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Locked Out

By: jessexpose



As I have shared in the past I am an exhibitionist at heart. I am too the point that it is actually an addiction that I probably should seek therapy for but for now I am going to just accept it as part of my life and if it ever begins to impact my life negatively I can address it then. For now I am going to continue to indulge it and one way that I have been able to continue to enjoy my exhibitionist ways is to share it on Literotica. This was not my idea actually but was my fiancé's idea as he is quite aware of my obsession and very supportive of it. He himself has enjoyed my addiction on many occasions and I look forward to sharing how I found my soul mate and how he has come to love me for who I am. For now I want to continue to share my past and continue to share my college years.

I shared a story of how my roommates Becky and Joy were very supportive and welcoming of my exhibitionist ways. At first I was not entirely certain that they would be entirely supportive but little by little I was reassured that they loved me for who I am and that they might not exactly indulge in my lifestyle on a daily basis they were not oppose to the idea either. Especially when alcohol was involved. 

One thing about being an exhibitionist is that I never want clothes on. Now the problem with this is that you can't exactly get away with that all the time. Also I found that I don't enjoy exposing myself that much if I am doing it so overtly that you just become a nude person. That is hard to explain but I like the idea of the tease, the forbidden glimpse, or at least exposing yourself in a way that is not expected or bold.

When I am looking to expose myself in daily life I want it to be coy. But let's say you are on a nude beach where everyone is nude. This does nothing for me just being there with everyone else. So I have to elevate the experience by lying on my stomach with my legs spread so you can see my pussy from behind. Sitting in a short beach chair leaning back with my legs spread so my pussy is completely exposed but just acting nonchalant as I read a magazine as if I am just sitting in the most comfortable way possible without a thought about how I might be exposing myself. Or my all-time favorite, lying on my side with my head propped up on my elbow. One leg pulled up a bit closer to my chest the other one to help expose my pussy better from behind. Then slightly put my back in a slight arch so my lips are exposed further. 

As I lie there like this on the beach reading and relaxing I rest one arm on my hip with wrist dangling down a little to my behind. I very lightly and absent mindedly pet my pussy lips from behind. Nothing overtly sexual. No penetrating or spreading my lips at all. Just lightly feeling how smooth they are. Of course I know that the guy on the beach about 20ft. from me is watching. But I don't let him know that I know. I have many beach stories to share. I will do that in another story because right now I want to share about how the first time my exposing myself lead to me fucking my victim.

Ok, back to wanting to be nude all the time. As I shared before I was blessed with a very nice body. I am about 5'6" tall and weighed about 110 in my first years of college. I gained some weight and left college a bit curvy at 130lbs and it was at that time that I vowed I will never let myself get out of shape again. I am now turning 29 on the 4th of July and I weigh typically between 118-120lbs. I work out almost daily to keep my body and weight right where I want it to be by running, doing yoga, and some weight training. I am not bulky at all but I am very toned and have a very nice tight firm ass that is not exactly curvy but does fill out my True Religions very nicely. I have blonde hair that comes down to my shoulder blades that I like to wear up in a ponytail most of the time unless I am working out.

One very special thing about my body, well I think it is very special and for my exhibitionist side it is very important is that my pussy is very visible from behind. My legs are toned of course and there is a nice gab between my thighs which makes it very easy to see my pussy from behind when I am laying down on my stomach. Even when I have my legs together and I am laying down you can easily see my pussy lips between my legs and ass cheeks. If I arch my back even the slightest they become very clearly visible from behind. I LOVE THIS! 

I did not know my pussy was so visible from behind until an old boyfriend said something and then we took a bunch of pictures of me in various stages or bending and arching and lying down. I now have a completely perfect mental image of how my pussy is exposed depending on how I am laying or bending. This is very important for the games I like to play. Remember that little visual I gave about the beach and lying on my side playing with my lips? Now you know why that works so well and why I love it so much! I know, all this detail and you are probably getting antsy wanting me to get to the good stuff so here we go.

As I said I want to be nude all the time but that just does not work out well. So what I do now is that I am always in one of 3 types of outfits when it is in the evening now around my house. I am either in just a silk robe if I am going to shower or it is in the morning, in a pair of loose fitting shorts and a wife beater that you can clearly see the outlines of my nipples through or I am in an oversized t-shirt with nothing on under it. Oh, I NEVER WEAR PANTIES. The only time I wear them is if I am wearing a pair of jeans that are just too rough or that damn seam that runs through the crotch is sewn weird and it pokes up against my lips uncomfortably. Then I wear a thong. If I am on my period it is the same. Oh well, if you are one of my victims and you see a string what can I say? You also got to see a hot pussy too so suck it up. Thanks to the Mirena I don't have that problem anymore so it is no longer a concern. Back in college I was either in the wife beater shorts combo or the large T-Shirt. The large T-Shirt actually started in college when Becky's boyfriend left one of his T-Shirts in our room. I was just out of the shower and had a towel around my hair and needed to go down the hall to get my blower drying back from Tess who was the biggest pain in the ass prude. Anyway, I saw his shirt there and I grabbed it and pulled it on. It came down to literally just below my ass cheeks. If you had any angle to look at me other than from looking directly down you saw ass cheek from behind and smooth pussy from the front. You did not even have to be below me trying to look you would be able to see. I fell in love with this shirt.

So I had the shirt on and I went down to get the hairdryer from Tess. She opened the door and looked at me and immediately knew what I wanted. Like I said, she is a pill so she just grabbed it said sorry and handed it to me. I don't think she even noticed what I had on. I went back to my room to find out that the door was locked. If anyone has ever lived in a dorm then you know the doors auto lock on you and mine did just that. I know it sounds too cliché for my stories but it is the truth. 

Becky and Joy were gone until 3. It was only 10am. I had class at noon. Had to get into the room so I went to the building RA to get a key to get in. Our floor had a female RA but she was not there so I went downstairs to see if the building RA was in. His name was Shane and he was a graduate student making him a few years older than me. Luckily he was in. 

Shane was a good looking guy. I was only 19 at this time and he was 24 I think. He was tall about 6'3" and he had played lacrosse for the school providing him with very nice physique. Not real bulky but very toned and defined. Have you ever seen the movie Crazy Stupid Love? He was built similar to Ryan Gosling in that movie.

Now to get to Shane's room was fun in itself. I went down the south stairs and in doing so this meant that I had to walk along the entire length of the hallway of the first floor rooms, then by the community room and on the other side of the lobby was where his room was. It was basically across from the Lobby room but on a slight angle. The first hallway was no big deal. Nobody was even in the hallway which was a bit of a disappointment but as I passed the community room there were a few guys and a girl sitting at a table. I knew one of the guys from class and the girl lived on my floor. As I walked by Kim waived and gave me a funny look. I walked over to the table she was at and did the hands out palms up thing you do where you hunch your shoulders up to say "I don't know" and said "I locked myself out of my room". 

Now I was not even thinking about what I had just done. It was completely unplanned and for me it was such a turn on because of that very fact. I had no idea that in the process of raising my shoulders I had actually raised the bottom of the shirt up a good 2-3 inches. As I said the shirt barely covered my ass and pussy so when this happened my pussy was exposed to them ever so briefly and I realized what I had just done when the guy I did not know to her right got this surprised look on his face. Ever see those movies when a guy sees a pair of tits and he is frozen still? Yeah, that happened to him. Kim noticed too and she actually had a look of shock on her face almost like she was scared for me. Once I saw their faces I knew that I had just showed them my fresh out of the shower baby smooth pussy. 

"I went to get my hair dryer from Tess" I said holding it up to show them, "and locked myself out of the room. Becky and Joy won't be back until this afternoon so I am going to see if Shane can let me in."

Kim just looked confused and said "Oh". Paralyzed guy was still paralyzed and the guy I knew from class who, had his back to me, just kept reading his Economics book and never looked up. 

"Catch you guys later." I spun around knowing my shirt would rise a little bit and started to walk away when I heard footsteps coming up from behind me. 

"Jessie! Wait." Kim said as she caught up to me. 

I stopped and she came around in front of me and got close to tell me something in confidence. I had been walking away from them so my back was to the table with shocked guy and the geek as she talked to me.

"Jessie I don't want to embarrass you but when you walked over to us your shirt rose up and we could see you did not have anything on underneath your shirt."

Trying to act a bit surprised I said, "Oh boy. How obvious was it? Do you think anyone else saw?"

"It was quick but it was pretty obvious. I don't know if Jeff [paralyzed guy] saw or not but he was looking at you when you walked up so he might have. I know you got locked out but you have to be more careful. Do you want my hoody to wrap around your waist until you get back in your room?"

I ignored her offer and I leaned in a bit closer to her "How much did you see?"

She looked very concerned and said, "Basically everything. I am sorry it was really quick though so Jeff probably did not even notice. Do you want my jacket?"

I leaned in real close to her and said "Oh my god I just shaved too. How embarrassing." Then I put my arms around her neck and gave her a hug and said "Thank you so much for telling me. I hope you were not offended." 

In hugging her I knew right then and there that my shirt rose up a good 3-4 inches exposing my ass to Jeff while I hugged her for a good 5 seconds or so. Hopefully he was able to get a peek at my lips too but we were a good 20ft away so he might not have been able to see. Either way I knew he was seeing my ass now. When I let go I gave her kiss on the cheek and said thanks and walked away. I am not sure if it was the fact that I told her I just shaved my pussy or the fact that I kissed her that left that look of confusion on her face. Either way it was awesome.

As I walked past the lobby there was unfortunately nobody in there to see my sexy legs as I walked by so I knocked on Shane's door. He answered as soon as my knuckles hit the door to knock which shocked the shit out of me. Shocked him too. He was just leaving to work out and was in a T-Shirt and a pair of work out pants all the guys wear. He had his gym bag with him. 

"Hey there, I am Jessie and I am on the third floor and I got locked out. Our RA is not up there is there a chance you could let me into my room?"

"Yeah I was just leaving so no problem. I'm Shane by the way. Looks like you found me just in time or you would have been locked out for a while in your cute dress you have on there."

"Oh you like my dress do you? I just got it from the pickup shop on our dorm's floor. It even came with a nice smell of men's cologne on it!" Picking right up on your flirting there Mr. Shane! 

We stared walking down the hall and I did not turn towards the elevators near the lobby and neither did he. I don't know if he was just following me or he intentionally wanted to see me go the upstairs but I knew the stairs were going to be fun so I did not say anything.

As we walked by the community room I made a quick glance to Jeff and just gave him a knowing wink and went on my way talking to Shane. Once we got in the stairwell I started up the stairs in front of him full well knowing he was going to be able to completely see my ass and all of my pussy. But I did not want to sell the farm that fast. Besides, I kind of liked this guy and it was the first time I had that feeling since I got to college. I am very picky and I like to play around but it takes a certain kind of guy to get my full attention. 

I started up the stairs with him behind me when about 4 steps up I hit the brakes and grabbed my shirt pulling it down over my ass. Now I knew I had gone up far enough to give him a quick look. I also know that with my short shirt, the angle he was at, and the fact my pussy likes to peek out like it does I know he got an eyeful. A really good eyeful. But I like to be coy remember? 

"Whoa mister! Man you almost had me there!" Acting a bit surprised I caught him.

"Hey ladies first. I am a gentleman you know." 

"Well I appreciate your chivalry but I think that was quite enough peekaboo time for you today Sir Galliant." Waving him on to go ahead of me up the rest of the stairs. 

"Me Peek? Now would a nice RA like me stoop so low as to take a peek of an undergraduate while she was in such dire needs? I am insulted by your insinuation." He said it in such a fun mocking tone.

"My dire needs are soon to be over with and your services will no longer be needed!" I said very playfully. 

We got to the room and he unlocked the door. I went inside and put the hair dryer down on the couch and turned around to him to see him grinning at me. "What?" I said.

"You just flash that little ass of yours every chance you get don't you?" he said with his shit eating grin spanning ear to ear.

"Wouldn't you like to know? If my attire offends you I would be glad to put something more appropriate on." 

"I think that would be more appropriate if you plan on leaving your room anytime soon. You know I could give you an RA warning for breaking our decency rules." He leaned causally against the door frame folding his arms as he gave me his empty threat and staring at my nipples that were clearly poking through the t-shirt. 

"Well I don't need any written warnings sir. Maybe I should just put something more appropriate on." "Maybe you should."

So I turned my back to him and peeled the shirt right off in front of him baring my backside completely to him and walked away into my bedroom area giving him a wonderful look at my naked ass and what I am sure resulted in some very nice side boob. Now I could not see his face but boy did I want to. I played it cool and went right into my room and grabbed a pair of shorts that were on the floor. Yes I did a nice little bend with my ass out but not too obnoxiously as I did it really quick. I pulled them on and then turned to go to my dresser to get a tank which of course gave him a nice side view of my naked torso. 

While I was getting my tank top out I heard the door close and I thought he had left. But then I heard the distinct sound of him sitting down on the couch. I could not see the couch from where I was standing as it was out my door and to the left but he definitely sat down as our old imitation leather couch that overcrowded our tiny living room area. So I took my tank, it was a light pink one not a wife beater, and put my arms through the holes but did not pull it all the way on yet. As I walked out of the room I pulled the tank over my head timing it perfectly so that as I made the turn to the left into the living room area my arms were up over my head and my bare breasts were completely exposed and in perfect view as I entered the room and turned the corner to faced him. I then finished pulling my tank down over my breasts and asked "Is this more appropriate for our dorm sir?"

He did not answer me he just smiled and patted the couch next to him basically calling me over. 

"I thought you were going to go work out." I asked.

"I was but I have been very effectively distracted."

"You have? And how might that have happened" I said as I sat down on the far end of the couch.

"Well I think we both know but if you want me to play along I can."

I liked how straight forward he was being and so confident too. Now mind you I have teased at least 50 different guys in my young life so far. From both my brothers, to a teacher or two in high school, to guy friends and even guys who turned out to be my boyfriends but I rarely was ever attracted to them in the process. It was all about my obsession and how it made me feel. But Shane, he was having a completely different effect on me. I was seriously attracted to this guy. So I figured why not see where it goes.

"Did you like what you saw?"

"Of course I did. I liked it very much."

"What did you see?"

"I think you know what I saw my little tease."

"Ooh so now you own me? I am yours because you saw my tits?"

"No sunshine I am quite certain no man will ever own the likes of you. But at the moment you are in my company and the way you are looking at me tells me that I have a bit of claim in your ownership at this very moment. Let's also not forget that I also saw your ass and for very brief second I saw a lot more than that as you started up the stairs."

Bingo! He did see my pussy. Man that just sent me over the edge. Just hearing him talk about it so confidently and acknowledging what he saw completely made my clitoris tingle. Girls know what I am talking about when you get a little shiver and you can actually feel it right to the tip of your clit? Well that shiver rattled over my body. All the exposing and now this I was hornier than I had been in a very long time. It had also been about 4 months since I last had sex so here I was at a crossroad. Put up or shut up came to mind.

I leaned forward and crawled across the couch real slow and said, "What exactly did you see on the stairs in my moment of confused distress?" By the time I got the sentence out I was straddling him. He leaned forward and tried to kiss me but I balked and dodged to the left. I leaned into real close to his ear and in a very soft and sexy voice said, "Tell me exactly what you saw. Say the words." I was so horny I had to hear him say it. "I saw your pussy lips on the stairs."

