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Jenn

By: WhitePython



I have been working for a small company for a little over a year and a half, and for the whole time I have been working there this one girl, Jennifer, has been bitching about her husband and what a jerk he is. Well, about a month ago I heard her say to one of our other co-workers that they had gotten separated and that he wasn't living in the house. Jennifer is a nice looking girl, with a sexy body, but she is definitely a little uptight. I actually know her husband from going to high school with him, and I'm guessing, from what I know of her and what I know of him, that their sex life was probably pretty "plain vanilla." I have often looked at her in a skirt or tight dress pants and thought about the things I could teach her. 

A week or so after I heard that Jennifer had split with her husband, a bunch of us decided to get some drinks one Friday after work. In the past, she would never join us, but now that she was single I playfully encouraged her to join us, suggesting "you never know what could happen" and she fortunately decided to join us. 

When we got to the bar I made sure we ended up sitting next to each other. We had a chance to make more small talk that one night that we had probably made in most of the time we had worked together. 

After an hour or so most of our co-workers were ready to head home and so I asked Jenn where she was parked and offered to walk her to her car. We got to her car and she hit the remote unlock button on her car keys and so I was able to open her door for her. She smiled as I did this and made a comment about it being a long time since anyone had held a door for her. I stood in front of the car door so we would be close together as she climbed in. She stood and looked at me and smiled, and thanked me for being so nice. I said "You're welcome" and we stood for a moment in awkward silence before I decided to try to kiss her. 

I leaned in and at first she moved her head backwards but then she stopped and let me kiss her on the lips. I kissed her softly and said goodnight. I then stepped out of the way and let her get into the car, but as I did she held my hand. I turned and we were face to face again and this time she kissed me. At first it was a gentle kiss, the way I had kissed her, but then I put my arm around her and we began to kiss more passionately. This went on for a moment before she pulled away. I kept my arm around her and we looked at each other for a moment before she whispered "We should go somewhere.." 

My heart raced as I thought about the potential before me, but I wasn't sure how to respond. My apartment was much closer than her house and so I said "Come home with me.." I waited for a moment, hoping her response would be agreement, and I knew it was when she took my hand in hers and closed her car door. 

We walked silently, hand in hand, to my car and climbed in. The radio was on and so we made small talk about the music playing while we drove to my apartment. Once we got inside I offered her something to drink but she declined. She walked into my small living room and I could tell she felt awkward -- and so did I. I gave her the "tour" of the living room and then sat on my couch, hoping that would entice her to join me. She spent a moment looking at the photos on my wall before sitting down next to me. 

I put my hand on her leg and said something stupid like "what do you think of my place.." but she laughed which helped me relax a bit and so I took her hand and held it. As I did she leaned towards me and we began to kiss again. 

I wanted to rip her clothes off and get a look at her beautiful body, but I knew that I needed to make slow love to her, and enjoy every inch of her body, in a way I'm sure she had not experienced in a long time. 

We kissed for a while and our hands slowly explored each other. I carefully pulled her blouse out from her waist and ran my hand softly inside and slowly up her stomach. She took a deep breath in as I did this, so I lifted my hand and placed it on her right breast. I ran my hand back down her stomach and to her legs, and then brought my hand inside her skirt and caressed her legs with a light touch of my fingers. 

Next I moved my hand near hear warm pussy and felt the dampness in her panties. I gently glided my hand across her panties and felt her shudder a little as I did. 

We continued to kiss deeply as I rubbed her legs with my hands a little harder. She then began to rub my chest with her hand before bringing her hand down to my pants. 

I then brought my hand out from underneath her skirt and unbuttoned her blouse. She sat up and let me remove her blouse and then I kissed my way down her neck to her lovely breasts. I slid the straps of her bra off her should and unbuttoned the front of her bra, removing it. 

I licked and nibbled her soft flesh and she sat back on the couch enjoy the attention I was paying to her body. 

I continued to kiss and lick her upper body as I used my hand to find the zipper on her skirt and pulled it down. It slid off easily from her legs, revealing her white cotton panties. I moved my mouth down her stomach and smelled her beautiful scent before sliding down her panties. She held her legs together, allowing me to easily remove her panties. 

I than ran my hands insider her legs and then slowly parted them, revealing her nicely trimmed pussy. 

I teased her with my tongue before sliding two fingers insider her hot wet whole. She moaned loudly as I did this. I slowly fingered her and she moaned softly as I did. I then began to lick her clit and gentle nibble on it. She put her hands on my head, pressing me into her sweet pussy. I could feel her getting wetter and wetter as I fucked her with my fingers harder and harder. I continued to nibble on her clit as I fingered her and her moans became louder and in time with my fingering. 

I then began to flick her clit with my thumb as I put my tongue inside her, and she buckled under me, moaning more and more. The juices from her pussy were dropping down toward her sweet anus and so I lifted her legs up and rested them on my shoulder and darted my tongue around her anus as I continued to finger her pussy. She seemed to like this and so I moved my thumb from her clit and slowly put it on the edge of her anus. She did not object, and so I darted my tongue insider her puckered ass and tasted her sweet pussy juices. I then pushed my thumb insider her anus and she moaned even louder and then began to buckle wildly as she orgasmed with a final high pitched moan. 

I continued to finger her pussy and her anus as she trembled through another small orgasm and then I heard her breathing slow a bit and so I stopped my sensuous assault on her pussy and anus. 

I then looked at her and her face was flush and she has a big smile on her face and her eyes were closed. 

She finally opened her eyes and looked at me, still breathing heavily and said, simple "Wow.." 

I sat on the couch next to her and we kissed a little more and then she whispered "your turn.." 

She unzipped my pants and pulled them off, revealing my hard cock bulging out of my boxers. She smiled as she looked at it and licked it like an ice cream cone before removing my boxers. As she was doing that I took off my shirt and sat naked on my couch. 

She took my cock in her hand and stroked it up and down a few times before licking all around it. She then licked my balls and took them partially into her mouth. She then worked her tongue back up my cock before taking it inside her mouth. 

I watched as she bobbed her mouth up and down on my cock and swirled her tongue around it. She would alternate between licking and sucking it and would tease the tip of my dick with her tongue. She certainly seemed to know how to suck dick! 

She worked my hard cock with reckless abandon, bringing me closer and closer to orgasm. 

I watched as she sucked my cock and brought it deeper and deeper into her throat and as she sensed my building orgasm she tightened her grip around my stiff cock. She stroked her hand up and down, faster and faster as the sensation built deep within me. She continued to lick my cock as I felt my orgasm nearing and then she put my dick insider her mouth and squeezed my dick one final time, sending me over the edge. I grabbed her head and fuck her mouth as I came hard and deep insider her. She kept her hand around my cock and swallowed all my hot juice. 

As I trembled on the couch she licked me clean and then kiss her way up my body and sat next to me on the couch. We began to kiss again and I suggested to her that we go into my bedroom, but she just looked at me and said "but then you'd have nothing to look forward to next time.."

Jenn



You've come to Boston for something work-related. The exact details are lost to me, as I'm so excited by the thought of finally being with you that I can barely pay attention to anything else. Luckily, I manage to remember the name of your hotel and meet you in the lobby Friday evening. I've told my wife that a friend was in town for a couple of days and I would be out all night. Not a lie, exactly, so my conscious is relatively clear... 

You give me a friendly hug and we head into the hotel bar. One drink leads to another and another as we chat for quite some time. About life, our significant others, children, work, etc. We both know why we're here, but we don't want to rush into anything. Our conversation at the bar helps build a level of comfort which will only enhance what happens later. It also allows the anticipation to grow until both of us are half-crazed with desire. Drinking, chatting, flirting, we both know what's coming, but we don't want to ruin the moment by talking about it directly or moving too quickly. Lingering touches... your coy laughter... longing glances... a hand on your knee under the table... 

Finally, the moment seems right and you take my hand, without a word, and lead me to the elevator. Our silence continues within as another couple also enters and stands in the front. We maintain a discreet distance from each other as the doors close, together but not obviously "together." The other couple exits the elevator several floors below yours, giving us the opportunity to paw each other passionately while we're alone. I hold your face in both hands as our lips finally meet, but your hands are exploring my body with a ferocity which only increases my desire for you. I'm surprised to feel your hand squeeze my hardening cock through the fabric of my pants. Unable to help myself, I pause kissing you and let out a low groan as you squeeze hard, making your own hunger obvious. My eyes open to find your starring right back at me, the tip of your tongue slowly tracing the line of your upper lip as your hand continues to massage my tool. About to lose all control, I pull your head back toward mine and kiss you even more passionately than before. I push you up against the rear wall, thankful that this is a very tall building with a very slow elevator, and let the growing heat between your own legs feel my firmness. We continue in this position, grinding into each other with abandon, your hands on my ass pulling me tight against you, until we hear the ding of the elevator announce our arrival at your floor.

Exposed to the world in the hallway, we try to casually make our way to your room, like one friend just making sure the other gets back to her room OK after having a few too many. The energy between us could spark a fire, but we manage to keep our hands off each other until we arrive outside the room. As you turn to unlock the door, I grab you from behind, nuzzling into the back of your neck with my lips as my arms wrap around you. My hands paw madly at your breasts as I nibble gently on the smooth flesh where your shoulder meets your neck, savoring the salty taste of your sweat. We no longer care that we're still exposed to the world in that hallway. Your left hand grabs the back of my head and pushes it harder into you, your head thrown backwards as your breath escapes you. Your right hand grabs mine, which is squeezing your breast, the nipple hard and obvious even through your dress and your bra. My left hand slowly moves its way down your body, getting closer and closer to where I've been dying to touch you all night. I'm pulling your dress up slowly as the door lock clicks, you turn the handle, and we disappear into the room as one, tangled together and lost in the passion.

Our kisses continue as we make quick work of our clothes, our desire far outweighing any thought of a slow reveal. You practically rip my shirt off and begin to kiss my chest. While your hands start to work my belt, I bring your face back up to mine and find the zipper on the back of your dress, pulling it down smoothly. Your dress falls from your shoulders and lands in a pile at your feet. I push you away to take you in, appreciating the beauty of your curves, wanting you even more. My hands are on your hips and I slide them up the smoothness of your back until they find your bra. I kiss hard into your neck as I undo the hooks and push the straps off your shoulders. Your breasts stand revealed and I pause again to take in their majesty. Your nipples are hard and enflamed and I feel them press into me as I pull you close.

I leave your panties on, wanting to leave something to look forward to a little later. You, however, have made quick work of my belt and the button of my pants. You slide down the zipper and then slip in your right hand. I groan again as your fingers encircle my shaft and squeeze gently. You begin to pull on my cock with ever-increasing speed as we continue to stand kissing just inside the hotel room. I can feel my passion beginning to peak just as you release my cock and slide your hands around my ass to push my pants to the floor. I stand totally naked before you, my erection crushing up against the silk of your panties as you continue to hold my ass and pull me tightly against your body. 

I want you right there, at that moment, more than I have ever wanted any woman in my entire life. I want to throw you on the bed, tear off your panties, and sink my cock deep into your wet and willing pussy. I want to hear your soft groans build to passionate wails as we fuck with wild abandon. I want to hear you scream my name as I gasp yours. I want to feel your body grow tense under mine, shuddering with pleasure as I bring you to orgasm at the same time I explode within you, your legs wrapped tightly around me, not wanting to ever let me go. Right then and right there, I want to be inside you... but you have other ideas.

Instead of the bed, you have me sit down in the desk chair. I try to pull you toward me, but you walk away toward your luggage. I'm confused at first, but my confusion turns to desire as you remove several black silk ties from your bag. I grow even harder as I notice they match perfectly the fabric of your panties. I can't help but smile as you slowly approach me, and you smile back, obviously looking forward to what is to come.

You lean down and kiss me lightly, just once, then you begin to tie my wrist to the arm of the chair without a word. I start to speak, but you put a finger on my lips to quiet me. As you tie my other wrist to the chair, your breasts hang tantalizingly close to my face. I lean in and gently kiss your left nipple. You don't pull it away, so I bury my face deeper, flicking the nipple with my tongue before sucking on it hard. Done restraining my arms, you pull my head against your breast and throw your head back in pleasure as I continue to work your nipple with my tongue. You shift to the other side so I can do the same to your right nipple as well, and I lick and suck it until it has grown rock hard and hot in my mouth.

I want more, but you pull away from me and slowly drop to the ground. I look down to see you gently lick the tip of my cock just once before moving down lower to tie my legs to the chair. The silk ties dig deep into my ankles as you bind me tightly, but it only adds to the erotic sensations of the moment. My arms and legs tightly bound, I think you are finished restraining me, but then I notice one more tie in your hands. You let it drift along my body as you slowly walk behind me. For a moment, I feel the silkiness rub against my balls and shaft and I almost cum right there. You stand behind me, out of sight, and I wonder what exactly you plan to do next.

You kiss my ear from behind as I feel the silk tie slide against my neck. A charge goes through my body and I gasp as you pull it slightly against my throat. Your lips move down to my neck, as well, and I feel you suck hard, sure to leave a mark, but neither of us giving a damn. For a moment, the silk gets tight around my neck, but then it loosens before you slide it up past my chin and into my mouth. You tie it tightly behind my head and the feel of the silk on my tongue only feeds my desire for you. I can't move and I can't speak, but my desire for you is obvious.

You stand in front of me, the very definition of sexy, in just your panties. My eyes take you in, every beautiful inch of your body, as you slowly approach me. I have no idea what to expect, but I don't care. I am lost in the passion of the moment, never having experienced anything nearly as erotic as this. You press your naked torso against mine and bury your head into the side of my neck once again. I feel the heat of your nipples against my chest and I throw my head back in pleasure. Your fingernails scratch parallel red lines into both my shoulders and down my chest. The pain is slight, but just enough to send another sensual charge deep through my body. I feel your teeth scraping rough against the skin of my neck while your left hand slowly works its way down into my lap and I bite down hard on the tie in my mouth, crazy with pleasure. 

Your hand brushes lightly against my cock and continues down to my thigh. Your hand reaches just above my knee and then I feel your nails scrape back up along my inner thigh. You lift your head from my neck and bury my face in your breasts as your fingers close around my balls. You continue to smother me with your amazing tits as you massage my sack, increasing the tightness of your grip until you hear me moan with pleasure. You push my head back and look deep in my eyes, your left hand still holding me firmly. Slowly you slide off me and move down toward my cock. You kneel in front of my bound body, never letting your gaze leave mine as your right hand gently starts to rub up and down the length of my shaft.

