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House Sitting

By: Samantha



My husband's friend was going to be out of town for a weekend softball tournament and said that we could spend the weekend at his house... My husband jumped on the opportunity... He emailed me all week about things we where going to do... Since we both work together and see each other we like to play games... Like we are other people... His email started out that he had his friends place and wanted to know did I want to come out and play... mine back to him was I would be glad to be alone with him for the weekend.

After all the teasing back and forth, Friday rolls around and he leaves work early and goes to his friends house to get things ready for the loving make ahead... I will tell you this; his cock stayed swollen in his tight jeans and made me real wet... And at work when I get wet my chair gets wet spots... damn that can be embarrassing.

While he is gone I sit and fantasize about what is going to talk place this weekend... Makes it hard to work... I took and changed my cloths before he returned to pick me up... I put on one of his favorite see threw shirts that buttons up the front, So when we are driving around in the MG Convertible, he just loves it when I start flashing people. When he got back to work I was sitting at my desk with my finger rubbing my clit under my desk... umm... I was so hot... I just smiled up at him as he walked by, he turned back as he went threw the door to his office and had the most devious smile on his face... I had a feeling that I was in for a big surprise...

The ride to his friend's house is only about 15 minutes from where we work... So, even before we walked out the door I had reached up and unbutton two of the buttons on my shirt... Gary loves for me to flash my tits... He was sitting in the car waiting on me to walk out and get in the car... by the time I reach the car I had unbutton the rest of the buttons on my shirt and let it just hang open...

When I leaned over to open the door and get in I flashed him a great big smile and said " Going My Way Mister?"

"I need a ride to a friends house."

He smiled back at me and said sure I can give you a ride... (That smile melted me!) So, I opened the door and jump in the car and leaned forward and took my shirt off before we got out of the parking lot...

He turned and said "Want some candy little girl...smiling... Oh yea Mister I sure do..." As we drove down the street I turned on some blues and really got in the mood... the next thing I know we are driving out the freeway out of town... He said it really turned him on watching me flash the other driver. That just turned me on more, so I really got into showing them off... every time a truck drive would start to pass us Gary would make sure that they had to pass on my side of the car... and of course they would slow down and watch me play with my nipples rolling them between my fingers. Licking my fingers and sliding them inside my shorts playing with my now soaking wet pussy... looking at Gary the whole time, the trucker trying to stay on the road. And seeing Gary's rock hard cock in his now tight shorts... oh man I want to suck on that... I told him that is time to turn around and get to the base camp for the weekend.

By the time we turned around and headed back I was hot and wet the sun shining down on my bare breast felt so good it made my nipples hard and erect... We pulled off the main road and head to the weekend love nest... I was playing with myself and when we pulled into the driveway the garage door opened and we pulled in... I got out of the car and before I got to the door going into the house I had lost my shorts. And by the time I got the TV turned on and tuned in to the Adult channels Gary was right behind me naked... He comes up to me and looked into my eyes and said "I am going to keep you naked and horny all weekend. You will only get to wear what I want you to wear when we leave the house."

I looked him right back in the eyes and said, "If I have to be naked all weekend so do you, babe, and if you think your are going to keep me horny all weekend, then my quest is to keep your cock standing straight, hard and steel all weekend."

He looked at me and said "go for it babe, I love it when you tease me and make me hard..."

It started out really nice because there were no interruptions. I started by calling in a pizza so all we had to do is watch some really hot fuck flicks... The next thing I know Gary is lying in the floor with his cock so hard I could smell it... I love the smell of precum... I couldn't help but stare... then I came up from behind him sliding my naked hot body up to his, pressing firm against him so he could feel every part of my nakedness. Kissing him softly on his shoulders my hair running across his back then kissing his neck, breathing heavily talking nasty in his ear telling exactly what he wanted to hear... Then I moved my way around so I could turn him over to his back and then I moved myself between his legs and lower my hot wet lips down to kiss his rock hard cock hmmm. I took my tongue and slowly guided it around the head of his throbbing cock... Licking the clear, slick precum and running it up and down the truck of his massive hardon... man it makes it so slick...and it tastes so good. I was so involved with sucking Gary's cock I didn't hear the doorbell ring...

Gary said, "Looks like the pizza is here. Are you going to answer the door"? I stood up and reach for my robe, Gary said, "no, no I don't think so sweetie" "You don't need that"! So I smiled and reach for a towel to wrap around my hips and went to the door... the look on the pizza guys face was one of disbelief. There I stood holding the door open for him to handing me the pizza with a big smile on my face. I turned around to take the pizza in and bump into Gary's hard dick; it was like running into a steel pole. I back up and turn around and looked down and the pizza guy was sporting a big old woody too. I didn't think we would ever get rid of him...

and then Gary said " the money is on the bar come on in...I didn't say a word I just followed him and the pizza guy followed me...Gary sat down with a big grin on his face and said "Honey, don't forget his tip"

The guy smile and said "Her pretty tits are tip enough for me." So I walked him to the door and smile and as he went out the door he brushed against my now erect nipples... I turn around and said, "Have a nice night"

"bye". I turned around to see Gary sitting in the big overstuff arm chair holding his hot rod in his hand slowly stroking it and smiling. I smile and said "let's eat" turned and went to the bar. Secretly smiling...

We sat talking about what had just happen and the possibilities, we both laughed and said "What kind of takeout do we want tomorrow night" After we ate our pizza I decided to go for a swim... all that talk about sex with the pizza guy and seeing how hard Gary's dick got I need to cool down. Man was the water warm more like a nice bath ... you women know all about warm baths ...made me want to fuck right there in the pool... I was swimming the length of the pool when Gary came out to join me. I swam over to the edge of the pool and pulled myself up just enough for him to get a real good look at my tits.

He reached down to touch them and I pushed off the side of the pool floating on my back. Teasing him while he sit on the side. Swimming under water, coming up in between his legs and lifting myself up to take and suck just a bit on the head and then disappearing back onto the water and pulling him in with me. I took and move him to the end of the pool where the seat for the jets is. It is perfect for him to sit on the side and me on the seat and lean into him and give him head. Hmmm He leaned back with his arm to his back and had the most pleased look on his face. I raised up and notice that the neighbor was standing at the fence.

At first this kinda bothered me, but the more I thought about it the more excited I got. The more excited I got the more intensely I worked on Gary's hard cock. I pulled myself up to Gary's neck and whispered in his ear we have an audience ... He laid me face down on a float so that he could see my shaven mound and buried his face in my hot wet pussy. Man I was hot, he pulled me to the end of the float and spread my legs so he could get to my wet hot pussy and started to work his magic on my pussy... man he was driving me crazy... I turn my head and said please I want to feel that hard hot cock in my wet pussy, please! The next thing I felt sent me over the edge... The motion of the water moving over my ass as he was fucking me was unbelievable...!

As we fucked in the pool we were very aware of the neighbor watching through his fence...but he had no clue that we knew he was watching... Now every time we go over to his house I think about fucking in the pool... And that was just the first night...

After fucking on the float in the pool we went in the house and laid down in front of the TV watching skin flicks we drifted off to sleep ... I am not sure what time is was when the moaning and groaning from the TV woke me up... I turned and looked over my shoulder at Gary only to see his rock hard cock pumping into his hand while he was laying there watching me sleep and watching the two guys fucking this one girl on the TV...

As I looked at him pumping his dick like that and seeing the precum on the tip and round down the back of the shaft ... I couldn't stand it so I started moving my hands slowly and precisely over my hot steaming body... damm this makes me so hot... watching him and playing with myself... I moved one of my hands down to the inside of my right thigh ... then tracing my body with one finger and then two... moving them to my mouth slowly sucking them... like I was sucking his cock head. As I did this he squeezed his cock to keep himself under his control...after sucking on my fingers and getting them good and wet I took my other hand and spread my hot pussy lips so he would have the best possible view as I stuck my dripping fingers just to the opening making sure not to penetrate.

Teasing myself slowly at first and then I arch my back and stuck them about half way in... A small gasp of air departed from my lips and made a slight moan this sent chills all over my body. I could tell he was really close to going right to the edge. I got up on my hands and knees and crawled up in between his legs...as I looked up at him, he held his now red and swollen, vein popping cock up so it was sticking straight up... I raised myself up and lowered myself down oh so slowly, so I could feel it sliding in my pussy. I could feel it bulging against the hot muscles in my pussy. I could feel my pussy suck it all the way grinding my hips so hard I could feel it hit bottom.

Leaning forward, with my hands on his chest I began raising myself so my pussy lips where sucking on the head of his hard rod. I said to him "Man I can feel my pussy smacking at it"

"mmmm"

"that is great"

"oh my". He just laid there and groaned in a low sultry murmur. I could tell he was on the brink of eruption and I slowly started milking him with my pussy. Grabbing his cock at the base and hold on to it while sliding it slowly out and ramming it back. Picking up the pace and reaching around, I started rubbing his balls and my ass at the same time sent both went of us over the edge...cuming together, falling in love all over again... then we snuggled up to each other and drifted off into a deep sleep.

I can't wait to tell you about the next day...

House Sitting



It was a perfect situation, my apartment complex was being rewired and painted during the same two weeks that my friend Steve and his wife Holly were going on vacation so they let me "house sit" for them.

Basically they were letting me stay at their place while mine was being worked on, but I would be taking care of their three dogs so they didn't have to worry about putting them in a kennel or having someone come over to feed them every day.

My normal routine is to just come home from work and crash on the couch to watch a little TV, but there's always that desire when you're at someone else's house to snoop around a little bit and see what you can find.

When I got home from work the first day that Steve and Holly were gone I tried and tried to resist the temptation to snoop around, and I'm kind of proud of how successful I was. I'd gotten home at 5:30 and it wasn't until after 9:00 that I started snooping.

The first night I searched their living room, I know it isn't the best place to hide anything as it is a highly used room, but I didn't want to invade their privacy fully right away because I still felt a little guilty about doing it.

I didn't find anything very interesting in their living room so the second night I decided to try their bedroom.

The bedroom is a logical place to hide things. Usually only the people that sleep there spend good amounts of time in there.

First I went through Steve's dresser. He was my best friend; I felt I owed it to him to search his stuff first. Nothing interesting turned up so I moved to Holly's dresser.

Holly is absolutely gorgeous; she's probably five foot eight before she puts on heels. She works out all the time and has a great body. She's got long auburn hair, large breasts, a great ass, and super long legs. She always dresses sexy, usually in very short skirts or shorts that show off the full length of her gorgeous legs.

I had always been attracted to her and if I thought I'd had a chance with her I'd have tried to go after her even though she was married to my best friend.

I opened the top drawer of her dresser and I found myself in some 12 year old boy's wet dream. Bras, panties, garter belts, and other lingerie in all the colors of the rainbow were sitting in the drawer.

My hands were trembling as I reached down to make first contact with the articles of clothing that covered her most intimate places. Even though they were clean I could not help myself from lifting a pair of her panties to my nose and inhaling their aroma.

I carefully looked through the rest of the drawer and in the back on the bottom of the drawer I found a vibrator. I looked upon it with envy imagining the places it had been. I could not resist licking it. There was no detectable taste so it had obviously been well washed after it was last used.

I replaced the vibrator where I had found it and moved on to search the rest of the dresser. There was nothing else in the dresser that came close to the vibrator so I opened the closet door and began looking in there.

I easily found some of the outfits that Holly wore that I found really sexy. I assumed that she had the rest with her on their trip. Above the hanging rod there was a shelf that was loaded with boxes. One by one I pulled the boxes down and looked through their contents. There were pictures, paperwork, some keep sake type stuff, but the box on the far end was different.

When I pulled the lid off of that box I found that it contained four photo albums and seven video tapes. Nothing was labeled so I pulled out the first photo album and flipped the cover open.

I nearly fell over backwards.

The entire page was filled by a large photo of Holly wearing some very sexy lingerie. I quickly flipped through the pages and found that they were in order as she posed in her lingerie and then as she removed it and posed without it. About half way through the first album a new set of photos in a different lingerie outfit started.

I flipped through the first album then pulled out the second. It too started with Holly in lingerie and proceeded to show her undressing, but when she was undressed she took the vibrator that I had found in the drawer and used it on her pussy.

Again there was a second set of photos starting about half way through, and again Holly started off wearing lingerie and stripped it off. This time however there were also photos of her with a cock in her mouth, and in her pussy. The man fucking her had taken the pictures, and I assumed that it was Steve, but I couldn't be sure.

I pulled out the third album and knew that it wasn't Steve's cock in front of Holly's face on the first page because Steve is white and the cock was long, thick, and very black.

Page after page showed Holly having sex with a black man, it filled the entire album, the last page was a close up of her spreading her pussy open taken from between the black man's legs. His large cock was hanging in from the top of the picture, but the thing that I focused on in the picture was the trail of cum running out of Holly's pussy. Not that I have a problem with interracial sex, but she's a married woman and she had taken another man's seed in her womb, it just happened to be that the man was black.

I was still a little astonished by what I had seen in the previous album so it took me a minute to realize what I was seeing on the first page of the fourth and final album.

The first picture in that album showed Holly in lingerie standing between three guys, Steve's father John, his brother Jeff, and his brother Mark. All three of them were completely naked and everyone was smiling.

The next few pages showed Holly on her knees sucking off her father and two brothers in law while stroking the cocks of the other two.

Then the guys undressed her and each took a turn fucking her by themselves and then she took all three of them at once.

The last few pages showed as each of the three guys shot his load on Holly's face, and the last page showed a close up of Holly's smiling face while the cum of her father and two brothers in law ran into her eyes and down her chin.

With the photo albums exhausted I turned my attention to the video tapes, if the photo albums recorded still images of Holly being a wanton slut then perhaps the videos in the same box were videos of the same events or of other similar occurrences.

I popped the first video into the VCR and hit play. Sure enough Steve and Holly's bedroom came on the screen and Holly stepped into view wearing the lingerie that she'd worn in the first set of photos.

I could hear as Steve directed her on how to pose and what to do. Holly moved around and undressed and after posing naked for awhile, the whole thing took about half an hour, the screen went blank for a few seconds and then a second scene started.

Holly was wearing the second outfit that had been in the first album. For about forty minutes she posed as she undressed, then again the screen went blank.

A third scene came on and it appeared to be the first set from the second album, and I knew that it was when she pulled out the vibrator and I watched as she pleasured herself with it for an hour and twenty minutes. 

Again the screen went blank, this time for more than just a few seconds. The three scenes had taken a total of two and a half hours so I thought the tape might be over, but as I was getting up to switch to the next tape a fourth scene started. It was the scene where Holly was fucked by the man that I had assumed was Steve in the photo album. It turns out I was right. For an hour and a half I watched as they fucked in numerous positions seeming to get more and more turned on as they went along.

The tape had now been running for four hours but I wasn't surprised that there was another scene. What surprised me was that it wasn't a scene that had been in the photo albums.

They were in a small room that I didn't recognize. I assume it was some sort of sex club because there was a hole in each of the side walls of the narrow room. Soon there was a cock sticking through each hole and Holly began sucking and stroking them. At Steve's encouragement she positioned herself so that she could get one cock in her pussy and one in her mouth and she could rock forward and back on them to fuck herself.

She made both of the unknown guys cum and they were both quickly replaced by two more.

It wasn't one continuous scene, it appeared to be footage from several trips to that location, but there were nearly four hours of Holly sucking and fucking dozens of cocks of men that she could not see and that could not see her.

The first tape finally ended after using up nearly all of its eight hours of useable time. I'd watched every second of it and it was now pretty late. There were six more tapes, and I had plenty of more time to watch them before Steve and Holly got back so I went to bed.

On my way to the house after work I stopped off to buy some blank video tapes so that I could set up another VCR to make copies, there was no way that I was going to leave that house without copies of my very own.

The second tape contained six scenes that were all a little over an hour long, each scene showed Steve and Holly having sex in a different room in their house.

The third tape was pretty much the same thing, but they were in hotels, which made me wonder if they were shooting another scene for that tape at that particular moment.

The fourth tape had the scene with the black man from the third photo album on it. Holly spent three hours fucking that man. There were three more scenes each with a man of a different race. There was an Asian man, a Hispanic man, and a guy from India.


The fifth tape had the scene where Holly took on Steve's father and two brothers at the same time, but it also had individual scenes with all three of them.

The sixth tape was an all lesbian tape of Holly enjoying other women. The last two scenes on that tape showed Holly having sex with Steve's sister Nicole and his mom Vicky.

The seventh tape was four scenes that were each two hours in length. Each scene was a threesome involving Holly. One was Holly with two guys, one was Holly with two girls, one was Holly with a couple, and the last one was with Holly and both of Steve's parents

After watching 56 hours of Holly having sex with all of these people I had to have her too, but how to do it? If I confronted them with the tapes they'd know I'd gone snooping and be mad at me. If I just hinted around it might take awhile before anything happened.

After making all of my copies I carefully put everything back in the box and put the box back in the closet just as it had been when I found it. 

Steve has a really comfortable recliner in his den so I went in there to watch one of the tapes and relax while I thought about how to get them to let me fuck Holly.

There was already a tape in the VCR so I hit eject and found that it wasn't labeled and I began thinking that it might be another tape like the ones in the box.

I put it back in and hit play and I knew I'd found my ticket to having sex with Holly. Steve had left a tape in his VCR and it showed Holly on her hands and knees on the bed with a cock in her mouth and a cock in her pussy. The one in her mouth belonged to Steve's father John, the one in her pussy belonged to her own father William.

I wasn't overly shocked that she was having sex with her own father, with all the things I'd seen her do on the other tapes nothing would have shocked me too much.

I watched this new tape all the way through and found that there was a one on one scene between her and her father, a scene with her and her mother Susan, and one of Holly with both of her parents.

I still had a few days to perfect my plan before they got home so I made sure that I had all of the details covered.

They got home on Saturday and I was waiting for them. My apartment wasn't quite ready any way so I didn't really have anywhere else to go.

They weren't surprised to see me, and started telling me all about their trip. I noticed right away that one of the bags they had with them was the bag for their video camera. We talked about their trip for a few hours and ordered some pizza for dinner. 

After we'd eaten I told them that I had something to discuss with them.

I popped in the tape that I'd found in the den and hit play. Neither one of them was overly upset that I had seen the tape though Holly did blush quite a bit as she knew I'd seen her have sex with her father and both of her own parents. She did not know that I had seen much more than that.

Steve finally stood up, shut off the TV and looked me right in the eye. He asked me what I intended to do now that I'd discovered the tape.

I could see the worried look in his eye; I think he honestly thought I was going to blackmail them for money.

I just smiled and told him that if he was willing to share his wife with his own father and with both her mother and father then he should be more than willing to share her with his best friend.

Steve who had been nervously been staring at the floor awaiting my answer looked up at me and asked me to repeat what I'd said.

I said that if he would let Holly fuck his father and her own parents then he should be willing to let his best friend fuck her too.

Holly asked if I was serious and after assuring both of them that I was they both smiled.

Steve told me that they'd always wondered if I'd be interested in fucking Holly, but had never been able to ask me. They had the impression that I was kind of a prude and they also thought that I would never find out about their wild sex life.

I told them that I'd wanted to fuck Holly since Steve had first introduced me to his new girlfriend; and that until I'd stumbled across the tape that had carelessly been left in the VCR in the den that I'd had no idea about their sex life.

After looking at each other for a few seconds Holly started undressing as she walked my way and Steve reached into the bag and pulled out the video camera.

We filled an 8 hour tape ourselves that night and several more since then.



House Sitting



Dedicated to Clint_Rivers for the story idea... 

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She was a sweet girl, I was worried cause she was only 21, but my wife and I had to go out of town. My wife's family needed her. But after a week there I had to come back. I told my wife to stay longer, her family needed her. I would send the house sitter home and take care of our needs. To go back to work and wait for her to return. Reluctantly my wife agreed. She was torn between her family and me and I just made the choice easier for her.

The journey back home was long and dark, the clouds only adding to the dreary events. The rain splashing on my windshield as I drove home. I couldn't wait for a nice warm shower the softness of my own bed. Not the bumpy, oh my god how do you sleep on this thing, bed. I wanted to make sure I could get a day of rest before returning to work. I had called Sarah, our house sitter, I told her I would be back on Sunday night. I didn't mean to lie to the girl. 

I knew the house sitter wasn't expecting me back until tomorrow morning so I killed the headlights as I pulled up to my house, I didn't want to scare her seeing the late hour. I get out of the car closing the door softly and head up towards the windows by the front door. Peeking in through my front windows, the rain drenching me, I could see her figure from the flashing of the movie she was watching, her sweet form stretched out on the couch. I just had to have a closer look.

I couldn't tell if she was awake but I was caught up in awe of her body. Her breast heaving lightly as she breathed, her skin softly glowing, her hair shining. It was as if she begged to be touched. 

I snuck around the side door so she wouldn't hear me enter. I wanted more time to observe this beautiful creature without disturbing her. Her beautiful body spread out on the couch before me, the flickering of the light from the TV the only light in the room, cast an almost dreamlike setting as I crossed the room to her.

I reached down and caressed her cheek once, she was sleeping so soundly, but I couldn't resist the temptation. She moaned soft in her sleep from my touch. Her moan sending a pulse right through me as I feel my hardness pressing against my pants.

Reluctantly I head upstairs, being sure to step over the fifth step, it likes to creak, and headed upstairs to the shower. I needed a cold one just to relax the throbbing now more than apparent between my legs. I knew she wouldn't hear the shower but I dared not relieve any tension. I savored it. I hurried through my shower wanting to have as much time as I could to observe the slumbering angel named Sarah that lay downstairs on my couch.

Turning off the shower I grab a small towel. I glance in the mirror, the image of me looking back, I can see that even for my age I was not in that bad of shape. My chest was strong, I didn't have a six-pack but I didn't have a belly that bulged out. As the towel traced down my body, I even took note of my strong legs. I wondered if Sarah ever studied me. Would she like what she saw?

Carefully drying off my semi erect manhood and tossing the towel to the side, I slip on my robe. Tying it securely in the front I head down stairs, stepping over that step that creaks.

Lingering in the doorway a moment I look down at her form as she slumbers. Her shirt had ridden up, the flat belly of youth revealed. Slowly I made my way across the room. Standing behind the couch looking down upon her. I took a deep slow breath, afraid to disturb the angel.

My hand tracing along the back of the couch as I move around it, my eyes never leaving her, I make my way to the side of the couch. Before I know it I am tracing along her legs, my hand trailing lightly upon her silken skin, I can feel the throbbing between my legs growing as I reach her shorts, tracing up the rough denim to her hip.

I can't seem to resist her; I am caught in a spell. I kneel down beside the couch and place a kiss upon her exposed belly. My tongue tracing lightly over her belly, her scent filling my nostrils, her taste was so sweet. My hand slowly running up and down her shapely legs.

I freeze a moment as I feel her shifting under me, her legs opening for me. I dare not look up to see her face. I was too entranced and afraid that the spell would be broken. Letting my right hand trace her inner thighs slipping just under her denim shorts. The hidden treasure waiting to be discovered.

No, I would take my time if she would allow it. A soft moan escaped her lips. I froze, had I crossed a line, will she scream? What will she tell my wife? I waited until she settled again, my hand resting high on her inner thigh. Glad that she wore the baggy shorts my hand slid higher, fingers brushing by her smooth wet treasure. Aahh yes she is interested and more than likely faking sleep. I will go along with this masquerade.

Letting my now damp finger trail along the inner part of her thigh, I slide my hand out of her shorts. Standing above her I watch her. Her legs parted and inviting, her breasts heaving, her smooth tummy wanting more kisses. But I hungered for more. I wanted to taste the sweetness of her flower.

Leaning down I gently undo her shorts, first the button, then slowly unzipping her. Allowing the cooler air to slowly tease her body. I can't help but to smile seeing that this little angel is a naughty one. She is not wearing panties. Leaving her shorts open I lean down and place a kiss just above the triangle that points to the greater treasure.

She moans and her hips lean towards my mouth. I knew then I could. The silence still adding to the dreamlike state of everything I tug at her shorts and she lifts her hips releasing the shorts to me. I toss them to the side. Taking her right leg and opening her up slowly, I kneel once again beside the couch. I kiss up her thigh, her scent driving me wild.

My right hand tracing up her inner left thigh, then across her treasure. My fingers teasing the opening, the wetness growing as I slowly spread the flower. Leaning in I give this sweetness a lick. Her and I both moan. The throbbing between my legs knocking constantly at the back of my head. I would just love to slide into her tightness and have my manhood caressed with her juices.

My tongue begins to probe deeper and deeper into her tightness. Her hips thrusting to my mouth, her moans growing louder. My finger slipping into her heat, her wetness tantalizing as my tongue tastes her.

I bite back a groan fighting the urge to plunge deep into her core. Her eyes still closed tightly but her body arching to my mouth, begging for more. Sucking her engorged bud, she cries out in pleasure. Her release quick and wet, the sweetness flooding my tastebuds as her wave finally begins to subside.

Slowly I withdraw my fingers hearing a whimper of protest. Bringing my slick fingers to my mouth I savor her taste again. Her breathing is heavy and labored beneath me, her eyes open, scanning my form before meeting my gaze.

Standing beside the couch, watching her, waiting for her reaction of the situation. She sits up slowly, her head level with my waist as she looks up to me. Both of us too afraid to speak, afraid to break this enchantment that engulfs us.

I nod to her as her small hands untie my robe revealing my naked body beneath. A deep sigh of excitement escapes me as her nails trail down my sides and my thighs. Her long hair tickling close to my flesh, her warm breath teasing me with the possibility of those lips on me.

Her fingers grasping me gently around my shaft, they were so soft they almost reminded me of silk. I could feel the swelling again, the numbing throb that ached for more. Her hands moved delicately over my growing manhood, her stroke gentle. The head tingled and twitched in anticipation. Licking her lips she looks up to me looking for permission. 

I can only nod to her as her tongue flicks the sensitive tip. The warmth quickly replaced with the cool air as her mouth moves from the tip and her hands begin to stroke. Lifting my hardness up she lowers, her tongue stroking up the shaft, her lips still teasing to take me.

A soft groan escapes the back of my throat as she slowly slides my throbbing manhood in her mouth. Her mouth was so warm and wet, her tongue playing along the shaft as she takes me deeper with each stroke.

Her hands grasping me, pumping me with each stroke of her mouth, pushing me closer and closer to edge. Her tongue laps at the edges of the tip, teasing forth my desire, my lust. Her mouth expertly claiming me. She hums softly and I can feel the tingle of sensation sweeping towards her as I erupt. The hot liquid coaxed free by her. 

Yet her mouth remains, suckling each drop from me. Panting I pull from her grasp and that oh so delicious mouth and sit on the couch. The robe still open as she looks to me. Crawling to me she tries to sit on my lap. I smile and shake my head no, as the swelling already begins in anticipation.

Leaning towards her I place a soft kiss on her forehead, my hand resting lightly on the curve of her jaw, then tilting her to me I claim her mouth. That soft, warm lush mouth of hers. Our kiss is electrifying, our bodies re-ignited in desire. With a final lustful nip I break the kiss.

Scooping the panting girl in my arms I stand and kiss her deeply again. Then gently replacing her on the couch, the single small blanket covering her half naked form, I lean down and give her a tender kiss on her cheek only to whisper a soft message in her ear.

"I have all week." With that simple message I turn and leave her to her own desire and head to bed. The torment of wanting her all the more, but I would have her begging before the week was over...



House Sitting



It was hot, and I mean toasting! The weather channel was calling for a low of only seventy eight overnight with the humidity nearly the same. It was a horrible, awful, shitty time for the air conditioning to crap out. Normally I would fix just about anything myself, but in this case there wasn't much I could do with a toasted compressor. 

After a long talk with a good contractor, I elected to update the system to a new heat pump instead of the old electric furnace. Unfortunately that meant that the air handler portion in the attic had to be replaced as well as the outside unit, and I can't really blame the contractor for this, he would only work in that space between five and ten in the morning.

Bottom line? I had been out of AC for three days, and he estimated almost a week yet until the new unit would be here and installed. Part of me wished that my wife was home, instead of off at military training for the next three weeks. She could at least suffer with me.

I had told one of the faculty I teach with at the university how crappy it was without the AC and how lucky he was to be heading off on a cruise with his wife to Alaska the next day. Much to my surprise he invited me to stay at his house while he was gone. "Enjoy the pool and the Jacuzzi!" He said with a slap on my back. "My wife and I certainly aren't going to need it."

"I really can't put you out like that." I said in a feeble protest.

"Come on. You've been over so much you know your way around. I'm sure Jan would insist as well!" He said with a grin.

"Ok. As long as I can find a way to pay you back."

"Tell you what, you were going to check the house and take in the mail and such anyway, why don't you go ahead and mow the lawn for me while we're gone and we'll call it even." He said.

"Ok. If you insist."

We're leaving in late tonight anyway. Why don't you pack your bag and come by for dinner. We can relax a bit after dinner."

"Ok. I'll see you around six then."

"Great!" Dean said with a smile. "I'll let Jan know."

I walked out of Dean's office feeling like I might actually survive the next few days.

It was just past six when I pulled into the drive of their house. Two large incomes make a big difference. Where I have a seventeen hundred square foot ranch home secluded back in the woods, Dean and Jan have a three thousand plus square foot two story home on a large wooded lot in an extremely upscale neighborhood. Their house is tucked back in the wooded lot so that you can only really see one neighbor, with trees on the other three sides, and a six foot privacy fence on the only open side. My wife and I had been coming over and playing cards and hanging out for a couple years now, and I had to admit to being a bit jealous of the space, and the built in Jacuzzi, and the huge pool. But then when your wife makes nearly six figures and you make three quarters of that with no kids to chew it up...

I walked up to the front door and knocked, and Jan came to open it, looking as stunning as always in a pair of micro shorts and a crop top. Jan was maybe five seven or eight, with a slender build and a very pale complexion to go with her auburn hair. I'd seen her in very skimpy bikini's on many occasions, and her freckles extended well down her chest. I'd often wondered just how much of her easily C cup tits had freckles. Every part I had seen surely had. "Hey Mike!" she said coming out and giving me one of her huge full body hugs that she only gave me when my wife wasn't around.

"Hey Jan." I replied, returning the hug with one arm while my other held onto my duffel bag, and hoped that she didn't feel the hardon growing in my pants.

"Dean told me about your air. I'm glad he was able to talk you into staying here till it's fixed. Would have been more fun if we were home though." She said with a chuckle as she pulled away, running a finger down the front of my already bulging pants. "Looks like my little hug got your motor running."

"Um... Yeah. Just like it always does." I said with a bit of a blush.

"You are so cute when you blush like that." She said with a giggle. "Come on in. Dean is almost done grilling."

"Thanks." I answered as she led me into the house.

"So... You're going to stay for a few days till they get your new stuff put in?" She asked as she went to work setting the table.

"Yeah. They said a few days to a week, depending on the weather."

"Well, you'll have plenty of room. Nancy is gone the whole time isn't she?"

"Yeah. She's still in Virginia for another two weeks."

"Oh. Well, you can use the guest room if you want, but you'll probably be a lot more comfortable in the master bedroom. It has TV and everything."

"You sure you want me sleeping in your bed?"

"Ohhhh I'd love to get you sleeping in my bed, but you just won't say yes!" she said with a sly grin. I was never quite sure if she was kidding or serious when she made comments like that, and she only made them when my wife wasn't in earshot, making me wonder all the more.

"I think the guest room will be fine."

"Oh no. I insist. Please use my bed. It's really a lot more comfy." She said as she put the last of the silverware on the table.

"I don't suppose it's going to do any good to argue."

"If you do I'll just lock the guest room door so you have to use my bed. Come on, give a girl a thrill!" she said with one of her common school girl giggles.

"Ok. If you really insist!" I said.

"Good. Now that that's settled, why don't you take Dean a fresh beer!" she said handing me a pair of cold bottles of beer.

"You know I don't drink." I said holding one back out for her. 

"are you going to be a spoil sport? Drink it! I know you have one on special occasions, just call this a special occasion."

"Yes Jan." I said in submission. One thing I had learned in my years with them, there was simply no arguing with Jan when she had her mind made up.

"Hey Dean!" I said as I walked out the patio door to the back patio. It was a pretty sweet layout. The upstairs master bedroom had a set of French doors all along the one wall that opened out onto a deck, which served as a roof over a portion of the patio. The covered portion had lights and ceiling type fans, as well as a number of comfortable chairs and such, and oh yes, the in ground Jacuzzi. Once you stepped out from under the covering, you were in the large back yard. There as a winding coypond/stream with a little water fall on one end, and a build in pool that was almost as big as my three car garage, with a diving board on one end. All around the pool was a fieldstone patio almost six feet wide before it got out into the grass that was as thick as any gulf green. I walked out to the grill on one side of the patio where Dean was busy.

"Here. Jan sent one of these out for you."

"Made you take one too huh?" he asked with a smile.

"Pretty much." I said taking a sip.

"You know her... No point in arguing."

"Yep." I said as he turned the steaks one more time.

"Well, all you need to do is make yourself at home. The only people that should be around at all is the pool girl. She should be here every couple days in the morning. Usually gone after an hour or so.

"Pool girl?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

"Yeah. Not that I don't trust Jan, but hell, can you imagine her with a pool boy around here? I mean he's never get the damn pool clean!" he said with a laugh.

"And she can trust you with a pool girl?" I teased back.

"Well, so far it hasn't been a problem." He answered with a grin.

"I don't know about you." I said as he took the steaks off the grill and put them on a plate. "I mean next thing you're going to tell me is to go have some fun with the pool girl while you're gone. Hell Jan has all but forced me to sleep in your guys bed."

"Not a bad idea. She's a good looking gal. Just make sure to wash the sheets if you get them messy." He joked back.

"Yeah right." I answered as I followed him into the house.

Dinner was excellent, baked beans, steaks, salad and once my beer was gone, lemonade. After dinner they scurried about getting their final packing done while I relaxed out on the patio, enjoying the gentle, but still warm breeze.

After dinner I sat outside and let Jan and Dean finish their packing. It was warm, but there was a gentle breeze that made it comfortable as the sun sunk behind the trees.

"So how would you like to go for a quick swim?" Jan asked as she came out of the house behind me.

"I'm afraid I didn't pack a suit!" I said as she walked up behind me, slowly walking past me. "damn" I mumbled as I saw her in the fading light. She was wearing a suit that was almost non-existent. The suit consisted of a small patch of blue cloth between her legs that may have covered her pussy lips, but none of her cleanly shaven mound, and was held in place by two strings that ran up her front across her perky tits. Her nipples seemed to be covered with two wide spots in the strings. Any questions I had about how far her freckles went, were gone.

"I'll take that as a compliment, but you know, we're all adults here, we really don't need any suits if we don't want them." She said playing with the string going over her right shoulder, allowing her right nipple, pink and extremely hard, to pop out around the side. "oops." She said with a grin as she moved the material over her nipple again.

"Well, you don't hardly have one on to start with. I don't think I've seen that one before." I said, stalling, as my dick grew bigger and I became much more uncomfortable.

"So what do you say?" she asked as she stepped toward me and pulled my hands to stand me up. "Going to come take a dip in me I mean with me?" she whispered.

"And you don't think Dean is going to mind?" I asked nervously.

"Trust me. He's watching and he doesn't mind as long as he's allowed to watch." She said pushing my shirt up, sensing correctly that her body was winning the argument for her.

"Well, it is a bit warm." I answered as she unfastened my shorts and let them slide to the ground.

"I can tell." She said as she knelt down in front of me, pulling my underwear down as she went, my hard dick springing out and nearly slapping her in the face. "Very hot." She whispered as she engulfed my hard dick with her mouth while she untied my boots. 

She helped me remove my shoes and socks and the remains of my shorts and underwear before she stood up. She took my hands and placed them on her shoulders. "your turn." She whispered as she removed her hands from mine.

Against my better judgment, I slipped the little strings off her shoulders, allowing the almost nothing suit to slide to the ground while she grasped my rigid member and stroked it.

"I hope this doesn't mess up our friendship." I said quietly as she pulled me along by my dick out to the pool.

"Oh trust me. I've been wanting to do this for two years. I just had to wait for a chance to do it."

"Why, have you wanted to I mean."

"Oh trust me. Ever since I saw you wet in your swim suit that first time I've wanted to feel your dick inside me." She said as she pulled me back to the pool. She walked down the steps, still using my dick as a handle. She stopped when she was waist deep in the water and I was still standing on the stairs. She turned to face me and leaned forward, her face now at my dick level. "yum" she said just before I watched my hard dick disappear into her mouth. She continued to push down my shaft until her creamy nose reached my pubic hair and then pulled back. "Oh god that's big." She panted as she knelt down in front of me, squeezing her tits against my legs. I watched as she once again pressed her face down my shaft, making me groan in pleasure.

"Much better." She said as she licked and slurped my dick. "You taste damn good. Would you like to taste me?"

"Hell yes." I said, much more turned on than I could remember in a long time.

She stood up and stepped back to the edge of the pool and leaned back, lifting her cute ass up on the edge. "How's this?" she asked as she leaned back and spread her legs high in the air. 

"Oh god... perfect." I muttered as I moved in between her legs and knelt down. I gently licked up between her sopping wet pussy, her tangy wetness quickly replacing the taste of pool water.

"Oh you do that so well. Remind me when we have lots of time to let you lick me all the way off!" she said panting slightly while I licked up her slit and across her clit time after time.

"You don't want me to?" I asked as I pulled my pussy juice covered face from between her legs.

"Oh no. Right now I want that dick in me." She said as she sat back up. She dropped into the water and then climbed the stairs, pulling me by the hand. She pulled me back to one of the lounge chairs by the pool and lay down on her back, lifting and spreading her legs. "Now how about stuffing that fat dick into my hot cunt!" she said huskily.

"You really want it?" I asked as I straddled the chair and moved my dick closer to her wet pussy.

"Oh yes. Please! Stuff me full!" she begged.

I rubbed the head of my dick around her pussy and then gently pushed into her, allowing her tight little hole to expand around me.

"Oh fuck yes. Even better than I imagined!" she groaned as I sunk into her. 

I pulled out slowly and then started back in, easy and slow, enjoying how tight her pussy was around my dick.

"Oh don't tease me! Fuck me hard. I want to feel your dick pumping into me and your balls slapping my bare ass!" In response I slid in hard, making her whole body shake slightly. "Oh yes... Like that!" she practically begged as I stared to bang into her with abandon.

"Oh god. I'm going to cum!" I grunted.

"Good! Give it to me! I want to feel your cum pumping into my hot cunt. Fill my wet tunnel with your cum!" she coaxed as she moved one hand to her clit and began stroking it feverishly.

My body jerked hard, driving my dick hard into her pussy as the first gush of my cum shot deep into her pussy. "OH YES!" she screamed as her body shook, her orgasm triggered by both her flying fingers and my squirting dick. Again and again my body jerked as I pumped shot after shot of hot cum into her, finally reducing to a gentle twitch as she too came down from her climax. She lowered her legs and pulled my ass with her heels, trying to keep my dick in her as long as possible. "OH god that was fantastic. Remind me some time to let you squirt that hot cum all over my body. Would you like that? To see your dick spurting cum all over my freckled titties?"

"Oh god. Are you trying to get me turned on again?" I asked as I tried to catch my breath.

"Ohhhh that is a fun idea. But Dean said I had time for only one."

"Speaking of Dean, are you sure he isn't going to mind me screwing you?" I asked looking around.

"Nope. I'm sure he enjoyed it as much as I did." She replied.

I had no idea of where he was watching from, but I was getting uncomfortable with the thought and withdrew my shrinking rod from her pussy, uncorking a small flood.

"Ohhhh." She said putting her hand over her leaking pussy as if trying to hold it in. "You just relax. I have to go dress for the trip." She got up and practically ran into the house, leaving me to drop into the chair and try to figure out what had just happened.

I had been sitting there for a few minutes and then decided to go ahead and swim a few minutes, if nothing else to clean the smell of sex off of me. I was stroking slowly down the length of the pool when I heard Jan screaming in pleasure. I heard the constant Yes yes yes and I'm cuming! Screaming from her second floor bedroom. I guess that Dean was getting what he wanted as well. It was very confusing.

About fifteen minutes later they came down refreshed and dressed, both of them joining me on the patio, not in the least surprises that I was still naked and not making any attempt to get me to put anything on. These two had some kind of odd relationship.

"So you're going to have a good cruise. We did that one a couple years ago and loved it." I said to Jan

"Oh it sounds so nice. Not as nice as riding your dick, but it should still be fun." She said with a wink. "I know we haven't left yet, but I'm already thinking about being home and getting you to squirt all over me...yummy." She said rubbing her tit through her blouse.

"I really don't understand you two." I said.

"Not much to understand." Dean said. "I watch and then I take a turn."

"And it doesn't bother you to watch someone else screwing your wife?"

"It bothers some guys, but me, it just turns me on more."

"Whatever turns you on." I said with a shrug.

"Trust me. You can do anything you want to my wife, as long as I get to watch it. And if I can't be here, she can record it for me!" 

Now there was a bothersome thought. Being recorded, having a record of my infidelity. "I'm not sure I'd like that one getting back to my wife."

"Oh trust me. It never would." Jan said as a car horn sounded. "oops. Sounds like the limo is here. You have fun while we're gone." Jan said getting up and walking over to kiss me. Her kiss went on for several long seconds, her tongue pressing into my mouth and her hand stroking my dick back to full hardness. "Ohh it's always good to get home from a trip, but I'm really looking forward to it this time!" She whispered after she broke the kiss.

"Take care of the place and try not to do anything I wouldn't do!" Dean called as he headed into the house.

I lounged in on the deck and in the hot tub for a while longer before deciding to call it a night. It had been a very eventful day. I closed up the doors after picking up my clothes and headed upstairs. I walked into the guest room and then thought, what the hell, Jan clearly wanted me to sleep in her bed, so I turned the light back off and headed to the master bedroom. 

The room was large to say the least, with a big soft bed against one wall, and a large dresser with a huge flat screen TV directly across from it. I guess they like to watch TV in bed. One side of the bed was the wall of glass, which was a series of French doors that opened onto the upper deck, with the opposing wall being mostly mirrored. On either side of the mirrors, were the doors to the master bathroom and a large walk-in closet. I walked into the bathroom and was shocked. It was nearly the size of one of the bedrooms in my house. It had a large tub, almost big enough for three or more people at the same time, and a large tile shower stall that you could easily squeeze half a dozen people into. The odd thing about the shower, was that like the windows to the deck, there were no curtains. 

Out of curiosity I dug around in their drawers, quickly finding Jan's underwear drawer. There was a wide array of sexy items, several of which I would practically kill to see her in. After rifling the drawers I looked into the closet. Dean had the usual stuff hanging, but more than three quarters of the closet was Jan's. She had a wide array of items from silk robes to very sensual and sexy dresses. As I worked deeper into the nearly ten foot long closet, I found a number of other items, including a cute little schoolgirl outfit and a chamber maid outfit that was enough to get my dick hard just thinking about how she would look it.

I turned off the light and closed the door, heading for the bed. It wasn't hard to figure out which side was Jan's, it was the side of the bed with a vibrator sitting on the night table. I opened the drawer and found a collection of different toys and lotions. They clearly enjoyed their toys. I climbed onto the bed and turned on the TV, expecting to find a financial channel or such turned on. To my surprise I found a scene of a dark skinned Latin woman with a nicely large pair of tits, leaning back on the bed slowly stroking a large artificial dick in and out of her wet pussy. She seemed to be staring straight at me as if I were in the same room watching her. The quality was damn good, but it had the appearance of a web cam, only with a much higher frame rate that normal web cameras, and instead of a tiny three inch image, this one filled most of the plasma screen. Given my already hard dick and watching her stroking that dong in and out of her wet pussy I was soon stroking my dick in time with her. 




House Sitting



"Ohhh I wish I could see that pussy better!" I said out loud as I reached over to the night table and got a quick squirt of lotion from the bottle sitting by the vibrator. When I turned back she was moving toward the screen, soon sitting on the end of the bed her legs high in the air and her pussy much more visible. As I stroked and she stroked I got more and more turned on. I got a wild hair and picked up the vibrator, and sniffed it, smelling very fresh pussy on it.

"Oh yes!" I groaned as I stroked my dick in time with her moaning and plunging. "God I wish that was my dick stuffed inside you!" I said to the TV.

"Oh yes... Tell me how bad you want to fuck me!" the lady on TV moaned as if on cue. "Tell me how bad you want me to play with my tits!"

"OH yeah. Squeeze them!" I said as she moved her hand to her tit, leaning back against the pillows behind her back a bit farther. "Oh god. I'd love to squirt all over those hot tits and fuck that wet pussy!" I said just before she started shaking.

"OH YES!" she breathed lowly as her body trembled.

"FUCK!" I groaned as my dick erupted, spurting cum into the air and landing on my body. I lay back panting as the lady on the TV did the same. I had no idea where he got this site from, but it was really hot.

I tuned off the TV and headed into the bathroom for a quick shower, washing off my cum and the lotion before flopping into bed and turning off the lights for the night.

****

I was awakened early. The sun shining into the curtainless windows at that early hour eliminated the need for any alarm clock. I got up and walked to the windows and opened one of the French doors and walked outside. It was quite pleasant outside and I sat down in one of the lounge chairs on the deck and closed my eyes, not quite ready to get up to go to work yet. I hadn't been sitting too long when I heard some noise and opened my eyes. There as a young lady walking around the pool, fairly slim, although not overly tall, wearing a t-shirt and cut off shorts. She quickly made her way to the fence between the yards and pulled the skimmer net from the hooks and walked back to the pool. I assumed this was the pool girl. She was quite cute, maybe in her mid twenties, with short brown hair. She started to skim the pool, and kept looking around, as if inspecting or checking for something. I was almost surprised as she put the net down and then skimmed off her shirt and shorts, tossing them onto a chair, leaving her completely naked. I guessed the thought she was alone and no one could see her, which would be accurate if I hadn't been staying there. The only other place that might be able to see was the neighbors house to the left, which had a similar second story balcony that might see into the pool area, like I could see partly into theirs from my seat. 

I watched her work around the pool her full tits wiggling and swinging tantalizingly as she worked. My dick grew more from the sight of her than from my normal morning woody, and I gently stroked it as she worked. After skimming it she walked out of sight, only to come back a few moments later and crouch down next to the edge of the pool. As she squatted to reach the water, her legs spread wide, giving me a great view of her pussy and trimmed bush. She stayed in that position while I stroked my dick and she read the little test strips she dunked into the vials she had drawn. God she was hot, I thought to myself as she looked around the yard again. 

Without warning she sat down and lowered herself into the pool taking a few quick strokes until she was floating in the middle of the pool. She floated there, using one hand to keep herself afloat and the other to stroke up and down her naked body. I really wanted to stand up and see better, but I knew that would ruin the show. 