Damn the way he said 'Pussy Lips' not just pussy totally turned me on. That is the way I would say it. You see a pussy from the front but you see the lips from behind or if she is spreading her legs you see the lips. I loved the way he said it. I move my leg between his legs and moved my thigh against his crotch. "Did you like the way my pussy looked?"

"Yes," he said in an almost trembling voice. I leaned in and licked his lower lip. I could feel his cock under my thigh and if my initial assessment of it was right it was going to be a nice one.


Locked Out



I swung my leg over him again and straddled him. He took his hands and started to slide them up my sides but I stopped him, got up and told him to leave. KIDDING! I did stop him though by grabbing his hands and put them at his side. I then leaned back and looked at him in the eyes and I pulled my tank up over my head and rose up on my knees placing my right nipple on his lips.

He took my nipple in his mouth very gently and worked his tongue around my nipple bring it to full attention. I then pulled back and put my left nipple in his mouth and he gave that one the same gentle bath as he did the first. I had to have him. I was so horny now there was no turning back. Looking back I was not even thinking anymore at this point. My tease was over. I wanted him. Had to have him. Turning back was no longer an option.

I reached down and pulled his shirt up over his head then I slid down off of his lap and down on the floor in front of him. I took his hands and made him stand up in front of me. I have this thing where I like to take a guy's pants off, especially for the first time, with them standing in front of me. I like to pull the waistband down slowly forcing his cock downward and bringing the topside of his cock into view one inch at a time. If he is already hard this is especially fun because you get to enjoy the view as it springs free. If he is soft it is also fun to see how it hangs over his balls and how thick it looks when it is soft. 

This time was no exception and I slowly worked his pants down over his hard on. The base came into view and I slowly worked it down inch by inch. Man he is thick was the first thing I thought. But the farther I went down the more I realized that he had a huge cock. When it came free I was literally surprised by his size. 

Now I know in erotic stories the guy always has the biggest dick since Johnny Holmes but that is not the case in real life now is it girls? I have had intercourse with plenty of men, made out with a bunch, been naked around a bunch, nude beaches, etc and I have only had 1 other partner that compared to his size. Most men are average; per the very definition of average. Every now and then you get a guy over 7 inches but he was 9.5 and thick as a Red Bull can. I know that for a fact because I measured him on a later date and we were comparing him to a Red Bull can so I know. 

His cock did not just come out of his pants but it sprung out pointed upright out at a 45 degree angle. I literally looked at him and said, "What the fuck am I going to do with that?" as I reached up and took it in my hand. My fingers did not touch around it. There was about a half inch left between my middle finger and my thumb as I held onto hit. He was so hard and his head was a shade darker from the blood engorged in it as I squeezed his cock in my hand.

I licked the underside of his cock working my way up to his head. Oh what a head. Slightly thicker than his shaft and very nicely shaped. Not all weird mushroom style like some guys. I took his head in my mouth and a few inches of his huge dick. I stroked his cock with my right hand as I sucked in as much of him as I could and I reached down and massaged his balls with my left hand. Man what balls too. They were not huge (had a guy with huge balls latter in life) but good size and real tight and he was shaved real smooth which I really like. He moaned as I continued to suck he cock and began to work the saliva into my hand as it rolled down his shaft. One thing about sucking a big cock is you have no problem getting it nice and lubed up. You can't close your mouth completely so the saliva just rolls on down the cock. 

I let go of his balls and began working his shaft with both of my hands and sucking as much of his cock into my mouth as I could. He started to get into the rhythm of it with his hips and I could feel that he was getting close but he was so not ready for that yet.

He pulled his cock from my mouth quickly and then in one quick motion he picked me up off of the ground and playfully tossed me onto the couch. He took his pants off completely and then reached down and grabbed my shorts. I was leaning back on the seat of the couch and I extended my legs up to him and let him pull my shorts off going upwards. This gave him a great view of my pussy as it came into view and my legs squeezing my lips together. He knelt on the ground in front of the couch and pulled my ass closer to the edge. I pushed up on my elbows so I could watch. I did not want to miss the sight of his huge dick going into my tight little pussy. And if you are wondering I do have a tight pussy as I have been told more than once. I have a nice tight pussy with pretty small inner lips and smooth full outer lips. I learned though that I love a good stretch from time to time and I was about to have my first lesson in what being stretched was all about. 

His cock was still wet from me sucking him and he rubbed his massive head up and down my little silt. I swear it looked like his head was as big as my whole pussy and I was seriously nervous that he would not get it in. He must have read the look on my face as I watched him work this massive tool up and down my pussy slit as he said "Don't worry I will go slow." While he was saying this I felt the pressure of his massive head pushing against the opening of my pussy. 

He had to give it considerable pressure. To the point that I felt myself sliding backwards and I had to push against him to get the leverage to get the head through my hole. Oh my as his head passed through the outer barrier of my pussy hole I swear I could hear a pop in my head as he first entered me. And the burn! I let out a very audible "Holy shit" and put my hand up on his chest holding him there. He stopped and held his position right there letting my pussy relax around his massive cock. He literally only had the head and about an inch in my pussy at this time. 

"Oh my god that hurt. Fuck your cock is big." He just smiled at me and looked down at my body. Wow what a hot scene that was. I am on the couch up on my elbows butt naked. My tits are resting perfectly on my chest with a tear drop shape and nipples as hard as I have ever seen him. You go down my tight belly to my baby smooth little pussy and then you see this massive cock literally hanging out of my pussy. My lips looked so stretched around it and the skin around my inner lips where his cock was penetrating me was actually a shade whiter from the pressure. 

He started to move and I grabbed his chest and said "Not yet. Fuck it still burns." The top of my slit where the folds meet my clit was literally burning. I was stretched so far that my clit was completely exposed out of it protective hood just waiting to be touched. I licked my fingers and I reached down and I started to rub my clit in small circles slowly at first and then a bit faster. Oh shit it was sensitive and then it happened. Almost as soon as I touched my clit I came. I came so fucking hard it caught me off guard and I actually shuddered hard as the first wave hit me. All I could do was scream "Oh my fucking God!" and I fell back on the couch.

He waited for my convulsions to stop and then I felt him move. I stayed back like this because the angle was much better than the way I was when I was sitting up. He let his cock slide in another few inches literally filling my pussy from side to side and top to bottom. Oh wow I was full. I had never felt anything like that before in my life. The burning sensation had subsided to a good burn now and I was so wet from my orgasm that he was now able to gain some ground on my little pussy. He started to glide in and out of my pussy easily now and he leaned down and licked my hard nipples as he started to build a nice rhythm sliding in and out of me. I could feel his massive cock literally bottom out in me as the pressure of the head could go no farther. I leaned up again as I wanted to see this massive cock that was filling me like I have never been filled before. As he slid all the way in and I could feel him bottom out I was shocked to see that he literally had not gone all the way in. He could not go all the way in. There was about 2-3 inches of his cock still outside of my little pussy and he had already bottomed out! I reached down and put my hand around the base of his cock and jacked his cock off into my pussy with the few inches still left out. Damn he was just that big. 

He pulled back out letting his cock slide through my hand and then he started to gains some speed to his rhythm as his cock slid in and out of my pussy and my hand. I let my hand slide up to my pussy so I could feel my lips as he went in and out and my pussy was stretched so far around his cock. As he pulled out I could literally feel my inner lips pull out with him as my pussy grabbed onto his cock and then when he pushed back in I could feel my lips literally get pulled in with his cock. 

He really built up a rhythm now and started to really get into it. As any girl will tell you who has been with a big cock is that it hits all of your spots at once. He does not have to work to get an angle to your G-Spot. It just hits everything at once. I relaxed into his rhythm and began to meet his thrusts working my pussy around his cock as he started to really fuck me. I came again as his thickness continued to rub right on my g-spot with every thrust. Unlike before though he did not let up. He fucked me harder right through my orgasm. 

Damn he was going deep now. I had to put my hand up again on his stomach to try and limit his depth but it was useless at this point. He was lost in his own world now with one animalistic goal in mind. He continued to fuck me harder and I started to scream with every thrust letting him have my pussy completely. "That's right fuck my little pussy. Give me all of your big cock don't stop. I want all of you."

That did it. "I am going to cum," he yelled and I reached down and grabbed the base of his cock and literally pushed him off me with my other hand with a force I don't think he thought I had in me. I leaned forward and took his massive head, which was covered in my pussy juices, right into my mouth and stroked his cock with both of my hands. That was all he could take as he let his first massive load loose into my mouth. It was not the amount that caught me off guard but the power of it. It literally hit the roof of my mouth and I missed quite a bit of it as it went out of the sides of my mouth because I could not completely close my mouth around his fat cock. I pulled his cock from my mouth and the next load went over my left shoulder so I rose up and let his last two bursts hit my chest and run down my tits. I continued to stroke him as the last few squirts rolled out of his cock. I leaned forward and licked his cock head clean. He leaned back on his heels and let his head fall back completely spent. 

What a body he had. So lean and muscular. His cock was still hard and was literally bobbing with every heart beat as it slowly lost it rigidity and fell to the side over his thigh. When he gained his composure he looked up at me and laughed. I had cum on my chest, some in my hair from the second spurt, and of course my chest was covered.

"Want to help me get this off in the shower?"

We showered and took our time getting each other clean. Then Shane left and I crashed in my bed with a very sore pussy that would actually hurt a little when I sat down in class the next day. Yes next day, I skipped my noon class that day. I just could not believe how sore my pussy was. It was really sore near the top of my opening and also at the bottom by my perineum. Almost like it had torn a little bit in those spots but it had only stretched not torn. The feeling did not go away though for over a week but then again the fact that I fucked Shane every night that week probably had something to do with that ;-)



Locked Out



I could hardly believe my luck when I saw Esther banging on my front door with a pissed off look on her face.

"The bastard's locked me out - can I sleep on your sofa?" she snapped as I let her in. Dressed in a flowery skirt and a t-shirt, I'd always enjoyed watching Esther's lovely full boobs bouncing around, as my own girl had a bit of a lack in that department, so it made a welcome change.

"I'll get you a blanket - it's not very comfy and it's a bit cold down here" I offered as I quickly sorted out her bedding.

Sleepily, she thanked me and laid down on the sofa as I returned to my bed.

Lying there in the dark, I couldn't keep my mind from Esther's lovely body, and I drifted in and out of consciousness. When suddenly I awoke with a start.

"It's freezing down there - have you got another blanket" said Esther standing in the doorway, dressed in just her t-shirt and panties.

"There's plenty of room in here - you're welcome to share - no funny business, honest!" I muttered optimistically.

To my surprise she took up the offer -"OK, but no touching then!" she giggled cheekily.

I watched as the lamplight through the window threw a beam of light across her, giving me a quick glimpse at her tiny panties, from which there were definite signs of fuzzy hair sticking out the sides as she moved -a hairy muff I thought to myself, trying not to get aroused. We were soon lying side by side under the duvet and Esther fell almost instantly to sleep, snoring quietly.

The smell of Esther and the thought of those lovely tits and bush kept me wide awake, and as she slept I gently lifted the duvet to get a closer look at her body. She clearly had no bra on, and her boobs were accentuated by the fact she had been tossing and turning, causing her t-shirt to ride up over her belly and collect just under her soft boobs. Readjusting my position I then went for the bearded clam and was not disappointed. Her tiny panties had slid up her bumcleft, leaving little material to cover her pussy. I could see her thick black silky pubes spilling out and the outline of her pussylips through the tightly pulled material. What would I give to sink my cock deep into this tight little muff I thought, oblivious to the fact I now had a raging hard-on. Suddenly my luck was about to change. Out of nowhere Esther sat bolt upright and slurred "What are you doing?"

"Errm, I was a bit hot.." I stammered

"I can see that - were you looking at my pussy?" she grinned swinging her hips against the bulge in my boxers.

"I'm really sorry I....." I broke off shocked at the feel of Esther's hand gripping my cock through my pants.

"Hmmm, let's see yours then if you've seen mine" she giggled. What the fuck I thought, OK so it's my best friend's Mrs, but I'm damn sure he would have done the same having glimpsed a beaver like that. Pulling the duvet back I let Esther pull my dick out of the front of my boxers where it stood rock-hard and eager. I've always been proud of my cock, it measures a good 8 or 9 inches with a wide veiny girth, and I was pretty sure it was bigger than Esther's pussy was used to, as my friend was a lot smaller than me so to speak.

Without a word she tightened her grip and began vigorously pummelling its veiny length enthusiastically , marvelling at it's size. A little unsure as to how to react I went for shit or bust and cupped her tit through her t-shirt, which to my great relief she showed no objection. I could feel her nipples harden as I caressed her and looking down could see a little damp patch in the front of her panties – I could go all the way here I thought to myself randily. 

"Oooh, that's good, let me give you some pleasure" I whispered reaching my hand down to Esther's panties. She continued wanking me firmly as I brushed my fingers over the moist V of her gusset, tickling her fluffy pubes spilling out the sides. Instinctively she spread her legs wide and I could feel her pussy lips open under the thin cotton. I quickly located her clit with my fingers and began slowly caressing it through her moistening panties. 

It's now or never I thought as I ventured a couple of fingers under her gusset to feel her hairy beaver in the flesh. Esther's relaxed sigh was a relief, and signalled that she wanted me to continue, so I probed a finger into her hot wet pussyfur, eventually finding her sticky cunthole, sinking my fat middle finger slowly inside her splayed pussylips all the way to the knuckle. Her muff gripped my finger with a warm, wet handshake and she moaned gently as I slowly slid my muscular finger in and out of her wetness. Next thing I knew she grabbed her panties, yanked them down and quickly kicked them off giving me a full view of that lovely bush.

I took the chance to insert another finger into her oily hole and she closed her eyes in ecstasy as I squelched both fingers in and out of her pussy, covered in her lovejuices.

"Oooh you've made my pussy all wet, howdya fancy sinking your meat in there?" she offered sexily.

I didn't need a second invite - I wanted to pump my cock into that pussy so bad I thought my balls would burst. Rapidly I rolled over on my knees, took my throbbing cock in my hand and began brushing my bellend lightly over her pussyfur.

I could see my bulbous purple helmet glisten with precum as well as Esther's lovejuices as I stroked it along the oily entrance to her growler. This would be a stretch and I knew I had to work my manhood into her gently.

Dropping my ass a little I managed to sink my whole bellend into her furry mound first time as she took a sharp intake of breath. Another short thrust and the first couple of inches of my shaft disappeared into her tight hot loveshute with an oily squelch. I was so glad I'd got her lubed up, as she clearly hadn't ridden a cock of this magnitude before as she gripped my buttocks firmly, pulling another few inches into her. Finally I pushed all my weight forward and Esther yelped as my full length slid into her with a loud squelchy fart, stretching her tiny pussylips to the full, my ballsack resting on her bumcleft. 

"Fuckin' hell that's big!" she exclaimed breathlessly "I'm so horny.."

Me too I thought as I nearly shot my bolt there and then, being gripped by that wonderful hot oily beaver. Pushing her thighs wide apart I withdrew my cock from her hole with a slurp as we both looked at the sheer size of the dripping meat her pussy was lustily swallowing. She propped herself up on her elbows and looked down in awe at her furry slit as I moved forward to slide back in. This time my veiny meat split her hairy lips easily, as her pussy walls expanded to allow my slippery pole to slide deep inside, and I began plunging into her with long squelchy strokes, my balls banging against her bumcleft. 

She gave a little growl as I pumped my cock rhythmically in and out of her splayed pussy, grinding my balls against her fluffy cuntlips, filling her tight wet snatch completely with my boner, pumping, pounding, probing deep into her womanhood.

