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Tell Me About Dick Ch. 01

By: KenJames



Hi. My name is Linda. I originally wrote these stories for my boyfriend Mike. Here's how it started.

It was our third date. The first time we went out, we had dinner, then went to a quiet little neighborhood bar. We talked about everything under the sun until closing. Then we went to a 24-hour restaurant, drank coffee and talked for another two hours. On the second date, we parked outside my apartment and necked like teenagers for an almost endless time before breathlessly saying goodnight.

This time, we had dinner, then went straight to my apartment. "Would you like a drink?" I asked, stopping in the middle of the living room and turning to face Mike. He looked at me hungrily, slowly running his gaze from my face to my feet and back. I was wearing black pumps with spike heels, smoky gray nylons and a short black skirt. My nipples were clearly outlined under the thin clingy fabric of my white blouse, which had a wide neckline plunging between my breasts and tiny black buttons running down the front.

"No thanks," Mike said, taking me in his arms. "We both know what we want." I pressed my lips against his, opened my mouth and thrust my tongue forward. Our tongues caressed each other. 

I wrapped my arms around Mike's back, pressing my breasts against his chest. My nipples were already hard. He slid his hands slowly down my back, gripping my buttocks and pulling our crotches together. I thrilled to the feel of his hardness grinding against my sex. He moved his hands under my skirt and began fondling my bare butt cheeks. I could feel him growing even harder as I rubbed my loins against his.

Mike eventually pulled his mouth away from mine and began kissing me in other places; my nose, my eyelids, my forehead, my cheeks, my ears, my neck. I was so hot, I felt my body was about to burst into flames. 

I grabbed Mike's hands and guided them to the buttons of my blouse. My breasts are B-cup small and firm, so I didn't need a bra. His eager fingers fumbled slightly as he unfastened the buttons and pulled the thin silky garment open, exposing my bare breasts. I gasped as he placed the palms of his hands against my nipples. 

"Your nipples are so pretty," Mike said, sliding his hands down to caress my breasts and gently pinching my nipples between his middle and index fingers. "I've been admiring them all night."

"I know. I've been watching you trying not to stare. They've been tight all night from my thinking about you looking at them."

"Your breasts are so beautifully pear shaped," Mike continued, moving his hands down to cup them, "and such a perfect size." He put his lips back against mine as he continued fondling me. I closed my eyes, losing myself in the sensations Mike's lips and hands were producing. 

Mike finally moved his face away from mine and bent over to kiss my breasts. "Just a minute," I said. "I want to sit down." A few seconds later, I was leaning back on the couch with Mike straddling my hips. He began licking and kissing my upper breasts. I was so turned on, I almost screamed when he put his lips on a nipple and started sucking it. 

I stared down at my chest when Mike briefly moved away. My erect nipples were standing out at least a half inch from the swollen domes of flesh surrounding my areola. He began kissing the undersides of my breasts, driving me to new heights of excitement. It seemed like there was a direct connection between my tits and my pussy. I could feel my clit swelling and throbbing expectantly. 

"I'm so hot!" I gasped. "Fuck me right now."

Mike pulled his face away from my breasts and looked up. His eyes were burning with lust but his voice was steady as he said, "I'm not sure you're really ready. Let's see." He got up from the couch, gripped my knees, pulled them open roughly, knelt between my spread thighs and lifted my skirt. 

"It IS a thong," he whispered hoarsely, stroking the thin satin stretched over my sex. My thong was a light tan, almost flesh colored. With my dark nylons, it looked as if there was nothing but a shaved pussy beneath my short skirt. I'd flashed Mike during dinner and had been rewarded by a gratifying stirring in his pants.

Mike pulled the thong roughly to one side, exposing my closely trimmed blonde pubic hair. He began running his tongue slowly up and down my slit, softly at first, then harder, gradually forcing me open.

I rolled my swollen nipples between my thumbs and forefingers as Mike opened me wider with his fingers and began nibbling the edges of my outer lips. "It is pretty wet down here," he commented, "but I think we can do better."

"Just a minute," I said. "I want to take off my skirt." I arched my back to lift my body off the couch. It only took Mike a moment to remove my skirt and thong. I leaned back with my legs spread. I didn't need to look down to know my outer lips were now wide open. 

Mike stroked my nylon-clad inner thighs as he pressed the tip of his tongue between my inner lips and thrust inwards. I closed my eyes and surrendered to the sensations his probing tongue was generating. 

"You're tongue-fucking my cunt," I gasped as I roughly kneaded my breasts and played with my swollen nipples. "It feels so good." Mike alternated between driving his tongue into my intimate core and sucking my juices. He was steadily pushing me toward a climax without even approaching my clitoris. 

"Nooo!" I moaned as Mike withdrew his tongue from my sopping-wet snatch. "Oh yeah!" I gasped an instant later as he inserted two crossed fingers into my pussy and began moving them in and out while gradually rotating them. 

Now his tongue was on the move, slowly running along the circumference of my outer lips. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face into my vulva. He wrapped his lips around my clitoris and began sucking it. 

That finished me off. I'd been hovering at the brink of climax and Mike's lips and tongue on my clit, combined with his finger-fucking, pushed me over the edge. I screamed and my body stiffened as an incredible orgasm washed over me. 