I watched as she stopped stroking her body and swam to the side, sliding up and out of the water gracefully. She lay back, her legs dangling in the water and began to stroke her pussy. From where I was I could see her fingers disappearing into her pussy, and wished I could use the telescope standing on the deck to zoom in on those fingers. I stroked my dick as she pushed her fingers in and out of her pussy with one hand, and squeezed and pulled her tits with the other. 

"UHhh" I grunted quietly as my dick spurted into the air, my cum landing on my stomach as she squeaked and shook in her own climax. I sat breathing heavily as we both came down from out mutual but separate climaxes. She got up and pulled her t-shirt and shorts on and then disappeared, never realizing that she had been watched and enjoyed.

I got up and took another shower before heading to the kitchen to see what I could find for breakfast. Some toast and milk was easy and quick, and provided what I needed before I headed to work for the day.

****

I came to my temporary home late in the afternoon and decided to take a swim. Unlike the pool girl, I knew who was in the house, and after thinking of her, I stripped off my clothes and dove into the pool complete naked.

I was quite enjoying being naked, floating in the water with my hardened dick sticking up like a periscope when I was shocked into reality by a female voice.

"Hello!" I heard a sweet voice say.

I quickly dropped below water and treaded water looking for the voice, finally locating a nice looking woman, about thirty or so, standing in a tiger striped bikini on the edge of the pool. She was well built, a nice set of maybe D size tits and slim hips, her long blond hair in a pony tail that looked like it went well down her back.

"Um.. Hello!" I replied as I treaded water, wondering how I was going to get out of the pool and to my clothes without showing her everything. 

"Hi' I'm Amy, Jan's neighbor to the back. Our pool is out of service for a while and Jan invited me to use theirs any time I wanted."

"Oh, um sure." I said, still trying to figure out how to extricate myself.

"And you are?"

"Oh sorry... I'm Mike. I'm staying here for a few days while they're gone."

"Oh yeah... She told me a hot guy might be staying for a few days. Good to meet you." She said as she walked around the pool to the diving board. Before I could really say anything more, she walked out on the board and gracefully dove off, gliding under the water and coming up a few feet from me. "Ohhhhh the water is perfect today!" she said with a grin.

"Yes, it is. But...um... I think I should warn you... I mean."

"Let me guess, you didn't think anyone would be around and you don't have a suit on?" She finished with a grin and a twinkle in her eye.

"well, yeah." I admitted sheepishly.

"Oh. That's no problem!" she said before she took a few strong swimming strokes to the shallow end of the pool. She stepped up on the stairs until she was standing with the water about thigh level and turned to face me. "I prefer no suit anyway!" she said a she reached behind her and popped the clasp of her top and quickly pulled it off, letting her large tits swing free. Her hands quickly went to her bottoms and she pushed them down and stepped out of them, tossing them aside on the side of the pool. Her body was firm and well toned without a single tan line on it. Her blond bush was trimmed into a small triangle pointing down to her pussy lips, which she quickly reached between her legs and stroked once before diving back into the water. She glided under the water and came up next to me, her well tanned tits and now hard nipples easily visible in the clear water. "That is so much better." She said with a grin. "When I saw you in here I was hoping you wouldn't mind if I took my suit off."

"No, I don't mind at all." I said, trying not to stare at her tits as she floated up, the two mounds making little islands only inches from me.

"That's good. I love to be naked, only problem is it makes me really horny."

"Oh?"

"Uh huh. Looked like it did you too. I saw your dick sticking up like a flagpole."

"Um... how long were you there?"

"Long enough to make sure I didn't startle you too badly, and long enough to think that it would be fun to get fucked by that dick."

"What about your husband?" I asked, seeing the ring on her finger.

"Oh he won't mind. He's out of town for a few days." She said with a grin. "Now. I love to swim, but I really love to fuck!" she said dropping from her floating position to tread water directly in front of me. She took a big breath and sunk under water. 

I had no idea what she was up to until I felt a warm mouth replace the feeling of water around my dick. I felt her head bob several times up and down my dick before she released it and popped up to the surface again.

"Oh yeah. Great dick." She said taking a few big breaths before disappearing again. 

I couldn't help but groan as my dick grew bigger with her attentions and the situation. Three times she went under and sucked my dick.

"Ok... now that I got it all primed, how about a good fuck now?"

"You are direct aren't you?" I asked.

"Hell, at our age you have to be if you want any fun." She said with a grin. "Come on!" she said as she stroked over to the stairs.

She climbed the stairs and stood bent over with the water just below pussy level and just lapping at her nipples as I swam over behind her.

I rolled onto my back and lifted my face between her bent legs, licking her spread pussy several times before I pulled myself up under her farther. She lifted her chest a bit and then lowered her hanging tits to my face, allowing me to suck each nipple in turn, rolling and tugging them with my mouth.

"Ohhh I like that too." She said quietly as I worked her large tits. "But I know a much more comfortable way to do this!"

"Ok. Lead on!" I said, releasing her nipple from my mouth.

She climbed from the water and waited for me to join her. She led me to one of the chairs on the patio and flipped the back so it was all the way down. She helped me lay down with my legs hanging off the end and then stood over me, lowering her tits to my face as she straddled the chair. "Oh yes. Much better!" She cooed as she reached between her legs and began to rub my dick around her wet lips. "Ohhhhhhh" she moaned as she pushed her wet pussy down my shaft, her hot tunnel enveloping me with its silky wetness. "This is perfect." She moaned as she began to stroke her pussy up and down my shaft while I sucked and squeezed her tits. 

"Oh yes. That's it. Suck them." She said as she rode up and down my dick, my hips humping up to meet her strokes. "I can feel you growing fatter. Cum in my hot pussy... Make me explode with you!" she groaned as she rode me. I reached down with one hand and found her exposed clit, rubbing it with the back of my fingers as she stroked up and down my shaft. "OH YES!" she squeaked as she rode both my dick and fingers, my mouth sucking one nipple and my other hand squeezing the other.

"UHHHH YES.... OH YES Now CUM NOW!" she pleaded breathlessly as she rode me, her body beginning to tremble. Her urging and coaxing combined with her pussy practically vibrating around my dick pushed me over the brink and my body jerked, pumping a huge shot of cum into her pussy.

"YES!" she hissed as her whole body shook, her pussy slamming down and grinding against my fingers and dick while my body jerked and spurted more cum into her.

After what felt like an hour, she moved her knees onto the chair, keeping me buried in her pussy, and lifting her chest so her nipples were just out of reach of my face. "Damn you are good. I wouldn't mind fucking your brains out all night!" she growled as she dipped her chest to tease my lips with her nipples, pulling them away teasingly each time I tried to lick or suck one.

"I'm not sure if that's a good idea."

"Why not? Jan isn't home, you have the place to yourself."

"I'm not sure it's a good idea, I mean it's not my house."

"Trust me, Jan would get a kick out of knowing that you got laid in her bed."

"How did you know I was sleeping in her bed."

"Oh I got my ways... now how about we go get a shower and then I'll cook you some good food, and if you get horny, since we'll be naked, you can just stick your dick in me any time you want. The more you tease me and the more I tease you, the bigger the next one will be!"

"What do I have to lose?" I asked.

"good!" she said climbing off me and unleashing a flood of cum from her pussy. "Oh what nice load! God I love getting filled with cum!" she said with a grin as she held out a hand to help me up. 

I let her lead, and she took me into the house and up the stairs as if she exactly where she were going. "Been up here before?" I asked her.

"Oh yeah. I've been up here with Jan quite a few times." She said as she led me to the shower stall.

"I take it as more than neighbors?" I asked, wondering aloud if Jan and she went both ways.

"Of course silly!" she said as she adjusted the water and pulled me into the warm spray. "I told you we were best friends. Does that bother you?"

Surprisingly it didn't. "No." I said simply.

"Good." She said as she pulled my face to hers, kissing me deeply, her tongue sticking deep inside my mouth, searching out my tongue. Without breaking the kiss she found the liquid soap and squirted some over both our bodies. I felt her hands rubbing the slick liquid around on me, and I quickly reciprocated, quickly getting both of us lathered up. She wiggled her body around against mine, grinding her tits into my body and rubbing her soapy thighs against my quickly growing dick. "ohhhh nice." She murmured as she slid a hand down between us. "I'm glad to see you're easy to get turned back on!"

"I take it you're already turned back on?"

"Oh sweety! I'm never not turned on. You can take me as many ways and times as you want and I won't tell you to stop!" she said as he pulled my hand down to between her legs. "I just love to get off and the more times you can make that happen, the happier I am!"

"Oh?" I asked as I slipped a finger along her set slit while she stepped her legs apart.

"Oh yeah. Tongues, fingers, dicks, toys... anything you feel like trying!" she said, her voice going up several octaves as I slipped a finger into her wet pussy. "Oh yeah... do it, make me cum again!" she panted as I stroked my finger in and out of her pussy, rubbing the palm of my hand on her mound and exposed clit. "Oh god! Oh god oh god!" she squeaked as her body trembled in my arms. She pulled herself tight to me and ground her tits into my chest. "OHHHHHH YES!" she squealed as her body jerked several times convulsively. "Ohhhhhhh" she groaned as the tenseness drained from her body, replaced with a satisfied wiggle against mine.

"You sure did come quickly." I said somewhat surprises.

"That's because you did a good job." She said grinning, pulling us under the water to rinse. She undid the tie in her hair and let the water rinse the chlorine from it, flowing down to the middle of her back."Now how about some dinner?" she asked after her hair was well rinsed.

"Sure what did you have in mind?"

"I don't know, let's see what they left you to eat." She said turning the water off. "Do you want to dry off or just run around the house naked and wet?"

"We should probably dry off, but I get the feeling you've run around naked and wet before." I said as she pulled me out of the shower toward the door.

"Uh huh... lot's more fun to be wet." She giggled as she pulled me down the stairs and into the kitchen. "So let's see what we have to eat!" she said as she moved around the kitchen taking every opportunity to bend over and push her bare pussy out at me. "Do you like pasta?"

"Sure, whatever you'd like to make." I answered simply.

"Ohhhh I know what to make then." She said with a grin.

I sat for a while in a stool at the kitchen counter, watching her work. She had browned some chicken breast and had it heating in a white sauce while she had fetuchini cooking, and was busy tearing lettuce for a salad. I had to admit that watching her tits sway and wiggle as she moved had kept my dick hard, along with her periodic trips by to give it a quick suck. I decided it was time for me to get into the act, and I got out of my stool while she was bent over in the refrigerator looking for something. I stepped behind her and put my hands on her hips so I didn't startle her and pressed my rigid cock against her exposed pussy.

"You want a piece of sausage with dinner?" I asked her as I pressed into her wet tunnel.

"Ohhh I can always handle that piece." She said wiggling her ass around as I slid in. When I had hit all the way in I drew slowly out, allowing my head to pop clear of her pussy.

"Well, maybe you can have more later." I said stepping back.

"Ohhhhh yes. Tease me! I love it!" she giggled as she moved back to the counter..

"Well, maybe I should then." I said stepping behind her and wrapping my arms around her and hefting her big tits, rolling and squeezing her nipples. She pushed against my dick and rocked her firm ass back and forth. "You like that huh?" I asked her quietly.

"Uh huh." She said with a giggle.

I lowered myself down and then stood up again, driving my dick up between her legs and out the front so it was rubbing on her exposed clit.

"Ohhhh that's nice, but you missed." 

"Did I?" I asked as I pumped my hips a few times, running the top of my dick along her clit.

She put down the tomato she was getting ready to slice and held onto the counter. "I take that back, you most certainly didn't miss!"

"Good." I said, pulling away from her and leaving her untouched again.

"Ohhhh nuts." She said "that was feeling really good."

"Well, if you're a naughty girl, maybe I'll do it some more."

"Oh I can be naughty!" she said stepping over to where I was sitting down in a chair at the table. She bent over and pushed her tits into my face and bounced them against my face.

I reached up and grabbed both of them, sucking first one nipple and then the other, giving it a gentle nibble before I let them go.

"Ohhhh yes. You are bad!" she said as she moved to the stove to turn off the timer that was beeping. I left her alone while she drained the pasta and made two plates of food, chicken alfredo over fettuccini and green salad. "What kind of dressing do you like?"

"Ranch if you have it."

"got it!" she said as she brought two plates over. "Now about dinner..." she said as she set the plates down and stepped across me. She aimed my hard dick at her pussy and settled on me slowly. "Hmmmmm hot sausage too. Now. You get to feed me and I'll feed you and we'll see who cums first."

"Sounds like fun." I said as I reached for a fork and twisted some pasta on. I held it up for her and she took a bite, chewing with a grin as she draped a piece of pasta across her tits. 

"Here you go stud!" she said, pushing her tits toward me. I ate the piece of pasta off her tits, making sure to suck each nipple on the way.

"oh yes. Too bad I can't do that with all of it." She said as she made a fork of food to feed me.

We played like that for nearly half an hour, teasing each other and feeding each other until it was all gone. 

"Dish time!" she said as she got up and put everything on the counter. "Wanna play another game?"

"Sure, what's the game?"

"You stand behind me and put your hot dick in my pussy, and we'll see if my wiggling ass gets you off before your hands get me off."

"No contest." I said with a grin as I stepped behind her. She lifted a leg allowing me to slide up into her and then put it down again, trapping me inside her.

"We'll see." She said as she wiggled her ass, moving my dick around inside her.

"Ohhhhh that is nice." I said as I moved one hand to her clit and the other to play with both of her tits while I kissed her neck and ear.

"Oh god. You are really good at this game." She said as she tried to wash the dishes while we teased each other.




House Sitting



"Uh huh!" I said as I pushed my finger deeper between her legs finding her clit. 

"Uhhhhh god!" she grunted as I stroked her clit in little circles. She finally gave up doing the dishes and bent over the sink, holding on while I pushed her climax up to the brink, her whole body trembling for several long seconds. "I think I lost, or did I win?" she asked breathlessly.

"I don't know" I said as I stared pumping my hips up into her.

"Oh you really want to fuck? Let's go upstairs!" she said, stepping from the sink and pulling off my glistening dick.

"Why?"

"I want to watch you in the mirror!" she said as she took off at a run toward the stairs. "Catch me if you can!"

I ran up the stairs after her, almost catching her as she climbed onto the bed facing the wall of mirrors. "Ok. Stuff that dick in me and fill me full of your hot cum!"

"With pleasure." I said as I crawled onto the bed and fed my dick into her. I started stroking into her, long and slow, watching both her face and her swinging tits as she watched us. 

"Uhhh Harder!" she begged.

"Uh huh!" I replied as I started slapping my hips into her firm ass. "Oh yeah. I love seeing those tits swinging!"

"Ohhhh yeah. Fuck my hot cunt! Cum in me. Fill my pussy with your hot cum!" she half moaned. "I want to feel your dick shooting in me again!"

"Uhhh yeah!" I grunted as I pounded into her, getting closer to her desire with each stroke. I watched her reach between her legs and rub her clit while I pounded into her, drawing me even closer to my climax.

"Ohhhhh yes yes yes yes yes" she mumbled as her body started to shake yet again. 

My body jerked hard, spouting a shot of cum deep into her pussy as I grunted loudly.

"OH FUCK YES!" she screamed as her body jerked in time with mine, each of us lost in the momentary explosion of hormones in our blood streams.

After several very long seconds I grabbed her and rolled her over so we were laying on our sides, my still mostly hard dick buried in her pussy yet.

"ohhhh that was good." She said, turning her head to kiss me. "You can come fuck me any time you want stud."

"Thanks I might remember that later you know."

"I hope so.... I'm serious. You're definitely a keeper! Most thirty five year old guys have no idea how to tease and play. They just want to bang and be done."

"I'm not thirty five." I answered as I continued to catch my breath.

"Oh? I hadn't figured you for older than that."

"Add ten more to that."

"Ohhhhh well then, you really are a keeper."

"Yeah... and by the way, I love eating pussy as much as I love fucking it."

"Ohhh that's nice to know. Ever done a three way?"

"Nope."

"Wanna try some time?"

"Why not. But where are you going to find a third?"

"Honey... I can tell you from what Jan has told me that she'd jump at the chance, and so would Lydia."

"Who's Lydia?"

"The latin woman who you jacked off with last night." She answered. "You don't know?" she asked looking at the confusion on my face.

"Know what?"

"Oh are you in for a surprise." She said as she reached for the TV remote on the night table. She turned the set on and it showed the web cam I had been looking at last, with the latin woman laying on the bed pumping a long purple dildo in and out with abandon. "Go Lyd!" She said loudly.

"Oh yeah!" the latin woman said as she pumped the long dildo in and out of her hole, her legs sticking up in the air. "Too bad he isn't here to suck my tits! I could really use that right now"

"Just think it's his big dick in you, ready to gush his cum into you!"

"Oh fuck yeah!" she said, moving a hand to her tit an squeezing. "AHHHH" she cried loudly as her whole body shook and trembled in orgasm. Finally she lowered her legs, her chest heaving and the purple dong still sticking from her pussy. "God you two were hot! I just had to after watching you guys." 

"Glad you enjoyed, but Mike doesn't know." Amy said.

"Ohhh! You're going to show him?"

"Might as well." She said turning her face to look at my shocked face. "You see a number of us in the neighborhood, we have a secure wireless network so we can watch each other." She said quietly as she began to flip the channels. I recognized a number of the rooms as being in this house, the kitchen, bathroom, the guest room where my wife and I have changed into our suits and occasionally played a bit of grab ass. The next channel was the biggest shock. There we were, Amy and I laying on the bed with her waving back at us. "And that's not all." She said flipping through more channels, the jacuzi, the deck, the pool, and then someplace different. Someone else's kitchen, livingroom, bathroom with someone taking a shower. She stopped and said "That's Tina. Really great ass, but her tits are too small for my taste!" Amy said with a giggle. "You see." She said as she went back to flipping through rooms, some with people doing regular things some empty, one with a couple banging away, "all of us put cameras in the rooms. You never know who's watching or when, or even if. It really makes it a lot more fun. We play with each other, and there is never any argument, because it's all recorded. I watched you fucking Jan last night, and then watched you jack off to Lydia last night. I really had fun watching you jack off to the pool girl this morning too."

"Damn." I whispered.

"Uh huh. Are you upset?"

"I'm not sure. I had no idea I was, we were, being watched... I don't know what to think."

"Well, tomorrow's Saturday. How about we invite Lydia over for a swim." She said flipping back through the channels to find the latin lady again. She was in the shower, washing herself, so we just sat and watched, my dick once again growing hard, this time deep inside of Amy. "I take it you like watching?" she asked as she stroked my balls where they were pressed against her pussy.

"I guess I do." 

"Well, this way we can watch and we know who might be seeing. It's safe and it's fun." She said as Lydia got out of the shower and walked back into the bedroom, which Amy flipped to follow.

"Hey Lydia!" Amy said loudly. "You still turned on?"

"Hey girl. You know better than to ask that! Even though I know you meant my TV."

"Yeah... I do. Mike wants to know if you want to come over tomorrow for a swim."

"You going to be there too?"

Amy looked up at my face again. I shrugged and nodded.

"Looks like it. Going to give Mike his first three way shower in the morning. Interested in being the third?" Amy asked Lydia.

"Hell yes. Sure you don't want me over tonight?"

"NO.... I want tonight all to myself!" she said with a grin. "I think he still has one more in him!"

"Go girl... just leave enough for tomorrow!" Lydia said with a grin.

"definitely!" Amy said hitting the power button on the remote. "Now you have a hard dick buried inside me, what do you suppose we should do with it?"

"Whatever you want." I answered with a smile. This was going to prove to be an interesting weekend.



House-Sitting



"A Puppy sitter needed immediately. This weekend only. Good Pay. Nice House with an ocean view!" It hadn't been that long since I'd been in college. I knew an ad like this would surely get the attention of some kid looking to get out of the dorm for the weekend and make some money. 

I had only been in La Jolla for a month, recently relocating from the East Coast. I was still settling into my new house with the promise of no road trips for the first two months. Well, a deal I'd been working on before moving west was falling apart and I needed to make it right. I needed someone to watch my puppy over the weekend. My assistant, Marla, suggested I try the college since it was near my house.

I got a couple calls in the morning, but Marla was screening the applicants for me. It was Tuesday and I had to leave Thursday morning so I couldn't be too choosy, but I didn't want to leave my puppy with just anyone. I was just getting out of a meeting a little after two when Marla stopped me. "You should take this call. She sounds like a good candidate." Marla directed the call to my office. She sounded like a nice girl who was studying Biology. It was her second year in school and she liked the idea of a paid weekend out of the dorm. I told her to come by the house at seven and we could talk for a few minutes and I'd introduce her to Terry, my puppy. I got busy preparing for my trip and realized it was after six. I phoned for some Chinese and picked it up on my way home.

I had only been home for a couple minutes when I heard a knock at the door. I'd barely sat the food on the counter and said hello to Terry. I looked at the clock and saw it was just after seven. Opening the door, I saw a fresh-faced young girl wearing cut-off shorts and a t-shirt. "You must be Mindy. Come on inside. Have trouble finding the place?" 

"No, it was pretty easy. We come this way to the beach." She walked inside and bent down to scratch Terry's belly. They seemed to get along nicely. 

"I just walked in and I've got Chinese. Hungry, I've got plenty for both of us?"

"Sure, if you're sure you've got enough." 

"I always order way too much." I opened a bottle of Heineken for me. "Would you like one?" I didn't even think she probably wasn't twenty-one. 

"A Heineken would be great." I handed her mine and opened another one for me. 

"I've got to get as comfortable as you. Why don't you take the food out to the patio and I'll join you in a couple minutes. There are plates outside." 

The house is "L-shaped" to the right so I had a great view of the setting sun from my bedroom. I quickly stripped out of my business suit and looked out the window at Mindy and Terry. Mindy was looking out over the cliff at the ocean down below. I stood near the window in just my Calvin Klein undies, my fingers lightly stroking my nipples as I watched Mindy. I knew she couldn't see inside due to the reflection of the setting sun, but the thought of it did give me a shiver. I do prefer men, but Mindy had such a sweet and innocent quality to her. I tossed on a pair of workout shorts and light cotton pullover. I walked out through the kitchen, grabbing two more Heineken's from the fridge as I did. Mindy turned to face me as she heard me exiting the house. Two hard nipples brought on by the cool ocean breeze rose from two small breasts pointing out from her t-shirt.

"The view is awesome." 

"I've only been here a month, but I do love sitting out here in the evenings." I handed her the beer. "Let's eat, I'm starving." We shared the broccoli beef and the steamed rice. I asked her about school and where she was from and why she chose La Jolla. She seemed like a really nice kid. "Okay, here's the deal. Stay here with Terry Friday night through Sunday afternoon and I'll give you $100." 

Her eyes lit up. "That's way too much. I'd be happy just to stay here!" 

"Don't be silly. You don't need to stay around during the day, but I'm sure Terry would be happy to have the company if you don't have any plans. Feel free to invite a friend or two over." It was moving past nine and I knew I had some work to get finished. 

Mindy rose, "I should get going. I've still got some homework to finish." I gave her a key to the place. I'll leave you the hotel number on the counter and my flight info just in case you need anything. I walked her to the door and headed off to the study.

It takes all day to fly west to east, so even though I left San Diego at nine, I didn't arrive in Boston until almost five o'clock. I caught a taxi to the hotel and got settled. I called my counterpart to confirm our meeting for nine the next morning. We worked through the day, not even stopping for lunch. We had it delivered the office. By six that evening, we had made substantial progress on the deal and everyone felt like we could conclude by early Saturday afternoon. We decided to break for the evening. A couple of the guys offered to stay in the city and have dinner with me. I didn't really want to keep them from their families on a Friday night. Jim said his wife was out with her friends, so he really didn't have anyone waiting at home. Conversation is always nice at dinner, so I took him up on his offer. Jim drove us back to my hotel and we had dinner at a little restaurant around the corner. It was small and casual with a slightly intimate feeling to it. Neither of us had anything in mind beyond dinner, it was just real convenient and the food was always excellent. There was a short wait for a table, so we grabbed a table in the bar while we waited. 

The waitress came over quickly and we ordered a round of drinks. When she brought the drinks, she lingered for just a moment. She was very beautiful with long blonde hair. She made quick conversation with us, but nothing more. Jim and I had dinner and by the time the check arrived, it was after nine. We said good night and I went up to my room. It felt great to get out of the suit I'd been wearing all day. I sat on the bed in just my panties and bra listening to my voicemail. The last one was from Mindy. She just called to tell me she was in for the evening and Terry was doing fine. Her roommate was going to bring a couple videos by and they were going to bunk at the house for the evening. I was happy Terry wouldn't be home alone.

Even though I was tired from the days meeting, I wasn't really ready for bed. I slipped on a pair of jeans and a pullover and headed back downstairs. The neighborhood was very safe, so I went for a short walk, probably twenty minutes or so. I was walking past the restaurant I'd had dinner and saw the blonde cocktail waitress through the window. I don't know exactly why I did, but I decided to go inside and have a nightcap before turning in for the evening. The place was not very busy as it was now past ten and this wasn't exactly a hot spot for business travelers. That was one of the appeals to me.

The waitress saw me as walked into the bar; "Did you forget something?" 

"No, just feeling a little restless. I thought a Gin and Tonic would help get me to sleep."

"That could do it. Why don't you grab a seat and I'll bring your drink to you." Once again, I noticed how young and attractive she was. Her long curly blonde hair flowed down onto the shoulders of her white dress shirt that was filled nicely by her shapely breasts. She had very attractive curves that led to her short black skirt. I sat down in a corner booth that overlooked the street. It started to rain and I watched the drops hit the street under the streetlight. "I brought two, do you mind if I join you? Or do you care to sit alone?" 

"Don't be silly. Are you closed?" 

"In about ten minutes, but we don't get much traffic the last hour. And now with the rain..." 

"I'm Stephanie," extending my hand to shake hers. 

"Candace. Here on business I'm guessing." 

"Yes. I had a deal start to unravel and had to fly in for the weekend to put it back together." 

"Where's home?" 

"I just recently moved to San Diego. I've lived in New York for the last five years." 

"San Diego. Is it as pretty as everyone says?" 

"From what I've seen of it, it's even prettier. Are you going to school here in Boston?" 

"Yes. I'm a Senior at B. C. studying Engineering." 

We talked about school and life after school, it had only been six years since I graduated. I offered to buy us another round, but she said she knew the bartender. Throughout the conversation, we both were posturing our bodies. On a couple occasions I found myself sliding a hand down between my thighs. When I would realize, I would move it to the seat. Candace was sitting opposite me and would occasionally cross and uncross her legs. When she would lean forward onto the table, she would close her arms around her breasts, pinching them slightly. The affect would make them a bit more prominent. I checked my watch and realized it was almost eleven thirty. 

"Shit. I really need to get some sleep. We're meeting at nine tomorrow." 

"It's no problem. I'm really glad you stopped back for that drink. I hope this exciting talk about school has helped you with that sleeping issue." We both chuckled. We both stood up from the table to say good night. 

"Well I am tired, but I must admit your company has made me want to stay up for awhile." The look on my face turned a bit serious. I knew I had just discreetly invited her to my room. I thought I had read all of her body language correctly, but there is always that moment of doubt when you toss out an invitation. 

"Why don't I walk you to your room, just so you don't get lost in this big city." Her lips broke into a devilish smile as her eyes stared directly into mine. We entered the quiet lobby together, one young lady at the front desk was all that was visible. She looked up and politely smiled at us. The elevator door closed behind us and I pushed the button marked four. It was the top floor. I was a bit nervous and I sensed that Candace was as well. I've not made a habit of picking up people in restaurant bars, though I admit this wasn't the first time. I reached out and squeezed her hand prior to the door opening and I sensed the tension fade away. The door opened to a short quiet hallway. We walked down to the third door on the left. 

I inserted the key and pushed the door open. I had left a light on in the bathroom, so it wasn't completely dark. Without asking, Candace walked inside of my hotel room. I stepped inside and closed the door behind us. As soon as it was closed, I reached out for her hand and pulled her close to me. She put her hands on my hips and my lips reached out to hers. The kiss was tentative at first, but I soon felt her tongue snaking across my lips. I opened my mouth and returned her affections. The kiss was warm and passionate with a sense of sexual urgency. My hands moved up and down her back. Her hands moved off my hips and around to my backside. I could feel her squeeze my cheeks through my jeans. I thought how glad I was I've been going to the gym! I slid my left leg between her legs and she pulled me closer to her. My left hand moved up behind her neck, slipping under her curls. Candace moved her hands around front and began unbuttoning her blouse. When unbuttoned, I helped slide it off her shoulders. It hung down still tucked inside her skirt. Her hands pulled at the bottom of my pullover, freeing it from my jeans. Her hands touched my skin and sent shivers through my body. They quickly slid up to my breasts. She unfastened my bra with skilled suddenness. I lifted my pullover over my shoulders and head and slipped the bra from my shoulders. Candace removed her bra and pulled the shirt from her skirt. She lowered her lips to my breasts. She lightly kissed each nipple before pulling one into her mouth. I rolled my head back, her arms wrapped around my waist for support. Her tongue was electric on my skin and she soon had my nipples rock hard. I could feel my panties sticking to my body as my wetness grew. 

"Take me to bed," I cried. Candace let go of my breasts and returned her lips to mine. We kissed again. As she pulled me close, I could feel coolness on my skin. We broke our embrace and walked to the bed. The rain had passed by and the moon shone through the open window, beautifully illuminating the room. The shine caught my attention "Nipple rings?" 

"They make my nipples so sensitive, especially when a beautiful woman is playing with them." My mouth moved to her breasts. She had beautifully shaped breasts, slightly tear-dropped in shape, but young and firm. Her nipples were quite large, especially for the size of her breasts. As I kissed her nipples, my mouth pulled the ring inside. My tongue tugged a bit on the ring before rolling my tongue around it. "O-o-o-h-h that feels so great." I wanted to see more of her. I stood up and unfastened my jeans. I pulled my panties down with them at the same time. I stood naked before Candace in the moonlight. Her eyes traced over my body, from my firm breasts then down to my nearly shaven pussy. I had a small patch of dark pubes just above my clit. Candace lifted her hips and unzipped her skirt. I bent over the bed and took her skirt into my hands. I pulled it over her hips and down her thighs. She lifted her feet and I slid it off of her. She was wearing a sheer black thong. 

"My you are beautiful!" I exclaimed. I got between her legs on all fours. Starting at her feet, I kissed my way up her legs. I lingered behind her knees before moving up her inner thighs. I would look up at her occasionally, she was playing with her nipples, pulling on the rings and kneading her breasts. I spent five minutes kissing her upper thighs and every inch of skin that was showing around her thong without ever touching the thong. 

"Dammit! Please give me your tongue. I'm dying!" 

"The young is so impatient!" I slipped two fingers inside the waistband and pulled her thong down. Not surprisingly, she was shaved smooth. She had full pussy lips and her clit was protruding up at me. I extended my tongue and lapped at her pussy. I started at the bottom and worked my way to the top. I alternated between lapping her pussy and curling my tongue and inserting inside her quivering pussy. Her left hand moved down and she started playing with her clit while I lapped her pussy lips. Candace was moaning quite loudly and she began to thrash her hips around the bed. 

"Make me cum! Please Make me cum!" I buried my face into her pussy and rode her hips as she orgasmed. She was wild, thrashing and moaning. I kept my tongue in contact with her as we moved through two orgasms. My face was covered with her cum and my saliva. 

"Come up here and kiss me." I crawled up her body and we embraced one another, her arms wrapped around mine her leg between my thighs. We kissed as if for the very first time. I moved my right hand up and played with her left nipple, tugging on her ring. By this time her nipples stood nearly three-quarters of an inch from her breast. "It's my turn to taste someone sweet." We rolled over on the king-sized bed and I was now on the bottom. Candace kissed her way down my body, pausing to suckle my nipples. She continued moving down my belly at a maddening pace. Finally I could feel her breath on my pussy lips. She blew lightly over them, the warm air causing me to shudder. "You smell so sweet. Sweet enough to eat!" Her tongue dove between the folds of my lips as she fucked my pussy with her curled tongue. God she was good! I thought to myself. She played with my pussy and clit for probably fifteen minutes, never allowing me to cum. I could feel it rising on a couple occasions and most partners would have gone for it, but she would back off, prolonging my sexual agony. Finally and with a few quick strokes of her tongue across my clitoris, a rush of orgasmic pleasure washed over my body. 

"That's it Candace! That's it." I found myself being more vocal than usual. Her touch was so great on my body. After my body had stopped shaking, she crawled on top of me and we kissed once again. We talked about nothing for a few minutes as our body's recharged their energy. I innocently played with her nipple rings. I had never actually seen a woman with them and I was fascinated. Of course, the size of her erect nipples was amazing to me. 

"Ready to go again?" I was feeling very tired, but my body was drawing from her energy. 

"Turn around party girl, I'm feeling a little nasty!" Candace gave me a quick kiss then rolled her body around so we were facing opposite directions, the classic sixty-nine. Her fingers were quickly on my lips, spreading them apart for her invading tongue. She penetrated me, probing her tongue as deeply as she could reach. My tongue was lapping at her erect clit, my nose buried in the folds of her pussy. Her scent was intoxicating, almost enough to make me cum without her even touching me. The second time around, Candace came much quicker. Her tongue never stopped pleasuring me while her body shook. Before I realized what she was doing, two thin fingers were on the rim of my asshole. She bit softly on my clit and as my attentions focused the sensation, she slipped both fingers into my hole up to her first knuckle. "Fuck!" I squealed in pleasure. It had been some time since I been entered from behind. She stroked the two fingers into my ass, pressing deeper as my body adjusted to the sensation. Her tongue was terrorizing my clitoris, her fingers buried in my ass. The sensations crashed together and my body felt like it would rip apart as I came with force I hadn't felt in a long time. "OH! OH! OH SHIT that's good!" I finally had to push Candace off of me to get her to stop. I thought I would hyperventilate from her fucking me. 

We both finally got to our feet and I followed her into the bathroom. "I guess I should go so you can get some sleep." 

"It's awfully late," it was nearing two in the morning, "just stay here tonight and leave in the morning." She hesitated at my offer. "It's a big bed." 

"I'd like that. I haven't spooned in a long time." We crawled into bed, Candace tucked closely behind me.

The alarm sounded at seven and I crawled out of bed, trying not to wake Candace. I slipped into the shower and thought of the pleasure she had brought me just a few hours earlier. I didn't notice the door open, "Need someone to wash your back?" Candace asked while holding a bar of soap. Again, I was dazzled by her beauty. 

"An extra pair hands is always good!" We spent thirty minutes in the shower and she brought me to another tremendous orgasm. I really enjoyed her company and was saddened by the thought of a 'one-night stand'. "I'll leave my business card on the dresser. Give me a call or send an email some day. Thanks for last night." I headed out the door at eight-thirty. We kissed once more before I left.

I was beat before the meeting every started, but the great sex just a few hours prior propelled me through the day. Jim was surprised at my enthusiasm and gave me a couple questioning looks, but I just smiled and shrugged him off. As expected, we signed the deal by four-thirty. Everyone was pleased at the outcome and happy we could pull it together. The earliest flight I could get was a six-thirty departure. I upgraded to First Class; I knew I would sleep all the way home. The flight was uneventful and I was able to grab almost five hours of sleep. I landed in San Diego feeling rested and happy to be home. I called home to let Mindy know I was coming home early, but I got the machine. I figured she went out with friends. 

I pulled up to the garage a little after ten and noticed Mindy's car. I was a little surprised, figuring she would have gotten my message and had left, but it didn't matter. I opened the door and Terry met me straight away. I dropped down to my knees and scooped her up in my arms. The television was on without the sound and I could hear the stereo in my room. There were two glasses on the coffee table and a couple empty bottles of wine on the counter. As I walked across the living room, I got the idea I may be interrupting something. There was a lacy white bra draped over the couch and I caught my first glimpse of the TV. A video of two girls was playing on the screen. One girl with small breasts was wearing a large strap-on dildo and she was fucking a large breasted brunette. I watched for a minute then thought about my options. I could leave, but it was nearly eleven and it was my house. I could just bunk down on the couch for the night. It was a fold-out bed, but not really my preference. As I was still feeling quite sexed, the third option was the most appealing. I slipped off my heels and quietly walked down the hallway to my bedroom. I found a skirt and a pair of jeans about halfway down the hall. The door was mostly closed for some reason, but the music from the stereo covered any sounds I might have made. They had the bedside light on, so I could clearly see inside. I looked through the opening towards the two figures on my bed. I could see Mindy lying on her back under the covers, her head pressed up against the headboard. Her friend was under the sheets going down on Mindy. "Ooh Sam that feels so good." Mindy's small breast were visible, the sheets just covering her lower half. I slipped a hand inside my blouse and began to stroke my breast. "That's it, I'm cumming." Mindy bucked her hips as she came. Her friend raised up from under the sheets, the sheets sliding down his back to the bed as he straightened his back. My heart skipped as I realized Sam was a girl. I could feel the warmth between my legs increase. I thought about walking in on them, but then I decided it would be more fun to just watch them. I knew they couldn't see me unless they got out of bed.




House-Sitting



Sam rolled Mindy onto her stomach. "Bad Girl! You know you weren't supposed to cum until I told you it was okay." 

"Sam, you're just too good. I couldn't wait any longer." By now Sam had Mindy on her hands and knees, Sam was running her hands over Mindy's small ass cheeks. They were lily white. Sam was studying her ass, then she slapped her cheeks. "OUCH! That hurt!" 

Sam slapped her ass again. "Next time you'll do as you are told." SLAP! By the fifth slap of the spanking, Mindy's white ass cheeks were turning crimson red. Sam's finger ran delicately around the rim of her asshole, just to let her know she might push it inside. 

"Ooh Sam, please stop. You're making me so wet." Sam had blonde hair in contrast to Mindy's dark hair. The contrast was appealing. Both girls were small built and they were very trim. 

I had watched enough. I could feel my own juices seeping around my panties and starting to run down my thighs. I wanted to fuck these two young girls. I pushed the door open and Mindy saw me first. She reached for the sheets to cover herself. Sam didn't flinch. "I hope I'm not interrupting," I said with a wicked tone as I crossed the bedroom to the bed. 

"Stephanie. You weren't due home 'til tomorrow. I'm so sorry!" Sam could see I was aroused and not angry. 

"Hello Stephanie, I'm Samantha. But I'd guess you already know that." My blouse was unbuttoned to my waist and I had removed my bra in the hall. 

"Hello Samantha, it's my pleasure to meet you. Do you mind if I join you two?" Mindy looked a bit shocked by the turn of events. Samantha rolled off the bed and walked up to me. She looked me in the eyes then moved her hands to my breasts. She fondled them a bit roughly at first, but when I didn't object, her touch became much softer. We moved closer together and our lips met. I could taste Mindy on her lips. Our tongues danced together as we got to know one another. Mindy was emboldened and she soon crawled out of bed. She moved behind me and unfastened my skirt. It dropped to the floor at my feet. I was only wearing skimpy Calvin Klein's and thigh high stockings. Mindy dropped to her knees and rolled my panties down my legs, leaving my stockings in place. She lightly kissed my asscheeks as Sam continued to play with my breasts. My hands were stroking her back. 

"I need one of you to get between my legs. Now." Sam smiled at me. She took my hand and led me to the bed. I got on my back and Mindy got between my thighs. Mindy's tongue dove for my clitoris. I was so aroused by watching them I knew it wouldn't take much to get me off the first time. Sam crawled on top of me, spreading her legs over my stomach. I could feel her wet pussy on my belly. She reached out and tweaked my nipples. 

"You have great tits, Stephanie." Sam moved up and straddled my face. My tongue dove into her gaping pussy. My hands played with her asscheeks. Stephanie had a musky aroma to her as I inhaled her scent. My tongue danced on her clit as Mindy did likewise to mine. I was shaking as Mindy brought me to my first orgasm. I lapped at Stephanie's lips as she ground her crotch into my face. She squeezed her knees around my head as I got her off. Cum flowed from her pussy, coating my face with her sweet juices. She fell off the side of the bed. 

After I caught my breath, I rolled off the bed and walked to the dresser. Reaching in the back of the bottom drawer, I grabbed a large strap-on dildo. The two girls were lying side by side. With my back still turned, "I saw a little of your video before I found you. Who's first?" I turned around and held up the nine-inch black dildo with the leather straps hanging down. 

Samantha, lying on her back, spread her legs and announced "Come to Momma!" 

"Damn I love your enthusiasm." I strapped it over my sex and adjusted the straps. As I got on the bed, Mindy moved to my cock and took it in her mouth. She deep-throated it on the third try. When she had it thoroughly coated with her saliva, I pulled it free of her mouth. On my knees, I got between Stephanie's spread legs and pressed the head to her pussy. I thrust forward and the first five inches slid inside of her juicy pussy. The second thrust buried my cock deep inside her pussy. We moved into a very steady rhythm and began a long slow fuck. Mindy took turns sucking on our breasts. At one point, she moved down and tongued Stephanie's clitoris while I continued to fuck. 

After ten minutes on intense fucking, Samantha encouraged me, "Faster. Please Fuck me, Faster!" We both picked up the rhythm and I fucked in and out of her as quickly as I could. Samantha started moaning and tossing her head from side to side as my cock slid in and out of her. She bucked her hips as my big cock made her cum.

Over the next couple hours we took turns wearing the strap-on, each of us fucking one another. Around three, we all fell asleep, thoroughly fucked and exhausted. None of us awoke until after eleven the next morning. We all found our way to the shower then out to the patio for coffee. I lay out a couple robes for the girls to slip on after their showers. I threw on just a long t-shirt that draped below my ass and went outside to drink coffee in the warm fall afternoon. Mindy and Stephanie followed shortly. I could see Mindy was wearing her undies, but when Stephanie sat down, it was very evident she was only wearing the robe.

I told the girls they were always welcome to stop by ... day or night.



House Sitting Bi Their Lonesome



Roy and Terrance are two good friends and Terrance is staying a Roy's house while their wives are out of town together. Roy and Terrance are just sittin watching the game, when Roy begans to rub his cock through his jeans. Terrance can see a nice wet spot around the bulge of his cock.

"What got you hard man?" said Terrance, "Its just those fuckin cheerlearders! They always get my cock hard. As a matter of fact.... nah never mind."

"What Roy? You can just say as a matter of fact and then have nothing happen."

"Fine, fine. My wife has a nice little cheerleading costume, and i fuck her in it all the time."

The two men continue to keep talking about how Roy fucks his wife in a cheerleading outfit, until both men a hard.

"You wanna do something we havent done in while?" asks Terrance. "What do you have in mind?" asks Roy. "You wanna play truth or dare Roy?" Roy has a huge smile on his face and says "SURE" very eagerly. 

You go first. "TRUTH OR DARE?"

"Truth"

Have you ever jerked off thinking about another guy?

"YEAH!" says Roy. "WHO?" demands terrance. "Well if you must know just people that i've seen in the locker room, and you occasionaly."

So your turn terrance, truth or dare? "Um... let me see. DARE!" Roy sits there on the couch silently pondering what it should be. "Okay Terrance, i want you to take off all you clothes and play with your cock and your fuckhole, until your next turn."

"OKAY. NO problem." Terrance disrobes revealing that beach body of his, than off come the pants.

"Are you wearing a thong Terry?" 

"NO! Its g-string." In the pounch of his g-string Roy can see that Terry is well hung 8-inches at least and he is also clean shaven.

"Well start your dare" So terry lays down on the couch and begins to stroke his already hard 8inch cock while he is using he precum to lubricate his asshole so he can play with it.

"I chose dare" Roy said eagerly. "Why dont you come here and suck my nice harf cock.?"

"WHAT!" Roy said shocked. "You heard me. I dare you to." "Well you did dare me so i guess i have too." Roy says with a smile.

Roy strips naked and crawls over on his hands and knees to Terrance nice cock. He looks up at him a drags his tounge from the base of his cock to the top and then enguls his whole head in his mouth. He works his tounge under and around his head, while he bobs up and down. He begins to deep throat his prick. He takes it so far that Terry's pubes are brushing agains Roys face. Roy takes his dick so deep that Roy has Teryys balls in his mouth at the same as he his cock in his mouth.

Roy can feel terrys balls tense on his chin, so roy begins to suck it harder. Terry looks down and say "For this being your first cock sucking your amazing!" Terry fills Roys mouth up with his hot creamy load. The terry pulls his cock out and puts one finger on Roys lips and says "Now be a good little cock sucker and swallow." Roys got really large upon hearing that, but never the less he did with a smile on his face.

"So truth or dare Roy?" 

"DARE! Give me your best shot!" "My best shot ey. I dare you to go up stairs and put my wifes cheerleading outfit on so i can fuck your asshole."

So roy flows terrys naked sexy body upstairs and watches his jiggle after every step. Terry walks into the master bedroom and puts on the outfit. He turns around starts doing a little cheer, "Give me an F~Give me a U~Give me a C~Give me a K~Give me an M~Give me an E! Whats that spell? FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!" Roy has terry get in the doggie style postion. Roy begins to lick his asshole, slowly sliding one finger, than another than another until he has three fingers in terrys fuckhole.

Roy reaches over to the night stand and pulls out a tube of ky. He lube up his tight hole and than lubes up his cock. He than slowly inserts his smaller 5-inch cock. First its the mushroom tip pushing open terrys tight little butt hole.

After its completely in Roy slowly slides his shaft in and begins to fuck terry. The pace starts increasing and Roy says "do you like gettin fucked in the ass? DO you, you little slut? Well im gonna stretch that hole of yours" All that terry can do is moan because of the sensation of roys cock up his ass. Sliding in and out, harder and faster.

Finaly Terry can feel roys balls tense up and then he feels roys cock orgasm in his ass and shoot hot delicous cum up his ass. Roy pulls out and rolls over and they both lie on their backs. Roy with his now limp cock and terry with roys cum dripping out of his asshole. They lay and look at their only to find their wives enjoying the show.

To Be Continued....



House Sitting Ch. 01



A couple of years ago, I had an on-going relationship with a woman that I had known for a long time. Amy was about five years younger than me, and stunningly gorgeous.

We had met when I was coaching her son in football. At that point, we were both married. We got along quite well, and joked around together a lot. Even during the off-season, we would run into each other, at grocery stores, school functions, etc.

Soon, though, we were both divorced. We went out on a date, wound up sleeping together that night, and remained friends. Neither of us was looking for a serious relationship at that point, so we maintained a "Friends-With-Benefits" type situation.

Last summer, she had a chance to travel overseas to see her cousin. She was planning on taking both of her kids, so she asked me to house-sit for her. She needed someone to feed her pets, water her plants, etc.

When she asked me, of course I immediately agreed. My lease was just about up on my apartment, which I didn't plan on renewing, so staying at her house would give me a chance to find a new place while she was gone.

She had a nice sized house in a corner of a cul-de-sac. I always teased her by calling her street "Hottie Lane." There was a total of six houses in her circle, four of which were occupied by beautiful women, including her.