After several minutes of frantic fucking I paused still sunk to my nuts in her furry mound and slid my hands inside her t-shirt to get a good handful of her generous boobs.

"You naughty boy, let's do doggy style!" Esther said grabbing the base of my cock and pulling it out of her pussy with a sticky plop.

Quickly, she rolled over onto her knees, raised her bumcleft in the air and waited for me to invade her from behind. She must have had one of the hairiest, sexy bumclefts I've ever seen, and I began by hastily sliding my hands around her hips and locating her splayed pussylips with my fingers. Holding her open to find my way, I pushed my cock through her hairy undergrowth to slide first my bellend and then my entire shaft deep into her warm wet hole, my balls slapping once more against her buttcheeks.

Within seconds I was pummelling my meat in and out of her soaking wet furhole, drilling my cock to the hilt, slamming and slapping against her cheeks as she purred beneath me. Reaching down I harnessed her swinging tits in my hands and rode her pussy good and hard, lying over her back engulfing her tiny frame with my tight grip as I pumped in and out lustily.

I could feel a deep orgasmic ripple inside her lovetunnel as I pounded away, desperately trying to hold off from filling her pussy with my creamy cum. 

"Nnnnngggg fuuuuck me" she growled as my oily rod pistoned into her wetness, slurping and squelching with every urgent thrust.

Suddenly I felt my dick spasm and I gave one last deep push before emptying my load deep inside her, making her yelp and sigh happily. Sliding my still throbbing snake out of her soggy hole, I rolled her over and gave her a long lingering kiss goodnight.

"That'll teach you to forget your keys" I sighed contentedly.

"It was the best and biggest mistake I ever made!" she whispered, drifting back to sleep...



Locked Out



My husband and I were both 25 when we got married. We came from Northern Wisconsin so it was quite a shock when Kevin’s Company transferred him to Georgia. We moved to a suburb outside Atlanta and found ourselves a small one bedroom apartment in a very nice complex while we looked for a house we liked. It was a nice community filled with mostly young professionals who were starting out or passing through. We were on the backside of our building at the bottom of the stairwell. Our door opened up to a little landing that was shared with the apartment across the way. A small pond with ducks and lots of frogs was just past the landing. It was part of the landscaping and was surrounded by small walking paths. I liked to stop and watch the ducks build their nests when I got back from errands or the gym. 

I didn’t know anyone; we’d only been there about 3 weeks. In fact I was really lonely. I’d thought about getting a job but Kevin told me that we would probably be moving again in 6 months so I said, “why bother”. Each day as Kevin left I’d go to the door and give him a kiss goodbye and then try and find something to keep myself busy until he came home 12 or 13 hours later. 

Last Wednesday Kevin left very early. He had to go north of Atlanta so he was out the door by 5:30. I got up with him and followed him to the door. I kissed him goodbye, wished him luck and watched him go up the stairs to drive away. 

OK, I thought, another day in this place. Maybe I’d go to the pool or just do some laundry. It was really hot even at that hour. Georgia in the summer back before air-conditioning must have sucked. I watched the sun beginning to poke its head up over the trees and watched my friends the ducks swimming around. I saw one that looked to be chasing a frog and walked over to the edge of the landing to get a closer look. A warm breeze came along. Damn, I thought, even the wind is warm. Then I heard the bang. It took me a second to realize what it was. I spun around and my front door was closed. My stomach became all knotted and I swore out loud. I ran up to it and checked, yup, it was locked. Didn’t I feel like a jerk. OK, Kevin was gone, I didn’t know anyone and it was only 5:30 in the morning. What the hell do I do now? I paced around trying not to panic, or cry, and tried to decide what to do.

All right, I thought, I can’t exactly just walk around. I was still dressed in my short VS pink bathrobe and some pink tap pants. Kevin always liked this robe. He said it showed off my legs. I did have pretty good legs, guys used to tell me that my legs and my ass were my best qualities. My breasts were kind of small but as long as my husband liked them who cared. I hadn’t even put my blond hair up in my normal ponytail, which kept me cooler. No shoes and it kept getting hotter. I was starting to sweat. I could feel the heat coming from the sun and the felt the water drip down my back as the robe began to stick to my skin. 

I heard someone coming down the steps and turned around. It was the guy next door. His name was Samuel. He was about our age and must have been a lawyer or something. He was always immaculately dressed in a nice suit and had hours that were often as long as Kevin’s. He was never around. He must have just come back from an early morning run. His coal black skin was soaked with sweat. His sleeveless shirt clung to his body which I had to admit was very muscular. He stood about 6 foot and must have weighed about 195. He had what looked like a tattoo of what looked like an Omega on his arm. 

“Problem” he asked.

“I’m locked out” I said. “You don’t know how to pick a lock do you?”

He raised his eyebrows and said “afraid not”

I explained what happened and he tried the door. He jiggled the door and asked if any of the windows were unlocked. I told him that as far as I knew they were all locked. 

“Well, I can offer you a cup of coffee while you wait for the office to open up. “ He said. 

I hesitated for a second.

“Or you can wait out here, I have to get ready for work.” He added. “I make a mean cup of coffee”. 

I agreed and he unlocked his door. I had a little pit in my stomach as I followed him inside. This was a little weird. I was following a black guy into his apartment. It was not what I expected. I’m not sure what I expected. He had a nice leather couch and lots of books. A computer sat in the corner along with a small weight machine. A TV and VCR and DVD sat in a very nice cherry cabinet. He went to the kitchen and poured me some coffee. He looked at me, smiled and said, " I have to take a shower and get ready for work. The remote for the TV is on the table. “ 

He walked back to his room and closed the door behind him. The coffee was very good. Strong and dark, it needed a little cream to mellow it out. I took another sip and sat down on the couch. The air-conditioning was on really high. The sweat from outside was cooling off and I actually felt chilled. I looked down and was a little embarrassed. My nipples were poking out under the thin robes fabric. I wondered if he had noticed. I picked up the remote and pushed the power button. The TV came on. Too many buttons. Too many channels and nothing on. Coordinated I was not. I flipped through a dozen shows looking for the morning news. Then my thumb hit the wrong button and the VCR began to play.

“ Damn, Damn, Damn. Where in the hell was the stop button.” I thought to myself. 

I looked up and froze. It took me a second to realize what I was watching. It was a porno flick. I’d never really seen one. My heart started beating very fast. We had joked about them in college but I hadn’t ever actually seen one before. What if he came out and caught me. I’d die of even more embarrassment. I kept looking at his door and then at the movie to see what was going on, maybe I could just watch a minute of it then rewind it. Samuel would never know, besides I could hear the shower running. 

A good looking blond dressed in a short dress looking out a window. A door opened and a black guy came in. Shit, it was an interracial film. My heart skipped another beat. I was getting really nervous but I couldn’t bring myself to turn it off. The guy on the screen began to kiss the girl tenderly on the neck and then worked his way down her chest. Then he reached his large black fingers up and unsnapped her dress. It fell to the floor and he began to slide his hands across her stomach and her chest. Her head fell back and she looked like she was enjoying his touch very, very much. I was captivated by the contrast of his skin against hers. He was standing behind her and his hand slid down and disappeared between her legs. She let out a gasp as he slid in her. 

My mouthy was really dry as I glanced at Samuel’s door to make sure he wasn’t coming out. The couple on the screen had shifted so that the blond was facing the black guy. He sat down on the couch and she stood before him. The camera angle was from behind her. It showed his cock sticking straight up as she spread her legs slightly and he put his hands on her hips. She steadied herself by holding on to the couch by his shoulders and began to lower herself down. She gasped again as the tip of his cock touched her between her legs. 

He was quite well endowed. I kept thinking “It will never fit”

Her head rolled back as the head disappeared inside her. She steadied herself and he slowly pushed down on her hips. Her head fell forward onto his shoulder and you could hear short gaspy breaths as that cock slowly impaled her. She did take it all. Soon all you could see were his balls resting under her ass. She rotated her hips as if she was grinding herself against him. His black hands cupped her ass as she began to lift herself up. She tensed and had what was unmistakably a very nice orgasm. I think I was slightly jealous. I was also slightly wet. Then he began to seriously fuck her. I swallowed another sip of coffee and watched her come again and again. She was bathed in sweat and close to exhaustion. The black guy was now on top with her knees up by her shoulders as he pounded into her. He leaned down and kissed her as he forced himself deep into her. His back tensed as I realized that he was filling her with cum. Black cum. I was now very wet. My legs were weak. I thought that was just a figure of speech but my knees were shaking. This whole scenario was way too weird. 

I wondered why he had this movie. Did he like white girls? God, what did he look like naked. Was he washing himself? How big was he. I’d never even considered a black man as a lover before. Hell, I’d only been with two other men before Kevin. I should go home. I wanted to go home. I wanted to have an orgasm, orgasms, like the girl in the tape. 

I looked over at the bedroom door. I still don’t know why I did what I did. I turned off the VCR and walked over to his bedroom door. It was open a crack and I could hear the water still running. Steam was coming out of the shower. His running clothes were on the floor next to his bed, which was unmade. I pushed the door slowly and it creaked a little. My heart leapt again but the shower continued. I stepped inside. My whole body was shaking. 

“Stop, run get out” I told myself. But I didn’t. I stood there. My throat was dry. My head was spinning; it was like it wasn’t really me. I undid my bathrobe and let it fall to the floor next to his running clothes. I put my fingers into the waistband of my shorts and slid them to the floor. I stepped out of them and saw myself in the mirror. I wondered what his hands would look like on my body. I went into the bathroom. Swallowed one last time, grabbed the edge of the shower curtain and stepped through. 

He was a little bit shocked. It took him a second to realize what had happened. He sort of stood there in front of me with the water running over his head. He looked at me and smiled. I bit my lip and looked down at his cock, which, although not of legendary proportions, was bigger limp than Kevin’s. I took the soap from him and said, “I thought you might need some help”

I began to wash his body. I washed it from top to bottom although I’m fairly certain that he had washed it already. I was looking at my small white hand with my wedding band sliding over his muscled torso. My hand reached around his cock and gently washed it up and down. I could feel every vein as it began to grow. I ran my hands up and down it wondering what it would feel like in me. He placed his hands on my shoulders as I played with his balls and he slowly got bigger and harder in my hand. He pulled me close and I felt his cock flat against my stomach as he kissed me gently on the lips. I returned his kiss with a deep kiss feeling his hands slide all over my body. His cock was going to go very deep.

He stepped back and began to wash me. His large hands and long fingers ran the soap over my shoulders and I closed my eyes as he held my breasts and lightly pinched my nipples. He turned me around and washed me from behind. I could feel his cock against my back as his hands slid down my stomach and spread my legs. His finger slid right in me. I was so wet and I let out a little gasp as he began to finger me. He slid into his second knuckle. My knees were getting weak. I was going to come on his finger if he didn’t stop. But he did know when to stop. He turned me around and rinsed me off. Turning off the water he pulled the shower curtain aside and pulled out a clean towel and began to pat me dry like a prize. He dried himself and I watched. Then he took my hand and led me out of the bathroom and towards the bed. 

The cool air gave me goose bumps all over my body. This is it I thought. I’m about to be unfaithful to my husband. I’m about to be fucked by this black man in his bed while my husband is at work. Was it too late to stop I wondered, could I stop. Could I go through with it? He laid me back on the bed with my knees over the edge, and then he lowered himself to his knees in front of me. He put my hands on my breasts and lifted my feet up so that just my heels rested on the edge of the bed. He kissed the inside of my thigh, then kissed it again only higher. I realized what he was doing. I’d only let Kevin do it a few times but it was awkward and amateurish. Samuel’s tongue must have done this many times before. His tongue was warm and talented. It darted in and out and ran up and down the soaking folds of my cunt. God it felt so good. I squeezed my breasts and played with my nipples as he quickened the pace. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to an orgasm. My back began to tense and my head turned from side to side. I bit my lip as I approached release. I’d forgotten where I was and now I was just concentrating on what was going on. Then it hit. I forced my hips up into his face as I held his head, my body exploding on his tongue. I was gasping for air as he kept gently touching my clit. I finally had to push his head away as I was getting too sensitive. I looked down between my outstretched thighs to see his black head look up and stare into my eyes. 

He stood up in front of me and I sat up on the edge of the bed. His cock head was in front of my face, a little bead of precum pooling on the tip. I swallowed again and opened my mouth taking the head in my mouth. I was afraid I would gag or wretch but it seemed so natural. I sucked him as deep as I could as he held my head. I heard him moan as I sucked his cock. His hands were tangled in my hair as I tried to get as much of him in my mouth as I could. I swear I was going to come again just from sucking on him. He moaned some more and I began to wonder what I would do when he came. I never swallowed Kevin’s cum. 

I never had to decide. He suddenly pulled my head away and said, “Not the way I want to come” 

I’d thought for a moment that maybe we’d stop at a blowjob, but not today. He pushed me back on the bed and kneeled in front of me. He put his hands on my knees and spread me wide open. I watched almost in a sexual daze as a set of black fingers on each knee slowly pushed my legs farther apart. His cock was straight out in front of him covered in my salvia. He began to lower himself forward. I swear I was like a bitch in heat. I wanted this so bad. I tensed for on last moment. I felt the tip touch my opening and my hips involuntarily pushed up to meet him. He smiled and looked down at me.

“You like my black cock? Don’t you?”

I nodded. I felt him thrust down with his hips. His cock began to slide in and disappear in me, now the weight of his body spread me apart. I could feel every inch of him slide in until the tip of his big black cock rested against the opening of my cervix. I had never had anything that deep. I closed my eyes as I adjusted to having him in me. He rocked from side to side and seated himself as deep as he could. I was totally impaled by his cock. His balls rested in the crack of my ass and I could feel them soft and heavy against me. I momentarily thought about the box of condoms in the dresser next to my own bed, they wouldn’t do me any good now. 

I ground my pelvis against his and felt another orgasm building. I knew it wasn’t going to take long before I came again. He reached down and ran his hands up my arms pushing my arms up over my head, his fingers entwined with mine holding me under him. 

“Look at me “ he said. 

I looked up at his big brown eyes, and I came. The totality of what was going on caused my body to thrash under him. He smiled and began to slide slowly out until just the tip remained inside then he slid all the way back inside. I gasped again and again as he began to fuck me harder and deeper. The whole bed shook with the force of our fuck. His cock grew harder and bigger and I knew that he was going to come in me soon. That thought set me over the edge again. I had never come this way with Kevin. The danger of it, the tabooness of it, the mental image of him screwing my white ass so completely set me into a continuous orgasm. I began to think about his balls forcing gobs of thick wiggling sperm deep into my unprotected womb, searching for an egg to spear. My heels dug into his bed but his hands held me fast. I looked up and his face was inches from mine and I knew he could feel the insides of my cunt contracting and sucking against his cock. He kept sliding in and out fucking away and I kept coming. 

Then he said “Its time” 

I looked up at him as I felt him push as hard and deep as he could. His balls tightened up and squirt after squirt of his fluid began to fill my insides. I grabbed his head and pulled his mouth to mine as he filled me. I could feel him starting to leak out from around his cock and run down the crack of my ass on to his sheets. He collapsed and kissed me again as held my head. 

