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Rainy Day

By: sassylilthing01



It was a wet and rainy day. Just laying in bed together and talking. You laying on your back one arm behind your head and the other arm wrapped around me. I'm laying on my side snuggle up next to you with my head resting on your shoulder. We are only wearing smiles.

As you talk my hand gently starts tracing patterns on your chest. I'm feeling relaxed and lazy after a night spent with you. Your warmth seeps into me and I sigh deeply. You squeeze me and laugh and ask if I feel all right after last night.

I lift my head up and smile at you. "I was just thinking about last night" I tell you. Boldly my hand moves down your body and I see that you were thinking about last night too. I slowly run my nails down the shaft of your cock and cup your balls.

I hear you moan and I smile. I sit up and look at your hard cock now in my hand and lick my lips. I lean down to you and kiss you softly on the lips and then lightly run the tip of my tongue over your lips. I whisper to you..."Mmmm baby I want to taste you now."

No games played. I slide down to wear I can get what I want so much, your hard cock. I lick my lips and lean down and open my mouth...and take your cock deep in my mouth...moaning as I do.

I don't like being this way and I mumble as I move your legs open and climb between them. I smile and tell you "much better." Then as I look at you I slowly take your cock in my mouth. I lock my lips around your hard throbbing cock and slowly using my teeth I suck back up to the head of your cock. I hear you moan louder.

MMMMmmmmm I moan as I start to suck your cock up and down moving slowly. Still looking at you as I suck your beautiful cock. I slowly let your cock pop out of my mouth and lick the tip of your head. Then I slowly lick down your shaft...moaning as I go. I then lick your balls and suck on them. Your hips raise up just a little off the bed. You moan" mmmmm baby."

I lick back up your shaft and begin to suck just the head of your cock...sucking hard and moaning as I do. My pussy is dripping wet...as I suck you I reach down and begin to touch my pussy...lightly rubbing my clit. I take your whole length deep inside my mouth and suck up and down harder and faster while I rub my clit faster.

Then I stop...I climb up you and position myself so that my dripping pussy is right at your cock. I'm so hot baby ...I slowly lower my hips taking your hard cock inside my tight wet pussy. Moaning as I feel you stretching me as you fill me up with your cock. I stop when I feel you deep inside me and look into your eyes.

I place my hands on your chest as you reach up and squeeze my breasts. I moan and then I begin to ride you hard and fast...bouncing on you. You lift your hips to meet mine and drive your cock deep inside me. You put your hands on my hips and start lifting me up and down on you. "Ohhhhhh babyyyyyy yessssssss" I moan loudly.

"Cum now for me baby" you say. I'm panting and bouncing on you as my body begins to tremble. My back arches and I take you deep and you feel my pussy walls tighten on your cock. "I'm cummmmminnnngggggg" I scream as my pussy spasms and clenches your cock as I quiver in pleasure. You hold me down on your hard cock. Moaning as you feel my hot cum around your cock and it begins to drip out of me covering you.

As I begin to come to my senses I get off you and take your hard cock in my mouth and begin to suck you ravenously. Tasting my cum on your cock. My head is bobbing up and down as I suck you hard and fast. Your hips are raising up and driving your cock deep into my mouth.

I watch your face as I feel you cock begin to throb and grow bigger in my mouth. I keep sucking you hard and fast...wanting your cum. Your hands reach for my head and hold me down as you shove your cock deep in my throat. You moan "baby here it is." I feel the first squirt of hot cum and moan. Your body tenses and shakes as more cum fills my mouth.

I hold very still to make sure I don't miss a drop. Then I slowly swallow and bring my head up your cock sucking and licking as I go. Your cock slowly pops out of my mouth and I look back at you and smile. I then lean down again and begin to make sure you are clean by licking you .

Then I slowly move up your body and kiss you. You wrap your arms around me and we snuggle as our heart beats return to normal.

Rainy Day



Rain drops beat a calming rhythm on the roof top and windows. We are lying in bed wrapped in each other's warmth. This is the moments I love. I breathe you in and hold on to your energy. Your skin is smooth and I touch you all over. I drag my nails up and down the length of your body. You shiver, yet not from the cold. 

In your mind you see the things you know I'm going to do to you, and you silently wish I would begin. But where is the fun in that. I continue this over and over tracing circles into your thigh. I love seeing you this way with nothing but your bra and panties on, no makeup, nothing to hide the profound beauty that is you. 

You turn and face me and your lips are the first thing I see. I touch them softly with my fingertips, they are perfect, rose colored and full. I look up into your eyes and they are a brilliant topaz and green and they are wonderful. When you look at me it's as though you know my every thought you see my soul. I lean in and kiss your lips first softly, then with more force. 

I hold on to you as though you are stealing my last breath, and you could have it. I flip you on your back and straddle you, my short hair shapes my face as the shades of grey and black illuminate the room and shapes the silhouettes of our bodies. I lean down again and kiss you, your arms rap around my neck. My hands find your hair and I pull hard as I deepen our kiss. You begin to moan into my mouth. 

With my right hand in your hair, I guide my left one down your body until I reach your sex. You were already wet and I loved it. I released your lips as I slid a finger inside you. You moan softly, leaning in I bite your lip. I let go of your hair, and proceeded to undo your bra. I pull it off of you, anxious to see you naked under me. I bite your nipple at first lightly, then harder. You scream. 

I do the same to your other breast, then I hear your scream echo throughout the room. I smile in the inside, as you arch into me. My finger is still working inside you, I pull it out and taste you. Your face goes scarlet as you see me devour every drop. Thunder rumbles in the back ground and lightning brightens the room for an instant. The room for that second was brought to life by the colors of red, black and white, and descended back into the deep dark stormy shades of grey that inspired my wanting. 

I get up and go to the closet and find my bow tie, that I use for Doctor Who cosplay. It is a red and silky, I also grab a red blind fold from the night stand next to us. I grab your arms and place them above your head, as you just stare at me. I flip you onto your stomach, then I proceed to tie your wrist to the bed post with the red bow tie, tight enough that you won't move. 

I place the blind fold onto your face, making sure the strap is underneath your hair. I turn your face and kiss you softly, as I begin to make my way down your neck. I stop there briefly, biting you in that spot where your vein protrudes from your neck hard enough to get another scream from you, from deep down within you. I lick, suck and bite your neck, over and over, hearing your moans and screams. 

I rush and grab the strap-on from the drawer and put it on. I stroke your long hair softly as I begin to finger you from behind. I nibble and kiss my way down your back and squeeze your ass with my other hand. I hear your needing moans, so I place the strap-on onto your entrance. I slide my hand into your hair then grab a hand full of your hair as I ease into you. 

I begin a smooth rhythm, listening to your moans and watching your body under the gloomy lighting provided by the storm. As the pace quickens thunder breaks through the sound of our moans, and I am lost. I bend over grabbing tighter to your hair, kissing and biting you harder than before. You are screaming, and your orgasm slams through your body. 

I stay in you until your orgasm slowly dissipates. I pull out of you slowly and release your hair. I quietly untie you and remove the blind fold. Your eyes are still closed and your breathing has slowed I find my place next to you and hold you in my arms as I kiss your forehead. 

You look up and smile knowingly, hazily we fall asleep. Thunder booms outside as I jump up from where I slept. Sweat dripped from my body as I looked over at an empty bed. It has been three months since you passed and I still miss what we were. 

I look at the photo of you on the night stand and cried. Outside the rain poured down in gallons, but it was still not enough to drown out the sorrow of missing you. It was a rainy day the first time we met, and on a rainy day I shall let you go.



Rainy Day



One morning, I walked out of my house and realized it would probably rain. I could see the gray clouds gathering, but I was determined to get my exercise on one of the few days I was not working. I like to keep myself in shape and ready for anything. I would skate on my beach route back and forth before the rain would begin.

By the time I got back, it had begun to sprinkle. I looked in my boot where I put my key. It was not there. I took my boot apart looking for the key. There were many times I had been on that route and put my key there. I had never had a problem. I had locked everything in the car. I had no wallet or money on me. 

I tried not to panic. I went a mile or so to the bordering beach. There had been many storms and sand covered the sidewalks. The rain was also beginning to pour. My sweatshirt and bottoms were drenched. Finally, I got to a local inn right off the sidewalk. I told the older gentlemen my plight. They were nice enough to let me make a call. My roommate would come to my rescue. I sat there in my wet clothes wondering how long it would take. She was pretty far away. I had no idea what I was going to do with my time.

The older gentlemen left and a young man with green eyes and dark hair took their seat. I was glad that I was already wet because my pants might have given away my excitement as his eyes sparkled. He asked me how I came to be there and I found out that he worked at the inn.

Finding out that I smoked, he said, "Hey, I have some Humboldt shit."

A smile spread across my face. The older gentlemen came back in and he excused us. He guided me back to his room as he also lived at the inn. His bookshelves were filled with various genres as we discussed our recent reads.

As he packed the bowl, I watched his lips explaining the plot of his current Asimov book. We passed the bowl and began discussing the values of this world versus values in reality. I was feeling restlessness inside me. He must have been thinking what I was because as I was speaking, he kissed me. His tongue massaged mine savoring my taste. I liked the way he tasted, too. I wanted more.

"Would you like to get out of those wet clothes? Take a hit. I'll get you something," he said.

I nodded and hit the bong. I was a little embarrassed about what I really wanted to do once I was out of my clothes. He gave me a sweatshirt and sweats. I went into the bathroom and decided that I could put the bottoms on later. I walked out as he inhaled and took a hit. He coughed it out when he saw that I was not wearing the bottoms displaying my toned legs. I put my finger in my mouth coyly as I walked towards him. I wasn't a big fan of underwear.

Once I saw the thickness had grown between his legs, I could not contain myself any longer. He stood and I pushed him on the bed. I unzipped his pants to reveal a beautiful penis, thick and throbbing. I put him in my mouth sucking his head, rubbing and licking his shaft, and then, sucking his balls. He moaned. I was wetter now than before I changed; only now, in the right place. I kissed and sucked his flat stomach and sides. I lined my tongue around his nipples and gently bit them. We kissed deeply. 

Sitting on him, I slid down to his thighs and grabbed his cock. I teased it by showing him how wet I was by sliding it up and down my pussy lips. I wanted him inside me, but the teasing just made us hungrier. I guided his lovely rod into my wet velvet purse and grinded my body into him. His body heaved under meand I exploded. He sat up and I wrapped my legs around him as he held me. His hips rocked as his varying penetration caused me to come again. Then, I lost myself in his green eyes. I squeezed him tightly as I came again.

"Are you ready? I'm gonna come." He panted.

"Okay," I gasped.

His cock pulsed inside me and we were gone.

"Thanks for getting me out of the rain," I said as I left with my roommate.

"You're welcome. Come back and see me again," he said with a wave.

Now, that's the way to spend a rainy day! 



Rainy Day



Jay was driving cautiously down the interstate as the rain was so blinding he could barely see the road even a foot in front of the headlights. Visibility was nonexistent. He was going to have to pull over and wait this out. Then, out of nowhere, he saw a glimpse of white. Was it his imagination, or was there a girl running as though her life depended on it, drenched to the bone in a jean skirt and a T-shirt? Jay could only imagine why she was out in this weather. Jay hit the brakes hard, stopped near the girl and opened the passenger-side door for her. She jumped into the car and shut the door hard. 

"Thank you so much! My jeep ran out of gas, and irritatingly enough my cell phone doesn't work out here in the middle of nowhere" she said.

Jay looked at her blankly, not realizing he was staring.

"Hi, name's Leigh," she said, thrusting her hand forward, wondering if this guy could talk, but also noticing for the first time that he was incredibly gorgeous.

Realizing he was staring at her, Jay grasped her hand and introduced himself, "Glad to help out ... Jay ... pleasure," he blurted out, noticing how warm her hand was even though she had just been outside in this incredible storm. "So, it doesn't look like we are going anywhere anytime soon. Do you mind waiting here until the rain lets up?"

"No, not at all." replied Leigh, noticing that he hadn't released her hand yet, although she wasn't complaining. 

Jay looked at Leigh. She was a tall, uniquely beautiful girl with a voluptuous build. Her clothing was clinging to every inch of her curvy body, and the wet T-shirt was doing nothing to hide her large breasts. He could see the outline of each nipple against the clinging fabric. Sitting huddled with her knees drawn up on the car seat; Jay was able to catch glimpses of her lacy white panties as she shuffled about trying to get comfortable. Jay had to keep his attention diverted, trying to resist the thought of putting his mouth on her taut nipple. He noticed that it was somehow raining harder than before, the sounds of the storm were very enchanting, and the heat from their breath was starting to steam the windows. Glancing back over at Leigh, he noticed her legs gaped a bit further apart, giving him an unobstructed view of her panties. He could see the small dark patch of her pubic hair through the thin fabric. He settled down back in the seat, trying to make himself relax but not very successfully, unable to resist an occasional peek at Leigh, trying to imagine what sex with her would be like. Adjusting himself in his seat, Jay wondered what the girl would say if she knew what he was seeing and thinking. From this angle, Jay could also look right down Leigh's v-neck T-shirt. The view of her nipples poking straight out at the confining thin material of her top was driving him crazy. 

Leigh had noticed that Jay was enjoying the view, and decided to play a little. "Do you mind if I lay down while we wait?" she asked quietly. 

Without waiting for an answer, Leigh shifted in her seat, turning onto her side and putting her right arm above her head, resting her hand on Jay's lap. As Jay sat, stunned by her boldness, he realized the girl was sort of cupping his cock without putting any pressure on him. He couldn't tell if she was aware of what she was doing or not, but the sensation in his balls was great. He felt her fingers moving - caressing his balls and the shaft of his cock. Surely she wasn't doing this intentionally. 

Jay decided he was going to find out for sure. He put his right hand down, laying it across her, gently stroking her shoulder, brushing the curve of her breast with each movement, each caress growing bolder until eventually his hand was fully caressing her breast and nipple. 

Smiling inwardly, Leigh loosened Jay's belt and zipper. She reached inside his pants and started playing with his cock. "Have you ever had a blow job in the middle of nowhere by a perfect stranger who can't resist herself?" she asked. 

Stunned yet excited Jay replied, "Ah...No, but I bet it would be fun."

"Let me show you just how 'fun' it can be" Leigh pulled Jay's pants down. She turned over so she could get better access. She took Jay's cock out and lightly traced her fingernails down the length of him between his balls and continued almost all the way to his anus, causing Jay to become quickly aroused and very hard. Leaning down, Leigh took the tip of his cock in her mouth and suckled, stretching up so she could lick up and down the entire cock, including his balls. She took one of his balls in her mouth and rolled it around for a moment. While she was doing that her hand was busy squeezing the head of his cock. Then taking his cock in her mouth, she slowly moved her mouth down over it until Jay's cock was completely engulfed. Jay figured this had to be a dream. Leigh continued to slowly move her mouth up and down, and by applying pressure on Jay's cock between the roof of her mouth and her tongue pushing upwards was quickly bringing him to the bursting point. Now she began milking his cock with her hands as she moved back and forth with her mouth. Jay felt his cum starting to build in the base of his cock. The girl sensed it to, and quickened her pace. When Jay shot his load it hit the back of her throat. She shut her mouth tight so she wouldn't lose any and milked Jay's cock dry. 

"Like that?" inquired Leigh.

Without even replying, Jay grabbed Leigh and kissed her, they were like two hungry animals needing each other, tearing at each other's clothes.

Leigh pulled back suddenly, an innocent yet very evil grin on her face. "Lets go out in the rain."

Entranced by her smile, Jay simply smiled back and turned to open the door. The rain began to pour down in a deluge of water as Leigh and Jay walked towards each other. Standing just inches apart, Jay watched as Leigh's T-shirt became Jayed to her chest. Without hesitation, he leaned down and took a nipple in his mouth. Arching her back, she moaned. Moving to the hood of the car, Jay pushed Leigh down laying her flat on her back, they were both soaked. Pushing her shirt up freeing her breast, Jay locked his mouth around her nipple once more, grasping his head to her chest, desperately wanting to taste her flesh. Leigh's moans were muffled by the thunder. Pulling at his shirt, needing to feel his skin on her, Leigh managed to peel off the wet cloth and toss it aside. The feel of his skin on hers was exhilarating -- his skin was so warm even while their bodies were being pelted by hard, cold rain.

Without any further thought of holding back, Jay stuck his hand inside Leigh's panties and rubbed the slit of her pussy. Although every inch of their bodies was drenched from water, he knew she was damp from her previous excitement. As he slid his finger along the crack she slipped out of his grasp and out of reach, stripping completely out of all of her clothing, standing there completely nude for the entire world to see. Jay could hardly believe this was happening; he was entranced by the magnificent nymph standing before him. Lightning struck nearby, sending a loud crashing sound down around them, yet their eyes never wavered. Almost in a trance, Jay pulled Leigh towards him, crushing her body to his. Laying her down on the hood of the car, the heat from the engine felt so incredible against her body as the rain came down full blast. Jay's hands were all over her body; he couldn't touch her enough. 

Leigh whispered for Jay to please hurry, she couldn't stand the torture of waiting. He began running his tongue up her long legs, slowly working his way up first one leg and then the other. Finally he reached her pussy. Her pussy was partially shaven, only a strip on the front, the lips were bare and poutingly open, wet from her juices and not the rain. Teasingly he danced his tongue across it and proceeded up to her breasts paying a lot of attention to each beautiful peak. He kissed both of them, and one by one he took each nipple in his mouth and rolled it around with his tongue and lips. The taste of the rain and her skin was too much for Jay to handle. Starting back down to Leigh's pussy, Jay ran his tongue down across her lips, wanting to lose himself in the taste of her body. Leigh leaned back on the hood, thrusting her pussy forward. Raising one leg, she draped it over Jay's shoulder so he had easier access. Jay parted the lips of her pussy with his fingers and stuck his tongue in. He looked up as he began to lick and nibble on her lips, letting his tongue dart across her slit again and again. The sight was so incredible, Leigh laying naked across the hood of his car, water streaming down her body, an occasional lightning bolt lighting the sky showing her in all her glory, wet and wild, needing him. He opened her pussy all the way with one hand and grabbed her ass with the other and then shoved his face against her pussy hard, his tongue entering her finally. Leigh began to quiver and moan louder, "Yes baby...come on...yes ...oh god."

Jay felt his cock straining to get harder as she spoke. He slid two fingers into her along with his tongue and began to finger her fast and suck on her clit. Leigh began to shake, and she grabbed the back of his head and shoved his face deeper into her pussy and ground her hips against him as she felt a wave building within her.

"Jay...Jay...Yes" She began to throw her head back and forth, calling his name, and then she grew quiet for a second and drew in a deep breath. Jay doubled his efforts, his fingers flying in and out of her, his sucking growing stronger. Leigh suddenly threw her head back and wailed so loud Jay was afraid someone would hear. 

"Fuck me now" she demanded, muffled by the loud crash of thunder. No longer able to resist, Jay pulled himself free of his jeans and put the tip of his cock on her teasingly. "Stick it in me." Jay buried his cock in her cunt with one swift plunge. Leigh wrapped her legs around Jay's waist, and he began to slowly pump his cock in and out of her pussy. Increasing the rhythm with her legs to make him go faster, Leigh reached up and grasped the hood for support. She also had amazing control of the muscles in her pussy. Jay felt her muscles contract around his cock each time he was on the backstroke, as though to keep him from going too far. The feeling of her pussy wrapped around his cock was incredible. By now Jay was slamming her cunt hard pumping his cock in and out. When the first stream hit, it sent Leigh into a gigantic climax. Needing more, Jay pulled out of her, standing there letting the rain beat down on his cock, Leigh quickly scrambled to suck on him, grasping Jay with one hand and his buttock with the other Leigh took him in her mouth. Tasting her own juices on Jay's cock turned Leigh on beyond belief, she looked up at him as the rain pelted her face. The site of Leigh with his cock in her mouth sent Jay over the edge and he shot his final stream down her throat. Licking off what she couldn't swallow, Leigh smiled up at him and saw pure lust. With an urgency Jay pushed her back against the car hood, flipping her body over. He was far from finished.

Jay hand slid over her back lifting her ass in the air and impaled his still hard cock into her dripping pussy. Her pussy was hot compared to the falling rain and tight and wet as it slid over him. Like a wet velvet glove it slid around his cock until her ass pressed onto his balls. Jay reached out and grabbed her hips in either hand and began to thrust back, matching the pace she set. 

Jay tried to speak, but found he could only produce a guttural growling sound. Leigh laughed and began to pick up the pace, sliding down hard onto him so that her wet ass made a slapping sound each time and sent sprays of water through the air.

"Yes Jay!" Leigh screamed as she slammed down again, "Fuck me Jay!" She screamed again and began to bounce faster and faster. Her tits bouncing wildly and slapping together as she rode Jay's cock. He could feel her body beginning to tense as he thrust up into her harder. He felt his balls beginning to tingle and knew he would cum again soon. 

"Fuck Me!" Leigh screamed and then collapsed onto the hood of the car, shaking from her orgasm. Jay thrust into her again and felt streams of hot cum shoot into her pussy, spasm after spasm as he came and came. Her pussy tightened and then released and then tightened again like a vice, milking him of every last drop of cum. At last Jay felt his body shudder, and he fell across her...stroking Leigh's wet hair. 

"Jay?" Leigh gasped.

Jay made a grunting noise in response and stroked the hair from her face.

"Jay... the rain stopped."

"Hmm...yes it did." He mumbled.

"Don't you think it is time to get back home?" she smiled inwardly.

Jay began to chuckle and held her close to him, they would need to get off the hood of his car soon and find her clothes, they both had work early in the morning, and it was getting late, but he did love how his girlfriend's imagination always took them on the wildest of journeys. 



Rainy Day



Thunder shook the entire house. Rain splattered and ran smoothly against the glass windows. The wind howled and beat in frustration at the two lovers inside, fucking their brains out. 

When she arrived home it was a beautiful day outside, no clouds, no wind, cool and perfect; she jogged upstairs to change so she could swim. Her key slid smoothly into the lock, but it wouldn't turn. She pulled the door toward her and smiled when she heard the satisfying 'click.' She walked in, flicked on the lights and set her keys on the table. The apartment was cool, there was a fan blowing towards her room. She wondered if her man was still here, or if he had decided, finally, to go home. She walked to the fridge, grabbed the apple juice and poured a glass. Changing could wait a few more minutes. She heard a small thump coming from her bedroom and stood quietly. Then, straining her ears as hard as she could, she heard a woman moan. 

Fury swelled inside of her, she couldn't believe him! He knew what time she got off work, he was supposed to be going home. She paced back and forth across her living room, a quick but quiet pace. She would wait. Wait for that guilty bastard and his slut to come out. 

After twenty minutes of waiting, the anxiety building every second, moans issuing at a regular rate from her room, she decided she could wait no more. She crept the door, that regular moaning pounding in her head. As she reached the door she heard his breathing, quick and sharp. Despite her jealousy she listened, still; listened as his breath became even faster, listened as that bitch came to a climax. She heard him begin to gasp, he was getting loud now. She knew that meant a finale. As the woman inside screamed, so did he.

"Oh my God! ANNIE!!"

At that moment she burst into the room watching as he came, spraying his thick cum into the air and shaking with orgasm. The woman's voice had stopped, but she identified the source. She felt suddenly silly. He had been watching porn on her computer, most likely he had planned this so that she would find him here. She was late, if she had arrived earlier she could have made sure his hot thick cum ended up inside of her, rather than in the wasteful mess that it made on his stomach and crotch. Desire overcame her and she walked over to the bed as he lay there.

He smiled feebly up at her. She leaned across the bed and gently took his cock in her hands. She wrapped her hot mouth around it and drew off his sweet cum. She felt his hips push up in pleasure as she rolled her tongue across the tip of his cock. He sighed again and she swallowed the last of him and licked her lips. Just as well, he'd be willing to sleep now and she was always tired after work.

The wind picked up outside and it began to sprinkle.

She kissed his lips, relishing his state. She drew herself up next to him, settled against his warm chest and dosed quietly in his arms. She heard his heart hammering still and smiled to herself. Even with the porn it had been her name that he screamed. The nap lasted a couple of hours, his breathing had slowed and become regular, in time with hers. He woke first, spooning her. She had not bothered to undress, and instead had fallen asleep in his arms. He rolled against her, his knees behind hers and kissed her softly on the neck. She felt a sweet tingle that pulled her out of sleep.

"I love you to death, you silly girl." She moaned and pulled closer to him. Warm to the touch even through her clothes. She reached her hand back and found his hard, sculpted ass. She gave a squeeze and heard his smile more than anything. He pulled away from her as she lie in the warmth of her rest. She heard his pants slide up and his zipper. "What do you want for supper, baby?"

"Something easy is fine."

The rain picked up and stayed steady. For the first time it was cool enough to sit out on her balcony. So they did, sat and watched people running through the rain, talked about the future and the past, teasing one another constantly. Always they took time to stop and remind each other of their love. She felt bad though, felt guilty that she had doubted him for a moment, doubted him for the twenty minutes that she had spent pacing and hating. He was crazy about her, and she knew it. She would make it up to him tonight. He had been incredibly understanding and was taking the lack of sex with grace. She hadn't been feeling well and he never pushed. Every night he had cuddled up against her and kissed her cheek, wished her a good night and held her until she could embrace sleep.

"Annie, you okay? "

"Oh yeah sweetie, just thinking, how was your day?" And so the night passed, she rented a movie, another chick flick. A genre that he had genuinely seemed to like for months now. He had made her supper and was now popping popcorn when it occurred to her just how ridiculous she had been earlier. He brought her a cup of apple juice, she hadn't even had to ask. It was amazing to her that this was the same man that could get so damn stubborn if he thought he was in the right. Tonight though, he was all hugs and kisses and understanding. Part of her wished that he would stop being so understanding, stop treating her so well and instead, rip her clothes of and fuck her right there on the couch, or the kitchen floor, or the table...

Thunder boomed outside and rattled the glass.

She found herself getting wet. He wasn't an aggressor. Neither was she for that matter, so she waited patiently, suffering the aches of being massively horny and craving his cock. Something was going to be special about tonight. Very few times had every waking moment boiled down to a raging sexual tension, but she was sure that he could feel the warmth radiating off of her. She wanted him inside of her, pumping and stretching the walls of her pussy. She wanted to feel his cock, throbbing, swelling the then shooting inside of her.

Lightning struck nearby and the crack was followed by a booming roar and the lights flickered out. Then, he was upon her. The penis that she had been stealing glances at all night was freed from the jeans and dangled in the dark, inches from her lips. She pulled him closer to her, each hand placed upon one half of his rock hard ass, her mouth full of his thick cock. The head of his penis was swollen and forcing itself deeper into her mouth. She moaned against it and coaxed it deeper.

He moaned and fucked her pretty mouth and she began to taste his cum. She wanted it so badly, he had never come in her mouth like this before and she worked more furiously, taking her hands away from his butt. She massaged his balls and jacked him off, all the while, teasing the tip of his cock inside of her mouth. His hips began to move by their own accord and still she worked. She heard him gasp and then scream, suddenly, he grabbed her head and forced his cock as far as he could. Just before she gagged the pressure released and he shot a hot load of cum, filling her mouth.

She was pleased with how things had turned out. She would have preferred sex, but she was fulfilled in the respect that she always wanted to watch, feel, and be a part of his coming. She then realized that he was taking off her shirt.

"What are you doing?" She asked. As if on cue the lights flickered back on and she saw that his cock had not diminished at all. Her lust, which had been subsiding, redoubled. She stood and helped him remove her pants and panties, all in one go and went to lay down, he, however, held her wrist and motioned to the table. She got to her knees and bent across it. Waiting, longing for his cock she almost screamed out of frustration when it was his tongue she felt an not his hard penis. Still, she enjoyed his work. Before she could come however, he had stopped. Surely he wasn't finished, before she had time to wonder, she felt the amazing pressure as his cock slid into her, filling her aching pussy.

She cried out with delight and came before five minutes of his slow, powerful thrusting had elapsed. He picked her up and laid her gently on the couch. The angle of his entry was slightly askew, considering he was only halfway on the couch, but that did not stop the fact that she still received every inch of his precious cock. This time though she was getting her wish. His thrusts became quicker and more powerful. He rammed his cock into her pussy, she had gone days without feeling it and this is what she wanted. 

"Oh my God, you're so big, give it to me, harder, harder, ooooh!" Her body seized with delight, se gasped and screamed and still he pounded until the pressure became too much and she wrapped her legs around him, forcing him to stop and hold her. In her sharpened state, she felt the curve of his back, the muscles that rippled across it and down his sides. She pushed up against him and he got up. She stood and lead him to her room, and he followed loyally.