You give me another smile before moving your face down past my cock to playfully flick your tongue against my balls, our passionate stare continuing unabated. Finally, I can't maintain it any longer and I close my eyes and throw my head back, lost in pleasure, as you slide your tongue up the length of my member. My wrists pull tightly against the restraints as you sink your mouth down around my cock. I want to hold your head as you work up and down my shaft, your lips soft against my flesh, driving me wild. I want to run my fingers through your hair as you continue your work, but you've tied me very well and I can do nothing but watch, nearly exploding with desire.

Your right hand rubs along my inner thigh while your left closes around the base of my cock, sliding and twisting along the length of it as your mouth works the tip. I've never experienced anything like it. Your enthusiasm and skill outshines anything I've experienced at home. You moan as you continue to work my cock and I continue to bite down hard against the silk in my mouth. Finally, lost in the combination of sensations, my pleasure builds to its inevitable climax. You can feel it coming as my balls tighten and my cock grows even thicker with the impending release. Not sure what to expect, I am thrilled as you once again show me pleasures foreign to my marital life, squeezing your hand tighter and burying your mouth deeper as I begin to cum. My seed flows quickly and heavily, but your mouth never lets go. You swallow my hot release, squeezing tightly to make sure you've drained me of every drop. I gasp and pull roughly against my restraints, wanting to hold your head in my hands as you finish your sensual task.

Finished, I try to catch my breath as you bring your face back near mine. Your hands reach behind my head to untie my gag, and I gasp deeply as it is removed. You just give me another sly smile and ask, "Did you enjoy that?"

"You... are... amazing," is all I can manage to say between ragged breaths. You smile and kiss me deeply, loosening the straps binding my wrists. I quickly grab your face as soon as I am able, kissing you desperately and passionately. The red lines on my wrists only re-ignite my passion and I kiss you even harder. But you pull away, and lie down on the bed, leaving me to untie my own legs before I can join you. You laugh at my obvious desire as I scramble clumsily to free myself. The laughter is incredibly sexy and only serves to make me want you even more.

I approach you on the bed, and you reach up to pull me against you. You want me in you. My cock is still hard, ready to go again, and you want it. Your pussy is wet and has been for quiet some time now. It needs me. It needs to feel every inch of me slide into its silky embrace. Your clit is enflamed with the heat of our passion and longs to feel my body pushing hard against it. You want to fuck me more than you've ever wanted to fuck anyone in your entire life. You need me in you NOW, but I resist, because I have other ideas. That's when you notice the silk ties are in my hand and now it's your turn.

I ask you to roll over on your stomach and you comply without hesitation. I start where you had finished, slipping one of the silken ties in your mouth and tying it behind your head. I quickly add another, blindfolding you. I lean in close behind you and whisper in your ear. "Do you trust me?" I ask. Unable to talk with the gag in your mouth, you make a tiny noise like a scared kitten, but nod yes.

I gently kiss your back and slide down the length of your body until my lips meet the soft indent at the small of your back, just above the top of your panties. I kiss you there once more before running my tongue gently up your spine, ending with a kiss at the base of your neck. I then take one of the silk ties and knot it around your right wrist. Still lying on your stomach, you're not sure what to expect, but you don't resist as I pull your right arm back and reach for your left as well. Using the same silk cord already tight around your right arm, I bind your wrists together behind your back and stare at you for a moment as you lay there gagged and partially-bound. Your vulnerability excites me and I run my hands down to remove your panties. You are unable to resist as I slide them slowly off and throw them on the floor. I can feel traces of your wetness from them clinging to my fingers and that only serves to turn me on even more.

You lay there, twisting slightly, unable to see what I am doing behind you. I marvel at your beautiful ass for a while, rubbing my hands on the soft flesh of each cheek, before sliding the fingers of my left hand between your thighs. I can feel the heat coming from your cunt as my fingers brush up against your soft pubes. I slide a finger against the wetness and massage your labia, enjoying the feel of your sex. I let my touch tantalize you for a moment more, sinking my middle finger into you just slightly before removing my hand and rolling you onto your back. 

You struggle a little to get comfortable with your hands bound behind your back, but you soon forget that as my hand slides once again up between your legs. My other hand plays with your tits and I kiss your stomach as I continue to work your mound. First one finger, then another, and eventually another slip into you. My palm is pressed hard against the top of your opening as my fingers explore your depths. Your clit appreciates the pressure and I feel you press your hips up in response. Slowly, I trace my kisses down your stomach toward your cunt, positioning myself between your legs as you writhe bound on the bed, soft groans escaping past the gag in your mouth.

My fingers continue to explore your depths as I leave a trail of kisses along your inner thigh. More gasps leave your mouth as my tongue finds its way to the waiting heat of your folds. I gently work the tip into your moistness until I find the waiting bump hidden within. Your taste drives me mad with desire and I press my tongue in harder, still working my fingers deep into your cunt. I can feel your body start to grow rigid as the power of the experience overwhelms you. You wrap one leg around my shoulder, pushing yourself up harder toward my face. Soon the other leg is draped around my head as well, as you give in completely, lost in the flood of sensations you are feeling, from both my tongue and from the silk ties binding your arms behind you. Unable to hold my head with your hands, your thighs tighten against the sides of my head as I continue licking and sucking.

Suddenly your body arches, pulling tightly against the restraints as a wave of pleasure washes over you. A soft moan escapes your lips as I bury my face deeper into your soft mound. I give you one final deep lap of my tongue as your orgasm peaks and you crash back down to the surface of the bed. You're short of breath, clenching the silk gag in your teeth. 

You try to catch your breath, but your climax has driven me crazy with the need to be inside you. Immediately. I long for the soft velvet feel of our joined sex and I know in my heart you feel the same. I flip you over onto your stomach, needing to fuck you hard, lost in my own passion and spurred on by your apparent helplessness. I practically force myself in between your legs and slide my cock into your wet, waiting pussy, fucking you hard against the bed. You grit your teeth against the fabric and groan as I sink deep into you. It may not look like it, but you are in total control. You've brought me to this state and you know what to do. You push your ass hard up against me and I sink even deeper into you. You twist your head so I can see to fire in your face as I continue to thrust wildly into you from above. It doesn't take long for my second orgasm of the night to arrive and I fill your cunt with my cum, pushing deeper with every pulse of my release. I collapse against you, my breath hot on your neck, and I thank you quietly and meekly. 

But you aren't having any of that. Not at all. You use your shoulders to push me off of you and you twist yourself on top of me. Your legs straddle me and the sight of your naked body above mine causes my cock to quickly stiffen yet again. I reach down between us to guide it back into your waiting pussy. Your hands still behind you, your eyes still covered, and your mouth still gagged, you nevertheless grind your hips down, taking me deep. My hands grab your hips and assist with your motion, keeping you balanced as our pleasure grows.

The sound of your sweet ass slapping against my thighs drives me almost as wild as the soft warmth of your wet pussy sliding up and down my hardened shaft. You continue to work your hips and I keep pushing against you to maintain almost constant contact with your clit. I can tell you're enjoying this position as much as I am by the way your body starts to tremble and your breath increases in intensity. By the time you throw your head back and start to cum, I can no longer contain my own release and I join you in ecstacy. I push up deep within you as my orgasm begins. You arch your back and let out a muffled scream as the pleasures explodes within you.

Spent, you crash down upon me and I hold you tightly to me, keeping my slowly-dwindling erection within you. I untie your hands and loosen your gag so we can once again kiss deeply and slowly. You hug me hard and kiss my cheek before whispering a breathless "Oh my God" in my ear. I just smile, remove your blindfold to look deep into your beautiful eyes, and kiss you softly on the lips one more time.

You slowly slide off to my side and we sleep the rest of the night in each other's arms. In the morning, we make love again in the shower before I have to leave to head back home to my wife. I promise that I will return again that evening, for one more night of ecstasy before you need to head back to your own life. We kiss once more as I'm heading toward the door, deeply and slowly. I feel the heat growing inside me again, but my wife is expecting me home soon, so I push away and let the door close behind me.



Jenn



Beautiful, that was what she called me. I knew I was a good looking guy but guys are not beautiful. I was not beautiful. I did understand that I was not handsome in the normal meaning of the word. I also knew most guys that looked like me were gay and those guys were gorgeous. I was gay.

She was my best friend Jenn, a cute bundle of energy and my work station mate. We worked at a business law office with perhaps fifty others but as with most places like that we knew maybe nine and we were the only ones the other knew well.

We only saw each other at work, we did not socialize. She had a partner and I had a partner. Well, I no longer had a partner, one evening he became physically abusive and I ended up breaking his jaw and a couple or ribs when I fought back.

He could not live with the fact that his pretty boy had beaten the crap out of him and left.

I had become disillusioned with him anyway, we had little in common. We had met at a bar and the sex was good. We should have left it as that.

The problem was that I had purchased season tickets to the symphony, the opera, the show venue, and the ball park for two, one for him. I had purchased tickets that since I learned I could afford to do so but that year was the first I had bought two tickets for each performance. All together they added up to over a thousand dollars a year. Fortunately I could get them from different paychecks.

None were full season tickets. Eight were to the ballpark, six to the symphony, four each to the opera and show venues. My schedule was full in May and September but the rest of the year I only had one or two events a month or so.

I decided that I wanted company for the next show which would be Spamalot so I asked Jenn to suggest someone I could take with me.

"What happened to Carl?"

"He has been history for a while."

"Oh, sorry, I guess."

"Don't be."

"When is the show?"

"This Saturday."

"I'm free."

"What happened to Crystal?"

"History. She stole from me."

"Ugh, very sorry. In that case I get to learn where you live."

"Follow me home after work today. I will feed you dinner."

"Deal. Have you finished uploading the new numbers?"

"Yes, they are ready."

"Thanks."

After work I was very surprised to see we lived in the same neighborhood of town homes. Hers was a bit smaller than mine and did not have a patio but the place looked like it was decorated by a pro.

"Did you hire somebody to do your place?"

"No, Crystal and I did this. We fought every step of the way but were astounded by how well it turned out. Shrimp linguini in garlic butter sauce OK?"

"Sound delicious."

"I will put them in the oven then go change. Go ahead and snoop around until I get back."

I was looking at a photo album titled Girlfriends and had stopped at a photo of five women exposing their bare ass to the camera.

"Those are sorority sisters, we were at a party and decided to leave, we were saying goodbye."

"Didn't like the party?"

"No, a bunch of snobs. I'm surprised I didn't see you there. Dinner is ready."

"Wait, which one is you?"

"Guess."

I left the album open to the photo and followed her to the table. That was when I noticed all she wore was a t-shirt. Her ass and tits enjoyed their freedom and were celebrating. I enjoyed their freedom too.

Dinner was fabulous and I demanded she give me her recipe but she wouldn't. I threatened her with bodily injury and she stuck her tongue out at me. I assumed a threatening kung fu stance and she walked right through it and embraced me.

"Thanks for keeping me company for dinner, it has been lonely for me in here. If you don't mind I could cook dinner for you every Wednesday night."

"Thank you but no. Every other Wednesday night would be good. Next Wednesday dinner will be at my place. You can walk to it from here you know."

"Where do you live?"

"F-14."

"Wow you are right. I can come home and change first. You have a deal."

She kissed me, it was just a quick kiss that meant we had an agreement but it was nice.

The drive from my place to hers was probably too long to walk but if she went out her door to the commons area she just needed to walk past one building to get to my home. Five minutes tops.

"I can't believe we could have been bothering each other at home for years and never knew it," she said.

I gave her my best withering stare that made her giggle.

"Any TV shows you like on Wednesday?"

"No, I watch TV only on Tuesdays and Thursdays. On Sundays I watch football. The rest of the time I'm listening to music as I stare at my aquarium."

"How big is it?"

"Thats a rather personal question isn't it?"

She paused confused for a moment then punched my arm before bursting into giggles. She would like Spamalot.

"Oh, did you mean my aquarium? That is a hundred and fifty gallons. It's a marine tank."

"I will be parking myself in front of it next week. Wait, what kind of music do you play?"

"Classical mostly. What isn't classical is classic rock. Both were my grandfather's collections."

"I can handle that but I may bring a CD with me."

We were back in the living room drinking a sweet wine by then. I felt she wanted me to stay for a while and I was happy she wanted me to stay for a while.

"This is you," I said as I pointed at the second naked ass from the right in the photo.

"How did you figure it out?"

"Your t-shirt leaves little to the imagination."

"Oh, I should dress better for company."

"Don't you dare."

She punched my arm and kissed me. Both seemed to have been impulses she had not taken into consideration before she did it.

"Stand up," I said.

She did and I swatted her ass. She jumped on me and we began to wrestle and ended up on her floor. Her shirt rode up and I could see she was a true redhead and commented on that.

Punch, kiss.

She got up and brought us fresh wine and we talked about our previous relationships. We agreed the last relationships were likely on their death throes months before they ended. She called me a dangerous animal when I related my last confrontation with Carl. I called her a dangerous animal when she told me about her confrontation with Crystal.

Then we almost died laughing when she suggested we fix them up with each other.

I decided I needed to go home. She decided to allow me. We kissed at the door.

I felt I had a smile on my face through the night. I felt the smile return as soon as I saw her the next morning. She was smiling too. We did our work as usual and ate lunch together as usual.

We said goodbye by our cars as usual and went home. I watched my TV shows then the news.

I was about to get in bed when my phone rang.

"Take me to dinner tomorrow night."

"Any place in particular?"

"Some place that has seafood. You can follow me home and I would just go from my car to yours."

"Deal. Good night."

"Night."

I was almost asleep before it occurred to me it would be my first date with a girl since college. I fell asleep smiling.

The next day went by very slowly for me. Just before quitting time we almost crashed into each other hurrying out of the restrooms. We did slow down on the drive home and I then drove us to the boardwalk fifteen miles away. We beat the crowd and were seated immediately.

I was still wondering why we ended up holding hands as we walked into the restaurant. I suspected she was too.

We shared an appetizer tray and had margaritas. After we had demolished our enormous dinner we went for a walk along the pier. Again we held hands.

"I think we are confusing people, they are wondering how a guy that can have anyone he wants ended up with me"

"I'm sure all realize you must be a rich heiress."

Punch, kiss.

We walked right through the spurting water fountain without getting wet. We listened to the band for a while and when we saw people dancing we did too.

We returned to my car and I drove us the her home. She invited me in and we drank a beer as we watched the news. We had another two beers as we watched Guy Fiery mug his way through two shows then fell asleep on her couch.

I awoke when she began to drag me to her bed. We plopped down on it and went back to sleep.