Her neighbor to her left, Adrienne, which was the first house on that side, was my age, early 40's, with two incredibly gorgeous daughters who were both in college. The neighbor on the other side, Mary Beth, was married, beautiful, in her early 30's, and not too bright. At the other end of the circle was Mary Beth's sister, Kate, who was in her mid-30's, widowed, and after Amy, the second most beautiful woman on the street.

A couple of weeks before she left for her vacation, Amy threw a cook-out for Memorial Day weekend, and invited all of her neighbors. I was running the grill and having a few beers while the women socialized.

Mary Beth's husband didn't attend, mainly because he was an anti-social asshole, but in large part, because he couldn't stand me. At Amy's last party, he tried making fun of me by mocking the fact that I was drinking top shelf bourbon and smoking a Cohiba. I retorted by telling him that it was hard to take someone's opinions seriously when they looked, and acted, like a cross between Larry The Cable Guy and Toby Keith.

Everyone else, though, was there, and a good time was had by all. At one point, Amy mentioned that I was going to be house sitting while she was gone. Mary Beth moaned that her husband was going to have a fit, with me living next door for a month, and Adrienne responded that she thought it would be nice having a man around for a while.

Towards the end of the party, while everyone was stuffed and either drunk, or almost there, Adrienne came up to me while I was making another round of Margaritas.

"While you are here, if there is anything you need, just let me know," she told me, speaking slowly and slurring a bit.

"Thanks," I responded. "I'll keep that in mind."

"I DO mean ANYthing," she told me, giggling, as she walked away.

As I watched her walked away, her hips swishing under her short jeans skirt, I saw Mary Beth walk towards me. I could tell that she was already drunk by the way that she wobbled on her feet.

"I just wanted to apologize," she told me, slurring heavily, "for what I said earlier. I didn't mean to insult you. I just meant that the asshole is going to be even more of an asshole with you here. Sometimes, I wish I wasn't married to him, he's such a jerk."

"Hey, no insult taken," I told her. "I have to ask though, are you ok? You seem a bit drunk."

"I am drunk," she responded. "But not drunk enough. I know that when I get home, the asshole is going to interrogate me, and then want to have sex. At least this way, I can just go to bed and pass out before he tries to stick that tiny little thing he calls a dick into me."

I was surprised that Mary Beth was speaking like that. She was usually very quiet and mousy, almost like she was afraid to voice an opinion. I knew that she was very devoted to her church, much like her sister. I just wrote it off as liquid courage.

At the end of the night, I had four drunk women on my hands, all to varying degrees. Mary Beth was obviously the worst off, but Adrienne wasn't too far behind. Kate was tipsy and slurring her words, but not too bad off. Amy was quite "happy", and I had to admit that I had quite a good buzz going.

I couldn't let these women walk, or rather stumble, home alone, even if it was no more than a few hundred feet at the most. I started walking them home, with May Beth first. 

She was so drunk that I had to have her hold on to me. As I got her home, her husband opened the door and did not look happy that she was that wasted, or that I was walking her home, especially considering the fact that she was virtually hanging on me.

He started giving her grief, and I told him, quite simply, that if he had bothered to come over and visit, he would have been the one walking her home. His response was a basic and crude, "Fuck you."

"Oh," I responded. "How can I possibly recover from such a witty and biting comeback?"

He glared at me and slammed the door shut while I laughed at him, remembering what Mary Beth had said about him.

Next, I walked Adrienne home. As we got to her door, she thanked me for being such a gentleman, gave me a tight hug that lasted a few seconds, and reminded me that she was "just next door", in case I needed ANYTHING. I thanked her, and then went back to walk Kate home.

Kate, obviously, was the longest walk, although only a few hundred feet. As I walked her home, she hooked her arm in mine, and started telling me that she was glad that I was around. She asked me about my relationship with Amy, and when I told her that we were mainly just friends, I could tell by the tone of her voice that she was intrigued.

A couple of weeks later, I took Amy and her kids to the airport and saw them off. The last thing that Amy said to me before she went through security was, "Have fun while I'm gone."

I then went back to her house and settled in. That evening, I was enjoy the cool temps as I sat in the Tiki Hut that I had helped Amy put up the summer before.

It was a nice set-up back there. Sitting in the corner of the yard, along the fence separating her yard from Adrienne's, we put in a small refrigerator, a stereo, fire pit, and wicker seating. I was relaxing in a nicely padded chair with a beer and a joint. I don't smoke often, but I had taken some vacation time myself, and decided that this was a good time.

I hadn't lit up yet, just enjoying the breeze, when Adrienne showed up, wearing her usual mini-skirt, with a sleeveless button-down blouse and sandals . She walked into the yard and came right to the hut. "Making yourself at home already?" she chuckled as she saw me.

"Well, for the next couple of weeks, this is home," I told her. "What are you drinking?"

I made her a Margarita, and she sat next to me as we started to talk. She told me that her youngest daughter was gone on vacation with her dad and his family, and her oldest was working that night, waitressing at a local club. 

As she went to put her drink on the table, she noticed the joint sitting there. "Oh my god!" she exclaimed. "I haven't seen one of those in years. I didn't know you smoked."

"I don't smoke often," I explained. "Would you care to join me?"

Giggling, she answered, "Sure, why not?"

As we smoked, I made her another drink, and had another beer myself. By the time we were done smoking, I could tell that Adrienne was toasted.

"So are you and Amy serious?" she asked, as she handed me her glass for another drink. She had a gleam in her eyes that told me that we wasn't just asking to be neighborly.

"We are just good friends," I answered.

"VERY good friends, judging from some of the sounds I've heard coming from her window," she giggled.

"You've heard us?" I asked, as I handed her the drink.

"Oh, I've done more that just hear you," she answered.

"Would you care to explain?" I asked, getting curious as to what she was leading to.

"I was outside one night and I heard some noises, so I went to check it out," she started. "While I was at the side of the house, I noticed that the sounds were coming from Amy's window, and I could see in. I could see you two, you know, doing it. She was very happy!"

"You were spying on us?" I asked.

"I wasn't really spying," she tried to explain. "I told you, I heard the noises, and I went to investigate. I was trying to be a good neighbor."

"By looking in her window, and watching us," I pushed.

"I couldn't help it. Once I knew what the noises were ..." she said.

"And you just happened to be on the side of the house, away from everything else," I said. "Did you enjoy being the voyeur?"

"I couldn't see very much, but what I did see was very hot, and sexy," she answered, almost in a whisper.

"Did you touch yourself while you were watching us?" I asked.

Adrienne hesitated before answering. "A little," she told me. "I did more when I went home, and went to bed."

Watching her, I could tell that the conversation, along with the booze and the weed, were getting to her. She was squirming a little in her seat, and I could see her nipples poking through her shirt.

"You're getting turned on just thinking about it, aren't you?" I challenged her.

"Yes," she answered softly.

"Do you wish that it was you, sometimes?" I pushed.

"Yes," she replied.

"Stand up," I told her.

Adrienne did as I requested, and walked towards me.

I could see her nipples poking through her shirt as I reached out to her. Looking her in the eyes, I smiled as I slowly slid my hand up her legs. She was breathing heavy and let out a moan and a sigh as I slid my fingers along her wet, satin panties.

"You are very excited, aren't you?" I teased.

Adrienne closed her eyes, and again whispered, "Yes."

I stood and took a small step towards her. Leaning in, I placed my hands on her hips and kissed her. I started lightly at first, but soon increased the passion behind the lip-lock. 

As one hand slid behind her, just above her ass, and the other slid up to her shoulder blade, I lightly pulled her in closer and held her tight as I kissed her with even more intensity and passion, while my hands glided across her back.

Adrienne moaned, and wrapped her arms around me, returning my kiss. I slid one hand down, cupping her ass-cheeks and pulling her in even closer. 

I knew that she could feel my hard cock pushing against her belly, just above her pussy, and soon enough, I could feel her moving her hips, trying to rub her pussy against my leg while she rubbed her belly against my stiff rod.

Slowly, I turned us so that Adrienne had her back to the seats. I started sliding my hand down to the back of her leg, just above her hem line. As I kissed my way along her jaw-line, I slowly slid one hand up under her skirt, gliding softly along her leg towards her ass, while the other hand slowly slid up under the back of her shirt.

As my lips made their way to the spot just below her ear, and just above her jaw, Adrienne gasped and pulled me in tight, enjoying the feel of my fingertips. She started wiggling her hips again, almost humping my leg, as she gave in to the sensations.

Slowly, I pulled away from her, and directed Adrienne to the larger seat in the hut, basically a well-cushioned wicker couch. I placed her in the center, and sat her there. Sitting myself to her right, I briefly resumed kissing her, wrapping one arm around her back, and putting the other at her side, just below her arm.

As I worked my way back to her neck, I slid my free hand across her body, while Adrienne held me tight and moaned into my ear. My hand went from her side, with my thumb grazing along the side of her lightly covered breast, down her body, until it was lightly sliding along her beautiful legs, down to her knees.

Slowly bringing my hand back up her legs, I slid my fingertips just under the edge of her skirt as I started kissing my way down her neck towards her chest. Adrienne moaned and gasped as I slid my hand up higher under her skirt, and I kissed my way down along the edge of her blouse, kissing as much of her neck and chest as was exposed.

I went down one side of her chest, following the edges of the blouse, and up the other side. As I kissed my way up the side of her neck, I slid my hand even higher, raising Adrienne's skirt almost to her hips.

With my hand very lightly cupping her mound, my lips reached her ear. "I'm going to need two hands, if I'm going to keep kissing and licking my way across your chest." I felt her gasp, and I continued. " Now, I can use both of my hands," I told her, applying a little pressure on her hot pussy, feeling the warmth and moisture radiating from her, "or you are going to have to help me."

As soon as I said that, her hands flew down to her blouse, and started opening the buttons. As soon as she had the top one on-done, her hands flew to the next. Reaching down, I took her hands in mine.

"Slow down," I told her softly. "My lips can't move that fast!"

Adrienne laughed softly, and exhaled, relaxing. I resumed kissing her neck, and slowly started back down her chest, this time covering more flesh. This time, instead of working my way up and down, I started going side-to-side, pushing the blouse open at the edges. 

As I worked my way towards the next button, her hands slid back up and undid it. This time, she didn't drop her hands, she kept them at her sides.

We continued like this, she unbuttoning her blouse for me as I kissed and licked my way across her slowly baring chest while my fingers started to slide underneath the panel of her panties. I could feel how hot, and wet, her pussy was, and I knew that I wanted to taste her juices.

Eventually, Adrienne's blouse was open and I kissed and licked my way around, over, and across her tissue-thin bra. I couldn't believe that a bra that thin could hold up a pair of breasts like hers as I flicked my tongue across her nipples.

I had both nipples stiff and pushing against the fabric when I pulled back slightly. I slipped a fingertip into Adrienne's wet pussy as I started to blow gently across her wet nipples. She moaned, and started to move her hips, trying to get more of my finger inside if her.

I bent down and started to nip at her hard little nubs as I pushed my finger in deeper. She groaned again, and held my head in place as I flicked my tongue across a nipple. Finally, she reached up and un-did the front clasp to the bra, and then pulled the bra open. Grasping both of her tits in her hands, she squeezed them while she moved her hips, trying to get a better angle for my hand.

I slid a second finger into her, burying both of them as the heel of my hand rubbed against her clit. Moving my hand around, while she squeezed her tits and pulled on her nipples, I started looking for the spot along the top of her pussy walls as my fingers wiggled around.

Listening to her gasps, and watching her body jump and shake when I passed over one particular spot, I knew that I had zeroed in on her magic button. I slid my fingers out of her pussy, to Adrienne's moans of disappointment, and brought them up to her tits. I showed her my shiny wet fingers, and then started to rub her juices around her nipple.

I had rubbed all of the fluid from one finger off, and then I held the other finger up, looking at her. Keeping eye contact, I slowly ran my tongue up the length of my finger, tasting her juice. She started squeezing her tits again, never once taking her eyes off of my hand.

I held out my hand, offering her a taste of my finger. With a slight smile, she opened her mouth, and leaned forward to take my finger in. She sucked and licked her wetness from my finger, giving me a hint to what I had coming to me when I offered my cock to her lips.

Leaning in to her, I flicked my tongue across her stiff, pussy-juice covered nipple as my hand slid back down her body. I could detect a taste of her muskiness coating her hard bud as she held her tit up to me as an offering.

As I sucked the nipple into my mouth, I slid my fingers back under her panties and into her hot, wet pussy. Adrienne gasped loudly as I sucked hard on her nipple, taking it in as deep as I could, and buried two fingers deep into her soaking, sweltering pussy.

I kissed my way across her chest, licking and sucking on her other tit, and then started sliding my way down her body, which was already starting to glow with a sheen of sweat.

I kissed down her belly, and heard a sharp intake of breath as I ducked my head under her skirt. I slid my fingers out of her pussy, reached up, and slid her panties off. 

Holding her legs in the air, I leaned in and placed a kiss on the top of her mound. As I kissed down the sides, passing over the edges of her labia, Adrienne moaned loudly again, and I could feel her body start to shake just a little.

I slid my tongue up one side of her slit, slowly dragging it from her ass up along the edge, up around the side of her clit hood. Then, I started on the other side. 

"Oh, god, that feels nice," she moaned as I flicked the tip of my tongue across the top of the shaft to her clit.

Kneeling between her legs, I slowly slid my tongue out and flicked it around the seeping wet hole to her pussy. As I leisurely dragged my tongue up her wet slit, she started to wiggle her hips and reached down with her hands, placing them at my head.

With a tongue full of her oozing elixir, I spread her juices along her slit, until I reached her stiff little clit. I flicked my tongue quickly at the tip of her sensitive bud, and she jumped.

"Oh my god!" she yelped. "Oh, yes! I haven't had my pussy eaten since I was in college. Please eat my pussy!"

I leaned in and started to dance my tongue all over her pussy, paying a lot of attention to the shaft right behind her clit. I slid my tongue down her slit to her oozing pussy. I lapped up her juices, spreading them around, and then slid my tongue deep into her pussy.

With my tongue flicking at the top wall of her wet hole, and the tip of my nose wiggling just under her clit, Adrienne started to gasp and moan even louder.

"Oh, yes!" she breathed. "Oh, god, I love this! This feels so good!"

After tongue fucking her for a couple of minutes, I slid my tongue out, and licked a little further down. Pushing Adrienne's legs up, my tongue quickly passed over her ass. That brought out a loud intake of breath, and her body tensed for a moment, and then she relaxed again.

I took another pass at her ass, and this time, she sighed as my tongue rimmed her tight ass. She had started squeezing her tits, and was pulling on her nipples as my tongue flitted across her tight back hole.

As I let her legs down, I slid my hand up so that my fingers were poised just at her pussy. I started to lick around her clit, and slipped a finger just to the mouth of her wet hole. I wiggled my finger around just inside her steamy opening as my tongue stroked her clit.

"Oh my god! Yes!!" she exclaimed as I added a second finger and slid them both into her pussy. 

I started to slide my fingers in and out of her hole, which was getting wetter by the second. When I increased my attack on her clit with my tongue, I started stroking the top of her pussy walls with my fingers.

"Oh, my goooddd!" Adrienne whimpered as she started moving her hips around. By now, she was switching back and forth between squeezing her full melons, and pulling hard on the nipples, stretching them out.

When I added my little finger to the mix, wiggling around her asshole, Adrienne started to buck and wiggle her hips even more. With two of my fingers teasing her oozing pussy, and my pinkie pressing at her back door, Adrienne really started to explode.




House Sitting Ch. 01



Alone in the Viewing Room 

I was house sitting for a friend who unexpectedly had to leave on business. He called me in a hurry asking if I could stay at his place while he had to leave for the East coast. He wouldn't be more than a few days. I agreed and arrived at his house an hour later. I reached to knock on the door just as Bill opened it. "Hello Jack, I was just leaving. Please, make yourself at home. I will be back in a few days. Sorry for the short notice. You are a lifesaver!" We shook hands, I wished him well, and proceeded into the front hallway, placing my bag next to the front door. 

Bill was an old buddy from my childhood. We had stayed in touch throughout the years and even managed to become closer after college. Our careers placed us in the same area of Denver, Colorado - he a film editor and me a lawyer. Bill had done quite well for himself, landing final editing gigs on many blockbuster movies. As such, he built quite a home office complete with state of the art equipment. I welcomed the quiet getaway from my hectic law practice. I fancied what Bill did and was intrigued by all of the latest video equipment and software. Usually the section of the house where Bill 'worked' was kept behind a locked door; however, in his haste to leave he had forgotten to close up shop. I took this opportunity to catch up on what Bill was working on. 

I grabbed a cold beer from the fridge and opened it. Nothing like a cold beer on a hot summer night! Bill had a staff of live-in maid and butler who were doing their own thing in another part of the house. Besides, they were used to seeing me in the house and staying over. I opened the double-doors to the editing room and made my way to the viewing section. To keep things on the down-low, I closed the doors behind me just to have some privacy. Bill had left a few unlabeled DVD's out and I grabbed one and put it into the player. As usual, when the image popped onto the massive 60-inch screen, the volume level was at a deafening roar. I scrambled to locate the remote and find the volume button. I was sure that I had alerted anyone within a mile of my whereabouts. Nobody in the house came knocking so I continued to sloop about. 

Settling into one of the black leather theater-style chairs, I set my attention toward the screen. I was pleasantly surprised as I noticed Bill's latest work had been a video on the life of a mutual high school friend who made it big in the adult film industry. This particular DVD was showcasing the lifestyle that she lived behind the scenes. It showed some personal footage filmed by Shelly herself. As I continued to watch it was very apparent that Shelly had a sexual appetite that filled most of her waking hours. She filmed some very personal and private areas of her life. I found myself very aroused from the footage. I must admit, I had often fantasized about Shelly, especially while masturbating or being with another woman. Here I was alone with a 60-inch private viewing of Shelly filming her most intimate moments. 

My male urges took over as my carnal desires got the best of me. I stripped off my clothes to enjoy the film and jerk off at the same time. The cool leather seats felt surprisingly erotic against my naked body. I started stroking my half-erect cock as I continued to watch the giant image of Shelly in front of me. Her full lips were moving as she spoke into the camera but I couldn't hear what she was saying. All I could think of was blowing my load all over her gorgeous face! I looked around to see if I was still alone. Lucky for me the house staff kept mostly to themselves. I continued to stroke my now rock-hard cock with both hands; squeezing my balls as I watched the raw footage. My back was on the seat of the leather chair. My legs were spread wide as both of my hands gripped my cock as I stroked and aimed my member at the screen. I pointed my engorged cockhead directly at Shell as she looked at me. I grabbed the remote and pushed pause just as an image of Shelly's face filled the entire screen. Her full lips were spread apart as if she was waiting for my cock to enter her wanting mouth. I stood up and walked in front of the TV. 

I was reaching my climax as both of my hands feverishly stroked my shaft up and down. One hand squeezed my cockhead as the other pumped my shaft. I flexed my hips toward the larger than life image of Shelly. My cock slammed against the screen touching Shelly's full lips just as cum spewed out of my aching member. I stroked my shaft and squeezed my balls in ecstasy as I blew my load all over her face on the screen. Wanting more, I rubbed my bulging cockhead against the screen filling Shelly's mouth with my cum. The sensation was exhilarating as I sat my naked body back into the chair. 

I was catching my breath when I noticed a movement on the opposite side of the room. My body froze. I felt the rush of embarrassment from my masturbating escapade combined with the guilty pleasure of someone watching me jerk off and cum onto the screen. In the darkness I couldn't see where I had thrown my clothes. With no other option, I remained seated in the leather chair. I pushed play on the remote and watched Shelly come back to life in front of me. The entire room was completely dark except for the light coming from the screen. My cum was smeared over half of the screen as I continued to watch Shelly in her private home videos. The sound was muted and I could hear myself breathing heavy. My limp cock rested against my thigh. 

In my peripheral vision I saw the shape of a person move slowly against the wall. Whoever it was had not left and instead seemed to be moving closer as if to get a better view. But of what? Shelly? My nakedness? I slowly turned my head and looked in the direction of the other person. 

My mouth opened as I heard myself say, "I thought I was alone. I'll clean up the mess. I just got a little carried away, you know, caught up in the moment." 

The other person was silent. A moment or two passed as I fidgeted in the chair, not sure if I should stand up or continue watching the video. 

Ever so slowly the other person in the room walked between me and the screen. It appeared to be a woman approximately 5 ½ feet tall. I could only make out her silhouette as she continued to walk parallel to the TV screen. Her movements were completely silent as she seductively walked in front of me. From her silhouette I could tell she wasn't wearing any clothes. Her fit body was curvy yet muscular as she walked. Her firm breasts were perky with long, erect nipples. Her stomach was flat as it moved in and out with her shallow breaths. Her ass was plump and firm. She appeared comfortable in her nakedness. 

Without a word she stopped and looked directly at me. Her naked body was parallel to the TV screen as her head turned 90 degrees toward me. Her eyes peered into mine. Locked into my gaze, her right hand reached in front of her and touched the screen. Her index finger touched my cum from the screen. Her purposeful finger then reached her mouth as her full red lips parted and her tongue tasted my cum. Her mouth closed around her finger as she sucked it clean. 

My eyes caressed her silhouette as I noticed her left arm gently moving in front of her. The smell of sexual lust filled the air. In the deafening quietness I could hear her fingering her wet pussy. She turned to face me, her backside now pressed against the cum covered TV screen. Her legs spread shoulder wide, I could see the shape of her inner thigh. Her left hand was folded into her wet pussy. Her thumb and three fingers were pushing in and out of her vagina at a feverish pace. Her other hand had left her mouth and was massaging one of her breasts. Her knees bent slightly as she pleased herself in front of me. The sound of her wet pussy seemed to get louder as her fingers forced themselves faster and faster into her wetness. 

I heard a slight moan come from her mouth. Her head was tilted back and I could see her biting down on her bottom lip. Both hands were now finger fucking her dripping wet pussy. Her body was heaving and bending, reacting to her sexual touch. There was a fierce twitch as I felt a wetness on my chest. Again and again her body lunged forward as she moaned in ecstasy. She dropped to her knees with her hips forward. Squirt after squirt of her pussy juices flew toward me as it hit my chest and crotch. After one final squirt she laid on the floor, her body limp from her own climax. We both sat there naked in the darkness. I looked at her and she at me. No one said a word. We just looked at one another. 

After a minute of complete silence, the mysterious masturbating woman stood up and walked over to the leather chair next to where I was sitting. She sat down and grabbed the TV remote to turn off the DVD that was still playing. The room was now completely dark. I could only hear the hum of the air conditioning pumping cool air through the vents in the room. 

The quiet was broken by the voice of my naked friend. "I have done a lot of crazy sexual acts but that was a first for me!" 

I wasn't quite sure how to respond or if I even should. I found myself agreeing as I said, "Yes, that was a first for me too. I got carried away and before I knew it I was cumming all over the place." 

I faced the naked woman sitting next to me in the darkness as I asked her, "How long had you been watching me?" 

There was no answer for a moment and then she said, "I watched as you entered the house and spoke with Bill. I was working on some dialogue for the documentary. I was lying on the couch across the room and dozed off. I awoke when you put in the DVD - the volume was set pretty high." 

As calmly as possible I continued the conversation (here I was butt-naked in a dark room with a naked woman whom I didn't know and we both just ejaculated in front of one another). 

"So do you and Bill work together?" I asked. 

The voice next to me, faintly familiar now, retorted, "No, not really. I mean...we were introduced by my agent. Bill has had my videos for a few months now and I just finished a shoot on the West coast. This was my first opportunity to see the film. I was asked to provide some 'first-person' perspective in order to tie some loose ends together." 

I was shocked. I was completely and utterly shocked. Here I was sitting, naked no less, next to my high school fantasy girl Shelly Smith. She had watched as I masturbated all over her larger than life image on the TV screen. I had watched her taste my cum as she finger fucked herself in front of me. In my wildest dreams this was never the way I had imagined reuniting with Shelly. Thank goodness the room was completely dark. Shelly couldn't see the cheesy grin I had on my face at the thought of what just happened. 

I composed myself and continued our naked, face to face dialogue. "So how long until the film gets released" I asked? "I am intrigued to watch more of your sexual exploits on the big screen." 

Shelly didn't miss a beat and shot back saying, "Why wait until the release date? You can find out right now!"



House Sitting Ch. 01



"Oh my god! I'm gonna cum!" she exclaimed as she pushed back against my finger, forcing the tip into her ass.

I wrapped my lips around her clit and started sucking on it, as I slid my fingers in and out of both of her tight holes. 

She reached down and grabbed a hold of my head as she started shaking. She was pressing her hot, wet mound harder against my face, as she wiggled her hips, getting all of my fingers even deeper than before.

Soon, Adrienne was gasping for air as I increased the speed with my hand.

"Oh my god, I'm cumming!" she moaned loudly. "Holy shit! I'm cumming!!! Oh, baby, yes! I'm cumming!!!"

I felt her pussy start to clamp down on my fingers, and I could feel her ass pulsing on my pinkie as she exploded. I also felt a gush of juice come from her pussy, soaking my hand to the wrist. Her hips were bouncing everywhere, and her body was shaking.

I slowed down on her, and she soon started to come down from her orgasmic high.

"Oh my god! That was incredible!" she whispered as she got her breath back. "I can't ever remember cumming like that!"

"Well, I'm glad that I could do it for you," I told her as I stood. After placing a kiss on her lips, I stood before her and proceeded to drop my shorts, boxers and all.

"Would you like to show me what you can do?" I asked , as I held my semi-hard cock up. Smiling, Adrienne reached up and wrapped her fingers around my hard shaft. She started stroking my cock, looking longingly at it.

"You have a beautiful cock," Adrienne said. On a down stroke, she held the skin tight as she lowered her mouth over my pole. She slowly took as much of it in as she could, eventually getting all but the last couple of inches.

Adrienne started bobbing her head on my cock, making it even harder. Slowly stroking my shaft, her lips followed her hand, up and down my cock. Every once in a while, she would let it drop from her mouth and lick along the underside, and around the head, and then drop her mouth back down, taking me in deep.

"That feels good," I told her as she took me deep, and sucked me hard. She continued to suck and lick all over my cock while she stroked the length.

After a couple of minutes, I pulled out of her mouth and stood her up. I stepped behind her and sat on the couch, turning her to face me. As she straddled my legs, I placed my hands on her hips and softly pulled her down on top of me.

Adrienne squatted over me, her hot, wet pussy hovering just above my hard cock. She reached down and took a hold of me, and lowered her body a little more. 

Adrienne slid my cock up and down the length of her slit, and then wiggled it just at the wet opening to her hot, steamy hole. 

Slowly, looking me in the eyes, she lowered her body further, her tight, wet pussy over my hard cock. As our hips met, and I bottomed out, we both moaned. I held Adrienne still, letting her get used to my girth, and then started moving my hips around, grinding against her pelvis.

"Oh, my god!" she breathed into my ear. "Oh my god! I have never felt so full!"

As she got used to my thickness, Adrienne started moving her hips, grinding along with me. After a couple of minutes, I took a hold of her hips, and started raising her on my shaft.

As I lowered her back down, she moaned again. "Oh, yes! That feels soo good!!!" she sighed as she started to ride my cock. I sat back and watched as she slid up and down on my hard rod, rubbing and grinding against me when I was bottomed out inside of her. 

While she rode me, I reached up and squeezed her nipples, pulling gently on them. As she ground her hips against me, I leaned in and took her nipple in my mouth.

"Ohh!" she cried out as I grabbed her ass, pulling her in closer while I sucked on her nipple. "Oh my god, yesss!"

We ground together like that for a couple of minutes, with Adrienne moaning in my ear, until I heard her start panting, and she started bouncing up and down on my cock.

"Oh yes!" she cried out. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum again! Oh, shit yes!"

I reached up and softly pinched her nipples while she bounced on top of me, and that set her off.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!" she exclaimed as she slammed herself down on me.

I squeezed her asscheeks while she ground her pelvis against me, and she continued panting and moaning.

Just as I slid one finger to her asshole and flicked it over her tight little anus, Adrienne exploded.

"Oh my god! Holy shit!" she exclaimed loudly. "Oh my god, I'm cumming! Oh! Oh! Ohhh!!!"

I could feel Adrienne's tight pussy pulsing on my cock, and her juices flowing down to my balls while she sat on top of me, trying to catch her breath.

"Oh my god," she finally whispered, giggling. 

I flexed my cock, still deep inside her hot, wet hole, and she jumped. 

"Oh my!" she said softly. "You're still hard!"

"Yes, I am," I told her flexing again.

"Good," she responded, rising from my lap. Lowering herself to her knees, she took my hard shaft in her hand and started stroking it.

Adrienne stuck her tongue out and licked the underside of my cock. "Mmm," she said softly, still stroking me. "I taste good on your cock. I had forgotten what that tastes like."

She started sucking my cock for a minute, and then stopped. Looking my in the eyes, she stroked my cock, and said, "I used to be pretty good at this, but that was a long time ago, and I've never tried it with anything like this."

Maintaining eye contact, Adrienne started lowering her mouth over my cock, slowly taking as much as she could, as deep as she could. 

On her first descent, she took all but about an inch. She continued to take a bit more each time, until she got it as deep as she could.

As deep as she took me, with the suction she was applying and the way she started stroking my balls, I had to sit back and collapse.

"Oh my god!" I moaned as she took me deep. I could feel her tongue moving along the sensitive underside on each stroke. "That is incredible!"

Looking into her dark eyes as she sucked my cock, she smiled and mumbled what I think was, "Good."

After a few minutes, Adrienne stopped and rose. "I'm sorry," she said. "I wanted to keep going, but your cock is so thick it was making my jaw sore!"

"Oh my god!" I breathed. "Do you think I'm going to complain about ANYthing, after that?"

She giggled again, and said, "Well, I'm glad you liked it."

Pulling her to me, I sat up and lowered her back on top of my cock. We both sighed as she made it all the way down, and then I took her legs and wrapped them around my waist.

"Hold on to me," I told her as I got my legs under me.

Adrienne wrapped her arms around my neck, tightened her legs, and then asked, "What are you going to do?"

I stood, Adrienne on my pole, and walked us towards the side wall, where I had a hammock hanging. 

"Oh! Oh!" she yelped with every step I took, grinding against me.

When I reached the hammock, I pulled it towards us, and placed Adrienne on it, across it, still impaled on my cock.  

"Oh, yes," she moaned, sprawling out. "That's nice!"

Placing her feet over my shoulders, I took a hold of the hammock and started swinging it, causing my cock to slide in and out of her.

"Oh my god, that is SO GOOD!!" she moaned as I fucked her wet hole.

On one swing into me, Adrienne grabbed a hold of my arms and pulled herself in close. 

"Oh!" she yelped, as she felt my cock slam in deep.

Stepping back, I pulled my cock out of her hot hole, and turned her over. As she lay on her belly, feet on the ground, I stepped behind her and slid my rod back into her depths.

"Ohhh!" she moaned as I took short strokes, sometimes shallow, just at the opening, and sometimes deep, buried inside of her.

I could tell that her legs were starting to tire, so I reached underneath her and pulled the hammock down further, so that she could lay on it on her belly.

As she reached up and grabbed a hold of the far side, I lifted her legs, tucking them under the hammock, bent, so that I could hold on to her ankles.

She wiggled her hips, and I started to fuck her, faster and harder. Soon, Adrienne was gasping again.

"Oh shit! Yes!" she moaned into the hammock. "Oh my god, that is so nice!"

Pulling her back into me, slamming my cock in deep and hard, she cried out again. I pulled out of her pussy, and started to slide my cock along her slit, from her clit up to her asshole, spreading her juices.

As my cockhead passed over her puckered ass, Adrienne gasped and moaned as she wiggled her ass for me. I slapped my cock against it a couple of time, and then slammed it back into her wet pussy.

"Oh my god!" she yelped. "Oh yeah, fuck me!"

I started sliding my cock in and out of her hot, wet depths, changing speed and depth, as she bucked back against me on every downstroke.

Looking down at her ass while we fucked, I saw the shiny juices spread across her anus. I placed my thumb there, and started sliding it around.

"Oh, yess!" Adrienne hissed as my thumb played with her asshole. Soon, I started applying a little pressure with my thumb, and her ass opened a little. 

I started sliding my thumb into her ass, little by little, as she swung on the hammock, my cock sawing in and out of her.

"Oh my god, yes!" Adrienne cried. "That feels SO GOOD!"

As I started sliding my thumb in and out of her ass in rhythm with my cock in her pussy, Adrienne really started going off. Throwing her feet to the ground, she pushed hard against me, burying both my cock and my thumb.

I could feel her pussy start to pulse, and I felt the familiar tingling in my balls, so I knew I wouldn't last much longer.

Before I could say anything, Adrienne started gasping and panting again. "Oh my god! I'm going to cum again!" 

"Oh, baby," I moaned. "I'm gonna cum too. You feel so good!"

"Yeah baby," she exclaimed loudly. "Cum for me, baby. Cum with me!"

"Where do you want me to cum?" I asked her, getting short of breath.

"Oh, baby," she moaned, "cum deep inside my pussy. It has been so long since I've felt a man shoot off in me!"

"Oh yeah!" I moaned as I felt myself getting closer.

"Oh, baby, I'm cumming!" she yelled. "Oh my god, I'm cumming! Again!"

"Oh, yeah, baby, me too!" I exclaimed as I blasted what felt lie a huge load into her hot depths. I could feel her pussy pulse on my cock, her ass squeezing my thumb, and her juices flowing over my balls as we stood there for a minute.

We finally collapsed together, on the couch, catching our breath. I heard some movement in the bushes as we sat there, but I wrote it off as just a critter. Finally, before we both fell asleep, Adrienne rose and started getting herself back together.

"I've got to get home," she said softly. "Lizzy should be getting home soon," she told me, referring to her daughter.

Before she walked into her yard, Adrienne turned and looked at me. "A whole month, huh?" was all she said, stepping into her yard.



House Sitting Ch. 02



The day after my fun-filled evening with Adrienne, I had just finished installing a new hot tub next to the Tiki hut, and was relaxing with a beer when Kate came into the yard.

"Hi. I just came to see how you were doing, over here all by yourself ," she said. 

"Oh, I'm doing fine," I told her. "Thank you."

"Good. You're not getting too bored, being in this big house all by yourself?" she asked.

I chuckled, and told her, "No, not too badly."

"Well, I'm bored," she said. "My parents came by this morning to spend the weekend with my kids, and I'm alone for the first time in ages!"

"Oooh!" I teased her. "Are you planning on going wild for the next couple of days?" 

Laughing, she responded, "Yeah, that's me, wild Katie! No, I'm bored! I was just over at Adrienne's, to see if she wanted to go out for dinner, and maybe a couple of drinks, but her daughter told me that she was napping. She said that her mother had a wild night, and was still sleeping it off."

"Really?" I responded. "Adrienne had a wild night? Good for her!"

"Yeah, but now I have no one to go out and try to get in trouble with!" Kate pouted.

"Well, I know that I'm not Adrienne," I told her, "but I would be honored to be your dinner companion tonight."

"Really?" she asked. "You would want to go out to dinner with me?"

"Why not?" I asked in return. "It beats both of us sitting alone, bored. Besides, there is a new Argentinian steak house that I've wanted to check out. You can be my fellow guinea pig."

"Ok," she answered. "Give me a couple of hours to get ready, and I'll come back here."

"A couple of hours?" I asked, teasing her.

"Hey, it's easy for you guys," Kate responded. "You just have to shower, and find clean clothes. We have to do our make-up, find the right outfit, then find shoes to go with the outfit ..."

"Ok, ok," I said, throwing my hands up in defeat, laughing. "Take as long as you need. I'll be here waiting ... patiently."

Kate laughed, and went to her house to prepare for a night on the town. As she reached the end of the driveway, she looked over her shoulder, to see if I was watching her. A smile came across her face as we made eye contact, and I noticed more sway to her hips as she walked the rest of the way to her house.

Just before five o'clock, the phone rang. "What does one wear to an Argentinian steak house?" she asked.

"Anything that you want, I guess," I told her. "I don't think that there is a dress code, but I wouldn't dress TOO casually."

"Ok," she said. "I have a good idea what I want to wear, but I just wanted to check, first. Do you want to pick me up, say in an hour?"

"That will be fine," I assured her. "I'll see you then."

"Ok, bye," she responded, with an almost flirty sound to her voice.

An hour later, I pulled my truck into Kate's driveway, and walked up her front stairs. As I rang her doorbell, I heard her call out, "Come on in. It's open."

A couple of seconds later, while I was waiting in her living room, Kate walked in. "Hi," she said. "Do I look ok?"

"Ok?" I asked as I looked her over. "No. You look incredible!"

She was dressed in a white halter dress, with a red design. She had on a pair of open-toed red heels, and her long amber hair was pulled back in a ponytail. The dress went about mid-thigh, and showed off her legs very nicely. 

The dress did a lot to emphasize her full breasts, which I guessed to be a large 'B' or a small 'C' cup, and her nicely rounded hips and ass. I was used to seeing her in her casual jeans and T-shirts, and like this, I thought that she could give Amy a run for her money, which was saying a lot!

"Thank you," she said, smiling. Turning her back side toward me, she asked the one question that men fear the most, "You don't think that this makes my butt look big?"

"Honestly, I think that the entire outfit makes you look incredible," I told her. "You will have every man, and a few women, looking at you."

"Oh, stop," she said, blushing slightly. "Don't forget, I've seen Amy dressed up for you, and I don't look ANYthing like that!"

"No, you DON'T look like Amy," I told her. "But you DO look just as beautiful, or dare I say, just as hot, as she does."

"Stop it," she said again, this time blushing fully. "Really?"

"Yes, really," I told her. "Now, are you ready?"

"Yes, I'm ready, and I'm hungry. Let's go!" 

When we got to the restaurant, I was proven right. From the valet who helped Kate out of my truck, to the young hostess who seated us, down to the other diners already there, both men and women, Kate drew a lot of attention.

"Now, can I say that I told you so?" I asked her after we were seated.

"Told me so, about what?" she asked.

"About how good you look," I told her. "The valet couldn't keep his eyes off of your legs, the hostess gave you the once over, and a big smile as we walked in, and almost every man, and quite a few women, watched you as we walked to our table. You look incredible."

"The valet is just a kid," she responded, "and the hostess is just being nice. That's her job."

"You can try to convince yourself all you want," I told her. "The fact is that a young kid, who sees a lot of younger women every day, was practically drooling over you, and a young woman gave you the once over. She didn't look at me like that."

"Stop," she said, blushing. "I'm sure that you're just imagining things."

"Ok, I won't embarrass you," I said, "but I know what I saw."

After that, I noticed Kate giving me glances over the top of her menu as we decided what to order. As we made eye contact at one point, she had a big smile on her face, obviously enjoying the fact that, at the very least, she had my attention.

We enjoyed a very nice dinner, a bottle of very nice red wine, and some excellent conversation. We decided to stay there after dinner, and listened to the house band play some Samba music.

We sat and had some more wine while we watched people dancing, and as I watched her moving to the rhythms in her chair, I asked Kate if she wanted to dance.

"You want to dance?" she asked, shocked.

"Why not?" I said. "I've never even tried to Samba before, but I'm willing to make myself look like a fool. Besides, I can't look any worse than some of the people out there right now."

Giggling, she got up and we walked out onto the dance floor. As we danced for the next few minutes, I enjoyed watching Kate's body. Her breasts bounced lightly, and her ass swayed as she moved to the music. She truly was a beautiful sight.

After we went back to our table and finished off our wine, we decided to head home. As we drove, Kate playfully whined that it was too early to go home yet.

"Well, why don't you join me, and we'll have a little more wine, and we can talk some more?" I suggested, not wanting the evening to end either. "Unless you'd like to go somewhere else for a couple of drinks and some dancing."

"No," she replied. "Let's head back. I don't want to go home yet, but if I'm going to have any more to drink, I want it to be close to home."

"That sounds good to me," I told her, as I headed home, encouraged by the fact that she wanted to spend more time with me, too.

When we got back to Amy's, we went around back to the Tiki hut, and I got another bottle of wine as Kate made herself comfortable.

As I started pouring the wine, Kate motioned towards the new hot tub. "I haven't seen that before. When did you put it in?" she asked.

"I just finished it today," I explained. "I haven't even had a chance to try it out yet."

"Aww, poor baby!" she teased as she sipped her wine. "A brand new hot tub, and no one to soak in it with!"

"Oh, I wouldn't say that," I responded, smiling at her. "You're here with me."

"You want me to break it in with you?" she asked, surprised.

"Why not?" I asked. "It's a nice night, and a good soak would be a great way to end an evening like this, especially after all that dancing."

"Yeah, that would feel nice on my legs and back, but I don't know if I should soak with you," she answered. 

"Why not?" I teased. "You don't trust me? Or you don't trust yourself?"

"Yes," she giggled, sipping more wine. "I also don't want to do anything that would hurt your relationship with Amy, or my friendship with her."

"My relationship with Amy is open," I explained. "Neither of us wants anything serious right now, so we are just friends. Very GOOD friends, but still just friends."

"HOW good of friends?" she asked.

"I know what you're getting at, but I will tell you, I NEVER kiss and tell," I told her. "I never even tell if I've kissed." Kate looked at me with a smile, and didn't say anything else.

"Now," I asked, "do you want to help me break in this hot tub?"

"I don't have a swim suit," Kate replied, after thinking about it for a second.

"Well, we're both adults," I told her, hoping that I wasn't pushing my luck too far. "And it IS a hot tub. We COULD go in nude, the way a hot tub is supposed to be enjoyed."

"Oh, I don't know if I'm ready for that," she said. 

"Well, why don't we go in and see if Amy has anything that you can wear," I suggested.

Kate looked at the hot tub, and said, "Oh, what the hell," and stood up. I turned the heater to the tub on, and we headed into the house.

We went into Amy's bedroom, and I told Kate where to look for a swimsuit, while I changed into something that I could wear.

After a couple of minutes, she walked out and told me that none of Amy's suits fit her. That really didn't surprise me, because Kate was a little wider in the hips, and bustier than Amy.

"Well, let's see what else we can come up with," I told her, and went back into Amy's room with her. As I walked in, Kate looked me over and smiled.

I opened Amy's closet, and found an old wife-beater that she wore under her shirts when she worked out. "How about this?" I asked Kate, holding it up for her. 

She took it and held it against her body. "Ok, this might work," she said. "What about bottoms, though?"

"How about your panties?" I asked. "They can't be any more revealing than a swimsuit bottom."

"The ones that I'm wearing are lace," she said shyly.

"Well, I don't think that any of her shorts will fit you," I reasoned. "How about this? You can wear a wrap out to the tub, and I'll turn around until you're all the way in."

Looking at me for a second, Kate finally said, "Ok, that will work. But I still don't think that it's fair that I will be in underwear, and you'll be in a swimsuit."

"Hey, I'm the one that suggested going in nude, remember?" I said.

"Well, then you go in nude, and I'll join you when I get changed," she said with a smile on her face, her eyes going over my body again.

"That fine with me," I said as I walked out, calling her bluff.

I grabbed a couple of towels and headed outside. I refilled the wine glasses, grabbed another bottle, just in case, and went to the tub. 

Checking the water, I was happy with the temperature, and I stripped off my suit and climbed into the tub. I had sunk most of the tub into the ground, but you still had to walk up three steps to get to the deck surrounding it.

As I sat there enjoying the water and the jets, Kate finally walked out of the house. "The shirt's a little tight on me," she said as she climbed the stairs to the tub.

"I'm sure it will be fine," I assured her. "Especially once you get in."

"I hope so," she replied. "Now turn around, like you promised."

I did as she asked, and heard her get into the tub. "Oh, this feels nice!" I heard her say, when she was all the way in. When I turned around, I saw her submerged up to her neck in the water. She had laid her head back on the padded edge and was starting to relax.

"I brought the wine glasses, if you want some more," I told her.

"That sounds good," she replied, and sat up to reach for her glass. I had placed my suit between the glasses, and I heard her gasp when she saw it laying on the deck.

"Oh my god!" she laughed. "You really did take it off?"

"I said that I would," I told her.

"So you're sitting there naked?" she asked, giggling.

"Yes," I told her.

"Oh my god! I don't believe it!" she said.

"What? Do you want proof?" I joked, as I started to stand.

"No!" she laughed. "At least, not yet."

I laughed, and sat back, reaching for my wine. We sat there for a few minutes, talking and drinking, until Kate said softly, "This is nice. Very romantic."

I didn't know how to reply to that, so I just looked over at her. Looking back at me, she asked, "Does that bother you, that I said that?"

"Not at all," I assured her. "I have to agree. It is very nice, and romantic like this."

"I'm sure that Amy will like this," she said softly, still looking at me.

"I'm sure that she will," I replied. "But there's no Amy here right now. Just you and me."

"Yes," she sighed, and reached up for her glass again. After finishing off her wine, Kate looked at me and asked, "Would you mind holding me?"

"I would love to," I said. "Why don't you slide over here, and lean back on me?"

"That sounds perfect," she replied.

Before she sat back against me, I quickly repositioned myself so that one of the jets would be hitting Kate just right. As she leaned into me, I slid my hands around her waist, and I felt the lace of her panties against my rising cock.

It didn't take long before the jets started taking their desired effect on Kate, and she adjusted her body just a bit. She gasped quietly, and I knew that she had felt my cock pressing against her asscheeks.

"This is nice," Kate whispered, as she nestled her head against my chest.

"Yes, it is," I agreed, and I started to slowly slide my hands up along the length of her arms while I softly kissed her neck.

I felt her breathing deepen as my hands started to slowly get closer to her breasts, and she moaned as my lips found a sensitive spot at the base of her neck.

Kate moaned louder when my lips reached her neck just below her ear and I started to softly nibble at the spot. At that point, my hands reached around and softly took her breasts in their grasp.

Kate moaned again as I lifted and squeezed her breasts, and she started to move her hips, rubbing her lace-covered ass against my hard shaft. Her nipples were hard and long, sticking out a good inch.

When I started to gently pinch her nipples while I nibbled on her soft spot under her ear, she breathed, "Oh my god!"

"Do you like that?" I whispered.

"Oh, yeah," she whispered back, arching her back to fill my hands better.

"Why don't you turn around?" I said, as I lowered my hands to her waist.

Kate turned and faced me, and climbed into my lap. I could see the dark outline of her aureola through the wet shirt, her nipples erect and standing out long. 

She looked me in the eyes, her lids half open, and I slid my hands up to her breasts. Cupping each one in my hands, I gently squeezed her tits, lightly pinching her nipples in between my thumb and forefingers, and she closed her eyes and sighed.

I pulled her into me, and my hard shaft fell between her legs, settling against her lace-covered mound. Kate moaned and moved her hips slightly, arranging my cock where it felt best on her.

Leaning into her, I kissed her lightly on the lips. She whimpered and wrapped her arms around me, intensifying our lip lock. I slid my hands down to her ass, and pulled her lower body closer into me, pressing my cock harder against her.