Thunder shook the entire house. Rain splattered and ran smoothly against the glass windows. The wind howled and beat in frustration at the two lovers inside, fucking their brains out. She rode him, pulling his cock ever deeper and screamed with delight as he angled his hips to meet her falls with his own powerful thrusts. She rolled in self delight as he took over from beneath, his power throwing her around like she was a rag-doll. She clung to him though and screamed with delight as he fucked her. Her body arching, he lifted her and held her still, ramming in and out of her like a piston, she came once, and then twice like this, eventually losing count as he pulled her back down to him, resuming her previous rhythm.

She could not count the number of times she came, but eventually he was on top yet again and this time, before she could come he pulled out and went down on her, licking. He thrust two fingers deep inside of her and held them as her hole contracted. She came yet again, His mouth, wet from his licking, wet with her cum kissed her fully. He then rolled her onto her stomach.

This was pure delight, her favorite. Lying on her stomach, pinned down, her legs together, she was fucked. This was how it would end, he would make sure of it. Still he fucked and fucked. Minutes flying by as he fucked her. His own rhythm began to change and she once more began to feel his cock expand. This time it was inside of her and she came yet again. Their screams became one and she screamed as he shoved his cock in and held it, milking every drop of his cum into her. He collapsed and the storm subsided. She laid for what seemed like an eternity, basking in his love. Finally, still panting from his exertions, he rest his head against her chest and fell into a deep sleep. 

I will never suspect him again. She thought it to herself. She could feel his love, even when he was unconscious. She hugged him closer and fell asleep as well. Everything was quiet and everything was perfect.



Rainy Day



It's been pouring all day and you are drenched and shivering. Your tits are pressed tight against the shirt, the water making it cling perfectly around your tits. The bottom of your shirt falls just above your fine ass. You have to pull it down around your ass to cover it. Water is running down your body and your hair is a wet tangle of knots. I don't even know you and I'm taken aback by the sexy sight before me. I'm speechless. You grab onto me shivering and whisper in my ear, "Please.... I'll make it up to you."

I barely stammer a, "come in." I watch your now bare ass as you walk by me. I grab you a couple of the biggest towels I have and close the door behind me. My dick is rock hard and I can barely stop myself from trying to peak in the door. Just before I do I hear you shout, "Hey could you come in and help me really quick?" I wait a few seconds and then open the door to a sight from my dreams.

Your drenched shirt is now a puddle on the floor. You are totally naked now and you are bending over drying off your legs. Your round tight ass catches my eye and leads me up your back around your neck following your hair over your shoulder and down to your magnificent tits. Your hair ends just before your tit and drops of water are still running down over your rack. I see one drop of water trying to cling to your hard nipple until it finally falls to the ground. You see me with my mouth open and flash a sultry smile and ask if I like what i see. I blush and say yes and ask what you needed. You hand me the towel and ask if I can dry your back for you. I say yes and wait for you to turn around but you instead grab my shorts and pull them off saying it's not fair that I'm not naked. I agree and strip down. I wait for you to turn again but you still don't and say that I have to dry you from the front so that the body heat can help warm you. I notice that you keep licking your lips and staring at my huge cock. I step closer and stop just before our bodies touch. 

I begin to dry off your back. I reach lower and step closer which pushes your tits against my chest. My dick brushes against your thigh and I barely hear you moan. I begin to dry your ass and feel your hands run down my stomach towards my cock. I begin to massage more than dry your ass. Your hands finally brush against my cock which makes me tense and grip your ass. This makes you moan again and grab my dick. I stop and pull away not wanting to break my morals. You simply pull my dick back to you and begin to make out with me. Your hand is stroking my cock and I push you against the wall and grab your ass with both hands and pull you towards me. This causes the tip of my cock to slide into your hot pussy. You moan and drop yourself onto my cock. You scream and grip my back as my whole dick fills your pussy. I grab you by the waist and lift you off of me. I tell you no and begin to leave. You ask if you can take a shower to heat your body. I say it's fine. I leave once more and lean against the door, my cock begging for release, my mind thinking things I shouldn't. It's been two minutes and I hear you call for me again. I come in and ask what you need. 

You open the curtain and your body is covered in steam and water running down over your tits, making little waterfalls. You hand me a bar of soap and point to your back again. I say fine but that's it. I get in with you and you won't let me around. I try to slide past you, making your tits slide over my nipples and my dick catches on your hip. Just before I pull around I feel your hand wrap around my cock, lathering it in soap. As I pull away you tighten your grip and I moan as my dick pops from your smooth hand. I see you wink and smile. I begin to run the bar of soap around your back. 

I begin to soap your ass. You bend over so your fine ass is inches from my dick and say, "this will be easier to soap me up now." I soap your ass and use my other hand to rub it in. I grab your ass to keep from slipping and you moan again. I then keep squeezing and rubbing your ass which makes you grab my cock with both your soapy hands. I moan and let the bar slide down your crack. You moan again and pull hard on my cock. I then drag the soap across the lips of your pussy. I play with your pussy lathering it in soap as you play with my soap covered cock. I ask if you needed some help with your front. You moan yes. I reach my hands around you as you stand up and grab both your tits and pull you towards me. My soapy engorged dick is now nestled below the curve of your ass and the shaft is pressed against your pussy. I play with your nipples, flicking little bubbles off of them. You moan and begin to slide your pussy over my cock. I squeeze your tits and bite your neck. You moan louder and slide harder on my cock. The hot water has washed off all the soap form my cock but it is still slick from your pussy leaking all over it. I bite your ear and whisper, "Bend over." You do and I barely wait before I slam my cock all the way into your hot moist pussy. You scream in ecstasy. You put your hands on the tub nozzle to hold yourself up. I slap your soapy ass and fuck you hard. I smile as I listen to you scream in pleasure and watching your wet tits swing back and forth. I hear you shout that you are cumming and I grab your hip with on hand and pull your hair so I can hit your pussy just that much harder. You lose it and cum all over my cock. Normally I let you catch your breath before pounding you but I continue pounding your ass and spanking you as you're cumming. 

Barely after you finish you hear me moan and scream which drives you crazy. I drag my nails down your back and fuck you even faster. You cum again and this time I plow into you and it in deep as I can and cum inside you. This pushes you over the edge and your legs give out and you're only held up by my hands and my cock. I pull out and you look at me and I say, "Sorry it looks like I didn't help you get dry." And with that I spank your ass and grab a towel. I started to dry off and watched you get out of the shower, drops of water sprinkling off your tits with each step. 

You reach for the towel and ask if I need help drying off. I tell you yes but you have to do it from the front. You smile and step right into my body. My limp dick begins to stir. I grab your tit with one hand and your neck with the other and make out with you while pulling on your tit. You get on your tip toes to get the towel over my head which places your tits right in my face. I lick and play with one and pinch the other one. You would moan and I would take your nipple in my mouth and suck hard. Every time I would suck and pull on your nipple I would squeeze your boob. You moan and drop from tippy toes right onto the shaft of my dick. You moan and pull me closer with the towel which makes my dick slide over her pussy. You ask if I need help with my front. I say yes and especially this because it's really wet for some reason, as I'm sliding my cock across your pussy. I bite your neck and listen to you moan in my ear as I keep sliding my dick back and forth. You dry your way down to my waist and get on your knees. You dry off my long hard dick and keep drying all the way down to my feet. 

You then look up to see my cock pointing at your mouth. You lick your lips as you look up at me and take the tip of my dick into your mouth. You smile as you see my lips part into a moan and take more of me into your mouth, swirling your tongue around as you go. I place my hands on the wall and watch your head bob up and down. I watch your lips slide over my cock inch by inch. I moan louder and you pick up the pace sucking harder. I'm just about to cum when you pull away. I look to see why and your eyes are closed, mouth open, and your tits are pressed towards me. I moan more and begin to stroke my cock. I aim for your round tits and cum hard. The first shot lands right in your mouth and your lips close around it with a moan. The second hangs off your lips for a second before dropping onto your tit. The other three splatter all over your rack. You take your hands and rub the warm cum into your tits, moaning as you feel the warm drops of cum on your tits. You twirl your finger around your nipples rubbing the cum in. 

PJ‰



Rainy Day



I woke up one day and it was pouring down rain outside. I didn't feel much like getting out of bed because it was so warm under the covers. I decided to hit the record button and this is the fantasy that came out. Hope you all enjoy it. :)

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Rainy Day at Mudd Lake



Enjoy the intensity of your desires.

Chapter Eight 
A Rainy day at Mud Lake 

The day started out warm and breezy, the weather forecast was calling for rain. She anticipated the arrival of her date. She had planned a nice dinner for outside. They were to meet at the park and drive together to a secluded spot by the lake. She had packed a nice bottle of wine, salad, spaghetti, garlic bread and chocolate mousse. She hoped all would go as she had been dreaming of in her mind. She dressed in a tank T-shirt and Jean shorts. She packed a jacket and sweat pants along with her umbrella for safety measures. 

She placed everything in her minivan and checked her list to make sure she had everything. Now it was off to meet the date she had been dreaming of for months. 

She pulled into the park to wait for his arrival. She wasn't sure what type of vehicle he drove so he actually could be sitting there already, and she wouldn't even know it. 

A red car pulled up beside her with a handsome driver. He had s gorgeous smile, dark hair, and nice tan. As he got out of his car, you could see by his muscular physique that he took well care of his body. He was tall, fit, and trim. She knew it had to be her date. 

Her mouth watered for a taste of those lips. They looked so luscious. He looked at her flashed a winning smile and winked. He was retrieving a package from his car. As she watched him lean in the back seat to get the box, she couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to grasp that set of buns that stared her in the face. MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM she was imagining the soft masculine flesh tight in her hands. The thoughts flooded her mind sending a warm sensation all through her body. 

She opened the door and stepped out to assist him with the box. He was trying to keep his mind on what he was doing but instead it wondered to the thoughts he had of running his hands across the smooth milky white skin of the beautiful creature he saw before him. He smiled a perfect smile as she caught him glancing her way. His face turned red with embarrassment and he turned away. 

The way she moved was so elegant and sensual. He couldn't imagine how someone like her would ever want to be with him. She had a down to earth natural beauty. She was so sweet, your typical "girl next door." He just wanted to hold her and kiss her. Just being with her was enough but he fantasized about more. 

He pictured her as soft and gentle lover who took making love seriously. Passionate full of life and feeling. One that liked moving slow and easy savoring every moment, touch and embrace. One that put her whole self into making love so that both people would receive full gratification. 

They got into her minivan and she allowed him to drive to a spot they both had agreed upon. It was still warm and breezy with a few clouds scattered across the sky. They traveled on to their destination in hopes the rain would hold off for their special date. 

They arrived at the lake, unpacked the van, and traveled a short distance to a nice grassy, shady spot. The sun glistened down upon the water and you could hear it running over the rocks along its path. It was a perfect setting of natural beauty. 

They spread out the blanket and unpacked the dinner. In the box he brought along contained a CD player and some CD's. Everything seemed perfect. They had a nice dinner, wine, soft romantic music, and the perfect setting. 

While they sat eating the dinner, he stole a glance at her. She was absolutely amazing in his eyes. The way she looked was so natural but so sensual and sexy. He wanted to forget about the dinner and just explore her body, taking his time to caress every part of her. Moving slow at removing her clothes feeling her skin as he peeled off the layers. Using his fingers as his eyes allowing them to venture across her flesh. His manhood grew taught as these thoughts rambled through his mind. The pressure was a welcomed feeling. 

As she ate her pasta she couldn't help but realize he was preoccupied with something other than food. Then again so was she. She was thinking of how it would feel to run her fingers through his soft dark hair and trace his jawline and lips with her fingertips. Letting her hands linger over his rippling muscular body as she slowly teasingly undressed him. 

Reality snapped her back as a slow soft shower started to cover the dinner and them. She hurriedly covered the dinner and packed it away so it wouldn't be ruined. She didn't care about herself because she loved the soft gentle showers that were pouring over her body. 

Her clothing clinged to her wet body revealing the hard nipples beneath her shirt. You could see the shape of a perfect round breast firm and just begging for his touch. You could also see the curves of a body that would make any man's mouth water. 

She continued to stay in the rain dancing around. She took off her shoes and traipsed through the mud and water puddles. Mud splashed upon her legs as she reeled like a child through the wetness of the rain. Her breasts bounced as she moved carefree and full of vigor. 

He watched in amusement as he too was getting wet from the rain. His hunger grew more intense as he shed his shirt and shoes and joined her in the rain. He moved close to her and held her tight as he kissed her with the passion as the rain kept coming down on them. She returned his kiss with passion and fury. Her tongue found his and intertwined. He could feel the fire burning in her kisses and he returned the favor. 

He began kissing the rain from her neck as he began to remove her clinging top. Kissing her bare skin as each area was revealed. 

She caressed his bare chest and back as she reared her head back looking up into the sky as rain fell down upon her face. She could feel his touch upon her already hard nipples. His hand encased her breast and his mouth engulfed her nipple as she let out a moan of pleasure. She held his head to her chest wanting him to continue to feed from her wanton mounds of flesh. 

His hands moved down to remove her rain-drenched shorts, exploring her with his hands as the clothing fell to the ground. He could feel a warm wetness that spilled from her womanhood as he touched her between the thighs. 

She began to remove his jeans discovering there was nothing underneath except a rock hard rod standing before her. She caressed the muscle with her hand, stroking it in a fashion that caused him to shiver and moan with excitement. He ran his hand down her buttocks and placed his fingers into her vagina moving them in and out causing her to tighten her grip on his penis and stroke it harder. They were kissing and moving with heated passion. The rain was not a concern anymore. 

They slid down together into the mud, neither one caring. He laid her back and tilted her hips up so he could engulf her vagina with his mouth. He wanted to taste her sweet milky wetness and feel his tongue inside her, teasing her feminine urges. He wanted her to hunger for his penis to be inside her. He wanted to hear her moan and scream as he pleasured her. 

As he continued to taste, her juices she grabbed at the mud on the ground trying too grasp something to hold onto. She was in such ecstasy and needed to hold onto something to keep her from erupting. He moved onto her stomach kissing her along the way. He kissed her feverishly as she grasped his back with her muddy hands and pulled him closer to her. He moved into place and slid his now about ready to explode dick into her slow and easy. He moved in and out of her. The feeling was heightened with the cool oozing feeling of the mud beneath her. She moved to the topside allowing him to feel the mud on her body and beneath his. IT was slippery wet and cool. Her hands were covered with mud along with her back and buttocks, but that didn't stop her from caressing his chest as she moved up and down on his staff. 

He held her close caressing her breasts covering them with dark slippery wet earth. The feeling was like none other. The mud glided across her skin giving it a totally different texture and sensation. She continued to move up and down watching his member enter and leave her vaginal cave, as she caressed his mud-covered body. She leaned down on top allowing her breasts to slide across his chest giving them both a new sensation. As they moved together sliding around in the mud, he grasped her muddy buttocks as best he could assist her to move faster upon his member. As he gripped her harder she released her passion and came in an explosion as his fluid erupted inside her. The rain continued to shower them as the couple lay there in the muddy mass of each other. 

THE END 



Rainy Day Blowjobs



Thank you so much, readers, for your complimentary comments on my first post. It means the world to me to know you enjoyed reading it as much as I did putting it down for you! I hope I don't disappoint this time out.

I am a Queen...

...more specifically, the "blow-job queen", according to the guys on the crew I work with. This makes me smile. Guys are always so ready to describe a girl, according to what she's done in the past, in the most graphic of terms! Since that first rainy morning when I sucked David's dick, it has become a sort of unofficial second job (though unpaid, I might add) of mine to keep the guys happy when we can't work. My boyfriend Keith is all for it. I still don't quite understand why, but he hasn't had a jealous moment over it, and that's fine with me. I love giving oral! I love the control and I love the slow buildup of pleasure; and I especially love the taste of semen as it flows across my tongue. Lots of people think this is an acquired taste, but to date I've only given oral sex to my four coworkers and a couple of guys before I met Keith, so it's not like I've done a bunch! I guess I just enjoy the organic flavor, and the way it makes my 'lovers' smile when they watch me swallow it. So if I'm weird...so what? 

James was the second of our crew to receive 'the ultimate blessing', as they have laughingly referred to it. On that second rainy day they all three came to our apartment fully expecting to come in my mouth, and Keith had never given them any reason to think they wouldn't. James, the black guy, is also the most outgoing. He wasted no time in letting the other two know that this was an area where he was "the man to watch." His dick, as I soon found out, isn't that big – so much for the black representation of BBC! It's very average in length and thickness; but of course, when any cock is in your mouth, there is no 'average'. They're all wonderful and throbbing and strong and hard, and I love that. 

I should mention that I don't dislike the other elements of sex at all! In fact, I love normal...and sometimes not-so-normal (!)...intercourse; but Keith let me know that wasn't on the table here, and that's also fine with me. I love giving an occasional rainy-day blowjob (God help me if we have a hurricane!) but I didn't need the drama of having one or more of them falling in love with me, as often happens when 'real sex' gets involved. I'm perfectly happy with Keith for that; more so since he allowed me to do this, as well. 

Back to James. The first words out of his mouth were, "So, you want a chance to suck this, huh?" He grabbed his crotch through his shorts, indicating he was all ready. The other two stood there, smiling shyly and minding their manners. I had just gotten out of bed, and was wearing one of Keith's t-shirts and a pair of panties (I had a fleeting thought: I hoped they weren't one of the older pairs I owned, as some of them have seen better days.) Keith was still getting up out of bed, grumbling about coffee, so I told James to hold on; I had to put the coffee pot on. He took me literally, still holding himself as I turned and padded barefoot to the kitchen. I knew this was going to be an interesting day!

James, taking in the view of my butt as I walked away, voiced his approval. "Mmmmm, mmm!" he said, "I wouldn't mind some of that, either." 

"Dream on," I told him, and the rest of them laughed. I spooned grounds into the pot and added water to make ten cups, then pushed the button. It was already gurgling away by the time I had taken my favorite flavored creamer out of the refrigerator. I gave myself a quick once-over while I had the chance. The panties I had on were a pretty pink pair of hip-huggers – not a thong, fortunately - and I killed a little more time getting the sugar and cups out. I was beginning to feel really horny; my mouth was dry, but other parts were definitely not. I called out, "Who wants coffee?" and was rewarded with a chorus of "I do's." 

James said, in a high falsetto voice, "Who wants a blowjob?" and they all laughed. I smiled - I didn't think anyone wanted it more than I did! I was already feeling dicks in my mouth and hands in my hair, wondering whose would prove to be the most interesting for me. 

I poured up coffee for everyone except myself, as I didn't want to 'taint' the taste of naked skin in my mouth. They were all lounging around on the couch and on the floor. James still had one hand on his crotch, as he normally does. I gave him the first cup, advising him to "try to stay alert." He laughed. Then I sat and watched everyone as they joked and enjoyed my coffee. Randy said I made a good cup. David told him that was the least of my skills, and everyone laughed again. Then James drained the last of his, and I knew it was time to go. 

I told him to sit in the same chair that David had occupied; he said he'd stand. Then he unzipped, and with a flourish, pulled his dick out. Everyone was watching, including Keith, from the couch. There wasn't a sound in the room as I dropped to my knees in front of him and reached for it. It wasn't hard yet; it drooped kind of sadly, but it pulsed as I took it in my hand, giving me hope. 

It didn't stay soft long. As I surrounded it with my lips, I could feel it thicken and grow, and I know I dampened my panties just thinking about that. Keith is gonna get raped when these guys have gone, was my fleeting thought. Meanwhile, James was talking the whole time, narrating to the other guys how it felt and how he was going to blow his load right through the back of my head. I stopped at one point and told him to just relax and enjoy it; that it this might be his only chance to. David was more direct. He told James to "shut the fuck up, man." Randy and Keith were just watching, neither one talking. I wanted to do Randy next, and save David for last. Or Keith. I realized he might want in on this, as part of the group. I wasn't sure how I felt about that. Our time together is something I would prefer to keep private. Of course, David had already spoiled that.

James had his feet spread apart and his hands on either side of my head, holding my hair back and guiding my face as it bobbed back and forth on his cock. I felt like he was posing for the benefit of the others, but I didn't mind taking the submissive role. I was getting used to it with Keith, lately, and I was beginning to really enjoy it. I let my neck bend and allowed James to angle my head so he could force-fuck my mouth, causing me to gag slightly with some of his thrusts. And then it happened. 

I climaxed. 

I'd felt it building, but had pushed it from my mind in my efforts to please James and to keep from being choked. Then I stepped back mentally, imagined what it looked like to the others, and suddenly I felt a rush and a clenching spasm of pleasure. It wasn't a huge orgasm, but it surprised me with its force. I hesitated in my efforts, and James's dick hit the back of my throat just as I was giving in to my climax. It triggered my gag reflex and I yucked up something foul. I hadn't had anything to eat, so it was very bitter and acid-y; bile, I suppose. That certainly made my climax a conflicting sensation! 

I pushed my hands hard against James's legs and he halted while I swallowed hard. I heard someone say "Damn," but I'm not even sure who it was. I took a deep breath, then, and looked up at James. He was smiling. From then on he would brag about making me spit up, I knew, but I was determined at that moment to bring him off. I opened my mouth. He stabbed his dick back in, but I was prepared. I closed my lips around him and began to suck hungrily, and his motions eventually slowed as he gave himself over to the sheer pleasure of my mouth. From then on he was under my control. It wasn't long before I heard his sudden intake of breath, and then there was a sweet explosion on my tongue, followed by his quick thrusting as he tried to flood my mouth. There wasn't that much, but from the sounds he was making you'd have thought he was emptying his entire body inside me! I moaned my appreciation, for the others, mostly, and allowed him to jack a few more drops onto my tongue. 

His moment of glory was over, but I still had quite a few left to enjoy. As James stepped back, I turned and looked pointedly at Randy, who quickly stood up, smiling. "You're up," I said, and I never felt more like a slut than I did at that moment! It wasn't an entirely unpleasant feeling. 

Keith asked if I needed anything to drink, which I thought was sweet, but I said I was okay. I licked some of James's residue off the corners of my mouth as Randy came forward and took his place. He asked, "Mind if I sit down?" and I said I didn't. Randy apparently didn't have a problem with my pleasing him, on my own terms. He dropped his cut-off jeans and boxers and sat. That was my first view of his dick. It was standing straight up before me, as thick as my wrist, with a fat, swollen head that looked like a cotton-mouth moccasin's. Even James muttered something under his breath. My body reacted viscerally. I licked my lips again, this time to moisten them, but I'm sure it looked like I was only hungry for the slab of meat before me...and in truth, I was! 

I reached tentatively for Randy's cock. My fingers closed around it, but they didn't meet on the other side. It was hot, practically burning under my touch, and it throbbed like some beast. As for length, it wasn't much longer than the other two's, but it just seemed more...massive. I licked my lips again. Randy leaned forward, watching me as I hiked up on my knees before him. I looked up into his eyes just before my lips closed around it, and I knew there was another climax in my near future. Then I sunk onto it, letting my tongue slide down the underside as my lips caressed their way down its length. My hair fell over his legs, enclosing my face behind its curtain as I went about my work. 

It was pleasant work, for both of us. Randy, perhaps aware of the fact that he was so much better endowed than his friends, remained completely passive, allowing me to control the pace of his pleasure. And where I let James use my mouth as he pleased, I was able to [i]make love[/i] to Randy's massive member with my lips and tongue. I was writhing as I did, grinding my hips and relishing the way my labia slipped and slid against one another. I wanted to cum again, badly, this time where I could enjoy the tremors my orgasm produced inside my body. [i]And Randy's dick tasted so good[/i], I realized! Perhaps he had applied some sort of balm, or what? I tried to analyze the flavor, but couldn't put my finger on it – no pun intended. As to my fingers, my right were still wrapped around his dick, right down at the base where I couldn't possibly get my mouth to; my left were sliding under my t-shirt and inside the band of my panties. I couldn't help it. My pussy was demanding attention in the worst way! 

It only took one circular motion. As soon as my forefinger contacted my clitoris, my climax exploded over me. Randy must have felt it – my mouth relaxed as every fiber of my being concentrated on what was happening down below. Bless him, he remained perfectly still as I gasped around him, trying and failing to keep my orgasm from interrupting his pleasure. It took more than a few seconds. He remained buried inside my mouth, a constant reminder that I still had to finish him off, and one I couldn't ignore. I placed my left hand on his thigh, sticky fingertip and all, and as my own sensations subsided, I closed my lips around him again and continued my pleasuring of his still-throbbing cock. I wondered briefly if my 'audience' knew what had just happened to me, but I put it out of my mind. Hey, a girl's gotta get it where she can, right? Besides, Randy was getting close. I could tell by the way his hips were moving, slightly but with a purpose. He wasn't the exhibitionist James was, but he couldn't deny his feelings. I sucked harder, and put the tip of my tongue against the underside of his shaft where it could stimulate the glans most effectively. I heard a low grunt, and got ready. 

When it came, it was quicker and more violent than I expected. That first spurt was like a cannonball that went straight to the back of my throat, hitting my uvula like a punch. I coughed, spraying cum out of the sides of my mouth, and grasped both his legs as I instinctively drew myself upward. I wasn't quite ready when the second gush came, but I contained it, coughing again and swallowing quickly. I sucked the third out, and after that he began to squirm in the chair. I was in control again. I bobbed my head maniacally, sucking every drop, savoring the taste of his seed, which was very salty; in contrast to the taste of his skin. 

If James had any residual pride in the way he'd mastered me, he had to have reconsidered, watching me work Randy's cock with my mouth. I just about couldn't get enough of it, and knowing that it would soon shrink from my lips made me all the more hungry for it. I thought, God, how am I ever going to look at Randy the same way again? And still, I feverishly mouthed his still-erect dick, as slutty as any whore, determined to ride it to the last. Suddenly he pushed my face away from him. 

"Oh, god!" he exclaimed, "that's too fuckin' much!" 

Someone snickered. I rocked back on my legs, my hair still hanging over my face as I kept my head lowered. I couldn't look at Keith yet; my overly zealous behavior of the last minute or so was too embarrassing. I swiped at my lips with my tongue, trying to clean my mouth up. A surprising amount of sticky 'overflow' coated them, and I knew there was a fair amount on Randy's legs. I regretted the loss of that, but feasted on what I could recover from the sides of my mouth. I saw Randy's hands as they pulled his pants up, and heard him stand. Then he moved away without a word, and David took his place. 

David put his hand under my chin and raised my head. My hair fell away, and he was looking into my teary eyes. "You want a rain check?" he asked me, and I thought that was just the sweetest thing to ask me! Being older, I guess he understood better than the others what I had just experienced. I looked at him gratefully, smiled and shook my head. 

"No," I answered as brightly as I could, "I'm good." I wasn't going to waste the opportunity to have a third consecutive cock to suck! I pulled my hair back over my shoulders with both hands and glanced around at the others as David pushed his shorts down. They were watching intently, nobody saying a word. Keith winked at me, and that made my heart glad. I grinned at him, grateful to have such a generous man for a boyfriend. David sat back with his shorts around his ankles and I lowered my head, my mouth already craving the familiar taste of his dick. 

It was quick this time. I think David knew I had been working awfully hard, or else he figured Randy was a tough act to follow. In any case, his hands held my hair back so he could watch my face as I sucked, and when he got ready to cum he made sure I knew it. I swallowed his load easily, and it was the sweetest of the lot. He watched me intently as my throat worked, and I kept my eyes on his. It was erotic in so many ways! I cleaned his cock afterward, tilting my head and swiping my tongue up and around it as it flagged slowly downward. Then I kissed the top of his thigh and said, "Okay. Next?" 

Everyone laughed. James said, "Dayummm, girl!" and Randy concurred, telling the others, "That was some blowjob, boys!" David patted my cheek before rising, then put his hand out to help me up. My legs were stiff, and I almost fell into him. 

"Whoa," I muttered. "I must be gettin' old." I extended one leg, still holding David's hand, and stretched the muscles out. 

Keith said, "You gonna be able to mow?" and I answered, "Not today," which brought a chuckle from the others. It was still raining out. I was suddenly conscious of my wetness; a long streak of my own juices was making its way down the thigh of the leg I was standing on. I needed to 'freshen up' in the worst way, so I excused myself and headed for the bathroom. All eyes were following me, I knew. I shut the door, sighing as I put my back to it and let my weight rest against it. I hadn't done but an hour's work, and I was exhausted. 

"Damn, girl," I whispered, "that was intense!" 

