0 comments/ 15062 views/ 1 favorites Lonely Night By: Anime-nut Another day dragged on, walking to the dorms after class for another weekend of anime and internet, like I've been doing since I got to college. Not that I mind, I am an anime-fanatic, but mostly my friends are in it for the fight scenes and porn, which I try to avoid, just makes me horny. My friends have a line when they can't get a date, it's "My hand is getting tired." Well mine has been for the past few years. One sexual experience I had was in high school and it wasn't very good we were too nervous to do much. I think the main problem in high school is there really aren't as many willing people as everyone says are in school. I guess I'm just the unlucky one, but I have had girlfriends. I also have a friend who followed me to my college, she's great. Hanna has always been here for me, she's about 5'4" not skinny but well rounded, with nice 36 C's that I've bumped into before. Also what's great is Hanna is a hugging and cuddling friend, but I usually have to turn away because I might accidentally stab her through my jeans. Hanna admitted to me she was bi a few years ago and also that she liked me, which is great for me. but she's been with Jessica since sophomore year back in high school. I stopped sleeping over when the moans and screams began. Honestly it bothered me that she was Bi at first, but I didn't mind much after seeing them kiss, though excusing myself to the bathroom was a bitch. My day was going alright, I got an A on my test in creative writing, which is what I was majoring in so I felt good, but the weekend would be talking to Hanna and drinking a bit followed by a movie and some videogames. Hanna came by with a new anime I had seen but I faked like I didn't so she'd feel better, she dropped in at about 5 in the afternoon. "Hey Dylan, what are you up to?" she said, her brown hair bouncing lightly. "Just scaring the younger crowd online with rumors about college and suggested readings, have you been doing you vile acts?" I asked. "Other than getting laid nightly? No, oh me and Jesse split up, she finally met that guy she knew online and like him better." Hanna said. "Shit, you alright?" I asked hoping she wouldn't cry, I hated seeing girls cry. "Yeah I'm fine, I don't take things as badly as you do remember?" She said, mocking my break up a few years ago. "I survived it quite nicely thank you." I said standing and giving her a hug but she held on too long and sadly the beast woke up. "Ahh, so your as big as you use to say." Hanna remarked. We sat and laughed popping in a movie, her commenting on my erection that wouldn't go down, I told her I might have to cut it off, she offered to help, which made me a little nervous though she was only joking. "Well this is pretty good, you've corrupted me again." I said, hiding my bought copy of the movie under my bed. "What should we do after this?" I asked "Well you know I am a little lonely, maybe cuddle a little?" She asked, I agreed, the movie played on, with swordfights, badly acted plot, more fighting, a few nice sexual scenes, and then a climactic point that was cliché'd and boring. "Well anyway what do you want to drink?" She asked, holding up some wine and winking. "you know I can't drink, I'm from a very Celtic family I'd never stop if I started." I said, it was true I'm mostly all Welsh, and I show it with light blue eyes and brown hair. "Fine let me get drunk, but don't blame me if I try and sleep with you." Hanna said patting the beast as he woke again, taking the threat of cold showers to make him subside the first time. She continued toying with me and I eventually got the idea, she was trying to get laid. I was more than shocked the first time I figured this, but more aroused than shocked so I ceased to care. I took off my shirt because it was nearing summer and my window was open, sitting against the bed I took out my X-box and got out Dead or Alive 3. "No you don't." Hanna said, "I'm not going to be beaten in that game." "Well what do you want to do?" I asked. "Strip... well what are we both good at?" She asked, making me impossibly horny. "Well you're good at art, and I can write, that comes to, nothing. Maybe we should just strip?" I suggested sarcastically, she simply smiles and took of her shirt. I'm very partial to large breasts but she happened to have all the right curves in all the right places. "You do know you're teasing me." I said, smiling at her. "Yeah, but be a good boy and I'll reward you." She said sexily as she moved up and kissed me. "I think I like this game." I said making her laugh, as she then said. "Well I'm not the only one stripping." "True, but we should get on the bed if we're going to be serious about this." I said kissing her and feeling her tongue sneak into my mouth. "Wait, are you a virgin?" I asked feeling dumb afterwards. "Jesse showed you the strap-on remember?" Hanna said kissing around and sitting on the bed. "I wish you wouldn't have reminded me, I think that's a little, well unusual." I said. "Relax, I'll be needing the real thing eventually." She said rubbing the beast through my jeans, I only call it that because the name Vlad the Impaler was taken, I used that as a high school joke, and I'm not all that big. People claim being above seven inches but not quite eight is huge, I think it's average. I sat on the bed and undid my belt, she took pride in removing my jeans and lowering her head to my cock and sucking on it lightly. This went fast, I thought, looking at her smile while she was working on me. I slid her pants down and started rubbing her through her panties which happened to be black, she really was going to tease me. "Did you plan this?" I asked her as she then pulled my boxers down. "Well maybe just a little." she sad reaching for the band of her panties she slid them down slowly. We both, completely naked, began kissing and rubbing each other. I moved down to lick her and was not stopped. she wasn't shaven but trimmed, which was good enough for me. I started licking her slit to get revenge for teasing me earlier, but she just sat back and enjoyed it. I decided she had enough and spread her open finding her clit and sucking on it while rolling my tongue over it. She started to breathe heavy and rub my hair. the heavy breathing turned into light moaning and she the bucked her hips at me and then laid back against my bed. "Have fun?" I asked. She just slid down and started to kiss me in a fevered passion. I grabbed a condom from my drawer next to my bed that also had the K-Y for lonely nights like this would have been, and some toilet paper, for cleanup. I slid the condom on and looked up to her with questioning eyes, she just nodded and pulled me to her. I rested against her entry and slowly punched in, she sighed and moved to speed the process up, she must have been horny. Soon we got a good pace going and she was pushing back against me. I must say she had been very worked by Jesse these past few years because she wasn't tight at all but she felt good. I started to feel my orgasm coming as one of hers was going by she then pulled me close to her and kissed me, which sent me over the edge as I came into the condom. I pulled out and we laid together, cuddling, like we said we would, and I heard words to this day I'll always be glad were said, "Can I move in here?" Hanna said. I didn't mind at all, and we had sex like mad for the next few days and never had to worry about being lonely again. Lonely Night A few years ago I had one of those moments that happen to everyone in my line of work. I began to question whether or not I wanted to continue. I arranged to have someone relieve me on my current job, and I went to spend some time alone and with the intention of getting some good soul searching in. A friend of mine and I own a little cabin in Nebraska by a lake. I figured it was the best place for me to go and work things out. I had been there for three days, and my routine was pretty well set by that time. I would wake up, drink coffee, fish, eat and then read myself to sleep. I wouldn't call it the best time of my life, but it was the down time I needed. But, like all things it wasn't to last. Carrie, my friend's cousin, had asked to borrow the cabin and didn't know I was going to be there. I had only met her once before, and she was fun enough to be around, but I still didn't feel like socializing. We had a brief conversation where we both offered to leave, but it was late, and neither of us felt like taking the drive. Finally she suggested that she stay the night and would find a better place to stay in the morning. We agreed, and I went to cook dinner, and she set about opening a bottle of wine and lighting a fire. Neither of us talked much during dinner. She seemed rather subdued from what I remember of her. My fish was decent, and her wine was better. The fire was too hot, and it