At the breakfast table we admitted to each other that it had been years since we had shared a bed with a member of the opposite sex.

"It was just as boring as I remembered," I said.

Punch, kiss.

"What are you doing today?" she asked.

"Well, first I'm going home and apologize to my aquarium citizens for not feeding them yesterday. Then I need to go to the cleaners then put gas in my car. I am going to have lunch in my patio and say hello to everyone out there."

"Who's out there?"

"My plants, lizards, and their visitors, bumblebees and butterflies."

"You are a weirdo."

I assumed my karate stance and she blew me a raspberry. I gave her my best shocked and appalled look and she began to giggle.

She came to me, pushed me down to a chair, then sat on my lap and gave me a soft semi-long kiss.

"Yeah, I have errands to do too. Try to keep yourself invisible when you walk out. Having you come out of my house in the morning will likely give my neighbors the vapors."

"Oh, in that case I will take my time. I have never seen anyone have the vapors."

Punch, kiss. Shove out the door.

As my car went thought the car wash I called her and asked if she wanted dinner before or after the show. She said after and I told her the time I would pick her up.

That evening she looked fabulous, she had apparently spent part of the day at a beauty salon. I whistled at her and she curtsied. Her very fine dark green dress had a wide neckline. She had shown me her fine tits.

I had noticed her tits that previous Wednesday and saw they had presence. That night she knew I knew the display was planned. I thanked her profusely and took her hand. She squeezed mine and kissed me before getting in my car.

We loved the show, it was as funny and outrageous as we had hoped. The show venue had a restaurant attached and I took Jenn there. It was upscale but we sat at the bar and had tapas which were very good especially the soft shell crab tacos. We had apple martinis then I drove her home.

As we walked through her door she said, "Spend the night."

"Madame, we hardly know each other."

Punch, kiss.

"We are just going to sleep and we have already done that. But tonight lets take our formal wear off. You can sleep in your undies."

"OK but you have to promise no hanky panky."

"Punch, kiss.

I got down to my boxers and she wore a t-shirt and we were soon in bed.

"Thanks for tonight, it is in the top five of all my dates ever."

"Yeah same here," I said.

She turned to me and gave me a soft kiss that ended up with her tongue sliding across my lips. I kissed her back.

"Its about time you kissed me. I was going to fire your ass and find me a proper partner."

I slapped her ass and we wrestled gently until I kissed her again. We fell asleep as we spooned.

I was alone in bed the next morning. I went to the bathroom to take a leak and found she was in the shower.

"Sorry, I have to pee."

"If you have to you have to. Just make sure you aim is true."

"Yes, madame."

I rinsed my mouth with her mouthwash then went to her bedroom and dressed. I walked to the kitchen to make coffee but she had one of those one cup wonders so I took one of the cup things she set out and made myself coffee then sat at the kitchen table. She was wearing just a towel around her body when she made herself a cup and sat at the table with me.

"What are your plans for today?" I asked.

"I am going to Moms and we are going out to lunch. Today is the day I go to a lesbian orgy at a friends pool. They only happen once a month."

"Sounds like a fun day for you. Does anyone there know you have been dating a guy?"

"No, Mom is going to need resuscitation when I tell her but she will understand, she knows you. My friends will want to make sure I am not going to be hurt."

"I don't see how you could be hurt."

"I will tell them that. Or tell them nothing at all. In fact that may be the best choice. I need to dress and go, its a bit over an hour drive home."

"Oh, I will get out of your way."

"Let me give you my thanks first," she said then embraced me. She gave me the best kiss anyone had given me in memory. I got an erection. She noticed and pressed herself to it before ending the kiss and hurrying to her room.

"Bye, have fun," I said as I walked her out her door.

I felt restless all day and ended up rearranging my patio. Then I did a partial water change in my tank, just ten percent that time. 

Monday morning we greeted each other formally. Then she stuck her tongue out at me. We had to work together that day to map out a strategy. We noticed that our bodies were in contact with each other most of the day and we both complained about it but never shied away from contact.

In the parking garage I said to her, "You know it's a little silly we both drive to work when we can carpool."

"You do this week and I will do next."

"Deal" I said.

We drove to our respective homes and did not contact each other that evening. The following morning she surprised me by being at my door before I was ready to go.

"I'm out of coffee," she said as she walked to my kitchen. There was enough for her to have a cup and she drank it as we drove to work. Our conversation along the way was about work so when we got to our offices we resumed where we had left off. Again our bodies were in contact often but that day neither of us complained.

Our ride home became an adventure as we drove through a heavy storm. We kissed before she ran to her door and I waited until she was inside then drove home.

She was at my door at a time I expected the next morning but I gave her the key that Carl had used. She accepted the key as if she had expected it and put it on her key chain as we drove to work. She gave me a copy of her key as we stepped out of the car. I put it on my key chain as we rode the elevator.

That day we had to present our results so we spent the first hour rehearsing, we had always done that but somehow that time it felt different. I never could decide why.

It was Wednesday, my turn to cook. I baked a chicken I had put in a marinade the previous Sunday. It was fabulous. I had bought six bottles of her favorite wine and we finished one off during dinner. Then finished half of another one after dinner.

We spent an hour making out on my love seat which faced the aquarium, just kissing and caressing as I introduced her to the denizens. She loved my aquarium, and my kisses. I loved hers. I played the piano concertos CD's and she seemed to be fine with the music. She giggled when my horseshoe crab did its imitation of swimming.

We had a very nice visit and I walked with her home as we held hands then kissed her again by her door.

I was naked shaving when she walked in the next morning. She kissed me then went to the kitchen. The coffee was not ready so she came back to the bathroom to complain about that as she sat to pee.

My cock was erect before she returned to the kitchen. I dressed and we went to work.

"I thought you were gay," she said as she drove.

"I thought I was too. It's a good thing you are a lesbian or we would be in trouble."

"True," she said without further comment.

We both suspected we were already in trouble. 

At work that day our bodies made minimal contact. We kissed as she dropped me off at home then went home.

She called me about seven and asked me which channel had the shows I watched on Thursday. I told her and she said "Thanks, bye."

She was again early to my house the next morning but I was mostly dressed by then. She poured our coffee and we talked about our evening.

"The big Vietnamese restaurant OK with you?"

"Yes, I love the place. After we get home we will spend the night in your bed."

I nodded and wondered how that would turn out. I also wondered how it was we had a date for that night.

After our dinner she drove home and I waited for her to pack her tooth brush and her hair brush and change to a t-shirt.

She drove us home and we drank some wine before we could not wait any longer and went to bed.

She immediately took off her t-shirt and said, "I am going to masturbate so you may as well do so too."

I slid my boxers off and we settled in bed with our hips in contact. I had to stare at her body first. She had freckles across her very fine tits and milky white skin. She was fabulous. We were slow to start but I had decided to wait until she was on her way to her second orgasm before I got serious about my cock.

Her first orgasm came quickly. I kissed her as she recovered then as she began her search for another cum I gently kissed a tit. She moaned and had a second cum but continued masturbating. I picked up my pace. I was spraying both of us with cum as she was having her third orgasm.

We kissed then went to my shower hand in hand. We washed each other off. I kissed her lips, her tits and her pussy. She kissed my lips, my tits and my cock.

We left the shower and after drying each other we went to the kitchen and had more wine as we stared at each other. We stopped at one glass of wine and returned to bed. We kissed until we fell asleep. Her hand was wrapped around my cock and my hand was on a tit as we did.

I awoke as she was softly masturbating me. I turned towards her and slid a finger in her pussy then began to rub her clit. My cum arrived after she had started on hers. We needed another shower.

We stayed nude that morning. We kissed each other everywhere we could reach even on the ass cheeks. We ate breakfast and had more coffee but never talked about us. At noon we dressed and went out for lunch. When we returned she brought a few items of clothing with her. I pointed out I had plenty of t-shirts. 

Punch, kiss.

Again nude on my love seat she straddled my thighs and began to bring my cock to out of its doldrums. When it was as hard as it was going to get she got closer to me and began to slowly masturbate me, and her. My cock was making contact with her pussy with every stroke. 

When we had our orgasms we kissed. She moved her pussy over my cock and I felt it along her pussy lips. She began to rub her clit over the head of my cock until she had another orgasm. Our kiss continued for a while until we decided we needed another shower.

After we dried I got cokes for us and went out to my patio still nude. She loved it out there but I suspected it was because we were outside while still nude. However she told me that at home she was always outside nude with other people but it was the only time she had ever been nude outdoors with a man.

"You are welcome."

Punch, kiss.

It was the usual kiss after the punch. Apparently that was reserved for just those occasions. I kissed her back.

"Do you have condoms?"

"Yes, I have always used them so you do not have any worries about infections. I take it you are not on the pill."

"No, lesbians don't need them. We are going to fuck tonight so I am happy you have some condoms. You will be my first since the summer after I graduated from high school. You will need to be gentle."

"But, but, I wanted to fuck you to Sri Lanka."

Punch, kiss.

We kissed and drank our cokes and she gushed when a hummingbird appeared.

Soon after that we walked back inside and took a nap.

When we awoke we were hungry so we went to the kitchen, I had left over chicken and had linguini so I pulled the chicken as the pasta cooked and as soon as I had it drained I poured it over the chicken. I added salt, black pepper, olives, capers, garlic powder and butter and we enjoyed our dinner.

I started my now full dish washer and Jenn called her Mom.




Jenn



She told her Mom she was bringing someone special for her to meet.

"No, its a guy.

Yes, maybe.

No, our first is fuck tonight. We have masturbated each other.

Yes, he has condoms.

He is prettier than me.

Yes.

No you may not you old witch.

Julian's.

I love you too, see you tomorrow."

"Why didn't you just tell her I am the guy from the office?"

"Because she thinks that guy is gay and would not take you seriously as someone in particular."

"So I'm someone in particular?"

"Yes and so am I to you. No I have no idea how the hell that happened but we are for now a couple that fucks and I'm kind of exited about it. Aren't you?"

"I am more terrified than exited but I'm not getting off the train."

"Kiss me."

I did and felt better, and worse.

We moved more stuff from her house to mine. We had apparently decided to live together but had not talked about it. I asked no questions when we took stuff out of my second closet as she filled it.

I made no comment when she brought her single cup coffee brewer but when we went to the grocery store I bought a box of French blend for me and a box of the morning blend she used at home. I got a kiss.

We cooked nice steaks and potatoes that evening and drank a bottle of wine.

We knew that watching TV would not be feasible so we went to bed. We undressed for each other then she got in bed on her back and spread her legs. She watched as I slid a condom on my dick.

I slid into the bed at its foot and kissed my way up her legs until I got to her pussy. I knew I would never be as good as her girlfriends but I kissed and licked it for a few moments then got to her tits and did the same for each.

As I kissed her lips she gripped my erection and began to slide it into her pussy. It went in slowly. My cock was not gigantic but it was a bit above average and it had been a while since one had visited her pussy but I felt I needed to pause just once before I was completely in.

I kissed her then rolled us over placing her on top. She allowed a sigh to escape then kissed me.

"I have never been so full. No it has not hurt and I love you in me. Thanks for allowing me the first fuck, this will not take long at all."

She took perhaps five slow strokes but was suddenly in a hurry and five hard strokes later she was in mid orgasm. She collapsed on me and we kissed.

"How many of those do you think I can have before you are done?"

"At least three more," I said.

"I'm ready for number two," she said and began a more vigorous fuck that ended in orgasm after about fifteen strokes.

"Are you still good?"

"Go for three," I said.

After her third she did not pause and did not after her fourth either but as she approached her fifth she noted I was struggling to hold back and she got into high gear and had a magnificent orgasm as I had mine.

We were exhausted and we dozed off. Perhaps twenty minutes passed before we were alert enough to kiss. My cock was still in her pussy but unconscious.

It was another ten minutes before she slid off my body then took the condom off.

"I need more wine," she said and pulled me out of bed with her.

We sat naked at my kitchen table and kissed as we drank. "It's just nine, do you you think you can go again tonight?"

"Yes, and again in the morning before we go see your Mom. You are an inspiration to me and my cock."

"I thank you and your cock for finding me as one. It was my best fuck ever by the way and that includes with women. That last orgasm was my best ever. Thanks."

"Anytime."

"After the evening news."

"We may as well stay naked then."

"OK. Lets go share your recliner."

We did just that. The TV was on but we saw little of it, we kissed our way through the evening news. Before the late shows began she had my erection in her pussy. We turned the TV off and I carried her back to bed as she wrapped her arms and legs around me.

That time I did the fucking. I always had a lot of control after my first cum and I was able to take her to Sao Paulo before I was done. We had forgotten about a condom until she felt my cum in her pussy. She groaned. It was not a groan of regret or concern so I didn't panic.

As we lay on our backs and caught our breath I said, "I will marry you if I need to."

"Thank you. But lets not talk about it. I will be fine either way but lets not tempt fate anymore. Kiss me then say good night."

I kissed her several times before she turned away so I could spoon behind her. We were asleep in seconds.

She was fucking me as I awoke. As she went on her upstrokes I could see my cock was dressed. As soon as she had an orgasm I brought her down to me and kissed her then rolled us over until I was on top and began a long slow fuck that ended with another magnificent cum for her and me.

I rolled us over and she kept her body over mine until we both returned to sleep. It was just five in the morning.

I woke up at about eight, I was alone and my cock was undressed. I staggered to the bathroom and saw Jenn step into the shower. I kissed her ass then peed. After brushing my teeth I joined her in the shower.

She punched me, then kissed me, then began to cry.

I had no Idea what to do or say so I just hugged her to me and kissed her often until the tears stopped.

She handed me the shampoo and I washed her hair. As she leaned against the wall she reached between her legs and slid my semi-rigid cock into her pussy.

I soon had a good enough erection to fuck her and did. She had an orgasm so I stepped back and rinsed her hair. When she turned to face me she took my cock in her hand and kissed me. I kissed her and lifted her into my arms and as she wrapped her legs around me my cock slid back into her.

I pressed her body to the wall and began to fuck her hard. She had another orgasm and I pulled out and plastered the wall with cum.

We finished our shower, dried and dressed. We were soon on our way south on the freeway. "Take thirty five west," was the first words either of us had said to each other that morning.

I got off then ten minutes later she said, "Left at the blinking light."

Ten minutes later we were walking into her mother's house. Her mother greeted me with a kiss on the lips. She seemed to be astounded by her daughters lover.

"Why didn't you tell me it was Mike?" she asked Jenn.