Looking up, I saw my reflection in the mirror. I actually looked tired, but happy. Raising one hand, I brushed my hair over my shoulder and moved to the counter-top. I stared into my own face, not sure what I was looking for, but conscious that I had taken yet another step in a direction I hadn't really considered before a couple of months ago. I didn't know if the girl I saw could continue to work with these guys. Would I now be considered a whore by all of them? I didn't see a whore. I saw a girl, that's all; just a girl who liked some things as much, or maybe a little more, than most other girls. "Get over yourself," I told that girl. "If you don't make a big deal out of it, maybe they won't either." I smiled at my own face, quickly, then took a washcloth and cleaned my legs. My panties were soaked, but I didn't have another pair with me, so they'd have to do until I could change them, and hopefully, put some pants on! I felt more exposed than ever, suddenly, and I would have blushed, if I hadn't already had lots more to blush about than being dressed scantily!

The guys were finishing off the coffee pot, but Keith had saved a cup for me. I had rinsed my mouth out, reluctantly; now I was glad I had. Taking a quick sip, I realized he had even put four sugars in for me, and I smiled gratefully at him over the rim. What a guy! We joked around for a while, then Keith suggested they clear out, telling them he expected them to work twice as hard tomorrow. James said, "Oh man, you know I always work HARD!" and they laughed at his pun. I disappeared into the bedroom to change as they were leaving, not knowing quite what to say after all that, and I already had clean panties and shorts on when Keith came in, looking at me hungrily as I slipped the t-shirt off over my head. I looked at him, trying to judge the look on his face. He smiled, his face crinkling up.

"Yeah?" I asked him, and he answered, "Oh hell yeah!" He let me undress him, and I was thinking, life is good! as he pulled me down onto the bed. 

There have been a few more rainy mornings since, but I haven't done all three guys consecutively, like this time. Keith told them to come over at different times, if they were going to come at all. They did, of course! Oh, and I hinted at a change in my life at the end of my last story, so I should tell you – I met a girl.



Rainy Day Camping



The second I moved my hands, the door to the RV swung open and his body came stumbling in spilling the contents of his plastic bags out onto the carpet. Rain water poured through the edges of the door as the wind held it open. We were both laughing out loud at this point but he still attempted to keep an angry look on his face to no avail. He deserved to be this drenched. When we had left the RV earlier to start the long walk to the campsite general store I had spotted the clouds in the distance. I even suggested that we take the car, seeing as how it was a bit of a hike but no he had insisted that was no way it was going to storm. 

It was obvious he was wrong. We were about half way through our walk back from the store to pick up campfire essentials when I felt the first drops of rain start to cut through the warm sticky summer air and land on my arms and face. I didn't even have time to yell "I told you so!" Because eithin a minute there were sheets and sheets of water falling from the sky so thick that I could barely see the gravel road in front of me as I took off in a sprint back to the RV. 

It was mid-May and most of the campsites were empty because kids were still in school and the "season" had not started yet. We dodged in and out of empty campsites frantically trying to get back to safety from the storm. Everytime I turned around to see his face he was laughing. I reached the RV first and immediately pulled open the screen door and threw myself in. I didn't know how much further he was behind me but I swung around and grabbed the door. I got one good look in his eyes before I forced the door shut. He slammed himself against it a moment later. It pushed open a little bit and I could hear his laughs through the creak but again I forced it back shut again. He knocked a little and started to yell before I made the decision to let him in. 

Now he laid on the carpet soaking wet. He turned around and used his foot to slam the RV door before collapsing onto his back still giggling. I was sitting on the floor a few feet away with my knees up, just watching him. My pale blue summer dress was so wet that it clung to me everywhere. Sticking to my thighs.

"I guess I was wrong." He said as the thunder comically chimed in in the background.

He pushed himself up and crawled over next to me. His curly blonde hair was now matted down and as he came closer I reached up with both hands and rubbed my hands through it messing it up. 

Suddenly his lips were pressed up against mine. I continued to move my fingers through his hair causing water droplets to roll down his cheeks and face. He kissed my lips gently and I felt his hands rest on my knees. He slowly pushed my knees apart with his fingertips and eventually I felt him move between them. I pressed my lips a little harder against his and moved my hands down to his neck. 

His hands landed on the carpet next to me and he pushed hard against me until suddenly we were flat on the floor. The pressure of his groin against mine was evident and he moved his kisses from my neck, down my cheek, over to my ear. He traced his tongue around my ear a little bit and then down the side of my neck until he was just grazing his lips along my collarbone. I could feel his hands pushing on hips. 

I moaned a little bit as he started to roll my spaghetti straps down over my shoulders. My skin was warm and clammy and he continued shedding kisses on it as he moved around. He paused right above my breast and I just laid there expecting a kiss. I few raindrops dropped from his hair onto my chest, and I wanted so badly to feel his lips on me again. I could hear the rain still banging hard against the top of the RV.

But then he pushed himself off of me. I shot my eyes open and immediately propped myself up leaning on my elbows. Was he serious? My pussy ached between my legs... You can't just kiss me like that and then not deliver.

When I looked at him he was on his knees between mine. I could see the shape of his cock pushed up against his jeans but he was pushing himself away... I was so confused. I didn't want this to end and it looked like he didnt either, so what was the deal? Then I watched as he placed his hands on my legs, right at the hem of my dress. He kept eye contact with me through his curls as he slowly started to roll my dress up. Every spot his hands touched seemed to burn my skin setting my skin on fire. 

He leaned forward and began to kiss my thighs. He kissed sporadically as he pushed my skirt all the way up past my hips. His fingers wrapped the top of my underwear and I laid back down flat on the ground. This wasn't over after all. I bent my knees and pushed my ass off the ground a little bit so that he could pull my underwear down. He pulled them off and tossed them in the corner. The thunder boomed loud over head and I jumped a little bit not expecting it. I felt his hand slide over my mound. He pushed through my lips and rubbed his finger around my clit. 

Then I felt his lips again. He pushed them hard against my inner thigh. He even bit down a little bit a few times. I raised my head and looked down loving the way he looked up at me as his face finally reached my pussy. His finger stopped rubbing against my clit and a second later I felt his warm tongue push past my lips and flick against my swollen nub. 

He wrapped one arm around my thigh and pulled me closer. His tongue danced over my clit causing me to moan loudly. I felt him start to push his finger against my hole. He forced one in pushing it deep. My pussy was so hot as he started to finger fuck me. I could feel my juices dripping through my lips and soaking his fingers. 

After a minute he took a second finger and pushed it inside. I moaned loudly and wrapped my fingers through his hair. I pushed up against his face and he wiggled his tongue frantically all over my clit. He curled his fingers inside me searching for my g-spot, but taking his time to find it. 

I realized it was very possible I could cum right now but I didn't want to just yet so I tugged on his hair. He looked up and I pulled him up my face. Showering him with kisses. 

My own sweet juices wet my lips and I shot my tongue around his mouth trying to taste all that I could. With my other hand I fumbled around his hips. I undid his pants and began to push his jeans down over his hip bones. He kissed me hard and I felt his cock bounce out landing against my pussy. 

He pulled back a little bit placing his hand on his cock and rubbing it through my slit. It was wet now and I felt it harden even more when he rubbed it against my clit. Soon the tip was pushed hard against my hole. I grabbed onto his hips and slowly started pulling them into me. His head was right next to mine and I turned to lay kisses on his cheek. I heard a tiny moan escape his lips as I pulled his hips into meet mine. My pussy stretched to accomadate his size and when he was all the way in, we both just stopped for a minute. The RV was fairly dark and it light up for a second from the lightning outside. 

Slowly he began to fuck me. Pulling his cock all the way out until only the tip was in and then pushing it slowly back in. He leaned on his arms and continued to kiss me. I could feel him start to speed up. His cock was huge inside me and every time he entered me I could feel his rub against my pelvic bone. 

I pulled my arms out of my straps and rolled the top of my dress down, causing my tits to pop out. He immediately put his mouth to them sucking hard on one nipple and then the next. I moaned loudly and moved my hand down past his head to my clit. I circled my finger slowly around it but I knew it would take hardly any effort in order for me to cum. 

I knew it wouldn't take too much more for him to cum either. He sat up and cupped my breasts as he fucked me hard. I rubbed harder on my clit feeling my orgasm growing. My pussy hugged him tight and he had successfully found my gspot now because as he pounded into me. A second later my vagina was on fire and I let out a loud moan as I started to cum. My back arched and my pussy exploded all over his cock. Wave after wave of sweet orgasm flew over me making my chest shake and my legs tense up. The thunder clapped loud in the sky and again I jumped.

With my back arched he reached underneath me grabbing onto my ass for support and fucking me hard. My pussy was still twitching from my own orgasm when I felt him pull out and a second later hot cum shot onto my pussy. Continuing to stroke his cock with his hand he glazed my mound with his cum. He leaned forward on his arm letting every last drop pour onto me. 

I just laid there unable to move. My legs twitched and for some reason I started laughing. He collapsed down next to me wrapping his arm around me. We just laid there listening to the rain on the roof and holding each other, occasionally kissing and laughing until the rain stopped.



Rainy Day Ch. 01



Melanie entered the building's front door just as Justin attempted to leave. Bodies tangled, umbrellas and bags fell to the floor and they were face to face with rain coming down. Silence for a moment, until the heavy rumble of thunder broke their instant attraction.

With his hand under her arm, Justin guided Melanie into the lobby and then bent to retrieve her bag and his umbrella as she picked up her own umbrella. As he handed her bag back, they stood facing in the dim lobby, eyes locked.

"Come up." His voice was rough, his appointment forgotten. He held out his hand and she took it. 

This moment had been coming for weeks, he thought as they stepped into the elevator. He pressed the top floor and they stood in absolute silence as they had since she'd moved into the building. Daily their paths seemed to cross. Elevator. Mail Room. Lobby. They would stop, look, never speak, but both of them felt the heat, the attraction. 

Now, thanks to a chance encounter on a rainy day, he knew. His hands had touched her body, felt the slender grace he'd only seen when she walked away, felt the soft skin he'd only imagined until now. Her body had brushed against his, aligning perfectly, his blood thickening with desire at the slide of her hips over his, her breasts against his chest.

With a ding, the doors opened to his familiar hallway yet it felt unfamiliar as he took Melanie's arm to guide her to his door. With the gloom outside, the hallway was dim, secretive, and it colored their encounter. Secretive, furtive, seductive. He opened his door with a jangle of keys and ushered her into his apartment. They had barely spoken, but now she turned to him as he closed his door and flipped the lock.

"No promises." Her voice was soft, sultry, his body heating at the sound.

"Only today exists." He answered. She nodded. She set her bag down next to the small table in his entry, leaning her umbrella against the wall. He did the same, then reached for her coat. She turned her back, letting him slide the damp material off her shoulders. He smelled vanilla and cinnamon as the coat fell into his hands, revealing a navy dress draped over her luscious curves, exposing curve after curve by the fall and fold. His mouth watered as he turned to hang her coat on the hall tree and add his own coat and toe off his shoes.

Again he took her hand and led her into the main room of the apartment. It was the reason he'd bought the space. Two walls of windows lined the corner apartment, opening the city below his living area. In nice weather, there was a balcony running the length of the windows. In the rain and gloom, the room felt like it was in the clouds.

"I'd wondered," she murmured, taking the lead and pulling him into the living area. He'd intended to go into the bedroom, but she had other ideas. Standing in the sunken seating area, she slid her hand up the front of his t-shirt, heating the skin beneath. Her wide eyes were deep, dark blue like her dress, and he felt himself drowning as she leaned close. Her lips just brushed his, teasing, and he caught her with a hand on her neck, deepening the kiss. His tongue pushed against her lips until she opened and he tasted her. 

Intoxicated, he fed hungrily on her mouth as he slid a hand into her hair, the blond silk cool against his hot skin. His other hand slid down her body, cupping the firm swell of her breast through the soft material of her dress. Her nipple beaded against his palm and he gently squeezed, realizing she wasn't wearing a bra. His groin stirred at the idea and he wondered what else she was or wasn't wearing. She drew back from the kiss, pushed back from him, and he let her, his breath rough as they stared at each other. 

With a wicked smile, Melanie knelt before him. He groaned as her hands slid over his thighs, his muscles tense, his cock swelling as all the blood in his body pooled. She slid her hand under his t-shirt and flicked open the snap of his black chinos. His hips jerked and she smiled again as she drew the zipper down his bulging length, teasing him with the friction. She tugged the knees of his chinos, pulling them down to expose his boxers - he'd worn the black silk with bold red chili peppers today.

"Hot? Spicy?" she murmured, looking up at him with wicked curiosity, her fingers tracing a pepper here, there, anywhere but where he wanted her to touch.

"Fun." It came out as a croak. He was actually pretty pleased he'd managed the word at all, since there was only the beat of his blood echoing in his head and his cock ached like he'd been kicked. Since words weren't an option, he opted for action. He grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and yanked it over his head. Melanie made a little noise and he looked down to see her surprised pleasure. Looking closer, he realized his cock was almost fully erect, his head visible above the waistband of his boxers, fat and red against his belly.

"Maybe all three," she said, licking her lips as she hooked her fingers in the waistband and tugged his boxers down. She pulled his boxers and pants off as he stepped out, completely naked in the open living room. He'd never been naked out here before, the windows more than daunting to his normal shyness. Today - today the windows only enhanced his arousal.

Melanie cupped his balls with one hand, squeezing gently and rubbing the base of his cock with her thumb. Justin groaned, widening his stance and tilting his hips towards her. His thick length strained towards her and she gave him another wicked look as she leaned close and dipped her head to lick the bottom side of his head. His dick bobbed and she smiled, swirling her tongue around his bulging tip, then up and down the slit, tasting each milky drop of precum that welled up.

"Mel..." he started to tell her she didn't have to...then she sucked his head into her mouth and his mouth went dry. Her tongue swirled around his head as she suckled him, one hand on his thigh for balance, the other stroking his swollen aching balls. Her sucking increased as she slid her mouth down his shaft, taking him deeper with each stroke, his hips rocking unconsciously, until he was full-on fucking her mouth, his head in her throat, his shaft pulsing in her wet embrace. Justin groaned, fisting his hands at his side, his head falling back as his eyes closed, the image of his fat red cock between her lips burned into his brain. Her sucking increased and his cock swelled more, his balls tightening, his release nearing – he clenched his jaw, trying to hold back.

"No, Mel...wait," Justin groaned as he looked down to see her lipstick on his groin, his dick glistening with saliva as she worked him in and out of her mouth. The hand on his balls shifted, her palm pressing almost painfully against his throbbing glands, her middle finger stretching, pressing, thrusting into his asshole. Just the tip entered, but it was a new and intensely erotic sensation and his head jerked back as he cried out, brilliant light exploding in his head as a white-hot orgasm rolled through him. His balls jerked, his hips thrust, and his cock erupted like a geyser, spilling his cum into her throat and mouth. Her hand kept squeezing, her finger kept thrusting, her mouth kept sucking and his body shook as if he was being electrocuted, his voice lost in the intense pleasure. When she'd milked him dry, she finally drew back, letting his cock pop from her mouth and he stumbled back and fell into the leather chair behind him.

It took more than a minute for his vision to return, for his breath to slow from gasping, for his sanity to return. Justin sprawled naked on the leather, his body humming with pleasure and arousal, his cock - incredibly, unbelievably - still erect. "Damn," he groaned, stunned by the force of his release. Melanie stood up and smiled at him. 

"I've been dreaming of how you'd taste," she smiled, licking a bit of white from the corner of her lips. Then she licked her bottom lip like a cat with cream and he groaned again. Her hands moved over her dress, flicking buttons open, revealing more and more creamy skin. "I know we said no promises, but I made myself a promise," she confessed, shrugging her shoulders, the dress sliding to the floor, leaving her standing in only thigh-high black lace stockings, "If I ran into you today, I told myself I would do two things." Justin just stared at the perfection of her naked body. Her legs were slender, yet muscular, her thighs curved, her belly flat. She was shaved bare, another new experience for Justin - although he'd seen bare pussy in mags - and he wondered how she would taste. Her breasts were firm and high, fully round, her nipples rosy and tight, making his mouth water.

"Two things?" he managed to croak. She sauntered towards him, licking her lips again. His cock strained up, rigid and fat. He'd never been this ready this soon after a release, not that he'd ever had an orgasm like she'd given him.

Melanie wrapped a hand around his shaft as she slid onto his lap, her bare thighs hot against his. "One, that I would find out how you taste," she murmured, leaning close to kiss his mouth. He stirred himself to slide his hands over her hips, to cup her breasts as their tongues teased. She shifted forward, her hips sliding against his chest and belly, then down. Her hand guided his bulging tip to her dripping hole and she rotated her hips, teasing him, his tip teasing her, letting her juices drip over his head and down his shaft.

"The second..." His voice was rough, his eyes locked on hers, as she slowly lowered herself onto his cock. He felt her pussy stretch open, saw the flicker of it in her face, as her tight body gradually enveloped his long length. Her inner muscles quivered around him as he penetrated her depths, the slick heat of her wrapped tightly around his throbbing member. Slowly, achingly, slowly, she took every inch of his penis inside, until her hips were flush with his and she leaned into his body. Justin wrapped his arms around her, his hands cupping her ass as they kissed hungrily.

"The second was that I would find out how you fit," she murmured breathlessly. He smiled, rocking her hips with his hands, squeezing her ass as he slid her up his cock and let her weight push her down. A shudder went through her.

"Pretty damn well," he murmured, one hand sliding up her spine to curl in her hair and bring her mouth to his. As he kissed her, he slid his ass against the leather, stretching out, spreading his legs to open hers wider and give himself leverage. Then he dipped and thrust, driving his cock up into her again and again. She writhed against him as he fucked her, his cock gliding easily against her slick flesh, surging deep again and again. 

Justin swallowed her cries as he feasted on her mouth, his penis working her sex eagerly. He spread his legs a little more, opening her wide and he added hip movement to his strokes, languidly caressing the length of her inner passage, slamming his head against her core as he filled her. Each full stroke had her moving against him, a deep shudder at the friction of his caress and then a jerk of reaction as he hit her tender core. When he freed her mouth, she arched up against him, crying out, moaning, and he dipped his head to tease her nipples. He slid his free hand down between them, his fingers finding her clit, stroking the nub as his dick stroked her pussy.

"Yes..." she sobbed, her body tightening. He picked up the pace, ramming his cock into her, bouncing her on his lap with the force of his thrusts. She contracted more, her thighs pressing against his, her back arched, her breasts jutting out proudly. Justin's hands gripped her hips as he shifted forward, pushing her down each time he thrust up, driving her towards her climax. It came with a breathless cry, her body straining up against his grip as he thrust deep and she came, her release gushing over him. He held her against his hips, his cock throbbing and swelling deep inside her as her inner muscles rippled around him. He groaned at the delicious torture - her contractions felt like greedy fingers squeezing his penis as her hot cum dripped from his balls. Then it was over, his shaft straining, pulsing, shooting semen up into her core, as they cried out together.

They lay on the chair for a while, bodies tangled, enjoying the boneless pleasure of release. Although his cock never went limp, Justin eased free after a few minutes and let her curl in his lap. He'd never been this horny. Despite her incredible blow job, the hot sex, he was still aroused. The moment he closed his eyes he could see her blond head at his groin, see her firm breasts bouncing in his face as he drove into her. As he slid a hand down her backside, she shifted lazily, and he smiled. Maybe it was time for a little payback...



Rainy Day Ch. 01



I could hardly believe my luck. Of all the days for my alarm clock to fail to go off it had to be today. I was now sitting in the parking lot of my high school with the bus for my school camping trip probably chugging along the highway. 

I listened to the rain bounce off of the rooftop of my Honda Accord, I thought about the opportunity I had probably just missed. Last Friday, I had promised Anna Duffy that I would sit with her on the bus ride up to Rice Lake in what would be my last chance to get with her (and lose my virginity) before we graduated high school the following week. Now that moment was gone and to top it off I was going to have to walk home in the rain because of the tire I popped running over a curb entering the school parking lot. 

The cold rain did little to cool me off as all I could think about was fucking Anna in every way imaginable. As I mindlessly took step after step down I saw a green SUV blazing down the road right at me. I quickly ducked off of the road as the SUV swerved back onto the road after cruising down the shoulder. 

"What a dumbshit." I muttered to myself as I tried to force myself back into my fantasy. It did not take long for my mind to get back to the matter at hand of dreaming of fucking the 19 year old Anna. Anna and I are the only two 19-year olds in our senior class but only Anna has the misfortune of having her 18 year old sister in the same class.

I was about a half mile down the road when I heard a horn honk behind me. I glanced back and saw the same green SUV coming back towards me only this time it was slowly pulling beside me with the passenger side window slowly being rolled down. 

"Sorry about almost hitting you back there, James." laughed Mrs. Duffy.

"That's alright." I said as my voice cracked slightly. I could hardly believe it, but I was looking right at Anna and her mom as apparently Anna had missed the bus as well.

"Hop in I'll drive you home." She said as I quickly climbed in the back seat. 

"Oh, hey Erin." I said to Anna's younger sister as I not-so-subtlety eyeballed her exposed legs.

She smiled at me as Mrs. Duffy explained to me that she was planning on dropping both of the girls off as the high school this morning but they were so late that Anna had missed the bus and Erin missed her cheerleading practice. 

"Anna was quite upset that Erin took so long to get ready" Mrs. Duffy declared as she immaturely smiled at her older daughter.

"That's because she wanted to flirt with James on the bus!" yelled Erin. Anna gave her death stare from the front seat but turned back around without saying a word. 

"You must be freezing James, will your mom be home when we get there?"

"No," I said "they are out of town for the weekend." 

"Well, I'm going to take you back to our place then where we can warm you up" she said as she turned.

I made awkward small talk with Anna for a few minutes as we approached their house. Erin kept smiling at me as if to laugh at my clumsiness with her sister. Anna's embarrassment about talking to me in front of her mom and her sister did not help matters. Finally I saw the Duffy's house on the horizon.

As the garage door closed behind me, Mrs. Duffy told me to go the upstairs bathroom where I could get cleaned up. I wandered through the living room as Erin and Anna plopped down on two respective couches. Anna flipped on the TV while I was walking up the stairs to the bathroom. I heard Mrs. Duffy yell at the girls to come give her a hand as I was closing the bathroom door. 

I started taking off my soaking clothes and turned on the shower hoping the water would get very hot. The bathroom was very long in shape and it had two doors to it. The first one that led to the hallway had a lock on it but the one that led to Mrs. Duffy's bedroom seemingly had no lock. I climbed in the shower and debated jacking off to relieve the sexual frustration I was feeling.

I had been in the shower for about ten minutes, soaking in the hot water trying to rid my body of the chills I had been feeling. Finally I decided I was going to have to masturbate because my mind could not get off of my fantasies. I let the hot water run over the back of my head as I started stroking my hardening cock. All I could think about at first was Mrs. Duffy's generous chest and her plump bottom. For a woman in her late 30's her body was delicious. Her pale skin complemented her short, dark hair as well as her shapely figure. Before I knew it, I felt the water starting to turn cold and I had to get out before it turned my skin to ice. 

I quickly hopped out of the shower and quickly toweled myself off. I left the water running so no one would hear me finish myself off. I put both toilet cover down and took a seat on the toilet after eyeballing a framed picture of Mrs. Duffy and her daughters at the beach. Erin definitely had her mother's chest; her tits were popping out of her skimpy bikini. Anna on the other was more of the tall, leggy variety. She lacked the over-tan her sister had but it worked for her. 

"Mrs. Duffy, your ass is so hot." I mumbled as I stared picture of the three women.

"I know it is." said a smiling Mrs. Duffy. She was looking right at me as her big grin seemed to be looking at my dick. I had been so focused on the picture I had not heard her come in.

"Ummm....its a...uhh..." I mumbled.

Mrs. Duffy walked towards me with her breasts leading the way. I was frozen on the toilet cover with my hands sitting at my side. Mrs. Duffy leaned over me allowing me to look at her cleavage while she slowly reached for my cock. She lightly stroked my dick with her pointer finger as she laughed a little under her breath. 

"You've got a nice cock here, James. I'll tell you what it going to happen now. I haven't had any nasty sex in too long and I am going to have it right now. 

"When was the last time you ate a woman's ass James?" Mrs. Duffy asked as she started unbuttoning her jeans. She pulled down her jeans and panties at the same time. As she stepped out of her jeans she pulled her shirt over her head. I started are her tits as they exploded out of her bra. She smiled at me and turned around. She let me stare at her ass for a moment.

She had a generous backside with a slight tan. Being a middle-age woman, her ass wasn't tight but it was anything but saggy. Mrs. Duffy slowly backed into me while I started tonguing her crack. She moaned with delight; I could feel her rubbing her tits as she arched her back. My tongue must have teased her a bit too much because she grabbed the back of my head and shoved it further into ass. Before I knew it she bent over to show me her remarkably tight pussy. I licked her slit from front to back as she shivered with delight. Finally she took hold of my rock-hard cock as if it were a joy stick. 

I continued to lap as her pussy while she toyed with my cock. I was getting hornier and hornier as my eyes were staring right at her tight butthole. After I tongued her clit for a minute or so I decided it was time to eat out her ass. I wrapped my arms in between her legs to spread her cheeks.

"Eat it, James" Mrs. Duffy moaned as she prepared to swallow my cock for the first time. I began lightly licking her asshole while she enveloped my dick with her mouth. She shoved it to the back of the throat but she could not help but to bite down a bit when I tongued her ass. Her lips began to suck as hard and the vibrations of her moans gave me a sensation I had never experienced before. By this time I was tonguing her ass with circular motions while applying as much pressure as I could. 

"GOD, FUCK ME!" she cried as she pulled her dripping crotch from my face.

She walked across the room, put her hands on the bathroom counter and spread her legs. She never looked at me as she waited for me to fuck her. I walked over, stroking the hardest erection I had ever had. I slid my cock into her moist pussy. It slid in very easily due to all the natural lube she had produced when I ate her out. It was incredibly warm, I felt as if I might blow my load right then and there. I fucked her slowly to start out with, not wanting to blow my load too early. 

She was rubbing her clit as I fucked her pussy and I could tell that she was in ecstasy. I picked up the pace only slightly but she flew over the edge. I reached around and grabbed her breast as she began moaning ever so loudly. 

"Oh my god, I'm cummmmmming..." she said in a loud whisper after a few minutes as I tried my best to fuck her as steadily as I could. She rubbed her clit feverishly as her orgasm seemed to last about twenty seconds. I pulled out of her as she seemed to be exhausted.

She was panting heavily and I was worried that she may no longer be horny and perhaps regretting what had just transpired. Slowly she began to catch her breath as she put my fears to bed.

"You are going to fuck my ass now." she proclaimed, "I've needed it for so long." She started using her palm to move her pussy juices to her ass in an attempt at natural lubrication. Soon she was fingering her ass right in front of me as I played with my cock. 

"You are so hard" she said as she grabbed my dick and pulled it towards her butthole. She had only used one finger and had only done it for about a minute so she warned me that it might be a tight squeeze and to be gentle at first.

I stood back as the head of my cock pressed up against her ass. Her butthole must have been 115 degrees as the act of resting the tip of my prick against it felt amazing. I pushed it in slowly. I could hear her asshole stretching as her butt tried to swallow my cock. I pulled it all the way out and tried again. She was panting heavily again while she continued to toy with her pussy. Once again the walls of her ass creaked open under the pressure of my stiff cock as I slowly shoved the entire length of it down her ass.

"YEESSSSS!" she proclaimed, "just keep it still for a bit." I followed her orders as I let her ass get used to my cock. Slowly I pulled my dick back in an effort to begin fucking her butt. She squealed a little bit as I gained a lit confidence. The smell of sex was everywhere are her pussy was still dripping with desire. Just as the head of my penis was about to evacuate her asshole, I began to slowly slid it back in. With her hands trying to push through the bathroom counter my cock filled her ass once again. 

"I never knew that you were such a slut Mrs Duffy." I said as I began to backside more rhythmically.

"You haven't seen anything yet!" she winced, "Let me know when you are ready to come and I'm gonna blow your world."

I had no idea what she was talking about but just hearing that made me even hornier. I pushed her hips down so I could fuck her deeper. I shoved my cock in as far as it would go as my pelvis was now flush with her sphincter. She began contracting the muscles in her backside as I fucked her tight ass. The feeling was amazing and I realized that I would be cumming at any moment.

"I'm gonna cum!" I proclaimed.

Without a moment of hesitation, Mrs. Duffy slid her hips towards the counter as my dick slid out of her now wasted asshole maintaining eye contact and a smile with me the whole time. She turned her shoulders to face me and slowly climbed on her knees using my body to stabilize her descent smiling the whole way. Soon she was face to face with my cock as she was wedged between my standing body and her cherry wood bathroom cabinets. She stared at my cock from a distance that allowed me to feel her hot, quick breaths on my member as she lightly caressed my upper thighs with her hands.

