand grab your cock. I start jacking it up and down in the rhythm of my fucking. I can feel it throb hotly in my hand. You are starting to get really worked up as you feel my hips against your ass. I am burying the thing deep in you. It's starting to feel so good that you are actually moving with me. Backing into me with each stroke. Trying to get more of the hardness in your ass. I start pumping and grinding harder. 

I can feel my hot pussy juices running along my inner thighs. I know that I am close to cumming and start jacking your cock faster. I can hear you growling and can feel your cock twitch in my hand. I thrust hard into you and hear you yowl in pain, just at the moment as both of us start cumming. I feel your hot cum run over my fingers and my own dripping onto the bed. Slowly I pull out of you and un-strap. You turn over and I lean over to kiss you gently. 

"Thank you for fulfilling my dream baby," I purr into your ear.



First Time



Shazia and I had known each other almost literally forever. Her family moved into our neighborhood when I was three. She was two months older than me and a serious tomboy. We played together almost every day and it didn't bother me that she was better at most things than I was. We slept together in the same bed frequently. We wore pajamas and it was non-sexual.

We last slept together when we were eleven. Our parents thought we were getting too old for that.

At Shazia's eighteen birthday party, she pulled me into an empty room, whispered "I like you so much," and kissed me enthusiastically and thoroughly. We kissed every time we were alone after that, gradually getting more and more physical. 

Shazia and I had a private birthday party a few days after I turned eighteen. Her parents had gone on an overnight trip, so we were alone in the house. She was dressed in shorts and a sleeveless shirt with her shirttail tied in a knot, exposing her bare midriff. She looked sexy as hell, the way she always had for the past three years.

As soon as I'd stepped into the house and closed the door, she greeted me with a full-bodied open-mouth kiss. Then she took my hand and led me to her bedroom. We removed our shoes and socks and got onto the bed. She settled on her back and I climbed on top of her.

We resumed kissing, open mouthed with our tongues caressing each other. I eventually pulled away from her mouth and started planting soft kisses on her nose, cheeks, forehead, eyelids, ears, throat . . . It was incredible. None of the boys who'd let me kiss them had Shazia's patience or enthusiasm. I would have happily spent the rest of the day just kissing her. 

Eventually, Shazia gripped my head and guided my face to her chest. "Kiss me here," she said in a husky whisper. 

I untied the knot in her shirttail and unbuttoned her shirt, exposing her bare breasts. I kissed, licked and sucked her nipples, feeling them swell and harden under my lips. 

Much later, Shazia gently pushed my face away from her breasts and whispered, "I have a present for you." She reached into the drawer of her nightstand, pulled out a package of condoms and put them into my hand. I was staring at the little package as if it were the key to Paradise when she said "Help me take my shorts off." 

I unbuttoned her shorts and Shazia arched her back, lifting her butt and making it easy for me to pull her shorts down and off. She wasn't wearing any panties. I paused for a moment, staring in wonder at my first naked mature female. The little fold of flesh between her legs was clearly visible through her sparse blonde pubic thatch. 

"You can see mine, now let's see yours," Shazia purred. It only took me a few seconds to shed my tee-shirt and blue jeans. She looked at me standing proud and hard beside the bed and said, "You've really grown. It's so big and so pretty." I grew another inch in that instant. 

Shazia spread her legs, placed fingers on either side of her labia, and pulled herself open. "Come eat me," she commanded. I saw her clitoris as soon as I put my face between Shazia's thighs. It was already starting to swell, but it grew larger as I licked around it. Finally, I wrapped my lips around it. It was like sucking a cock. 

I couldn't get enough of sucking and licking Shazia's clit and fingering her snatch. I probably spent half an hour going down on her, seeing and feeling her genitals swell and leak fluid. Her juice didn't smell or taste like a boy's pre-cum, but licking it was just as exciting. Finally, she screamed and convulsed, coming with almost frightening intensity.

"That was so good," Shazia whispered after she'd finally caught her breath. "Now I want you to put it inside me."

Although I hadn't touched my penis, I'd actually ejaculated a few minutes after I'd started eating Shazia out, leaving an embarrassing spot on the bed sheets. I hadn't really softened then, and I was certainly hard at this point. I reached for a condom, removed it from its little foil pack, placed it over the tip of my dick and attempted to unroll it. It didn't work. After a few seconds, I realized I was trying to put it on backwards. I reversed the condom and it unrolled easily.

Shazia looked down over her breasts and belly at my erect member. "You're so big," she said as I positioned myself between her thighs. "You're going to feel so good inside . . ." She gasped as I slid my condom-wrapped length smoothly into her body. 

Her slick pussy was as tight as any boy's greased asshole. I was so excited I almost came right then, despite my orgasm a few minutes before. Still, I managed to hold back and my urgent need to ejaculate diminished after my first few strokes. 

I plowed Shazia for a long time. She'd occasionally tell me to change my tempo or position. Sometimes I lay on her with my chest pillowed on her breasts, kissing her mouth and face. At other times, I would kneel between her legs and fondle her breasts and thighs, occasionally bending down to kiss her.

Shazia suddenly stiffened, arching her back and clamping my penis with her vaginal muscles. Her eyes were closed and her face was twisted into an expression that I initially took to be pain. She screamed "Fuck me. Fuck me hard! Oh! I'm coming . . . coming!" Her voice trailed off into incoherent gasps and exclamations as she thrashed beneath me. I slammed my cock into her with all my strength. After a few thrusts, I screamed and emptied my load into her pussy. 

We kissed for a long time. My penis gradually softened. I was afraid my semen might leak out of the condom into Shazia's vagina, so I gripped the latex tightly and withdrew. 

Shazia looked up at me dreamily. "That was so good," she purred. She noticed the condom in my hand. "Give me that," she ordered, reaching out. "You really filled it up," she said, holding the condom up and turning it slowly in front of our faces. "That's so cool. Your cock was pulsing inside me when you came. It was great. I wish I could feel you spray this stuff inside my pussy."

Shazia squealed as the condom slipped out of her fingers and fell onto her chest, splashing my cum onto her breasts. "Oh!" she cried.

"Want me to clean it off?" I asked.

"Sure," she answered. "It'll be fun"

I spent a couple minutes licking up my juice. Shazia's nipples, already hard, got even harder. I finally finished and moved to kiss her.

"You've got cum on your face," Shazia said. "Hold still. I'll clean it off."

"That was tasty," she said a minute later. 

We moved so we were laying on our sides, belly to belly, with Shazia nestled in my arms. "You're so much better than Rahat," she murmured.

"Rahat?"

She drew a deep breath before saying, "That sort of slipped out. I hope you don't mind not being my first boy."

"You know me better than that."

"You're wonderful," she said, kissing me. "I wanted you to be first, but you were taking your time. Rahat was so aggressive and I was just too horny to wait."

We spoke dreamily about inconsequential things for a few minutes, then realized we were hungry. We went to the kitchen naked and wolfed down peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and guzzled milk.

It was so cool sitting naked side by side at the kitchen table, eating and talking. Shazia finished her last bite of sandwich and drained her milk glass. 

"You're really good in bed," Shazia said. "Were you a virgin?"

"This was the first time I've had sex with a girl."

Shazia was silent for a few seconds, contemplating the way I'd phrased my answer. "How about boys?" she finally asked. 

"Well . . . yes," I admitted, after a brief pause. I've had sex with other boys."

"That's good," Shazia said. "I knew you weren't a total virgin." She leaned over and kissed me aggressively. I tasted peanut butter and milk.

"We're so much the same," Shazia continued. "I've had sex with girls, too. Why don't you tell me about some of your times with boys? It'll really get me hot."

"You're hot anyway," I answered, brushing my fingers over her pebble-hard nipples. "I'll tell you about mine if you tell me about yours."

"Deal. Anyone I know?" 

"Richard Akes. You?"

Shazia giggled. "Sandra Akes."

I pushed my chair back from the table. Shazia straddled my legs, pressing her breasts against my chest. Her face was inches from mine. "So tell me about Richard," she said. "Did you suck each other's cocks?" 

"Yeah," I answered, marveling at the way Shazia's mound was rubbing against my stiff dick.

"Come on and tell me about it."

It was hard to concentrate. Shazia's hard nipples were pressing against my chest. My penis was inside her vulva and she was moving her pelvis, rubbing her clitoris against the head of my stiff cock. The area was slick with her fluids and my pre-cum. I still managed to describe Richard and my sucking each other off with exquisite pornographic detail.

"That is SO hot!" Shazia exclaimed when I'd finished. "I can't stand it. I have to do this right now." She stood up suddenly. "Open your legs," she commanded. An instant later, she was kneeling between my thighs, eagerly sucking my cock and balls. 

Within a short time, I could feel the cum boiling in my nuts. "Linda," I gasped, "I'm going to . . . Arghhh!" She swallowed frantically, trying to gulp every drop of my hot boy juice. When I was finally spent, I pulled her to me. There was a thin line of cum running down her chin. I kissed it off.

"This time I felt you spraying inside my mouth," she said, smugly.

"You sure did. You suck cock as good as any boy."

"I love taking your cock in my mouth," she said. "It feels so good to wrap my lips around the little ring between your glans and your shaft, feeling and tasting that slick stuff leaking out of your tip while I lick your head and stick my tongue into your little slit. I think that's my favorite part of a dick. It feels so soft and velvety in my mouth, but it's hard and pulsing at the same time."

"It's wonderful sliding my lips up and down your pole, taking your entire length," Shazia continued. It's so exciting feeling it swell and throb as you start thrashing and moaning, fucking my mouth. And you finally spurt, shooting all your hot juice into my mouth and down my throat. Your cum tastes so wonderful, like a vanilla milkshake with a little Kahlua."

Wow! What a lyrical description. I briefly pondered a cum-flavored milkshake. Kahlua and vanilla? Kahlua?

"You were going to tell me about making it with Sandra Akes," I reminded Linda, trying to banish the milkshake image from my mind.

"Well, I didn't really make it with Sandra," Shazia said. "It was more like doing it with Sandra and Vickie Willis."

"Vickie, the stuck-up bitch?" I asked incredulously, thinking of the icy blonde beauty with the cutting put-downs for everything and everyone on Earth. "The ice queen?"

"She really heats up when you put your tongue against her clit," Shazia answered. "But, it wasn't really with Sandra and Vickie . . . Oh look! Someone's hard again!"

I ignored that. "You and Sandra and Vickie . . .?" I prompted.

"Actually," Shazia continued, "it was me, Sandra, Vickie, and Andrea and Sandy Dunn."

"All at the same time?" I said. "You're teasing me." Somehow, I knew she wasn't. 

"Let's go back to my bedroom," Shazia said, jumping up. "I'll tell you about it there." 

In a minute, Shazia was lying on the bed with her back propped against the headboard and her legs spread. She made me sit cross-legged at the foot of the bed and ordered me not to touch my dick. She twisted and pinched her nipples, finger-fucked her pussy, and rubbed and squeezed her clit as she spoke. 

My steamiest sex fantasy paled in comparison to Shazia's story of rampant teenage lesbian sex. I would have come several times, even without touching myself, if I hadn't already had three orgasms in the past two hours.

"Oh God," I groaned when she finally finished. "I never knew your girlfriends were like that. I'm going to cum in my pants the next time I see one of them."

"That seems like such a waste," Shazia said. "Especially when you could be cumming in my pussy." She took a condom from the night stand and tore the foil packet open. "Here, let me put this on you."

As she was fitting the tight latex onto my stiff cock, Shazia asked, "Have you fucked boys in the ass?"

"Yeah."

"From behind?"

"Doggy style? Yeah."

Shazia turned to face away from me. "Do me that way," she ordered.

"In the ass?"

"No. In my pussy from behind."

"OK, but not in bed" I answered. "Get on your hands and knees in front of the wall mirror. That way we can watch ourselves fucking."

"Oh cool!" Shazia squealed, scrambling off the bed and positioning herself on the floor. "Come on," she demanded, "my cunt's waiting."

I got down on all fours and moved behind Linda. Then I had a couple of thoughts. (1) She was being a little too bossy. (2) In my present state, I was going to pop the instant I stuck it in her. So, I decided to tease her a bit. 

"I dunno," I said. "It doesn't look like you're really ready. I think I'll take a look, first." 

"Dammit, Fahad, I'm ready," she snapped. "Just stick it in. Hurry!"

"Is your pussy supposed to be this red?" I asked innocently. "And you look pretty dry." Shazia squealed as I stuck a finger into her dripping snatch. 

"Oh, that feels sooo good," Shazia moaned, clamping her pussy muscles around my probing finger. She squealed even louder when I put my tongue on her clit.

Shazia pushed back against my face. She started to scream and thrash as I continued licking her. Somehow my tongue ended up between her buttocks. I thrust it into her little rosebud. A tiny part of my mind was saying, "This is really gross. Stop it!" The rest of me was going wild. Nothing short of death could stop me from eating her ass. 

I had two fingers in her pussy. They were slick with her juice. I pulled them out and stuck them into her open asshole while shoving my cock up her cunt. I finger fucked her butt while I jammed my cock into her pussy. 

In the mirror, I could see Shazia pinching and rubbing her clit as I drove into her muscular snatch. She started bucking and I gripped her waist to keep myself in position. Suddenly, I slipped out of her hole. My dick slithered across her backside until it found an opening. I pushed forward and slid back into her body. She was screaming with a mixture of pain and excitement as I thrust into her, shredding the thin latex around my dick. 

That tiny responsible part of my mind that would not shut the fuck up was shouting, "The condom's torn! You're gonna knock her up! You don't want a baby!" My body was continuing to thrust my bare blazing cock into the tight little hole between her buttocks. I screamed as I flooded her with wave after wave of hot cum. 

I collapsed onto Shazia's back, gasping for breath and feeling my heart pound like a jackhammer trying to break out of my chest. She supported my dead weight long enough to take her fingers out of her pussy, then lowered herself to the floor. 

After several minutes, I realized my limp body was probably uncomfortably heavy and rolled off Shazia's back. We lay there for a long time, her on her stomach with cum leaking out of her ass, me on my back, not moving, not even thinking. 

I gradually realized what I'd done. Hating myself and my treacherous body, I cried, "Oh God Shazia, I'm sorry." 

She lifted her head to look at me. Her eyes were misty, but she was smiling. "Why?" was all she asked.

"I'm sorry I fucked your ass," I said. "I didn't mean to, I just got carried away. I didn't mean to hurt you." 

Shazia crawled on top of me, pressing her swollen breasts against my chest and kissing me tenderly. "I'm not sorry," she whispered. "You didn't hurt me. It felt good." She giggled. "I felt you spraying your hot cum inside my guts. It was wonderful." 

I kissed her back. Then she kissed me. Eventually, we went to her bed and cuddled for a long time. We took a shower together, went back to her bedroom and made love in front of the mirror. This time I used a condom and fucked her in the pussy. Afterwards, Shazia couldn't stop giggling as she remembered the faces she'd made while climaxing.



First Time



John was working in a department store. His job was to place merchandise in the back storage room for later stocking. John was in his early 20's. He had an athletic build, dark hair and blue eyes. Some would say his eyes were his best assets. John did not have much of a sex life. In fact his only sexual experience happened about a year before. 

He had met this girl while playing street football at the school in his neighbor hood. She was a couple of years younger. John took notice of her bright smile and her beautiful large breasts. He began flirting with her while he played football. At one point near the end of the game he had a friend pass him the ball near where she was. John caught it and ran into her. Then he flashed her a big smile and started back to the field. She then reached out and grabbed his ass. This made John blush and made his cock shift in his pants. After the game was over he began talking to the girl, one thing led to another and they began kissing. The next day they were a couple. 

A few days later John and the girl were at her house doing some heavy kissing. She tried to rub his cock but he would not let her. He had never had anyone touch him and he was smaller then other guys his age. He did continue to make out with her. He slowly raised her shirt and felt her smooth soft breasts. He was amazed at the feel. He had never felt such smooth skin. He found her nipples and gave each a small pinch. His hand continued on her body. It seemed to be exploring on it's own. It moved down to her waistband and slid into her sweatpants. His fingers combing through her pubic hair much like it did while he masturbated. His middle finger then found the top of her slit. It was silky smooth and slick with her own juices. She moaned and smiled as his finger slid between her lips. She leaned back and let the hand in further. He began to slide the finger in and out. 

Then out of nowhere their friend walked into the room. He removed his hand and brought the fingers to his mouth. He licked the moister from his fingers giving him the first taste of pussy he ever had. His cock was tenting in his own sweats and she commented on how she could see someone was excited. This was the last time he was with her as he was scared of where it might lead.

A few months later he was now working at the department store. The store was filled with many nice looking women. There was one in particular that caught his eye. She had beautiful long blond hair and brown eyes. Again she had great looking breasts. Her name was Marie and she had a friend Janna. Janna too was nice looking she had shoulder length hair and darker skin tone. Janna by the grace of god also had big breasts. John caught himself watching the two women on several occasions. He thought to him self, I guess I am a tit man. The problem was the women were about 7 years older then he was. Little did he know this was to his advantage, as Marie was going to take his virginity.

One night while working Janna was being her usual flirty self. Although she was married she like to tease John. They were stocking in the back room and John was on a ladder above her. She reached her hand up his Dockers. Her hand slid with grace tickling the hairs on his leg. John took a deep breath and wondered how far she would go. She stopped just above the knee. This was enough to have John's cock's attention. She smiled. Later that night John was talking with some friends about after work activities. Janna overheard and asked if her and Marie could join. John said sure but we may ditch you later cause we are planning a trip to the tittie bar. She got a sly grin and said cool Marie could use a good time.

The night started at a local club. John did not know but Janna and Marie had a plan. They intended for John and Marie to get together. It started innocently with Marie sitting on John's lap because she claimed there were no other seats. After a couple of hours of dancing and drinking the guys decided they were headed for the tittie bar. They asked jokingly if the ladies wanted to join. They smiled and declined but said take Jack with you. Jack was Janna's husband. They guy's agreed and said ok we will meet you at the breakfast bar in 3 hours. 

So the guys went to the tittie bar. It was the same as any. There was one really hot woman who seemed to make eye contact with every guy in the place. She hung upside down with one leg as she twirled around the pole. John thought to himself that none of the girls had very nice breasts. Of course this was one of those lame ass towns that make the woman wear pasties on their nipples. After a few hours and being almost totally broke from the price of drinks not lap dances, they guys left to meet the girls. 

When they got to the restaurant the girls already had a table and were eating. Some how Marie ended up sitting next to John. Nothing really happened at the restaurant except that Marie was now giving John a ride home because his buddies were headed in the opposite direction. 

Later John found out the girls spent their few hours alone figuring out how to make that happen.

On the ride home they made small talk. Once in front of John's house they turned and looked at each other. Marie leaned in and the two shared a deep kiss. Marie then took John's hat off his head and said why don’t you come to Janna's tomorrow. John said ok but it will be late because I have to DJ a party. John never let anyone take his hat, let alone keep it overnight. This had to be special. 

All he could think of the next day was the kiss he shared. He wondered if she wanted the same thing that he did. Little did he know she was thinking the same things. The part was long, mostly because he saw all these guys and women flirting and making out. He knew he had to hurry to Janna's.

He arrived at around 1 AM. When he got there Jack was leaving for his night job. John joked and said don’t shoot the one in the middle when you get home. They all laughed and then Marie and John sat on the couch. Janna sat across from them on the chair. Janna got up and went to bed a short time later. Then the action began. 

John was lying in back of Marie on the couch. He began kissing the back of her neck. He gave her soft kisses and sucked lightly on her neck as his hands began lightly searching her body. She cooed under his touch and then leaned into him and said I think we are going to fast. If said then we will slow down. She said how and rolled over. 

She was now kissing him while on top. She was in control. His body began to shake nervously as he knew or hoped this was it. She lowered herself to his belt, rubbing the bulge in his crotch through his jeans. She undid the belt and then opened his zipper. She looked deep into his eyes and then lowered his underwear and jeans at the same time. She was the first to ever see his cock. He was scared as she looked down, hoping she would not stop because of the size. She smiled and lowered her lips to it. His cock was throbbing and as hard as he could ever remember. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he felt her lips slide over the head of his cock and hit the back of her throat. She took him all the way in with relative ease. She took his cock with expertise. Sucking and twisting her mouth around it as she bobbed up and down. 

He could not take the time to truly appreciate her art, as he was just trying not to cum too soon. He had heard of other guys that had done that and then could not fuck the woman afterwards. 

She too took it easy on John. She knew this was his first time. She sucked on his cock, tracing the veins with her tongue. She knew other tricks but saved them for another time. 

She pulled off to keep him from cumming. 

She looked him in the eye and while squeezing the tip of his cock asked if he knew what came next. She stood up, took off her jeans and John saw the first live pussy of his life. He wanted to eat it but she had other plans right now. He could see the wetness from her lips on the in side of her thighs. She slid a leg over him. Now with one leg on the couch and one on the floor, her cunt just inches from his cock. He tried to get in her raising his hips. His cock slid on by, he tried again and missed. She smiled while sighing awwww. Then reached between her legs and grabbed his cock and inserted it in her. She lowered herself onto his cock. He slid in easily her wetness soaking his pubic hair. She began riding his cock up and down. His hands were on her hips helping her. She fucked John as hard as she could as fast as she could. She knew he could not last long. He didn't, he came a very short time later. He thrust his hips as high as he could and she sat on his cock. He was buried deep inside her. He let out a loud grunt and his cock twitched and shot load after load into her. She laid down on his chest his cock still in her. Just as their hearts began to slow, Jack walked in. He said hi and then said oh, I am sorry as he walked to his bedroom. 

John smiled and thought to himself. 

I hope Janna was listening and fucks the shit out of Jack.



First Time



This is an email I wrote to a friend of mine who's a HS cheerleader... enjoy!

I see you in front of me, in your cheerleader uniform. You look SO hot as you tease me with you licking your lollipop. You lick it around, using your tongue to swirl it around in your mouth while you give me a cute, but seductive look. 

I walk closer to you and wrap my hands around your back, pulling you closer to me. Being this close, with only our clothes hiding what's under, I can still feel the heat emanating from the both of us. as I brought you closer, you could start to feel a bulge down by your stomach from my pants. You look at me inquisitively, and I just lean down to you and kiss you, holding you close and guiding you towards the bed. 

I set you down in front of me on the bed, and I kiss you deeply, exploring your mouth as I thrust my tongue in and out, letting you know of what's to come. I take my hand and take off your cheerleader blouse and your bra and throw them off the bed, and immediately start rubbing your breasts hard, flicking the perky nipples around roughly. I can feel you squirming under me, and this just gets my length nice and hard in my pants. I slide my mouth down to your neck and nibble on your ears before sliding it down to your shoulders, giving a small bite ;-) You shiver from the sensation, and as I continue, we seem to melt onto one another and into one. 

As I kiss you on your shoulders and start to lick on your chest and on your perky nipples, I slide my right hand down to your belly button, tracing circles around it before bringing it down farther down under your cheerleader skirt and into your panties. I feel around under there, and I could feel the wetness as I rub around that area under your skirt. You're SO hot right now with only your skirt and your shoes and ankle socks on, and that just makes my length want to bulge out of my pants and right into your love channel. 

I can sense you squirm a little bit under me, from both the pleasure of the sensation and the teasing. You try to arch your back and try to make my hand give more contact onto your nether region, but I only loosened my grasp down there. I look into your eyes and I can sense the anticipation through you. I lean down and kiss you once again, exploring your mouth as our tongues jostle back and forth. I reach further down and rub the inside of your thighs gently, caressing it and feeling how hot you are from under your skirt, gently working my way up to your wet snatch. 

Suddenly, you reach out for my pants and hastily loosened my zipper. I look into your eyes, seeing the lust and the awe of your gaze upon my manhood, the length which you know will take your virginity and to new heights of pleasure to come. You pull my pants and my boxers down onto my thighs, and freeing my cock from its cloth bounds. You reach your hands towards it and start to gently rub the tip, followed by light strokes on the shaft. 

I could only react with a gasp, as I finally reach your panties under your cheerleading skirt. I palm your mound with my hands, and it sends jolts flying through your body. I give your panties a tug, and notice that they are now completely wet, and exposed the bud of your clit as it tightly hugged your mound. I palm the whole area, making sure to put long hard strokes onto your clit. You buckle and sound off a deep moan of pleasure as I gain both speed and force as I palmed your mound and your clit. 

As I gain more force and speed, you grasp my shaft tightly and start to furiously stroke it up and down, roughly putting pressure on the tip. Your breathing is now getting shorter and shorter as the waves of sensation starts to overpower your body. Your moans ever getting louder and louder at my touch, you grab tightly upon my shaft and pulled me down to you for a hot, electrifying kiss. 

My senses go wild as we kiss.. My body is approaching that climax of all climaxes.... 

But before getting too caught up in the moment, I quickly pull off your thong-like panties from under you, leaving your skirt on your hips and I position myself above you, placing my cock just a few inches from your entrance. I use 2 fingers and penetrate you slightly, spreading your juices around for our coupling to come. I could feel how tight you are as you try to arch your back in an attempt to put more of my fingers in you. At the same time, I take my thumb and roughly ground it against your clit, rubbing it in circles. 

I position my cock right at the entrance of your pussy, and I look up at you, straight and deep into your eyes, giving you a light kiss before entering snatch. You give off a soft whimper as my head buries itself in your pussy lips, and hold it there for a bit to let you get used to my cock. OMG YOU ARE TIGHT! I almost came right here and now. But, there’s much more that’s coming for you to enjoy…

I slowly bring my hands up to your cheek and caressed it, I then lower myself on top of your left nipple and start to lick on it madly, using long licks and swirling the tongue to make you go wild. You buckle a bit under me, and your juices start to flow from your virgin pussy. I push my cock further into your pussy till I finally met a wall of resistance of your cherry…

And you screamed my name, and clamped down on my cock that’s about to bring you into womanhood. As you came, you wrapped toned and sexy legs right around my waist I could barely hang on to not coming myself, as the sight of you in your skirt, socks ,and shoes wrapped around me is nearing me to the edge.

I look into your eyes once more and I kiss you deeply before I slowly started my assault into your cherry. You tremble and let out a moan in both pleasure and pain as I finally indoctrinated you in the ways of womanhood. I hold it in there for a few moments to let you get used to it again. You whimper some more, but there’s more to come….

And then, slowly I bring it in further, all the way in until your clit touched my pelvic bone. I hold it there for a few moments before drawing it out, slow but forcefully so you can feel my length sliding against your tight parts.

I let my cock rest for a bit, and I look at your hot body. I more I look at you, the more I want to drill my hot cock deep inside you. I get in position again, and I put my cock at the entrance of your pussy. I push it forward with all my might, all the way till it goes inside and is buried in your hilt.

You scream out loud.. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

...and you once again milk my cock. But I’m not done yet…

I repeat this motion over and over, continuously pounding your pussy. I speed my motion up further, and I put your legs together on my shoulder as I looked into your eyes filled with lust, and entered you again. I drilled my cock deep within you, and the position we’re in makes it so much tighter. I slowly speed myself back up as I thrust in and out, in and out, in and out of your newly christened pussy. 

You produce a loud moan under me and with you looking so flustered and in your half dressed cheerleader uniform puts me over the edge. I pound your newly christened pussy hard, feeling my balls reaching the point of no return. I give you a few final last pumps into you, and with a last final deep pump, I release my essence into you.

I lean down once again and kiss you and you wrap your arms and legs around me as we make a loving and sensual embrace, our juices mixed, and our bodies still joined in a most holy of unions….



First Time



She pulls into the driveway and gets out of her car seductively, knowing that he is watching from the window. She pulls down her mini skirt and slowly makes her way to the door, she knocks on the door, but she knows he's already on the other side. He opens the door and welcomes her in, looking her up and down, his cock is already growing, making the front of his pants tighten. 

They make their way through the kitchen and into the den, where they both sit down on the sofa, and make eye contact. 

He breaks the eye contact and turns on a movie, he sits back and starts to watch it. 

Her being completely horny and hot for him, all she wants is to make him hers. She moves closer to him, putting her leg in between his, rubbing his thighs and calves with her slender foot. While he tries to ignore her, she puts her left hand on top on his crouch and slowly moves its around, making him throb. His cock starts to grow in his pants, she can feel the pulsing, and it makes her soaked. 

She walks up and turns the TV off, and she walks back to him and leans in and kisses him, while both of her hands rub his legs. 

She stands up in front of him and she adjusts herself, walking over to the cd player she puts on some music, and starts stripping for him. Slowly pulling off her shirt, revealing her big breasts in a black lace bra and he can clearly see her erected nipples underneath. 

All he can think of is pulling her to him and sucking on them. 

He says "Baby, come here."

She walks to him and he pushes her onto the sofa and he's now on top of her and he rips off her bra, and he starts to massage her breasts and suck on her nipples. 

While he massages her, she's thinking "I am suppose to in control, this is my night. . .I'll teach him."

She pulls him off and throws him onto the sofa, saying "I am in control tonight." 

She pulls off his pants and pulls out his big throbbing cock. She holds onto the shaft and with her hot moist lips she kisses the head, she slowly puts more of his massive cock into her mouth, stretching her lips around it. Sucking slowly but firmly, making him jump each time that her tongue caresses him. She slowly puts all of his manliness in her mouth, deep throating every inch, sucking hard with the back of her throat, almost making herself gag. Her hands running up and down the insides of this legs, and massaging his balls. She pulls it out and sucks on the head like a lollipop that never losses its flavour, she continues sucking the head, each time moving a little more into her mouth, pumping the shaft with her hand and sucking harder and harder, making him moan in great pleasure, and she can then taste his sweet juices running down her throat. She takes his cock out of her mouth and kisses the head. She continues kissing up his warm smooth stomach, until she reaches his lips, she lays a sexy kiss on him.

She whispers "Make me cum, baby."

He gives her his sexy bed room eye look, and he says "Lets take this to the bedroom."

He picks her up and takes her into his room and lays her on the bed, kissing her passionately. Kissing down in between her breasts, while man handling them at the same time. Pinching her nipples, making her jump with each pinch. 

He takes his tongue and runs it down her body, and stops just before her hot wet pussy, he kisses and pats it. He starts to rub her sensitive clit, rubbing it extremely hard making her moan, and he moves his face down and he starts to lick her clit, licking really fast. She starts to turn red and the room is filled with her moans. He puts a finger inside of her, and starts to finger her. . . .looking for her g-spot, penetrating her with his finger, rubbing the inside of her vagina, finding the great spot and making her squeal like a little school girl. Her body shakes with overwhelming pleasure, while he continues to rub her the right way and suck on her clit. 

She starts screaming "I cumming, I am cumming." 

He feels her hot juice entering his mouth, and he enjoys ever bit of it. 

He moves back up to level with her face and says "Are you sure you want to do this?" *it being her first time*.

She looks at him and gives him a kiss and says "Yes, I am ready, its been 6 long months and I love you and want you to take me."

He kisses her back, and replies "I love you too, and there is more fun years to come."

He slowly glides his hard massive cock into her, she squints and lets out a little moan. He starts to pump harder and harder, sliding in and out of her, and re-entering harder and harder each time. Both letting out loud moans, her tight pussy makes him so horny that he just cant help but fuck her faster. 

Getting bored with the position, he gets her on top of him. And she starts moving up and down on his cock, at her own pace, while he holds her ass and guides her up and down on his cock. She starts to ride faster, because the hot streaks of warm pleasure take over her body. She turns and faces him, and leans down and puts her big breasts in his face, while she continues to ride him, his cock penetrating her, getting deeper and deeper, making her scream out in pleasure. 

She gets off of him and he bends her over and he shoves his cock into her, pulling her ass onto his cock, his cock hitting her g-spot making her scream and she can feel her cum running down her legs, the tightness of her pussy causes him and her to cum at the same time. Both moaning in great pleasure, his cum filling the inside of her pussy, and running out and down her legs. Staying in the same position, he leans on to her and pulls on her shoulders. 

He whispered in her ear "I am so glad that we met, I love you, baby." 

Then they both get under the covers and fall into a deep sleep while they hold each other.



First Time



Pulling up to her house his heart is racing. He felt something different in her voice on the phone. Teasing and beckoning in a way it never has before, his mind racing at the possibilities. Breathing deeply he steps from the car, the gravel crunching softly under his feet as he walks to the door. Knocking softly when he reaches the door, the windows dark but the door opening under the slightest touch. As he crosses the threshold he wonders where she could be.

* * *

She moves quickly around her room, making everything right. Smoothing out the sheets on the bed, fluffing the pillows, her robe gathered at her waist. She lights the candles and looks around the room one last time when she hears the car pull up. Catching her reflection in the mirror and smoothing herself out before she hears the door open. She knows what he does not; tonight she will have him as never before. Walking to the stairs and catching her breath before walking lightly down to meet him.

* * * 

Hearing the footsteps, he turns to face them. Eyes meeting before he notices her attire. He walks to meet her at the base of the stairs, arms wrapping around and pulling her close, finally noticing her robe, the look on his face a combination of surprise and delight. Their lips meeting before a word is spoken, kissing her deeply and passionately, lips and tongue connecting as he feels her arms tightening around his neck. Body pressing to hers as he feels every curve of her body against him, leaning back to look into her eyes, trying to hide his excitement. "Hello baby. Look comfy," he says with a small laugh. Feeling her laughter shaking against his chest as their eyes send playful glances across the air. 

His heart pounding, jumping up in his throat whenever he tries to speak. The blood burning in his cheeks, knowing his face is glowing red, watching her expression, eyes searching for a hint, wondering if this is real. Mind racing, wondering what is waiting for him upstairs. Eyes following her when she turns, beckoning him to follow, looking up and down her body, the soft sway of her hips accentuated by the robe as it rides slowly up her thighs. Transfixed by the sight of her until she pauses and looks back over her shoulder. "Well come on up," the words which leave her lips. He forces his leg up, the first step the hardest, the rest vanishing lightly under his feet as he moves to catch her.

* * *

She is pleased and encouraged by his reaction, her seduction going even better than planned. His lips burning against hers when they kiss, no words needed to express the feelings between them. Feeling the heat of his face next to her's, pulling him closer to feel his firm body next to hers, chests pressing tightly together when she breathes, his muscles thin, but strong playing under her fingers. Wanting to tease, to make him want it more she leans back to see the desire already in his eyes. Smiling at him and to herself, laughing at his playful comment, knowing it hides the nervousness and excitement that his building in him. Bumping into him softly and feeling the bulge straining in his pants, she can't take it any longer. 

Whispering softly in his ear, "Follow me." Turning in a quick about face and walking up the stairs slowly, swaying her hips more than usual, knowing that he loves her ass, that it drives him crazy to look at it. Feeling the robe slide higher up her thighs, knowing that it adds to the show. Reaching the top and looking back down at him, running her hand softly over her hip, smoothing down the hem of her robe, the gleam in her eyes adding to the tease. "Well, come on up," she says, making her voice as sexy as she can. Her heart beating faster in her chest when he moves to follow, watching him intently, loving the look of his body, the clothes accenting it, knowing that he is trying to hide the excitement. Moving towards her room quickly before he reaches the top, wanting to tease him as much as possible, not sure how much she can take herself. 

* * *

Reaching the top of the steps just in time to see her thigh slip through the door, watching it close softly behind. His mind racing, wondering if this is really happening, or is this just a dream that he's had so many times, so vividly that he must be sleeping. Breathing deeply and stepping towards the door, fingers tightening around the knob, twisting and pushing it forward, the creak seeming to echo through the house. His eyes adjusting to the dark quickly, soft candlelight the only light in the room, mingling scents filling the room more than the light, relaxing and arousing at the same time. Finding her on the bed smiling at him, so beautifully lit, her skin glowing in the candlelight, playing off her blonde hair. 

His feet gliding across the floor, bringing him closer, her scent growing stronger as he approaches. Intoxicated by her presence, eyes fixed on hers, shivering in surprise and excitement when her fingertips brush across his arm. Feeling her close to him as her fingers run lightly around his waist, tugging at his shirttails, pulling them free and starting to unbutton his shirt slowly moving up his body. His teeth digging into his lip, trying to control himself, reeling from the electricity of her touch. Every hair on his body on end as her fingers brush against his skin, the final button unhooked, she has arisen to meet him, face inches from his as her nails push the shirt from his shoulders, falling to the floor behind him. The cool night air enveloping his body, in sharp contrast to the heat of her body, feeling her face so close, unable to resist, lips meeting and kissing her, lips pressing softly then slightly more firm to her's, feeling her lips part and open before his tongue. Feeling her teeth scraping against it as her body pulls back, eyes meeting when they open again, the look so playful but full of desire, knowing she must see the struggle in his, laughing in his head knowing she can read him better than anyone. Watching as she sits back down on the edge of the bed smiling and running her fingers down his chest. Feeling the nails digging in and leaving her mark down his body. 

* * *

She smiles to him as he enters the room, feeling his eyes upon her, legs crossed at the knees, causing the robe to ride a little higher on her thigh. Feeling her own wetness already against her thighs, squeezing them together and rocking just enjoy to feel. Undressing him with her eyes and he approaches, the warm light playing off his clothes, sensual shadows being cast, her heart fluttering, thinking to herself how wonderful it feels, so much more intense than she had ever imagined. Lightheaded as stands before her, knowing that the game is hers, she reaches for him, pulling at the shirt and unhooking each button, letting her fingers brush against his skin. Feeling the heat radiating from his body, the soft hairs rising to attention as they feel the cool air and her touch. Breathing deeply and inhaling his scent, his body smelling so male, intoxicating to her, so distinctly his. 

Smiling at him as she pushes the shirt from his shoulders, feeling his body growing closer as he leans to kiss her. She accepts the kiss at first, teasing his tongue quickly, gently nipping and pulling his tongue playfully, struggling to control herself, wanting nothing more than to kiss him harder, to ravage his mouth with her's, but she tells herself not yet. She forces her lips from his and sits back quickly, her nails dragging down his chest from his shoulders to his waist, the trails they leave barely visible in the soft candlelight. Seeming so far way she pulls at his waistband to urge him closer, fingers slipping beneath and rubbing around, her hands shaking as she unhooks the button that restricts them. Pushing against the obvious bulge and looking up at him, hearing him moan softly, his hips thrusting forward, making her smile to herself. Feeling his eyes on her again, burning into her skin before meeting them with hers, the green so deep as the fire plays off it, seeing and feeling his need as she drags her fingers down the zipper slowly, the bulge seeming to strain more against his shorts. Leaning forward and softly pressing her lips to the tip of his cock, feeling the fabric seemingly so rough against her lips, tasting and feeling the soft wetness that awaits her. 

* * *

Electricity running through his body, every nerve heightened in sensitivity, trembling softly at her touch. His head falling back as his head spins, shifting his weight between his feet as he feels her nails on his body, the pressure on his bulging cock. Feeling the fabric stretching against his cock head, jumping at the feel of her lips there, snapping his head forward to look down at her. Catching the gleam in her eyes as she puckers her lips to his cockhead, sucking softly at it through the fabric, his knees going weak from the sudden rush of sensation that overwhelms him. Stumbling but not falling, reaching out to touch her shoulders softly to support himself. Fear, excitement, feelings which he doesn't know the words for running through his head, the experience overwhelming; flashing back to his first time, knowing that he wasn't this excited and that sensations weren't this intense. A shot of fear jumping into his mind quickly quelled by a pull on his pants, hips moving with a mind of their own to help her, feeling the rough denim fall down his legs, lifting his feet to step out of them. Calmed by her soft touch against his leg, the nails sending shivers up his thighs, the hairs standing on end as her fingers near his underwear. His chest rising and falling quickly as he struggles to control himself, slowing and breathing deeply as his eyes open, watching her, unable to take his eyes off of her, his body giving itself over to her touch. He knows that tonight is the night he has dreamed of, they are alone and he will remember this forever.

* * *

Her touch growing more sensitive as her fingers run up his thighs, feeling the goose bumps rising on his skin, the tips memorizing and learning every texture of his skin. Feeling her cheek brush lightly against his underwear, furthering her tease of his body, drawing away as his hips push forward. She grins up at him and winks, her fingers slipping under the waistband and pulling it out, his hips wiggle at her touch in anticipation, squeezing her thighs together tightly, releasing the waistband and listening to it slap against his skin. Listening and feeling his body lunge forward against hers, laughing to herself and grabbing his ass, pulling him close against his face, his skin hot under her touch as she rubs her cheek to his bulge. 

Looking up his body, watching the rise and fall of his chest, the rhythm changing with her touch. Kissing softly across his stomach, her tongue flicking into his navel, the muscles reacting suddenly, she grabs the skin with her teeth, sucking it hard to feel his reaction. Eyes turned up and seeing his head falling back, she slips her fingers under his waistband and pulls down the jockey shorts quickly, letting them fall to the ground. Amazed at the reaction his body has to her every touch, she struggles with her own desires, the planning, the teasing a torture for her too as she looks at him nude for the first time. Feeling his cockhead brush her cheek softly, the precum dampening her softly, squeezing her thighs together tightly and moaning softly, shutting her eyes to regain her composure, wanting this to last. 

* * *

His body burning, skin tingling from the different sensations; the cool of the night air, the gentle flicker of the candle, all serving to enhance the pleasure of her touch. Passion coursing through is body, the need for her growing inside him as he watches her. Arching forward when the shorts fall from his legs, cock springing free, throbbing with excitement as he feels her eyes on him for the first time. Breathing deeply, twitching and shivering with pleasure, the head glistening with precum already, needing her more than he wants to admit. He reaches for her, fingertips brushing softly against her cheek, looking into her eyes, seeing and feeling the desire in them. His hands shaking as they brush lightly against her skin, feeling so cold against the warmth of her cheek, stroking down her neck. A little rush of doubt sweeping through him as his fingers come in contact with the silky fabric of her robe, pushing it from her shoulders with closed eyes in case of rejection. Feeling none as he runs his fingers along her shoulders, feeling the robe fall away as they pass the curve of her shoulder. 

Opening his eyes to see her there, the candlelight playing off her skin, giving her a warm glow, flickering in her eyes turned up at his. Smiling at her, his confidence returning as he sees her, her body beautiful, perfect, driving him on, desire swelling in him more than before. Shyly drawing his fingers across her chest, the tips brushing lightly across her sensitive skin. The changing texture from his touch and the exposure, watching her tremble as his grip tightens, pinching her nipple and feeling it harden for him. His eyes fixed on hers as he feels her grip tighten on his ass, hips moving forward in response, watching as her tongue reaches out in an instant to taste, the shock almost buckling his knees as he sees her lips envelope his cock.

* * *

She shivers at his first touch, biting her lip to keep from moaning out loudly as he teases her nipples to erectness. She knows of the hesitation in his touch, the fear that must be gripping him, she knows she surprised him tonight, that they have both dreamed and waited for this day, so long in coming. Her lips part, tongue reaching and tasting him for the first time, the soft taste surprising, savoring this moment, holding his taste on her tongue before closing her lips around his cockhead, slowly sliding her lips down his shaft. She closes her eyes and tightens her fingers on his buttocks, controlling his movements as her tongue strokes the underside of his sensitive shaft. The reaction immediately known to her as his fingers tighten their grip on her nipples, her moan muffled but vibrating his cock. She feels his muscles tense and relax, totally under her control as she massages him with her mouth. Loving the effect that she has on him, more than she has ever dreamed of. She feels the desire welling in her own body, needing him as much as he is wanting her. Slipping his cock from her lips, leaning under, licking from his balls to his cockhead, softly kissing his head and turning to look up his body. Seeing the need in his eyes, whispering, "Make love to me."

* * *

Feeling the words against his sensitive skin as much as hearing them, he looks down into her eyes hesitantly, as if for confirmation. Watching as she rolls onto the bed, his fingers still on her shoulder, the robe falling away from her body, exposing her nude body to his gaze. She is beautiful, her skin glowing for him, breathing deeply to steady himself as he watches her. Moving between her legs, his eyes memorizing her every feature, trembling as he places his hands on her shoulder, cock aching at the site and smell of her. Every part of her assaulting his senses; the sight of her in the candle light, the scent of her sex enveloping him, feeling the warmth of her body against his. Shaking as he positions himself at her opening, looking down into her eyes as he hesitates again, whispering softly, "Are you sure?" Seeing her nod slightly, hearing her "Yes," as a response, his hips pushing forward, sliding slowly but easily into her wetness, a moan forced from his lips as his body comes to rest against her, throbbing inside her. Moving his hips slowly as he feels her motion beneath him, his cock coated in her, their juices mixing together, the feelings so intense, exciting, but relaxing at the same time, knowing that this is right, this is how it is supposed to be.

