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Those Horny Southern Belles

By: ainu



I know that people consider me very square, dull even. That isn't how I see myself but I'm smart enough to recognize how others see me. To me, I'm upright and correct, always try to do the right thing in any situation. To me, I'm a good guy. Maybe that's the problem, some people prefer bad guys. Well, I can't do anything about that because I am not in any way a bad guy and never will be. 

I was raised in a religious, strict, authoritarian family. That's not a complaint, it's just a true fact. I learned to obey, to do what I was supposed to do and I got along fine. I've never felt deprived or abused, I've enjoyed my life. I've read widely and have an active imagination. I was home schooled by my mother and did very well. When I entered college, at a religious based school, I was well ahead of just about everyone academically. Socially, I was far behind and I realized it and worked at it. 

I was a Junior in college when I finally had sex with a female. We dated for six months before getting to the real thing. I was as much at fault, or hesitant about sex outside of marriage, as she was. But hormones finally overcame our scruples. I ended up very happy we did and I'm sure she was also. Because once we did it, we proceeded to do it a lot more. In fact, she moved in with me. But, as graduation approached in our Senior years, she let me know that she was not going to marry me and was not going to continue living with me after we graduated. I didn't argue with her, she has a right to her life just as I do and I knew that trying to force her into something she didn't want wouldn't work in the long run. I did wonder why she made that decision, though, and she told me. I was too dull. As much as she enjoyed the sex, she realized that she didn't want to spend the rest of her life with me.

It was another year before I had sex with another female. We met through work, she at a client. Again we dated awhile first but once we had sex she also moved in with me. She stayed just over a year before letting me know that she realized she didn't want to marry me so we were both better off if we broke up and met other people. I didn't even ask her why, I had known often that she wanted to do more than we did. Go more places, meet more people.

So, here I am, only twenty-five years old and still single. I even changed jobs in an attempt to start over. I had lived my entire life in New England, Massachusetts and Connecticut, and now I'm in a relatively small town in South Carolina, working in an automobile plant. I'm a computer expert, really very good at it, and am here, I know, regardless of what I'm told or my title, to get the plant running more efficiently. When I succeed (not IF, you'll notice) I'll probably either be transferred to another plant or let go. That doesn't bother me, I understand business and I'll have no problem finding another challenge at another company. For someone considered dull, my imagination has been of great help in creating software. It's basically like solving problems or puzzles. Figuring out where you want to get is the big problem and then you just solve a lot of little problems until you finally get there. 

Anyway, my second night in my new town I decided to try and do something different. I went to a bar where I understood lots of people my age went. It was loud. Lots of people. A band. A big dance floor and lots of people dancing. I got a beer at the bar and just looked around, seeing what other people were doing. I drank from the bottle since that seemed to be what the bartender expected. He didn't give me a glass.

This girl came up to me and asked me to dance. Not a bad looking girl. Well built, slim. Brown hair, brown eyes, good chin. Low cut blouse, showing off her breasts, which were worth showing off, and a very short denim skirt. I told her that I didn't know how to dance to this music. 

"A two step? You don't know the two step?"

"No, I'm new in town and I've never seen anyone dance like that before or heard this exact music before."

"Wow, I've known the two step my whole life. Can you dance anything? Do you know other kinds of dancing?"

"Well, yeah, I've done what I guess is slow dancing a lot. But in that I hold the girl close and in this, it looks as if everyone's doing there own thing and barely touching."

"Well, when this set's over, the band will switch to slow music. Maybe we can dance then."

"Sure, I'd like that. Can I buy you a drink?"

Well, I buy us both a beer, my second, and we move to a table. I learn that her name is Lorraine and she learns that I'm Don, and finally, after another beer, the band comes back from a break and plays some slow music and we dance. She dances very close, pushes right into me. Actually, I like that. She has a very good body. Seems healthy. I'm just over six feet and she must be around six or seven inches shorter than me. I've always been in fairly good shape, go to a gym regularly, and she seems to enjoy feeling my body against her as much as I enjoy hers against me. We dance four songs and then go back and have another beer. I'm not sure I've ever had four beers in one evening before. 

When the band plays something faster, she gets me onto the dance floor to show me the two step. It's both simple and yet complicated. I can do it slow but as we try to keep time to the music I keep messing up. Fortunately she laughs at that and we keep trying. I don't like messing up but for some reason, I think it's because she doesn't care, I don't care much either. I'm not being me the way I usually am and I realize it. But I think to myself that's the whole reason I came here. To try something new. By the end of the set, I could actually do it passably well. As I began to do it right, she started rubbing her butt against me a lot. In this dancing, I'm often behind her as we do the steps. I watch others and realize that other girls are doing that to other guys so it's the way it's supposed to be.

At the break we go back to a table and have another beer. Dancing can really work up a sweat. Lorraine seems happy and I 'm actually enjoying myself, having a good time. So when the next set starts playing we dance again, slow this time, tight against each other. She's really rubbing against me. If I didn't know better, I'd think she wanted to have sex. In my life, it had always taken a long time dating before a female and I got around to sex so I don't want to push things too fast and get her mad. But when we get back to the table and got another couple beers, she sits on my lap, straddling me and facing me and she kisses me. 

This is all new to me. I mean, she's sitting on me, her pussy just about directly on my cock and she's licking out the inside of my mouth and it's actually great. I mean, I know I'm on my sixth beer but I think this fairly nice looking girl is hot for me and then she proves that she is.

"Let's go outside," she says, "You have a car in the lot?"

"Well, yeah."

"Let's go to your car where we won't be bothered, then." She climbs off me and pulls on my hands and I stand up and she leans against me and kisses me and as we turn to head out of the place she reaches down and grabs my crotch, feeling my very definite erection. "Seems like you're ready, too." she says.

At the car, I press the button on my key to unlock the door and she says, "Lets get in back." So I open the back door and she has me ahead of her and sort of pushes me to get in so I do. I sit on the seat and look back for her and she climbs on me and gets me on my back, her on top of me and starts kissing me. Still kissing me she moves around so that she's sitting on me, one knee on the seat, between me and the back of the seat, the other down on the car floor, and her pussy is just about on my cock again. She sits up a little from kissing me and reaches into her top, sort of pushing it down off her shoulders and unfastening her bra, which hooks in front, apparently. In no time, two naked breasts are facing me. Good, firm breasts. Not huge but plenty to them with fairly large nipple areas. Well, she's hanging them right at me so I get my hands to them and my mouth to one and start kissing and licking. 

I can hear her moaning slightly like she enjoys this. I can also feel her reaching down between us and working on my zipper and pretty soon I can feel her hand around my cock and she's maneuvering it out of my pants. She sits up just a little, pulling her breasts from my mouth and I can feel that she's sitting on my bare cock, taking it up inside her.

"I never wear panties here, it makes fucking a lot easier," she says as she starts riding up and down on my cock and leans forward some so I can get at her breasts again. So here I am, maybe two hours after meeting this girl, her fucking me and me sucking on her breasts like we'd known each other for a lot longer. I have to admit it all feels terrific. Her pussy is tight enough that it feels great having my cock massaged inside her. And she has great breasts so I love tasting them. But I've sure never done anything like this before. Sex with no foreplay, no romance. When I finally cum, she leans down a little different so that we can kiss, my cock still inside her. "That was great, Don," she says, "Let's go back in and have another beer and dance some more and then in a while we can fuck again."

So we do. I have two more beers and we dance both the two step and slow dances and she's all over me and we're back in my car and she's on top again riding me and this time I last and last and I can tell she has an orgasm, perhaps more than one. When we're done and she kisses me, and I say that I've got to go, she says, "You gonna come back here often, Don? I really enjoyed this." I guess I admitted that I probably would and she got out of the car and went back inside and I got in the front seat and drove back to the apartment I had rented. 

As I showered, getting ready for bed, I began to realize that I'd had unprotected sex with this girl, Lorraine. She could get pregnant. I could catch something. Shit! I could catch something. What are you doing Don, having unprotected sex with a girl that apparently goes out to bars regularly with no panties on in order to make fucking easier? I didn't sleep easily.

The next day, at work, I 'm really worried. What all kinds of diseases could I have caught? What should I do about it? There's a secretary for about three of us with offices next to one another and she's worked here for several years. "Dorothy," I ask her, "is there a doctor in the plant or some doctor that we use regularly?" 

"Oh, sure, Don, there's a medical office right here in the plant. Did you get hurt?"

"Uh. no, it's just, uh, I have a question I need answered, I guess." I mean, how can I tell her why? Anyway, she tells me how to get there and I head right off. I find the door and go in. Looks like a doctor's office. There's a very handsome woman sitting at a desk. Looks like she was Miss America maybe fifteen or twenty years ago, still very attractive but just a little bit thicker, as if she'd had a couple children. Dressed like what I guess receptionists dress like, attractive blue dress that shows off her really excellent figure. 

She looks up at me, "Yes?"

"I wanted to see the doctor."

"Do you work here?" she asks. I show her my ID. "OK." she says, "What is this about. how can I help you?'

"Well, I wanted to see the doctor."

"There's no doctor. I'm a nurse, a registered nurse. I'm the medical staff. I handle almost anything that comes up. We can call a doctor when needed. So, how can I help you?"

"Oh, uh, gee, uh" How do I tell a beautiful woman about this? Maybe I should just go away and find a doctor somewhere else. "Well, I had a question but maybe I'll just forget it."

"My being a woman bothers you. Look, if it's a medical question, I can answer it as well as anyone can. That's my job. So go ahead and ask."

"Well, it's awkward."

"It's about sex, isn't it?"

'Well, uh . . . "

"I knew it. Women have no problem asking about sexual things but men always seem afraid for some reason. Why not just ask, I'm sure I can answer it."

"Well, ok, I guess. I went to a bar last night and had sex with a girl. A couple times. Unprotected sex. And I'm worried that maybe I caught something so I figured there must be some test that can tell me."

She just looks at me and smiles. Almost grins. I think she's enjoying this. "Well, if you did catch anything it would take a few days for it to show up. So there's no use taking a blood sample right now. If you had nothing before last night, it would still just show you as having nothing. We need to wait a few days. But right now, there's something I can do." She stands up and turns toward a door and says, "Follow me."

I follow her and we're in what's obviously an examination room. One of those sort of high and long beds or tables that you sit on for an examination, a little stool for the doctor, some cabinets on the wall, typical examination room. "Just drop your pants and underwear and sit up on here so I can examine you."

Shit. She wants to look at my cock. What is this?

'Come on, quit acting like a little boy. I just want to check to see if there are any lesions or open sores where disease could get in." So I do as she says. I end up sitting on the table with my clothes down around my ankles, my bare bottom and cock and balls all showing. She sits on the stool and moves it with her feet so she ends up almost sitting between my legs. She takes my cock in her hand and looks at it. I can't help it, I start getting erect. She looks up at me and grins and then looks back down. She has rubber gloves on and she lifts my balls with one hand and moves them around and seems to look them over. Then she's back at my cock. She lifts it, moves her head to one side and then the other, looking at it. I'm fully erect.

"Actually a very nice looking penis. No sores anywhere, seems clean and healthy. " She leans forward a little, her head getting very close. She sticks out her tongue and licks the head, right at the top where my pee hole is, then licks around the head. She looks up at me again, "Tastes fine, clean and healthy. A very good specimen of an erection. That girl last night must have enjoyed this. Did she taste it?"

"Uh, well, no." What is this?

"Too bad , I'm sure she would have loved it." With that she leans to it again and starts licking the head and then slowly down onto my shaft as the head disappears into her mouth. When she has most of it in her mouth, I can feel her tongue moving inside, she then grips me tight with her lips and slowly moves her head back up. She has a hand holding my cock at its base. Then she drops her head back down. I can feel her licking and sucking and soon her head is moving up and down, her hand moving right below her lips. This is a full blow job. The nurse is giving me a blow job. What kind of women live around here? Last night, Lorraine meets me and fucks me and now the nurse is blowing me five minutes after I walk into the office.