Mike held on as I bucked beneath him. I'm sure his face and chest were taking a beating, but he ignored that and continued stimulating me. My thrashing subsided. I felt perfectly calm and perfectly happy. "I'm in heaven," I thought. I drifted away on a cloud of pleasure for a timeless interval. Suddenly, another orgasm, even more intense than the first, overtook me. I almost fainted under the impact. 

I was dimly aware that Mike was lifting me off the couch, carrying me into the bedroom and placing me on the bed. He opened my knees, positioned himself, and took me suddenly and violently. It seemed like the planets were colliding as he drove into my burning core. I came again as his throbbing manhood exploded, filling me with wave after wave of white hot cum.

He collapsed on top of me, gasping for breath. I wrapped my arms around his back and gripped him as if I were attempting to meld our two bodies into one. I dimly realized that, except for his unzipped pants, he was still fully dressed. 

Mike eventually pulled away, stripped quickly, and returned to bed. He gently lifted my body and removed my shoes and sweat-soaked blouse. He took me in his arms and kissed me softly. 

Much later, I moved out of his arms and curled up beside him with my head on his stomach. I began caressing his penis. It was soft and streaked with his cum and my own pussy juices. It twitched as I gently nuzzled the shaft with my cheek and planted a tender kiss on its head. "This is the prettiest cock I've ever seen," I said dreamily.

"I'm glad to hear that," Mike replied. "Have you seen a lot of cocks?"

"Well, yes," I admitted. "Quite a few."

"Good," Mike said. "Why don't you tell me about some of them."

I was thrilled. "You really want to hear what a nasty slut I am?" 

"Yeah," Mike answered, grinning.

"I'm warning you. I've been a really bad, dirty girl."

Mike's dick was already getting hard. "I can tell you're a nasty slut from the way you're sitting there, naked except for your nylons, with your legs open, flashing your cum-dripping cunt at me. Now talk. I want to hear how bad you've really been."

I told him about the two brothers who took turns with me in the back seat of their car. Mike took me again as soon as I'd finished the story. It was even better than the first time. I love it when a man loses control and hammers my cunt violently. Mike did it spectacularly.

A couple of months later, Mike had to go on a long business trip. He asked me to write up some of my experiences, so he'd remember exactly what he was missing. So I did. I wrote installments and emailed them to Mike every day. I also set my digital camera on a tripod and used the remote control to take nasty photos of myself to attach to the stories.

When Mike got home, he encouraged me to post my stories so other people could enjoy them. So, that's what I'm doing. I'm a little too shy to include the pictures. 

Now the thought of strangers looking at my dirty photos is turning me on. Maybe I'll post them somewhere where people won't recognize me.

* * * * * * * * * *

I'm the only girl in my family. It was sort of tough growing up with three brothers. When I started middle school, I made three close girl friends who became substitute sisters. 

Virginia was super feminine and was dressing sexy before I really understood what "sexy" was. She always had boys hanging around her. Maria was always trying to imitate her, in a sort of shy way. Janna was my age. She was still a total tomboy when the four of us first got together. 

We'd reached the age where we were really getting into boys, so we talked openly and endlessly about all the sexual things we were doing.

* * * * * * * * * *

One of the memorable cocks I saw was my brother Jack's. I was a high school senior and he was in college. I'd seen my brothers naked before, but not like this time. There was a big shed behind our house, largely hidden by lush bushes. It was mostly one big room, but it had a smaller room with a door at the back. I was in the little room looking for some flower seeds when I heard Jack come in. The door between the rooms had almost swung shut, but I could see out through the crack. 

He took a magazine out from behind a stack of boards and sat down on the old couch under the window. There was a picture of a girl on the cover. He looked at the magazine for a few minutes and then stood up, took his shirt off and pulled his pants and shorts down around his ankles.

Jack spent a lot of time swimming and his entire body was deeply tanned, except for the area shielded from the sun by his Speedos. His protruding cock and bulging balls were an amazingly dark brownish-pink. They looked slightly unreal standing out against his pale white groin. To my amazed eyes, his stiff member looked as long and thick as a baseball bat. 

In reality, he was probably almost seven inches long and two inches thick, with a flaring cock-head that resembled a mushroom. Virginia and Maria had been talking about their boyfriends' erections, but I'd never believed a dick could get that big and hard, or be that exciting to see.

He sat back down and started slowly stroking himself. He'd put the magazine down on the couch and he was staring at the pictures, occasionally reaching out to turn a page. 

I was kneeling behind the door hardly breathing because I was afraid Jack would hear me. I put my hand between my legs and started rubbing my crotch through my shorts. I grew more and more excited as I stared at Jack stroking his cock and playing with his balls. I opened my shorts, stuck my hand inside my panties and began fingering my already-wet slit. 

Jack started whispering as he jerked himself off faster. "Talk dirty to me, please. I'm fucking your tight pussy . . . I'm ramming my big fat cock up your hot wet cunt! Fuck me harder, big boy! Shove that big dick all the way up my snatch. You're making me cum so hard . . . Shoot all that hot white juice into my cunt. You're gonna get all that cum, you nasty slut! Dirty girl, I'm gonna spew like a fire hose! Hammer me baby . . . shoot inside me right now . . . fuck me . . . Fuck me! . . . Fuck my cunt!! . . . Fuck! Fuck!! Fuck!!! Oh god I'm coming! Arrgh!

