4 comments/ 30382 views/ 1 favorites Jeff By: SlyKitten I'm late. But he knew it might happen; I told him I wasn't punctual, so I don't worry too much. I wonder if he's being a good boy and getting ready for me. I told him I'd have no time to lose; I'd meet with him and spend the evening, maybe the night, if his cock pleased me enough. Yeah, I'm a bit obsessed with cocks. I like them big. Well, not exactly big, but meaty. I know that 'there's a man attached to it' and that 'it doesn't matter how big it is, it's what you do with it'... Still, there's nothing I like more than to feel a thick, throbbing cock, between my tiny hands; or to have to stretch my mouth really wide to be able to take it all in, or to wince, almost in pain, but mostly in bliss, as he slips his big cock in my tight, insatiable pussy. Jeff isn't the first guy I met through an online dating service. But he's the first I am truly head over heel for. He has an amazing cock! Long and thick. Sometimes long cocks are too slender, and thick ones are too short, but his is just right. Well, based on the pictures he sent me. Pictures can be deceiving. But if the photographer isn't talented, pictures don't do justice to the model. My pussy is getting wet already as the elevator slowly takes me to the 15th floor of the airport Hilton. I wonder if that cute guy riding the elevator with me can smell how horny I am... I sure can. Finally my floor! I'm only 25 minutes late. Not bad. I knock three times on the door and wait. Eager, I press my ear on the door and listen. I hear Jeff walk in the suite and unlock the door. I am so excited my heart pounds in my chest and my clit throbs. My hard nipples are stretching my white tank top. It's hot this time of year and the air conditioning kind of dried the sweat on my chest. My pussy's still on fire though. He opens the door, wearing a thick, cozy robe. I quickly look down at his crotch and happily notice he is big and hard. He slams the door shut and kisses me. I usually don't kiss my toys, but Jeff is kinda cute so I kiss him back. His lips are soft and his kiss is firm. Looks promising... I slide the hotel robe off his larger than I expected shoulders and the thick, white cotton thuds to his feet. I gently push him to have a better view of his naked body. He knew I'd scrutinize and test him. He doesn't seem to mind me being silent; judging from how stiff his cock is I'd say he's enjoying it. I lick my lips and sigh, half appreciating what I'm seeing, half anticipating how good he'll feel. He's cuter in person. Good start. Bright blue eyes, curly light brown hair, silver strands, cute little mouth... I chuckle my approval and bite my bottom lip as I continue my inspection. Hairless chest... I prefer my men hairy, but of course I don't let that stop me. Hmm Jeff could use a session at his local gym; he has small love handles. Well he's in his forties so... understandable I guess. He shifts and inhales, as if he was about to say something. I quickly lift my eyes and raise a brow to shush him. He looks uneasy as I continue my inspection. Good. He doesn't know he has nothing to worry about, that I'm going to ride that meaty cock of his, but it is so much fun to see him lick his lips in anticipation and hear his little nervous sighs, not to mention how wet his blushing is making me. He's still hard. Very hard. I decide to continue playing with him for a bit and reach for his balls with my manicured hand. He gasps between his teeth as I fondle and massage his balls, making them roll in the palm of my hand, my long fingernails grazing his delicate skin, his thick cock brushing on my forearm the whole time. I plunge my hand in pocket and take out my measuring tool. Jeff got me quite horny with his unexpected kiss so it is in a hurry that I drop to my knees and unroll my measuring tape on the upper side of his shaft, from pubic bone to head. I then circle his swollen shaft with the tape. "Yes," I whisper, smiling at him. "You are the first who told the truth; 31 centimeters long, 28 centimeters thick." His hands are forming tight fists and pre-cum is leaking from the tip of his cock. With a hungry moan, I lap his pre-cum. His cock is big... I will have a hard time swallowing it all. But that doesn't matter right now. Right now, I want to get fucked. I stand and lick my lips, the salty taste of Jeff's pre-cum still on my tongue. I look into his bright blue eyes and take his hand. I walk to the balcony, holding Jeff's hand, leading him like a puppy, and open the glass door. Looking over my shoulder I playfully smile at Jeff and he smiles back, though he looks at me quizzically. I giggle and lead him outside, swaying my shapely hips. It is hot but not too humid as the sun is setting. I lean over the balcony rail and slowly lift my skirt over my tight ass, arching my back. My pussy is leaking and since I am not wearing panties, my juices drench my pink lips and inner thighs. I look over my shoulder and catch Jeff leering over my available ass. I arch my back further and moan, presenting my hairless pussy, holding on to the rail. I know he likes to tease. And I suffer his teasing when he starts to slowly stroke his huge cock. I let out a frustrated moan and deliberately brush my nipples on the rail, reaching a hand between my thighs and slowly running a finger along my slit. So hot and wet! I slip a finger in, easily. Jeff moans, still slowly stroking his impressive member, the head sometimes rubbing on my cute little ass. "What are you waiting for, Jeff? FUCK ME!" I beg looking over my shoulder. With a low, satisfied, growl, he grabs my hips and positions his fat cock right at the entrance of my slippery cunt. I hold my breath, holding on to the rail, wondering if he'll shove his cock deep or if he'll slowly slip it in. Turns out he does neither; he just slips the head in my needy pussy, and slips it out. In, and out. Fuck! That man was driving me insane with lust every time we chatted but that's nothing compared to what he is doing to me now! I start to squirm and wriggle, leaning forward, pushing my hips back trying to slip his dick inside me, yelping like a bitch in heat. Finally, holding my hips still, he sticks his big fat cock all the way inside my wet cunt. YES! Oh God! Yes! His dick is stretching my tight hole, and goes in further than what I'm accustomed to. And of course I love it. He pumps his cock in and out of my pussy, holding my hips, his balls slapping on my swollen clit. I turn my head to look at him. So damn cute! With his teeth clenched and his hair all messed up. My tits are swaying on the rail, soiling my white top with dirt. I reach between my thighs and finger my clit as Jeff keeps on fucking me. And fucking me so good! The build up of my orgasm starts in my toes. "You're making me cum Jeff! Don't stop... Fuck me harder... please!" I whimper, my voice unusually quiet. I notice some people walking below us but can't pay too much attention as I am about to climax. Jeff's grunts and moans push me over the edge and with a loud moan I cum. My pussy clenches