I can hear her, slurping and sucking and I have to admit that it's very sexy, very effective. I'm not going to last long. And I don't. I try to tell her but she just works her mouth and hand faster until I finally shoot off into her mouth. She keeps milking me, getting everything out of me. Finally, still holding my cock, she slides back slightly and looks up at me. "That was terrific. You have a really nice cock. Now we need to make an appointment to have you come back to have some blood drawn and another workup." She grins even more. 

I have to admit, she's good at it. She must have sucked a lot of cocks back when she was in beauty contests. At least I assume she was in beauty contests, she looks like a winner. I guess I could also assume there were some satisfied judges back then.

I leave after getting the next appointment. I walk back to my office at least partly in a daze. What is it with these Southern women? No romance, no foreplay, just get to sex immediately. But even as I'm surprised I have to admit that I liked getting blown. She's a very attractive woman, great body, even though there's a little more now than there once was. And very pretty. I wonder if she's a real blond? I've never seen a pussy with blond hair. Which makes me grin at myself. What am I doing, wondering about what her pussy looks like. Well, I know why. With both women that I had sex with before coming here, we went through a courtship. It took a while to get to sex. In both cases, the first sex was careful, safe, oral. Both of them started by masturbating me and my doing the same to them. They moved to taking me in their mouths and I moved to licking their pussies, sucking their clits. For whatever perverted reason, I discovered I loved licking, tasting, feeling their pussies. Getting my face all wet and sticky with their cum. It was just very sexy. Of course, actually fucking, getting my cock in there, was great once we got to it. But I never quit eating pussy and enjoying it. So what I'd really like to do the next time is get that well-built blond naked and feast on her breasts and her pussy and she could then suck me off all she wanted. Maybe we could even fuck.

I'm back at my office. The secretary, Dorothy, asks me if I'm o.k., did things go well at the medical office. It's probably my experience at the medical office that makes me realize that she's pretty attractive. Long and tall and slim. Black hair, sort of greenish or grayish eyes. I know from one of the women I'd lived with that what might look skinny really isn't. Even the slim ones have a really nice ass and those long legs are great during sex. But I tried to shake that off and just told her that yeah, everything was fine, and went into my office. I'm here to work but I'm wondering if I can ever get my mind settled on doing my programming work. 

Then Lorraine comes in my office. Lorraine from last night. She's all perky and smiley. It actually scares me a little.

"Lorraine!"

"I didn't know you worked here," she says. "I saw you walking downstairs so I just followed you." With that, she sits on the corner of my desk, almost trapping me. My office isn't big. My desk faces the door, with one end of it against the wall. So I come around the edge of the desk, get behind it and sit in my chair, my back to the wall behind me. Now, she's sitting on the corner, making it almost impossible for me to get out, although I guess I could push by her if I really had to.

I push my chair away from her as much as I can. "Lorraine, what we did last night was all wrong. I'm sorry, it should never have happened. I guess it was all the beer. I'm just not used to drinking and it made me act different than I should have."

"Oh, last night was terrific." She lifts herself up slightly and pulls her already short skirt up until her butt is bare and her pussy is bare. She has no panties on. Then she sits back down. "I sure would like some more. I'm all ready as you can see."

"Lorraine, we had unprotected sex. I have no condoms now. You've had sex with a lot of other guys and I've been worried that I might have caught something. I even went to the medical office here."

She grins, really big. "I bet Miss Parris Island, 1988, really treated you special, didn't she? Guys love going to the medical office. But you didn't need to, I don't have anything. At least I don't think I do. And I'm on the pill."

"What's with you Southern women? No loving, no romance, no foreplay. Just right to sex, immediately."

"I've got romance. I'm married. But my Marine is overseas and I need something while he's gone. I mean, it's just normal, we all have natural sex drives." She reaches down with her hand and starts running her fingers over her pussy. Sliding a finger in, masturbating right in front of me. I can see the light glistening off her wetness. She actually has a very pretty pussy. "So why not help me have a little enjoyment and make use of me while I'm here."


Those Horny Southern Belles Ch. 02



I was raised in a conservative, religious family, home schooled. I realize that I have a different background than many. Very straight. But I've always been happy, enjoyed life and have done extremely well in school. At least academically. Socially I was and probably still am far behind. My mother always stressed game playing so I'm good at solving puzzles, which has been perfect for my career as a computer programmer. All it is, is solving puzzles, games in a way.

In college I dated a girl for a long time. Sarah. She had a similar background as me and it took us a long time to get around to sex. Both felt it was wrong somehow but both wanted it. We finally started manually. She played with my cock until I came so I reciprocated and played with her pussy until she came. We did that a lot and then one day she took it another step and took me in her mouth. I loved it and did the same for her. I think we became very proficient at eating each other. We both liked it a lot. Then she had me actually push my way into her. We liked that even more so we did that a lot, too. We didn't stop oral, just added genital sex. She moved in with me for almost a year. Then, as we got ready to graduate, she let me know that she loved the sex but knew she didn't want to marry me so she shouldn't invest any more time in me. I asked why and unfortunately was told that I'm really just too dull and unexciting except at sex. 

It didn't make me feel good but I accepted it. I then met another girl, through my job, and again we took a long time getting around to it but she ended up moving in with me and we had sex a lot. Really a lot. Then, after about a year, she, Mindy, told me essentially what Sarah had told me and moved out.

I decided I needed to start over completely. I had always lived in New England, Massachusetts mostly but went to school in Connecticut. So I took a job with an automotive plant, still doing computer work, in South Carolina and moved to a relatively small town. My second night in town I went to a bar and, as I described in an earlier story, met a girl, danced with her and fucked her. Then fucked her again. Nice looking girl, Lorraine, whose husband is a Marine and overseas. Next day I had second thoughts about unprotected sex with a girl that doesn't wear panties because it makes fucking easier, so I went to the plant's medical office. The person there is a nurse. Very good looking nurse that was probably a beauty contest winner twenty years ago. When she found out why I was there, she took me into her examining room and gave me a blow job. A terrific blow job. When I went back to my office, Lorraine, the girl from the night before follows me and I end up eating that bare pussy and then fucking her.

That evening I go to a small restaurant to eat and the young waitress basically propositions me. So back in my little apartment she, Heidi, and I eat each other and fuck. Really nice looking eighteen year old, blond with a terrific body. I begin to wonder what I've run into down here in the South. Every female I meet has sex with me almost immediately, with no romance or any leading up to it as I've been used to up North.

The next day, Dorothy, the secretary for three of us with adjoining offices, lets me know that she had seen me eating Lorraine and that any woman would like to have that happen, including her. Well, she's a very attractive girl. Tall and slim. Long legs. So we leave work early and go to my apartment. She's twenty three, I'm twenty five, and I learn that she's never had sex with a guy before. A virgin. She thinks she's tall and gawky with small breasts and I convince her that she's gorgeous. She really is. Great body, plays a lot of volley ball. Her breasts aren't huge but they're sure there. She's a little hairy I learn as I eat her before fucking her. But a day or so later when we get together again, I solve that by trimming her pubic hair. She then also gives in to a fantasy she's had and sucks me off. Does a good job of it, too. Actually terrific sex with her.

Meantime, Lorraine came back for more. A pretty black girl, a friend of Heidi's, comes to me for sex, followed by Heidi, and we end up with both of them sitting on me, one on my cock and one on my mouth, until they both cum and switch positions. Going to the laundry room in my building to wash my sheets I meet my next door neighbor, Diane. Beautiful lady that used to be in show business, slim and leggy. A red head, about forty years old and a widow. We spend the night together. She'd heard all the orgasmic screams coming out of my apartment and decided she needed to experience the same thing. She did and she screamed, too. Happy screams. 

Then I get fired for having sex with Lorraine in my office a couple days before. Security camera caught us. I had worked there four days. So I went back up North. Mixed feelings but, to a certain degree, pleased to get away from all those horny southern belles that are ready to fuck at the drop of a hat. In fact, there's no need to drop a hat, just show up and be available.

From a work standpoint, that short trip never happened. I went back to the job I had before I moved South and the company was glad to have me. I even got a raise. I moved in with a friend for just a short time until I found a place of my own. It turns out, he's being sent on a short assignment so I can stay there, all on my own, for six weeks. Gives me plenty of time to find my own place and I'm not sharing the place with anyone. Or so I thought.

My third night, the door bell rings at about ten pm, just as I'm planning on going to bed. I open the door and there's a really gorgeous woman standing there. Black hair, jet black. Pretty face. Green eyes. Dressed all in black but appears to have a great body. Not tall but not short, maybe five foot six or so. 

"Oh," she says, seeing me." Is Jack here?"

Jack is the guy whose place I've moved into. "No, he's gone for several weeks on a work assignment."

She reacts odd, I think. She looks me up and down. "Can I come in?"

"Uh, o.k., sure." I step aside and she comes in. The more I see her the more I realize that she's very attractive. Probably a few years older than me. I close the door behind her.

She's staring at me with a grin on her face. "Jack and I fuck every Thursday," she says, pausing and watching me to see how I react. "I've convinced my husband that I have a meeting every Thursday evening. I can't stay real long or all night. But I've come to really depend on this to keep me going the rest of the week. And I'm here and ready and you're here, so let's go into the bedroom and you can act like Jack for a couple hours. O.k?"

She doesn't wait, she heads for the bedroom. I wish Jack had warned me. But I follow. She's unzipping and peeling off items as we walk and, in the bedroom, she's nude in about a minute. She has a terrific body to go with that pretty face. Breasts that are almost too big for her frame, that sag just a little. Well defined waist, good hips, shapely legs. A little black hair between her legs, she must trim it or shave some. So I start getting out of my things as fast as I can. When I'm down to just my boxers and start lowering them, she comes to me, kneels down and takes hold of them and pulls them down. Her hand is around my very erect cock immediately, followed quickly by her mouth. She's done this before, is very good at it. She may even be better at it than the nurse in South Carolina, who I think was almost a pro at sucking cock. 

Once I cum and she swallows and licks me clean, seems to love the taste of cum, she's on the bed with her legs open for me. I pull her a little to the edge of the bed, get her legs on my shoulders and start trying to eat her as well as she sucked me. She has a very lovely pussy, the hair trimmed and shaved to a small shape, firm pink lips, a clit that becomes almost a little cock as she gets aroused more and more. I lick and suck and work over her clit, slide fingers into her. As I can hear her getting close, I back off a little and tease her, licking inside her again before getting back to her clit and bringing her back up toward a climax again, then back off again. "Fuck you," she yells at me, "let me cum." So I do. Then I push her more onto the bed, slide up over her and start pushing my way into her. It enters my mind briefly that I have no protection so I hope she's clean and on the pill but it doesn't cause me to slow down as I fuck her, getting harder and faster as I pound into her. She's loud, pushes back a lot. A very active fuck. 

After, she's laying about three quarters atop me, leaking her and my fluids onto my thigh from her pussy, as she kisses me and feels my chest. It takes a few minutes for me to get it up again. She helps, uses her hand to play with me, then climbs on once I'm hard again. She rides me, enjoying every moment of it, until she cums again. I help by diddling her clit as she bounces on me. Then we're into doggy style and I'm pounding into her from the back, my balls swinging and hitting her upper pussy with every stroke. 

I doubt if we last more than a half hour or so and she's dressing and leaving. No thank you, just a satisfied smile. I don't know her name, she doesn't know mine. And I thought Southern women were horny. This is Boston! Next Thursday I'll have to ask if she was born in the South.

The next day, Friday, I go to a local bar that I've never been to before. There's actually a live trio playing. Seems a lot different than the honky-tonk bar down south with the band playing two-step music. More sedate and classy. I look around and sit at the bar and order a drink. I noticed a table with four women. At first glance, they all seem attractive although probably a few years older than me. I sip at my Scotch a couple times then swivel around to look at the room again. I'm in time to see the four women talking, grinning and looking at me. What are a bunch of proper Boston women talking about on their night out? Well, it turns out, me. One of them walks toward me. Not bad looking. Tall, slim, dressed in a suit, looks good, looks professional, like she's a lawyer or something. 

"We were just discussing you," she says to me, standing in front of me. "We've never seen you here before. Are you hoping to pick up some cutie here?"