As I squeezed her asscheeks, Kate wiggled and moved her hips, sliding her panties against my pole. She broke off the kiss and pulled me in even closer, her head falling to my shoulder. I felt a slight shudder, and heard her gasp as she bucked her hips faster.

I started moving closer to the far wall of the tub, and leaned her back. Remaking eye contact, I slid my hands back up the front of her wet shirt, gliding them over her hard nipples, until my hands were at the neck of the shirt.

As I looked deep into her eyes, which dripped with lust and desire, I pulled the neck of the shirt apart, ripping it. Hearing the sound of the wet fabric tear, Kate gasped loudly, and then moaned, arching her back and thrusting her chest towards me. 

I squeezed her exposed breasts and nipples, and she kept her eyes closed as she moaned and gasped. She started to move her hips around again, and then reached down and took a hold of my rigid cock.

Her eyes widened as she wrapped her fingers around my hard shaft, and she whispered to me, "Stand up. I want to see you."

She released her grip on my rod, and I stood in front of her. As the water cascaded off of my body, her eyes immediately went to my cock, which stood proud. 

As I stood there, my cock hard and waving in the breeze, I heard some noise coming from the bushes, just as I had the night before. Again, I started to write it off as critters, but this time I noticed a branch moving higher up. Too high for a racoon or possum.

"That's NICE!" she whispered, regaining my attention. "Nice and thick! Long, too! I think I'm going to have fun with this!"

Kate smiled, and reached out again. As she wrapped her fingers around my wet, hard pole, she leaned in to me. Looking up at me, she opened her ruby-red lips, and slowly lowered her head over my cock.

"Oh, my god!" I gasped as she took my shaft into her mouth. I reached down and placed my hands on her head, and she slowly started to bob up and down, sliding her lips over my stiff rod.

Kate took me in deep, and then slowly slid my cock out of her mouth, dragging her tongue along the bottom side if the shaft. When she got to the head, she ran her tongue along the rim, and then started sucking on just the head as she stroked the shaft.

"Oh, yeah," I groaned. "That's nice."

She took me in deep again, and I held her head tight against my crotch. She sucked on the thick, hard shaft, and then slowly slid her lips back.

Reaching up, she took my ass in her hands and started bobbing her head faster, sucking firmly on me.

"Oh my god, that is so good!" I moaned as I watched her.

"Mmmm," she responded, and continued sucking me off. She worked her oral talents on me for a few more minutes, sucking my cock and flitting her tongue along it, until she released my hard staff from her mouth.

"That is a very tasty dick!" she said, continuing to stroke it as she sat back. 

As I lowered myself back into the tub, she released her grip on my shaft, and I leaned in and kissed her. It wasn't long before I started to kiss my way down her neck, and reached her shoulders.

As I started to work my lips and tongue down her chest, I placed my hands on her hips and lifted her up slightly. I sat her on my legs as I pulled one side of the ripped shirt away and kissed my way around her breast. Kate moaned as I lightly lifted her breast, and kissed and licked the underside.

I was circling my way around her breast, closing in on her nipple. When I reached the outer edges of her aureola, she groaned and placed her hands on my head. I stuck my tongue out, and softly licked my way along the darkened skin, and closed in the center.

I finally flicked my tongue across her hardened nipple, and Kate held my head tightly and sighed. Wrapping my lips around her stiff little bud, and sucked it into my mouth, sliding my tongue across it while I did.

After a couple of seconds, I reached up and placed my thumb and forefinger on either side of her erect bud and stretched the skin tight. I flicked my tongue over her nipple quickly, and Kate gasped, and whispered, "Oh, yes!"

I teased her like that for a few seconds, and then switched to her other breast. While I treated that one the same way I did the first, I pinched and pulled on her abandoned nipple, causing her to groan.

After a couple of minutes of teasing her breasts like that, I lifted her higher and sat her on the edge of the tub. As I slid my fingers into the waistband of her white lace panties, she reached down, grabbed my hands, and said, "These are my favorite panties. Don't rip them!"




House Sitting Ch. 02



Shelly and Jack Unite 

I heard Shelly stand up and grab something off of the floor. It was the TV remote. She turned the TV on as the DVD continued playing where it had left off. The scene on the big screen showed Shelly in her master bedroom. She was on all fours on her bed wearing a lacy, leopard print bra and panty set that barely covered her natural assets. She was talking seductively to the camera asking whomever was filming to set it on the tripod and begin with their naughty punishment. I was quickly becoming excited from watching the footage. Shelly, seeing my stiffening cock, walked toward the chair I was sitting in and knelt in front of me. 

I moved my gaze from the image of Shelly on the TV to the real life naked Shelly now kneeling in front of me. Her face was only inches away from my hard cock. I could feel her hot breath on my shaft as Shelly whispered, "I get wet watching a man stroke his cock! Will you stroke your big, hard cock for me, Jack?" 

Just the thought of Shelly talking to me in her lusty, sexual tone nearly made me cum all over again. My hands instinctively took hold of my erect man meat as I started stroking my shaft, paying close attention to my sensitive cockhead. I looked directly at Shelly while stroking myself. Her eyes watched my cock and hands as I eagerly jerked off before her face. 

"Is that what you like?" I said rhetorically. "You want a closer look?" Without waiting for her reply I flung my cock forward and caught Shelly right on her full, plump lips. 

A devilish smile ran across her face as her eyes met mine. Shelly's hands were resting on my knees as she watched me masturbate in front of her. She took her right hand and placed it on the engorged tip of my cock. With her left hand she cupped my balls and gently massaged them. Her touch was warm and precise. I relinquished control to Shelly and moaned with delight as she expertly stroked my man meat. 

I leaned forward and gently rubbed Shelly's hard nipples and firm breasts with my hands. I moved down her body touching her stomach and belly button, finally reaching her succulent vagina. Shelly's legs parted slightly as she rose up to meet my hand. Her wet, bald pussy was aching for some of my attention. 

As I pressed two fingers between her pussy lips I said, "You weren't kidding about getting wet, were you?" Shelly paused for a moment as her hands halted their stroking motion on my cock. She reached down, grabbed my arm, and pulled me forward onto the floor. 

In an instant I was flat on my back looking at Shelly. My hard cock was pulsating, engorged and ready for action. Shelly was on her hands and knees next to me, pacing like a lioness between me and the big screen. Her seductive, animalistic actions excited me beyond anything I had ever felt before. Her tight, naked body glistened with beads of sweat. Her tongue licked her lips making them wet and even more inviting. 

Shelly's eyes darted back and forth between my own eyes and my rock-hard erection. With exact precision, Shelly lunged at my cock and buried her mouth half way down my shaft. Her hot, wet mouth sucked on my cock as her hands ravaged my remaining shaft and balls. 

Once locked onto her target, Shelly swung her legs across my body straddling me so that our naked bodies were one. My hands eagerly grabbed the small of Shelly's back as I felt her hot, naked body against my own. I moved my hands toward Shelly's firm, tight ass and gently pulled her cheeks apart as my tongue found her dripping wet bald pussy. I thrust my tongue deep into her wetness! Shelly's pussy tasted sweet as I lapped up her juices. My tongue rubbed her hard clit as I sucked and nibbled on her wonderful pussy. 

My right hand gave a naughty slap on one of Shelly's ass cheeks. An approving moan from Shelly was followed by her increased sucking of my cock. My body was racing with sexual energy as Shelly devoured my manhood and I ravaged her pussy. I wet my middle finger with Shelly's juices and massaged her tight anus. I slowly worked my finger in and out of her tight ass. Gradually, I slipped in a second finger and finger-fucked her tight ass. Shelly's hips pushed to meet my fingers as I buried them all the way into her asshole. 

I adjusted my mouth so that my tongue could taste her sweet ass. With both fingers still inside, I pulled them apart and inserted my tongue into Shelly's tight ass. I worked my mouth around her anus and tongue-fucked Shelly. 

She pulled my cock out of her mouth and screamed, "Oh yes, yes! Suck my ass Jack! Fuck my ass with your tongue!" I rammed my face as deep into Shelly's ass as I could. Both of my hands were wrapped around her ass cheeks, spreading them apart. Shelly leaned back and sat on my face, her hands pressed against my shoulders. Her head was thrown back as my tongue was buried in her ass. 

My sexual desire was uncontrollable as I pushed Shelly's naked body off of my face and sat up. Shelly was again on her knees fingering her dripping pussy and asshole with both hands. 

Shelly looked back at me and in a seductive tone said, "You better stick that cock in me before I bite it off!" She bent over and put her ass right in front of my face. I got up on my knees and grabbed my throbbing cock, guiding it into Shelly's wetness. 

My engorged cockhead found Shelly's bald pussy and I rammed my full cock into her until my balls slapped against her fat pussy lips. We both moaned with carnal pleasure as our bodies slammed together. My hands grabbed Shelly's round hips as I pulled in and out of her pussy. Our bodies had a rhythm as I pounded Shelly's cunt and she accepted my hard manliness. I could feel myself getting ready to cum. I didn't want this moment to end without feeling Shelly's tight asshole wrapped around my cock. 

"Slurp", I pulled my hard cock out of Shelly's pussy and rubbed my engorged cockhead against her pussy lips for lubrication. I grabbed my shaft with one hand and with my other I spread Shelly's ass cheeks in order to make room for my aching man meat. Her anus was tight and, for a moment, hesitant to let me enter. I pressed my hips forward as Shelly moaned and pushed back against my cock. That was all it took for my rock hard cock to ease into her anal cavity. We rocked back and forth, in and out, each time increasing the amount my cock buried into Shelly's ass! 

Shelly screamed in pleasure, "Fuck yes! Fuck my ass. Your cock feels soooo good inside me!" I groaned in agreement, "Fuck me Shelly! Your ass is so tight I'm going to blow my load all over you!" Our bodies slapped together faster and faster until our climax was inevitable. With one final plunge I buried my cock deep inside Shelly's anal hole. She pressed hard against my groin as my cum filled her ass. Cum squirted out of her ass and onto her backside, running down her cheeks and leg. 

Shelly's climax was just as explosive as my own. Fingering her own pussy as I fucked her ass, Shelly unleashed a torrential stream of cum as she herself climaxed in time with me. Squirt after squirt of cum shot like a water pistol from Shelly's honey pot. 

Our bodies fell together in a sweaty heap, my body on top of Shelly's as she laid face down on the floor. My cock was still inside of Shelly's love canal. I felt her hand reach around and rub against my shrinking cock. She put her hand to her lips and sucked the cum from her finger tips. "Mmm. Now that is tasty! I think I like the taste of my ass as much as my own pussy." 

I was exhausted and totally spent. My legs felt like Jell-O. I leaned in close and whispered into Shelly's ear, "You are amazing. That was the best fuck of my life!" I kissed her cheek and rolled my body off, my cock making that "slurping" noise as it pulled out of Shelly's asshole. The cool floor felt nice against my sweaty, naked body. Shelly too rolled over as both of our naked bodies laid next to one another on the cool floor of the viewing room.



House Sitting Ch. 02



I smiled at her, and then started to slide her panties down her legs. As I removed them from her feet, I tossed them over my shoulder and heard the wet splat as they landed on the deck.

As I spread her firm, lean legs apart, I gazed at the auburn hair covering her wet mound and the juices that glistened on her lips. I pulled her hips closer to me and lay her legs over my shoulders as I leaned in and stuck out my tongue.

I wrapped my arms around her legs from underneath as I started to slowly run my tongue up one side of her inner thighs toward her steamy pussy, and then the other. Then I licked my way around the flesh surrounding her pussy, but still avoided her wetness.


Finally, I held her labia apart, now more wet with her juices than the water, and slid my tongue up the length of her slit, from her wet, seeping hole, all the way up to her stiff clit.

"Oh, yesss!" she whimpered as my tongue flicked across her thick, hard little nub. Her body jumped as I flicked my tongue across her clit, and she moaned her enjoyment.

I continued to lick along and around her clit, and she started moving her hips in rhythm to the beat that my tongue had set. 

Soon, I noticed a sharp intake of breath every time that I slid my tongue along the right side of the hood to her clit. I started to concentrate on that spot, and I quickened the pace of my tongue. Every once and a while, I would also flick my tongue across the tip of her clit, and she would hiss.

Shaking my head back and forth, my tongue was dancing across the hood of her clit, on one side, and across the exposed tip on her sensitive bud. When I started to slide a fingertip around the wet entrance to her steamy pussy, Kate moaned loudly.

"Ohhh!" she cried. "Yesssss!"

She gasped as I slid my finger into her hot hole, wrapping it around the underside of her pelvis. I flicked my finger, stroking her wet walls, as I started changing speeds with my tongue. I slowed my tongue as I slid my finger out, and added a second finger.

When I slid both fingers deep into her pussy, she gasped loudly and collapsed back onto the deck. I heard another sharp intake of breath as I resumed flicking my tongue quickly and started stroking my fingers in her wet hole. As I looked up, I saw that she was squeezing her tits, pinching her long nipples between her fingers.

"Oh my god!" she groaned as I buried my fingers deep and began flicking my fingers along the top wall. I would sometimes flick them together, sometimes alternating them, the whole time keeping them on the back of her pelvic bone.

Kate let out a loud gasp when I wrapped my lips around her clit and started sucking on it, still flicking my tongue across the tip, while I worked my fingers faster.

"Oh my god! Yesss!" she whimpered. "That feels SO GOOD!"

With her clit still trapped between my lips, I started moving my head, shaking it back and forth, and nodding it up and down. I also started stroking my fingers in and out of her pussy, which was getting wetter by the second.

"Oh yes! Yesss!" she started crying. "Oh my god! I'm gonna cum! Oh, baby, right there! Oh, yeah, don't stop!!!"

I kept working in her like that for a few more seconds, and then I felt her pussy muscles start to clamp down on my fingers. I released her clit from my lips and started to flick my tongue along the right side of her shaft and across the tip.

"Oh SHIT!" she cried. "Oh damn! Oh my god! I'm cumming! Oh my god, YES!"

Her body started shaking, and her hips were bouncing on the deck as her juices started gushing out of her spasming pussy. As I slowed my fingers, I could hear them sloshing in the fluids that were flowing from her hot hole.

She was trying to catch her breath as I slowly slid my fingers out of her pussy, still clamping down on them. As I pulled them out, I quickly slid the tips over her sensitive nub, and her body jumped again.

"Oh my god! That was incredible!" she moaned as I started kissing my way back up her body. "I don't think I've ever cum like that!"

As my lips reached her still hard nipples, my stiff cock brushed across her wet slit, and she moaned again.

Kate raised her head as she reached down and took my cock in her hand. With a glazed look in her eyes, she started to slide the head of my cock up and down her wet slit, and then placed the slickened head at the wet opening to her pussy.

She looked me with wide eyes, nodded her head, and I slowly started to push my cock into her hot, tight hole.

As soon as I had the head inside her pussy, she placed her hands on my chest and said, "Please go easy. It's been a long time since I've been with anyone."

I smiled at her and nodded. "I'll go nice and slow, at least at first," I told her, and started to slide in deeper. 

Out of the corner of my eyes, I noticed branches moving again in the bushes, and I knew that someone had to be in there. The movement was too high to be from a raccoon or possum. I decided that if they want to watch, I'd give them a show.

"Oohhhh!" she moaned as I slid the length of my shaft into her wet depths. "Oh my god, that feels good!" she sighed.

"This feels incredible!" I said my pubes rubbed up against hers.

I held her by the hips as I stayed buried in her hot, wet pussy, and I started to move my hips around. Kate moaned again as I wiggled my hard cock from side to side in her tight hole.

"Oh damn, that's nice!" she sighed. "You're so thick!"

"And you are so tight!" I told her, as I started to slowly slide my pole in and out of her pussy. 

I picked up her legs and placed them over my shoulders, and she lifted her ass off of the deck. I continued to hold on tight to her hips as I kept my cock buried deep inside her and started to buck my hips against hers.

"Oh yesss!" she groaned as she felt the head of my shaft bumping against her depths. She reached down and took a hold of my hips and pulled me tight.

After a couple of minutes, I pulled her legs down and pushed them back, so that her knees were almost touching her breasts and her feet were on my chest.

Pushing on the backs of her legs, I started to take long strokes, sliding the length of my shaft in and out of her pussy, pulling it completely out and then plunging it back in. That really seemed to have an effect on her, and her breath quickly deepened. 

"Oh yes!" she started to whimper. "Yes! Yes!"

It wasn't long before she started getting louder. 

"Fuck me! Come on, baby fuck me! Fuck me good!" she cried as she started to move her hips around. She was raising her ass every time I pulled out, waiting for me to slide back in.

"Oh, yeah! That's it! Oh my god, yes!" she moaned as I fucked her faster. "Oh baby, I'm gonna cum again! Fuck me!"

I kept my cock inside her tight, wet pussy as I fucked her harder and faster. I saw Kate's eyes start to roll back in her head, as she let out a long, low moan.

"Oh, yeaaaah!" she cried softly. "Oh my god! I'm cumming! Don't stop! That is sooo goooood!"

I slammed my cock in deep and held her hips tight as I felt her pussy walls pulse and squeeze my shaft, and Kate cried out, "Ohhhhh! Ohhhhhhhhh!"

After I let her calm down from her orgasm, I slid my cock from her pussy and slid the shaft up her slit. As my shiny head passed over her still sensitive clit, Kate's body jumped, and she let out a hiss.

Reaching down, she took my cock in her hand, and said, "Oh my god! You haven't cum yet?"

Smiling at her, I just rolled her over onto her belly and slid the head of my cock up and down her slit.

Kate placed her elbows on the deck and looked over her shoulder at me. "Please, don't tease me. Fuck me. Don't stop. That felt too good."

I placed the head of my cock back at the wet opening to her hot little pussy, and grabbed a hold of her wide hips. Holding on tight to her, I slammed my cock in deep, bottoming out as my pubes rubbed against her smooth ass.

"Oh my god! Yes!" Kate cried out. She started to wiggle her hips and push back at me as I slid my shaft in and out of her pussy, matching my strokes. 

She pushed herself up a little, lifting her body up a little higher off of the deck. I slid my hands up her sides, and brought them around, under her chest. I cupped her swaying tits and started to softly squeeze them as I stroked my hard cock in her body.

Kate moaned as I started to pinch and pull on her nipples, and then she reached her hand down between her legs. I could feel her fingers rubbing her clit, and I started to fuck her faster and harder.

"Oh, yeah," she moaned. "That's good. Right there. Fuck me. Fuck me!"

I brought my hands back down to her hips and held her tight as I slammed my rod into her wet pussy. I was moving so hard and fast that I was splashing water up to her belly and my balls.

Kate moaned long and soft as I started to pull my cock out of her clinging hole, and then stuff it back in. Her hand was moving faster on her clit, and her breathing was getting shorter.

I slid my hands from her hips back to her ass and grabbed a hold of her cheeks. Squeezing them, I pulled her asscheeks apart and pulled her back to me. I continued fucking her like that, pulling out and plunging back in, for a couple of minutes.

Still holding on tight to her cheeks, I pulled completely out, and slid the length of my shaft up and down her slit. Kate moaned as her pussy was emptied, but then sighed as my cockhead, wet with her juices, passed over her clit.

She took my cock in her hand and rubbed the head over her clit, sighing and moaning, dropping her head to the wooden deck.

Then, I moved my hips back a bit and slid my cock up her slit. She wiggled her hips as I passed the head over her wet, seeping hole, and I continued it's path up her backside. As I passed the wet, shiny head over her asshole, Kate gasped and moaned.

"Oh, yeah! Your cock feels so good sliding on my ass!" she cried loudly.

I heard a faint gasp come from the bushes when she said that, and I saw a branch move.

"Do you like my cock pressing on your ass?" I asked as I dry-humped her asscheeks, loud enough for our voyeur to hear.

"Oh yeah!" she whimpered. "I haven't had a cock in my ass in years! But not tonight. I'm not ready for one this size, yet. Just keep fucking me. I'm so close!"

Sliding my cock back down, I placed the head back at the wet opening to her hot, tight pussy, and plunged it back in.

"Ohhh!" Kate yelped as my hips slammed against her ass. "Oh yeah! Fuck me! C'mon, baby fuck me! Harder!"

I started to fuck her as fast and as hard as I could manage, driving her onto the deck. I placed my thumb at her asshole, wet with the juices that my cock left there, and started to press against it.

"Oh yeah! Oh my god! Yes!" she cried as I buried my thumb in her tight ass. "Oh baby! I'm cumming! Oh my god! I'm cumming!"

I slammed my hips forward and pushed my thumb in deep as she pushed back against me. She slid her hand back between her legs and started to rub her mound and slide her hand down to my balls.

"Oh yes! Oh my god!" she cried as her body started to shake and stiffen. 

I felt her pussy clamp down on my shaft as I slammed it deep inside her, and a surge of her juices started to flow over my balls. The milking of her hot wet walls made my own orgasm speed up, and I quickly started to stroke my cock in and out again.

"Oh, yeah, Kate," I moaned. "I'm gonna cum."

"Oh yes!" she cried. "Cum for me! Cum inside me! I wanna feel you cum!"

"Oh YEAH!" I cried as I felt my cock erupt inside her hole. "Oh my god!"

"Oh shit!" she cried as my cock exploded forth it's juices. "I'm cumming again! Oh my godd!"

As my cock spewed the last of my seed, I collapsed on her back. I could feel our breathing sync up as we both started to come down from our orgasmic highs.

"Oh my god," she whispered. "I can still feel your cock pumping in my pussy."

I chuckled as I lay there, and could only mutter, "Uh-huh."

Finally, after a couple of minutes, I started to slide my deflated cock from her wet pussy and I slowly fell back into the warm water.

Kate fell back with me and collapsed on the bench next to me. "That was incredible," she whispered, as she lay her head on my shoulder.

"Oh yeah!" I gasped, as she slid her hand over to my limp shaft. "When do your parents drop off your kids?" 



House Sitting Ch. 03



A couple of days after my weekend with Kate, I was in the back of the house, finishing up some yard work, when Liz, Adrienne's oldest daughter, walked in the yard with her friend Alexis, or Alex as she was known.

"Hi ladies," I said as I looked over their bodies, glad that I was wearing dark sunglasses. Liz was about 5' 3", with a slim body that she kept in shape by swimming on her college team. With her long, shiny black hair, she looked like a younger version of her mother. She was incredibly beautiful. As I overheard my son tell a friend of his, after meeting her, "She's not hot. She's FUCKING hot!"

Alex was about an inch or so shorter, also dark-haired, and carried a couple more pounds than Liz, but she was still gorgeous. She also was a swimmer, with an equally toned body. Both girls would be any college boys walking wet dream.

Both girls were wearing bikini tops with short skirts and flip-flops, making it very difficult for me to keep my composure. 

"Hi," Liz responded. "We're bored. My mom is out on the town for the evening with Kate, so we thought we'd come over here and visit. What are you doing?

Trying to get the thought of Adrienne and Kate, two women that I've slept with in the past week, out on the town together out of my mind, and at the same time wondering why these two girls wanted to come over here and visit, I explained that I was just doing some landscaping..

"Cool," she responded. "So you're not really doing anything important?"

"No, not really," I told her. "Why? What's up?"

"Well, we could use a man's opinion on something," Liz told me.

"Ok," I responded, putting down the lawn tools. "What do you want to know?"

Before she could answer, we heard some yelling coming from next door. Mary Beth and her husband were having yet another argument. It seemed like they were fighting almost every day, and getting louder each time.

"I could go for a drink, inside" I told the girls. "Would you like one?"

"That sounds great," Liz answered. "It IS getting kind of hot out here."

I led the girls into the house, and sat them down in the living room as I made them a couple of Margaritas.

"So, what can I do for you ladies?" I asked as I sat down with my beer.

They looked at each other, and after a couple of seconds, Liz asked me, "Do you think that Alex is pretty?"

"Alex is beautiful," I answered. "You are both two of the most beautiful, younger women I have seen around here."

"Why would you ask something like that?" I asked, wondering more specifically why they were asking ME that.

Alex started crying, and Liz put her arm around her to comfort her. "Her boyfriend just dumped her, because he said that she wasn't hot enough for her. He also said ..."

Alex shot her hand out and said "No!" sharply to Liz, and Liz stopped talking.

"What?" I asked. "Is he blind, dumb, or gay?"

They both laughed, and I actually saw a small smile come to Alex's face.

"Well, he's certainly not that smart," Liz answered.

"Obviously," I responded.

We continued to sit and drink for another few minutes, until both girls had drained their glasses.

"Would you care for another?" I asked, as I stood.

They both said yes, so I went back to the kitchen and made another batch for them, and grabbed another beer for myself. 

We continued to sit and talk for a couple of minutes, and I soon had Alex smiling and laughing again as I reassured her that it was her ex-boyfriend who was the problem, and not her. Before I could finish my beer, both girls held up empty glasses.

"These were good," Liz said. "Can you make us some more?"

"Sure," I said, as I stood. 

As I took their glasses, Liz asked, "Why don't you make a pitcher? It will probably make things easier for you."

"I can do that," I told her, and I went off to do just that.

"I'll help you," Liz said, standing and following me into the kitchen.

"Um, OK" I responded, wondering why she would suddenly want to help me with something that I had been doing by my self earlier.

"You've had a busy week so far, haven't you?" Liz asked as we were in the kitchen, mixing the drinks. 

"How do you mean?" I asked.

"Don't play dumb with me," Liz responded, hands on her hips, and a smile on her face. "I know that you're the reason that my mother and Kate have been walking around with their heads in the clouds and smiles on their faces the last couple of days."

"I don't know what you're talking about," I tried to tell her.

"Bullshit," Liz responded bluntly. 

"Excuse me?" I asked, trying to sound firm. 

"Do you think that I can't put two and two together?" she asked, getting cocky. "They both spend an evening with you, and then, the next day, they're walking around like blissed-out zombies. Just because I'm young, doesn't mean I'm stupid."

Looking her in the eyes, I knew that there was something else that she wasn't telling me, and my first thought was that she had seen me with both women. I remembered hearing noises coming from the bushes both times, but at first, I wrote it off as a critter. Now I was starting to have second thoughts.

"What are you getting at?" I asked, trying to see what she knew, or thought she knew.

"I'm getting at the fact that you fucked both my mother and Kate, and it must have been one of the best fucks either of them has had, from the way they acted the next day," she responded bluntly. "You must be damn good with your tongue, and really know how to use your cock!"

"I really don't think that my sex life, or that of your mother or your neighbor, is any of your business," I told her, again trying to sound firm.

"Hey, I'm not judging any of you," she responded. "Hell, if anything, I'm happy for my mom and Kate. Maybe even a little jealous, to tell the truth. No guy as ever had that effect on me!"

"So what is it you're getting at?" I asked. 

"I want you to fuck Alex," Liz told me bluntly. "Her asshole ex-boyfriend couldn't appreciate her, and from what she said, wasn't even able to make her cum. She should know what a real man can do, instead of some tiny-dicked jerk like him."

"You want me to seduce your friend?" I asked, shocked.

"No, I want you to fuck her," she answered. "Today. After this drink, she should be nice and ready. She's already told me that she thinks that you're hot, so it shouldn't be too hard to do. The best part, for both of us, is that I'll even help you."

"You're going to help me seduce Alex?" I asked. I was becoming more shocked, and disbelieving, by the second now.

"Well, I know Alex well enough to know the best way to soften her up," Liz said. "Just follow me. I'll lead things along, and then I'll say that I'm running home for a second. That's when you make your move."

I laughed, and said, "And you think that it will be that easy, huh?"

"Trust me," she replied bluntly. 

"How long will you be gone," I asked, not believing that I was actually thinking about going along with her crazy idea.

"Oh, I'll only be gone for a minute or so," she told me. "But I'm going to sneak back in quietly, and just watch."

I laughed loudly this time. "So you're not only going to set the two of us up, but then you want to stand in the doorway and watch?"

"Don't worry," she answered. "I'll only be in hiding until you get things going. Then I'm just going to walk in, sit down, and enjoy myself while I watch the two of you."

"And you don't think that Alex is going to be just a bit freaked, with you sitting there, 'enjoying yourself', while we go at it?" I asked.

"No, she'll freak," Liz said with a naughty smile, "but in a good way. The last time we got drunk together, she told me that her biggest fantasy was to have her brains fucked out while someone else watched. We are going to give her that fantasy."

I looked at her like she had lost her mind, but at the same time, thinking that this might just work. 

Liz smiled at me, and said simply, "Trust me. Now, let me go in there and start on her, and then you follow me in a couple of minutes."

With that, she turned and walked back into the living room, shaking her ass at me as she left the room. 

When I returned a couple of minutes later, the girls were whispering to each other, and Alex was giggling and blushing. I set the pitcher down in front of them and let them pour their own as I sat back down..

"What's so funny?" I asked as I handed them their drinks.

"Oh, nothing," they both replied.

"Well, you stopped talking as soon as I walked in," I replied. "If I were paranoid, I might think that you were talking about me."

"Maybe we were," Liz answered, and both girls giggled again.

"Well, just be careful girls, you know what they say," I teased them. "Most women are only a half bottle of Tequila away from getting naked, or having a lesbian experience."

The girls looked at each other and laughed. "Hell, it doesn't take that much for some of us," Alex said, laughing.

"And you know this from experience?" I asked.

They looked at each other again, and they both replied, "Maybe."

Speechless, I just sat there with a smile, as I envisioned these two women enjoying themselves, and each other. Finally, after a couple of minutes, Liz got up and excused herself.

"I have to run home for a few minutes," she explained. "I have to check on something before my mom gets home."

"You're going to leave us here alone?" Alex asked.

"Of course," Liz responded. "I can trust you two alone, can't I?"

As Alex blushed, I told Liz, "No promises. After a couple of drinks, alone with a beautiful woman ..."

Liz laughed, and Alex looked at me and smiled.

When we heard the door shut behind Liz, Alex looked at me and asked, "Do you really think that I'm beautiful, or were you just being nice?" 

"I told you before, you are one of the most beautiful women that I've seen," I replied.

Looking at me, Alex blushed. She then looked down, and said softly, "Thank you."

"Honestly, if I was closer to your age, you wouldn't be safe right now, knowing that you were single again," I said softly.

"What does age have to do with anything?" she asked as she walked over to where I was sitting.

"Now, why would a beautiful woman your age want to have anything to do with a man my age?" I replied, as she sat next to me.

"Because you probably know more about pleasing a woman than any guy my age," Alex said softly as she looked into my eyes.

"You think so, huh?" I asked, teasing her.

She looked at me and then stood. Standing in front of me, she slowly reached behind her neck and untied her bikini top, letting it drop to her chest.

"Are you going to try and tell me that you don't know what to do with these?" she asked, as she cupped and squeezed her breasts.

I just smiled as I sat back, enjoying Alex's display.

She untied the rest of her bikini top and let it fall to the floor, and then reached back and lowered the zipper on her mini-skirt. 

Letting the skirt drop to the floor, she stepped out of it wearing only a ping thong. Staring at me, she slowly ran her hand over her panty-covered mound. "And are you going to tell me that you don't know what to do with this, either?" she asked, her voice lower and softer.

"Oh, I not only know what to do with them, I know how to do it," I told her as I gazed at her full, perky tits and the rest of her firm body.

"That's what I'm counting on," she said, as she continued to slide her hand over her thinly covered mound as she slowly walked towards where I was sitting.

Standing, I took her in my arms and softly kissed her. As she wrapped her arms around me, she let out a soft moan, and I slowly turned us around.

With her back to the chair that I was just in, I softly pushed Alex, until she was seated. Her breathing was getting heavier, and I smiled at her as I knelt on the floor between her legs.

Looking her in the eye, I took one of her legs in my hands and gently kissed her ankle. Alex moaned softly and sank back into the chair, sliding herself forward.

Marveling to myself at the firmness of her leg, I slowly started to kiss my way up it's length, as I slid a hand along the other one, matching the progress of my lips.

"Ohh!" she gasped, as I quickly flicked my tongue at the back of her knee, and continued up her firm, taut inner thigh.

I could almost feel the heat radiating from her pussy as I reached the top of her leg, and I placed that leg over my shoulder as I started to kiss the inner thigh on her other leg.

With every kiss, Alex was moaning more, and breathing heavier. Finally, I decided to stop teasing her, and I pushed her legs back towards her chest. As her hips moved, her thong slid over to the side, and her wet pussy was exposed. 

I sat back on my heels for a second, enjoying the view of her bald pussy lips, already spreading open, with just a "landing strip" of hair above.

Looking up at her from between her legs, I leaned in to her and placed a kiss just above her open pussy lips. I could smell her musk as I planted my lips, and she moaned loudly.

I pulled back slightly, stuck out my tongue, and slowly dragged it up the length of her glistening slit, from the top of her seeping hole to her clit.

"Oh, yeah!" she gasped, as my tongue passed over her hard little bud.

She reached down and held her legs in place as I slowly slid my tongue around her pussy, looking for her most sensitive spots.

Soon, as I flicked my tongue along the right side of her clit shaft, Alex let out a long, low moan.

"Oh yeah!" she gasped as I started to concentrate on that spot, slowly and lightly sliding my flattened tongue up and down, occasionally flicking the end of my tongue across the tip of her clit.

Her breathing was getting heavier, and her hips were starting to move more as I continued to slowly bring her to orgasm. I stopped licking her for a second, reached up to the top of her wet pussy lips and spread them open wide. I wrapped my lips around her clit, and started to gently suck on it. 

"Oh my god!" she exclaimed as I softly pulled on her clit with my lips, while I flicked my tongue across it. "Oh yeah! That's so good!"

While I was sucking on her clit, I slid my fingers back down, and started to tease the opening to her pussy, which was now flowing with her juices.

She let out a soft, low moan as I wiggled my finger just at the rim of her wet hole. Alex started to move her hips forward, to get more of my finger into her pussy, but I continued to tease her with only the tip.

I started to slowly slide my flattened tongue along one side of her clit shaft while my finger inched it's way into her hole, which was soaked with her juices.

I started to quicken my pace as I added a second finger to her pussy and slowly slid them in further. 

Alex gasped as my tongue flicked along the sides of her clit, occasionally crossing the tip, and I began to slide my fingers in and out of her wet pussy faster.

"Oh my god!" she moaned in a high pitch, as I slid the pads of my fingers along the top wall of her pussy, reaching in deep behind her pelvic bone.

It didn't take long before she started bucking her hips again, faster this time. Her hands reached down and grasped my head, pulling me in tighter, then dropped down to the seat cushion, then up to the arm of the chair, gripping it tightly.

"Oh! Ohh! Ohhhhh!" she started moaning, her hips moving faster now.

"Oh my god! Yes! I'm gonna cum!" she yelled.

I felt her pussy clamping down on my fingers, and I buried them deep inside her wet hole, her juices flowing over my hand. As I alternated pressure with my fingers, I slowed my tongue back down , and Alex reached down and grabbed my head again, holding on tight.

"Oh shit!" she exclaimed. "Oh yes! I'm cumming! Oh yesssss!"

Her body started shaking and jumping, and suddenly a surge of fluid exploded from her tight hole, soaking my hand, wrist, and face.

"Oh my god!" she screamed, as her body continued to shake.

I slowed my pace down until she stopped shaking, and Alex's body relaxed and slumped into the chair. 

Her body jumped as I continued to slide my tongue along her pussy lips, licking up her juices. Finally, she pushed me back and told me I had to stop. 

"I can't take anymore," she gasped. "I'm too sensitive right now. That was fucking incredible!"

I smiled as I sat back on my heels, and I saw Liz standing in the doorway, watching us. When she saw me looking at her, she raised her finger to her lips, motioning for me not to say anything, and I saw her finger glistening with wetness.

As Alex recovered from her orgasm, she stood in front of me. "Now it's my turn," she said, reaching down for me. 

As I stood, she turned me around and had me sit in the chair. Sitting in my lap facing me, she saw all of her juices coating my face.

"Oh my god!" she whispered. "Did I do all that?"

"Yep," I answered with a smile, licking my lips. "You squirted all over me."

"Damn!" she gasped. "I've never done that before."

"Well, I'm glad that I could get you to do it," I told her.

Alex leaned in and kissed me, and whispered in my ear, "Thank you for proving me right. You DO know more about pleasing me than any guy my age."

"It was all my pleasure," I assured her.

"No, not ALL of it was YOUR pleasure," she said.

She leaned in and started kissing around my face, and I felt her tongue licking up her juices.

"Mmm," she said softly. "I taste pretty good on your face."

Without saying another word, Alex slid off of my lap and knelt between my legs.

I started to pull my shirt over my head as she began to unbutton my pants and lower my zipper.

When she had my pants open, she slid her fingers into the top of my boxers, and started pulling them both down.

"Oh my god!" she whispered, as my hard cock sprung free. "You're huge!"

Alex reached up and tried to wrap her fingers around my shaft, and I smiled when she realized that she couldn't get them completely around it.

She slowly started to stroke my hard cock, never taking her eyes off of it, when I heard Liz behind me.

"Oh my god!" she exclaimed, startling Alex. "No wonder my mom and Kate were so happy! Look at that thing!"

Alex jumped when she heard Liz's voice, but never stopped stroking me. "How long have you been here?" she asked, smiling.

"Long enough to know that this guy must have an incredible tongue," Liz answered. "You've never squirted for me!"

"I've never squirted before, period!" Alex responded. "Now, why don't you sit down and watch, while I repay this man for sharing his talent."

Liz smiled as she walked across the floor, and Alex leaned in to me, slowly stuck out her tongue, and dragged it up the length of my stiff shaft, starting at my balls, and ending up at the head of my cock.

When she reached my head, Alex held firmly on to the base of my cock and wrapped her lips around the head. As she started to slowly stroke up and down on my shaft, she sucked on the head, flicking her tongue across the very tip.

As I sat back and moaned my enjoyment, I watched as Liz started undressing. She shook her long black hair free and untied her bikini top, letting her firm tits free. 

While she didn't have her mother's chest size, her aureole were just as big, with the same thumb-sized nipple sticking out of the center.

Alex started sliding her lips down over my cock, continuing to stroke me, as I moaned again.

"Oh yeah, baby, that feels nice!" I told her as her head started to bob up and down. 

When she started to take me in as deep as she could, holding her head still and moaning her pleasure, I started to think that her now-ex boyfriend must have been a real idiot. For a girl that claimed to have been with only a couple of guys, she had a lot of skills!

I reached out and held her head down on my cock as I looked over at Liz, who continued to watch us. 




House Sitting Ch. 03



The Kitchen 

I heard voices before I saw the lights illuminate the entire office. In my exhausted state I was sluggish to comprehend what was happening. In reality, I was in a state of complete relaxation and didn't really care. I looked over at Shelly to see if she had gotten up to turn the lights on. Her eyes were closed with a calmness covering her from head to toe, a satisfying smirk on her face. I looked around for my clothes or some other item to cover my nakedness. There was nothing within arm's reach. 

My only option was to act as if lying on the floor completely naked, with Shelly by my side, was perfectly normal and ordinary in Bill's office. 

"Hello", I quipped to the young woman as she walked into view from behind the two leather chairs. "Have you seen my clothes anywhere? I seem to have lost them." 

The young lady was visibly surprised upon hearing my voice and seeing two nude people on the floor. My arms were folded behind my head as I smiled at Bill's house maid. She took a moment to gather her composure and evaluate the situation. 

"I am so sorry Jack. I didn't realize anyone was still in here!" the innocent looking maid said as she stood looking down at my nakedness. "I saw you in here earlier but I thought you had retired to your room. I will come back later." 

I stared back at the young, attractive maid. Her black hair was shoulder length and slightly curled. Her eyes were a striking emerald green that sparkled against her light brown skin tone. She had a glow about her as if she had just walked off the beach from tanning in the tropical sunshine. Her frame was petite, standing maybe 5' tall, yet she walked with an air of confidence. The form-fitting outfit she wore accented her well-endowed body; her breasts were perky and full, her legs were short and sexy, and her derrière was plump. I could see why Bill kept her around the house. 

Just then Shelly awoke to see the maid and I talking. She rolled onto her side and looked at the young lady with a smile. "Hi Jasmine. Were we making too much noise?" 

"Not at all Miss Smith", Jasmine politely replied. "I was just going to tidy things up before Mr. Gray returned from his trip. I will come back at another time." Jasmine looked directly at Shelly while talking to her. Her eyes washed over Shelly's body and took in her nakedness, enjoying the sight of the nude house guest. 

"We are finished in here for now Jasmine", Shelly stated. "Go ahead and give this place a thorough cleaning. Jack here got a little excited and blew his cum all over the place! This might take you some time to clean." 

Shelly roused herself from the floor and motioned me to do the same. Our nakedness seemed to make Jasmine feel left out. Instead of turning away or pretending to look somewhere else, Jasmine gazed freely at Shelly and myself and our naked bodies. She obviously enjoyed the nude form and was not shy about exploring both of our bodies with her eyes. I was more than happy to oblige Jasmine. It was a bit of a turn on to have her watch me walk around the office completely naked. 

Shelly turned toward me and asked if I was hungry. "I am famished", I replied. "Hey Jasmine", Shelly asked, "Is there anything prepared in the kitchen?" 

Jasmine politely responded, "There is fresh fruit and cheese in the refrigerator. I am happy to prepare something more if you would like." 

"That will do just fine." Shelly smiled as she spoke. "We'll see you in a bit Jasmine." Shelly began to walk toward the kitchen. As she passed by me, her hand reached out and tugged on my limp cock. "You coming?" she asked rhetorically. 

I watched Shelly's plump, tight ass jiggle as she continued toward the door. The tramp stamp tattooed in the small of her back danced as she walked. I eagerly followed her toward the kitchen; my appetite for food and more sexual fun growing by the minute. 

As my eyes watched Shelly's beautiful naked body walk in front of me, I realized how hungry I had become. I glanced out the window as I walked by and noticed it was dark outside. I was curious how much time had passed while Shelly and I were fucking in Bill's office. Whatever the case, I had worked up a mighty appetite. 

As I turned from the hallway into the kitchen I saw Shelly's plump ass sticking out of the refrigerator. She was bent over, grabbing the fruit and cheese and whatever else she could find. I snuck up behind Shelly and gave her a quick little spanking. She jumped slightly at my touch and let out a coy chuckle. 

I sat at the breakfast bar and watched as Shelly expertly balanced the myriad of food items she had taken from the fridge. "I think this should suffice, yes?" Shelly mumbled, her mouth wrapped around a crisp red apple. I agreed and began to devour the fruits and cheeses. Shelly sat across from me at the bar as we made small talk about her life as an adult porn star and my career. We were both naked and enjoying the late night snack. 

Needing a drink, I got up and opened the fridge to see what was available. "You want anything to drink?" I asked as I took inventory of my options. "I'll have whatever you grab." replied Shelly. 

I looked in the freezer and found a bottle of Patron tequila. I pulled it out and walked over to the cabinet and grabbed two glasses. As I turned around to head back to my seat at the bar I looked up to see Shelly sitting Indian-style on top of the breakfast bar. She was looking directly at me with a devilish smirk on her face. "I was hoping you would find that!" Shelly said. 

While I was looking for something to drink Shelly, in her naughty nakedness, had prepared herself for a shot of tequila. She had licked her right nipple and covered it with salt. Between her legs, gently placed between her bald pussy lips was a wedge of lime. 

"Are you going to do a shot first or should I?" Shelly asked. "I am game" I quickly replied, a smile growing wide across my face. Shelly scooted to the edge of the bar directly in front of where I was sitting. I opened the tequila and poured a generous amount into a glass. Shelly arched her perky breast toward me as I leaned in to lick the salt off of her erect nipple. I licked her breast, downed the tequila, and instinctively went for the wedge of lime. 

Shelly uncrossed her legs and placed them on my shoulders. My face was once again in Shelly's pussy, though this time sucking on a lime. I sucked the lime dry and spit the wedge onto the counter. 

Shelly leaned onto her back as my hands grabbed her tight ass and pulled my face deeper into her crotch. My tongue delved deep into Shelly's hot, wet pussy. I tongue-fucked her pussy as I nibbled on her clit and pussy lips. Shelly's wetness covered my mouth and chin as I eagerly ate her. 

I grabbed a few grapes and cherries and stuck them into Shelly's pussy. I quickly followed with my mouth and ate them as they popped out. Shelly giggled in delight as I continued to eat fruit from her bald pussy. I stood up from the bar stool to adjust my aching cock. Shelly glanced at my hardness as a naughty smile grew on her face. 

Noticing her look of interest, I began to tease Shelly. I took my right hand and rubbed Shelly's wet pussy. I then began to rub my cock with my wet right hand. I could see Shelly watching my hand as I lubricated my shaft with her juices. I wetted my hand again and continued to jerk off while eating Shelly's pussy. 

I looked at Shelly. She was biting her bottom lip as her eyes locked onto my man meat. Her hands were groping her firm breasts, her fingers pulling on her hard nipples. I pulled my face off of Shelly's pussy and licked my lips. My face was soaking wet with her juices. I took my left hand and rubbed Shelly's wet bald pussy getting my fingers nice and wet. I climbed on top of the breakfast bar and took both hands and covered my cock with her pussy juices. I stood over Shelly and stroked my rock hard cock with both hands. 

Shelly was still on her back looking up at me as I stood over her on the breakfast bar jerking off. Her eyes were watching me as I masturbated. I was enjoying performing for Shelly and how excited she had become when I noticed we were no longer alone in the kitchen. 

Shelly and I were so focused in the moment that we both failed to notice Jasmine, Bill's housemaid, peeking in on us from the hallway. I glanced in Jasmine's direction while continuing to grip my cock with both hands, stroking myself to satisfaction. Our eyes met in what seemed to be a long, awkward moment. 

Jasmine was standing in the entryway to the kitchen just five feet from where Shelly and I were playing, frozen solid. Shelly noticed my surprise and turned to see Jasmine. Shelly and I looked at Jasmine and she back at us for what seemed like forever. The only sound to be heard was that of my hands feverishly stroking my man meat as I continued to masturbate over Shelly. 

The slapping of flesh and my uninhibited moans of pleasure created a sexual tone that filled the kitchen. Jasmine's eager eyes darted between my own eyes and my rock hard cock as if she wasn't sure where she should focus her attention. Her mouth was slightly open as if wanting to say something but she was too surprised, or excited, to make a noise. 

I looked at Shelly and gave her a wink. Not missing a stroke, I turned to face Jasmine and continued jerking off as I aimed my engorged cock directly at her. Shelly sat up and positioned herself underneath me, between my legs, facing Jasmine and reached up with her hands to jerk me off. I relinquished control to Shelly as she expertly took control of my manliness. I put both hands on my hips and aimed my man meat at Jasmine. 

Jasmine was still frozen in the kitchen entryway, her eyes now locked onto the masturbating escapade before her. Jasmine stared as Shelly jerked me off in front of her. 