wasn't long before I excused myself to put on some lighter clothes. When I came back, she had done the same. She was wearing a lightweight wrap for a skirt, and a simple white t-shirt. It was a nice combination on her, and for the first time that evening I thought of something other than my own problems. Another bottle of wine came and went in relative silence, but when the next was opened she made an attempt at conversation. "You know, when I saw your car parked in the driveway this afternoon, I thought Frank told you I'd be here. You know, giving you the heads up of when you could make a pass and have some luck. I always got the feeling that he would want us to get together. Make his best friend officially part of the family and all. Of course when I saw your face, I knew it wasn't that. Not the most welcoming look a girl's ever gotten." "Don't take it personally; I've had a bad week. Incidentally, when we first met, Frank told me to stay away. He seemed pretty serious at the time." The words sounded a bit too gruff and a bit tipsier than they sounded in my head. I tried to give a smile to soften it, but it probably looked more like a grimace. She shifted to swing her legs onto the couch. When she did, there was just enough gap in the wrap for me to notice the lack of fabric around her waist. She was sitting three feet from me without panties, and drunk and depressed, and it all made my heart bump one beat too fast, then it was over. "So, why did you come here?" "I caught Gary cheating on me. I needed somewhere to think. You?" "I almost got hurt the other day. I needed somewhere to think," I said. She leaned back a bit more and closed her eyes for a second. She wore an odd expression, but it was gone when she opened her eyes again. "I'm sorry to hear about you and Gary. I liked him when I met him." "Funny, that's how I felt. I knew he always had a wandering eye, but what guy doesn't, you know? It's a tired old story. I had no idea. I came home early. I walked in. Blah, blah, blah." The wine made the bitterness in her voice sound twice as harsh. "You actually walked in? That's pretty rough. Was it someone you know?" Rule of depression number one: If you can think enough about someone else's problems, you can forget about your own. Talking about this was better than talking about me. "Same old story, again, his secretary. When I walked in he had her bent over the foot rail of the bed, pounding away. He was wearing his cowboy hat. You know, it's that hat I'm going to remember for the rest of my life. It's silly, but I kind of thought he wore it for me, like it was special to us or something. She saw me first, and started screaming. Gary was always slow on the uptake and started going after it harder than before, thinking he was the reason she was screaming. It took a while for the two of them to separate, and she kept trying to cover herself with this little stitched pillow I had on the bed. She was holding it to her crotch and her hand was covering most of the writing. All I could read was the 'HO' in 'HOME'. It seemed rather fitting, so I kind of laughed. By the time he could start making up excuses, I was already walking out the door." "I know what that's like. I've been there. It hurts like hell for the first few months, and then it's only a twinge every now and then when the weather is going to change. Almost like a trick knee." She nodded her head twice real slow. There was a stillness and a silence that lasted a long time. I was about ready to think she had fallen asleep, when she took another sip of her wine. She gave another little smile and looked at me for the first time in an hour. "It's not all bad though, is it? That's the real problem. There's just enough good to keep you coming back." "You lost me, what are you talking about?" By this time my head was swimming. The alcohol and the stress were weighing me down. I was still thinking clearly, but more slowly than before. "Sex. It's not all bad. When it's good, it's really good." "That's the truth. What was the best for you?" After I said it, I realized that she may take the question the wrong way. I wasn't making a pass, and I wasn't looking for a cheap thrill. I just wanted to know. She gave me a hard look, and then seemed to sense what I was thinking. Her faced softened back to the slack of intoxication and she smiled again, more sincere. "Oh, it was in high school, a week or two before I graduated. I was brought up really strict and was never allowed to go out with boys alone. But my friend wanted to see me that night, and I snuck out to meet him. We didn't even fuck that night. We went and lay in the woods and kissed for a long time. I just remember feeling hot all over. It took him a long time to work up the nerve to reach between my legs, and by that time I was so wet my panties were making a dark spot through my skirt. He slipped his finger under the fabric and in me and then he just froze, like he didn't know what else to do. I didn't care, I was so worked up I just came. It was the first time I had ever done it with someone else around. I was so embarrassed I got up and ran home. He didn't talk to me again until graduation. I'll never forget that feeling that everything was fresh and new. On top of it all I felt guilty for doing something I was always told was dirty. It was like a little rebellion, but in a good way, you know?" "Yeah, I guess I do." She was still wearing that dreamy look, and I could tell that remembering that story had had an effect on her. The t-shirt she was wearing wasn't nearly as thick as I thought it was and I could see the outline of her nipples hard and dark underneath. The gap of her sarong had slipped between her legs. I could see her whole thigh. It was firm and tan and the muscles moved beneath the surface as she twitched her foot. It was all quite a sight, and in the space of a single breath, I was hard as a rock. I moved a bit so my erection wasn't as visible, but I know she still saw. She moved the skirt in a half hearted gesture to cover her leg, but ignored it when it slipped back down. "Alright, tough guy," she said. Her voice was huskier and a bit clearer than it was a moment ago. "What was your best moment?" My mind raced. I thought about all the women I had known and the things I had seen. The ones that were meaningful and the ones that were meaningless all lined up to take their turn in my consciousness. Finally, in some dark corner I felt something shift and fall into the light. It was the name of a girl that I had not thought of in far too long. With the name came the rest of her, and I told my tale. "Her name was Anna. I met her when I was working a job in Cabo San Marco. She was a good Catholic woman, very devout. I used to see her come and go from the market and the church. After a while she started to notice me too, and she put a little extra swing in her hip for my benefit. Any other woman I've ever known who tried to do that would've looked cheap. With her it was just a way to increase my awareness of her body and her desire. "I'll never know why she picked me, but she did. Maybe it was because I wasn't from her village and I was different. Maybe I was just sport. She approached me one day in the market square, and told me in excellent English that I should come to her house at nine o'clock for dinner. It was not a question or a command. She was just stating fact." Carrie rolled a bit to watch me more fully while I told the story. When she turned she spilled a bit of red wine on the ancient couch. She made a half hearted attempt to brush it off, but only succeeded in moving her wrap enough for me to see between her legs. She was a natural red head. The hair was thin and I saw a bit of moist glisten on her pussy. She blushed deep red and adjusted her skirt to cover everything properly again. Her skin was flushed from what I could see of her breasts, all the way to her face. I could feel my pants begin to get tighter. "When I got to her house, she was dressed for a comfortable evening. Everything she wore was made of unbleached cotton that looked soft and comfortable. I felt very silly in my dark suit. We talked and ate and drank sangria that was sweet enough to make your teeth hurt. From the moment I walked in, I knew we would sleep together. It was just a matter of being polite to go through the rest of it. "After we ate, she simply got up and turned to walk to the bed room. She dropped her shirt and her slacks along the way, and never looked back to see if I was following her, she just knew. It's hard to describe how it was with us. I guess the best explanation was that she was confident, and mature and completely uninhibited. She used me in a way that insured her own pleasure as well as mine. Her whole body smelled of cinnamon, and the cheap wine made me dizzy. It was like a dream of sorts, I guess. When she came there were no theatrics, just a few short