* * *

Feeling her body open beneath his pressure, moaning softly as she feels his cock slip between her sensitive lips, taking him fully into her. Her eyes shutting with pleasure as her body responds naturally, rising to meet him in a slow gentle rhythm. The weight of his body on her shoulders forcing the breath from her in bursts as he thrusts, the feeling overwhelming her quickly. Raking her nails across his shoulders, pulling him to her as her eyes open in short bursts to take in the site of him. Clinching tightly at him, feeling so complete with his cock inside her. Forcing her hips to his, the force increasing quickly as the sensations wash over her body, the night's build up worth the wait as it all rushes to her now. The moans escaping her lips growing louder as it grows in her, eyes shutting tightly as she screams out, grabbing him as the first orgasm takes over her body. Her body arching to meet his, urging him faster and harder, crying out loudly as his hips drive forward, burying his cock in her. Squeezing him tightly, her pussy like a vise, the wetness running down, coating her ass as she rakes her nails down his back. Screaming louder as the orgasms come quickly now, one on top of the other, feeling his thrusts grow harder the more she cries out. Her head spinning, hands falling from his back and letting her body go limp from exhaustion soon, squeezing him as he throbs inside her, amazed that he has held out for so long as she opens her eyes finally. Playfully pushing at him, feeling exposed as he slips from her, whispering to him, "Let me watch."

* * *

Sweat covering his body, feeling his heart racing and every muscle in his body twitching to drive him forward, using everything he is to drive into her. Her wetness coating him, running over his balls, the sound of their bodies slamming together being drowned out by her screams. Feeling her urging him faster and harder, pounding her body with his, throbbing inside the soft velvet of her pussy. Watching and biting his lip as the orgasms over take her, amazed by the beauty of the site, knowing that he is having that effect on her, the soft light in sharp contrast to the hardness of the sex. Watching the blood flush her face, skin glowing in the candlelight, he had forgotten what it was like to have this power, to be able to do this and he loves it. Watching and feeling as her body finally goes limp, finally drained by the orgasms he has given her. Gasping as he feels the cool air around his cock when it slips from her, hearing her request and nodding his assent. 

Laying on his back, he brings his hand to his lips, licking it softly from habit, knowing the her juices are the only lubrication he needs. His eyes on her as he reaches, wrapping his fingers around his cock and starting to stroke himself slowly. Feeling her eyes on him, listening as she whispers softly to urge him on, the candles casting shadows over his body, thrusting his hips forward to fuck his hand. Thinking of how it felt to be inside her finally, of all the times they had shared up to now, of the beautiful woman watching him, wanting to pleasure her in this final act for himself. Taking his eyes from her only when they must close, the waves of pleasure growing in him, needing to feel her eyes on him, feeling as her fingers brush his leg, the nails digging in tightly. 

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Watching every muscle of his body flex, she whispers the words she knows he loves to drive him along. The candlelight making every movement seem different, the precum glistening softly as it coats his cock, wondering exactly what he's thinking, wanting to be inside him as he was in her. Squeezing his thigh hard, nails digging in and leaving their tell-tell marks on him, feeling the muscles strain as his hips lift and push forward harder, seeing his back arch, thinking of how beautiful he looks, memorizing every reaction as best she can. Feeling his body lurch forward one more time, shaking differently from the rest, she moves a little, positioning herself closer as she sees it, his cock swelling and the head opening on his downstroke. Watching as the cum shoots vigorously from his cock, fueled by the explosion she knows he must feel. Seeing it fly through the air and land on his chest, jet after jet glistening as it lands on his body. She smiles at him, his eyes closed tightly as he experiences what he gave her, lowering her head and dragging her tongue across him. Feeling the hairs grow sticky, tasting the sweat and the cum together, cleaning part from him before laying down, swallowing and savoring the taste of him, drawing her fingers through what is left and smiling. Closing her eyes when his arms rests around her waist, feeling his chest rise and fall as he comes down, letting the well earned sleep wash over both of them, each knowing contentment as never before.



First Time



It’s strange how things happen sometimes. Kind of like the progression of the hands on a clock. If you’re watching the hands, waiting for them to move, time takes and eternity to pass. It’s almost physically painful waiting for a certain moment in time to arrive. But when you’re not looking…and your attention is elsewhere, time seems to pass before you know it. And just like that, everything changes.

My wife and I had a great sex life. Totally into each other and each other’s previous experiences. During sex with each other, we would talk about our previous encounters, sharing every intimate detail. Sharing the total depth and feelings of our sexual lives before we met, was a total turn on for us. Making the climax of our love making just that much more powerful.

One story we shared had to do with her and two other guys. It wasn’t the first time that she had been with more than one guy at the same time, but it was the first time she had been with two guys that were somewhat bisexual. As the story goes, the guys had told her previously that they were sexually active with each other. So she was more than happy to be involved with them. Even though I couldn’t understand the attraction of two guys having sex…she was totally turned on by the idea. She wanted to be a part of that, as much as any man would want to be a part of two women having sex. So from that point of view, I could understand the attraction.

As the intimacy and trust of our relationship increased deeply with our passion for each other, we talked about the fantasies that each of us had simmering deep inside. Things we had never shared with anyone. Things we had never voiced aloud. Things we had only experienced in the privacy of our own minds, all alone, totally into the imagined experience.

Both of us had been with more than one sexual partner in the same encounter. Both of us had enjoyed the experiences and we were talking about possibly sharing this experience with each other. We both had friends we fantasized about, but who could we approach? Not an easy thing to do. What if we were rejected? What if our desires were made known to other people? I told her about a woman that I had been involved with previously. Some one that was married. Some one that I knew would not risk sharing the information with anyone. She had as much to lose as we did.

So I approached her with the subject slowly. And she was receptive. She had also had the fantasy of being with another woman, but had no idea how to act on it. So we gave her a way.

What a turn on for me that was. My friend had the most awesome body. Light brown skin, a perfect set of breasts that she had recently added to her slim frame. She was quite a treat for the eyes, any eyes, and my wives eyes and hands were perfectly coordinated in exploring her body in detail. What a sight that was. I will never forget seeing my wife take those beautiful breasts in her hands, and slowly sucking her nipples into her mouth. It was quite the experience for the both of us.

But we both wanted something more. Something that would satisfy the both of us. She still had it in her mind, that seeing me with another man would be a total turn on for her. But I just couldn’t see that ever happening in this lifetime!

About this time we both learned about the chat features that the Internet makes available to the world. You can be talking to someone right next door, or on the other side of the world. And you can find chat rooms on almost any subject under the rainbow!

So we looked for a chat room with a theme based on married people who were looking for a little fun!

There were so many of them that we didn’t know where to start first. But we settled on one we found that had a lot of fun people in it, and was very much like the TV show Cheers, after awhile, everyone knew everyone else’s name! There was a lot of flirting going on, and a lot of good friendships formed. There were a few single people as well. And after some friendly flirting online had progressed into “cyber sex” it was easy to make the next progression to talking on the phone. Mutual masturbation or, flat out phone sex as most people like to think of it, became a normal thing in our lives.

One night my wife woke up to find me masturbating while I was talking to one of the regular people from the chat room that we were a part of. It turns out that my wife had been on the other line listening to us get off with each other. She had heard the other woman cum for me once already. So by the time my wife came out to join me, she was quite aroused herself. Instead of her being upset with the situation, she actually came over to me as I was laying on the couch, taking my already hard cock into her mouth, and started sucking me slowly and deeply as I got back into the conversation I was having with the other woman. As the woman on the phone brought herself closer and closer to her orgasm, my wife was bringing me closer to mine. Slowly and expertly she worked on my cock with her mouth and hands. As I felt my orgasm curse through my body and my cum flow freely into my wife’s waiting mouth, the woman on the phone experienced her own total release, and we came intensely together, hearing each others breath, listening to each others sighs, and all of the other sounds that come with the total release of cumming, deep and hard, until your body is completely spent and totally satisfied.

One couple we met online seemed to be quite interested in us – maybe because we were so much alike since we lived about an hour apart and they both participated in the online chat, like us. There were a lot of “I’m married but don’t tell my spouse what I do here” people there as well. But we appreciated open, honest relationships like ours. We had exchanged a few pictures with them, and eventually got around to doing the cyber sex thing with them. This ended up happening on a regular basis. When we finally got around to talking on the phone with them we wasted no time in acting out some of the things that we had talked about online. At one point I was talking to the other woman on the phone, while my extremely hard cock was gently sliding in and out of my wife’s ass. It was a totally intense situation. Her husband at the time was busy with his face between her legs, and as we talked, our orgasms approached. As I came deeply into my wife, she filled her husbands mouth with the sweetness of her taste, and he reacted appropriately, sucking as much of her cum into his mouth as he could.

As I said earlier, sometimes before you know it, the time has arrived.

When we finally agreed to meet with our new found friends, there were not a lot of questions about what might or might not happen left unanswered. The anticipation was as intense as any I had known before. Like a kid waiting for Christmas morning, unable to sleep, just thinking about all the unknown presents that would be presented for him to open and play with! The pit in my stomach was alive with a desire I had not felt before.

We met for dinner and had an outstanding time. The food was excellent and the company turned out to be more than we had hoped for. We all got along in person, just as famously as we had got along online and on the phone. We all had agreed before hand, not to expect anything, so no matter what happened, no one would be disappointed. But it became quite obvious during dinner, as my wife sat next to him, kissing, flirting, touching, all right before my eyes. Bringing me to a level of excitement I had not thought possible, that this night would be what we had anticipated for years. A foursome. All of us having each and every one of our most intimate desires fulfilled.

It started out slowly when we came back to the house. My wife sitting on one couch with him, me sitting on the other couch with her. We kissed for awhile. Just watching each other from the corner of our eyes. Making sure that what was going on was okay with each other, and turning the other person on as well. To say that it was a turn on for me was an understatement!

As my wife took his rock hard cock deep into her mouth. I watched with amazement. The most perfect porn move that I had ever seen was going on right before my eyes, and it was live. My new girlfriend wasted no time exposing my totally hard cock as well. And was lavishing her attention on it with her mouth as well. Taking me deep, as my wife took him deep, it was total bliss to be feeling what I was feeling, and watching what I was watching. My wife sucking on another guys cock. Taking it all the way down her throat, drooling all over it and stroking that glistening wet cock with her hands. It was incredible.

We had all agreed before hand, that if anything did happen, it would be only an oral exchange only, for our first meeting. So as we moved on to other things, seeing the girls pleasure each other orally was something that he and I both wanted to see badly. 

It turned out to be as intense as I had anticipated. Seeing another woman with her face between my wife’s legs, expertly using her tongue on her clit, her lips sucking softly on my wife’s lips. My cock was sliding gently and slowly in and out of my wife’s mouth while this was going on. And soon her newfound boyfriend joined his wife between my wife’s legs. Both of them eating her alive, while my cock fucked her mouth. Eventually my wife’s mouth ended up between her legs, bringing her to and orgasm that she had not expected. It was awesome to watch, and I’m sure, an awesome thing to feel.

Of course after the girls had put on this show for us, they expected us to put on a show for them. Turns out this other woman had envisioned the same fantasy my wife had envisioned. Seeing two guys having sex together. I don’t think either one of us was really expecting, or looking forward to this happening, but after what they had done for us so far, it was hard to refuse. Especially with the thought if the girls didn’t get what they wanted, we might not get what we wanted. Ever again!

So with that in mind, we both agreed to see what we could do for them.

As I brought my cock to his mouth, I could tell he was really not into this at all. But the look on the girl’s faces told us both all we needed to know. My hard cock was inches from his lips, and his wife put her hand behind his head and shoved his mouth onto my cock. For me it was kinda weird. I was very used to seeing a woman in this position, so seeing a man with my cock in his mouth was very out of place. But he did what he could, and the girls enjoyed the show immensely.

After a bit of that, they both showed us their appreciation by going back down on us. My wife got on her knees, sucking me deeply into her mouth. She was making me feel incredible, and just when I thought it couldn’t possibly get any better, his wife got behind me, spread my ass cheeks with her hands and started licking at my asshole. As she shoved her tongue deep into my ass, my cock disappeared over and over again into my wife’s mouth and throat. They worked me like that for what seemed like forever. How could I ever repay this totally overwhelming attention to every fantasy I had ever had? Well, I was soon going to find out!

After awhile, they both turned their attention to him, my wife with his balls in her mouth and his wife sucking deep and hard on his totally erect cock. Lavishing him with the same attention they had jus lavished so lovingly on me. At this point, as I was stroking my own hard cock, and watching with complete attention, both the girls motioned me to come join them. I guess it was my turn to put on the visual show they both seemed so intent on watching!

My thoughts were wild. How was I going to do this? Take another man’s cock in my mouth? How did this point in time arrive at my door? What was I going to do? I knew one thing for sure though. The more I thought about it, the less I was going to want to do it! Like skydiving for the first time. Jump out of a plane? Suck on another guy’s cock? There are some things that you just have to do without thinking too much about it. So that is exactly what I decided to do.

The feeling of having a cock in my mouth was so foreign to me. Even thought I had had a dildo in my mouth before, at the request of a prior girlfriend, this was very different. I remember thinking, this is way harder than it looks! Some women have a certain talent for sucking cock. They can make you feel absolutely incredible. But this was a talent I did not seem to possess.

But I had perfected a talent by play sucking on a dildo with my other girlfriend! I did know how to deep throat without gagging! So as I took his cock completely into my mouth and I think everyone was impressed. The reaction was positive. So I did it over and over again. Taking his cock all the way down my throat, and drooling all over it as I pulled it out of my mouth. It all felt wired to me, but I could tell the girls were enjoying it, so I was more than happy to do it for them. When I stopped, I felt his cock start to throb in my hand. I guess I was doing something right for him, so I squeezed his cock as tight as I could to keep him from cumming. I just held still and let him relax. I didn’t want either of us to cum, and have the evening end anytime too soon!

We continued playing in every position possible. We watched them fuck right in front of us. My hand on her pussy, feeling his cock slip between my fingers deep into his wife. And then the girls once again both tag teamed us separately. So we were able to just enjoy the view and jack off, watching two mouths suck on one cock. The girls were fantastic. Kissing each other’s mouths, and taking turns. One would have cock in her mouth, while the other one had a mouth full of cum filled balls deep in her mouth, gently sucking on them. Over and over this went on. Till finally, while I was watching, he could hold back no longer. His orgasm hit like a hammer, and he emptied his balls into my wife’s waiting mouth. She sucked him hard, and got every drop of cum that he had to give her. Nothing was lost. She took it all. Every drop of his warm thick cum pumped deep into her mouth, but without me realizing it, she did not swallow it. She had other ideas for this huge load of cum in her mouth.

She turned to me, as I sat there stroking my rock hard cock, and smiled, moved close to me to kiss me, and as I opened my mouth to kiss her, I experienced something I never expected to know. Cum. Her mouth was full of it, warm and thick. And she forced it completely into my mouth. I was shocked at first, but when the taste hit my tongue, it was unreal. I ate it up. I went after what was left in her mouth with a passion I had seldom felt before. Why? I have no idea. All I know is now I want more. I want cum in my mouth. I want to feel what my wife has felt a thousand times before. A hard cock, emptying its hot, thick load, right into my mouth. Don’t ask me how I got to this point. Like the hands of a clock, moving slowly but relentlessly, this point in time has arrived without me realizing it. And now, as my wife is totally content with my new desire, I want to suck cock, I need to suck cock, I need to feel the taste of cum in my mouth. 

And I need it bad.




First Time



he was in total Awe of Her. he was somewhat of a needy slave, but never the less, he tried to please Her as best as he could. She had done all he had asked of Her... She had proven that She was indeed trustworthy as it is important to him to know that She will honor his gift even at his most vulnerable time. She is an honorable Mistress... though new to it, he could never tell, but She did remind him every so often. This was a relationship made to be wild and wicked. She had shown him tenderness, friendship and care but had also shown him a deep evil streak within Her soul. 

She knew that Her limits would soon become his limits and Her slave would finally be silent... never again to speak a safety word again as they would go punished severely. he knew this going into it and yet was completely drawn into Her web. he knew that once he had told Her of his single last desire - to be Hers - there would never be any turning back or release.. he would forever be Her slave. he knows that She can instill fear in him with a glance or a single word. This fear is what will keep him striving to be the best for Her. She has many times wanted to watch him in certain situations... he has been very hesitant until now... for he has given himself to Her and with that all control over all his inhibitions and hesitations... those are now Hers to look after. he no longer has a say in his own destiny, he has given his destiny to Her.

She places a ring gag in his mouth and tightens it up at the back of his head... She then places a hood over his head and a collar and leash. he knows that this is just the beginning of it all... being totally dominated and controlled. She places him on his knees with them apart. he feels his ankles being restrained. his arms are pulled behind his back... his cock begins to grow as he feels his arms being bound together. he feels a sharp pinch on his cock but the hood has kept everything from view... even still, the collar would prevent him from looking down. he hears a satisfied sigh from Her and hears Her footsteps leaving the room. he has no idea how much time has passed, but he knows it has not been that long when They return. 

he hears Him comment on Her new strap on cock when the door to the room opens... He is shocked to see what is on the floor of Her room. he can hear Her smiling and hears clothes unzipping and coming off. he is helpless on his knees which are beginning to hurt now... unable to get up and unable to speak, but he knows that there is no point in resisting. he feels heat next to his face as the blinds covering his eyes is opened and he sees Her looking into Her slaves eyes as She whispers "open or closed?" His eyes dart around to try to see who else is in the room, but She is too close... he tries to speak but the ring gag prevents any intelligible sounds from coming out. he is scared to move. She then remembers placing the gag in his mouth... She lets out an evil laugh and says "of course you want it open... you want to see everything, don't you my little fucktoy?'"

he nods as She stands up and slaps his face with Her new strap on cock. She runs it across his open eyes and then down one cheek across and under his nose to his forced open mouth and holds it there for a second. he stares intently on Her nicely trimmed mound. he feels something happening at the top of his head and hears Him laughing "holy shit... that thing has a handle? that will make for a real good face fuck won't it Heather?"

"Yes, Tom... just watch this!!" as She laughs hysterically. he thinks that he must be a real site and for the first time realizes that he is going to be used as he has never been done before. Then suddenly, Her cock is thrust into his mouth with great force against the back of his throat as his head is violently pulled forward. he gags and coughs but tries his best to please Her. She starts to fuck his face with the dildo... he cannot wrap his lips around it and it is too big for him to use his tongue, he truly is a orifice for Her to fuck. She pulls out and moves away and for the first time, he sees the person referred to as "Tom" sitting in the chair naked and stroking the largest cock he has ever seen. his eyes widen and he starts to shake. She walks over to Him now and he quickly compares Her strap on to His and He is larger by far.. he is thankful that Mistress Heather was so kind to him when purchasing it. his eyes train on the cock and then he thinks but how could She be so cruel as to bring something that size to me, especially since She knows i have not done this before? They are talking for a while and laughing... She points to his cock and says something about the size... She takes out the dildo from the strap on and tosses it on the bed. She then goes to the night stand and pulls out a very large cock like dildo and places that into the harness. She walks around and looks very different with a hard on bouncing up and down with each step... She returns and shoves the large cock into his mouth, grabs the handle and starts to fuck her whore on the floor. he knows what is coming and wishes that the blind could be closed... just then, as if She read his mind, the blind on the hood is closed and he is returned to total darkness. She pulls out and he can hear Them talking again.. and very shortly a cock is thrust back into his mouth and is pumping in and out. 

With each thrust, he is trying to figure out Who is in him and also to train his throat to take it all without gagging. She asks if he wants the blind opened again but the violent thrusts from Who ever is fucking his mouth and holding the handle on the top of his head prevents him from showing any sign to Her of his wishes... then he realizes that his wishes do not matter anyway, he remembers what he said when giving himself to Her... he trains on the voice to try to figure out Who is inside of him but he is disoriented now and it is useless. Suddenly the fucking stops and the cock is removed from his mouth.

She asks again "honestly my fucking slut, do you want it open?" he shakes his head.

"you don't want to see which one of Us is fucking you?" he shakes his head again. "you look so good sucking cock... are you sure you have not done this before? His booming voice lets out with a laugh... once again, he shakes his head.

"he is good at it isnt he, Heather?"

"Yes, the little cunt actually has a purpose" as She belts out a laugh as the blind covering his eyes is quickly unzipped. he now sees both of them standing in front of him and both cocks are about the same size. They turn towards him as he shuts his eyes.

"Open those fucking eyes you worthless piece of shit!" She booms towards him. he quickly obeys and opens them to see Her kneeling in front of him about a foot away and off to the right side. A caring look comes across Her face and he feels re-assured "you trust me don't you?"

he nods.

"you know that i would not hurt you right?"

he nods.

"you know that i respect you right?"

he nods again.

"you know that i would never hurt you, right?"

he nods as the look quickly disappears and one of pure evil comes across with a huge smile Her mouth opens as he hears the words "you are mine and you should have known better before you gave me ownership of your sorry little ass!! W/we discussed this before and you were fine with it... so what is the problem... you said you wanted to suck a cock and now you are going back on your word? your Mistress has brought you a cock to suck and now you refuse? How do you know He hasn't already been in your mouth?"

With those words, he realizes two things, one that he has no idea who was fucking his mouth and two, She truly a great Mistress. She had learned well. As he gazes out from the hood hopelessly helpless... His cock starts to move towards his face... he can feel Him enter his mouth and gfab the handle and She is still kneeling and looking into his eyes.

"it was me before, this is His first time in you... you little cunt!... how do you like it?" 

he faintly shrugs his shoulders. She looks into his eyes as he has his mouth fucked by Him. he feels Him trying to enter his throat... "it is okay, let it happen and relax your throat" She whispers to him.

he suddenly feels okay with everything or else realizes that there is no hope for him anymore and his throat relaxes and His cock slips down. Her eyes widen in total shock!

She gasps as Her jaw drops! "Your balls are touching his fucking chin!!!"

"I know, it feels fucking great Heather!! What a fucking blow job this is!!"

Then She smiles and asks Him "how long are You?" 

He replies proudly "9 inches"

She looks back into his eyes and whispers "I can't even take all that!" as the sounds from above him signal the warning of His orgasm as hot fluid fills his mouth. he keeps it there as more is coming in.... he is not sure what to do with it.

"Swallow it you worthless piece of shit!"

he starts to swallow all the gushing cum as He pushes harder into his mouth... 



First Time



I can feel you. Your eyes burning into me. Watching every move, every breath I take. Every morning as I get up, and dress for school, I know you're there as I pull my tiny white cotton knickers up my smooth long legs and then pull my short tight school dress over my head, my full firm breasts straining against the buttons. This morning from the moment the morning sunlight washed over my naked sleeping body I knew you were watching me from the way moment I unconsciously began to stroke my breasts in my sleep, drawing soft slow circles around my nipples, making them hard, before sucking softly on my fingers, bringing the soft wet tips over my sensitive nipples, arching my back pushing my hands harder against the tips. 

I felt you watching me as I awoke, as I pressed my naked legs together as I felt the moisture dripping onto my thighs, I knew you were watching me as I got up on my knees, my ass, turned up high towards you. Could you see how wet I was. I knew your eyes were locked on my young tight pussy, I knew your cock was rock hard watching me reach between my legs to slowly rub my hard throbbing clit. Did you see the way my pussy and ass squeezed as the juices seeped out of my hole? Don't think I didn't know you were sitting there in your secret spying spot imagining you were grabbing my hips and thrusting your hard dick into me from behind as I rocked my hips, sliding my clit over my fingers. And as u watched me slide not one, not two, but three fingers, into my tight pussy, thrusting them deep into my cunt you stroked your cock fast and shot your hot white cum all over your chest, didn't you? Did you like the way I pulled my cum-covered fingers from my pussy and sucked them into my mouth... next time I do that they'll be covered with you sweet hot jizz baby.

My 18th birthday party is tonight... I'm too young for you... 

And don't you know it. I've seen you from across the street you watch me, as you lie there next to your sleeping wife. I bet you can't even remember the last time you were touching a body like mine. I know you crave me, obsess about me, my soft, sweet smooth skin...firm full breasts, and a wet warm oh so tight virgin pussy.... Oh that's right baby, my sweet 18 yr old never been fucked virgin pussy...think back...night after night as I've let those boys come into my room as I've dropped in front of them and played with their cocks with my little Asian hands and mouth, and then let them cram their tongues into my pussy, all those times as you've watched me cum moaning and screaming has it ever been with a nice thick hard cock in my pussy? Never. 

You want to know why? I've been waiting for you baby. You're not the only one who's been watching baby. I'll never forget the first time I saw your cock. It was one of those rare times your wife would let you fuck her. My pussy has never been as wet as when I watched you pull out your thick hard cock, your fist stroking up and down your shaft, and slammed it into her. I came so hard that night, fucking myself with my dildo so deep, wanting it to be you. I don't want some horny teenager who doesn't know what he's doing to slide his dick into me once and cum...I want a man, a real man, who knows what he's doing. Someone who'll know how to really pound my pussy hard, who'll know how to fuck me with every inch he's got. 

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I walked against the wall of wind trying to prevent me from gaining access to what lay beyond. I leaned into it and pushed; it pushed back with half the force. It was only toying with me. I knew that the wind was an unrestrained creature with violent intent. It could no doubt hurl me to the frozen ground and bind me there like an insect helplessly bound to a spider's web but it did not. Instead, it feigned weakness and inch by inch I made my way forward into the land of the deceased.

I halted in the middle of the cemetery; the wind followed suit. For a moment there was no sound, no movement. All had gone dead around me. I slowly turned full circle, glancing over the white marble tombstones and the wilting flowers accompanying them. Angry black clouds rolled across the sky, drunkenly tumbling over one another, trampling the moonlight in their brawl. I leaned back into the arms of the wind and faced the sky, raising my arms up above my head. The sky rumbled and the trees bent toward me until they looked as if they may snap.

Suddenly, I was standing amidst the chaos of nature. The stillness was broken, replaced by a raging storm; the trees were pulled every which way, snapping against each other. As the wind swirled around me, I caught a glimpse of a shadow darting thru the black iron gates of the cemetery. A plump rain drop landed on my head and trickled off the tips of my hair. The rain had begun. The scenery was now complete.

I took in a deep, involuntary breath at the sudden sensation of warm lips on my neck and an arm tight around my waist. No words were exchanged, but he sensed my excitement. I turned to face him, my body pressed against his. His eyes bore deep into mine and looking into them I caught the rising hell-fire overcoming their natural icy blue. A gasp escaped my lips and a longing I had been ignoring for so long washed over me. He traced my wanting lips with his tongue, making me feel weak and vulnerable, and then kissed me deeply, embracing me so close that for a moment I thought we might melt into one solitary being. Like starving animals, we responded to one another's kisses ravenously.

I opened my eyes for a brief moment to digest the scene. The outline of gravestones and gnarly old trees over my lover's shoulder looked like a movie set, perhaps even a simple trick of light and shadows played across a white screen. With each kiss, I was slipping farther from reality. All that I recognized as being real was the warm body against mine and our heavy pants of ecstasy as the rest of the world rapidly disintegrated into nothing more than a pile of dust to be swept under the rug of my subconscious. His hand left my neck, leaving it vulnerable to the cold breeze and the tears of angels pouring down upon us, and he positioned his arm around my waist. Softly, he kissed my neck and I drew in a sharp breath in preperation. Just as I had expected, his teeth came crashing down on my flesh in a swift and angry motion, administering the vivid sense that my skin was being pierced with a sharp needle. I rocked against his mouth, whimpering at the sudden mix of pain and pleasure washing over me. I didn't breathe again until his mouth traveled back up to mine, taking me in another hungry kiss.

Our eyes met for just a second but I averted mine shyly to glance across the plains behind him once more. I watched the rain streak the sky in slanted lines. The wind lifted his trench coat so it trailed behind him, reminding me fittingly of a vampire's cape. I turned my attention back to him, pressed my lips to his, and all his violent passion took over. He lifted me against him so that my feet no longer touched the ground. I'm flying. Thunder rumbled overhead and the wind pounding through the trees was deafening. A flash of lightening struck, almost unnoticed. We were too caught up in each other to care.

Come, I whispered, interlocking my fingers with his and leading him deeper into the cemetery. A minute's walk brought us to a set of stone steps which led to a flat stone slab on which a family tombstone plated in black marble sat and watched over its dead. I mounted the steps, my lover following silently, and motioned for him to lay down. He obeyed, quite conscious of what was to come. I straddled his hips and pinned his arms above his head. My lips brushed his, so lightly it could barely be called a kiss. He lifted his head to deepen the kiss, but I pulled just out of reach and, instead, lashed at his neck with my tongue.

I want to feel you inside me, I panted under my breath. ...I want us to be one,... I tugged off my pants and rocked against him, getting him ready. He groaned impatiently and maneuvered his pants out from between us.

I closed my eyes and sucked in my breath. His hands rested themselves on my hips and I let go of all restraint. Suddenly, I fell upon him and the piercing pain of my virginity being torn from my very being overwhelmed me. The stormy night and the cemetery embracing us came at us in flashes. Black and white photographs laced with screams and tears.

I watched the photographs transform from historical grave stones into mirror images of us in my mind's eye. Like spying on strangers, I watched our struggling bodies strive toward release. A tear streamed down my cheek. Frustration was building within me. So close. The world spun faster around us, orgasm surged beneath my skin; I could feel the flames of climax blaze through my body. I'm dying. And then it all came together. The world slowed so that the images became clear again, and finally came to a dead stop. It was no longer raining but our bodies were slick with sweat. I love you, I breathed almost inaudibly. I ran my fingers absent-mindedly through his hair and kissed him with the last of my energy. Spent, my body went limp and I collapsed on top of him. The night wrapped around us like a black cotton blanket studded with stars, protecting us through our dream-filled sleep.



First Time



I had never really given sex much thought. See, I am very shy and led a very sheltered life. At least, until I met him.

We had met online, on one of those message boards. I can't remember why, but we had started talking and he sent me a message introducing himself. Out of boredom, we started chatting. Soon we became fast friends, and a few months after we started talking I realized that I had a crush on him.

We had been talking about me coming to visit for a while, but as far as I knew, it was only a joke, despite the fact that I'd love nothing more than to meet him. Some time later, I told him that I liked him....and was shocked to find out that he liked me, too. We continued talking, and soon we fell in love. This time we began making plans to meet for real. It was tricky to play -- I'm only 19, and we live a considerable distance apart. But finally, I found myself boarding a plane to be with him.

I arrived at the airport, and there he was, waiting for me. I wanted to rush over and hug him, but my shyness gripped me and all I managed to do was smile and say hi. One of his friends was there as well, and she drove us to his house. He helped me with my suitcase and invited her in, but she declined, saying she had work to do. Together we dragged my suitcase up into the guest bedroom, and then he invited me into his room.

I entered timidly and took a seat on his desk chair; he hopped on the bed. We sat like that, chatting idly for a while...or rather, he talked while I occassionally replied. I think that over a course of three hours I said about ten words. We watched some TV together, and I knew he was trying to relax me and put me at ease; he knew all about my shyness and knew that I was very nervous. Finally, he clicked off the television and pushed his bedroom door shut all the way. He took my hand in his, and looking me in the eye, pulled me gently off the chair and onto the bed next to him. He held me in a tight hug, and there we sat for about 10 minutes.

"I've been waiting months to do this..." he whispered into my hair. I smiled, and finally he let me go. He held my face in his hands, and looked me straight in the eye. I could feel myself melting in his gaze -- there was no mistake, I was truly in love with him. I smiled tearfully, but they were tears of happiness. Slowly he brought my face towards his until our noses were touching, and then we kissed.

As I said, I am very very shy, and have been very sheltered. So much so that at the age of 19 I was still a virgin. I had never even been kissed by a guy. But when I felt his soft lips touch mine, what felt like an electric shock flowed through me. We kissed several times, then he lay me down on his bed and lay down next to me. We lay on our sides facing each other, gently kissing, while he rubbed his hand over my stomach. He worked his hand upwards to caress my breasts, and then down between my legs. I was wearing jeans but still could feel his touch, and he grabbed at my crotch. I jumped slightly, and he smiled.

"Like that?" he asked. I simply nodded in reply. He smiled again, and rolled me over so that I was flat on my back. He lay on top of me and continued kissing me all over, his mouth working down my neck to my chest. I giggled as the kisses tickled me, and he laughed in return. Soon I felt him pulling my shirt up; I lifted my arms and it was gone. He lifted me off the bed and reached around to unhook my bra, which joined my shirt on the floor. Still straddling me, he gazed down at my breasts.

"So lovely..." he said. I blushed; no one had ever seen me without a shirt before. He caressed them softly, first my left and then my right, and then leaned over and started kissing them. He planted his lips all over my chest, before he looked up at me, eyes twinkling. Then he licked my nipples, which made them instantly turn rock hard, and he took them, one at a time, into his mouth and gently sucked on them. My back arched underneath him; I had never felt such a sensation before and it felt incredible. I could feel myself starting to get moist in excitement.

"Now...lets get rid of these..." he said, rolling off me and looking down at my jeans. He swiftly unbuttoned and unzipped them, and in no time they were off, leaving me in just my panties. He laughed when he saw them. "You cheeky little minx!" he said; that morning I had chosen to wear my pink panties that had two large cherries on them. I don't know why, but something had told me to do it. I lifted up my ass, and he deftly peeled my panties off and tossed them to the floor where the rest of my clothing had been deposited. 

I was now completely exposed. No one had ever seen me naked before, and my face was flushed bright red. But the embarassment soon gave way to excitement. He paused only to whip off his own clothing, and then he was laying next to me on the bed again. He rubbed my stomach and my tits while kissing me all over, and once he judged that I was nice and turned on, he slowly brought his hand down. He began fingering my clit, softly at first. He worked up the intensity for a few minutes, and then got up and moved down and leaned between my legs. He slowly and gently pushed them apart, and lowered his face towards my pussy. I gasped with pleasure as I felt his tongue snake across my most private parts; he used his tongue to work my clit until I was soaking wet. After a while he went back to using his fingers, and began kissing me all over. With one hand he rubbed and tickled and kneaded my clit, with the other he stroked his cock until I could see that his erection was rock-hard. 

Suddenly he was on top of me, shoving me legs apart. I knew what was going to happen and even though I very much wanted it, I was very nervous. He was larger than I thought and I'd heard that having sex for the first time was painful. I was incredibly tense and nervous, and I'm sure he could see that. I tried to clamp my legs back together, but he had already positioned himself between them and was leaning over me. I squeezed my eyes shut as I felt his cock touch my pussy...and then gasped sharply as he pushed it in. It hurt terribly, even though I knew that he was going slowly and trying to make it as painless as possible for me.

"You okay?" he asked. I nodded, wincing. It hurt, but I didn't want him to stop. He slowly thrust into me; I winced and gasped each time because of the pain, but he could see in my eyes I wanted him to continue. However, he stopped before he was completely finished.

"What...?" I asked quietly.

"Don't want to overdo it..." he replied, pulling out of me and kissing me. He went back to fingering my clit, while with his other hand he masturbated himself, quickly bringing us both to orgasm. We lay next to each other, and he grabbed me in his arms and held me tightly against him. We were silent a moment, until I spoke.

"When can we do that again? And this time, can we do it harder?"



First Time



I'm not really sure how I ended up where I am. However, the events below are true and only the names have been changed. It happed to me over 15 years ago and my life has never been the same.

It was my freshman year of college, being 35 in the middle of a mean divorce I decided to sell my condo and move into one of the college dorms. My friends thought I was nuts, but I figured what the hell, what do I have to lose. During the first couple of weeks I pretty much ignored most of the crowd of young students partying on campus. I met a few students who really did not care about my age and we would hang out and enjoy some beer. Around Halloween, they invited me to a costume party. I really did not feel like going, and the day of the party as I was sitting in their dorm room, drinking a beer they prepared to leave. As I was sitting on the couch, the most erotic women I have ever seen walked into the room. She was stunning, tall with long legs wrapped in fishnet stockings. She was wearing a latex top and mini skirt that accented her figure. She looked at me, smiled and walked over placing her finger under my chin and closing my mouth. Jeez, I felt like a fool. She asked me to get her a beer and I jumped to grant her wish. 

While sitting in the room, other people came in and the room filled to about 15 people. For a dorm room this is very crowded. I was talking to this Goddess and found out her name was Leah and she went to a nearby college and was friends with one of the roommates. She asked if I was going to the party and I said I was not. She seemed disappointed and asked why. Looking into her eyes, I could think of no reason not to go and gave the feeble excuse of having no costume. She looked around the room and saw a friend of hers; she yelled to her that she needed some help making a costume.

Grabbing my hand she led me out of the room down the hall to her girlfriend's room. Once inside they started pulling clothes out of the closet. I was instructed to take off my pants and shirt and to start putting on what they handed me. Before long there I was standing in front of a mirror wearing a long flowery skirt with a pink blouse. They gave me a pair of high heels to wear, I complained they were to small and was told it did not matter to them WEAR THEM. When they finished with the clothes, they both looked at me and Leah made the remark that it still was not right. They grabbed some fishnet stockings and started to put on make up. Leah looked me over and with a smile said I would be her little pet tonight at the party. We went back to the room and everyone cheered that I changed my mind. 

At the party the place was filled with young college students drinking beer for the most part and I had a good time and met some students I had seen on campus or in class but did not know. Leah would grab me every once n a while and as she drank a little more would tell me how much seeing me in a skirt was turning her on. I of course was getting her more beer as the night went on. We flirted with each other softly caressing each others as we passed in the night. As the night wore on and the crowd thinned out I found myself with Leah in my arms sharing a passionate embrace. I held her in my arms kissing her neck and running my hands along her back to her thighs. She looked me in the eyes and said perhaps when we leave I can find a place more private. She stepped away and walked to the ladies room. I found my friends and they commented on how well things were going with Leah, I said yea and it looks like it is only going to get better. We joked and Mike, a guy whose room I was in before the party said he never would have guessed that about me. Patted me on the back and said he was hitting the road back to campus. I waited for Leah and we grabbed a couple of beers and decided to head back to my campus. When we arrived we headed for my room.

Once inside I did not waste my time with the lights. I grabbed Leah by the arms; pulling her close and kissed her hard finding she returned the kiss with just as much power. We worked our way to the couch and continued to wrap our bodies together. She started pulling off my blouse, telling me how turned on she was seeing me dressed like this. I could care les how I was dressed, her was a beautiful women in my dorm room, me 35 and she was 22. God I was in heaven. She continued to remove my skirt and as she did she got down on her knees and took me into her mouth. My head fell back onto the couch as she worked me with her tongue, taking all of me into her. I laid back and she used her fingers to massage my back side. I never had this done and when she inserted a finger into me I exploded into her mouth. She swallowed every drop and brought her lips to mine. I could taste my salty explosion on her lips and this turned me on even more. When the kiss ended and we pulled out, she looked me in the eyes and said it appears I liked what she was doing to my backside and the taste on her lips seemed to agree with me also. 

I pulled her lips back to mine and said Yes, yes I enjoyed it very much. With that she moved next to me on the couch and slowly pushed me between her legs. I got on the floor and began the slow process of kissing my way up her long slender legs. I ran my fingers up her thighs and followed them with kisses and soft bites. I was now less than an inch from her womanhood and I placed my fingers on her panties and began to pull them down. Seeing the soft hair beginning to be exposed I lower my lips and started kissing her on the soft curly hair as I lowered her panties. She gently placed her hands on my head and directed me lower down her body. As I pulled her panties off, me lips touched something and started to open to allow it in my mouth. What was I doing!!!! I was sooo turned on I could not stop. 

Leah was a man, and I was taking her into my mouth and savoring the sweet feel of her growing on my tongue. She held me in place as I slowing worked my mouth to allow as much of her into me as possible. The soft head of her manhood brushed against my tongue as it worked its way down my throat. Leah began moving her hips up and down working my mouth around her as I tried to keep all of her in me. She pulled all the way out and I started licking the shaft and nuzzling my face into her. I opened my mouth and lowered myself onto again. This time she held my head tight and I felt her start to tense up, her hips raised up off the couch and I felt a warm explosion in my mouth. I swallowed as she pumped herself into trying to swallow every drop. When she began to soften, I kissed the soft head and kissed my why back up her body until our mouths found each others. 

She pulled me up and laid me over the couch, and then she placed her tongue on me and starting rimming me. I stroked myself as she worked her tongue in me like I never felt before. I could see her getting hard again and she stood and I felt her start to enter me. It hurt but I wanted to feel her all the way in me. She slowly pressed forward and I could feel her getting past my meager resistance. She gave a powerful thrust and I could feel her enter me completely and her balls slapping against my legs. She rested and allowed me to get used to her them started pumping into me. I stroked myself as she slammed into, after about 10 minutes she grabbed onto my waist and with one final hard slam I could feel her emptying her seed deep within me.

We spent the night in my room and in the morning she repeated the process. We remained lovers for the next 3 years. Now, I love to cross-dress and date other cross dressers. 



First Time



My first experience shooting pictures of a naked girl were very shy attempts to copy the situations that I have seen from professionals.

She was a 20 year old student and answered to my classifieds in a local newspaper. I was surprised how open she approached the session. She had no experience with that either.

We went to a rental studio. I let her undress and she put a men's shirt on. I was nervous. I think she was too.

"Please start to strike a pose. Something you want to express."

She did some boring standing around, twisting her hips and stuff. I thought, I am not good at this.

"Please, open the shirt and show me your breasts."

She was not surprised, opened the shirt and I did not only see her luscious breasts but her unshaven pubic hair. My mouth was open. She chuckled.

I came closer and took some shots from a frogs perspective, when she suddenly became more comfortable. We realized one thing: while shooting, I could not be voyeuristic. I am sure this is a matter of experience, but I could not multitask at my stage of know-how.

Her movements became more easy and she loosened up a lot. "Want me like that?... See that? ... Look closer...Just for you..." She curled her lips and I was sure that she pictured an imaginary admirer whom she was performing for.

"You are doing great and this helps me a lot!" I said. "Lets do some shots with you on the floor, sitting, kneeling, whatever you like to do."

She sat down and came up with some uncomfortable poses. The floor was cold and hard. I found a pillow somewhere and that made it a little softer but not much easier. 

"Wait a second! I was picturing a pose that makes me crazy. Don't shoot yet!"

And she sat on the pillow, leaned back, let her head sink back and spread her legs. I saw her breasts stand in the air, her long legs wide apart, her curly pubic hair opened like a curtain and stared straight at her pussy lips.

My crotch bulged.

"Sorry, I am not a professional. Don't shoot yet. Tell me: does it look good? Do I have to change anything?"

I gulped. "No, you look, ah... I am.... I mean, YOU ARE GORGEOUS!"

"Thank you. Promise you will give me that pic and not keep one!"

"I promise"

"Shoot now!"

I was ready to shoot, but it took me second before getting my act together and shoot with the camera.

"Wait!... one last awkward question...."

"Yes?"

"Is my pussy in proper shape? I mean, is the hair ok and are my lips ok, or do we have to arrange it a little?"

I was speechless.

She raised her head and looked at me. "What is it? Is that not a professional question?"

"Ah, I am not a professional."

"But you are a man! ... Hey, I would not do this, if you did not give me the impression I can be confident with you. Just do what you think is right, ok? Come closer and if you think some hair is in the way, put it away. If my lips are curled or something, just arrange them how you want them, allright?" She said that with an innocent but yet dirty smile.

I did as I was told. There was some hair to be rearranged and my heart was jumping when I touched her curly fur to do my job. I did not dear to even touch her lips.

"Actually, I would like to have my lips open a little." She parted her pussy with one hand and looked at me. "Better?"

"You are killing me! But yes it looks very beautiful!" I was floored.

"Can you help? I am sure they are open now, but give it a final touch. I cannot see down there!"

A final touch! It was my first touch and tried to be as careful and non-sexual as possible.

"Wet would be good, don't you think?" she said with her head back.

"I am getting some water, if you want to wet it."

"That's insulting! Get your tongue between my lips already!"

I could not resist anymore. I surrendered, burying my face in her fur and eating her out until she came with a loud scream.

A staff member of the studio came in to see if everything and everybody was all right.

My model answered. "I am fantastic, believe me. Couldn't be better!" 

I looked sheepishly with my wet face and confirmed. "I am feeling fine!"

We finally made the wet shot and continued with some shots with my model on all fours.