"Oh, I thought I had, sorry."

"You two look like you need a nap. Take him to your bed, I will wake you up when it's time to go to lunch."

Her mother and I had met a couple of times when she had come up to the city. I had eaten dinner with them at restaurants and had in fact paid for them. I liked her Mom and she seemed to like me.

Jenn and I did take a nap for a bit over an hour. When her Mom woke us up she said, "I heard somebody's tummy grumbling and thought we needed to go now.

Jenn and joined her mother at the door and she drove us to a place everyone called Julian's but that was not what the storefront said.

Many people kissed them as we walked in and some kissed me after I was introduced. The chef made eye contact with me and nodded. I wondered about it for a few moments then understood. I looked back at him and nodded with a smile. He was beautiful.

I did notice his wife was hispanic and pretty. I noticed he kissed her as she zoomed by. Jenn was a redhead and pretty. I kissed her as we sat.

She was surprised and then very happy. I had made it clear to all there that we were together.

Dinner was tremendous but familiar. Jenn would not admit our dinners that first Wednesday came from there but she did order two to go before we left the place.

Back at her Mom's we ended up with a lot of visitors many of which were short redheads, all allegedly cousins. All liked me and all approved of me for Jenn. I wondered if any knew I was gay but as it turned out all of them did, Jenn's Mom had told the first two and from there the news spread like a virus.

We were apparently not the first gay and lesbian people to become a couple in town. Apparently the other relationships had worked because we were accepted as a couple immediately. I later learned that many gays and lesbians were at the center of the towns functioning as a unit.

As I drove us back Jenn asked, "Well, how did it feel to be under the microscope?"

"Like I was under a microscope. None of your friends seem to be shy about asking questions. I felt I handled all that OK but I don't expect to know that until we go back next week."

She didn't say anything and when I looked at her she again had tears in her eyes. I reached to her and took her hand in mine. She clenched it as her sobs increased. I did not say anything.

She had recovered by the time I drove into my carport. We took the dinners and put them in the freezer. She changed to a t-shirt and I changed to gym shorts and t-shirt and we sat in my patio with wine.

We held hands and kissed but did not speak until she replenished our wine glasses. She kissed me softly before she sat.

She said, "I have been in love with you for about a year. I knew you were gay and I had no chance but still, I was in love with you. Crystal got mad because I apparently talked about you all the time. She did not think highly of you, likely because you were prettier than she was.

I stopped that argument by rarely mentioning you and tried to be a good girlfriend but she knew she could not compete and got vicious. I slapped her and she stole my tablet and left. That was five months ago. 

I have been trying to get you to see how I feel about you but you only saw a lesbian friend. Then you asked me if I knew somebody to keep you company at a play. I could not resist volunteering. I had to work hard not to scream when you agreed. When you ate dinner with me, (yes it was from Julian's), you seemed to want to keep me company.

When you told me we would be alternating dinners I knew there was a chance. When I saw your erection for me I saw I had a good chance to win. Now that I think I have you I am terrified. I am afraid it's an illusion. I know you like me a lot. I know you like sex with me although not as much as I do with you.

Sorry, but I need to know. Tell me, are you in love with me?"

I thought about that for a few moments but found that every line of thought ended up with the same conclusion.

"What made you ask?"

"When you told me we would be back at Mom's next week."

"Oh. The answer is yes, I am in love with you. Apparently I have been for months. 

I did not see it working out until the night we spent making out on the love seat. My queen angel never liked Carl but she was calm all the time you watched her. She knew I loved you before I did."

She just sobbed quietly for a while then I picked her up and took us to my love seat and we began to make out.

"The first time we did this I really wanted to do this," she said as she slid her hand under my shorts and gripped my cock.

"Probably would have scared me to death and would have set us back for a week so I'm glad you had the self control. I was freaked out when you told me we were going to masturbate in my bed. I was very happy when I could."

"I thought that if I acted as just a buddy you would. Either way I was going to masturbate for you and was spending the night. You don't know how I had to fight myself into doing that."

"You were brave to do so but it paid off. The rest of it seemed like just another step to me. By the time you told your Mom we would fuck I already knew we would. I already knew I would be going to your home town today."

"You know, we could be having this conversation in bed with this thing in me."

Ten minutes later we were. Thirty minutes later I was filling her pussy with cum. Neither of us worried about it although she got the pills anyway.

One of us needed to change jobs, our company did not allow co-workers to date. Her mother knew that and had already laid the groundwork for us. She set us up as business consultants on the second floor of an office building that had an ad agency and a married couple business consultants. The wife was one of Jenn's cousins a few times removed.

Our first client was our former company in the city. We did the same job for them we always had. It had been the suggestion of the other couple on our floor, most of their work was for the company that had fired them but not because they were dating. They did not date until after they were fired. They got fired because of office politics over the objections of their boss.

We were soon also hired by the towns music company to keep up with the money flowing in and out on a daily basis. She handled the in and I handled the out. 

Once a month or so we met with our old companies CPA and went over the numbers. We did that on Fridays when we had show tickets for that weekend.

The CPA for the talent agency was on our buildings third floor so we did get together more often.

The owner of the spotlight company decided he needed our services too so we did that for him. His CPA was on the first floor. 

We became specialists at keeping up with daily expenses and we found expenses that were unnecessary. Most of those continued anyway.

Jenn and I figured it was their money and they could do that so we did not mention it again unless we saw a bigger charge than usual.

Jenn and I were not the only ones fucking during lunch hours. We were not the only ones fucking when it became an emergency. In our new world we could. So we did, often.

Her mother told me she was ready for our wedding and to become a grandmother. Both happened within a year of us moving to the town. Our baby girl is gorgeous.

We are now working on a son. I hope he is only handsome.



Jenn Again



After the initial episode with Jenn I was going crazy trying to figure out how to make it all happen again. I felt strongly that if I could steer things right I could make love to her the next time around.

Not wanting to seem like I was just interested in one thing -- which, at this point I think I wanted more than just sex -- I wanted to deal cautiously with her.

We saw each other every day at work and it was definitly awkward at first. That Monday after we hooked up we barely spoke to each other. Fortunately our desks were located in such a way as it was easy to avoid each other and to feign business if the other happened to pass by.

Eventually, though, things returned to "normal" between us -- we interacted as we had previously and I could flirt with her without feeling akward and no one seemed to notice anything between us. I did wonder, however, if she had shared our adventures with her one close friend at the office, Catherine.

Once things between Jenn and I were comfortable again I was able to keep my ears open for developments in her relationship with her husband. I learned that they had started going to couples counseling and it seemed like they both wanted to try to save their relationship.

I started to believe that what had happened between us had been just a one time "fling", but part of me hoped it could be more. I realized that I cared about Jenn and wanted to be supportive and, if nothing else, really become her friend beyond work.

My opportunity arose one Tuesday morning when I happened about Jenn and Catherine near the coffee maker. As I approached they must not have heard me and I was able to overhear their conversation. Jenn stated that the last few therapy sessions with she and her husband had not gone well and she was beginning to think it was time to move on and avoid any more pain and frustration.

Once I heard those words I "announced" myself by coughing; partly because I didn't want Jenn to think I was eavesdropping, but also because I wanted to be able to talk to Jenn about what I had heard.

Tuesday afternoon I had a chance encounter with Jenn near the copy machine. I decided this was the time to try to talk to her and so I went for it.

"Hey.." I began, cautiously, "I overheard you and Catherine talking this morning."

"I figured.." was her reply. 

"If you ever want to talk - about your husband, or.. anything - I'm here. And, hey, I might even have some insight into the male pysche." I laughed as I delivered the last part of this, trying to lighten it up a little.

"Thanks." She smiled. "I'll keep that in mind."

With that she walked away, leaving my heart racing.

I made my copies and returned to my desk, a little dejected. I wasn't sure if she had taken me seriously and if she meant she really would keep it in mind.

Fortunately, I got my answer just the next day.

I was at home on Wednesday evening watching some TV when my cell phone rang. As always, I checked the caller ID and, although I didn't recognize the number, it was a local call and so I answered it.

"Hello?" "Hi.." a soft female voice responded, "It's Jenn." My heart raced, my head spun. "Hey!" I responded, trying to mask my excitment. "Whats up?"

There was a pause that felt like forever.

"I decided to take you up on that offer."

I senses she was upset, perhaps crying, or close to it.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

"Can we get together and talk?" She replied. "I'm in town."

It started to come together in my head -- Wednesday nights are the night she has therapy with her husband. Things must not have gone well at their most recently session and she was still in town after the appointment.

"Do you want to come here? Or should I meet you?"

"I'll come there.." and with that she hung up the phone. 

I had no idea how long it would take her to arrive, or really if she would come at all. I was afraid she would change her mind and call me back to tell me so. I ran around and cleaned up my place in a hurry -- fortunately it wasn't that big and so it was easy to pull together pretty quickly. I even ran into the bedroom and made the bed, just in case. And when I exited the bedroom and walked back into the living room I saw car lights outside. 

I took a few deep breaths and waited for what seemed an eternity for the doorbell to ring. Finally.. "DING DONG"

I tried to walk to the door at a "normal" pace but I'm sure I rushed over.

"Hi" I said to Jenn as I opened the door. She smiled back at me.

"Come in.."

"Thanks"

I was so nervous.

"Can I get you anything? Something to drink? Wine? Soda? Iced tea?"

"Wine actually.. would be great.." she replied.

"Great!" I said. "Sit down.. make yourself comfortable"

I went into my kitchen which was not much of a kitchen at all and was open so that you could see into the living room.

"Red or white?"

"Red.. I guess" Jenn replied.

"Coming up!" I was happy she went with red because I didn't have any white chilled.

I poured two large glasses of red wine and took them into the living room.

"Here you go." I handed Jenn her glass. She was sitting on the couch. I wanted to sit next to her but wasn't sure how she'd feel about that so I took the chair opposite her.

"You can sit next to me. I don't bite." We both laughed at this remark. I could tell Jenn was nervous too. "That's ok, I might like it." I smiled back at her as I sat down on the couch. She smiled at me. "Maybe later" she said with a rye grin.

"So.." I sighed.

"So." she replied. "I think he wants a divorce."

"Jenn.. I'm so sorry. Why? I mean.. why do you think that? And.. well why does he want a divorce?"

"He just.. " I could tell she was close to tears "I don't think he loves me any more"

With that she broke down and started crying.

I put my wine glass down and put my arm around her. 

"I'm sorry" she said through her tears.

"You don't have to apologize" I said. Without thinking I brought her close to me and kissed her head.

"Do you think.. I mean" I wasn't sure what Jenn was trying to get out. "I'm not a bad person." 

"Of course not." I replied "You are a wonderful, smart, incredible, sexy woman"

She looked up at me "Really?" 

"Yes!" I said.

"Thank you"

"You're welcome" I leaned in and kissed her on the lips. She kissed me back softly. And then, after a moment she kissed me again. We began to kiss passionately.

"I need you tonight" she whispered.

I was so conflicted. I wanted her so badly but didn't want to feel that I was taking advantage of her. "I'm here for you" was all I could manage to say in response.

She pulled me close and held me, her head pressing into my chest. I kissed her head softly again and held her for a moment. Then, she broke our embrace, took a sip from her wine glass and got up. I waited for her to speak, but instead she took my hand and lead me into my bedroom. 



Jenn Again -- In the Bedroom



I was instantly erect as I followed Jenn into my bedroom. We walked in and stood beside my bed at which point I immediately pulled her close and kissed her passionately. She responded by darting her tongue in and out of my mouth. Our hands roamed each other's bodies. I caressed her ass with my right hand while using my left to stroke her cheek and neck. 

I moved my lips from her mouth to the soft skin of her neck and kissed my way around to her ear. I nibbled gently on her ear lobe and turned her around so her back was facing me. I used both hands to stroke her body as I kissed the back of her neck and her ears.

She returned the favor, running her hands along my sides and then inward, resting on the erection begging to be released from my pants. She unzipped my pants and I began to remove her shirt.

She turned around and faced me so I could more easily remove her shirt. I lifted it over her head and put it on the floor. Her beautiful breasts were resting in a shapely bra with lace accents and a bow in the middle. I couldn't help but smile as I admired her beautiful chest. 

I kissed my way down from her breast to her belly button and then unzipped her pants and slowly pulled them down. She helped me get them off and I saw her panties matched her bra. They had lace accents and a bow in the center just below her belly button. It was as if my present was gift wrapped.

She removed my pants and shirt and we fell into my bed. 

We kissed passionately as our almost naked bodies entwined, our warm flesh becoming one. 

I unhooked her bra and removed it and then played with her nipples. I took one into my mouth and licked it slowly and then flicked it with my tongue before biting it gently. She seemed to enjoy this as I heard her moan with pleasure. I moved my mouth to her second nipple as I moved my hand down her belly and to her warm pussy. I held my hand over her sweet box, just feeling the sweetness from the outside of her panties.

She was moaning as I kissed and licked her body all over, moving slowly down toward the nectar that awaited me.

I got to her panties and took the bow in my mouth and pulled them down. The aroma of her sex got me so excited. I pulled her panties off and dropped my tongue between her legs at which point she let out a big moan and placed her hands on my head.

Not that I needed any encouragement but having Jenn push my head into her sweet crotch drove me crazy. I dipped my tongue inside her sweet pussy and tasted her love juices. I then nibbled on her clit while I fingered her. She seemed to be pushing herself towards me, wanting my fingers deeper insider her and so I knew it was time to put something bigger and longer insider her.

I slowly removed my fingers and worked my way back up her body as it flicked her clit with my thumb. When my mouth reached hers I darted my tongue inside of her mouth. She sucked on it ravenously. I then used my hand to guide my hard cock to her entrance. I teased her a bit by rubbing the head of my cock up and down her pussy before slowly pushing myself inside her.

The feeling of pleasure that radiated through my body was unbelievable. She felt so amazing that I just held my cock insider her for a moment.

She smiled at me as I looked at her, holding myself inside her.

"You feel so good," I said

"So do you she replied."

I slowly moved my cock in and out of her. I wanted this to last forever but I knew it wouldn't -- she felt so good and I had waited so long to make love to her.

She grabbed my ass and pulled me inside her.

"Go faster" she said and I was more than happy to oblige. I picked up my pace and began to feel my orgasm building inside me. I slowed a little hoping to make this last longer but to no avail. As the urge built up strong I went faster and faster. Jenn could tell I was close as she wrapped her legs around me and urged me deeper and deeper inside her with each thrust.