By now I was gasping as I manipulated myself, but it didn't matter. Jack was making enough noise to drown out any sounds I might make. I almost screamed when I saw the first jet of cum burst out of his cock and splash against his throat and chest. Jack's cock was spurting like a fountain. I didn't think it was ever going to stop, but it eventually did and Jack collapsed against the back of the couch. His eyes were closed and he was breathing hard. 

He stayed in that position for several minutes, still holding onto his cock. Then he reached behind the couch and pulled out an old towel. He wiped himself off, got dressed and hid the magazine and towel again. Just before he walked out of the shed, he touched his chin. There was a big blob of semen on it. He wiped his chin with a finger, looked at his finger for a moment, shrugged and licked it off.

After Jack had closed the door, I slipped out of the back room, retrieved the towel and held it up to my face, inhaling his pungent odor. I impulsively licked the biggest cum spot. It was thick and slippery, much sweeter and less salty than my pussy juices. Somehow, it reminded me of a vanilla milk shake.

I removed my shorts and wet panties, leaned back on the couch with my legs open and thrust my index finger into my juicy cunt. A moment later, I inserted my middle finger, as well. 

I began jamming my fingers into my pussy and rubbing my clit with my thumb. With my other hand, I grabbed the towel and began rubbing it against my face. Jack's smell and taste were overpowering. I rapidly finger-fucked myself to a screaming climax.

Finally spent, I went limp on the couch with the towel draped over my face and my fingers still inside my cunt. 

I thought heard a faint noise from outside. I jumped off the couch and spun around to stare out the window. There was nothing in view. I decided it was just nerves. My panties were still wet, but I put them back on anyway, followed by my shorts. I could feel Jack's cum on my face. I wiped it off with the towel.

Before I left the shed, I pulled the magazine from its hiding place. It had lots of pictures of naked girls, some with their legs spread and their vaginas open. I was jealous. The girls in the pictures had big boobs and my breasts were so tiny. 

Looking at the magazine got me excited all over again, but it was from remembering how Jack's penis had looked and fantasizing about opening my cunt for a boy's cock and feeling him spray inside me.

As I closed the shed door, I thought about the sound again. It had seemed to have come from the window behind the couch. 

There was an old wooden box under the shed window and fresh spots of liquid right above it. I touched one. It was really thick and slick. I sniffed my finger, then stuck it in my mouth. The stuff smelled and tasted just like the cum on the towel.

That night, Jack seemed to smirk every time we saw each other.

* * * * * * * * * *

"So, I played with myself for hours before I finally fell asleep. I just couldn't get Jack out of my mind." I was describing the previous day's events to my girlfriends. 

"That's weird," Janna said. "I mean, he's your BROTHER!"

"Well, I don't really want to do it with Jack," I answered firmly, although secretly I wasn't so sure. "It's just that his cock was so big and pretty and it was so wild watching him spray his stuff all over."

"It's still weird," Janna responded. "It's perverted! You're not supposed to be interested in your brother."

"I've seen Billy cum," Virginia said. Billy was her boyfriend for this month. "It's really fun to watch."

"You have?" Maria broke in. "Come on and tell us about it."

Virginia hesitated dramatically.

"Come on," I demanded. "Give."

We all listened intently as Virginia told her story. Here it is.

You know Billy and I have been making out for weeks. We'll kiss and he'll feel me up through my blouse. On our last couple of dates, I've been letting him remove my top and bra and suck my nipples. That really gets me turned on. It turns him on, too.

He'll get on top of me and rub his crotch against mine. Feeling his hardness pressing against my pussy mound really gets me hot and wet. The first time we did it, Billy suddenly gasped and abruptly stopped moving. I could feel him throbbing through our clothes. He got up a minute later. He seemed embarrassed. He wouldn't talk about it, but I knew he'd cum in his shorts.

Last time, we were rubbing again. Billy pulled away when I felt him start to throb. "Can I unzip my pants?" he asked.

"And take your thing out?" I asked. "I'm not ready to let you put it in me."

"Please," Billy said. "I hurt so much. Just let me take it out. I promise I won't try to touch you."

"OK," I said. I really did want to see it. "But you can't touch me and I'm not going to touch you."

Billy pulled his cock out of his pants. It was big and stiff and shiny with a lot of fluid leaking out of the tip. He wrapped his fingers around it and started beating off. He came after three strokes. I squealed as his stuff shot toward me, landing between my spread legs.

We did it again fifteen minutes later. This time, I took my jeans and panties off, held my pussy open and let him look at it while he was stroking himself. I watched him for a long time before he started gasping and his dick began throbbing. He shot even more stuff than he did the first time. I was sitting far enough away that he couldn't spurt on me, but, in a way, I wanted him to.

"That's disgusting!" Janna exclaimed when Virginia had finished her story. "The way boys spray stuff is so gross."

"I don't think so," Maria replied. "I get all wet when I play with myself and I don't think that's disgusting. Do you?"

"That's different," Janna said. "We don't spray our stuff all over everything."

"Janna, get over it!" Maria exclaimed. "It's just cum. Boys have to spray it or we wouldn't have babies."

"I don't want babies," Janna answered.

"Well, I don't, either," Maria said. "Not until I've had a lot of fun and finally gotten married."