She laughed a little under her breath before opening her mouth as wide as it would go while sticking her tongue out as if she were at the doctor's office. She tilted her head towards her left shoulder and grabbed my ass to pull me closer to her. My cock began entering her mouth but with her teeth so far apart and her tongue lying prone no part of her mouth came in contact with me. She slid her left hand down to her crotch as she began toying with herself yet again. She continued to envelop my cock slowly without contact all while maintaining eye contact with me. Even though she almost had my dick resting on her tonsils, she seemed to be smiling at me.

As soon as I felt the tip of my penis land somewhere on the back of her throat he lips crashed down on the very base of my cock. She was fondling her clit furiously as she moaned louder than ever before. I could not believe this woman was getting off this hard by swallowing my ass fucking cock. She began to rock back and forth as I realized I was fucking Mrs. Duffy's throat. Her throat muscles clenched around my dick all while my entire cock stayed firmly encompassed by her mouth. 

Mrs . Duffy must have sensed I was about to cum because she quickly broke her suction lock on my cock and pulled her mouth away from me. Her hands went to work both of them began to massage my cock while she positioned her face for a massive cum shot. Soon I was pumping masses of cum on her smiling face while she continued to jack me off. I blew the biggest load of my life as most of it coated her face but some of was soon mashed into her hair.

She looked up at me and smiled with her cum plastered face as she said, "My daughters are going to love what I have in store for them today!"



Rainy Day Ch. 02



Justin scooped her up and carried her forward. Centered in the sunken space was a large glass coffee table and he laid her out on the clear surface. She gasped, her eyes opening as her bare skin touched the cold glass, but he stroked a hand down her body and she quieted, laying back, her eyes on him. Justin knelt, sliding his hands over her thighs as he aligned her the way he wanted, her legs hanging off the edge on either side of his body. "I also made myself some promises, if I ever had you in this situation," he murmured, lowering his head and licking her belly. He felt the muscles quiver and smiled.

"Oh really?" she asked, her voice sleepy.

"And, while I never envisioned performing while the whole city watched," he murmured, waving a hand towards the windows, "A promise is a promise..." Justin bent his head and kissed low on her belly, his hands sliding up the inside of her thighs and parting her legs wider. She glistened under the pale light from outside, her flesh swollen and pink. He draped her legs over his shoulders, tilting her hips, exposing her opening which oozed white cum. The site made his cock swell and he groaned.

"I've never had a bare pussy before," he whispered, sliding the tip of his tongue along her swollen folds. He tasted sweetness and salt, smelled musk. He slid his hands under her bare ass and used his thumbs to part her folds, exposing her wet slit, her hard clit, her dripping hole. He tilted her hips a little and exposed her tight little asshole. Little bits of things he'd seen online came back - he'd been turned off initially, but now everything seemed so erotic. Maybe because it was so taboo.

"I never had anyone touch my ass before," he growled, shifting a thumb to rub her asshole. He remembered how the tip of her finger had been the trigger for his orgasm. It had been so shocking and yet so hot. "I've never touched any else's either." He bent his head and licked from the tip of her slit, down to her asshole, and back up. "I think I might play with yours..."

"With your fingers," she murmured, and he raised his head to look at her, "or your cock?" The question rocked him, but his cock responded by swelling even more. 

"You like that." It wasn't a question. It was a revelation. She was his sexual revelation.

"It's so tight, a man's cock is so big," she shuddered, "There's pain and pleasure and..." She shuddered a second time and he smelled her musk. It aroused her to even think about it. He knew he would do it. Then she murmured the words that nearly made him cum where he knelt. "It's even more incredible with two men."

"Two men..." He'd never imagined. His groin ached, burned, as pictures filled his head.

"Or three," she whispered, sitting up. She slid a hand in his hair, tilting his face to look at her. "Four hands, six hands, stroking your body," she murmured, "A cock in every hole. Thrusting. Squirting." She saw the hunger in his face and hid her smile. He was hers. She pushed his head down. "Taste me, baby...feast on me..."

Justin spread her legs and dove in, thrusting his tongue into her pussy and suckling, tasting himself inside her. She moaned and squirmed on the table, clutching the edge of the glass with one hand, his hair with the other. He tilted her legs and she fell back against the glass with a gasp, clutching at the edge as he closed his mouth over her opening and began to suck hard and fast. Her hips bucked as she writhed, gasping and moaning. He pulled back a moment, giving her an intimate kiss, and then began to suck her clit, teasing her with his tongue and teeth. She jerked and cried out and he shifted his hand to rub his thumb over her hole. His fingers paired automatically and he thrust them into her, driving them in to the last knuckle, hammering her with them. He'd never been so primal, so rough, and he savored her eager response. 

"Yes, Justin, yes," she cried, rocking her hips against his thrusting fingers. He was panting, on edge himself, as she clutched the edges of the table and thrust against him. Yanking his fingers from her pussy, he drove them one her ass in one bold move. She cried out, her back arching and he covered her pussy again with his mouth. Finger-fucking her ass, he sucked once, twice...She let go with a broken scream and her juices flooded his mouth.

Justin ripped his mouth away, his hands grabbing her hips as he plunged his throbbing dick into her quivering hole. He felt her juices squirt as he drove as deep as he could. She cried out as he pushed up to his feet, her ankles hooked at his shoulders, her hips bent back, pussy tipped up and open. He pounded his cock into her, drilling down with brutal force, her breathless cries fueling his animal lust. He came in seconds, tilting his head to watch thick white cum squirt from her hole as he ejaculated with each thrust. Lust pumping in his veins, he tipped her hips more and withdrew his dripping cock from her pussy. He used one hand to guide, finding her tight ass and fitting his head against her.

His eyes met hers, seeing the pleasure, the pain, the excitement in her dark depths. "Do it," she breathed. He gave her a primal grin. "Fuck my ass, Justin," she whispered, "drive your hot dick in my tight hole..." He leaned into it, his weight pressing his head, stretching her ass. "Bury that fat cock in my ass," she dared. Just at that moment, something gave and his cock surged in. He saw her eyes roll as her head tilted back and he pumped, working his cock in to the hilt. She bit back a scream as he reamed her ass, his cock stretching her to her limits.

"Damn...damn," he groaned, her hot flesh wrapped so tightly around his dick that his eyes crossed. It was incredible. He drew back and thrust deep again, driving another cry from her. Even her cries made him shudder with pleasure as he worked his dick in and out of her ass, grunting with the effort to stuff his thickness into her small passage. They lasted mere minutes, just a few thrusts before she cried out, her pussy gushing, and he pulled back to spray cum over her like a fire hose. He went to his knees, then onto his back, and she sprawled across the glass as they lay spent and limp.

Eventually, Justin sat up, surveying the scene. White speckled the glass and Melanie's skin. His seed. Spilled everywhere. He felt his face heat. The sexual flush had faded and she was all peaches and cream again. His dick stirred amazingly as he thought about what they had done. He'd never had sex like this before. This was even beyond his wildest hormone-driven teenage dreams. He glanced at the windows overlooking the city. Had someone in another building looked in at the right angle...

Melanie sat up slowly, stretching muscles. She shook her head at her sticky thighs, then looked at Justin. Uh oh, remorse. She bit the inside of her lip to stop the smile. She'd figured him for an egghead. She could tell by the way he'd looked at her, the shy way they had met time and again, that he was Mr. Straight and Narrow. That's why she and Lance had hatched this plan. Melanie was going to seduce Justin, driving him into a sexual frenzy, and then lure him into a threesome for their video business. First timers always produced the best sales. Video-wise, it was a little too bad that he'd gone for her ass this time, but, she shivered with pleasure, she wasn't complaining. First time as the other man would be enough. Time for some more loving, she thought.

"I don't know about you, but I could use a shower," she murmured, sliding off the table and kneeling beside him. She ran a hand up Justin's spine, then down and squeezed his ass. He looked at her, his eyes a little dark with desire, but also reflecting confusion and regret.

"Melanie..."

"No promises." she murmured, leaning in to nibble his collarbones, "With a view like this, you must have an incredible shower..." She slid a hand down his chest, aiming for his cock. He didn't protest as she wrapped her fingers around his thick shaft, just turned his head and she kissed him. 

He gave as good as he got, leaning towards her as she drew back. He felt like a horny teenager, but couldn't complain. Wherever the stamina was coming from, he relished it. Melanie was a dream lover and he wanted more.

"Shower, Justin," she murmured, getting up, taking his hand. He got up and led her down the hall to the bedroom. It was dark, the curtains still closed, but she sensed a big bed, heavy blankets and sensual sheets. Later, she told herself. In the bathroom, he did have an incredible shower - a two person glass enclosed space with a rain showerhead. Justin set the water and stepped in, turning to take Melanie in his arms as she followed. They kissed, rubbing bodies, as the warm water drenched them.

"You are so incredible," he murmured, stroking her backside. He reached over and grabbed the liquid soap, pouring some into his hand and then stroking her skin. She laughed, nuzzling his throat, his chest as he washed her. The water sluiced away the suds as she dropped to her knees. Justin caught her hands. "Not..."

"Just to excite," she murmured, pulling her hands free, cupping his balls with one while the other circled his shaft. He watched with half-lidded, dangerous eyes, as she stroked and licked his long shaft, teasing his head, but not sliding him into her mouth. She tilted his cock up to his belly and lowered her head to suck his balls, making him groan, pressing her thumb low on his penis to keep him in control. Then she drew back, leaving him rigid, jutting stiffly out from his groin, almost purple with arousal. 

Melanie got to her feet, giving Justin a wicked grin and turning to kneel on the tiled bench. She spread her legs as he stepped up behind her, running his hands over her ass. He bent to nuzzle the back of her neck. "I can't believe how much I want you," he murmured, his hand sliding between her legs, stroking her slick flesh. She was hot, moist, but not wet from the shower, her flesh plump under his fingers.

"You can have me," she murmured, arching her back, giving him more access to her throat, "As much of me as you want. As you can take..." He licked and nibbled as his fingers rubbed her clit, teasing her hips into rocking, then pulling away. She gave a breathless moan and he pressed his fingers up into her pussy, twisting them inside her, rubbing. A shudder went through her and he groaned. In an instant, his fingers were gone, replaced by his hard, fat head. She moaned, arching again, as he cupped her breasts and penetrated. His thick dick slid deep inside her, throbbing inside her, filling her.

She pressed her hands to the fogged glass of the shower as he rocked against her, his long rigid shaft sliding up and down her passage. His fingers pinched and tugged her nipples as he licked her neck and nibbled her earlobes. Shudders wracked her as he fucked her easily, whispering how good she felt, how much he enjoyed her body, how hot, slick, perfect...She came suddenly, crying his name and jerking against him. Justin thrust deep and held himself inside her as she shuddered and writhed around him, then he let go and his release filled her with heat. Shivering, quivering, Melanie knew she was in trouble as he emptied his cock into her. She was enjoying this way too much. Lance was waiting...



Rainy Day Ch. 02



*** NOTE: This is the second part of a continuing series. For character development to make sense you may need to read Chapter 1. Also, everyone in this story is over the age of 18***

Mrs. Duffy meandered down the stairs still drying her hair after the shower she just took. Despite the day's previous tryst, Mrs. Duffy still felt like a bitch in heat. Now however, she was going to try to make sure her daughters did not graduate High School as inexperienced as she had.

"Where did you sister go?" Mrs. Duffy asked in a puzzled tone of voice. It was still pouring outside and Anna did not have access to a vehicle at the moment.

"She went for a run." Erin responded. Erin was still lounging in her green and yellow cheerleader outfit, apparently too lazy to change. Erin had a slightly chubby body that was summed up in her thick, tan thighs. Luckily for her, most people's eyes gravitated towards her heaving chest that was measuring a 36-D by the time she had entered the 9th grade. They had not grown much since then but that had shaped out nicely, sitting high on her chest. Her plump butt was another favorite fantasy for the boys at her high school as she often sported tight pants that did little to hide the jiggling.

"Why would she go for a run in the rain?" Erin's mom asked.

"You know how she gets when she's angry."

"Well, why is she angry?"

"I was making fun of her diary. I found it the other day in her bedroom and I could not believe some of the stuff that was in there...some of it was disgusting." Erin mocked while sticking her tongue out, "Anyway, she was super-embarrassed and got all pissy. Then she went out running."

"Well, shoot. Come upstairs with me then. Show me this diary. "

Meanwhile, I was sitting in the upstairs living room trying to read a Stephen King novel. I was having trouble concentrating as all I could think about was Mrs. Duffy's reference to her daughters at the end of our sex-capade earlier in the day. I was getting a little nervous that it might not have meant what I had hoped, though I knew myself to be pessimistic. 

Erin walked into Anna's room as her mom told her to get the diary out and to wait for her to come back. Erin was digging around in Anna's closet when her mom walked in with a bag in her left arm and a book under her right arm.

"Is that MY diary?" questioned a shocked Erin. 

"Yes it is my dear. I'm not sure how you got a hold of Anna's journal but I don't believe it is right for sisters to be invading each other's privacy. You are not in charge of your sister. You have no right to read what she is writing privately. Now I am going to have to punish you but I want you to know I am doing it because I love you. If you take your punishment without too much complaining I believe you will come to enjoy it even. Now follow me."

"James, can you come into Erin's room with us?" Mrs. Duffy asked in a loud but controlled voice.

I heard Erin question her mom before being shushed as I was now sure that Mrs. Duffy's reference to her daughters was indeed sexual. I walked into the bedroom and saw Erin sitting cross-legged in manner that displayed her panty-only covered crotch. She was whimpering lightly as Mrs. Duffy stood above her and leafed through a book.

"Have a seat on the bed James. Erin, I want you to read this page aloud so we can all hear it. James, I caught Erin betraying her sister's trust so this is how I am punishing her. I hope you don't mind."

"THIS PAGE!" Erin protested before I could reassure her mom, "but this is so embarrassing!"

"NOW!" shouted Mrs. Duffy.

Erin read,

I had the dirtiest fantasy in English class today and I could not wait to cum (hehe) home and masturbate. Mr. Timmons was so hot today all I could think about is bribing him with my body for a better grade. But he would demand so much of me. I would say I would let him fuck me if he gave me an 'A'. Then he told me that if all I was offering was my pussy he could only give me a 'C'. He told me for a 'B' he was going to fuck my ass, and for an 'A' I had to let him do whatever he wants.

Erin shut the book after reading the last sentence in a childish tone. "Finish the story, Erin, all of it." her mother said in a stern voice. Erin sighed and continued to read aloud,

I told him I needed an 'A' at which point he stood up and shoved my pants to the ground. He bent me over his desk, slid his cock in my pussy fucked me hard and fast of several minutes. Finally, he took it out and slid into my ass. It hurt but I loved it. He fucked my ass until he was ready to cum. He then, pulled it out, pushed me onto my knees and moved his cock towards my mouth. I hesitated until he asked me how bad did I want an 'A'. I swallowed his dick as he exploded into my mouth. I loved every second of it...

Erin slammed the book shut as she started to tear up. "I know that was hard honey, but you know this will stay a secret between the three of us." Mrs. Duffy proclaimed.

"What, James will probably tell everyone at school!"

"No he won't, because if he was to do that, I wouldn't let him fuck you right now." 

"What?" Erin asked unable to hide the excitement in her face. 

"Stand up James. I am going to teach the two of you how to fuck." Mrs. Duffy said as she smiled at me.

Mrs. Duffy took her robe off to show us her all black lingerie. She was wearing a corset that barely covered her mountainous chest, a thong in which her ass sagged out of a little bit, and crotch-high black stockings. She stormed in my direction and undressed me in a manner that made me feel a little uncomfortable. My cock was rock hard as I stood there butt-ass naked in a room with an eighteen year-old girl in a cheerleader outfit and her mom who was now dressed like a dominatrix. 

Mrs. Duffy grabbed my cock forcefully and began barking orders at her daughter. "Get over here and suck on this dick! You have to swallow it before I let him fuck you!" Erin scooted over to me on her knees as quickly as she could. Her mouth was just an inch from my throbbing cock when her mom pushed the back of her head onto my dick. Erin gagged almost immediately but I could see the delight in her eyes. 

"Come on Erin, you didn't even get it halfway down! Again." Erin kept trying to swallow my dick but never got it far enough down to appease her domineering mother. "We are going to need to give you some incentive then" Mrs. Duffy chimed as she walked across the room to pull a chair over to wear her daughter was trying her damndest to bury my cock in her throat. 

"Ok, lay down on my lap you little slut. You are going to learn how to swallow a dick if I have to turn your fat ass red to get you to do it." Erin obediently bent herself over her mother's lap but kept her mouth near my dick. "Ok, take one." Erin opened her mouth as wide as she could go and started taking my cock. She got it about three quarters of the down before it hit a sensitive part of her throat and she gagged. Her mother did not hesitate as she spanked her daughter's generous behind furiously with my dick still halfway down. She winced in pain as she bit down on my cock. 

This went on for a few more tries before her mom pulled her panties down exposing her fabulously chunky ass. Now whenever, she failed to swallow my cock there would be nothing between her juicy ass and her mother's unforgiving palm. Erin failed again to swallow my and her mother rained a blow down upon her daughter's butt. Erin bit down on my cock when her mom spanked her, causing her to choke on my length and me to wince in pain.

"No more biting Erin." I declared hoping to get in on the domination.

"Excuse me?" Mrs. Duffy asked me, "Are you complaining about my daughter sucking your cock right now mister? Erin stand up, you have had enough punishment, James needs to get his now." Mrs. Duffy pushed me down to the ground so I was lying on my back. She pulled her thong off to the side to expose dripping pussy. Mrs. Duffy then climbed onto of my face so her pussy was on my mouth and my nose shoved in her ass crack. 

"Eat it until I tell you to stop." she ordered, "Bring that bag over here darling." she said to her daughter. Mrs. Duffy took out a 5-inch vibrator and told her daughter to have fun. While my face sat under her mother's crotch, Erin undressed and laid down between my legs. I heard the vibrator do its thing as she slid it into her pussy. I continued to get her mom off when Erin put my cock in her mouth. She was too distracted by the vibrator in her pussy to give much of a blow job but she seemed to be getting off just by having my cock in her mouth.

Soon, Mrs. Duffy began fingering her clit when she ordered me to toss her salad. I quickly gratified her request as I began licking her asshole. A few seconds later, Mrs. Duffy began grinding her ass on my face as she experienced an orgasm just as her daughter moaning in ecstasy, lost in her own orgasm, with the vibrator tearing her pussy apart and my cock pulsating in her now clenched mouth.

After both women caught their breath Erin unhinged her lips from my cock and asked, "Can we make him fuck my ass now?" Mrs. Duffy affirmed her request as she pulled her generous ass from my lips. She motioned for her daughter to climb on top of me in the cowgirl position and to let me to suck on her tits. Erin did as she was instructed shoving her massive tits in my face while she balanced my cock between her ass cheeks. Her mother climbed between my legs so she could guide my cock into her daughter's luscious ass.

Mrs. Duffy stroked my cock hard while she ate her daughter's ass out prepping it for an intense butt fucking. Erin was in heaven as I lapped at her cantaloupe shaped tits. Her nipples became pert as I molested her girth while plunging my mouth on her everywhere I could reach. Erin kept pushing my face into her cleavage while instructing me to suck harder on her nipples. Fulfill 

Mrs. Duffy started slobbering and spitting on my cock for lube. After she was finished she pushed my dick between her daughter's butt cheeks to let her daughter feel whatit was like to have a hard cock slide around in her crack. Mrs. Duffy held the underside of my dick as she guided it into her daughter's sphincter. Erin opened her mouth, looked towards the ceiling, and restricted her breathing as she was silent with desire. It was a very tight fit as her asshole contracted around my cock once I had broken the seal. Erin moaned like she was in labor as she slowly took all of my length down her chute. Erin's ass muscles groaned loudly as she eventually sat on my dick in a manner that allowed me to feel her butt cheeks resting on my testicles. 

"THIS IS AMAZING!" Erin cried, "but I need more lube." Without hesitation her mother slid my cock out of her ass and buried my cock down her throat with no wipe whatsoever. "Oh mom! That is the hottest thing I have ever seen!" Erin said as her mom shoved my dick back into her. 

We continued with this process for several minutes as Erin would bounce up and down on my dick letting it slide in and out of her ass with her mom providing lube by gagging on my cock after removing it from Erin's ass. Eventually, Mrs. Duffy had Erin stand up so she could insert the vibrator back into her daughter's sweating pussy. They put it in all the way so it would massage Erin's g-spot as I plowed her ass. 

Erin was overcome with bliss when she sat back down on my cock. The combination of the vibrator shaking away in her pussy, me sucking on her nipples, my dick being buried in her ass, and her mother now spanking her jiggling butt cheeks sent her over the edge. Erin yelled like a porn star as she had the most powerful orgasm I had ever witnessed to that point. She lost all control as my dick could now feel the vibrator in her pussy as well as the recurring clenching of her sphincter. At the peak of her orgasm she screamed out, "I LOVE BEING A SLUT!"

As she calmed back down, she picked up her rhythm again and began to fuck my dick with her ass in a way I had only dreamed about prior to that. She was grunting like an animal as my cock slid in and out of her ass with her tits bouncing in every direction.

"I'm gonna cum!" I yelped. Erin slid my dick out of her ass and laid down on her side. With one hand on my stomach and the other stabilizing my cock, she again tried to swallow my cock. For the first time she succeeded, as I felt her throat muscles tightening around the upper third of my length. She was squealing with pleasure as the vibrator was still violating her pussy. Right when she was about to come up for air I knew I was ready to cum so I held her head down so I could cum down her throat. My cock pulsated in her mouth and throat while she gagged with tears in her eyes. I held her head tightly so her upper lip was kissing the topside of my shaft while her tongue fell out her mouth and was now lapping at my balls. Her teary eyes looked at me in thanks as I came ferociously down her throat while her intense gagging only intensified my orgasm as her throat's reflexive muscles continuously closed around my dick. 

Over her choking I could hear her sexual moans as I realized this girl was cumming again because I was blowing my load down her throat after I had just fucked her ass. After I was done spewing my semen down her throat I let go of the back of her head and she shot up coughing and trying to catch her breath. In between her coughing, Erin asked me, "Promise me you will do that to me in the school bathroom on Monday?"

Her mother chuckled remarked, "Erin you might be an bigger slut than I am!"

Erin laughed a little bit and looked at me, winked and said, "Yeah well, after reading Anna's diary, I can tell you that Anna is most definitely the sluttiest girl in this family. And guess who she has a major crush on?"



Rainy Day Ch. 03



Justin and Melanie lay naked in bed, remains of takeout Chinese spread around them. They had eaten, fucked, slept, then awaken and eaten some more and now were sleepy and lazy. "I need to go home," she murmured, stroking a hand over his belly.

Justin looked over at her. She was everything he wanted and his dick, amazingly, stirred again. "I suppose I should let you," he murmured, rolling onto his side to look at her.

"Walk me down?" she asked, breathlessly. He nodded. They climbed from his bed and gathered the remains of their meal. Dumping it in the trash, they foraged for clothing from the piles spread around the living room. Her stocking were a lost cause and she dumped them, then collected her bag at the door. Justin wore his tee and pants, his boxers still on the floor. He saw her line of sight and grinned.

"Fun?" He teased. He knew he'd remember this afternoon every time he wore them.

"All three," she laughed and kissed him. They left his apartment and got on the elevator. Someone else from his floor got on as well, so they had to behave. Or so Justin thought, until Melanie pressed back against him and rocked her ass against his cock. Without boxers, the zipper was bare against his penis and it created a painful, yet incredibly arousing sensation. As the door opened for her floor, he followed her closely, hoping his neighbor couldn't see the enormous bulge she'd manage to create in 6 short floors. She fumbled a little opening her door, then, surprisingly, hooked his arm and pulled him in.

Melanie shut the door, but left it unlatched. She flicked the light switch on, also starting the myriad of digital video cameras hidden around the room. Then she pulled Justin into the spacious, comfortable living room. It wasn't as grand as his, but there was a huge leather sectional and a velvet chaise lounger. She sat on the lounger and looked up at him.

"What are you up to?" he grinned. She slid her hand over the bulge, pressing along the zipper to see his eyes narrow and darken.

"I lied," she whispered, flicking the snap on his pants open.

"What?" his grin faded.

"I had four promises," she confessed, unzipping his pants and letting his dick surge free, "I wanted to taste and feel you in both your place AND mine..." Grasping his shaft, she opened her mouth and took him in.

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Lance grinned as he monitored the images coming in. Digitals meant he didn't have to worry about the amount of tape and they got incredible quality from the numerous cameras stationed throughout the apartment. Melanie was a gold-caliber whore, he thought watching her mouth stretch around their target's thick cock. He rubbed the bulge in his own jeans. She was his favorite of all the women he'd fucked to keep this business running. Her mouth was incredible, her pussy tight and horny, and her ass made him want to shout for joy. Plus she wanted sex constantly. Her needs and his business had made it hard to hide their work in their last apartment, with the constant in and out of strangers. But that was before he'd decided to let her be the sole video queen. He taped all her encounters and had her satisfy all his own needs in her free time. It was the perfect arrangement.

Lance settled into the office chair and tugged open his jeans. He might as well get some pleasure while she primed their stud. He saw the guy's head fall back and heard his groan as Melanie's hand disappeared into his pants. In a little while, Lance would be savoring their threesome...

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Justin was groaning and humping her mouth as she sucked his cock and her finger twisted in his ass. It wasn't just the tip this time. She'd slid her whole hand into his pants, between his thighs and worked her middle finger deep into his hole. The fact that he was still dressed, that she was still dressed, that he was in a strange apartment - nothing mattered except the draw of pressure around his throbbing penis and the hard little rod thrusting in his ass.

He came in a rush, grunting like a pig as he jerked and spewed in her mouth. He managed to watch this time, seeing the white spunk ooze out around his red cock, then groan as she slid him out and his head popped free. She licked her lips, cleaning the cum away, as she pulled her hands free from his pants.

"I can't believe you let me do that..." he groaned, his body still shaking with reaction. She grinned at him.

"You taste incredible," she teased, "so hot and salty and sticky..." She licked her lips and his cock jerked in mid-air, making her laugh. She turned over, kneeling on hands and knees on the lounger and looked at him over her shoulder. "Fuck me, Justin," she begged, "Fuck me right now." She flicked the skirt of her dress up with one hand, baring herself from the waist.

"Mel..." He wanted to. He really wanted to. Especially with her bare ass tilted up, her sex swollen, pink and glistening under the overhead lights. But he should give her some foreplay, should make this more than just animal lust...

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Lance groaned as the guy hesitated. Melanie was positioned perfectly for a little dog action. "Come on, man," he groaned, his own dick aching to plunge into her hole. He flicked a button to change to another camera and caught his favorite angle, her hole exposed, wet and ready. He wrapped his hand around his own straining cock...

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"Fuck me, baby," she moaned, dipping her head low, tilting her ass up. She spread her legs as wide as the lounger would let her, enticing him. She could feel the wetness on her sex, on her thighs. Her pussy ached, quivering for the invasion of his hard flesh. She loved it rough and primal - when a man couldn't hold back and hammered her cunt was the absolute best sex...

Justin hesitated one more second, then he grabbed her thighs and buried his face against her sex, slurping and sucking and licking her.

Melanie cried out as pleasure crashed through her. She pressed her sex back against his mouth as his tongue swirled in and out and around her hole and Justin loudly feasted on her juices. His fingers held her folds open, exposing her to the air, to his mouth, and he covered every inch of her sensitive flesh with his attention. She was shaking with arousal, her core tightening, her hands fisted in the cushions as he ate her greedily. Then, he shoved his thumb up her ass as he thrust his tongue into her pussy and she came, bucking and screaming, gushing into his mouth.

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Lance came hard, cum shooting inches into the air as he watched, stunned, while their stud drove Melanie to orgasm with his mouth. He'd flipped to multi-angle view just a second before the guy had moved, so he'd been treated to the full panorama view of Melanie's glistening pink and the surround sound sucking. The guy thumbing her ass had been the final straw for Lance as he remembered the first time he'd fucked her ass, how she'd screamed for him. Lance groaned again, as he watched her cream spill over the guy's face. Damned if this video wouldn't make millions...He stood, shaking, and fixed his jeans. It was about time for his entrance.