around Jeff's fat cock, and my own juices drip down my inner thighs. My knuckles are turning white I'm holding on to that rail so tight. I wish I could shiver and moan like this forever. But eventually my orgasm comes to an end and I suck my finger clean, panting, Jeff still pounding my pussy deep and hard. He is holding on to my hips now, his fingers digging in my flesh. He's so sexy, naked, vulnerable, his cock somehow bigger and ready to shoot. I love to feel a man cum in my pussy so I urge Jeff to cum, "I want your sticky cream in my pussy Jeff... Shoot your fat load for me... Give me your cum!" He grabs one of my big tits and with a powerful thrust cries out my name. That always touches me. I feel his cum starting to flood my tight pussy. His eyes are rolling back into his head, and his cute little mouth opens wide as he cums and moans. Oohh I never tire of seeing a man cum. Out of breath, he leans on my back and kisses my cheek. His sweaty chest rubs on my back and his cum slowly drips on my inner thighs as he gently strokes my hair. "Are you staying for the night, Alex?" he asks me in a little boy's voice, his bright blue eyes begging me. I nod and smile, "I am." I want that big cock deep in my throat at least once and back in my insatiable pussy as soon as possible. Now, did I say that out loud, or did I just think it? Jeff Dear Cathy, We've known each other for years, and I'd hate to lose our friendship. I know you are upset at me, so let me explain how this whole thing happened. When you hear the details I hope you'll understand why I did what I did. I also want you to know what you're getting yourself into. I met Jeff shortly after I married Eric. They had been college roommates and best buddies for more than 8 years. After graduation, they both got jobs as junior partners with the same CPA firm. They held season tickets and followed their old college's weekly athletic endeavors far more closely than either of them scrutinized their clients' financial records. Eric invited me along a few times, but I don't like sports so it was Eric's time to be with his best friend. I didn't like Jeff at first and I'm pretty sure he didn't like me. He was cool and distant. He made several comments about how Eric never went out drinking with him anymore now that he had his "ball and chain" (me). Jeff, in many ways is the opposite of Eric. Where Eric is soft-spoken and humble, Jeff is extroverted and supremely confident. Eric works hard because he lacks confidence in himself and always feels like he needs to prove his worth to everyone he works with. Jeff is more like a salesman. He can be exceedingly charming when he wants something from you and will lavish you with attention and compliments – whatever it takes to get a contract or to get a woman in bed. Women like me often find ourselves magnetically drawn to men like Jeff. Maybe it's the challenge of it. We want to make them fall in love with us, and sometimes they do. In this case, Jeff did. He fell in love with me and I never even tried to make it happen. Cathy, I don't have to tell you that Jeff's a hunk. With those broad shoulders and square jaw, and the red convertible, he reeks of sexuality. He always wears a manly after shave, expensive suits, power ties, and a handkerchief in his vest pocket, and that's a big turn-on for me. He works out and keeps himself physically fit. Problem is, he's handsome and he knows it. Like you, I have always had a thing for the bad boys. I admit in those early days, even though I found him obnoxious and arrogant, I fantasized several times about seducing him and letting him fuck my brains out. But I was married to his best friend, so I was sure nothing would come of it. Eric had told me Jeff was a ladies man. And even though Jeff seemed to pick up a lot of girls for one-night stands, Eric also told me Jeff was still raw after a girlfriend had dumped him after two years. At the time, I had no idea it was you. About 18 months ago, things changed. Jeff gradually warmed up to me after he began visiting our house with two other guys for poker games every Friday night, and watching sports on our big screen TV most Saturday afternoons. Jeff even flirted with me a few times but I didn't take it seriously. Around that same time, our marriage began cooling off. Eric hardly ever talked to me anymore. If something was bothering him, he talked with Jeff not me. Eric never seemed to have time for me, and when we were alone, he often talked about Jeff or Jeff's latest sexual conquest. Eric is a good man and was always a faithful husband. I still love him, but by our fifth year of marriage, our sex life had dwindled to a once a week routine of him getting his rocks off, and then he'd fall asleep leaving my needs unfulfilled. When I tried to tell Eric I was unhappy, he brushed it off. It's a good thing we didn't have kids because I am sure he would have treated them the same way. As time went on, it seemed that the more my marriage faltered, the more Jeff paid attention to me. I often wondered what Eric told him about me and our relationship. For me and Jeff, it was a love-hate kind of thing. He was often rude and obnoxious to me, but he also seemed to want to be around me a lot. The more I ignored him, the harder he tried to engage me in conversation, even if it involved trading insults. Whenever he made comments about my ass, I said he WAS one. It was mostly playful, but occasionally his rudeness got to me, like the night he told me (didn't ask me) to get him another beer. I said something snippy, and Eric took Jeff's side and chewed me out for being a bad hostess to his guests. Another time, after too many beers, Jeff told Eric he was envious of our relationship and our "happy marriage" (even though it wasn't really that happy any more). He made jokes a few times that if Eric ever divorced me he'd be glad to "show me a good time." Eric laughed, but I was surprised by it. I had caught Jeff eyeballing me a number of times. I don't like to dress slutty, but I usually buy clothes that show off a bit of cleavage. My breasts are my best assets, and I like to show them off tastefully. One time, I reached across the poker table to take away Jeff's empty beer bottle, and when I leaned forward, I accidentally gave him a good look down the front of my top. He didn't even try to hide his ogling when I caught him staring. Instead, he just smiled and said "Nice." I looked over at Eric who was busy shuffling cards. After a few months of having Jeff and some of Eric's other buddies around, Jeff started hitting on me regularly. He'd wait until I went to the kitchen to make an excuse to join me there and talk. Sometimes, I couldn't get rid of him. He'd ask me to make him a special sandwich and talk my ear off. The insults stopped and he lavished me with compliments on my rather ordinary outfits. But I liked the attention, and found myself wearing clothing that made me look sexy whenever I knew Jeff would be coming by. One Saturday – you probably remember when - you and I watched chick flicks while the guys