"Seeing the stuff spurting out of Billy's cock was really exciting," Virginia interrupted. "Next time, I'm going to play with myself while I watch him doing it. I may even use my hand to help him out."

"Ugh!" Janna said, screwing her face up in disgust. 

"I'm going to let Harry take my top off next time," Maria announced defiantly. "Now, I really want to see him make his thing spurt, but I'm going to wait a few more dates before I let him. I don't want him to think I'm a slut."

While the other girls were arguing, I thought about how much watching Jack's spurting cock had turned me on. If enjoying watching boys do things like that made me a nasty girl, I suddenly realized I wanted to be a slut.

* * * * * * * * * *

Darling Mike, 

That's enough for this time. I love thinking about you reading my story. It gets me so hot knowing you're going to take your clothes off and do what Virginia and I watched Billy and Jack doing. By now, you've opened the attached pictures and looked at me playing with myself. I wish I could at least watch you.

I'm going to guess what time you're going to open this email and pleasure myself then. That'll be sort of like doing it with you.

Kisses (you know where), 

Linda

* * * * * * * * * *

Copyright (c) 2003 by Ken James

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people is coincidental. 

This story depicts a world in which AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases are non-existent. In the real world, please practice safe sex. 


Tell Me About Dick Ch. 01



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Many thanks to Tony Hoskins for the story feedback and to Wayde for his constant love and support.



Tell Me About Dick Ch. 02



Hi, this is Linda again. My boyfriend Mike talked me into posting one of the stories I'd emailed him when he was away on a long business trip. I figured that was all right. It got him hot. Hell, let's face it. Mike's a teenager in a man's body. Everything gets him hot. It's wonderful!

I might as well be honest. It got me hot, too. I know what guys (and girls too) do when they read sex stories. Mike and I will start fantasizing about people reading the stories and end up in bed. Or on floor. Yumm!

Where was I? Oh yeah. We posted the story, got off (a lot), and figured that was it. So, Mike and I were totally blown (love that word!) away by the response. It was a real rush! Visualize yourself in our bed. We did.

So (when we finally got out of bed), we decided to post another one of my stories. Mike was away for a LONG time and I have a lot of stories, so I can really cherry-pick (I love the word "cherry" too, even though I haven't had one in ages). 

First, I guess I'll tell you a little bit about myself. I look really clean cut: tall, slender, athletic, naturally blonde, slightly self-conscious about my little tits, no tattoos, no piercings, except for earrings. I have a professional job in a big corporation.

At work, they call me "the Ice Princess" behind my back. Nobody there knows what a nasty girl I really am. My two favorite things are cock and more cock. I really get off on cunt, too. I love getting down and dirty with men and women. Any time, anywhere, any way. Well, almost. The glass-walled hotel elevator incident happened really late at night and was just a hand job.

I usually fuck hetero or bi men and bi women. I once let a bull dyke pick me up because I was curious about the full-bore lesbian experience. She was a lot of fun but I decided not to go back because she was too stereotypically hostile toward men. I've also had sex with a couple of totally gay men. I wasn't trying to "cure" them. They were just really cute and willing to try something completely different, at least once. They found out that cunt could be fun too, especially when the cunt was willing to strap on a dildo.

Anyway, that's enough about me for now. Here's the story.

* * * * * * * * * *

My cousin Karen lives on a farm. My eighteen-year-old brother Jimmy and I were visiting her family for a week right after I'd turned twenty. Karen is a few months younger than me. We were up in the hayloft of the old barn talking about boys. I was telling her about making out with Joe and how it felt when he sucked my nipples when we heard voices below us. It was Jimmy and Karen's twin brother Jeff.

"Good, there's nobody around," we heard Jeff say. "I want to show you something."

Karen picked up a handful of hay to throw down on our brothers, but I stopped her. "I love seeing what boys do when they don't know I'm around," I whispered. "Don't you?"

"I guess so," Karen whispered back. We moved to the edge of the loft. The back door was open, filling the barn with bright light. The hayloft was in deep shadow, rendering us invisible to the boys below. 

There were a couple bales of hay on the barn floor almost directly beneath us. Jimmy sat down on one of them while Jeff went over to the feed bin and reached behind it. He came back with a magazine in one hand and a small white tube in the other. He sat down beside Jimmy and placed the magazine on the other hay bale. The cover had a photo of a naked woman with her legs spread and a man extending his tongue toward her open pussy.

Jeff started slowly turning pages while he and Jimmy stared at the pictures. Jeff started saying things like "I'd sure like to be that guy" and "Wouldn't you like to put your dick in that?" Jimmy was just nodding and grunting. He didn't seem to be able to speak. Jeff was rubbing his crotch through his blue jeans. Jimmy wasn't touching himself, but I could see the bulge in his pants clearly. 

"I'm so horny I've got to do something," Jeff announced a few pages later. He stood up, unzipped his jeans and pushed his pants and shorts down around his ankles. Karen and I gasped softly at the sight of his hard cock. It was at least six inches long and really thick, with a pronounced upward curve. The tip was concealed by a strange hood of skin. 

Jeff wrapped his hand around his shaft and pulled the hood back, exposing a large purplish head. I realized I was seeing my first uncut cock.