gasps and a tightening of her muscles that was so hard, it almost hurt. By then we were both sweaty and tired, and she held me against her all night. In the morning, she made me breakfast, pressed my shirt and walked me to the door. She never even looked in my direction again while I was there. I guess it was so special because there was nothing contrived about it." "God, that sounds hot," She said, looking exactly like what she was. She was an animal that was aroused and drunk and I was the focus of all that attention. It made me uncomfortable, but before I could excuse myself and go to my room, she began talking again. "You know, that's what was missing in my relationship with Gary, confidence. Even when it was good, I always felt like I was just a temporary part of his life. Sometimes he would fuck me and roll over asleep so fast I wasn't exactly sure when he had stopped. It's like reading a book and suddenly realizing you can't remember what you just read. I would lay there and touch myself to finish it off, and listen to him snore. He wasn't even a foot away from me and I was still so alone. Some nights it was a toss up to see if I would come or cry or both, but either way it was silent so I wouldn't wake him. I wish that son of a bitch was dead." "The world would probably be better off, Carrie," I said. "It's late and we're both drunk and I should get some sleep. Good night." With that she sat up and took off her t-shirt. Her breasts were larger than I would have guessed. They looked soft and warm, inviting. Her knees spread to reveal that wonderful red hair again. The smell of her suffused the room and there was no doubt what she was offering. It would be quick, and memorable, and in the morning we would both make up excuses of why it happened and promise not to tell her cousin. But, I just couldn't do it. It would have left me feeling vulgar and old. I got up and crossed to her, she smiled. I reached down and kissed her on the forehead like a sister. "Good night, Carrie. I'll see you in the morning." There was a momentary look of total surprise, and then her face turned ugly. "You bastard," she screamed in an accent intensified by drink. I made it in the bedroom door before I heard the glass shatter behind me. The reputation of her temper was legend in some circles. You see, that's how it happens some times. Sometimes you just go to bed and leave the girl on the couch, or maybe she leaves you. Sometimes you sleep together and sometimes you don't, but either way sometimes you regret it. Most of the time, it just doesn't matter. She left a few minutes after I got up the next morning. She hasn't said three words to me since. *** Yes, this is another true one. I saw her at a party this weekend, and she was with Gary again. Somehow, I knew that would happen. As much as my body told me to sleep with her that night, I had other things to think about, and it would have made me feel ugly. I guess it's just hard to explain. I would love to hear from anybody with a comment. Good or bad. Ever since I sat down to write this, I have had this quote running through my head. It may or may not really fit the story, but it's part of the story for me. So, in the interest of being honest I've decided to include it. "Reality is in the enduring eyes, the unspoken dreadful accusation in the enduring eyes of a young woman who looks at you, and hopes for nothing… I let her out and noticed a small and touching thing. Despite all her wounds and dejections, her dancers step was so firm and light and quick as to give a curious imitation of joy." ---Macdonald, 1964 Lonely Night Disclaimer: As usual you must be over 18 (or applicable to where you are viewing this file) to read this. This story contains sexually explicit content. Do not read unless you are interested in this type of material. NOTE: This is a stand alone story but it may help to read my previous post titled "My Wifes' Massage". It would give you a bit of background to whom Jayne and I are. But please read on and enjoy. Jayne and I argued yet again before she stormed out slamming the door behind her. Yet another work function that required her to stay overnight somewhere other than home. It was starting to become a habit and Jayne couldn't understand my viewpoint. What's new? Still early in the afternoon, I passed the time by doing the usual "fatherly" things with my two sons, wrestling, playing chasy, hide n seek, you name it. By bed time they were exhausted. So was I. She didn't even call to say goodnight to them. I didn't call her either. I awoke at 8 o'clock on the couch to see the boys eating their breakfast and watching cartoons. I dressed them and got them both off to school. The hours passed slowly while waiting for my wife to return. Finally her car pulled into the driveway and she rushed inside grabbing me in a tight embrace and kissing me passionately, apologizing for her mood when she left the night before. I appologized myself and kissed her right back, tongues entwined and hands searching and groping each others bodies. We had only a half hour or so before the boys were due home and she surprised the hell out of me by walking me over to the couch and pushing me down on it. She then got on her knees in front of me and started undoing my pants, then she slid them down to my ankles releasing my (by this stage rock hard) 9 inch cock. With no hesitation she stood up, reached under her skirt dropping her knickers and kicked them off. She then lifted her skirt to her waist and straddled my hips lowering herself onto my cock with no resistance from me or her overly lubricated pussy. We both groaned our approval as her pussy engulfed my cock, our pubic hair entangling as her hips came to rest on mine. She let out a long sigh then started lifting and lowering herself telling me she wanted to cum so fuck her hard. I didn't ask what had come over her I just revelled in the feeling of her hot tight cunt as it squeezed my cock. I grabbed her by the hips and started slamming my cock up into her. She leaned her head down and kissed me hard, moaning in my mouth and pulling on my hair starting to rock her hips in time to the pounding I was giving her. She sat back up and let out a whale of a scream and told me to give her more, " give it to me baby I'm gonna fucking cum all over your cock. Fuck yeah shoot your cum in me, I wanna feel it deep inside". I couldn't help myself, she had only been this insatiable once before in the last few years and I wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to oblige her. I fucked her as hard as I could reaching up and opened her blouse then pushed her bra up and over her tits, releasing those beautiful c cups and pulled her down so I could lick and suck on her as we both started moaning louder and louder until I couldn't hold back any more. I forced my cock up into her and she ground her pussy on me while calling out that she was coming. I filled her hot wet cunt with a massive load of cum and she slumped down ontop of me whispering over and over that she loved me and I returned the notion. All of a sudden we heard the back door opening, obviously the boys were home and we hurriedly got up and dressed before they came through to the lounge room. Phew, that was close. As she leaned down giving both the boys a kiss on the cheek, I asked her what that was all about and she replied that she'd tell me later. I couldn't wait! Dinner came and went, then bedtime for the boys, probably a bit early but I couldn't wait to talk to Jayne and find out what had come over her earlier. Finally we relaxed on the couch with a drink each and she started talking. This is her story as she spoke to me. I arrived at the motel feeling upset over the way we were when I left but had to concentrate on the conference. I checked in, went up to my room and unpacked my overnight bag. I got changed and went down to the restaurant to have dinner with my colleagues. Time flew past and we went through to the bar and had a couple of drinks. We all had an early start so I excused myself and went back to my room and had a nice long shower, dried myself off and laid back on the bed to watch some tv. While channel surfing I noticed they had pay tv and I found an r rated movie and started watching it while doing my nightly ritual of coating myself in moisturiser. After a while I noticed my nipples getting erect and realised for one of the first time in my life that one of these movies was actually getting me aroused. So I continued rubbing cream into my breasts while not taking my eyes off the screen, a man and woman in a softcore scene simulating sex. I started rubbing my breasts harder with one hand and slowly moved my hand down to my pussy with the other, revelling in the feelings I was giving myself. You know that I don't touch myself often so this was almost new to me. But I couldn't have stopped for anything. I slowly rubbed