were in the family room watching the game. While you went in the bathroom, Jeff came up to me into the kitchen, got really close and said "Hold it." He reached up and pulled an imaginary fleck of something out of my hair. Then he stood there looking into my eyes just a foot from my face. I thought he was going to try to kiss me but after a long uncomfortable pause, he smiled and walked away, leaving me breathless. I told Eric what Jeff had done and Eric said it was no big deal, and that Jeff was just being Jeff. "Jeff's a ladies man, always has been. He was just flirting with you. I'm sure it's no big deal." I was surprised Eric didn't act even the slightest bit jealous, which led me to believe our marriage had cooled to the point it could almost freeze nitrogen. I decided I should try to revive our sex life, but it was rather disappointing sex. Mostly, I took care of Eric's needs – I even gave him some really great oral sex -- but then he just rolled over and went to sleep. Sometimes when I tried to initiate sex, Eric told me he wasn't in the mood or was tired. I found myself having to take care of my own needs. And more than a few times, I found myself masturbating and fantasizing about having sex with Jeff. It seemed like harmless fantasy. But one Friday night, Jeff hit on me when Eric ran down to the corner store for more beer. He came into the kitchen and joked that Eric had told him to keep me company while he was gone and that we could use the bedroom if we wanted. I gave a mocking "ha ha" and tried to ignore it, but he didn't give up. He came up behind me while I was mixing up my homemade chili recipe, reached around and hugged me, cupped my breasts, and spooned me against him. I elbowed him away, but not before I felt what had to be his erection against the cheek of my ass. "What the hell was that?" I asked him in a voice that probably should have been a lot more indignant. He just laughed, said "Nice tits," and went back to the family room. I decided I needed to have a talk with him one-on-one, so I sat him down and asked him what was going on. He acted like he didn't know what I was talking about. "Look Jeff, you've been hitting on me for weeks now. I'm married to your best friend, what do you want from me?" He looked astonished and caught completely off guard. "I want YOU." "You want me? Are you serious?" "Quite serious. I fell in love with you and I know you love me too, I can tell you do. Eric doesn't have to know. It can be our little secret." I was incredulous. I wanted to argue back that I wasn't in love with him, but I wasn't sure it was true. "Are you actually asking me to cheat on my husband and have sex with you?" I expected him to smile and act like it was a practical joke, but he looked straight back at me as serious as an IRS auditor. "Yeah, that's exactly what I'm suggesting. Eric told me your sex life is in the crapper and he's not that interested anymore. So, I figure – you have needs, I have needs, why not?" I was stunned at his boldness and his total disregard for his friendship with Eric, but I was surprisingly aroused at the same time. When Eric came home, both Jeff and I acted like nothing had happened. Nothing had -- at least not that night. From then on, it seemed like Jeff was over at our house visiting Eric (and me?) just about every night. I joked to Eric that maybe Jeff should bring over a toothbrush, and instead of laughing, Eric took me serious and said "yeah, that's a good idea; I'll suggest that to him. I don't like him driving himself home after he's had a few beers here." Jeff didn't move in but I avoided being alone with him whenever he visited. He seemed determined to find opportunities to hit on me. Whenever Eric was out of earshot, he'd say things like "Eric's an ass for ignoring a woman as sexy as you. Why don't you let me show you how a man is supposed to treat a woman?" If I blew him off, he'd just chuckle and try again later. "C'mon. You and Eric? It's over. You were meant to be with me. Try it. Once you've had me, you'll never go back to him." I was shocked by his arrogance and ego. I had little doubt that he was probably good in bed, but I seriously doubted he was really as good as he thought he was (or as good as he wanted me to THINK he was). Still, Eric was ignoring me, and Jeff's constant solicitations were beginning to wear me down. I began wondering if maybe I SHOULD have an affair with Jeff. It might get Eric jealous and would either revive our marriage or end it for good. The state of limbo and unwanted celibacy was getting to me. But my loyalty to my husband kept me from acting on my impulses. For the next week or so, Jeff lavished attention on me, and I drank it up like water after being stranded in the desert. I made sure I looked my best on any day when I knew or even suspected he might be coming. I carefully applied makeup and made sure I maximized my assets – such as my breasts. I am only a 34-B, but they are still firm and not at all saggy. In certain bras, I look more like you -- a full C-cup. Men tell me my ass is sexy and that I have a nice smile. I like bare midriffs because my waist is small - only an inch more than I was in college. I've been told my eyes are pretty, but I never thought of myself as anything other than average. But Jeff treated me like I was a sexy movie star. Whenever he complimented me, it made my day. I was thrilled to catch him looking at my hint of cleavage just above my lacy bras. And when my nipples hardened (which happened a lot when Jeff was in the room) they pushed out the fabric, right through the padding in the bra cup. I caught Jeff eyeballing my tits several times, and he made sure I knew he liked what he saw. I admit it wasn't all Jeff's fault. I did tease him sometimes. When we talked I purposely played with the top button of my blouse. One Saturday, while Eric was in the bathroom, Jeff came into the kitchen and tried to kiss me. He caught me by surprise and I instinctively kissed him back for a few seconds until I caught myself and pushed him away. But he didn't give up for long. All that week, he kept trying to sneak a kiss whenever he could get me alone. Each time Jeff tried to kiss me or feel me up, I let it happen for a few seconds, but always began to feel guilty and stopped him before it got too far. Plus, I was afraid Eric would catch us. In May, Eric's agency always sends the partners to the annual conference. Eric asked if I wanted to go with him but I declined. I had been bored by two prior conferences already and dreaded the idea of another one. You remember I told you about how bored I was at that dumb hotel in Fresno? Naturally, Jeff was supposed to go too because all of the firm's partners always attend. But Jeff must have volunteered to cover the office because after I dropped Eric at the airport, I found Jeff ringing my doorbell. I assumed something had gone wrong. "Why aren't you at the conference?" I asked naively after I let him step inside. "I decided I'd rather be here with you." My heart started pounding. I told him he had to