"I am going to explode" I moaned as Shelly continued to stroke my shaft and tease my balls. Within an instant, my body heaved in a huge orgasm. Squirt after squirt of cum exploded out of my cock. Shelly continued to stroke and aim my cock directly at Jasmine as my cum shot out and covered her. I spewed my cum in arching delight as it landed on Jasmine's face and chest. 

Shelly gave my cock one last tug and licked the remaining cum off of my cockhead. "Nice shootin' there pardner!" Shelly chuckled as I sat next to her on the bar. 

"I think I am out of ammo for a while" I retorted as I tried to catch my breath. 

Jasmine, still speechless, stood before us. She had cum on her face and chest and her emerald green eyes seemed to flicker with lust and adventure. Jasmine's tongue seductively began to lick her lips, tasting the fresh cum that covered her. 

Jasmine quietly turned and made her way to the kitchen sink. Without saying a word, she filled the sink with warm water, opened a drawer and pulled out a towel. Jasmine stepped back slightly to unzip her form fitting outfit. Once undone, the garment dropped to the floor as Jasmine stood there completely nude. Her perfectly tanned body was highlighted by her perky breasts and plump backside. 

Jasmine moistened the towel and began to wash her face and chest. The scent of coconut soap lingered in the air as she washed off the remaining cum from her face and upper torso, the warm water glistening on her skin as it ran down the length of her body pooling on the tile floor. 

Jasmine turned and looked at me. She motioned for me to join her at the sink. I edged my naked body off of the breakfast bar and walked over next to her. Jasmine moistened the towel and gently began to wash my face and neck. I closed my eyes as the warm water and coconut scented soap reminded me of a spring break retreat in the Bahamas. 

Jasmine continued to wash my body moving down my torso and hips. She knelt down in front of me and focused her attention on my limp penis. Her touch was careful yet precise as she cleansed my manhood. 

I continued to stand in silence and watch as Jasmine focused her attention on washing me. Her attention to detail was amazing. It seemed as if Jasmine had washed another person a time or two. She cleansed every inch of me. Her delicate hands reached every orifice leaving nothing untouched. The towel gently fell to the floor as Jasmine's hands continued to touch me. 

My limp cock flowed between her small fingers of one hand while Jasmine's other hand had reached around my body squeezing my ass. Jasmine handled and massaged my penis like a seasoned professional. Her touch was warm and erotic and I enjoyed feeling her hands on me. I was somewhat surprised that my cock hadn't "risen to the occasion" with all of the attention from Jasmine. 

"Your touch feels amazing!" I whispered, not knowing if Jasmine would hear me. "I hope you don't think I am not turned on due to my limp cock. It's just..." 

Jasmine interrupted me, "I enjoy touching your penis. Please don't think I am trying to tease you. It's just that I love seeing a man's penis up close like this. I am glad you aren't hard right now. Am I making you feel awkward?" 

I let out a deep breath and leaned back against the sink. "Not at all" I said. "Please look as long as you'd like." 

Jasmine continued to massage my shaft and touch my balls. I widened my stance to give Jasmine full access to my crotch. One of Jasmine's fingers was gently rubbing my anus. I felt completely at ease as my body was totally relaxed and I enjoyed Jasmine's touch. 

Jasmine looked up at me as she put her nose between my shaft and ball sack and breathed in. She seemed to enjoy the scent of a man's penis. She rubbed my penis on her face and forehead as she looked at me. 

Jasmine and I looked at each other not saying a word. I enjoyed seeing my flaccid penis on Jasmine's innocent face. Jasmine continued to enjoy my cock and balls as she gripped my shaft with her hand and firmly pulled it away from my body. My limp cock stretched twice its size as it slid through her hand, eventually falling back against my leg. 

Jasmine once again placed my limp cock on her face. This time, instead of pulling my penis with her hand, she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around my cockhead. Jasmine slowly opened her mouth and pushed her face into my crotch, taking my limp penis completely into her warm mouth. It felt strange having my cock in Jasmine's mouth while I wasn't hard. 

I moaned with delight as the moist heat of Jasmine's mouth engulfed my cock. Her massaging and tugging had excited me to the point where my cock began to regain its erectness. I looked down at Jasmine to see her reaction toward my stiffening cock. Her eyes were opened wide as she felt my manhood growing inside her mouth. Jasmine pulled her lips off my cock and stood up in front of me. Her small hand stroked my growing cock as she looked at me. 

"I seem to have hit a nerve with you Jack!" Jasmine said with a smile. "Would you mind if we continued this later? I still need to clean up this kitchen before Bill gets home." 

I was visibly excited by Jasmine but I agreed with her as I kissed her gently on the lips. "No worries" I said. "Thanks for washing me up." 

"There are some clean clothes in the master bedroom, if you would like," Jasmine said as she turned to pick up the towel off the floor. "You appear to be about the same size as Bill. I can assist you when I am finished cleaning up the kitchen." I spanked Jasmine's firm ass and headed toward the other end of the house where the master bedroom was located.



House Sitting Ch. 03



When she saw me looking at her, she smiled and spread her legs open, revealing a bare pussy under her short jean skirt. She had apparently taken off her panties while she was watching us earlier. Unlike Alex, Liz's pussy was completely bald.

While I was looking at Liz, I noticed Alex tilt her head up to look at me. When she saw that I was watching Liz watch us, Alex started to suck and stroke my cock with even more gusto. Her moaning got louder, also.

After a couple of minutes of pleasuring me like that, Alex plunged her face down as far as she could and softly squeezed and stroked my balls. She then started to bob her head only an inch or so, acting like she was trying to take me deeper, making me feel the vibrations of her continued moaning.

"Holy shit!" I gasped as Alex worked on me. I looked over at Liz, who had started fucking herself with her fingers and pulling on a stiff nipple, never taking her eyes off of us.

Alex sucked on my cock for a few more minutes, until she leaned back. As she continued stroking my shaft, now shiny and wet from her saliva, she looked up at me.

"I've gotta stop," she said. "I love sucking this big cock of yours, but it's so thick, it's making my jaw sore."

"That's fine," I told her as I caught my breath. "Why don't you climb up here and go for a ride?"

"Ok!" she exclaimed, as she stood.

Straddling my legs, Alex stepped in to me and bent her legs. She slid the head of my cock along the length of her slit, which was still wet with her juices. As she placed my cock at her hot, wet hole, she looked me in the eyes and slowly lowered her body. 

"Oh my goddd!" she whimpered, as her ass came to rest on my thighs.

"Oh yes!" I moaned in agreement. Alex had one of the hottest, wettest, and tightest pussies that I had ever been in.

She didn't move for a couple of seconds, as she looked at me with wide eyes. Then she suddenly leaned in to me and kissed me hard, plunging her tongue deep into my mouth.

"I have never been this full!" she said finally, as she pulled back and started moving her hips back and forth, grinding her pelvis against mine.

I reached around behind her and grabbed her tight ass. "You've got such a nice, tight pussy!" I told her, as I started to lift her.

Alex pushed me back further into the chair, and started raising and lowering her ass, sliding her pussy up and down my cock.

I held her tight and looked over her shoulder towards Liz, who had two fingers sliding in and out of her pussy, with a big smile on her face and glazed eyes.

After a couple of minutes fucking like that, Alex started to moan loudly again.

"Oh yeaaah!" she exclaimed. "This is SO GOOD!"

I watched as Liz started fucking herself faster with one hand, and pulling hard on her nipple with the other. As she would extend the stiff nipple, she rolled it between her fingers. I could she her chest rising, her breath getting heavy.

"Damn," I thought to myself. "She's just like her mother. She likes her nipples pulled and squeezed."

Alex had pulled back just a little, so that her nipples were grazing across my chest while she bounced up and down on my cock, and her breath was getting heavy, too.

Her body let out a small shudder, and I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock for a second as she softly whimpered.

"Oh yesss!" she moaned as I felt her juices flow from her pussy and down my balls.

I told her to stop for a second, and she moaned loudly. "Turn around, and ride me reverse," I told her.

Smiling again. Alex stood and turned around. As she straddled my legs again, she saw Liz, her fingers a blur and her pussy shining with her juices, and she gasped.

Alex wasted no time as she dropped back down on top of me, bottoming out my cock in one motion.

The girls looked at each other as I held Alex down tight. As I began moving her back and forth, I started bucking up in to her, enjoying the view of her ass as she rode me.

Liz let out a long, low moan, and I saw her body shake a little as she buried two fingers deep into her pussy. Her body stiffened for a second, and then she slumped back into her seat.

"Oh my god! That is SO hot!" Liz moaned as she slowly slid her fingers out of her wet hole. She kept watching us the whole time.

Alex started to moan again as she squeezed her tits and leaned back into me. We both let out a low moan as we watched Liz lick her juices from her fingers.

I brought my hands up to Alex's tits and started to squeeze them, holding her back to me, as she slid her hands down to her pussy and started rubbing her clit.

I had closed my eyes and was enjoying all of the sensations that I was feeling, when Alex started to moan louder than she had before. Suddenly, her body jumped, and she gasped loudly.

Liz had crossed the room and was sitting on the floor in front of us, sliding her fingers over Alex's pussy.

"Oh my god! Oh yesssss!" Alex moaned. "Oh fuck! I'm cumming again!"

Liz started stroking Alex's clit faster, and that caused Alex to explode.

"Oh shit!" she yelled. "Holy fuck! Oh yeah! Oh my GOD!" I felt her pussy clamp down again, squeezing tight to my cock, and another surge of pussy juice flowed over my balls. My pole squished in her fluids as I continued to buck my hips up into her.

Alex fell forward as her body collapsed, and Liz held her up, looking over Alex's shoulder at me with a smile on her face.

After Alex regained her strength, Liz helped her stand. My cock slipped from Alex's wet pussy with a loud slurp, and Liz reached out for it. As Alex lay on the floor, Liz leaned in and slid her tongue along the underside of my still hard shaft.

"Mmm, what a tasty combination of flavors," she said as she stoked my cock. Alex looked over at her and moaned, as Liz slid her lips over my cockhead and slowly lowered her face down to my body.

"Oh, my god! That feels good!" I moaned as Liz started sucking my cock. She was better at that than Alex, and just about as good as her mother.

She sucked and stroked me for a couple of minutes, until she finally let my shaft fall from between her lips.

"I want to be fucked, and I want to be fucked right now," she said, as she lay back on the floor.

I heard Alex moan as Liz said that, and I slid out of the seat. Liz lifted her legs and placed her feet around my neck as I got up on my knees.

I placed my cock between her wet lips, slipping the head inside her warm hole. Grabbing her by the hips and lifting, I plunged the entire length of my pole deep inside her.

"Oh shit!" she yelped as I bottomed out in her tight pussy.

I started to slowly slide the entire length of my cock in and out of her hot, wet depths as she stated to squeeze her tits. Watching us, Alex sat up and leaned back against a recliner, and started to run her fingers across her clit.

Liz and I fucked like that for a few minutes, until I heard her breath change, and she started to moan loudly.

"Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" she gasped.

I slammed my cock in deep, causing Liz to yelp and Alex to moan. I slowly slid my cock out of Liz's oozing pussy and slapped her clit a couple of times with the head of my cock, making her body jump.

I told Liz to roll over, and she got up on all fours. She was watching Alex as I lined my cock back up with her pussy.

Grabbing her by the hips again, I slammed my cock in deep. Liz gasped as my balls swung forward with my thrust and slapped against her pussy lips. 

I started fucking her again, and after we had a nice rhythm going, I leaned back against the chair behind me, and I watched Liz's tight ass as she fucked back against me.

After we fucked like that for a while, with Liz moaning more and more, she slid her hand between her legs and started to play with her clit. 

"Oh yeah!" she whimpered. "This is SO GOOD!" Alex had slipped a couple of fingers into her pussy and was fucking herself while she watched us.

She started moving her hips faster into me, and her breathing got heavy again. I leaned back into Liz and gently pushed her forward, until she was laying on her belly, her hand still between her legs.

I straddled her legs, pushing them together, and raised my body towards her head. I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled back on it, raising her head. She was looking directly at Alex's wet pussy, fingers sliding in and out, glistening with her juices.

As I resumed fucking her, Liz started moaning louder. "Oh yeah! Fuck me! Oh yeah!" she whined as I started moving faster.

Alex was moving her fingers faster in her pussy as I pounded Liz's pussy, and both girls were getting louder. 

Soon, Liz gasped, "Oh yes! Oh my god yes! Oh shit, I'm gonna cum!"

I started to take longer strokes in her pussy, and she moaned more.

A few seconds later, Alex brought herself to an orgasm, her body shaking slightly, and then Liz peaked.

"Oh shit! Oh yes! I'm cumming! Oh my god, YES!" she yelled, as her pussy started squeezing on my cock, and her free hand tried to grab onto the carpet.

As both girls started coming down from their orgasms, I was amazed that I hadn't cum yet, but I knew that I wouldn't last too much longer. 

I slowly slid my stiff cock out of Liz's soaking wet pussy, causing her to moan.

"Alex, come here," I said, as I caught my breath. 

Liz rolled over onto her back as Alex crawled across the floor to us.

"Get on your hands and knees," I told Alex, turning her to face Liz.

Placing her body over Liz's, Alex did as I told her. The girls' faces were inches apart as I knelt behind Alex.

I started sliding the head of my cock up and down her wet slit, and she moaned, lowering her head. Liz wrapped her arms around Alex's back, pulling her down, and kissed her.

Alex moaned again as she felt her friend's lips against hers, and I slid my cock into her wet hole. Alex moaned again, louder, as I pushed deep into her pussy, and Liz's kiss intensified.

I wanted to hold off my orgasm as long as possible, so I only bumped my hips forward a bit, bucking against Alex's firm ass. 

Alex pulled her lips from Liz's as she whimpered her approval, and Liz started to slide her body out from under Alex's.

Alex didn't raised her body much, pushing back against me instead. When Liz was completely out from under Alex, she turned around, and slid back underneath, so that the girls were in a 69.

Alex let out a low moan as she felt Liz's tongue start to flick across her clit, and she dropped her face to Liz's wet pussy, and started to run her tongue along Liz's clit.

That sight, plus the feel of Liz's nose rubbing on my balls, was all too much for me, and I knew that I was going to cum soon. I started sliding the entire length of my cock in and out of Alex's pussy, getting faster and faster, and Alex started moaning louder into Liz's pussy.

Soon, I felt the tightening in my balls, and I moaned loudly. "Oh yeah!" I gasped. "I'm gonna cum! Oh my god, your pussy feels so good!"

Both girls moaned louder, and Alex started pushing back against me harder, shaking her head into Liz's wet pussy. Liz reached up and held Alex's body tight to hers, wrapping a leg across Alex's head, holding it in place.

That did it for me. There was no more holding back.

"Oh shit!" I yelled, as my balls exploded, blasting my load of cum deep into Alex pussy. 

She must have felt my cock spewing it's load, because she gasped loudly, and her body shook for a few seconds.

"Oh my god!" she whimpered. "I'm cumming again!"

That must have caused a chain reaction with Liz, because she reached down, holding Alex's head tight to her pussy, and her body started shaking as she moaned long and loud.

Soon, after all of our bodies stopped shaking, we all collapsed on the floor as we tried to catch our breath.

"Oh my god!" Alex finally moaned. "I have never cum like that before! That was fucking intense!"

Liz giggled, and let out a big sigh. "Well, I was right," she said as she looked up at me. "Apparently, you ARE damn good with your tongue, and you DEFINITELY know how to use your cock!"

"So was this better than hiding in the bushes and watching?" I asked Liz.

"Huh?" she responded.

"C'mon Liz, don't play stupid," I told her. "I heard you rustling around in the bushes when I was with your mother and Kate."

Liz smiled at me. "You've got the wrong neighbor," she told me, laughing. "I was watching, but not you. I was watching the watcher. Try the other side of the house."

"Mary Beth?" I asked, shocked.

"Yep," Liz responded. "Little Miss Holy-Roller is a Peeping Tom."

Stunned, I sat back and thought about what Liz had just said as I watched her and Alex stroke each other's legs.

"And from what I over-heard Kate tell my mom, Mary Beth thinks you're hot, too," Liz told me, with a giggle.

"Damn, I've got almost two weeks before Amy gets home, too!" I thought to myself as my body relaxed and my mind started racing. 



House Sitting Ch. 04



As I was lying in bed the morning after my romp with Liz and Alex, my mind was racing. Since Amy had left for her vacation, I had slept with two of her friends and neighbors, along with one friends' daughter and her best friend, her other neighbor had spied on me with both of the friends, and I still had more than two weeks to go until Amy came home!

"Well," I thought to myself, "she DID tell me to have fun." I also started wondering what had been revealed when Adrienne and Kate had gone out the night before, and how much trouble I might be in.

The next week was pretty quiet. I mostly relaxed around the house, doing little things here and there, and basically just relaxed and enjoyed myself. I talked to Amy on the phone a couple of times, and I did get together with both Kate and Adrienne a couple of time each. To my surprise, nothing was ever said about them knowing about me being with the other one.

Mary Beth and her husband continued their arguing, often getting loud late into the night. Kate had told me that her sister was getting fed up with her husband, and was close to throwing him out and filing for divorce. In my opinion, that couldn't happen soon enough.

Finally, the day came to pick up Amy from the airport. I was standing just outside of Customs when I saw her. She looked even better than I remembered, in a sleeveless blouse and a long black, frilly skirt. Her two kids were behind her, dragging themselves along.

When she saw me, Amy ran up to me and hugged me tight. Wrapping my arms around her, I held her tight and lifted her off of the ground.

"You'd better have a lot of energy stored up for me tonight," she whispered in my ear.

"I think I can manage that," I whispered back, as I set her down.

As soon as we got home, I helped Amy's kids take their bags to their rooms, and then took Amy's to hers. While they were all unpacking, I started working on grilling up some hamburgers, and everyone relaxed after the long flight home.

Amy soon walked out onto the deck, after showering and changing into a halter style sundress, showing off her lean legs. "Damn, I missed that view," I told her.

"Good," she replied, smiling at me.

Soon after dinner, both kids decided to go to bed, still wiped out after the long flight. Amy and I retreated to the Tiki hut, enjoying the rest of the evening.

"I like all the work that you did while I was gone," she told me, looking around the yard.

"Well, I had to stay busy somehow," I replied.

"From what I hear, you kept very busy," she said, smiling at me.

"From what you hear?" I asked.

"You heard me," she replied.

"Don't try playing innocent with me," she continued. "I know all about you and Kate, and Adrienne."

I didn't know what to say, so I took the wise course and said nothing. At least she didn't mention Liz and Alex.

"It's ok," she finally said. "After all, I DID tell you to enjoy yourself, and I DID tell the girls to make sure that they took good care of you. From the sounds of it, you all did as I told you to. I can't be mad about that. In fact, I'm quite happy about it."

"You WANTED us to get together?" I asked.

"Yes, I did," she chuckled. "I knew I was going to be gone a long time, and I'd rather have you fucking them than someone else. I also knew that they needed to get laid, and that you would take good care of them. From what they both told me, you took VERY good care of them."

"Well, I tried my best, " I replied, a bit more relaxed.

"And that's exactly why I wanted you to take care of them," she told me. "Your best IS the best."

"Speaking of your best," Amy said softly, reaching for my leg and sliding her hand up my thigh, "I've missed this big fellow."

"Well, I know he's missed you, too," I moaned as she started to squeeze my growing cock.

"Mmm," she moaned. "He missed me? Even with all of his new playmates?"

"Oh, yeah," I gasped, as she knelt in front of me and started to unzipper my shorts. "Some times, old friends are the best friends."

"I'm glad you think so," she said softly, pulling my shorts and boxers down.

Amy moaned loudly as my now hard cock sprung free, and she gently wrapped her hand around my thick shaft.

I groaned and sat back as she slowly stroked my pole, flicking her tongue along the rim of my cock head.

She looked me in the eye as she lowered her mouth over my cock, and slowly sliding her soft lips down the entire shaft.

Applying a slight bit of suction, Amy began to bob her head up and down as she held firmly to the bottom of my rod. 

"Oh yeah!" I moaned. "I missed this!"

"What about Adrienne and Kate?" she asked, letting my shiny cock from her mouth. "Were they good cock suckers?"

"They're good," I moaned as she plunged her face back down over my cock. "But they're not as good as you are."

"Smart answer," she mumbled, not letting my cock from her mouth this time.

Amy continued to suck and lick my hard cock as I sat back and reveled in the sensations, until she slid her tongue along the bottom of my shaft as she pulled her head back.

"I need to feel this deep inside me," she growled, as she stood up and straddled my legs. Holding up her skirt with one hand, she took hold of my cock again, wet with her saliva, and squatted down until her wet pussy was touching the tip of my pole.

She slid my shaft up and down her wet slit, and placed the tip at the warm opening to her hole. Sighing loudly, she lowered herself until I was buried deep inside her.

"Oh my god!" she moaned as she leaned into me. "I needed this so much!"

"Oh yeah!" I moaned into her neck. "I've missed this!"

I slid my hips forward and pulled her long legs up, giving her room to wrap them around my waist. Then, I reached up around her neck and untied the halter top, allowing me access to her soft bouncing tits. 

"Oh, baby! This feels SO good!" she groaned as she started moving her hips, sliding back and forth on my shaft.

"Mmm," I moaned, squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples. "Fuck me, baby. Ride my cock."

"Oh, yesss! I love the way your thick cock fills me up!" she gasped, as she picked up speed.

I reached out and grabbed onto her hips, pulling her forward and stuffing my meat into her hot pussy. As I held her tight to my body, I started to buck up into her in short, quick thrusts, trying to match her hip movement.

"Oh yeah!" she moaned into my ear. "Fuck me! Fuck my wet pussy!"

I held her tight to my chest as I felt her body start to shake. She gasped when she felt my cock bottom out in her pussy, and let out a long, low moan.

As I held her, I heard the slight rustling in the leaves, and I knew immediately that Mary Beth was watching again.

I decided if she wanted a show, I'd give her a show, and I had Amy get up. As she stood, her dress fell down around her ankles, and she stepped out of it.

Holding her by the hips, I turned her around and pulled her back down. As I discretely looked over her shoulder at where I heard the noise, I could faintly make out Mary Beth's shape behind a small tree.

Amy moaned again at the feel my cock sliding back up into her wet hole.

"Oh yeah! That feels so good!" she gasped, rocking her hips back and forth.

"Do you like that?' I asked, loud enough for Mary Beth to hear.

"Yes!" Amy exclaimed. "Oh, god, you make me feel so good!"

I reached around her body and started to squeeze her tits, pinching her nipples, as she continued to ride me. Soon, I felt her fingers sliding across my balls as she began to play with her clit.

"Oh, baby! I'm gonna cum!" she moaned.

Pulling her back to me, I whispered in her ear. "Tell me when you cum, baby. I want to hear you. Let the neighbors know, too."

Amy moaned loudly as I released her, and started to bounce her hips up and down on my cock. I knew that Mary Beth would have a great view of Amy's tits bouncing on her chest, along with my hard cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy.

"Oh shit!" she exclaimed. "Yes! Oh, yeah! Baby! I'm cumming!"

Her legs gave out as her body started to shake again, and I felt a surge of her juices flowing down over my balls.

"Oh, baby! That feels so good!" she moaned, as I held her down on my cock.

"Oh yeah! Your hot pussy feels so good!" I moaned loudly. "You're gonna make me cum soon!"

"Ohhh!" Amy moaned, placing her hands on my legs and moving her hips back and forth. "Cum for me baby!"

"Oh yeah!" I groaned. "That's good! I'm gonna cum, baby!"

Amy jumped up and turned around, grabbing tightly to the base of my cock. She plunged her mouth down over my wet cock and started sucking on it as she got on her knees between my legs.

"Cum for me, baby!" she moaned, letting my shiny shaft from her mouth. "I wanna taste your hot cum!"

As she started sucking on the head again, she began stroking the length of the shaft. She started with long, slow strokes, and quickly picked up speed, all while her lips and tongue worked on my head and the sensitive ring underneath it.

"Oh yeah! That's it! Play with your clit while you suck my cock!" I told her.

She plunged her head down, swallowing my cock and moaning, while she slid her free hand between her legs.

I felt my balls start to contract, and I reached down and held her head as I started bucking my hips against her face.

"Oh yeah baby! I'm gonna cum!" I exclaimed loudly as I held her head tight.

"Oh yeah!" I grunted, as I felt my cock start to blast it's load past her lips. "Oh shit! Yess!"

Amy moaned around my shaft as it continued to spurt down her throat. I felt her shudder as she must have brought herself off with her fingers while sucking me.

Finally, after milking my cock dry, Amy let the softening shaft fall from her mouth and climbed up onto the seat with me.

"Oh my god, baby!" she moaned into my ear. "That was amazing! I needed that so much! I was missing your cock so bad!"

"Mmm. My cock missed you, too, baby," I told her. 

After a couple of minutes, we walked back into the house, holding our clothes, and went to bed.

As we lay in bed, my arm around her shoulder and Amy's head on my chest, we talked a little more.

"I still can't believe that you wanted me to fuck your two friends," I told her.

"I didn't want you to be too lonely while I was gone, baby," she replied. "And like I said, they needed some good fucking, and I'd rather you fuck them than some stranger."

"I kind of understand that," I replied, "but it's just a little different, I guess. I've never been with a woman who wanted me to sleep with two of her friends while she was gone. Believe me, I'm not complaining!"

"Actually," she said, lifting her head from my chest, "I was kind of hoping that you'd get to all three of them."

"All three?" I asked.

"Yes," she answered. "Out of all three girls, Mary Beth probably needs it the most. From what she's told us, Joe treats her like crap, and he's so selfish and bad in bed, she doesn't want to have sex."

"The fact that he treats her like crap isn't exactly news," I said, "and his being selfish in bed isn't a shocker either, but the fact is that she's still married."

"I know," she replied. "I was hoping that she'd come to her senses and thrown him out by now."

"Well, unless, and until, she does, it's all just fodder for fantasy," I told her. "I'm not sleeping with a married woman, no matter how much of an ass her husband is."

"I understand," Amy sighed. Soon after, we both drifted off to sleep, with me thinking about Mary Beth, and her voyeurism.

True to Amy's wishes, Mary Beth threw her husband out and had him arrested three days later, after he came home drunk and hit her. I couldn't tell who was happier, Amy or Kate. Mary Beth was just relieved. ------------------------------ Over the next couple of weeks, life returned to normal. I had moved all of my things into Amy's house, and, at her encouragement, continued the relationships that I had with Adrienne and Kate, seeing both of them occasionally when I went to their houses to "do some work around the house."

About a month later, everyone in the cul-de-sac began to prepare for their annual mid-summer party, and added Joe's departure to the reasons to celebrate. Mary Beth had filed for divorce, using my attorney, who I knew would tear Joe to shreds in court.

The day of the party, everyone was in good spirits. Food was flying off of the grills, drinks were flowing, and everyone was dancing, literally, in the streets. All four women looked great, with Mary Beth looking especially fine after the Amy and Kate took her shopping for a new wardrobe, getting her to buy clothes that her soon-to-be-ex would never approve of.

For the party, all four women were wearing flowery summer dresses, and Mary Beth wore a pair of wedge sandals, towering over all of the other women, especially considering that she was taller than all of them top begin with. 

As it got late, the party started winding sown, and the women and I retreated to our yard. I found myself seated in between Amy and Mary Beth as we talked and continued drinking. Mary Beth started filling us in on the goings-on of her divorce proceedings, and thanking me for referring her to my lawyer.

"I can't thank you enough for everything that you've done for me," she told us. "I couldn't have gone this far without all of you."

"Don't worry about it," I told her, putting my arm around her shoulder as she started weeping. "That's what friends are for. We take care of each other."

She started crying a little more, and buried her face into my shoulder. "I was so stupid for letting him get away with his crap for so long," she cried.

"You weren't stupid at all," Adrienne countered, sitting herself on Mary Beth's other side. 

It took a minute or so to calm her back down, and then Mary Beth looked at the other women.

"Can I talk to him, alone?" she asked them.

Amy smiled her naughty little smile as she replied, "Of course. We'll go inside and leave you two alone for a while."

As soon as we heard the patio door close, Mary Beth asked me, "Am I attractive?"

"Of course you're attractive," I told her. "You're a beautiful woman. Why would you ask something like that?"

"I found out that Joe was going to strip bars, and I thought that I'd strip for him, for his birthday," she told me. "I thought that would be a good way to get his attention."

"Well, that would certainly work for me!" I said.

"So, I got all dressed up in a sexy dress, with sexy lingerie underneath it," she continued, "when I sat him down and turned on the music, he said 'What the hell do you think you're doing?', and I told him what I was going to do. He said 'Why the hell would I wanna see your fat ass dancing for me?'"

I sat there shocked for a second, and then I said, "Well, I've always said that he was an ass. That kind of thing just proves it."

"So you don't think that I'm fat?" she asked.

"Not in the least," I told her. "You're a real woman, not some scrawny, silicone-enhanced kid. If he can't appreciate that, that's HIS problem."

Mary Beth smiled at me and took a big gulp of her cocktail. "So what would you do if I was your woman, and wanted to strip for you?" she asked, slightly slurring her words.

"Whether you were my woman or not, I'd sit back and enjoy the hell out of it," I told her smiling back at her.

"So, you'd really like to see my middle-aged body dance and strip for you?" she asked softly, rising to her feet and standing in front of me, wobbling slightly.

"I'd not only like it, I'd love it," I replied.

"Really?" she asked, as her body started swaying back and forth. "You'd want to see me naked?"

"Of course?" I answered. "Why wouldn't I?"

"Well, I don't have Amy's body, for starters," she said, as she started to slide her hands up and down her dress.

"Do you hear me complaining?" I asked.

Smiling, I sat back and watched as her hands continued to glide across her body, her fingertips just peeking underneath her skirt and inside her top.

"I've never been naked in front of another man, other than Joe," she said softly. "I don't know if I can strip in front of you."

"If you're nervous, just close your eyes, and pretend that you're all alone in your bedroom," I told her, keeping my voice as soft as hers. "Then just do whatever feels right."

I watched as she closed her eyes and started swaying again, in rhythm to a tune that only she heard. Her hips moved back and forth, the fingertips of one hand slipping underneath the hem of her skirt once more, and she began to slowly unbutton the front of her dress even further. 

Enjoying the show that she was putting on for me, I started to gently squeeze my growing cock, which was quickly becoming confined inside my shorts.

When she had undone the last button on her dress, she shrugged her shoulders and the dress dropped to the ground. Opening her eyes, she stepped out of the dress and kicked it aside. 

Looking at my hand squeezing my bulge, she smiled and asked, "Should I keep going?"

"Absolutely!" I replied, smiling back at her.

This time, she kept her eyes open, still watching me squeeze myself, as she resumed swaying her hips. While she may not have been the greatest dancer, I wasn't going to complain.

I was pleasantly surprised looking over her body as she moved. The women had done a very nice job outfitting her in a new sheer red lace bra and panty set, which set off against her fair complexion very nicely. 

The panties were a thong, cut high on her hips which accentuated her long legs, and the bra was cut low, just covering her nipples and barely containing her full breasts. 

She walked towards me and lifted up one foot, placing it on my thigh and leaning down to put a hand on my shoulders. 

"I'm too drunk to move in these," she giggled. "Will you take them off of me?"

"I'd enjoy the pleasure," I told her, as I unbuckled the strap to first one sandal, and then the other. I slowly and lightly slid my hands up her smooth legs as I removed the footwear, and she shuddered lightly, sighing and smiling down at me. 

When I dropped the second sandal, Mary Beth turned and walked back to a couple of steps, about half the distance that she started from. 

While she walked, my eyes were glued to her ass. While it wasn't the tiny, firm ass of an eighteen year-old, but rather the full, curvy ass of a woman in her late thirties, it was a very delectable sight, especially with the back strap of her thong splitting her ass cheeks. 

My only thought while I watched her was that Joe was an even bigger ass than I had ever given him credit for.

I put my hand back on my bulge as I watched Mary Beth start moving again, and her eyes went right back to watching me squeeze myself. I saw the tip of her tongue peek out through her lips as we watched each other, and she started sliding her hands across the thin lace covering her breasts.

I could see the dark outline of her nipples through the lace pattern as she traced her fingertips around it. After a couple of minutes, she brought both hands to the center of her bra, and slowly unhooked it.

The cups hung loosely over her breasts as she slowly began to slide the shoulder straps down her arms. When the straps were hanging around her elbows, she smiled at me and turned around, shaking her ass and letting her bra drop to the ground.

When she turned around, she had her hands covering her full breasts. "Do you want to see my titties?" she asked, moaning as she softly squeezed them.

"I'd love to see your beautiful titties," I told her softly.

"Well, I want to see something too," she replied, squeezing herself harder.

"What would you like to see?" I teased.

"That," she answered, nodding towards my pants.

"What, 'that'? I teased more. 

"Do you want to see THIS?" I asked, lifting my arm and putting my hand out.




House Sitting Ch. 04



Jasmine and Shelly Play 

Jasmine filled a bowl with warm water and soap and turned toward the breakfast bar. Shelly had drifted off to sleep and was passed out amongst the remaining fruits and cheeses atop the bar. Jasmine moved toward Shelly, her sexy petite frame swaying as she walked. Jasmine moistened the towel and gently began washing Shelly's face. Her milky white skin was soft yet firm as Jasmine cleaned the smell of sex from Shelly's body. Shelly seemed oblivious with being washed as her naked body lay on the bar. 

Jasmine carefully washed Shelly as she slept. Her emerald green eyes were intense as she took in Shelly's nakedness. Her own naked tan body seemed much darker next to the film star. Jasmine could feel her own lustful desires stirring within her as she touched and caressed the sleeping beauty. 

Jasmine finished washing Shelly and began to gather the remaining fruit and cheese from around her naked body. Due to her short stature, Jasmine needed to crawl on top of the breakfast bar in order to reach everything. 

While crawling on her hands and knees, naked and damp from her own washing, Jasmine's own animalistic urges began to take over. She found herself unable to concentrate on anything other than giving in to her sexual lust. Jasmine enjoyed being naked and often carried out her maidly duties in the buff when she was home alone, which was often. 

This evening's events had awoken within Jasmine her own naughty desires. Combined with exploring Jack's meaty package and washing Shelly's naked body on the breakfast bar, she was horny beyond control. She needed a release and now! 

Jasmine assessed her situation. Here she was in the kitchen naked, horny, and alone with the similarly naked yet sleeping Shelly. This looked promising. 

Jasmine cleared the food and placed the bowl of water and towel on the far end of the bar. She quietly climbed down from the bar and walked into the pantry adjacent to the kitchen. She was in charge of stocking the house with food and often ordered items that could satisfy more than just a hungry stomach. There in a basket on the bottom shelf was something that might prove satisfying for her immediate needs. 

She knelt down and felt for one that was large and bulbous with a slight curve that resembled an erect cock. "Yes!" Jasmine excitedly exclaimed as she found the perfect sweet potato for just this recipe. She grabbed the plump potato and some extra virgin (how ironic) olive oil and headed back into the kitchen. 

Jasmine placed the sweet potato and olive oil on the bar and climbed on top, positioning herself next to the still sleeping and naked Shelly. Jasmine's excitement was beyond measure as she laid next to Shelly, both of their naked bodies touching one another. She had fantasized about masturbating with another girl but never thought it would actually become a reality. This was a bit of a stretch since the "other girl" was sleeping but at least she was trying something new, right?! 

Jasmine opened the bottle of olive oil and poured a generous amount into her hands. She grabbed the sweet potato and slathered it in oil. Her hands seemed even smaller as she gripped the large potato. She wondered if her eyes weren't larger than her pussy as she studied it. She liked the way it was irregularly shaped. It was fat and skinny and angled in such a way that excited Jasmine. 

She stroked the length of the potato with her fingers. The little bumps and knobs on its surface were wet from the olive oil. Jasmine's neatly trimmed pussy was dripping wet as her thoughts grew wild with anticipation. She leaned back against Shelly's naked body on the bar. Jasmine gripped the sweet potato in both hands as she spread her legs wide in order to insert the mammoth spud into her aching pussy. 

Jasmine rubbed the small end of the potato lengthwise along her pussy. The coolness of the vegetable sent a chill up her spine as it touched her dripping wet pussy. She slowly inserted the potato between her lips. Jasmine tightened her grip and proceeded to push the potato in as far as she could take it. A few inches went inside her as the bulbous spud spread her pussy wider than she had ever experienced before. 

Moans of bitter sweetness escaped from Jasmine's mouth as the initial pain of the enormous potato gave way to sheer pleasure. Jasmine proceeded to work the large potato in and out of her wet pussy, gradually relaxing enough to take in more and more. The knobs and irregularities of the potato raked across Jasmine's clit as she thrust the beast in and out of her wanting pussy. 

Jasmine's head was thrown back and her eyes were closed tight as she pressed against Shelly's naked body. Her hips were heaving up and down in time to meet the thrusts from the potato. Jasmine was breathing heavy and moaning out loud. She opened her eyes and watched the mammoth vegetable plunge into her body, her pussy spreading wider than she ever thought possible. She was now able to get nearly ¾ of the potato inside of her. The sensation was unreal as her whole body tingled with pleasure. 

On the brink of her climax, Jasmine thrust the potato into her pussy as far as she could. Her back arched with pleasure as the spud lodged deep inside of her, spreading her pussy lips and pressing against her clit. At that precise moment she let go of the potato. Jasmine opened her eyes to see the huge sweet potato stretching her pussy to the extreme. She could only see the bottom ¼ of the sweet potato, the fattest part. She would have never believed something as large as this could fit inside of her. 

The sensation was beyond her wildest dreams as Jasmine sat upright on the bar, her hands on either side of her for support. Jasmine felt more alive and aware than she could ever remember. Her nipples were hard and erect. Every pore on her body seemed to come alive. As she got on her hands and knees, Jasmine lowered her face and chest to the cool bar allowing her pussy, still filled to capacity with the sweet potato, to rise defiantly. 

With one hand Jasmine reached her plump derriere and began to tease her tight anus. She loved the way her tanned, plump ass looked from this angle. Her finger circled her asshole before pressing inside. The feeling of her finger in her own ass while the sweet potato filled her pussy was pushing Jasmine to orgasm. 

Again, Jasmine moaned with delight as she fingered her asshole. She was near climax when she felt someone touch her from behind. 

Jasmine opened her eyes to see Shelly, now fully awake and still very naked, standing behind her. The look on Shelly's face let Jasmine know just how interested and excited she was at the sight of her solo show. Just then a flood of emotions ran through Jasmine's mind. Would Shelly tell Bill about this? Would Jasmine lose her job? How could she let her sexual appetite get so out of control? 

Jasmine held her position as she contemplated what her next move would be. She pulled her finger from her asshole and proceeded to stand upright. Both Jasmine and Shelly were now standing on the breakfast bar, facing each other. Jasmine could not help but notice the six-inch height difference between them. 

Jasmine looked up to make eye contact with Shelly. Just then Shelly broke the silence by saying "You sure have a unique way of getting your daily fiber intake." They both began to chuckle at the play on words. The laughter caused Jasmine to lose her grip on the sweet potato. The bulbous spud slipped out of her stretched vagina making a slurping sound as it plopped onto the counter top. The sensation of the large vegetable exiting Jasmine's pussy sent tingles up her spine. Her legs felt week as she struggled to remain standing. 

Shelly and Jasmine watched the sweet potato as it rolled on the countertop, finally coming to a rest next to Shelly's foot. The potato was dark and wet from Jasmine's juices and the olive oil. Shelly reached down and grabbed the potato, gripping the fattest part. She brought it up to her face for a closer look. She was intrigued by its shape and size and how much of it was able to fit inside of Jasmine. 

"You sure can take a load, can't you?" Shelly said out loud while still gazing at the mammoth potato. She continued, "Makes me wonder just how much of this beast I can handle." 

"No time like the present" Jasmine replied. "There are more to choose from in the pantry if you'd like one smaller or longer." 

"This big fucker will do just fine" Shelly retorted as she sat down on the edge of the breakfast bar and began positioning herself. She opened the bottle of olive oil and poured some onto the potato. The oil oozed onto the potato and down her arm pooling on her belly. 

"I may need your assistance with this huge potato" Shelly mumbled as she lay back on the bar spreading her legs to ease the spud inside of her. 

Jasmine dutifully replied, "I would LOVE to!" hoping she didn't sound too eager to please. Jasmine crawled between Shelly's legs and watched as she massaged the potato in and out of her accepting pussy. Shelly had both hands wrapped around the potato and was slowly inching it further and further into her as her body heaved in excitement. 

"Oh Fuck!" Shelly cried out. "This is unreal." Shelly's pussy was bursting as half of the sweet potato was jammed into her. "I think that's as much as I can handle Jasmine," Shelly said with abated breath. 

Jasmine watched Shelly as she removed the bulbous beast from her red hot pussy, her own sexual fire once again growing inside of her. Jasmine's lust and desire to orgasm consumed her. She couldn't resist the temptation any longer. She laid back and began to finger her aching loins with uninhibited force. 

"I can't hold back any longer Shelly! I feel like I am going to explode if I don't release this pressure" Jasmine moaned through clenched teeth as she finger fucked her pussy, pinching and squeezing her protruding clit. Jasmine's body was bending and wiggling with pleasure as she satisfied her carnal needs. 

Shelly eagerly watched with hungry eyes until giving in to her own naughty desires. She too was turned on by the mammoth spud and wanted to feel the satisfaction of orgasm. She plunged three fingers into her gaping vagina and laid back onto the bar enjoying the moment. 

Moans of sheer pleasure and heavy breathing filled the kitchen air. Jasmine and Shelly watched one another as each touched themselves and worked closer and closer to orgasm. Jasmine fingered her pussy with one hand while rubbing her chest and nipples with the other, making sure to rub her wetness all over her sexy body. Shelly had one hand in her cunt while the other toyed her asshole. 

Jasmine was the first to cum. She yelled out with pleasure as her hips heaved upward as she climaxed, both hands rubbing and massaging her dripping pussy. Juices ran down her inner thighs and plump derriere, pooling onto the countertop. Jasmine lay motionless as she enjoyed the feeling of total release. 

Shelly was still pleasing herself just a few feet from Jasmine. Her mouth was open wide as she breathed, her eyes locked on to Jasmine. Sweat glistened off her naked body while her hands worked their magic on her pussy and anus. Shelly removed her fingers from inside her pussy and brought them to her lips. She licked the sweet juice seductively, enjoying the taste of her own wetness. 

"Can I have a taste?" Jasmine seductively whispered as she crawled on her hands and knees toward Shelly. Without saying anything, Shelly spread her legs wide as Jasmine's full lips and tongue entered Shelly's moist cavity. 

Jasmine eagerly tasted Shelly's pussy as her free hand rested on top of Jasmine's head, gently pushing her face further into her. Jasmine tongue-fucked Shelly's pussy while Shelly continued to finger-fuck her asshole. 

Shelly couldn't hold back any longer and began screaming out loud. "Eat that pussy Jasmine! I'm going to cum all over that pretty face of yours!" Shelly's body was tense as her hips heaved up and down. Jasmine continued to eat Shelly as she delighted in the taste of another woman's pussy. In a sudden burst of energy and emotion, Shelly pulled her fingers out of her ass and grabbed Jasmine's head with both hands, forcing her face against her pussy. Shelly cried out in orgasmic pleasure as she exploded in climax. 

Jasmine drank in Shelly's juices until her orgasm was complete. Both Shelly and Jasmine relinquished their grasp on one another and melted into a heap of nakedness on the bar. Both of them laid there in complete abandon enjoying their current relaxed state. It had been an action packed evening of new adventures and carnal bliss.



House Sitting Ch. 04



"No," she moaned. "You know what I want to see."

"Do you want to see my shorts?" I continued, standing up.

"NO!" she moaned louder. "I want to see what's IN your shorts!"

"Oh," I replied, unbuttoning my waistband. 

"You want to see these?" I asked, as my shorts fell to the ground.

"Ohh! NO! I want to see what's under there!" she whined.

"And what's under there that you want to see?" I teased, hooking my thumbs inside the elastic.

"Your...thing," she answered. "I want to see your...thing."

"You want to see this?" I asked her, sliding one hand down and squeezing my prominent bulge.

"Yes!" she whimpered. "Please!"

"I want you to tell me what it is, first," I told her. "It's not a 'thing'"

"Your...penis," she said softly. "Show me your penis."

"Oh, baby," I replied. "It's only a 'penis' when it's soft. It's way too hard right now for that."

Mary Beth whimpered louder and squeezed her tits harder as she stood there, staring at my covered cock. I could see that she was pinching her nipples as she stood there, and it seemed like her knees were starting to get weak.

"This," I said, grabbing my hard shaft and lifting it under the fabric, "is a cock. A nice, hard cock."

"Yesss," she hissed.

"Tell me, then. Tell me what you want," I told her.

"Your cock. I want your cock, I want to see your hard cock." she breathed.

"Show me your tits," I told her.

Still staring at my hand on my bulge, Mary Beth moaned softly and lowered her hands, releasing her full tits from her grip. Her nipples were hard, and sticking out at least an inch.

"Show me," she said softly. "Show me your cock."

I hooked my thumbs back under my waistband, and slowly lowered it. Just as I reached the base of my hard cock, I stopped.

"Are you sure you want to see my cock?" I asked her, putting emphasis on the word 'cock'.

"Yesss," she hissed, sliding a hand down to her panties.

Teasing her like she did me, I turned around and dropped my boxers. I heard her moan as the pooled around my ankles, and she whispered, "Cute ass."

I turned my head to look at her, and told her to close her eyes, as I stepped out of my fallen clothes.

She did as I asked, her hand starting to slowly slide over her covered mound, and I turned around. Sitting back down, I told her softly to take two steps forward, but keep her eyes closed.

When she was right in front of me, I reached out my hands and took hers in my grip. "Now, keep them closed, and kneel down," I told her. 

Gripping tightly to my hands, Mary Beth lowered her body until she was on her knees, between my legs.

I pulled one of her hands towards me, and placed it at the tip of my shaft. She whimpered as she felt the warm, hard flesh fill her hand, and she wrapped her fingers around it. "Now, you can open your eyes," I told her, releasing her other hand. 

"Ohhh," she moaned as she took in the sight of her fingers wrapped around my pole. She started to slowly stroke the length of my cock as she stared at it.

"My god," she whispered. "This is so much nicer than Joe's little dick!"

"I'm glad that you like it," I told her. 

"Oh, yeah!" she breathed, still sliding her fingers up and down.

"I want to feel it," she told me after a couple of minutes.

"You are feeling it," I replied.

"I want to feel it, deep inside me," she said.

"Stand up," I told her.

She released my cock and stood, holding on to my knees for support. 

"I want you to dance some more for me," I said, sitting back.

As she started to move her hips again, I smiled at her. "Not like that," I told her. "You wanted to be a stripper, so give me a lap dance."

"I don't know how," she whispered meekly.

"It's just like it sounds," I told her. "You put your cute little ass in my lap and dance. You can face me, or you can face away from me. However you want to start."