the whole length of my cunt up and down still fondling my tits, then I found my clit and started teasing it causing my whole body to tingle. I couldn't concentrate on the tv so I closed my eyes and kept on rubbing my clit harder and faster and rubbing my tits rougher than I've ever touched them before imagining that it was you touching me. I was moaning more and more and louder and louder getting lost in the experience of pleasuring myself. I plunged two fingers deep into my cunt and brought my other hand down to continue rubbing my clit. I was almost crying with pleasure and pushed a third finger in to join the other two already in my cunt. My body was tingling all over and my clit was throbbing, juice was pouring out over my hand and I knew it wouldn't be long before I came hard. Imagining the fingers in my pussy was your cock plunging into me I started crying out, my hand a blur in my pussy, my other hand a blur on my clit as I reached climax. My whole body going stiff as I lost control of myself and convulsed over and over again. I brought my hand up to my mouth and cleaned my own juices off my fingers as I fondled my breasts with my other hand, savouring the after glow of an intense orgasm thinking I'd tuck myself into bed soon and go to sleep. As I opened my eyes I was startled to see my friend Mary standing over me. I grabbed at the bedspread and tried to cover myself up before realising that she was standing there with her eyes tightly shut, her skirt hiked up and a hand down her knickers rubbing her cunt like mad. I squeeled when I saw her causing her to open her eyes and look at me. She said she heard me calling out and thought I was in some kind of trouble. But when she came into my room and saw me it turned her on that much she couldn't help herself and just had to play with herself while she watched me get myself off. Now I really was getting into unknown territory. I'd never seen another woman masturbating before. Silently but extremely quickly she threw her body on mine and started kissing me with an open mouth, forcing her tongue in my mouth, over my teeth and seeking out my own tongue. Without thinking about it I began returning the kiss with more zest than I could control. Her hands were roaming all over my body, massaging my tits and running them down my moisture covered body 'till she finally found my very wet and very aroused pussy. I in turn started fondling her tits and kissed her harder as I felt her stimulate my engorged clit causing me to shudder again in the expectation of an orgasm. Then she started moving her head down kissing my neck, then my tits and continuing down over my stomach, tickling me with her tongue until she reached her goal. By this stage I let go of all my cares and grabbed a handful of her hair as she went to work on my sopping cunt. I felt her tongue seeking out all my folds and circling around my pussy teasing me with anticipation before she plunged her tongue deep inside of me causing to cry out in pleasure. Her fingers were working all over my pussy rubbing my clit and spreading my lips for her tongue to invade my inner depths. I thought I was in heaven when she finally took my clit between her lips and started to nibble and lick it, then she started sucking on it and humming giving me sensations I never wanted to stop. I started pulling her hair harder and harder and yelling at her to suck my cunt and eat me out. I told her she was going to make me cum so she began to suck harder and faster on my clit, then without warning she shoved two fingers up my ass and started pumping them in and out. I screamed and bucked my hips up to meet her mouth and fingers and thought I was going to pass out then I exploded all over her face. She put her mouth over my hole and just sucked my juices as they flowed out sucking and slurping 'till I pushed her head away spent. Then I felt her move up my body and sit her pussy right over my mouth. As you know I've never been with a woman before and I didn't really know what to do, so I just started licking and sucking as she started moving her pussy backwards and forwards over my mouth. Then I found her clit and began sucking and licking it causing her this time to cry out well on her way to orgasm. I pushed two fingers up into her cunt which was so wet it was dripping down my chin, she squeeled in delight and told me to finger fuck her cunt hard. She had a hold of my hair with one hand and was squeezing her tits and pinching the nipples with the other hand. Not that I could see all that much 'cause she again started rocking her hips back and forth over my face, while the rest of her body was shaking and thrashing about. Throwing her head around and moaning loudly saying "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, Oh yeah I'm fucken cumming. Suck, suck, oh fuck hear it comes, oooohhhhh fffuuuccckkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And she collapsed over the top of me with her juices leaking out all over my face. I loved it. I was still licking and sucking her cunt trying to get all I could but she rolled off and started babbling that it was the best cum she's ever had and that she loved me and loved my tongue and mouth and...I leaned over and kissed her hard on the mouth to shut her up. She kissed me back using lots of tongue and rubbing her hands all over my tits and ass. We both collapsed on the bed and for the first real time I realised what I'd just done... I just had sex with a woman, and I liked it, no, no, I LOVED IT!!! I couldn't believe it all. Yeah, you eat me out but not like that. It was the most mind blowing, earth shattering yet erotic and sensual act I could imagine. A man does things so differently than a woman does. Like, even though she was rough and full on, like you get at times, she was still so soft. I mean her lips, her skin, her hands, while being so aggressive and sexual still it felt so, so, SO FUCKING WONDERFUL!! I was already thinking of when we would do it again. Then I looked over and she was passed out on the middle of the bed. Great, I thought. Here I am in the afterglow of the most erotic, knee knocking, teeth shattering experience I've had in my life, and the bitch goes to fucking sleep. I wanted more. I felt so...cheated. Then it really hit me. I just cheated on you, like even if it was a woman. That's still cheating isn't it? Well now I really was in a dilema. I love you with all my heart and I enjoy pleasing you, even if it doesn't seem like it sometimes, but I do. Yet I really really wanted more of her. Just as I was thinking of licking and sucking her all over 'till she woke up, there was a soft but urgent knock at the door. I got up and grabbed my dressing gown and went to open the door. Standing there was Eric. Another of the work colleagues here for the conference. I'm so sorry, but seeing him standing there in his dressing gown, and still feeling randy I grabbed him and pulled him into the room. He opened his mouth to say something but I just grabbed him by the back of his head and mashed my lips against his. I could see him look over at the bed where Mary was still passed out, stark naked and practically spread eagled. Then I felt his cock get hard and I literally threw him backwards on the bed next to her. I dropped my robe off my shoulders, reached down and opened his and was greeted to a cock not quite as long as yours but about twice as thick. I just started drooling. He started blabbering something about hearing women crying out and the bed banging...I didn't really hear what he was saying, I was too busy eyeing off his cock. I sat down on the bed at his feet and looked him right in the eyes as I lowered my mouth down onto his cock and as I touched the tip of it with my lips he let out a long moan. The head was so big and fat I wasn't sure I could suck him off and when I grabbed the shaft in my hand, my fingers wouldn't wrap all the way around. It was so fucking thick I couldn't believe it. I mean your cock's pretty long and thick but his was thicker than my wrist. I started out just licking it all over, sucking the skin into my mouth, licking the head and just sucking on the hole. He was moaning and groaning uncontrollably, then when I managed to get the head in my mouth he almost started crying. My hand was slowly jerking up and down on the shaft, like I know you like me to do to you, while I was sucking on the head as hard as I could. While my other hand was rubbing all over my cunt. I couldn't believe how wet I was. All of a sudden he grabbed me by the hair and started forcing more of his cock in my mouth, stretching my lips 'till I thought they were going to rip. Still he didn't stop moaning about how fucking good it was. I know I've never taken more than about half your cock in my mouth, but after all, yours is about nine inches long, his was about six, and without gagging I managed to get every bit of it in my