Jeff started stroking himself slowly as he continued staring at the magazine. Jimmy seemed absolutely frozen with a complex mixture of lust and fear on his face. "Aren't you horny too?" Jeff asked after a minute. Jimmy nodded. "It's OK," Jeff said. "You can jack off with me. Nobody's going to know."

Jimmy stared at Jeff's stiff dick for long seconds, then slowly stood up and unfastened his own pants, exposing himself. Although he was almost two years younger than Jeff, his cock was almost as long as the older boy's, although less thick. 

Jimmy began jerking his hand rapidly up and down his shaft. Jeff reached out and caught Jimmy's hand. "There's no hurry," he said. "Nobody's around and it feels a lot better if you take your time."

"OK," Jimmy gasped, taking his hand away from his penis. Even from the hayloft, I could see his dick was throbbing and slick with pre-cum.

"That's right," Jeff said. "Just take it easy. You don't want to cum too fast." Jeff had stopped beating off and was thumbing through the magazine. "Don't touch yourself," he said, "just look at the pictures."

"See this guy sticking his tongue up her pussy," Jeff continued.

"Awesome," Jimmy marveled. "I'd sure like to go down on her."

"Now she's going down," Jeff continued, flipping a page. "Look at her sucking his cock."

"Oh wow!" Jimmy exclaimed. "I sure wish she had her lips wrapped around my dick." He began slowly caressing his shaft and rubbing his cock-head with his thumb and index finger.

"That's right, do it slow," Jeff said. He'd resumed stroking himself as well. "She'll make you cum really fast with her lips squeezing your shaft and her tongue licking your cock-head and her hand squeezing your balls." He flipped to another page and said, "But you don't want to cum like that. You want to fuck her. Shove your cock into her cunt! Pound her!"

Now, both boys were beating their meat violently. Jimmy was staring at the magazine, but Jeff was watching Jimmy's thrusting cock and bouncing balls. After a few seconds, Jimmy gasped as he sprayed white juice onto a close-up of a cock being shoved into a pussy. Jeff came a few seconds later.

Both boys sat back on the hay bale in front of the magazine. Their pants were still down and their cocks, only slightly softened, were sticking up in the air. Jeff wiped Jimmy's cum off the magazine with a finger, then stuck the finger in his mouth. "That was good," he sighed, "but kind of quick. I'm still horny."

"Me too," Jimmy agreed. "I could shoot again right now."

"So could I," Jeff replied. He hesitated briefly then asked, "Do you want to fuck? For real?"

"Sure," Jimmy answered as his cock grew noticeably stiffer. "How?"

"I'll show you," Jeff said. "Let's take off the rest of our clothes."

It only took the boys a few seconds to strip. Jeff unscrewed the cap on the white tube and gently squeezed it. Clear gel oozed out into the palm of his hand. "First we grease your dick with this," he said, grasping Jimmy's dick and quickly coating it with the lubricant. Jeff turned around and rested his elbows on the hay bale. His legs were spread and his butt was sticking up in the air. "Stick your cock in my asshole and fuck me," he commanded.

Jimmy moved behind Jeff and pressed his stiff slick prick between his buttocks. He pushed but nothing happened. "A little lower . . .," Jeff whispered. "Just a little more now . . . that's it . . . just push slowly . . . that's right, your cock is all the way in now . . . that's great . . . take it slow for a minute." 

Jeff gasped as Jimmy's full length suddenly slipped into his ass. Jimmy was motionless for several seconds. His balls were pressed hard against Jeff's butt cheeks and his cock had completely vanished. His shaft gradually reappeared as he pulled back out. 


My heart was pounding and I could barely breathe as I stared at Jimmy's cock sliding in and out of Jeff's ass. I glanced over at Karen. Her eyes looked as big as saucers. From our vantage point ten feet above the barn floor, we could see every detail.

Jimmy showed remarkable self-control. His first half-dozen strokes were slow. Then, he rapidly increased the tempo until he was jamming his cock up Jeff's asshole with all the speed and power his athletic young body could muster. 

I stared in awe as the action below me continued for minute after long minute. Jimmy's cock was a flashing blur as he drove into Jeff's butt like a piston. Both boys were gasping in excitement. Jeff was working his butt in time with the prick ramming his asshole. "Fuck me!" he gasped over and over. "Fuck my ass hard!"

"I'm fucking you," Jimmy whispered. "I'm fucking your asshole . . . Your tight hot asshole . . . With my cock."

"Fuck my ass!" Jeff cried. "Shove your big hard cock up my ass! . . . Shoot your load up my ass!"

"My cock!" Jimmy exclaimed. "Fucking you! . . . Fucking your ass! . . . Fucking your asshole . . . fucking hard!! . . . I'm going to . . ."

Jimmy screamed and thrust into Jeff so hard that both boys' bodies shook. He rammed Jeff violently at least a dozen times. I could almost feel his hot juice spurting into Jeff.

Jeff collapsed onto the hay bale with Jimmy on top of him. They lay there for several minutes, gasping for breath. When Jimmy stood up, his now-limp dick slipped out of Jeff's asshole, leaving a little trail of glistening cum on Jeff's buttocks. 

Jeff turned around so he was sitting on the hay bale. His cock was soft, but I could see fresh cum on it. "That was great," he said. "I know you enjoyed it too. I could tell from feeling all that hot stuff you sprayed up my butt."