"Fill me up..." she said, sensing I was at the edge and with that I lost control and began to buck wildly, my hot milk rushing out of me like a burst pipe.

As I collapsed on top of Jenn she pulled my face to hers and we kissed deeply.

"I'm sorry I didn't last longer," I said with a smile.

"That's ok - you'll have more opportunities too."

I smiled at hearing that and kissed her again.

We made love through the night and I brought her to orgasm multiple times.

When we awoke the next morning she slipped out quietly, leaving me alone. As I thought about the amazing night we had spent together I couldn't help but wonder what our next interaction at work would be like.



Jenn & Friend Have A Bang



Hi, my name is Jenny. I'm a petite 105lbs., perky 34B's, and long red hair. I want to tell you about last weekend when I went to my first frat party. I'm just a freshman so I went with my friend, Tiffany who's a sophomore, blond, incredibly pretty with a killer body.

I was a little shy at first but after a few drinks of punch which had grape juice, 7-up, and about 5 kinds of liquor, I was out there dancing with the rest of them, showing off my slinky body. A couple of the guys we were dancing with asked us up to their 4th floor room to see the view of campus.

We knew what they really wanted but we didn't care. I'd had a couple of boyfriends in high school but hadn't really met anyone here at college yet. As soon as we got up to Jason and Todd's room, Tiffany and Todd began making out like crazy.

I didn't want to be a prude so I started kissing Jason and even let him slide his hand up my dress to my wet panties. I looked over to the other bed where my girlfriend was already getting 9 hard inches of meat shoved up her pussy and she was begging for more.

I was so turned on by watching her that I let my clothes be taken off and lay back awaiting my cock invasion. I had been months since I had sex and my pussy was going to be tight. I gave a little shudder of fear when my guy dropped his shorts and I saw that his dick was even bigger than his roommates. I almost wanted to bail but it was too late now.

I gasped and screamed as he pushed that big prick into my little hole. After several slow strokes my pussy muscles began to relax and accept the big throbbing rod so suddenly he shoved all 10 inches deep into my hot canal, burying himself to the hilt. I gritted my teeth, amazed that I could take it all and soon began enjoying it, feeling an orgasm starting to build from the incessant pounding on my clit.

I saw my girlfriend, now riding her man like a cowgirl, hair whipping around, big tits bouncing, encouraging me with a you go girl. I had never watched anyone fuck, not even in movies, and certainly no one had ever watched me fucking that I lost control, started bucking my cradle hard up into that meat and soon had a screaming orgasm.

I felt so slutty that I now wanted a mouthful of guy goo so he straddled my face and began fucking my mouth. I had never let any guy come in my mouth before but this time I knew I wouldn't pull out, I couldn't. He was holding my head as I pursed my lips as tight as I could and with an anguished grunt I felt hot sperm being shot down my throat. It was gooey and tangy and sticky but I didn't care.

He must have spurted about 8 times but I just kept on swallowing, hungry for all the slime he filled my mouth with. Suddenly Tiffany was there kissing me! I had never kissed a girl before but here was her tongue in my cum drenched mouth so I stuck my tongue down her throat, letting her taste the fresh slop.

Our screams and moans must have attracted some attention for there was a knock on the door and in came some more partiers, 3 hunky guys and a gorgeous brunette, all naked! I was a little surprised and embarrassed but still turned on from my powerful orgasm and wicked cum kiss that I thought what the hell. Tiffany bounced up and said she wanted the guys to fulfill her biggest fantasy, she said she could take on all five guys at once. One guy lubed her butt as she perched on the bed on all fours and wormed his dick into her little bunghole. I'd heard about ass fucking of course but never seen it. Tiff seemed to love it and took almost all of it in her rectum. Another guy slid under her and entered her pussy. A third guy put his big prick in front of her face which she greedily gobbled up, even deep throating him, while the other two knelt on either side as she jerked them off with both hands. She was doing it, servicing 5 guys at once.

I had hardly noticed the other girl sitting next to me who was running her hands over my body and licking my ear. She whispered that she wanted to go down on me and while I'm no lezzie I found myself saying yes, please, eat my pussy. She knelt down and stuck her hot girl tongue right up my nasty cunt hole and between watching the 5 way action and the clit sucking, I came again big time.

Then she sat back next to me and gave me a wet sloppy kiss tasting of my own cunt juice. Gently she pushed me down to her firm round tits which I happily sucked on and gently she pushed me down to her bush. It definitely felt weird sticking my face into the muff of a girl whose name I didn't even know but I parted her legs and stuck out my tongue for my first taste of hot wet cunt!

While I was eating her I felt something oily being smeared into my butt. One of the guys was going to try to fuck my ass. I figured if Tiffany could do it so could I even though I was much smaller. Besides my head was being held into a gyrating pussy and firm hands were gripping my hips and spreading my cheeks. I sort of liked the helpless feeling so I braced myself preparing for the worst. The pain was sharp and intense as the guy, whatever guy, tried to shove his cockhead past my little sphincter. My screams were muffled by pussy fur as he managed to make it a few inches into my forbidden hole. In a minute though, my muscles relaxed as he began stabbing deeper into my chute and I began to really enjoy my first ass fuck.

Soon my mouth was flooded with nasty girl cum and my ass took a load of hot spunk. Then another guy laid on the bed while I lowered my ass onto his prick and someone else knelt on top of us and shoved a cock into my pussy. I was really stretched out with two cocks plunging deep into my innards but I loved it. We all fucked every which way until dawn and when we got home, I stripped Tiffany and we kissed and sucked for another hour. It was a night I'll never forget but I want to do it again soon.



Jenn & James Ch. 01



Chapter 1: Words To Skin

The instant we were face-to-face only one thought entered my mind: devour. This would be done slowly. A process that would entail ripping off your clothes and kissing every inch of your body as it became exposed. The key word here was 'slow'. Or was it savour? Maybe torture? Oh hell, I'm sure it was all three and more! Seeing you now for the first time, it became crystal clear that this was my new life mission! However, we were in a parking lot – not exactly good outdoor, public etiquette. 

Being an erotica writer, I received lots of interesting mail along with some not-so-interesting. But, on occasion someone's words would grab my attention and make me smile. Yours had. 

It started out as just another amusing comment to one of my stories – a tad more intellectual than the rest but then again, that was an attraction in itself. I answered your note in my typical, enthusiastic fashion but for some reason was careful how I chose my words. There was a little voice inside my head cautiously flagging this one. 

So it began. Over the next few weeks we corresponded playfully as writer-to-writer. It was innocent, revealing and sometimes blushingly honest. Before we knew it, a foundation of trust had been laid down—we were becoming friends and confidants. You made me laugh the day you summarized our relationship as girltalkfriends. 

I can't really say at what point the words shifted from the safety of us telling stories - to the stories becoming fantasies about us. At first our messages skirted clarity of just who we were talking about, leaving the details open for interpretation. Then intimacy crept in - intimacy about us. You were creative and sensual, deep and dirty – I liked all your layers and delighted in peeling them off, slowly, one-by-one.

We wrote endlessly, using the Literotica site as our favourite channel for letter writing. It became a special place—our place. The messages were passionate, touching body with word, while our lives unfolded with stories of family, our hippie days, music and books. I loved getting lost in our world and couldn't wait to turn on my computer everyday —my connection to you. 

It became inevitable — we needed to touch.

I bit my lip and walked over to you trying to conceal my smile. Finally, there I was standing in front of the man I knew so well but had never met. The two pictures you had sent me hadn't done justice to your water-blue eyes and schoolboy smile. I could hardly wait to kiss your mouth. As if you read my mind, you took me in your arms and we kissed for the first time. It was timid, unsure—we both held back a little, waiting for a reaction. Then you pulled away and looked at me with sheer delight in your eyes. Curious and wanting more, we were drawn back into another kiss – this one a little longer, a little deeper. 

"This is nice, (another kiss) ...very nice." I could hardly make out your whispering words between kisses. You know those kisses – the hungry ones – the ones that slide into each other – sensually desperate. We finally pried our mouths and bodies apart and laughed at our teenage behaviour. Here we were, two 50 year olds standing in a parking lot, necking. 

This felt wonderful - like the hundreds, no, thousands of words we had written to each other over the past 5 months. I'm sure we spoke between kisses but I can't quite remember what was said. I do recall not being able to stifle a continuous flow of soft moans escaping at will and not caring. My body melted into yours. Your lips tasted and felt exactly like our words had pictured them; honey-dipped and sensual. 

"Maybe we should get going?" I said, having a temporary moment of lucidity. (kiss) "Is it a long drive?" (kiss)

"Yes. (kiss) That's a good idea...I mean...no...it's not too far – maybe 45 minutes... (kiss) ...or so." 

It was pretty evident we were getting a little frazzled at how lost our kisses could make us feel. Lost in the moment. Lost in a parking lot. My body was actually shaking and I wondered if you were going to be okay driving. I sure wouldn't have trusted myself behind the wheel. Trying to focus on something other than your body was like asking me to pilot us to the moon while doing calculus. 

I could hear the eagerness in your voice as you picked up my overnight bag. "Let's get going. I want to kiss you while we're standing in the ocean." 

Arm-in-arm we walked to the car, afraid that if we let go one of us might disappear – the dream would end. My heart was racing as you opened my door. This was my first affair.

The conversation during the hour car ride was easy. It was more like filling in the blanks that our internet messages hadn't had time for. And you were funny! Now, hearing the inflections in your voice, I appreciated your humour and what amused you. 

We made our way to the highway successfully and then it happened. You touched me. Your hand rested on my leg and my body reacted with something close to the intensity of an electric shock. I wasn't sure what to do. I hadn't been in this situation for close to two decades. Do I respond? Should I touch you or do I just relax and enjoy it? I was so new at this. I went with door number 3 and continued our conversation, watching your fingers drawing circles just above my knee. It was intoxicating. My concentration drifted from your words to your touch and then struggled back to your words again. All doubt was slowly being erased as my body responded and opened up to you. I smiled realizing I wanted to go through with this—and how! 

Close to an hour later, we turned into our motel parking lot and were hit with a stunning view stolen right from a postcard. 

"Wow! It's beautiful." I was mesmerized. This certainly wasn't the typical panorama a Canadian girl was used to seeing in mid March! 

The apartments were sitting on top of a hill looking out onto crashing waves that curled along an endless beach. To the right there was a weather-beaten, wooden pier on stilts that ran out into the ocean. If you listened carefully you could hear occasional bursts of laughter and the clinking of glasses coming from the restaurant at the end of the pier. On the left there was water, beach and cliffs as far as the eye could see. You left me alone to drink in the setting sun while you checked us in at the front desk. I didn't know what to do with myself. This was now way past a reality stage or maybe it was just too real. I was here and I was with you and we were going to make love in an apartment by the ocean for the entire weekend. And when in need, we might even come up for a breath of ocean air and a little nourishment. What a plan! 

A few minutes later I felt your arms slip around my waist. I leaned back against your chest while we watched the rolling waves through tall, Dr. Seuss-like palm trees. The warmth of your body and the sound of the ocean helped centre me for the journey that was going to happen far too soon down that stone path to our apartment.

You had reserved a private unit at the end of the complex. I laughed to myself wondering if you had intentionally asked for this spot, anticipating embarrassing decibel levels of moaning and groaning. We stepped inside our apartment, dropped our bags and immediately gravitated. Finally, we were alone and not being watched by passing motorists in a parking lot or giggling motel desk clerks. There was only the sound of the surf...the sound of you breathing...the sound of my heart pounding. 

My arms went around your neck and I inhaled as our lips parted. I wanted to remember this as our first kiss. It was soft and innocently exploring. Your hands ran up my back and pushed me gently into your body. Our heads rolled side-to-side while our tongues took turns teasing and taking the lead. You tasted so good. 

Again, you whispered through our kisses. "Let's go lie down Jenn." Your tongue plunged into my mouth one more time and triggered visions of it sliding up the inside of my thigh. I felt weak. 

Taking my hand you led me into the bedroom. I gasped silently – all I could see was the bed. It was humungous! It was a big, huge bed where people made love. I was frozen in my tracks staring at that damn bed. I finally peeled my attention away from it and snapped back to earth to see you lying there watching me. Your eyes were irresistibly inviting. I didn't hesitate a minute longer. Kicking off my shoes, I climbed into your arms surrendering to the weekend. 

We kissed until it was almost dark outside. There were moments I felt faint and times when my body was craving to get closer to you than was humanly possible. We were one. We were sensually drunk and still had all our clothes on! 

"Food, we need food," I said in my best Homer Simpson voice. Lunch had been the last meal eaten and that had been well over 9 hours ago. I laughed thinking how hunger was the last thing my body was craving at that moment in time but I loved the idea of prolonging the inevitable. 

We strolled down the main street of the small ocean-side town, hand-in-hand, and found a cozy Italian restaurant. As soon as I sat down the First Date Rule popped into my head. Never, ever order spaghetti on your first date. I realized later, I could have been eating cardboard with hot sauce, garnished with sautéd lizard guts á la mode – I really don't remember tasting my food at all. It was wonderful just watching you talk while we shared our pasta dishes—the feeling between us was effortless. Every few minutes I would remember we'd soon be in bed together, skin touching skin, and a shiver would grip my body.

After coffee we decided to walk along the beach before heading back to our apartment. It was getting late and all the sun worshipers had packed up their belongings signaling the end of another sun-soaked day. I loved that you always reached for my hand when we walked together—you were very much an affectionate, romantic man. 

My feet sank into the warm sand as I watched you absent-mindedly walk backwards into the ocean while you talked. 

"James!" I was too late. A wave drenched the bottom of your pants. I held back a smirk and walked into the water to stand in front of you not caring that my clothes got wet too. With fingers entwined at our sides, my body pressed into yours and my tongue ran along your neck. "Mmm, salty. Do you taste like this all over?"

"Wanna find out?" you said with a mischievous look in your eyes as you walked backwards. The water was warm and there was still a strong heaviness to the sun as it melted over the horizon. 

"Sure," I said hesitantly. 

Not a second after the words had left my lips you let us fall into the water. We gently sank, locked in a kiss. Finally we surfaced, completely out of breath and in desperate need of air. What an inconvenience I thought. I could have done this mermaid kissing thing for eternity. 

With my arms around your neck and the water's buoyancy it only took one, gentle bounce to hop up and wrap my legs around your waist. What a landing. Everything was in just the right place. Your tongue dove down and licked my throat, lapping up drops of water. Right on cue, my nipples made their debut trying to poke through the confining wet fabric of my top. I watched your tongue as it slid down over them and squeezed my legs tighter - drawing your thighs into me as close as our clothes would allow.  