We rested for a few minutes. Every movement he made caused me to twitch as he deflated inside me. I let out a small sigh as he slid out and lay beside me pulling me over to rest my head on his chest. My small white hand playing with his soaked cock. He was literally flowing out of me making a puddle on the bed. I hoped it wasn’t a bad time of the month for this. I slid down and began to lick him clean of our fluids. He tasted wet and salty as I cleaned off the combination of his and my illicit coupling. It didn’t take long for him to get hard and I concentrated on making him come again. I felt the head swell and he held my head in his lap. He wasn’t going to pull away this time. He groaned and I felt what was left in him squirting into my mouth. I closed my eyes and swallowed. It was like swallowing a hot raw egg. We both fell back on the cool sheets. 

Samuel looked over at the clock. “The repair man should be in by now” 

He called the office for me and one of the workers came over with the master key. The worker was an old black guy. He sort of just looked at us both, as I stood there in my bathrobe next to Samuel in a pair of clean running shorts. Samuels’s hand rested on my ass. I could feel his cum running down my leg. The maintenance man look at Samuel, then at me then at my leg and smiled. I was suddenly very conscious of what I’d just done. The man opened my door and I stepped inside. 

“Thanks for the coffee. “ I said

“Any time” he answered. 

I closed the door and went inside. On the counter there was a note from Kevin. 

“Hi. Came back because I forgot my notes. Where were you? See you tonight and you can tell me all about it. Kevin” So now I wait.



Locked Out



thank you angel love for all your help

*

She was walking along the street on her way home from work, and as always she noticed him. He was quite a bit older than she was, as he was closer to forty-five or fifty years old. Not in the best of shape or even very good-looking but there was something about him that sent a wave of heat to her belly. The way he looked at her always made her feel exposed and a little weak. He never seemed very friendly and always seemed a little displeased whenever she gave a, friendly little nod, or wave hello.

Deciding to ignore him today she walked straight on by not even acknowledging that she had even seen him. Not very polite or neighborly but she just could not deal with his irritation today. 

Upon reaching her front door she discovered that she had locked herself out. She walked around the house looking for a door or window that had been left open. The only one she could fine was a window on the second floor and there was no way she could reach it. 

Looking back down the street she could see that the man was still in his front yard watching her. She took a deep breath and walked back toward him, feeling small and insignificant. When she was standing across from him separated only by his little fence. She quickly explained the problem and asked for his help.

"Wait here," was his only reply before he turned around and walked away.

She stood where he had left her; waiting to find out if he was really going to help her or if he was just going to leave her standing there. Her tummy gave a little jump when he came out from behind his house carrying a ladder. He walked right past her and continued down the street without saying a word. She slowly turned and followed.

When he reached her house he banged the ladder against the side of the house below the open window, and said, "Up you go," while gesturing with his left arm.

She was horrified, she had been expecting him to climb the ladder, but she just couldn't bring herself to ask him to, so she slipped out of her three-inch heels and took a firm grip on the ladder. She tried to raise her right foot onto the first rung but her skirt was way to tight to allow her to step up. She placed her foot back down onto the ground. She hung her head and stood tight with frustration. As she, stood there feeling overwhelmed, the man said.

"For Christ Sake!"

Then he reached down and tore her skirt from the bottom right up to her waist. She made a small noise of surprise and looked over her shoulder were she could see her ruined skirt. The back was ripped wide open. A small sound of despair escaped her and she looked up at the man; surprise was written across her face. 

"Well what are you waiting for? Get up there, I ain't got all day." The man growled at her.

She took a deep breath and turn once again toward the ladder, she raised her right foot up onto the first rung. Her eyes were filling with tears and slowly starting to leak down her face. When she lifted her left foot off of the ground, he stepped close behind her and grasped onto the ladder. She twisted around and shot her startled eyes to his. 

"I'll hold the damn ladder so you don't fall onto your skinny ass," he rumbled.

She slowly made her way up the ladder; whimpering whenever it swayed even the slightest bit. As she moved up the ladder she could feel the heat from his body and the warmth of his breath. First his breath was on the top of her head then the back of her neck. As she drew away from him his breath slipped down her back. Just before it would have reached the top of her buttocks she paused. 

"What are you waiting for little girl?" asked the man. 

She looked down at him from her perch on the ladder. He was not looking up at her rather down at the tear in her skirt. She felt his arms caging her and his breath warming the small of her back. A shiver rippled through her body. He snapped up his head his gaze locking with hers. A wave of awareness slid, from the middle of her body outwards.

"Breathe," he whispered.

She realized that her lungs ached with the need for air, and drew in a shaky breath. With his eyes still imprisoning hers. 

He said ",Climb"

There was a pause of half a heart beat and then she turned back toward the ladder and raised her leg up to step on the next rung. As she did so she could feel his breath rush out, across her lower back, and down onto her bottom. She stepped onto the rung and the next until she felt his breath seeping through the thin layer of lace that covered her. She stood there feeling his breath on her knowing that he was looking at her. She felt exposed but so very alive. 

Slowly she continued her climb up the ladder toward the window; all the while feeling his breath drift down her backside. She took another step and felt the warmth at the top of her, smooth white, thighs and stopped. She could feel him back there. Her head fell forward and she rested it against the metal rung. Breathing rapidly, she stood motionless. She could feel him looking at her; she could almost taste him and smell him through the pores of her skin. 

"The window is not getting any closer little girl," she felt him say

She lifted her head and trembling, continued her climb, she felt distress at the loss of his breath on her center as she moved away from him. She could follow the path of his breath slowly moving down the inside of her thighs, until she only felt the warmth on the bottom of her feet. She was now standing in front of the open window, and she reached out to grab onto the window frame, as she did so she heard his voice rumble up to her.

"Make sure that you come down when you get inside, to let me know you made it all right."

She looked down at him and nodded her head, just before turning and pulling herself through the window. She scraped herself through the window and fell into the upstairs office narrowly missing the desk. She picked herself up off the floor, smoothed out her clothes, and brushed the tears off her face. Then she quickly made her way down to the front door.

When she opened the door, she expected him to be on the walkway not right there in front of the door. She looked up at him as he leaned into her and whispered into her ear,

"The next time you forget your keys little one your pretty little ass will end up red."

Then he reached down, gave a sharp slap to her behind, and walked away as she stood watching him.



Locked Out



It was a cold December evening when I came home from work in a bad mood. It had been raining all day and being a rookie at the office, everyone decided to dump their weekend work on me. It sucked, but I had to bite my tongue and take it. It was around 6:30 pm when I pulled into my parking spot with a pissed off attitude and wasn't in the mood for anything. As I parked, Diana, my next-door apartment neighbor's girl came around the corner, dripping wet and shivering. I had only talked to her a few times and didn't know much about her except that she was in high school and had just turned 18. Our usual conversation only consisted of a casual "hello" and "bye". Her mom mentioned something about her teenage daughter when I moved into the complex. She was a little Mexican girl, about 4'10", 110lbs, shoulder length dark curly hair, c-cup breasts, with nice round hips and ass.

At first I didn't give her much thought. I said, "Hey." and moved on. I opened my door and as I walked in I noticed that she was just standing out-side her door.

"Hey, are you alright?"

"No, I locked myself out" she replied.

"Is anyone home?"

"No... my mom won't be home until mid-night. She's working."

"Sorry to hear that. Did you try the office?"

"Yeah but they closed at five." She was shaking with cold.

"Oh boy... that sucks..." I hesitated for a moment "Do you want to come in and wait for your mom?" I wasn't sure what the hell I was doing but just trying to be nice.

"Yeah that would be nice... Thanks Jason... as you can see I'm all wet and freezing". She quivered.

As she walked through my door, I noticed dark rings around her hardened nipples for the first time. Hey, she might be younger than me but my dick started to stir. 

"Let me get you a towel to dry yourself." I said, trying not to get a hard on.

"Thanks, I hope you don't mind?" She smiled.

"No, I don't mind at all." As I handed her the towel, eyes fixed on her tits, my dick began to rise. She must have noticed the bulging because she looked down at her tits and my bulge; she gave a little smile with wetting her lips. 

"Thanks... you have a nice apartment." She replied, still looking at my bulge.

"It's a place... I like it. Have a seat." At this point I had a full 7" hard on and imagined ramming my cock into her mouth, wrapping her moistened lips around the shaft.

"So...?" She looked confused for a moment and realizing what I was thinking, "Are you looking at my tits...?" I wasn't sure how to answer her but trying to hide my hard on, "Oh... no, no sorry... what make's you think that...?" I said, trying to be sly.

"Because you have a hard on." She laughed. 

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to."

"It's ok... I don't mind. I kinda like it."

"What do you mean kinda...?" wishing and hoping to go further.

"I saw you changing the other day." with glee.

"What do you mean... saw me changing...? Thinking what the hell.

"I saw you changing to go to work through your bed-room window."

"Oh." Then, in my mind, a light bulb came on. "Well you are all wet and cold, and you saw me naked, why don't you get out of your wet clothes." Hoping it would not scare her off.

"No way..." giggling with curiosity.

"I thought you saw me naked... why, what did you see." Being playful.

"I saw your dick." Still giggling.

"And what did you think about...?" I was pushing it.

Still giggling and being playful, "I thought of your dick getting hard and just wondering...?" wetting her lips.

"Of what...?" wanting to rip her clothes off of her.

"What it feels like."

"And...?"

"What it tastes like." She giggled and hid her face with her two hands.

I wasn't sure how far I could go with this young Latina, only that my dick wanted her young pussy. I had to have her no matter what so I unzipped my fly and took out my hardened cock.

"Oh my god, you didn't." Surprised by my act, she couldn't take her eyes off it.

"Here, touch it." I took her hands. As she wrapped her tiny hands around my cock, feeling and squeezing it gently, she noticed a tiny drop of cum on the tip.

"What's that?" She asked, with wonder. 

"It's pre-cum... here taste it." I held her hair and pulled forward. Full of curiosity, she did not object. Her lips parted as her tongue touched the tip of my cock... and it slid right into her mouth.

"Ahh... That's it." Grabbing her firm tits and pinching her already hard nipples.

As I pumped faster and deeper down her throat she began to gag.

"Have you ever done this before...?" I asked.

"No... I thought about it, but never done it before." She replied.

"Here... let me help you." As I pulled her shirt and wet bra over her head with out unhooking it... she cried "No... I don't think I should...." Even before she could finish her sentence I cupped her young tits and took her right nipple into my warm mouth. It felt cold as ice but soon my tongue was warming her and getting her wet.

"Ahhhh... that feels good." Without asking, I began to unbutton her pants, revealing white lace, kissing and sucking her cold body. "Oh god... it feels so good".

Quick as jackrabbit, I pulled her pants and soft laced panty off of her. Still kissing her cold body, I spread her legs apart, revealing her triangle shaped, unshaved pussy. She didn't have much pubic hair, and her swollen clit was visible. As I moved my lips down to her treasures, she began to shiver. "Oh god... please... I don't know about this." At this point I couldn't understand what she was trying to say, but the musky smell of her pussy and soft feel of her pubic hair on my lips drove me nuts. As my tongue found her clit... I started to suck and lick her warm button. This went on for about five minutes. Wanting more, I unbuckled my pants and my lips moved up to her neck. My cock already throbbing, found the opening of her cunt. I began to rub the head of my cock, up and down her wet pussy to get some lubrication. 

"Oh god... please no... I can't. No you can't" spreading her legs further.

"Why not...?" I asked, just being polite.

"Ahh... because I'm still a virgin and..." even before she could finish her sentence, I gave a little thrust and found the head of my cock ripping her hymen and giving her first taste of women-hood. 

"Ahhhh... oh god it hurts... please stop!" Her eyes welled up with tears.

"Diana..." making eye contact "do you really want me to stop" as I pushed my cock deeper into her. I wasn't sure what was on her mind but she closed her eyes and said, 

"NO... I want you to fuck me..."

I didn't want to hurt her too much so I just waited for a moment, with my cock plunged deep into her, letting her tight pussy get used to me.

"Are you sure...? I'll stop if you want me to" God hope she wouldn't.

"No... I want to." With her eyes open.

"Ahhhhh.... Your pussy is so tight." I began to withdrawal and insert my hard cock into her young pussy, noticing that she was hurting... I locked my lips with Diana's, as I pumped faster and deeper into her. A minute or two went by and she began to moan and breathe heavier and deeper.

"Oh... Ahheee Papi... fuck me... oh god it feels so good... I want your cock deeper in me... ohhhh.... Ahhhheee Papi" I began to pump faster and deeper, feeling about to burst. "Oh Diana, I'm going to cum."

"Oh yes... Ai Papi, I'm Cumming too... oh god... it feels so fucking good."

"Fuck... I'm gonna shoot my load..."

"Oh, Yes... cum in me... cum in my virgin pussy." She begged.

A minute or two went by and I couldn't hold it any longer. As I buried my cock deeper into her, I shot the mother load, deep into her womb, coating her pussy walls and my cum passing through her cervix. She must have come too because her pussy began to quiver and cum began to drip out of her pussy, down to her asshole. Oh god... it felt so fucking good. I just slumped over her drained body. She started to kiss my neck than it hit me...

"Oh shit...", pulling my still hard cock out of her.

"What's wrong Jason?" For the first time she got scared.

"I fucking came inside your pussy... I didn't pull out." My gut clenched like I had just been punched.

"Oh Papi... it's ok... I felt you cum in me and I loved it..." she smiled.

"But what if you get pregnant...?" thinking holy shit.

"No... it's ok... oh Papi... It's okay" She replied, as she kissed my lips.......



Locked Out ...



I had always been attracted to older women. As an elementary student I had crushes on my teachers. In high school I lusted after my girlfriends' mothers; fantasizing about them while I was screwing their daughters. In college I hounded, but never caught, my older professors. I regularly bought the various "Over 50" magazines and jerked off to episodes of "The Golden Girls." 

I never had the guts to ask an older woman out. I guess I was hoping that, sooner or later, it would just happen like the stories in the granny porn mags.

Luckily for me, it finally did ...

I had taken the day off to run some errands and was returning to my apartment around lunch time. I came bounding up the stairs to find Mrs. Cotter, my neighbor, sitting dejectedly on the metal firebox bolted to the floor of our shared landing.

Mrs. Cotter was 50-something (to my 32) and totally unaware that I often daydreamed about her. She wasn't attractive in a traditional sense, but she wasn't ugly either. She was pleasing plump with wide shoulders, thick legs and full breasts. Her hair was a short, white-blonde and she was rarely seen without heavy blue eye-shadow, even though the 80's were long gone.

She was squatting on the metal box wearing a colorful silk robe. Being on the lower steps gave me a wonderful, if fleeting, view up and into her belted robe as she stood up. It was painfully clear she had nothing on beneath it.

"Oh, thank goodness," she said, "I'm so glad you're home."

"What's the matter?" I asked arriving at the landing beside her.

"I've locked myself out," she told me, "Trying to get my darn cat. She didn't want to take her medicine."

"Where's your cat now?" I asked, unlocking my door and trying to peek into her robe unnoticed. The soft dark beginnings of her cleavage were barely visible.

"In my apartment," she said, "The inconsiderate beastie. Can I use your phone?"

"Of course," I said, ushering her in with a wave. I watched happily as her butt jiggled beneath the smooth material. She pulled it closed more tightly as if she could feel my eyes on her.

"Is your sliding glass door open?" I asked, looking out at our connected balconies with only a metal railing dividing them.

"It might be," she said, brightening, "Can you get to it?"

"No problem," I assured her, stepping out onto the balcony. I landed on her side with a thump and tried the sliding door. It was locked.

"Locked," I hollered, "I'll try the windows."