Jimmy nodded. "It was amazing," he said. " That was even better than I'd imagined. Now I want you to fuck me."

"That's great," Jeff said. "It feels just as good to get it as to give it. Are you ready now?"

"Sure," Jimmy answered. Both boys' cocks were beginning to harden again. 

"OK," Jeff said. "Get on your back on the hay bale. Lift your legs and grab your knees."

Jimmy scrambled to comply. A few seconds later, he was on his back with his butt sticking up in the air. Jeff coated his index finger with the lubricant and placed his fingertip at the entrance to Jimmy's puckered little hole.

"That tickles," Jimmy said. A second later, he gasped and his cock sprang instantly to full attention as Jeff began sliding his finger into his hole. "It hurts," he protested.

"Don't worry," Jeff said. His finger was in to the first joint. He began slowly rotating it back and forth. "It just takes a little while to learn to relax. You don't want me to stop, do you?"

"No. It just surprised me," Jimmy whispered. "Your finger is starting to feel good, now."

"Great. I'm going to start moving my finger in and out. Don't worry, I'll take it really slow and easy." Jeff spent several minutes fingering Jimmy's butt, stretching and relaxing his asshole to accommodate a second finger. 

Jeff grabbed the little tube and lubricated his and Jimmy's cocks. "It's time," he whispered as he positioned his stiff prick. Jimmy screamed softly as Jeff began sliding into his body. "You're doing fine," Jeff said. "I'm a third of the way in. Does it hurt?"

There were tears in Jimmy's eyes. His expression was a mixture of fear and excitement. "Yeah, some," he answered. "But it feels good, too."

"Jack off," Jeff commanded. "That'll take your mind off the pain while I'm stretching you. Don't worry. I'll take it real easy until you're ready." He withdrew slowly until he was almost completely out, then pressed forward, equally slowly. 

Jimmy worked his dick as Jeff continued slow-fucking him, gradually inserting more of his length. I thought I was going to faint as I watched my cousin gradually piercing my little brother. "I'm all the way in," Jeff finally said. "Are you OK?"

"Yeah," Jimmy whispered. His tears were long gone and the fear on his face had been replaced by wonder. "Your balls are pressing against my butt. Your cock's all the way up my ass. I've never felt anything this good. It's even better than fucking."

"That's good," Jeff said, "because I'm going to fuck you really hard now." Despite his words, Jeff started out gently. But before long, he was gripping Jimmy's ankles to hold his ass up in the air and fucking him furiously. Jimmy was masturbating frantically as his body shuddered under the impact of Jeff's cock thrusts. 

Jimmy and Jeff were both screaming. A fountain of cum burst from Jimmy's cock, splashing his chest and face. Jeff made another half-dozen thrusts so violent they almost overturned the hay bale under Jimmy before stopping. He released Jimmy's ankles and put his hands on the hay bale, as if his legs were suddenly too weak to support his weight. 

"It really was great feeling your hot juice splashing inside my asshole," Jimmy said.

"Yeah, I knew you'd like it," Jeff answered. "You're a great fuck. Are you still horny?"

"No, not anymore."

"Neither am I," Jeff said. "Since we're both fucked out, we should probably get cleaned up. There's a hose behind the barn."

Five minutes the boys were washed, dressed and heading off into the woods, talking about baseball. 

* * * * * * * * * *

When I saw my girlfriends again, I told them about seeing Jeff and Jimmy. "Do you think they're gay?" I asked. 

"Probably not," Virginia answered. "Boys will fuck anything. Almost all boys have sex with other boys."

"Stop making faces, Janna," Maria said. "Boys don't have pussies. Where do you expect them to put their cocks?" Janna just glared at her.

"Karen and I really got turned on watching Jeff and Jimmy," I continued. "That was really a day for new experiences. After the boys left, we went and looked at the magazine."

"What was it like?" Maria asked. "Men and women faking sex?"

"They weren't faking it," I said. There were lots of pictures of women giving blow jobs and getting fucked. You could see the men's cocks were really inside the women's mouths and pussies. The men were really going down on the women, too." 

"That's so hot," Maria said. "Just thinking about it gets me wet."

"Everything gets you wet, Maria," Virginia teased.

"Well, why not?" Maria countered. "You'd be just as horny if your boyfriend was gone for the summer."

"There were more things in the magazine," I interrupted. The girls turned to look at me expectantly. "In some of the pictures the women were getting butt-fucked."

"Wow," Maria marveled. "It really showed men sticking their cocks up women's assholes?"

"Yeah," I answered. "There were even pictures of women getting fucked in both holes at once."

"That's awful!" Janna exclaimed. "I'm never going to let a boy do that to me."

"I've never done it," Virginia said thoughtfully, "but it probably wouldn't hurt. Still, I really like having a boy stick it in my pussy. I don't think getting ass-fucked would feel as good."

"I've heard that in Italy, it's really hard to get birth control," Maria said. "so a lot of Italian girls let their boyfriends fuck them in the ass so they won't get pregnant. 'Madonnas in front, martyrs in back,' someone once said." 

"That's so disgusting," Janna said. "It has to really hurt. Girls weren't built to have a dick stuck up there."

"A boy's dick is awfully big, but . . ." Virginia began.

"Well?" I demanded after a short pause.