Again, she was not satisfied with the way her private parts were looking and I guess you can figure out what she made me do when I was supposed to take a picture of her in doggy style position.

Pretty inappropriate behavior at my first erotic photo shoot.



First Time



I lived in a fairly quiet, "standard" neighborhood in Arizona. I lived with my parents, even though I was 19, because I was going to college. As far as my sexuality, I had always been straight. Then a few months ago these two girls moved into the house next to mine. I was amazed by their beauty, and strangely aroused by them. I became friends with them, but kept my attraction to myself. I never in my wildest dreams thought that anything would come of it, until one day...

It was Friday, and I had this horny urgency to see my sexy neighbors. So I went over there and walked into the house to find them watching the lifetime movie channel. I made my entrance by saying dramatically, "Oh my gosh! Hoooow sappy!" The first to turn her head was Sarah. She was brunette, thin and equipped with the most magnificent B cup breasts. 

Sarah giggled and threw a pillow at me. I laughed and looked towards Angela. Angela was blonde, average size and had voluptuous C cups breasts. She laughed and threw a pillow at Sarah. Next thing I knew, we were all throwing pillows at each other. Sarah pinned me down while Angela punked me with a pillow. We all laughed until Angela announced, "I'm starving! I'm getting some snacks." She gracefully exited the room leaving Sarah and I together.

There was this awkward silence among her and me. I looked up to make eye contact and she was looking at me with the same longing I felt. She slowly came in and laid the sweetest, soft kiss you could imagine. She started to pull away but I become too hungry for her to leave me. I pulled her back to me and we kissed harder this time. Our tongues started to dance together as we passionately kissed. Right then, Angela came into the room. 

We stopped and she looked at us angrily. Then she smiled, "You better not do that without me." She came over to us and Slowly lifted her black tank top over her head to reveal her blue laced bra that contained her beautifully shaped breasts overfilling the cups. She leaned over to me and planted a long passionate kiss on me while Sarah took off her top. 

When we finally stopped kissing for some air I saw that Sarah had taken her bra off, she was caressing her tits and playing with her hard nipples. I took my shirt off as Sarah and Angela started to make out. I was so horny, I couldn't just watch so I started nibbling on Angela's neck, then I'd kiss Sarah, back to nibbling but this time it was Sarah's neck and the two were back to kissing. I traveled down to Sarah's exposed breasts and flicked her nipple with my tongue. She let out a moan. I flick the other one and moaned myself. The girls were making out right above my head, but I tending to my work on her breasts. I began to lightly suck on her tits and allowing my hands to run across her silky skin. I couldn't take it anymore and I needed to go further. 

I pried myself away, knowing it would payoff in the end, and ran into the bedroom where they kept their toys. I grabbed the strap on that I had seen when we played truth or dare a week ago. I ran back to the living room to find the girls in just their tiny thongs. I slipped off my skirt and thong and put the strap on on. I'd never used one before, but always wondered how it would feel. 

When I looked at the girls again, Sarah was on her laying flat on her back, Angela had her thong off and was straddling Sarah's face. Angela's pussy was almost teasing her, for it only was an inch away from Sarah's mouth. Sarah's tongue came out to reach it but Angela giggled and moved away. 

I got down by Sarah's wet thong and I looked her in the eyes as I glided the thong off her. She was soaking wet and shaved so smooth. Angela moaned as she lowered her pussy onto Sarah's tongue. Sarah lapped up her juices and moaned in excitement. 

I traced Sarah's pussy lips with the big dildo strapped to me. It glistened with her juices. I slipped between her pussy lips and stuck the head in slightly, then backed away. Again I put the head of the dildo in a little and bobbed in and out. I looked up and saw Sarah trying to keep her mind on licking Angela's clit and moving her finger in and out of Angela's cunt. She wanted me to stop teasing and actually stick it in her. "Do you want it Sarah?" I asked her. She moaned in reply. "Do you want me to fuck your cunt?" She moaned more desperately and her juices were streaming from her tight pussy. 

With one movement I gave her the whole dildo. It sunk deep into her cunt and she moaned out in pleasure. I started pounding it in her getting into a rhythm. "Oh baby, you like that?" I looked up and saw Angela panting with pleasure while Sarah was feasting on her cunt. Sarah was finger fucking her and eating her so viciously. Angela started humping Sarah wanting it so bad. I felt Sarah's body tense up and I rubbed her clit in circles while I pounded her soaking wet pussy. Sarah and Angela climaxed together and they both almost screamed in ecstasy. We all collapsed in a wet pile of juices, sweat, and flesh. 



First Time



He escorted her into the motel room. All evening he had been breathlessly anticipating this moment ... now it was here. The hot passion of the kisses they'd shared between the car and the door of their unit only fuelled the passionate fire already burning in his body. He glanced into her eyes, the flames of his desire leaping across the chasm and into her own.

This would be their first time as lovers, and he wanted everything to be perfect for her. Slowly he released his hold of her and stepped back. Sensually, seductively he began to strip each item of clothing she wore. His heart leapt as his eyes met the permission in hers, his face smiling reassuringly yet lovingly to her.

Naked now, there was a brief instant of hesitation. Each of them looked at her human glory unfolded before them and quickly glanced shyly away. Eventually he broke the hesitation, stepping towards her with soothing, gentle movements, nervous of startling her in case she fled like a timid gazelle. Gently his arms slid round her and he bore her to the bed behind.

The slight upturn of the pink nipple nestled on its bed of tawny smooth flesh was so alluring. His lips trembled as the anticipation of the first contact with the liquid silk of those sweet buds made him flinch. Would she be content with his ministrations to the pleasure tips of her rounded fun parcels? Staring, moving closer, his heart beat faster in his chest, deafening him, as the moist edges of his lips closed over the now growing tips he so longed to suckle.

Hoping his hand would not be moved, he tenderly probed down the curve of her flesh to stop gingerly as curly, fine hair brushed his tentative movements. His fingers edged through the hairs like a tiger prowling through the grass, as the prey they stalked became ever so close. The cat like movements of his fingers were circling now as if around a singled out beast. He sent them slithering, snakelike, into her valley, out of sight, behind the ridge ... the warmth and scent of his prey strong and driving him on. Her reaction to the ministrations of his tongue gave rise to her permission to seek the prey he stalked. The "grasses" parted more, affording his fingers the first sight of their objective, the folds protecting it swollen and erect as if on guard duty. 

Pounce! Objective seized .. but in a gentle nurturing way. The peak in his mouth was now hard as his tongue investigated it in its entirety. The bud, the object of his desire, now gently rolled between finger and thumb as the protective canopy was deftly moved back for his pleasure 

She moved into his fingers, wanting him to press harder down the sides of his prize, her nipples wishing she had milk for him to enjoy, knowing he would stay connected to her breast till she was dry if she only could.

She moved, the movement of her pelvis forced against his finger driving it down the centre of her moistened valley to yet a greater prize. It balanced on the rim of her secret trove like the edge of a precipice ... one little slip, and he should be in paradise 

He eased back, not knowing if his heart would stand the strain of entrance to this the most sacred of all shrines. Turning, he took the opportunity to taste his finger as he walked around the bed to pull up the rugs, covering her to the chest. Hiding the mounds he wished he could possess. Flicking the main light off, he threw a scarf over the bed side lamp to filter the light into a soft hue.

His silhouette was lit by this, the faintest of lights, as he peeled the shirt from his back and slid his manhood out of the confines of his pants Pausing an instant, he stood rippling in the faint light then moved stealthily to her side, snake like winding his body under the rugs beside her. His embarrassment clouded over him as he bumped her with his rampant member, freezing in the moment, not knowing whether or not she had felt him.

The ache rose from within as he tried to settle beside her, not wanting to give away his need to take her body and show her the other side of the moon. Slowly, his hand preceeding, his hip rolled gently onto her side of the bed. Not bearing any weight down, he remained conscious of her every move, not wishing to startle her into flight.

His flaring nostrils made him very aware that she was also playing him, as she waited to see his next movements. Staying perfectly motionless, not wishing to give away her readiness, she anticipated his loving.

The rustle of silk on silk was heard as her legs parted slowly. His hand ventured onto the round of her mound, the fine hair soothing its passage. The strong muscles of his legs glided up onto hers, the warmth of her body heating him as his hand followed down the velvet of the ramparts guarding her treasure.

The bulk of his weight transferred to the top of her leg. Finding no resistance to his advances, his fingers investigated the edges of the petals to the hallowed portal held in trust between them. The sheet slid across the small of his back, caressing the round of his bottom as her levered himself to between her legs, holding his weight from her on his arms. 

The rampant angle of his appendage was set at the ready as his hips rested on her thighs. As her nails were dug into his back, he lurched forward, his member seeking and finding the secret valley of his desire. The nails in his back drew him up her body and, in doing so, sank his manhood far inside the cavern of sweet desire, his seed sacks being forced against her now spread apex 

He lay breathlessly still, awaiting the movement of her body giving him permission to take his pleasure with her. The authority was given by her as she suddenly reached under his cheeks with her cupped hands and pulled him into her even further, her legs locked up over his body making it impossible to do other than to drive into her. Pressing and pushing softly, he felt his loved one relax a little before easing the tip of his rigidity as deeply into her dripping sea cave as she can draw it. Feeling her tighten with her orgasm he reached his hand between them to softly roll her nipples in his fingers.

The soft friction of his manhood inside her, and the tingle of the arousing squeeze of her nipple, catapulted her over the brink into oblivion, dragging him with her as he took her to the stars and she showered him with fireworks. Later, in the first light of early dawn, they lay there intertwined, with the scarlet and purple colours casting long shadows up the length of their bed, the crescendo of dawn birds screeching, as if to emulate the heady heights they had achieved together. Then each stirred ... and became aware that they were doomed to do it all over again ... and again ... and again.



First Time



Why is it so dark? Am I even awake? Well, trying to move my head hurts. All signs point to awake. Maybe there is just sleep keeping my eyes closed. 

It was when I tried to move my arms that I notice that my wrists are tied above my head. This is where I start to panic. My mind is reeling. The last thing I remember is getting off of that plane after traveling for what felt like forever. Thirty six hours on a plane, and wandering aimlessly through air ports on lay overs, is more than anyone should do more than five times in their life time. Really.

When I got off of that last plane, all I wanted was a shower and sleep. Looks like I got the sleep part, kinda... I remember... I don't know what I remember.

And this is when I hear that voice. A voice I've grown to love, and to be completely at ease with.

"Relax, Lovie. You know I won't do anything to hurt you. We're just going to have a little fun."

All I can do is nod. Then I feel something I've been longing for all of these months. Your hand gently caressing my face.

"Good girl."

Then I feel your hands traveling over my body. Tactfully avoiding all of my sensitive areas. I start squirming under your touch, trying to make your hands slip, and hit those wonderful sensitive places. 

This is when you take your hands away from me. I can hear that disappointed sigh in your voice. Your pacing the room now, waiting for me to calm down. All I want is your hands on me, and to have your scent close to me again.

I can hear how agitated your getting with me, and I try to calm myself down, but it's just so hard. I've been picturing this moment in my mind for the past five months. I can honestly say that what was happening was nothing like what I had imagined.

After several long agonizing minutes, I finally go still. I'm taking in deep breaths, but my body is still. I just want to feel your hands on me. That is the only important thing.

I feel your hand in my hair, lightly scratching my scalp. A reward for my finally calming down, though it does rile me up a bit. You know I have a thing about my head being scratched. 

"That's my girl," you whisper into my ear. I hadn't noticed before now, but you got so close. I can feel the warmth coming from your body. I loved the feeling of your breath on my ear. It brought small shivers through me. What more could a girl want, really?

Then, I hear the wonderful sound if your laugh. Don't get me wrong, I've heard you laugh before, but in person. Well, this was a completely different animal. Hearing you laugh brought a smile to my face. 

As you laughed, I heard a rustling next to me. You where undressing. My heart was pounding through my chest. Lord knows I was nervous. I had no idea if my body could handle all of you. We had discussed how much larger you where than anyone I had ever been with before, but I had to start to wonder if you would remember that now.

I felt your hands on me, finally touching me in those places I wanted you to. If I wasn't trying so damned hard to be quiet, I would have screamed right then and there. 

Feeling your weight on me, the smallest gasp passed my lips. Then I felt the head of your wonderful cock running up and down my slit. Teasing me. I moaned put loudly, loving the feeling of you against me.

"Ready, Lovie?" You asked, the tip of your cock pressing against the entrance of my pussy. I nod quickly. Ready? I've been ready since I got on that first plane so many hours ago.

A groan fills me as you push into me. Slowly, gently, you stretch me to fit around you like a glove. It seems to take forever for you to press all of the way into me, but when you finally do, and I have my legs wrapped around your waist, it just feels right. Like we where meant for each other, you know?

Your panting now, as you finally lift my blindfold so I can see your face for the first time in real life. Your smiling, and I am too. 

"There you are." I say, smiling from ear to ear.

"That's right, beautiful, and I'm not going anywhere anytime soon." 



First Time



I've never considered myself gay or bisexual. I don't find men attractive or unattractive nor have I looked at another man and thought to myself, "I'd like to fuck him." But I have wondered what it would be like to have sex with a man. My curiosity was satisfied one night with a very close friend, Rowan.

Rowan and I met at university. We had declared the same major and therefore had many of the same classes. We became friends and throughout our academic career we often studied together and worked on projects together. At one point we even shared a room. Even years after our university times were over, we had stayed in contact. We lived in separate towns about an hour away. We would get together to enjoy pizza, a movie or just hang out.

I was married when I met Rowan, but a few years after our university experience were over, my marriage had fallen apart. This one particular evening I decided to make the drive to go visit my buddy. We went out and took it in a hockey game then afterwards got some pizza and went home. Both of us were tired and decided to turn in early -- it was about 11 o'clock. As we entered Rowan's bedroom he said to me, "Bob, you take my bed and I'll sleep on the floor. We don't get to see each other as often as we would like, so I figure I need to be a good host."

We settled into bed and lay in the dark listening to some music. As we reminisced about the past and how my ex-wife had made going to university difficult, Rowan asked about our sex life. Then, he asked me a question I never thought I would ever hear from him, "have you ever wondered what it would be like to have sex with another man?"

"Do you want an honest answer?"

"Yeah, let's be really honest."

"Well," I started, "I think that if most men were truly honest with themselves, they would probably admit having some homosexual interest."

"I totally agree," Rowan said. "So are you telling me that you have thought about it?"

I decided to play a psychological game and turned the tables, as I was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable. "Are you telling me that you have thought about it Rowan?"

"I'll be honest," he said. "I am curious."

Silence ensued. We stopped talking and listened quietly. You could hear our hearts pumping. Clearly, taboo thoughts were racing through our heads. I broke the silence by saying, "well, to be honest, yes I have thought about it to."

Rowan took the plunge, "if I were to have sex with a man, it would have to be with someone I totally trust, someone who could keep secret."

"That's the only way I would do it." I said. "Are you hinting to me, Rowan, do you want to try this with me?"

"What do you think? You up for it?"

To tell you the truth I wasn't sure what to think. On the other hand, strange feelings were welling up in my belly. "Well, we should set some ground rules, how do you want to start?"

"I don't know, just like we would with a woman I guess."

Both of us removed our underwear and for the first time were totally naked with each other. I slid to the floor from the bed and crawled on my hands and knees over to Rowan. He perched himself up on his elbows smiling as I moved closer. Soon we were face to face and could feel each others breath. "Oh man, this feels weird" I whispered nervously.

"Yeah I know," replied Rowan, "but kind of exciting."

His eyes were wide with anticipation as I moved closer, about to experience our very first man to man kiss. I was trembling. This was not just a kiss between friends, this was to be an erotic, sexual kiss that would lead to full sexual contact -- a place neither of us had been before -- not with a same sex partner.

Slowly, gently, we lightly touched our lips together, and then quickly pulled back while emitting a nervous giggle. Rowan had started to get hard. I looked at his half hard penis realizing I actually found it attractive. We closed our eyes this time and leaned into each other with a full kiss. We held our position, lingering and when we pulled apart there was an audible pop from the suction. Breathing heavily and noticing that I was now fully erect, I said, "That's not so bad, kind of nice really." Rowan thought so too, because his cock was fully erect and he reached his hand behind my head and pulled me to him again. This time our mouths were open and Rowan slid his tongue over mine. I reciprocated and instantly we were in the throes of a deep romantic, intoxicating tongue kiss. It felt so good I could feel my cock twitch. Almost instinctively we reached for each other, gently stroking and fondling each other's shaft and balls. We became so excited; we lost ourselves in the experience. Kissing and touching, our hands roaming everywhere.

I wrapped my hand around his thick shaft as we continued in our long, deep, wet tongue kiss. Rowan did the same and we stroked each other, losing ourselves over to reckless abandon. I had become so incredibly horny; I couldn't stand it any longer. I broke away from our kiss and moved down, my tongue leaving a wet trail over his neck to Rowan's chest, where I began to lick and suck at his nipples. Our pace quickened as our hands moved faster up and down our hard cocks. I then started the journey from his chest down to his belly, gently kissing and biting as I went. I moved down lower still, stopping just short of the tip of his penis. My tongue darted out and licked the tip. I gripped him harder in my hand and moved my mouth closer. My lips touched the tip and I began to kiss and lick the head of my friends cock.

Rowan moaned and thrust his hips forward. I took him into my mouth, sucking him in, sliding my tongue back and forth over the underside of his throbbing purple glands. Rowan sat up, "Bob?" He whispered. "Swing around, let's 69."

This we did and soon our heads were bobbing up and down with the delicious sound of slurping, sucking and popping. Mixed in with these sounds were the sounds of both of us moaning and thoroughly enjoying the pleasure we were giving to each other. The feeling was incredible. I never thought that in a million years that sex with another man could be so wonderful.

Our movements and ministrations on each other intensified. I could feel myself building up to orgasm. Rowan was flashing up and down my cock like a madman. Sucking and tongue flicking so masterfully that I couldn't stand it any longer. My loins began to ache and my hips began thrusting uncontrollably. Rowan didn't miss a beat. He just kept sucking and let me fuck his face until I exploded. As I came, I could feel him sucking it out of me which just intensified the pleasure. So much so, that I began sucking him harder and faster. Soon, he was bucking, and moaning and thrusting his cock into my throat. I loved it! Soon Rowan ejaculated and like he did to me, I sucked it out of him and swallowed Every last drop.

Rowan and I sat up facing each other. "I can't believe we did that." I said breathless.

"I know," he said "but it felt so good, I never would have imagined it being so good."

"I'm going to have to think about this," I said to my friend. "I really enjoyed that immensely, I think I'm going to want more."

Rowan smiled, "yes buddy, I know what you mean."

I looked at my friend sheepishly, and then with a mischievous grin said to him "Fuck you're a good kisser!"

"You're not so bad yourself buddy, crawl over here I don't think we're done yet."

You'll have to wait for the next story. Just a note to readers, this is a true story, it happened about 10 years ago and we still get together whenever we can. Lots of stories to tell.



First Time



As always, thanks to my editors, LadyCibelle, and Techsan, for making my stories a much better read.

Boy, first time sure implies a lot. I was reading some first-time stories and it made me start thinking about my first-time everything. Some were really good memories and others not so memorable.

I have a hard time believing that everything goes right the first time for anyone. Even first kisses and trying to be a sexual lover would have to be a funny sight to anyone if they were able to see it happening the first time. Stupid, clumsy and a lot of other adjectives and verbs come to mind in my case.

I'll begin with my first kiss as a kid. Little Sharon and I were neighbors. We walked to school together and she was my pal. We were five years old and in kindergarten and were talking about her parents. She said she saw them kiss and they got all excited. I asked her, "About what?" 

She said, "I don't know. Daddy kissed mommy and they told me to go play with you and they went into the bedroom as I was walking out the door."

"Geez! I wonder what it did to them? You want to kiss me and see if anything happens?"

She leaned over and we bumped lips.

"It didn't do nothing for me," I said.

"Me neither," replied Sharon. "I guess it's something that happens when you get old, is all I can say."

"Uh, oh, here comes Mrs. Braxton. Do you think she saw us?"

"Yep, we're in trouble again," I said.

Since Sharon and I were pals we always got in trouble together. This time the teacher put us both in the corner and made us sit there. Later when she saw our parents, she told them what we did. Our parents just told us that we were too young to be kissing, especially in school and we told them we wouldn't ever do it again. We told them we didn't like it anyway. They just laughed at us.

Sharon and her family moved away when we were about nine. I started hanging around with a couple of guy friends. We were all similar in age, pre-teen but I was kind of the leader if there was such a thing. We started messing around with girls. I don't mean sex, just kidding and pulling their hair, things like that.

Things started to happen after that. The girls started wearing bras and we would snap them, you know. Pull the back and let it go. One gal, Sara, was over visiting my sister. I have three sisters, two older and one younger. Anyway I snapped her bra and she yelled, "Ouch," and said that it hurt. My sister told my mom and I got a lecture out of it. 

Mom said I was to treat all girls and women with respect and that she better not hear of me doing it again.

Sara was my friend too and apologized for getting me in trouble. I told her, "I'm sorry and didn't mean anything by it. I was just playing with you."

"Do you want to kiss and make up?" Sara asked me.

Now I'll admit I'm not the brightest crayon in the box but I was dumbfounded. I didn't really kiss girls but this was my first as an almost teenager. We kissed, kind of a peck, and Sara said, "Mark, surely you can do better than that," as she kissed me hard and long. 

I felt her tongue touch my lips but kept my mouth closed. I opened my eyes and her eyes were closed, so I quickly closed mine again. When she pulled away she smiled and said, "That was better, but you could have opened your mouth a little. Also you're allowed to breathe when you kiss." She smiled as she walked away.

I yelled at her, "I'll do better next time." 

I went home and talked to my oldest sister Kelly. She was like five years older than me and teased me all the time, but she would explain anything to me when I asked her. My next sister was only a year older and was part of the geek family. She didn't know any more than me and I knew better than to ask her anything. She would just tell Mom on me. My youngest sister was ten years younger than me, so she won't be mentioned much in my first time story. 

Back to Kelly, she explained about French kissing and said that's why Sara was trying to put her tongue in my mouth.

I made a face and Kelly said, "It's not that bad as long as you brush your teeth and use mouth wash."

She told me to go brush my teeth and I could practice with her. I couldn't believe it. I hurried and brushed my teeth and used mouth wash. I came back and Kelly said, "Let me smell your breath."

"Now open your mouth just a little bit. That's too much, close it a little, that's better." She pressed her lips against mine and started applying pressure.

"Okay, Mark, keep your eyes closed. This time I'm going to just push the tip of my tongue in your mouth. Don't get nervous and don't bite down or I'll beat the shit out of you."

I got on her bed and lay down and she lay next to me. She lowered her head and started applying pressure. Did it ever feel good! She backed up and moistened her lips and pressed gently against my lips again. I felt her tongue enter my mouth. She felt so good that I applied pressure back. We did this over and over for what seemed like a half hour but when I check the clock it was less than ten minutes.

"Not bad, little brother. If you need to practice again, let me know. By the way, you must have liked it because your dick was starting to get hard."

I looked down and she was right. My dick was hard inside my jeans. Kelly laughed as she left the room. The first thing that entered my mind was Sharon's parents. They told Sharon to come to my house so they could have sex.

A week later I asked Kelly if we could practice again. We did the same thing. I told her I wanted to be on top kissing her. She laughed and lay on the bed. We began kissing, just the way she had told me and I felt my dick start to get hard. I reached down and grabbed my sister's tit. She knocked me clean of the bed.

"You stupid pervert! I'm your sister, not your girlfriend. What the hell is the matter with you?"

I was dumbfounded. I didn't know why I did it, it just happened. After about a minute, Kelly was back to normal and explained that brothers and sister don't do that sort of thing. Besides I was five years younger than her.

"Mark, I still want to help you out, but you can't just do things like that. You need to ask me first. I am your big sister and I will look after you."

She helped me off the floor and gave me a gentle closed mouth kiss. "There, Mark, see? All's forgiven."

I practiced on my pillow every night. I probably had the wettest pillow in the county. I do have to say it worked and in the years that followed I was known as a stud for my kissing. Throughout my teenage years I kissed so many girls that I lost count. Now having sex was a whole other story.

My first masturbation came the same year Kelly taught me how to kiss. Like most inquisitive kids, my favorite magazine was National Geographic Explorer. It had all the tribal women in it with their tits hanging out. Even though it wasn't the most pleasing to the eye, it was a turn on for a young kid. Every time I went to the library, I looked for that magazine, hoping the latest issue showed some jungle tribe. My second favorite was medical books. They showed all these female parts only they had diseases and stuff. Most pictures weren't that appealing but you had to settle for what you could get.

I masturbated pretty regularly in my room at night. It never took me long. I found out later that most guys I knew did the same thing. Some bragged about getting laid but I didn't believe most of them. I took out a lot of the same girls and I didn't get any.

Here I was a teenager, Mr. Stud, but never got laid until I was eighteen. I had plenty of dates but there were a number of reasons I think I didn't have sex with them. One was I didn't know how to go about it. Then, as I got older I was happy with taking one base at a time while I learned about the next base. 

In the back of my mind there was always my mom saying, "Treat girls and women with respect." 

For some reason whenever I was making out with a girl, that thought always entered my mind. Finally I did try a few times but without success. I'll tell you about those in a few minutes. 

I mentioned that I became a good kisser. Girls didn't mind kissing me. I thought I'd start trying for second base - that's feeling some titties. I don't know why it's always been a turn-on to touch a tit, I really don't. Must be the idea that a woman let me touch her.

After getting knocked down by my sister for touching her breast, I decided to at least get my sister to explain to me how to go about it. I was hoping she would let me touch the real thing but she told me, "In your dreams!" 

She went and got one of her big teddy bears and told me to practice on it. Me and her bear became pretty good friends. Kelly told me never to grab a woman's breast. Touch it gently, always starting with the outer round part and work my way to the nipple. 

Kelly told me, "When a girl says 'No,' she usually means it. To grab at her breasts after that usually pisses the girl off. Just take your time and go with the kissing and then gently try touching her breasts, first on the outside of her clothes."

I didn't listen to Kelly the first time and squeezed my date's breast. She said, "Ouch" and then slapped me. After that I listened to my older sister. Most girls that let me kiss them let me gently massage their breasts on the outside of their clothes. If I told them I loved them then for some reason they let me under their blouse.

Let's be honest here, we were all teenagers. They didn't love me and I didn't love them. I did like some of them an awful lot and touching their breasts gave me a hard-on. I have to say that there is a correlation between squeezing a breast and getting a hard-on. When I was finally able to get inside a bra and felt the bare breast, I noticed that every time I squeezed a breast my dick got harder. It was like pumping up my dick, I swear! I would squeeze a tit and my dick got harder with every squeeze. It's funny but it still happens the same way to me today. God, I love feeling a nice breast.

The first time a gal let me suck her tit I was like in heaven. To suck a breast, any size, was a total turn-on for me. I especially liked it when the gal got into it and got hard nipples from my sucking. I could get myself off just by a girl reacting to my playing with her breasts.

I have two more first-time items I'd like to cover in this story that come to mind. First, touching and feeling a vagina - a pussy, for those who prefer the sound of the word. The other thing I'd like to cover is my first insertion into the valley of the deep. Hey, that sounded kind of cool.

The first time I was with a gal and she let me put my hand into her underwear, I shot off in my pants; I swear it's the truth. It was then that I realized I would have to learn to pace myself. 

I learned another valuable lesson about a woman's vagina. Ladies, please don't get mad at me or send me hate mail for what I'm about to say. "Pussies stink," I wasn't expecting it and the smell got to me and not in a good way. Let me explain.

I wanted to get to third base and insert my digits – fingers - into a moist warm pussy. I looked for a date who might go along with me and play around a little. Rita and I were seniors together and dated a few times. She let me kiss her exposed nipples and was a fun loving girl. We liked each other but we both knew we were still kids and were experimenting.

I was on a date with Rita who was eighteen at the time. We went to the drive-in; for those who remember them, they were outdoor theaters where you sit in your car. In fact we still have a few around where I live. She was a great kisser and even asked me to suck on her tits. As I was doing so, I unbuttoned her jeans and pulled down her zipper. I started to slide my hand down into her panties and onto her mound. She was so wet, I thought she pissed herself. 

"Mark, I can't have sex with you. Please understand, I'm not ready to make love yet."

"Rita, I'm not having sex with you. I just want to rub your pussy and make you feel good. I promise not to try and have intercourse with you, I promise. Just let me rub you."

"Okay, but remember you promised. Oh, that feels so good - you rubbing me. Keep doing that, Mark. It feels so good."

My cock was hard as a rock. I opened up my jeans and took it out. 

"What are you doing, Mark? I said no sex."

"It was so hard in my pants it hurt. I just needed to take it out. Since I'm rubbing you, can you jack-me-off? It only seems fair."

She wrapped her fingers around my cock and it felt so different having someone else stroke me. While she was doing me, I slipped two fingers into her moist, make that wet cunt and started pumping them in and out.

"Oh, God, Mark it feels so good. Don't stop, I feel like I'm going to explode. Keep finger fucking me, Mark, please, oh, so good."

She was jacking my cock with one hand and pushing her pelvis up and down with my fingers buried deep within her. Our car windows were completely steamed up and I bet anyone seeing the car would probably figure we were fucking, but we weren't. We started coming damn near the same time.

"Push harder, Mark. I'm coming," she squealed."

At the same time my cock erupted and shot cum all over the dashboard. We both started laughing and she had my cum juices running down her hand. My hand was soaking wet with her juices and my fingers were still buried in her pussy. I pulled my hand out and reached for some napkins that I always had left over from the fast food chains.

I handed a few to Rita so she could clean up and took a few and wiped off my fingers. I couldn't get over the smell. I swear it smelled like fish. I didn't understand. My cum didn't smell anything like that. After wiping the juices off my hand the smell stayed. I didn't want to say anything but I was hoping Rita didn't have a disease or something.

I excused myself and told her I had to use the restroom. I went out and used a lot of soap trying to get the smell off of my hands. I got rid of most of it but it still lingered some. When I got back to the car, Rita was all back to normal and even had the cum cleaned off the dashboard. I just put my arm around her and we finished watching the movie. We did kiss a few times and then I took her home.

Kelly, my sister, was married then. I knew she stayed up late so I stopped by to see her.

"Well, little brother, to what do I owe the visit? Girl trouble?" she asked.

"Not exactly, but I do have a question." 

She invited me in and I explained the evening to her and then told her about Rita smelling like dead fish.

"You didn't say anything to her, did you?" asked Kelly.

"No, I wanted to ask you if I should mention it to her. Does she have a disease or something? She's such a nice person but I was glad I didn't have sex with her. She told me maybe next time, but I don't think I want to with her. You know, the smell and all."

My sister couldn't keep from laughing. "I'm sorry, little brother, but you better get used to that smell if you expect to get any. All girls and women have a similar smell. Some might not be quite as strong as others but every woman will have the smell of sex."

"Oh, Christ, I've heard jokes about fish markets and things like that. Now they make sense to me. I used to just laugh and act like I knew what they were talking about; didn't want to look stupid, you know. I'm glad I didn't say anything to her. Could you imagine what that would do to my 'He's a stud' standing, if that got around? Thanks again, sis, you helped me out again."

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Well, I figured it was time to hit a home run. Who should I choose to be the lucky girl? Shit, if any girl asked me, she could have me. I was eighteen and still technically a virgin. I was at a point that I thought about going to a prostitute but I wanted my first time to be with a woman I didn't have to pay. I thought about calling Rita but she started dating one of my friends and I didn't think it would be a good idea.

I stopped by my sister's place and she was on the phone. I heard my sister talking to one of her girlfriends telling her that Frances, another girlfriend, will fuck anyone when she gets drunk.

I knew Frances; she was the sister of one of the guys I knew. She was twenty-two and pretty decent looking. Frank, her brother, told me he knew his sister was wild. He saw her having sex with different guys after she came home drunk. He said he would hide and jack-off watching his sister have sex. Needless to say, I invited myself over to spend the night when his parents went on a trip. 

When I got to Frank's house he told me Frances was staying home that night because she had a cold. I figured I had lost my chance but stayed at Frank's for awhile anyway. They had rented a couple of movies and were just going to rest. They invited me to hang around as long as I wanted and could still spend the night. Frances coughed a few times and I told her she needed to take something for it. I told her alcohol would be good for her cold and if she could get someone to deliver it, I'd pay for it. I couldn't believe she agreed to it. She called one of her friends and asked him to pick her up two bottles of rum and a twelve pack of coke.

When the guy came to the door, Frank invited him in for a minute. He told him that he couldn't stay since Frances was feeling so poorly. The guy looked pissed. I figure he expected to score that night and it wasn't going to happen for him. I paid him for the rum and coke and sent him on his way.

Frank, Frances and I decided to start watching one of the movies. It was a horror flick. Frances had on a nightgown and was sitting on one end of the couch. I was on the other end and Frank sat over in the chair. I made Frances and Frank a drink, but I just had coke over ice. 

"Don't you want a drink?" asked Fran.

"Not right now, maybe later," I told her. I didn't want to drink much because I wasn't used to it and either get sick or fall asleep. I didn't want to take any chances, just in case. She looked awfully good for a sick woman, or maybe I was thinking with another part of my anatomy.

Frank was twenty and drank whenever he got the chance. He was downing the drinks pretty rapidly. Fran on the other hand was taking her time and sipping them.

"Thanks for the rum, Mark. I do believe it's helping. I haven't coughed since I've been drinking tonight. It's warming up my tummy a little too."

"Glad I could be of assistance to such a pretty lady. Maybe I should have a drink, I feel a bit chilled."

"Slide over here and I'll share my blanket with you," Fran smile.

Oh, shit, this is good, I thought. I slid over and sat next to her and covered under her blanket. My thighs were touching her thighs. I could feel the warmth radiate off of her. I put my hand on her thigh.

She whispered, "Naughty, naughty, my brother is sitting right there."

She didn't tell me to remove my hand or anything so I left it right there. I looked over at Frank and he was getting close to passing out. I slowly rubbed her thigh, "You are really soft and warm," I whispered.

"...and you're being bad. Taking advantage of a sick woman," she smiled. "Aren't you a little young for me?"

"I'm eighteen and you're twenty two. Eighteen goes into twenty-two pretty easy, I hope. I don't have a problem with it if you don't."

"What about Frank? I don't want to do anything in front of him. Look, I know he peeks at me but I can't do anything openly in front of him."

I walked over and told Frank he was drunk and needed to go to bed. I helped walk him to his room where he collapsed on the bed. I went back to the living room and Fran was lying on the couch and under the covers.

"How do you want to do this, Mark?" she asked.

I was dumbfounded and not even sure what she meant by that statement. I just wanted to take out my dick and put it into her. She must have seen the odd look on my face.




First Time



"Mark, are you a virgin?"

I was a bit embarrassed but no use lying. "Technically, yes, but I have done other things." 

She was naked under the cover. I uncovered her breasts and slid my hands over each globe and massaged them the way I was taught that women like it.

"That feels so good, Mark. I love it when a man knows how to massage my breasts. Suck them for me, please."

I gently massaged each globe and took her nipple in my mouth and sucked it to hardness. First one then the other. I was getting my usual hard-on, hopefully I wouldn't ejaculate in my pants this time.

I slid my hand down over her tummy and over her mound. She spread her legs slightly and I pushed my hand into the valley between her legs and slipped two fingers into her moist pussy.

"So good, Baby, finger fuck me. Let me feel those fingers work."

I was on my knees on the floor and I was able to suck her breasts and finger fuck her at the same time. I could smell her fishy odor coming from her valley. Thank God, Kelly told me to expect it.

"Are you ready to fuck me, Baby? Are you ready to get your first piece of pussy?"

She slid off the couch and onto the floor. She said it made for a lot more room. I quickly dropped my pants and took off my Jockeys and let my hard cock loose.

"Come on, Honey. Get between my legs and give me that hard virgin cock." 

She had hold of my cock and slowly rubbed her pussy lips with it. 

"Hurry up and put it in, Fran. I need it, God, I need it."

She smiled as she let the bulb go into her. "Okay, Lover, bring it home," she said as she let go of my cock and I was buried so deep that my balls were hitting her ass. 

I moved with a frantic motion and before I knew it, I exploded inside of her. She was smiling at me as my cock started to get soft. "You didn't come, did you?" I asked.

"Not yet, lover, but we have a whole night ahead of us. You're young and will be ready again in a minute. Next round, I'll get mine."

There were three more rounds before the night ended. When I awoke in the morning, I was on the couch and Fran and Frank were both in their rooms. I got up and slipped my clothes on and found some cereal and orange juice. As I was eating, Fran came in.

I kind of held my head low not knowing what to expect. You hear a lot of stories about the next morning. Fran got herself a glass of orange juice and sat down across from me. She spoke first.

"Mark, I had a really good time last night. Tell Kelly thanks for the warning and it went better than we even planned it."

"What? Kelly... you and Kelly set this up? No way! Bullshit, I set this up."

"Kelly was talking to me on the phone when you thought she was talking to someone else. She wanted you to lose your virginity to someone who would show you a good time. I told her that I thought it would be fun, so we set it up. Didn't you think it was odd that I wasn't sick and coughing much?"

"I feel a little foolish, Fran."

"Don't be. You were great. I really enjoyed myself and I really did come. I will let other girls know that you are a well-rounded stud. By the way, drop by once in awhile. In case you didn't notice, I didn't need to be drunk and I'm on birth control pills. See, condom free."

Well, that was a few of my first time items. I have a few more 'First Time' experiences. Let me know if you're interested in reading about them.

Thank you for reading my stories.
Comments are always welcome

DG Hear



First Time



I walked into Shawn's front door nervously. This would be the first time I would meet his father. Shawn led me inside, and introduced me to his father, and his baby sister. I said hello to both of them, and asked Shawn to use his bathroom.

"Of course, follow me." He said as he grabbed my hand. He walked my up the stairs and to the end of the hall. "My rooms down there on the left, okay? I'll be in there when you're done." He kissed me and I watched him disappear into his bedroom. He winked at me before he closed the door behind him.

I walked into the bathroom and looked into the mirror. I was nervous, I knew what was about to happen. I was about to lose my virginity. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. 'Just breathe... breathe.' I said to myself. I looked myself over once more in the mirror before opening the door and walking to Shawn's room. I thought of knocking, but I just opened the door. He was sitting at his computer, with his shirt off.

"Hey baby." He said as he smiled at me.

"Hi." I said as I sat on the bed.

"I'll be done in a second, I promise." Shawn said. I sat on the edge of the bed for a minute, looking around. Shawn and I have been dating for almost a year. Things with us have always been 'hot and heavy.' And we've always been in love with eachother. I looked at Shawn as he got up and turned off the light. He layed me down and climbed on top of me, and kissed me gently.

"Are you ready baby?" He asked as he looked at me.

I just nodded, and he began kissing me. We stripped eachother until we were both lying on top of the blankets, naked. We were kissing and moaning and sucking on eachothers necks and lips. He reached down and touched my pussy, I moaned.

"Shawn." I said quickly as I sat up.

"What baby? You don't have to do this baby, I'm gonna love you no matter what. We can wait if you want to." He said. I smiled at him.

"No, but I'm cold. Can we get under the blankets?" I asked shyly.

He smiled, "Of course." 

I attempted to get up but he told me no. I looked at him oddly for a moment, and he told me to lift my back up. I did. Then he told me to lift up my ass, and I did. He got back on top of me and pulled the blankets over our heads. Much better.

We began kissing again, I rubbed my pussy against his hard cock. His cock on my clit felt so good, and I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. Shawn was already ready. This wasn't his first time, only mine.

He kissed my neck, and sucked on my nipples until I was moaning and begging him to fuck me.

"You want me to fuck you baby?" He asked.

"Yeah baby fuck me." I replied.

He kissed my forehead and grabbed his 7 inch cock with his left hand. He pointed the head of it at my pussy, and pushed a little, until about 2 inches was in. I moaned.

"Babe, does it hurt?" He asked.

"No, keep going."

He pushed slowly at first, and then asked if he could go harder. I said yes, and he began fucking me hard. Spanking me, and pounding into my pussy. I was about to cum. I started to shake and have convultions.

"Aww, baby are you cumming?" He moaned.

"Ohhh...yess! Ohh Shawn, fuck me harder. Ahhh." I moaned as I clawed away at his back. He moaned, louder and louder.

"Aw baby, cum, cum on my dick baby. Ahh, you like it when I fuck you hard, and when I spank you?"

I began screaming. And I was moaning and shaking .. and I was about to cum again.

"OH. BABY. I'M GONNA BUST! WHERE DO YOU WANT IT BABY?" Shawn moaned as he pumped into my tight pussy as hard as he could.

"Awhh, cum in me baby. CUM." We moaned together for about 30 seconds, and he looked me in my eyes and said I love you. I said, I love you too. And we kissed. Then, there was a knock at the door.

I looked at Shawn, wide eyed and scared.

"Come in." Shawn yelled.

"Hey- whoa. SORRY!" Rob, Shawn's best friend said as he began to shut the door.

"NO! ROB! WAIT! Come here for a minute." Shawn said.

Rob came and stood by the bed and looked at me and smiled. I smiled back, uncomfortably.

"Baby." Shawn whispered in my ear. "Will you fuck Rob?" He asked.

"What, why?" I replied.

"Then we'll be even." He smiled.

I'll admit, I always did want to fuck Rob, he had blonde hair and green eyes. And the way he talked, and knew how to please a girl really turned me on. "Yeah..sure." I said to Shawn. He smiled, and looked at Rob.

"What?" Rob asked.

Shawn rolled over, keeping the blankets over both of us, and put his boxers on, and got up out of bed. "I want you to fuck Jaedynne."

Rob looked at me and I just smiled and threw the blankets off me.

"Shawn, are you sure?" Rob asked.

"Positive. Have fun, I'm going to take a shower." Shawn kissed me on the forehead and said 'I love you baby', and then went for the bathroom.

Rob took off his clothes, except his boxers and climbed on top of me. We kissed for about five minutes, and we were grinding against eachother and moaning.

"Are you ready?" He asked.

"Mmm. Yeah." I said.

Rob looked me in the eyes and took off his boxers, he rubbed my clit for a few seconds, and then kissed my neck, and my breasts. I moaned, it felt amazing. I pushed him off of me.

"Let me ride you." I said.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Yes,now lay on your back." I said.

He layed on his back and I climbed on top of him. His cock was about 8 inches, it was beautiful. He aimed his cock at my pussy, and I thrusted.

"OHH!" I moaned.

"Ahh..does it hurt beautiful?" He asked.

"No, it feels amazing."

I began riding his dick, screaming 'fuck me', and 'oh Robbie.' I rode him for about ten minutes, and he thrusted into me as I pushed down on his hard cock. We were both moaning and he played with my clit the entire time, and the other hand held onto my hip. He squeezed, and he started moaning more and more until he was yelling and fucking me hard.

"Oh baby...oh yeah...Uhhhh..I'm gonna cum baby, I'm gonna cum." He moaned.

"OH Robbie, cum in me baby. Fill me up." I moaned, and that's just what he did. He came for a whole 30 seconds. I put my hands through his hair, and kissed him. He whiped me off and helped me get dressed, and I did the same for him. Two in one day, amazing. =)



First Time



Now, at this time in my life, I never even thought about the prospect of being with a man. I loved pussy, and pussy is all I ever wanted. Never in a million years would I consider being with a man, especially with our black cleaning man Eddie. 

Eddie grabbed my garbage and emptied it into his pale, dusted a few fixtures, and moped the floor. As he performed his errands we briefly talked, like we usually do, about cars, women, and what ever game was on that evening. I enjoyed watching him talk; every other word coming out of his mouth was "fuck" and he usually seemed like he was auditioned for Unit G. Two guys like us certainly did not look like people who would bond, however the average age in my office was probably 50, and I was 26, Eddie seemed more prone to talk to me than anyone else. Kind of funny, because in normal surroundings, as white boy I would never spend so much time talking to a ghetto looking black kid, and I'm sure he felt the same way.

He left my cubicle and continued his errands, and I again worked on my spreadsheets. As the hours slowly ticked away, my bladder began to signal that it needed a release. I walked over to the means room and entered. There are 2 urinals and 2 stalls in this bathroom, both stall occupied and one of the urinals being used by Eddie. I had to pee, and no way could I hold it in, so disobeying proper bathroom edict, I walked to the other unoccupied urinal. Unzipped my pants, and let my cock out.