mouth. Fuck it was good. His balls were touching my chin, his cockhead just begining to go down my throat and I wasn't even choking. I started bobbing my head up and down sliding his cock nearly all the way out before going all the way back down to the bottom. Each time my mouth slid up his shaft I made sure to jerk up with my tight fist. And the same as I went down. See, I do take notice when you tell me things. Just like you've tried to teach me to suck your cock. But I was able to do his that way 'cause I wasn't gasping for air like I do with yours. He started bucking his hips really fast crying out that it was " so fucking gooood!" Then I felt his cock start twitching just like yours does, so I pulled my mouth of and just kept jerking him while licking and sucking the head. All of a sudden he went really still and started shooting cum up into my face. It went in my eyes so I just closed my eyes and kept jerking, licking and sucking. I could feel it splattering all over me, in my hair, my mouth and running down my chin. At last he stopped shooting as I just rubbed his cock all around my face, swallowing the cum and using it to scoop more off me so I could lick it all up. I know I don't let you cum on me or in my mouth, but I was so fucking horny I could've drank a bucket of the stuff. Eric was laying there panting like mad saying over and over "Oh yeah, fuck yeah, shit, fuck. I don't fucken believe it. OOh god." He might have been satisfied but I was still horny, so, I laid down beside him and coerced him over on his belly, then wriggled around a bit 'till his head was even with my pussy. I grabbed him by the hair, pulling his face up to look at me and told him to eat me. Still holding him by his hair, I mashed his face into my pussy and he got the hint and manoeuvered himself 'till he was laying between my legs. He slowly licked his way up and down my inner thighs, teasing my pussy by sticking his nose against it with every up stroke. His tongue then started circling around my outer lips, sensuously close but not quite touching my pussy directly. Without warning he licked the whole length up my cunt then all way down again. As he went up this time he shoved his tongue as far in my hole as it would go and left it in there wriggling aound as he began parting my folds with his fingers. Painfully slow he move two fingers up and into my cunt and brought his other hand around to pull the hood away from my clit. As soon as it was exposed his mouth dived onto it and he started sucking it hard. My body just let go and started convulsing, and I screamed out as I came again. My hands were all over my tits, squeezing and rubbing and twisting my nipples hard. I came over and over, again and again, I just couldn't stop. I could feel my nails digging into his head as I grabbed his hair again and just bucked my hips up and down on his face. Then one of his hands snaked around 'till he reached my ass, that's when I knew what he was doing. But it was too late as I felt first one then two fingers going in and in and in 'till his palm came to rest on my bum ckeek. Then I knew he had two fingers up to the hilt in my moistened ass. While going back to licking and sucking my cunt again he began pumping his fingers in and out of my ass furiously. By now I didn't care about anything, I just had to come again. I don't know how long he did me like that. It felt like forever and I came again another couple of times while I was sure he'd put another one or two fingers up my already willing ass. With one last lick up the entire lenght of my slit, he got up on his knees and shuffled forward aiming his again rock hard cock at my dribbling cunt. I mean it was that juiced up I could feel a puddle of my wetness underneath me. In a split second he was on me slowly forcing his short but very fat cock in my cunt. I swear it felt like someone was trying to shove their whole fist up me, but by fuck it felt good. I was telling him to do it hard, shove it up me. And he did just that. With one good hard shove I could feel him just about split me apart as his fat fucken cock slid all the way inside me. Oh god it was fucking great. There's a hell of a difference between being filled up all the way in, and being stretched out to the max. I screamed in pleasure as I came all over his cock, adding to the lubrication already there, which meant he could slid in and out more easily. And again he did just that. He started fucking me like an animal. He was grunting and I was crying out, the bed was swaying and rocking. Mary was wobbling all over the place, still passed out. Eric leaned down to suck my tits and he reached over to Mary and started fondling her. He kept up his pace for about five minutes, grunting the whole time and me crying out to him not to stop. Then he pulled out of me and I looked down to see my cunt gaping wide open. He just rolled me over, pulled my hips up 'till I was at the right hight, then he slammed his cock home in one thrust of his hips. He put his hand over my mouth as I screamed at the top of my lungs letting him know that I was cumming again and that I still wanted more. Lonely Night... Lonely Night Turns Into Something SpecialM If you like this story and think I should keep it going then by all means, let me know. Thanks to everyone that has sent me comments on my other stories. And I appreciate your comments bad or good. * * * * * One lonely evening while surfing the internet I happened upon a site that seemed fairly interesting. I checked it out and decided to join hoping to find something to do to kill my time. What ending up happening was something I never had imagined. My second day at the site and a man named E-R leaves a message in my guestbook thanking me for voting him a 10 after he'd done the same for me, he also leaves me a rose. I was thinking, Ok, I am 12 years his senior so he's not going to want to talk to me. I think to myself, alright I will reply but probably never hear from him again. I write out a message and hit send. Shortly thereafter I receive another message from E-R, boy was I shocked. We spoke daily, eventually adding one another to our friends list. Then one day he asks me if I have IM. I tell him yes and we exchange usernames then head off to chat via IM. He tells me his name is Michael and I reply with, my name is Katarina and it's great to meet you. We speak for days on end, sometimes staying up all night and into the next day. One evening Michael sends me an IM, it reads.. I am falling in love with you. My heart skipped a couple of beats as I stared at the words on my screen unable to move. My every thought was if I should tell him my feelings for him as well. Would he believe me? Would he think I was nuts for loving him in such a short period of time? Finally regaining my composure I moved my hand to the keyboard. My fingers trembling I typed out, I am feeling the same for you. I sit, staring at the screen. Waiting for a reply from him. Hoping he would not laugh at me and say, sorry I was just kidding and leave. Finally, a message was sent. A smiling emoticon with the word, really? next to it. I replied with a yes, I do. He then asked me if I had a pc camera. I replied that I did and we turned them on, finally seeing one another in real time when up till now we had only seen pictures. My first thought when I saw him sitting there was, wow.. he is handsome. He sat looking straight at me, then I see words on my screen. He tells me how pretty I am. I blush, my entire face turning red as red can be. We went back to talking, each day I rushed to the computer to see if he was online. Each day finding him there waiting to be with me. How did I become so lucky I think to myself. A message appears on my screen asking me to go to IM. I turn mine on and the message, Hello sexy, appears across my screen. I say, Hello handsome.. I've missed you. We sit and chat for what seems hours. Talking about everything from our families to music, to soccer.. whatever happens to be on our mind at the moment. I recieve a message, Can I ask you something and you not get angry? I say yes and ask what it is. He sends another message asking if he can see my breasts. I send a message back telling him yes, but only for him. We turn on the pc cams, there he is sitting there so lovely as the last time I'd seen him. Waiting for me to show him what he wanted to see, I slowly stand up and raise my shirt in the air. My nipples so hard with excitement that you could almost cut glass with them. He sends me a message telling me how much he loves my breasts, then asks if I would like to see his cock. I almost die. My fingers type out the word yes before I can even think it with my brain. I wait, as he takes down his pants. There before me is his glorious cock, it's so huge and hard I almost can't believe it's real. I type the words, that is one gorgeous cock and click send. He then sends another