My wet lips nibbled your ear. "I want to feel you inside me," I whispered. Without another word you carried me out of the water and let my body gently slide down yours.

Once back in our apartment I led you straight into the bathroom. We were wet and sandy and in need of a warm shower. 

"Get your gorgeous body in here," I said, pulling you into the stall – clothes and all. Before you could say a word I turned the faucet on full blast. The water was freezing and we both let out a yelp. 

"Devil!" you hissed through a smile. You pulled me into your arms and we kissed. The rhythm of the water felt like a gentle tropical rain teasing my body. This was heaven. I unbuttoned your shirt and tossed it onto the bathroom floor. It was time to get naked. Smiling that crooked smile of yours, you pulled off my top, and pressed your bare chest against my breasts. It didn't take long before all our clothes were off and piled in a heap at our feet.

You lathered up your hands with a persimmon-scented soap and washed my body. With soft, unhurried strokes they moved from my back to my neck and worked their way down to my nipples. I gasped as your fingers slid between my thighs—your thumb lingering in deep places far too long. What a slow, gentle lover you were. 

I don't think there's anything more sensual that a man washing a woman's hair. You told me to close my eyes and ran your fingers through my long, dark strands. Suds floated down my body like mountains of weightless whipping cream as your hands worked their magic—a second taste of heaven. I relaxed and leaned into you while my fingers traced the curve of your soft, firm butt. Just as my hands were getting into some delicious exploration you turned me around so I was once again standing under the steady stream of water.

Now it was my turn. I stood behind you letting my nipples lightly graze your back. Using my soapy palms, I slid them over your chest, up your shoulders and down your arms. You were over 6 feet tall and had an athletic body. It was smooth and strong – a reflection of your soccer playing days. I pushed you forward a little and dragged my fingernails up your back and down to your cheeks again. My hands drew circles over your muscular loins and then slowly moved to the front of your body - to your upper thighs. Still standing behind you, my fingertips worked their way up to your stomach and then down again, tracing the outer edge of your dark, curly hair. My body tingled all over with the thought of touching your cock. I resisted the temptation and turned you around letting the gentle spray of water rinse us both clean. 

You stepped out of the shower and grabbed a huge, fluffy towel. Dripping wet, you wrapped me up and carried me to the bedroom. Night had fallen but the grounds danced with flames and shadows cast by the burning torches lit outside. Even in the distant darkness we could see the silver, frothy curl of the waves catching the light of the moon as they came crashing onto shore. 

The thought of making love to you was overwhelming - a must. All doubt was erased, there was no turning back. I wanted you. I wanted to feel your words all over my body, inside me - hot and wet. 

You lay me down on the bed and propped yourself up on your side, kissing my face, my hair, my eyes while your fingers outlined my nipples. Your fingertips felt so soft. We both indulged in a skin-on-skin feast, enjoying the play of touching each other along with the sensations we were causing. My body could almost physically feel your responses as you reacted to my touch. Sometimes smiling, sometimes moaning – the words were now being felt, the connection becoming complete. 

Like a painter's brush, your tongue lightly danced over my nipples. Even your gentle breath captured their attention, transforming their pale pink softness to an excited, deep colour—erect and firm. 

Your hand moved down my stomach and stopped just above my smooth, shaved lips. It took all the will power I had not to raise my hips into you so that your fingers would slide deep inside me. It would have been so easy. My legs spread with anticipation—your words now running feverishly through my head. I knew what you were capable of. I knew what you were going to do. You had taken me there so many times before in your letters. 

Lying back, I let your touch envelop and control me. I could feel your eyes on me and loved that you were watching...like an artist smiling, pleased with his work. Your fingers delicately moved in tiny circles over my clit making my hips and stomach undulate. 

"You're so responsive...." Your voice trailed off as if you had spoken to no one in particular. 

Your hand left my clit and slid down to my moist opening. That's when I hit the ceiling. Half way between the two was a place so sensitive. Mercilessly, you teased - running over it, again and again. I let the rush consume me, pushing my hips up into your hand—my body telling you how much I wanted this. 

At last, your fingers slid inside me. I wanted to take a bite out of my pillow but instead I settled for clawing at it and sank deeper into your touch. It was slow....so torturously slow. Your fingers entered me and my body screamed, remembering this forgotten high – this luscious, sweet gift. Then, just as slowly as you had slid them in, you pulled them out. My body wanted to follow them...demanding they come back! I could have endured their magic without end—your fingers speaking for you – so sensual, tender and giving. I heard myself let out a long, breathy moan, reacting to this first touch. Its newness had been forgotten. You were the only other man to touch me in 15 years.

Your voice broke my trance, whispering to me—encouraging me, "Let go Jenn...let it all go." 

I was in glorious, sensual shock—gliding into a zone that was bordering on sensory overload. You took my hand into yours and placed my first two fingers in your mouth. The warmth and wetness of your tongue and the slow, gentle sucking from your mouth, almost made me turn away from your gaze. Our connection was raw—the purity of the moment overwhelming. Never had I felt more exposed. 

Your fingers rhythmically continued to slide in and out of me. I was being consumed by delicious sensations from fingers and pussy; sliding and pushing, slippery and thick, wet and wanting. 

"Don't stop doing that – ever..." I pleaded. 

My body recoiled in shock as the tip of your tongue danced over my clit. I let out an "Oh gawwwwd," and breathed your name. My hips heaved, craving more of your mouth, more of your fingers, more of your tongue. I was drowning in your touch. Pinching my nipples hard, I was fighting for something to ground me. I felt a surge of fiery heat and sunk into the flame as I orgasmed—that feeling of being suspended—washed away in whiteness— swept under by sensation. Again, I called out your name. 

So much and yet so little was happening at the same time. You shifted your position and moved your body on top of mine. I remember the soothing sound of the ocean in the background as our eyes locked. I remember wanting to freeze this moment, delighting in the precious seconds before your cock was going to take my breath away. I remember feeling a sense of total serenity—of my soul being touched. I remember feeling blissfully happy that I was lying there surrounded by everything your words had said to me. Your letters had made no false promises, had told no lies.

My legs spread as your cock pressed up against my wet lips. You were intuitively gentle, letting us savour every second as we connected - body and soul. You pushed your cock deep inside me – spreading me open, filling me. The circuit was now complete. We didn't move. This stillness was the most erotic moment of my life. We froze, ingraining the sensation to memory. 

My pussy hungrily grabbed onto your cock, squeezing it, daring it to go further. I arched my back and moaned as you pulled out. 

"It never felt like this before...never." I think I said that out loud. I was in a dream-like fantasy – an adult fairytale and sure as hell didn't want to find out if this was real or not. I wanted to stay right where I was - forever.

Your thighs pushed into mine again, setting a gentle rhythm, making each thrust seem even more sensual that the one before it. My hands went over my head, surrendering my body completely to you as your gorgeous cock slid in and out of me. Any feeling of you being a stranger—a lover I didn't know—was erased and replaced by unconditional trust and total submission.




Jenn & James Ch. 01



The gentleness ended. Our bodies communicated a sense of urgency—we needed more. I wrapped my legs around your hips and pulled you into me. I wanted you deep inside—fucking me so hard that my body moved across the bed with each thrust. My hands found the headboard and I pushed against it, intensifying the force of your penetration. 

Our bodies were dripping with the taste of sweat. I half sat up and licked your glistening skin only to collapse back down onto the bed—our bodies slamming together—driven by an insatiable need to go on and on. We knew this moment would end too soon and needed to remember the taste of each kiss and the ecstasy of your cock inside me. 

My moans grew louder, drowning out the sound of the pounding ocean. We were draped in a blanket of sweet juices—mouths kissing hard—bodies electrified with each movement. The pace changed and your thrust became stronger. I squeezed your cock as it slid deep inside me and, once again, let the strength of my legs pull you into me hard. You could hold back no longer. Your warm fluid filled me as my body opened up to you - each stroke echoing a shimmering pulsation. I could feel your body, tense and powerful, finally releasing all the energy of our words.

Moments later, we lay in each other's arms, trembling and exhausted. This was love making as it should be—like it used to be. My body tingled with not an ounce of strength left in it, my breathing still heavy and heart racing. I purred as you wrapped me in your arms, holding me with an affection I had hoped would be there after we had made love. The tenderness in your eyes left no room for guilt or regrets. Your kisses sealed the melding of our hearts.

We needed sleep. With one more night ahead of us we reluctantly gave in and drifted off, jealous of the precious time sleep would steal from us. 



Jenn & James Ch. 02



Chapter 2: The Contest

I still couldn't believe I was sitting across the table from you at an outdoor café in Los Angeles. And I was warm! Believe me, coming from Canada, the thought of a March wind not assaulting your very bone marrow was a sweet thought. 

Over dinner we laughed about our outrageous plans for tonight—all the while I secretly watched your mouth while you spoke. I wanted to kiss you so badly. You looked delicious, eyes sparkling with the excitement of us finally meeting in your city. 

Yes, we had only met yesterday. Well, that's not completely true as we probably knew each other better than most lovers who had been together for years. The internet tends to do that to relationships—you dive in fast and furious with no secrets held back. In fact, I had discovered things about myself that even I didn't know! 

When we met on-line we had made an immediate connection and developed a deep affection for each other along with some 'hot and spicy' exploration tossed in. It eventually spiralled to a point where there was simply nothing more in the world we wanted to do than to look into each other's eyes while making love. 

But tonight our conversation was charged with the excitement of actually speaking face-to-face—after all we had been writing every day to one another for over five months now. It had been a scary step bringing our on-line relationship into reality. I hadn't imagined we would enjoy each other this much. I don't think either of us had finished one entire train of thought yet tonight. We had so much to say - jumping from subject to subject, covering the spectrum from childhood fears to music that moved our souls. With fingers entwined, we talked and talked and talked. 

Last night we had spent a glorious night in bed that's another story); tender and slow, getting to experience in the flesh, what we knew and wanted. My body had transformed into an electrified, wet, and willing playground for you. Who would have thought your touch was even more exquisite in person? It made our long distance correspondence now seem understated and unreal. Yes, last night had been a little piece of heaven—no, make that a large slice. 

But tonight we felt naughty and had a sinful plan. I was nervous but excited—this was going to be a big first on the 'Holy Shit Do You Believe I Did That!' list. I can't remember whose idea it had been—only that it was a secret fantasy we both shared. You even had the perfect club picked out for this scrumptious deed. 

While chatting on-line we had sketched out in full detail the description of the man we were looking for tonight. The physical aspect had been very important to me and I was happy to see that we had similar tastes. I am attracted to big men, in every way, as I love feeling surrounded and sometimes powerless by them. We also had a prerequisite that was a must—his cock had to be larger than yours. This might be difficult to find but what a mission! 

After dinner and a shared bottle of wine we decided to walk to the club. The streets were oozing with energy, making me feel giddy, like a teenager in love who had forgotten the meaning of common sense. Your arm brushed against mine as we walked, luring my thoughts and body back to our last 24 hours spent in bed. I reached out for your hand needing to be reminded I was really here. 

You wrapped your arms around me, pulling me into a little cove that was carved out by the building's structure and pressed your body against mine as we kissed. I was instantly transported back to last night's love making. Your kisses seemed to do that to me. I sighed softly as your warm, thick tongue welcomed mine in your mouth. We laughed at how aroused we could get in a mere 30 seconds of kissing and forced ourselves to carry on with our walk. 

"This is it!" you announced as we approached an old stone mansion. I looked up to see a doorman at the top of a wide staircase greeting couples as they entered. My heart pounded as we climbed the stairs and stepped inside the club. 

"Last chance to turn around Jenn," said that trusty little angel sitting on my shoulder. I smiled feeling comfortable and excited as your hands went around my waist and directed me straight to the bar. I ordered a tall soda water with a mountain of lemon slices wanting to have a clear head for our night. I was nervous. As if it wasn't enough that I had you beside me, wanting me as much as I wanted you, we were going to share an experience tonight that was only in my stories—pen to paper. 

You saw the uncertain look on my face and nuzzled your nose into my hair whispering, "Jenn, this will only go as far as you want it to go. It can be just you and me at any time. But I can feel you want to do this and I know you'll love it. Let's go find a comfy place to people-watch and find our man." 

Your lips planted delicate kisses along the side of my neck, working their way to my mouth. It was my most favourite kiss of the night. No tongue, just your soft lips on mine—no movement, only a sensual exchange of tenderness.

We walked through an elaborate room of couches, tables and chairs crowded with people talking and drinking. Long-legged women were pole-dancing on a stage to the side of the room stripping for the voyeurs. The room was alive with a sexed up charge as the skimpy attire of the daring ones was slowly being peeled off. Others were already half naked on the dance floor, affected by the scent of sex and the anticipation of what the night was to hold. 

We found a couch with a great view of the room and sat down laughing with each other. Two kids in a candy shop. It wasn't long before the music lured me to the dance floor. Grabbing your hand I smiled and said, "Come dance with me James!" This was the perfect way to work off some of my nervous energy; I love to dance when the music moves me. 

By the time we made our way to the dance floor a slow song was playing, Whiter Shade of Pale. You pulled me close and whispered, "I love having you in my arms." Our mouths and tongues danced together, once again feeling that special connection—making everyone else in the room disappear. 

Your hands pressed on my ass and I moaned, feeling your cock hard against me. One hand stayed massaging my cheeks, as the other slid up my side, cupping one of my breasts. Your thumb played with the nipple hiding under my silky camisole sending a fiery message directly to my clit. I ran my fingertips along your neck and down your chest. Everyone around us was enjoying the intimacy of their dance; kissing and touching—all performers knowing they were being watched. Slow dancing took on a new meaning for me that night. 

Then I saw him. A woman was kneeling in front of a beautiful, tall, dark man. His zipper was undone and his cock was in her mouth. I watched as she slowly pulled her head back revealing a huge, thick cock. It was just what we were looking for. His hands played in her hair as she sucked him with the confidence of knowing what he liked. 

I whispered in your ear, "We've found him." Your eyes moved in the same direction as mine and we watched her tease him, our tongues still playing. His body language said he was holding back, not wanting to be satiated then and there. The woman fed into that, knowing when to pull back and slow down. 

To our delight his eyes were drawn to us. He watched your fingers playing with my nipple and our tongues languidly making love. My hand slid down your chest and stomach to the spectacular bulge in your pants – his eyes followed my hands. I ran my palm over your protruding cock letting my fingers fondle the outline of your balls giving him a full view of your sex. Our friend smiled and we knew he wanted us.