"Hey man," Eddie said. 

"Hey," I kind of whispered, out of embarrassment. I slightly turned my head to smile at Eddie, as I was about to turn to look straight, and in the corner of my eye I saw it, the first black cock I have ever seen. In what was probably a ¼ of second I saw a monster of a cock, an anaconda hanging out of his pants, an amazingly soft 8 inch monster. "It couldn't be I thought to myself, it couldn't be." I had to look again, curiosity was my enemy at this point, and I had to. I casually turned my head again, and moved my eyes to his enormous manhood. "Holy shit, my eyes did not play a trick on me....it's real, his cock his real....I can't believe I am staring at it......what's wrong with me, why am I so fascinated with it." What I wanted to be only a second turned into seconds and Eddie noticed my eyes staring. I immediately turned my head to the wall in front and hoped that he didn't notice, or would just shrug it off. 

He left the urinal before me, washed his hands, and said bye to me. Whew, I thought, no worries. However, why was I so mesmerized by his cock? It was just the size I thought, that's it, it had to be it, I'm not gay, definitely not, it was just a huge cock that caught my surprise. 

I continued my work that day, did what I had to do. As the time continued to crawl on, 5 o' clock finally came, and it was time to go home. It just starting raining outside, and unfortunately I had no umbrella, and I was getting soaked as I sprinted to my car. Right outside my car was Eddie, waiting for the next bus to take him home. I've given him rides before, so it wasn't out of the ordinary for me to offer him a ride. He of course accepted and made himself comfortable in my front seat.

As I drove, he didn't say a word. I kind of felt uncomfortable, thinking about what happened earlier. All of a sudden he started to lightly grab his crotch. This really isn't out of the ordinary for ghetto boys like Eddie, but knowing what kind of package he had, it did make me feel even more comfortable, and then I herd him speak.

"He man, I saw you staring at my cock before."

"What, no way man, what are you talking about?" I said in defense of myself.

"Yea you did, don't fucking lie man, I saw you. Are you a fag man?"

"No way, you fucking kidding me, I'm straight, you know all the girls I fuck with, come on man."

"Man, you looked at it, I saw you, I know that."

I knew I had to say something to get him off this subject, or I was fucked. He had nothing to lose, but God forbid he told my right wing Christian fucking boss, I'd be fired for good.

"Eddie, I never saw a dick so big, so yea it kind of surprised me, that's all, but no way did I want to stare at it, I'm fucking straight, that's fucking disgusting." At this point I shook my head in disgust, hoping he would not care anymore.

At this point, he started laughing hysterically. I'm thinking to myself, "what the fuck."

"What's so funny Eddie?" 

"You white boys crack me up."

"What the fuck you mean."

"Man, I was just playing with you."

"Real funny, you jerk off." As he still laughed.

"You should have seen the look on your face.....man, it's cool, my cock belongs in fucking movies, anytime anyone see's it they are fascinated by it."

"Well it is pretty fucking big." I said.

"Yea, it is, 12" when fully hard.'

"Yea right," I said in disbelief.

"It is, really is."

"That's fucking incredible, the girls must love it."

"Everyone loves it, everyone."

"Everyone, right?" I said this in a complete, nonchalant way.

"Yea, when money was tight I used to sell it, so everyone, guys and girls have had an opportunity at it."

"What the fuck and you were hinting that I was gay?"

"I'm not gay, I didn't touch their fucking cocks, they just played with mine. And the best sucking I got was from a guy."

"I don't know man, that's fucked up."

"Oh come-on, like you wouldn't want to suck it."

"You fucking crazy, no way." I said, however my cock just got as hard as a rock, I did want to suck it, for some strange reason, I wanted to suck this black man's cock.

"Come man, look at this." He unzipped his pants and took his cock out. I have no recollection of how this happened, but I just pulled to the side of the road, I wanted to say put it back in, but I couldn't. I didn't want him to. I hung over his pants. It was slightly thicker than a beer can, foreskin just hung over the head of his monstrous manhood, the skin of it was soft, dark brown and unblemished. It was absolutely beautiful, I had to touch it. I moved my hand to grab it, and without any resistance from him I lightly picked it up. It had such apparent weight, and felt incredibly soft. I gripped my hand over just under a ¼ of his semi erect cock. I had to suck on this cock, I had to. 

"Come on man," he said, "let's go back to my place and have some fun."

Well I sped to his house, sprinted behind him up the stairs to his pad, before I know it, sitting on the couch as he stood before me, unzipping and releasing his cock. I stared mesmerized by his manhood. I never felt such a complete sexual urge as I did right now. My cock was hard as a rock, but my entire body squirmed as I lifted his cock and guided it towards my mouth. "That's it niger, take it in your mouth," he said. Holy shit that fucking almost made me cum, and I didn't even take my cock out yet.

I pulled the foreskin back, opened my mouth exceptionally wide to fit the thickness of this huge cock inside my mouth. I felt his cock land on top of my tongue, I tried to cover my teeth with my lips, and let the head of his cock rub against the roof my mouth. I just ever so slowly moved my mouth up and down his long shaft. Within seconds he was fully hard, 12" in length just like he said. Oh my god, this cock was incredible. I made love to his cock, with my mouth. Up and down, up and down. I felt his hands grab my head from behind, and then he started to thrust treating my mouth like a pussy. Faster and faster he went, pushing his cock deeper and deeper into my mouth. I almost puked, I gagged, and cursed at him, he ignored me, and again forced his cock in my mouth. He cursed at me called me a white piece of shit, and continued to fuck with my mouth, treating me like a whore. I suppose I should have been annoyed at this, but I loved it. I was his white whore, his piece of shit to use and abuse. And he did. 

"Man I'm going to cum." 

Where the fuck is he going to cum, I couldn't even tell him if I wanted to, as his cock continued to gag me. "I'm Cumming he said," and he did right in my mouth.

Oh my fucking god, I tasted his cum, loads and loads of it, I couldn't believe it. It was then the most incredible thing happened to me that have ever happened, I came. Right in my pants, I didn't even touch it, or remove my cock from my pants, and I came. What the fuck, this was way too incredible. He guided his cock out of my mouth, and there it was, shiny from my saliva, beautiful looking cock, slowly softing, the foreskin beginning to cover the head. A huge wet spot showed up on my pants. 

"Man, you came, uh." Eddie began to laugh staring at my crotch.

"Eddie, I never did this before, but it was incredible. I can't believe how much I love your cock. 

"Well man it loves you, that's the best blow job I've ever gotten."

"Wow, do you think I'm gay."

"No way man," Eddie said. You just love real hung cock, nothing wrong with that."

I don't know if he was right or wrong. To this day, I still love pussy, enjoy fucking it, eating it, going out with it and loving it. I could never picture myself going to a movie or on a date with a man. I can't picture spending a candlelight dinner with a man. As I got older, I found that I just have an oral fixation for overly hung men. 8 inches would not cut it for me, 9" maybe, 10 or more I was there. Does that make me gay, I don't know, and truthfully I don't care! I love to suck hung men, and that's what I do in my own spare time. A hobby I truly enjoy. Thanks Eddie.



First Time: A Night to Remember



It started out as a really boring day for me. There was nothing to do, so I headed to the local Wal-Mart to walk around. That really didn't help things for me as I was still bored as I walked out of the store.

I was half way to my car when I heard it. "Josh, is that you?", asked the voice of a woman.

I turned around to see her. It was Jane, a friend of my Mom's form years back. I had known her and her family for years. For being in her very early 40's, she still looked damn good. She was tall at a little over 6 feet even with medium length blonde hair. She was nice and skinny with a great tan. To tell the truth, I had always had somewhat of a crush on her.

I stared at her for a few seconds before answering her. She was really hot. She had a nice pink tank-top and some really tight jean shorts, exposing her long sexy legs and beautiful ass. After staring at her perfect body for a few seconds, I responded to her, "Jane? How are you? I haven't seen you in a while."

She smiled and said, "I'm okay. I haven't seen you in a while either. Listen, my girlfriend was supposed to pick me up and bring me back to my place, but she just called my cell phone and said she's having car trouble. Do you think you could give me a ride?"

I was planning on going right home and just relaxing, but she was impossible to turn down. She looked at me with little puppy-dog eyes and said, "Please." She looked so sexy as she said it.

Being the nice guy that I was I said, "Ok, sure come on". She just smiled at me as she caught up to me and started walking along with me to my car. I let her get a little bit ahead of me as I checked her out from behind. She may have been 40 years old, but she had a body like a 20-year old. 

As we got to the car, I went to the driver side to open my door. Suddenly, I heard a clearing of the throat and turned to Jane. She looked at me and said, "Are you forgetting something?"

I smiled as I walked over to the passenger's side of the car and opened the door. She looked at me and stared into my eyes. She smiled so sexily as she said, "Thank you very much." She then winked at me and licked her lips ever so softly as she bent down and got in the car. If I didn't know any better, I'd think she was flirting with me.

I got in the car and after a couple of seconds, we were out of the Wal-Mart parking lot and on the way to Jane's house. I sat in the car, driving in silence. I really didn't know what to say or how to react to the way Jane looked at me. Was she coming on to me? Was I overreacting? I wasn't sure.

As I continued to drive, I kept one eye on the road and the other on Jane's sexy, tan legs. They looked so gorgeous. It took everything I had to not take the eye on the road and put it on her legs. Jane suddenly broke my trance. "Umm...So Josh, are you seeing anyone these days?"

"No, not now.", I said, sounding a little rattled. I wasn't sure if Jane had noticed me staring at her legs or not. I just tried to down-play the whole thing.

"Oh, so you must be pretty lonely some nights. Not having a woman to satisfy your wants and needs. I bet you get so horny every night, wishing you had someone to make you cum whenever you wanted it. Am I right?"

I was totally shocked. I was now totally sure that she was coming on to me. If I played my cards right, I could be a very happy man at the end of the night. I though carefully on how to respond, not knowing what to say without sounding like a complete dumbass.

What I ended up saying wasn't exactly the smoothest thing however. "Umm..I...Uhh."

I looked at Jane quickly then back on the road. I started to tense up as Jane slid a little closer and put her hand on my knee. She leaned in and blew gently in my ear. My dick instantly started to stir in my pants. 

Jane leaned in even closer and whipered in my ear, "Listen, I saw you looking at me. I know you'd like to have a little fun wiht me, wouldn't you?"

I swallowed hard and nervously replied, "Yes, yes I would."

Jane moaned very softly. So softly that I barely heard it. She whispered in my ear again. "I knew you did. And guess what? You can have all the fun with me that you want. I mean ALL THE FUN you want. Tell me something: Have you ever had sex before?"

My face got a little red. I was somewhat embarrassed as I replied, "No."

"Mmmm...Well, I would be very honored to be your first. Have you ever had your cock sucked?"

My dick got even harder in my jeans as I struggled to keep my car on the road. I cleared my throat and said, "No I havent'."

Jane moaned again and said, "It would be an honor for me to suck your cock. Would you like that?"

I started getting butterflys in my stomach and my dick started twitching like crazy. "Yes, I would", I said, trying my hardest to keep my cool.

Jane chuckled a little bit as she moved away from me and sat back in her seat. I instantly felt my dick start to go limp. I was worried that she was just teasing me. That she made me look like a fool. Her next words proved me wrong. "Mmmmm, I'm so horny. I haven't been fucked in weeks. My pussy is aching. Is there anything you want to do about that? Don't be shy, sweetie.", she said sounding very sexy and caring and at the same time.

The way she said this and the way she sounded calmed me down greatly. I started feeling a little bold as I answered her question. "Well, I'd like to eat your pussy over and over and then fuck the hell out of it. What do you think of that?"

The instant I said that, I felt totally stupid. I had those thoughts about several women, but I always kept them in my head. I never said them out loud to a woman before. I wasn't sure how she'd react. I sounded alot bolder than I actually was. I was scared to death. I wasn't that bold. I was nervous as hell, but I was more than ready to "have some fun" with Jane.

"Oh yea, that's what I wanted to hear. I'm going to make your first time one that you'll never forget. I promise you that, Joshie.", she said as she started petting my knee and my dick started to grow yet again.

About this time, Jane's house came into my vision. I slowed the car down and parked into the driveway. I shut the car off and stepped outside as Jane did the same. We both walked up to her front door. She topped to open the door, then stood in the doorway, blocking me from getting in. She grabbed me, pulled me in, and planted a soft kiss on my lips. She slipped her tongue gently in my mouth and ran it over my tongue and teeth. My dick grew even more in my pants as I started to run my tongue along hers and her lips. Her mouth tasted very good and my dick was feeling all sorts of things.

Jane then drew her mouth from mine and said, "There will be plenty of time for that later. Now, I want you to take a shower and get that cock all nice and fresh for me. Then, I'll take a shower and get this pussy of mine all nice and fresh for you. I want us to have the best of eachother. What do you say?"

It took me all of one second to answer, "Definitely." She pointed the way as I headed into the bathroom, took off my clothes, and jumped into the shower.

I shouldn't neglect to say that Jane was known as the "town slut". She'd been with a lot of men. She seemed to be proud of that fact. But, I also shouldn't neglect to say that that fact didn't bother me one bit.

While I was in the whoer, my head was spinning. I was sure that this was a dream and I'd be waking up shortly. I mean, I wasn't really going to fuck this hot woman that I'd like for years, was I? She wasn't really coming on to me, was she?

As I finished washing myself, including my rock hard dick. I heard a noise. I opened the sohwer curtain to see Jane walking in the bathroom with a devilish smile on her face. She walked right up to me and ran her hand across my cheek. She then leaned forward into the shower a little bit and turned the water off. As she leaned back out, Jane stopped and wrapped her hand around my hard dick and gave it a quick pull. It took everything I had not to cum right there. Her hand, her touch, was so soft and gentle. It made me want her even more.

I guess Jane could sense how I was feeling because she leanded in and whispered into my ear, "Not yet, big boy. Why don't you come on out and dry off. Wait in my room while I get cleaned up. Then, when I'm done, I'm gonna fuck you like crazy!"

Her dirty talk turned me on even further. I did as I was told and went to pen the bathroom door. Suddenly, I was stopped by Jane's voice. "Josh, here take these", she said as she tossed me her little pink panties. As I caught them, Jane spoke agian, "Here's a little present from me to you. Now, go and enjoy these while I take a quick shower. Then, I'll be out before you know it and we'll have a great time."

I opened the door to Jane's room and saw a nice, clean room. The main part of the room was her king-sized bed. I jumped up on it and slid up on one of the pillows, laid back and relaxes. I took the panties that Jane gave me and brought them up directly to my nose. I inhaled a large scent of pussy and instantly my dick started aching. I wanted that pussy so bad I could taste it. It smelt so sweet. I then took her panties and shoved them directly in my face. The aroma of her pussy drove me wild. As I pressed her panties to my face, I felt something strange. Something wet. It hit me instantly: Jane was wet. She was horny! For me!

That thought drove me wild as my dick grew even larger. It was twitching all over. I tried to calm myself down. I kept telling myself to relax and don't cum right away like an idiot. Take it all in and enoy the night. This was the chance of a lifetime, grab hold of it. I was definitely prepared to do just that.

For the next couple of minutes, I layed back on the bed and just relaxed myself. My dick started to go down a little bit and I was feeling more in control of the situation. That feeling quickly went away in a matter of seconds.

Suddenly, the bedroom door opened and in walked Jane. She took my breath away as she stood directly in front of me, totally naked. My dick instantly sprung back to life and grew at record pace. Jane had a huge smile on her face as she came towards me and kneeled down on the bed.

She leaned into me and gave me a soft kiss on the lips, then took her tongue and ran it over my lips. I took my tongue and met hers with several strokes. Her tongue felt so good and I couldn't wait to feel it on other parts of my body. She then moved away from my face and moved over to my dick. She grabbed it in her hand and stroked it a couple of times. My eyes rolled back in my head at the feel of her touch. 

Jane smiled at me and said, "Do you know how long it's been since I've had a hard cock in my mouth? Mmmm."

I laid back and moaned softly. I started to buck my hips up and down, wanting Jane to stroke my dick faster.

She must have senses what I wanted because almost instantly, she stroked my dick up and down very fast in her right hand. While she did that, she took her middle and index fingers on her left hand and rubbed underneath my balls.

The sensation was incredible. I started breathing heavy. I knew I was going to cum. I was going to screw the whole thing up.

Suddenly, Jane took her hand off my dick. She looked up at me and said, "Relax, Joshie. Just lay back and enjoy this. If you cum now, don't worry about it. I don't mind taking all the cum you got tonight."

Her words of assurance seemed to calm me down greatly. I wasn't that worried about cumming now. But, was determined not to cum until the last possible second. I wasn't going to blow my load several times. I only wanted to do it once. I wanted to take everything Jane had to offer and then shoot my cum all over her.

Jane looked back up at me and asked, "Are you ready for this?" I nodded, assuring her that I was more than ready. "Mmmm, this the best part", Jane purred.

My dick grew another inch as Jane lowered her open mouth closer to my dick. Her hot breath on my dick felt magnificient. But, not as good as it was going to feel in a couple of seconds. 

Jane looked directly into my eyes and winked at me. God, that was so sexy! I wanted to fuck her so bad at that moment, but I more than happy to settle for what she did next. She stuck her tongue out and flicked it gently back-and-forth over my piss-hole. It felt incredible!

Jane kept licking over my hole several times. I moaned softly and it was very hard not to cum. The tip of my dick was itchign due to Jane's soft licks. I yearned to stop the itch, but trused that Jane would take care of it soon enough.

And, take care of it she did. She opened her mouth wide and brought it down the entire 6 1/2 inches of my rock-hard cock. Then, she wrapped her lips around it and slowly came up. My eyes were shut tight as Jane's tongue made contact with the underside of my dick. She then sucked the rest of the way and let go of my dick, making an audible "pop" noise.

Jane had a small string of saliva on her chin, but she quickly took care of that with one stroke of the tongue. I looked and realized that Jane was only partially on the bed. So, I decided to scoot up all the way to the headboard, allowing her to get up fully on the bed.

Jane did just that as she got up on her knees and in between my legs. She smiled at me once again as she grabbed my dick. Jane lowered her head, stuck out her tongue and licked from right underneath my balls. She brought her tongue up over the middle of my sack to the bottom of my dick and up the shaft ever so softly and slowly. She was using just the tip of her tongue, tickling every last inch of my balls and cock. She then brought her tongue up to my head and licked across the bottom back and forth.

Jane then took her mouth off my cock and looked up at me. "How does that feel, baby?"

I moaned loudly, "Mmmmm, god baby that feels so good. Suck it some more!"

Jane chuckled at that comment and said, "Yes sir."

She then wrapped her lips around my cock head and started bobbing up and down the length of my pole. The feeling was undescribable. I was trying to keep my mind off of cumming. I tried to think about anything except what was going on at the moment. That was very hard to do as Jane kept bobbing up and down on my cock. But now, she also took her right and and massaged my balls over and over.

I think she was almost willing me to cum, but I wasn't going to oblige her. I wanted to hold out for as long as I oculd. She took her mouth off of my dick once again. But, this time she wrapped her mouth around my left nut. I instantly shot forward as the sensasion was incredible. I honestly thought that I had cummed, but I didn't. I was very proud of myself.

Jane kept my nut in her mouth as she ran her tongue over it repeatedly. I started feelign more comfortable and bold. I decided to talk and open up a bit more.

"Yea, baby. God, suck me. Suck my cock. God it feels so fuckin' good!"

Jane did as she was told. She took her mouth off my nut and placed it back over my cock. Jane bobbed up and down on my dick some more. She already had her tongue running up and down my dick. I got even bolder as I placed my hand on the back of Jane's head, encouraging her to suck faster and ahrder.

She didn't disappoint. She wrapped her lips ever so tightly around my dick and bobbed up and down very fast. I didn't even need to fuide her. She knew exactly what I wanted and she had no problem at all giving it to me.

Jane kept thi up for at least 3 or 4 minutes. It seemed like forever and that was ok with me. Every last second felt like heaven. I was totally shocked that I hadn't cummed yet. However, I did make that pact with myself not to cum. I am convinced that a "higher power" was with me, helping me not to cum.

Finally, she took her mouth off my dick. There was a little bit of precum starting to ooze out from the tip of my dick. Jane saw this and got the biggest smile of all on her face as she darted her tongue out and licked up all of the precum.

Jane wiped her mouth off a little bit and then straddled my chest. She bent down and again gave me a kiss on the lips. Our tongues explored eachother's mouth as I allowed my hands to run all over her naked back. Her skin felt so smooth and silky.

Jane broke off the kiss and said, "My my, you are one stubborn man. You know that? I want your cuma nd you won't give it to me. Why not, baby?"

I replied honestly, "I wanna save the best for last baby. So far, you've made me feel excellent. But now, if you don't mind, I'd give anything to taste that pussy."

Jane almost purred as she rubbed her hands all over my chest. "You want this pussy? You want this wet Pussy?", she asked in the sexiest of ways. I just nodded and said, ''Damn right."

"You want it? You got it, baby!", Jane said as she got off my chest. I got up and got off the bed as I allowed Jane to take over my spot at the head of the bed. I got on the bed in her old spot and straddled he rchest. I bent down and licked her sweet lips once over. I then went down a little further and grabbed her small A-cup tits in my hand. I squeezed them gently, bent down and licked over her nipples on both tits. I heard Jane take a deep breath and start to relax.

I decided to go straight to the main course. I moved down her body and stopped at her stomach. I kissed and licked her stomach over and over as I felt it up. Her body was fantastic. She had a great stomach, but what I wanted was down a little bit farther.

I slid my body down the bed a little way and then opened her long, tan legs. I lowered my head and came face to face with with Jane's beautiful pussy. I hadn't ver had sex or eaten a pussy in my life at this point, but I'd seen plenty of them on the internet and in videos. I've seen pussies of some of the hottest women I've ever seen, but they didn't compare at all to what was in front of my face.

Jane was in her early 40's, but she was in fantastic shape. Her pussy was an absolute thing of beauty. She had a little strip of hair right above her pussy lips, which I loved. Her cunt itself looked so delicious. I could also see a little bit of dampness on her lips, which turned me on even further. I never imagined I could make someone like Jane wet. It runed me on even more than I already was.

I put my face ven closer into her pussy and inhaled the sweetest scent. Her pussy smelled so sweet and moist. I stuck out my tongue and licked from the top of her slit down to the bottom and back up to the top quickly, getting the taste of it. I took the index and middle fingers on my right hand to open up her lips and to reveal some nice pink pussy.

I used my whole tongue to get a big taste of her pussy. I licked her insides in long, large strokes as I reached up and gently rubbed her clit with my left thumb. Jane started to squirm on the bed and moan softly. it was music to my ears. I then took the tip of my tongue and licked the sides of her pussy lips gently. I then brought my tongue to her clit and licked the very tip of it ver so gently.

With the touch of my tongue on her clit, Jane isntantly moaned out, "Ohhh fuck yes!" She then took her great hands and rubbed them in my hair, uriging me to keep going.

I was more than happy to oblige her. I took my tongue and ran it up and down her clit very fast, flicking it over and over again as Jane was moving in all directions. I grabbged her waist and held it still as I wrapped my mouth around her little clit. I sucked in and my mouth was tightly wrapped around her hard clit. As soon as I did that, Jane gasped and moaned loudly, "Oh shit! Mmmmm yea! Suck my clit! Eat my pussy!"

I kept my lips wrapped around her clit as I stuck out my tongue and brushed it hard against her clit and licked it over and over, keeping my vice grip on her clit with my lips. Jane was moaning very loud as she started grinding her pussy into my face, giving me more of her clit and her wet cunt brushing against my chin.




First Time ABS Gloryhole



Chapter 1 -Forty Five Years Later

I married at a very young age. Spent four years in the Armed Service and produced two wonderful sons. My wife of 45 years decided she wanted a divorce and filed a couple years ago. I moved after taking a new position within my company and my ex moved to be close to our kids and grandkids. 

After I moved I bought myself a little place in a very small town not far from work. I buried myself in my work and did not date for a year. I managed to hook up with an old acquaintance and she became my "Fuck Buddy". We get together four or five times a year and spend a few days together.

It's been three years since the divorce and I get lonely as well as horny. I masturbate to give myself some relief but it's not the same. In a past story I spoke about the first time I sucked a cock and the first time I was fucked in the ass. Loneliness makes you think, about past relationships, sex, things that you should have done. 

One evening after a few drinks I decided to watch some internet porn and get myself off. I watched women giving blowjobs, men giving blowjobs and fucking porn. I thought back to my experience when I sucked a cock and how much it pleased me giving pleasure to a cock. I watched a porn movie about Glory Holes, after watching women and men servicing cocks anonymously I became intrigued and decided I would be paying one a visit.

Chapter 2 -The Quest for Another First

After watching porn and researching Glory Holes I decided to find one in my area. I found that there was one listed in an Adult Book Store about fifty miles away. I worked up my courage and decided I would see what this was all about. I found a site on the internet that had Glory Hole Etiquette, so before venturing out I read the fine points of Glory Hole etiquette.

I finally got the courage to make a trip to the book store and see if I could get a blowjob. I read that mostly older men frequent these places, but a mouth is a mouth and my cock needed servicing. I entered through a pair of frosted glass doors. 

Immediately inside were three walls full of vibrators, rubber cocks, party favors and other sexual sundries. I walked around and looked at the DVD's and gasped when I saw a rubber cock that was 14" long and thought, who would fuck themselves with that monster. Next to the counter are two swinging doors with a sign giving rules for the viewing area.

I went to the counter and there was a slightly overweight woman working. I changed a ten dollar bill for some tokens to use in the booths. I entered the swinging doors and found a dimly lit room with about fourteen booths. Walking around none of the booths were occupied so I chose one that was next to another since there were a few that were singles. I noted the single booths had no hole in the wall. This would not do since I was there to get a blowjob.

I settled in a booth and dropped in a few tokens. Switching between channels I watched everything from gay sex to orgies. Watching a guy give a blowjob to another guy brought back memories of my first real cock sucking session. My cock started to get hard watching this scene. 

The movie clicked off so I put more tokens in to watch more. It was about ten minutes and someone entered the booth next to mine. I heard a couple tokens drop and a movie started to play. I watched the hole in the wall and a finger poked in, not thinking I poked my finger back through. 

Well I guess that means you want to be the bottom because I heard a zipper and then an uncut cock poked through the hole. I gently took it in my hand and started to stroke it. There was response right away in the form of a limp uncut cock starting to get hard. 

Because I mixed up on the signals I thought I'd see if I lost my touch. I dropped to my knees and got close enough to see the cock had no scabs and no odor. I moved in and licked the head before sliding this anonymous cock into my mouth. I sucked on the cock for a minute or so and the cock withdrew from the hole. I was disappointed, I thought I did something wrong or was not practiced enough to give a blowjob.

Disappointed I left the booth and looked for one that was occupied and I could give the right signal this time. I found one occupied and entered the one next to the occupied booth. I dropped in a few tokens and watched a movie for a minute or so. I then poked my finger in the hole and waited for a response. To no avail there was no response. I waited and tried again but no response and the occupant exited the booth.

Leaving the booth I headed back to the previous booth I was in and while going past a single preview booth there was an older gentleman watching a movie in a single booth with the door open. As I went past he said "Come on in," with his cock in his hand. I was not sure about two people in the booth but who was there to stop it, I didn't see "Booth Police" anywhere nearby.

Once I entered the booth the gentleman closed and locked the door. He unhooked his belt and dropped his shorts to knee level and did the same with his boxers. I looked down and realized this was the cock that came through the hole earlier. I reached down and started to stroke his cock. He put his hand on my shoulder and indicated that I should go down on him. I went to my knees and got close to the uncut cock I sucked on minutes earlier and realized this was the first uncut cock I had ever touched or sucked. Attached to the cock was a pair of balls that were huge and hanging down. I gently cupped his balls and started to massage them while I took his cock in my mouth.

I sucked on his cock at least five minutes and he was just starting to get hard and I could feel the foreskin giving away to the bulbous head. He was beginning to breathe harder and started to thrust his hips. He grabbed my head and began to face fuck me. His cock was not very long, I'd estimate five to five and a half inches. I was able to deep throat him without gagging. He let go of my head and pulled back and said "I'm ready to cum, can I cum in your mouth?" I told him that he could cum when he was ready because I was prepared for a load. 

I pulled his cock deep into my mouth and grabbed his ass with both hands and that was all it took for him to bust a nut. He didn't have much cum at all, but what he gave me I swallowed. 

After I finished he pulled his pants up and told me to drop mine because he wanted to see my cock. I did as he asked and revealed a massive hard on, shaved around the base of my cock with shaved balls. He stroked me and in one motion dropped to his knees and took my cock in his mouth. He didn't have to suck long until I told him "I'm ready to cum." He nodded and kept sucking. 

I guess he could tell I was ready to shoot because he poked his finger in my ass and hit my prostate. When he did that I exploded like my cock was filled with TNT. I came for what seemed minutes. The last time I came with that intensity was when I was jerked off while being fucked in the ass. 

My first trip to a glory hole was a good time and I am looking forward to another visit soon. If I return it's possible I will get a younger cock that will give a bigger load to swallow. Only time will tell.



First-time Adulteress



CHAPTER 1

A cool evening breeze was reaching poolside as Raquel Rivers, sunglasses perched in her auburn hair, lowered the top of her green one-piece swimsuit to bare her nipples. She looked at them and sighed "Unloved", and bent down, tongue almost quivering, and licked her left nipple. A shiver rippled through her.

God she was horny, she sighed. Johnston would be away another three weeks. 

Raquel missed being fucked. She had her box of toys but they were no substitute for her cock-proud husband who used it to play her like a fiddle, pulling her through all the moods of well-orchestrated bedroom sex and she performed like a fiddle should. And now, Raquel's need for it was gnawing at her.

The thought of jumping in her car and driving along Main Street and pulling up alongside every male she saw walking alone and calling out "Hi, want a ride?" and then allowing the first male who responded to ride her when they parked under the trees down at the river. Then the thought appalled her. God, who would she get – a guy with incurable clap?

No, there had to be a better way.

That evening the kitchen sink drain blocked. "Damn, fuck the world," yelled the frustrated Raquel after poking a meat skewer down the outlet pipe to no avail.

She called four plumbers but none answered their after-hours phones and why should they, she scowled. At the prices they charged they would be eating out in style. At morning coffee break next day she moaned about plumbers and remembered she hadn't called any.

"Don't bother calling – none will turn out to unblock a sink at short notice," said Brian, the financial controller. "You'll be placed on a waiting list that they work at when big work runs out."

"The assholes," yelled Raquel, who was the company's operations manager and currently acting managing director.

The know-all head of public relations Sylvia suggested Raquel talk to the company's IT manager Austin Cooper whose father ran the city's largest plumbing supplies company.

"Where would that get me?"

"I know Austin's mother and remember her telling me he worked in plumbing during term breaks at college because it paid three times as much as he would earn working in his dad's warehouse."

Back in her office Raquel sent her PA to fetch Austin. He arrived, looking tall and curly with broad shoulders and wide chest that suggested goodness knows what else.

"Yes Mrs Rivers. Wendy said you had a plumbing problem. Shouldn't you see a gynecologist for that?"

Raquel's mouth opened in shock. She was about to chew the jerk's ear when she remembered her kitchen sink was half-full of water becoming a little more putrid by the hour.

"Ha-ha ha-ha," she laughed, annoyed it sounded suspiciously faked, being in high falsetto and lacking spontaneity. 

"That wasn't a spontaneous laugh," Austin complained.

She snarled, "Complain to a judge. My kitchen sink drain is blocked."

"Mrs Rivers, with all due respect we in IT are not available to make house calls and that's by order of Mr Rivers. Does that leave you up the river without a paddle?"

"Listen here you..."

"On the other hand I could do the work in my own time." 

"Ah Austin. Please sit down and negotiate fairly with a lady."

He sat and looked around the office and said it was opulent compared with his dog box. Raquel said the offices of top executives were fitted out and had décor to impress the public. IT was not used to impress the public and judging by the moans she heard from her staff neither did IT impress some of the company's workforce.

"Is that a criticism or just a cattish way women find to tread on a guy's toes?"

"Oooh, oooh. Our IT manager is sensitive. Consider it just a little aside, expressed neutrally."

"You have a clever tongue Mrs Rivers."

"Thank you Austin. I'm told you perform well above your predecessor. Bill Aiken stated that at our executive meeting two weeks ago. As Bill said it, it must be true."

"And a flatterer. I could end up liking you Mrs Rivers. My car has been turned in and the replacement is not due here until after midday tomorrow. You drive me home to unblock the sink and serve me a splendid dinner and then send me home in a cab using your company card. I'm between girlfriends at the moment so eat alone and my miserable dinner tonight was to be fish cakes and fries. How's that for a deal?"

"I like it. Marcia told me you worked as a plumber during college breaks. So is unblocking a drain a breeze for you?"

"Usually."

"What about tools?"

"Mr Rivers has a workshop doesn't he?"

"A messy workbench with tool thingies not hung back on the wall, yes."

"Is the under sink plumbing plastic or metal?"

"How would I know?"

"Is the piping white, stainless or copper?"

"That's easy. It's white."

"Then I'll only require a bucket, cloth and an adjustable wrench in case any of the fittings is screwed on overly tight."

"Mr Cooper under my kitchen bench with a wench. Whatever next Austin?"

He laughed and Raquel looked pleased. She asked him to be at her car at 5:15.

It was a pleasant drive to the Plymouth Drive with conversation continuing to flow easily because Raquel was keen to have her drainpipe unblocked. 

"You have a lovely property," Austin said, following the lovely ass of Johnston Rivers' second wife into the imposing home amid two acres of garden, lawn and with an outdoor-indoor pool.

"Yes, I'm very happy in this set-up. Here we are. Sit at the table and start off with a beer or would you join me with a wine?"

"Wine please," said the 28-year-old albino-haired computer tech, eyeing the curvy and perky 36-year-old dressed tightly in blue who was acting-boss of Rivers Fitness and Home Gym Supplies Corporation.

She poured the wines and said. "Go ahead, I'm off to slip into something more comfortable." She returned four sips of wine by Austin later dressed in a loose top and a short denim skirt, her hair unpinned and her make-up removed looking very homely and cute.

"Oooh Mrs Rivers!"

Raquel was happy to hear that exclamation. She'd thought when pouring the wine she had an acceptable guy in the house. She wanted a fuck. Presumably it was there for the taking.

"Tell me about your social life Austin?"

He droned on while Raquel thought about his cock and if he'd treat her kindly but with enough action to get her away. She felt her breasts tighten and squeezed her thighs in and to show her interest she injected a "That's interesting." Judging by Austin's surprised look she wondered had had been talking about a death in the family.

She poured him another wine before he had time to say he must get under her sink and thought of removing her panties because Austin would have an under-skirt view from down there.

"Are you attempting to get me drunk Mrs Rivers?"

"Oh Austin."

Her evasive reply appeared to amuse him and Raquel congratulated herself for being so mysterious, so subtle. She thought the guy would be eyeing her breasts, licking his lips and turned to eye him for conformation but found him staring at the ceiling and pulling a hair from his nose.

Oh god!

"Tell me about your sexual experience Austin?"

"Huh?"

She just smiled encouragingly.

"Do you mean about the women who have slept with me or am I experienced?"

Raquel colored. How would she know? She was horny and she had him cornered in her house and she'd almost finished her second wine on an empty stomach. God, why couldn't men answer the question without having to dissect it? "I was referring to experience." 

Austin frowned and said he really thought only women could answer that. For all he knew they could think he plowed ineffectually.

"Plow ineffectually?"

"It's just a parameter Mrs Rivers. I could have just as easily made the approach from the other spectrum and said my women regard me as the finest seducer in the country."

"But no woman would have had that depth of experience to pass such judgment?"

"Quite Mrs Rivers, hence my choice of words. However you appear to be supremely intelligent."

Raquel colored and almost wet her panties. Such tribute, however misplaced, had shocked her. "Do you mind if I prepare dinner while you are working?"

"No Mrs Rivers. Are you wearing panties?"

Her peach colored face decided to change to beetroot.

"I didn't mean to embarrass you, it was just a mild warning. One of the perks of a plumber's job is working on his back in the kitchen while the mistress works away. Plumbers develop this extraordinary ability to switch from wide focus to extremely narrow focus in the blink of an eye."

"Mistress?"

"In the sense of mistress of the house."

"Oh yes, of course. I think I can guess what you are hinting. I'm in a thong. Is that okay?"

"Whatever makes you feel comfortable Mrs Rivers."

By invitation Austin poured himself another wine and watched the ass of Mrs Rivers flit busily about the kitchen. He even glimpsed the yellow thong as she bent over the vegetable draw in the fridge.

"A nice piece of meat," she smiled. "That must appeal?"

Aware she was expecting a reply Austin muttered, "That's for you to judge."

"Pardon me?"

Austin jerked into full focus and said it sounded very appealing. "Served with a range of vegetables I'd assume?"

"Yes but I'm waiting for you to clear the sink blockage."

Austin worked away.

"It's taking a long time."

Austin thought fucking women, wanting everything in a hurry no matter what the physical or technical complications were. He called, "The blockage is not in the sink outlet. It's below the point where the insinkerator feeds in. I've located the problem, have disconnected that section and into the bucket I've jettisoned a matt of banana skin fiber crushed eggshells rice and less menacing matter to the efficiency of waste disposal."

"Oh my hero. You clever man," Raquel said, draining her third glass of wine in a relieved gulp. A block drain put the entire efficiency of her household in jeopardy.

"Mrs Rivers..."

She cooed, "Call me Raquel."

"Raquel? God that's a sexy name."

Raquel didn't know how to respond so said nothing.

"Please standby the test the cold water supply via the main sink... that's the big one."

"You must think of me as a dumb to have added that explanation."

"Nothing could be farther from my mind. How is my meat?"

"Pardon me?"

"Is it oven-baked?"

"Oh that m... Yes," she said, fighting giggles. "I like my meat done medium rare."

"Perfect."

Raquel straddled Austin's outstretched body aware her crotch was right over her point of interest. She'd only need to lower herself... oh god. She could feel her breasts tightening in her bra. Austin, fuck me, she thought, mouth open, sucking in air and tongue protruding sexily, moving along her upper lip.

Austin looked up into wonderland at the most beautiful shaped and tanned legs he'd ever seen. Most of his women had white and often pudgy thighs. There wasn't a hair to be seen, not even peeping out from under the yellow strip hiding pussy and that meant... Stop it, Austin he cautioned, not wanting to display an agitated boner. He was unaware Raquel with a master's in business administration and a BA is psychology had decided the way to snare this dummy was to play the dumb female.

"Raquel allow a gentle water flow into the sink on your left."

"Um I've had wine and the pressure to get this right is confusing me. Which is my left?"

"Bend and drop a hand down Raquel, slowly please."

She dropped her right hand down and it was heading for Austin's belt so he called, "Six inches closer to your legs."

"It's a long way down."

"Well bend down further. My view is blocked," Austin lied.

Her outstretched fingers touched the boner that had unfurled, waiting for the arrival of her hand. Her leading fingers moved from off-center to touch it on both sides and Austin heard a muffled, "Oh god." He called, that's your right hand, so pour water into the sink of the side of the other hand. You have beautifully kept hands. Oh incidentally, that hand is touching me very strategically."

"Um, I think I know that. May I straighten now to turn on the faucet?"

"Yes of course."

Austin heard the splatter and said, turn the water on fully while he checked to ensure joints were not leaking.

"May I lean down and look?"

"Yes Raquel. I'd like you to remove your top."

"Remove my top, why?"

Austin knew not to be flippant and say there might be spiders down there. He drew in a deep breath and bit the bullet, so to speak. "Because you have a magnificent body. To view it, only with the top off, would be my real reward for helping you out."

"What color is my thong?"

Austin answered yellow without hesitation and heard her giggle. He watched her black top drop to the floor.

"I'm coming."

"So early?" he said courageously and her giggle was loud.

Head appearing, she said, "You sound just like a naughty plumber rather than a staid IT expert."

Austin didn't answer, focusing instead on the bulging bra and then, "You are well stacked."

"Thank you sir, and thank you for attending to my blockage."

"Is there anything else you'd like me to attend to?"

Raquel's eyes grew larger and she moved to draw away.

"Come in, straddle over me and I'll point out the features of your waste water disposal system, complicated because of the insinkerator but of course that performs a remarkable task; our city authorities allow them because of our modern waste treatment systems."

"You know everything."

"I know nothing about you."

"I'm married."

"And right now in need of breaking out?"

"You're too clever for words. I must get the vegetables on."

"What, and break this under bench contact?"

"Unless you reject me I'm going to fuck you Austin. Please don't delay me here – let me cook you a well deserved meal."

"A kiss?"

"No, you shower first. I've left a robe for you on the bed."

"When did you do that?"

"When I arrived home and went off to change."

"Jesus."

"Well, I wouldn't go so far as to say my blocked sink was divine intervention."

When Austin returned for his shower he found Raquel dressed only in her bra and skirt, and presumably her thong. She'd kicked off her shoes. He was dressed only in the gown. 

She faced him, looking stern. "Austin, you must understand if you ever talk to anyone about this I'll have to fire you."

"I'd be disappointed if that wasn't your attitude. I do understand and you will know by now I'm not stupid."

Raquel smiled and walked over to him, placing her arms around his neck and holding up her lips. They had their first kiss, a long kiss, and she broke off and told him to sit at the table. It was in the informal eating area that extended from the kitchen. The table was set simply but with candles.

"This is lovely," he said, as she placed his beef in front of him. She hurried off without replying and returned with a three-division serving dish of vegetables. Off she went again and returned with her beef and a half bottle of red wine.

"Have you committed adultery before?"

Raquel choked on her wine and some shot over the table in front of her.

"Sorry."

"No, it's fine. I guess the question terrorized my conscience. The answer is no, never."

"Your husband and you have a very active sex life and in his absence you have felt an overwhelming need?

"Exactly," she sighed, relieved Austin was also smart enough not to call Johnston by name.

In a matter-of-fact voice Austin said he'd never knowingly had sex with a married woman.

"That makes us two virgins."

He laughed, and looked at her admiringly. "You have developed this chance opportunity into an admirable setting in which to achieve your fill."

"Achieve my fill?" Raquel gurgled, feeling unbelievably happy. He was being so lovely.

CHAPTER 2

The meal was finished. Raquel was waiting for Austin to make his move. He sat talking and smiling patiently. What was wrong with him? And then it dawned on her... he was letting her run the show; if she wanted it she'd have to seduce him.

Raquel's mind went into a spin. Should she strip? Should she move straight in and undo his robe? Should she attempt to smile mysteriously and lead him off by the robe belt to the bedroom? Ohmigod, there could be a scene if he objected to being seduced by her on her marital bed. She panicked and said, "Let's clear away."

He smiled. "I wondered how you'd handle it. This gives a little time for our meal to begin to settle and provides opportunities."

She smiled, mind frantic. What did he mean by opportunities? Her mind went blank so she carried out the plates.

In the kitchen Raquel attempted in vain to think about possibilities. She was bent over the vegetable drawer returning the used part of the lettuce when he came up behind her, flipped up her skirt and said, "Ohmigod, what a delightful ass."

Raquel stayed bent over, instinctively knowing that was the right thing to do. She'd been unaware men used the word 'Ohmigod'. He liked her ass. Instinct came to her rescue again as she blurted, "Kiss it."

Electric impulses charged through Raquel's body as his lips caressed an ass cheek. Her mind soared, suppressing any thought another part of her mind might be developing about the shame of allowing a man not her husband to kiss her ass.

"That was sweet," she said, straightening. "Let me kiss you but don't get excited as I wish to clear away first."

When that was finished Raquel reached down and parted his robe to take hold of his erection, finding it fat and firm and decided it was more than adequate for the jobs she had in mind for it.

"Undo my bra."

He obeyed and she pulled his head forward. Austin buried his face and she felt her nipples and pussy react.

She gave him a few moments and they led him by the cock to the TV room saying it had a great sofa.

"Great for what," he leered.

Raquel reached under and squeezed Austin's balls, applying pressure until he squirmed.

At the sofa she pulled off her thong and he tossed aside the robe. She was wet down below and could smell pussy so knew he could as well. They kissed and she pulled his hand to her pussy and groaned, feeling the first finger insert.

"Pussy likes that."