message, he asks me if I will masturbate for him on camera and he will do the same. By now my entire body is filled with excitement. I want him so badly so I agree to go along with this. We arrange our camera's so that the other person can see what is taking place. I lay back in my chair. Thinking only of him and pleasing him, I slowly reach down and touch my clit. My fingertip dancing around it hoping to arouse him even more. The other hand reaches down and I slide a finger in my pussy, wishing it was his cock inside me rather then my own fingers. Another finger enters my wetness, so hot and wet with my desires. I watch the screen, seeing his hand enveloping his massively hard cock. My body shakes in orgasm as I see him slowly stroking it, up and down.. wanting it to be my hand touching him. He cums fast, his body shooting loads of his love juice out that my mouth wishes to taste. His cock seems not to soften, it seems even harder then before he had cum. His hand never leaving, he keeps stroking his hard shaft. I touch my pussy, it's so hot and wet with wanting this man so desperately. Two fingers enter my wet love hole, my mind reels with the sensations of this all happening. My other hand reaches down and I rub my clit hoping to end my burning desires. I look at the screen again.. his cock so hard in his fist. He pumps it with increasing speed as I look on, watching and wanting it to be me that was giving him such pleasure. I see his cum shooting toward the screen, there is tons of it spilling out all over the floor and his hand. His orgasm sends me into another of my own. My back arches, my body shakes.. my pussy tightens it's grip on my fingers as I cum more then I ever have before. I look up at the camera, a smile on my face. He reaches his hand to his camera, showing me the evidence of our internet love session. All I can think is how much I love this man and wish we could have done this for real, together. He types a message to me, it says.. I Love you Katarina. I reply with, I Love you too Michael. We sit there staring at one another, so in love and so wanting each other. We are currently still chatting, we meet on IM and in the place where we first met that wonderful day. We still have our little sessions together time and again but for the most part we just sit and talk to one another wishing we could be together. You see, we live in different countries. Doesn't it just figure. We are planning a get together so that we can meet in person and consummate our love for one another. He has even told me he wishes to marry me someday. I just wish that day were not as far off as it seems it will be. Lonely Night This summer night is hot. And I'm alone. Solitude is a bad mood. But so it is. Back home I kick off my shoes and wonder if to go for a shower or a drink. Drink is high priority. Beer or spirits? Both. I go for beer and shots. It's a hot and sticky night after a hot and sticky day. I'm soaking in sweat. The drinks stimulate more perspiration. Who cares. I'd sweat anyway. And I don't actually care at all about my state. Disgust goes along with solitude, doesn't it? So I turn on the hi fi, put on some techno tunes and let the bass make their work in my rib cage. Time to roll a joint. I inhale deep. And then get back to drink. Let's make a dead-drunk night of it. A crazy drunk one. Aye, let's go wild in this perfect solitude. Nobody's watching. Time to dance. And strip off for myself. The stripping bitch, aye. The blouse flies away followed by the skirt. The stink of my sweat attacks my nostrils. Wild. Sexy? Then I peel of my panties shaking my butt - the stripping whore - drench. Playfully - it's time to play, isn't it? - I sniff them. Sweat, cunt. Unwashed sex. The unwashed bitch. I stuff the soiled thing in my mouth and go wilder dancing. I spread my legs, bend my knees, shake my but, raise my arms and suck my fluids. Humiliating, gross. Sexy? definitely. Come on people, look at me in disbelief. I entertain myself for a while figuring myself in an embarrassing, humiliating scene: people laughing at me as I make a fool of myself dancing like this - naked drunk, sweaty, dirty as I suck my soiled panties and dance in a lewd way. This makes my cunt more wet. I feel like I'm dancing in the steam of my drench cunt. I feel like if I crossed a line. A line with a tag: no limits beyond this point. I spit the panties, grab the bottle of iced vodka and take a long sip. Aye, dead-drunk night for this lonely bitch. Let's find relief in debauchery. Dancing I feel my body. My wet skin. My wet, wet, hairy cunt. My shaking butt cheeks. My ass crack. My... yes my shit hole. My shitter. Lol. This feels good at last. An exhilarating feeling of freedom. No limits beyond this point. The heart bits. I'm still alive. Following my mind, my body starts to loose balance. All those poisons dancing in me. Stoned and nice. Better stop dancing before I fall. I need some air. I open the door on my backyard and step out. My garden is fenced and nobody can see me. The darkness gives me confidence. But my twisted mind wonders on how it would be good to be seen. My imagination outlines some people sitting there outside. Women. A number of horny, lustful women watching me. I can see them. I hear their difficult breath in the muggy night, the reflection of the dim light on their sweaty skin, the rhythmic movements of their arms and legs, of their hands on sensitive spots. They chase pleasure, release. As I do. I take some steps and join the circle. Lay down on the trimmed lawn. Naked, hot, wet skin on trimmed, fresh, wet grass. This feels so good. I go with the flow and roll lazily enjoining its touch. Smooth, tender, primal. My imaginary friends are groaning in the darkness, releasing their fluids freely in the grass, murmuring obscenities, going wild, sharing, oh yes, sharing their wildest feelings. Yes, wild, primal, animal lust. I give up to lust and, for a while, share openly my body and desires with my friends. One of them is hissing "you're an animal in heat." Yes I am. I bend my knees, arch my back and put my feet back, aside my head. I stare and face my pussy. With trembling fingers spread my folds. I get a whiff of wilderness. I run the tips around outer and inner labia, on my clit hood. Shiver. Jolt. lightning. O my God, I'm close. I hope my friends are watching me in frenzy. I hope they touch themselves deeper, harder as they watch me as they squint their eyes to focus on my intimacy. My folds feel so moist, I wet my fingertips caressing myself. A strongest shiver. A harder Jolt. A brighter lightning. Release. No, it's not yet orgasm. I'm peeing. I lost control of my bladder. My piss is flowing, raining all over me. On my chest, my breast, my face, my hair. And in my mouth! A new taste, salty, bitter, earthy. My piss, my new drink. Oh do love this. So degrading. My friends jump to their feet and pack around me to watch. In the dim light they bend over me and stare openly the flow of my piss. I get up to show off at my best. My wet skin. My drenched hair, plastered on my my face. I spit a mouthful of piss on their faces. Someone groans licking my piss off her lips. I bet she loves my taste. My fluid taste. The taste of my insides. I gladly rub my piss all over my body daring a new obscene dance beyond control. My friends now join me sharing the dance, hips swinging. Then a cramp hits me. Deep in my bowels. Sharp, urgent. I bend in spasm. "Are you ok?" asks one of my sisters. Her warm hand holds my shoulder. My bowels are revolting. "Let go" she says again. "Free yourself" hushes another. My knees are bending. "Do it!" urges someone. "Nothing to be ashamed - smiles another - it's natural,isn't it?". Dizziness hits me, fuck, I'm drunk. I lay my hands on the ground. A naked animal panting on her fours. Oh my, I have to shit so bad! One of the women bends behind myself and stares, I can feel her greedy look on my ass as I feel my asshole broadening to let out a loud, indecent fart. My friends are now packing behind me. "Can you feel that?" "Oh my! You stink!" The reek hits my nostrils. Rough, putrid, sneaking. As I am sneaking showing off to my friends my most embarrassing, animalistic self. I'm squatting now. More gas explodes out of my guts. Something wet hits my foot. Crouching deeper I feel it flow out of me. It goes as I'm engulfed in stink; my stink. My shit! "Yes, she's shitting!" screams incredulous one of the women. I'm sweating harder in the already soaked night heat, my head spinning. I'm almost fainting, quivering on my fours. I close my eyes. And feel the hand. Her (mine?) hand. The hand holding it. The hand holding my decayed, excrement. My rotten shit. Oh yes, a handful of shit. "Look at it" she mutters. Another groans "such a filthy whore, aren't you?" Oh I am. Beyond any limit. She faces me, the thing pouring slowly from her hand. "You want it - she claims - I want it too". Do I? Do