leave but he nodded at the liquor cabinet and said "Pour me a drink, will ya? Pour one for yourself too." "Okay, but just a quick drink. I have to get to bed early," I lied. We sat in the living room and chatted as usual. I sipped a glass of wine while he downed three straight shots of Scotch. All I could see was his blue eyes, muscular body, and his fancy suit with loosened necktie. He looked good and I knew I had to get him out of my house or I would probably end up going to bed with him. I stood up. "It's time to leave, Jeff. It's getting late." He got up and approached me. "It's not late." He pulled me close to him and began kissing me. For a few seconds I kissed him back. But when I felt him grab my breast, I broke this kiss and said "You need to go now." He just shook his head no and forced another deep kiss into my mouth. I pushed his hand away a few times when he tried to grab my breast but he was strong and persistent, and I finally let him kiss me and feel me up for awhile. "You really need to go now," I said as firmly as I could. "No. Let's go upstairs." "No, I can't. I'm married. Eric is your best friend." He nodded with a devilish smirk. "Yeah, but I love you more." Love me? I didn't believe him. I was convinced he had said that just to get me in bed. He took me by the hand and led me toward the stairs. I began pulling backwards like a child refusing to follow his mother out of a toy store. But Jeff just tugged my arm harder, yanking me behind him until I had no choice but to follow him up the stairs. He pulled me into my bedroom and threw me on the bed. He was on top of me immediately, pinning me to the mattress. "Please, don't. Don't do this. It's not right," I protested, probably too weakly. You know Jeff. He doesn't take "no" for an answer. He ignored me and kissed me and groped both breasts, swirling his tongue inside my mouth. I suppose I could have fought back harder, but Jeff was determined. I knew I wasn't going to talk him out of it. I told him to stop when he began undoing the buttons of my blouse and inserted his hand under my bra. He massaged each breast so tenderly I didn't fight him that hard. I heard myself moan when he gently tugged on my nipples with his thumb and forefinger. Then his lips replaced his fingers and he sucked and massaged my breasts until my resolve was finally gone. I let my body fall back into the mattress and let his hands roam all over my body and slide off my clothes. I laid there passively as he rolled his body between my legs. Gradually he kissed his way up my torso and moved his body higher until he was kissing my nipples and then my neck, earlobes, cheek and lips. I melted. Just as his tongue met mine, I felt his hardness brush my pussy lips. I panicked when I remembered he wasn't wearing a condom and began resisting again. Jeff had had a lot of partners and I was afraid of getting an STD. I tried to tell him to stop but he ignored me. Without breaking the kiss, he shifted his body until his cock was poised at the entrance. I begged him to stop and to put on a condom, but a second later, I felt him push past my outer lips and slide part way inside me. It hurt for a few seconds, and then he grunted and shoved himself forward until he was fully inside me. Condom or not, the deed was done and I gave up any further resistance. He began kissing me deeply as he thrust in and out – slowly at first and gradually building. I know it's wrong, but I began kissing him back. His lovemaking technique was far better than anything Eric had even done. He withdrew his cock almost all the way out before pushing back in and holding it there for several seconds. That drove me nuts. Each time he did it, he pushed a little harder and slightly faster. His groans deepened and quickened, as did mine. I hated the idea that he had taken me against my will, but it felt so good to feel his manhood inside me, I couldn't help myself from getting worked up. Fucking hadn't felt that good in years. His orgasm was approaching fast and I couldn't help responding. Just before my own body reached its peak, he began fucking me faster and moaning deeply. I felt him stiffen and begin spurting his jism into me. I should have been scared about diseases but instead I dug my fingernails into his back as he let out a long loud moan and came in spasms. Then he collapsed on top of me, catching his breath. He held me until his shrinking penis popped out and he rolled off me, still breathing hard. "That was goddam great," he told me as he looked in my eyes. "Are you mad at me?" I thought about it for a moment. My earlier resistance had totally vanished. "No, I just hope you're not done yet." He smiled and said "Not by a long shot." We embraced and kissed for awhile, and he slowly stroked my hair and upper back. For such an obnoxious guy, he was being really sweet. I grew impatient, slid my hand down and took his soft wet penis in my hand. I began squeezing it trying to harden him for another round. His body began to respond, but far too slowly for my eager sex-starved body. I began kissing down his chest and over his stomach and abdomen. He sucked in a deep breath when my kisses approached his pubic zone and my hand lifted his semi-hard cock upward toward my approaching lips. I flicked the tip lightly with my tongue a few times, then wrapped my lips around the head and tugged. It only took a few minutes of cocksucking before he was fully hard and thrashing around in deep moans and groans. I gave him my best oral technique and I could tell he loved it. I deep throated him until his cock hit the back of my mouth, then slowly withdrew. My hand massaged his balls and then tugged the skin of his shaft upward, following right behind my lips as they slid from the base up to the tip. My original plan was to suck him hard then have him fuck me again, but he was enjoying the blowjob so much, I kept going. A few minutes later, his groans got loud and his whole torso tightened, his cock began throbbing and he let out a muffled scream. His cock began spurting shot after shot of cum deep in my mouth. Usually with Eric, I pulled away, but with Jeff I swallowed as fast as I could but couldn't get it all. It filled my mouth too fast and some leaked from the corners of my mouth and drizzled into his pubic hair. I felt deliciously dirty in a way I hadn't felt in six years. As soon as he caught his breath, he started kissing my neck and face, then down and over my chin, lingering on each breast, sucking each nipple deep into his mouth. He kissed his way down my stomach and abdomen, but went so slowly it was agonizing. Several times I wanted to take hold of his head and push it into my soaking wet crotch but he tormented me with frustrating anticipation. I was near my first orgasm before his lips crossed my pubic mound, and I exploded in ecstasy the first time the tip of his tongue finally grazed my clit. The pleasure went on and on as he lightly flicked his tongue over it, making me cum again and again. Jeff That night, he fucked me twice more, until we both fell asleep in each