"Oh. uh.," I stumble, trying to figure out how to answer that. "I wouldn't say it just like that but, yeah, I probably have a common male fantasy of finding a lovely female that would cater to my every wish." I grinned, hoping I sounded humorous and not obnoxious.

"Well, we're here with the opposite side of that, hoping for the female fantasy of a virile man that would satisfy our every wish."

"Does your wish get answered very often?" I ask. I'll probably insult her but then, what do I care?

"Not as often as I'd like," she replies, giving me a sultry look. Or, what I'm sure she hopes is a sultry look. It makes me take a careful look at her. I mean, do I really want to fuck this woman? Is she attractive enough? Am I willing to become the temporary partner of an aggressive woman? I smile at my own thoughts. Who's kidding who? Of course I'm willing to be seduced, raped, whatever by her. She looks good enough that it makes me wonder what she's doing out trolling in bars rather than home with a loving partner. 

"You're very good looking," I say to her. "I can't imagine why you're looking for someone to have sex with. You must have guys making passes all the time."

"I do get passes," she replies. "And sometimes they work. I'm just in the mood to be slutty."

"So, is whatever we do between you and me or am I supposed to satisfy your whole posse?"

"Four of us?" she asks, as she looks back at her three friends, grinning. "Do you think you can satisfy four horny women?"

"No. At least not all at once or within a short period of time. Unless, that is, some of them prefer to satisfy each other. I could do a half-assed job for two or a really good one for one."

"Let's go then," she says, grabbing my arm. "I'm ready for a really good one."

I did get her name, Lorena. The others dared her to pick my up. She really is a lawyer. She's been married twice. No children. No husband at the moment. She's 34. She's also got a fabulous body. Trim and firm, strong legs, lovely breasts, a juicy, tasty pussy that's surprisingly tight once we get to it. She's a top notch cock sucker and ready to fuck all night if I can last that long. Well, I last almost that long. I guess Northern women are just as horny as Southern. We end up agreeing to meet the following Friday night at the same bar. She says she plans on bringing a friend, that the three of us should get along great.

Saturday I sleep in late. Saturday night I read and go to bed early. Sunday I go to church and then go down near the river to sit down and contemplate what exactly is going on with my life. I mean, I like sex but this is all getting ridiculous. It makes me realize that years ago, in college, Sarah and I used to go to the river in New Haven and watch the birds. So, as I sit there, I look around, and there's Sarah, sitting on a bench twenty feet or so away. Sarah, that I lived with for a year in college. Sarah, that I learned all about sex with. I look to her and say, "Sarah!"

She snaps out of her reverie and looks around a little, seeing me fairly quickly. "Don?" she asks.

"Yeah, it's me."

She gets up and comes to me. She always was the one that initiated everything. "What are you doing now?" she asks.

"Oh, I'm working. Writing software for a new phone/computer interface that might revolutionize communication. How about you?"

"I'm teaching, as I always planned. Are you married?"

"No. You?"

"Yes," she answers and sort of sighs. 

"That doesn't sound exciting."

"Well,"she says, pausing and then looking at me, quizzically. "I guess it isn't. I gave up good sex with you to find someone more exciting and instead I found someone really, really rich. So rich that I'll never have money problems the rest of my life. So rich that I can do anything I want."

"Well, if that's what you want."

"I thought it was. But I'm not really happy. We don't really have much in common. We don't really talk much. We don't even have sex much and when we do, it's all, oh, sort of so-so." She then just sits there for several minutes. I have no idea what to say. "How about you?"

"I'm still single. No one special in my life."

"No sex? I can't imagine you without sex."

"Well, yeah, sometimes. Nothing regular or permanent."

"I loved sex with you. I thought I needed something more and I think maybe I was wrong. You used to drive me nuts licking me, sucking my clit, making me cum over and over. And I loved the feel and taste of your dick." She stops and looks up as if she's remembering good times. "We ought to do it again, just so I can re-establish all those great memories."

"Fine with me. I'd love to, Sarah."

She gets up. "Lets go and do it before I change my mind. I really, really need a couple of those great orgasms you used to give me. Do you live near here?"

We discovered sex with each other back then. She taught me how to eat pussy. Not by giving instructions, just by my responding to her moans and shrieks and her hand reaching down and pushing me to where she wanted me. It turns out that everything that she liked is what every other woman seems to like, too. Maybe I taught her how to suck cock but I think maybe she just learned on her own because she enjoyed it so much. And fucking! Probably nothing much to learn, just keep experimenting and trying everything we could think of. When we first dated, Sarah thought she was too skinny. She was very slim, true. But as I eventually learned, she had a great ass and legs and even though her breasts weren't huge, there was enough there to suck on and arouse her. She was much sexier than she thought. That hasn't changed. She still thinks she's too skinny. I let her know she's very sexy. 

So, once we're naked, she almost attacks my cock. it's as if she hasn't sucked a cock in years and had a great hunger. I don't last too long and she gets more than a mouthful. Then I get at that tight pussy of hers and lick and suck until she's screaming and orgasming and giving me a mouthful of juices. Then we fuck. She fucks as if she hasn't for years, almost manic about it, really active. She cums and we change positions. She cums so fast we fuck three different ways before I finally cum. And then I think we've actually caught up with each other. It's as if we were still living together as we were a couple years earlier. She walks around naked and so do I until we're both ready again and then she climbs on me and then lifts off and sucks on me and then climbs on again. So, once she cums and we're changing position, I eat her for awhile before sliding into her again. She has five or six orgasms, I have three. Then we fall asleep. When I wake up, she's gone. Not even a note.

The next day, after work, I learn that Jack had a Thursday girl and also had Monday Kim. This truly lovely blond beauty shows up at the door asking for Jack. Just as the other woman on Thursday, she lets me know she's used to having lots of great sex with Jack on Monday and she really, really needs it. So I volunteer my services. I have no idea why Kim is coming around to Jack once a week. She's beautiful with a fabulous body and absolutely loves sex. I don't know whether I've ever had a better time appreciating a sexy female body, feeling it, caressing it, tasting it, fucking it. Very natural. She's not shaved but I guess blonds tend to not have a huge amount of pubic hair. Delicious pussy that's actually as beautiful as she is. Pink lips, not wrinkled or brown like some. Feels good and tastes good. Tight when we fuck. It almost hurts to push my way into her, shoving my foreskin back. We get along fine, all night long. She tells me when she leaves that she'll see me the following Monday and when Jack comes back, she wants to keep seeing me instead of him. No one's ever eaten her better in her life, wonders if I'd like to marry her. Then she grins, meaning she didn't really mean it. When she marries it's going to involve a lot of money. I mean a lot. With her sex abilities, she should land the richest guy in the world.

The black haired woman, I learn her name is Naomi, shows up again on Thursday. Great sex again. Friday night I go back to the bar where I met Lorena and she's there waiting for me. With a friend. Another woman about her age, blond but definitely bleached, what looks like a good body, dressed as Lorena in something expensive and conservative. I'm introduced, her name is Karen. We all head back to my place. 

I was with Heidi and her friend Sandra once but that was after I had fucked someone else for several hours and I let them know that I would probably have only one erection. Fortunately it lasted well. This time, I was healthy and ready. To start with, having two women licking your dick and switching off sucking on you is something I'd recommend to anyone. It really gets me aroused. I started shooting into Karen's mouth but she quickly let Lorena share. Between them they re-aimed my cock so well that they didn't lose a drop of cum. Then, as I started eating Lorena, Karen kept busy on my cock and once Lorena came, she started working on my cock while I ate Karen. Lorena's pubic hair is trimmed, Karen's shaved. So, while it was odd to keep eating one pussy after the other, it was a pleasure for me as well as them. When they got me up again, Karen fed my cock into Lorena, keeping her hand busy between us as I pumped in and out. I think her diddling Lorena's clit caused a faster orgasm. Then I'm doing the same to Karen. Once she cums, I roll onto my back and the two of them climb on me. Lorena's sitting on my cock, Karen on my mouth, just as Heidi and Sandra had done earlier in South Carolina. 




Those Horny Southern Belles Ch. 02



It's an interesting experience with two women on you at once. I lasted until both came but then I came, too, in Karen. We showered. Very, very sexy. For one thing, it's crowded so I'm always skin on skin one way or another. I suck nipples and wash bodies and feel asses and lick pussies and they wash me and play with and lick my cock ands balls and then each other. They end up on the bathroom floor in a sixty-nine eating each other and they aren't faking. I then last for a long time, fuck each one of them twice more before I cum for the last time. They do a little to each other and then leave. After they left and I thought back on a couple hours of bodies -- tits and asses and legs and arms and pussies and everything I wonder what the heck I'm doing. This is all so hedonistic, nothing truly worthwhile involved. They're both too old for me and even if they weren't, I couldn't have a serious thought about either of them. It's all just sex. Animal sex. Really. not animal. Animals don't seem to to have sex for fun and entertainment and that's all this is. On the other hand, it was great and I'm sure we'll do it again.

Then I get a call from Sarah. She wants to get together with me again. So, for a few weeks I have Sarah on Sunday, Kim on Monday and, I learned her name, Naomi on Thursday. On Fridays I get Lorena and someone else each time. I'm even busier than I was in South Carolina. What's happened to Boston? What's happened to me?

I also had a call from Jack, whose place I'm living in, checking to see how things are going. I asked him about Naomi and Kim and he laughed and said he hoped I gave them as good sex as he does. I told him that I'm sure it's even better and asked how he ever found them. He explained that they found him. Both of them, he claims, are interested in some really good sex but anonymous, so that none of their friends, family, relatives, business associates know anything about it. Naomi wants to keep it from her wealthy husband because she wants to maintain her good life. Kim wants to land someone really, really rich and can't afford to have a questionable background but wants sex in the meantime. Naomi saw him at business and decided he would meet her needs. Kim saw him kissing a girl goodbye the morning after sex and talked to him on the street in front of the apartment house where he lives. He says that, if he wanted to, he could probably charge them for the sex but that they're both so horny and gorgeous that he loves being with them and doesn't want to upset the arrangement. 

Over the next weeks I finally found an apartment and bought some basic stuff I needed, like a bed, microwave, refrigerator, couple chairs, just to get started. I sold everything I owned at a friends garage sale before I left for the South not long ago. I cleaned up Jack's place a couple days before he was due back and moved into my own place. I'll leave him with Naomi and Kim but keep my occasional trysts with Sarah for myself. But if Kim meant it about changing to me, I'd be willing. I wonder what he'll think when Lorena and a friend show up at his door some Friday, looking for me?

Almost a week after I move in, my doorbell rings and when I open the door, there's Dorothy. She was the virgin secretary in South Carolina, tall, slim, athletic, that learned from me that she loved sex, sucking my cock, getting eaten and, definitely, fucking. I learned that there couldn't be a better sex partner -- great body and always willing, even anxious, for more. I hug her and kiss her and pull her into the room, closing the door behind her. We hug and kiss some more and, without really talking much except moans and groans, move into the bedroom and started undressing. She's naked before me, kneels on the floor and pulls down my boxers, grabs my cock and starts sucking on it. She's hungry. For a moment I think maybe she's going to bite it off and swallow it, she's after it so strongly. No preliminaries, nothing with my balls, just work on my cock so hard and fast that I don't last long at all. 

I almost throw her on the bed and dive between her legs and start licking her, giving her back what she'd just done for me. All pussy is good but some is a little better. Kim is something better. But so is Dorothy. Just the shape and firmness feels good, her taste is good, getting stronger as I lick her longer. Her clit comes out and grows and wants attention. She reacts loud and often, grabs my hair and pushes me into her. I know how she feels. As it's happening, you want it to last forever, never end. But the orgasm changes your feeling quickly. Not done, but needing a break. I didn't give her a break, though. Once she cums, I'm up over her, pushing my cock into her. She's tight. Like Kim, so tight it's work to get all the way in. But she has longer legs than Kim and uses them and is overall a better fuck. The best fuck of all and I've now developed a lot of experience to compare her to. She finally cums again and so do I. We lay there, both with a film of perspiration on us, just looking at one another and grinning. 

"I'm glad to see you, Dorothy," I quietly say to her, then kiss her.