Pulling a patio chair over, I tried both windows and was happy to find the far one unlocked. I pushed it open and leaned in to determine the likelihood of my being able to get completely in. It would work, so I dropped down and stepped back to my half of the balcony.

Looking into my apartment I saw Mrs. Cotter sitting on my couch flipping rapidly through a magazine. My face went red! I had left some granny porn on the table and she had found it. My cock jumped involuntarily.

I made some noise before saying, "Your window is unlocked."

She quickly discarded the magazine and stood up as I came in. Her nipples were pushing at her robe as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Great," she said huskily and maybe a little flushed, "I really appreciate this."

I returned to her window and pulled myself in. After a few awkward moments I found myself sprawled on her firm bed. Her room was pure feminine – pink and lacey to a fault. It smelled heavenly and I was lying in a pile of freshly washed and folded lingerie. My fall had knocked it about and I tried to straighten it a bit, enjoying the feel of the soft cotton.

"Meet me at the door," I hollered, leaning out the window.

I made my way through her apartment; it was exactly as you would imagine it would be – frilly and softly lit. There were pictures of her kids – all grown – scattered decoratively about and little knick-knacks everywhere.

Mrs. Cotter had long been divorced and, to my knowledge, had no suitors. She seemed perfectly content living here with her cat. I arrived at the door and turned the deadbolt.

Her robe wasn't as snuggly wrapped when I opened the door.

"Thank y-" she started, before bending quickly, "Oh, no you don't!"

Her cat had bolted past me in a valiant escape attempt; I hadn't even seen it coming. Mrs. Cotter, however, moved rapidly to intercept the feeling feline. She lunged to her right, blocking the cat's exit. It darted back into the apartment and Mrs. Cotter followed it. 

"Come here!" she snapped as she and it jumped around the room. All the activity had pulled her belt lose and her robe hung open revealing her pale nakedness.

I stared in open amazement as her breasts flopped crazily while she chased her cat.

"Close the door!" she barked and I let it swing shut. "Help me get her!"

I joined the chase and, between the two of us, we easily cornered the panting pussy. I gently picked it up and stroked its soft fur.

Mrs. Cotter, her robe hanging open, reached for her cat. She pulled it to her chest and for the briefest instant, my hands touched her warm skin.

"Thank you," she said, holding her cat against her bare chest. "Thank you for unlocking my door and thank you for catching my Piper."

"You're very welcome," I replied, trying to appear casual as I gaped at her nude form. Reluctantly, I turned to the door.

"Oh," she continued, "And thank you for the enlightening reading material."

I stopped in my tracks; I could feel my face turning red.

"I didn't even know they made magazines like that," she told me, her cat still hiding her chest. "And I certainly didn't know you were interested in older ladies."

My penis tingled as I turned to face her. She had lowered Piper slightly and her pert nipples sat in its soft fur.

"Do you think I could be in one of those magazines?" she asked directly, turning her wide hips in a mock pose.

"Yes," I gulped, "Definitely."

"Really?" she asked, tossing the cat to the floor before striking another pose.

She proceeded to go through a series of semi-serious poses, holding each for a few seconds, before moving on to the next. Pulling her robe from her shoulders, she continued.

Her breasts, rounder and fuller than I would have expected, danced with each crisp movement. My jaw dropped and I stared openly.

"But, I guess," she said, stopping suddenly, "For those magazines I'd probably have to pose like this."

She returned to posing, but more provocatively; cupping her breasts and pouting her lips. She turned around and presented her wide ass.

"What do you do with those magazines?" she asked over her bare shoulder.

"I don't know," I lied, adjusting my pants.

"Do you," she resumed posing, shaking and dancing in front of me. "Masturbate with them?"

I stood dumbly staring. Her breasts looked amazing as she shook.

"Show me," she said, dropping her robe to the floor before falling heavily onto her couch. "Pretend I'm in your magazine. Show me."

Her poses became more intense as she rubbed herself between her thighs and lifted her legs.

"Show me," she said again.

I may be shy, but I'm not totally stupid. I undid my pants and pulled them down. My dick was fighting to get out of my briefs and I pulled them off quickly. My erection stood firm and throbbing. Mrs. Cotter smiled as I took it in my hand.

I started slowly, a little uneasy, but my pace soon quickened as she began posing again. The poses were becoming increasingly graphic – she was spreading her legs wide or licking her own tits – and I was about to erupt.

"Do you ejaculate on the women in the magazines?" she asked, leaning closer.

"Sometimes," I admitted, stroking myself vigorously.

"Then do it on me," she said, positioning herself in front of my swollen cock. "Ejaculate on me."

I exploded with a shudder and a powerful line of spunk splashed onto her bare chest. The second burst landed on her neck and shoulder, the third across her chin. I continued pumping myself until the spasms stopped. I was panting, with my dick still in my hand, when Mrs. Cotter leaned in and kissed me.

Slowly at first, then with more passion, we kissed. Her naked body was pressing into me and my hands cupped her wonderful breasts, squeezing them in disbelief. My cum was warm and sticky on her tits and her nipples were stiff and very sensitive.

She pushed me back onto the couch and straddled my revived cock; her tits hung inches from my face.

"Did your magazines ever do this?" she whispered before lowering herself slowly toward my straining manhood. I felt her wet warmth as it brushed against me. I shifted, trying to enter her crease as she rocked back and forth teasingly.

Finally she slowed long enough for my mushroomed head to press into her slick hole. My dream had come true; I was fucking an older woman – a much older woman. I thrust in deeply, up and down, trying to match her rhythm. My hands palmed her dangling breasts and I watched how her skin wrinkled and creased as I mashed them together.

Her pace increased and I struggled to keep up. Her aged pussy was pulling at me tightly and I felt her start to shake. Her orgasm came in waves and she buried her face into my neck, moaning softly.

I was right behind her, shooting my load deep into her furry box. She stayed on top of me and I held her tight, gently rubbing and fondling her. Shortly, my spent penis slid out of her wet gash and we slowly climbed to our feet.

We stood staring at each other for a moment.

Things felt awkward and I dressed quickly. Mrs. Cotter was saying something about having to get to the bank before it closed and I made a hasty retreat back to my apartment.

I dropped contentedly, but a bit confused, into my favorite chair. It had been worth the wait ...

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Mrs. Cotter managed to avoid me for about a week, but we finally ran into each other on the stairs. She apologized and told me she had been on some prescription medicine that morning and it had her, "all loosey-goosey." She told me she really wasn't that kind of woman and hoped I would forgive her. I had no idea what to say, so I forgave her for making my dream come true.

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From the author: It has been pointed out, correctly, I seem to enjoy the build-up as much or possibly more than the actual business end of the story. This story is an example of that ... I take a long time, maybe too long, getting to the action. Feel free to met me know ...



Locked Out!



"You dumb cunt," Cory said to herself, for the umpteenth time. She stood alongside the car shivering in the freezing rain. She could just imagine how warm and dry it was inside the locked vehicle. "This is real fuckin great! I have to take a road that no one comes down. If I hadn't drank so much beer, I wouldn't have had to pee." The wetness of her clothes made her shiver all the harder and once again she felt the need to empty her bladder. 

Cory had been driving home after a party when she felt the need to pee. Knowing how heavy the traffic was on the main road, she turned off toward the beach road. She had drunk quite a few beers and was really feeling the pressure. In her haste to go, she jumped out the car and ran to the wooded area. She pulled up her skirt and squatted in the bushes. 

Cory had made it a point not to wear panties to the party. She loved seeing the shocked look on the guy’s faces when they danced with her and didn't feel panty lines. At 24, Cory had filled out nicely. Her 34-inch bust showed nicely in the semi-sheer blouse she had worn. And not having worn a bra, no one could mistake her pointed nipples as they pushed against the material. 

She remembered how the guys that had danced with her had held onto her small round ass as they swayed and pushed their bulging hard on against her. With a sigh, Cory felt the hot liquid as it burst from her shaved pussy lips. The sudden release after holding it in so long was almost sensual. She was almost tempted to allow her fingers to stroke her cunt when she heard a rustling in the bush.

Frightened, she jumped up and ran to the car even as the hot piss still dribbled from her cunt. But to her horror, she found that the car doors were locked. She franticly tried each door only to confirm what she already guessed. She was locked out of her car. The rustle in the bushes became louder and she ran around to the opposite side of the car. 

She watched, her heart beating in her ears, as two raccoons meandered from the bushes. They looked at her, their bandit mask making them look almost comical. A shiver caused Cory to pull her sweater tighter around herself. Then she felt it. The first drops of the freezing rain that was predicted.

"Great! Fucking great!" Cory shouted to the empty sky. She wanted to go under the trees, but feared the animals that would be under there too. Cory was always afraid of animals. And snakes, she just knew that the ground would be crawling with snakes. Afraid to walk away from the car, she withstood the driving rain. 

Over and over she cursed herself as her clothes grew wetter and she grew colder. She had been out there for 15 minutes but it seemed like hours. And now to add insult to injury, she had to pee again. Shaking her head as she walked towards the woods, she pulled up her dress and squatted. 

To hell with it she thought as her fingers touched her cunt. Maybe playing with her pussy would take her mind off of how cold she was. Cory rubbed her swollen pussy lips. Her cold fingers against the smooth shaved skin made her shiver but not from the cold. Slowly her fingertip touched her hardened clit. "Mmmm!" 

Cory always enjoyed pleasing herself. She could sit for hours and tease herself into climax after climax. She had just pushed her finger entirely up her cunt when she couldn't hold her pee any longer. With a sigh, she let the hot liquid splash her fingers. Just as she felt the first drops begin to flow, a car came around the bend in the road and she was revealed in all her exposed glory. 

Unthinking, she began to wave her hands wildly. This was the first car that had driven pass in all the time she had been stuck here and she was not going to let it get away. Cory was just drunk enough and miserable enough not to care that whoever was driving the car would have a very good view of her. 

The freezing rain had plastered her clothes to her voluptuous body. The cold wetness had her tits rock hard with her long nipples very visible. Her sweater did nothing to hide her charms. Her dress, so pretty when the night had started, was now a dripping weight that clung to her thighs. Even as the driver pulled in behind her car and she was plastered in its lights, she continued to pee. Cory didn't realize that she still had her finger stuck up her cunt and that the two people in the car could see her display of wantonness.

The car door opened and in the light, she could see a middle aged black couple. Even as the man emerged from the car, Cory couldn't stand. This time, her flow didn't stop in its intensity. Her face turned a bright red as she continued to splash her piss to the ground as the man approached. The man smiled as he drew closer to her. 

The sound of her piss hitting the dirt was loud in her ears. Cory wanted to jump up and hide. She wanted to stop and stand up but she was so full that it felt as if she had just begun to pee. Her face grew even redder as she looked up at this stranger. 

"When you finish, you might want to get in our car and warm up." His voice gave her no hint at his thoughts. "I, I locked myself out. The rain got me wet and I had to pee. Oh I'm so ashamed." The words came out in a rush. As Cory went to put her hands to her face her horror increased. 

Oh my goodness, she thought. I still have my fingers stuck up my cunt. From the way her skirt was bunched around her waist as she squatted on the ground, the man could look directly down at her shaved cunt. He saw, that her fingers were not just touching her cunt, they were actually inserted inside. 

At that moment, Cory heard her car engine sputter and die. "Shit! I knew I should have stopped for gas. Now what the fuck else could happen?" the man chuckled and she looked up at him. Cory had made no move to correct her situation. "You could catch your death of cold. Come on and finish peeing so you can get inside the car where it's warm." 

Cory thought the man would turn away and walk back to the car. After all, he was getting wet standing there with her. But no, he stood looking down at her. In fact he looked straight at her cunt as the hot pee still flowed from her crotch. Looking up at him, Cory lost her balance and fell backwards. As her ass hit the wet ground, it seemed as if a damn had burst and she felt the flood rush from her loins. 

Cory could feel the cold wet ground as she became even wetter and dirtier in the dirt. Hearing a rustle in the bushes, she practically jumped into the stranger's arms. He guided her over to the car and opened the back door. Cory got in and was enveloped with the warmth. She sat, her teeth chattering. The man opened the trunk and took something out. The back door opened and a blanket was tossed in. the woman climbed over the seat and Cory was struck at the absurdity of this picture.

"You had better take off those wet clothes child. You'll catch your death if we don't get you warmed up and quick." Cory didn't protest as the woman began to unbutton her sweater. Still chattering, she helped the woman peel her blouse off of her. The woman wrapped the blanket around Cory's shoulders. Cory felt her hands as they slid up along her thighs. She was about to protest when the woman grasped Cory's skirt and pulled it off. 

"I'm naked under this blanket", she said to the woman. "And?" The woman looked at Cory with a strange expression on her face. "Listen young lady. When we came upon you, you were squatting in the dirt with your fingers stuck up your bald cunt. Even though you were soaking wet and looked like a drowned puppy, it was plain to see that you were finger fucking your pussy. So don't get all modest and proper with me now. I am not about to allow you to catch pneumonia because of your misplaced pride." 

The woman hugged Cory close to her. Cory could smell the hint of perfume as she snuggled against this older black woman. Cory looked thru the windshield and saw the man get her door open. He sat in the car and she heard it start then die. Once, twice and then a third time! The man got out carrying her pocketbook, coat and car keys. He locked the car and got back into his car. 

"Here are your things, I think we had better get you someplace dry. The roads are getting very icy and driving is going to be very dangerous. If there is someone you need to call, you can call when we get to our house. By the way, my name is Harry and this is Chelsea, my wife." Thru chattering teeth, Cory introduced herself. 

They drove for about an hour and after skidding a few times, Cory understood just how bad driving would get. All during the drive to their home, the older woman kept Cory hugged close to her. Feeling the heat, Cory rested her head on the woman's ample bosom. She thought she heard a soft sigh from the older woman as she drifted off to sleep.

Cory remembered the car pulling up into the driveway then into a garage. She was helped from the car and into the house. The woman led her to the bathroom and before Cory could say a word, she was removing the young woman's clothes. Cory, even thru her fevered haze noticed the lustful way that Chelsea looked at her naked body. 

Then to her amazement and surprise, she heard the woman call to her husband. "Harry you're going to have to hold her." Harry came into the bathroom and held Cory steady as she sat on the closed toilet seat. Cory couldn't help but see the growing bulge in Harry's pants as he looked at her naked, exposed cunt and tits. 

Chelsea started to take her own clothes off. Once she was naked, she helped Cory get into the tub. Even in her fevered state, Cory couldn't help but admire the older woman's ample beauty. Chelsea saw that she would not be able to hold Cory and wash her at the same time.

"Harry get undressed and get in the tub to hold this child." Harry with a lustful grin began to strip. Cory gasped as his bloated cock sprang into view. She had up until this time; only seen the white dicks of the young boys she had either sucked or fucked. Harry's dick was so much longer and fatter and its brown color gave it a sexually sinister appearance. 

"Harry! I don't need you scaring this girl with that snake dick of yours." Then she laughed. "But keep it hard like that. I'll want you to tear my pussy up later. But this child needs to get washed and to bed without being raped by you." Harry held Cory close to his body as Chelsea soaped up a cloth and began to wash the girl's back. Harry was holding the girl facing him and Cory couldn't help but feel his throbbing dick as it pressed against her stomach. 