other's arms around 5 am. The alarm's buzz at 6:30 was a cruel interruption of reality. He left to go home, shower, and get to work since he was supposed to be covering the office while the other managers were at the conference. But, as he had promised, Jeff was back on my doorstep at 5:30 that night holding a bottle of wine and some takeout food from the restaurant down the street. I had agonized over my wardrobe for hours, finally deciding on a pair of tight shorts and a snug-fitting sheer top – the one you gave me for my birthday. I left the lacy bra on the dresser and let my breasts fall to their natural place. When I looked at myself in the mirror, my hardened nipples were poking out, and you could see the faint circles where my areoles showing through the sheer fabric. When you gave me that blouse, you warned me that it would drive Eric crazy. Eric had never noticed but Jeff sure did. The whole time Jeff and I ate at the kitchen table, I was eyeballing him and he was eyeballing me. We both knew we would soon be balling one another. I led Jeff upstairs and by the time I came out of the bathroom, he had stripped to his boxers. He was lying on his side across the bed, head on his elbow, looking at me as I crossed the room. He looked so incredibly sexy. I stopped a few feet in front of him and his lips mouthed a silent "wow," that made my heart soar. "C'mere, he whispered. I crawled on top of him and straddled his hips. He pulled me down and kissed my neck and lips. Both of his hands cupped my breasts and I ground my body against his. The clothes were pulled off, and he rolled me over onto my back so he could suck my breasts. His mouth went from one nipple to the other, and his finger pushed its way into my pussy. Within minutes he had me soaking wet and writhing under his touch. Jeff got on top of me and fed his cock into my vagina and began fucking me furiously. Unlike the slow love-making of the night before, this was wild and fast. He had me so worked up, I shuddered and came in mind-blowing pleasure. My cunt muscles began compressing around his penetrating shaft. The throbbing of my vagina sent him over the top and he exploded inside me with hard deep thrusts and loud guttural grunts. Not fully satisfied, I stroked his soft cock until it began to respond again. Then I slowly moved my kisses closer and closer to his crotch. I heard him suck in a deep breath when I mouthed his cock, repeating my technique from the night before. His deep breathing and long slow groans told me he was relishing every suck and tug on his rigid member. I sucked him until he was on the verge of cumming, then sat spreadeagle on his lap. I inserted his cock and dropped my weight down to envelop it fully. I began slowly rising and dropping, riding him slowly. His head was thrown back and his moaning told me he remained close to orgasm. I lifted his hands to my breasts so he could massage them while I bounced on his lap. It didn't take long for him to reach his peak. I felt his cock throb. I squeezed my vaginal muscles as hard and tight as I could until I felt him spurting his sperm deep inside me. After recovering from that, we took a short break and opened a second bottle of wine. He caressed me and spoke sweetly – being a far cry from the arrogant jerk I had originally thought he was. Even before we could finish the first glass, were on each other again. He pinned me down on the bed and kissed me hard and deep. Then he spun around and got into a 69 position and began licking my pussy with slow steady sweeps of my clit. I pulled his dangling cock into my mouth and began pumping and sucking. I was super-sensitive and he had me squirming in joy within minutes. I tried to match his rhythm, and as he sped up, so did I. We both came a short time later. He turned and collapsed in my arms and held me as I drifted off to sleep. I awoke around 4 am when I became aware his finger was slowly sliding in and out of my vagina. I kept my eyes closed and I was still half asleep, but my body began responding to his persistent touch. My pussy moistened on its way to full wetness as his light kisses tugged my nipples upward between his tightly-closed lips. I kept my eyes closed but was aware of every little sensation. I finally opened my eyes and smiled at him. "I guess you're not sleepy." "Nope." Then he rolled over on top of me. I reached down and took hold of his rock hard cock and aimed it. He shoved it all the way in with one long smooth stroke. It filled me and I was in heaven. He left his cock deep inside me for a few moments before starting a slow, sweet fucking that ended 45-minutes later in powerful waves of mutual pleasure. "Eric will be home tonight. I have to pick him up at the airport at 9. You know what that means." "No. If you're thinking this has to end, it doesn't. Leave him. He doesn't deserve you." "Do you really love me?" "Yes. And I know you love me. I want to be with you every night. We're going to live happy ever after." I lay there in his arms wondering how I would break the news to Eric. So that's how it happened. I didn't start off wanting this. In fact, Jeff practically raped me the first time. I should have resisted more, I know. But Jeff was in love with me and I was lonely and feeling vulnerable and neglected. And I swear to god at the time, I never knew you were Jeff's lover before he began sleeping with me. He swears he didn't break up with you because of me. He said you dumped him and your relationship was over before ours started. I hope you can believe me and keep our friendship going. But I understand if you can't. All I know is I am happy. I am also happy that you and Eric have found one another. Eric has his flaws, but he is a good man, and I hope you two will be happy together. I know Jeff and I will be. Sincerely, Julie Jeff and Darin The marijuana this summer is not very good, too much rain and not enough sun have produced plants low in THC. Even worse, growers planted far less than usual in the spring after reading the Olde Farmers Almanac predictions for sun and rain. I was hanging out with a high school buddy, smoking some of this low quality weed when the subject spun around to sexual conquests over the years since our school days. Jeff, who came out admitting he is gay told about some of his early conquests with girls when he trying to be straight. His girl stories have high turn on value, he tells a vivid tale making his listener, me, imagine each detail in graphic clarity. More so, I like hearing his tales of gay sex. I swear, the imagery of those stories is far more graphic and I saw the impact on Jeff as his tales unfolded. I am Darrin, a mostly straight guy with a curious streak that I hope to explore with Jeff this afternoon. As much as Jeff felt the turn on telling his gay sex stories, I felt turned on listening. I told a couple stories of conquests overseas in my military years, yet they seemed tame compared to Jeff's. I did not hide that I enjoyed his stories. "Jeff," I whizzed through taking a hit on a joint, "your stories of gay sex turn