"Henry put a finger in my ass the last time we had sex," Virginia continued. "I was on my hands and knees. He was kneeling behind me, fucking my pussy. He wet his finger and slowly pushed it into my tight little butthole. He's a really good fucker anyway, but he really set me off with his finger."

"Geeze!" Janna exclaimed, screwing up her face in disgust. "That's so weird."

"Henry did something else before he started fucking me," Virginia confided. "Henry always goes down on me before we fuck. After he'd eaten my pussy, he spread my butt cheeks, licked me all around and eventually pushed his tongue into my little rosebud."

Janna looked horrified. "What's your 'little rosebud?' No, don't tell me. I don't think I want to know."

"'Rosebud' means my asshole, of course," Virginia answered deliberately. "Henry licked my asshole. It really got me hot. Hotter than I've ever been before." 

"Stop talking!" Janna cried, clapping her hands over her ears. "That's just horrible! It's gross, gross, gross!" she shouted as she stalked off, still holding her hands over her ears.

Virginia shook her head as she watched Janna leaving. "It may be gross," she conceded, "but it sure made me cum."

I wonder what would have happened if Janna had stayed to hear me tell the girls what happened next.

* * * * * * * * * *

Karen and I looked closely at each other for the first time since the boys dropped their pants. Her blouse was unbuttoned and her breasts were exposed. They were fuller than mine and her nipples were hard and swollen. She'd obviously been fondling them while watching Jimmy and Jeff. She was staring at my crotch. I suddenly realized that my shorts were unfastened and my hand was still inside my panties. 

"Well, I never expected to see anything like that," I said, attempting to be casual as I removed my hand from my shorts. "My panties are soaked. How about you?"

"Mom and Dad would say I should be disgusted by seeing boys do that. They'd call it sinful. But all I can do is think about how I'd like to get naked with a boy and have him put it in me . . . not in back like Jimmy and Jeff but . . . well, you know." Karen's voice was husky and she was blushing. She hesitated before continuing. "And my panties are wet, too."

I touched my chest and realized my nipples were hard under my tee-shirt. "I'm really hot and sweaty," I said, starting to pull my tee-shirt over my head. "I'm going to take my shirt off to cool down." When I'd removed the shirt, I casually leaned back against a hay bale, pretending not to notice the way Karen was staring at my bare breasts and unfastened shorts.

"It would probably be good to let my panties dry out, too," I continued, pushing my shorts down around my ankles and kicking them off. My panties followed them moments later. 

"You really look comfortable," Karen said after staring at my naked body for a long minute. "I guess I'll take my clothes off, too." She stripped quickly and stretched out beside me on the hay, close enough to touch. She sighed with satisfaction. "That really does feel a lot better."

"I'm not sweating any more," I announced, "but I'm still horny as hell. I hope I can get Joe alone soon. I'm going to let him fuck me." 

"You're so lucky," Karen sighed. "You've got a boyfriend. All I can do is dream about . . . cock." That was the first time I'd ever heard Karen use a "dirty" word. She'd always been a little inhibited about sex. 

"Yeah," I replied, "but that's at least a week away and I really need to get fucked right now." I placed my index finger along the length of my pussy lips. "My cunt is on fire and I'm so tired of masturbating," I continued, slowly running my finger up and down my outer slit. 

"Me too," Karen said, staring at my crotch with undisguised lust. "I'm so desperate I want to go chase down Jeff and Jimmy, but they're our brothers."

"Well, Jimmy's not your brother and Jeff isn't mine but it would still be too weird," I answered. "I guess all we can do is masturbate." I slipped the tip of my index finger inside my pussy fold and started slowly sliding it in and out. Karen began fondling her breasts as she stared at my moving finger. 




Tell Me About Dick Ch. 02



"Would you like to find out how it feels when Joe sucks my nipples?" I asked. Karen licked her lips and nodded slowly. 

I straddled Karen and bent over her breasts. Her nipples were already hard and swollen from her own manipulations, but they grew even tighter as I licked and sucked them. I could feel her heart beating faster and she was breathing harder as I continued. She was obviously growing more aroused by the second. So was I. For the first time I really understood why boys loved to play with girls' breasts. 

Karen had moved her hands between our bodies and had been caressing my breasts while I had been working on hers. "I want to suck your tits now," she gasped. I rolled onto my back and she climbed on top of me. Her mouth on my nipples was unbelievably exciting. I was climbing slowly and steadily toward orgasm, even though Karen wasn't even touching my genitals.

Although I was mostly lost in the sensations of Karen's love-making, I was dimly aware that she was awfully good at this. Karen had always been shy about sex talk, but I was beginning to suspect that I wasn't her first girl. This was confirmed when she suddenly abandoned my breasts and went down on my crotch. Within a few seconds, it seemed, her mouth and fingers pushed me into the first of a series of body-shattering orgasms. I finally went limp on the straw, totally spent. 

When I'd recovered enough to be aware of my surroundings, I realized that Karen was lying beside me with her head on my breast and one arm draped protectively over my belly. I sighed luxuriously and stretched. "That was wonderful," I murmured. "I think I'm spoiled for boys."

I'd said it as a joke, but I felt a sudden shock. "Am I really a lesbian?" I wondered. I was still for a few seconds, frozen by the thought. Then I remembered all the nights I'd spent fantasizing about Joe's penis while I masturbated and concluded I wasn't likely to be giving up boys.