That accelerated his breathing rate, as did the invitation. Another finger entered and soon Raquel was panting and she staggered backwards on to the sofa and pulled Austin who dropped to his knees. From then on Raquel just allowed it to happen, well aware from the pussy lapping and finger screwing Austin had experience to burn.

"Oh Austin, you stroke so beautifully," Raquel cooed, pushing fingers through his hair and pulling his ear lobes. "Your sexual connection with me is lifting me out of despair. I know this is weak of me, persuading you to enter adultery with me for me relief but I'm not sorry to be on the brink of having a new cock plunging into me. I accept I'm weak and wicked but there you go."

"You sure taste swell Raquel. I could gobble your pussy all night," Austin said, rising and wiping his chin on a pillow. "But you are yearning for cock so here comes my piece of meat to help you through your days of pussy neglect. You have a really cute pussy Raquel. I see enough of them to know you easily get top billing."

"Austin sweet, I don't mind all this talk but please... your cock."

Austin scooped some pussy juice to wet it, pressed it against Raquel's pussy lips and told her to take it and feed it in." She was pressed in against a stack of three pillows and spreading her legs wide watched along with Austin as she slowly sunk his fat dick home. Austin flicked glances between watching the progress of his dick enter her cunt to watching the glorious, soft smile on her face. He pushed to bury the last inch and a half and then entered into some serious shafting, a little disappointed that Raquel only rocked back at him rather than lean on her elbows to slam into him as he plunged forward, lifting her ass off the bed for extra thrust.




First-time Adulteress



Oh well. But there was more to come.

Raquel gushed a little ahead of him and when she felt him tensing cried, "Fire over my belly and tits."

Obviously younger than Johnston, Austin had more firepower than she was used to. With blood-curling groans and gasps he streamed cum over Raquel's face and hair and the shorter spurts reached her tits and expired over her tummy.

"God, when did you last have a fuck?"

"Almost three weeks ago," he said as she bent forward and sucked him dry. He really liked women who went that extra yard and did that.

They dozed.

When Raquel stirred and went off to pee Austin called, "Bring some lube."

She turned and came back, looking concerned. "Austin, it's about two years since I was last ass-fucked."

"So."

"You are a monster," she complained. 

He growled, "Go and pee and don't forget the lube."

Less than an hour later Raquel lay alongside her new pal, absolutely whacked. "I can't complain about you not having enough horsepower."

He smiled and tickled a tit and blew into her ear.

"God you're not ready to go again?"

"Nah, I'm whacked Raquel. That ass fuck was slow to get underway but was memorable. But what I like about you it your know how to use your cunt with power."

"Austin!" she sighed, too softly to be interpreted as a reprimand.

"What?"

"It doesn't matter."

Austin belched. "You know Raquel, you are a real cool lady. You're up there with the best of the sluts I fuck but you do it with style and remain in control, I think even when you talk filthy to me."

"Oh thank you Austin. It's good to know how I rate. I really must have needed to know that."

Austin lifted and looked at her but met only a calm smile. He smiled, apparently satisfied she wasn't being sarcastic.

While waiting for the cab to arrive Raquel reminded Austin he'd committed to say nothing to anyone about his involvement with her.

He cupped a breast possessively and said he understood the need for privacy, absolutely. At work he'd regard her like everyone else, as the bosses wife who was a stuck up bitch.

"Is that how our foot soldiers regard me?"

"Yeah, and probably some of your lieutenants and captain equivalents as well."

"Damn then. With that attitude it's little wonder they are assholes."

Austin laughed and said that outburst was exactly why staff regarded her as being stuck up. "Soften your attitude and you might change. Attend Friday drinks for a start – have you ever attended?"

"Well no. You see on Friday afternoon I'm preparing for the weekend."

"And isn't everyone else half-thinking about the weekend?"

"I... I suppose so. I see what you mean."

"It's not necessary to do a table top strip at Friday drinks. Just move around and chat to different groups, mainly asking what they are doing at the weekend and don't mention you are going to a mountain resort or intend buying a diamond ring. Also learn a couple of risqué jokes to demonstrate you are a normal person but I suggest you wait until someone else in the group has told one and everyone laughed."

"So that's how normal people behave?"

"Well, perhaps that needs changing slightly. That's how people behave normally."

Next morning after clearing her urgent basket and going over the mail with her PA, Raquel booted her computer, attended to emails and then opened Austin Cooper's personal file.

She was astonished to find he had a BA, majoring in psychology, and a master's in computer science. For some reason she'd assumed his qualification would only be a diploma in IT because they weren't a really large company. She read the last six-monthly report on what his personnel thought of him:

"Mr Cooper is a stickler for self-discipline but I guess if we arrive later or take too long over lunch that will reflect in our work standards at the coal-face. I still can't agree we must not shout back at stupid staff who shout of us."

"There's not much I can say about Austin apart from he'd the best manager I've ever had and leads from the front."

"Austin is an inspiration to me – demanding but also compassionate when I screw up. My standard of technical excellent has risen under his guidance. He makes me feel a valued member of the team."

Raquel read the report of financial controller Brian Read whose additional responsibilities were internal services. "An astonishing change has occurred in IT in the nine months of Austin's tenure as manager. Personnel in the department are now very much a team and I feel this as soon as I enter the department. Complaints about the department's service are down three-fold and expenditure on a monthly basis are averaging 45% below the equivalent level of the period prior to his arrival because of Austin's more conservative approach in renewing or upgrading computerized equipment. I recommend a 15% increase in salary because Austin is performing above our expectations."

Raquel called Brian. "Six weeks ago you recommended a 15% increase in salary for Austin Cooper. I'm reading his file and cannot find any evidence that it was approved."

"No, Johnson said he'd review the recommendation after Austin has been with us for eighteen months."

"I'm emailing you authority to pay it, backdated six weeks Brian."

"What, because you've found you like him?"

"Last night he fixed my blocked drained efficiently and I found him to be very personable. I thought IT people were regarded as geeks but I found him to be a person who behaved very normally. That's why I've looked up his file and am now impressed even more. As you know Johnston and I are intending to expand the business and create a home office business equipment and support division. That's why Johnston is touring several countries at the moment, lining up potential suppliers with our own branded products."

"Oh, I get it. You see our Austin as the person to head our new division that is likely to become three or four times larger than our present operations?"

"Yes Brian, that's almost correct. I'll be heading the division. At this stage I believe my pick of director of operations will be Austin. Please keep and eye on him Brian so you can report to Johnston and me on him in detail. I figure Johnston will agree with my choice if you produce the hard evidence to support my choice."

"Sure Raquel. I owe you one for sorting out that blip Sally and I had with our marriage."

At home that evening Raquel was certain she'd have a great business future in association with Austin. God he was rather basic in his attitude towards women but she would work on that. He had the fundamentals she wanted in her operations manager and Austin's ability to relate well to his underlings was a big plus.

A phone call just before midnight awoke her.

"Yes," she replied sleepily, believing it would be Johnston.

"I'm missing you. I can't get to sleep because my mind is racing all over the place thinking about you."

"God Austin, give a girl a break. You've become cock hungry as a result of having a good fuck at last. But you can't be missing me. Missing out, yes, but not missing me as you have only have the one night with me."

"Word, words... what are words Raquel? True to understand. I know I have to be with you when we can sneak the opportunities."

"Oh don't be bothersome Austin. You know we talked to prevent this very thing happening."

"Yes but sometimes we want the wrong thing. Don't do the wrong thing."

"Good night Austin. Thank you for calling."

"Just decide what is right for you Raquel."

Raquel moved to cut the call. 

But she didn't. 

She thought adultery was just too easy. She had a husband and she knew he had other women. But that didn't make it right for her to behave wickedly. One person in the partnership could be loyal, couldn't they? And feel strong as a result of their fidelity, couldn't they?

Austin's words floated before her... 'Sometimes we want the wrong thing... don't do the wrong thing'. Committing adultery was doing the wrong thing. Everyone knew that. Oh god, where was the helping hand when she needed it?

If he'd gone, cutting the call unnoticed, it would be all over, over practically before it had started.

She spoke clearly although she felt highly charged. "Pack you bags and come over and stay with me my darling."

The phone clicked. Or was that just interference by an electrical impulse? Or was she simply hearing what she wanted to hear?

Whatever.

Raquel showered, put on make-up and dressed as if she were going on a date – wearing everything including high heels... but no panties.

Then she waited.

She was reaching the decision she was wasting her time when the outside security lights when on and she heard a vehicle. She waited at the side door, trembling until she saw the outline of a man carrying travel bags silhouetted by the lights behind him. She opened the door and called sweetly, "Come in Austin."

It would have been all over had he said plaintively, "Are you sure you're doing the right thing?"

Of course she wasn't doing the right thing? She was being very wicked. And he was no better. But he said nothing; he only smiled.

Austin left his bags on the top steps, dropped two suit bags on top of them, came into the passage, unzipped and kissed Raquel almost ferociously. They sank to the polished floor he pulled her legs over his shoulders and sank his fat dick into her very ready pussy. She closed her eyes in glee and gurgled in happiness. Here was a man drawing out the slut in her.

Austin hadn't checked whether she'd been wearing panties despite there being sufficient illumination for him to see she was fully dressed. He just knew, didn't he? It was one slut knowing another slut. Raquel pushed back, catching his rhythm.

THE END



First Time Adventure



The first time I fucked Wendy, I knew she was a cock slut. Away on a weekend with a large group of friends which did not include her present partner, she had, unbeknown to me, already screwed one of our mutual friends. I had split up with my girlfriend through pressure of work. This was my first break in several months, and almost my first sex in as long. Does ex-sex count?

When Wendy, after a couple of hours of drinking and chatting, asked if I would still respect her in the morning if she slept with me that night, I was gobsmacked. I had never thought I would hear a woman speak those words. Did she think I was going to say no? This was a fine looking woman, with a smile that lit a moonless night. The body didn't quite match up to the smile, but for a 40 year old with two grown children; she was in good nick. Shoulder length blonde hair, highlighted from a bottle, bobbed around an oval shaped face, nice brown eyes, and those luscious lips and shiny white teeth. Her cheek bones were high, reminding me of sexy Scandinavian women. At times, with a few touches of make-up and at the right angle, she was truly a stunning beauty.

At 5'4" tall, she was about the right height for my 5'10" frame. In English dress size she was a 12 with a very nice length of leg and wonderful calves. A pair of 4" heels gave her added height, and tightened all the right muscles. Her breasts were fairly small, with a softness and a slight droop that made them a pleasure to toy with. Nipples that were large and brown, and high set meant her breasts actually looked rather pert. As quite a lot of bum and tit flashing went on in our, often drunken group, Wendy had cottoned on to the fact that when flashing, she would keep her arms raised, thus making her tits look larger and more pert than they were. She did have very suckable nipples. Her stomach was reasonably flat, small love handles on her hips and her bum was on the larger size, which seems standard with English women. 

My previous girlfriend had been an athlete of a high standard, with a killer tight body, abs to die for, and a set of breasts so firm and high that a surgeon could have used them as a mould. Indeed she once modelled for a sculptor who carved her shape in stone. I swear the guy was trying to get in her pants, but Miss Innocent was above any nonsense. The statue did look fantastic in the photos I saw. All before my time, so I wasn't too bothered.

Perhaps I was too hard on Wendy. Comparisons were never going to do her any favours when matched against a girl 10 years her junior, no kids, and a training regime that would have killed most people.

What Wendy had in trumps was a heart of gold, a bubbly, friendly nature, and a caring personality. She was warm and kind, in thought and deed. I really, really liked her. Did I mention that she was to turn out as being as horny as hell; and open to the adventures that the next several years would bring us both.

That first night. Those strange words. I switched from pints of beer to Vodka and orange. Beer bloats, Vodka makes me horny, and OJ, well it has Vitamin C. Must be good for something. An hour later, as closing time approached, we made an unobtrusive exit and escaped to my room without our friends noticing us leaving together. Our group was a tight knit one, but some discretion is always appreciated.

As the door closed behind us, we fell into each others' arms, tongues intertwining madly, as we mashed our mouths together. Wendy had on a loose blouse and jeans, me a T-shirt and chinos. Fingers were working frantically at buttons and zips, and clasps. 

We found ourselves kneeling on the bed, Wendy in everyday knickers and bra, me in boxers and a pair of chinos caught somewhere between knees and ankles. Wendy was pushed back onto the pillows, her bra slipping over her outstretched arms, my lips descending onto her nipples; nipples that grew larger and harder as I suckled. I alternated between her mouth and her nipples. Then I started kissing down her sides, over her stomach. My fingers dipped into the side of her panties to brush her sparse and downy pubic hair. No trimming here I thought, no sexy Brazilian of the past. As my fingers brushed across Wendy's pussy lips, they opened and a flood of juice escaped. Wendy was soaking wet. Leagues beyond the moistness I had expected. 

Rapidly I pulled her cotton briefs off her. It is amazing how quickly this can be achieved when lust is rampant. Holding an ankle in each hand, I spread her legs wide and gazed at her dripping cunt. It was a mess. Stray pubic hairs were stuck with pussy juice, her lips were red and swollen nicely. They shone in the dimmed lights of the room. The entrance to her pussy was open too, looking like a small black hole in space. I pushed her legs back slightly. Her tightly puckered arsehole looked very trim and tidy.

I may have mentioned how sexy her pussy looked, and how wet. Wendy possibly replied that she had been horny for several hours having decided earlier that she was going to fuck me tonight. Mentioning that I was going to tongue her for hours seemed a normal comment for me. Wendy seemed surprised. It later transpired that most of Wendy's conquests had been fairly drunken escapades involving little foreplay, an energetic fuck, and little post-copulation cuddling. Her three long term relationships had typically lapsed into a rut of a Saturday night romp after a night out drinking, or tired sex after the kids had been put to bed. Little passion, little mystery and no imagination. No wonder this woman was ready for adventure.

I loved devouring her pussy. I explored every nook and cranny, I dipped my tongue inside her as far as I could, I sucked, bit, nibbled, hummed over, lapped and blew on her clit. I slathered my tongue over her anus too, much to her surprise. I smiled as I felt her jump a little. I would save that treat for later I thought. It took her quite a while to come that first tongueing, but she went over the top like a First World War soldier. Gasping and yelling, her breath short and rapid. I kept her peaking with two fingers pulsing against her G spot. Wendy did not squirt but the wetness flowed from her like warm honey from a tipped-over jar. She soaked my fingers, my knuckles; she coated my lips, mouth and chin, and there was enough left over for me to swallow a couple of times. It was fantastic. 

The glazed look on her face made me feel like a million dollars. Her eyes were huge, her breathing rapid, her tongue ran over dry lips, and she garbled in some unintelligible language. I recognised the word God, several times. I guess it may have been Latin then.

I wasn't going to give her much time to recover. I had a cock craving attention. Female attention; not the stroking I gave it. Would have given it had work not kept my nose to the grindstone for several 100 plus hour weeks. I don't think I'd come for four, maybe five days. Very unusual as I am normally an every day man. Use it or lose it being my mantra. 

Many men complain that women don't give them blowjobs. I've never found that to be true. I work on the basis that if you take the time to go down on a woman for as long as she takes pleasure from it, and as long as your cock is clean and smells reasonably good, then seldom do you meet a woman who is selfish enough not to return a pleasure. 

Wendy certainly didn't seem to mind as I kneeled beside her shoulder and manoeuvred our bodies to feed my cock to her generous mouth. She tried gallantly but truly you could tell Wendy did not own one of those drinking mugs with Worlds Greatest Gobbler printed on it. But hell, I am not a man to complain. Taking her head in one hand, my cock in the other, I roamed it over her lips, against her cheek, into her mouth, let her tongue lick at it as I moved it. She soon caught the mood, and tried a few moves herself. Enough that I could let go her head, using my free fingers to mop up some of her pussy juice and massage it back into those juicy lips. Wendy hardly hesitated as I offered several sticky fingers coated thickly in her love juice to her mouth. My fingers slid deep into her mouth, encouraging her tongue to lick them clean. I didn't expect an answer to my enquiry as to whether she liked the taste. My cock had quickly replaced my fingers. Wendy's eyes showed me that this was a new experience. Her slut side easily overcoming any misgivings. So I did it a couple more times. Wendy was certainly getting more vigorous sucking my cock. I was really enjoying myself.

"Will you fuck me now please? I really want to feel your cock inside me." gasped this lovely creature.

Of course, I teased her a little. Made her wait. Asked her if her cunt really wanted cock. Rubbed the bell end over her clit a few times. Rested my length between her pussy lips and pulled her flaps tightly against it. But like a good man I try to be, as soon as she begged like a slut for cock, I slipped into her. Just the tip. Then a tiny fraction more. A little more. Her hips were pushing up at me more and more wildly. I was having to move in time with her so as to not rush things. Now I had two or three inches inside her. I wish I could say there was another 6" or even 9 inches left to give her. I am 7.25" on a good day. I have been told that my cock is quite thick too, which is apparently another pleasing feature for the ladies. I was so hard that this was proving to be a very, very good day.

I was enjoying Wendy's cavern immensely. The first new pussy since I met my ex-girlfriend over four years earlier. It was hot wrapped around me, hot and wet, and slippery. All those things we men enjoy about new conquests. Novelty, new sensation, different movements, different sounds. Now there is a lot to be said about slipping into something comfortable, something well known, well used. But like those comfy slippers, or those old gloves, we can be fooled into taking them for granted. Try on a new pair of fur lined sheepskin slippers; and all your sensations are heightened. You feel every seam, every bobble of fur, every little bit of tightness in the skin. Pussy's are the same, Ladies. Same, same but different as Asians say.

In all honesty I doubt if I would have had the willpower to tease Wendy more. The lovely slut was begging to be fucked, and was trying hard to force more of me inside her. My thumb was playing tunes over her clit, and I'd even managed to get my mouth to her nipple a few times.

I slammed the remaining couple of inches into her. Took her breath away. I took the whole length out of her. The fleeting look on her face was a picture. Back in to the hilt. Then into a rhythm of deep, long strokes. I didn't hammer her as I didn't know if she would truly enjoy that. Deep powerful strokes, making sure our mounds melded together, using every last morsel to best effect.

I was concentrating so much on her enjoyment, that I quite forgot the pleasant feelings around my cock. Either that, or the vodka had the effect of numbing the sensations. Whatever. I could fuck for hours without cumming. I intended to, as well. I was going to make the most of a free weekend, and a free spirited woman.

I may have fucked like a banshee for five, ten, or even fifteen minutes. Who knows? Who cares? Wendy had certainly cum twice, and perhaps more. I felt her cum twice for sure. We would discover that she can keep cumming all night long, until she physically faints away, or she starts cumming continuously, a series of small orgasms one after the other merging into one long ride.

I leant back onto my haunches, settled between her outspread thighs. That pussy was disgusting. In a wonderful, lusty way. Chaucer would have waxed lyrical over it. Me, I had to content myself with giving it a lick. Like a satisfied cat with the cream. It was great cream. 

Wendy moved up onto her elbows, looking down between us. "That is a great cock you have." I told you she had a warm and caring nature. 

I rewarded her by moving up her body to present said cock to her mouth. By now she was used to my dirty ways, and as I was very natural about it, Wendy happily took it into her mouth, believing that this must be what every woman does. It wasn't the most comfortable of positions for either of us but the job was soon done and my newly cleaned and lathered cock positively shone with health. 

We talked, flirted a little, but neither of us were here to gossip. We wanted more. We wanted a new position. Wendy did shock me when I asked her favourite position and she replied she had usually been fucked on her back, and rarely in any exotic positions. In later months we worked out she had had almost twenty lovers, many of them one night stands, but rarely used any other position than missionary. She'd been fucked in the arse two or three times by her partner as he'd wanted to try it. About as imaginative as she'd been. 

She was in for a surprise. I love lots of positions, and variations within those positions. We were here for the night, and no pressing need to get up early in the morning. Many of our group wouldn't make it to breakfast, so we wouldn't be missed.

I was in a horny mood, made more dirty minded by Wendy's obvious innocence. An innocent enjoyment I have to add. As the night wore on she was eager to try anything and everything. It took a while to persuade her to rub her clit to climax as I gently fucked her. I had that generous arse from behind more than once, and a finger slipped into her arse caused little more than a squeal. It was well lubricated, and she was on the verge of cumming as I did it. I'm not a cad you know. You may have missed the humour if you are not English. We were both having fun.

At some time in the early hours I hunted out a few things, and I tied Wendy's arms to the bedstead, then blindfolded her. Not sure why, it is not my normal behaviour on a first time. Not even sure I had ever tied my ex-girlfriend up. An ex-wife used to enjoy that sort of thing. I guess it just felt right. Wendy certainly enjoyed the novelty experience. It was only half an hour but when I untied her she was bubbling over with delight. All giggles and hugs, and that devoted look in her eyes.

I should say that we were of an age, and of a certain position, where we know the risks of sexually transmitted diseases are limited. I know. I know. Please don't preach. We didn't have condoms, so we didn't use them. It was just that I wasn't sure that Wendy was using any contraception, and I was about ten seconds from an amazing orgasm, and I had no intention of pausing to discuss matters of pregnancy. I whipped it out, moved over her chest, aimed at her face...... and came. Thick jet, after thick jet. The first missed her head altogether, the second, third bang on target. Right in her eye. Sorry ladies, we never mean it, it just happens. One on the chin, and the remaining dribbles between her breasts, one almost entirely covering a rather erect nipple. I slapped the other nipple with my cock just to extend the sensation, squeeze out any leftovers so to speak, and well, because I just felt like doing it; a spur of the moment action.

I think Wendy was stunned. She laughed, couldn't open the one eye, and by the time I had retrieved a Kleenex and we had wiped her eye clean, she giggled "Well, that was different."

We lay and chatted for a while. Once or twice I moved between her legs to taste her pussy, and to keep her wet. Once, as I stood at the side of the bed, she had leaned over and took my cock into her mouth. Both of us were completely relaxed with each other now, as if we had known each other years. Wendy had that effect on people, yet she was amazingly insecure. In later years I would surmise that her insecurity was the reason for so many illicit, yet ultimately unsatisfactory, affairs. It was the attention she craved, the need to be told she was wanted.

As the room lightened with the coming of dawn, we made love once again. More gently this time. I pulled Wendy on top of me and guided her movements with my hands on her hips. I had to pull her down hard by her love handles to get enough pressure on her clit as she discovered she could cum, grinding her clit into my pubic mound. It was painful for me, as she plucked my pubic hairs as she rotated on me. What a hero. I didn't mention it to her. With her breath back, I rolled her onto her back, legs up and back, ankles crossed to tighten her up nicely, and enjoyed my second orgasm of the night. Deep in her pussy, safe in the knowledge that Wendy had been sterilised; hands on breasts, fingers rolling nipples. Wonderful. More so because Wendy told me that as I grew inside her with my impending orgasm, that action took her over the edge into her own orgasm. We had cum together for the first time.

That afternoon, I lazed in the hotel room, content that I had booked an additional night and would drive straight to work early the next morning. A knock on the door, and Wendy slipped conspiratorially inside. 

"That was some wild sex last night."

Was it? I thought to myself. "Would you like some more?"

"Thought you'd never ask" giggled Wendy, quickly removing her clothes. 

I guess I shouldn't have been surprised that within weeks she had left her partner and turned up on my doorstep with a suitcase, and nowhere to go. Like a softy I took her in, and we had some great adventures over the next seven years. Most of them had nothing to do with sex either. But some of the most memorable did.



First Time Adventures



Uncle Willie was on the porch nursing a beer, his sun-ravaged 66-year-old face screwed up as light shafts of the setting sun drilled in under the eaves to bath us in a peachy glow.

I was just nineteen. In situations liked this we jawed about almost anything, though my jaw was mostly stilled. The conversation took a pause as we ripped open the tabs of our third can of beer.

"Expensive stuff is beer," observed my favorite uncle. "It's almost out of you before you've managed to detect its watery taste. Not like sex."

I shot a look at him: he'd said not like sex. That was one subject we'd never discussed.

"What's wrong young fellow; nothing I say really interests you but you suddenly look keen-eyed?"

"I'm always interested in your solutions to world conflicts, how to clean up politics and the quality and quantity of water supplies and why the Titanic sank and the impossibly true fact that aircraft stay up in the sky even though they are heavier than air."

"Good for you son – those observations will be key pointers in your education towards manhood."

"Talk to me about sex," I blurted.

He stroked his chin and belched rudely. I thought for a moment he was about to reject my invitation.

"What do you want to know about it – want me to name the parts, tell you how to do it or how to get your share? Speak up boy and don't look so fucking embarrassed."

"Females of my age are suddenly taking much greater interest in me sexually and just lately I've been in real demand. But how do I know if I getting my fair share – is there rule of thumb stuff I need to know?"

"Not really – your dick is a good guide. When it is not standing stiff with usual regularity you are pretty close to getting your share. Tell me want else you want to know?"

"Why isn't there real adventure in sex?"

Uncle Willie grinned. "You're a good kid with a fine mind, Ronnie and you do come up with some damn good questions. I'll rabbit on and you may see the funny side to sex according to Uncle Willie."

Willie (William) said he was sexually very active when he left high school aged eighteen - but only with girls of his age. "Some were breathless sweeties thinking they were in the jaws of depravity or the occasional real goer seeing if she could notch up 365 sexual liaisons in one year and the occasional wide-eyed acquaintance would invite me to take her cherry. They were good girls – and were mostly enthusiastic but they were girls, not women. I hungered for a real woman.

"A friend Danny was home in bed with a throat infection so I and my neighbor Gwen drove out in Gwen's mother's car to see our buddy. His parents were share-milkers on this farm – that means they received a weekly cash retainer and a share of the farmer's milk check when it arrived. It was a fair living with a free house, free milk and meat.

"Well, Danny was asleep so Mr Jones asked us if we'd like to go with him to help shift the electric fence for the herd when put into new pasture that evening. It was the flush of spring growth and they were strip feeding the cows so they didn't eat more than what was good for them and trample down good feed. I'd done that many times with Danny so I stayed behind and Gwen went off with Mr Jones excited and asking him all sorts of questions as she was a real town girl.

"I noticed Mrs Jones eying me several times and I wondered if she was trying to catch me looking at her tits – they were beauties.

"She said, 'I'm going over to the cowshed to put new batteries in the transistor radio. Want to come?'

"She stared at me, and I stared right back – I guess she would have been in her late thirties, Mr Jones being quite a bit older. I said I'd like to come, thinking I was saying yes, I'd like to cum and she was now really staring at me, licking her top tip.

"She fiddled with the radio case and asked me to hold it while she inserted the batteries. Mrs Jones was breathing rather heavily and I was standing very close to her. My arm accidentally brushed her breast and she leaned against it hard and asked, 'Would you like to see my tits, Willie?'

"I nodded dumbly. She closed the back of the radio and taking me hand led me to the barn next door. At one stage she grasped my dick and said "Good boy' before letting it go; it was as hard as steel.

"We heard noises down the end of the barn. She put a her finger to her lips and we crept down to investigate. We saw Mr Jones fucking Gwen and she was making loud noises and Mr Jones was trying to hush her. Mrs Jones and I left the barn and I thought my first time with a woman was lost. 

"But Gwen is a virgin," I said, marveling at what I'd just seen. But Mrs Jones said, 'Not any more. Get your mouth round this pair,' she ordered, opening the front of her dress and hauling out her two beauties which I slurped around like crazy while she patted my head and groaned. Soon she shuddered then said, 'Come on, let's go' and I though we were going.

"But no, she lay face down over the small table and lifted up her skirt; she wasn't wearing knickers.

"Don't you want to see what I've got?" I said and she replied 'Later'.

So I unbuttoned my trousers and slid it up her. I'd previously only done it placing my girls flat on the ground. This was exciting. I didn't have to look for the target hole – it was hanging down, like a fat peach leaking juice. I fed it into her and she squealed with pleasure. It was slippery and pretty loose but lo, as I felt near to coming, she began squeezing me with her cunt like I've never been squeezed before. Oh boy, did I give her a full load.

"She came off the table and dropped to her knees, not bothering to quell my cum flow and her leaking juices. She began licking my cock and balls clean.

"We hear a noise and looked up, and there was Gwen looking at us, fully dressed."

"May I watch?"

Mrs Jones grunted and went back to her task. When finished she walked off asking Gwen if anything interested had happen to her.

"Not really," lied Gwen.

"As soon as Mrs Jones had gone Gwen lay over the table and asked me to fuck her for the first time. There was no need to get her wet and there were no panties to remove, but boy was she tight. But she spoilt it, making me cum too soon by saying, 'Boy, your penis is much, much fatter than someone else's I know'. 

Mr Jones's? I asked, she said yes and began pulsating and that drove me into early ejaculation.

"So I had too firsts that day. Tell me about your first."

But we were interrupted.

"I've never heard that story before Willie," said Aunty Mae coming on to the porch and looking very pink and wide-eyed. "Ronnie," she said. "Could you please go down to the village and buy a dozen eggs; here's the money – there is no need to hasten back." 

I decided to walk to the village rather than ride by motor-cycle. I turned and waved to my aunt and uncle. I was staying with them for the weekend – I did this quite regularly. I noticed Aunty Mae had her arm around Uncle Willie and was stroking his chest. They waved and went inside.

After what Uncle Willie had told me, I was keen to spend my first time with an older woman. I hoped the opportunity would come and this would be the day. 

A vehicle slowed behind him and I turned and saw the driver was female. I grinned and wondered if this was my opportunity.

"What a lovely welcoming grin," Ronnie. "Most young men I see today seem to scowl."

It was Meg, a neighbor and young friend of Aunty Mae's who lived with an older friend. I was convinced they were lesbians as when they visited us or we were having drinks with them at their place they tended to exchange deep looks and touch each another when touching didn't seem necessary.

I leaned on the open window of the passenger seat front window to converse.

"Hi, Felicity not back yet?"

"No," sighed Meg, "but it shouldn't be long now as her mother is out of danger."

"You must be missing her." Later I would recall that was a brilliant thing to say. 

"Terribly."

There was a silence.

"I'm going down to Secret Hole for a swim; care to join me? I have a bottle of wine which we can share if you don't mind sipping from my glass."

I looked at her lips and said, "I won't mind that at all."

She flushed slightly – I guess because of my focus – and through the open window of the passenger door she said, "Jump in." 

Pointing to the phone she said. "Call Mae if you think she'll be worried where you are."

"Nah, I'm a big boy Meg and right now they have something better in their minds."

She looked at me with a question, but left it unsaid.

"Well, you have the start of a good tan; I'm pleased you are up here now as it's our best weather of the year."

"That's why I'm here. You have a great tan; how far does it go down?"

To tell the truth, I didn't believe that Meg would want to do it with me; me being a male would probably be an anathema to her, but also I was perhaps 15 years younger than she – just a kid in her eyes. I decided to bite the bullet to see how far she'd allow me to go.

She replied, "That's not a question a gentleman would ask a lady?"

"Exactly." 

She looked at me, saw my grin and was unable to suppress a giggle.

"You've never been this…um…like this with me before."

"I've never seen you as pretty as this, so under-dressed and being prepared to flirt with me."

"Flirt?"

She asked that with her eyes looking straight ahead as the turn-off to Secret Pool was coming up, only it was no secret – everyone within thirty miles knew of this pool in the river but it was not the best swimming hole around so was not very popular.

"I'm sorry if I've offended you."

"Good heavens, Ronnie – I'm flattered. I had no idea you thought I was pretty. But be careful with your choice of words – it's a lovely day, I'm warm and lonely and I'm aware that we are about to go swimming and neither of us has swim suits."

"Oh my, does that mean I'm going to be blessed with unrestricted looks at your lovely firm body of a woman in her prime?"

Meg audibly sucked in her breath and her small car wobbled on the highway but did not go over the centre lane.

"Fuck, I've over-shot the turn-off." Braking, she checked that the highway was clear both ways, did and u-turn and then immediately turned down the river access track.

Never before had I heard Meg use such a word. This was very promising, so I pretended to adjust my shorts as if my undies had suddenly become too tight. 

The car left the road and plowed through long grass and over a couple of big bumps before Meg steered it back on to the track.

"Oops," she'd cried with a happy shriek.

Leaning over I had helped her steer back on to the graded surface.

"Thanks," she said. "You smell fresh and nice."

Keep winding, I warned myself – don't allow her to back away.

"I am interested in the smell of your body."

"Ronnie!" she shrieked in laughter. "Behave yourself. I meant your after-shave or is it perfumed suntan cream? Keep on like this and I may lose self-control."

My immediate reaction was to ask did she want to lose self-control but I resisted; that was an invitation to express a negative thought. What we required here was continued forward momentum.

"I can't wait to see your body."

Bingo! She bit her lip.

"Really? Ronnie, I'm going to be a big disappointment to you as you are nineteen and run with girls your own age – I'm fifteen years your senior and my body shape shows it."

"Is shape everything?"

"What else is there?"

"What you can do with it?"

We were only traveling 15 miles an hour as the track was due for regrading, the potholes scoured by winter and early spring rains were numerous.

Meg allowed the vehicle to drift to a stop.

"Ronnie!"

I pulled her into my arms and kissed her softly. She kissed me back but not over reacting. I felt her left breast under her dress: no bra. My hand wandered down and reached her hip without encountering panty elastic.

"I didn't expect to meet anyone – I came ready to pull off my dress and jump into the pool."

"Do you still want to swim?" I asked, crossing my fingers.

"Not at the moment."

"What would you rather do?"

"Drink wine and play around a bit."

"You mean fuck?"

"Yes, if that's what you want."

"Meg, drive us to under the trees around the pool fast!"

We roared down the 150 yards to park under the trees. I grabbed the rug and bottle of wine from the basket on the back seat while she rolled straight off her seat on to leaves, yelling with delight: "There's no one here, whoopee!"

I threw open the rug and she crawled on to it and I stood in front of her drinking from the bottle as she undid my belt and unzipped me.

"Is it big enough for you?" I asked, as I stepped out of my garments and she stroked me a couple of times. I almost spurted her when she replied, "Not quite as large as my dildo."

I handed her the bottle but she wouldn't drink without a glass. As I was fetching it she asked, "Do you have protection?"

"No, sorry."

"I have – please also fetch me handbag."

I lied to her. "I'm not very experienced, Meg."

"Well, that's going to make this even more interesting. I'll love being your tutor. Put that foil down – I only require protection internally. Here – take the glass of wine. Remain standing up because I'm going to tickle you with my tongue and then I'll try to produce a number of sensations for you including taking you down my throat as far as I can manage comfortably."

She took it slowly, a little too slowly for me because I was itching to get at her tits; she was still in her sundress. But soon she had me squirming and almost panting as she was making obscene slobbering sounds that she told me later were designed to help arouse me.

She pulled away when my cock was almost ready to blow. Taking off her dress she rolled a rubber on to me, held up her arms and asked me to lift her up high. She slung her legs around my waist and I began licking the little bullets called nipples. I could feel my dick was digging into her and then she hand her hand on it.

"Time to lower me slowly until I say stop," she whispered. Why she was whispering I had no idea, but this whole thing was sexy. I'd seen big muscle guys in adult videos do this with small dames but hell, Meg was big-framed and almost as tall as me – but I had to admit she was quite a bit lighter as her thighs were thin and she had a small tight ass from what I'd seen.

Meg steered herself on to me until I felt my balls slap against her wet ass – I hadn't touched her cunt but she was really gooey and obviously very ready as I slipped in with squishy sounds.

"Put both hands under my ass cheeks – but don't let me fall – and then help lift and lower me but allow me to set the pace," she instructed.

She leaned away from me and I felt me cock making real contact with her quim and she closed her eyes and moaned. Our pace quickened; she opened her eyes looking straight at me but as if not seeing me and her mouth opened into a big 'O' She shuddered four times and I felt her goo running down my thighs.

"That was lovely," she said, still whispering, and this time I could see her smiling eyes were seeing me, having lost that trance-like look. "Stop plunging if you wish as we'll get more use out of that condom – we've only the two."

We kept at it for three hours including two swims but after I'd plowed her bent over the trunk lid of the car, she called Auntie Mae and invited them over for dinner.

"I'm in the village and have just seen Ronnie. I'll try to find him and see if he'd come home and help me with a chore or two; I'm expecting Felicity home any day now."

* * * *

Oh that glorious afternoon down at Secret Pool and again back at her house before the others arrived for dinner; however, Meg and I never engaged in sex again. I did not enquire whether she was a lesbian because it was immaterial to me. I wanted to know what her body was like and could she fuck: I received great answers to both those questions. Meg and I flirt outrageously which annoys Felicity but she'd learning to tolerated it. Perhaps one day when Willie is in the right mood and unable to remember what he was told an hour after being told something, I'm going to sit him out on the porch, open his can for him, and then tell him a story about Meg and me – making sure Auntie Mae is not listening from her spy post just inside behind the door. 

THE END



First Time Adventurous



My husband and I have been married for 7 years, he has always complained that I do not give him enough oral sex, I rarely unless I am really drunk take it in the ass and that I do not have a adventurous side when it comes to sex. This is not really true as you will find out later.

Cutting the story short he was away on business and I found some files on his computer that were pictures of different blonde women getting fucked but 2 or more guys. I was angry but the more I looked through them the more I felt that I was getting aroused until my cunt was on fire. Was this what Tony meant that I was not adventurous is this is the type of thing he wanted me to do. There was only 2 ways to find out, ask him or test him; the idea of the second one excited me more.

About 2 weeks later the opportunity presented itself Tony had asked a friend of his to come over and help do something on his car and they always ended up drinking and staying up late. All through the day I wondered how this was going to turn out.

About 9pm they were good and toasty and I had just enough alcohol in me to stifle the nerves. I went and changed.

I had picked out an outfit early and had it ready if that did not get their attention nothing would. As got ready I thought about Alan, Tony's friend. He was a couple years younger than me, not bad looking, had been married about 9 years but had been separated for about 4 years and I don't think he ever went anywhere apart from here so the chances were he had not had sex in a long while. I did the final touches, let my hair down and checked myself in the mirror, I looked good. I froze for a few seconds before I walked into the lounge then just closed my eyes and walked in.

There was silence Tony and Alan just stared at me until Tony asked,

"Are you going out?" I thought for a second then replied,

"You guys had worked hard today I thought I would dress up and serve you beers." Then nervously I added "OR what I would prefer to do is be adventurous, try something new that is fun, something that I can get a lot of pleasure from." Tony's eyes lit up a little,

"How can you do that?" The words just came out,

"Well I can sit on the couch between you guys and see if you guys can persuade me out of these clothes. So what do you want a beer or me on the couch?" They both said in unison,

"The couch."

I walked over and sat down between them on the couch,

"This offer does not last for long."

Tony moved first and started rubbing my leg and kissing my neck Alan was hesitant to join in so to make him feel more comfortable I lent over and kissed him on the lips and said,

"Don't be afraid." This seemed to be the encouragement he needed. His hand landed on my thigh about 2 seconds after I backed away from him. The pair off them were kissing my neck and moving their hands further up my legs. Tony's hand raised the hem of my skirt first and it was not long until his fingers were inside my panties running up and down my lips, Alan's fingers were not to far behind at this point I could have just had my orgasm and been happy but fuck that I was going for it, EVERYTHING.

I pushed their hands away stood up and turned to face them I rolled up my skirt and got on my knees and said,

"Come here." The pair of them got up and stood over me. I first unzipped Tony's pants and pulled his dick out then I turned and did the same with Alan. Alan's dick was so much bigger than Tony's; it was at least 9 inches long and was fucking fat. I took Tony's dick in my hand and directed it into my mouth. I forced it to the back of my throat, I thought I would gag but to my surprise I took all, after a few seconds I pulled away from Tony and turned to Alan. His dick was much more of a challenge. I wrapped my lips around the tip of his cock and let him control what happened. Slowly he pushed harder and harder against my face until I felt his cock touch the back of my throat then all of a sudden he pushed really hard and his dick slid in. 

I took it in turns sucking one dick and jacking off the other until I stood up still holding a dick in each off my hands still jacking them off. I kissed them both on the mouth and pulled them closer. Tony and Alan started on me first off they felt my tits through my top and bra then they got their hands inside and pushed their hands in my bra and really started groping me. It was not long until my blouse was open, my bra unclipped, my skirt rolled up to my waist and my panties were around my ankles, Tony and Alan were exploring every inch of me. I dropped my top and bra off my shoulders and kicked my panties off then unclipped my skirt and let it fall, I was totally naked. I whispered to Tony,

"How adventurous can I be? Because if you say the word everything goes." Tony kind of stuttered back,

"Be as adventurous as you want." This was my green light now nothing was going to hold me back.

I walked over to the couch and sat down and positioned myself so my crouch was hanging over the edge then beckoned them over. As they came closer they pulled at their clothes until they got them off, then sat either side of me. I rolled over on my side towards Tony and began sucking him again and spread my legs over Alan. Tony sat up and said,

"Hold on a minute." I felt for sure he was not going to let Alan fuck me and with a cock that big I wanted him more than anything. "If he is going to fuck you I want to watch everything." 

"OK." I replied "How do you want me to do that?"

"Start on top then I will let you know." Alan and I repositioned ourselves he laid on his back then I straddled over him. I reached down and aimed his dick towards my pussy then slowly lowered down. The tip of his cock began parting my lips then I felt my cunt start to open as he slipped inside me. Tony was doing circles around us watching from all angles as I lowered all the way onto Alan's dick.

God did it feel good, I think he was filling the complete inside of me. I raised and lowered my body trying to make sure Tony got to see the full length of Alan's penis sliding in and out of me. Finally he stopped and came closer and come just shot out of his dick it splashed on my tits and neck it dripped off my nipples and landed on Alan's chest.

Tony's dick started to go limp so I raised up off of Alan but Tony stopped me,

"Don't stop do other stuff." Other stuff OK that's fine we me, I moved up and squatted over Alan's face. He began licking my as hard as he could although it felt good Tony was much better at it, I will remember that for later.

I climbed off and staid on all fours, Tony's come was still dripping off my tits. Alan moved around and got behind me and slid his dick in me. He was fucking me pretty hard when Tony said,

"How about in the ass." I felt Alan pull his dick out and rub it over my ass hole a couple of times. I felt the tip of his dick touch the outer part of my hole, he started pushing but his dick was so big it did not go in at first, he forced harder and harder until the head went in that felt pretty good, the pain did not start until he forced the whole thing in and began screwing me. I was nearly crying the pain was so bad at first but slowly the pain gave way to pleasure. Alan was fucking me faster and faster and I knew he was not far away from coming. He made a few really hard thrusts then pulled his cock out,

"Don't stop I shouted." I felt come shoot over my back before he pushed his dick back in my ass. Feeling him come inside me gave me my first orgasum that nearly made me fall collapse. When I finally recovered from that Alan had fallen back and was laying on his back panting.

I did not want this night to stop so I turned to Tony and said,

"I can get a whole lot more adventurous tonight, I will do everything you ask me to and a whole lot more. If you want I will be your toy tonight."

That night they shaved me, they double fucked my ass and pussy, they came in my mouth, ass and cunt, they came on my tits and face, they did everything they could think of. Finally they had come as many times as they could even though they wanted to do more, I was exhausted but completely satisfied.



First Time Again



A long, slow drag at a cigarette right after that first taste of freshly brewed coffee and eyes lost on the black lines of ink of a book is not what most people would define as Saturday Night Fun, and yet I felt in paradise. I guess it was mostly about being able to enjoy again those small pleasures without thinking, without that dreaded heavy emptiness I had carried for so long.

I was mesmerised at my newly re-discover ability of just be, float above nothing, be nothing, feel nothing and this nothingness was solid, warm, complete. 

For someone who over-thinks as a hobby and whose brain cells are forever overloaded with thoughts chasing each other at vertiginous speeds, incapable of staying still for a nanosecond until my consciousness can grasp them or make sense of them, sitting around like this felt like a luscious pleasure.

The ring of the phone made me choke. My first reaction after recovering was to let the machine pick it up, while looking at my watch and try to guess who might me calling at 9 p.m. on a Saturday night. It had to be a call from overseas but couldn’t be family since I had spoken to them only a couple of days ago. But who else could it be?

Brent’s voice surprised me only because I would have expected to be out or something. I rushed to the phone and picked it up. To my relief, there was nothing wrong; he was getting ready to go to a party and didn’t feel like going alone, although he knew well the hosts. The party was a couple of neighbourhoods away from my own, beyond the invisible line that separate barely-making-a-living from old money neighbourhoods.