"I'm glad you are because I sure needed this," she says. She reaches for my cock and starts pulling on it a little. "And I need a lot more of it." Her hand cuddles my balls and then gets back to my cock.

"I think that can be arranged," I tell her and kiss her again. I won't be ready, erect again, for a few minutes but I can't just lay here doing nothing with this luscious body next to me. I kiss her some more and start feeling her body, that lovely, firm ass. I kiss down onto her shoulders and start fondling her breasts. At first, she thought of herself as tall, skinny, awkward, flat chested. Just by enjoying her body, I think I got her to realize how sexy she is and that she isn't flat chested at all. Her breasts aren't double D's but they're nicely shaped, firm, point upward slightly. The bottoms are glide globes, the tops -- why do I even think of things like this -- could be a skit jump. Slide down the tops and get lifted slightly at the nipples and soar off into space. I start licking one of those ski-jump nipples. She moans. I tell her again how sexy she is and move to the other breast. I've moved low enough that she can't reach my cock anymore, so I move around and start kissing down her stomach. She's on her back, I'm on my side next to her, and as my mouth gets closer to my fingers, which are toying with her pussy, my cock gets closer to her face. I get my face into her groin and start licking her lips. Her pubic h air needs trimmed again. 

I'm not sure what she's doing to my soft and probably sticky cock but something's going on. I know it's her hand at one point and I'm pretty sure it's her tongue or mouth. I just keep on licking her, savoring the much stronger tastes of a well fucked pussy. I know I'm probably getting some of my own sperm as well as her fluids but it's still very sexy. I know it's her mouth at the other end, I can feel it for sure. I'm getting hard again. I grab her butt and pull and roll her on top of me. I hole her butt with both hands and attack her pussy with my lips and tongue, almost biting her. I know why they call it eating pussy because that's essentially what I'm doing. People talk about animal sex and I feel like an animal, just doing things by instinct, but I don't think animals do sixty-nines. Animals fuck for the real reason of fucking, to reproduce, to make little animals. It makes me wonder if Dorothy has gone on the pill because I didn't use a condom. It also makes me think I should be more concerned about that but instead pull away only so I can mount her and fuck her some more, still with no condom. probably dumb but I just want it right now enough to just push my way into that still very tight, warm place.

Se wraps her arms around me and those long legs of hers and presses tight to me as I pump in and out. She kisses my shoulder and makes soft moaning sounds interrupted with occasional huffs as she reacts to a particularly strong push into her by me. Probably because I had been licking her just before this, she doesn't last long before she starts almost screaming and I can feel her insides rippling along my cock in orgasm. I pull out, lift off her and help roll her over to get into her from behind. She's up on her knees and I'm pounding into her again, at first just holding her hips but then i lean over her and get my arms around her and hold each breast, playing with her nipples as I continue to push into her. I straighten up again to get more leverage and pound hard and fast for a while, then bend over her again and reach around to get my fingers to her clit. I push in and out. I push her clit around with my finger, it's like pushing a worm or a small, soft penis. She starts making noises, not screams exactly but way beyond just heavy breathing. I keep right on fucking her and diddling her clit and then i can feel it as well as hear it. her noises get louder, screams almost, and inside her, her body is grabbing and releasing my cock, almost rippling on me. She collapses flat on her stomach. I pull out and pull back, move to her side. She rolls onto her side and we face one another.

"Have you had all you want?" I ask her.

She looks as if she'd been working, sweaty. She grins. "Not really. I may never get all I want." She reaches down between us to feel my still erect cock. "Oh," she says, then pauses a moment, running her hand along my erection. "You haven't got all you want, have you?" she asks. Then she doesn't wait for an answer. She sort of half pushes me onto my back while sitting up and climbing over me until she's sitting on me. She moves herself forward a little to position her pussy right above my cock and slowly lowers herself, taking me up into her. She smiles at me as she starts to move her hips.

I love sex in any form and I can't say that one position is better than another. But this does have the advantage of my laying there as she does the work and my being able to watch a very lovely, trim body sitting above me, choosing to fuck me. It's certainly arousing.

She moves slowly at first but then starts bouncing on me faster as she gets more and more aroused. I can feel that I'm nearing an orgasm myself so I sit up a little to get my hands and mouth to her breasts. I try and feel her, diddle her nipples, suck her nipples as she moves on me. I tell her how sexy she looks and what a great body she has. I get tired of trying to sit up and lay back again and reach to her to touch her clit as she rides me. If I can get her to cum pretty soon then maybe it'll trigger me, too. It does. We both climax and she's laying on me, kissing m e. I can feel her whole body on mine, my softening cock still in her. 

"We should take a shower, get dressed and go out and get something to eat," I suggest to her. Maybe we'll have the strength for some more later but we need a break, don't we?"

"If that's what you want," she says, "then that's what I want." So we do that. As sexy as it is washing her naked body with my hands, it isn't enough to get me up again. I'm not sure if that's true of her, I think maybe she'd be willing to go on right away. We go to a small local restaurant.

"How'd you ever find me?" I ask her.

"It wasn't easy. When you left town I felt desolate. I needed you. I hired a private detective and he didn't manage to get anywhere until you rented this place. The landlord checked out your credit rating and all of a sudden you name turned up. He let me know and I flew in right away."

"What are your plans? I mean, I'm glad you're here but how long are you going to stay?"

"That depends on you, at least a little. I could be on sick leave from work or on a vacation or I could have quit. How long I stay depends on if you want me to stay."

"Let me see if I understand. If I want you to stay here, move in with me, live with me, you'll just quit your job and do that?"

"Well, yes. Today, for instance. Those last couple hours with you are better than the first twenty years of my life, I think. I'm really turned on to sex. Thanks to you. I'd rather be in bed with you than anything else I can think of. And that's why I'm here."

A few weeks ago an offer like hers would hook me completely. Now, after a month or more of almost constant sex with a dozen or more horny women, I'm not sure how to react. I'm almost ashamed of myself for becoming such a sex machine, fucking women I hardly know, eating every pussy that shows up. I'm not sure that it would be smart of Dorothy to hook onto me. A couple months ago, I'd grab at a chance to be with a sexy woman like her, would love to commit to a lifetime of sex with her. She's as good a fuck as I've ever experienced. 

"I'm not sure I'm the guy you should be willing to change your life for. I'm no knight in shining armor. I have a lot of failings. You're as sexy as any woman I've ever met but you're also still sort of pure, good perhaps. I may have just led you astray, took advantage of you."

"I'm not as sheltered as you think. True, you're the first and only that I've had sex with. But I've 'lusted in my mind' as Jimmy Carter put it, many many times. I've been as wanton as possible if only by imagination, fantasy. My mind is as black as your real history is, I think. You've just given me the opportunity to actually do everything I used to just wish about, think about. And I like it. In fact, I love it. I want to keep doing everything we've done as often as we can for as long as we can."

I leaned across the table and kissed her. "Okay. Quit your job. We'll just fuck our lives away." I'd already almost thought about it. I had planned on spending my life with Sarah. When that fell through, with Mindy. When that fell through I didn't intend to but I went crazy about sex and it's bothered me. I'll be happy to think about spending the rest of my life with Dorothy. "We'll have to see how well we get along in those brief moments when we're not naked in bed. I mean, do you squeeze the toothpaste in the middle or at the bottom? Do you want the toilet paper over or under? Important signs of compatibility."

"Well, I think we've been here long enough. We need to get back naked in bed." She stands and grabs my hand and almost pulls me away. "As long as you have a hard on for me and I have an itch for you, I don't think those other things will matter."

We end up naked in bed again. I try and make love to her, fondle and kiss and suck on her breasts and work my way down to eat her pussy. But she wants to be involved, too, so we end up in a sixty nine, her on top. I get her to an orgasm well before I could ever get to one. In fact, at this point, I think I can probably fuck all night before I cum again. She climbs on me and rides me. I tell h er great it is to have her fuck me while I can look at her sexy body. I diddle her clit, although it isn't easy with her bouncing on me, and she finally cums again. I can feel her insides grasping me. She climbs off and lays back, I move over her and get into her again, missionary position. I can kiss her forehead while we fuck, she can kiss my shoulders and chest. She cums again. I pull out and we go through what's almost a routine now of her rolling over and getting up on her knees so I can get into her again. I stay upright and pound into her, I lean over her, still fucking but slower, to reach around and get at her breasts and then her clit, then back up again, holding her hips, while I really bang away. I'm afraid I'm getting jaded by so much sex and that I'm losing the magic of it. Here I am with an almost perfect woman, very tight, fucking away like mad after we've both cum often all evening, and I'm not as turned on as I should be. It's almost like I'm working. So when she cums again, I get her to lay there facing me so we can kiss and feel one another and get aroused again, and the next thing I know she's sucking me so great that I finally cum. I tell her it's like we just had a sexual marathon. We both sleep soundly.

The next morning I wake up spooned against her back with an erection that I just shove between her ass cheeks some. She lifts a leg and reaches down and around to help aim me into her, and we start the day fucking sideways, slow and loving. She pulls loose and turns around to hold me and kiss me and, when I get into her again, she wraps her arms and long legs around me and we go at it until both of u s orgasm.

We live together for almost two months. The sex is fantastic and almost unending. Not always wild but still with occasional marathons. She truly loves sex. We end up with a little more furniture and we have food in the place and it takes m a couple weeks to realize that she's not asking me for any money. I ask her about it and she just tells me not to worry, she has money. She cooks. I'm eating good meals all the time.

She continues to surprise me. The second week she's here she starts volunteering at the Museum of Fine Arts. It turns out she has a degree in Art History. She just took the secretary job where I met her for a short time while she figured out how to find work in a museum. She tells me that, as a volunteer, she's working with one of the world's great experts and if she discovers she's actually good at this -- which she hopes is true -- she'll continue to volunteer and put in more and more hours and eventually get hired and have the full time job she's always wanted. Then she surprises me again.

"Don, do you like having me here?"

"Dorothy, I love having you here. I want you to always be here."

"Well, I love being here, too. I love being with you. What would you think of making it permanent?"

"Great! I've sort of been thinking it already was permanent."

"Well, there's an advantage to making it legal."

"Legal? You mean marriage."

"Yes."

"Fine with me. I can't imagine anything better than going to bed with you every night."

We're sitting on the couch. She sort of straddles me, reaches down and unzips me and pulls out my cock and plays with it a second to get it really hard, pulls her panties aside and sits on my erection, taking it up in her. She's smiling as she rides me, bouncing up and down on me. "That will make the baby legal, too," she says, still fucking me.

I had been working her buttons to get at her breasts and stopped. "Baby?" I almost shriek.

"Yes. I missed my period and waited a while then took a test I bought at the drug store and then went to a doctor to verify it." She says this in breathy spurts as she bounces on me. I reach down and grab her ass with both hands and slide forward on the chair and stress my legs as I stand, holding her to me. She has her arms and legs around me, holding on, and just looks at me, grinning. I move her against the wall and start pushing up into her, pounding into her as hard as I can. Each time I pull out, she drops slightly, then I lift her again with my penis as I push into her. Over and over. I'm grunting. She's grunting.

"We ought to be naked," I say between grunts.

"Well, stop a moment and we can be,"

I pull out, lower her so she's standing. I start taking off my clothes and she does the same. Naked, she looks at me. Naked, I step back to her, reach down and grab her ass and lift her some. She lifts her legs and gets them around my hips and I push into her again, pressing her against the wall. We're soon grunting again. I can feel her breasts, her stomach against me, her legs holding me to her. She can obviously feel my whole body. "I want to fuck you so much," I say, "but I want to eat you, suck on your breasts, I want all of you."

"You've got me. Whatever you want, I want."

I'm so into it that I just keep fucking her until I feel her orgasming and yet I just keep pounding into her until she cums again and so do I. After a shower, in bed, we sixty-nine for awhile and then have her ride me so I can watch her body, feel her breasts and her clit as she fucks me.