His hands reached down to the woman's head and gently pulled her up so she was standing in front of him. He kissed her mouth with a familiarity—they seemed to be old lovers that had tasted and enjoyed each other's talents before. When their kiss had ended she slid out of his arms and disappeared into the pulse of the club. He looked at us and tilted his head with questioning eyes. We exchanged affirming looks and both smiled back at him. The message had been sent. We were all on the same wave length. He left the dance floor with us following.

We were led to a private room off to the side of the club furnished with a large chaise lounge and a matching deep crimson loveseat. There was an exchange of words with our waiter and a bottle of Ayala, a dry French Champagne, arrived quickly and was placed on a wrought iron table in the middle of our playroom. The oval shaped room had several one-way glass windows looking out into the club. We could see out – but no one could see in. I loved the haunting, seductive feeling created by the dim light cast from the medieval chandelier hanging above us. The room was dripping with an open invitation of tasteful sensuality and dirty fucking.

Our host poured three glasses of champagne and offered us one, making sure our hands brushed upon delivery. What a sensual touch. My body was on fire with the thought of having both of you all to myself. Without even having a first sip of the pink bubbly, I felt light headed and giddy—this was really happening! 

"Hi, my name's Peter." His face broke into a delicious smile, making his eyes dance as he held his champagne glass up in a toast. 

The ice was broken. We all clinked glasses, exchanging looks filled with excitement and anticipation. 

With wet, cool lips you leaned over and kissed me. "This is Jennifer, Peter, and my name is James." 

I took another healthy gulp of my drink and slid down beside you on the loveseat. Peter stayed standing, undressing us with his eyes. I felt naked already and loved the surge of anxiety as it ran through my veins. 

With a sultry look I turned to him, "We have a fantasy we would like to play out with you tonight Peter."

Amused by this suggestion he sat down beside me on the arm of the loveseat and said, "Oh, and what might that be?" 

I explained that you had a very large cock and had always wanted to suck another cock that was bigger than your own. 

Peter smiled. "And what is your participation in this fantasy, Jennifer?"

"Well, James' fantasy actually is two-fold which includes me too. It would be like a contest. We want to see whose technique you like best." 

We all laughed. Can you imagine having to ask a man if he would like to be sucked and licked and stroked by two lovers ready to do anything to outdo each other? 

Peter put his glass down on the table and his hand moved up to touch my neck. His fingers ran across my shoulder making the tiny dress strap fall down my arm. "I think I would like that very much," he said. He did the same to the other strap and then moved his fingers down to my nipple, circling the soft areola on the outside of my top. My breath quickened at his touch.

Peter continued teasing my nipples and looked at you with a request. "I would love to watch the two of you kiss again like you did on the dance floor. The passion you both surrender to while kissing is quite a turn on for me." 

Happy to oblige, I leaned back and sank into your arms. As I did, the top of my dress fell down just enough to expose my tanned breasts and nipples. Peter's playing had made them hard and sensitive. I loved the rush of power it gave me knowing this would seduce him even more. I felt your hand slide over one of my breasts and take a nipple between your finger and thumb—rolling it firmly—as you had found out last night I loved so much. Your kiss got me so hot! Your tongue slid between my lips, running over my teeth, around my tongue and then plunged into my mouth. I craved a long, deep kiss that mimicked what your cock was going to feel like inside me later tonight. 

A hand slid up my leg along the inside of my thigh making my legs spread instinctively. I opened my eyes and smiled to see the surprise on Peter's face at his discovery. I was not wearing panties. I find it very arousing to go out in public with the thought of being readily fucked at any moment. My stomach muscles tightened as Peter's fingers teased the outside of my shaved pussy, making me wet with desire, willing them to sink deep inside me. 

Then his touch was gone. While we kissed, Peter moved onto the chaise lounge and stroked his cock slowly as he watched us. Yes, it was enormous. I never thought I would see a cock larger than yours, my dear James, but there it was—waiting for us. 

I walked over to him and kneeled between his legs. My hands reached up and unbuttoned his shirt, exposing his black, hairy chest, button-by-button— inch-by-inch. "I want to kiss you Jennifer," he said, staring into my eyes. As this was my first time at a swing club let alone participating in a threesome, I wasn't sure of the etiquette and looked at you for sanction. 

Your hand touched my cheek. "Yes, my love, do whatever your body wants you to do. This is for us, remember?"

At that moment I wanted to be in your arms. A gentle feeling of love swept through me and confused me. I tucked it away promising myself I would revisit it later. You had such a way of making me feel comfortable about what I was doing. I had never before let anyone into this guarded place we were exploring together—it felt unfamiliar but so right. 

I was pulled into Peter's arms and felt a different mouth on mine. He had beautiful, full lips and his kiss was slow and deep. As his tongue wrapped around mine, his breath became my breath and my exhales turned into soft whimpers. He kissed me with a desire that was raw and sensually rough. It made me want to melt into him. 

His hands went to the top of my dress and tugged it down to my midriff, completely exposing my breasts. My mouth let out a faint gasp as I felt your eyes on me—watching this man touch my breasts—seeing the passion in our tongues, and I liked it. 

You moved over and joined us, positioning you behind me, kissing my neck. I laughed out loud thinking no one would believe me if I told them what I was doing right now. There I was, sandwiched between two hot bodies pressing against me, hands exploring every inch and the two biggest cocks I would probably see in my entire lifetime at my command. 

My body was pulsing and sending electric charges of arousal through my veins—head to toe. Every nerve ending seemed to be on fire. Your hands went down my back and ran over my ass. I knew I had better get our mission started or we would become completely side tracked, even if it was in the most delectable way. 

I broke off my kiss, smiling at Peter as I gently pushed him back so he was lying on the chaise lounge. His unbuttoned shirt fell opened, exposing a muscular upper body and a dark jungle of hair. I couldn't resist and crawled up his body like a stalking cat, letting my tongue lead the way—sliding up to his neck and dragging my nipples along his torso and chest. My tongue teased as it flicked across his lips and then I returned down the same way it had come.

I moved to the right of the chaise lounge as you kneeled on the opposite side, with Peter lying down between us. Easing his jeans and boxer shorts down his body, I removed them and dropped them to the floor. Oh, James, we had done well. I took a moment to admire our choice. We had excellent taste, I thought, as my eyes drank in his large, solid thighs and a washboard for a stomach. 

You leaned forward, over his body, and pulled me into a kiss. Peter's cock was so hard and long that it touched my nipples as we bent over him. I let out a soft sigh of excitement, my tongue craving to start the contest. 

As we kissed you lowered your body slowly so that our mouths were now hovering just above Peter's cock. You gently pulled your mouth away from mine and smiled just before running your tongue slowly along Peter's long, stiff shaft. Never being able to resist a challenge, I did the same with one, unhurried lick down the other side. 

I whispered, "Let the games begin." We both parted our lips and worked them up his cock, French kissing it—your eyes focused on my eyes—locked inside our stare. Once we reached the soft, velvet head our tongues swirled, sealing our lips together in a long, passionate kiss. The texture of our lips and Peter's cock head were so smooth and slippery that it made our tongues almost feel rough in contrast. 

I pulled Peter's thigh toward me, spreading his legs so I could play with his balls. My fingers cupped them, gently massaging with the palm of my hand. I grasped his cock with my other hand and swirled my tongue around the soft head. My mouth wanted to taste him. I let it slide inside my mouth, taking in as much as I could and then pulled up at a slow, torturous pace. Peter started to moan with delight. 

I held his cock at the base of the shaft and offered it to you. Your lips covered the head and you deep throated him over and over again while I controlled his cock with my hand. Watching you feast on him made me even hungrier for my turn. I pulled his cock away from your mouth and guided it into mine. Your hands played in my hair, tugging it, smoothing it, messing it. Like two musicians 'trading fours' we shared sucking his cock, driving him wild. 

We finally came up for air and smiled at each other. Peter murmured something about not being sure he was going to survive the Contest and collapsed back down onto the crimson red torture rack. 

We almost lost him when you placed a hand lightly on top of mine while I continued stroking him—sliding up and down his throbbing shaft. With your guidance you showed me the perfect rhythm for taking a man this way. But we were not ready to let him come. 

I removed our hands making way for my wet lips to slide up his cock. Just as I reached the head I stopped and ran my tongue around his thick girth. God, he had a gorgeous cock! Hesitating at the crease, I swirled round and round that tiny, delicate, overly-sensitive spot. Peter's hips pushed forward in response. The tip of my tongue flipped up to the head and, using it like a paint brush, I licked and flicked at my masterpiece. I felt your fingers entwine with mine, barely touching but grounding us as two lovers consumed in lust. 

You joined me teasing his cock with your tongue—sometimes surprising me and sliding it in my mouth between licks. At that point, I don't know what was enjoying your tongue more, my mouth or Peter's cock. We necked and sucked and licked and teased him until I felt his fingers in my hair. He was groaning and his balls were taut and hard. 

You stood up and guided me so I was bent over between Peter's legs. I heard you unzipping your pants and felt my skirt being pushed up over my ass as my mouth hungrily dove back down, lavishing Peter once more. You spread my legs and gently pushed your cock between my thighs, sliding it up my slit that was now slippery, moist and ready. When it touched my clit I breathed a soft cry. 

In a dreamy state, I opened my eyes to admire my tasty, larger-than-life lollipop and was struck with a very erotic sight through the one-way windows. There was a woman half naked with pieces of her clothing discarded on the couch she was bent over. Her tongue was playing with another woman's nipples while her partner was fucking her doggie style. My eyes were glued to his cock thrusting into her as he held her by the waist, grinding his body into hers. 

Peter's cock was now buried inside my mouth. Well, I should say, as much as I could get into my mouth! With a slow and steady motion his hips rose up, gently urging me to take it deeper and deeper. Spreading my cheeks wide, you pushed your cock in slowly—all the way—fucking me with the same rhythm as Peter's thrusts. James, this was everything you had said it would be, and more. 

Once again Peter's body told me he was going to come. His hands dropped down to the side of the chaise lounge looking for something to hold onto and his hips gently bucked under me. He was still moving at a sensually slow pace so I followed his lead and didn't quicken the tempo—he liked it slow and steady. I let his cock slide in deep, grazing the back of my throat. It was rock hard and throbbing. I felt a shudder ripple through his body and he cried out. My tongue swirled around the head as I wrapped my hand around his huge pulsing cock, gently pumping it. I had never seen anything like this—he kept coming and coming. 




Jenn & James Ch. 02



All the while, you had been deliciously slow fucking me. With each thrust, you withdrew completely and let your cock slide up to my clit. My legs were weak and I resonated into a long, throaty growl. I repositioned myself on all fours on the chaise lounge as Peter slid down under me burying his face in my pussy. His tongue began its magic on my clit as your cock gently pumped in and out. I could feel it sliding over that soft, spongy zone, teasing my G-spot and didn't move for fear of losing our perfect angle. 

Your cock was now engorged and your fingers dug into my hips pulling me into you. Deeper and faster you fucked me; it was primal, hard, and passionate. Peter had my lips spread wide. His tongue swivelled around my clit making my body feel unconditionally open and wanton, craving everything and anything. I was totally confused with over stimulation from your hard cock sliding over my G-spot and Peter's tongue teasing my clit. 

I let myself relax into the orgasm, throwing my head back and surrendering my body completely to my two lovers. The wave started from my clit and flowed like boiling lava through my body. Your hands went to my shoulders, pulling me up almost to a kneeling position. This sent us both over the edge. I arched my back and pushed into you as your cock released its hot liquid deep inside me. My clit responded with long, hard pulses that gripped my body with the sweetness of finally letting go. 

I eventually tuned back into our surroundings by your kisses on the back of my neck. I was still in shock from my body being taken over by such an intense climax and welcomed being pulled into your arms. I was shaking and needed to feel the warmth of your body pressed against mine.

Peter had collapsed on the loveseat with a great big smile on his face. He watched us for a moment then sat up and refreshed our drinks. While pouring another round he commented, "Well, I think it was close."

"What was close?" I said, accepting the champagne and receiving the same intimate brush of hand from him once more.

He raised his glass in a toast and said with a wicked grin, "To the Contest. It was so close I think we may have to do it again."



Jenn and Lauren



Jenn and Lauren are good friends with both my sons. They are both 22 years old and have been boating with us regularly since middle school. In the early high school years, it was obvious that these girls were going to be hot young ladies, and they have not disappointed me at all. I kinda felt like a pervert, checking them out during the late teenage years, but it was hard not to notice their growth. 

In my opinion Jenn is the an absolute beauty. She is a big girl, not fat at all, but tall and athletically built. She goes about 5-9 and about 140 lbs. She has a huge main of coal black hair and wore it in an almost 1980's style. She has big round dark eyes, very voluptuous curves, with full natural boobs. She was beast on the basketball and volleyball courts in high school and college, but when she is in her girl clothes, trust me, she is ALL woman. She has a small tattoo just above the bikini line in the small of her back and has a barbed wire tattoo all around her naval in addition to the naval piercing. Very hot.......

Jenn is very comfortable for a girl of her size. Most girls try to dress down and hid the height and curves. Jenn has no problem with it and carries it well. She regularly wears tight clothing which accentuates her curves. She wears tight jeans, crop tops which show her sexy tummy, and stuff with deep cleavage. She also wears a lot of short cheerleader type shorts and sports bras. She does not dress slutty at all, actually more sporty than anything. She also wears baseball hats with the pony tail sticking out the back and large hoop earings. 

Jenn is really into having fun. No matter what she is doing, fun is a priority. She is constantly laughing and carrying on. She has a very magnetic personality and I really like being around her. She has not seen her father since she was 3, so I think she likes the fatherly type relationship that I possess. She regularly gives me a hello or goodbye kiss on the forhead and refers to me as "old man". 

Little Lauren is just the opposite, she is little. Maybe 5 feet and 100 lbs. she has dirty blonde hair just long enough for the 'soccer girl pony tail' look, green eyes, very small boob and never wears a bra. She has nice curves but not as solid and curvy as Jenn's. Lauren has her belly button pierced also and then the small diamond stud in the side of her nose. 

Lauren is not as outgoing as Jenn. She will laugh in response to funny stuff, but is not the initiator of the fun. She kind of sits back and watches and just takes it all in, just being part of the fun. 

Both girls have killer tans as they spend at least 1 day a week with us on the boat. I really dig the tiny bikinis they wear and they are not shy at all about wearing them. Even the cover up clothing they wear is very tight and sexy. The just romp and roll all over the boat as they did when they were little kids. Little did they know that I was loving the sights of all the wiggles and jiggles that their hot bodies produced. They were the thought of many jerk off sessions for me over the last couple years. Perv.........