I want it? Do I want this last debauchery? She does. She wants it. She wants me. She wants to share. Oh god, yes, I want it! I can feel their bodies, crushing mine, the heat, the wild smells, the wetness, the decay. She's smearing it on me. On herself. On everyone. I can feel it on my face, on my lips, on my tongue as her fingers fuck my mouth. Shit in my mouth. My shit. Hers. And the revolting taste hits me. Putrid, corrupting, lewd, exhilarating. She rubs it all around. On my whole skin, in my hair. In my pussy. She fucks me pounding my turd inside my sticky twatt. We all are, now, rubbing hard against one other licking, caressing, squeezing, smearing my shit all over us. We share it in rotten wild kisses, tongues rubbing the obscene substance on one other to catch the sleazy taste. Thighs tangling, arms holding, fluids flowing from body to body. We share. I reach the peak and explode overpowered. Did I scream? Did someone hear me? I fainted on the soil in a pool of my dirt. I'm alone now in the sticky, hot night. There I stay, in the comforting freedom of dirt. Lonely Night Ch. 02 Disclaimer: This story contains explicit sexual content. You must be over 18 or the age applicable to the region you are viewing it from. If this type of material offends you, DO NOT CONTINUE. Otherwise read on and enjoy. NOTE: This is the awaited part 2 too Lonely Night, it is written as a continuation to that story, but, I also believe that it is close to stand alone. Read it for yourself and decide. Thankyou to all those who gave feedback on Pt 1, though there was one email that almost made me give up writing anymore, I decided that the majority of feedback was good. So to all those who don't like my stories, DON'T READ THEM. :-( To all those who do and sent their compliments, THANKYOU. This is for you. :-) Lonely Night Pt 2: Lessons Taught. I awoke on the couch after a very restless and uncomfortable sleep there. I tried to remember everything from the previous day, but, I really wasn't sure whether it was nothing more than a dream. Jayne was busy getting the kids ready for school and I couldn't help but looking at her gorgeous body wrapped only in a semi see thru dressing gown and very short revealing nighty underneath. When she noticed my presence she looked over at me giving me a loving yet very pleading look. I then realised that it was no dream I had last night and the confusion kicked in again. For the following week we barely spoke and hardly touched each other. I constantly slept on the couch and she constantly cried herself to sleep in what was once our marital bed. By Friday I was not only feeling extremely horny but also really guilty for treating her like this. No matter what she had done, she was my wife and I loved her. That night after the boys went to bed we both sat on the couch next to each other knowing we had to get it all out. Jayne started saying that she was so sorry, she hadn't meant it to happen and that she promised she hadn't done it before. I reminded her of the time our best friend gave her a massage, but we both dismissed that time after realising how much we enjoyed the experience. Crying heaps, she promised that she would remain faithful and would never again put me in a position of not knowing whether she was or wasn't fooling around. In short she said she was never going to stay overnight anywhere without me ever again. I told her that I still loved her with all my heart, but, what she had done was almost unforgivable. Almost. In truth, I told her, she had lived out a couple of my fantasies, the only problem being that I wasn't there to enjoy them. That's what I was most upset about. She again pleaded her case, asking forgiveness, begging for me to not leave her and the kids. I couldn't help but laugh when she said that. If anyone was going to leave it would be her. But that's not what I wanted. I wanted us to stay together, but, she had to learn her lesson. She looked at the floor and told me that she would do anything, "ANYTHING", for us to stay together. Then she looked me in the eyes and said she loved me. When she had started crying again I told her that I had some ideas and if she wanted forgiveness, not to argue, do exactly as I said, following every letter of my word. Jayne jumped up and grabbed me in a tight embrace saying over and over that she loved me. "O'k" I said, here starts your punishment. I stood up and went through and grabbed the video camera. Before going back to her I grabbed the cordless phone and dialed a number, telling the person on the other end to be here in 30 minutes, and to enter as quietly as possible through the unlocked back door. I hung up as I reached Jayne sitting on the couch looking at me with a puzzled expression. I simply stated for her not to ask any questions and to trust me. This was going to be fun! Several minutes later I had given her my instructions, she took a deep breath and the night began. She got up and walked through too the bedroom, me following closely with the video camera. Jayne went over to the bedside table and turned the lamp on, lighting the room softly and sensuously, then proceeded to her dressing table. She pulled some clothes out and lay them on the bed, then started stripping what she had on. When totally naked she started putting on the corset that she wore on our wedding night. Clicking the buttons together carefully and then adjusting it to fit her 36c boobs. Then she slowly pulled her stockings on one by one clipping them into place to the garter straps on the corset. And slipping on the knickers as she slid her feet into the 6inch stilettos. All the while, I was busy walking around capturing it from all different angles with the video. After looking herself over in the full length mirror, running her hands up and over her luscious breasts, and then back down all the way along her stocking clad legs to her toes, she walked, very sensuously through to the bathroom, just as I had requested. Then while I filmed every little jiggle of her breasts and all the tiny wobbles of her ass, she started applying make-up. First the foundation, layers and layers thick. Next came powder, while the foundation was still wet, making her look very overdone. Just what I wanted. Choosing her colors carefully, she applied blush, lots and lots of it. Then came eye liner, lots of it and very thick. After that was eye shadow. The brightest and gaudiest she could find. When she picked up the brightest, richest red lipstick I started shaking in anticipation. Covering those sexy lips with what looked like a half a stick worth. Next came the hair dryer and a full can of hairspray as she began spraying and styling, spraying and styling, 'till her hair looked like something forgotten in the 1980s. As Jayne looked in the mirror I quietly said to her, "very good, just like a slut", and she turned and walked past me on her way to the kitchen. Stopping only briefly at the linen cupboard to fetch the largest beach towel we owned. In the kitchen, with towel over her shoulder, she proceeded to raid the fridge and cupboard, retrieving the items I told her at the start. With arms full she then walked back through to the bedroom. Threw the oddments onto my side of the bed and spread the towel out over her side, walked to the cupboard getting out the 9inch vibrator I bought her years ago and the vibrating egg that I recently acquired. Also throwing them on the bed next to all her other goodies. She lay down on the towel and started caressing herself, rubbing her whole body up and down, back and forth, squeezing her breasts through the corset and lightly rubbing her pussy. With her right hand still working over her body, she reached over with her left and picked up the bottle of caramel topping and proceeded to pour a copious amount over the tops of her breasts, rubbing it around and not stopping to pour until the whole bottle had been emptied all over her body. Then she pushed the top of the corset down, revealing her large firm breasts and continued rubbing the topping all over them. Licking her fingers and pulling her breasts up one at a time to lick the sticky covering off the nipples with her lusciously long tongue. After half her face and her whole neck and breasts were covered she grabbed the vibrator and, turned it on and started running it over the nipples making them harder than they already were. Leaving the vibrator buzzing between her breasts, she reached down sliding her knickers down her legs and off. Next picking out of the pile of goodies the tub of ice-cream, ripping the lid off and scooping out a massive handful she then started rubbing that all over her already coated neck, breasts, over the rest of the corset and down to her glistening pussy. Jayne started shoving the remaining ice-cream over and into her pussy and when she ran out, she'd reach over and scoop out another handful, shoving that as far into her