me on. I notice you have the same effect on yourself." "God damn, Darrin, we are checking each other out!" Jeff took a deep hit from his joint and slowly blew it out. "Do you remember our sexual experiments that summer before we started high school?" "Oh hell yes! The truth is you were my first sex partner. I asked you if I could fuck your ass then with no ceremony, I plunged right in and came in seconds. I remember the shape of your ass, the warmth of your cheeks as my cock made contact. You felt great then, too bad I didn't know what I was doing to make it better for you." I took another hit on my joint as Jeff began talking. "Everyone thinks gays love taking it up the ass. I have to tell you, I am not a bottom, don't like having my ass played with. I do like being a top." Jeff hit his joint again. "Okay, then, Jeff, it is my turn." I looked directly into his eyes, watching for facial expression changes. "I am a curious bottom, Jeff. Would you fuck a curious, fat, hairy bear?" I noticed Jeff's eyes sparked although his facial expression did change much. We both took hits on our joints. I did not wait for an answer; I loosened my shoes and kicked them off. Then I opened my pants to pull them down. I was going commando and Jeff saw my hard hairless cock spring into view. "By the way, Jeff, I also like warm anal douches and cleaned my colon before you got here." I pulled my T-shirt over my head and off as I moved toward Jeff. "I think I owe you some bottom, Jeff." I knelt at his feet to remove his shoes then went after his pants, commando, as well. Jeff's cock is just what I remember, long and thick. "Jeff, I'm about to suck my first cock, I hope you enjoy it." "Holly fuck, Darrin, your serious," Jeff breathed as I stuck out my tongue tasting a cock for the first time. Then I engulfed his cock in my mouth bobbing up and down, my tongue concentrating on his sensitive glans. "Yes, Jeff, very fucking serious." I returned to my performance on his cock alternating sucking with licking his length and teasing his balls. As Jeff worked his hips against me, I prepared to drink a warm drink that was about to jet into my mouth. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming," Jeff called out. I slid my mouth off his cock just a little so I could capture all his warm cock cum. Then it happened, Jeff shot several warm gushes of his cum as his cock expanded and contracted with each blast. Jeff finished his cum as I held his cock and cum in my mouth, I needed to swallow but I did not want to release his cock. I kept my lips tight on Jeff's cock as I finally let it slip from my mouth. Jeff waited, watched my next move. With all the grace of swallowing my vitamins, I tilted my head back and swallowed. "You were not expecting that were you, Jeff?" "I don't know what to expect now." Jeff put a match to his joint and pulled hard on the smoke, I did the same. After a couple hits and our buzz renewed, I reached for a jar of butt-butter; Jeff's cock twitched springing back to life. With a liberal dose of butt-butter spread on and in my ass hole and all over Jeff's cock, I said with a nasty smile, "Be gentle Jeff, you are so big and hard, don't hurt me." I took a position on my knees, head on the floor. My ass exposed, lubed, and waiting. Jeff came up behind me, his cock touching my ass hole with only a slight pressure. "Do you want this, Darrin?" Jeff applied a little more pressure. I rocked back hard against him and took all his cock in one stroke. "Stop asking stupid fucking questions, fuck me." I gasped being filled completely with a real flesh cock attached to a person. Jeff began the ritual of in and out, not a fast and hard pace, but a good pace that kept pressure on my prostate milking it. "Holly shit, Darrin, you do like bottom. Your ass feels good, you have good ass muscle." "I know, I practice with dildos, just keep fucking me. This is going to be good for you and me." Jeff held my hips and pulled me against him with each stroke into me. He was hard and warm in my ass not cold and lifeless like a dildo. He was fucking me, not me fucking a dildo. He was moaning and crying along with my moans and cries. "On the floor, flat, like you fucked me. Spread your legs and take this cock." Jeff was driving his cock into me with all the force he could muster. My prostate swelled against his attack on my ass. Soon, I howled out as the pressure overcame me. I had a strong anal orgasm that forced semen to erupt from my cock. I was straining against Jeff's cock as he strained to keep buried in me. "Jeff, holly fuck, Jeff! That was fucking awesome. Shit, I stained the carpet with cum. Oh fuck that was awesome." As I relaxed from my orgasm, Jeff picked up his pace again swearing he would pump a quart of cum in my ass. "Now, Darrin, now! Feel it, my cum in your bowels." I did feel it, a warm flow of sperm and semen invading my ass, deep. Jeff's breathing became ragged as he pumped his load. With his orgasm subsiding, Jeff slumped over my back. "This is not a one-off, Darrin. We'll do this again." "...and again, and again," I panted. Jeff and I, and Linda Makes Three Jeff and I had been lovers for over two years entering our senior year in high school. I had a full-time girlfriend who insisted on saving her virginity for marriage. So in addition to the sex I was having with Jeff on a regular basis, I was also cheating on my girlfriend and having sex with as many females as I could. When Jeff and I bragged about our sexual conquests now, I was always telling the truth. My popularity continued to grow as Jeff retreated even further from the mainstream. He had dropped out of all extracurricular activities, and I continued to excel. My junior year I had made the All-Conference and All-State teams in football as both a running back and linebacker, and I was undefeated in wrestling, winning the state title in the 165 lb. weight class. I was also an All-Conference short stop on the baseball team. I had received a nomination to the Air Force Academy from my local Congressman, and my future looked bright. Jeff and I hadn't seen much of each other over the summer, only getting together for sex a few times. I still loved being with him, and our sex together was still incredible, but we were drifting further apart as he started hanging out with the druggies and I hung with the jocks. That first week of school I made a point to track him down, and found him smoking pot in the smoking area. I managed to draw him aside for a few minutes, and he told me his family was going to be out of town Labor Day weekend and invited me to stay with him. I readily agreed and told him I couldn't wait. The week passed slowly and I found myself rock hard whenever I thought about spending the weekend with Jeff. I knew I wasn't gay by that point, but I still had no idea what bisexual meant. I still suffered from a twinge of guilt whenever Jeff and I had sex, but it didn't affect me nearly as much as it had when we first started our relationship. And I was getting laid by beautiful girls on a regular basis, so I knew