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His face wet with cum, his body shaking, Justin stripped in seconds. He mounted Melanie from behind, bunching her dress at the waist and fisting his hands in it, then plunging his cock into her. She cried out again, her head coming up in shock, as his fat penis suddenly filled her quivering hole. With one knee on the lounger, he used the other for leverage and pistoned his dick in and out of her wet sex. She cried out with every stroke as he hammered her cunt. Her body shook, lurching forward with the force of his thrusts, the slap of flesh on flesh adding to the sexual frenzy. He pulled on her dress as he drove deep, pulling her to meet his strokes, his head slamming into her core. 

"Oh, yes, Justin, fuck me," she cried, "Stuff that big cock up my pussy..." She knew how dirty talk helped sell videos, but usually she had to put more effort into it. Right now, with his shaft working her pussy, it was the most natural thing to beg for more.

"Man, you fucking bitch," Justin groaned, not even realizing what he was saying, "You're so fucking tight, man, oh man..." His hands tightened in the material, ripping it as he tilted his hips and drove deep.

A sudden crash had them both crying out, had Justin pulling back. A strange man stood in the doorway, a box of plastic containers spilled at his feet.

"What the fuck?!?!" Lance shouted, playing his part. He loved this game.

Justin staggered back, naked, aroused, interrupted mid-sex and unable to think. Melanie also staggered to her feet, her dress ripped over her obvious nudity. "Lance?!" She gasped, looking between the two men.

Lance strode forward and tore the dress from Melanie, building his own arousal with the violent act and the way she now stood naked.

"Listen....Mel....what..." Justin gasped and panted, confused.

Melanie went to him, sliding her hands over his naked body, keeping him confused. His cock was still erect, still magnificent, and she hid a smile. Her threesome...mmmm.

"Listen, bud," Lance ordered, striding over to the couple, "No one plays with my woman without me." He looked Melanie up and down. "Ain't that right, babe?"

"Do you want to play with us, Justin," Melanie cooed, her hand sliding over his cock, stroking his hard flesh.

"You...him...you...me...what..." Justin moaned, his hips moving against her hand. Melanie guided him back to the leather couch, pushing him down onto it.

"I love the way your cock feels," she murmured, straddling his lap and sliding down onto Justin's erection. He groaned and she sighed, arching her back to press herself completely against his hips, his long length throbbing, impaling her. She smiled over her shoulder at Lance. He grinned back, starting to undress.

"You don't mind letting Lance play too," she murmured, nuzzling Justin's neck as she lifted and lowered herself on his cock. From this angle, the friction made her want to whimper and shiver. God, he had the most incredible cock.

"Too," Justin groaned, then manage to put the pieces together, "Two as in two men..." He groaned again, her movements perfect for his aching manhood. Lance stripped silently, watching the thick red shaft disappear in and out of Melanie's body. Her juices coated the man's penis and as she tipped her hips, glancing once more over her shoulder, she exposed her asshole for Lance. He grinned, knowing he was getting the best part.

"Two men, two holes," Melanie murmured, her hands on Justin's shoulders, her mouth trailing wet kisses over his chest and shoulders as Lance rubbed his cock against the crack of her ass. She shivered. Lance shifted and pressed his head to her hole. "Oh, Justin, you and Lance will make me scream with pleasure," she whispered as Lance began to push, working his cock against her hole, burrowing.

Justin groaned as the pressure around his cock increased. He wasn't sure about this two men thing, although Melanie seemed to want it. Then he thought about the new things he'd done with her and how intense the pleasure had been. Maybe...Lance surged deep and all three of them groaned. Justin felt the other man's cock, pressing against his own. Every movement, his own, Lance's, even Melanie's breathing, shifted them all and created rubbing and friction. Lance's weight pushed Melanie down onto Justin and he couldn't move. Then Lance began to thrust, groaning as he drove his cock in and out of her ass.

Justin remembered the feeling of fucking her ass, the intense pleasure. He was surrounded by her body, she was stroking him through the movement of Lance's cock and creating new pleasures in his groin. He saw the naked emotion on her face, the way she was enjoying their raw act. Everything built in his groin, swelling like a balloon, until he was groaning, pushing up against her and the other man. Then the balloon burst.

Justin came first, shouting in pleasure, his cock straining and erupting, shooting waves of hot semen into her core. Melanie went over the edge at the first rush of his seed, the splash of heat in her womb sending her into shudders. Lance was last, thrusting into her tight body, pumping against her and then let go with a shout of his own, his seed exploding deep inside her as well. Groaning, he pulled back, spilling seed over her ass, onto the carpeting as he emptied himself. He shook it off, then grabbed his clothes and headed into the bedroom for a shower.

Melanie slowed her breathing, wondering how Justin would take the whole thing. She lay against his chest, his penis still buried inside her, but not hard anymore. She was finally sated. Her body deliciously relaxed.

"I can't believe you...I...him..." Justin murmured, stroking his hand down her back. He was sated as well, his body still saturated with pleasure, his mind still numb.

"It was incredible," Melanie murmured, kissing his chest, "I love having two cocks move inside me."

"I could feel him, then..." Justin shuddered and his cock let loose his final release, going limp inside her in a puddle of cum.

"Did you enjoy it?" she murmured. He nodded, then hesitated.

"I should go," he said.

"He's my roommate," she whispered in his ear, "Not my husband or boyfriend. You and I can still get together."

"We'll see," Justin answered absently, easing her out of his lap as his brain kicked in. He got up and dressed, then left the apartment with one last look back at Melanie. She gave him a little wave. Once he was gone, she went down the hall to the office. With a few keystrokes, she settled in to review the video, sliding her hand down between her legs as she watched Justin and Lance fuck her.



Rainy Day Ch. 03



Anna came home from her run to what appeared to be an empty house. She hopped in the shower and climbed into bed without dressing. She had trouble falling asleep. Her mind was racing with fantasies but she avoided the temptation of pleasuring herself. Eventually drifting to sleep at around 2:30 in the afternoon.

While the house was absent of both her mother and her sister, it was far from empty. James had been left behind. He was quite exhausted himself and was now fast asleep in Anna's mother's bed. 

Meanwhile, Erin, Anna's sister, and her mother were out on the town attempting to find a few volunteers for Anna. After flipping through Anna's diary, Erin and her mother had settled on a handful of her fantasies that they would try to fulfill this afternoon. 

Their first stop was at the gym down the street. Mrs. Duffy sent her daughter in to do the recruitment. She found two body-builder types and gave them the address. While Erin was busy in the gym, Mrs. Duffy recruited a couple of college kids working behind the counter at Jimmy Johns. After a few more stops, they had found a total of seven men that volunteered to be at the house at 4:30. 

The girls went home and woke James up. They told him that after the men were finished, it would be his turn. The told him what Anna had written about in her diary so it was clear what he was supposed to do.

Anna was still asleep at 4:25 when the first men arrived at the door. Erin, who had redressed herself in her cheerleader outfit, decided it was her job to warm the guys up. She sat the two kids from Jimmy Johns down on the couch and told them to get naked. Erin proceeded to give one of the boys head while she jacked the other one off. She was careful to alternate between the two, so that neither of them would blow their load. That was for Anna.

After a few minutes, all of the invitees were present in the living room. Mrs. Duffy laid out the ground rules and told them all what she was looking for. Once the directions were spelled out, Mrs. Duffy had all of the men undress. Her youngest daughter, Erin, proceed to blow them all until everyone had an erection. At that point, Mrs. Duffy led them upstairs to her other daughter's bedroom. 

Mrs. Duffy walked into Anna's room alone and woke the girl up.

"Listen to me Anna. We owe a lot of money to a lot of people right now. You are going to have to take one for the team right now. There are a bunch of men standing outside your bedroom and they are going to come in here, have their way with you and leave."

"Really?" Anna said, trying to sound disappointed.

"Yes honey. I'm sorry Anna, but you have to do exactly as they say." Mrs. Duffy said as she stood up to walk out of the room.

"Alright boys, have at 'er." Mrs. Duffy pronounced as she closed the door behind them.

No one said a word. The first guy in the room, Ryan, walked straight over to Anna, who was still lying on the bed, and shoved his cock in her face. Anna feigned hesitation until Ryan grabbed hold of his cock and slapped her face with it. He pulled her down onto her knees and away from the bed. The rest of the group quickly surrounded her for the upcoming blowbang. Two men each grabbed one of her hands and forced her to grab their throbbing cocks. 

Anna started to stroke with both hands when Ryan shoved his balls into Anna's mouth. He rested his 9-inch dick on her face while the 19-year old Anna sucked on his sac. She loved the feeling of being surrounded by cocks. She closed her eyes and quietly wished that they all had plenty of cum for her. 

Anna began to rotate amongst the men waiting for her services. She wanted to taste everyone's cock. It was becoming obvious to the men that this girl was a total slut. She was moaning heavily from being the center of a blowbang. She kept her eyes open, she loved to watch the guys stroking their cocks as the they thought about cumming all over her slender body. 

Eventually a man named Jake climbed underneath her to fuck her in the reverse-cowgirl position. He slid his thick cock in her, surprised at just how wet this girl was. She was literally dripping. She sighed heavily on Ryan's shaft when Jake entered her. Anna could hardly believe it was happening to her, but she was not going to complain. This was just what the doctor ordered for this cock-starved slut.

The scrawnier of the two guys from Jimmy Johns was ready to blow his load. Anna noticed and quickly buried his cock in her throat, choking on it while he thrust it as deep as it would go. Just before his dick was about to go off he pulled it out of her mouth and sprayed her face with the biggest load he had ever produced. His jizz covered her face and began to seep into her hair. She exhaled with a longing that suggested that she needed much more.

The hot cum felt amazing to Anna who had never had a boy cum on her. After she regained her form, she looked around and found the biggest cock she saw and encased it within her cum-outlined mouth. Soon enough, two more men were ready to cum, apparently brought to fruition at the sight of some girl getting off on being showered in cum.

They positioned themselves so that they were each on one side of her. She kept the monster cock inside her as she stroked the two ready-to-fire cocks. She deep-throated the monster cock as it's owner held the back of her head to prevent her gag reflex from expunging the invading shaft from her convulsing throat. Soon she felt the cocks on the side of her face filling with cum and she stroked as fast as she could while choking on this dick. Both of the men came at the same time as they plastered her face with pulsating streams of cum. As the two men showered her with their hot cum, the monster cock down her throat began to unload down her contracting throat. 

Just when Anna did not think she could handle anymore cum, she felt Jake filling her pussy with his powerful stream of semen. Anna could not handle it anymore, she launched into an earth-shattering orgasm while she was blasted with cum from every angle. The lack of air, due to the pulsating cock in her throat, made her orgasm even more powerful. 

After the momentary cum-fest, one of the men picked Anna up and forced her onto all fours. He then slid his rock-hard cock deep within her cum-dripping pussy for sloppy seconds. He was thrusting hard and quick, punishing the young, cum-glazed girl with his manhood. Soon enough, the man who had first cum on her was shoving his now-erect cock back in her mouth. Anna was forced to keep her eyes closed now as her face was oozing with cum. 

The men continued to have their way with her for the next forty minutes or so. Each one came on her several times. When it was all said and done she had taken well over 15 facials and her hair looked as if she was trying to wash her hair with fresh cum. She had given a few tit-jobs at the end of the gangbang and each one of them had finished on her cleavage. The more they came on her tits, they better the boob-jobs got. Her pussy was useless now as it was filled with 5 beastly loads and was leaking cum. 

The men left her laying over a chair with her ass in the air. After the last one exited, Mrs. Duffy told James it was time for him to go in and finish the job. She handed him a large vibrating dildo.

James walked into the dark room and let his eyes adjust. He saw Anna lying over the chair breathing heavily as her body oozed cum. James had seen plenty of bukkake movies, but this was on a whole new level. These men did not just take turns cumming on her, they destroyed this girl with their cum. She looked up at him and moaned, to exhausted to move. She knew what was happening now. He undressed.

He walked over to her and turned on the vibrator. He bent over, spread her legs, and slid the thick vibrator into her cum-drenched pussy. She moaned heavily as the vibrator did its thing inside of her well-worn cunt. James stood behind her and began stroking his cock hard while he stared at her virgin ass. 

He slid his cock between her feverish ass cheeks and began to dry-hump her ass. Her tiny ass was drenched with sweat, which acted as lube, moistening James' raging cock. After a few moments of simulating anal, James backed away for the real thing. 

Her ass was tight, but wet and ready to be entered. He placed the tip of his cock on her intensely hot butthole and took in the fact that he was about to fuck his high-school crush's ass while she was drenched in cum. The best part however, was that he knew that she was going to be disappointed if he did not force his dick down her throat after this ass-fucking.

James penetrated his tight sphincter with the end of his cock. Anna's ass creaked as it opened up, trying it's best to swallow the raging cock penetrating it. Her asshole was being stretched to its limits as James continued to bury his dick deep within in her ass. Soon his balls were resting on the cum-filled pussy. Her pussy had to be measuring in at 125 degrees as her cunt was working overtime with all of the cum it had swallowed, not to mention the vibrator still buzzing inside of it. 

James let her get used to his cock resting deep within her before he started to extract it. He slid it out slowly as her tight ass suctioned closed as it retreated. Once he was nearly out, he forced it back in as her ass fought hard against the unstoppable cock. Anna was in heaven, while it was somewhat painful, a good ass-fucking was something she had always wanted.

Anna suggested they try a new position, and she laid down on her back. James remained standing, and picked her feet up. He stood over her face, grabbed her hips and began to pile-drive fuck her ass. 

He looked down and saw Anna with her mouth wide open. He slide his cock out of her now well-fucked ass and climbed on his knees so his crotch was behind the top of her head. He let balls rest on her forehead, while he laid his cock down the length of her cum-covered face. Anna tongued furiously at his cock as it lie across her mouth, trying desperately to lick the cock that just came out of her ass.

Eventually, James raised his hips and aimed his cock at her mouth. He squatted down and let Anna feast on his dick. Anna went crazy, the vibrator was hitting all the right spots, and with her ass-to-mouth fantasy being fulfilled she went off into the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced. She sucked and tongued like a wild woman as James began filling her mouth with his hot cum. With every pump of his cock more and more cum sprayed into Anna's mouth as she let it stay in her. 

After it was all said and done, Anna opened her mouth and showed James what a mouthful of cum looked like. She refused to swallow it, instead she put his now flaccid cock in her mouth and began sucking again, bathing it in her cum-filled mouth. After a few minutes of sucking on James' cock with a mouthful of cum, he became hard again. 

She finally swallowed his seed and told him to fuck her ass again. James followed his orders, and fucked her ass as hard as he could again. After ten minutes, James came again, once again cumming in Anna's cum-encrusted mouth after pulling his cock out of her tiny ass.



Rainy Day Changes



There I was, peacefully crashed with my live-in, Sherry, and somebody starts pounding on the fucking door. I throw on some jeans, and pad out to the back door. It's Jake and Susie, with Rob and Laurie, soaking wet. It's pouring cats and dogs.

"Unlock the shop, Man. Our bikes are getting wet!" Jake yelled.

I tossed him the keys, and said, "They're already wet you dipshit!" I went back inside to tell Sherry we had visitors. "What the fuck do they want?" she growled. "They got caught in the rain! Jake and Rob are putting up their scoots in the shop."

"Are the girls with them?"

"Yeah, Susie and Laurie are here, too. Get up and make some coffee, O.K.?" 

"All right, I'm up already. Sheesh!"

Every body tossed their wet boots on the back porch, and made their way to the front room. It was the only room in my rent house that had carpet (got it for free, too), and some decent places to sit. A fake leather couch and recliner, an overstuffed armchair, and a couple of beanbags.

"Jesus Christ!" I yelled. "The only good room, and you guys are dripping water all over it!"

"What are we supposed to do?" asked Laurie.

"Go into the other room and take off your wet shit! Sherry!! See if you've got something for Susie and Laurie to put on."

They went with Sherry to our bedroom, and I just stared at Rob and Jake. "Well!?"

"I ain't wearin' nothin' of hers!" Rob said. "I didn't tell you to, dammit. You and Jake can grab a set of coveralls off the back porch. When you're done, have the girls throw all your wet shit into the fucking dryer!" . I wandered off to the kitchen to find some coffee.

Rob fit my coveralls pretty good, as we're about the same size, but Jake was about 6', and fairly heavy, probably 190 or so, so he couldn't zip the front all the way. The girls came in wearing some cut off shorts and halters. Now, Sherry is 5' 5' about 110 pounds, with dark hair, auburn is what I think you call it. Laurie was 5' 8" maybe 120-125 with short black hair. Susie was 5'3" and might have weighed 90 pounds soaking wet. Some of the clothes fit O.K., and some were "ALL RIGHT!!". Needless to say we looked a mismatched group if there ever was one.

Jake had twisted up a couple of joints by the time I got back into the front, so here we go.

"Well, shit! I guess I won't get anything done in the shop today!" I said as I toked one of the joints. After a few of those, Laurie put on some tunes, and started to dance around. She works a club downtown as a dancer, so it wasn't too long before her halter found the floor. She swayed around the room, waving her 38-D's at all of us, and finally got Sherry to join her on the `dance' floor. 

She pulled off her top, and the two of them went at each other. The rubbed their chests together, Sherry's 36-C's bouncing just under Laurie's fine globes. Susie kind of hung back, not wanting to get into the dance, but the other two ganged up on her, stripped her halter off, and drug her off the couch. Her 32-A's were no match for the melons of the other two, but on her tight, firm body, they were plenty fine! 

I guess Susie figured that since the other two started this, she would make them finish it, too! She danced in front of Rob, and slowly slipped the zipper of the cut-offs down. She folded the fabric away, like two small wings, so that he could see the rose cluster tattoo on her lower belly. She moved her hands between her thighs, and rubbed herself slowly, gradually reaching her mound. She cupped herself there, and ground her hips, like she was riding a cock. 

Laurie saw what she was doing, and repeated the scene in front of Jake! I could tell where this party was heading.

"Hey! This is my place, don't I get a little show?" I asked. 

Sherry started to move towards me, but Susie cut her off. "Here, let me. You can do him!" as she pointed to Rob. Sherry looked at me, and I told her.

"O.K. with me, if this is O.K. with you." 

She smiled, gave me a quick kiss, and began to strip for Rob. We weren't swingers as such, although we both had opposite sex friends that we saw apart from each other, so this was different for us. I don't know about the other four, maybe they did this a lot.

At this point, Susie had started gyrating her little body in front of the recliner, where I always sat. She was a short girl, but she had a long torso, and short legs. I was used to Sherry, who was sort of evenly split, her top and bottom were about the same. Susie wrapped her lithe arms around her self, and started rubbing herself as though she was getting a massage.

From her neck to her tummy, and around her tits, she smoothed her flesh, and ever so slowly, she would rest her fingers on the pants and push them down a little at a time. I was getting hot watching her. I looked over at Sherry, and she was working her tits together and rubbing her nipples for Rob. Laurie was letting Jake nuzzle her breasts, as his hands were grabbing her ass.

I came back to Susie's show just as the top of her cunt slit came into view. This chick was totally shaved! Not one hair around her twat was in sight! Total contrast to Sherry's full, dark bush. I pulled her closer to me, and started kissing her tummy, probing her navel with my tongue. I took the waistband of her shorts, and started pulling them off. She grabbed my hands to stop me, and looked over at Jake.

He had a mouthful of Laurie's tit, and his other hand was busy between her legs. She let loose my hands, and said "Go for it!" I did. I peeled those shorts down her tight thighs and they fell to her ankles. She stepped out of them, and kicked them at Jake.

I don't know if he noticed, because I was to busy noticing Susie! I planted a kiss on her tattoo, and sucked a little bit, which made her gasp.

"Oh, Yes! Kiss me lower, down there!"

I obliged her by putting my lips on the puffy mound in front of me. She spread her tiny legs, and her cunt opened up, allowing the inner lips to poke out just a little. I took her small ass in my hands, and brought her forward, and proceeded to lap her twat. She jerked her hips when I found the little button of flesh hiding in there.

She stepped back, and told me to stretch out the recliner. Then, she got on the arms of it, and lowered her gash to my face. The sweet aroma of her sex filled my nose, and shortly, the wet folds of flesh filled my mouth. I drove my tongue as deep into her cunt as I could, nuzzling her clit with my nose. I licked her slit from asshole to clit, and started to suck and bite her nub. She went wild, rocking her hips on my face. I put my finger at her entrance, and she squealed in delight. I moved my finger in that `come here' motion, and she started to shriek.

"OOOHH SHIT..OOOHH GOD..YESSS.Like that!!.Oh God..I'm Cumming!!" 

She almost lost her balance as she had her orgasm, bucking on my face and clenching my finger with her twat. Her girl cum gushed all over me. I sucked and licked as much of that nectar as I could. She finally pulled away far enough to get loose, and fell down into my lap.

"Holy shit! That was great! Hey, Sherry, does he always eat pussy that good?"

The only answer she got was a grunt, as Sherry's mouth was full of Rob's cock. His hands were clutching Sherry's head, pulling her face into his crotch, humping his hips as he fucked her face. She reached up and grabbed his nuts, and that made him groan. 

"What a cocksucker! Damn, she's good!".

Then she pulled a trick on him she's used on me a couple of times. She lubed her finger in her cunt, and shoved it knuckle deep into his asshole. That did it for him, his butt tightened, and he lifted off of the couch, pulling Sherry with him. She started swallowing, as he pumped a load of cream down her throat. She kept sucking and milking his cock, until he collapsed back and his deflated organ popped out of her mouth.

Meanwhile, Jake and Laurie had found a beanbag, and were in a hot 69. He was on his back, with his head on the floor, Laurie's head was bobbing up and down his long prick, taking him all the way down her throat. He must have been at least 9" long and 2" thick! But Laurie didn't have any trouble at all putting her lips on the base of it every time she went down. He shouted that he was cumming, and she just kept sucking. Finally, her cheeks bulged as he shot his wad into her. She didn't miss a drop. She sat up, licking her lips, and told Jake

"Now, Big Boy, get me off! Suck my pussy. Make me cum!" 

She stood up and changed direction, so that she was sitting front ways on his face.

"Lick my clitty. Yess .Right there!. OH YES. Suck it harder!!" 

Evidently he did, because she grabbed his hair and held on for dear life as she started bucking and squealing. They all collapsed in heaps, panting and gasping. I moved Susie off of me , and took her hand, leading her into the bedroom.

We lay down on the bed, and started kissing. Our tongues danced in each other's mouths, hands roaming over bodies. I sucked on her small titties, making the nipples stand out like buttons. I put two fingers into her sopping slit, and pumped them quickly. She tried reaching for my cock, but her arms were too short.

I got off, and took my jeans off. I slid back onto the bed, licking my way up her legs, teasing her inner thighs, until her bald beaver was in front of me. I lavished her twat with sucking and licking to the point she couldn't stand much more.

"Put it in me!.. Put your cock in my fuck hole!! .I want your cock inside! NOW".

How could I resist such an invitation? I licked up her long, tight tummy, and sucked her tits. I shared the taste of her sex with her. I lay fully on top of her, my hard cock resting between her legs.

"Come on, now!..Put it in!! FUCK ME!!"

She yelled. I rolled us over, so she was on top.

"Why not put it in yourself?"

I said. She slid back, pushing my swollen prick so it pointed towards my feet, and then sat up on her knees. My cock sprang back and slapped me in the stomach. She reached down and grabbed it, and started to run the purple head between the lips of hr cunt. Her wetness covered it, and she rocked up on her knees. Her pussy was dripping, as she placed the plum at her cunt .

Slowly she impaled herself on me. It seemed like it took forever to get seven and a half inches of cock into that small girl.

"OOOOO.Yeah..Feels sooo good.so full....oh yes.nice cock!" 

She started rocking back and forth, making her clit rub on my pubic bone. Then she began lifting off and dropping back down. She put her hands on my chest and started fucking herself. She came down harder and harder. It was almost as if I wasn't there. Her eyes were closed, and she was really concentrating on her movements. 

Faster and harder she reamed herself with my rod. I started to match her thrusts, when she settled into a rhythm. Her cunt grabbed me tightly as she rose up, relaxing only slightly as she came down. I was going crazy! My groin began to tighten, and my balls got snug. I could feel my release coming on soon.

"YES BABY! Fuck me, Susie! I'm going to fill you up!!"

" YES, Fill ME put YOUR hot SEED in MY PUSSSSYYY!!"

My cock swelled and she moaned, then liquid fire shot out of me. My cock pulsed jet after jet of cum deep inside her little body. It ran out around me, soaking my pubes. I put my hand on her twat, and pushed her clitty. I rolled it around until she screamed,

"I'M CUMMUING TOOOO!!".

She stiffened up, and threw her head back as her own release took over. She fell forward, onto my heaving chest, gasping for air. We collected ourselves, and cuddled on the bed, relaxing in each other's arms. 

"Do you want to go check on the others?" I asked.

"No, let's just stay here, O.K.?" She answered.

We dozed off for a while, and woke up to noises in the other room. I slipped away from Susie's arms and went out to the front. Jake was "doggie style" with Laurie, and Rob was reaming Sherrie's back door for all he was worth. 

"Oh, God, YESSS. Fill my ass with it!!" Sherry screamed. "Fuck it harder!!!".

"Shit, yeah, I'm gonna cum in your tight ass.......RIGHT NOW!!!" 

His butt cheeks tightened up, and he went stiff as he shot loads of cum into her ass. He shot so much, it was running out her hole and down her thighs. They both collapsed in a heap, just as Laurie shouted 

"I'm cumming, you prick, oh shit, god am I cumming!!!"

Her hand was frigging her clit so fast, I could barley see it moving. Jake pulled out and jerked his meat a few times, and sprayed her ass crack with a stream of white goo that wouldn't quit. He shot four or five times, and spread the slime around with his cock. Then he wet his finger with the juice, and probed her anus. She pulled away, but slid right back towards him. He slipped the finger into her tight pucker, and she moaned.

"I..I've never done that, before"

"Just relax, you'll like this." He said. 

He reamed her butt for a minute, and added a second finger. Laurie started bucking back into his hand with every stroke.

"Yes, that feels good." She murmured.

He pulled his fingers out, and slid his still hard cock into her dripping twat, after getting it lubed, he slid the head to her swollen asshole. As the head eased through the sphincter, Laurie gasped.

"I don't think it will fit!" 

"Just push down, like you were taking a shit." Jake told her.

I could see the concentration on her face as she did, and about half of his cock slid in.

"Damn! I've never felt so full!" she groaned.

"Do it again." He said. 

She grunted, pushed, and rocked back, and the rest of his cock pushed in up to his balls.

"Jesus! God! It's too big!!!"

"Just relax, you'll get used to it in a second." 

He didn't move for a while, getting her virgin ass used to the hot meat buried in her bowels. Then he slowly pulled back about half way and back in.

"Oh Yeah!, That's good! Oh, shit, it feels so great!!" She managed to say between strokes. 

Jake reached around her chest, and pulled her up on her knees. They stayed like that for a minute, and Jake leaned back, pulling Laurie with him. He was on his back, with her ass impaled on his rod. About that time , Susie came up behind me, and asked "What's going on?" 

"Jake's getting Laurie's asshole cherry." I answered. 

Susie grabbed my hard dick, and started stroking it while we watched Laurie fuck herself crazy on Jake's pole.

"This feels sooo good!, If I knew it felt this good, I'd have done it before now!" Laurie panted.

Susie left me hanging, and dropped to her knees, and got a close up look at Jake sliding in and out of Laurie's ass.

"Does it hurt?" she asked. Laurie didn't answer right away.

"Only ..... a..... little.. at first. Now..... it feels great!!!" 

Susie put her tiny hand on Laurie's cunt, and rubbed it in time with her thrusting. Laurie jerked with every touch.

"You're going to make me cum!" 

Susie put her face at Laurie's snatch, and started licking the length of her slit, nipping at the swollen bud at the top. She stuck three fingers inside Laurie and made her screech.

"Fuck meeee! Jesus!".

Susie held her hand in Laurie, and pulled me over to her. She took me in her mouth, and slobbered my cock with saliva. Then she pulled me down, and aimed me at her friend's wet, swollen gash.

"If you liked that, you'll really like this." She told her.

Susie guided the tip of my cock towards Laurie's fuckhole.

"Put it in her!" she squealed. 

I thrust forward and slid balls deep into Laurie in one motion. Her wet, loosened tunnel offered little resistance. I could feel Jake on the other side of the thin skin separating her pussy from her bowels.

Laurie yelled "Yess, God FUCK MEEEE!".

I began thrusting with them, as Jake shouted that he was going to fill her ass with juice. I felt him swell and pulse as he let go. Laurie also let loose at about that time, and that set me to filling her twat with my seed. When we finally fell apart, Laurie was dripping cum from both of her gaping, red holes. It ran down her legs and pooled under her.