With her eyes still glued to my stiff rod, standing proud, Mary Beth walked slowly towards me and straddled my legs.

Walking up as close as she could get to the loveseat, she placed her knees on either side of my hips and slowly lowered herself until her ass was resting on my thighs and my cock was wedged up against her warm, moist mound.

She sighed softly as she felt my hard shaft pressing against her moist lace, and she began to move her hips, closing her eyes again.

Leaning her body in to mine, she pressed her stiff nipples against my chest and started moving her hips up and down, like she was fucking me. I heard her breathing getting heavier, and I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight.

"Do you like that?" I whispered in her ear.

"Yesssss!" she moaned, moving her hips in every direction.

I slid my hands down her bare back and cupped her ass, gripping it firmly and pulling it in closer. She moaned and gasped at the increased friction.

"Ohhhhhh!" she whimpered, as I slid my fingers under the back of her thong and ran them down the crack of her ass.

Mary Beth shuddered and gasped loudly, jumping slightly, as a fingertip slid across her tight asshole, and she wiggled her hips even more.

"Ohhh!" she moaned again, pressing her hips forward against my cock, and then pressing her ass back against my finger. I could feel the heat and the moisture radiating through the lace as she moved her hips in every direction.

She suddenly held tight to me and let out a long, low moan, so I stopped her and had her stand up.

Mary Beth stopped moving and looked at me, confused. "Stand up," I repeated.

Moaning in frustration, she climbed off of me and stood in front of me. "Turn around," I told her, holding my cock up straight.

"Now back up," I said. She took two careful steps back between my legs as I reached my arm out for her to hold.

As she grabbed my hand, I held on to her hips and pulled her back down towards my lap. 

"Dance for me," I told her softly, as she felt my rod pressing against her panties.

Sighing, she opened her legs a little more, and started moving her hips again. She held on to my legs, just above my knees, and started humping her ass, sliding her covered pussy against my shaft and moaning.

I was enjoying the sight of her ass moving like that, and reached out to pull the strap of her thong aside again.

She moaned loudly when she felt me slide my fingertip along her ass again, and moved back towards me.

"Ohhhh! Yesssssss!" she gasped, squeezing my thighs, as my finger slid across her asshole again.

"I can't stand like this," she whispered after a couple of minutes.

Reaching out, I lifted first one leg, and then the other, so that she was straddling me again. Pulling her down, I told her, "Sit."

As her ass rested in my lap, my cock was sticking up between her legs, and I felt her reach down and slide her fingers along the underside of my shaft.

She began moving her hips again, grinding her ass against my lap and her pussy against my cock. I reached around her and started to gently squeeze her full tits, pinching her nipples.

"Oh, yeahhh!" she moaned, pressing her back against my chest. "Oh my god!"

I slowly slid one hand down her belly, until I felt the lace on her thong. Continuing down, I could feel her wetness soaking the panties as I started rubbing her pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" she gasped, moving her hips in rhythm with my hand.

"Tell me what you want," I whispered in her ear.

"Ohhhh," she moaned. "I can't."

"You can't what?" I asked.

"I can't say it," she replied.

"Do you want it?" I asked.

"Oh yeah!" she moaned as I pressed a fingertip against her clit.

"Then tell me what you want," I repeated.

Mary Beth let out a long, low moan, and finally said, "Your cock. I want your cock."

"You've got my cock," I told her. "It's in your hand."

"No," she moaned. "I want it inside me!"

I pulled the front panel aside and slid my cock along her wet slit, feeling her juices coating it.

"Ohhh! Yesss," she gasped. "Fuck me! Please fuck me!"

"That's better," I chuckled. "I knew you could do it. Now, stand up and turn around."

Climbing off of my lap again, she turned to face me. I reached up and slid my fingers in her waistband. "Hold on to my shoulders," I told her.

She looked at me confused and held onto my shoulders. When I felt her fingers take a good grip, I pulled forward on her panties hard, ripping them off of her.

Mary Beth gasped loudly and looked down at the torn lace in my hands. "I just bought those!" she exclaimed.

"I'll buy you new ones," I told her, reaching for her hips.

I pulled her in close to me and leaned in as I reached around and grabbed a hold of her ass. Holding her tight, I leaned in and kissed her softly on her belly just at her waist while my fingers glided across her ass. She gasped and placed her hands on the back of my head.

She stiffened and gasped yet again, much louder this time, when I pulled her hips in tighter and stuck my tongue out and flicked it into the curly hairs just above her pussy.

"Oh my god," she whispered, holding tight to my head.

I started to kiss her lower, lightly flicking my tongue as I worked my way to her pussy, when she grabbed my head and pulled me back.

"I've never been kissed there," she whispered.

"Never?" I asked.

"No," she answered. "Joe refused to do that. He said that a real man would never..."

"But I'll bet that he wanted you to suck his dick, didn't he?" I asked.

"Yes," she replied softly. "He made me."

"Well, that proves it," I explained. "He's not only an ass, he's a selfish ass."

As I stood up, I saw a small smile creep across Mary Beth's face. I took her in my arms, and whispered in her ear.

"I want you to sit down, and I want you to enjoy," I told her. "Just let everything go. The only person's pleasure that you have to worry about right now is yours."

With that, I sat her down in the chair and knelt between her legs. Her breathing got ragged and heavy as I took each leg and placed them over my shoulders.

I softly kissed her inner thighs as I slowly worked my way up to her hairy pussy. I reached up around her legs and spread her lips apart as I leaned in and dragged my tongue along her wet slit, dipping it into her pussy, and then slowly up to her clit.

"Ohhhhhhh!" she gasped, when my tongue flicked her stiff little bud. "Oh yessss!"

I then began to slide my tongue up and down her pussy, from her steamy hole all the way to the top of her clit hood. 

Every time that I flicked my tongue across the tip of her clit, Mary Beth jumped slightly and yelped, while she would relax and sigh when I slowly dragged it along the right side of the shaft to her clit.

After a few minutes, I brought my arm back down and slid a fingertip just inside the opening to her seeping pussy. I started wiggling it back and forth, applying pressure as my tongue stayed up around her clit, and she began to wiggle her hips.

She started moaning and wiggling more, bucking her hips, so I slid my finger in deeper, applying more pressure along the top wall, as I began to shake my head and flick my tongue all across her clit.

"Oh my godddd!" she moaned as I increased the pressure and speed. "That feels SOO good!"

She then reached down and held my head in place, bucking her hips into my face, and moaned even louder.

"Ohhh yeahhhhh!" she gasped. "That's it! Right there! Oh yeahhhh!"

I wrapped my lips around her clit and started sucking on it, sliding a second finger into her pussy and moving them in and out quickly.

"Yess!Yessss!" she exclaimed. "Oh, shit! I'm cumming! Oh my god! Yesssss!"

"NnnHhhh! Yesss! Oh, shit! I'm cumming!"

I released her clit from my lips and resumed flicking it across it as I felt her pussy start to squeeze my fingers. I could hear them squishing in and out as her orgasm swept over her body. 

"Oh my goddd!" she moaned, as she began to come down from her orgasm. "I've never felt ANYTHING like that!" 

I started to kiss my way up her body while she remained slouched in the chair. When I got to her tits, I kissed them and flicked my tongue around her stiff nipples. 

I straightened my legs slightly, until I felt the head of my cock brush up against her pussy. I pushed her tits together, placing her nipples next to each other, as I moved my hips and lined my cock up with her wet hole. 

As I started licking both nipples at the same time, I slowly began to slide my cock into her tight pussy.

"Ohhh myyy goddddd!" she moaned, low and soft, as my shaft slid deeper inside her.

I took both of her long, stiff nipples into my mouth and started sucking on them, and then thrust my cock in the rest of the way, until my hips bump up against hers.

Mary Beth yelped as bottomed out inside her. "Ohh! Ohhhhhh," she groaned.

"Oh my god! That feels so good!" she gasped as I started moving my hips back and forth, sliding the length of my shaft in and out of her hot, wet pussy.

"Does it feel as good as it looked from the bushes?" I asked, releasing her nipples from between my lips.

Mary Beth had a shocked expression on her face as she pulled back and looked at me. "Yes, I know you were watching," I told her, stopping my thrusting.

"So? Does it feel as good as it looked?" I asked again.

"Oh, yes!" she whimpered. "It feels even better!"

"Good," I replied. "Now, wrap your arms and legs around me and hold on tight."

She looked at me again, and I waited. I felt her arms wrap around my neck, and her long legs went around my waist. 

Reaching down, I grabbed onto her ass, pulled her into my body, and straightened my legs, standing up.

"Oh my god!" Mary Beth yelped when I lowered her slightly. I started bucking my hips as I stood, fucking her in short thrusts.

"Oh damn!" she moaned into my ear as she held on tight. "You're reaching places that I've never felt a man touch!"

I pulled her ass cheeks apart gently as I continued to fuck her tight pussy standing up, and she moaned and held on tight.

"Oh my god! That feels SO good!" she whimpered.

After a few more minutes, I slowly walked us over to the hammock, where she'd watched me fuck Adrienne. 

Mary Beth yelped and moaned with every step that I took, feeling my cock bottoming out each time. When she realized where I was taking her, she sighed loudly.

I laid her back on the hammock and she released me as she sank into the mesh. I slid my hands up the back of her legs and pushed her knees up to her chest.

"Hold your legs up," I told her.

Moaning again, she held her legs tight to her chest and I reached down and pulled her ass to the edge of the hammock. Then I grabbed on to the hammock and started swinging it back and forth.

"Oh yeahh!" Mary Beth moaned as the movement of the hammock caused my cock to slide in and out of her pussy. 

"You like that?" I asked her as I watched her body wiggle around.

"Oh yeahh!!" she exclaimed. "Don't stop! This feels so goooood!"

I took her hands from her legs and placed her feet on my chest, and she dropped her hands to the hammock. Soon, she was pushing off of my chest with her feet while I stood still.

Right after that, I took one of her hands and placed it on her tits. She immediately moaned and started squeezing her tits, and brought her other hand up also. 

She continued fucking me, pushing off of my chest with her feet and trying to arch her back. Reaching up, I grabbed one of her hands and brought it down between her legs.

Mary Beth looked at me wide-eyed as her hand lay on top of her pussy, and I smiled at her and nodded.

"Oh yesss!" she moaned, closing her eyes as she started to glide her fingertips across her clit. "Oh god! Fuck me!"

"No," I told her. "You fuck me!"

Popping her eyes back open, she let out a low growl and started pushing back against me faster and harder, rubbing her wet slit faster.  

Soon, she started letting her legs go on the down stroke, slamming her hips against me, and my cock deep inside her juicy hole.

"Ohhhh!" she whimpered as her ass cheeks bounced off of my legs. "I'm gonna cummmm!"

"C'mon baby. Fuck me good," I told her.

"Yesss!" she exclaimed, bouncing harder and rubbing faster.

"Oh shit! I'm cumming!" she yelled. "NnnhhhHHH! Yessss!"

I could feel her tight pussy squeeze around my cock and her juices flowing from her hot hole as her body started to quiver.

Grabbing her hips, I pulled her towards me hard, slamming my cock in deep.

"Oh my god! Yess! Yess! I'm cumming! Oh shit! Yes!" she exclaimed loudly, as I held her tight and bucked up against her.

Her body shook once, with a big shudder, and then her legs collapsed. "Oohhhhh," she moaned softly.

I started moving my hips sideways and flexed my cock, still buried deep inside her seeping pussy.

"Ohh!" she yelped. "Holy crap! You're still hard?"

So far," I replied.

"Oh, damn! I could get used to this!" she said, wiggling her hips with mine.

"I am getting close, though," I told her.

"Oh, yeah," she moaned. "I want you to cum for me."

"Where do you want me to cum?" I asked, thrusting against her.

"Mmmm!" she groaned. "Will you cum in my in my mouth?"

"I would love to cum in your mouth," I answered.

"Good! Joe would never do that," she told me. "He said that was dirty."

"Of course it's dirty," I replied. "That's what makes it so fun!"

"Oh yeah!" she exclaimed.

I gave her one more deep, hard thrust, bottoming out in her pussy and causing her to yelp, and then I slowly slid my hard cock, coated in her juices, from her pussy.  

Mary Beth moaned as she felt her pussy empty out, but quickly climbed off of the hammock, holding on to my arm. "Oh my god!" she whimpered. "I've got spaghetti legs!"

"It's a good thing that you don't have to stand, then," I told her.

"Oh yeah!" she said softly as we changed places and I sat at the edge of the hammock.

She looked me in the eyes as she knelt between my legs and wrapped her fingers around my still wet cock. "Such a beautiful cock," she whispered as she stuck out her tongue and slid it up the underside of my shaft.

"Oh yeah!" I moaned as she ran her tongue all across my cock, licking up her juices. "That's nice!"

"Mmm. I taste good on your cock," she said, as she lowered her mouth around the head of my shaft.

Still maintaining eye contact, she started to slide her lips up and down my thick pole. She began to stroke my shaft with her hand as she bobbed her head, increasing the friction.

"Mmm," I moaned, reaching down and holding her head.

She continued sucking and stroking my cock for a few minutes, until she finally let it pop from her mouth. 

""I've got to get used to your thickness," she said, still stroking me and giggling. "My jaw's not used to being stretched like that!"

Raising up on her knees, she let my rod fall from her fingers and she reached down to her chest. Holding on to her tits, she leaned in and wrapped them around my cock.

"I know it's not as warm and wet as my pussy or mouth," she told me as she started fucking my cock with her full tits, " but this will let my jaw rest for a minute." 

She continued fucking me with her tits while I sat back against the hammock edge, and each time the head of my cock popped up she stuck her tongue out and gave it a quick lick.

After a couple of minutes, she plunged her mouth back down over my cock and resumed sucking me off and stroking me.

"Oh yeah!" I moaned loudly when she tried to deep throat me. She slowly pulled her head back and then released my shaft from her lips.

"Cum for me, baby," she whimpered, as she started stroking my faster. "I wanna taste your cum, and feel it slide down my throat."

"Oh yeah!" I groaned, wondering why in the hell her idiot ex wouldn't want to take advantage of something like this on a regular basis.

"Oh yeah! That's good!" I said as she wrapped her lips tightly around my cock head and continued to stroke me faster.




House Sitting Ch. 04



"Oh, baby! I'm gonna cum!" I told her, as I felt my balls start to constrict.

"Mmmmmm!" she moaned, plunging her face down the length of my cock and stroking me with her lips and fingers.

"Oh shit!" I moaned, feeling my balls ready to burst. 

As Mary Beth started to plunge her face up and down on my cock, I reached down and held her head loosely, and began to fuck her face.

"Mmmm! Mmm!" she moaned around my cock. I watched as she dropped one hand between her legs and started stroking her clit while she sucked me off.

"Ohh YEAH!" I bellowed, as I felt my balls surge and spew my cum. Mary Beth moaned again and tried to swallow my cock as it spasmed in her mouth, emptying out.

Reaching down, I held tight to her head as my cock continued to spurt in her mouth. Mary Beth tried to keep up with it all, swallowing as much of my cum as she could.

Finally, I collapsed back on the hammock, and she finished cleaning my cock off. When she felt that she was done, she stood up and climbed in the hammock with me.

Looking down at me, she smiled. "You missed something," I told her, pointing out a big drop of cum sitting on her tit.

She looked down and scooped it up with her finger, sticking it in her mouth.

"MMmm. Tasty," she said softly.

She lay down next to me, and I wrapped an arm around her. "So, was it as good as it was watching from the bushes?" I asked.

"MUCH better," she giggled.

"Do Kate and Adrienne know that I was watching you?" she asked a couple of seconds later.

"I don't think so," I told her, as I looked towards the house and saw a couple of figures hiding around the corner.



House Sitting Ch. 05



Jack and John

I found my way down the hallway to the master bedroom, casually strolling in my nakedness. It was strange being naked in Bill's house. I had often hung out with Bill but never in this way and never with Jasmine. This new freedom gave me a sense of confidence (or was it arrogance) that felt great. I wanted to be naked all the time.

The hallway was long and filled with floor to ceiling windows that looked out over the immaculate back yard, which was complete with an in-ground pool, hot tub, putting green, and outdoor kitchen. Following the southernmost edge of the house, I finally ended up in the master bedroom. The room was huge with an open floor plan while at the same time private and secluded from the rest of the house. The double doors separating the room from the hallway were open so I walked in and began to make myself comfortable.

Like the hallway, the far end of the room was comprised completely of glass windows and a set of sliding doors that opened out to a separate patio. There was a rather large raised bed to the right as well as a separate bathroom and walk in closet. 

To the left was a small but state-of-the-art workout area and another viewing room complete with 60-inch television, Xbox, and computer. In the middle of the master bedroom in the floor was an 8 foot round section of glass. This was set apart from the wood and carpet flooring that made up the rest of the room.

I walked over to get a closer look and noticed the glass actually covered an in-floor hot tub! The dim ambiance lighting made it difficult to see how the floor opened up. I looked around and saw a series of switches on the wall by the double doors entering the room. I flipped each switch until, sure enough, the glass retracted under the floor revealing an inviting hot tub big enough for six people.

The thought of a hot soak seemed very inviting and hey, I was already naked! I lowered myself into the 102 degree water and let the heat and bubbles work their magic on my tired muscles. I closed my eyes and laid my head back to take in the relaxing moment. The water jets and bubbles massaged my body. 

For the first time since entering the master bedroom I noticed there was music playing. The calming and seductive voice of Sade relaxed me even further to the point that I dozed off into a restful sleep.

I opened my eyes uncertain as to how long I had been asleep. The hot tub's jets and bubbles were still massaging my naked body and the water was still nice and hot. I looked around to see if anyone else was in the bedroom with me. I noticed it was still dark outside as evident from the windows showcasing the patio and back yard.

I had been in the hot tub long enough and pulled myself out and sat on the edge of the floor, my legs dangling in the hot bubbling water. I glanced at my crotch and had to smile. It never ceases to amaze me how sitting in a hot tub relaxes my manhood. Limp and relaxed, my penis must have been a full seven inches long and my sack hung like it weighed five pounds. I stood up and headed toward the bathroom, my man junk swinging as I walked. I found a towel in the linen closet next to the bathroom and proceeded to dry off. As I walked out of the bathroom something caught my eye.

There, tucked under the sheets of the bed, was someone sleeping. Were they there this whole time? Did I not see them due to the dim lights? Was it Bill? I quietly walked up to the bed and focused my gaze on the body. 

I was on the opposite side of the king size bed. Whoever it was they weren't moving. The person's back was facing me. Just then I remembered what Jasmine had said to me earlier that evening in the kitchen. She must have finished with Shelly and come to the master bedroom to see if I needed anything. She must have seen me resting in the hot tub and, not wanting to disturb me, just crawled in bed and went to sleep.

Feeling relaxed after soaking in the hot tub, I gently pulled the sheets back and crawled underneath, making my way toward the sleeping Jasmine. I felt my way in the darkness until my hand touched the warm skin of the naked sleeping beauty. Her black curly hair covered her face as she slept. With my hand I gently followed the profile of her naked body from her hip upward just below her shoulder. I couldn't help but notice something about her body seemed different.

I moved closer, while on my side, until my own naked body was spooning hers, my cock gently pressing against her backside. I kissed the back of her neck and took in the coconut scent. I whispered 'good night' as I closed my eyes and fell fast asleep next to Jasmine. 

I awoke some time later due to the sunshine coming in from the large windows that faced the back yard. The clock on the nightstand read 10:00 AM. Jasmine was still laying on her stomach asleep next to me, her face hidden in a pillow. 

My morning hard-on was in full swing as I stretched and yawned from a restful night of sleeping. The sexual fun from the night before had really been exhausting. Pulling the sheets over my head, I leaned into Jasmine to kiss her naked backside. I gently touched her soft skin trying to entice her into finishing what we started in the kitchen the night before. 

Jasmine moaned lightly as I gently kissed and touched her. I felt Jasmine move slightly. She reached her arm out from under the sheet and pushed a button on the remote control sitting on the nightstand nearest her. Suddenly the bedroom was completely dark as the black-out curtains shut blocking the mid-morning sun from view.

My eyes began to adjust to the darkness as I felt Jasmine's hand begin to tease my hard cock. Her touch felt electrifying as she began to stroke my shaft and squeeze tightly. This was beginning to be a great day already.

I laid on my back while Jasmine crawled under the sheet until her face was once again in my crotch. I closed my eyes and folded my hands behind my head enjoying the attention. With her hands and mouth, she expertly sucked and stroked my manliness. Her hot, wet mouth tasted my cock from tip to sac. Her lips wrapped around my balls and sucked them with amazing force.

I moaned with satisfaction as she continued my morning blow job. The louder I got the more eager she seemed to get. Her hand gripped my shaft with surprising strength as she stroked it. I wanted to watch as she pleasured me so I threw the sheet off the bed. Unfortunately, the room was too dark to see her in action. My eyes could only make out her head bobbing up and down as she sucked me off.

She sat up and crawled toward the night stand. I thought she was going to open the curtains but instead Jasmine opened the drawer to grab something. Without saying a word, she returned to her position between my legs. I heard the "pop" of something being opened. The scent of cherry lube entered my nostrils just as the cool gel covered my penis. Her strong hands rubbed my shaft and cockhead completely coating me.

Still grasping my cock, my silent lover turned around so that her back was facing me as she sat on top of me. She rubbed the head of my penis along her ass guiding me to her tight anus. My lubed cock head pressed against her tight ass as she leaned back onto me, forcing me inside of her asshole. Once my cockhead penetrated her tight asshole, she let go of my penis and balanced herself with her hands on my knees.

My erect penis slowly inched further and further into her ass. The gel lubricated my shaft allowing her to take my entire cock into her vice-like anus. Her ass cheeks rested on my thighs as my full erect cock filled her anal cavity. The sensation was overwhelming. I reached out and grabbed her hips with both hands. She flexed her hips and slowly lifted her ass upward. Her tight ass massaged my penis in a way I had never experienced before!

We continued in this way while both of us moaned and gasped in ecstasy. I knew I wouldn't last long before cumming. Her tight asshole was more than I could handle.

"I can't last much longer Jasmine!" I cried out. "I'm going to cum inside your hot ass."

At that moment she spun around on top of me, my cock still buried deep inside of her, so that she was facing me. She picked up the pace and started bouncing up and down as my penis impaled her ass. In the darkness, I could still only make out her silhouette. I noticed she was doing something with her hands near her crotch. Instead of fingering her pussy, it looked like she was stroking something, like she had a dildo or a vibrator.

I stretched my arms across the bed as I began to cum. My hand hit the remote control for the curtains and instantly sunshine filled the bedroom. 

My eyes locked onto the naked person on top of me whom I had been fucking for the last half hour. She was stroking no dildo or vibrator. She was no she at all! She was a him and he was stroking his own erect cock while mine was buried in his ass!

It was too late to pull out. My orgasm was in full swing as I began to cum inside of his tight ass. He too was ejaculating as cum started spewing from his cock onto my chest and face. I was completely shocked and at a loss for words. My mind was saying no but my body was screaming hell yes! My cock unloaded cum in his ass filling it to capacity while my chest and face continued to collect his sperm.

As my mind was racing with thoughts of what was happening, my eyes locked onto his trying to make sense of this. Who was this person? Why didn't I realize sooner that this wasn't Jasmine? Was I gay? Why didn't I throw this guy off of me and beat him senseless? Time seemed to stand still as we both laid there looking at one another.

I broke my gaze from his in order to look more closely at his body. He was quite feminine in his appearance. His body was petite and shaved like a woman's body would be. His hands and feet were small and manicured. His legs were long and smooth. The only thing male in appearance about this person was his penis. 

His small hand was still expertly stroking his own shaft. For his petite frame, his cock was rather large, appearing to be around 8" long and fairly thick. I found myself staring at his cock while he stroked it.

My own penis had gone limp inside of him. I made a mock-attempt at shifting my hips in order to see if he would get off my lap. Ironically enough I didn't feel embarrassed or ashamed. I was surprised and shocked but the longer I laid there the more right this moment felt.

"So do you have a name?" I asked in my deepest man voice, attempting to sound as macho as possible under the circumstances.

"My name is John. I work with Bill. I guess you could say I am his butler and friend." the naked man answered as he reached up and took the curly black wig off his head, tossing it onto the bed.

"Well I'm Jack," I replied. "Bill and I are friends from college. What's the deal with the wig?"

"Honestly, I am a bit embarrassed to admit this but..." John began to speak as he slowly lifted himself off of my lap. My limp penis slid out of his ass followed by a generous stream of cum. John was on his hands and knees straddling me as cum seeped out of him, running down his inner thigh and dripping on my crotch. His face was inches away from my crotch and I could feel his breath on me. 

John continued talking as he gently touched my cum-covered penis. 

"I saw you yesterday in the viewing room before Shelly joined you. I watched as you masturbated in front of the television." John stated as he slipped a finger in his mouth tasting my salty semen. 

"If I had a dollar for every time I've done that myself, I could retire by now." John added. "Then I watched as Jasmine explored your nakedness in the kitchen. I could barely keep myself from running into the kitchen and sucking you off right then and there." John continued explaining as he placed his mouth on my limp cock, licking my shaft and rubbing his lips on my manhood.

"When I heard Jasmine tell you where the master bedroom was located, I rushed back here to hide and see if I cloud find a way to enjoy a piece of you for myself." John stated while still toying with my genitalia. 

"While I was in the closet, I found this black wig and it hit me - why not slip into bed and pretend to be Jasmine?" "I was hoping you wouldn't be able to notice my disguise in the darkness." John said with a wink and a smile. 

"When I awoke this morning to your kisses and touch I couldn't resist myself. I hadn't planned on both of us falling asleep and I was worried you would see that I wasn't Jasmine in the daylight. That is why I closed the curtains to make the room dark in hopes of fulfilling my fantasy Jack."

"The feeling of your cock deep inside of my ass was amazing! Did you enjoy fucking my ass Jack?" John mumbled, my hardening cock deep inside his mouth.

John let my penis escape from his lips as he looked up at me for a response. I was speechless. I didn't know what to say. I had never in my wildest dreams considered fucking another man in the ass, not to mention allowing him to suck my cock afterwards! I must have looked like a mess with John's cum all over my chest and face.

"I think I need to clean up." I said as I managed to compose myself and sit up on the bed. 

I grabbed the towel I used earlier and began to wipe John's cum from my face and chest. Suddenly I had an urge to taste what it was like. I placed my tongue to the towel tasting John's cum. The salty sperm was interesting and not entirely disgusting.

I finished wiping myself off and looked back towards John. He sat on the edge of the bed looking at me. John's cock was still extremely erect. The image of him on top of me as my hard cock was buried in his ass was all that I could think of. 

"I thought you were Jasmine." I said trying to make some sense of what just happened. 

"I know," John replied. "That is what I wanted you to think Jack. How else was I going to get to feel your big cock shoot cum inside my ass?"

"I can't say that I wasn't turned on at the thought of fucking Jasmine's ass." I began to explain. "I guess I never thought I would have sex with another man. It never crossed my mind."

"Look" John said as he stood next to the bed, "Just because you had your dick in my ass doesn't make you gay. Can't two consenting adults enjoy each other without being labeled this or that?"

"That would be nice for a change." I agreed as I looked over John's naked body, admiring his still very erect, large penis. 

"Are you up for a swim John?" I asked as I stood up. Not waiting for an answer, I opened the patio doors and walked out to the back yard. The warm air and bright sunshine energized me as I looked around and took a deep breath. 

Standing at the edge of the pool, I could see houses in the distance through the wooded acreage. There was no fence marking the property, only trees and foliage. I could barely see the neighbors and hear their voices as they too enjoyed the beautiful summer day. The nearest house was nearly 100 yards away so it was doubtful anyone would notice my lack of clothing. 

My quiet moment was brought to an abrupt close when I was tackled from behind by John as we both fell into the cold refreshing water.

I stayed under water for a minute letting the cold water cleanse me. The cool water felt exhilarating against my naked body. I surfaced and started swimming toward the diving board. John was splashing around like a kid at summer camp, going on and on about how much he enjoyed swimming in the nude. 

"Cannon ball!" I yelled out as I landed in the water a few feet from John. The wake of water sent him flailing into the shallow end. We both swam in the pool for a while enjoying the sunshine and being naked outdoors. 

John was standing in the pool with only his head sticking above the water. I swam up behind him and returned the favor from earlier by grabbing his legs and dragging him under the water. We both surfaced laughing and catching our breath. 

We splashed each other and wrestled in the water. We both tried to water-log one another by jumping onto each other from the diving board. It was sincerely fun and light hearted. 

I was floating on my back when John started to laugh out loud.

"I see there is some truth to cold water and shrinkage" John teased as he pointed at my limp penis. I looked at my package to see what he meant.

"Don't you worry yourself about that Johnny boy," I replied. "The warm sunshine will take care of that." 

I swam over to the edge of the pool and pulled myself out. I sat on the decking with my legs dangling in the water. The warm summer air felt good on my skin. Before long the sunshine warmed up my body back to normal, not to mention my manhood.

John grabbed a couple water bottles from the outdoor kitchen and joined me as we sat side by side by the pool. We both talked freely about the experience we just shared and our lives in general. John was somewhere around the age of 30. He seemed very cordial and professional as we conversed. Astute and one for details, John kept himself in shape by swimming daily and training for his next marathon. John was clean shaven on his face, and from what I remembered from my earlier interaction, completely hairless on the rest of his body.

John and I sat together and talked like old buddies. We actually had a lot in common. We talked about Bill and his freelance work as a film editor. We joked about all the women who came in and out of Bill's "love nest". 

John had a few hilarious stories that he shared with me. I finished my water and lowered myself back into the pool. I took a deep breath and sunk below the water's surface. The cool water was refreshing as the outside temperature continued to rise. 

As I re-surfaced, I noticed John sitting on the edge of the pool, his legs spread wide. It was hard not to notice his rather large cock and shaved crotch. 

"So John," I asked matter-of-factly, "do you normally pretend to be Jasmine in order to get strange men to fuck you in the ass?" 

John laughed at my direct question. "I was wondering when you were going to ask me about that Jack. I consider myself more of a metro-sexual, I guess." John replied.

"So does that mean you fuck girls AND guys?" I asked curiously

John pondered the question before answering. "Yes and no. I get turned on by beauty. If a beautiful woman or attractive man catches my eye, I see if they are interested in having some fun. I am no more gay than you are, Jack." 

"Well I can see your point of view John." I said in agreement. "But you have to admit that the way you tricked me into thinking you were Jasmine was a bit deceiving."

"Yeah, that was indeed a bit deceptive Jack." John agreed. "So if I walked up to you and said that I thought you were attractive and that I'd like to feel your cock in my tight ass...would you have fucked me?"

"Probably not!" I said chuckling. "But it was an interesting experience John. One that, until earlier today, I would have never considered."

I swam around for a bit and once again sat on the edge of the pool next to John. I looked over at John who had one leg stretched out across the pool decking and the other still in the pool. In this pose his crotch was wide open to my line of sight. His hairless body looked strangely attractive.

"So do you shave your entire body? That would seem like it would take a lot of time?" I asked John.

"I had my body hair removed to help with my swim time in the water. Another great side effect however is how amazing it feels to be hair-free all over!" 

I had to admit, his man junk looked clean.

"Here, feel for yourself," John said as he motioned for me to handle his hairless crotch. "Don't worry Jack, nobody will know. And besides, it's not like you don't have the same tackle as me, right?"

What could happen that hadn't already, right? I mean an hour ago my dick was buried balls deep in his ass and he was sucking and licking me like a professional whore. 




House Sitting Ch. 05



I reached my hand out and began to touch John's hairless genitalia. He removed his own hand as mine began to explore his smooth crotch. 

"See what I mean Jack?" John said as if he was showing me one of his tools from the garage. I continued to feel his cock and balls like it was perfectly normal behavior. I had to admit, his crotch had no scruffy stubble whatsoever.

"Wow John, you are right. This does feel nice!" I said out loud without any hint of embarrassment or shyness. "Is your ass hairless too?"

"You should know Jack!" John said jokingly. "Your large mammoth of a cock nearly split me in two earlier!" 

We both laughed at John's reply. Just out of curiosity, I reached my hand past his balls to feel for myself. Sure enough, John's ass was as smooth as a baby's bottom. 

I returned my attention back to John's limp cock. It had some girth to it. I flopped it back and forth between my hands like a piece of dough. I had never held another cock in my hand other than my own. It was strangely arousing.

Suddenly I had the urge to do more than just feel John's cock in my hand. "Is this mic on?" I joked as I leaned in close and lightly kissed John's limp cock.

"Testing 1 2 3...testing 1 2...I think its broken John." I continued, speaking into his limp cock-rophone. John just laughed at my humor as we both enjoyed this new freedom together. 

"Let's see what this does" I thought to myself as I proceeded to shove John's entire limp cock into my mouth. His man meat filled my mouth and was slipping toward the back of my throat. I tasted and explored his cock with my tongue. I sucked hard as I pulled away, his limp penis spilling out of my mouth finally making a "pop" as the last of it exited. His cock glistened with my saliva as I caught it in my hand.

"Well that was kinda fun!" I said surprisingly. Somewhat expecting (wishing actually) for a more positive reaction from John's cock. John seemed perfectly at ease as I explored his manliness while sitting together by the pool. I enjoyed his open demeanor.

I soon noticed how much different my situation was compared to John. My cock was standing at full salute! I was obviously more excited about sucking and stroking on John's cock than he seemed to be. 

John noticed my erection and blurted out, "Whoa there cowboy! You got a permit for that pistol?" 

John watched my erect cock as it danced between my legs, bobbing up and down in its hardness. He reached out with his hand and gripped my hard cock and pretended it was a car's gear shift as he made shifting noises. 

"Vroom Vroom!" John mocked. I couldn't help myself as we both started to laugh out loud.

John's humor and sense of calmness was contagious. I would have never guessed how satisfying and fun it could be hanging out with him, or any other guy for that matter, naked and enjoying each other sexually. 

I joined the charades and grabbed his flaccid member, mocking his inability to "rise to the occasion". I made a few sputtering noises as if his penis was a car that had lost all motor function.

In our playfulness, I felt John's penis growing hard in my hand. I coyly looked at John to see a curious smirk on his face. Right there in my hand his cock grew to a rock hard 8" missile! I had often stroked my own cock to erection but experiencing it from this perspective was something entirely different.

John and I sat next to each other outside by the pool and enjoyed stroking each other's erection. I watched his hand expertly stroke my hard cock while he watched mine doing the same to him. The sound of pounding flesh combined with our own heavy breathing filled the air. 

I looked up at John to see him looking right at me. We both smiled at each other as we continued to jerk off each other's cock. 

"I'd love to feel your mouth wrapped around my hard cock Jack!" John said, breathing heavily. "That is, if you'd like to suck my cock?"

I looked at John as I licked my lips. "I've never had another man's cock in my mouth before. How about we suck each other at the same time?" I replied.

"That sounds like a lot of fun Jack." John agreed.

John let go of my cock and leaned back onto the pool decking. I followed suit as our naked bodies were inverted under the midday sun. We were in a 69-position as I lowered my mouth onto his mammoth cock. I felt John's mouth wrap around my own cock as we both started pleasing one another.

This was another first for me, sucking another man's erect cock. What had come over me? I focused on sucking and stroking John's erection with my mouth and hands the way I enjoyed having my own cock sucked. The sound of our mouths hungrily sucking cock filled the air.

I was only able to swallow about half of John's 8" cock. I teased his cockhead with my tongue and played with his pee hole. I massaged his ball sac with one hand while the other hand I used to stroke his shaft. 

My saliva coated John's cock and dripped down my lips and chin. I couldn't believe how erotic it felt to suck another man's cock. I wanted to devour John's cock with my mouth.

I kissed and nibbled the length of his shaft with my mouth until I reached the base. I continued to feverishly stroke his shaft with my hand as I took his ball sac into my mouth and sucked each nut.

John moaned as my mouth and hand fucked his cock and ball sac. I pulled back to catch my breath while I watched my hand stroke and massage John's cock. I looked around to see if anyone was watching us while we pleased one another without a care in the open back yard.

John was working his own magic on my cock as well. He was able to bury almost my entire length down his throat. It felt amazing. His mouth was strong and eager to please my cock. The way he rubbed his teeth slightly against the length of my shaft sent tingles throughout my entire body. 

I placed my mouth over John's cock once again and started to suck him. I forced myself to swallow as much of his cock as I could without gagging. He and I enjoyed blowing one another like this for quite a while. 

I heard voices and the sound of lawn equipment as we sucked each other's cocks in the sunshine. I opened my eyes to see half a dozen guys in the distance working their way towards us. I continued sucking on John's cock as I watched the yard men getting closer and closer. 

Could they see me and John lying naked by the pool? Could they see us eagerly sucking one another's cocks? I was turned on by the thought of them seeing me suck another man's cock. I was excited at being seen outdoors in the middle of the day completely naked. 

Part of me wanted to run inside the house and hide while another part of me wanted to stay out in the open for anyone and everyone to see my naughty sexual cravings. I stood my ground and eagerly fucked John's cock with my mouth as I watched the men approach. Fuck them and their judgmental attitudes. I was enjoying sucking John's cock and having him suck mine!

"I'm going to cum any second Jack!" John mumbled. 

"I'm ready to blow my load too!" I replied as best I could with a mouthful of cock. 

Suddenly I felt John's balls tighten as hot cum started to shoot into my mouth. In my aroused state I continued to suck his cock as I swallowed his salty semen. I stroked his shaft urging all of his cum into my mouth and down my throat. 

I removed my mouth from John's cock as the last of his cum remained on my tongue. A huge smile was on my face and a sense of satisfaction engulfed me knowing that I had sucked and swallowed my first cock.

My own orgasm began to ravage my body as I began to shoot my load into John's mouth and down his throat. I watched the yard men get closer as John's mouth sucked the last of the cum from my cock. They seemed to be watching John and me as they walked towards the house.

John stopped sucking my cock and sat up next to me. For the first time he realized the yard men were walking towards the house in our direction. 

"Why didn't you tell me people were watching us?" John asked.

"I didn't want to stop what we were doing. And besides, I was turned on knowing someone could see me sucking your cock out here in the back yard." I replied honestly. 

"Come on Jack. We had better get inside before they get over here and we have to explain what the hell we are doing out here completely naked." John said in a panic.

"I think they know what two naked guys are doing by the pool in the middle of the day John." I stated sarcastically.

"Either way, let's finish this inside, OK?" John pleaded as he grabbed my arm and nudged me towards the sliding glass door that led to the master bedroom.

John closed the door and locked it behind me. The tinted glass camouflaged our naked bodies. John and I stood there naked as the yard men began to mow the lawn and clean the pool area. 

"I had no idea you were turned on at being watched in the nude by complete strangers." John said. 

"I didn't really think I was until today. I guess you have unlocked something within me that wanted to get out and be free." I replied, my still hard cock pressed against the glass door.

"Well, that being your first experience giving a blow job, you sure can suck a mean cock Jack!" John said confidently. 

"Thanks...I think?" I replied, not quite sure if sucking another man's cock was a talent I knew I was good at.

"For what it's worth, you suck a pretty mean dick yourself John!" I said reassuringly. 

"Man, I haven't cum that hard in a long time!" John stated as he walked to grab a drink from the mini-fridge. "You are one hell of a cock sucker Jack!"

"Fuck you John!" I shouted out loud. "Grab me a beer too, would you please?"

"You already did that earlier this morning, remember?" John quipped.

I sat on the leather couch and grabbed the beer that John offered me. He sat down next to me as we drank the cold beers and watched the workers outside.

My mind started taking inventory of what had transpired over the last 12 hours or so. I had fucked my high school dream girl. I had jerked off with Jasmine and she sucked my cock. I fucked another guy in the ass as he ejaculated on my chest. We both jerked each other off and sucked one another's cocks until I finally let him cum in my mouth as I swallowed every drop. The only thing I hadn't done was getting fucked in my ass! 

"What are you in deep thought about?" John asked.

"I was just thinking about everything that has happened since Bill asked me to house sit for him yesterday." I surmised. 

"This has been a really exciting time, you know? I mean I have experienced some things that I would have never done if it weren't for you tricking me into fucking you in the ass." I laughed as the words left my mouth.

"I'm glad that I tricked you into thinking I was somebody else." John replied. "I, too, have really enjoyed getting to know you in a more personal and sexual way. It's been fun."

"I really like being nude. It's liberating walking around wearing nothing at all." I stated as I continued watching the pool cleaners and yard men through the tinted glass. 

"I think you also like being watched or the possibility of someone seeing you in the nude. Am I right?" John asked as he looked at me and my raging hard-on.

He was right. I didn't care who could see me just as long as I was naked and there was a chance of someone noticing. It was such a turn on that I got hard just thinking about it. Now was no exception.

"You really enjoyed sucking my dick outside by the pool while those guys walked up didn't you Jack!" John said seductively. "I bet you'd do just about anything as long as a stranger watched you, huh?"

John was right again. The thrill of being caught in the nude or someone watching me as I jerked off or was engaged in some carnal sexual act fueled my animalistic urges. My cock hardened even more at the very thought.

I set my beer on the floor and grabbed my aching hard-on. I started to pump my erection in my hands as I pretended the strangers on the other side of the tinted glass could see what I was doing. I sat there completely naked and jerked off while they worked only a few feet away. 

I stood up and pressed my naked body against the tinted glass. The yard men looked in my direction as I rubbed myself against the glass. Could they see me? Could they see my large erection? Did they want to watch as I stroked myself to orgasm? I wanted them to watch me. I wanted them to see me please myself and shoot cum into my own mouth.

John was standing by the bed watching me. He had the remote and the bottle of cherry flavored lube in his hand. 

"What if I told you they could see you Jack?" John whispered. "What if I told you they could see you and me and our naked bodies and erect cocks as we did whatever we desired?"

"Yes John. Yes!" I screamed as my body tingled with sexual lust. 

John pushed a button on the remote. The dark tint in the glass windows lightened until it was apparent that anyone outside could clearly see me standing in the bedroom - naked and horny.

The yard men and pool cleaners looked through the windows at me. Their eyes washed over my naked body as I stood there holding my erect cock in my hand. I felt alive! I felt energized and naughty at the same time. I looked at the strange men watching me while I paraded around the bedroom stroking my erection and enjoying the moment.

John walked up to me and began stroking his own erect cock as we both stared out into the back yard. 

"What do you want them to watch you do Jack?" John whispered in my ear. "Do you want them to watch you suck my cock? Or have me suck your cock while they watch? Or how about I fuck your virgin ass while they witness you taking my cock for the first time?" 

"Yes!" I mouthed breathing heavily. "I want them to watch as you fuck my tight asshole John. I want to feel your hard cock deep inside my ass!"

I walked over to the couch and got on my hands and knees. Most of the strange guys were watching me as I positioned myself for John's cock to take my virgin ass. I looked directly at them as they waited to see what would happen next.

John positioned himself behind me and opened the bottle of lube. He coated his 8" cock and poured a liberal amount directly onto my asshole. I looked back at John as he placed his cockhead against my tight ass. 

I noticed a few of the guys had dropped their pants and were stroking their own hard cocks while they watched John and me. I was more turned on than ever as I felt John's cock begin to spread my ass cheeks apart. Being watched by strangers as my ass was about to get fucked by John's massive cock nearly made me cum right then and there.

I lowered my face onto the couch so that my ass was at an angle that allowed John to fuck me deep and hard. I turned my head so that I could watch the strangers while they witnessed John sodomizing me.

Suddenly the sensation of John's large cock entering my asshole caused me to moan in pleasure and pain. I had never had anything this large inside my anal cavity before. My tight asshole was being stretched by John's mammoth cock. 

I took a deep breath as John slowly worked his cock further in and out of my virgin ass. It felt amazing having another man's cock inside of me. The feeling was like nothing I had ever experienced. I grabbed my own hard cock and jerked off while John fucked my ass.

I watched as the yard men jerked off at watching me and John. I was turned on beyond my imagination as these guys watched me getting fucked in the ass. I was naked with a cock in my ass in front of these six strangers. This felt surreal.

John breathed heavily as he buried his man meat inside of me. I was experiencing sensations that I couldn't describe. The pressure of his erection inside of my ass was unreal! I groaned with pleasure as John had his way with me.

John continued to pump his hard cock into me as we set a steady rhythm. I took nearly his full shaft deep inside of my ass as I groaned in pleasure. 

"Damn John, your cock feels fucking amazing in my asshole!" I mumbled between poundings. 

"Your ass is so tight Jack!" John replied. I pressed harder against John's cock as he thrust forward causing his ball sac to slap against me.

Being watched by the yard men intensified this sexual experience beyond measure. John's erect cock inside of my ass filled me with ecstasy. I felt like I was going to cum at any second. I wanted to feel John's cum shoot deep into my ass more than ever. I was fucking John's cock with my ass like I was having a seizure. I couldn't get enough of this amazing sensation.

Suddenly I felt the warmth of John's cum filling up my asshole. It was a strange yet satisfying sensation that caused me to cum at the same time. I grabbed my cock and shot my load all over the couch. 

John pulled his cock from my asshole and fell onto the couch exhausted. His cum ran out of my stretched asshole and down my leg. My body felt numb from the orgasmic bliss that I just experienced. I was on a euphoric high. 

I heard the strange men cheering from outside. I looked up to see them all half naked with their pants around their ankles. Some of them had ejaculated on the glass windows.

I turned towards John and crawled between his legs. I wrapped my mouth around his cum-covered cock that was just moments ago deep inside my asshole. I sucked on his man meat until he went limp. Tasting my ass on his cock was fucking unbelievable. 

I stood up and walked next to the glass that separated me from the six strangers. I bent over and pressed my cum soaked ass against the glass. I looked at the guys from between my legs. They grabbed their cocks and pointed them at my ass. I laughed at their gesture. 

"Thank you John for making that happen." I said, slapping him on the shoulder as I gingerly walked towards the bathroom. My ass stung as I walked.

"Thank you Jack!" he replied as he pressed the button on the remote to tint the windows so they were once again non-transparent. 

I sat on the toilet letting John's cum drip out of my stretched anus. My ass was sore but the pleasure I experienced was worth the discomfort. I stood up and wiped the sperm from between my ass cheeks and from my inner thighs. 

I made my way back into the master bedroom and grabbed my beer from off the floor. I finished it in one large gulp. 

"I need a swim." I said out loud as I unlocked the glass door and walked out onto the patio towards the pool. The yard men were nowhere in sight as I dove into the cool water to relax. 

I cooled off in the pool from the intense backdoor pounding by John and laid down on one of the lounge chairs in the shade. My eyes were shut as I heard the familiar voices of Jasmine and Shelly talking and laughing.

"Hello Jack." Shelly said playfully. "Do you mind if we join you by the pool?"

"Be my guest ladies." Was all I could manage to say as I drifted off to sleep.