Cory could feel a stirring deep in her cunt. Chelsea was taking her sweet time washing Cory's soft round ass. As Chelsea washed the crack, Cory could feel the older woman's fingers probing her puckered hole. Cory was no stranger to having her ass rimmed and reamed. Against her control, she moaned and pushed her ass against the probing finger. Her actions caused Harry to begin a slow rubbing against her body. "Harry, turn her around. If I let you continue humping her like that, you'll have your sweet cum all over her stomach.

Cory could feel herself being turned around in Harry's strong arms. She felt his cock snuggle right in the crack of her ass. Thru half closed eyelids, she looked into Chelsea's face. The look of raw, naked lust surprised her. "Damn, you are one sweet looking young lady. Under other circumstances, I'd have you in my bed before you could shake a stick."

Chelsea never took her eyes off Cory's body as she soaped up the cloth. This time when she washed Cory's body, she put all her attention into trying to excite the young girl. When Cory felt the soft cloth on her tits, she began to breathe a bit faster. Chelsea was doing more squeezing and caressing than washing. Cory began to rub her ass against Harry's throbbing cock. 

Chelsea moved lower with her washing and Cory moaned out loud as Chelsea slid her finger along the girls slit. Cory's body was giving her hell. The many different sensations that this older couple was giving her were like nothing she had ever felt before. Of her own accord, Cory began to slide her body up and down. 

As she did so, Harry's dick slid up and down her crack. Cory was searching for Chelsea's finger with her cunt. Chelsea smiled as she kept moving her finger away from Cory's clit. "Please!" Cory couldn't believe her voice.

"Please what Cory?" Harry whispered in her ear. "Put your finger up my cunt. Please! Just rub my clit. I'll cum if you rub my clit." Chelsea smiled, as her finger slid easily up into Cory's eager wet cunt. These two had enjoyed many a woman together! Their moves were smooth. 

Harry reached around and began to pinch and pull Cory's nipples. Chelsea knew exactly how to work Cory's cunt without allowing her to cum. Cory's whole world was now centered on her cunt. She would have done anything, promised anything to achieve the orgasm that she so badly needed.

Suddenly they both stopped their movements at the same time. Cory felt her body shiver with penned up frustration. "Don't fuckin tease me," Cory shouted. Chelsea laughed. She put her mouth close to Cory's. "Before I'm through, you'll be begging me a lot harder than you are now."

They rinsed off and helped Cory get out of the tub. The two of them dried her off, and then they dried themselves. They walked the young girl into a bedroom that had the biggest bed Cory had ever seen. Laying her down on the bed, Cory watched as Chelsea dropped to her knees and took most of Harry's dick in her mouth. Cory's mouth opened even as Harry grabbed Chelsea by the hair and pushed his bloated head in. 

"Suck it you slut. No matter how much you slurp on this black dick, I always want more." Cory watched, to her amazement, as Chelsea took the entire black snake-like dick down her throat. Harry was looking directly at Cory as he fucked Chelsea's throat. Chelsea was a wet cocksucker. As the dick slid in and out of her mouth, she left a coating of pre-cum and saliva all over it. 

Then still holding Chelsea by the hair, Harry pulled it slowly free of her sucking lips. "Would you like to taste it too?" Cory couldn't take her eyes off the bobbing shaft. She nodded her head. Chelsea crawled up onto the bed and slowly pulled the young girls white thighs apart. 

There was no foreplay involved. Chelsea dived between those soft white thighs and began to lick and suck the young girls shaved cunt. Just as Cory felt Chelsea's tongue push between her pussy lips, Harry grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head up to meet his dickhead. 

"Suck it bitch! I'm gonna show you what it's like to have a black man's dick in your sweet pink mouth." Cory didn't even try to take it in her mouth; she just licked her tongue all around the head. Chelsea's tongue had her cunt on fire. But each time Cory thought the older woman would give in and suck her clit; Chelsea would tease her some more. 

Cory was humping against the older woman's face for all she was worth. Her mouth was open now and Harry was pushing the head in. Cory wanted to push him back, afraid he would choke her. The older woman grabbed her hands and held them to her sides. Harry pulled Cory's hair and the young girl opened her mouth to moan. Instead, she felt the dick push into her throat. She began to gag and choke. Chelsea had the girls legs pushed up over her shoulders. 

Suddenly, Cory began to cum. Her body shook like never before. She had never cum with this much intensity before. Her mouth was full of dick and her cunt was being eaten in a way no other man had ever done. Even as she tried to scream out her release, she could only mumble and choke her sounds.

Harry pulled his dick from her mouth. She felt Chelsea's mouth move from her still throbbing cunt. Another shiver shook her as she came again. And then again she felt her pussy spasm. She had never experienced multiple orgasms before. Harry stood up along side the bed. "You know what I want you cheap slut." 

Cory thought he was talking to her. She was about to answer when she heard Chelsea. "Please Harry, my asshole is still sore from this morning." Harry laughed. "You can beg me now, or beg me later." She saw the older woman's wicked smile. "You big black bastard, I don't want you to shove that monster dick up my asshole. It's too fat and long. You'll tear me wide open. I'll let you do anything else but that." 

Harry laughed out loud. "You whoring slut, you knew what I wanted when you took my money. I'm gonna spank that ass then fuck it. And the louder you cry, the harder I'll tear into that tight hole. Now get on your knees bitch." 

Cory gasped in horror. Harry was going to shove that fat cock up Chelsea's ass. How could she take something that big? Chelsea moved around so that she was kneeling close to Cory's head. Cory could smell the sweet aroma that came from the older woman's heated cunt. 

Chelsea bent down and kissed the young girl. Cory gave into the kiss and shivered as the woman rubbed her tits. SMACK! Chelsea's body shook as Harry slapped her across the ass. Thinking that she would scream from the pain, Cory was surprised when Chelsea only moaned. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Over and over Harry smacked Chelsea's soft, wide ass. 

"Ask for it slut." "Please shove that fat dick up my ass. Make me beg and scream as you rip my ass open." Cory looked at Harry's face. The look of lust could not be mistaken. She watched as Harry reached over to the nightstand and picked up the jar of Vaseline. Smearing it on just the head of his dick, he looked at the young girl as he dabbed a bit on Chelsea's waiting orifice.

"Pull those fat cheeks apart. Open that ass wide for me baby." With a groan, Chelsea reached behind herself and grasped her cheeks, pulling them open. Harry looked at Cory and their eyes locked. "Have you ever been fucked up your ass?" Cory nodded her reply, her face turning red. "Was the dick as big as mine?" 

Cory swallowed. "I've never had a dick as big as yours. I don't know if I could even take that up my pussy with a whole jar of Vaseline." SMACK! Harry again spanked Chelsea's ass. "Did this white slut pee in your mouth when she came?" Cory was horrified at the question. 

She was about to give an indignant answer when Chelsea spoke up. "Not this time, but I'll make her give it to me the next time I suck that sweet cunt. Oh Harry, she came so much. I wanted to keep sucking her cunt all night." 

Harry looked at the girl. Her face told him she didn't understand any of what he and Chelsea were talking about. He smiled and this time it was a kind smile. "Chelsea is a drinker. She loves to be made to drink from a man or woman as she's giving head. Don't look so shocked. I'm sure that as a baby your mom washed your face with your wet diaper. Urine is one of the more healthy and clean things to come from a body. I want you to suck those big tits. When I tell you suck hard and bite down on them. Do you understand me?" 

Cory nodded her head yes. She scooted underneath Chelsea and licked one of the nipples. Chelsea had nipples larger than Cory had yet seen on a woman. They were fat and long. She sucked the nipple in her mouth. She was sucking gently as she had done with other girls she had been with. "Suck hard you bitch!" Chelsea shouted. "Or I'll make Harry shove his dick up your tiny white ass." 

The threat spurred Cory into action. She sucked hard. Like you do when you are trying to suck a thick milkshake thru a small straw. "IEEEE! Oh you fucking bitch! IEEEE!" With her scream vibrating thru the room, her scream as Harry shoved his dick up her asshole went unnoticed. 

Cory felt more than saw the onslaught that Harry was delivering to Chelsea's ass. Her face was covered with the mass of flesh that was Chelsea's tits. The tit in her mouth was being pulled back and forth as Harry pumped his fat cock in the hole. "Oh Harry, harder. Fuck me with that fat cock. Suck my tits harder Cory. Make it hurt. Oh please make it hurt. Make me scream. IEEEE! Yes! Yes! YES! YES!" 




Locked Out!



With each thrust, Chelsea shouted yes. Cory could taste blood in her mouth and knew she had bit down too hard. But she was too carried along on this journey of lust. She sucked hard to fill her mouth. She felt hands pulling at her hair and she let the tit slide from her mouth. Cory cried out in pain, as she was dragged by her hair. She was forced underneath the big black woman. 

Cory knew where she was being led. Without being told what to do, she wrapped her hands around Chelsea's hips. Then she lifted her head until her mouth was close to the older woman's hairy cunt. The smell of sex was so powerful coming from Chelsea's cunt that the young girl could hardly breath. But afraid of the consequences, she pushed her mouth up into the hairy bush. The flood of cum juice hat entered her mouth was more than she expected. 

Chelsea, her hands now free, began to rub the hairless cunt of the younger woman. "Drink it! Suck my pussy!" Chelsea shouted at the young girl. Cory had never experienced this amount of sexual activity before. Her mind was in orgasmic overload. Like a mindless slave, she began to slurp the thick cum that ran from Chelsea's open slit.

Harry, driven by the sight of this young white girl servicing his wife, was spurred on to fuck Chelsea even harder. Knowing that he would soon reach the point of no return, Harry began the long hard stroking Chelsea loved the most. He pulled his fat cock back until just the tip was embedded in her ass. Then he shoved hard and fast. 

Chelsea was no stranger to the ways of anal pleasure. She knew just how much to tighten her sphincter muscles when Harry shoved. Cory couldn't believe that any woman could take the kind of fucking that Harry was giving to his wife. Suddenly with a cry that shook the room, she heard Harry cum. "Arghhhh! Oh you dick taking slut. I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Oh fuck!" 

Chelsea felt his hot cum splash the inner walls of her ass. That was all she needed to finally let go. She had only allowed herself to have little mini climaxes up until now. But feeling Cory's mouth sucking her cunt and Harry's dick throbbing in her ass, she came. Poor Cory had never in her wildest fantasies imagined that a woman could shoot the amount of cum from her pussy that Chelsea was shooting now. 

Cory tried to swallow as fast as she could but it was just too much. She gagged and choked as her mouth filled then overflowed with the thick sticky fluid. Then she felt Chelsea's head pushing between her legs. "This time you had better pee," Chelsea said as her mouth closed over the clean shaved pussy. Too afraid not to, Cory struggled to relax her bladder. Her mouth still pressed against Chelsea's pussy; 

Cory could feel a strange new vibration. Then she heard Chelsea groan into her cunt. Just as she realized what was taking place, her bladder let go. Harry was giving Chelsea a piss enema, even as Cory was giving the woman the hot drink she craved. Unbridled lust took over. Cory could feel herself beginning to cum, even as she continued to feed this black woman's strange desire.

The bed underneath her was becoming wet from the overflow. She could hear Chelsea sucking and slurping as she drank from the youthful fountain. The bed shifted as Harry lifted his weight from Chelsea. He had no sooner pulled his dick free of his wife's ass than Chelsea jumped up and ran to the bathroom. A loud sigh could be heard thru the closed door.

Cory watched as his dick continued to shrivel. Even soft, he was bigger than the young boys she had previously fucked were. Harry smiled at her. It was a smile that warmed her heart with its intensity. "You were deliciously fantastic. I'm sorry that we got so carried away but after seeing you as we did when we drove upon you, well the stage was set."

Cory smiled back at him. Her face was covered with the remnants from Chelsea's explosive climax. Her hair was wet and matted with globs of cum. But Cory felt more satisfied than she had ever felt before. "I've never experienced anything like this before. I came so hard my pussy is still throbbing. But I would really like to take a shower." Harry directed the girl to another bathroom down the hall. 

Cory opened the closet and took out washcloth and towel. After her shower, she returned to the bedroom. Chelsea and Harry lay propped up against the pillows. Not knowing what else was expected of her, she sat on the edge of the bed. Would they send her to another room after having used her? 

"Come lay between us. Did you think we would throw you from our bed after having such a good time?" "I didn't know", was Cory’s answer. They lay in the big bed. Cory didn't stir as she felt both of them begin to use their hands to rub her legs and stomach. Cory spread her thighs as two sets of hands eased her legs open and began to explore her cunt.

“I know that this must seem very strange to you. Chelsea and I both know that we enjoy our sex as nasty and low down as we can get. And it must seem strange to you that we would take a chance with you? But we have learned to read people very well. And seeing you in the middle of the road, fingering your pussy so furiously, we felt that you would enjoy the kind of sex we do.” 

Cory had no sooner settled herself down, when Harry took her hand and placed it on his still soft dick. He began directing her to stroke it slowly. "Suck it and let it grow in your mouth", Chelsea whispered in the girl's ear. Even as she said these things to Cory, Chelsea was guiding the girl's head down into Harry's lap. 

As Cory turned to comply, Chelsea helped to ease her into a more comfortable position. It was more comfortable for Cory but it also placed her on her hands and knees. Thinking that Chelsea had done this for a reason, Cory was not too surprised when she felt the woman's lips kiss her ass. Then she felt the hot tongue as the older woman began to lick her. 

Cory had never in her life had anyone give her he kind of tongue rimming that Chelsea was giving her now. From the kiss they had shared, she knew that Chelsea had a long tongue. But actually feeling it push into her ass was a new sensation. 

Harry held her in place as he worked his still soft cock into her mouth. "I love when a young sweet thing sucks my dick. Will you let me fuck you Cory?" Not taking her mouth off his growing shaft, Cory nodded her head. Cory moaned from the feeling that Chelsea's tongue was giving her. 

Harry lifted her head from his dick. "Talk nasty. I love to hear a woman talking like a slut." Cory held her eyes shut as she swayed her ass. "Oh Chelsea! Tongue-fuck my ass! You big black slut, you made me drink so much of your hot cum. Did you like drinking my piss? I bet you loved feeling Harry filling your fat ass with his hot piss, didn't you? Him peeing up your ass and me peeing in your mouth. Oh! You bitch! I'm cumming. I'm cumming from you tongue fuckin my asshole. Ahhh! Ahhh! Ahhh!" 

Harry had been stroking his cock as Cory spouted off. He grabbed her and pulled her mouth to his dick. Not able to take it in too far, Cory sucked his head as he spurted. When she had drained him, he pushed her away. Cory looked down between her open thighs and saw that Chelsea was using her fingers on her own cunt. The digits were cum covered.

Cory soon trembled and came also. Even as she drifted off to sleep, Cory could feel the hands of the two older people hug her? She could hear them sigh as they snuggled against her in their own slumber. The wind and sleet beat against the window. What would tomorrow bring? Cory couldn't imagine but her pussy throbbed in anticipation.



Locked Out but Pressing In



It was a dark and stormy night. Seriously, it was. I was driving toward Topeka, Kansas, when I got the text "Wanna meet tonight?"

I quickly thumbed a response, "Of course I do." It was a friend of mine, Christy. Christy was a tall, 37 year old blonde with a great body, beautiful eyes, a Romanesque nose, and one of those phone sex voices that would give you a diamond cutter after a simple "hello."

My phone began to ding again. "My mother is in the hospital at Saint's. Wanna pick me up at 8? My hubby thinks I'll be here late."

"I'll see you in 20 minutes!" 