Sherry and Susie lost no time in diving down on Laurie, gobbling up all the cum they could from their friend's ass and cunt. They made Laurie cum one more time, before she passed out. We put her on the couch, and the girls brought warm washcloths to clean her up. When she came around she told us she was sore. We laughed, and told her she deserved to be, after that double dicking! 

It was late afternoon, when the weather broke, and everybody decided to take off. All the clothes were dry, so everyone changed back to what they arrived in.

"Hey, Let's ride up to that beer joint we went to last week!" Said Rob.

Everyone nodded in agreement, but I said, "Nah, I need to stick around and get some work done. You guys take off, and drink a few for me." 

Sherry said she wanted to go party, so I told her to go ahead. Susie looked at Jake, and said "I think I'll stay here for a while." 

He gave her a look, and told her "Fine with me. I'll just pack Sherry for a while!"

They mounted their bikes, and roared off down the road, Jake with Sherry and Rob with Laurie. 

"Did you really want to work, or can we just go back inside?" Susie said, with a sly look on her face.

We went back in, and showered together, and spent the rest of the day sucking and fucking all over the house. 

Sherry and Jake came back a few days later to pick up her stuff, and Susie and I went over to get her things and stayed together for a long time.



Rainy Day Daughter



I watched my father come out of his bedroom, the rain beating hard on the tin roof. He stopped and looked at me then turned to pour himself a cup of fresh coffee that I had put on just for him. I kept looking out of the corner of my eye as I pretended to watch a silly talk show. Yesterday I had been busy spending my first day of the summer vacation with him by doing what I loved most: running around in the thick woods. Today it was different. 

Today I had awoke from one of the wildest dreams I had ever had, one in which I had laid in this man's, my father, arms as he slowly took me to where no dreams had ever. I could remember the lust and need until he was about to take my virginity away, then I woke up feeling a lot different about where my life was headed.

"Thanks, Babe," he said, pouring a cup of the coffee.

"What we going to do today?" I asked, my eyes taking him in from head to his bare feet.

"Oh, I don't know," he replied, looking at me with a sad look in his eyes. "Damn rain pretty well keeps us from doing much. What do you want to do?"

What a question! I wanted him to show me just how real a dream could be. "Well, why don't we just spend time together?"

"Don't ya think I will bore you?"

"No," I replied. "I just want to be with you and get to know you. After all, we haven't seen each other in almost a year."

"I know honey," he said sadly, coming towards me. "You are growing up so damn fast now and I kick myself for not being there for you!" His eyes roamed over my body, clad only in my usual short tee shirt and panties. I could feel his eyes taking in the swath of white material between my legs.

I had to do something. Had to get it to him how much I wanted him. I got up, walked over to him and took the cup of coffee and set it on the counter. "I love you," I whispered as I put my arms around him.

For a long moment he didn't move, then I felt his hands on to my back, slowly moving downwards. I pulled myself even closer to him to show I wasn't about to resist him. Down over the bottom of my tee shirt his hands moved, and then onto my panties until his hands were caressing my butt, pulling me even closer. "I missed you so much, Babe."

"I am never going to leave you," I moaned out as his fingers played along the top on my panties. "I am going to stay here with you the rest of my life."

It had dawned on him- this hermit my father had become- that I was more than interested in playing in the woods. His hands slid under my panties and was instantly caressing where no one had ever touched before. I moaned out at his touch and laid my head firmly on his chest. My heart seemed to be beating in my throat as he kissed me gently on my head.

"I love you so much," I groaned as my hands lowered to his butt, protected only by the jeans he had on.

"Are you sure about this?" he asked, guiding me back to the bed that the couch folded out to.

"Yes."

"How long you felt this way?" He whispered into my ear as his lips kissed deeply at the left side of my neck.

"I have been... Ah, you know, playing with myself and pretending it was you for a long time."

"You know this won't be a fantasy if it goes on."

"I know," I replied as he lowered me to the couch, picked up the TV remote and turned the TV off. I closed my eyes to take in the moment. The rain fell hard on the roof making me feel even more isolated with him. His left hand, almost hot to the touch, was slowly running up and down the inside of my left thigh, bringing even more lust into my mind. I couldn't answer him, my throat seemed unable to form any words, so I lay beside him and hoped my acceptance of his touch was all the answers he needed.

I arched my back as he slowly pushed the tee shirt up off my tiny breasts, then over my head and off my arms. I was naked except for the thin panties. I moaned loudly as I felt his hot breath blowing on first one nipple than the other. I had never thought a man's breath could feel so good, let alone make me feel so free.

"Oh, God," I cried out as his lips encircled my right nipple, sucking it in slowly before his tongue started dancing over the swollen mass.

This was better than the dream. His lips and tongue torturing my nipples with their lusty embrace. I felt his hand slide deep between my thighs and opened them further for him to explore what I had wanted so much when I only had fingertips and fantasies to find contentment in.

I could feel my first climax coming. I could hear my labored breathing and soft moans as they blended with the falling rain. With his tongue hungrily lapping at my nipple, and his fingers slowly running up and down my panties, pushing them in just enough for the material to tickle at me, I grabbed the quilts and gasped out loudly as my panties seemed to become as wet as the rain-cover landscape outside.

I had cum before, but this was different. This picked my mind up and tossed it around inside my head. As I withered under his touch, I could feel everything going on deep in my mind. No longer was there a world outside this tiny place. No longer was my mother, a bottle of beer in her hand, screaming at me to do this or that. Now I was a girl about to be transformed into a woman by the only man I would ever love: My father!

His lips left my breasts and worked their way down towards my panties. I could only lie there and moan and not know what I should be doing to him. His tongue tickled at my belly button as he moved his body further down my thighs. His hand slipped under the wet cloth of my panties and rubbed against my slit. I didn't know anything about what a man could REALLY do with his tongue, thinking that he was about to take my virginity. Even deep in the throes of lust, I could not imagine what he was about to do to me as his lips kissed their way to the top of my panties.

It took about two minutes of his tongue playing under the elastic of the panties, as his finger rubbed lightly just inside my pussy lips, for me to find myself moaning wantonly for him to never stop. I pushed my hips up to get his finger deeper into me as his finger pulled away as if I had done something wrong.

Before I could say anything, I felt my panties being pulled slowly down my lusting skin. Inch by inch he slowly removed the last vestige of covering I had. I was naked before him. Naked, wet and wanting him to take me this instant, but as he tossed the panties to the floor, he bent over and blew a long, hot kiss against my wet slit. I covered my mouth with my arm and screamed out against it. Inch by inch he was taking me deeper and deeper into the world I had never expected could exist. Blow by blow I could feel him getting closer until, with a demented scream from my lips, his lips touched my slit, kissing at my wetness as if a kiss of his acceptance of me.

His tongue slid deep into my virginity. I had never dreamed any man would do such a thing, but here he was, exploring my young body in ways I would never be able to resist again.

"Oh, my God," I howled as the tongue touched my clit for the first time. My fingers had learnt to play against my clit a long time ago, but this was different. His tongue seemed soft, wet and demented as I thrust my hips up for even more.

His hands slid under my ass, lifting me up to expose me even more to him. I slapped my hands to the bed and heard myself gasping out loudly as his tongue flicked over and around my swollen clit. Faster and faster his tongue lashed out at me as his hands massaged at the firm skin of my ass. My head moved from side to side as my breath came to me in deep gasps. My hips slowly pumped me against his face as if crying out for even more.

My whole body seemed to go wild as my second climax exploded over me. It seemed that my shoulders were going one way and my hips the other as my arms waved about and my toes curled up. My hips slammed my wet pussy against him as his hands forced my legs even further apart. His tongue now whipped at my clit as I begged, moaned and made weird sounds. My lusty shreiks joined the sound of the rain as he kept me building even higher. I felt his finger rubbing in my wetness then slowly move to my ass. Slowly he tickled at my puckered anal opening, the feeling of total naughtiness overtaking me in blinding wisps of cloudy thoughts. No longer did I care that I had tiny tits and just about no pubic hair. Now I was a woman with all the needs of a woman, and the needs demanded to be fulfilled.

As I shrieked out this second climax, he slipped his finger deep into my ass in one steady motion. Pain gripped at me then changed to a heightened level of lust as he fingered my ass and sucked at my clit. I was amazed that pain could feel so good, all I wanted was more and more of what he was teaching me about myself.

I lay gasping as I lay watching my father undress. I caught my breath as he slipped his pants off and turned to me fully naked. I had seen drawings of men's cocks in Sex Ed. class, but this was different. Where they had dangled down sleepily, his stood out as if a long, hard weapon. He lay back down at my side, took my hand and pulled it to his hard cock as his lips again kissed at my nipples. A pang of fear ran through me as I explored his erection. It seemed too big to enter me, but I knew that it was a fact of life: men entered women all the time and none seemed to complain about it.

For the next several minute I explored his cock and balls. The balls felt so odd to roll between my fingers as I slowly relaxed to what was about to happen. I felt his shaft from top to bottom, then explored the tip of it, surprised to find it wet. Before long my hand was stroking up and down my fathers mighty shaft.

"You keep that up and it be all over in a minute," I heard my father chuckle as his hand moved to rest between my legs.

I laid my hand back to the bed, knowing it was very close to him taking me all the way. His finger darted in and out of my love canal, then slowly swirled around and around as I opened then to his touch. I could feel his finger playing against my hymen for a moment before he rolled over between my legs and started working at my clit with his fingers.

With my legs spread apart, his fingers played deep in my now widely spread pussy. I could feel the deep movement of yet another climax in me, and pulled my knees up until my feet were flat on the quilt. I heard my breathing change and heard a gasp escape my lips. I was only moments from coming yet again. My mind crashed as the wave of ecstasy washed over me. I felt my father's movements between my legs, then felt his cock entering me.

I felt waves of passion washing over me as if a demanding wave washing upon a yielding shore. I could feel him entering me, forcing my virgin hole even wider. I felt so full that I didn't think he was going to be able to get it all the way in. He was entering slowly and I wanted him all the way deep inside me. I lifted my hips up and yelped as the head of his cock slammed into my hymen. "Oh, please don't stop, Daddy," I gasped out, wondering how bad this was going to hurt.

With his lips planted firmly on mine, Daddy increased the pressure on my hymen. I was frantic with the feeling of being so totally invaded but, as my need increased, I promised myself to endure just a bit longer.

"AHH!" I screamed into my daddy's mouth as he pushed through my virginity and entered me fully. It stung as he held himself so deeply in me as I gasped to him. He had waited until I was deep in my climax before taking me fully and, as he entered me, I was again reminded how pain could be so closely related to pure lust.

"You okay?" He whispered into my ear as my hands clenched tightly at the quilt.

"It hurts," I moaned back, then added to my words from the conflict that raged deep in me. "But it feels so good."

"The worst is over," he replied, kissing my lips as he withdrew his cock and slid it deep into me again. "If it's too much just tell me to stop. Okay?"

"Stop?" I moaned. "I don't want it to ever stop. I want to be here for you and take care of you in all ways." He was now slowly sliding in and out of me. The pain has subsided to a harsh itch, one that needed only more of what was going on between my legs to make it stop. I could feel every inch against my strained love canal; could feel his swollen cock as if it were a part of my very being. Stop! Heck, this was only the beginning!

His thrusting became more rampant as I watched him close his eyes. He was close, very close to spilling his first "load" deep in me. The thought, the very thought of how wicked this was enticed my mind. Here was my father, now more man than father teaching me that dreams do come true. Here was my first lover, the man who had helped bring me into this world, slowly going through the same motions with me that had created me. My father the man, now my lover bringing both of us to a new height of sharing. I again felt the deep stirrings of climax as he increased the speed of his thrusting. Then it happened.

I thought my father was having a heart attack as he slammed relentlessly into me. Groans, screams and other animal-like sounds came from his lips. My climax evaporated as I wondered how I was going to explain the fact that my father had died while breaking me, his daughter, in.

He pulled my hips up violently and held them hard against his body as his moth opened and a tiny, almost child-like gasp came from deep in him. This wasn't a heart attack, he was cuming in me. I felt his cock swell a little then felt his juices pumping deep into me. My evaporated climax came back with the passions of the wildest storm of nature. He held me tightly as I thrashed about, trying to force even more of him into my tortured pussy. I was pumping him, thrusting my body against his as our moans blended into my memory. All I was able to do was lay there and squeal out that I belonged to him. Then I felt my body relax so totally that I thought I was falling asleep or, worse, waking up from another wild dream.

I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling, fighting to get my breathing under control. My chest heaved as I felt my father's arm slide under my neck, soon pulling me close to his naked body.

"You all right?" He said, his voice sounding a bit more out of control than I was use to.

"I don't know,' I giggled, "I've never felt like this."

For a long time he held me and stroked my cheeks with his fingertips. I was now his and both of us knew it. I could only lie there and remember his breath blowing hot on my nipples and slit. His? I was all his, and he knew it.

I drifted off to sleep listening to the rain and feeling his fingertips tracing lazy patterns on my face. I had spent too long bringing this to happen, had spent too many nights fingering myself in a vain effort to try to find that part in me that had been so afraid to reach out to my father with my sinful needs. I had feared his rejection only to find out that he must have been feeling about the same as I. I had been frightened by what I had thought would be so painful only to find out that pain, when blended with lust, became even a stronger lust. I fell asleep to the "pitter-patter" of the rain, the sound of my breathing and, the feeling of his warmth, all telling me I had taken the right step for me.



Rainy Day Erotic Noir



It was one of those rainy days, the ones where its raining just hard enough to keep everybody inside and feeling gloomy as a Cubs fan during the World series. I was sitting at my desk launching pencils into the ceiling and flinging cards at a hat on the other side of the room, wishing I had just stayed home in bed. At least there I'd be doing something. Sleeping.

Then she walked in. Of all the one-man human resources departments with current ads for personal assistants in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine. The minute she walked in I knew she was either too good to be true or too much trouble to be any good. Or maybe both.

She opened the door and stood there in the frame just long enough for me to take her all in but not nearly long enough to do it as well as I wanted to. She was a looker from the top of the floor to well above her head. She had on black high heels that put her ankles at a magnificent pose, leading up to two fabulous calf muscles. Her legs were covered by a gray skirt that came down just below her knee, but I could tell just from the knee down they would be everything they needed to be all the way up. Her skirt came tight at the waist and she wore a black silk blouse buttoned down just low enough to torment. She had curves that would make Richard Petty think twice. When I finally managed to lift my eyes up to her face I was beyond impressed. This dame was one fine doll. Here in my one man office. On a rainy day.

I leaned back in my chair and tossed one more card toward the hat. It hit both sides and bounced out. She smiled and walked toward my desk.

"Looks like you could use a personal assistant," she said with a voice so sultry it could stop traffic. Outside I heard two cars collide. I assumed it was because they heard it.

Managing to keep my usual suave style, I managed to think of at least half a dozen clever things to say before finally settling on stuttering out "are you here about the job?"

She nodded, moved over to the chair in front of my desk and slipped into it like a hand into a glove, turning her legs slightly to the side so that the skirt rode up above her knees. I tried not to look, but I could tell her knees were even better than her calves.

"I'm here for the...any job you might have," she said with a look that was either suggestive or inquisitive.

"Well," I said carefully looking at a pile of paperwork on my desk related to some past due IRS payments, " we do have several jobs for personal assistants, and in fact I may need a personal assistant myself," I said. "As you can see the work is really piling up."

Her long skinny hand came up to the side of her face as she turned her head slightly to weigh the gravity of the suggestion, then she turned to look around the barren room for some sign of activity or work. 

Besides the dart board, the hat with cards laying all around it, and a half empty bottle of tequila, there was no much evidence to support the claim. Not that it mattered.

She gazed back at me and crossed one long sexy leg over another, gave me what had to be a quick once-over and said, "so what kind of work would you need me to do?"

I hadn't even hired the dame yet and already she was setting me up for a sexual harrassment suit. I started stuttering something out about having needs and she stopped me short.

"Yes, we all have needs," she said slowly. "I believe I need a drink."

"Well, it is nearly 2:30," I said. "I guess its getting close to that time." I pulled two semi clean glasses out of the second drawer, the one below the drawer that contained the rusty gun and the pack of two year old condoms. I deftly poured a pair of fingers for her and a trio for me. I sipped mine. She bolted hers. I might actually have to hire this babe, I thought.

Next thing I know, she's come around to my side of the desk, parked her soft sexy rear on the edge of my desk and crossed one leg over so that her black high heel came to rest in the air just above my thigh.

"I could take 'dic-tation'," she said, and I could hardly help but notice where her eyes had gone, finding the spot where the bulging had started. "It looks like you might need to get something...out."

She pushed her hair off her shoulder and leaned forward, and I was treated to a lovely view of her black lacy bra. It had more frills on it than a little girl's easter dress. It was one of those bras that gave just enough of a curvature hint that you felt like you had stolen a look that was intended to be seen. And there was intent.

"What other skills might you have besides...dic-tation," I said, my mouth going dry.

"Well, I'm pretty good with my hands," she said, lifting up ten fingers and the back of her hands to show me she had them all. She let them fall straight to her body, which just happened to be her breasts, and she turned her head upwards in thought. "Um, I'm also good at following instructions. And respecting authority. And doing what — whatever I'm told."

I could hear the air get stuck in my chest as I tried to figure out if she was making a pass at me. But then she stood up by my desk and started unbuttoning her blouse, and I decided that she probably was. Either that or she was just hot.

"Why don't you tell me what to do," she said softly. "And see if I do it."

My mouth felt like a cotton farm in a Texas drought, but I deftly handled the situation with my usual flair. "Just keep doing that," I said.

She pulled the silk blouse back off and I got a full view of her bosoms stretching the fabric on the black bra like a soda can that got left in the freezer. Someday she was going to have happy children. Healthy children. Maybe even overweight children. 

She stood there, hands on her gorgeous hips, looking at me, looking at me looking at her, waiting for me to say something, anything, but something or anything didn't come to mind, so I sat there and looked stupid. Not that I cared. At least I had a great view. Finally she broke the silence with an "anything else I can do for the boss," type comment, and I delivered my strongest line of the day: "You can show me how well you can hang up your skirt," which sounded good at the time but in retrospect just sounds goofier than fried bananas and ice cream. But little did it matter at the time, because in a heartbeat that I missed she had flung off the skirt and backhanded it into the hat rack by the door, where it grabbed fast and hung on like a nymphomaniac at an orgy party.

Now she stood before me in a black lacy thong and a black lacy bra, my future executive assistant, and I sat there in stunned silence dividing my thoughts between how amazingly her legs looked above the knee and just how much I was going to have to pay her per hour.

"So how are your oral skills," I heard someone in the room say, before I realized it was me. Geez I'm a cheeky bastard, I thought.

"I guess I'll just have to demonstrate," said the tall, gorgeous woman who had somehow wandered into my office and stripped down to her lacy black underwear on a rainy day. She sashayed forward, moving her unbelievably hot legs in perfect form atop her black high heels that I couldn't help but notice and appreciate that she had left on. There's nothing quite like a half naked woman in high heels.

She knelt down in front of me and before I could buzz the secretary who wasn't out there to tell her to hold all my calls that weren't coming, she had pulled my pants down below my knees and engulfed my happy compadre all the way up to the part that connects him to the rest of me. My head fell back uncontrollably and I started to moan in passionate rhythm like a female tennis player at Wimbledon.

She had her hands on my thighs and her lips wrapped tight around me, and when I say she was good, I'm talking $15 per hour starting salary with benefits. She could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch. She had more power than a top of the line Hoover. She sucked like pro basketball.

I looked down at the top of her head moving wildly around my longtime best friend, and then she suddenly stopped, looked up at me and started giving me a slow tongue bath, like... well, like nothing I can even think of right now. Her eyes smiled up at me, she knew what she was doing to me and she was loving every minute of it. Poor kid had no idea. I was loving every second of it.

Now it was my turn, and I took one arm and cleared everything off the desk, which was pretty much empty anyway, and I pulled off her danty little panties and set her hot little body down right in the middle of it. I pulled my chair up to my desk and went to work, or took a lunch break, depending on how you want to look at it. My head found the comfortable warm area down between her legs and I went to work like the seven dwarfs, only without the singing and the whole being short business.

Before she was once again moaning like a female tennis player at Wimbledon, and from the level of noise coming off the desk the people on the street below must've thought the staff at human resources was having one fine afternoon. In truth, the staff at human resources was having one fabulous afternoon.

All the thinking about my staff got me thinking about my staff, and my staff was aching to have an interaction with the newly hired Vice President of Oral Communications. She seemed to sense the turgid urgency, and immediately brought an end to the desk conference in favor of a chair conference. She straddled me in the chair, ripping off my $10 shirt with the stain from taco bell, and mounted her hot crater of passion just over my throbbing mountain of ecstasy, and then, ever so slowly, she eased herself down onto me, slowly letting me slide down deep inside her, and both of our mouths eased open a little further each time I went deeper, until our mouths came wide open together, and then she reached the proverbial hilt, and our mouths came together in a passionate warm kiss, and as I reached around and grabbed the ass of my new Associate President of Operations, I suddenly felt the chair slipping backwards, and like a man falling out of a chair, I fell over backwards out of the chair and splayed out all over the floor, arms and legs and other appendages flying out in every direction.

I must've lost consciousness temporarily, but then i was up in a flash, pulling my pants up with one hand and looking around urgently trying to find my new employee, who was suddenly nowhere to be found. She had completely disappeared. Her clothes were gone. Except for the turgid boner poking out from the top of my pants, there was no sign that she had ever been there at all. Even the IRS papers were still piled up on my desk, and they were dry, which, I felt comfortable to say, was impossible.

I sat there in the stunned silence at my desk, like a man who had just been told by Rod Serling that he had missed the signpost up ahead, and slowly came to realize it had all been one happy, boner breaking dream. I looked out the window and revelled in the rhythm of the falling rain.

And then it came, the quiet knock on the door, and the shape through the door window said it all...

The cleaning lady had arrived.



Rainy Day Experience



I had been working at the same company for over 10 years and during that time, I had done pretty well in terms of getting promotions and moving up the ladder but the best part about the company was that it was like a family and I developed a lot of close relationships with people.

Our receptionist, Lynn, had been with us for about 8 years and I always found her to be one of the nicest people I had ever met, perfect for that type of position. She is in her mid 60s, a little overweight, and wears a wig and glasses, but she still looks pretty good. Lynn always dressed very professionally and was meticulous about her appearance. Her best features though were a great set of legs and the best breasts you would ever want to see. She tried for the most part to minimize them but every once in a while in the summer time, she would wear something that showed off some cleavage. They had to be at least 40DD and they really stood out as she was only about 5 feet 2 inches. 

Lynn had a great smile and always had something nice to say. She remembered everyone's birthdays and was always the first one to say an encouraging word if things were not going well. Lynn had come to us a few years ago to work after her husband had suddenly died, leaving her widowed. Needing something to do and not wanting to sit around at home, she took the job and quickly became one of the most popular people in the company. I had gotten to know her just chatting and we had become pretty good friends over the last couple of years, bringing her coffee on my way to my office a couple of times a week. 

However, it seemed that the last few months, our conversations had gotten a bit flirty, and we would Instant Message each other in the office and she would come by my desk whenever she could, and I would do the same. We began to go to lunch every so often and no one really thought anything of it as no one would ever think that the two of us would ever do anything, as she was like everyone's Mom. Of course, I would occasionally sneak peeks at her chest whenever I thought she was not looking.

Anyway, one day, I came in and saw her and said good morning. She was wearing a black top that was straining to hold her in, and a brown skirt with heels. You could definitely see the outline of her bra pressed against her silk blouse. Damn, she looks really hot today, I thought to myself.

"Hey Lynn, would you like to go to lunch today?"

"Hi Mark, sure, why not, although it looks a bit wet today."

"That is ok, I brought my umbrella."

"Alright, see you at noon then."

The morning went uneventfully and I was looking forward to having a pleasant lunch with Lynn, and kept thinking about how nice she looked. For a moment, I fantasized about seeing those boobs but tried to put the thought out of my mind as I noticed I was getting hard just thinking about it. Come on man, I was thinking to myself, concentrate.

We went to the restaurant and the only place I could find to park was a good walk from the door in the back corner of the parking lot.

"Do you want me to drop you at the door and I will join you inside?" I asked. As I said that, the skies opened up and it really started to pour.

"Oh man, no you would get soaked too, Mark. Let's just sit here for a few minutes and see if it lets up a bit."

As the rain poured down we chatted to pass the time.

"Hey Lynn, I meant to tell you earlier, you look very pretty today." 

"Why thanks, Mark, you always have such nice things to say. I really enjoy spending time with you."

"Me too, Lynn. You are definitely one of the nicest people I have ever met."

"Aw, that is so sweet." As she said that, she leaned over and gave me a hug. We held the embrace and it seemed like neither one of us wanted to break it. As we hugged each other, my left arm was resting along the side of her large breasts. For some reason, I looked over and instinctively kissed her on the cheek.

She looked back at me and kissed me on the cheek and we looked at each other

"That was nice," she said.

"I agree," I said and we both looked at each other for a moment. Slowly, we moved back together, still holding our embrace. The smell of her perfume filled me and I could feel my heartbeat picking up a bit as our lips touched. We kissed each other gently a few times and then our lips parted, our tongues pressing together, and I could hear her audibly sigh as we kissed long and hard.

"Hmm guess we won't be eating lunch today will we?" I said laughingly.

She giggled and said, "Well we ate yesterday I guess."

"I have wanted you to do this for a long time," she said.

"Wow, I wish you had said something. I have thought about it before"

"Remember, I am from a little different time. Women don't make the first move."

With that, I leaned back in and began to kiss, her our tongues dancing. As we continued to make out, the rain poured down outside, making it like our own private little island in the car. As we made out, I gently put my hand on her right breast and began gently rubbing it, and I could feel the outline of her hardening nipples through the fabric of her blouse and bra.

"Oh, that feels so good," she said as she grabbed my hand and pressed it harder against her chest. As we kissed I could feel my hard on straining against my pants, and I figured what the hell. I grabbed her hand and slowly moved it to my crotch. For a second, I thought I had pushed her too hard as she broke our kiss but left her hand there not moving.

"What is the matter," I asked.

"I have not done anything like this in a long time. It just shocked me is all."

I moved in again and as I did she began rubbing the outline of my cock through my pants, as I started unbuttoning her blouse. Getting a few undone, I slipped my hand inside and felt the smooth texture of her satin bra, her nipple feeling like a large pencil eraser sticking out.

"God, Lynn, you have the best boobs of any woman at work. I can't tell you how many times I have thought of being able to do this."

"Play your cards right and you will get to do more than this."

By this time, my cock was starting to hurt from being restrained. Reading my mind, she slowly unzipped my fly and unbuttoning my boxers, pulled out my now fully erect cock.

"Mmm this is nice and thick, I love that." she purred as she slowly ran her hand along it and gripped it, my precum oozing from the tip. As she did so, I ran my hand along her thigh and under her skirt, feeling the warmth of her pussy through her pantyhose and underwear, and began to gently rub my fingers along the outline of her pussy.

She moaned even more and pressed her tongue against mine more intensely now as both of us began breathing even more heavily. I could feel the wetness of my precum oozing even more as my cock would occasionally twitch to her touch. By now, I had gotten her blouse untucked and completely unbuttoned and slid my hand underneath her bra. I slowly rolled her erect nipple and began rubbing my hand across her entire breast.

"Oh that feels so good, you naughty boy." 

"Mmm it does." As I said that I looked at the clock and saw that we only had about 15 minutes to get back from lunch.

"I hate to break this to you but we need to think about getting back Lynn"

"Damn, I know. I am so wet and you well we can't have you going back to the office like that."

"Yeah," I said laughingly, "No way can I go back like this. Do you mind if I jerk myself off?"

"What? No way. I will do it for you, it is the least I can do."

With that, she smeared some of my precum around my cock and began stroking me as she leaned over and kissed me, our tongues wrestling, and my hand reaching over to caress her exposed breast. It did not take long before I could feel my cock begin to spasm and she tightened her grip as she stroked harder and reached over and began to gently knead my balls. As she did this, I erupted, shooting a long thick rope of cum that shot onto the dash. As I grunted and groaned at the release, she continued to pump furiously, as wave after wave of hot, white, sticky semen flew out. As the flow started to cease, she slowed down and kept a loose grip on my cock. We kissed again. 

"Oh man I don't think I have ever seen a guy cum that much in my life," she said.

"I don't think I have ever come that much either."

I reached into the glove compartment and pulled out some tissues and we cleaned up. As we drove back to the office, she reached for and held my hand.

"What now?" I said

"Well first thing is to find something in the snack machine at work, " she laughed, "And then we need to figure out when to meet again. You still owe me....."