Anyhow, this summer was great for boating, sunny and hot all season. One Wednesday, they came over and prepared to go boating for the day. My wife Katie was at work and going to meet us around dinner time on the water. 

Both my sons and the girls were going to the lake early and meeting one of my sons other friends. We got everything loaded and off we go. As we launched the boat, my son's friend called and said his car broke down. My older son offered to go pick him up as he was anxious to see his buddy. Their schedules did not coordinate well this summer so they were dying to hang together. The other son volunteered to go along as he is a motor head and was going to look at the car to find the problem. They would be gone for about 3 hours, so the girls and I just took off without them. 

We cruised down to the islands and found our favorite cove to drop anchor. Being a Wednesday, the lake was empty as expected. The girls wasted no time at all in peeling off the tight cover ups. I think they put a little extra wiggle in it for me as it seemed like the undressed in slow motion. My cock stirred slightly as I saw Jenn had a new piece of jewelry. She wore one of those belly chains that girls wear like a belt. It was draped over her shapely hips and dipped way down in the front. But it had a small chain that connected it to her belly button ring. Yep, the cock is hard now. 

Jenn was wearing a true string bikini. The bottoms tie up very high on the sides of her hip and fit very seductively. The top is a regular string top with the triangle pieces that slide to make the cups wider or narrow. Her large boobs filled the cups and seemed to slightly spill out of the sides. 

Lauren had on a halter type top which went very well with her tiny little boobs. Her bottoms were a deep V cut that had the seem that ran vertically up the center of the crotch. It produced a very, very slight camel toe, but she makes no attempt to hide it. 

I had to change my position to cover the erection, hopefully they did not notice. Jenn plopped down on the spacious sun pad, and Little Lauren sat in the corner of the bench seat. It was very sunny and hot and the sweat beads built up on their gorgeously tanned bodies. I was in the passenger seat swiveled facing backwards with my feet propped up on the rear bench seat.

I was reading a magazine and the girls chatted about guys. Jenn was mad because the guy she liked treated her like a possession. Lauren had no boyfriend at all; she just fucked em and chucked em. Jenn was somewhat of flirt and cock tease and most people new it. She however, seemed to think that it should not matter. But the new boyfriend didn't like it and treated her accordingly. I kinda giggled thinking about my high school days and how I would fuck any girl I could get, no relationship shit, just sex. 

"What is so funny Mr P?" Lauren asked.

"just hearing you 2 talk about guys, that's all."

"Mr P, are all guys assholes like Bill? Seems like they just want to bust their nut with me and then shove me aside so they can do their thing." Jenn admitted. 

"Well Jenn, not all are like that, but you don't help matters either with the teasing stuff you know."

She looked at me kinda perturbed and then got a shit eatin grin.

"Yeah, I guess I am somewhat of a flirt and cock tease." and both girls giggled.

"When a girls does that stuff, guys just want to bust their nut and give them a good ole grudge fuck." I explained. "As long as they get off, they don't care about you." 

"What about you Mr P? You and Mrs P were sweethearts in school. Did YOU ever give HER a grudge fuck?"

"No mam, I was so happy to be getting laid that I gave it 110% percent all the time." I replied. I knew that tomorrow could be the last time I ever had sex and I wanted to make sure I had no regrets about my effort."

"Too bad all guys aren't like that, huh Lauren?" Jenn quipped. 

"Yeah, it would be nice to have a guy think about what WE like too and not just them doin me with a quickie and then splitting."

The talk about sex and the sweat glistening on their succulent bodies had my cock stirred up even more and I had to change positions again so as to hide the boner. 

Jenn must have noticed, because she sat up and faced me with her feet now on the bench seat. "I guess Mrs. P must be pretty pleased with your effort then, huh Mr P?"

"She hasn't complained yet, so I guess I must be doing ok. With me getting older, Things aren't going to work forever you know." I laughed as I pointed to my crotch, "so I need to be the best I can be and get it while the gettin is good."

"Well" said Jenn, "seems to me like things are lookin pretty good right now, huh Lauren?" She gave Lauren a wink and a nod to look towards my rock hard cock. 

Of course, Lauren looked and made slight wide eyed response. Lauren looked back to Jenn and must have mouthed something because Jenn nodded slightly and leaned forward exposing massive cleavage. 

"What do you think Mr P, would you show me what 110% feels like?"

" Uhhhhhh, Sorry, but Mrs P probably would like that very much."

"Well now, she isn't here and what she doesn't know won't hurt her" Little Lauren said which kinda surprised me. 

Jenn lunged from her spot over towards me and grabbed my cock right through my shorts. I leaned back in an attempt to resist but there was nowhere to go. 

"After all, You said it Mr P, gotta get it while the gettin is good, right?"

"I guess I did say something like that, now didn't I?"

"So are you good to your word or are you gonna wimp out?" Lauren commanded. 

Jenn removed her hand and quickly sat on my lap facing sideways with her arms around my neck. She pressed her large boob close to my face and waited for a response.

"WELL, Mr P?" she asked. 

I broke into a sweat with nervousness, not exactly sure what to think or do, seemed like forever. Then the devil me thought 'if she wants to fuck me, who am I to say no'. this girl is spankin hot and is hanging on me dying for a fuck, and you better damn well know that I am not going to let her down. 

Without saying a word, I grabbed her behind the head with one hand and pressed my lips tightly to hers. She gasped as I surprised her, but relaxed almost instantly and began to kiss back very passionately. Our tongues probed each others warm mouths and she even sucked my tongue, blow job style. My other hand instinctively went to her hip while the other stayed tangled in her massive expanse of hair. She showed some aggressiveness during the kiss, which made me believe that she was not teasing, she really wanted 110%.

I broke the kiss and began to nuzzle her neck and throat as she leaned her head back to offer me the room. She let out a slight 'mmmmm' noise which meant she approved. I looked at Little Lauren over in the corner and she just looked at me without blinking. I was getting a 'go ahead and fuck her' vibe as she just sat their and stared with intensity. I resumed with Jenn by moving some hair to nibble and licking her ear. She giggled at first but then began to enjoy it with a little more 'mmmm'. 

I used a very light fingertip touch and just dragged my fingers all over her curvy waist and hips. Her body gently swayed as she wrapped an arm around my head and leaned back a again to give me more room for the touch. I hoisted her up and told her to lie on her back on the bench and for Lauren to hop into the driver's seat and face backward. Jenn lay back as if on a massage table and I kneeled on the floor. I began to kiss her again as she wrapped her arm around me and lightly rubbed my back. I used my hand and began to caress her soft smooth tummy, hips and waist. I am absolutely fascinated by her gorgeous curves and going to touch them as much as possible. I kissed down her chin to her throat and again she leaned her head back to give me more access. I licked and kissed all over her upper chest as she cooed and moaned away. 

I noticed that Lauren had moved and was now lying on the sun pad on her tummy, looking over the edge to get a close-up view. She gave me a very coy look and motioned for me to keep going. I didn't need to be told twice as I lowered my kisses to Jenns gorgeously tanned tummy and waist. Her body squirmed with approval as she was now looking down to see what I was doing. I made sure to drag my tongue very slowly all around her deep naval which seemed to send shivers through her body. While doing so, I used my hand to caress her upper thighs, running my fingers right up to her tight fitting bikini bottoms. 

I allowed my fingers to graze her vulva which was now slightly bulging. Her thighs twitched in response so I did it again just to see the reaction on her face. She winced in response to the second touch and slightly parted her legs which was all the approval I needed. I used the full palm of my hand and pushed down on her pussy mound. I let my fingers slide down deep into her crotch and rubbed hard enough to get response, but went no further. I left my hand their and kissed her again. I began to remove my hand and she clamped her legs closed, trapping it against her now warm and moist pussy. 

I could feel her attempt to grind her cunt onto my hand without success when she finally said "keep rubbing my pussy". 

I looked into her eyes as she spread her legs for me. I again pressed may palm onto her pussy mound with a slight grinding motion and allowed my fingers to brush against her vulva. She loved it as she said "Oh yesssss, that feels soooooo gooooddd Mr P."

Lauren had reached down and began slowly touch Jenns boobs. She ran her fingers ever so lightly all around the edges of the fabric, where the boobs are spilling out. It must have been a sensitive spot as Jenn jumped at the touch and let out a bashful giggle. But she allowed Lauren to keep going. Eventually, Little Lauren began to really play with Jenns full boobs, which looked huge compared to Laurens small hands. 

Lauren had even slid the bikini top aside to make better access to jenns boobs. I wasted no time in untying the sides of the bikini bottoms but leaving the center material in place, just for kicks. I slid my fingers all around the edges of the material but without moving it. I continued to tease Jenn while she looked on in anticipation. I again kiss her smooth tummy while I lowered her bikini bottoms to expose her moist pussy. She had a very narrow patch of dark black pubic hair that was trimmed in a Brazilian style manner and stopped about and inch above her clit hood. Her clit was hugely swollen and her naturally smooth vulva was engorged with sexual excitement. 

I assisted her upright and then spun her around and leaned her into the corner seat in a reclined position. I pulled her hips out so her ass was at the edge of the bench. I leaned in of top of her and gave her another very deep tongue probing kiss. She 'mmmmmm'd with pleasure as her hands roamed all over my back. I pressed my hard cock into her pussy mound and I could feel it shudder. She began to pull the back waistband of my shorts off. We broke the kiss and I leaned back which gave her the chance to finish removing my shorts and exposing the best boner I have had in years. 

She lightly touched my cock and watched it twitch in response. Her fingernails drove me crazy as she dragged them up and down and all over my balls. Somehow, I managed NOT to cum all over her right then. Lauren sat up on the sun pad behind Jenn and let her leg hang over on either side of Jenns body. When Jenn would lean her head back, it was right up against Little Laurens pussy. Lauren had access to kiss Jenn from above and let her hands roam all over jenns full boobs. 

Jenn took one hand and began to slowly stoke my cock but with not really squeezing it at all, just barely closing her hand around it. The felt great as I became dizzy with anticipation. She used the other hand to cup and tease my ball sack. I could not take much of this so I stood up and put one foot on the bench and leaned in. I put my stiff dick right in front of her face to see what she would do. She stuck out her tongue and licked it like and ice cream cone from the bottom of my balls to the slit in my cock head. One, loooooooong, slooooooooow, lick. Then she looked up at me and licked her lips in a very slutty fashion. 

She sucked my knob with very soft little sucking noises and then took my cock deep into her mouth in one smooth motion. She licked all the way down the side of my swollen shaft and then back up the other. She bent down lower and sucked each of my balls into her mouth while she made a humming noise. Again, somehow I managed not to blow my wad right there. As she licked the underside of my balls, she looked at me with her beautiful dark eyes and gave me a wink. She then closed them and had a very satisfied look on her face as she continued to lick and suck all up and down my shaft. Lauren had bent way over to the side to get a close up look and also had a look of lust on her face. 

I put my hand to Little Laurens chin and sat her upright again. I bent down , took her head into both hands to kiss her and she shot her little tongue aggressively into my mouth. Jenn stopped sucking, and proceeded to pump my cock with both hands. She looked up to see us kissing and said ...

"So Mr P, how we doin so far?"

"Seems like you are havin fun which is what it's all about." I replied. 

I decided it was time for some pussy licking. I broke my kiss with Little Lauren, and dropped back to my knees and between Jenns wide spread legs. Her bikini bottom had gotten caught up in between her legs when I shoved her in the corner, so I just pulled them out from under her ass now. Her pussy was already dripping some juice right onto the seat. 

"Sorry bout that Mr P, guess my little kitty is happy to see you." she said in a little girl voice. 

"Well I am happy to see your little kitty too. Maybe THIS will make your little kitty purr." I said as I bent down and gave her juicy slit a full length lick. Her pussy twitched and the rest of her body jerked in unison. Her juices were very sweet and I made a little slurping noise while sucking it up. I licked all over her smooth sexy vulva as she watched and cooed. Her thick clit was swollen and ready to be taken care of also. I dived at it with my tongue and used a lot of pressure in small circles. It was big enough to be sucked and I did so like it was a 'clit blow job". I pinched it between my lips and that got her going. 

"Oh yeah Mr P, suck my clit, that feels great."

I was low enough below her pussy that we made eye contact and I could she was starting to go into the ozone. He breathing became faster and her chest was fuller from trying to hold her breath. Little Lauren had her by the chin and pulling her to face upward. They became locked in a very sexy kiss with plenty of tongue. 

"I'm cumming Mr P, keep sucking my clit."

I jammed two fingers up her sloppy wet cunt as pushed her pelvis down to me my thrust. She came within seconds and her body spasmed and twitched. 

"Ohhhhhhhh Fuuuuuuuck." she cried out. 

I aggressively licked her inner lips and vulva until she could not take any more and pulled my head away. 

"Fuck me now Mr P, do me doggy style."

We got up from the bench and Little Lauren slid down into the corner and pushed her own little ass out to the edge. Jenn got on her knees on the floor and lay on top of Lauren so their boobs were smashed together. I grabbed one of Jenns curvy hips with one hand and my cock with the other and aimed my tool right at her pussy slit. I slid in with no resistance at all and was balls deep on the first thrust. I heard a muffled noise and looked to see them in another passionate kiss. Gotta love 2 girls who will kiss during the heat of the moment. 

Jenns generous hips gave way to a surprising small waist. Her back was gorgeous especially with the string tan lines and small tattoo. I long dicked her a few times which is just giving to her the full length incredibly slow in and out. 

"Fuck me hard Mr P, I need your cock in me deep and hard."

I made a few quick thrusts and decided to do something a little different. I pulled my cock out of her which mad her gasp and turn to see why. While still kneeling down, I put my knees outside of hers and squeezed her legs together from her thighs to her ankles. From that position it squeezed her gorgeously smooth vulva out the back of her dark tanned thighs. It produced a perfect little bun like area to put my hot dog. I pushed my cock in there just like that and started to slide it up and down. Her ass and hips wiggled trying to find the same rhythm. 

She stopped and realized it was better for me to control the motion. I did this for a few moments and then proceeded to slide my dick back into her wet pussy. I grabbed both hips and thrust hard and deep. I leaned over her and she turned her head so we could kiss. Lauren added her tongue to the mix for very hot 3 way kiss, with all our tongues exploring each others. I groped her boobs which were now dangling from her chest. I caressed her nipples and gently massaged her naturally round globes.