For a minute I uhm’ed and err’ed, while looking at the worn-out pair of jeans and T-shirt I had on, thinking a party would require another shower, possibly even some make up. Part of me was stuck on this pride issue: how can you be available and accept an invitation to go out at this time of a Saturday night? Luckily, there was no need for games with Brad. In fact, I somehow took pride on my life amongst books and music, my undying and unwavering devotion to my studies and my commitment to my job. He knew that meeting my good friends once of twice a week and maintaining in touch via email in between was enough (not that I had time for more, anyway)

Somehow I heard my lips letting out a yes. Half an hour later, he came by to pick me up. I picked up a decent shirt, a newer pair of jeans and a light jacket on while mumbling something about this being the closest to defining women’s lib; that is, cutting down the time to get ready for a party to that of a man’s, minus the after-shave bit.

As soon as we drove into the parking lot –for this mansion had a parking area the size of the parking in a shopping centre- I knew why Brad didn’t want to rock up alone. This was the biggest affair I had seen in a long time. 

There must have been over 100 people scattered inside the house and all over the lawn, which extended down a slope. I could have perfectly well headed back home; the task of mingling in such an unfamiliar crowd was daunting. It tried not to form a stereotypical idea of the people I was about to face just, but by looking at the overwhelming German-made-car presence I conceded defeat. This was a crowd with lots of money. I just hoped that there would be others like me too.

I let Brad guide me through the shapeless and unidentifiable groups of good-smelling people holding glasses, laughing courteously and occasionally letting a hand rest in some arm, until he found the host –one of the closest clients of the law firm he worked for. I had assumed that his unhappiness at work prevented him from associating voluntary with colleagues and clients after hours, but my assumption was wrong. In fact, he felt just as uncomfortable as I would have expected him to be, but his friendship with the host and the potential networking was worth the trouble. 

So there was I, far from my elusive bliss alone at home with a book, in a three-story lawyer’s den, clutching to a tall glass of cold-drink, mostly using it as a shield hiding away a grimace of unpleasantness which I presumed splashed all over my face.

I let my way-too-casually-dressed persona follow Brad around, trying not to feel too self-conscious. For an hour I was incessantly introduced to the most intriguing display of quasi-holographic clones. We finally engaged in some interesting conversation about travelling with some friends of his and I got a chance to sit down and look around, now more daringly and determined to make the most of the evening.

My inner-talk didn’t carry me far, though. I lost interest as soon as the conversation steered towards name-dropping of five-start hotels in some exclusive ski resorts in Switzerland. With the excuse of getting a drink I split from the group, which by now had moved onto the drops in stock earnings.

Drink replenished in hand, I ventured into the immense garden. It extended far beyond the view, not only because of the size, but because it was covered with the forest-like vegetation. A cobble-stoned path took me beyond the well-tendered flower garden and neat lawn and into a pond which was almost the real thing: the waterfall was so big that almost looked natural. I would have expected benches but obviously the intention was to make it look as natural as possible. But nevertheless there were some rocks to the side, a perfect size and shape to sit on. 

The effect was uncanny; the noise from the party was almost completely muffled by the trees, and after a few minutes of sitting down next to the waterfall I was transported to another world. It was almost sacrilegious to light up a cigarette in such pure air (although we were in the middle of town after all) but breaking such small inconsequential rules was too tempting.

I didn’t hear the ruffling of leaves or saw the figure approaching me until it was almost standing next to me. 

‘May I?’ she said, pointing at the rock I was sitting on. I looked up, slowly focussing on the figure and saw a woman I had not seen at the party. I would have definitely have seen her -if only because she stood out in her denims and Chinese-like shirt. I mentally slapped myself for letting dress code rule my impressions of people but in this environment the difference was so stark that was almost unavoidable.

I shifted to one side, and we sat in silence for a while, listening to the waterfall. Somehow, the water no longer had the effect it had when alone. I was shocked to realise that I had to make a conscious effort not to turn around and stare at her. I didn’t have a chance to see her features well, but the overall impression had disturbed me. It could have been the way she looked at me, or her voice, or her eyes, or her hair. 

I took out another cigarette and offered one to her. I wanted badly to engage in conversation; my curiosity had been awakened and I loved the old forgotten familiar feeling. A cigarette wasn’t exactly what I called an icebreaker but it was better than my numb tongue.

‘Oh, thank god another smoker! I thought I was gonna die in there… what a bunch!’ she smiled. Her foreign accent was very sensual. 

‘Yeah… So, how did you wind up here, at the party I mean? Do you live in the country or just visiting?

She turned out to be a photographer and journalist named Allison who had been living in the country for about six months, dragged along by her brother pretty much like I had been.

The conversation started flowing easily after that. Actually, we didn’t stop talking for a second. I can’t remember all we talked about, for the subjects ranged so widely. The wide range of similar tastes we shared pleasantly captivated me, just as our differences did, and they all added to the outward attraction I felt. 

Suddenly almost two hours had gone by and I realised I didn’t have any more cigarettes, my glass was empty, my mouth was stiff dry and my bladder full. Strangely enough, I was afraid that I might get up and the moment would vanish forever. And I wanted it to last forever. Or, at least, all night… It turned out to be that she was pretty much in the same situation that I was so we giggled out way to the ‘guest’s toilet’, a two-cubicle, two-basin room big as half my apartment.

As we were washing our hands, I wondered out loud where could I get cigarettes at this time of night. ‘Gawd I’m sorry, I’ve smoked all your cigarettes… hey, what do you say if I steal my brother’s car and go out, get some cigarettes and get a cup of decent coffee somewhere? Well, that is, if you’re not too tired… 

Her spontaneity and nervousness disarmed me completely, as did my own enthusiastic response – a yes let out too easily for the cool exterior I would have like to have kept. But this woman was something special, and I just couldn’t let go. In the bright lights of the bathroom I realised it was not only her eyes, but also her smile, her lips; everything and nothing in particular was so incredibly attractive. 

I shivered with this strange, forgotten physical and mental explosive combination of attraction and ease with someone. My gaydar was seldom, if ever, wrong but it tends to breakdown when the attraction element starts working. She had tomboyish gestures, but at the same time, a rather commanding and stylish presence combined with a charming softness that exuded with every smile. I didn’t know but the road seemed pretty clear. And hey, if it wasn’t, I was having an amazing time and I was going to make the best of it. Anyway, why speculate? My luck was such that she would probably not be a lesbian but in the verge of marrying some guy.

I went to look for Brad who had met an old girlfriend of his and was completely oblivious to my absence. Allison had begged me to wait for her with Brad while she found her brother and got the car keys. During the wait my brain started spinning again. It had been so damn long since I had felt this way that I didn’t have a clue anymore what to do or think. 

I expected memories of Sabrine to rush back but they didn’t; but there still was fear, questions, excitement, and above all, adolescent nervousness. I was busy trying to stop the rollercoaster before it caught full speed when I felt a hand in my arm and her voice, softly apologising for having taken so long. Her brother was quite drunk and had refused to give her the keys but eventually a friend convinced him that he would have driven him home anyway. I liked to see her intense facial expressions, so different to her disarming smile but just as appealing. My arm was tingling from her touch and my brain kept on churning out questions. What if she wasn’t? What if she was? Then what… I shook my head and got into the car.

We eventually found a shop open at a petrol station where we got cigarettes but after half an hour of driving we still couldn’t find a coffee shop that wasn’t either closed or bursting with drunken people and way too loud music.

‘Hey’ she said ‘you know, I live close by. If you want I can brew some coffee at home, if you like… I don’t know, you must be tired... I can drop you off at your place if you want instead’. ‘No no, I’m not tired’ deep breath control yourself ‘home-brewed coffee sounds fine to me’ 

She lived in an apartment similar to mine, although she had a small separate kitchen, which had enough space for a small table and two folding chairs. I had expected to find an almost empty apartment since she had been in the country for such a short while, but it was incredibly inviting. 

She had a homemade bookshelf overflowing with books, files and papers, a small hi-fi on the floor and a pile of CDs next to it On the opposite wall, there was a futon bed-couch and a very short table on the side with a lamp on it, and next to it, some more books and papers. 

I smiled at the spontaneous mess: clothes on the couch (she must have had trouble deciding what to wear, as I saw no dirty underwear lying around), two dirty cups, a couple of ashtrays with stubs in them. A clean mess that made me feel at home.

She disappeared into the kitchen while I looked at her CDs and books. I was delighted to see that I knew most of the music she had, and that the variety of her (small) collection matched my own, and the books were very interesting.

She walked back, smiling, holding two cups of coffee. ‘Can’t you find anything you like?’ ‘On the contrary… Can’t make up my mind. What are in the mood to listen to?’ I said, holding a brand new copy of Massive Attack’s 100th Window and a copy of Moby’s latest album.

She knelt next to me and we traded my cup for the Massive Attack CD. I went to the couch and sat down, breathing deeply with content and nervousness. She came over as the music softly filled the room, and soon I relaxed again as we got lost in conversation, this time discovering our pasts, our families, places we’ve been to, experiences we had..

It was 7 am when we realised that it was light outside. Just as earlier, I didn’t want this moment to end and although it was Sunday morning, I felt I had to go. I didn’t want her to feel I was imposing.

And it wasn’t like I could stay; she only had this small double bed to sleep on, and we had just met. But she had other ideas.

‘What’s the rush? Got plans? Or have I exhausted you completely? Her disarming smile dissipated all my departure plans. ‘I am hungry. Let’s have breakfast’ she said, and got up without waiting for an answer.

We were having breakfast when I couldn’t stop the yawn coming out. She laughed and said ‘Well, maybe I did exhaust you. Help me to open the futon. Let’s have a sleep and then you are free to go if you want… And I don’t want to hear a No. You are not doing the public transport system thing so tired after such a wonderful evening, and I am certainly too tired to drive.’

She gave me a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and put on her PJs. My mind raced with all kind of fantasies about us sleeping in the same bed, but my body and mind collapsed. It didn’t take me more than a minute to fall asleep.

When I woke up, she wasn’t in the bed. I rubbed my eyes, and realised it was late afternoon, to judge by the sun streaming in. I heard the shower. I dressed and went to the kitchen, where I saw the pot of coffee brewing. I washed my face on the basin, and sat at the table waiting for her.

She came out of the bathroom five minutes later, already dressed. As she walked past me, she put a hand on my shoulder and smiled. ‘Did you sleep well?’ she said, and turned to make breakfast

I smiled, but I could have purred. The moment hadn’t ended, and I couldn’t remember feeling this content, at ease and close to someone. She sat drinking her coffee, lost in thought. ‘Where have you gone to?’ I asked after a while.

She smiled, and shook her head. ‘No, it’s nothing… I was thinking that usually I hate sleeping through the day on a Sunday, feels like a waste of precious free time off, but…’

‘But?’

She shook her head again. ‘It’s silly’

My heart began to pound hard.

‘Oh, come on…’

She smiled again. ‘Well, I was trying to remember having such a nice Sunday like this one, but couldn’t’.

I felt fire melting my face. I smiled, trying to avoid her eyes. When I felt the fire subsiding, I looked up and I met her eyes and smile. I nodded, unable to speak.

I felt the urge to go away, and let the intensity of the moment settle in. The morning light hadn’t changed how good I had felt the night before, and now I wanted to get to know this woman better. I wanted to discover her entirely –mind and body, but her character was what I needed to see. And for that, I needed time. 

I finished the cup of coffee, and I told her I would leave. I saw a look of disappointment cover her face.

‘Well, I said I would release you after some sleep…You may go, ma’am, but on one condition: you must come over sometime again’.

I curtsied mockingly ‘Well of course I shall’. The laughter, which had abounded these hours together, rang warm in the room.

‘Can I ask you something before you go? It may sound strange, but I meant to ask you last night and…’

‘Sure.’ I said, while I put on my shoes.

‘Well… how come that someone as intelligent, interesting, witty and attractive as you is not involved?’

I thanked my luck to be sitting down. I looked at her while still holding the laces of my shoes, and she was smiling softly, her eyebrows slightly arched with the most innocent look ever. I laughed.

‘Well… I’m not so sure I’m all that…. But thank you. And besides, I don’t see why you may be surprised. You are definitely all of that, and not involved either…’

I grinned and raised my eyebrows in a ‘gotcha’ expression, and we laughed. She opened the door, and I bent slightly forward for the customary two kisses but ended up –not knowing how- hugging her. I loved the way she smelled and felt in my arms, and had to force myself not to extend the hug too much, although I didn’t feel her backing away either. She took a deep breath, and as I felt her breasts press onto mine, I felt the familiar but almost forgotten heart pounding between my legs, and had to control a gasp. 

I broke off the embrace before plunging into her. I felt I wouldn’t be rejected if I did, but I needed to be sure. This woman felt special, and it wasn’t just physical. I wouldn’t allow myself to be trapped and blinded by lust, when I felt there could be so much more…

The ride back home, usually dead time spent sleeping and which dragged to what seemed an eternity, was the shortest ever. As I got home, my mind was still replaying every little word, every gesture, every laughter... 

I headed straight for the shower, and as I took off my underwear, I realised how wet I was. Without thinking about it, my hands flew downward to give me the fastest, leg-wobbling orgasm I had had lately. 

In view of the sheer intensity of emotions and physical reactions, I forced myself to stop thinking about her for a while, and turned on the computer and started answering emails.

Monday went by quickly, stumbling from one crisis to the next at work. After work I had made plans to meet some friends, so I got home after midnight. Tuesday was pretty much the same, but decided to leave 6 o’clock and head straight home, maybe take a walk on the beach while the sun was still nice and warm.

I was desperate to see her again, but needed to calm down before. I didn’t want to rush into anything, and I was too on edge about her to be cautious.

After a long walk on the beach, I sat down in my favourite spot between the rocks looking at the sunset over the ocean. By 9 p.m. I felt peaceful and collected enough to call. 

She recognised my voice immediately, and sounded really glad to hear me. My heart started pounding again, and I gave up. Whatever it was that attracted me, it was stronger than my will. We made plans to catch a movie and dinner on Friday night. She warned me to bring an overnight bag, so I didn’t have to worry about the long trip home in the middle of the night.

The rest of the week crawled by. I didn’t call again or hear from her, until Friday afternoon, when she sent an SMS asking if we were still on track.

I left the office as early as I could, and took a slow walk downtown, enjoying the warm weather and trying to relax before seeing her. It didn’t help much, though… 

As I approached our meeting point, my blood started racing. She was standing by the ticket office, looking every bit as adorable as I had remembered her. When she saw me, she flashed a big smiled and walked towards me. 

She leaned over to kiss me, her lips landing softly but firmly on my cheek while her arm went around my waist. It was too short, and still my heart jumped in my chest and between my legs again.

The movie was about to start, so we rushed in after getting a big box of popcorn and drinks. I was holding the popcorn box, so she kept leaning towards me to get some. Eventually, we stayed still, arms touching. 




First Time Again



The movie was good enough to keep me engaged, but I couldn’t stop feeling electricity shooting down my body every time her naked upper arm rubbed against mine. When the popcorn was finished, I left the box on the floor and put my arm on the armrest, without realising her arm was on her armrest too. My hand touched hers, but I didn’t move it. Neither did she. I spend a great deal of the ending of the movie trying not to miss it, but it was difficult. My desire for her was increasing at vertiginous speed.

We rushed outside as soon as the movie ended to avoid the long evacuation of people. I needed to go to the bathroom. I was in no condition to walk, drenched as I was. After fixing myself up, I lit a cigarette and leaned on the cold marble sinks to I wait for her. Our eyes met on the mirror as she came out of her stall and I felt so close and so alone with her… I smiled, and she smiled back, and my heart was melting inside, along with everything else.

She had made reservations for a cosy little restaurant, with an intimate setting of tables against the walls in stalls that hid the view from others. The food was superb. 

Conversation flowed as easily alongside the wine and laughter. Hands kept on reaching out the other to make a point, and soon I found myself flirting openly. I usually can only flirt with someone I am not attracted to, but with her it came easily. It must be that she also flirted with me, very subtlety but constantly.

Long after desserts and coffee, the waiters were giving us the ‘please leave now’ look, which I understood from my own experience as waitress, so we paid and went for a walk. The evening was wonderful. The streets were still full of people, and even street performers. We stopped to see a very funny mime and soon we were surrounded and pushed by people.

She was standing behind me, and I could feel her entire body on mine. I pressed back softly and in response, her arms came around my waist. I covered her arms with my own, my hands on hers. She pressed more against me, and put her face next to mine. I started to shake. She pressed me even harder towards her and I gasped with no sound. All too soon, the act was over and people were clapping and cheering, and moving all around us, breaking the embrace.

All the determination I had was lost. As soon as the embrace broke, I caught her hand and we started walking slowly, not looking at each other, not saying a word. My whole body was smiling and shaking. I didn’t know where we were going, in more than one sense, but I had never loved being so lost.

I needed a cigarette when I realised I had none left. I didn’t want to let go of her, but I needed to come back into reality for a second. We stopped in a bar, I went in, got two packets and as I walked out to hand one to her, she looked at me deeply. She took the hand I was holding with the pack of cigarettes and pulled me towards her. I fell into an embrace before I could realise what was going on. My lips were on her bare shoulders and her hands were roaming all over my back and neck. Her chest was rising as rapidly as mine was. I pulled her closer towards me, and as I did, her leg got in between mine, pressing against my mound. I gasped, and she squeezed me tighter, putting pressure on her leg while moving her hands to my waist and pulling my hips towards her.

Suddenly I saw the shadow of someone walking past behind her, and I realised we were still on the street and we were risking being arrested the way things were going. I summoned all my strength to break the embrace. Soon, we were standing face to face, her lips parted, her eyes locked on my lips. She looked up straight into my eyes and I froze, paralysed with excitement, with desire. She leaned forward, slowly covering the short distance that separated us. Her lips touched mine so softly I wasn’t sure she had actually kissed me. She moved back, just enough to look into my eyes with a timid and questioning look. My reply was a silent, long kiss. I met her parted lips and locked them with mine, sealed with a raging emotion. I felt the wet tip of her tongue on my upper lip and rushed forward to meet her. 

The kiss was so soft, so intense that we our lips and tongues were barely moving, but I still felt like the street had turned sideways. The magic was broken when a kid run into her –he had obviously been waking backward while talking to his friends. 

We laughed, and started walking again, this time much faster. Her hand sought mine and I felt I had taken off, and the world below was getting further and further away from us. We soon reached her apartment building, and as she fumbled for the keys I stood looking on, controlling my urges to fall into her from behind and ravage her neck, her breasts, her stomach.

In the lift, she looked at me and kissed me again, just a light brush of lips. When we reached our floor, she stepped back and she grinned, a flicker in her eyes that was nothing less that the exhilarating mixture of desire, happiness, and teasing.

As we walked inside, she left her bag and turned around while I closed the door. She took my face in her hands, smiled and kissed me… 

This time, the kiss was deep and passionate, with a strong sense of urgency. I took her tongue in my mouth and sucked it with my lips as if it were a juicy fruit, feeling her body loosen up and giving herself totally to me. My hands took advantage and flew all over her body, landing on her beautiful butt. As I squeezed, I heard her moaning into my mouth. I carried on playing with it, caressing, squeezing while I moved my leg in between hers. Her moans became louder, and I felt the heat from her sex even through our two pairs of pants. She started rubbing her mound against my leg while her hands flew to the side of my breasts. Her thumbs found my stiff nipples over the fabric of my bra and shirts and began rubbing, circling, pressing and softly twisting them. 

I was already shaking as if touched by a live wire, but when I left her leg press against my own clit, my legs started shaking violently. I knew I was melting rapidly between my legs and that it wouldn’t take long for an orgasm to erupt.

I lifted her shirt and bra without breaking hip contact, and she lifted mine. The sight of her wonderful naked breasts was too much to bear. My legs buckled and we started wobbling along to the couch. I fell backwards and she knelt between my legs, still holding me. We kissed while we unzipped our pants. She tried to take my denims off but they got stuck, so she pulled them as far down as she could and started caressing my naked body with her hands and tongue. I felt I was about to lose consciousness. I needed relief from this sweet torture and instead, she had slowed down to a caress that consumed me even more.

She left my pants and opened my bra instead. As her lips and tongue touched with my nipples, my body shuddered. Her hands had landed on top of my mound, and she gasped and fell forward towards me, kissing me softly and whispering into my ear.

‘Oh god… you are…. SO wet!’

I gasped and threw my head back, unable to move, unable to do anything but give myself totally to her.

She slid her fingers along and under the seams of my thong, avoiding the most sensitive areas, teasing my hair, coating my skin with my own fluids. Her lips returned to my breasts, and I felt at the same time, a shy finger sneaking in under the fabric of my thong. She touched the hair softly, run it upwards and hooking the elastic band with the help of her other hand, lowered my panties.

I looked down and saw her naked breasts over mine and beyond, her hands over my naked sex. I felt totally exposed, but wildly sexual at the same time. I opened my legs, inviting her in. She took her time, circling every square inch of my skin as if memorising it. When her fingers eventually touched my lips, my body shook. She knew exactly what she was doing… First, she investigated my sex softly, not leaving any fold or place untouched. Then, she left a finger circling around the opening of my canal while her thumb caressed my clit with an expertise that left me almost unconscious.

I felt the warmth of her body leave mine, and I saw her sliding down until her face was over my mound. She hooked the palms of her hands under my butt, raising my hips, and her tongue took the place her thumbs had occupied. 

The first touch brought me to the edge. It usually takes me a long, long time to come, but her speed, pressure and rhythm were constant and precise that I exploded in no time. As the orgasm was starting to subside, she inserted two fingers deep inside of and it started all over again, this time the waves rippling from deep inside and sending spasms all over my body

As my body stopped shaking, she crawled up and kissed me. I was too weak to move, but when I looked into her eyes saw her desire mixed with utter tenderness, and it sparkled my own desire to have her, to taste her, to give her as much pleasure as she had given me. I helped her onto the couch, and after removing completely her shirt and mine off, I kissed her while softly pushing her onto her back. 

Her breasts were magnificent, just my ideal size. I feasted on them, teasing her mercilessly with tongue, lips while my hands explored her body. After a while, her urgency demanded more and I moved my hands downwards until I reached her pants. I rubbed my hands lightly the fabric over her mound. I looked up and smiled, gasping. ‘And you though I was drenched?’. She laughed, her lips parted and eyes closed. I lowered her pants while covering every inch of flesh with kisses, trailing her goose bumps with my tongue.

Eventually, her pants were around her ankles and the smell of her arousal was drawing me in. As I kissed her inner thighs getting closer to my target, she kept shaking and pushing her mound towards my face.

Her hair was an even, soft, and totally drenched mushy coat. Through it, I could see the inner lips poking out in between engorged lips. I dived, letting the soft hair tickle my nose while searching for the pearl of her clit. It wasn’t hard to find, hard and already peeping out its small hood. I teased her, exploring her and seeing how fast, where, how, guided by her more and more rapid breathing.

When I was satisfied I had found the perfect rhythm, I slid a finger inside of her, and started stroking her inside as I flicked my tongue and lips over her clit. She exploded way before I was done having fun. Her muscles clenched around my finger, and my own hand and face were totally drenched.

She pulled me up towards her and embraced me with a strength that nearly took my breath away. Her lips locked in mine, and we stayed like that, lip to lip, body to body, without moving, for a long time. Only our hands moved every now and then, caressing the hair, the skin very softly.

Eventually, we separated and took shoes and pants off and unfolded the couch, only to fall back into a soft embrace, full of caresses and kisses.

We spent the whole night and morning making love as if mapping a territory we’d just conquered, holding each other, talking at times, in silence at others, looking deep into each others eyes, sharing the peaceful knowledge that we have fallen in love... as it were the first time all over again.



First Time Anal



One night my boyfriend came over and we were doing all the usual stuff. A little bit of missionary, I got on top, a bump or two of doggie style. All the right moves were being made because we've got that rhythm now; however, something made me decide to throw an added bonus on the table. 

"So... you've been saying you wanted to go back door?" I asked with smooth feathers; I was chill.

"Yeah... yeah... are you interested?" he asked looking shocked, totally disbelieving that anything would happen.

"Sure," I said with an added nod of the head.

"When were you thinking?" he asked, "Were... were you thinking now?" He pointed to the bed, which we were already naked on, as in here and now. 

"Is there a better time?" I replied. 

Silence. 

This is how I do business a lot of the time. If I am given too much time to think it will be a no-go. Not that I ever condone force or being pressured into having sex, but I do think that when you want to try something you have got to decide, and then run into it not looking back. 

"Well that'd be great," he said, still looking very unsure that this is really going down.

"Cool," I said with a thin, stretched smile and apprehension in my eyes. 

More silence.

"Alright, well if we are going to do this there is going to be a preview with my fingers. We are going to have to warm things up first."

I leaned over to the nightstand and pulled out a packet of K-Y Jelly that I had stumbled across in a magazine. It had been one of those women's fashion mags, not Vogue or anything (they only have rich, crap smelling perfume samples), but more likely I got it out of Cosmo. Ah, Cosmo. Turning young girls into sexually liberated women by giving them the means to take it up the ass. In hindsight, none of this experience would have happened without this sample, so I would like to give a shout out to K-Y and Cosmo. Holla!! 

I passed him the packet and he was beginning to beam. This was looking like reality. He put the packet on the nightstand and kissed me. I decided to go along with the events I had set in motion so I tried to relax. We made out for a while and then he rubbed my clit. Now this is money for me. I know it is different for every woman. Some are all about their tits. Suck on one of those and they are goners. Tidal wave. Not me however, I am all about the magic button in my shorts.

So he stoked me and I got crazy wet. Good times were being had by all, when I felt a questioning finger slipping down from my cunt to the awaiting chocolate starfish. There it was, the first wave of attack on what had to be the tightest anus in all 13 provinces. He scoped the surroundings and checked out the entry point. 

I could just picture him reporting in the status. Sir, it is looking mighty tight. The guard is up. We may need some sort of distraction if we are going to take this ass tonight. 

He pressed inside. I lay there trying to be as ass-tastic as possible. I took a deep breath and let it out. 

"Um, just try and relax," he said. He was patting my hair with his free hand like I was his faithful companion. It didn't hurt; it felt wrong. I was struggling to wrap my brain around the fact that this wasn't just an out-hole. People have been putting things up their assholes for pleasure purposes for a long, long time. This was a good distraction point to ponder, and he went back to eating me out, so soon enough I was feeling warm and fuzzy. 

His warm, wet tongue was sliding along my sex from one end of the slit to the other, and then lower. 

"Hello!" I said. 

"Hello," he said as he laughed at me. 

"Oh sorry, I just wasn't expecting that," I eked out. 

I laid my head back on the pillow and went back to working his digit in and out of my ass. There were moments were I could see how this could feel good, particularly combined with the nasty way he rubbed his tongue over my love dial. The charges coming off my clit were off the charts. As my breathing turned into a pant, he took another finger and started to really work my ass. 

Now this kind of hurt, more like a twinge of discomfort, and I am not into pain. I made him stop. He leaned up to kiss me.

I shrank back in fear and stammered out, "don't even think of kissing me when you were licking my poo hole!"

"Geez, you are just about the sweetest gal around," he sighed. 

"Sorry, but that doesn't seem so romantic," I said. I leaned into him and ruffled his hair. I kissed his neck, licked his earlobes (personal favorite), and ran my tongue all over his face. I enjoy being silly in bed, and he is always receptive to me nibbling on him like a small, wild animal. 

We rolled around for a bit until I was straddling him. He went back to work. One finger seemed to be going in easy peasy, but two was still a bit much. 

"I want you to really relax," he said, "just try a bit more because we can't get me in there if we can't do two fingers."

Notice, the "we" usage, "if we can't do two fingers", but we aren't doing two fingers. I'm the one with his manly sausage fingers in my anus. I reminded myself that I had been the one wanting to experiment. Actually, I had wanted to try anal sex for years. I concentrated on relaxing my entire body from my toes to my nose. I focused on getting my body into a jelly state, and voila it worked. There he was kissing my belly, rubbing his cheek to the soft rounded flesh of my tummy, and his fingers were inside my chocolate starfish. It could almost be described as pleasant. Sometimes he pushed deep and that didn't feel so good, but when it was just probing it felt good. I was beginning to feel like a dirty, dirty girl and I loved it. I never thought I would be the type of woman to enjoy a finger in the ass. 

"So this is feeling about right," he said with a question in his voice.

"Okay, so onto phase two then," I said. 

He nodded. I nodded. 

"Flip over onto your stomach," he cooed as he rolled me over. 

I lay there and I made myself go limp. I kept thinking rag doll, rag doll, be a rag doll. You are loose and open. Go with it. I could feel his thighs against mine as he lowered himself onto my back. He started giving me kisses on the nape. He knows that this makes me butter, and I love him for knowing that. Slowly, he spread my cheeks, squirted K-Y all around, and began to rub the tip of his cock against my anus. 

I felt him penetrate and surprisingly he didn't feel so hard. I guess my sphincter is tighter and firmer than his cock. I almost wondered if it would hurt him if I gave a clamp down on his cock, but I was worried it would hurt me too. He worked his way in and out very slowly. It felt strange. This was much more invasive than a man being in my cunt because, I couldn't see him and my butt felt so fragile. For such a tough, hardworking orifice it is astonishingly delicate on the inside. 

We kept this up gently for a time until he started pressing a bit further than comfort would permit. We took a break and went back to other fun business. Then we tried it again. This went on for a while, until I told him I was ready to give it a rest. He kept going for a couple of strokes and then unloaded himself onto my ass. 

This wasn't exactly how I imagined it would go, but overall it wasn't nearly as creepy and painful as I had heard; however, I wasn't having any anal orgasms right off the bat either. I'll have to give it a try again. Sometime. Maybe...

Mohini...



First Time Anal



First time writing, so decided on a real story:

I'm a 35yo divorced guy, and have known I was bi-sexual for some time. I am 6'3"200lbs and well built. I am fairly smooth, attractive, with a nice cut 8" cock. As a former college lacrosse player, I've been around the typical jock-world for a long time. My friends are straight, and I am very discreet about my occasional "appetites". I had only hooked up with a handful of guys, usually after a few drinks and cruising grindr. My experience had mostly been mutual oral - and always played safely. I had traded phone numbers with one guy I had a particularly hot time with on a previous occasion; we had gotten into a hot 69 and had exploded in hot streams of cum onto each others' necks. His name was Steve. 

One night I was driving back from Philly to my house in Baltimore. I was surprised when I received a text from Steve; it had been a few months and I didn't think I'd hear from him again. He said that he had broken up with his girlfriend and had been thinking about the last time we hooked up. I instantly started to get hard, thinking about the feel of his hard 7.5" cock sliding saltily into my mouth. Silky smooth, with a big head, images started to flood my memory. Steve told me he was working late at his office, and everyone was gone. He wanted to know if I could stop by. 

I hadn't been with a guy in a couple months , having just started dating a hot girl who wanted sex almost every day. But I had started to become curious about ass play. I had a small dildo I would sometimes play with, sliding it into my ass when masterbating - resulting in unbelievable climaxes. Though I didn't refer to myself as a "bottom" (who likes labels?), I was starting to consider how it would feel to have a hard cock penetrate me. 

As I drove, Steve started to sell me on the idea of stopping by his deserted office. He was an attorney for a non-profit in the city, and had the only keys to the office. He guaranteed we wouldn't be disturbed. His texts continued to turn me on; and the thought of seeing his beautiful cock again was tempting. I pictured him in his suit, and the thought of taking it off of him on his desk became too much to resist. 

I pulled into a parking spot across the street, and walked hesitantly to the door. As I stepped across the threshold, I noticed the lights were low in the reception area, and a greenish light emminating from the office down the hall. He was leaning against his desk as I walked in. 

I don't know what came over me, other than an undeniable lust and desire. Steve had a slight scruff on his handsome face, tie askew, sleeves rolled-up. I walked to him and we started making out passionately, tongues eagerly searching for more, hands groping at our hard muscles. 

I am not typically into a lot of kissing, usually just getting right into standard mutual cock sucking. But this was so different. I NEEDED him in every way and soon understood what had to happen. As a masculine guy, I never considered myself very submissive. But suddenly I knew I would do anything to have him. We anxiously tore at our shirts, popping a few buttons, breathing in the smell of our manly needs. Finally naked, our cocks grinding together, as we continued to explore. 

I felt Steve's warm hands on my ass, and I moaned in further need. As he spread my ass, I knew there was nothing to keep me from becoming his whore. He started to probe and I responded, playing with my tight pink ass-clit. An uncontrollable reflex forced me to push back against him; then he turned me around, kissing my neck and causing me to tremble throughout. He knew what I wanted, what I needed.

As a complete ass-virgin, I was nervous. There was no lube, no condoms. I turned around, mad him wait to have me. I slid down and took his silky, ridged cock in my mouth. Eagerly looking up into his eyes, i sucked him eagerly until it was time. Depositing my hot saliva, mixed with Steve's pre-cum in a large wad on his throbbing cock-head, I stood up and turned around, bending over his desk. 

Steve leaned over my back, pressing against me. I could feel his heat, and rock hard cock looking for an opening. He leaned back and spread my ass, as i waited for his penetration. I felt the head, and it seemed enormous. Much bigger than my dildo, the paid was sharp and intense as he crossed my tight puckered ass. I quickly lost my erection. I bit down, wondering if i should go through with this. Maybe this wasn't what I wanted? Regardless of my second thoughts, he started to push in slowly. He was calm, told me to relax, which helped immensely. He spit down to lube his cock and my ass, the thought of which started to make me hard again. I feel him enter and the pain subsided. Finally he was all the way in; Steve bent over and whispered "that's it, I'm all the way in and your ass is so tight". He left it there for a bit as i reached back to grab his neck. I felt his fullness press into me, becoming a part of me, and it drove me crazy. I suddenly knew and understood - why I had needed this. He slowly puled his cock out of my ass, leaving a completely empty void that I simply could not stand. I wimpered as he withdrew, leaving only his gorgeous head within. Steve applied more spit as he pushed back in, this time with less pain, and filling me completely. He continued this slow withdrawal and insertion a few times, then pulled completely out. I was so shocked, empty. He asked, what I wanted - Steve I need you, please fuck me, Don't stop..please! I was his. 

He then fucked me harder, spun me around so my legs were over his shoulders. I loved it and yelled and pleaded for him to keep going..please dont stop, your cock..so fucking good, ohhh..fucckkk...I was his cock whore and lved it. My tight ass cling to every stroke, milking his ridged unit, clasping...finally my tight needy ass was to much for Steve and he exploded into me, filling me with hot cum that i was all too eager to accept. this put me over the edge and i unloaded as ropes of hot cum exploded from me all over Steve's chest and onto my face. 

We could only lay there together, his cock softening inside me as he gently licked the cum from my cheek. 

This truly was my first experience of another man taking me, and I will remember it always.



First Time Anal



This is a work of fiction based on real life events. All characters are over the age of 18. All characters are fiction and any likeness to real people is pure coincidence.

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I was nervous meeting Erica for the first time. We had chatted online so I knew a bit about her. And I also had an idea what she looked like. We had agreed to meet outside a supermarket near where she lived and where i worked. We were going out for a meal together nothing fancy just a local pub so we could chat in an informal setting. 

Erica walked up. She was about 5'6". Blue eyes, blond hair in a bob and a full figure slightly larger than average. This also showed in her breasts. 38 DD and she looked gorgeous in the black dress she wore.

I am 5'10" short black hair, blue eyes

We introduced ourselves to each other. I walked her to my car and we got in. I drove us to the pub. We went in and had tea while we talked. Afterwards I drove her home and she invited me in. We moved in to the living room and before I knew it she had dropped to her knees and got my trousers and boxers down and took all 6" my cock in her mouth. She was great at sucking cock and I loved it but didn't cum. I've never cum from getting oral but that didn't stop me enjoying it. I stripped off and repaid the favour. I pushed her dress up and took off her panties. As I moved my head towards her pussy I noticed she was shaved and wet. I loved it. I moved my tongue from the bottom to the top of her slit getting a taste of her. I then pushed my tongue deep inside of her before moving back and sucking her outer lips one at a time. I heard her moan and I started licking her clit and her moans increased. I then took her clit in my mouth and started sucking it. She cried out that no one had done that before right before she came in my mouth.

She took off the rest of her cloths and handed me a condom saying "We don't want any date babies. Then she laid down on the floor and I moved on top of her slipping my cock in to her wet pussy going in in one swift motion. I built up a rhythm thrusting in and out. Her movements matched me and I started sucking her nipples which were hard. Sucking, licking and gentle biting, this pushed her over the edge again. We changed position so I was lying on the floor and she was riding me. She would lean forward so I could suck her tits as well as caress them with my hands. I could also rub her clit as she rode me. My cock sinking inside her as my fingers played with her clit increased her pleasure and she was doing the work. This time I came first but I stayed hard till she came again and collapsed on top of me exhausted.

After a few minutes we separated and I got dressed, kissed her goodbye. She saw me to the door and I went home and she went to bed.

We continued to talk online for the next couple of days after work. On Friday while we were talking I said I could be at hers within 40 mins and she said "Do it and bring a change of cloths."

Neither of us had work on Saturday. I would be staying overnight. I put some things in a bag and set off. It took me 45 minutes altogether till I was knocking on her door. It was also quite late. 

Erika welcomed me in when she answered the door. I kissed her the minute the door closed. She went down on her knees again but I stopped her and suggested the bedroom. We were both naked by the time we got there. Then Erika went down on her knees and took my cock in her mouth again. I enjoyed it and when she finished I told her to lie on the bed. 

I moved on top of her with my knees either side of her torso. I leaned down and kissed her passionately even though she'd just sucked my cock. I then moved down and kissed her neck. Erika really liked this and moaned so I kept doing it. I started to move down her body trailing kisses as I went. Over her right shoulder then down her breast till I came to her right nipple. I sucked licked and kissed the right nipple till it felt like a pebble in my mouth. I then kissed my way down the inside of her breast till I was in the centre where her breasts meet and I kissed and licked that spot. I was rewarded with another moan and she said "that's nice no ones done that before."

I then kissed my way up the inside of her left nipple and repeated the process till again it felt like a pebble. I moved down her stomach kissing and licking as I went. I run my tongue around the inside her belly button quickly before continuing down. I moved down and paused before moving to her right thigh and licking the join between pussy and her thigh and moving down her thigh. Erika moaned and called me a tease. I then moved over to the left thigh and repeated what I'd done on the right thigh. This got another moan.

I then moved to her pussy licking from bottom to the top of her outer lips getting a little taste of her arousal that had leaked out. This got a louder moan and Erika said "finally."

I then took her right lip in my mouth and sucked it, then the left lip. I then pushed my tongue in to her opening slowly, until my tongue was all the way in. Then I started moving my tongue in small slow circles inside her. I increased the size of the circles slowly but never stopping. As I was licking I moved my arms under her legs and up toward her breasts. I placed my hands on her breasts and started kneading them making sure her nipples were hard. As my circles got bigger and bigger my tongue started hitting her clit at the top of each circle. This move got louder moans from Erika. I then took her clit in my mouth and sucked it and as i sucked it I hit it with my tongue. Erika was moaning constantly by this time and I could tell she was getting near her climax. I then released her clit and tongue fucked her and moved one hand away from her breast and used it to caress her clit. I swapped the position of my hand and tongue sucking her clit and pushing two fingers deep inside her, finger fucking her. 

Erika screamed out as she came and I released her clit and removed my fingers just in time so I could get my mouth over her pussy to catch her girl cum in my mouth. I swallowed it all as she ejaculated in to my mouth. When she came down from her orgasm, Erika said " I never squirted before."

As Erika was recovering from her orgasm I reached in to my bag and retrieved my vibrator and lube. It was 6 inches long and just less than an inch in diameter. A previous girl friend convinced me to buy it and to use it anally. I quite enjoyed it. I covered the vibrator in lube and used my fingers to lube up my anal passage. I then pushed the vibrator in slowly till it was all the way in, then I turn the vibrator on. My cock grew even harder and I was on all 4s at this point. 

Erika gave me a strange look as I asked her to use the vibrator to fuck me with it. Erika moved behind me and started moving the vibrator in n out. I loved it. Erika asked me "Are u enjoying this."

I replied Oh yeah."

Erika then asked me rather hesitantly "Do you want me to use my strap on. "

I replied "First it depends on what size it is".

Erika then pushed the vibrator in me fully and moved to a drawer just out of my line of sight. I heard her rummage about for a minute or so then she moved in front if me. She held up a dildo about 8 inches long as an inch in diameter. Erika asked "Is this OK."

I replied "Yeah."

Erika then said "And."

I said "And I get to fuck you in the arse after."

Erika said "Ok" as she moved to put the strap on harness on.

While she did this I drank in the sight of her naked body moving. Her breasts swinging free as she bent over and the sight if her wet shaved pussy as she straightened up. She took the dildo and was about to slot it in to the harness when she paused and a smile crept on to her face. She moved the harness down slightly to have clear access to her pussy. She then slid the dildo inside herself in one swift motion. She then removed it and bought it to her lips. She then proceeded to suck it clean. When she removed the dildo from her mouth she smiled and said "delicious ".

Erika then slid it back inside her pussy. When she removed it this time it was dripping with her juices. Her moved the harness back in to position and slid the slick dildo in to position. She then said to me "Open wide."

I went to reply "What."

But as I opened my mouth, Erika slid the strap on in to my mouth. She then said "Clean it and prove you want me to fuck you."

I started sucking it and she started sliding it in further till I started gagging. 

Erika said "You got to do better than that. Prove you want it."

I put more effort in to it and when she slid the dildo in I breathed though my nose so the gag reflex wasn't overpowering. I managed to take about 5 inch. Erika said " That's good enough for now" and then laughed and pulled the strap on out of my mouth.

I asked "What do u mean for now".

Erika replied "Lets wait and see," with a smile.

Erika moved behind me and suddenly asked "Would you suck it clean after I fucked you with it."

I replied "Would you suck my cock clean after I fucked you up the arse."

Erika replied "Possibly."

I said "Well I won't."

Erika said "Fair enough."

She put a condom on the the strap on and lubed it up. She then stopped the vibrator and removed it. She slapped my arse then I felt the tip of the dildo at the entrance to my anal passage. Erika gabbed my hips and pushed the dildo in to me slowly. When she had 6 inch inside me she slowed down and said "Let me know if this hurts."

She pushed the last 2 inches in. It hurt but not too much. Erika waited for about 30 seconds while I got used to the strap on inside me. Then she withdrew it slowly leaving just the tip in me before pushing slowly back in. She did this a few times then she started increasing the pace. She kept 1 hand on my hips the other she moved about. Erika slapped my arse, grabbed my cock and gave it a couple of tugs, she even moved it up and rubbed my nipple before punching it. She got a good rhyerm going and fucked me for about 30 mins. I came twice in that time, once when her hand touched my cock and the other just from the anal stimulation. I enjoyed it. She withdrew the fake cock out of me and said

"I'm glad you enjoyed that. Now its my turn."

I got up off all 4s and stretched while she got on all 4s where I'd been on the bed. I put some lube on my finger and rubbed it round her anal opening. Then pushed it inside. I started to finger fuck her arse pushing a little deeper each time. While I did this I used my other hand to lube up the condom I put on as she was getting on the bed. When my finger was as deep as it could go I added a second then a third finger. I judged she was ready for my cock so I placed the tip at her opening and started pushing saying "let me know if its too much."

I pushed and Erika just moaned softly till my cock was all the way in. I started going slow till Erika said "fuck me hard and fast."

So I did. I grabbed her hips and rammed my cock in and out hard getting faster with each thrust. Till I was fucking her asshole like I fucked her pussy. She moaned constantly unable to form words. She suddenly cried out and started to spasm. She started to collapse on to the bed my hold on her hips giving me warning and I was able to move with her, keeping my cock inside her. She was now laid on the bed and I was practically laid on top of her. 

"Wow that was intense." Said Erika. "keep going.

So I did. I fucked her till I felt my climax approaching and I moved one of my hands in between her spread legs and started rubbing her clit. Soon we both climaxed. Erika started cumming and that pushed me over the edge. When we had both come down I pulled my cock out of her. I took the condom off and threw it in the bin. Erika moved so she could suck my cock n clean it up. Then we cuddled together under the covers both naked and fell asleep exhausted.

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First Time Anal At A Nudist Resort



We'd been seeing each other for a few weeks. I'd pop round on the way home from school for a quick fuck, sometimes on your settee in the living room, other times on the stairs right in the hall. A couple of times you picked me up from school and took me on a short drive into the woods. Sometimes, if I had ten minutes and I was at home, I'd pop round and give you a blow job and then run back home.