I was at least somewhat normal. The weekend finally arrived. After football practice I showered and drove to Jeff's house. Five minutes after I arrived we were in bed and I was doing my best to swallow every inch of his big cock. Jeff came twice in my mouth and once in my ass that night, and I came once in his mouth and once in his ass. The next day we spent the day naked, fucking when either of us grew horny. We also smoked a lot of pot and drank a case of beer during the course of the day. That night we had more incredible sex, and fell asleep wrapped in each other's arms. Sunday morning we slept late, showered together, and after breakfast we went down to the basement game room to smoke some more pot and play some pool. After a couple of games Jeff was bent over the table lining up his shot. His ass looked so inviting I knelt behind him and began tonguing him. One thing led to another, and soon I was bent over the pool table and Jeff was fucking me hard. Just as Jeff cried out and started filling my ass with his warm cum, the basement door opened and Jeff's cousin Linda walked in. I didn't see her because I had my head down on my arms as Jeff's cum splashed deep inside me, but I looked up quickly when I heard her exclaim, "OH MY GOD! What the fuck are you doing?" Linda was a year older than Jeff and I, having graduated the year before. She had been madly in love with me for several years, and we had fooled around a little when I knew no one would ever find out. Linda was not a very attractive girl, but she had lots of potential. She had shoulder-length strawberry blond hair and the most incredibly white skin I had ever seen. She was a little bit overweight, but the two times I had seen her semi-undressed I had been very turned on by her small breasts and creamy white skin. Linda and I had made out several times, and on a couple of memorable occasions she had given me hand jobs. Once when I thought I was going to have sex with her she got cold feet after stripping down to her panties, and I had to be content with another hand job. Jeff pulled out, spraying his warm cum all over my back and ass. I stood up and looked at Linda dumbfounded. She was staring at my hard cock which was dripping pre-cum but she had an almost terrified look on her face. Jeff began to whimper and backed further away. I didn't take my eyes off of Linda as she continued to stare at the two of us. I tried a smile and said, "Hi Linda." "What the fuck?" Was her response. Linda moved over to the couch and practically fell back onto it. I stayed where I was, but glanced back at Jeff to see him curled in a fetal position against the back wall. He was mumbling something that I couldn't make out and I knew I was on my own. "Linda, "I began, "I know this looks bad..." "BAD?" She interrupted me, practically screaming. "It's terrible. My cousin being a queer is bad enough. But you, too? I wanted to give up my virginity to you, and you turn out to be a fucking faggot!" She was making me angry and I raised my voice as well. "Just knock that shit off, Linda," I yelled back at her. "Jeff and I are not faggots." "You're not? She continued. "Well, what the fuck was that? I'm pretty sure my cousin was fucking you in the ass when I walked in here. I'm pretty sure that makes you both queer!" She had a point, but I managed to mumble "We like girls too." "Yeah, right!" Linda sneered at me. "I bet you've never fucked a girl. Does that pretty cheerleader girlfriend know you like it up the ass? I bet she doesn't. I bet your jock friends don't know either." "I have fucked a girl before," I shot back. "More than one." "Yeah, right. I find that hard to believe the way you were enjoying Jeff's cock up your ass." I was getting really pissed at that point. I reminded her that she and I had fooled around some, and that I would have fucked her if she hadn't backed out at the last second. That shut her up for a few seconds, but she soon went back on the attack. "I bet you wouldn't have fucked me even if I had wanted too," she said. "If I had taken my panties off and spread my legs for you I bet you would have come up with some excuse not to fuck me. Queers don't have sex with girls. I bet you rushed back here to Jeff and had sex with him that night." I had, as a matter of fact, but I wasn't going to tell her that. "So what now?" I asked. "What now?" She sneered. "Maybe I'll just tell your little girlfriend and all your jock friends what a fag you are." "They wouldn't believe you," I bluffed. The truth was I didn't know what they would believe. High school kids can be incredibly mean, and even the hint of a scandal could be a disaster. Jeff's whimpering intensified as Linda threatened to tell our well-kept secret. "You don't think so?" Linda asked. "Well, I guess we'll just have to see." Linda stood up and moved toward the door. My anger overcame me, and I ran around the table and grabbed her arm. "Let go of me you fucking homo!" Linda screamed at me, and I lost my temper. "I'm not a fucking homo!" I screamed back as I drew back my arm and punched her square on the chin. Linda's eyes glazed over and her knees buckled. I caught her under the arms and dragged her over to the pool table, throwing her on top of it on her back. I was in a frenzy as I unbuttoned her jeans and yanked them off. Linda was in a daze and I worked fast, tearing her panties in my haste to remove them. When I had her naked from the waist down, I spread her legs wide and pulled her towards me so her ass was on the edge of the pool table. My cock, which had wilted when Linda first entered the room, was once again rock hard and I pushed it against her pussy. Linda was still dazed but she knew what I was doing. Her eyes opened wide and she managed to cry out "NO!" and feebly tried to push me away. But I was not going to be stopped. I pushed forward roughly and my cock slid inside her pussy on the second attempt. Linda cried out in pain as I penetrated her virgin pussy and I grunted with pleasure and pushed all the way in. Surprisingly, her pussy was a little moist, and combined with her blood and my pre-cum, she was very well lubricated as soon as I began fucking her. Linda was still trying to push me away, occasionally slapping at my face and chest and trying hard to squeeze her legs tightly together to stop my thrusting. I slapped her hands away and fucked her hard for several minutes and I cried out as I came deep inside her. Linda had stopped fighting me by then and tears leaked out of her tightly closed eyes. Her eyes snapped open again when she heard me say "Jeff, get over here." Jeff had watched in fascination as I fucked his cousin. When I called his name he looked at me and didn't move. "Come on man," I called him again. "Your turn." "NO!" Lynn screamed. "No fucking way!" Jeff finally stood up. His beautiful cock was rapidly stiffening. "Why not?" He asked her as he moved beside me. "We're cousins, you stupid shit!" Lynn screamed at him. "Show her you're not a queer," I urged. "I'm not a queer, Linda," Jeff said as he took my place between his