I started driving a bit faster, a smile on my face. I was anticipating that maybe more would go on than last time. About a week before, I had met Christy out at Shawnee Lake, over on the East side of Topeka. That night it was a bit cool, but we made the best of it, huddled in close, her sitting on a picnic table, me between her legs. I usually had a rule against kissing married women, but that night, it was cold. And... she was cute, so, I thought, why not. 

As we made out in the somewhat open picnic area, pretty soon we were illuminated by the park police, who moments later notified us the park was closed. Well, that kind of ruined the moment. Although, it did send us in a small fit of giggles. It also killed the erection I had growing in my pants.

Now... back to that "I'll see you in 20 minutes!" part. I drove quickly up to the hospital, completely in anticipation of what might happen. As I pulled into the looped drive, I started to worry a bit as a few rain drops landed on the windshield. I waited for a few moments and the front door to the hospital opened and out ran Christy. She was wearing a nice red buttoned blouse and a pair of blue jeans. I reached over and threw open the Mustang's door as she got close. She grabbed the open door and jumped into the seat, flashing a wonderful smile, reaching from her lips to the tips of her eyes! In fact, even in the dull light, I could see quite the youthful sparkle as she continued to grin. She reached over and pulled on her seat belt, adjusting it between her breasts. 

Christy caught my eyes following her every movement and asked "Do you like what you see?" I nodded in quick agreement and pulled onto the street. I started driving south, hoping for some dry weather and hoping for a bit of something else too.

Christy continued to smile and pulled my attention away from the road when she started to unbutton her blouse. It didn't take long before her tan skin and a lacy black bra were revealed. I adjusted in the seat of that tight Mustang, as my pants suddenly felt a bit tight and uncomfortable in my groin. Christy laughed and ran the first finger of her right hand across the hem of her shirt from collar to the last button that remained, just below where her seat belt crossed.

As I turned onto the highway leading south, Christy's hand moved slowly to my knee. I nearly had a hard time shifting the Mustang's gears as her hand squeezed and caressed my leg. As I picked up speed I could feel my heartbeat quicken and the sweat begin rolling. She didn't hesitate long before her hand picked up speed and moved up my thigh, coming to rest on my upper thigh, her fingertips just brushing the head of my cock where it rested, swollen, against my right thigh.

I continued driving, being careful not to speed as I felt her fingers trace the outline of my manhood thru my jeans. I was in heaven. Her fingers put just enough pressure to tease but not enough to totally satisfy; driving me wild!

I pulled into a small park off the highway and drove to the backside, where the drive was hidden by trees. Christy smiled and told me I had made a great choice. I released my seatbelt and with Christy's hand still on my dick, I reached across the console and pulled her face into mine. No lips touched as our tongues attacked each other in pure lust. Her hand squeezed my cock deeply as our lips finally connected. My hand went from her cheek to her breast and I squeezed, not matching the firmness of hers, but letting her know what I had found. As I squeezed, she pressed her chest forward, making sure I also knew what I found.

I broke off the kiss as I felt her hand fumbling on my belt. I quickly opened the door and ran over to her side. Yeah, I might have been a bit excited. 

I opened Christy's door and reached in to help her out of the low sitting vehicle. She took my hand and sprung out of the car. In the time it took me to get from one side to the other, she had finished unbuttoning her blouse which was now open and exposing her bra. I had seen her hundreds of times over the past several years, but I had never noticed how large her breasts were. She hid them well. As she moved forward to kiss me, I took her shirt by the shoulders and peeled it off her skin, leaving her standing in a bra and jeans in the middle of the park. 

As we kissed, I threw her shirt in the Mustang. Our hands began to roam and she grabbed my ass. I felt her reach into my back right pocket and steal my phone away. Soon after I felt a flip of her wrist and heard my phone hit the seat. I reached into her pocket and did the same; but not without grabbing her ass nice and hard first!

As soon as the phone left my hand, Christy's hips drove forward, ramming against mine. My cock jumped at the feel of her pelvis rubbing on the swollen head. She could definitely tell I was hard as she rubbed her hip hard against it then moved her body so her pubic mound was rubbing me through my pants.

Her breathing started to catch and small whimpers came from deep within as our kiss deepened and she began rocking against me. Her hands broke free from around me and I felt then move between us. She began to pull at the button on her jeans and soon I felt the material slide against my own jeans as she pushed hers down. My hands went from her lower naked back to feel her ass. She was wearing a thong; I could feel the lace waist band at first then my hands continued south until an inch later I found the bottom hem and then again the bare nakedness of her flesh. As my fingers dug into her cheeks, she pressed her nearly naked mound back against me. 

I moved my lips from hers and found the soft part of her neck right behind her jaw. I lightly laid my tongue there and she backed her hips off mine. I paused for a moment, surprised she didn't try to get her body deeper against my own, but soon discovered the reason was she needed room to put her hands on my own belt and jeans button. It wasn't long before I felt the cool night air on my thighs and she broke off my necking to press my jeans to my ankles. 

I started to kick off my shoes to remove my pants the rest of the way when Christy pushed me against the mustang door and my boxer briefs were suddenly missing from my waist. I looked down as I regained my balance and Christy smiled as she looked at my cock standing straight out at full attention. She leaned forward and touched the head against her cheek, as though she was pressing my scent into her skin. She paused for a moment, took a long look at it, squeezed the base and impaled her mouth deeply with my manly weapon. She made love to my dick, using both suction and her tongue to coat every inch. She began to gag at first when she pulled me deep and I nearly lost all bit of reality when she swallowed the head down her throat. My god this woman's abilities were amazing. I think I did lose my sense of reality though as I felt her tongue slip out and caress the base of my balls as she coddled the head of my cock in her deep throat. 

I hated to, but I had to push Christy away. I was afraid if I didn't I was going to cum right then and there. And I still needed to feel that pussy. I reached down and pulled her up and kissed her deeply. She broke off the kiss and complimented me on how I tasted. I turned her around and pressed her up against the fender of my car. I pulled her panties down and kissed her as I pressed my fingers inside her lips. She was soaked and I brought her fluids up, using them to coat her stiffened clitoris. She gasped and lightly bit my lip as I began to jack her clit back and forth. Her legs parted and she pressed against my fingers. As her breath quickened even more, I moved my fingers from her clit and pressed both my first and second fingers inside her. She was so very wet and they slid in easily with no resistance. 

I pulled up on the inside of her vagina and immediately found her g-spot. I moved my fingers back and forth as my thumb kept pressure on her clit. Christy's body began to move back and forth, riding both my fender and my hand. She broke off all facial contact and seemed to disappear into her own world as her moans turned into screams of ecstasy in the woods around us. Christy began bucking harder and as she screamed louder and louder, I felt her juices running across my palm. Not wanting to waste the moment, I quickly knelt down between her legs and placed my tongue along the top of her pussy as my fingers kept their rhythm. Soon I was rewarded with more juices coating my lips and felt the hard contraction of a nice deep orgasm against my fingers.

Christy grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up. "I need you in me. Now!" she commanded. I wasted no time, grabbed my cock and placed the head against her soaked entrance. I moved it up and down, coating it in her juices which had mixed with the pre-cum I had been leaking ever since her mouth first went down on me. Before I pressed in, I relished the feeling of her warm, wet, and so soft skin against the velvet hardness of my sword. I pressed forward, and felt her open up around my thickness. I went as slow as I could, making sure I felt every fiber of her muscular womanhood wrap itself around me. I felt the elastic entrance close around the sensitive neck of my cock and I could wait no more. I pressed in deeply with one final stroke and heard her whimper and I hit the back wall of her vagina.

I began moving back and forth, watching the show in the small amount of light given by a street lamp in the park. I could see her breasts bouncing within the confines of that black lacy bra. I could see my dark tanned penis moving in and out of her pink sheath. I could hear her breathing, her moaning and I could hear the sweat sticking between our bodies as I moved in and out. 

Suddenly, the amazing rhythm of our fornicating was broken by one of the cell phones on my seat. Christy pushed me back and jumped onto the ground. She broke off to the right and pulled the door open and answered the phone. As she did, she put a finger up to her mouth to indicate for me to be quiet. I could tell it was her husband when she started talking about her mother's condition and excused her lack of hospital sounds in the background saying she had run outside for a few minutes. As they spoke I reached forward and began fingering Christy. She moved right and left trying to get away and finally stopped resisting as I got both fingers deep inside her. She smiled and continued to listen to her husband while my fingers administered movements within. Pretty soon she hung up the phone and called me evil and a few other things while she laughed and pressed her body deeper into my clutch.

Before we could go further, it began to rain. The rain was cold on our skin and Christy suggested we try doing it in the mustang. Well, Christy was 5'8 and I am 6'3, so, that was going to be impossible, but, we tried anyway. After three or four attempts, we decided the rain was just going to have to accept us. 

We gathered up our clothes and threw them in the Mustang seat to keep dry. I wasn't sure, but, right as Christy closed the door, I thought I heard a click. I ignored it for a moment as Christy squatted in front of me and took me into her open mouth again. This time her hand met up with me and she used her fingers to knead my balls. It was overwhelming in the most amazing way and I was on the brink of cumming when I looked away from watching her moving back and forth on my shaft. I looked at the door and that's when I noticed the door was locked. 

I quickly backed up, in a panic. Christy knew how close I was and asked what was wrong. I explained the door was locked, it was raining and we were both naked in a public park. She just laughed and said we should make the best of it. My penis said otherwise... I was in total panic mode as I wondered if one of my Deputy friends might drive into the park. Or Christy's husband followed the GPS signal and found us hiding in the rain behind my Mustang. 

I tried to open both doors and even the trunk, but failed. As I did this, Christy followed me and played with my ass cheeks and tried to get my penis working again. I was torn. I wanted to fuck, but, I really needed those doors open...

That's when I pulled the ultimate MacGyver! I went to the front fender, the one I had been fucking Christy on, and I bent the antenna. I used the bend to get leverage and I unscrewed it from the base. I laughed for a moment, thinking that the house across the street from the park had a wonderful view of a naked guy, his dick dangling, ripping apart the antenna while a hot naked woman laughed at him from behind.

I pulled off the antenna and pulled the Mustang window as far away from the body as I could. It opened a whole centimeter and I stuck the antenna in. It was kind of like looking for the g-spot as I probed the interior thru the tinted window, looking for the automatic lock. It would have gone faster but, Christy thought she would take the moment and caress my back and my ass with her hands, mouth and breasts. It was not fair, but, it did cause me to work harder. Suddenly, I heard the familiar unlocking click and I quickly opened the door. I retrieved my keys from the ignition and put them up on the fender. Meanwhile, Christy had reached in and retrieved a jacket from my back seat. 

She went a few feet away and placed the jacket on the damp ground. The rain stopped momentarily and she indicated she wanted me to lie down. I complied and pretty soon we were in 69, my mouth deep in her pussy while she took me deep within her mouth. 

She moved off me after a few moments and squatted down over me. She lowered her pussy, still open and swollen from my own licking and sucking, and I felt her press my cock deep within her. She rode me, and she rode me hard. As she came down to kiss me, I pulled on her ass and massaged her as she rode my entire length in and out. 

Christy's pace quickened, her moans grew louder and suddenly her fingernails were digging into my chest as her orgasm took her. Her body became still and I could feel the pulsing against my dick. Instead of allowing her to ride it out, I took my hips in control and began driving in and out as hard and deep as I could. Her moan turned into a scream and she started shaking on top of me as I continued driving. I felt her hips drive against mine as she bit into my shoulder. I felt the skin break as Christy flailed on top of me. 

A few minutes later, I stopped my movement and Christy just lay on top of me, unmoving. I felt her body relax and her breath slow as she recovered. My cock still buried deep in her, I contracted my PC muscles and I heard her throat cry out lightly as she could feel me move inside her. I did it a few more times and each time, she made a small cry. 

Christy moved off me and as she did, she told me she had never cum like that before. She then looked in my eyes and explained it was my turn. She took my still hard cock, which was coated in her orgasmic juices and sucked it into her mouth. She pulled on my balls as she slowly went up and down my shaft, taking me deep. When she would come up, she would suck hard while pulling down on the base of my dick; the head would nearly pop out of her mouth, and then she would slowly go down on me again. 

It didn't take long and I could feel the hot churning in my balls and the strange but delightful tingle deep in my belly. My hips started to thrust on their own accord and soon I felt the contractions deep within. I warned Christy I was about to cum and reached up to press her off. Christy pushed my hand back and took me as deep as she could. I felt her throat close around my cock and that was all it took. I felt hot burst after burst erupt from my manhood, coating her throat in my warm seed. My hips pumped with each contraction and my breath stopped as I could feel my sight fading away as my orgasm enveloped my body. One last hard spurt and I felt Christy press hard on my balls and suck every last ounce out of me. 

It seemed hours before I could breathe again, but before I had the ability to move, I heard her tell me how sweet and amazing I tasted. I then felt her lips against mine and she kissed me deeply. 

I kind of laid there for a few minutes, naked, on a coat, in a park, while it lightly rained on me. Christy retrieved our clothes from the car and soon enough, we were both dressed. I drove back to the hospital, feeling drunk, but deeply satisfied. I pulled up to the entrance, gave Christy a nice kiss on the cheek and told her I wished her mother was doing better. Christy grabbed my face, kissed me on the lips and thanked me for an amazing time. 

Funny thing... The next day, Christy text me that she had to go back to the park as she had accidentally lost her wedding ring during our escapade... I sure hope she finds it! 



Locked Out...Naked



In the very early 90s, I lived in a small, one room flat, on the 4th floor of an old brownstone building in the middle of the city of Wuerzburg, Germany.

An odd situation...an American living in subsidized housing in Germany. But I'd been there for nearly 15 years, had gotten divorced from my wife after leaving the military, and stayed on to be close to my daughter.

Anyway, as I said, my place was in a building in the middle of the city, tucked back on a side street about 100 yards from the city square.

Newly, single, I was in the habit of picking up girls at one of the local clubs in town. The benefit of living in the city as single guy...the clubs were not more than a few minutes' walk from my flat. I could get as drunk as I pleased and be home within a short time.

One summer night, I happened to encounter an American girl in one of the rock clubs that I hung out in. She was very attractive, and we drank and danced. Then we drank more and danced more, before finally making the move to my apartment.

We had sex...but that isn't the story. This story really begins the following morning.

At about 4 a.m. she woke me up. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, fully dressed, smoking a cigarette.

"Are you going to take me home now or what?" she asked, somewhat irritably. Her gravelly voice grated through my newly burgeoning hangover.

"Fuck me, what time is it?" I said groggily, pulling myself to a sitting position. 

"It's time for you to take me home..." she stated again flatly.

As I struggled to come to the surface, fragments of the previous few hours flooded in...pictures of us fucking on the floor, the table, the bed, etc.

We'd both been so drunk that we could barely walk. Hell, I couldn't even remember her name at that moment.

Glancing at her I took a chance...and won. I saw that she was hot as hell, even sitting there hung over.

"I have to get to work," she said.

"Jeezus," I moaned, cradling my head, "at this time of morning? My head feels like it's going to implode..."

"That's your problem," she answered quickly, "last night you said you would take me home."

"Fuck." I moaned again.

I didn't remember saying that, but I didn't doubt it. Problem was that I had no car.

Slowly, I slipped off of the edge of the bed and pulled myself up, shakily at first. Still naked, I stood in front of her with a pounding hard-on at face-level. I'm always hard in when I wake up...even with a hangover.

I smiled weakly, hoping to entice her.