Those Horny Southern Belles Ch. 02



The complications are minimal. She meets my parents and they seem to get along. I think they are glad to get me married as they believe man and woman belong. I meet her parents and they seem very nice, no problems. I discover she has a sister and a brother and meet them. We get married down South, me surrounded by drawls from her extended family. It all happens fairly quick before her pregnancy shows. In the process I discover that her family has money. I mean serious money. Dorothy inherited lots from her grandparents and will eventually get even more from her parents. That house she lived in when we first met, for instance, is sitting there empty, although she plans on selling it. She starts hinting that we should really get a house and not raise a family in an apartment. Well, I'm not so proud that I'm not willing to help use my wife's money. I'm sure we will do exactly that. Meantime, I have a couple friends who want to start a company with a new technical product that I can definitely help design. I would be a full partner and share in whatever profits when the company either becomes successful or, very likely, gets sold to a larger company that has the ability to market the product. Dorothy suggests I go for it if I want to. 

Meantime, she's as sexy as ever. Her stomach is developing a bulge but doesn't interfere in any way with our sex life. She claims we can keep at it right up until the baby is born. I guess we will have a break after the baby is born but, as Dorothy says, she loves to suck my cock almost as much as having it in her vagina. And maybe my saliva might help her vagina heal faster. I guess we'll see what's possible when the time comes.



Those Horny Southern Belles



"Lorraine, it's an office. It's for business. We could get fired." But even as I speak I'm staring at her pussy, her finger sliding into herself, rubbing a little on her clit while she's doing it.

"All work and no play isn't healthy, Don." She pulls her finger out and brings it up and slides it into her mouth as she sucks on it.

"Lorraine . . ." is the only word I get out, followed by a sort of growl as I slide my chair forward and get my face up between her legs, I slide my hands up either side of her thighs, almost to her butt, as I get my tongue into that lovely sight. She tastes great, just like a horny woman should. I start licking and sucking, moving my tongue up to her clit and then back down into her vagina, licking up and down and in and out, as I use both hands to almost pull her off the desk by her butt. She leans back, putting both arms back to support herself, and looks down and watches me.

After just a few moments, she's moaning and groaning and saying "yes . . . yes" and it doesn't take more than two minutes and she's cumming. Her hips bounce some, her pussy seems to actually clench and release several times, and her juices flow. Still licking her, I get myself unzipped and my very erect cock out. I pull back slightly, stand up, aim myself and then push my cock into her slowly but continuously until I'm fully in, our groins against one another. She wraps her legs around me, or as much as she can, and sits up and grabs my shoulders as she starts grunting with every push of mine into her. I just had a blow job perhaps ten minutes ago so I'm going to last. Then I happen to glance up and over Lorraine's shoulder I can see, just outside my office, Dorothy, my secretary, watching us with her hand up under her skirt and working on herself. With all of Lorraine's noises I'm sure that everyone within earshot knows exactly what's happening, which should bother me. But I'm too busy fucking and loving it to do anything but just continue. I pound into her as hard and fast as I can. She has another orgasm. I can feel her insides grasping me and I just keep banging away until I finally cum, shooting my load into her. 

As I pull out and step back I can see that Dorothy is no longer in view. Lorraine has a gleam of perspiration on her face but is grinning like mad. "That was terrific, Don, just as good as it can get. I knew as soon as you walked into the bar last night that you were a good one."

"Lorraine, I should never have done that. But I have to admit, I'm glad that I did. But please, we can't do this here like this. Half the office staff must know what just happened. We need to meet somewhere else."

She gets off the desk and her short skirt drops down to cover her. "I've got to go to the Ladies and clean up. But we've got to do this a lot. If not here, somewhere."

"We will, Lorraine. Give me your phone number and I'll call you." She scribbles her number on a desk pad and gives me a kiss and leaves. I sit back down, slide back behind my desk and wonder just what the heck I've gotten myself into.

It's not even lunch time and I think the day's shot. In order to do my work I need to concentrate and not be interrupted. If nothing else, my own thoughts are going to keep interrupting me. I decide to leave, visit the head of production, and make a plant tour, checking out how everything works right now. In fact, I stay away from my office for the rest of the day, leaving the plant when the time comes. Back at my apartment, I take a shower and decide to go out and get a slightly early dinner.

There's a small restaurant a couple blocks away that I'd seen before so I just walk there. It has something like a dozen tables, people at only two of them right now. A middle aged man greets me and leads me to a table, hands me a menu and tells me the waitress will be with me shortly. I look over the menu some and the waitress comes to my table with a glass of water. I look up and realize that she's young. I assume she's over eighteen, the place serves beer and wine, but she looks like she's still in high school. Blond, blue eyes, big smile, cute girl. As she places the glass of water on the table she bends over, much more than's needed. I can't help but see that I'm looking at her bare breasts. I mean, she has on some sort of low scoop neck on her blouse and the way she's bent over, it's dropped away and I can see her breasts, inside the blouse but hanging freely, no bra. Good, full breasts. 

She stays like that, smiling at me. "See anything you like?" she asks. 

I decide to play along. "Absolutely," I tell her, "But I don't know whether I can have it or not."

She has both hands on the edge of the table, supporting her leaning so that I can look at her breasts. She moves a little to make them move a little. "You can have anything you want. We're not out of anything so it's all available. Some things take a little time to prepare but I'm here until nine."

"After nine?"

"I'm still available."

"Let me have a burger, some slaw and coffee. I'll come back at nine for dessert if that's all right."

She gives me a big grin. "Sounds great," she says, "but don't come in. Just go around back and wait and I'll come out." She turns and walks away. When she brings my food and later my check, she makes sure to give me a good look at those breasts again as well as wiggle her hips at me and remind me that she's going to see me later. 

Can I really do this? Can I have sex with every female that I meet practically? I better go buy some condoms. I don't care what Lorraine said, women this easy might have something that I don't want. Which reminds me that it's too late with Lorraine, if she has anything I've probably already got it, too. So I get my car and go to a drugstore and buy a fairly large number of condoms. Better safe than sorry. Back at my apartment, I watch some TV, get most of the answers right on Jeopardy, and kill time before going to pick up the cute, young waitress.

Sure enough, just after nine, she comes out the back door. She looks even more like a young coed as she grins big at me. I pull her close and give her a big kiss. "We can just walk, my apartment's just two blocks away."

"O.k., fine," she says, seeming pretty excited.

"Why meet you in back?"

"If my Dad knew I was meeting you, he'd never let me go, so you couldn't come in where he'd see you."

"Your Dad, the man that seated me?"

"Yeah, he's the owner."

"How old are you?"

"Eighteen."

"Still in high school?"

"Yeah."

"So you need to go to school tomorrow?"

"Yeah."

"Won't your Dad be worried about your getting home late on a school night?"

"It doesn't take that long, I'll be home before him. He has to stay and close it up, officially at ten but it'll probably be eleven by the time he gets home."

"It doesn't take long? You mean to have sex?"

"Well, yeah, isn't that what this is all about?"

"Yeah. By the way, what's your name?"

"Heidi. What's yours?"

"Don."

By then we're at my apartment and I open the door and let her in. "I worked today and you've been working so maybe we could start by taking a shower together?"

She gets a huge grin on her face and almost jumps up and down. She's perky. "Yeah, that'd be terrific. I've never done that before. I mean with a guy."

She has an absolutely gorgeous body. Lovely breasts, great ass and legs, almost no waist at all, cute face, blond and blue eyed. And I'm looking at the first shaved pussy in my life. We're in the shower, both naked, I'm using my bare hands to soap up her body. "I've never seen a shaved pussy before."

She's almost moaning from my feeling her all over. "Oh, a couple of us at school decided to try it. We shaved each other." And then it's time for her to wash me. "you have a lovely cock," she says, "A little bigger I think than I've had before." She rinses me but stays kneeling down feeling my cock and looking at it. "Let me see how it fits," she says, and gets her mouth over the end of it and slowly starts to swallow it. She licks and sucks and moves her head back off it for a moment and looks up at me. "Yeah, it's a little bigger, it doesn't fit the same." Then she's swallowing it again. She's obviously not as practiced at this as the nurse at work but she's very, very good because it's obvious she wants to, she isn't just being nice to me. She keeps on working on me until I finally cum. She swallows it all and comes up grinning.

We dry off and I get her on the bed, laying on her back and start working my way down her body. I kiss her on the lips, the neck, the shoulders, down onto her breasts. Really lovely, full breasts, like globes. Tight little nipples that I kiss and suck on and then start down over the small bulge of her stomach. I pull her around so her ass is on the edge of the bed. I kneel on the floor and get between her legs and kiss her thighs and work my mouth in to her pussy. She lifts her upper body to watch me. "Nobody;s ever done this before," she says.

"No guy has ever licked your pussy until you cum?"

"No."

"How many guys have you been with?"

"Just one. But I can tell, you're already a lot better than he is."

So I get into that tight little shaved pussy. All clean and pink. She's a screamer. Loud. I'm new here and wonder what my neighbors are going to think. I hope they can tell it's sex, happy screams and not bad ones. When she cums she puts out more juices than I've ever experienced. Almost shoots them out. I slide a condom on and move her body around some and mount her and starts shoving into her. She's really tight. More moaning and groaning than screaming while I work my way fully into her. She pushes back a little but mostly just lays there and takes it. I pull back out some and start pumping into her, slowly at first and then faster and faster, then hard, really pounding her. She's back to screaming again and is starting to get into much more, bouncing under me and pushing back as much as she can. She cums again. Her insides almost lock me in. She's tight and her clamping on me is very, very tight. I keep pumping but slower just because it's so much work to move in her at all. Then her insides loosen some and I get going faster again.

"Wow, I've never kept going like this. This is terrific. "She has her feet on the bed somehow and is starting to really lift her body, pushing back at me so we're slamming into one another. I feel as if I've been fucking all day. The nurse and then Lorraine and now this cute little Heidi and I also feel as if I'll be able to fuck her for hours. It isn't for hours but she does cum again before I do. Another set of screams. When I finally cum and slowly pull out of her she just lays there. "I'm worn out," she says, "That was by far the best sex of my whole life. I'm going to have to let you fuck Sandra. She'll never believe me."

"Sandra?"

"Yeah, she's my best friend. She's the one that shaved my pussy and I shaved hers. We've both fucked Brian but you make Brian look like nothing. Wow! This was just so great. But I have to go. I bet this has taken a lot longer than I expected and I have to get home before my Dad."

"Can I drive you?"

"No, thanks but don't bother. I'll be there in three minutes, it's just around the corner." And in almost no time she's dressed and gone and I'm laying there in my bed that smells of sex. Smells strongly of sex. 

The next day at work I actually manage to concentrate on my work for a couple hours. I notice Dorothy, the secretary I share with a couple other guys, comes by my door several times but I pay not attention. At lunch I go to the company cafeteria and Lorraine comes over to me and sits at the same table. "You didn't call," she says.

"Lorraine, I fucked you yesterday, I don't need to call and arrange to fuck you again. We must be able to go a few days between times don't you think?"

"I'd love to do it more than once a day but if it's got to be less often, I'll take what I can get. You going back for more from Miss Parris Island 1988?"

I grin. "You mean the nurse. Yes, I have an appointment to go back but not for about a week. What is it with her? She's actually beautiful. Aging slightly but very attractive. Why would she screw around at work?"

"She's married to a rich old guy. She just doesn't get enough. So she gets some more however she can. She stands to inherit a bundle if she just hangs on to him. I joke about her but she's o.k. I can't blame others for feeling just like I do, needing sex outside of my marriage. How about tonight?"

I give her my address and we agree that she'll come by at about eight o'clock. I go back to work. Dorothy looks in a couple times and finally, mid-afternoon, when I see her, I say something to her. "Dorothy, do you want to say something to me?"

She comes in. The way she looks around and closes the door is odd, she seems ill at ease. "I don't know how to say this," she says. 

I wait a moment and then say, "Why not just blurt it out and get it out there so I know what's the problem."

She looks at me a moment. "Well, yesterday, I saw what you and Lorraine did. I saw her sitting on the desk and you had your mouth to her, well, to her private parts."

I waited a moment. "Yes, and?"

"Well, I think probably every female would love to have done to her what you were doing then to Lorraine."

Again I waited a moment. "Including you?"