After three weeks like this I managed to get away for the night. I said I was visiting a friend, left the house, went down the road, and then sneaked back up and into your house. We spent all evening in bed together. I sucked your cock and you licked my pussy for the first time. I posed for photos for you and showered with you. I took my clothes off as soon as I was through the door on Friday and didn't put them on again until I went back on Saturday evening.

One night we were lying in bed when you asked me if I'd like to go away with you for the weekend. I said yes, I'd love it, but where?

"A nudist place," you said. I thought you were joking.

"Really?"

"Yes, it's nice. Feeling the breeze against your bare skin, the grass, the bark; it's how humans are supposed to be after all."

"I suppose," I replied. "What sorts of people do you get?"

"Oh all sorts. All ages, sexes, races, and some families. What do you think?" I didn't really know, I'd never thought about it, but it was a chance to get away, and as long as they had a room we'd spend most of our time in there. I didn't imagine it would be much different to any other holiday. So I agreed.

A school friend of mine had moved away a few weeks ago and I told my parents I was going to stay with her. They drove me down to the train station, and about half an hour after they left you arrived and I got in your car. We drove for about an hour, eventually turning off the motorway onto country lanes. 

"It's not far now." You said. "Actually, there's something I need to tell you." I was a little nervous "Given your age we can't say we're a couple, can we? Now, don't worry, we're still in the same room, but I've had to tell them you're my granddaughter." 

I burst out laughing, "Your granddaughter?"

"Yes," you said, "pretty silly I know. Are you ok with that?"

"Sure," I said, still smiling, "that's fine."

We turned up a wooded track with the sun breaking through the leaves. We came to a gate across the narrow road with a speaker next to it on the drivers' side. You rolled your window down and pushed a button. When the answer came you said "Greenbourne and granddaughter." I laughed again as the gate opened. You looked at me and smiled too. "Behave, or I'll tell mum and dad," you said with a wink.

We parked the car, took our bags out, and walked over to a wooden building which looked like an office. There was no one around and it was very quiet, just the sounds of nature. You opened the door and I went in ahead. As my eyes adjusted from the sun to the office I was startled to see a naked man in his fifties stood in front of me.

"Hello," he said, "you must Ms. Greenbourne?" I didn't answer, I was pretty stunned as I took in what an unusual situation I'd got myself into.

"She is," you said as you came up beside me, "I'm her grandfather."

"Excellent," the naked man said, "I'm Terry, it's a pleasure to have you both here," he said, "a real pleasure." He repeated, looking at me.

Terry got the key and took us to our chalet. On the way he gave us a tour of the place. It was off season, he said, so there weren't too many people around, about 15 or so, but there was a sauna, gym, tennis courts, hot tub, and several acres of woodland we could walk in. Our chalet was small but clean, and was in a cluster of other chalets. As we went in Tony wished us a good time and said he looked forward to seeing us around the camp. 

"You're very lucky to have a granddad who'll bring you somewhere like this," he said before taking one last lingering look up and down me and turning to leave.

Inside the chalet we dropped our bags and had sex straight away; me bent over the sink with you behind me and my face pushed up against the window. Afterwards, with your cum dripping out of my pussy and down my thighs, we undressed, went to the bedroom, and lay down. 

"I think we'll have fun here," you said. 

I smiled. "Keep doing that and we will."

You smiled too. "True Stace, but we have to go out and about round the camp as well. It will look unfriendly if we don't."

"I don't mind being unfriendly," I said "I'm here to spend time with you." 

"I know Stace." You said after a pause, "Me too, but...it's something I enjoy. And you like me being happy, don't you?"

"Of course I do." I was a little upset by the idea that there was something I wouldn't do to make you happy.

"Good," you said, pausing again. "If you want me to be happy Stace, when we're out there naked, if you're sunbathing and your legs are a little spread when someone walks by, don't close them. I want us both to be totally relaxed. That's the point of this place."

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A little later you decided we should take a walk. "Naked?" I asked, hoping you'd say I could take a towel or something.

"Naked." You answered. So I sat on the bed and pulled my trainers on, but was totally naked otherwise. 
We stepped out of the chalet and I was all nerves in case someone saw me, I was tingling all over. It was as though my body wanted to be so sensitive it could feel even the slightest glance at me. You were relaxed and I wished I'd felt the same. As I looked round at the other chalets I froze and went cold as I saw two guys on their porches looking at me. They were sat in the shadows, out of the sun, and were at least in their 40's. I wanted to move my hands to cover my pussy and tits but, as though you could read my mind, you said softly "Remember Stace, relax."

You took my hand and led me off our porch "Afternoon." You said to the guys, and they eagerly said the same back. As we walked past their chalets to the path leading out of the clearing I could feel their eyes over every inch of my skin. Their gazes were hungry, I could almost feel them pawing at me. Part of me felt sick and embarrassed, but, to my surprise, part of me enjoyed it. My pussy tingled a little. Not only was I doing what you wanted, I also enjoyed the feeling of power I had over those guys.

We walked until we found a wide open stretch of soft grass. I brushed a space free of any twigs and lay down, and you did the same next to me. I closed my eyes, and I felt the sun and soft wind on parts of my skin I'd never felt them on before. My nipples hardened from the gentle breeze and I felt the warm rays of the sun on my vagina lips. I enjoyed the feeling and opened my legs up a little further. 

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I was woken up suddenly by the sound of laughing. I raised my hand to my eyes to block out the sun and saw, standing facing me, a stranger totally naked. He was about two feet from my ankles, which had spread wide apart exposing my pussy to the stranger.  

"Sorry," he said to me, "didn't mean to wake you up." You were smiling as well so you two must have been talking while I slept. The stranger crouched down so he was close to me, reached out his hand and said, "I'm Glen."

"Stacey." I said shaking his hand. 

"Just been talking to your granddad," he said, "shame you're only here for one night."

"Yes," I said looking at you, wondering what else you'd said.

"You have your own chalet Stace?"

"No."

"Shame," he replied before realising he might have said something wrong "You know..."

"Cheaper that way." You said.

"Yes. That's nice," Glen said, "very nice." I could see that he was staring at my bald pussy spread wide just a foot or so in front of him. I looked to you for some instructions, hoping, I think, that you would distract him or indicate I could shut my legs from his invasive gaze, but you just smiled and nodded your head slightly in Glen's direction and, instinctively, I knew what you meant. I looked at Glen's small, wrinkled cock and saw it was getting hard, its head twitching upwards. 

A buzz ran right through my body seeing the effect I was having on this guy. I smiled back at you and sat up, resting with my arms behind me with my elbows on the grass, crossing my legs, and leaning far back to spread my cunt as wide as I could for him. I wondered if he could see that I was getting a little wet from showing myself off to him like this. I could see his cock take another leap upwards, which he tried to hide by facing away a little. Glen flushed, mumbled a little, and said he had to go. "If you fancy a break from you granddad come over and say hi," and he was off into the wood. When he was gone we started laughing.

"Bet he's off for a wank." You said.

"Probably," I said, "but he didn't look at my tits once."

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That night was another first for me. I was washing my hands by the kitchen sink when you came over to me like you had that afternoon. You kissed my neck as I felt your stiff cock against my arse. I sighed and leaned back into you as your hands ran up from my hips, over my stomach to my tits, stroking all the way, and taking my nipples in between your thumb and finger, and rolling and squeezing them gently. My pussy was soon soaking and ready to receive you, and I offered no resistance as you bent me forwards over the sink again. I closed my eyes and smiled with anticipation as your left hand played with my left breast. I had my right hand working on my other breast and my left hand fingers rubbing my swollen clit. I couldn't wait to feel the tip of your cock against my swelled, sensitive lips.  

Suddenly, I felt cold jelly on my arsehole. You were rubbing it around and poking it a centimetre or so in with the tip of your finger.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Shhhhh Stace." You said. 

I knew what was coming, and I knew it would be painful. I took my hand from my breast and grabbed a wooden spoon by the sink. You took your hand off my tit and placed it on my shoulder, pinning it to the counter with all your weight to hold me in place. I felt the tip of your cock against my tight virgin arsehole, which had only ever had the tip of your finger up it. I thought of what your stiff seven inch cock would do to it, gulped, and closed my eyes.

"If it hurts Stace," you said "it's ok to let it out." 

You were guiding your prick into my arse with your right hand gripping the base. You eased in the tip easily enough, the swollen helmet which pulsed with blood. Your finger had been about that deep in before. "Here goes," you said. I gulped again and squeezed the wooden spoon handle.

"Aaaaaaaagh!" I screamed at the unnatural, burning, tearing pain in my tight arse as your cock forced its way in. You stopped and stroked my hair.

"Shhhhh," you said, "there Stace, it'll be fine." I looked at my hand, white from squeezing the wooden spoon handle so hard, and then it was gone as my eyes closed from the pain in my arse from another deep thrust of your cock. I screamed again. Tears were streaming down my cheeks I noticed. This was worse than when you'd taken my virginity. I took some comfort from thinking that while it had hurt at the time, I was fine with it now. This would be the same, surely?

I let out another scream, which I tried to stifle by biting my lip as you pushed in again. This time you were all the way in as I could feel your pubes against my arse cheeks. I heard you grunt.

"Fucking hell," you said, "that's tight."

You didn't thrust in and out, hard and deep, as you did with my pussy, instead you rocked rhythmically backwards and forwards, our hips moving together. There was no new pain, but there was plenty left over from your entry. You stroked my hair with your left hand and held my hip with your right as you fucked my arse. I tired not to make any more noise which would put you off. 

Soon the pain welled again as you pushed deep in me and I let out a deep groan. You were tensing and I knew that meant you were about to cum and you did, heavily, filling my arse with hot sticky juice. 

You pulled out slowly which hurt as well. I let go of the spoon, surprised I hadn't broken it, wiped the salty tears from my cheeks and tried to stand up. 

"Agh." I let out as the pain from my arse shot through me again. You pulled me close and patted my head as I buried my face in the silver hairs on your chest and sobbed. 

"There there Stace, you did really well, I'm so, so proud of you." I stopped sobbing and said thanks. "That's something I really enjoy, you made me very happy." Not only was I now not sobbing, but hearing you say that actually made a smile flicker across my face. Then came a knock at the door.

"Who's that?" I asked.

"Probably some of the others here come over to say hello. It's a friendly sort of a place."

"Can you tell them to go?" I whispered weakly.

"We can't Stace," you said, "we have to be friendly back. And remember, I enjoy it here and like doing this." You looked into my eyes "It makes me happy."

"OK." I relented.

"Good," you said. "They won't stay long. Go off to the bathroom and clean yourself up a little. Remember, you're my granddaughter." I walked painfully to the bathroom.

I shut the door behind me, wiped my face and straightened my hair a little. I could feel your cum seeping out of my arse, so I pulled some toilet roll and ran it gently up in my arse crack. I looked down at the paper to see cum mixed in with blood. I dropped it in the toilet, ran another handful and did it again. I repeated this a couple more times then flushed. I looked at myself in the mirror once more. I looked ok, but the pain in my arse was throbbing and burning. I took a deep breath and went back out into the living room, trying to hide the pain as best as I could.

Sitting around with you were Glen, Terry, and another couple of guys. "Stace," you said, "you know Glen and Terry, this is John and Mark, they're in the chalet two down."

They both said hi and I managed to reply. The two of them, and Glen and Terry, were staring at me like they had been this morning. I immediately became very self conscious about being stood totally naked in front of them. 

"Take a seat Stace." You said. I couldn't really say no, and the only seat was on the small sofa in between John and Mark. I walked over, hiding the pain in my arse, their eyes roaming over me all the way. I came in between them, turned my back and taking a deep breath began to lower myself onto the sofa. The pain was incredible but I managed it. 

The gap between John and Mark was so small that my hips were pressed against theirs. Both continued to stare at me, and neither made any attempt to hide the fact that they had solid erections. Neither did Glen or Terry for that matter. I was turned on as before to discover the power my body and sexuality had over these men and my nipples hardened but the pain I was in stopped my enjoying it as much as I would have otherwise. 

"Your granddad was telling us you have to keep this secret from your parents," said Glen. I nodded.

"Yes," I said. It was kind of true. 

"Do you have any other secrets?" Mark asked. As I turned to face him he made a big point of looking me up and down. 

"Then they wouldn't be secrets," you told him. 

"There was quite a bit of noise coming from in here just now," Terry said, "everything ok?"

"Yes," you replied. "We were taking a splinter from her foot." I noticed that John had snuck his arm around behind my shoulders. 

"Is it just me or is it hot in here?" he asked with a wink. The others giggled like schoolboys.

"It is a bit warm," you said. "Stace, maybe you could get us some drinks from the fridge?" I didn't much like the thought of getting up and walking around given the pain I was in, but it got me away from Mark and John so I took another deep breath and pulled myself up, the two guys making a close inspection of my arse as I did so. I kept my cheeks tightly clenched and headed for the fridge.

"You're a lucky man to have a maid like that." Mark said to you and I heard you all laugh behind my back. I shut the fridge door and came back with five bottles of water. I stood in front of you all and crouched to put the bottles on the floor. The pain shot through me again, though a little less than before. I was beginning to recover. I took the top off one and handed it to you. Then I turned and handed one each to Mark and John. Then I heard Terry behind me cough rather obviously. I turned to him and he was looking at you so I switched my gaze to you wondering what was going on.

"Er...Stace" you said indicating the floor underneath where I was crouching. I looked down, and a wave of shame and embarrassment hit me so physically that I could feel my skin burning as I saw a few drops of blood. I stood up and headed straight for the bedroom and as I shut the door I heard sniggering behind me. I curled up on our bed and cried. Not for the pain or embarrassment, but because I felt I had let you down.

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That night my arse was still sore, so you lay me face down on the bed and spread my legs. You put some more of the jelly on your little finger and worked it into my anus. It hurt, but as you pulled it out and pushed it in slowly the cool jelly made the burning go away a little. You stroked my hair softly with your other hand. Soon I began to drift off to sleep, with the breeze fluttering through the curtain by the open window, and your finger still gently working me, stretching my sphincter. We were going home tomorrow. "I hope I'll be better for the netball match on Tuesday," was the last thought I remember before falling asleep.



First Time Anal by the Pool



It was a hot day and as soon as I could finish work I headed home with the intention of having some cold drinks and lazing round the pool. I’m in my early 40s (OK, 44) and live alone with my 18 year old daughter, Suzie. My divorce was settled recently and I’ve got no plans other than seeing Suzie through university and living a comfortable uncomplicated life. 

I had just changed into swimming briefs and was pouring a scotch over a tumbler of ice when the doorbell rang. It was Jamie, one of Suzie’s friends from school days, who lives nearby. Suzie doesn’t have much time for her, and they share little in common, but Jamie doesn’t know when she’s not wanted. She hadn’t been around for a couple of weeks – not since a row caused by her trying to race off Suzie’s boyfriend (frankly, in my view, Jamie could have the worthless prick). But I suppose it was too much to hope that she’d stay away for long.

Today she was in high heel clogs, white hot pants and pink halter top, the ring in her belly button on display as well as her recently bleached hair with pink streaks, pink nails, and overkill makeup. ‘Hi Mr. D!’ she said, in a voice overly cheery to hide her insecurity. ‘Is Suzie at home?’ Jamie has long been a regular visitor, using our place as a refuge since she first started getting in trouble with her folks about four years ago – smoking, underage drinking, truancy, unsavoury boyfriends, drugs.

‘Sorry, Jamie, she’s got a couple of late lectures and is staying over at her mother’s place.’ 

I moved to close the door, but Jamie piped up again. ‘I was just hoping to chill out by the pool for a while, you know, ‘cos things are a bit tight at home just now.’ I raised an eyebrow and she went on. ‘I dropped out of TAFE yesterday – again! tee hee – and went round to Jay’s and got ripped and the olds are real pissed.’ 

I have trouble keeping up with Jamie’s misadventures. Having dropped out of school in year 11 her parents enrolled her for secretarial school. That lasted a few months then they got her into a vocational college for animal handling, but she dropped out of that. I think the last one was jewellery making or some such. As for Jay, he’s the latest loser in a string of doped up, dropped out, pasty-faced, hollow-eyed wasters that she’s hung out with. 

I really wanted to be on my own but shrugged OK and she walked by me heading for the patio door, tottering on her clogs. I finished fixing my drink and debated whether I should change out of my skimpy briefs and into something more modest. But what the hell. Jamie had seen me round the pool in these togs and the shorts didn’t exactly reduce my gut or anything. I went outside, she was sitting on a lounge in a skimpy pink bikini, sunglasses perched on top of her head, applying sun cream to her legs. I sat and watched her as I sipped. Her skin was quite pale – despite having spent half the summer over here – and smooth. She was still quite adolescent in shape, a bit of puppy fat, smallish breasts, but shapely legs and her butt filled out her bikini nicely. Very nicely.

I finished my drink and got up for a second. ‘Wanna beer, Jamie?’

‘Uh, no thanks Mr D, I don’t really like beer.’ I shrugged. ‘But I’d love a vodka and orange!’ I shrugged again and headed inside. I fixed a more moderate scotch for myself, then the drink for Jamie, heavy on the vodka. She looked quite the try-hard wannabe sophisticate – lying back on the lounge, sunglasses, cigarette, cocktail. I chuckled inwardly and resumed my seat. It was good for a guy’s ego to have a pretty young thing almost naked about the place. I was conscious of her checking me out from behind her dark glasses and hoped I didn’t look too unattractive. I guess I’m carrying a bit more weight than I should, but my gut is smaller than most men my age, and it’s covered with a summer tan and a matt of brown hair that my wife always liked. And my arms and chest are still shapely enough from all the years of swimming. So all is all, I didn’t mind Jamie’s scrutiny, and anyway she’d been doing it all summer, even flirting with me when Suzie wasn’t around.

Jamie prattled on a bit about how boring her course had been, about music and so on. I didn’t need to contribute much more than a grunt every now and then. I swam a few laps and Jamie followed me into the pool, splashing about and making girly noises. I paused after ten laps and Jamie was sitting on the edge of the pool waiting for me to surface. Her open legs were inches from my nose and she giggled as she saw me staring at the tight fabric outlining her vulva. I had half a mind to tell the cock teaser to go home, but decided to splash her instead. She shrieked artificially and jumped in on top of me. We horsed around and she managed to press her tits against me several times and grope my butt and groin. I climbed out and dozed for a few minutes in the waning sun, while Jamie fussed with lotions and cigarettes. I took our glasses in for a top-up. When I returned, Jamie took her glass, had a gulp (not seeming to notice that it was almost a third vodka) then rolled onto her front and asked me to put tanning lotion on her back. I said the sun was so low that she didn’t need to worry and she tossed the hair out of her eyes and gave me a pouty look. I enjoy a bit of flirting and gave her a knowing grin. 

‘So, like anyway,’ she said, ‘you haven’t said how you like my new tattoo.’ She had a dark blue celtic pattern in a swathe across the small of her back with a loopy arrow head in the middle pointing downward, its tip disappearing below her bikini line. It’s the kind of tattoo you see on women hanging around in malls and city corners. I had been kind of marvelling at it when she was splashing about in the pool. Jamie sure has a fierce instinct for downward mobility.

‘Well?’ she demanded, wriggling her butt in case I wasn’t looking hard enough.

‘I can’t see all of it, but I guess I like better where it’s pointing,’ I said, grinning again.

‘Mr D!’ she screeched in mock outrage, delighted that I was playing along. 

We both took a slug from our drinks. I hunched forward and said, ‘So, are you going to show me all of it?’

‘Uh huh,’ she replied all bright eyed. She reached back and inched the hem of her bikini halfway down her butt. I was more interested in the yummy butt crack and swell of her pale cheeks, than the final swirl of the tattoo. She was watching me, mouth slightly parted, as she held her bikini down – longer than was necessary – then inched it even lower. 

I got up and walked the three paces over to her lounge, then crouched down beside her. I ran my hand over her lower back, tracing the edges of the tattoo, then following it down to the parting of her buttocks. ‘It doesn’t do you justice,’ I murmured, massaging the firm mounds. Her eyes had widened and she was panting – nervousness? anticipation? I continued to massage her butt, nudged her hands away and pushed the bikini bottom further down, revealing the full glory of her 18 year old bum. I massaged it in a full round motion, managing to graze her perineum with my fingertips and trailing my thumbs through her humid cleft. I paused and nudged her thighs. She was quick to spread them wider and now I was able to touch her labia as I massaged.

‘You like that, Jamie?

‘Yes, Mr D.’

‘Do you want me to stop?’

‘No, Mr D.’

I kept up the massage, Jamie sighing as my fingers played with her bottom and labia. After a minute I tugged her bikini bottom al the way down and tossed it on the ground. Kneeling behind her, I pushed her legs wide and pulled her butt back and up so she was slightly on her knees. God it was a magnificent sight! Pink labia slightly damp from arousal, fringed with curly blond hair, a tantalising little path back between bulging flesh to a dainty little purply-brown crinkle. I leant forward and teased the labia open with the tip of my tongue. Jamie tensed and then gasped when I sought out her little clit hood, washed around it then swiped back deep between her labia. She tasted fresh and sweet and after a couple of moments her little bud had emerged from its sheath. I lapped on the clit making Jamie sigh and arch, then plunged my tongue back into her slick vagina. She was getting very wet and I delved deep for her juices between licking the now-straining clit. But it was her arse I wanted and it was time I paid it the attention it deserved. I made a long swipe up from her vagina to her anus, washed round the pucker and probed at its centre. 

‘Jesus, Mr D!’ Jamie gasped. ‘What are you doing?’

By way of reply, I put my hands more firmly on each buttock and held them wide apart, pushing harder with my tongue. We both grunted when the muscle gave way. I reamed, Jamie moaned and we discovered that we were doing something we both very much liked. I got a finger on her clit and stroked it to the rhythm of my tongue. It was a technique I’d developed with my ex-wife guaranteed to bring her off and get her compliant for a solid buggering. It was a few years since I’d had an opportunity to use it and was glad to see it was working well on someone else. And Jamie tasted better than my ex – less earthy, less sour and less sharp. I dug deep, searching for that hot rectum flavour, and Jamie moaned in response. With my ex, this kind of action soon brought her off, but it was taking much longer with Jamie and my jaw was beginning to tire. I eased back on the clit action and slid the middle finger of my other hand into her oh so tight twat. She gasped when I found her g-spot and started up a steady moaning as I rubbed the velvety pad. She was getting close and I ate her arse with renewed vigour, maintaining the clit and g-spot diddling. Her bung hole was gaping, my tongue was jabbing deep in the fetid passage, saliva and arse butter were dripping down my chin, my fingers were slipping over her buttons. When she came it was with a wrenching heave that dislodged my face. I let her slump forward on to the lounge, my fingers coming free. Her mouth was open in a soundless scream, eyes shut and hands grasping at the lounge legs. Her pert butt was all splotched from my hands and as she writhed I could see her anus all glistening and pulsing. I couldn’t resist the temptation and bent forward. Jamie gasped and moaned afresh when I held her buttocks apart and sucked on the pulpy ring, still twitching from her orgasm. Her sphincter weakly gripped my tongue as she went through the dying throes, then her arse went slack. I gave it a good workout, pumping lots of saliva in for the action that was still to come. 

I sat back on my haunches, my cock pushing out the front of my swimming briefs. Jamie looked back at me, her face flushed and lips moist. ‘Jesus, that was awesome,’ she said a little breathlessly. I smiled, leant forward and kissed her hard, letting her taste her arse on my lips and tongue. She didn’t seem the least averse as her tongue swirled against mine. For my part I got the unfamiliar taste of tobacco.

‘That good?’ I asked sitting back again.

‘A real first,’ she nodded, eyes all misty.

‘Never been rimmed before?’ I grinned.

‘Not that either,’ she said. ‘But I meant my first orgasm.’

‘You’re kidding!’ I said. ‘Never cum before?’ She shook her head. ‘How long have you been having sex?’

‘Uh, nearly four years, I guess. But it’s never been like this.’ 

Christ! I thought, wondering briefly about what kind of sex life she’d been leading, then mentally shrugged. There were more immediate concerns. ‘Well, you’re in for some wonderful times. But right now it’s time to return the favour,’ I said standing and moving so that my bulging trunks were before her eyes. She looked at the stretched fabric and the tip of her tongue wet her lips. ‘Suck me!’ I hissed, pulling up the left leg of my bathers and easing out my boner. Jamie sat up and engulfed the first half of my cock. She started a sloppy blow job, but wasn’t handling it too well. Clearly no-one had ever taught the kid to suck dick. After her teeth had grated against my glans a couple of times, and my pole had been almost bent in half against her jaw, I figured I was in danger of injury. So I pulled out and told her to suck my balls. With just a couple of directions she was doing a great job, tugging each one out in turn and sucking on it hard enough to make my cock twitch and knees buckle. It’s something that has always made my jizz rise, but my ex was always grudging about doing it, saying my balls were too hairy. But Jamie seemed eager enough so I let her do it for a nice long time. 

‘Now I’m ready to fuck that beautiful arse,’ I said, tugging a reddened testicle from between her plump lips. She looked taken aback and I thought for a moment. ‘You have been butt fucked before, haven’t you?’

‘Uh uh,’ she shook her head. Christ! An anal virgin! My cock twitched and jizz boiled.

‘Well, it’s a day for firsts!’ I replied.

‘Won’t it hurt?’

‘Naahhh,’ I reassured her. ‘The secret for enjoyable anal sex is firstly lots of preparation – and honey there ain’t better preparation than being reamed out for 20 minutes! – and secondly, lubrication.’ I smiled and she looked less uncertain. I reached to her bag and took out the after sun lotion I could see there, and held it up. ‘And this will do just fine.’

‘But you’re so big,’ she said in a worried voice.

What the…? I’m not any bigger than average, just your regulation six and a half inches. Again I wondered what her sex life had been like. I just gave her a calm smile and directed her to go up on her hands and knees.

Once she’d assumed the position, I stood behind her and straddled the lounge, my feet on either side. It was low enough to the ground that I could fuck her like that and I applied lots of lotion, first to my cock and then to her butt. I was pleased to see that despite all the tonguing it had closed nicely and was back to its virginal tightness. I then shuffled forward and fitted my bulging cock head to the little glistening pucker. ‘Remember how good it felt when I was licking you?

‘Uh huh,’ she said a little uncertainly.

‘Well, this is going to feel even better.’ I pressed forward and after a moment her greasy sphincter gave way under the steady pressure. I could feel her ring clenching, but her hole was so well lubed that she couldn’t prevent my entry.

‘Yyaaaggh!’ she gasped as my purple helmet slid through her ring and lodged in her rectum. I paused to let her get used to it. Actually, her pucker was clenched so tight that I was in danger of cumming. Both of us were panting. ‘Take it out!’ she gasped. ‘You’re too big, Mr D!’

‘Hang on kid,’ I said soothingly. ‘It’ll get better in a minute.’ I reached forward and slid a finger in her mouth. She sucked it desperately and I fitted in another then gently fucked them back and forth. After a moment, she was distracted enough that I felt her butt unclench a fraction. I took the opportunity to drive forward and she immediately stiffened and gasped. But I wasn’t going to be denied this time and kept bearing forward until I was all the way in that hot glove like arse, my balls resting against the slimy perineum. 

I was in danger of jetting again, right on the verge, and had to hold still. Jamie felt my cock pulsing. ‘Are you cumming?’ she asked in a hopeful whimper.

‘Uh uh, kid.’ I chuckled. ‘But when I do,’ I reassured her, feeling my staying power return, ‘you’re going to know for certain.’ I jagged a couple of fingers back in her mouth, got a fistful of her hair with the other hand and tugged her head back, causing her body to arch delightfully. She was taut as a bowstring. ‘And before then,’ I said, tightening my grip on her hair, ‘you’re going to know what anal sex is all about!’ With that I started some steady deep stroking, just the bottom third of my cock emerging from her pooper before ramming back in. She was going uuunnnhhh!  uuunnnhhh!  uuunnnhhh! and sucking hard on my fingers. Her arse was loosening up and she was handling the full depth OK. I decided it was time for something more vigorous and began to pound her with full strokes, screwing my hips hard each time I bottomed out. It was such a hot tight arse that I began to lose it a bit and fucked her pretty wildly, driving her down so that she was prone on the lounge, my full weight behind each thrust. After a couple of minutes I realised she was crying around my fingers and eased up a bit.

‘OK honey?’ I asked soothingly.

‘It hurts, Mr D!’ she whimpered.

‘Too dry?’ I asked making a couple of quick rabbit hunches. ‘Or too deep?’ I said driving as far forward as possible and pulling her hair so that she arched and took it that fraction deeper.

‘Please stop,’ she blubbered, and then sucked on my fingers. 

I wanted to see her face as I fucked her arse; get off on her emotions. ‘I know what,’ I said. ‘The angle must be wrong.’ I let go her hair and stood back, my cock coming out of her butt and leaving it gaping. I looked for a few seconds until it closed. Then I told Jamie to roll onto her back. She did so and I hitched her ankles high on my shoulders and lifted those separated buttocks up high. She had her bottom lip caught between her teeth and was looking at me with wide apprehensive eyes. I told her to pass me the tube of cocoa butter and applied more of the thick grease to my reddened cock. I then fitted my cock to her date and pressed till it was on the point of giving way. I paused and looked at the kid’s face, wet where my fingers had wiped saliva, hair mussed. I gave her a reassuring smile. ‘Push back at me, honey. It will feel better.’ She did and her crinkle flowered and my cock slid in. 

We both groaned and I paused, my cock half way in. ‘Feels good, doesn’t it?’ Her face was strained but she gave me an uncertain nod. I stayed like that and began to kiss and stroke her calves, then her feet. She squirmed when I got to her toes and giggled as I sucked slowly on each one. I don’t know if it turned her on or not, but I could feel her gut relax and gave her another inch of cock. She was smiling now. ‘Ready for some more?’

‘Uh huh,’ she smiled. I sank slowly forward onto her breasts, my cock sinking deep into her bowel. I kissed her hard and she responded hotly. I humped away as I forced her teeth wide, chewed on her tongue and bit her lips. Then I started fucking her harder, brutalising her arse as I brutalised her mouth. The little minx was up for it this time, her tongue duelling with mine, panting hotly with each thrust. I pulled back a bit and panted at her to tug her tits out of the bikini top. Then I was on them like a beggar at a banquet, feasting on the hard little nips and creating a pattern of bite marks on the soft mounds. She was heaving back at me now, trying to grind her clit against my pubic bone as I bore down. I went upright again and rubbed her cunny as I fucked her arse, making her hiss and toss her head. I did her that way for four or five minutes until she came, a fed flush spreading from her neck over her chest as she whimpered and groaned. Her clenching anus reminded me that I wasn’t far off and I gave her a nice stroking as she rode out her orgasm. 

She looked up at me with smouldering eyes and pulled me down on her chest again. We kissed and this time it was her who bit and chewed. She was hot and I was close. ‘Do you like the taste of cum?’ I panted, sweat dripping off my forehead onto her splotched chest.

‘Uh, not really,’ she panted back, not realising what I was about to do.

‘Well. I understand it’s an acquired taste,’ I grunted suddenly pulling out of her butt and crouching by her face. I grabbed her hair and pushed my greasy shit streaked tool against those bruised lips. Her eyes flew wide but I jagged forward and into her mouth. She was totally passive, her eyes showing her distaste. I slapped her cheek not so gently and hissed at her to suck. Startled she complied and I groaned as I felt my balls begin to boil. ‘Work my balls!’ I demanded and I felt a hot little hand cup my sac. ‘Yeah, baby!’ I moaned as the double action of mouth and hand worked their magic. She sensed how close I was and started to apply herself with a will. Looking down at that girlie face concentrating on my cock, a fleck of shit caught in the moist corner of her mouth as she bobbed back and forth on my shaft, was enough to bring me off. With a straining jag forward of the hips and a long grunt, my balls emptied. I held her head in place while my cock pulsed and jetted, her gagging sounds making it all the more intense. Finally I was finished. Panting I looked down at Jamie, my hand still wrapped in her hair holding her to my softening cock, a trickle of thick sperm oozing from one corner of her mouth.




First Time Anal by the Pool



‘Swallow,’ I ordered and waited till she’d done so before releasing her and tugging my cock from between those plump lips. Then I knelt beside her and kissed that hot bruised mouth, tasting the remnants of my seed. It took her a few seconds to respond, but when she did, it was with some enthusiasm.

‘So, kid,’ I said, sitting back on my haunches and stroking her thighs. ‘Enjoy that?’

‘Uh, huh,’ she said, eyes sparkling. ‘Maybe not all, but … yeah, I guess all!’

‘Great!’ I smiled back. ‘I’m just going inside to get another drink. You want one?’ When I came back out with the glasses and a cloth to wipe clean the lounge, Jamie was lying back smoking, one hand gently massaging her blotched breasts. I handed her the straight orange juice and watched as she gulped it down. Then I packed her off back home. She whined and carried on wanted to stay knowing that I’d be alone all night, but I didn’t want her to get the wrong idea. It was only sex. She pouted, whined and begged so I told her she could come back the next Thursday when I’d be alone again. Afterall, I reasoned, someone ought to teach the kid how to suck cock. That is, if I could keep away from her arse long enough …..



First Time Anal Fuck



Alice pondered her situation. She was 21 and had been dating a hot guy for a few months. He was the best fuck she'd ever had, but having said that, she wasn't all that experienced. During conversation one day it had emerged that her boyfriend, Sam, had been much more adventurous than she could have imagined: he'd been involved in group sex and even had anal sex. While the thought of it all kind of turned her on, she was worried that he'd get bored of her and find someone else to do these things with if she wouldn't. Sam had tried to assure her that he wouldn't do that, but she suddenly felt under pressure to be more adventurous in bed. 

Alice knew deep down that the past didn't matter, and that the pressure she was placing on herself was coming from within, but she couldn't get the whole thing out of her mind. She felt inadequate during that conversation because up until meeting Sam she'd never even given head, never mind being with more than one person! She'd never really considered anal sex until it came up in conversation that day, and it sparked some curiosity for her. She could tell by the way Sam talked about it that he'd really enjoyed it, and she wanted him to be satisfied by her. She spent a lot of time trying to come round to the idea but wouldn't dare suggest it to him in case she changed her mind. 

Alice decided to do some research online and of course found loads of information. Inevitably she also came across a vast amount of porn, which was another thing she'd never been interested in before. She couldn't believe she was even contemplating watching it, but curiosity got the better of her and she clicked on one of the links she'd found. Alice was amazed by the size of the guy's cock in the video, and watched as he pummelled away at the woman's pussy, fucking her from behind. She watched him start to thumb her arse and watched as the woman moaned in pleasure. 

Alice felt her pussy start to get wet and her cheeks became flushed. She carried on watching as the man pulled his enormous cock out of the woman's pussy and pressed it against her arsehole, watching the woman grimace as he pushed it in slowly but firmly. She was astounded by how wet her pussy had become, she hadn't even touched it! She watched as gradually the man started to fuck the woman's arse harder, faster, getting deeper with each thrust. The woman was crying out and playing with her clit as she was fucked. Eventually the man pulled out of her arse and shot his cum all over her arse cheeks, and the video ended. 

Alice sat for a moment, almost shell-shocked. She could not believe how much the video had turned her on - she also couldn't believe that the woman in the video could take such a huge cock in her tight arse. Alice couldn't help herself, she had to cum. She quickly shed her clothes and climbed onto her bed, reaching her fingers down to her smooth pussy and stroking the outer lips for a moment. She used her index finger to stroke her slit and felt how wet she was - her pussy was wetter than ever before and it felt electric. She began to circle her clit and found herself arching her back as she grew closer and closer to orgasm. 

Alice stopped for a minute - she wanted it to last longer. She reached for her trusty vibrator from her drawer next to the bed, and slowly pushed it into her sopping wet pussy. She loved how it stretched her hole, and when she'd got it all the way in she continued to play with her clit again. Alice felt her orgasm building, quickly gathering pace. She was fucking herself with her vibe and furiously rubbing her clit when she erupted in the most intense orgasm she'd ever experienced. Her pussy squirted when she came, it was that good. Alice lay on the bed as her orgasm subsided, panting heavily. She pinched her nipples a few times, amazed at how hard they were. It was getting late and she should get some sleep...

The next day Alice and Sam were meeting up. She decided to wear some skimpy lace French knickers and a matching lace bra, fishnet stockings, stilettos and a red dress which accentuated her curves, leaving little to the imagination. She wore bright red lipstick to match the dress. She arrived a few minutes late for their date at the restaurant, to find Sam waiting for her at their table. When he saw her he almost did a double take, he was shocked at just how ravishing she looked. She joined him and noticed the grin on his face, letting her know he was more than impressed with her choice of outfit. 

She took her phone from her bag and typed a simple message to him: "tonight I want it in my arse". She sent the message and put her phone away. A few moments later Sam's phone beeped and he saw the message. 

He looked shocked and stammered, "a-are you, er, sure?". She smiled and nodded at him, and took a drink from her glass of red wine which he'd ordered before she arrived. He couldn't keep his eyes off her lips, they looked so sexy with that lipstick on. He couldn't wait to feel them around his cock later. The pair ordered and ate their meal with a brewing sexual tension between them. When they finished at the restaurant, Sam was desperate to take her back to his place. He hailed a cab and they climbed in, directing the driver. 

Sam put his hand on Alice's thigh, feeling the silky material of her stunning dress. Her dress was long but had a convenient slit up one side, which just happened to be the side Sam was sitting at. He slipped his hand into the slit of the dress and felt the top of her fishnet stockings beneath his fingers. He moved his fingers to the edge of her knickers and already he could feel the warmth coming from her pussy. He softly rubbed her clit through the lace, and felt her tense up and gasp. The cab driver seemed to be oblivious to what was happening, but his presence was exciting to both of them. Sam slipped a finger underneath her knickers and felt how wet her pussy was - he took advantage of the fact and worked his finger into her hot hole. 

Alice was trying not to let on to the driver that she was being fingered, so had to keep her excitement inside as much as possible when what she wanted to do was moan out loud. Sam knew this, and made things more difficult for her by inserting another finger into her wet mound. Alice let him fuck her with his two fingers and she was doing quite a good job of keeping quiet. Then Sam started to press on her clit with his thumb and Alice let an involuntary moan escape her lips. Sam took the opportunity to kiss her sumptuous lips and pushed his tongue into her mouth, all the while continuing his gorgeous attack on her pussy. Alice came quickly and bit down on Sam's tongue as she did so, not too hard but enough to let him know she was cumming. His fingers were flooded with her juice and he smiled at her, seeing her face turn a beautiful shade of red. He slowly removed his fingers from her and discretely sniffed them, then licked them clean. His cock was so hard he was sure it was going to rip through his trousers. Luckily they would be home in a few minutes. 

When they arrived at Sam's house, he helped her out of the cab and took her by the hand, leading her to his front door. Now they were alone for the first time that evening, and Sam wanted to make the most of it. He hurriedly opened the door and pulled her inside, pushing her up against the wall and kissing her furiously. She reached down and unfastened his trousers, which fell to the ground, and she pulled his boxer shorts down too. His cock sprang up, it was huge and rock hard and oozing pre-cum. 

They moved into the lounge and Sam sat down on the sofa with his legs apart. Alice didn't need an invitation, she virtually fell to her knees between his legs and immediately took his cock into her mouth. She could taste his salty pre-cum, and knew he was incredibly turned on by everything that had happened already. She bobbed her head up and down on his cock, taking just the head in her mouth, looking up at his face so he could see her big blue eyes as she sucked him. He grabbed her dark hair, gently pulling at it, as she took more of his cock into her mouth. She was swirling her tongue around his shaft as she wrapped her lips around it, and the head was bashing the back of her mouth as she sucked. Sam was in heaven. He watched as she fucked his cock with her mouth, tasting him. Alice cupped his balls in her hand and gently squeezed them as she sucked his cock. Sam knew he wouldn't last long and told her to stop before he came in her mouth. Slowly, teasingly, Alice removed her mouth from his cock, giving it one last suck as she went. Now it was her turn...

They both stood up and Sam moved behind her, finding the zip of her dress and slowly unzipping it. The dress fell to the floor, leaving Alice standing in her sexy underwear and stiletto heels. Sam loved the way she looked in her hold-up stockings: she was his little whore. He removed her cum-soaked French knickers and released her amazing 36C tits from her bra. Sam knelt in front of her, holding her thighs, inhaling her sweet pussy scent. He probed her pussy with his tongue, drinking in her cum. She whimpered as she felt his tongue slide up and down her pussy. He was nibbling her clit now, sucking on it then gently biting it. Alice felt her legs begin to buckle and Sam told her to lie on the rug on the floor. He spread her legs apart and again started to eat her out. Her pussy was already dripping wet and when Sam pushed three fingers deep into it she came again, pushing down on his hand and covering his face in cum. 

Sam's cock grew even harder and he knew he had to fuck her right now. He climbed on top of her and pressed his cock against her pussy, pushing her lips apart and entering her. He shuddered as he felt her hot wet pussy engulfing his cock. Sam fucked her like this for a few minutes, nibbling on her nipples and making her cum again on his cock. As much as he was enjoying it, he pulled out and sat facing her on the rug. He dipped his fingers into her pussy again to get them nice and wet, and after checking that Alice was still OK with everything he began to lightly circle her arsehole with his cum-soaked fingers. 

Alice shivered at his touch, it was gentle and felt good. He stroked her hole for a while, letting her get used to this new sensation. He gradually built up the pressure so that his finger was almost past her tight sphincter, and he pushed it in while Alice moaned and tried to relax for him. Once his finger was in, Sam used his other hand to play with her clit. This helped a lot, Alice relaxed much more and Sam could move his finger deeper and slowly fuck her arse with it. She was enjoying it, Sam could tell. He kept playing with her clit as he worked another finger into her tight hole, stretching it wider. Alice's face contorted and she gritted her teeth through the pain, until it felt good. Sam took his cue from her and when she started to relax he finger-fucked her again with both fingers. Alice moved her own hand down to her pussy and furiously rubbed her clit until she came hard yet again, which Sam could feel with his fingers in her arse. He decided she was ready for his cock, which was so fucking hard now. Sam turned her over onto her front and got her on all fours with her arse in the air. 

Alice was apprehensive about being fucked like this, but she wanted to try it. She so wanted to let him take her in a way she'd never been fucked before, she wanted to know what it felt like to be stuffed full of his big cock. Alice rested her head on her forearms in front of her, legs spread wide, arse in the air, waiting for the invasion. Sam dipped his cock into her pussy a few times, making it wet with her cum. He took some lube and rubbed it into her arse; the cold jelly made her gasp in surprise. He knelt behind her, getting really excited about taking her anal virginity, his cock standing to full attention. Softly he held her hips, resting his cock in between her arse cheeks. She could feel how hot his cock was, she could feel it throbbing in anticipation. He then let go of her hips, steadied himself by resting his hand on her left cheek and used his right hand to guide his cock to her tight hole. 

He rubbed his slippery stiff cock around her arsehole, making her moan, and after a few moments of this he started to apply pressure against her tightness. Instinctively Alice tensed up, so Sam reminded her to try and relax and let him in. She relaxed as best as she could while he slowly pushed his long, thick cock inside her arse. Her arse was so tight that it took him over a minute just to get the head of his cock in. He couldn't help but moan in delight as his cock slowly disappeared in her arse. Once he'd got a few of his nine inches into her hole, he stopped still to let her adjust to this new sensation. Alice was almost crying in pain but she didn't want him to stop. She was struggling to regulate her breathing and Sam stroked her hair to try and help her relax. After a few minutes of this, Alice was ready for more. Sam gave another push and another inch or so of his cock was inside her. He reached around to her pussy and stroked the nub of her clit lightly. 

"Mmmmmmm" was the response from Alice. Sam knew she was starting to enjoy this and advanced his cock further as he played with her clit, until eventually all nine inches were deep inside her. 

Alice started to shout "yes, fuck me, I want you to fuck my arse!".

Of course Sam obliged. He slowly pulled his cock out half way and then firmly pushed back in, making Alice gasp loudly. He kept going like this, faster, until she was crying out repeatedly each time he plunged his cock into her arse. Soon Sam was fucking his girlfriend's tight arse hard and fast; her arse had stretched enough to take it without causing her pain, and she was even pushing her arse back to meet his cock. Sam knew he couldn't last much longer, her arse felt too damn good around his cock. He began to slow down to prolong the sensation, causing Alice to complain because she liked it fast and hard. 