She stared blankly at my cock.

"I need to get home..." was all she said.

Padding naked across the bare floor, I entered the bathroom and lifted the toilet seat. A rush of relief washed over me as I urinated long and loud...wondering what to do.

Coming back out of the bathroom, I saw that she was standing, ready to go.

"C'mon dude, I gotta go!" she said, now impatient. Apparently she didn't remember my name either.

"Look," I said, "I don't have a car."

"WHAT!" she nearly screamed. She was pissed. I didn't blame her.

"Jeezus fuck me runnin'" she swore, loudly...then, "where's your phone, I need call someone."

I remained silent, as my cock subsided.

"Well?" she demanded again.

"I uh, I don't have one," I sort of stammered, embarrassed.

"Great, just great," she said to herself, digging through her purse. "I don't have any fucking change for the payphone."

Crossing the room, I snatched open a cabinet drawer, retrieved a handful of change and dropped it into her palm.

I felt bad about lying, and wanted to help her get home any way I could. I couldn't drive her after telling her I had a car...so giving her money for the payphone was all I could do.

"I'm really sorry," I said standing nude in front of her. I meant it.

Taking the money she shook her head in anger. I noticed again how pretty she was...long dark hair, large breasts and a knockout figure.

"Why are you sorry?" she spat sarcastically, "I'm the stupid one. Can you at least show me how to get out of here?"

"Of course," I said. I'd planned to shower after she left so I grabbed a towel from the bathroom and wrapped it around myself for the trip down to the main door of the building. It was only 4:30 in the morning and I knew nobody would be out yet.

That old brownstone was at least 60 years old at that time and had many twisting turns. We descended the four flights to the main corridor, turned left and arrived at the main door to the building which led out onto the street.

I opened the door for her and she stepped out onto the narrow sidewalk and into the still-dark, early morning.

"Well...bye I guess," I said, still wanting to be friendly. 

She turned to go, then, stopped. Turning back to face me as I stood in the doorway, she frowned.

"What's wrong?" I said.

"I don't know my way around here," she said, "where's the nearest payphone?"

Holding the main door open with one hand, I leaned forwards in the doorway and pointed down the street. "There's a phone booth right around the corner down there," I said.

Suddenly, before I'd gotten all of my words out, she reached for the towel around my waist and jerked...pulling me off balance. I went forwards, onto the sidewalk. The door closed behind me and the towel came off.

Holding the towel she laughed.

I was stunned.

Just as suddenly, she turned and ran. Stopping a few yards away, she spun back in my direction. Holding the towel up in front of her, she shook it.

"FUCKWAD!" she yelled.

Then she turned again and took off around the corner, leaving me standing shocked and completely naked on the sidewalk.

I stood for a moment, dumfounded by what had just happened. Coming to my senses, I tried the door, knowing it would be useless. The door locked automatically. 

My keys were four floors up inside my flat.

I was totally and completely nude, locked out, and had no way to get back in.

I thought about running after her and set off towards the corner about 20 yards ahead. But reaching the corner, I stopped.

She was probably too far gone by now, and besides, what was I going to do...walk through the city completely naked?

"Fuck!" I cursed aloud, pacing...frustrated. 

It was summer, so it was warm enough outside. It was still dark out and the streets were empty, luckily, but I knew the sun would be coming up soon enough.

Leaning against the side of the building, I exhaled and tried to think about my situation.

The building that I lived in sat on a side street that ran between several tall building on both sides of it. All of the building had flats in the upper floors and shops on the first floors. All the shops on the street were still closed, naturally.

Glancing above me, I saw that lights in the apartments were out.

It was pretty quiet out, although I could hear the beginnings of the day in the city starting to bustle in the distance.

Right next door to the main door of my building was a translator school. It was as of yet closed, but I knew from experience that students began milling about on the sidewalk early in the morning.

Soon, the city would come to life, and I was naked with no way to get back in...that was the short of it.

Still, I tried to consider my options.

I could call my landlord...a sweet old lady who'd helped me get my flat. The payphone wasn't far away (cell phones weren't vary widespread then and I didn't have one), but I had no change for the payphone.

I could try to make my way across town to my ex-wife's place...but I dismissed that idea almost immediately. It was a good 4 or 5 miles across town and I would have to walk along the main roads which would be soon filled with traffic.

Without warning, I heard voices approaching, breaking me from my reverie. Two young women were making their way down the sidewalk towards me.

Panicking, I ran the rest of the way to the corner and turned it, nestling myself into an open spot between the building and a row of trash cans.

I listened as they approached, going on about something that happened at work. Hardly daring to breathe, I waited.

Finally, they passed, oblivious to the fact that there was a totally naked man not three feet from them.

The sounds of a truck reached my ears, and I crept out and peered around the corner towards my door, just in time to see a trash truck making its way down the street.

Scared to death, I bolted from between the trash cans and padded down the sidewalk, running towards the next corner, where the sidewalk opened up into the city square.

The sun was rising now and soon it would be light. The day was already beginning as a few people crossed the cobble-stoned city square. Standing there in the open, I was exposed, but there was nowhere to hide.

I was getting farther and farther from the safety of my flat and I had to find a way back.

Turing the corner, I jogged down the sidewalk that ran behind my building. It was lined with shops and stores to my left. In fact, there was a bakery/coffee shop that was just beginning to come to life. The lights were on inside and as I passed it, I could see people inside preparing to open for the day.

To my right, on the cobblestone street were a set of tram tracks and to my horror, an early-morning tram turned the corner in front of me and headed my way.

I was caught, naked on the sidewalk between the coffee shop and the tram which was now only a few yards in front of me.

As the tram passed, people turned their heads towards me, gaping open-mouthed at the nude man on the street.

The realization began to sink in: The city was coming to life. It was now light enough outside to see and I was literally trapped, outside, totally naked in the city with nowhere to hide.

All I could do was face my situation and make my way back to my flat, and hope somehow to get back in. It was obvious that I was going to be seen...there was nothing I could do about it.

Accepting my situation, I tried to relax. 

It was ironic really. Here I was, walking through the city completely naked with nowhere to hide...I mean, sure I could have kept ducking and hiding, but in the long run, that would have only taken much more time, and I would have to face many more people as the day wore on...so I just accepted it...strolling casually down the sidewalk, naked as the day I was born.

The sun was orange on the horizon as I reached the end of the sidewalk and turned the corner...passing right by a group of people waiting on the tram.

Several people turned their heads to gape at me. 

"What the?" a woman asked, before her voice died in her throat at the unexpected sight of a naked man.

"Good morning," I said casually and passed right by. What else could I do?

I was now on one of the main streets in the city, headed back around towards my building. The city was alive now. There were people everywhere.

Rather than run from my situation, which was foolish because I couldn't anyway...I tried to enjoy it. I'd never been completely naked out in public before. 

It was different...I found it exciting. So much so in fact, that to my horror, my cock began to stiffen as I padded naked and barefoot along the sidewalk.

Across the street from me, a group of young girls waited on the bus. Catcalls and whistles erupted from them as I passed. Looking straight ahead, I tried to ignore them as my cock continued to rise and stiffen in front of me, until it reached full mast.

I was now walking down the street totally naked with a full-blown hard on.

"Hey naked guy!" "Whoo hoo!" "Come here baby!" I heard the girls taunting as I passed. I was mortified, and yet, somehow, I was becoming so excited that I found it difficult to breathe.

At long last, I reached an alleyway that led back to my street and turned left into it.

Relived to be off of the main street, I stopped a moment and leaned against a building.

My cock ached and throbbed and I struggled for breath. Across from me, I saw my reflection in a shop window.

I was shocked to see actually see myself, completely naked in public. It was fully light now. All around me I heard the sounds of the city.

I was reminded again that there was nowhere to hide and I yet had a ways to go.

Involuntarily, my hand reached for my cock. 

Closing my eyes, I gently squeezed my shaft, listening to the noises around me. The idea that I was totally nude out in public was intoxicating. Leaning against the wall, I spread my legs wider.

With one hand, I squeezed and felt the length of my cock. With the other, I pinched and twisted at my nipples.

I was totally bare...I could feel the brick wall against my skin...the cobblestones under my feet...all of it served to starkly underline the fact that I was naked , far from my apartment, and could do nothing about it.

Opening my eyes, I saw myself reflected in the shop window again. I was now actually starting to masturbate, slowly, and the sight was nearly too much to take.

Out of nowhere, a lone woman turned the corner into the alleyway.

Instinctively, I released my cock and tried in vain to cover myself with my hands.

Stopping a few feet from me, she stood, staring at me in silence.

I was totally humiliated.

Finally, she spoke. "What are you doing?'" she asked earnestly. "Why are you naked?"

Embarrassed, I tried to hide my hard cock behind my hands.

"Well, I, uhm..." I stuttered.

She seemed completely relaxed, not frightened by the sight of a naked man in the least.

"I got locked out of my apartment," I blurted, finally.

"What?" she said, surprised.

The she laughed.

"So now you are naked outside and you're masturbating on the street?" she said, in a thick German accent, still kind of recovering from her laughter.

I dropped my eyes, not knowing what to say. Glancing down, I saw that my hard-on was obvious despite my efforts to hide it.

Looking up again, I saw her eyes had followed mine.

"It's no use," she said, "you can't hide it."

"I'm trying to get back home..." I offered weakly.

"How far away is home?" she asked, smiling at me.

"Not far, maybe a few minutes," I said, dropping my hands to indicate in the direction of my place. My cock pointed straight out in front of me, and throbbed with my heartbeat.

"Well, good luck," she smiled once more.

The she simply walked away and was gone.

Shaking my head to clear it...I set off in the direction she'd gone, towards my place.

I was worried again now, but despite my best efforts, and probably due to the recent stimulation, my hard-on remained, bobbing and bouncing in front of me as I went.

I encountered nobody else through the alley, until I reached the end, where it opened up onto the street directly across from my building.

To my utter horror, I saw a large group of students waiting outside of the translator school, milling about on the sidewalk.

I froze, not knowing what to do.

Just then, the door to my building opened, and my neighbor, Olga, stepped through on her way to work.

"OLGA!" I shouted from across the street.

Stopping, she turned, searching for the source of her name.

Bolting from the alley, I ran across the street right in front of the group of students, towards her.

Shock, gasps, and sounds of surprise arose from the group as a naked man ran across the street.

"OLGA!" I shouted again, waving my hands.

I must have looked like a crazy man: Tearing across the narrow street, completely naked with a hard-on bouncing wildly in front of me, waving my hands and screaming Olga's name.

Olga spotted me, and her mouth dropped before her hand covered it in shock.

"What are you doing! Why are you naked!" she asked, shocked and surprised at the sight of me.

"Please Olga..." I pled. "Let me in, I'll explain later!"

Reaching her, I stood on the sidewalk with the group of students directly behind me...again; catcalls and whistles arose, along with yells of "Look! That guy's totally naked!"

Olga eyed me up and down in disbelief, stopping for the briefest of moments at my erection.

"Why are you naked?" she pressed again, still utterly shocked.

As we stood in front of the door, several students gathered around us.

"Please let me in Olga," I begged again.

"Hey, naked man," a girl's voice taunted from behind me.

"Look! He's got a boner!" another said.

Finally, Olga moved. Inserting her key into the door she opened it.

I ran inside and up the steps to my place, taking them two at a time, not stopping until I was inside of my apartment again.

Leaning against the door, I tried to catch my breath as the adrenaline pumped through my body.

My cock was somehow still hard...in fact, it throbbed, and I would need to take care of that.

I also knew that I would need to explain to Olga later, but that was a matter for another time.

Entering the bathroom, I ran the water in the tub for a hot soak and a much needed masturbation session.



Locked Outside



"Would you go out in the back yard and grab the towel I left out there?" The request seems innocent enough, so I don't even think to question it, but I'm surprised when you run up to the door and slam it shut behind me. I know I've been played, but I still glance around for a towel, not quite comprehending the situation entirely for just a moment. 

I'm irritated at first, but you cure that quickly with the look on your face. You're up to something, and whatever it is, I'm pretty sure I'm going to enjoy it. The naughty smile I see positively glows with erotic potential. 

You disappear for just a moment and music starts -- our music. "Come Undone". You reappear at the door and start to dance, swaying back and forth, your hands starting at your hips, then moving slowly over your body. 

I stand and watch, uncertain whether I should find somewhere to sit or stay where I am, not sure where to put my hands, not even sure how to express my enjoyment. Hooting and catcalls might bring attention, but silence might leave you feeling unappreciated. I settle for very loud smiles. 

You start to strip for me. The way you're dancing makes it obvious you will, but it still surprises me a little when you start. I've expected you to start with your shirt, but instead you unfasten your belt, then unbutton and unzip your pants. I can't help but moan when you start brushing the fabric of your panties with your fingertips. I grin when you slide your fingers inside your panties, stroking yourself for a few minutes for my enjoyment. 

Finally, you slide your pants down slowly, making a show of it, teasing me with your skin. As you do, your shirt loosens and falls. It's longer than it looked, and is covering up those panties I was so enjoying. The act seems a torment of cruel injustice.

You see my pout and take a bit of pity, turning as you dance and lifting your shirt a little, giving me a peek. A few more twirls that lift up your shirt an inch or two, just enough for a tiny flash. Hands moving across your body, favoring your breasts and your hair. In time, your panties come down, careful lest I see anything. A hand holds down each side, ostensibly to keep your shirt from coming up while you dance, but actually to help it once you're ready, which comes quickly. A flash, a peek. You bend over, promising a delicious view, but stretch out your shirt to deny me again, laughing as you do. Then, when you stand up, you finally pull the shirt up over your head, nude now in front of me. 

You beckon me closer, until I'm standing on the lower concrete step, perhaps a foot from the glass door, then you approach as well, pressing your body against the glass. I can't help but touch the door, my fingers no more than a centimeter from your breast. I pretend to pet you, to stroke you, while you move slightly up and down, your pelvis pressed hardest against the glass. 

"I'll open the door," you tease, "if you promise not to come in." I'm not sure what you're up to, but I'm happy to agree. You stand before me for a few moments, relishing my uncertainty, my desire, my need. Then you run a finger across your sex, letting it pick up some of the dripping evidence of your own arousal. You smear it on my lips, "Don't you wish you could cross that threshold and take me?" You take a step back in case I forget my agreement.

After a few more moments of teasing me, you lie down on the ground, knees bent, legs spread. You make a show of touching yourself for me, moaning and giggling, sometimes closing your eyes and thrusting your head back, other time staring directly at me. At one point you get carried away and "accidentally" let your leg slip out the door.

With so much arousal, and being deprived of your touch, your foot and calf are more erotic to me than they've ever been. I caress the arch. I massage the skin. I kiss from your toes up to the very edge of where I'm allowed, just below your knee. I feel your other foot rubbing against my cheek, then along my back. I tenderly caress that foot as well, and look up to notice an expectant look on your face. At first I'm not sure what you have in mind, but when I realize it, before I've even done it, you smile, knowing I've figured it out. 

I gently pull on both legs, pulling you out the door six or eight more inches, then begin kissing and licking your knees, and the beginning of your thigh. A few more inches, and nibbling the rest of your thighs, close enough now to smell you. One last pull, and your vagina is barely out the door, your feet resting on the first step. 

I begin expressing my excitement with my tongue, lapping at you, flicking your clitoris, licking up and savoring your juices. Just as I'm losing control I hear one more line from you, mixed with a moan, "I think your tongue is crossing the line."