She blushed. "Well, that's the point, I guess. I mean I've never done that. But ever since I saw you and her I can't stop thinking about it. And, I can't think of you without thinking of what you were doing with Lorraine. And, yes, I'd like to experience that."

"Are you married, Dorothy?"

"No."

"How old are you?"

"Twenty three."

"You're a nice looking woman. Do you mean you've never had oral sex or you've never had sex at all?"

"Never at all."

"Oh. But you'd like to."

"Yes."

"Would you like to come to my apartment and have sex after work today?"

"Yes. I would. Definitely." And she smiles. Her fear is gone, at least for the moment.

"Well, I don't punch a clock and neither do you, do you?"

"No."

"So rather than prolong the agony, why don't we leave early today, you and I, and go to my apartment and let you experience sex for the first time."

"When?"

"How about now?"

"All right. I'll follow you. I mean, from the parking lot, I'll follow you in my car."

"Let's go."

At my apartment, we get to my door and go in and she turns and looks at me. I think she's a little frightened. "I've been wondering," I say, "exactly how to go about this. I can't just do you like I did Lorraine in my office. I mean, she's, to put it bluntly, a slut. She's had sex so often with so many that it probably ranks along with having an ice cream cone as a moment of happiness. You deserve something much better. I think we should probably both get naked. You're not going to want to, you've probably not been seen naked by anyone in a long time. But if we're both naked it breaks some barriers. Then we can start being a little romantic and let one thing lead to another as it happens. What do you think?"

She just looked at me. "You're right. I've never been naked around someone else since I was a baby. And it scares me a little. I don't have a great body. I'm not a model type. You may not have much interest once you see my body."

"I've only seen you clothed but it looks to me like you have a great body. Tall and slim and apparently very fit. You must work out or play a sport or something. I think I'm going to love to see your body."

"I play volleyball, always have. But basically I'm a string bean, tall and skinny through high school. Guys weren't interested. There are too many well built girls around."

"I used to have a girl friend that claimed she was skinny. She had great legs and a terrific ass. To me, it looks like that's true of you, too. She always complained about her small breasts but they were lovely to me. There's an old saying, more than a hand full is wasted. You're probably like her and feel your breasts are small when they're probably as much as half the women in the country have. Men always feel as if they have small penises, women small breasts. Truly, it doesn't matter. What matters is that we move to feeling comfortable with one another and then on to feeling lust for one another. So let's get naked."

I started taking off my tie and shirt. She just watchs but finally starts dis-robing, too. I finally am naked, she still has on her bra and panties. I step up to her, put my arms around her and hold her close and kiss her. I don't think she's actually kissed much before. I hope I manage to get her aroused enough that the kisses get better. I unfasten her bra in the back and step back just enough to get it over her shoulders and off. Her breasts truly are pretty good. Not double D's but probably B cups. I mean, she's not flat at all.

"You have lovely breasts," I say, "great shape, full and firm." I've got my hands on them, caressing them. I lean down a little and kiss across her chest on the tops of both breasts, then kiss around one breast, under it, then the other, then lick a nipple. It got harder. I lick the other. Then I start down onto my knees, kissing her stomach and take the tops of her panties and start pulling them down. She has good legs, well formed and strong. She's at least partially aroused, I can smell her. Lots of dark, curly pubic hair. She steps out of her panties as I lift one foot. I then kiss her legs, moving up until I can kiss atop her pubic hair. Then I stand again and get my arms around her again and kiss her again. As we break the kiss, I tell her, "You have a very sexy body. Lovely. We can get on the bed and I can start working on you but I think we might be better off taking a shower together. I can get more familiar with your body and you with mine. This love making is best when it's a two way street and you're as horny for me as I am for you."

I love female bodies and Dorothy's was better than most. Really fit, no sags or overhangs anywhere. I feel every inch of her, kiss most of her. I think it's working because she then feels all over my body, spends a lot of time feeling and looking at my very erect cock, even checking out my testicles. I understand women entranced with the phallic symbol of a cock. It always surprises me that they also seem to like those rather ugly, wrinkly balls in a sack. I guess they're all part of what's different between men and women. We kiss a number of times during the shower. She gets more and more involved.

Horizontal on the bed, I hold her and kiss her and run my hand up and down her back and onto her butt. I tell her she has a great butt. She does, very firm and full, strong feeling. I take my time kissing down her body and then down her legs and back up again. I re-position her so her pussy is on the edge of the bed, get her legs over my shoulders and finally start in on her pussy. It's hairier than any I'd eaten before and the hair gets in the way to some extent. I'll be picking hairs out of my mouth. If anything comes of this, we'll have to trim that, maybe even shave it if she wants. Her pussy, the lips, her clit, feel as fit as the rest of her body. Firm. Tasty. I do everything I've learned to her, ending up with two fingers up in her while I concentrate my tongue and lips on her clit and she goes berserk. Screams, jerking and bouncing and then fluid. While she's still in orgasm, at least I think she is, I roll a handy condom on and start pushing my cock into her. She is tight, as tight as anyone I've ever been with. I take my time, just keep pushing. With both of the women I ended up living with, I broke their hymens the first time I penetrated them. I never hit that in Dorothy. Somewhere down the line, she lost her hymen. Which made this a lot easier because that pain isn't going to happen and affect this experience for her.




Those Horny Southern Belles



Her screams turn into "ughs" as I pull out and push in again and again. Her arms around my back are digging in, her fingers grabbing my back. Her bottom is jumping some and finally those long, strong legs come around my upper thighs and start pulling me toward her. She wants this and the longer we continue, the more she wants it. Then she screams again and I can feel her insides clamping on me. Which affects me, too and makes me shoot off my load in reply. I push into her as far as I can and just stay there and we stay locked together in this odd position, me on my knees, half her body around me and off the bed. I start lifting my body and pushing us both onto the bed, without pulling out. But finally, once we're both on the bed, I am out of her and we're laying next to one another, facing each other, our arms on each other. She lifts a leg and puts it across mine, pulling her bottom closer to me so our pubic areas are again against one another.

"I've never felt like this before," she says. "It was all much more than I ever expected but what surprises me is, my real feeling is, I'm sorry that it's over and want more."

I kiss her and hold her. "That's the best possible result."

Slowly, kissing and feeling, she starts playing with my cock some, massaging it, pulling on it, commenting on how it has changed so much from earlier and I tell her that it'll come back up again in time. And it does, with her help. I'm not going to push it but I think she'll be ready to start tasting it before too long. Meantime, I move to taste her again and get us all involved again. This time, I take much longer to cum, so she has three orgasms; one from my mouth and two from fucking before I finally finish also. It takes a while but she dresses and drives herself back to wherever she lives. We both agree that we're going to do this a lot more often and would see each other in the office the next day.

I on't have a lot of time. I need to eat before Lorraine shows up. I can't go back to the restaurant and get Heidi involved, don't have time tonight, so I have a burger at a fast food place. When Lorraine comes, I let her know that Southern women are wearing me out and that I'd already had sex a couple hours ago so I don't know how well I would do and she lets me know that she's sure she can always manage to get me up again. This time, we're completely naked for the first time with enough light to see each other. She actually has a very good body, really nice breasts. She pays me back for eating her the other day by sucking me off. She's as good at it as the nurse. Just proves to me that she's had lots of practice, which still scares me a little. I plan on using a condom when we fuck. But first, while I build up the strength, I go down on her again and she goes as crazy as the first time. My neighbors are really going to wonder about me. Then we fuck. I need no added incentive, I'm plenty hard. But the next time does take some work on her part, with hands and mouth she manages to get me up again and we get another fuck in. A long one that has her screaming several times before I'm finally done. 

It's been a long day. I sleep soundly.

Maybe today I'll actually be able to concentrate on work and accomplish something. The first two minutes change that. Dorothy is waiting with an excited look.

"Can we get together again after work today?"

"I answered truthfully. "Yes, I'd love to."

"Can we go to my place this time? I know I'd never done anything like this before but I thought about it a lot and really always thought about doing what we did in my own bed, in my own place."

"Sure. It might even make you feel better, perhaps have fewer inhibitions."

"Oh, I've been thinking of what I want to do, something more than we've done so far. So we'll go to my place after work, then?"

Which means I spend the whole day thinking about sex with Dorothy while trying to think about solving production problems. Doing software means concentrating and building one solution on top of another. I keep losing my concentration and then having to back track a little and start again. I have to find some way to think about my work instead of sex. But, I do accomplish a little and at lunch I remember to buy some condoms for when I'm with Dorothy in a few hours. And then, work comes close to ending and we leave a few minutes early and I follow her home. She lives in a house. All alone in a house. Not large but a very nice place. Her bedroom is female definitely. Pink and frilly. 

"Since starting with a shower worked so well before, maybe that's what we should do again," she suggests and I agree. Soon we're standing in her tub, the curtain pulled and warm water pouring down on us.

I start working over her body with my hands and a bar of soap. "You have a terrific body, Dorothy, very sexy."

"You're the first one to make me believe that," she says. "I was always tall, skinny and gawky. My breasts too small."

"Your breasts are perfect for your body," I tell her. "You're tall and slim, terrifically fit. Your breasts are lovely, full and well shaped. Your whole body is sexy." By then I was fondling her breasts and had moved down over stomach and leaned in to kiss her pubic area before starting to wash it. She spreads her legs some and looks down at me as I wash on down her legs, then back up again so that I can kiss her pussy again. She almost pulls me back up, telling me that it's her turn.

As she washes me, bare hands feeling me, she says, "Even though I was sure nothing like this could happen to me, I was very interested in sex. I read a lot and looked at what I could find on the 'net." She's now caressing my cock, feeling it, moving her hands back and forth. "I decided that if I ever had a chance I had to get one of these in my mouth. I saw girls sucking cocks and knew they loved it and that I would, too. I didn't have the nerve to try yesterday but now I'm going to. I don't know what I'm doing so feel free to tell me what to do." She starts licking my cock.

"Do what you want to do," I tell her." Don't do anything just to make me happy, do what makes you happy. Anything you do will be great. Just don't bite, no teeth please." By then she has most of my cock in her mouth. She's slurping, perhaps drooling, making satisfied noises, almost humming. "Pretty soon you're going to get a mouthful of my sperm," I tell her.

She pulls her face back and looks up at me, still holding my cock. "I hope so," she says, grinning, then swallowing my cock again. She obviously isn't practiced at this but it's also obvious that she enjoys what she's doing, so it all works fine for me. I can feel myself moving towards an orgasm. And then it comes. She never moves her head back at all. Takes even more of me in, if anything . I assume she's swallowing because I'm sure unloading in her. Her tongue and lips keep working me as my shots diminish. She finally pulls her face back again, staying knelt down just staring at my cock, her one hand still holding it. She finally looks up again, smiling. She licks her lips. "How did I do?"

"You did great, Dorothy. You're a very good cock sucker." She grins and stands up and we kiss. As we dry off, I feel her body more and we finally get on her bed. I kiss her, hold her and then start working my way down her body. When I finally get to her pussy, I purposely go a little slow, making it last rather than hurrying her to an orgasm. I get her to a second one before I slide up over her, roll a condom onto me and push my way into her. It's a great fuck. She's really into it, bouncing under me. After, we hold one another and say nice things and she starts playing with my cock to get me hard again. She succeeds and we fuck again. After starting with me on top, I pull out, to her consternation, until she realizes we're just changing position and she gets on her hands and knees so I can get into her from the rear. I last and last and while she has a couple more orgasms, we then switch again and she ends up riding me. Sitting on me. Finally, we both cum and she almost collapses on me.

"I want to keep doing this forever," she says, "but the truth is, I'm actually pretty sore. I loved it all but towards the end it started hurting some. Is it all right with you if we don't do this again for awhile?"

"Sure, Dorothy, whatever makes you feel good and sexy."

"I have to meet my Mother and Dad for dinner. Then I'm going home with them and there's a party at their house this weekend. I'll be back Sunday evening, early enough for us to get together again. I could cook dinner for us. Is it o.k. if you come back here about six on Sunday?"

"I'd love to. I'll see you then."