Rainy Day Experience Ch. 02



I was sitting at my desk, munching on some chips and thinking about Lynn, our receptionist and her fantastic boobs. My cock began to stir again thinking of her hands stroking me off in the car; so needless to say, I tried to stay at my desk. It was really a grind dealing with the mundane things when all of a sudden an Instant Message popped up on my screen. It was Lynn asking me if I was at my desk. I IM'd her back saying I was and then my phone rang.

"Hi, Lynn."

"Hi Mark."

"How are you doing this afternoon?"

"I am doing ok, but all I can think about is you, Lynn."

'Same here, you really got me going," she said and then whispering "I'm soaked down there."

"Well we need to do something about that."

"I was thinking, I don't live far from here, why don't you come over when you get finished and I will make you some dinner."

"That sounds good," I said. Actually that sounds really good I thought to myself. My wife was out of town this week.

Lynn sent me an email with her address and called me on her way out the door to remind me, as if I needed a reminder! The tent in my pants was all I needed. I tried to finish up and about an hour later; I turned off my computer and left the office. Lynn lived in a nice four bedroom colonial about ten minutes from the office. I pulled up and parked in the driveway and walked up to the door, being careful as it was dark outside. 

I knocked on the door and she opened it, smiling and I walked in and she closed the door. As soon as she closed the door she turned and kissed me on the lips. I kissed her back and she broke the embrace.

"We'll save that for later. Right now, dinner is ready."

We walked into the dining room and sat down and had dinner and a glass of wine by candlelight. We made some small talk and as I looked around I saw pictures of her kids, grandkids, and her husband. Once dinner was done, she told me to go relax in the living room while she did the dishes and cleanup. I offered to help but she explained that she wanted to do it as it made her feel good to do this for a man.

After about fifteen minutes, she walked in and sat down next to me on the couch, with two cups of coffee for after dinner. The living room was nice with a TV, some bookcases, couch, loveseat, and recliner. I kind of smiled as it was a little dated, and she probably had not changed anything since her husband had died. Some soft music was playing on the radio and we sat and drank our coffee and chatted. I figured that since she was a little older, this must be the way she did things when her husband was alive, kind of an old school thing. As we talked, my eyes kept darting at her shapely legs and her breasts, the button undone a few buttons displaying her spectacular cleavage.

"This is really nice, Lynn."

"Thanks, Mark. It is so nice to cook for a man again after all these years."

I reached over and had her turn a bit and began to gently rub her back. She leaned in a little bit as I slowly rubbed her neck and shoulders. As I did so I leaned into her and gently nibbled on her ear. She moaned softly as I did this and she shivered a bit.

"Mmm I like that, Mark."

"I'm glad, sweetie."

Slowly she turned toward me and our lips met, lightly at first. We paused and I took her glasses off and set them down on the coffee table and looked at her.

"You are really pretty, Lynn."

"Thanks, Mark, you are handsome yourself. You are always complimenting me."

Slowly we moved into each other, and our lips parted as we kissed again. Her arms were down as I reached in with my left hand inside her blouse, to feel the satin bra restraining her enormous breasts. She pulled back a little and began unbuttoning her blouse all the way as I continued to kiss her, and I helped her shrug it off. The black satin bra dug into her a bit and the top of her pantyhose went over her stomach and came up just below the line of her bra. I loved the roundness of her stomach and found it an immense turn on.

Her breathing was getting a little quicker and shallower as I continued to rub her breasts, first one and then the other. I loved the feeling of her nipples through the fabric as I squeezed and rubbed her huge tits. I had long dreamed of being able to do this and I was enjoying the moment. She still seemed a bit shy so I grabbed her hand and moved it to my crotch. At first she just left it there, not moving it, but then slowly, as we kissed some more, her hand began moving back and forth on it. Reaching behind her, I undid the clasp of her bra and slipped my hand underneath her left breast, its fullness more than filling my hands. She gasped slightly as I cupped her breast, and I leaned in and began licking around the areola, flicking her nipple with my tongue. Her nipples were extremely erect and large, and very sensitive. By doing this, she seemed to get more excited, and she was now squeezing my erection through my pants. I could feel the strain against my underwear and pants, and knew the precum was now flowing freely.

I removed her bra as she unbuttoned my shirt, and I took it off as she set her bra down. I leaned in and began licking and biting her ear and whispered to her to unzip my pants. I reached down to undo my belt as her hands unzipped me and she reached in to pull out my engorged cock. 

I stood up and kicked off my shoes and pants and underwear, my cock sticking straight in front of her face. She reached out to grab it again and kissed it gently.

"Oh it has been so long, I never thought I would get to do this again."

Saying nothing, I pushed toward her mouth and she took it in, licking the head and stroking it. It was always a fantasy to fuck an older lady and seeing her with her gray haired wig on, licking my cock was awesome. I pulled back and had her lay on the couch, unbuttoned her skirt and slid it off of her, leaving her in her pantyhose and nothing else.

I began rubbing her thighs as I stood above her and to the side and then climbed in between her legs, licking her thighs and playing with her clit through her hose which were soaked with her juices. She had a very hairy pussy.

"Lynn, what happened to your underwear?"

"Oh God, Mark, they were so soaked I took them off at work."

"This looks so sexy. I love how a woman looks in pantyhose."

"I knew that. I can always tell you look at my legs more when I wear them. Besides, all men like women in nylons I think."

I licked her pussy through the hose, my hands spreading her thighs apart as I dove in, licking up and down the length of her pussy. She was rolling her head back and forth, and at that moment, I gripped the seam of her pantyhose and ripped them open to get direct access.

"What are you doing, I could have taken those off."

"Don't worry," I said as I looked up at her from between her legs, "I'll buy you more."

I immediately immersed myself in her pussy, licking and taking in her scent. Turning my head sideways, I flicked my tongue back and forth sideways inside of her pussy, making her squirm. 

"Oh, oh, yessss," she cried.

I continued to lick her, inserting two fingers in her pussy and carefully moved them in and out of her as I licked her. I was surprised at how tight she was, but figured since it had been about ten years, there was a good reason for it. All of a sudden, she began rolling around and breathing hard, and her moaning became very loud.

"Yes, yes, don't stop, oh yes." She yelled. As she did so, her hands went down and pushed my head into her pussy. Her whole body convulsed as her orgasm overwhelmed her. Sighing deeply, she pulled my head up and I slid up to kiss her on the mouth, pausing to kiss each one of her breasts on the way.

"How are you feeling, Lynn?"

"I feel great! I haven't had anyone do that for me in a very long time."

I kissed her and asked, "Are you ready for more?"

Smiling, she reached down and grabbed my stiff cock and rubbed it around her pussy. "Do it. I want to feel you inside me."

Slowly, I worked my cock inside of her pussy as I looked down to admire the view. Her tits looked like giant jello molds, jiggling as I began to move in and out of her. The couch was a bit cramped and it was not very comfortable.

"Lynn, let's take this to the bedroom."

Without a word, I stood up and held out my hand to help her up. She took my hand and led me back to the bedroom. She pulled back the covers and then lay down on her back and I climbed into bed, getting on top of her in between her legs. She then turned off the light and there was a faint glow coming from the other room.

"I like it dark like this. My Ben liked to do it with the lights out."

This was the first time she had mentioned her husband, and I figured if that would make her comfortable, who was I to argue?

"Mark, I have not done this in a long time."

"Don't worry, Lynn, it will be alright. Just tell me what you like."

Sliding my cock back in, I started pumping her slowly, her tits jiggling around as our bodies moved back and forth. I could not believe I was actually fucking her. Reaching down, I grabbed her boobs as I slide in and out, and she reached up and held my arms as I continued to slowly go in and out of her. Leaning forward to get closer I licked her tits as I continued to fuck her, the only sounds in the room our moaning and grunting, and the sound of my dick going in and out of her pussy.

"Lynn, this feels great."

"Yes it does, I've missed this feeling so much. I love how you feel inside me."

"Mmm, you like getting fucked?"

"Oh my such language. He never talked to me like that," referring again to her husband.

"But you like it don't you?"

"Yes, I always wanted to..."

"Good because I am going to fuck you good baby." I picked up the pace, shoving my rock hard cock in and out of her, watching her tits jiggling around. Reaching down, I grabbed and held her by her tits as I fucked her harder. She put her arms back and was just enjoying the ride.

"Oh yeah this feels so good I'm going to cum soon, but I want to cum all over your big tits."

"Yes, I have never had a man do that to me, I want you to cum on them." 

Feeling my balls begin to tighten, I pulled out and slid up straddling her chest. 

"Stroke it for me baby and make me spray on those tits."

Eagerly obeying, she grabbed my stiffness and began stroking for all it was worth. Quickly, my first shot went out, splattering her neck.

"Don't stop now, keep going."

She kept up the pace as rope after rope of hot white cum shot out hitting her tits, her chin, and just about everywhere in between. I could not believe how much I was cumming. She continued to stroke me as the last bit oozed out, and I looked down to see the pools and strings of cum all over her

"OH, my, Mark, that was a lot you poor boy, you had a lot built up."

"See how hot you make me?" I said. I leaned over and licked some of my own cum off of her tits and then kissed her deeply, our tongues exchanging my cum. I then rolled off of her and to the side and she slid in next to me and we kissed and rubbed each other.

"So how was that, Lynn?"

"I have to be honest with you that was fantastic. I have not had sex in over ten years and thought I might never have it again."

"I find that hard to believe. You are a very attractive woman."

"Well all that matters is that you think so. My husband was very old fashioned and did not do some of those things."

As we lay together we dozed off in each other's arms. I am not sure how long I had been sleeping but I felt a warm wet feeling on my cock. I opened my eyes to see Lynn sucking on my semi-erect cock, basically bringing it back to life. I was enthralled by the fact that she had shed her wig. Her hair was gray and close cropped, like a crew cut probably because she wore wigs all the time. Not wanting to disturb a good thing, I pretended to be asleep. Stroking it with one hand, she played with my balls as she tried to work more and more of it in her mouth. As I continued to watch, she eventually was able to get the entire thing in her mouth. My cock was now rock hard and I grabbed her head and forced it down and began fucking her mouth. She paused a few times as she tried to keep pace but basically did not pull away.

"Mmm what a nice way to wake up."

"I'm glad you like it. I'm impressed you get hard again so easily."

""With you, all the time."

"Mark, my dear husband, God rest his soul, was very conventional and did not do much other than get on top and do it and be done. I want to do whatever you want to do. I haven't felt like this ever."

"I want you right now to get on your knees, so I can fuck you from behind."

Dutifully obeying, she got on all fours, and I ripped her pantyhose a little more. The sight of the ladders running across her ass looked hot as I pushed in and easily entered her pussy. Grabbing her hips, I began sliding in and out of her.

"So you have never been taken from behind like this have you baby?"

"No, but I like it."

I leaned forward on her back and reached around grabbed her bouncing tits. I could not get a really good grip on them because she was a little chubby around the middle, but I could get a decent grip and squeezed them as I fucked her. She pushed hard back against me pushing my cock deep inside her.

"Oh fuck me, Mark. Fuck me I want your big dick in my pussy." Wow she was even talking dirty now which really turned me on.

"Mmm, I wonder what everyone at work would say if they knew you were such a little slut for cock."

"I don't care."

I leaned back and grabbed her hips again, grinding my cock in and out of her. I picked up the pace as she began fingering herself, knowing that she was going to cum soon as well. Her tits were so big they swung like giant pendulums and I could see them moving around as I continued to pound her pussy. Finally, I could no longer hold out and came hard, depositing my load in her pussy as she moaned.

"Oh please don't stop I'm almost there, don't stop."

She moved back against me harder and I kept fucking her until she started shaking, her orgasm overwhelming her and my dick popped out as she lay down on the bed on her stomach. I lay down gently to the side, draping one leg over her as I kissed her cheek, and we fell asleep that way.



Rainy Day Girl



*This story is not necessarily true. It is true in that some part of it did happen, but a major part did not. Names have been changed. Feel free to email constructive criticism and/or support. **

It was a bad day at school. I had not done my previous night’s reading/English homework, and had gotten a lecture from the teacher about the importance of it. After school, I was supposed to stay after and get band tutoring. I didn’t, instead pretending that I forgot, and went home. To top it off, it was raining pretty hard that day. When I got home, I realized that I had forgotten my house key, and had no way of getting in and drying off. I went under my front porch and sat, in order to wait for my mom to get home.

As it was soon after the Christmas break, it was slightly cold out side to begin with. Add to that the extreme wetness of my clothes. I was shivering and thinking that I would get hypothermia. Next door to us lived a family with many children; including one that I thought was a goddess. Her name was Rachel, and she had medium length brown hair, full hips, nice breasts, and a very tight ass. She happened to get home while I was shivering my ass off outside. She came over and asked me if I would like to go in her house and dry off.

“Yes, please!” I managed to say through my shivers.

We entered her house, and I found that we were the only people there. She told me that there was a bathrobe in the bathroom, and if I would give her my clothes, she would put them in the dryer for me. I thanked her, and entered the bathroom. As I took off my soaking clothes, I noticed that there was no bathrobe. I opened the door a crack and softly yelled, “Where is the bathrobe?” 

I guess she must have realized that it wasn’t there, saying, “Just wrap a towel around your self.”

As it was, all of my clothes, including my underwear was wet. I left the bathroom with a towel around my waist and my wet clothes in my hands. 

“Her, give me your clothes. I’ve fixed you some hot chocolate.”

“Thanks.” I replied, taking a seat at the table.

She put the clothes into the dryer and started it. She sat down and began to drink her own glass of hot chocolate. I guess that the glass was too hot to touch, because she dropped it. The glass did not break, but the hot chocolate did spill all over her shirt. 

“Shit! Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say that!” she said.

Now being an eighteen-year-old boy, the sight of her now wet shirt clinging to her breasts gave me an instant erection. I am not by any means large, but a 6 and a half inch penis, that was somewhat thick, is by no means small. As she picked up the dropped cup, she happened to glance my way. She obviously saw my dick, because she got this weird look in her eyes. She put her cup in the sink, and went to her room to change.

After about a minute my erection started to lose its rigidity, and she called down to me, “Could you please bring me a towel from the closet?”

I grabbed a towel and started to hang it on the door. Just then she opened the door, here shirt off, giving me a clear view of her black-lace bra covered tits. My erection came back full force, and I made the mistake of trying to cover it up. My towel hit the ground giving her a clear view of my dong.

I know that my face was beet-red, because I started to feel all hot. Apparently, she didn’t seem to mind all that much, because she just stood there and stared. I bent down to grab the towel, but she stopped me.

“Did these cause that?” she asked, indicating her tits.

I simply nodded. She took my hand and led me into her room. She motioned for me to sit on her bed, which I did. “Well, you certainly are a good size, aren’t you?” she asked getting down on her knees. 

All I could do was sit there, paralyzed by my embarrassment. She lowered her head, and gently took my hard member in her mouth. I was in heaven. I had only ever used masturbation for release, and this felt a thousand times greater than my hand ever had. Though it was only a minute, it felt like it had taken forever for me to shoot my load. It was small, so she had no trouble in swallowing it all. 

She stood up, licking her lips, and said, “How was it?”

“… Great!” I finally managed to say after I had recovered.

“Well, I guess it’s not fair for me to see you, but you not to see me.” She said as she slowly unzipped her pants, and pulled them off, leaving her in only her bra and thong panties. “I don’t want to be unfair.” She said, sensuously, as she unhooked her bra and let it drop to the floor. 

Even though I had just cum, my dick instantly sprang to attention. She smiled and turned around, giving me a good view of her butt. Then she slowly bent over, and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties. She turned her head to the side, as she pulled them down, staring at my dick. I was treated to a fine view of her firm ass and hairless cunt. She stood up and turned around, revealing a thin triangle of hair, pointing to her hidden honey pot. She came over to her bed, and pulled me off, setting me on the floor, and taking my place on the bed. She spread her legs, and said, “How about some of this?”

She licked her right hand, and slowly rubbed it down her body. She paused for a moment at her tiny nipples, turning them into hardened pebbles. She made her way down to her pussy, and spread it open, revealing her very wet, very pink center. 

“Just lick it like it was an ice cream cone.” She instructed. 

I slowly moved my head to her, and extended my tongue. As soon as it touched her, she let out a soft moan. Slowly, I began to lick up and down on her slit. She started to squirm slightly, moving her hips in rhythm of my licking. I started licking faster and faster, causing her movements to become wilder and wilder. Suddenly, her movements brought her hard love button smashing into my nose. She went wild, moaning loudly, and crying out. Sweet juices started pouring out of her hole, and I drank as much as I could. 

When she was done, she moved back and gave out a long sigh. I just sat there, dizzy from the experience. She picked me up, and started to kiss me. Becoming bolder, I moved my tongue into her mouth. As our tongues entwined, she got on top of me, and grabbed my dick. She was about to put it into her wet hole, when the timer on the dryer went off. As if something were trying to tell us something, the phone began to ring at that exact same moment. “Fuck!” Rachel cried, as she pushed me off and answered the phone.

“Hello,” she sighed. After two seconds, her expression turned to one of horror. “Okay mom, bye.” She said.

Then she turned to me and said, “My mom will be home in five minutes. We’d better get dressed.”

She put her clothes on, while I went to the dryer and grabbed my clothes and hurried to put them on. I just happened to look out of the window, and saw my mom pulling into our driveway. I went to Rachel’s room, and told her that my mom was home, and I had to go.

“Wait a second,” she said. She grabbed my backpack, and stuffed something in it.

“Thank you,” I said, walking to the door.

“If you ever get locked out of your house again, just come on over.” She said, with a subtle wink.

“I sure will!” I exclaimed.

When i got home, i checked my back pack, and found that she had given me her panties. You can guess that I would be forgetting my key alot from now on!

*Well, how was it? If you think that I should write continue with the story, drop me a line. As I said at the start of the story, constructive criticism is welcome, but flames are not. I hope you enjoyed this small story. ** 



Rainy Day Girl



Author’s Note: My thanks to fellow Literotica writer ‘Rainy Day Girl’, who suggested the original story, and assisted with parts of the scenario and descriptions. This story is dedicated to her. The spelling mistakes and poor grammar are, however, all mine. GA.

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‘Damn.’ I though, ‘I must have missed the turning.’

It was a Sunday afternoon and I was on my way to a hotel tucked away in the New Forest, where my company had sent me for a course on ‘Assertiveness in the work-place.’ I had been tempted to show my assertiveness by throwing the instructions away, but then thought ‘Why not? Three days in a country hotel at the company’s expense sounded quite appealing’. Six of us were due to take the course which started on Monday at 10.00am, but I was the only one who had elected to drive down the night before, the others driving down the following morning. 

I pulled the car over to the side of the road, and fished the map off the back-seat. It had been a baking hot afternoon, but dark clouds were ominously gathering to the west and I switched the overhead light on to study the map. The map plainly showed that I’d passed a turning to the left 2 or 3 miles back. How could I have missed it? Perhaps I was getting tired, I thought. I’d already been driving for a couple of hours without a break, and I could do with getting out the car and stretching my legs. I checked the map again. There was another turning further on which, though it was a minor road, I could use to get where I was heading. ‘Turn back and look for the main turning or carry on and take the back road?’ I thought. I decided to drive on, take the next left and park somewhere for a quarter of an hour and take a break.

I switched off the light, threw the map on the back seat and moved off. The turning to the left was just around the next bend, and ten minutes later I was parked off the road, and out of the car admiring the scenery. This was my first time in the New Forest and rather than being forested as I had expected, the gentle slopes were covered in purplish heather. As it was a late Sunday afternoon, I’d expected families to be out enjoying the local beauty spot, yet there was no-one around, apart from a couple of ponies half-a-mile or so further on. They appeared completely disinterested in me. Perhaps it was the looming clouds that had sent the picnickers back home. 

I opened the boot of my car and restacked the CD player. Much as though I listen to a lot of the modern stuff, when I’m driving I like to listen oldies that I can sing along to. I selected Bob Dylan’s ‘Greatest Hits’, The Beatles’ ‘Let It Be’ album, and put them in the CD player, along with a few more modern selections. Despite the imminent showers it was still sweltering outside. Within a few minutes the humidity was getting to me, I could feel my shirt beginning to stick to my back. I clambered back into the coolness of the car, turned the ignition-key so that the music would kick in. Although I’d not intended to take such a long break, I sat there for half-an-hour my eyes closed, listening to Dylan. Apart from one lorry that passed me, whose rumblings made me briefly open my eyes, I didn’t see or sense anyone else there.

Ah well, I thought, I guess I’d better get going. Starting the car up, I moved down the road towards the ponies. The road was quite a narrow one, but it was a pleasant drive none the less. The ponies again ignored me as I drove slowly passed, and the road crested the next ridge and again dipped down into another glade of purple heather. As I eased round a bend I suddenly had to slam on the brakes as a woman jumped out at me waving me down. I wasn’t driving fast, but still screeched to a halt. I opened the passenger window, and she stuck her head in.

“Hi,” an American voice said, “look sorry to jump out like that, but, er, do you possible have a cell-phone I could use?” 

She was strikingly good looking, long dark hair framing an oval face with soft hazel eyes, and high cheek-bones. I couldn’t see much of else of her, leaning in as she was, but her gorgeous face flustered me for a moment. “Um, yes, er, of course,” I said, reaching for the mobile attached to the dashboard. “Have you broken down or something?”

“Well, not exactly,” she said taking the offered mobile, “I’m sort of stranded here. I’d just like to phone a friend of mine and get her to pick me up.”

“Well I can gift you a lift,” I asked, “where are you heading?”

“No really, thank you. If it’s all the same to you I’d rather just call her and wait if you don’t mind. Listen, could you hold the phone a second, I need to get the number out my bag.”

She handed the phone back to me and withdrew her head, and straightened up, so that from my position all I could now see was the upper-half of her body, the rest of her hidden from view by the door frame. She was wearing a light cream-coloured summer dress, and I admired the swell of her breasts, there being little else of her visible from my position. I’d no idea how long she had been out in this sun, but beads of perspiration had caused the dress to become slightly transparent and I could see the outline of a bra through the clothing, and the indentations against the dress fabric where her nipples pushed through. I watched her hands delve into a rucksack, emerging a few seconds later holding a little pocket-book. She flipped through the pages and found the number she was after. Once again those stunning features poked through the car window.

“Right, I’ve got it. I’ll make the call as quick as I can,” she said.

“Before you do that,” I said, “it really would be no problem to drop you off somewhere. “I’m in no particular rush and …”

“Thank you, but no. I’m sure you’re being very kind, but the last guy who gave me a lift tried it on with me, and dumped me here I in the middle of nowhere.”

“Tried it on?”

“Well you know, he wanted some, er, fun. Now, where exactly am I? I’ll need to give Jane, my friend, some directions.”

I leaned over and retrieved the map again from the back-seat. Opening it up to the right page I pointed to where we were on the map.

“And where’s Christchurch?” she asked, “That’s where Jane lives.”

“Christchurch!” I said pointing it out on the map, “That must be close to an hour’s drive away, and I think it’s about to rain. You’ll be drenched before she gets here. Let me at least drive you as far as the next village, where you can wait for her in a pub or something.”

She gave me a doubtful look.

“Look,” I ventured one last time, “why don’t you call your friend, give her my name, and phone number, and then you’ll know you’ll I won’t try anything on.”

She thought about it again for a moment. “OK then, and thank you, you’re very kind. It does look like it’s going to get rather wet soon.”

Still with her head bent in through the window, she punched in the number and I heard her half of the conversation. “Hi Jane, it’s me. Listen I’m stuck somewhere in the New Forest, is there any chance of you picking me up?” There was a few moments silence and then “Well Matt gave me a life to Southampton, and from there I thumbed a ride off some lorry driver, and he’s dumped me here.” More silence. “Yes I know you warned me against thumbing rides but I’m fine, just stuck that’s all.” Another pause and she carried on “No, I’m not in a call-box, some guy stopped and lent me his mobile.” Yet more silence before “Hang on a second, I’ll ask him.” She turned to me and said ‘Jane wants to know exactly where we are.”

“Shall I speak to her?” I asked.

“Please,” she said handing me the phone.

“Hi,” I said taking the phone.

“Hello I’m Jane,” a voice said in my ear, “who’s this?”

“Hi Jane, my name’s Paul Oudenaar and we’re by Furzey Down on the road that leads to Lyndhurst. I think we’re close to a village called Minstead. Now I’m heading for Lyndhurst, but as I told your friend, I’m in no great rush and don’t mind taking her to Christchurch.”

“Well if you’re sure, that would be great,” said Jane. “I don’t really like leaving my daughter on her own. Can I speak with Lisa again please?” I handed the phone back to the girl who now had a name at least.

“Hi Jane.” Again there was a pause then “OK, I’ll see you soon, bye.”

Lisa handed the phone back to me. “If you’re really don’t mind taking me, that would be wonderful.”

“Honestly, it really is no problem,” I said.

Lisa opened the back-door and slung her bag on the back-seat, and got in the front. We set off, heading down the hill towards Minstead. 

“So I guess your Lisa,” I ventured, “I’m Paul by the way. You’re from the States, Texas right? Here on holiday?”

“Er, yes, hi Paul, no I’m from Illinois and yes, in that order,” she said.

I grinned “So what happened earlier on?”

“Well, I’ve been in London for a just over a week now, and been meaning to go and stay with Jane for a few days, before I fly back to Chicago on Sunday. Anyway there’s a guy there I know who works in our London office called Matt, and he offered to drive me down as far as Southampton, as he was going that way, and I tried to hitch a lift from there.”

“And then what?”

“Well after Matt dropped me, this truck stopped for me and the driver seemed alright, although he was a big fat guy in this dirty white T-shirt, but anyhow he’s seemed OK. We’d been going, I don’t know, half-an-hour or so, and he pulls down this road and said ‘I guess it’s a ride for a ride.’ So I said ‘what are you talking about’, knowing full well what he meant, and he pulls over to the side of the road, back where you stopped, and said, ‘Lady, I gave you a ride, how about giving me one as a way of thanks.’

“Jesus, so what did you do?”

“I told him I already had one asshole in my panties and didn’t need another one in there, and opened the door to jump out.

I laughed, despite of the seriousness of what Lisa was saying and asked what he did next.

“Well I thought he was going to come after me, but he just called me a prick-teasing slut and drove off. I stood there for a few minutes, a bit shaken, and thinking, ‘God I haven’t a clue where I am’, and then fortunately you came along.”

“I’m glad I did,” I said, “are you sure you’re OK now?”

“Yeah, really I’m fine,” she said, “I just want to get to Jane’s place. And I’m sorry for being a bit standoffish earlier, I just, well you know…”

Whilst we talked I took the opportunity to glance scrumptiously in her direction. The lorry-driver may have been as an asshole, but he did have taste. She had a body to match her gorgeous face. The dress reached down to her knees, below which two lovely bare legs stretched out. Further up her breasts were threatening the material of the dress. I wonder what she’s wearing underneath, I thought. Stop it, I thought again, you’re as bad as that lorry driver.

Lisa’s voice cut into my reverie. “You’re a Dylan fan I see,” she said nodding towards the stereo.

“Well, I not fanatically,” I replied, “apparently you’re supposed to either love or hate Dylan, but I think he’s just OK, but nothing more than that. Some of his stuff his very good, but others ones leave me cold. This ‘Greatest Hits’ album I do like, particularly this track.” ‘Just Like A Woman’ was just coming to an end, and a sort of New Orleans type jazz piece heralded the next number. “This track is a strange track, are you familiar with it?”

“No, I’m not much into Dylan, “she said, “What’s this song called?”

“‘Rainy Day Women Nos 12 & 35,’ whatever that means,” I said.

“You’re kidding!”

“No, seriously, that’s what it’s called.”

“Oh, I believe you,” she said, “it’s just, well, my nickname is ‘Rainy Day Girl’!”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, really,” she said, “a few friends call me that because I love the rain. Splashing in puddles, watching lightning flashing, that sort of thing.”



“Well I think you’re in for a good evening then,” I said. “It looks like the sky’s are about to burst.”

We drove on in silence down the long and winding road listening to the song and the following one, the final track off the album. The album finished and the machine automatically kicked in The Beatles, ‘Let It Be’ album. I had to smile to my self as the opening words to the album came on: ‘Two of riding nowhere, spending someone’s holidays’ sang Lennon.

‘That’s very apt,” said Lisa, as if reading my thoughts.

“Yeah isn’t it. Do you like The Beatles?” I asked.

“Doesn’t everyone?” she replied.

Ah, a woman of taste as well as looks, I thought. We listened in silence again as we passed through one of the picturesque villages of the New Forest. There was still little traffic on the road, but the dark clouds overhead meant I had to put my lights on. The song finished and we were into second track ‘Dig A Pony’.