"Baby I'm going to cum if I keep fucking your arse so hard" he explained, and Alice shouted at him to fill her arse with his hot cum. He quickened his pace again until he was fucking her even faster than before, making her almost scream each time he penetrated her, and within a couple of minutes of this he let out a loud wail himself and she felt his cock suddenly stiffen up inside her as his hot, sticky cum shot into her arse. He grabbed her hips tightly and rammed his cock as deep as he could into her as he came. His orgasm was the most intense he could remember ever having, and lasted a couple of minutes. When he thought it was over, he began to withdraw from her arse, and she cried out as his cock was removed. This is when Sam realised his cock was still rock hard, and still squirting his hot cum! He rested his cock on one of her arse cheeks and watched as it continued to pulsate and shoot his cum onto her soft skin. Alice's arsehole was still gaping open from the fucking and his cum was oozing out of it. 

Alice said nothing, she was too exhausted to speak. Sam handed her her lacy knickers and helped her to put them on so they would catch the cum, and he took her to the bathroom and started to run the shower for them to clean up. 

Alice and Sam held each other in the shower, the hot water raining down on them. They tenderly soaped each others' skin and kissed each other deeply. Alice felt a bit sore but knew that she would be asking for another arse-fucking session soon: Sam had awakened something in her that she couldn't ignore...



First Time Anal Online



Before you read this, keep in mind I am typing this as my fiancé and I do it! So if my typing isn't perfect, sorry! It's a little hard to think about grammar and punctuation when you're getting fucked! And if it's not in quotations, that's because it's my thoughts and not my words.

This is incredibly difficult to type. As a challenge, my fiancé asked me to type what is happening. You're about to read exactly how it feels when I get fucked! You'll read what he does, my reaction and of course what we say, or think, or moan. And we're both in for a surprise!

I am on my knees on the floor, facing the bed, my laptop in front of me. I am totally nude, as is my fiancé. I am about 5ft, 38C, big round ass, and caramel-colored skin.

"Sweet enough to eat," as my fiancé always says. He gets behind me on his knees, and is slowly running his hands over my back and arms.

"Mmm, that feels so good!" I say.

He leans in and finds that one spot on my neck that makes me cringe and begins sucking and licking. I'm squirming, very hard to type.

"Mmm, I can't type when you do that!" I moan. I can feel him smile on my neck.

His hands slide around to my breasts. He's got my nipples between his fingers, rolling them, sending me into a wave of pleasure!

"MMMMMM, yeah, ooooh!" More moaning.

My nipples are highly sensitive! Played with just the right way, they can send me into orgasm! My hips are pumping against him as he continues to manipulate my nipples and suckle my neck. I can feel him getting hard.

My man is 7.5 inches long and 1.5 inches around. Not big, but big enough for me! He's tall, 6'1," dark skinned, hair such a dark brown it's nearly black, and so thick, just amazing to run my fingers through. And his eyes, such a deep, rich, chocolate brown. His lips are so warm and wet on my neck. I can feel my pussy getting wet as he rolls my nipples between his fingers.

"Ooooooooo, yeah, please, I need more," I moan again!

Leaving one hand on my nipple, his other hand makes it's way down. Using his knees, he spreads my legs. Feeling his fingers on my shaven lips, I shudder. One finger dips in to find my clit.

"OH, oh yeah, yes!" As he rubs me I am grinding against his hand, pleading, "Ooo yeah, baby, more, please, oh god, more!"

I can feel a wave of heat radiate from deep within shooting down to my pussy. I can feel something running down my thigh. Is it his hand? Am I that wet? OH God, I AM that wet! My neck, my nipple and my clit, the 3 areas that can make me cum so hard, so fast!

Suddenly he stops rubbing my clit, "NO, please, I need more," I all but cry!

Smiling, he stops kissing my neck and comes in for a kiss. WOW! What a kiss. Our tongues twisted, hot and wet, tasting, giving, taking, demanding more. He's on my neck again. His hand slides closer to my pussy, spreading my lips he rubs his hand up and down, a finger on either side of my clit.

"Oh god, it's SO hard to type. Please, let me stop. I'm SO wet! Please!" I am begging, I need more, I can't type!

"You promised, if you stop, so do I!" He grins as he rubs my clit. Shuddering in ecstacy I agree to continue. Please forgive me if my typing is not perfect. He knows exactly how to please me and is amazingly adept at it.

The hand on my clit slides down and a finger slides into my hot, wet box.

"Uuhhh, oh, yeah, oooyeah." I am moaning, I stop to gather myself so I can type again. I feel his dick pressing into my ass. I stop typing to spread my cheeks so he can slide between them.

"OH yeah! right there!" I am grinding on him, his cockhead pushing on my opening.

"Not yet, I'm not ready," he tells me. He removes his hand from my breast and getting on the side of me, places it on my ass. Sliding it down towards my pussy, I feel another finger slide in.

I stop and close my eyes, "Ooo, yeah, yeah, oh, just like that," I am moaning.

He stops. I open my eyes and type again. One finger slides out of my pussy, then slides over my ass. I can feel him rubbing the opening with his finger, wet from my pussy juice. I stop and spread my ass again. He kisses me deeply again and slowly fingers my ass. I break the kiss, out of breath, and type.

My ass is very tight. We've never gone all the way back there, but I love his finger in it, and his cockhead rubbing on it. It's so sensitive and feels so "FUCK ME" good! I stop to kiss him again.

Now type..his finger from one hand is slowly fucking my pussy and a finger from the other hand is playing with the opening of my ass. On the bed is the bottle of anal gel that will numb me so it won't hurt as bad. Removing his fingers from my openings, he opens the bottle and puts a glob on his finger. I stop typing to spread again.

"Ooh, that's cold!" I jump a bit as he touches me. He rubs it on, then places his other hand on my pussy and slips a finger in again.

"MMM," I'm moaning.

Adjusting so he can suck on a nipple while I type is not easy. I resort to typing with one hand. Feeling such pleasure, I barely notice that he's now got his finger about a 1/2 inch in my ass and is circling the opening with it. Now that I feel it, WOW!

"Yeah, baby, put 2 fingers in my pussy, please." (he does) "Oh yeah, fuck me, fuck my pussy and my ass baby. Oooh yeah, aawwwhh," I'm in ecstacy!

I'm moaning, I'm grinding into his hands, and I stop typing to enjoy it. Using my free hand I grab his dripping cock and rub the head. He moans. I use my one hand to type slowly all that just happened. I lick the pre-cum off my hand as he watches.

He leans in and whispers, "I want to fuck your ass while you type about it!"

I stop typing in shock! "You can't be serious!," I reply.

"Come on, you love it when I finger you, you get off and have the hardest orgasms. Let me, please?" He cajoles. 

He's still fucking my pussy with his fingers, and my ass too, and it feels SO good, "Oh baby, ooo, yeah, like that, yeah, yeah," I'm moaning and loving the feel of it.

"Mmm, you really want to fuck my ass," I ask, moaning in pleasure as he fucks away?

"I'm ready to explode just thinking about sliding my dick into that super tight little hole," he groans in my ear! "I promise to go slow and easy...unless you beg for fast and hard," he says wickedly. He knows I like to be fucked good and hard in my pussy.

I agree. I won't be saying if I stop or not anymore, I'll just type. Makes it easier on you the reader and me the one being fucked! <grin>

I've still got 3 fingers in my holes, still loving it. As the finger in my ass slides out, so do the ones in my pussy. Grabbing the bottle of gel again, he puts a big glob on 2 fingers. I spread my ass ready for the cold. As he rubs it in, he slides one finger in again, bending it at the knuckle, wiggling it like a worm, back and forth, up and down, as he fucks my ass in and out.

"Oh, oh, yeah baby, oh yeah, yeah, uuhh, uuhh," I'm moanig, panting.

He pulls out of my ass. Fucks my pussy a few times with his 2 fingers then slides up to rub my clit.

"Aahh, yeah, yeah, oooo, mmmmmmmmm, yes, more!" I'm begging, moaning.

He knows I like it a little on the rough side, not too much, just a little. And he loves to see my round ass shake when he spanks me. I feel the slap, hard and solid on the underside of my ass. I squeal, "Yeah, again, more baby!"

He's rubbing my clit between 2 fingers as he spanks my ass, slow, hard, loud slaps! After 6 good slaps on each cheek, he dips his fingers back into my pussy. I'm dripping juices down my thighs. His hand slides to my ass, rubbing where he just spanked me.

I spread, "Please, try me again," I plead.

Fucking my pussy, he uses the other hand to slowly put in one finger, and fuck my ass. He slides it all the way in (not small hands on my man, long, thick fingers!)

"Yeah, oh yeah, fuck me baby, please," I cry!

Fucking my ass slowly at first, then faster, I feel him keeping time with both hands, in and out at the same time.

"Oh God, aawwhh, baby, oooohh, aaww, yeah, yeah, more, please, more!" I'm moaning loudly. Begging, pleading.

I feel a second finger slide in, feel a slight burn, "Aawwhh, ooww, no, ooww, please, aaahhh, oooohh, ooooo, mmmmmmmmmmm!"

It hurts, but the hurt isn't too bad. It's actually starting to feel, really good, oh god! uummm, I'm gonna cum!

"Baby, I'm gonna cum, oh god, oh oh oh" I'm panting, moaning. He's fucking 4 fingers into me, 2 in my pussy and 2 in my ass, oh god I'm so full!

"Yeah, cum baby, cum. you like that don't you, you like your ass fucked fast and hard. cum baby, cum while I fuck your ass!" He's talking dirty to me, egging me on.

I can't take it, the feel, the words, oh god, "OH GOD! fuck yeah, oh yea!" I cum, feeling my juices erupt from my pussy, I'm shuddering, I can't stop. WOW! OH WOW! He's still fucking me! Oh GOD! He's putting a third finger in my ass! oh god! And a third in my pussy!

"Stop, oh god! stop, please!" Holy shit that hurts! Oh god, oh fuck! I'm still cumming, I can't stop, the pain, the pleasure, oh god! It's so good, I need more! I gotta feel his dick in my ass, oh god I have to be fucked!

"No, I'm not stopping, keep cumming," he tells me.

He rubs my clit to get me close again, "I gotta stretch your ass so my dick will fit. You need more talk? Want me to tell you how tight your little ass is? huh, wanna hear how I'm gonna stretch it with my big dick?" He slides his fingers back into my pussy.

"Oooohhh, yeah, ooooooooo, uuuuhhhh, yeah, fuck me, oh fuck me, aaawwwwhh, ooww, oh, faster, yeah, fuck my pussy hard and fast, please!" I'm begging, pleading, moaning.

Getting behind me, I feel him between my legs. I spread my ass and wait. He keeps fucking my ass with his fingers. It feels SO fucking good!

His hand that was in my pussy is holding his dick, as he pulls his fingers out of my ass, he slides his dick in.

"OOOOOohhhhh, yeah, yeah, fuck me baby, fuck my ass! Faster, baby, hard deep fucks!" Where the hell did that come from?! Oh man does that feel good, I'm getting fucked up the ass for the first time and I love it! OH WOW! Yeah!

"Harder! Fuck my ass hard, slamm into me! NOW!"

He starts pumping faster, harder, oh god, it hurts, it feels good, it's so wierd! I suddenly spy my toy on the bed. Hhmmm...

I grab my dildo that's on the bed and hand it to my fiancé. Slowing down his strokes, he reaches around and he slides my toy over my clit.

"MMMM," now that feels good! Now it slides up my pussy...now my toy is 8 inches long and 2 inches wide, it's my big blue! It stretches me everytime. I'm SO wet, and so hot. He get's it in all the way, the balls rubing my clit. OH MY GOD! I'm SO sore, so full, oh god!

"Oh my god, oh yeah, oh god baby it hurts, it's so big, oh god! oh yeah, fuck my ass, my pussy, yeah, yeah, I'm so close!" I'm cumming, screaming, "Yeah, oh, oh, oh, yeah, uh, fuck me, fuck me!"

My ass is full of 7 inches and my pussy has 8...oh god, I've got 15 inches of dick in me! And I'm being stretched 3.5 inches! Holy Shit! And I'm fucking loving it! OH YEAH! yeah, uh, oh, oh, oh no, I feel it, I'm ready to cum again!

"AAWWwhhh, yeah, oh, oh, oh, faster, fuck me hard! I'm cumming now, fuck me hard," I'm screaming into my orgasm!

"Yeah, cum for me baby, fuck my dick with your ass, squeeze me, oh yeah, uuunnngghhhh, oh fuck, here I come, oohhhhhh,uuunnnnhngghhghgh!" He's groaning, almost yelling as he shoots cum up my ass!

OH god, he just exploded in my ass! WOW! Hot, sticky cum in my ass. Oh wow! OW! He's pulling out. He's still fucking my pussy with the toy, oh god, here comes another one, 

"Yeah, oh yeah, oh oh oh, fuck I'm cumming again!"

"Yeah baby, do it, cum again, fuck this cock, fuck it hard!" He speaks into my ear, then suckles my neck as he keeps pumping it in and out, faster, harder.

As I'm still riding the wave of that cum, he pulls out my toy and starts to put it in my ass!

"NO, please, it's too big, please, no!" I'm begging, pleading, I know it'll hurt!

He puts more gel on it and gets the head in my ass as I spread. It's not so bad, cold, sting, stretch, awh, the head is in. ooohhh, it feels nice, oh yeah, yeah, 

"Yeah baby, slow, yeah, that feels good."

"Good, I'll go slow, but your gonna fuck the whole toy baby, I know you can do it. That ass was made for fucking! Big round caramel globes, perfect for spanking! Yeah, I think you need another spanking, you like ass fucking so much. You're a bad girl, you need a spanking!"

The head of big blue is in my ass. Another inch goes in, then slides out all the way. I'm empty. *SLAP*! 

"OAWH!" I jump and squeeze my ass tight! *SLAP*! on the other cheek. He checks my pussy with his fingers, it's soaked!

"I told you you're a bad girl, you loved those slaps so much you're pussy's dripping! Now let's fuck you with big blue! He'll fix you right up. You won't be able to fuck for a week!"

He puts big blue in my ass that I just squeezed shut. It hurts, it stings, mmmm, oh, it's getting better, slow, yeah, ooh yeah.

"Yeah, fuck me, go slow baby, but fuck me, I want it so bad!" I feel the toy moving in, deeper, slowly. An inch at a time, deeper, deeper, oh god it's so big! It's filling me so full! He pushes it deeper. Soon all 8 inches are in and the balls are on my pussy. He leaves it there, doesn't move it. Oh god, oh, oh, oh, no, no, no. I feel another wave of pleasure begin from deep within me, it's shooting into my pussy, and into my ass!

"Oooohhh, yeah, I'm cumming, oh god, oh god, aawwhh, uunh, uuhh, uuhh, please, please, oh god, please!" I'm begging! Why? What do I want.

"Ready to feel it move baby? Wanna be fucked," he asks me?

"Oh god yes! PLEASE! Fuck me! NOW!!!!"

I feel it start to move. He slides it out just barely then pushes it back in deep, then out a bit more, then in deep again. A few more times, and now it's half way out and all the way in. He's rubbing my clit with his fingers. OH YEAH! oh, yes, here I cum again!

"Baby, I'm cumming, I'm cumming again, oh, yeah, yeah, uh, uh, uh," I'm panting, shuddering. Finally he's fucking me faster and harder. All the way out, all the way in! My juices are dripping down my leg.

I'm screaming, "Fuck, yeah, fuck me, baby, fuck me, yes, yes, oh yeah, oh, uh, uh, again, I'm cumming again! Aaahhhh, ahh, uuhh, uhh!" I'm shuddering, my legs feel like jelly, shaking. He still pumps away, slowly slowing down, oh man, oh wow.

As he pulls big blue from my ass I'm ready to collapse. NO, now what! OH GOD, he's eating my pussy, he's licking my clit, I look down and see him, watching me. His hot breath, hotter tongue. I can't take it!

"MMMMMMMMMMMMM, oh yeah, yeah, ooooooooo yyyeeaahh! OH, again, oh my god, again! Uh, uh, uh" Panting, weak, oh god, no more!

Getting behind me, my fiancé aims his dick at my well soaked pussy and slips in and fucks me good and hard til he cums. I can't type anymore, too weak, need rest.

***WOW, I fucked her good! She's passed out on the floor, my cum dripping out of her pussy and her ass! Her nipples are red from all my pinching, and they're still hard. This dare was a good thing! I finally got to fuck her ass! And MAN what an ass! SO TIGHT! But I stretched it Good! <GRIN> She'll be sore for a week! Hope you enjoyed it, I sure as hell did!



First Time and Caught!



This story involves many parts of my wife' s and my fantasies that I took into my own hands recently. A little about us, Tina and I have been together for over 10 years. We consider out life to be of the normal working couple with two wonderful kids. Tina, while only five feet tall, has a personality that is bigger than life, as is her sex drive! Being of native American descent, Tina has dark features, deep brown eyes, and long, thick darn brown hair. Tina has a wonderful hot pussy, and gorgeous round ass that is wonderfully tight! 

I am the average looking guy with average looks, how I landed Tina I don't know! Just the sight of Tina makes my cock grow to its full rock hard length of seven inches. I stand six feet one inch tall and have light brown hair and eyes. 

So one night while playing with each other, I told Tina of one of my fantasies. I have jacked off many times and really wanted to be with another man. Her reaction was not what I expected, just the opposite as we had some amazingly hot sex that night. Tina seemed to really get into the idea of another man in our sex life. She would ask if I wanted to suck cock, and my reply of yes resulted in a deep guttural moan and an orgasm that nearly squeezed the life out of my cock. But what was strange nothing was said after that night. I didn't bring the subject up because Tina did not mention it either. As life would have things, time slipped away and we did not speak of it again. 

As time went on, my desire grew, and I still jerked off to thoughts of my wife, but the thoughts would also include another man. The desire grew and I soon found myself on the Internet, looking for gay or bi sites and like minded men in my area. I chatted with some but was disappointed with many fakes and weirdos. 

Tina had announced that she wanted to go see relatives, and leave first light Saturday morning, and would be back late Sunday. So as I left for work she and the kids loaded up, and was off for the weekend. That Saturday was very hot, and I decided to quit work early and go home and relax some. I started with a shower, then lounged in my favorite chair in our bedroom naked as became quite horny. Soon my hand was stroking my cock, teasing myself with short strokes to the sensitive underside of my purplish head. My other hand wondered south, and slid past my balls and I planted my middle finger at the entrance to my ass. I had gotten very good at teasing my self like this and could stretch the feeling out for what seemed like an eternity. 

At times I would get the glass dildo we had bought for Tina, as she loved ass play, and used it for my own ass play! Deciding that this afternoon was on of those times, I got the glass toy of the the bag of tricks we had, along with some lube. I tried something new this time, I positioned the toy upright on the bed and knelt next to it as if it were a real cock with a real guy. I licked the length the shaft, first with the tip of my tongue on the up stroke, swirled the head like it was an ice cream cone. I had my eyes closed and imagined looking up as I sucked this toy cock into my mouth, to see the guys eyes roll back as he moaned. I got used to the sized and length of the glass dildo, and soon was feeling it deep in my throat, Bobbing up and down on it, sucking and licking it faster and faster. I soon realized that my cock was twitching with hardness. I pulled the toy out of my mouth and while still on all fours, I reached over my back with my left hand and put the head of it to my ass, and pushed hard. It popped in on the first try, and I was now looking up between my legs as my cock bouncing around as I fucked my own ass. 

Thinking of how it would feel to have a guys hands on my hips, and another man's balls slapping against me as he gave me a good pounding. I was so hot, saying under my fast breath things like, "come on fuck my ass, pound me, fuck me and cum in me. I was lost in my fantasy. With the toy making full length strokes in and out of my ass, I started to stroke my cock with the other and lost control within seconds. I must have slammed the toy home deep into my ass just as I came, because I was shuddering with ecstasy. My cock felt twice its normal size and I felt my ass expanding and contracting around the glass toy that invaded it. I stayed in that position, with my ass high in the air, until I finally rolled over and dozed off to sleep.

I woke later to a growling stomach and smile on my face. I had really let go of myself and thoroughly enjoyed it. Getting off the bed, and nearly stumbling as my legs regained their strength, I headed off to the shower again. A good hot shower, with a smile still on my face, I dressed, I left the house to find something to eat. I didn't feel like the normal places that Tina and I frequented so I drove and came upon a nice bar. I found the end of the bar and ordered a drink and looked at the menu. 

The place seemed nice and was busy for a early Saturday evening. The stool next to me was open and I was enjoying the music watching the flow of people coming and going. Soon the stool was taken by a nice looking guy about my age and we struck up a conversation. He was new in town and couldn't stand being at his place another night by himself. Eric was his name and I introduced myself as Dan. It turns out he and I do similar work, and we spoke for a long time. I invited him back to the house to play some pool and more drinks.

Arriving at the house, I showed him around, and when Eric saw the pool in the back yard, he asked if he could take a dip. I said sure and went into the bedroom to retrieve some swim shorts for him. I did not realized that he was right behind me. I found a pair of shorts and turned to go out of the room to find Eric in his boxers! I tried not to let my eyes stare but I kept looking down at his package then back up to his face. I kept looking up and down his body. He was on the average side of athletic like myself, with less hair. I was now staring at his package as was surprised to see the head of his cock slide out though the boxers. Eric asked if I was going to join him for a swim, and I could not come up with words but just nodded yes. I watched as Eric pushed his boxers to the floor, but I just stood motionless. I regained myself and was undressing and now I caught him stealing glances at my package. I did try to hide my growing cock as I turned away from Eric. 

I grabbed another pair of shorts from the dresser, and as I leaned down to step into them I felt a presence behind me. Turning quickly, I was met with Eric up close to my face. He looked down to see my cock pointing straight at his cock as if ready to duel. He reached up with his left hand and pulled my face to his and our mouths locked together. I body went rigid for a second then as his tongue entered my mouth and started to dance with mine, I started to melt. His hand kept me in the same position, but I did not want to move. I pulled back to catch my breath and Eric now had both hands on my shoulders and mine were on his hips. I looked at him and knew that he wanted me to sink to my knees.

I bent down some and dragged my tongue across his chest to his left nipple. I circled it with my tongue then covered it with my whole mouth and sucked hard. Eric let out a moan and whispered, yes! I trailed my right hand down his leg and stared back up the inside. I was shaking with nerves and desire. I felt his sack, his balls felt bigger than mine, and very heavy. I moved my hand to one side of his crotch to motion him to spread his legs some and he complied. I then slide my tongue to his other nipple not wanting to let it go with some attention. I continue to bring my hand up and now had his cock in the palm of my hand. this was all new to me and so thrilling. I felt his heat and weight of his pulsing cock. I rubbed the end of his cock with my thumb and Eric moaned again. 

I started to bend my knees and wrapped my hand around his cock. I let go of Eric's nipple and licked and sucked my way south toward his cock. I knew what I wanted. I wanted to feel this man's cock in my mouth, to feel it grow, and heat up in my mouth. I wanted him to feed me his cock and then fuck my mouth with it. But Eric stopped my progress and guided us to the bed. I followed his movements and we got into a sixty nine. I was trying to savor the moment, the first cock to enter my mouth. 

My head was spinning, and I was actually salivating. I started with the tip of his head and lick the hole, which brought out some precum. As I licked the precum, I started to suck more of his head into my mouth. As I got more of his cock into my mouth, the easier it was and soon his cock was pushing against my tonsils. I slowly came up from the base and used a lot of saliva to get his cock nice and wet. Soon I was bobbing up and down on his knob like a pro. I would use suction for a while then press my tongue against the underside of cock. I held the base to hold Eric's cock up, and swirled my tongue around the underside of the head. 

I was getting just as good as I was getting, as I started to rock on top of Eric's chest back and forth. Each thrust would pull his cock out of my mouth but shove it deep down his throat. The reverse happened as he thrust me forward onto his cock. I started to get daring, and moved my right hand down in between his ball sack and Eric's inner leg. That must have been a signal to Eric, as he spread his legs wide apart. That gave me a great view of his ass as it flexed open then closed. I pulled Eric's cock out of my mouth long enough to wet my index finger and slide his cock right back in the my hot mouth. 

I was not sure of my next move but I gently placed the wet finger at his ass and moved it around in light circles. Eric responded with a cock that swelled even more in my mouth. Eric took his mouth off my cock and started to say something under his hard panting. As I continued teasing his ass with my finger I didn't miss a beat with my mouth. Still bobbing up and down sucking and licking like a person gone cock crazy. I kept the circles up but applied pressure and worked the tip of my finger into his ass. 

Eric stopped me by putting his hand on my shoulder and pulling up to him. I slide off his body and turn to be face to face with him. My cock was aching and throbbing from his oral attention. Eric looked straight at me and as told me bluntly that he wanted to fuck my ass and blow his load deep into me. I was shocked but my cock betrayed me by bouncing even more and now was on his leg. Eric reached down and gave it a good squeeze and told me not to touch it and not to move. It was odd that he had control of me, but I was willing also. Eric got off the bed and stood beside it and reached for my legs. Pulling me towards him and up so that my ass was wide open and I supported my back with my arms underneath. Eric spread my legs and held them wide as he dipped his head and stuck out his tongue and stabbed my ass with it. 

It felt so hot and wet and so nasty. I looked at him and saw only the top of his head and felt his hot breath on my ass. His nose buried in the hair of my ball sack. With some effort he opened up my ass and drove in his tongue. I knew what he was doing and I was all for it. I steadied myself with one had and searched the pillows for the lube I had used earlier. Finding it I told Eric to use it as I wanted something bigger than his tongue up my ass and that I wanted it now.

Eric opened the lube and put a generous amount on my asshole and the surrounding area, and some on my cock. I still held myself up for him, but Eric took control of my legs again, and lowered my ass to the bed and then bent my legs back to my chest to expose my pucker hole to him. I wrapped my arms around my legs and he guided his cock to my asshole. It felt so big and hot, and with steady pressure I soon felt a slight pop and Eric announced that I had take the head of his cock up my ass. It was not painful, but I guess that was partly due to my earlier activities with the glass toy. With in moments I felt his hairy sack rest against me and I felt the whole length of this man's cock deep in my ass. 

I felt so full and hot and nasty. I gripped by tightening my asshole around his shaft as he began to pull out. I didn't want the pleasure to end, but Eric pulled out only about half way and then sank his cock deep again. I tried to lean up and watch but Eric said that I need to just stay there and take his cock. He began a good rhythm of pounding his hard cock deep into me and feeling his balls, and hearing them slap against my ass was a huge turn on. The feeling of my ass being stretched then the fullness of his cock in my canal was amazing. 

I was really into his fucking, and urging him on by saying things like fuck me, don't stop, pound me use my ass to make yourself cum, make me sore tomorrow. I was breathing so heavy and lost in this daze of ecstasy that I must have just about cut off Eric's cock when I saw movement in the corner of my eye. Turning to see Tina at the door way. I froze. That didn't bother Eric as he kept pounding my ass. Looking at her face I could read many expressions, but looking down her body to see her shorts unbuttoned and her right hand inside her thongs, I knew this scene she was looking at turned her on!

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Please be kind with comments, as this is my first story. I hope you like it, and maybe I will continue the story. 



First Time and First Mate



Looking back I realize now that I had lived quite a sheltered life up until I was out of college. Having very religious, professional and successful parents had been contributing factors in addition to my quiet, shy demeanor. Needless to say, at almost 23 I was still a virgin. Oh there had been opportunities, but they just never seemed right with boys my own age. All of that clumsy fumbling, lack of foreplay and then they want to just fuck me? No thank you. Maybe my standards were too high, but I wanted my first time to be mind blowing with someone who knew their way around a woman's body. Unbeknownst to me, the summer after I graduated college was going to change my life.

I was home for the summer and was concentrating all my efforts on landing a full time job so I could utilize my new accounting degree and find an apartment in the Tampa, FL area and finally be on my own. My parents, being the social butterflies that they are, decided I needed a graduation party. Since most of my close friends lived near the out of state college I attended, I was not too thrilled at this prospect especially since I knew my mother would try to set me up with one of her friends' sons. But I figured at the very least, I would have a few cocktails and get a few nice gifts.

The next Saturday, after helping my parents prepare for the party, I went upstairs to get dressed. I decided on a strapless peach cocktail dress and a pair of gold-tone slip on strappy heels. I stole a glance at myself in my full length mirror and all in all was very pleased. The dress and the shoes went nicely with my tanned, toned small frame and my long dark wavy hair. The color accentuated my hazel eyes as well as my average but pert breasts. I was feeling pretty sexy as I descended the stairs to the living room. I walked through the house to the pool area where most of the guests had congregated. It was a beautiful early summer evening in Florida. The breeze off the bay and onto the lanai was warm and familiar.

"Nicole, there you are!" my mother shouted, causing everyone to turn in my direction.

"Hi everyone thanks so much for coming!" I responded, as enthusiastically as possible. "Let me just get a glass of wine from the bar and I'll be around to talk to everyone." As I was waiting for my Pinot Grigio there was a tap on my shoulder.

"Nicole? It's me... Craig. You remember, right? You and your Mom and Dad came out on my boat a few years ago on the Fourth of July."

Not only did I remember him but I was also pleasantly surprised to see him. I remember having a huge crush on him during my late teens as he exuded confidence and always seemed to know what he wanted. 

"How could I forget? That was the most awesome boat! And you gave me a sailing lesson to boot. How's your girlfriend Kim?" I couldn't help myself from asking and I still can't believe I asked him about his girlfriend...what was happening to me? I know now exactly what was happening...to my own surprise, I was so attracted to this older man. I didn't know how old he was exactly but he was my father's age, making him around 50. Nevertheless, his tall stature and piercing blue eyes had me hooked. Had I not known what a sweet man he was, I probably would have been very intimidated and oddly enough, that made him sexier.

"It's a long story that I won't bore you with now, but we're still close friends. Anyway, congratulations on graduating from college! You look beautiful by the way."

"Thank you Craig, that's very sweet!" I responded while blushing, and trying not to seem like a totally inexperienced idiot. "Do you still get out on the boat?" 

"From time to time, I've been extremely busy meeting a design deadline the past couple of weeks, but now that you've brought it up, I am going to make the time to take her out again. Hey, would you care to join me?"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing! Was he actually asking me out or was he planning on having a bunch of people join him and I was just an afterthought? Regardless, without even thinking I answered, "Yes, I would love that. I've been busy myself job hunting and would love to relax out on the water."

"Great, how about Wednesday?" Craig asked. 

Wednesday seemed to take forever to arrive, but I spent the time fantasizing about Craig and I being alone. The problem with fantasies though, is that real life often doesn't even come close. Oh well, I had thought, the worst that could happen is that I spend a relaxing day on a beautiful 40 foot sailboat out in the Gulf of Mexico.

That Wednesday I arrived at the marina to find Craig aboard the boat in just a pair of white shorts, checking the boat's engine and battery. 

"Nicole! You're right on time. Ready to get outta here?" he asked as he offered me his hand and brought me onto the boat.

"Ay ay captain. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Craig smiled wickedly and replied "Not now, just relax and make yourself at home. Maybe later you can help me sail."

So I sprawled out on one of the luxurious built in couches on the deck, as Craig maneuvered the boat from the marina and through the pass into open waters. The sun felt wonderfully warm on my skin as there was still coolness out on the water. I took off my cutoff shorts and tank top so I could work on my tan revealing my tiny white and black tiger print bikini. Then I closed my eyes and reveled in the sultriness of the sea and the salty air. When I opened my eyes, I was startled to see that Craig was standing over me with drinks in hand.

"Oh, I'm sorry; I think I got a little too comfortable." I said.

"No, don't be. I'm so glad you feel relaxed and comfortable with me." He replied. "I brought us some wine. We're about five miles from shore and we're anchored. I have to admit though I was watching you doze. "You know Nicole, you've grown into a beautiful woman." He said as he sat down next to me. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't VERY attracted to you."

As I sat up to sip my wine I said "I was kind of hoping you felt that way because I hoped we would be alone on your boat today." I then looked away, embarrassed by my bold behavior. Just then Craig moved a little closer and ever so gently lifted my chin up to kiss me. His lips were very soft as he just barely touched mine and then seeing that I didn't resist, he got bolder and searched for my tongue. I couldn't help but respond by moaning softly and exploring every inch of his mouth. His hard on was very apparent as it throbbed against my leg and after kissing him for what seemed like forever, he started to untie my bikini top. 

"Wait!" I said.

"What's wrong? We're miles from shore so there's no need to worry about getting caught in the middle of the ocean." Craig said.

"No no, I don't think you understand Craig. You need to know something before we go any further. Um, I'm still a virgin."

Craig then smiled and said "Wow, I wasn't expecting that! But I have to admit it turns me on even more." And he went back to kissing me and untying my bikini top. My nipples were rock hard and aching to be touched. Being out on the ocean alone with this man that I hardly knew was both titillating and terrifying. Nevertheless, it made me so wet. Craig broke away from the kiss and started licking his way down to my engorged breasts. As he circled his tongue around each of my nipples, he said "I really want this to be a day to remember and your first time to be unforgettable. I want you to know you can trust me. Do you?"

I was so aroused that all I could say was "Yes Craig, I trust you". And in one frenzied motion he scooped me up in his arms and then stood me up and had me pinned up against the main mast. He used my bikini top of all things to tie my hands over my head and to the pole. Then he just stood back and stared at me helpless and writhing in fear and anticipation. At that point he removed his shorts and his boxers which only made me wiggle some more. His whole body was tanned and taught and his cock stood beautifully at attention.

"Please Craig, please untie me."

"Just trust me." He said. And with that he came towards me, and started caressing my breasts, cupping them in each hand and then sucking them equally. I almost came just from that and heard my soft moans escalate but he said "Oh no, not yet" as he knelt down, slid my bikini bottoms off and started kissing my inner thighs. It took my breath away. He inched higher and higher with his tongue until he was spreading open my clean shaven pussy lips and darting his tongue around my clit. 

"Please." I kept moaning as my head swayed from side to side as I was writhing my hips to meet his mouth.

"Please, what Nicole?"

"Please don't stop!" I cried. So he teased me a little more until I was begging him to lick my clit. Craig must have sensed that I was not going to last much longer so he started dragging his tongue up and down my clit and then circled the tip until I was moaning and breathless and pushing my hips to meet his glorious tongue. I came so hard my legs almost gave out, but that didn't stop Craig. He stood up and kissed me long and hard letting me get a taste of my own juices all the while playing with my nipples again. I was still tied up and helpless to stop him which only intensified my desire.

Craig then whispered in my ear, "I want to fuck you Nicole; I want to fuck you until you are begging me for more."

"Craig, I want..." but I hesitated, breathless as he was now fingering my clit.

"What do you want?" he whispered.

Summoning up the courage I said "I want your cock inside me."

"Then I'd better untie you, because I want to feel every inch of you when I'm fucking you." He quickly untied my hands and led me to the couch where he turned me around and was now behind me so he could expertly play with both my breasts and my clit. I put both my hands on the top of the couch as he guided his cock to the entrance of my pussy.

"You're so wet, and so ready for my cock aren't you?" he whispered as he gently started pushing inside me. I felt a slight twinge of pain but I was so hot for him I didn't care and pushed against him so he was all the way inside me. He filled me up completely and I couldn't help but moan as he slowly started to move his cock in and out of me. 

The sensation of his cock inside me was unlike any other, and rivaled what I'd imagined in my own fantasies. I placed my leg on the couch so he could get deeper and cried out "Harder, fuck me harder!" So Craig obediently placed his hands on my hips and got to work driving into me deeper and deeper. I felt another orgasm slowly building and met him with each thrust until I cried out "Please don't stop, fuck me!" as I came violently. 

A few strokes afterward, Craig's breathing became labored and he was pounding me even harder than before. He let out a loud groan before he came and then he went very still. We were both now drenched in sweat and trying to catch our breath. He pulled out of me and I could feel his come running down my leg. And then as he pulled my head back to kiss me he said "You know, you can be my first mate anytime you like."

In the following weeks, Craig and I would often rendezvous on his sailboat, a magical vessel with which l had become intimately acquainted. He was my little secret and my parents never found out about us. That summer proved to be a sexual awakening for me. Had I known sex could be so incredible I would have lost my virginity a long time ago. But then again, I don't think that my first time would have been so mind blowing. It was definitely worth the wait!



First Time and I'll Be Back



For my first time, I wanted a firm fucking, not hugging or kissing or getting to know each other, just sex. It finally happened a couple of weeks ago after I'd just turned 22 . I'd been searching online for ages, but first-timer is usually taken to mean no-show. The only offers I got were for gentle kissing/touching or pretty extreme domination/forcing fantasies. Neither appealed right then, so I lied. I wasn't a virgin, I'd had a couple of fucks (in honesty, I'd sucked one cock in a toilets at university. Having a cock in my mouth was fantastic, but I mustn't have been any good since he quickly wanked himself onto the floor and left. I was disappointed, so I decided to ignore it). 

After changing my profile, I started to get more of the interest I was after. I wasn't choosing by their faces or bodies, but by their cocks. I eventually heard from a 45 year old guy with a perfect cock that looked pretty thick and slightly longer than others on the site. We arranged to meet at his place one morning a couple of days later. 

The days dragged and that morning I was nervous as hell. My dick tingled and twitched with excitement. Then I realised, this guy was expecting someone who knew what they were doing! He might lunge straight into my ass! I took some lube to the bathroom, put a little on my index finger and rubbed it around my asshole, pressing against the tight little opening. I added some more lube and slowly slid my finger in, rubbing all around as far as I could reach. I knelt down on the cool floor tiles and leaned forwards. I squirted more lube on two fingers and pushed them in, opening the small hole. I slid my fingers in and out, thinking of the fucking I was hungry for. More lube and I had three fingers pumping in and out of my ass. I rested my head on my arm with my ass high in the air, my fingers plunging into my hole, stretching the tight ring wider. I lifted my head and the tip of my hard cock bumped onto the cold tiles, leaving a sticky, shiny mess of precum. My hips jerked backwards in surprise, forcing my fingers in up to the knuckles. I bounced forwards and back, stabbing the cold floor then engulfing my fingers. I stopped as I felt my cum start to rise in my balls and froze 'til I'd calmed down. I couldn't cum now, I needed to be desperately horny or I might chicken out. I cleaned myself up, got dressed and left for the train station. 

The train took about half an hour. I was sure everyone could see how nervous I was and the tent that grew in my trousers. When I arrived he was waiting for me by his car. He was about my height, short hair too, but stocky and showed an enormous grin on his shaved face as he looked up and down my slim frame. 

"It's not far to mine," he said as we got into his small car. "You look nervous." 

"Yeah, not done this many times," I half-lied. On the way, he chatted about his favourite football team, I have no interest in it, but you tend to pick up a few things about it when so many people love it. 

We got to his house, a small terrace in an average street, and he let us in. 

"Relax, a drink might help," he said, while pointing me to the sofa. He poured a couple of shots. In my nervousness I gulped it down and started coughing. 

"Easy," he chuckled. "You're really on edge, aren't you? How about another?" He brought two more and sat down beside me, his bulge straining in his trousers. I couldn't take my eyes off it, unsure how to ask for its release. He rubbed his hand on his crotch and I looked up guiltily. 

"Want to check if my pictures were accurate?" he winked. "Corny line, I know, but..." he trailed off. To my relief, he took my opening mouth for a yes. He undid his zip and slowly pulled out his hardening cock. It was pretty big, about six inches long and two fingers thick, its slight downward curve hinting at its full size. It quivered, slowly continuing to straighten and grow while my nervousness boiled into desperate lust. I leaned forward and wrapped my hand around the very warm shaft. I knew I wanted this cock. I bent further and gently licked the tip. He took a deep breath and put a hand on top of my head. I licked my lips and took the head of his cock into my mouth, rolling my tongue around it as it kept swelling. The large, smooth head tasted clean as I started sucking. I bobbed my head up and down, trying to get as much in my mouth as I could, his hand pushing gently. I was on my side lying across the sofa, hardly the best position for this. I lifted my head up and squeezed his now very large and scary cock. 

"Wow, that's big," I breathed. "I really need this inside me." Pushing me back, he stood up and dropped his clothes. I yanked mine off and followed him to a bedroom, where he sat on the edge of the bed with his legs apart. 

"Get over here and suck my cock before I fuck you," he growled. I crawled between his legs and looked up at his massive cock. It had grown to about seven inches and was nearly three fingers wide, while the head was wider and an angry red. I gently cupped his heavy balls and ran my tongue around the slit on his cockhead. I rubbed my lips and tongue around and down his cock 'til I reached his balls, which I rolled around with my tongue. He groaned and I quickly took his cock in my mouth and started sucking hard with my hands pumping the shaft. He grabbed my head and started thrusting into my mouth. Every time he pulled outwards, I washed my tongue around his cockhead, tasting his salty, sticky precum. His thrusts became stronger, hitting the back of my throat, making me gag and pull away. 

"Sorry," he gasped. "Guess you don't want my cum down your throat, do you?" 

"No, I want my ass fucked by this monster," I grinned, reaching out to feel its size again. He pulled me up by my arm and pushed me forwards over a chest of drawers. He put one hand on my back and reached into a drawer with the other. Still holding me down, he ripped open a condom with his teeth and rolled it over his cock. He took out some lube, poured it all over his cock and squirted some straight on my asshole. He pressed harder on my back and rubbed his cock between my cheeks. My heart raced as fear and aching lust filled my belly. He stopped with his cock touching the small hole. He held still, taunting me, driving me wild. He was in charge, wanting me to beg for the fucking he was about to give me. I moaned and raised my ass, pushing against the tip of his cock, entering only by millimeters. I tried to lean back, desperate to be filled and used. Finally he pushed forward, straining against my sphincter, stabbing at the tight opening. I remembered what I'd read, I relaxed and pushed down. There was an explosion of pain as his massive, mushroom shaped head lurched into me and stopped just inside my ass. I jerked and jumped, trying to get used to the tearing, stretching feeling, but he still held me down. The brief pain faded and my jerking turned into rocking onto him. He pushed forward, filling me up then easing back, spreading lube as he went. A few thrusts forced more of his cock into my ass and I felt like I was being ripped in half. 

"God," I grunted, "How much more is there?" 

"Couple more inches," he gasped and shoved the full length of his thick cock deep into my asshole. The air was knocked out of me as a deep, growling groan. I was full and felt like he had split me in two, his cock poking into my stomach. He slowly pulled out leaving me hollow and empty. He carefully pushed his full length back into me a few times then began a slow, firm pace. His cock was rubbing and hitting places I'd never realised about. I felt precum drip from my cock, strings of it splashing cold on my legs. As I gasped and grunted loudly, he built up an urgent and rapid pounding. His cock slipped out of my ass, sending a tremble through me. He slammed straight back up to the base of his cock, stretching me all over again and hitting every spot inside me. 

"Yes! Fuck me like that," I panted. He grunted back and started pulling out and shoving back in with every stroke. I was full, then torn open and forced full again. I heard my heart thundering in my chest. I felt the cool air on my ass as his hips moved back, the cold surface under my chest and arms, pressed against me by the hot hand on my back. I felt his thighs slap on my ass and his balls bounce against me as he slammed deep into me. I couldn't take much of this. My balls began to churn and I sprayed ropes of cum onto the side of the drawers and the floor. My ass squeezed tightly on his cock, sending him over the edge, spraying cum inside me. He spread my asscheeks apart and shoved as deep as he could, his spasming cock dumping cum as deep as it could reach. I ground my ass back, taking all of his cock, pushing more spurts of cum from my dick onto the floor. He pulled his shrinking cock out of my ass. 

I fell on the bed, rolled onto my back with my knees up and started wanking my cock as fast as I could. I loved that he was watching me desperately yanking myself on my back, exposing my open, fucked asshole. I felt the churning of a second orgasm and a few seconds later, a third. Small drops of cum ran over my hand and landed on my stomach. I heard a small tearing noise and a few moments later, my knees were lifted up to my chest. I reached down and touched the new condom on his re-hardened cock before throwing my arms over my head, ready for another fucking. He rested his cock on my loose asshole for a second then roughly forced it full into my ass. 

Through half-closed eyes, I watched him stare down at me as he pounded my well used asshole, focussed only on emptying more cum. He didn't care who I was or if I wanted more, I was there to please his cock and take it all. I was a slut, his slut, and I loved it.