I'm back at my place. I stopped on the way for a fast food dinner. I'm just starting to look for something good on the TV when there's a knock at my door. I look at my watch. It's just a minute or so before eight pm. When I open the door, there's a black girl standing there. She's obviously a little young but also obviously built. Lots of curves. Probably fifteen or twenty pounds more than a model would want but very attractive. But I don't know her.

"Yes?" is all I can think of.

"I'm Sandra," she says. 

What's that mean. Who's Sandra? "Do I know you?"

"I'm Heidi's friend. She told me how great you were with her so I'm here for some of the same. Can I come in?"

I'm not sure I quite grasp this but I stand back a little and say, "Sure."

"Heidi's working right now but in maybe an hour she's going to come and join us."

I'm finally realizing that Heidi is the cute blond waitress. This is her friend, they shaved each other's pussies. They both fuck the same boy in high school. So most likely she's never had anyone eat her pussy either. It's all coming back to me. "How old are you?"

"Eighteen, have been for three months now. Should I just get undressed?"

"Sandra, I was just with a girl friend. I might be all fucked out. I don't know if this is a good time for this. I don't know how much I can do for you."

"Oh, I bet I can get you up.," she says and starts unbuttoning her blouse. 

"Well, lets go into the bedroom and see how things go, then," is my response.

As we both get naked I can see that's she's built just as I expected. Really lush body. Lots of breast, good hips, strong, shapely legs. Cute girl. Not beautiful but nice looking. I've never been with a black woman. And while she's not as black as some people I've seen, she's a very dark brown, actually black in the creases. What the heck, let's go for it, I want to find out how that body feels and tastes. 

"You have a lush body, Sarah, I'm going to enjoy this. Since I may not be able to get it up more than once, maybe I should start on you and then later, you can get me up and do your thing. Is that o.k?"

"As long as I get at your cock sometime, I'll be happy to have you do me first. How do you want me, on the bed or what?"

"Yeah, let's start laying next to one another." I kiss those lips of hers, big lips, her face, her shoulders, then get to her really major breasts. Big nipples on big breasts. Working around each one with my hands and mouth is almost like attacking a whole body. They're softer than any others I've sucked and while the nipples harden up some they remain larger than I can get completely in my mouth. Then down onto her body. A little more flab there, also soft. Then down onto her legs. Strong legs, lots to them. Big thighs. I work my way down one and up the other and then pull her around by her legs to get her butt on the edge of the bed.

I get my mouth to her pussy. Shaved clean. Dark outside, pink inside. Probably the same pink and red inside as all humans but it looks brighter in comparison to the dark skin. I lick up and down and around and get my tongue into her and then up onto her clit. She tastes good, like a prime steak. I don't want to rush her into an orgasm, I want to enjoy this and work on her. Wow, when she orgasms she really goes off. Loud yells, plenty of juices coming from her. I kiss back onto her thighs for a moment, full thighs that almost get in the way except she's limber enough to spread really wide. Then I get my action back on her pussy, licking and sucking. After her second orgasm I decide to go ahead and get at her seriously so I concentrate my tongue and lips on her clit and slide a couple fingers up into her. I finger fuck her and really work on her clit until she goes berserk again. Then I pull back, move her back onto the bed and lay next to her, my one hand on her breast.

Don," she sort of breathed out, "Heidi didn't begin to make me understand how good this was going to be. Those were the best minutes of my entire life. Now let me see if I can get you up and we can go on from here." She already had a hand holding my semi-hard cock. She started massaging it, pulling on it, got her other hand to it and sat up some and leaned over me to get her face to it. Soon she's licking me and I can feel myself responding.

"If you ever get that up, it ought to last awhile., I've already cum three times this evening."

Soon her head is bobbing. My cock is erect and she's giving me her best blow job. She makes up in enthusiasm for what she lacks in technique. I let her suck me for a couple minutes. "Sarah, I don't want to come in your mouth, I might never get up again tonight. Lets get it in you and fuck a while."

She looks up at me and grins and then lays back and spreads her legs, inviting me to mount her, which I do after rolling a condom down onto my cock. For a girl as heavy as her, she's very tight. That surprises me. I don't know why. Inner tightness probably has very little to do with overall size. It's a really good fuck. She pushes back, enters into it all. She finally cums and I suggest we shift positions. So now I'm pounding into her from the rear, my hands holding onto her big, strong hips. She's pushing back like mad.

Then I hear a voice. There's someone else here, someone's come into my apartment. The someone moves around where I can see her. Heidi, the cute blond. Her Dad must have let her leave the restaurant early. "How can I get into this, too?" she's asking. I can see her. She's smiling and taking her clothes off. Just then, Sandra starts into another scream, she's having yet another orgasm. I pull out of her.

"Well, two of you. Heidi, I told Sandra, I was with another female earlier. I've already cum three times. This erection ought to last but if I cum, I'm not sure I can get it up again tonight. So, Sandra, I'll lay on my back and you mount me and fuck me. Then, Heidi, you can sit on my face and I'll do you orally while Sandra fucks me. When she cums, you can change places with her and you can fuck me. Is that o.k. with both of you?"

There was no answer because both of them were climbing on me before I finished my sentence. Heidi's clean, pink, shaved pussy is on my mouth and I can feel my cock sliding up into Sandra, so I get my tongue out and start licking. I get both hands up onto Heidi's hips and butt to hold her where I can get at her. She;s facing Sandra and while I can't see anything except Heidi's bottom, it feels and sounds to me as if they're busy with each other in some way. Sandra's bouncing on me to the point where I may end up with bruises. Heidi is squirming atop me, her pussy getting juicier and juicier as I work inside her vagina and on her clit with my tongue.

Maybe once Sandra starts having orgasms, they come quicker or something but it isn't long before she's screaming and into another one. Without asking me, she lifts off and moves away and Heidi moves around and climbs on me. I can look up and see her fit, lovely body, her full breasts, as she lowers herself onto my still-erect cock. She starts moving, slowly at first but faster and faster and then ad ark leg cuts off my vision and Sandra's very wet pussy is right on me. 

I'm not sure this is the sexiest moment at all. I think being with Dorothy is sexier. But it's a unique and terrific experience to have one girl riding me, fucking me, while the other sits on my face and gets her pussy eaten. After a while, Sandra's going at it again. I can feel her orgasm on my mouth. She's not as juicy as earlier but still has some. Then she lifts off and almost immediately, Heidi starts into an orgasm. I can feel her insides rippling and grabbing my cock, so after what's seemed like and hour of use, my cock finally pulls a load up from my balls and I shoot off into the condom that, fortunately, is still in place. 

Heidi climbs off and I just lay there. "I think I'm done for, girls," is about all I can manage to push out. My cock is worn but so are my lips. It's like I've been eating pussy forever. It takes a minute or so and I realize there's movement on the bed. I roll over slightly and there, right next to me, Heidi is sitting on Sandra's face, leaning over with her mouth to Sandra's pussy, They're eating each other. I doubt if it's the first time, either.

My room smells like sex. I bet brothels smell cleaner. But both girls are finally gone. I slowly get the sheets off the bed. I'll wash them tomorrow. I get clean ones on and almost collapse and fall asleep easily. I'm awakened by the telephone ringing. I glance at the clock. It's a little after eight, it's light so it must be Saturday morning. I groggily get out of bed and find the phone. It's Lorraine.

"Don," I hear, "I came by last night. Your door was unlocked so I came in. Heidi was fucking you and you were eating some black girl. Heidi is the girl friend of my husband's younger brother. How did you ever end up fucking her?"

"You were here but didn't let us know?"

"Yeah. Heidi would know me. She'd be bound to tell Brian and he'd tell Carl, my husband, and the shit would hit the fan. How is that you're fucking Heidi?"

"Well, for your information, so is Brian. He's also fucking Sandra, the black girl. Heidi waited on me at her Dad's restaurant and put the moves on me and we ended up back here. She'd never had anyone eat her pussy before. I guess Brian doesn't do that. She liked it so much that she said she'd have to let me do her friend, too, and then they both showed up here last night. I didn't know they were coming."

"I'll have to get Carl to teach Brian about eating pussy. But meantime, Carl's overseas and I'm horny. I'll be there in about ten minutes." And she hung up. I couldn't get a word in to suggest any alternative. I decided to go back to bed.

What is this? I spent several years of my life trying to get laid. Once I succeeded and had a lovely girl living with me I had sex with her as often as possible and it was always very important to me. Same with the next girl that lived with me. They both left me but they both admitted they stayed as long as they did because the sex was so good. Now, I seem to be changing. Last night I actually asked that high school girl to go away and come back some other time. She didn't but I did ask. And now, Lorraine's coming to me for sex and I'm going back to sleep. She's a good looking woman with a good body and she loves sex, so what is this? Am I getting tired of sex or something? Maybe it's just these over-sexed women that come after me instead of letting me go after them. 

I guess Lorraine just came in the unlocked door. Because the next thing I know, I'm in bed, naked because I always sleep naked, and her naked body is pressing up against my back and she's reaching around me to start diddling with my cock. In another couple minutes, she's pushed the covers away and rolled me over some so she can get her mouth to my cock and start sucking me off. I can't fight it. It feels so good that I start wanting her, too. So once I cum and she swallows it, smacking her lips, I get to her and kiss down her body until I can start licking her pussy. I move onto her clit and finger fuck her until she cums, too. By then, I'm ready again and I mount her and fuck her into a couple orgasms, changing positions after each. She then rides me until I finally cum again. There's no conversation, just lots of groans and yells and the slurping sounds of sex and bodies slapping together.




Those Horny Southern Belles



After, it's "What's with you and Heidi?"

I tell her how she asked me if I saw anything I wanted while she hung her very nice breasts practically in my face and then one thing led to another and she came back here with me. During sex, I ate her and that turned her on and she said she needed to let her friend experience it. Then, a couple days later, unexpectedly, her friend showed up, followed later by Heidi. But I had already been with someone else and was about worn out so they ended up in a hot and heavy sixty-nine, eating each other like mad. I think your little Heidi is more active than you think. If she propositioned me, isn't it likely she's doing it with other customers at her Dad's restaurant?

'Well, you might have been worn out but what I saw was both of them riding you, so it's not like you didn't do anything with them."

"Well, yeah, I ate them both and fucked them both but it was just one, long, tired erection for me and when I finally came, I was done."

"So Heidi and her friend did each other, huh? M aybe I ought to see Heidi, if I can make sure she doesn't say anything to Brian that could get back to my husband." Meantime, her hand's been working on my cock and I'm coming up again. "For now, though, it looks like you're about ready again." With that, she's climbing on me, sitting on my cock and starting to ride me. So we go through several positions again, changing each time she cums, until finally we both cum. I tell her I'm done and it doesn't take long and she leaves. This means both sets of sheets I own need washing. But first, I go back to sleep. I'm just plain worn out.

Mid-afternoon I wake, fix myself a sandwich, look at a couple things on TV and decide I might as well take my sheets and some clothes down to the basement where there's a laundry facility for the residents of the building. It's something around three-thirty or four o'clock on a Saturday afternoon. As I leave my apartment, the lady next door, who I've never met, is coming out her door with a basket full of laundry. We see each other.

"Hi," I say, "I'm Don."

"Diane" she says, "I guess we're both headed to the laundry aren't we?"

We get down to the laundry room and she puts a load in one machine and I put a load in the other one. Two washers, two dryers, a couple plastic chairs, a good sized table to fold clothes on, a machine that sells soap and stuff, and a sink with water taps, that's what's in the room. By now, I've got a good look at my neighbor. To start with, she's downright beautiful. She could be in show business in some way. She looks as if she's maybe thirty five, maybe even forty, but as attractive as an eighteen year old. Red hair. Not flaming orange but something more than strwaberry blond. Pale skin, blue eyes, perfectly formed face. Beautiful, as I said. Nice body. Trim. She has on sort of a T-shirt but with a little more scoop to the neckline and a pair of shorts. Not short-shorts, just normal shorts. Very, very attractive.

"Ever since you moved in," she says, "I've been hearing lots of very happy noises from women that you seem to be entertaining."

"I'm sorry if I bothered you," I tell her. "I moved here from New England and I've been a little overwhelmed by women letting me know they want some sex. I'm not used to that."