The End



House Sitting Ch. 2



As she fondled my breasts and pinched my nipples, I reached out and unbuttoned the first few buttons on her long trench coat. When I realized that she was not wearing anything underneath it, I pulled it down over her beautiful naked body and had her step out of it. Then I stepped completely out of my cover and pulled her warm smooth body over to me, delighting in the touch of her body on my skin and devouring the sweetness of her scent. As we held each other and enjoyed the feeling of our bodies together, our hands began to roam and feel each other in every sensitive place. Instinctively I opened up her thighs with my knee and began to stimulate her already wet crotch.

"Oh, you are so wet for me already, my love." I whispered.

"I've been wet since you called. I could tell in your voice that you wanted me" She responded breathlessly.

"Come Maggie, come and lay with me on this soft white rug. I want to see your beautiful Oriental body on this rug with me. We can eat the food you brought later, right now there is something else that I am hungry for." I begged.

The rug was a very soft furlike white throw. I loved the feel of it on my nakedness. As Maggie and I kneeled down across from each other we both spread out thighs and opened up ourselves for each other. I reached down and fondled the warmth of her wet sex. Then I licked my fingers as Maggie was doing the same to me. Next we traded and licked ourselves off each other fingers. It was so sensual to taste the mixture of our sex juices. Maggie's firm breasts were intoxicating as they heaved when I rubbed them with our juice and then slowly licked and sucked on them. Eventually we lay down together on the rug and held our naked bodies together, kissing deeply and touching and fondling every innermost part of our bodies. It was agonizing as well as exhilarating to take our lovemaking so slow. Maggie had always loved my large breasts and nipples. She delighted in suckling and rubbing me until I could stand it no longer. I had been humping her crotch with my leg and now I reached down caressing her throbbing mound and finally reaching her sexual pleasures.

At first I just teased her lips by grazing gently over the surface. Her body shuddered and she bucked her hips up begging for stimulation. Then I ran my fingers all though her cunt, exploring every cease until I finally began to finger her hole. Her sex juice was flowing as I finger fucked her with one and then two of my well-lubricated fingers. Every once in a while I would bring out my fingers and work my way into her folds to touch her beautiful pulsating clit. As Maggie's hips began to buck against my hand I began to rub harder and harder. In and out I finger fucked her hole, while I rubbed around and around on her now growing member. And then I went for it. I licked all the way to her cunt and drove my face into her wanton pussy. In a wild frenzy of passion she bucked her cunt up to my face and held my head down in her sex. My tongue shot out and licked up all the wonderful hot juice. I sucked on every part of her sex and jammed my tongue in and out of her hot hole while I gently fingered her tight little asshole. (As far as I knew she had yet to be fucked in the ass.) Back and forth from clit to cunt I licked and sucked and chewed until my Maggie's body began to jerk in uncontrollable spasms of climax. She screamed and bucked until she fell limp into the fur of the white rug.

After a few minutes Maggie began to fondle my hair and the back of my neck as I licked all of the wetness from her pussy. She reached for me and pulled me over on to my back. Then she began to kiss and lick my entire body as she fingered my cunt and ass. At first she just inserted one finger up my cunt hole, then two and then three!

"Oh Baby, you are so wet and your hole is so stretched. You must have been fucked by one giant cock recently." She exclaimed.

"Oh Maggie, yes, it was the biggest blackest most beautiful cock I had ever seen. It was all the way up inside me. I rode it so hard and fucked it so good and now I'm left empty and need you to fill me up!" I begged.

"Honey, I will suck you so good and fuck you with my tongue, but then you have to tell me all about this wonderful cock" Maggie insisted.

"Yes, Maggie let me cum in your mouth first and then I will tell you everything." I promised.

Maggie's tongue and fingers worked magic on my cunt. She licked and sucked my hot wet sex and I could feel my juices flowing into he mouth. She continued finger fucking my hole, in and out and further up inside me than she had ever dared to go. My hips began to go wild, bucking up against her face, gyrating around and around until she finally sucked off my throbbing clit and I came over and over again until her mouth was full of cum.

After Maggie licked up my creamy cum, we decided that we better get something to eat and of course she wasn't about to forget the little talk that I had promised. Although somewhat cold, dinner was great and just what I needed after my intense day of lovemaking. We had taken our food and another bottle of wine up to the bedroom and picnicked on the bed. This way when we got too tired we could just fall to sleep. We remained naked and I so I was able to enjoy watching Maggie's graceful movements as she talked and reached for things. Her breasts, although somewhat smaller than mine, were beautifully formed and her nipples seemed to stay erect through our entire meal. I fantasized that tonight I would fall asleep sucking on them like I had done a few years before in our dorm at night.

After a few glasses of wine I really began to loosen up and I proceeded to tell her every detail of the encounter with my handsome black lover and even about my first experience with his dog. (While I was talking I noticed that she was playing around in her cunt and rubbing her breasts with her juice. It looked so nice I began to do the same.) Maggie related that she had heard wonderful things about black cocks and was determined to have one herself someday. Then she surprised me by telling me that she had been secretly messing around with her boyfriend's Labrador for about a year now. Her boyfriend, who is out of town a lot on business asked her come over to feed his dog and give him a little company. At first it seemed like a real pain but then one day while she was squatting down giving the dog a fresh bowl of water, he start sniffing up her crotch under her short skirt. Maggie very rarely wore panties and she had noticed her crotch had seemed a little sticky. At first she tried to push him away, but he lunged forward and began nuzzling her cunt. Maggie said she knew she should have resisted more but she had been very horny, and the touch of this animal set her on fire. Then without giving it much more thought she rolled back on her bottom, laid back and with her knees up exposed her juicy cunt to whatever might happen. Apparently the dog was starving for her sex juice and he licked and nipped and sucked her entire crotch area until she was thrown into a wild erotic orgasm. He never tired of his licking and she came over and over again. Since that time, she has had many opportunities to be with this dog alone and she has played with and sucked on his little pink doggy cock until he has cum in her mouth. She said that she had been working on getting him to mount her from behind, but it hadn't worked yet. I laughed as she told me that sometimes she wonders if the only reason she stays with her boyfriend is because of his sexy dog!

As the night wore on and the wine started having its effect on us, we both crawled into bed and dozed off into each other's comforting arms. Several times during the night, one or the other would wake up and suck tit or rub cunt. When I dozed off for the last time, I remember Maggie reaching from behind with her hand and placing it in my pussy. She told me to pretend it was that big black cock between my legs. I did and that was my last thought before I woke the next morning...

To Be Continued...



House Sitting Ch. 2



Waking up the next morning with the smell of sex in the air from the night before really turned me on. I couldn't wait to wake Gary up... I leaned over and gave his cock a big wet kiss... I could feel his cock respond to the kissing and light nibbling ... before I knew it he was at full mast.... Hard as a rock. So I took the head and slowly sucked it deep into my mouth mmmm the hardness feels so good running along my tongue...he wakes up and starts responding to the motions that I was laying on his swollen cock. I looked up at him with a big smile on my face and said, "I think you need to take me to breakfast... I need my energy, for later."

He replied with a lusty look on his face "You just love to tease me don't you?"

And of course my reply was, with a little wicked smile..."Isn't that what I do best!"

With that I jumped up and helped him up ... I had to keep in mind that if I was going anywhere I had to wear something he could see my tits in. So, I had to wear a see-through shirt... one of his favorite things to do is to show off my tits... he likes to see the reactions they get... sometimes we even get free meals... that depends on how much I am willing to show... And this weekend was one of those: Let it all hang out weekends... So, when we got to the café we spotted on the way to his friend's house. I didn't button the first three buttons on my shirt. I just let gape open...so not only could you see threw it ... it was open for anybody to get a good look...

I love the smile that it puts on Gary's face... I told him watch this honey.... Here comes the waiter...as he approaches we could tell that he had only one thing on his mind...my tits... Looking straight at my chest he held out a menu for Gary and then he leans in to hand me mine. Looking right down the front of my shirt knowing he could see the edge of my big brown nipple... knowing that this was turning them both on ....really got me hot. I slipped my shoe off and lifted my leg up so I could rub Gary crouch with my foot... when my toes reached his crouch.... I sighed hmm seem someone here is excited... Gary just smile at me and the waiter. The waiter just stood there with a big grin on his face and asked did we want anything to drink... hmm

I looked up at him still rubbing Gary's cock with my foot and said I would love a big hot cup of COCK, Oh! I mean COFFEE... we all laughed...

"Sorry about that," I said...

The waiter shot me a great big smile and said, "I would be glad to server up the HOT COCK uh, I mean coffee."

I smile and said I bet you would... I want cream with that too, please.... Smiling back.

Gary and I sat there teasing each other until the food got there and then it went just a bit further than we had anticipated. The waiter came over and said that he was about to get off and wanted to know if we could give him a ride... We both looked at each other and smile and said at the same time, "And just what kind of ride do you have in mind?" we laughed.

The waiter turned to me and said, "I will take any kind of ride you want to give me..."

We told him we would think about it.

I thought to myself I am going to get my husband good on this one... he is always talking about waiting to see me give someone else head... I turned to Gary and said here is your chance.... You have always wanted to check something like this out...thinking all along that he would never in a million years go for this. Never... About that time the waiter came back to the table and Gary looked up and said sure we would be glad to give you a ride...I know the look on my face had to be a strange one... I could not believe that we where going to give this guy a ride anywhere... But this was Gary's weekend and I just followed right along.... Not knowing exactly what Gary had in mind I was just following his lead ...on the way to the car I was wondering where we were all going to ride.. Since our car has only two seats. When we got to the car Gary said "Honey, you will have to ride in his lap." I looked at the waiter and smiled, looking down at his crouch and seeing a huge bulge...hum looks this could be a bumpy ride....

He got in and asked if we lived around here and we told him no that we were staying at a friends house and it's got a pool. Gary asked him "Hey, would you like to come over and go for a swim?" I looked at him and just smiled... I didn't know what to think.... The waiter gladly excepted the invitation and off we went...

I didn't know what to expect from Gary now.... This was a first.... He had said that he wanted to see us with another guy, but I thought he was just fantasizing... well I guess he want to live this one out...Man, I hope I can handle this one....or should I say two ....hmmm sound good to me....

We got to the house and I went in and the guys went out back to the pool... I was in the back bathroom wondering what Gary and this guy where talking about. Thinking to myself, "We don't even know this guy's name." Then I wondered if Gary would give him something to swim in or if they would just be naked... I couldn't stand it any longer... I had to peek. So I went to the window and looked out. To my surprise he was sitting there in his briefs...I was glad to see that he still had some kind of clothing on. I remember what Gary said about being naked all weekend and wonder if he wanted me to start out naked with this guy or wear my swimsuit.... I decided to wear this white see threw wrap that he had bought me just for the pool... I wasn't sure how I was going to handle this situation but I wasn't going to back down now, Not me. I decided to continue to follow Gary's lead... I opened the door they both turned around, I came out, walked around so that they could get a good look at my tits swaying back and forth, hard nipples poking straight head.. I sat in the lounge chair and said, "I need a oil boy, any volunteers?" Gary just sat there and smiled, but he did make a move for the oil or me...I looked over and said "Did anyone hear me?" "I don't want to burn the brownies"

The waiter jumped up and said, "I would be glad to be your oil boy!" I looked at Gary and wonder if this is something he had talked about while I was in the house. He just smiled back at me and nodded his head as to let me know it was OK... so I moved over so he could sit beside me on the chair. When he sat down next to me I could feel the excitement start to build. He took the oil and poured it the palm of his hand then rubbed his hands together with a big grin on his face. He started rubbing oil on my shoulders... this felt so good I leaned forward and drop my wrap....then I felt his warm soft hands move slowly down towards my breasts...mmm this so nice.... I looked at him and said "Now, be sure to get me covered all over, especially my nipples, I don't want them to burn." I turned and looked over at Gary. He was sitting there with his big hard cock in one hand rubbing it lightly...like he was in a dream... that was the look on his face, dream like...There is no telling what he was thinking...I know what I was thinking....mmmm I would like to have that hard cock over here so I could lay a great big kiss on it......

I was brought back to reality when I felt the Oil Boy, kissing on my shoulder and then my neck. I took my sunglasses off and looked at him and said, "I don't even know your name." He, said, just call me "Oil Boy" I looked back at Gary and laughed, he started laughing too, then the waiter said "what's so funny" I smiled and said, " that is what I call Gary... Oil Boy!" "But, since your are my Oil Boy today, that is what I will call you. "

Putting my sunglasses back on, I leaned back and smiled. The minute my head hit the towel I had been laying on the Oil Boy started his exploration of my body. His journey began at my neck and worked his way down to my breasts... I just laid there with my eyes closed, taking in all the feelings. It was so strange, all the different sensations. The difference in the way his touch felt to me. I could feel my pussy starting to pulsating as his hands gliding down my body. Working the oil in as he went... rubbing lightly around my nipples making them so erect that I arched my back and moan slightly...I could fell my juice start to flow, mmmm that felt nice I groaned. He continued downward, pouring oil out onto my belly making a small pool at my belly button. Then pushing it out with his thumb and spreading it down and to the side as to avoid going straight to my own wetness. He went down passed my womanhood and rubbed the insides of my thighs. I was so into what was happening to me, that my legs fall open to the slight pressure of his hands. This was going to drive me wild, but I control myself and looked over at Gary, he was now setting on the edge of his seat, his rock hard cock in his hand and was stroking it at a nice even pace. I said, "That looks good enough to eat." "Bring it on over here so I can have a taste." He stood up and walked over to my chair. I looked up licking my lips to make them nice and moist. He leaned forward teasing me with just the tip slapping it against my lips. I reached up and took hold of his shaft and rubbed the head all over my wet lips then sucked him deep into my mouth. Then I felt a warm breath on my pussy and the stiffness of a tongue rubbing my harden clit this made me quiver and shiver all over my body.

The Oil Boy was kneeling down between my legs running his tongue up and down the length of my soaking wet pussy. All the while, I was working on Gary cock. He pulled back and reached out for my hand. I looked at him, took his hand and he help me up, so I would be on the edge of the chair. Wow! I now had two cocks starring me in the face...This had to be one of the most energizing feelings, I have never had two at the same time to work on before. I wondered if they would taste the same... I couldn't wait any longer. I reached up and took one in each hand. Stroking one and then the other. Gary was just a little bigger and thicker than he was; I leaned forward and pulled them both together. Head to head mmmm running my tongue across one then the other mmm this is great... I thought to myself that they both tasted different but good... they both reached down and started playing with my tits. Rubbing and gently pulling at my erect nipples, I slowly sucked one cock then the other looking up at them both changing back and forth.... I could tell that they both wanted me to work my magic on their hot rods.. I sucked both of their cocks, as far into my mouth as they both would go... I thought that they would both go off for sure, but they both held back. Then Gary pulled back and moved me around so he could get behind me... not missing a single stroke on the oil boys cock I wiggled around so, Gary could get to my sizzling hot pussy. He moved his hips closer and his cock buried deeper inside me.... I groaned loudly working hard on the cock in my mouth, I could feel the excitement building. All of us were moaning and groaning loudly... I could tell we where all about to explode. First, was the oil boy, he shot a load so big that I couldn't hold it all and it was running out of the sides of my mouth and down my chin... Oh, oh yea, I turned to Gary and smiled and said don't' stop babe... mmmm faster, faster....oh yes your going to make me cum... And then I went into an orgasm frizzy.... Oh yea babe, give me your hot cum.. Gary gasped loudly and slammed his cock deep inside me grabbing my ass pulling me hard against his body he shot the first part of his cum in my wet pussy then he pulled out and shot the next spurt on my face and then one on my tits. I fell back on the chair reaching up with both hands I slowly rubbed it all over my chest they both started licking on my tits... Then Gary reached up, pulled me to him and gave me a deep and lingering kiss.... Man what a team...

I was laying there with cum glisten tits and Gary turned to the Oil Boy, and said, "where did you need a ride to?" "It is getting late and we have to get ready for a big evening out on the town" We all got our cloths on and said our good-byes, and Gary took him home.

I went in and took a long hot bath. Laying there going over the events of the afternoon. I got so horny again; I had to masturbate... I had my eyes closed and was really into myself, so I didn't notice when Gary got back, he slipped in and sat down and watch me bring myself off... I opened my eyes and there he was sporting a great big hard on. He smiled and said, "That was great!" Where are we going tonight and what are you going to wear?

I still don't know his name... But often think of that weekend...



House Sitting Desdemonas



Written by Coolchick, Othello and myself.

Please NOTE: THE ADDRESS IS COMPLETELY FICTITIOUS.

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I stare at the address, double checking the card in my hand. I could be wrong, completely wrong. 

Looking again at the card it reads: 

Othello Soliloquy, Esq.. 
Sword Publishing, CEO 
N423 W1567 Bear Garden Theatre Rd 
Stratford-on-Avon, Warwickshire, England. 
Locations: Venice, Great Britain, United States 

I am incredulous. The ad read "House Sitter Needed". I cannot believe my good luck. Looking up from the card, standing in the middle of the driveway it matches a huge mansion, and English Tudor with large timbers and white plaster walls, turrets and small spires that point toward the sky. 

I responded to the post, needing a place to stay for the summer while completing my masters degree in Mediterranean Art Studies at Oxford. I realize that perhaps I have underdressed for this occasion. Nice slacks and a shirt, I wished I had taken the time to wear a skirt and a blouse. Too late to change now, I walk up the driveway. 

The English Garden that takes up the entire front lawn is beautiful. Fountains and some pieces of sculpture, one of perfectly formed Geese pulling grass from the lawn is in bronze. The other of a young child getting ready to throw a ball for an eager springer spaniel. 

There are hedges and flowers lining the walkway. I can only hope there is a "Maze of the Minataur" somewhere on the back grounds. 

I make it to the front door, nervous and practically shaking I lift the brass lion headed knocker on the huge wooden door. The booming noise that follows surprises even me at it's deep and full ringing. 

I fold my hands before me, and wait. Shortly after, I hear foot steps and the tumbling of the lock of the door opening, then the decisive wrought iron sound of the swinging open of the door. 

It is opened by a devestatingly handsome gentleman, about late thirties to very early fourties. Incredible dark skin with incredible piercing eyes, full mouth and dark liquid eyes. About my height, the suit he wears. perfectly tailored, cannot hide his athletic build. Impeccably dressed he takes me in for a brief moment. I stammer "I am LeeAnn, I am to see Mr. Soliloquy about the house sitting position." I lean in craning my neck trying to see more of the interior of the home. 

"Come in." his voice is rich and dark, "I am Mr. Soliloquy." he states extending his hand. 

I am taken aback, why would a man of such wealth be answering his own door? I take his hand in mine, with a confident aire, he clasps it and I can feel the soft silk of the palm of his hand. There is a ring on his ring finger with a family crest I assume. His nails are perfectly manicured. 

"My housekeeper has the day off, you, if you are chosen that is will meet her when you move in." he bursquely states and gently guides me into the foyer. The home is beautifully decorated in English Country decor. There are fresh flowers arrangements and beautiful pieces of furniture, obviously of the highest calibre in the parlor we pass on the way to the office/study. The home has the most wonderful feel. I can only hope I get the job. 

The interview lasted approximately 30 minutes, the whole time I was nervous and slightly intimidated. He was all business from start to finish. I could not get him to laugh to save my life. And truth be told I may have tried too hard. Being from the United States had it's disadvantages at times. 

I thought for sure I did not get the job, and was shocked when Mr. Soliloquy's housekeeper, Candy called me to offer the positon and arrange for my luggage and items to be moved into the "Thamesis Estate". 

I arrived well after my luggage and was shown around by Candy, the housekeeper. Beautiful eyes, and warm smile. I knew we would get along immediately. 

When I opened the front door to let in Mr. Soliloquy's new housesitter, I was not expecting someone quite so striking. LeeAnn was American, which was in itself a pleasure, but her beauty was like a light. Her long, auburn locks and pale, creamy skin were a beautiful contrast. Maybe I was just starved for female companionship, but I warmly welcomed her into this large, lonely home.

"I'm Candy, Mr. Soliloquy's housekeeper", I said, trying to conseal my thick southern accent, yet not sound too official. "Your things are already in your room." Her wide eyes took in everything as I showed her around. She seemed a bit overwhelmed by the grandeur, and I remembered feeling the same way. "You'll get used to all this LeeAnn. The novelty will wear off soon." 

I explained to her that she and I had the house to ourselves while Mr. Soliloquy was away. "It's a big place, so you are welcome to have the run of the house and help yourself to the amenities." Mr. Soliloquy had explained the few ground rules, and had told her to check with me if she needed anything. I found myself hoping she needed something soon. 

"Why don't I show you to your room now, and you can relax and freshen up a bit. We can have an informal supper out by the pool if you would like." With that said, I opened the door to her room and stepped in ahead of her, wanting to watch her expression as she took it all in. 

Candy shows me in, she is graceful and elegant. Slightly smaller than I, dark long hair, with the most captivating green eyes. The aura she holds is intoxicating, filling the whole room with her presence. 

Her southern accent is a refreshing change from the Cockney and English accents I have heard for far too long. It reminded me of home. 

With the few things I carried with me, we climb the winding staircase to the second floor. Moving past the rooms that are held for guests and I can only assume Mr. Soliloquy's room. Back further and to the left is another hallway. We walk about one additional yard.

Turning, Candy states "This will be your room." 

Standing by the first door on the left, Candy opens the door, swinging wide, light flooding in. I am in awe. It is really more like a suite. Huge floor to ceiling windows, a scattering of oriental rugs on the floor in a sitting area. Off to the right is the bedroom. The bed is a huge, heavy, canopied queen sized bed made of dark wood. There are tapestries on the walls, there is a door ajar off the side of the bed, leading to a wonderful bathroom. At the end of the bathroom is another door. I ask Candy "Where does that door go to?"

"This is the servants quarters. " she says "They built this with adjoining bathrooms to conserve water, that door leads to my room, we share the bathroom." 

Happy, and comfortable I sit on the bed testing it for firmness. It is indulgent and the cotton sheets smell like they were just freshly washed. 

I settle in, moving items of mine around the room, placing my clothes in dressers and closets. Tired and needing a shower badly I get ready. 

I gather my toiletries, opening the door to the bathroom, I surprise Candy who is shaving her legs in the tub.

She is standing, the leg nearest to me, is in the tub, the other is bent, toes pointed on the edge of the tub. I can see the inner coral lining of her vaginal lips. She is voluptuous with firm ample breasts, dark nipples. Her skin is clear and even toned, not a freckle or a beauty mark anywhere. 

In a word, she is beautiful. 

I cannot contain nor stop the flushing of my face, I am embarrassed and obviously excited by Candy's naked form in front of me. I had never felt, nor had erotic thoughts of another woman, until this very moment.

"Oh, oh, I am so sorry, I did not mean to..." my voice faltering, the blush still showing plainly on my face. 

"No, no that's alright, nothing to worry about, we are all women here. I should have locked the other door. I must not be used to having someone else here." She soothingly states comforting me.

I was embarrassed that LeeAnn had walked in while I was bathing, but not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable, I invited her in. "Since you're here, come on in and chat with me while I finish. It will give us a chance to get to know each other," I said, trying to sound relaxed. Figuring that it was too late for modesty, I continued shaving my legs as she tentatively perched on the edge of the plush wing chair in the large bathroom. 

"Is everything to your liking?" I asked, keeping my eyes on the sharp razor moving slowly up my leg. "Excuse me?" LeeAnn stammered, still blushing. Looking up, I realized that she might have interpreted what I asked as flirting. "I mean your room! Did you find everything you needed in your room?" I clarified, laughing at her shock. 

"Oh yes, I love the room! It's beautiful, really." I could tell she was nervous. "I'm glad that it meets with your approval," I said warmly. "If you ever need anything at all, I hope you won't hesitate to ask me. I'm just a bathroom away!" I kidded, trying to lighten the mood. Her quick laugh made me realize that she truly was ravishing. Her brown eyes sparkled, and she seemed to relax a bit.

I slid my hand up and down my leg, making sure it was smooth, then placed the razor in its place. I sat down on the edge of the large tub and picked up the sprayer, turning on the warm water. We continued our conversation while I rinsed the soap off first one leg, then the other. Then I stood up and let the water run over my shoulders and breasts, making sure no soap remained. LeeAnn's eyes never left my body. Could she be attracted to me? I ran several scenarios through my head, smiling slyly at the possibilities. Turning off the water, I replaced the sprayer, picked up my towel, and as I stepped out of the tub, I reached out my hand to her as though I needed her assistance.

I must confess, I was completely mesmerized by Candy. She had this way of making the most ordinary of tasks, some how seductive. Watching her lather herself, and then rinsing it of, the water creating a shining second sheet of skin. 

I found myself fighting the craving to join her in the shower, imagining all the carnal things that would happen there. 

Her fingers are slender and beautiful manicured nails, she moves them with expertise over her body. 

"Oh, here,let me help you." I say, extending my hand to assist Candy out of the shower. 

"Ooops!" bursts forth from Candy's lips. Slipping, she lands squarely against me, the front of her body almost exactly matches mine. Her slick skin soft and refreshing. I find myself deeply regretting not taking off my robe,as it gets the pleasure of absorbing the excess water off her skin not me. 

I cannot help but look into her eyes, mesmerizing. My hands find the small of her back, I pull her closer to me, in an inept attempt to help her up. Her breast are pushing firmly against mine, making my nipples stand at attention, not to mention the almost Nile-like river that has unexpectedly sprouted between my legs.

Her mouth finds mine, lips touching, silk meeting silk. She opens her mouth and I follow her lead. Tongues emitting an electric greeting of each other. Deep and exploring, my hand takes on a life of it's own and finds her breast. She does not pull away, instead moves her hand on top of mine, showing me how she likes to be indulged. 

Breaking the embrace, pulling away slightly, she takes my hand and guides me to my room. 

With calm assurance, of someone knowledgeable, she lays on the bed. An apparition. She moves her hands to my robe, I am still standing by the bed. Adroitly she undoes the belt of my robe, falling open slightly, her hand moves up my naked belly. Up to my breasts, I find I cannot help the sharp intake of breath and the "Aahhhhhh....." that escapes between my teeth. 

I move my hands over my shoulders letting my robe tumble to the floor. I lean over and kiss Candy, fully on the mouth again. It is the most incredible sensation, taboo and earthy those words completely mesh at the meeting.

I lay completely on top of Candy, her body responds to the most fragile touch. I push up, onto my hands and kiss her breasts, first one, then the other. Her initial response is to stifle a heated "Yessss...." she then repeats herself with more vigor. I move up and kiss her neck nuzzling and licking as I go. Her desire is fully ignited.

I do not know where this comes from, some deep part of me is sexing her in the way I have always wanted to be sexed.

Kissing my way down between her firm breasts, to 

her stomach, placing my tongue in her navel and caressing the insides. Her legs fall open naturally, her hands find the top of my head and root their fingers in my hair. Playing with my strands and locks. Her head is pushing further back into the pillow and when I look up I see the underside of her chin, her chest rising and falling with increased intensity with each breath.

My mouth finds her soft flesh at the top of her thighs, opening her up fully for my tongue, it is moist and full. I easily find her clitoris. Licking and teasing the flesh around it, sucking the sides of her vaginal lips that were so comely as I watcher her shave. Her juices are flowing freely now, over my lips and chin. She tastes like honeyed apricots. 

Her hands force me further into her. Her lips amplify at the merest brush of my tongue. I can tell that she will crescendo soon, very soon.

As suddenly as her ardor was brought to the surface, it is gone. There is someone making his presence known. His shadow falling across the open doorway. 

Pretending to slip as I got out of the tub was a calculated and risky move, yet LeeAnn responded just as I had imagined. Her reaction opened the door for more, and I willingly stepped through that door. I wanted her badly.

Her touch was electrifying against my damp skin. As I led her to her bed, I could see a mixture of lust and trepidation in her beautiful eyes. I sensed she had never experienced this before, and I was happy to guide her. 

What a quick study she was! Before I knew it, she was between my legs, her tongue bringing me closer and closer to orgasm. My hands gently caressed her silky hair as she skillfully teased my clitoris again and again. I wanted so much to make this last forever, yet here I was, standing on the edge of the cliff, wanting to dive headlong into the mist. 

I noticed his presence out of the corner of my half-closed eye. The shadow at first, then his wonderful scent. There was no mistaking who it was. Immediately, I tried to sit up, pushing LeeAnn gently away. "Mr. Soliloquy!! I am so terribly sorry Sir!" I stammered quickly, knowing that he would be angry with me. LeeAnn shrieked slightly when she realized what was happening, and moved to cover herself with her robe. I made no such attempt, as this incredible master of pleasure had seen my nakedness on many occasions. "Why have you returned, Sir?" I tried to sound calm, yet I knew I would be punished for my actions.

I am surprised and quite pleased to confirm so soon that my instincts were correct. I had sensed that the new house sitter and my housekeeper would appeal to each other. I take a step forward through the doorframe. LeeAnn nervously tries to hide her tall elegantly athletic body. Candy is also nervous, but she knows that there is no point in hiding that which has already been seen. Indeed, I have enjoyed the beauty of her nakedness on many occasions. She also knows that she is not to seduce new members of the staff without my permission. I look forward to disciplining her.

"I had forgotten something", I explain. I had returned to my study to retrieve the strawberry handkerchief that I had had wrapped as a special gift. It was on a whim that I had decided to check in on the ladies. Being a gentleman I am tempted to apologize but I restrain myself. I let my gaze linger on Candy's body before looking into LeeAnn's embarrassed eyes. I smile. "It is alright LeeAnn." I try to sound reassuring. "I know that Candy can be very ... enticing." LeeAnn's smile is tense but I can tell that she is somewhat relieved.

Moving toward the bed I put out my hand. Candy reaches up and takes it in silent obedience. I pull her to her feet and draw her close. Looking deep into my housekeeper's eyes I smite her bare buttocks with my open hand. Both women gasp as the sharp crack fills the room. I pull Candy closer and our lips brush lightly. She knows that there will be more punishment later. My hand caresses her bottom gently while LeeAnn looks on. I let my fingertips play with Candy's trimmed pubic hair. LeeAnn blushes and I try to hide my amusement.

"So, Candy my dear, what have you and your new friend been talking about?"

Keeping my gaze downward, I tried to think of something to say that would please my employer. My decision to tell the truth was based on past experiences. "Sir, we were getting to know each other and I was enjoying LeeAnn's company so much that I'm afraid I got carried away" I said calmly. I was feeling a mixture of embarrassment and jealousy. His fingertips played gently against my outer lips, occasionally dipping into my slit as if testing my level of arousal. Yet his eyes were devouring his new housesitter! 

I was vaguely aware of LeeAnn trying to apologize for the both of us. She was bravely trying to deflect some of the blame away from me. Clearly Mr. Soliloquy knew better. Surely he would not punish me right here in front of his new employee. That thought was both embarrassing and stimulating at the same time. Would LeeAnn enjoy watching this beautiful and powerful man make me pay for my mistake? My mind quickly pictured the possibilities. His finger sliding across my swollen clitoris brought me back to the present, and I heard his deep voice as he explained calmly to LeeAnn that I knew better. "Candy needs to be reminded of her position in this house. Perhaps I should make you witness this lesson, so that you too are schooled as to your own position?" 

With that said, Mr. Soliloquy extended his hand towards LeeAnn and said "Come with us. You must learn as well." She placed her and gently in his, allowing him to help her rise from her position on the large bed. He reached to the floor and retrieved her robe, holding it carefully as she slipped her arms into it. With my gaze still directed at his shoes, I could see the excitement growing in his smartly tailored trousers. There was no mistake of that. He took LeeAnn's hand and slipped it into the crook of his elbow and softly said "Candy will show us to my special chamber now." 

Head spinning, caught and embarassed I can do nothing except comply immediately. Mr. Soliloquy's eyes and demeanor demand it. Complete submissivenessm from both of us.

I know the spanking that Candy received and the probing of his fingers is but a small sampling of what Mr. Soliloquy is capable of. 

I find myself ashamed, apprehensive and extremely aroused all at the same time. I put on my robe and take Mr. Soliloquy's hand. 

Candy is held tightly by him, my hand slips so easily in his. Candy's eyes and mine lock for a moment and a soft, yet comforting grin shows briefly on her face. Letting me know there is pleasure to be had.

He guides us downstairs, Candy seemingly knowing the way. The sound of Mr. Soliloquy's shoes make a shoft dull thud and ambitious strides down the runner in the middle of the hallway. Increasing his pace and practially pulling us as we move further to the his office where my interview was held.

He stands us side by side by a large picture window. "Do not move a muscle." He states tersely. 

Moving to a panel by his desk, he lifts the Humidor for his cigars and pushes a large button underneath a small door.

The shelves of the library creak their reply, and open to a passage way. I look again at Candy. My pallor matching the color of the white sheets on my bed. Candy gives me a reassuring smile. Her nipples seem harder to me, and Mr. Soliloquy's level of excitement can be plainly seen now behind the fly of his pants. 




House Sitting Desdemonas



Taking us again, this time by the hand gently, as if inviting us to dance at a ball, he pulls us before him and says "After you ladies." We move forward for there is no where else to go but ahead.

It's a dimly lit hallway leading to another door. Out of Mr. Soliloquy's pocket I hear the jingling of keys. He quickly locates the one to the door, just placing the key in the door, not turning it yet he faces us both. Looking us squarely in the face, with complete authority he states "Ladies, once we pass through this door, I am no longer Mr. Soliloquy to you, you will address me by 'My Liege'. Is that understood." 

I look at Candy, confused as to what will transpire next, she is strangely calm with the look of absolute serenity on her face, she nods. 

I quickly look to Mr. Soliloquy and nod my approval in unison.

"That is not good enough ladies, I must HEAR it, give me your compliance......NOW!" Mr. Soliloquy barks.

"Yes, yes..." we stammer.

"Yes WHAT?!" Mr. Solioquy hisses his retort.

"Yes My Liege." Candy states. Mine comes shortly after. 

Turning the key in the lock, the door opens revealing a huge dungeon, either created by Mr. Soliloquy or original with the home it is not known. 

There are shackles and items of pleasure hanging from the ceiling. In the middle of the room is a table with arm, leg and waist straps. It is half lit, and Mr. Soliloquy turns and flips a few more switches to reveal more of this Dungeon of Pleasure.

There are leather items, whips and other tables. The room is expansive and seemingly complete with every conceivable item of pleasure and torment.

Candy, true to her name, is always such a treat but the very thought of playing with her before LeeAnn is absolutely wonderful. As I lead my two lovely employees to the recreation room I am keenly aware that my sword is stretching the fine silk fabric of my Venetian slacks. My senses become sharper as the adrenaline builds. I finger the keys before opening the door to my secret playroom.

Once inside I adjust the lighting. Candy has been here on many occasions but I set the stage to entice my new staff member without scaring her senseless. I pick up the remote and select a music program; a mix of soft American jazz and classical symphony. My naked housekeeper dutifully follows me to the center of the room and raises her arms. Once Candy's wrists have been shackled above her head I step back. LeeAnn is looking on uncertainly.

"LeeAnn, bring me that riding crop." I command casually with a gesture toward the rack on the wall. "Yes my Liege." she responds. She is a quick study. I watch LeeAnn approach the rack. "The one in the middle", I hint. A few seconds later she hands me the bamboo switch wrapped in fine leather. I tease Candy's nipples with the leather flap at the end as LeeAnn watches anxiously. Candy will never admit it to me but I know that the humiliation of being bound and teased in front of LeeAnn excites her. 

Slowly I caress the helpless woman's beautiful nude body with the instrument made for horses. I trace circles around her nipples, across her belly, down her right thigh and then up past her knee to her damp crotch...teasing her swollen clit with the tip of the whip. Candy gasps. I strike her sex lightly. LeeAnn gasps. I strike Candy's bottom a few times with the crop, just hard enough to sting but I know she can take much more.

I instruct LeeAnn to fetch me my favorite suede flogger. I unhook Candy from the restraints that hang from the ceiling and place her in a suspended pleasure-swing. I secure her arms above and slip her widespread thighs into the straps of the swing. As LeeAnn hands me the cat-o-nine tails I slide my hand along Candy's lush thighs and feel her wet pussy. "Feel how wet your friend is." I tell LeeAnn. She blushes slightly as she places her finger against Candy's labia.

"Feel inside," I command. "She won't admit it, but she's getting very excited." LeeAnn is quite embarrassed but she obeys my orders, sliding two fingers into Candy. Both women blush, avoiding each other's eyes. I pull LeeAnn's robe open and let it fall from her shoulders before telling her to step aside. I am pleased to see how erect her nipples are. I wonder how wet she is.

Pulling the suede thongs through my left hand I whip Candy's firm quivering breasts. Her nipples stiffen as she grunts softly with each blow. I work the whip down her body to her creamy thighs. I deftly strike less than an inch from her dripping pussy. Her moans are getting louder. I pretend not to notice that LeeAnn is lightly brushing her soft pubic hair with her fingertips.

My Liege knows just how to humiliate me. He knows that it embarrasses me terribly, yet we both know how excited and wet I become each time he punishes me. Now, with LeeAnn looking on, it is even more humiliating. This ravishing beauty, who just minutes ago was bringing me such intense pleasure, is now forced to watch as her new employer punishes me. I know that it is only a matter of time before he subjects her to the same treatment. It will be difficult for her, I suspect, yet if there was a way to let her know that incredible pleasure awaits. My Liege will not let us go unsatisfied. 

He was only teasing me with the riding crop, I assume, for LeeAnn's benefit. He is usually much harsher with me. My pussy is tingling and wet, and when LeeAnn slid her small fingers slowly inside, I wanted more. I could tell she was embarrassed being forced to touch me in front of him, yet her touch was gentle and arousing. She seemed almost hypnotized by our master, following every command calmly. 

My Liege always enjoys flogging my full body. I can tell it excites him, and this evening is no different. He adores the red marks the suede cat-o-nine tails leaves on my breasts and inner thighs. I suspect his mouth is watering as he continues to flog me, growing closer and closer to my sex. I can see that his cock is straining against his trousers, and I can't wait to feel it slide into my hot, dripping pussy. Surely he will make LeeAnn watch as he forces his huge 'sword' into me, fucking me hard and fast. His body is a fine work of art. I want to watch LeeAnn's face as she sees it for the first time.

I allow my gaze to move over to where LeeAnn is standing, and I am surprised to find that she has one hand teasing her erect nipples, and the other sliding across her clitoris. Her eyes meet mine, and I smile knowingly, as if to say 'Yes, I feel it too.'  

I find myself in the strangest of places. As I watch Candy endure the humiliation and lashing My Liege is giving her, I also find I cannot help but comply to his every whim. He has the innate abilty to completely empower you. You fully engage in all his requests and I am curious to find myself enjoying it. In addition to all of that, I also find myself aroused by both Candy and our Liege. 

I watch them, he fully clothed, Candy naked and bound and suspended to the 'pleasure swing' in an open part of the room. I am wondering what it would be like being there. As I do that, the wondering, my hands start pleasuring myself, I cannot control them. Without shame or any instruction I am fondling one of my nipples and playing with my engored, wet nub of pleasure.

While I am doing so, My Liege turns around and walks to me, Candy still suspended, and states "LeeAnn, can it be that you too enjoy this type of pleasure?". 

My hands quickly come forward and drop to my sides. "No, no please continue. It excites me to know that you find this enjoyable." he purrs.

I am unable to contine though, because he as closed the distance between us and is within an inch of my body. His sword making it's demands known is brushing my inner thighs. His breath is soft and slightly labored from the energy expended on Candy.

I turn my face towards his, wanting his mouth to meet mine, it does not. Instead his hand moves to the back of my head and he buries his fingers in my hair. It begins innocently enough, massaging and caressing my hair and scalp, soon, though he snaps my head back by pulling my hair and savagely fingers my clit. I can hear how wet he has made me and his mouth is now near my ear out of it comes "Ahhhhh LeeAnn, you have gotten quite wet from watching all of this, I wonder how much wetter you will get when you actually receive some of this, this pleasure. Hummmm?" he states.

"Tell me you want to join Candy, tell me LeeAnn that you would like nothing better than to be shackled and chained." he finishes.

"Yes my Liege, I want to be shackled and chained, please." is my immediate, uncontrollable reply. 

Letting go of my hair, grabbing my wrist he pulls me around, grabs my other wrist and holds my hands behind my back. "First you and Candy must pleasure me, then you will both earn your reward." he replies.

Pushing me toward a wall with all sorts of chains, hand cuffs and restraints, he chooses one, and I hear the click and locking of cold steel handcuffs on my wrists. "Do not, I repeat do not turn around LeeAnn." he orders. I look at the floor, scared that my eyes will not obey his request. I hear Candy being released from the 'pleasure swing' and shortly she is beside me. Her face is slightly damped from sweat and still showing the lashes that were licking her thighs, legs and buttocks.

He pulls her hands behind her back also, and she too is hand cuffed. "Candy do as I have instructed LeeAnn, do not turn around." Our eyes meet and Candy gives me an unmistakeable look of reassurance. She tells me with out saying a word that pleasure awaits us.

I hear the sound of something being moved into place. I cannot tell what, nor from the sound, imagine what it could be. I then hear the unmistakeable sound of clothes being removed. The dropping of one shoe, then the next, the unzipping of his trousers, the unbuttoning of his shirt, the sound of falling fabric collecting on the floor. Then the sound of something or someone shifting into place. 

"Come here my house sitters." He says. We turn around and fully laid out on the bed is My Liege. I am completely taken by the sight. His skin has a soft luster, legs, arms and chest have distinct muscle definition and his sword is standing at full attention. Even more handsome unclothed than clothed. He has proven to be even more formidable and handsome, naked.

Candy and I move in unision, step for step toward a very large, utilitarian type bed that has been rolled into place and brakes locked. Both of us arrive on the left side of the bed. "Candy, you come here on the right hand side of me, and LeeAnn, you stay there." 

Candy moves to the other side of the bed, we are now facing each other with My Liege inbetween us."Now kneel on the bed one on each side of me and by my hips, NOW!" he barks. Our immediate obedient response brings a smile to his face. 

"You will pleasure my 'sword' in a very specific way ladies. You will orally satisfy me by each of you taking a side of my cock and your lips will meet in the middle, touching, your buttocks will be facing, and be in the range of my hands and you will move in unison up and down my shaft WITHOUT separating your lips from each other. Is that understood?" 

"Yes." we state, again in connected unison. "Do it now!" he orders. 

Candy and I quickly adjust our positioning, and starting at the base of My Liege's very hard, very swollen member we touch lips, top lip to top lip, bottom lip to bottom lip. My Liege's hands are placed on each one of our buttocks and he is gently rubbing and moving his hands to each one of our slits. 

Candy and I begin, slowly moving up and down, his member getting harder and slicker with each passing. It takes a few strokes to get the rhythm down completely, and we are assisted by My Liege's hands smacking our bare buttocks with the pace he wishes us to set.

It is quickly apparent that we are pleasing My Liege because he tightening of his balls is expressed quite quickly. His breathing is intensifying and his smacks on our buttocks have increased in pace. 

"Now alternate taking me down, first Candy take me down all the way, then LeeAnn....." says our Liege, labored and breathless. 

Candy takes him down, no sooner does she pull off him-am I right behind. We work in perfect harmony with each other. My buttocks are sore and red, yet the smiting of My Liege has only proven to make me wetter and more amorous, it is a vicious cycle.

I am certain, to an outsider looking on, that Candy and I look like we are bobbing for apples in a fetching pool of taught skin. Candy and I Candy know that our Leige's climax will be soon, his balls show the sunburst of ridges that pre-empt his building orgasm. 

I pull off for Candy to take her turn, too late! 

Hot jetisoned spurts of seed hit Candy's face and mouth, My Liege has arrived with great force and I move also to receive the juice of his pleasure. His mouth grunts his arrival, chest heaving in orgasm, sweat built on his chest and abdomen. His 'sword' bucks and throbs with each powerful, rhythmic arrival of cum. 

Like sharks in a chum filled pool, Candy and I begin the feeding frenzy of lust that has been built up by our Leige. The cum that has landed on each one of our faces become magnets to our tongues. We lick and suck it off of each other cheeks, lips and chins.

Our mouths kissing and licking each others faces. We must look like feral cats fighting over a fish carcass. Our Liege has moved his hands into each one of our slits and encourages us to continue licking and cleaning both us and him. We do so with great vigor. 

Small droplets of cum glisten on his pubic hair and Candy and I are involuntarily moaning and licking each one until our Liege is completely clean.

I am delighted that LeeAnn is so aroused by Candy's punishment. I can see that training her is going to be very rewarding. Watching the two women service me is a wonderful experience. They exceed my expectations, working perfectly together as if they have been doing it for years. I relax, letting my fingers tease their dripping cunts while they enjoy licking my seed from each other's faces.

It's time for LeeAnn to have a taste of some real bondage. I order the girls to stop their licking and to stand at attention. I unlock the handcuffs and direct to LeeAnn to lie face down on the bed. Candy obeys my order to cuff LeeAnn's wrists to the chain at the head of the bed. At the foot of the bed I attach a leather cuff to LeeAnn's right ankle and another to her left. Each is secured to a chain that is attached beneath the mattress. Her legs are spread wide offering her shapely ass and gaping pussy. I instruct Candy to stand aside.

Picking up the suede flogger I let the thongs fall across LeeAnn's beautiful buttocks. It is a light strike but she gasps and pulls involuntarily at her restraints. I hit her again and again, each blow just slightly harder than the last. Her bottom is beginning to glow a lovely shade of pink. I whip her lower back and gradually work up to her shoulder blades. I love the sound of her groans. I return to her ass, hitting her quite hard. Her moans get louder. I reposition myself and strike her inner thigh. The whip falls about six inches below her crotch but I can tell that she is both frightened and excited by the vulnerability of her private parts.

Moving at a well-practiced pace I alternate thighs working closer and closer to LeeAnn's pussy. I can see the soaked lips pulsating with heat. I strike just an inch away then drag the suede slowly up over her quivering labia. She is whimpering and panting. I glance at Candy. I am not surprised to her playing with her own clit. I unhook LeeAnn's ankle cuffs from the chains and turn her over on her back. I reattach the leather cuffs to the chains. LeeAnn's stiff nipples point toward the ceiling.

I whip her firm ripe breasts a few times watching her writhe in pain and pleasure. I am tempted to take her then and let her come but I'd rather she saw Candy get hers first. I order Candy to climb onto the bed and eat her new coworker. Candy is clearly happy to be given this task. In a matter of seconds she is between LeeAnn's legs, burying her pretty face into that juicy slit. I watch for a minute enjoying this private show. Then I kneel behind my housekeeper and press the head of my again stiff cock against her wet pussy. I hear Candy take a deep breath. I slide in all the way and then pull out. I rub two fingers against her slit and then against her puckered anus. Once her asshole is good and wet I press the tip of my penis against it. Candy gasps. She likes ass fucking, though she's ashamed to admit it, but it always hurts her at first.