“Even more apt,” said Lisa, pointing to a trio of New England ponies standing in the heather. I smiled.

“Paul,” she asked softly after a few more minutes of silence, “do you think I’m a prick-tease?”

“What?”

“Well you know what that truck-driver said, about me being a prick-tease?”

“No, certainly not,” I protested, “I mean, well you’re very good-looking, but just because some dirty old man tries it on with you, that don’t mean you’re leading them on.”

“OK,” she said quietly still apparently deep in thought.

I stole another glance in her direction. Mind you, I wouldn’t mind if you teased me a bit I thought.

The Beatles sang on as we continued down the road, which now dipped and rose as it passed through a wooded part of the forest. The rain which had been threatening for some time, now started to fall. First a couple of thick wet drops landed on the windscreen, and they were soon followed by more. “Enjoy,” I said, gesturing to through the windscreen.

“Hmm,” she responded.

Suddenly I felt her hand on my thigh. This caused me to swerve the car momentarily. I looked over to Lisa. She had her eyes closed and was facing straight ahead but there was no mistaking the action. Her hand was deliberately lying on my thigh. We continued in silence for a few moments, and then I felt the hand creeping slowly further upwards. I slowed down and glanced in her direction again. This time her face was facing me, those soft brown eyes alert and staring at me.

“I’m really not a prick-tease,” she said, “in fact I can be a very horny person.”

I didn’t know what to say, but I could feel my cock stiffen, as her hand edged towards it.

“Really?” was all I could muster.

“Really. And wet weather makes me feel a bit horny,” she continued. Her hand was nearing my crotch, and I was very conscious of its edging upwards, but I had a more immediate concern to think about. We had just arrived at some crossroads. There were no sign-posts there and I didn’t know which way to turn.

“Left or right?” I asked. 

“She looked up at the road. “Straight on,” she said.

There was nothing straight ahead but a small deserted woodland car-park for visitors to the forest. I drove into the car-park, stopped the car and switched the lights and engine off. There was no sound other than the rain drumming onto the roof. I turned to face Lisa.

“Very horny,” she whispered, her hand now resting on my bulging jeans. Her fingers now started to stroke me through the material. She leaned towards me and brought her mouth to mine. A long passionate kiss followed, her tongue sliding into my mouth and tracing the edge of my teeth. We finally broke, and I unbuckled my seat-belt and brought my arm up to her left breast.

“No.” she whispered, her voice barely audible above the noise of the rain, “Outside, in the rain.” She removed her hand from me, unbuckled herself and opened her door. I followed suit.

Outside the rain was lightly falling. I went round to the other side of the car where Lisa stood leaning against the door. She was unbuttoning the blue buttons down the front of her dress. The sides of the dress gaped open partially revealing the inner curves of her ripe breasts, encased in a blue and white checked bra. 

“Come here,” she said, “I want you.”

I stood in front of her and bent my head slightly to kiss her again fully on the lips. Her arms reached behind me pulling me in towards her. Still with our mouths together, my hands start exploring her luscious body. Starting at her sides I brought them up and inwards to touch those glorious breasts, but our bodies were too close together. We broke off creating a small space between us. My hands now moved inwards to encircle them through the dress which was hanging limply off her shoulders. Tears off rain were trickling down her face, but those hazel eyes were open looking directly into mine, imploring me to explore further. Her hands, meanwhile, were busy on their own journey of discovery, tugging the T-shirt out of my jeans, and sliding up underneath onto the skin of my back. I moved both hands inside the two folds of her dress and firmly grasped each breast, as she arched her back to thrust them into my palms. My fingers traced the outline of their curves, then moved to the bottom seam of each cup and nudged their way under. Easing the still clasped bra up and off her globes, I exposed their full nakedness to my eyes at last, and cupped the underside of each breast in my hands, flicking the thumbs across the erect nipples.



She gasped, and closed her eyes momentarily. Her left hand was still roaming my back, but her right was now on the small of my back trying to worm its way under the waistband of my jeans. Finding little room for manoeuvre, she extracted her hand and brought it between us, searching out my belt. Again the closeness of our bodies made it difficult for her frantic fingers. 

“Damm it,” she murmured.

I grinned, stepped slightly back, and unbuckled the trouser belt so that the two ends hung from the loops. Lisa reached out, unbuttoned the stud at the top of my jeans, and lowered the zip. The two sides parted slightly, as my stiff cock prodded the boxers out, but for the moment she wasn’t interested in that. Her hands reached back around me again, both palms delving under the now loose waist-band, reaching inside my shorts. She pushed her hands further down gripping my ass, and sliding the jeans down to my knees. I could feel the warm air and the spots of rain against the back of my thighs, as her hands kneaded the flesh.

I needed her flesh too. I moved my hands back to her breasts, again cupping the undersides as my thumbs repeated the circular motion across the nipples.

She moaned softly and then again slightly louder as I brought my mouth down to her left nipple. I licked, and sucked the erect tissue, flicking its supple head across my tongue. Her left hand let go of my ass, and planted itself on the back of my head pulling me deeper into her softness, whilst her other hand continued to roam across my ass cheeks. I could feel her fingers spread as with thumb and fore-finger on my right cheek, and the two little digits on the other, her middle finger probed deeply along the cleft between my buttocks. I brought my head back up to hers.

“I want to taste you!” she exclaimed, and squatted down on her haunches, in front of me where my jeans were already at half-mast and my shorts were tenting out in front. She pulled the waistband of the boxers forward, and my cock sprang free.

“Hmm,” she whispered, before taking the head between her lips. For a few moments she just teased me, with only the tip between her lips, her tongue flicking back and forth across the sensitive part. 

“Hmm,” she said again, “taste’s good.” She took me in her mouth again, this time engulfing me, her lips sliding slowly up and down the shaft, the warmth and wetness of her mouth nearly driving me crazy. I stretched out on arm above her bobbing head and leant against the side of the car, my other hand immersed in the soft brown hair of her head. I could feel the raindrops in her hair, as I eased the movement of her head. Her warmth, her wetness was all too much for me and I feared I was about to come. She held still, my cock still embedded in her mouth. Slowly, gently, I thrust forward, setting the tempo now, fucking her mouth. For a couple of minutes I stayed with the movement, easing slightly out and then back between her lips. Lisa kept her head perfectly still, the only movement she made being with her tongue which continued to pleasure the tip. I could feel that tingling in my groin, and I knew I was close to coming. I pulled out of her mouth, and pulled Lisa upright.




Rainy Day Girl



“My turn,” I said.

“I think you mean my turn,” she replied. “I love having my pussy licked.”

“Lay down on the bonnet,” I said.

“The bonnet?” She gave me an enquiring look.

I gestured towards the front of the car.

“Oh you mean the hood? That’s what we call them.” She moved over to the front of the car, sat on the edge of the hood, and leant back. “The engine’s still warm,” she said a seductive smile across her rain-streaked face, “and my dress is gonna get wet with that rain. Warm and wet, just how I like it!”

I shuffled over ungainly with my jeans now round my ankles and my cock sticking out of my shorts, and looked down at her. With legs dangling over the edge, dress rucked up high on her thighs, breasts half exposed, and hair splayed out across the wet metal, she looked one of the most arousing sights I’d ever seen. Her hands, down by her sides, now took hold of the hem of her dress and slowly eased it up, her thighs and panties slowly came into view. They matched the bra which was still hanging, unladylike, around her neck, a cotton check of blue and white.

“Take them off,” she commanded.

I put my hands on her thighs and eased them upwards.

“No,” she said, “use your teeth!”

I raised an eyebrow in surprise, and buried my face between her thighs. Lightly nipping some of the material between my teeth, I tugged gently but to no avail. Lisa lifted her ass slightly to help me but they wouldn’t move. Impatience got the better of me. Rather than persist in this futile attempt I moved the crotch of the material sideways with my teeth, exposing her pussy. Her public hair was neatly trimmed along the length of her nether lips. Drops of moisture glistened on the tiny hairs at the base.

I was about to bring my tongue down, when I heard the sound of a car coming down the long and winding road that we had travelled down. It stopped at the junction, the full glare of its lights settling on us, as we froze. What a sight we must have presented to the driver, Lisa splayed out on the bonnet of the car, dress open and bunched around her waist, and me with my jeans around my ankles and my face in her crotch. The driver made a right turn, and drove off beeping his horn twice as he did so. We both laughed out loud.

I returned to the job in hand. Bringing my face closer still, I placed my tongue at her entrancing entrance and lapped at her then pushed my tongue inside making circular motions along the inner walls of her cavern.

“Taste good?” she enquired.

“Warm and wet, just how I like it,” I replied.

She laughed. “Well hurry up,” she said, “I want your cock inside me!”

“Yes, ma’am!”

I licked and nipped for another 30 seconds or so, withdrew and pulled her to her feet. We moved back to the side of the car, effectively blocking our view from any other passing motorist. The rain was getting heavier now, I could feel it drumming against the back of my legs, my T-shirt, and against my head. She stood in front of me again, the rainwater now dripping down her face, her hair now hanging a bit lank. She looks sexy as hell, I thought. The now wet dress had fallen back in place, but I didn’t let it hang there long. With my hand I reach down, put my hand on her right leg and drew it up along her thigh. My fingers found her panties, still askew, and reached for the wet cleft. I slipped two fingers inside her, causing her to gasp again, her pelvic thrusts pushing against my hand. For a short while my fingers continued to pump in and out of her, before I brought them out completely and up on to her clit. 

She gasped again, louder this time as I pressed gently but firmly against her.

“I want you inside me,” she commanded again, more insistently this time.

Withdrawing my hand, I pushed my shorts completely down and thrust forward. Lisa’s own hand reached down to engulf me and guide me inside her. Our actions became more frenetic now. Her hands were around me again, grasping the globes of my ass, dragging me deeper inside her. I pumped in and out of her, thrusting with every onslaught, the tempo increasing with every thrust. Her gasps grew louder still, until with one last surge she dug her nails into me pulling me in as deep as she could, and came loudly, her face screwed up with ecstasy.

We held still for a moment, I still deep inside her, whilst we both got out breath back.

“Phew,” she said, “that was good, I needed that.”

“My pleasure.”

“No, you’ve yet to have your pleasure,” she said with a laugh. “Let me turn round, I want it doggy-style, and to feel your cum inside me.”

I slipped out of her, my cock still hard, and Lisa turned round and bent over the hood of the car. The back of her dress fell down in place, and I lifted and flicked the now soaking cotton material up on to her back. Her ass was sticking out at me, still hidden by the blue and white panties, with the crotch pushed to one side. I reached out with one hand pull the panties further across, and pressed my cock up against her pussy. She was sopping wet and my cock eased straight in.

In this position, with Lisa half-bent across the car, and me standing between her splayed legs, it felt as if I were even deeper inside her as I thrust forward again. Again our tempos increased with every thrust I made, our gasps becoming more urgent and laboured. I couldn’t keep it up long, the excitement of the situation, the weather, and the wetness of her pussy, drove me to my climax as Lisa reached hers again, bringing her thighs together at the peak of our orgasm.

For a long while we stood like that, Lisa leant forward her breasts pushing into the wet metal of the car-hood, and myself leaning over her, my cock still embedded inside her. Finally I felt myself getting softer and slipped out of her drenched pussy. We straightened our soaking wet clothes and got back in the car and looked at each other. Lisa’s hair was messed up, strands of it plastered to her forehead. Although she had wiped her face as best as she could, rain-streaks were still visible around the eyes, which now gleamed with exhilaration

“God, that was something else,” I finally said, “I’ve never done anything quite like that before.” I paused. “I guess we’d better move on, your friend will be wondering where we are.”

She nodded and said “before we go, give me one last kiss to remember you by.”

I leant across, and our mouths found each other again.

* * * * * * * * * * 

The following Friday I was back at my desk in. Thursday had been a busy day, catching up on all the e-mails that had come in whilst I had been away, and bringing my work up-to-date, but now that it was Friday afternoon I was winding down as the weekend approached. A few spot of rain hit the window, and set me daydreaming, thinking back to last Sunday. God, that had been a thrilling episode, I thought, I only wished I’d been smart enough to ask for her telephone number. My mind drifted back to her luscious breasts, the way she taken me in her mouth, with those hazel eyes of her looking up at me at the rain beat down on us.

My reverie was interrupted by my mobile ringing.

“Hi, Paul Oudenaar speaking.”

“Hi, Paul, it’s Lisa.”

“Oh, hi! Hey, how are you? I was just thinking about you.”

“Oh you were, were you? Well I was thinking about you too. What exactly were you thinking off?”

“Well, I was just sort of day-dreaming about last Sunday. Anyway how did you get my number?”

“Tsk, tsk, you naughty man, aren’t you supposed to be hard at work, instead of dreaming about having your wicked way with innocent little girls?”

“Innocent? I don’t think so. I think it was more a case of a certain temptress leading me along. How did you get hold of my number by the way?”

“Jane’s phone, silly. It records the number of incoming calls, so when we got there on Sunday I made a note of your number. How did the course go, have you learnt all about assertiveness now?”

“The course was fine,” I responded, “but I think I learnt more about assertiveness from you on Sunday. Did you have a good time with Jane?”

“Oh, yeah, it was great to see her again, but the time just flew by so quickly. Tomorrow morning I fly home.”

“Well, that’s a shame, I’d have loved to meet up with you again.”

“Well, that’s why I’m phoning actually. You were so kind to me last week, I wondered if I might take you out to dinner tonight as a sort of thank you. I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t come along. You do work in London don’t you?”

“Yes I do, and there’s no need for thank yous, if it hadn’t been me, some other lucky man would have come past and had the pleasure.”

“I don’t make a habit of that sort of thing!”

“No, I didn’t mean that. I meant some other guy would have had the pleasure of driving you to Christchurch. Anyhow, yes I do work in London, and am due to finish in an hour or so. Yes I’d love to have dinner, so long as you let me pay. Whereabouts are you?”

Lisa gave me the name and address of a small hotel in Kensington, and we arranged to meet there at half past seven. 

At 7.20 I strode into the lobby, looking somewhat dapper even though I say so myself. I’d debated whether to rush home and change into something smart but casual, but decided against it because it would have been too much of a rush. I didn’t want to miss a second of our time together. I strode up to the information desk and asked the concierge to ring her room.

“Paul I’m here,” I heard a voice behind me call.

I whirled around and there she was sitting cross-legged on a couch, looking even more stunning than last Sunday. Her beautiful hair, that the rain had plastered so seductively last week, now tumbled gracefully over her shoulders. There was a hint of eye-shadow above the alert honey-coloured eyes, and a touch of dark-lipstick across her smiling mouth. She uncrossed her legs as I walked across to her couch, the action giving me a momentary flash of the black lace edging to her honey–coloured thigh-high stocking tops. She was dressed in a dark blue jacket with a matching skirt, its hem-line stopping dangerously just 2 or 3 inches above the knees. Underneath the jacket a single silver necklace dipped into a plunging wine-coloured blouse which swelled the jacket provocatively. Thank God, I’d kept my suit on and not gone home to change, I thought, or she’d have marched off alone in her sexy black heels.

“Wow, I mean hi,” I said

“Hello Paul, it’s really nice to see you again. I thought I’d end up on my last evening in England on my own.”

“You could have called that guy that drove you to Southampton,” I said.

“Don’t be silly, I wanted to see you. Matt is just somebody I know through work, he work’s at our London office. No, I wanted to have dinner with you, even though we don’t actually know each other that well.”

“Well in some ways, we know each other very well.”

She blushed slightly, “Yes I know, but you know what I mean.”

“So where would shall eat?” I ventured.

“Paul, this is your town, I wouldn’t know where to choose, so I’ll leave that entirely in your hands.”

At my suggestion we took a candle-lit cruise down the Thames. The cruise boat left Charing Cross Pier at 8.30, serving a superb 3- course meal as we drifted slowly eastwards down the river towards the Thames barrier, and provided dancing on the return journey. Over dinner we talked over a range of topics: - our jobs, Chicago - where I’d briefly worked, literature, ice-cream flavours (!) and pets, anything in fact except sex. It seems that having being so intimate a few days earlier, that particular intimacy was not on the conversational menu. Most of the journey back was spent on our feet, smooching along to some cool-jazz sounds, or taking a few minutes break outside at the stern of the craft, where we drifted past the lights of the Docklands apartments where the well-heeled lived. 

Lisa had draped her jacket over the back of the chair during dinner, giving me the occasional chance to peek down her blouse when she wasn’t looking, and I could feel those gorgeous breasts jutting in to me as we danced. My hand in the small of her back had also located the top of what felt like a rather flimsy undergarment. Damn, she was sexy as hell.

It was gone midnight when the boat finally returned to Charing Cross pier. Rain had started falling gently as the boat neared the end of its journey, droplets slowly slithering down the picture-window frames of the boat. 

“Your favourite weather,” I gestured.

“Well you know I love the rain, but I like fine weather too,” Lisa responded. “And I don’t really want to get my suit wet.”

“Let’s take a black-cab back,” I suggested.

“Oh, good,” she said. “I don’t feel I’ve been to London until I’ve had a ride in one of those.”

I hailed a cab along the Embankment, and within 10 minutes we were back at the hotel. The ride had been too short I thought, in fact the whole evening had gone too quickly. I paid off the driver and we stood under the hotel awning, watching the drizzle.

“Paul,” she said turning to me, “it’s been a really lovely evening. I’m so glad I called you.”

Yes it has I thought, a really lovely evening, and I’d been proud to have been on the boat with such a beautiful companion, but here it comes. ‘I’ve got an early plane to catch tomorrow so thank you and goodnight,’ she’s going to say.

“Last Sunday,” she continued, “last Sunday was very, um, exciting, and I’ll never forget it, but…

Goodnight Vienna, I thought.

“… well, I think we were both overcome by lust. The weather, the closeness in the car, where we were, two strangers, etc…

‘Ah well, I thought, perhaps one day we’d bump into each other again. I’d never forget last Sunday of course, but…

“…. like I say I think we were both driven by lust. Could you do me one last favour before I fly home, Paul?”

“Of course, name it.”

“I don’t want you to fuck me again…”

Inwardly I sighed as my disappointment was confirmed.

“…. Instead,” she said, a small giggle in her voice, “I would really like it if you were to make love to me. Like a woman should be made love to, slowly, passionately, sensuously.”

I arched one eyebrow, and she stepped up to me and kissed me long and full on the mouth.

When we got to her room, she opened the door, gesturing me inside, and followed me in, softly shutting the door behind her. I turned to look at her standing there, her back to the door, those almond eyes sparkling in anticipation.

“Lisa,” I said, “I….”

“Shhh,” she interrupted, taking a step toward me, and again bringing my mouth down to hers. This time the kiss was more passionate, the tips of our tongues briefly touching, before she ran her tongue along the front of my teeth. One of her hands went round the back of my neck pulling my head against hers, and the other reached inside my jacket caressing my back. My hands weren’t idle either, both hands splayed across her back, edging downwards on to her ass, tracing the contours of her curves.

Our lips parted for a moment. “I can feel your hardness,” she whispered.

“I can feel your softness,” I whispered back.

We drew each other closer still for a moment, before she let go off me and stepped back slightly. “Go, sit on the bed,” she commanded, “I want to get my things off”.

I sat and watched as she slowly disrobed. First she slowly peeled her jacket and hung it on the back of a chair by the mirror. Straightening up, her hands reached behind to unbutton the skirt, and I heard an unzipping sound. The skirt slid an inch or so down, still held in roughly in place on her hips. It brought the top of her panties into view, a scrap of lacy white material held in place by two flimsy straps.

Wow, I thought, I love sexy lingerie on a beautiful woman.

Lisa now crossed her arms in front of her and grasping the two sides of her blouse, pulled it over her head in one fluid motion, and tossed the blouse onto the chair. Unfettered by the blouse her breasts jutted out towards me, their fullness supported by a lacy half-cup push-up bra. Their pink areolae were partly visible, with the two erect nipples, as red as her lips, resting on the tops of each cup. Her hands reached behind herself again, this time to unclasp the lacy bra. It fell away slightly, still held in place by the shoulder-straps. 

I think it was the sexiest sight I’d every seen. This gorgeous woman standing just a couple of feet in front of me, with her long brown hair tumbling around her shoulders, those soft hazel eyes imploring me drink in her body, her firm full breast still partially enclosed within the sexy lingerie, the short skirt hanging loosely on her hips with its hint of lace beneath, and those black high-heeled shoes elongated those shapely legs. She shrugged her hips, and the skirt fell around her ankles. She bent down to step out of them, and in reaching out her arms the lacy bra slid off her shoulders and down her arms. Picking up the skirt she folded it carefully, and placed it and her bra on the chair. Once again Lisa stood upright in front of me, dressed now only in the tiny g-string panties, sexy thigh-high silk stocking with the lacy black tops to them and her black heels. He hands hooked in to the side strings of her panties, ready to slide them down.

“No, don’t,” I said.

She gave me a puzzled look.

“It’s very exciting watching you undress in front of me,” I said, “but I want that last little pleasure myself.”

“I hope that won’t be your last little pleasure,” Lisa said with a smile, her hands letting go, and coming to stand directly in front of me. “I have more pleasures in store, and not little ones as that.”

“I said little, because there’s not much to them,” I said, gesturing with my head towards her panties. “There’s not enough material there for an eye-patch.”

She giggled deliciously. “You like them?” she asked.

“No not really,” I said straight-faced. “I think I ought to rid you of them. Yes, of course, I like them, they’re like their owner, very sexy, but it’s the contents I’m more interested in.” 

She giggled again and sat down next to me on the bed. “Your turn,” she said.

I took off my shoes and socks, and stood up to remove my jacket. Soon I was stood in front of her, as she had been to me, wearing just my under-shorts, which tented out in front of me. 

I hooked my fingers in the waistband to slide them down.

“No don’t,” she laughed, “I want that little pleasure for myself.”

Reaching out she took a handful of the material in each hand and tugged them down. My cock, which had been straining against my shorts since we stood outside on the pavement, sprang up, free at last from its confinement.

“Hmm,” she mused, “not such a little pleasure.” She shuffled backwards so that she laid full-stretch on the bed, with only her heel-encased feet still dangling over the edge. I sank to my knees next to the bed, and planted my lips on one silk-shod ankle. Slowly edging upwards, my mouth worked past her calf, her knee, and up her thighs until it contacted her flesh just above the stocking top. For a few moments it lingered there, kissing round circles on her inner thigh.

“That feels good,” she murmured, “keep doing that.”

I ignored her and started on the other ankle. Again working my way upwards I soon reached the black lace frill to her stocking and started licking her skin, slowly moving further upwards until my mouth was pressed to that soft piece of flesh on her inner thigh. She began to thrust her hips up to meet me, and I could smell her musky womanly fragrance. Her bright white silk panties still protected her most secret opening, but I could now see a damp spot forming there, and the tiniest indentation just slightly higher, where her clit puckered the silk.

Lisa moaned, and I felt her hand on the back of my head imploring me to press further. Again I disregarded her wishes, and moved further up her body. My tongue tickled here navel briefly, before continuing on its long and winding journey up to her nipple. I licked first one and then the other, as she tossed her head to one side, her hands gripping the bedspread tightly in her fist.




Rainy Day Girl



“Oh, God,” she moaned, “oh God.”

Bringing up both hands I suddenly clenched a breast in each hand and brought them together, both nipples in my mouth, sucking and licking them. Beneath me her body writhed with passion.

“Oh God,” she moaned, “you’re gonna make me come, and you haven’t even touched me yet.

I carried on regardless. Letting go of her with my hands, my mouth moved down the gentle slope of her right breast, and roamed her body again, across the belly, and down to the juncture of her legs. Here, the white panties betrayed her further still. A patch of darkening material between her thighs bore testimony to desires. I grabbed hold of the silk fabric.

“Yes,” she cried, “take them off.”

Once again I ignored Lisa’s pleas. Bunching the material in my fist I pulled it upwards so that it created a narrow thong, the sodden material moulding itself to her pussy lips. I brought my mouth back to the tender flesh at the side of the now saturated material and nipped the delicate skin there. I felt the knuckles of her hand brush my forehead as Lisa’s own fingers dipped down to work her clit through the cloth. M y tongue now ventured across to lick her slit through the drenched material. We worked together, fingers and tongue, clit and slit until her body arched under me and she explode into orgasm.

We lay there for a moment, my head to one side lying on her belly.

“Come inside me,” she whispered.

“In a moment,” I said, “There’s another little pleasure I want first. I want to taste you.”

“Oh, god, no,” she said, “you’ll drive me over the edge.” But I wasn’t listening. Pulling the drenched strip of silk to one side, I lowered my tongue to her pussy. Licking round the entrance briefly, I thrust it inside her, tasting the sweet nectar.

“What do I taste like?” she asked.

I lifted my head. “You don’t know?”

“No, I’ve never tasted myself,” she said.

“Well, its, er, sweet taste, slightly salty. Like nothing else really. You should bottle it and sell it!” 

She giggled. “And I guess you’d be willing to do the bottling? I don’t think it would be a very profitable operation!”

“Probably not,” I said, “But I’d enjoy coming to work.”

Lisa giggled again. “And I’d be coming at work! She paused for a moment. “Can I taste it?”

“Of course.” 

I moved up her body so I was lying on top of her, our mouths inches apart. She stuck her tongue out and licked her juices of my lips.

“It’s OK,” she said, “but I don’t think it’ll make our fortune.”

“Would you like some more?” I ventured.

“No, please, no,” she said, “my pussy will explode if you keep me licking me there.”

“That’s not what I had in mind,” I replied. With my hips I now began to make gentle thrusting movements. Her drenched pussy opened up and took my cock inside. Propped up on both hands I watched as her eyes closed, and the fervour overtook her again. For a few minutes I slid in and out of her, a very gentle rhythm compared to our coupling a week earlier. Just as the moans started escaping her mouth again, I withdrew, got off her and knelt next to her face on the bed.

“There, you can taste some more of your own sweetness,” I said.

Lisa turned her head and with her tongue licked along the length of my cock. For a few moments she kept this up, licking down on side, then back up to the head, where she briefly flicked at the opening. She brought her head back down, this time taking the head between her lips, and the sliding down to engulf me, her tongue teasing the tip. I shifted my position slightly, my cock still in her mouth, so that I was lying alongside her now. The crotch of the panties had slipped back into place covering the entrance to her sweet pussy again. Once again I brought my face down to sopping triangle of lace between her legs. Extending my tongue like a miniature penis, I pushed against the silk gusset and into her. Even with the tiny scrap of material separating my lips from hers, I could again taste the sweetness of her juices. I brought my hand up and probed it under her panties and found her clit, standing proudly erect demanding attention. Just a few flicks form my fingers, and thrusts from my tongue inside her were enough to drive her over the edge again. Her mouth let go off my cock as she gasped and moaned to her climax, her body again arching off the bedspread, her thighs clamped firmly around my head to prevent me doing any more damage.

“Oh God,” she said when her breathing was back to normal, “your turning me into a wreck. I’ll sleep all the way back home.”

“We’re not done yet,” I said sitting up. With both hands I edged my fingers into the straps of her panties and tugged them down. They eased past her hips easily, but I had to give them a hard tug to pull them away from her sticky crotch. I eased them down her legs, past her stocking tops, and off her feet, and threw them on the chair. Her pussy finally lay naked before me, neatly trimmed brown hairs covering her glistening slit, widening to a small brown patch further up. Once again I lowered my face to her wetness, but this time I eased slowly upwards, briefly flicking her clit in passing, up across her belly, the delicious valley between her breasts, and her neck until finally it reached her mouth. Further down the bed I could feel Lisa’s legs encircle me pulling me against her. Without guidance from either of us, my cock found her pussy and slid inside. Her hands reached round to my ass, as I slowly eased in and out of her. Rather than our hurried coupling a week earlier, this time we maintained a slow sensual rhythm. I propped myself up on my elbows as before, and our eyes locked as we united and re-united continually. Slowly, very slowly the tempo increased until we were finally thrashing about wildly, those hazel eyes still staring at mine. With a final twist of our bodies we reached the pinnacle of this long and winding road crashing together into a shuddering climax.

Afterwards we lay on the bed side-by-side, for half-an-hour, until I told her I had to go. 

“How can I contact you,” she asked. “What’s you e-mail address?”

I fished a business card out of my suit and handed it to her. 

“Oudenaar,” she said, “it’s an unusual name. Is it Scandinavian?”

“Dutch,” I told her, “I came to Britain with my parents when I was 15.”

“Really?” she said, well you wouldn’t think it, your English is very good.” She paused for a moment. “Hmm, quite a cunning linguist aren’t you?”