cousin's legs. I moved around the pool table and grabbed Linda by the wrists, pulling her arms back so she couldn't strike Jeff. Linda was whimpering and begging Jeff not to fuck her, but he moved forward and plunged his big cock deep inside her. "Oh my god!" Jeff cried as his cock slid deep inside his cousin's pussy. "It's so wet!" Linda whimpered again and closed her eyes tight as Jeff began thrusting into her. I leaned forward and kissed her on the lips, but she did not respond. I knew what we were doing to her was wrong, but at that moment I found myself wanting her to enjoy it. I began showering kisses on her face, neck, and ears. After a few minutes she parted her lips when I kissed her and kissed me back. I slid my tongue inside her mouth and she responded. I let go of one of her wrists and reached for her erect nipple, and she moaned with pleasure when I tweaked it. She was actually starting to enjoy it! As I kissed her I looked up at Jeff and he was smiling at me as he slid his hard cock in and out of his cousin. Linda had also begun to respond to him as she raised her hips to meet his thrusts. She wrapped her legs around him and began to moan with pleasure. "Am I queer Linda?" Jeff asked as he pounded into her. I removed my lips from hers so she could respond. "No," she breathed, "you're not." Jeff cried out as he came inside Linda's pussy. Linda was kissing me hard again and wrapped her arms around my head as Jeff came inside her. I kissed her until Jeff pulled out of her and backed away. I moved around until I was between her legs again and stared at her pretty pussy. As I watched, Jeff's cum began to ooze out of her. I decided right then that I wanted to eat her pussy, so I leaned forward and licked Jeff's cum before it could fall to the floor. Linda cried out as my lips touched her pussy, and she moaned with pleasure when I kissed her down there. Then I slipped my tongue inside her and she cried out again. It tasted incredible! I was licking her pussy juices combined with my and Jeff's cum. I had never tasting anything like it and I wanted Jeff to experience it as well. I called to him and when he knelt beside me I invited him to taste. Jeff leaned forward and tentatively licked at Linda's pussy, and when I told him to get his tongue in there he did. When he pulled his head back he had an amazed look on his face, and we both agreed it was the best taste in the world. We then took turns eating Linda's pussy, licking her clean. Linda didn't move, even though we were no longer holding her down. When we had cleaned our cum out of her pussy, I told Jeff to go stick his cock in her mouth while I ate her pussy some more. Jeff thought that was an excellent idea, and he crawled up on the pool table and placed his cock against Linda's lips. To our surprise, she opened her mouth and Jeff slid his still-erect cock between her lips. I smiled at Jeff and buried my face in Linda's delicious pussy. I licked her pussy inside and out, and when she cried out when I flicked my tongue over her clit, I focused more attention on that little bud. I ran my tongue all around it and flicked it rapidly over her clit and Linda wrapped her legs around my head and came with a loud scream. I had never been with a girl who had an orgasm before and Jeff and I both thought we had somehow hurt her. We both stopped what we were doing as she grunted and screamed as the orgasm slowly subsided. Linda assured us that we had not hurt her, and practically begged us to keep going. Jeff put his cock back in her mouth and I ate her pussy some more, giving her another three orgasms in rapid succession. Jeff came in her mouth shortly after that, and I was rock hard and ready to fuck her again. Jeff's cock was limp and he sat back and watched as I stood up and slipped my cock inside his cousin again. Linda was a willing participant this time and she wrapped her legs around my waist and met my thrusts. I fucked her for a long time, and she had a couple of orgasms before I once again came inside her. I crawled up on the pool table next to her and draped an arm across her waist. I kissed her on the lips and we exchanged tongue as Jeff lay down next to her on the other side. She kissed him as well and the three of us fell asleep with our arms around each other. I woke up about an hour later. Linda and Jeff were still sleeping, but Linda came awake as I slipped a finger inside her still wet pussy. We made out for awhile, and Jeff woke up and joined in as well. Linda knew what she wanted and soon took charge and began directing the action. She had Jeff lay back on the couch and then straddled him, taking his cock deep inside her pussy. Then she lay back on top of Jeff and told me to eat her pussy while Jeff fucked her. I looked down to where Jeff's cock was buried deep inside her and thought that was an excellent idea. I dropped to my knees and watched mesmerized as Linda's pussy slid up and down on Jeff's cock, then bent forward and licked Linda's clit. She moaned with pleasure and had the first of many orgasms. I took Jeff's balls in my hand and squeezed gently as I flicked my tongue rapidly over Linda's clit. A few minutes later Jeff grunted that he was about to come, and Linda lifted her pussy off of his cock and ordered me to finish him off. She watched as I took his cock in my mouth and stroked him twice before he spurted down my throat. Linda watched with absolute lust in her eyes as I drained Jeff and then she ordered me to fuck her. She lay back, still on top of Jeff, and I moved forward and slid my cock inside her. I came deep inside her several minutes later as she had her own orgasm. Linda spent that night and most of Labor Day with Jeff and I and we tried everything any of us could think of. Linda was insatiable, and was occasionally very impatient as she waited for Jeff and me to recover. Linda wanted to be fucked in the ass and pussy at the same time, so we tried several positions until we figured out which one worked best. To this day I still consider that weekend one of the best of my life. I began seeing Linda on a regular basis after that weekend, even though I still had a steady girlfriend. Linda seemed to be satisfied with our arrangement which usually meant after I had been out with my girlfriend dry-humping and making out with her I went by Linda's apartment and she fucked my brains out. Jeff, Linda, and I had threesome sex several more times during that incredible year, and the sex just kept getting better. I continued to have sex with Jeff whenever I could, but as the year went by we were able to get together less frequently. I had sex with Jeff for the last time about a week before we graduated, and we went our separate ways after that. I continued seeing Linda until the day I went into the Air Force later that year. We kept in touch by mail most of the time I was in the military, but we never had sex again. The threesomes I had with Jeff and Linda that year established the foundation of my future sexual needs, and I had many MMF threesomes in the years prior to my marriage.