I press slowly and steadily into Candy's backdoor. I can hear her high-pitched moan, muffled by LeeAnn's pussy. LeeAnn lifts her head and watches incredulously as Candy takes my full length up her ass. I grasp Candy by the hair as I begin to ram her harder and faster. She continues to lick and chew at LeeAnn's hot snatch and I can see her face is turning red. She has never been ass fucked in front of anyone.

My Liege knows that the taste of his seed makes me insane with lust. He knows that I enjoy pleasing him orally, and working with LeeAnn to bring him to orgasm was better than I could have imagined. Watching him flog his new employee and seeing her aroused by it was such an erotic experience. That he ordered me to eat LeeAnn was his 'gift' to me. He knew that I wanted her. 

LeeAnn tasted wonderful. I buried my face in her pussy, enjoying her warm wet juices. She responded as though she was starved for my touch. She rocked her hips upward to meet my tongue, and I licked and sucked at her swollen clit. My Liege surprised me by kneeling behind me and thrusting his hard cock into my pussy. For a moment, I thought he was going to fuck me while I licked LeeAnn. I should have known that my punishment was not complete.

As soon as I felt him spread my juices across my anus, I knew what was in store. I took a deep breath, trying to relax as best as I could manage in the situation. He knows how tight my backside is, and how uncomfortable it is for me, especially at first. He pressed further, and the head of his cock slipped into me with an almost audible 'pop'. I gasped and tried to concentrate on licking LeeAnn's clit, yet the pain was intense. As he pushed forward slowly, I wailed loudly. The sound of my pain was unmistakable, yet he pressed on, until the length of his cock was buried inside my ass. He slowly began ass fucking me, watching me writhe in pain as I tried to concentrate on my task. 

I looked upward to see LeeAnn watching our Liege intently. The pleasure was evident on her face. The combination of my tongue and lips on her sensitive clit, and the view she had of our master thrusting his beautiful sword into my round ass was intoxicating to her. I slid one finger into her wet hole, gently fucking her with it as I began sucking her clit. Her steady moans and ragged breath told me not to stop. I continued sucking and licking her clit and stroking her pussy inside with my finger until I heard her hiss "Yessss!!" over and over as she climaxed hard. LeeAnn thrust herself against my face, then relaxed, allowing the intense contractions to subside slowly. 

I withdrew my finger from her pussy, and held it to LeeAnn's lips. Her warm mouth engulfed my finger, sucking her juices from it. Her flushed face was glowing with perspiration. As I pulled my finger from her mouth, she whispered "Thank you" softly. 

I raised upward slightly, testing for approval from our Liege. His hand pulled me up by my hair until my back was pressed against his rock hard stomach. He wrapped his free arm around my waist, then leaned in and bit my shoulder hard. I cried out just as his hand covered my mouth, muffling the sound. He continued to thrust his cock deep into my ass, again and again as he held me tightly by the hair. Suddenly he began grunting hard, and with one final thrust, he pressed me downward and pulled his cock from my hole. His hot cum flew from the head of his throbbing cock, landing on LeeAnn's belly and my back, causing both of us to moan softly. 




House Sitting Desdemonas



Watching the scene that just took place before me was unbelievable to say the LEAST! The intensity and knowledge that Candy and My Liege held for each other was evident in the beginning, yet the unexpected turn of events was well, breathtaking in addition.

I knew, instinctively knew there was much to learn from these two!

Candy is before me catching her breath, My Liege removes his hand from her mouth, allowing her to fill her lungs. 

My Liege is panting hard, sweat evident on his chest and shoulders. The warm pools of cum that are on my stomach generate their own heat and causing a ripple effect, tingling in my gut.

Candy seeing the magnificent pools of My Liege's seed immediately bends forward and licks them off my stomach. My Liege follows her lead and slowly releases me and orders me to clean off Candy's back as she has done for me.

He need not ask twice. Candy can feel my tongue wet and warm on her back. The bite mark left by My Liege is plainly fresh and carnal in appearance. 

Both My Liege and myself, having had our share of incredible orgasms, allows our lust to be curbed slightly. 

Candy however, not yet being satisfied is the epitome of wanton, insatiable lust. The licking of my tongue on her back has only caused the heat of her fire to be unquenchable, building it to a higher level. She is moving toward My Liege kissing and caressing his chest and arms. I am right behind her, fingering her. Her juice soaked slit and hole is practically sloppy with wetness. Shoving her breasts in his face, holding them for him to nibble and suck.

My Liege's full fury has been incited, the flashover of rage is evident on his face. 

Pushing Candy forcefully away, she lands in a 

small heap on the floor. Striding toward her he grabs her by the wrists, and pulls Candy up to her feet and drags her to the shackles that originally bound her to the ceiling. Stretching her arms and locking them into place, then doing the same with her ankle cuffs attached by chains to the floor. She is upright and spread-eagled. 

"I am sorry you had to see that LeeAnn, this happens rarely, and when it does one must fight fire with fire. Candy can be uncontrollable with sensuality." He states calmly. "There is only one way to satisfy her now, and it will prove to be a delight to us both. I do need your assistance though." He continues.

"Come with me." he states. He walks over to a drawer and pulls out two sets of nipple clamps and hands them to me. He moves me directly across from Candy. Each of the nipple clamps are approximately 12 inches in length, if that. I am very close to Candy, invading her space. From My Liege's lips comes "LeeAnn, I have seen this in Candy before, does she not look like a caged animal? It is one of my favorite visions." Pausing before he continues, he removes one of the nipple clamps and chains from my hand and places one clamp on Candy's left nipple, Candy's reaction is immediate and full, panting and practically convulsing with the adrenaline that is coursing through her body. "This will prove to be quite a test for you LeeAnn, bear with me until I make the final adjustments.

My Liege then places the end of the nipple clamp attached to Candy to my left nipple, doing the same with the other nipple clamp so there is an "X" in the middle. My nipples immediately respond to the pinching that they are given. The brilliance of this arrangement is soon known because if either one of us moves we must think very carefully as it would be the exact OPPOSITE of our intention.

He is truly a master. 

My Liege then takes my wrists from my sides pulls them forcefully behind me, Candy's and my nipple clamps are fully strained, and Candy winces with pain and pleasure. My eyes show fully the want and desire to do nothing more than to bring Candy to climax and allow her sanity to be restored. However, My Liege knows more than I, so I must follow his directions to the letter. 

He moves behind Candy now, and taking his cat-o-nine tails from the table he places himself right behind Candy. Taking handle, he rubs it along her sodden pussy. Inserting it, and plunging it in and out mocking intercourse.

Candy's level of excitement is uncontrollable, throwing her head back with deep, full screams, causing the clamps we are connected by to be strained fully, I take a step toward her inadvertently to release the pressure. "STEP BACK LEEANN!" I do, looking down at my feet, ashamed that I had made such an error. "Do NOT let that happen again!" comes hissing out of My Liege's lips.

He flogs Candy, and I can see the cat-o-nine tails tonguing Candy's thighs and the base of her sex. The leather strips leave a trail of Candy's juices in the lash marks left behind, glistening and glinting on her inner thighs. This only increases Candy's arousal as he continues. 

Moving behind me, giving Candy a brief respite, he ensures I will not step into Candy again by shackling my ankles, and placing a bar between my feet, thus I am standing with my feet a shoulder width apart and keenly aware that I need to keep my balance or it will be fateful for BOTH of us. 

Occasionally My Liege prods me, thus causing the links that bind Candy and I to become taught and the carnal lust that Candy is emitting is transferred down the chains and absorbed by my nipples, radiating to my breasts and causing my desire to be re-ignited.

My Liege looks quite pleased with the arrangement. "LeeAnn, do you not want your co-worker to be satisfied?" he asks.

"Why of course My Liege...I do." I state, befuddled by his question, my head practically screams with that desire. 

"Well then, assist her...go on." My Liege softly tells me.

I am completely confused, handcuffed, and shackled, what can I do? How can I assist Candy to achieve some level of relief? I lean forward and kiss Candy full on the mouth, finding her tongue she is almost savage with her return, practically scraping and biting my tongue. I now fully understand her level of excitement. 

I then realize exactly the method to our Liege's madness, I shrug my shoulders, alternately, first my left, then the right, tugging on Candy's hard, pinched white nipples. Candy is beside herself with raw, animalistic craving. 

The ritualistic flogging and tugging at Candy continues mercilessly. For a solid 20 minutes this continues. 

Then to my amazement I see our Liege has regained his stamina AND an erection!

His sword bobbing with renewed gusto, our Liege unshackles me, removes my hand cuff and nipple clamps. Moving Candy he places them just involve her own nipples. 

"LeeAnn, when I tell you, release Candy, and escort her here." Our Liege makes his orders known. "Be careful, very careful, she can be quite strong in this condition."

I hear our Liege adjusting himself on the bed, and then, the next words out of his mouth are "Bring her to me." his voice is soft and almost gentle.

I move to Candy, locating the keys that fit the locks and shackles. I first remove her ankle cuffs, then move from one hand to the other. Softly speaking to Candy, and holding on to her as tightly as possible. It proves to be quite a struggle, walking her to our Liege who has positioned himself near the edge of the bed, feet firmly planted on the floor, fully laid back and 'sword' pointing toward the ceiling. "Turn her around." He says to me, and I do.

They must have done this before, because she knows exactly what is in store for her. She straddles our Liege facing me, away from him, and lowers herself onto his hard, sore, well used member. From foot to knee is firmly placed on the bed, and their "joining" can be easily seen and watched by me. 

The wetness of Candy and our Liege's vigorous thrusting can be heard very clearly. Candy is grunting and moaning her utter enjoyment, finally being able to achieve orgasm has been her goal since the very beginning. 

Bouncing on the bed rhythmically, forcefully, both Candy and our Liege start grunting in unison, I cannot help myself, bending down, resting on my heels, I move my face toward their co-joined sexes and start long, slow methodical licks from our Leige's now tightening balls all the way up Candy's slit to her fully engorged throbbing clitoris. It will not take much to send her over the edge. 

The taste of their combined juices is heady, almost too much to handle. I start fingering myself adding my pleasure to the already beginning two....it continues, juices fully and freely flowing. The pinnacle almost reached, heaving and thrusting continue, heavy and fast it goes on. My tongue licking and tickling Candy's clitoris to a new level of madness. Candy is incoherent, her screams and grunts fill the room, bouncing off and reverberating against objects in the room. My own clitoris responds with a heightened level of awareness. I dip into my hole, scooping up copious amounts of juices and feed it to our hysterical Candy, who becomes inhuman and almost barbaric in her need for orgasm. 

Our Leige's slow and methodical fucking of Candy proves to be her undoing, as I lick and stuck and add my wetness to theirs Candy makes her arrival known.

Screaming, and bucking on our Leige's swollen member, she grinds her pelvis deep against his, my tongue still working her clitoris, it practically jumps with orgasm. Our Leige has also begun his climax, and mine completes the trinity.

Tongue still well in place and lapping up each and every delicious drop of cum and juice it continues, the grinding, and thrusting. Our Liege is pushing his throbbing fountainhead fully into Candy's wet, saturated pussy. My arrival is following on their heels, and I grunt my climax with theirs. 

Finally, slowly, it ebbs and begins to wane. It is only a matter of catching our breath now. Our Leige's member has disengaged from Candy's hot, electric hole. Limp before me, I softly protect it in my mouth. Even soft, it proves to be quite a hard task. Once fully cleaned off, I move to Candy's wet slit, cleaning her as best as I can, the task seems futile due to the amount of cum and fluid that has been amassed there. 

I move fully up to Candy's mouth and kiss her on the mouth letting her too taste the combined juices of all of us. It is a soft, passionate kiss of gratitude and pleasure.

Completely spent, practically debilitated by the orgasms we experienced, we all move to lie on the bed, staring at the ceiling, and reliving the hours just spent in lascivious and ardent lust. We are all astonished at what each one of us brings to the table when it comes to sensuality. Each gifted and talented in their own right. 

The combining of we three has proven to be a wondrous association. 

We continue talking and laughing, Mr. Soliloquy 

is relaxed and very gracious in his now satiated state, as is Candy. 

And I well, I am thrilled I was hired, for I have gotten more than just a place to stay for the summer. I have been enrolled in an Institution of Climactic Learning!

Till next time, from the Themesis Estate!



House Sitting for Aunty Jean



"Paul, would you like to go and house-sit for Aunty Jean on Friday evening?" his mother asked.

Engaged in trying to write a tutorial paper on the computer for next morning – a paper he should have been prepared two days before – Paul asked suspiciously, "Why?"

"Oh well, the girl she usually has can't make it, and Jean's booked a seat for the opera, and as she'll probably be home late she says you can stay overnight."

He had always been wary of Aunt Jean. She had seemed to him very serious and imperious. Nevertheless, as Paul had reached that age when he was very conscious of females, he was reluctantly prepared to at least concede that at thirty two Aunt Jean was a handsome woman in a statuesque and stately manner. 

Tall and always elegantly dressed, she had a fine figure. Her face with its clearly defined features was framed in a mass of dark hair, but it was her bright emerald coloured eyes that disturbed him the most. When, with her eyelids partially masking those green orbs, she focused on him, he felt as if they were not so much looking at him, as dissecting him.

She wasn't even really his aunt, but had been a friend of his mother's before she got married and they had worked together. He'd heard that Jean had once got married, and in short order had then got divorced.

"If she looked at him like she looks at me," thought Paul, "I'll bet it was him who divorced her."

Apart from the honorary title of "Aunt" she was also Paul's godmother, and although she had never given him the religious instruction that in theory godmothers were supposed to give, she always remembered the anniversary of his baptism, plus birthdays and Christmas. Her gifts had always been lavish, so despite his wariness he had always tried to keep on the good side of Jean.

He had tentatively made an arrangement to go out with a girl on Friday evening, but his mother added the magic words, "She's willing to pay." 

"Pay;" Paul, as a student was always in need of extra money so he suddenly decided that perhaps the girl wasn't really important after all and he could house-sit.

"Okay, I'll do it." 

He returned to his work on the computer, and was dimly aware of his father asking his mother, "Who's she got in tow at the moment?"

"No one as far as I know," his mother replied, "She told me she'd given up on men." 

His father's response was, "Humph; or they've given up on her," and then he returned to reading a magazine and his mother to her ironing, and there was silence. 

On Friday evening, Paul, carrying a small case containing his weekend study work, a change of underwear and the bottom half of his summer pyjamas, rang Jean's doorbell.

Always well dressed, when she opened the door Paul was momentarily captivated. She was wearing a slack suit the colour of which matched the green of her eyes and at the same time it seemed to enhance the gleam of her dark hair. 

The suit was very simple in its lines and moulded nicely to her figure. She wore no jewellery and very little makeup, and Paul, despite his slightly jaundiced view of Jean, decided that she was about to turn a few male heads at the opera that night, that is, until she focused those penetrating eyes on one of them, in which case the admiring male would probably wither up. 

She said, Hello Paul," and then silently motioned for him to enter. 

He'd been inside her house before but always in his mother's company. Typical of Jean the place was tastefully furnished, but in a style a few decades behind the times. He'd heard his mother refer to it as "The Scandinavian style" – the plain pinewood design.

On the walls were paintings by what Paul later learned was called the Impressionist School. He also learned that they weren't "the real thing" because even well-off Aunt Jean could never have afforded the originals; she was in fact quite comfortable financially, but not quite as comfortable as that. 

Since she and her mother first got to know each other Jean had climbed the public service promotional ladder with considerable ease, and was what people referred to as, "A tough negotiator" and "A high flyer." Paul could readily agree with the "Tough" bit. 

In her usual concise manner Jean told him – or rather instructed – where food and drink were to be found, where he was to sleep, and showed him the computer in her study. She also told him how to use the television and DVD, but added, "I suppose you'll be too busy with your studies to be bothered with those."

"Dream on," he thought, but smiled ingenuously and said, "Yes, I suppose I will."

"Then I'll leave you to it; I'll be back about half past eleven." With that she departed.

Although Paul had been in the house before he had never seen the bedrooms or even the kitchen. Since he had the place to himself he decided to satisfy youthful curiosity and take a look around; his look around included poking into drawers and cupboards.

He had come to the conclusion that there was nothing exceptional to be found until he opened some drawers in Jean's bedroom. First to come into view were some items of underwear that he had never imagined Jean wearing; not that he'd thought much about her underwear, but if he did he had always imagined it to be made of knitted barbed wire.

The bras and panties were of the flimsiest and definitely see-through. He tried to picture Jean wearing these delicate items, and after a minute or two of straining his imagination he discovered that he'd got a modified image of her. "Yes, I suppose with her figure she'd look fairly good," he managed to grudgingly concede.

He went on to open the drawers in her bedside table. First to catch his eye was something that was obviously a length of solid plastic shaped like a penis. He knew what it was and exclaimed out loud, "My God, she uses a dildo!"

Next to capture his attention was an electrical implement. It had a small rounded head and he noted that it had different speed settings. He plugged it in and switched it on to its slowest setting. It emitted a low buzzing sound and the head started to vibrate. He tried the other speed settings and noticed the head vibrated with ever increasing rapidity.

A dildo he knew about, but what this strange devise was he had no idea. "Wonder what she uses that for," he meditated.

Failing to find an answer he shrugged and put the implement back in the drawer. His research into Jean's drawers had at least given him a modified, more human view of Jean, especially in the light of the dildo. "She actually has sexual feelings," he concluded, "Amazing!"

He ended his exploring and made a tentative decision to get on with the work assignment he had brought with him on as floppy disc. He took the floppy disc out of its case, but still trying to delay the evil moment when he must start work, he wandered round the lounge looking idly at the paintings. It was then his attention was drawn to one he couldn't remember seeing before. 

The painting was of a nude woman. She seemed to be standing in a bedroom. Behind her was a dressing table and to one side a bed with the covers drawn partially back. She was a tall woman with a superb figure. Her arms were upraised, her hands behind her head, and she seemed to be doing something with her luxuriant dark hair. 

The raised arms had the effect of lifting her breasts to make them more prominent. They were not large, "About the size of a couple of half grapefruits," Paul decided, but they were a delectable ivory colour and capped by very delicious nipples looking rather like knolls of strawberry ice cream. 

"Wouldn't mind getting a taste of those," he muttered. 

Paul, whose knowledge of the female anatomy was limited to the occasional fumbling and groping with the girls when he had been in high school, was mesmerised by this naked woman. 

He had already been stirred by Jean's underwear and dildo, and now he started to get an incipient erection.

He had a feeling that he had seen this woman and the room somewhere before, but no matter how he trawled his memory he could not remember where.

Finally he gave up, and now, with his erection close to full-blown, his choice lay between homework and masturbating. Probably to his amazement, and certainly to anyone else who knew him had they been present, study won.

Having arrived at this momentous decision, he went so far as to enter the study and insert the floppy disc in the computer. The study was a rather forbidding place as far as Paul was concerned; it was lined with bookshelves containing works that ranged through art, history, literature and law. 

Surveying this alarming environment he found another reason to delay the moment when he would commence work.

"I'll have a shower and change into my pyjamas," he decided; "Might as well be comfortable."

For some reason he could not define, he found that during the course of the shower he contemplated naked Jean standing there caressing her body with fragrant unguents from the Mystic East. He had read that phrase somewhere but really had little idea what fragrant unguents might be, and was fairly shaky about the location of the Mystic East, but it sounded tantalising.

Showered and clad in his pyjama shorts, he at last settled in front of the computer, booted it up, clicked in the floppy and sat staring at the task in front of him. 

It was a tutorial assignment on the subject, "Creation versus Evolution." Certainly they had covered the subject in lectures, but of late his attention had been focused on a pretty girl with dark curly hair and large breasts called Judy. She was not the girl he'd had the tentative arrangement with; had she been even the magic word "Pay" might not have lured him to house-sit for Jean. But the problem was, with Judy present in the lecture theatre, the words of the lecturer had failed to penetrate Paul's lubricious contemplations.

Now he sat staring at the single four lined paragraph he had already spent two hours at home on. He sighed and tried to recall any fragment of the lecturer's discourse that might have penetrated his lust barrier. Nothing emerged from his grey cells, and after ten minutes of increasing desperation he went into the room set aside as his bedroom for the night, opened his case and took out a small book on the subject.

On his way back to the computer he stepped aside to the fridge to help himself to a bowl of ice cream. It happened that there was both vanilla and strawberry ice cream. With the picture of the nude woman in mind, and in a frivolous frame of mind, he put a large dollop of vanilla into the bowl and with a spoon moulded it into the rough image of a female breast. On top of this mammary mound he placed a small lump of strawberry ice cream and facetiously entitled it, "Strawberry Nipple," which he carried back to the work station. 

While spooning ice cream into his mouth he started to read the book, and when he had scraped out from the bowl the last dregs of Strawberry Nipple he attempted to type out what he hoped was a paraphrase of some of the book's contents.

The purpose of the paraphrasing was of course to try and persuade the tutor that the work was his own, but after scanning the two further brief paragraphs he had written he felt that his subterfuge was unlikely to go undetected. 

Having reached this point he gave up, telling himself, "I'll get down to it at home over the weekend." After all, it was Friday night, and he was entitled to some recreation. 

Negligently leaving the computer screen still glowing, he retired to the lounge and switching on the television set he settled back on the capacious cushion strewn divan to view the TV offerings.

Over the course of half an hour he switched from channel to channel desperately seeking some programme that would meet his needs. He passed over an evangelist who promised financial prosperity to those who were "Born again," and even more speedily turned off a documentary allegedly explaining Einstein's theory of relativity.

Advertisement riddled soapies and sit-coms momentarily caught his attention, especially if they concerned nubile and full-breasted young women; but despite his flippant frame of mind these lowest common denominator inanities began to pall.

"What's the use of looking if you can't touch," he thought, "it's like trying to eat chocolate with the paper still wrapped round it, or," he added grinning to himself, "like having Strawberry Nipple in a carton you can't get open."

It was about nine thirty by then and for want of something better to do he got up and wandered over to the picture of the nude. She certainly was a very desirable looking female in a Junoesque way; "Better than most of those on television," he thought, as he gazed at the delectable breasts and nipples. 

He did however feel somewhat cheated by the fact that at her groin only a suggestion of pubic hair could be seen. He had never seen a female sex organ, although he had felt one that belonged to a girl when he was still at school. He had wanted to look then, but by dint of some shyness on her part and the signal that the lunch break was over, he never got to view the mystery of the female.

As he stood captivated by the painting he strove again to recall where he had seen her, or someone like her before. Not, of course, that he would have seen her naked, but the hair and face, they....

"Do you like the picture?" It was Jean's voice, and he spun round in fright. She had entered quietly and since he was so engrossed in the painting he hadn't heard her come up behind him.

"God you gave me a fright," he gasped. 

"She smiled ominously and said "Sorry," then repeated her question, "Do you like the picture?"

Paul felt himself to be at a double disadvantage; first because he had been so startled by Jean's return, and secondly, and perhaps more embarrassingly, his contemplation of the painting had given him another erection. He had been thinking about going to bed to masturbate. Unfortunately his skimpy pyjamas could do little to hide the protuberance that now jutted out from his groin. 

Jean had a slightly mocking look on her face as she asked yet again, "Do you like it?"

"I...er...yes, she's...ah...she's very beautiful."

"You think so?"

"Yes...yes...she's lovely."

Recovering slightly Paul said, "I thought you weren't coming home until after eleven."

Jean shrugged her slender shoulders and replied, "The performance was lousy so I left at the interval. I thought I might as well come and chat with you. After all, we've never talked much, and we might get to know each other better."

It was true they had never talked much, and when they did it had been Jean asking questions, usually about progress in his studies. If his answers were satisfactory, that was where their talk usually ended; if, however, Jean decided his answers weren't acceptable she wasn't averse to instructing him on how he might mend his ways. 

Not wishing to engage in one of these question and answer sessions, and not being very much in favour of the idea of "getting to know each other better," Paul said, "I was just going to bed." 

"Oh, surely not, it's early yet. I'll just go and change and we can have a little talk."

Without giving Paul a chance to protest she left him. He turned his attention back to the nude painting. This made his situation even more difficult because looking at her his already swollen male member stretched out another half inch and he could feel a sticky substance oozing out of his urethra. He badly needed to relieve himself of this discomfiting witness to his sexual arousal, and what he didn't need was one of Jean's "little talks."

He was still gazing wretchedly at the painting, but this time Jean did not take him by surprise. He turned as he heard the shish of her feet on the carpet. It was then that he was not so much surprised as stunned. 

Jean stood before him clad only in her panties and bras; the ivory breasts seen through the lace of her bras; the pink nipples with their deeper pink aureoles and...and of course Jean's long dark hair; now he knew. 

He gestured vaguely at the painting and stammered, "I-I-it's y-you."

"Yes," Jean said in a low voice, "I'm glad you appreciate it."

She was looking at him, her gleaming green eyes narrowed; they seemed to be absorbing every detail of him.

"Well, you are a big boy now aren't you? I hadn't realised."

Neither had Paul realised. For most of his life he had been used to looking up at tall Aunt Jean, now he noted that he was more than eye to eye with her.

"A-a-am I," he stuttered, thinking that Jean was referring to his height. Then trying to pretend that he hadn't noticed Jean's near nudity he plunged on, "The...the...er...the painting m-m-must have c-cost a lot." 

She laughed lightly and said, "It depends on what you mean by 'cost a lot'."

"Oh...ah...er...a lot of money."

"Actually it didn't cost me a cent."

"The artist did it for nothing?"

"Not exactly."

Not knowing what else to say Paul blurted out, "Oh."

"You see he wanted to paint me in the nude."

"Oh."

"So we negotiated."

"Negotiated?"

"Yes, he's a good artist and I wanted to recompense him, so we agreed on a mutually satisfying way to pay him.

"Oh?"

"Yes...oh, I see, you don't understand. Do take a careful look at the painting and you'll see what I mean."

Paul obediently turned to look at picture, trying to work out where payment came into it. He couldn't see where it came in, and he turned with a questioning frown on his face.

"You don't understand? No, perhaps you're too inexperienced. Well take a look at the bed and tell me what you see."

He looked again and said, "Well, the covers are partly turned back."

"Does that tell you how I paid him?"

"No... unless...unless you mean...no of course you don't."

"Oh dear, and I thought you young people are supposed to be so sexually sophisticated these days. I had sexual intercourse with him after every sitting you silly boy." 

"Y-y-you...you did!"

"Yes, we had to have quite a few sessions to complete the painting; quite gratifying in a way."

Paul was almost goggling at her; "In a way...w-what...?" 

"Yes, it was a pity about him because he was such a nice looking man, but he wasn't willing to meet some of my more special needs, so when the painting was finished so was he as far as I was concerned."

The vision of Jean climbing into bed with the artist had further aroused Paul, and his penis was throbbing almost painfully as his pre-cum started to stain his pyjamas. 

Jean looked at him shrewdly and said, "Have you ever been with a woman?"

"B-been w-with?"

"Sexually, you silly boy...have you ever had sexual intercourse?"

For a moment Paul considered relating to her his many non-existent sexual exploits, but thought better of it. "Well...I...er...sort of." 

Her eyes focused on his now glaringly obvious erection. She stepped close to him, her body almost touching his.

"You know, I think I'd like to make a man of you," Jean said in a low provocative voice.

Jean came even closer and he breathed in a subtle but tantalising perfume. She ran the pink tip of her tongue over her lips, and then kissed him lightly. He felt firm breasts pressing against his bare chest and her naked belly against his.

"You'd like to make love with a woman, a real woman, wouldn't you, Paul?"

"I...er...yes...no...I don't know."

"You don't know? Then you'll have to find out through experience, won't you." 

"I...I...." He felt her hand slip into the top of his pyjama shorts and then her fingers round his penis.

She gasped and murmured, "My God, you really are a big boy, let me see." 

She tugged down his shorts and they slipped to the floor. She stepped back a little and looked at the man flesh she held in her hand. He heard her intake of breath, then, "Oh yes...yes...darling...so...big...so big..."




House Sitting for Aunty Jean



Paul could not mistake what she was referring to this time. The problem was he had no way of knowing whether he was big or not. He had never had the opportunity to make a comparative study of male organs.

"A-am I?"

"Yes, you are, darling, and so nice and hard, so I think we ought to do something about it, don't you?"

She gave him no time to reply, and started to masturbate him, slowing manipulating his foreskin over the head of his penis.

"I think you're going to come very quickly," she said teasingly, "and we don't want to waste all that lovely sperm, do we."

"Der...d-d-don't we...ah...ah...oh..."

She eased him over to the divan and then said, "Lie down and leave it all to aunty;" then laughing lightly she went on, "she's going to make you feel better."

She put her hands behind her back and undid the clip of her bras and then shrugged them off. Her panties followed them onto the floor. 

Recumbent, Paul, insofar as he was capable of taking in anything, now had a clear view of her breasts and the wisp of pubic hair that, beginning at her mons, ran down into her groin. He could see the plump lips of her vulva where they began just below her mons.

Jean sat astride him, her sex organ poised above his pulsating length. "No play this time," she said in a deep throated voice, "just let aunty corrupt you."

Fascinated Paul watched as she slowly lowered herself onto him. As his penis head touched her outer lips and slipped through to her soft wet inner lips, he groaned.

"You like that, darling."

"Yes...oh yes..."

"Then you'll like this even more." 

She dropped down on him, letting him enter her vaginal tunnel. He felt the soft, moist warmth of her femaleness and the clinging walls of her vagina. As she took his full length into her she smiled down at him and said in a slightly shaky voice, "A lovely tight fit, isn't it? I wasn't sure I could take all of you."

Paul was so lost in that paradise of her female mystery that he could only give yet another groan.

As Jean started to ride up and down on him, almost pulling him right out of her, then plunging down on him again, further sounds were drawn out of him; "Hah...hah...hah.." in rhythm with her every downward thrust.

She must have sensed that he was about to ejaculate and her movements became slower and more deliberate as the first spurt of his semen thudded into her.

Paul instinctively placed his hands on her hips, dragging her down as she, suddenly losing her previous authoritative tone, started to whimper, "Deeper...deeper darling."

Jean, feeling her own orgasm starting to take over, added her cries to his. Had Paul not been lost in the delectable haze of his own sexual frenzy he might have been puzzled by Jean's outcry, since her words seemed to contradict her frenetic movements

"No...no...I can't...it's agony I don't want aaaheow...oh...oh...oh...ha....oh...yes...oh my God...yes..."

For a few moments they writhed together, and then Paul ejected the last of his sperm into her. 

Jean had not finished and she wept, "Stay with me...stay...I still want...oh...aah...ha...ha...oh..."

Since she was sitting over him Paul had little alternative but to stay with her as she went on moving over his slackening shaft for another minute as her orgasm ran down. When the last tremor had passed Jean relaxed over him, her breasts brushing his chest as she pressed moist kisses over his face. 

"Did...you...like it...darling...do...you...feel...good?"

"Yes...it was..." Paul groped to find a word to describe the ecstasy he had experienced and finally came out with, "It was bloody wonderful."

His penis was still inside her and their groins were sticky with the mixture of their fluids. 

Jean pulled away from him and briefly flopped down beside him. "God that was so good, I had no idea you'd be so...so...you have been with a woman before, haven't you?"

"Just sort of, with a girl at school."

"It's just that...well...it was so...so...fantastic. Thank God you're staying the night; I want a lot more of you my love, lots more; and I did say we should get to know each other better and I'd make a man of you."

Paul had no argument with this; he felt he could tolerate all the man-making Jean could dish out. 

Whether Paul fully appreciated it or not, he was fortunate to have a mature woman to initiate him into his sex life, rather than an inexperienced school girl. 

One outcome of these younger man-older woman encounters is that the young man often wants to continue the relationship indefinitely; thus the woman, who might just be meeting her own needs while her husband is absent, or simply felt it her responsibility to introduce the young man to the female body, finds herself embroiled in a situation more serious than she anticipated. If that problem was to arise in the case of Paul and Jean, it was for the time being in abeyance. 

For the moment Paul thought the last remnants of the austere Aunty Jean had dissipated. Now she was a warm and beautifully vulnerable female. He lay there wondering if it was all a dream and he would soon wake up.

Just as the stern Jean floated away, she was suddenly back again.

"Right, shower."

"I've had shower," he protested.

"Then you're going to have another one, with me. Look at us, I've got your sperm dribbling down my legs and your groin is covered with my lubricant; so a shower."

Paul wasn't sure whether to be defiant or complaint. Compliance won and he meekly followed the goddess who had introduced him to the wonders of the mature female.

Once in the shower, and instructed by Jean on how to wash out her vagina, she soothingly cleaned his penis. Another erection arose. He made a fumbling effort to copulate with her, but she repelled him saying, "Some other time, I've got other plans for you."

He was a little disappointed that Jean did not use any fragrant unguents from the Mystic East, only plain soap. 

Showering finished they retired to Jean's bedroom.

"Now we'll find out how much of a man you are," Jean said seductively. "Just lie on your back."

She sat astride him again but this time over his chest. He could feel the warm moistness of her sex organ pressed against him as she gradually worked her way up his body leaving a faint trail of female juice. She was poised over his face and he could see the long furrow of her labia. Her fingers took hold of her outer lips and she opened them to reveal two more small pink lips within, wet and inviting.

"Kiss and lick me there," she ordered as she lowered herself to his mouth. "You can find out what a woman smells and tastes like."

The soft organ engulfed his mouth as Jean ordered, "Push in...push in with your tongue, right inside me."

He thrust with his tongue and it slipped into her vaginal tunnel. Her hands came round the back of his head, holding him to her. Her female fragrance filled his nostrils and her bitter sweet taste was on his tongue.

"Whatever you hear or feel, don't stop," she commanded.

He started to push his tongue in and out and above him he could hear her low cries, "Deeper...harder...ah....ah...ah...faster...oh my God." He felt her move away from him slightly and then there was something, something a little higher up her slit, a soft little nub that he was licking and sucking. 

I'm coming...stop...stop...I don't want...it's too pai...oh God, yes...don't stop...don't stop...aah...aaah...naeeeow..."

His face was soaked with her lubricant as she leapt and squirmed over him in ecstatic fury. She let out one long piercing scream and then began to slow down. Not until the last of her post-climax shudders had passed away did she release his head, and drop down beside him.

Still on his back, his penis stood up like a muezzin's minaret, long, hard and topped with its light purple onion shaped head. 

There was a pause, then Jean said, "You...now you..."

She moved down his body and took the head of his penis into her mouth. He felt her tongue licking along his length, her mouth sucking him as if she would draw the semen up from his testicles. 

He felt as if he was hanging on the edge of an orgasmic precipice; then his testicles released their burden. Sperm pumped up his length and shot from his urethra. Jean tried to swallow the flood of his sticky seed, but it overwhelmed her and started to ooze out of the corners of her mouth in glutinous strands.

With each new ejection Paul cried out, "Aha...aha...aha..." and with the last drip he emitted a long sigh.

Jean sucked on him a little longer as if to ensure that he had finished, and then she lay beside him once more. 

"She smiled stickily, and through the residue of his sperm she said, "You'll do...nine out of ten...darling."

She rose lethargically from the bed, then mumbling thickly, "Stay here, I won't be long," she left the room.

Paul lay there recovering from his orgasm and trying to come to terms with what had happened. He concluded that the oral sex was what Jean meant by her "special needs," and if that was all, it suited him. "What happens now?" he wondered.

Jean returned, having apparently rinsed his sperm from her mouth. She lay beside him and pulling close drew his head to her breasts. 

She sounded very warm and yielding as she said, "I like my nipples sucked."

She put a hand under one of her breasts and brought its nipple to his mouth, and as he took it into his mouth she drew his hand to her other breast, pressing his fingers round it.

He suckled her and gently pinched her nipple with his fingers and she made little mewling sounds of pleasure. 

Her hand reached down for his penis and grasping it she said, "My God, Paul, you are potent." 

She was right, already he had another erection; such is the vigour of youth. 

He tried to push her onto her back so that he could come over her, but she resisted, instead turning her back on him pushing her buttocks back hard against him and taking his hand she drew it over her and laid it on a breast. Then she reached under her groin, and finding his penis she guided it into her. 

When his full length was in her they lay still for a long time, then Paul began a slow rocking motion that gradually brought him to ejaculation. If Jean had an orgasm it must have been a very gentle one because all he could hear were gasps and sighs. 

When he finished he started to pull out of her, but Jean said, "No, stay with me...it's time for sleep, so we sleep like this."

With his penis still in her vagina he drifted from the female wonderland she had introduced him to into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

When he woke in the morning she was gone from the bed. He wondered if he had dreamt it all, but if so, why was he in her bed – a bed redolent of their coupling in the smell that lingers after sexual intercourse and the stains of their fluids on the under sheet?

He rose and went in search of her; finding her in the kitchen. He went to her eagerly and attempted to kiss her, only to find that the austere Jean had returned.

"No," she said sharply, "no more sex until..."

"But you said it as so good..."

"Yes, it was but I've seen something."

"What?"

"You left the computer on last night."

"Did I, sorry, but what has that got to do..."

"I saw what was on it; it's atrocious. If you want to behave like a man with me, you can take the responsibilities of a man. No more sex until you've written that assignment, and written it properly."

"But I..."

"No sex until the assignment is finished, I'll help you, but you will write it. You can start after breakfast."

Somehow that morning Paul seemed to be unusually motivated. Jean took books from the shelves and marked sections for him to read. He read at a speed that would have amazed his tutor. He typed on the computer in English that not even he knew he was capable of.

When all was done to Jean's satisfaction she said, "If you want to be my lover, then in future you will produce good work. I don't want a lazy, irresponsible lover. Now come to bed and get your reward."

When Paul had received his reward Jean said, "You'll have to go home now but..."

"I don't want to go home," Paul protested, "I want to stay with you."

Perhaps the first indication of the clinging young lover?

"Don't be foolish Paul, you know you can't. If what we've been doing was found out by your parents there would probably be a hell of a row, and I don't want that. If you want more of me then you must say nothing to anyone about us."

"Then how can we be together?" Paul complained.

"Stop behaving like a spoilt child, Paul. If you're going to be my lover then I'm going to make a man of you. I think I know how to arrange for us to be together."

"How?"

"You'll know if and when I've succeeded. Now come into me again and then you must go." 

No matter how he tried Jean would not reveal how she intended to bring them together, so Paul had to return home content with her promise that she would try.

It was three days later over the evening meal when Paul's mother said, "I've had a telephone call from Jean about you, Paul."

Paul felt his stomach lurch. His first thought was that Jean had suffered a fit of guilty conscience and revealed what they had done.

"Oh?"

"Yes, she says that it's time your horizons were broadened."

"Ah," he thought, "Jean has broadened them already."

"Well, you know she's a very cultured woman, Paul, and I think that what she has suggested is very good. She's even said she'll bear the costs." 

"What are you talking about Martha?" his father asked, looking up from his plate.

"She says that she'd like to introduce Paul to some of the finer things of life."

"She already has," Paul thought, but said nothing.

"You mean those bloody concerts and things she goes to?" his father growled.

"Yes, and the art galleries and museums and..."

"Don't see much use in all that myself," his father said, "but if she's willing to pay and Paul likes the idea, then okay."

His mother looked at Paul questioningly and said, "I know you've never really been close to Jean; in fact I don't think you like her very much but if..." 

"Oh, she's okay," Paul interrupted, trying not to sound too eager, "I've sort of seen another side of her."

His father gave a short cynical guffaw. 

His mother ignored this and went on, "It might mean staying with her for weekends and other odd occasions but she says she'll see you get on with your studies. So if you'd like to, then..."

"Yes, fine...fine...mum, tell her I'd like that." 

"God bless Jean," he thought

His father looked up again and gave him a quizzical look, but said nothing.

Over the following weeks and months Paul's parents and tutors were amazed at the improvement in his studies. His parents particularly found it strange that although on top of his weekends with Jean she often had him stay with her on weekdays when they went out to a concert or theatre; Paul's work went on improving.

Paul seemed to be energised, changing from an indolent, careless boy of eighteen into a highly motivated young man. 

"Jean must be doing something right with him," his father commented to Martha one evening.

"Yes, she seems to have the magic touch; I wish I knew what it was. I mean, he never seemed to like her in the past, but now he can't see enough of her."

"Yes," said his father speculatively, "so let's just hope she keeps on doing it, whatever it is."

Jean certainly did keep on doing it, and then one Saturday night just before they went to bed Jean said ambiguously, "You'll do, Paul, you're the one."

"The one what?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing, I was just thinking out loud." 

It was from that night Paul found a slight change in Jean's approach to their love making. She didn't stop giving him oral sex or letting him press her breasts over his penis as he moved it between them, but she now insisted that he always ended up ejaculating into her vagina.

Also she seemed to be much softer and yielding as they came together.

This went on for a couple of months before Paul finally found out why the change.

It was not Jean who revealed it, but Paul's mother. One night when he happened to be in for the evening meal, his mother excitedly burst out with her news.

"Jean's pregnant."

Paul felt the blood drain from his face.

"Oh," responded his father "didn't think she had a guy in tow."

"No," said his mother thoughtfully. "You see a lot of her these days Paul, have you seen signs of a man around her place?"

"Er...er...n-n-no mum."

"You'd hardly think she'd have time for a guy considering the time she spends with Paul," his father said with a hint of suspicion in his tone.

"Yes, that's true," his mother replied pensively. "Are you sure you haven't seen signs of man in her place?"

"No mum."

"Mind you," his father went on in a meaningful tone, "wouldn't blame someone for getting on to her. For all that she can be a cold fish she's a bloody good looking woman." He looked at Paul intently.

A long silence ensued while Paul's father continued his stare. Finally a grin spread over his face as he asked, "Sure you don't know anything about it?"

"N-no d-dad."

His father gave him a salacious wink and then seemed to lose interest in the subject.

Paul felt as if some cold hand had gripped his guts. It was possible that Jean had some man in tow, as his parents put it, but all the time he'd..."Oh my God...what am I going to do?"

The delights that Jean had introduced him to seemed to pale into insignificance beside the realisation that he had probably fathered a child with her. 

His first thought was to run away, but where could he run to since he had no money and didn't fancy life on the streets? He briefly contemplated suicide, but dismissed the idea since he couldn't make up his mind which of the unpleasant methods open to him he would use. 

Next he decided he wouldn't see Jean again, but that idea also faded away. Jean had given him pleasures that few young men his age enjoyed, so how could he just not see her; and besides, not seeing her wouldn't make her unpregnant.

He felt himself embroiled in a waking nightmare. He was due to go out with Jean the next evening and he was supposed to be spending the night with her. He tried to think of ways of not seeing her that evening, just to delay the moment when they would have to talk about her condition. That was no good either because his mother knew he was going to Jean that evening, and he couldn't think of a plausible excuse he could make to cancel the arrangement.

He slept badly, and next day at lectures he reverted to his previous inattention, and it had nothing to do with Judy.

The arrangement was that he went straight to Jean's place after lectures. She would feed him and see that he did his work before they left for whatever it was they were going to – in his confused state he couldn't remember what it was. 

After university he dragged himself reluctantly to Jean's place. She had given him a key some time ago so he let himself in. She wasn't due home for another hour so Paul tried to settle to his studies, but to little avail.

He wandered out into the lounge and looked at the picture of nude Jean, meditating wretchedly on the evils of succumbing to things of the flesh since, delightful though they might be at the time, the consequences could be less than desirable.

He heard Jean enter.

"Hello darling."

"Lo."

Jean looked at him quizzically. "What the matter, you look terrible?"

"You know what the matter is."

"Do I?"

"Mum told me."

"Ah...so that's it; she told you I'm pregnant."

"Yes."

"That's nothing to be miserable about. I'm pregnant, not dying of cancer or something."

"Well isn't being pregnant bad enough?" 

"Bad? Whatever makes you say that; I thought you'd be pleased fathering a child at your age."




House Sitting for Aunty Jean



Paul was getting a bit fed up with Jean and his parents talking to him and about him as if he was still a kid, so he snapped, "So what am I supposed to do, I've got no money so..."

"Stop this Paul. I made a decision that I'd like to get pregnant with you; I knew when I decided you couldn't support a child."

"You mean it wasn't an accident?"

"Of course it wasn't, you silly boy. I just stopped taking the pill. 

"But...but...why?"

"I told...I thought how lovely it would be getting pregnant with someone as young as you. I thought you'd be pleased, not many young men your age become fathers, especially with a mature woman. Mostly it is an accident with a girl their own age."

"I could have fathered a kid six or seven years ago," he said arrogantly, thinking of the time he first started to produce sperm

Jean looked at him with concern. 

"You thought I would tell everyone that you're the father, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"And I'd start to make demands on you?"

"Well, yes, I mean..."

"Good heavens Paul, I know quite well you're not ready to be a proper father. You've done what I wanted you to do and I'm not laying any responsibility on you. You poor silly boy you..."

"Will you stop calling me a boy, and who says I couldn't be a proper father?"

"Look Paul, you may not be a boy, but I know that one day you'll find some girl your own age and probably marry her. All I needed you to do was make me pregnant before I get past the age of being able to. I even thought you might like to make me pregnant again later on, unless of course you'd found someone else. Now, do you feel more cheerful?"

Certainly Paul felt relieved. He was not going to be held responsible for his pleasures.

Jean continued, "I'm sorry darling, I really meant to break it to you gently, but I was so pleased when I learned I was pregnant I was bursting to tell someone, and that someone was your mother."

Jean laughed quietly and said, "Darling, I think we're having our first quarrel, shall I cancel the tickets and we can go to bed and make it up."

The next instant her tone became less soft. "Have you done your work?"

"Er...no...I couldn't...I was so..."

"Then you can do it now and then its bedtime and some tender loving care."

Feeling as if a mighty weight had been lifted from him, and with the promise of Jean's body dangling before him, Paul got through his work at record speed. It even passed Jean's careful inspection.

It is now some years since Jean first introduced Paul to the wonders of the female body. She gave birth to a daughter, and fourteen months later to a son. 

Paul's parents have often puzzled about why Paul hasn't found and married some "nice girl." When at twenty two Paul announced that it was time for him to leave home, they were even more puzzled why he elected to take a room with Jean, "And with those kids around," his father commented.

Paul's father conjectured that Paul was gay, and that Jean didn't mind if he had gay lovers stay with him overnight. If his parents ever thought of another possibility they never talked about, but they did wonder why Jean's son a daughter bore such a distinct resemblance to Paul. But then, we often don't see what we don't want to see, or understand what we don't want to understand.

As for Jean; she is almost as puzzled as Paul's parents. She wonders why Paul still seems to be satisfied with her, and on the occasions when she has said, "Darling, I'm too old for you; you should be looking for someone younger." 

Paul stops her with a kiss and says, "Tired of me, are you?"

"No of course not darling, but..."

"Would I find someone better than you? 

This is usually followed by a pause, and Paul says:

"Ah, no answer, so let's not talk anymore, I want some strawberry nipple;" and he doesn't mean ice cream.

It's strange, but Paul doesn't seem to be overawed by Jean now.

Incidentally, Paul never did get paid for the house sitting.