"You don't seem to say no," she adds, with a smile.

"No, I don't. I have to admit that I like women very much."

"You must be good at sex, they sound as if they're in constant orgasm."

"Yeah, well, I guess I like to make my partners happy because then they make me happy." We both sat there for a moment. I wanted to change the topic. "What do you do, Diane? You're very beautiful, look as if you should be in show business."

"I was. I was trained as a dancer, was in several shows, toured with some. Then I met my husband and left the business."

"You're married?"

"A widow. He was in the Marines. A Major when he died. It's been four years now."

"Sorry to hear that, it must be tough."

"Yes, very difficult. I've started to recover though, have started dating some. I've even met someone that makes me think I may marry again."

"He'll be a very lucky man."

"Thanks. Though he doesn't make me react as loud as you seem to cause your girls to."

"Oh." Now what do I say? "I lived with girls a couple times. They both chose to leave me. They both said the sex was good but they couldn't afford to invest any more time in me since they didn't want to marry me. I'm too dull, I think. So there's more to life than just sex."

"My husband wouldn't have agreed with you, I don't think," she said, smiling as if she was remembering good times.

Both machines were done, we both unloaded our wash and moved it to dryers, and started loading in the rest of our stuff into washers. "If you had come down here after I had loaded my wash, it would have been embarrassing," she says. "I intended to toss what I'm wearing in, too. You'd have found me naked."

"It would have been a pleasant surprise," I say, "You're extremely attractive and sexy. In fact, I had planned to do the same thing and wash everything I needed done."

We both looked at one another and grinned. She started pulling her T-shirt up over her head so I started undressing, too. We both tossed everything into the washers and turned them on. We're looking at each other, both completely naked.

"You have a gorgeous body," I say to her, "and you're a real red head." She actually doesn't have a lot of pubic hair but,while it's darker than her head hair, it's definitely reddish.

"And you have a great body, Don," she tells me, stepping towards me. Seeing her naked, I'd developed a hard on and she stood close and wrapped one hand around my cock. "You have a delicious looking cock." Then, without saying anything else, she kneels down and starts swallowing me. Her hands are busy with my balls as she sucks on my cock. What do you do when someone starts sucking your cock? What I do is just stand there and let her. I mean, it feels great and she knows what she's doing. 

Once I unload in her mouth, I help pull her up and kiss her, then lift her some to sit her on the table while I caress and taste her breasts, good breasts, not huge but well formed, and work my way down over her stomach to that redheaded pussy. I'd never actually been with a red head before, never licked a red head's pussy. It's very pretty actually. Her skin is very pale so she's sort of pink herself and then her insides are also pink and red. She has a fairly strong taste which gets more so as she starts getting juicier and juicier. She's loud enough that if we were in my place, she'd sure hear it from next door. When she orgasms, I stand back up, my cock is at the right level, and I slide into her. Not as tight as some but plenty tight enough to feel great. We're wrapped around each other as I keep pushing into her. She gets even louder.

The result is, we go back up to her apartment with our laundry and I end up staying through the night. We fuck so many times I lose count. After a shower and before we finally sleep, we eat each other again. It's obvious that she loves oral sex. The next morning, after another fuck, I gather up my laundry and go next door to my place. I need another nap. I've got to get some strength back before I meet Dorothy at her place for dinner and, I imagine, an evening of sex. 

Dorothy prepared a very nice dinner. Pot roast, potatoes, everything I like. It'd been a while since I had a good home cooked meal. A good meal in a private home is something to be desired. The fact that a sexy female goes with it makes it even better. We do end up naked in her bedroom. Her second attempt at sucking cock is terrific, much better than her first, which wasn't all that bad anyway. It's obvious she's doing what she wants to do, including getting a taste of my cum, which she seems to swirl around in her mouth a while before she swallows. I've never tasted it and never intend to so I have no idea how it tastes but she sure acts like she likes it. I can't explain why I like eating pussy. It isn't that it tastes that great or anything but it's all very sexy. So I can imagine a woman feels the same things about sucking a man's cock. It isn't just the taste, it's the whole sexy experience somehow. Which I then went ahead and experienced for myself again by eating her. After, that is, kissing down over her body and spending a lot of time on her breasts, telling her how sexy she is. If Diane could hear us next door, I suspect neighbors up to perhaps a mile could hear Dorothy. Somehow, this time seemed an even bigger turn on than any before.

I had brought a bunch of condoms with me, So I roll one on and then get up over her and push my way into her already very well lubricated vagina. After last night's experience, I last a long time and we change positions. I push into her doggie style, reaching around to feel her breasts and then to diddle her clit. Then she's on top, bouncing on me, then we're back to me on top. She cums three times to my one. We just lay there for a while, holding one another, then decide to take a shower and start over. 

There's something about showering with a woman. naked bodies are just sexy, so even though I was pretty much fucked out by then, I get hard all over again. With the hot water running on us, she sucks me off again. She's getting to be a pro at it, uses both hands, works my balls, jerks me off to some extent while her mouth is working me fast and furious. After we dry off, I get her to sit on the toilet and spread her legs while I go to work on her pubic hair with scissors. I have a waste basket right under her pussy practically and I snip away until she has the equivalent of a crew cut. Still hair around but not long enough to get caught in my teeth. Of course, I have to make sure so I lick a little as I snip, testing to make sure I'm getting it right. Then, still kneeling, I really eat her out, ending up licking her clit as I finger fuck her, which leads to us fucking on the bathroom floor. 

We eventually get back to the bedroom and manage once more before we both fall asleep. I have to get back to my place to change clothes and shave before going to work, so we wake up a little early, me spooned to her with my erection pressing between her legs. She lifts a leg and I manage to push into her and I slide in and out for awhile but I don't have a condom on and she's not on the pill. So I pull out and rearrange us into a sixty nine position so that I can eat her as she sucks me. She's tastier in the morning than she was right after a shower the night before. Maybe I am, too.

I wonder again, as I change clothes and head back to work, about all the sex I'm having. Is this great or is it sick, some how? I'm used to a continuing relationship with one woman, fairly romantic. Here I am, with more sex than ever, with what seems like a whole raft of women and none of it is romantic at all. Well, maybe Dorothy is. We haven't ever discussed it that way. But even with her, this may just be a fling. Her first but still maybe just a happy experience. If it;s more, what does that mean for me? Can it be more for me or is she just like Heidi and Lorraine and Sandra and Diane and Eleanor, the nurse.

The next day, I'm due to go back to the medical office to give a blood sample that can be tested for any sexually transmitted diseases (STDs). I sort of have some fear about going because I know the nurse is going to expect to blow me again and I decided that I'd try and eat her and fuck her. Do I have the nerve to actually ask a strange woman to get naked so I can eat her and fuck her? As I think about it, I decide that I might as well try. It's not like she's completely a stranger, I mean she's already sucked me off. 

I walk in and she's sitting there behind a desk. She really is pretty. "I'd like to do things different this time," I say to her. 

"Do you have your company ID?" she asks. 

That isn't what I expected. I do have it and I get the card out and hand it to her. She looks at it. "Oh, yes," she says, "You're to get a blood sample taken and sent off for tests. Come into the examination room, please, I have it all set."

In the next room, I say, "What's with this? Last time I came here you sucked my cock and now it's all business."

"Almost everything in this factory is covered by cameras. There's one in my reception area. There's probably one in your office. They're eveerythwere except the rest rooms and this examination room. They're illegal wherever people might be caught undressed. So I didn't want you to say the wrong thing out there."

"Are you sure? Cameras everywhere. In my office even?"

"The claim is, it's for security. Some years ago, in one of the company plants, overseas I think, someone came in and shot some one. Management claims that's why we have them."

"In my office? Shit, I'm in trouble."

"You did something in your office? Had sex maybe? Well, it'll take a while for someone to review all the tapes and catch you. Then, if they feel like it, they'll fire you. But if they don't feel like it, if they think they need you, they'll just never mention it. Wait a while and see, you never know. It's happened before. Or not happened is what I mean, I guess."

"I should have known it. But, she made enough noise that everyone within earshot probably knew what was going on anyway. If I'd worked here longer, I might have made some friends that would warn me. I'm suprised she didn't know."

"Your secretary?"

"Oh, no. This woman works here somewhere else, she's the one I was with in a bar the night before I came in to see you. Then she saw me and followed me to my office. She's hard to deny, flashing her bare pussy at me. A very delicious pussy."

"Oh. You like the taste of pussy do you?"

"Yes, I do. In fact, that's what I was going to ask you when I first came in. I assume you intend to suck my cock again. So I'd like to get you naked and enjoy those obviously lovely breasts and then find out what a blond pussy tastes like. If you're a real blond, that is."

"Well, maybe you'll just have to find the answer to that," she says as she starts to unbutton her blouse. 

Eleanor's body is lush. I realize that she and my next door neighbor, Diane, are similar in age. Somewhere in the late 30's. As an ex-dancer, Diane has a body that any eighteen year old would be glad to have. Slim and trim. Not unlike Heidi, the eighteen year old who has great body, but with larger breasts than Diane. Eleanor, on the other hand, has a lot more meat on her bones. She's not fat, at least by my standards. Was Marilyn Monroe fat? How about Anna Nicole Smith? Well, all right, she did get fat on occasion but at times was very, very sexy. So is Eleanor. Lots of breast, Lots of meat. A waistline of a sort, a little bulge for her stomach, strong legs. A very sexy body. Beautiful face. We're both naked and she has me on the examination table, her on her stool up between my legs, swallowing my cock. She loves to suck cock. And she's good at it, working on my balls, moving her lips up and down, milking me. I don't last long and she has a mouthful. Then we're kissing and she's moved around to sit on the examination table while I move my mouth down to get at those breasts.

Lovely, full breasts, Big nipples that get harder as I suck on them. Then down to her pussy. I'm on the stool now and she's spread wide, giving me lots of room. She really is a blond. Much darker than her hair but still, a lot lighter than the dark haired women I've been with before. She loves getting licked. She has both hands on my head, holding me to her, her legs are waving back and forth, she gets juicier and juicier as I work on her. I slide a couple fingers up into her as I concentrate my mouth and tongue on her clit and soon she;s cumming. I grab the condom I'd set on the tale and roll it down on my erection. I always get aroused as I eat pussy, and this is no exception. I stand up, get aimed into her and start shoving my way in. She's not tight but she's tight enough to feel that warm, moist envelope all around my cock. I push all the way in, my balls hitting her anus, and I start pulling back and pushing in, faster and harder. She has her arms around me and I just keep pounding into her. She's full of "ughs" and "yesses" and moans as I work on and on. I'm surprised how long I last. I can feel her insides contracting in orgasm and I just keep pushing into her.

I finally cum. I think she's had another orgasm on the way. I pull out and we just look at each other for a few moments, smiling. Then she gets serious and says, "I better get your blood sample to send to the lab, just to keep this all kosher." Still naked, we move over to a little table arrangement. She checks out my arm, has me squeeze a little rubber ball, and manages to get a needle into me. I watch it fill with my dark red blood. She then says, "Well, I guess we better dress. I'll make an appointment for you to come back for results in a week. Maybe we can do this again then. I wish we could do it more often, I really miss some good sex."

"Maybe we can. Why does it have to be only here? I understand you're married but there must be times when we could grab a few minutes. I have an apartment that's not that far away."

"You're a real sex machine aren't you?" She smiles. "I'll see what we can arrange."

Then I'm back at the office. Dorothy wants to meet me after work again and tells me that a Mr. Isling from Human Resources wants to see me. Shit, they must have seen the tape. . What's happening to me? I'm a slut. I mean if women can be sluts, why not men? I'm fucking everything in sight, indiscriminatly. A couple different females every day. This isn't me. 

I see Isling and I was right. I'm fired. I've been working here four days. I'm to leave right now. I go back by to tell Dorothy. She can't believe it. I go back to my apartment to clean everything out. I'm moving back up North. Th is four days never existed as far as my resume is concerned. There's a knock at the door. I answer it and it's Diane from next door. What the heck, I invite her in. Might as well get one final fuck in before I leave.