pussy as she could. The expression on her face was priceless, having no previous interest in masturbation and now finding herself with half dried caramel topping all over herself and now a pussy full of freezing cold ice-cream. But by the way her body was responding, it certainly looked like she was starting to enjoy herself. Especially when I saw her slide the vibrator down to help push the ,now defrosted, ice-cream further up her pussy. Filling it up 'till it was literally pouring out around the vibe. Jayne was moaning and starting to buck her hips up to meet the strokes of the vibe and still scooping more and more to rub over herself and fill her hole. As Jayne masturbated with the vibrator harder and faster, moaning loudly and pinching her nipples, I walked around the bed video taping the wonderful sight of her body heaving and bucking in ecstasy. All of a sudden she shoved the vibrator all the way inside herself and grabbed the vibrating egg and rubbed it over her clit sending her body into convulsions. She started screaming that she was "coming" and rubbed her clit harder with the egg, forcing the vibe in and out hard and fast. The video camera hummed softly as she slowed down her ministrations on her overly sensitive body constantly moaning and sighing saying how "good it was". Running her hands over her breasts she remembered the caramel topping and ice-cream and found it had dried hard yet still sticky. She surprised me by reaching over and picking up the tub of thickened cream, popping the lid of and pouring the contents out all over body from neck to pussy, rubbing it in as she poured. By now my cock was so hard I thought it was going to fall off. Without thinking about it I got on the bed, crawling up to her head and placed my cock against her lips and told her to "suck". Jayne opened her mouth and I slid my cock in 'till I felt it bottom out at the back of her throat. Unfortunately I'm no pornstar and after the show she had put on, it didn't take more than a few strokes in and out of her hot wet mouth before I felt the cum start to boil and could do nothing to stop myself erupting. I pulled my cock out and started beating off over her face and tits, spraying cum 'till she was covered, my cum quickly mixing in with the coating of stuff already on her. All of a sudden the bed moved as our friend Anne jumped on the bed stark naked and started kissing and licking all over Jaynes' face, neck and breasts. Mewling like a pair of cats, they both started exploring each others bodies with their hands and mouths. I had no choice but to get off the bed for fear of getting thrown off. Anne started licking Jayne from face to tits, and all way back up only to go back down after stopping briefly to kiss her passionately on the lips. Jayne had a handful of Annes tits and I could see the mixture of goo rubbing off Jayne onto Annes lithe little body. Anne then started working her way downwards 'till she reached her prize, which was still leaking runny ice-cream. I could hear the slurping noises as she began eating my wifes' pussy, sucking up all the combined juices being offered to her. Jayne, for her part, had a firm grip on Annes hair and was forcing her mouth into her pussy and telling her to eat her pussy. Anne then sat up abruptly, getting the can of whipped cream and sprayed it all over herself, laying back down ontop of my wife and began rubbing herself up and down mixing her whipped cream together with Jaynes' mess of ingredients. Next she swung her ass around and sat it down over Jaynes' face telling her to "clean it up". In the meantime I had another erection that would crack diamonds, and was praying that the video wouldn't run out of tape. I could hear Jayne working on Anne's pussy, slurping and moaning, and I could see she had two fingers up to the hilt in Anne. Anne was going wild, rubbing her pussy back and forth over Jayne's face, telling her to eat her cum. And cum she did. I could see it running down over Jayne's chin as Jayne took her fingers out of Anne's pussy, shoving them as hard and fast as she could up Anne's ass. Making Anne scream out as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her body. Anne then reached her peak, dropping her head down to Jayne's pussy and licking from clit to asshole and back, then locking her teeth onto Jayne's clit biting down hard and making my wife scream out as her own orgasm overtook her. From then on I didn't know where to point the camera, and could only walk around the bed capturing everything I saw, moving on to the next orifice being invaded by tongues or fingers. They were moaning and crying out over and over as they started rolling around on the bed with their legs locked behind each others necks, holding each others faces firmly to their pussies. Jayne had noticed the vibrator and grabbed it shoving it hard up inside Anne just as Anne grabbed the egg and pushed it inside my wife, both of them turning the switches to full and causing both to start cumming again. I couldn't help myself as I grabbed the can of whipped cream and started spraying it all over the two writhing bodies as they came on each others faces over and over. I Scooped out handfulls of ice-cream and smeared it around their pussies and assholes adding to the juices and moisture already coating them. I was going crazy with lust and put the camera on the bedside table, getting undressed as fast as lightening, I jumped ontop of the nearest body, which was Anne and shoved my cock in the closest hole not caring about anything but getting myself off. It was not until she sat bolt upright and screamed that I realised I was fucking her ass. There was no way I was stopping now though and I just shoved my cock in and out as hard and fast as I could. After losing the mouth of her pussy, Jayne got up and started frigging herself madly while rubbing her other hand all over Anne's body. Grabbing her tits and squeezing them hard, by this point Anne wasn't caring about who was doing what exactly and was thrusting back hard trying to get more of my cock into herself cumming again and again. This was all too much for me and I pulled out of Anne's ass ands started cumming all over her ass cheeks and legs and Jayne brought her head down and started licking it all off. I collapsed backwards on the bed as Anne collapsed forwards with Jayne still trying to lick up all of my cum. Jayne then came over to me and started licking and sucking my cock and I was surprised to find I hadn't gone soft. Before I could do anything, Jayne squatted over me and lowered herself onto my cock and started bouncing up and down saying she just had to "cum one more time". Anne was practically passed out by now and I was breathing hard trying to recover yet my wife was fucking herself silly on my cock. Over and over, up and down my cock, rubbing and squeezing her own breasts. I thought the bed was going to break before she sat all the way down on me and went rigged, then began convulsing on top of me and screaming she was "CUMMING". She then rolled off me and onto her back gasping for air. I thought to myself, "no way sheila, you kept me hard now I'm gonna finish". I sat up and rolled her onto her stomach and slid ontop of her. Sliding my cock up and down her pussy from clit to asshole. Before she could do anything I started sliding my cock into her ass and when she tried to pull away I just grabbed her by the hips and forced her back as I lunged forward, burying my cock up to the hilt in her ass. She opened her mouth to cry out only to have Anne grab her hair and force my wife's mouth onto her sopping pussy. I hadn't even noticed Anne come to and she gave me a wicked smile as I continued to pound my wifes' ass and Anne continued to hold Jaynes' head against her pussy. I was bucking wildly and my wife started forcing herself backwards to meet my thrusts, her screams and moans muffled against our friends pussy. Anne's eyes were rolled back in her head and she was moaning and mumbling that she was going to "cum again". I took in the sight before me and couldn't hold back any longer as I saw the body of my wife with my cock buried to the hilt in her ass, covered in dried cream, topping, ice-cream, my come and sweat. Her head buried in the face of our good friend Anne, who was also covered in a mixture of all things edible. I just lost it and pulled my cock out and started jerking it over Jayne's ass, the first couple of jets flying over her and landing on Anne's chest, the rest coating my wifes' pussy and ass. I collapsed on the spot, as Anne let go of Jaynes' hair and I said to my wife "I hope that you've learnt your lesson now. No more screwing around". She came over to me and kissed me hard and said that from now on she would be a good little wife, except when she feels like being taught a lesson. mmm... We all laughed between pants and gasps for air. The End... COPYRIGHT 2003...BONESY...