Karen had noticed my stillness. "What are you thinking?" she asked, with a touch of anxiety in her voice. The pressure of her body against mine was so erotic I instantly realized I wasn't going to be turning girls down, either.

"I've never had sex with a girl before . . ." I began. Karen was now frowning slightly. ". . . so I hope you won't be disappointed if I'm not very good at eating your pussy." I realized it was true as I said it. 

"Do you really want to do that?" Karen asked. 

"More than anything," I replied moving to kiss her full on the mouth.

"You were magnificent," Karen whispered, much later. We were lying together naked, basking in the warm glow that comes only from multiple extended orgasms. 

After I'd thoroughly French kissed Karen, I slowly worked my way down her body, planting tender kisses on her throat, breasts, belly, inner thighs . . . At that point, she grew impatient, grabbed my head and guided my face to her crotch. "Come on," she said huskily. "Eat me."

My face was pressed against her mound. I ran my tongue up and down her slit. She was already wet and I savored her taste, slightly saltier than mine, but still honey-sweet. I put my fingers on either side of her mound and pulled her open, admiring her partially open pussy and her little love bud, hiding coyly under its hood. 

Karen gasped as I thrust my tongue into her hot wet little hole. She was so tight and so juicy. I couldn't get enough of her taste. The more I tongue-fucked her and sucked the sweet juices from her pussy, the hotter and wetter she became. 

I pulled my tongue away and slipped a finger into her. "More," she gasped. I added a second finger, crossed with the first, and began sliding my fingers in and out of her dripping snatch. Karen's clit was so swollen, it resembled a miniature cock. "Suck me," she commanded. "Suck my clit . . . hard."

I wrapped my lips around her, sucking hard and lashing her swollen clit with my tongue while I violently finger-fucked her pussy. Karen screamed and thrashed beneath me. I held on and continued stimulating her. She came and came until she finally collapsed on the straw, totally limp, with her eyes closed. 

For an instant, I thought I'd killed her, she was so still. I put my ear against her chest. I could hear and feel her heart pounding, faster than a marathon runner's, but gradually slowing. Her breathing was ragged, but regular.

Karen opened her eyes. It seemed to take her several seconds to focus on my face. "Wow!" was all she said before she closed her eyes again. 

My heart was pounding too, and I was breathing hard from the sheer excitement of driving her to that series of spectacular orgasms. I lay beside her, holding her tightly as our heartbeats and breathing slowly returned to normal.

I looked up from Karen's face, idly gazing at the dust motes dancing in the horizontal beam of orange sunlight over our heads. "It's almost sunset," I said. "We'd better go or your Mom will be wondering what's happened to us."

"I want to stay here like this forever," Karen sighed. Then she brightened. "Of course, we are going to be sleeping in the same bed tonight." I could feel my nipples tightening at the thought.

"You kids look tired this morning," Karen's Mom said next morning at breakfast. "Did you have trouble sleeping? You all went to bed pretty early."

"We're fine," I answered. In fact, Karen and I had spent most of the night making love, only sleeping when we grew too exhausted to stay awake.

"We slept great," Jeff said, glancing over at Jimmy. "Didn't we?" Jimmy nodded. Jimmy had spent the night in Jeff's bed. I wondered what they'd been doing.

* * * * * * * * * *

"Oh wow!" Maria exclaimed. "That is so hot. Janna would totally flip."

"Yeah? Does girl on girl stuff gross her out, too?" I was a little miffed with Janna for stomping off like she did.

"No, I don't think so," Virginia said. "Janna would get a serious case of wet panties if she heard about you doing your cousin."

"What? Like she's into girls . . ." my voice trailed off as I saw the expressions on Virginia's and Maria's faces. 

"Why not?" Virginia asked.

"You sure had fun with Karen," Maria said.

"Well, that's just being horny," I began. "I've got a boyfriend." Virginia and Maria glanced at each other, almost giggling. "If you'd watched Jimmy and Jeff, you'd want to fuck something, too."

"Of course we would, my dear," Virginia said, imitating Betty Davis perfectly as she moved to hug me. "Of course we would".

"We know," Maria added, joining in the hug. "Girls have to make do when they can't get cock."

I closed my eyes, luxuriating in the feel of my friends' bodies pressing against mine. 

It wasn't until that night, when I was alone in bed, that I began considering the implications of Maria's comment about "making do."

* * * * * * * * * *

Dear Sweet Mike,

I'm so glad I guessed the time when you'd be reading my email right. Thinking about you making your big beautiful cock spurt while I was orgasming really thrills me. Promise me you'll read your email at the same time every night. I really love doing it together, even if we're far apart. Somehow, it makes me feel even closer to you.

Taking the digital photos is a lot of fun. I flatter myself that I'm getting to be a bit artistic. It's great that you like the close-up of my nipple so much. I love that picture, too. I didn't realize it could swell up THAT much. It's all from thinking about you. 

Oh!! Thinking about what you're doing while you look at my pictures and read my story gets me so hot!

You've always loved watching me play with my vibrator, so you should really like the pictures I've attached this time. 

You've told me that you've done it with other boys, so I know this little adventure will really thrill you. I want you to tell me all about the times you've had sex with other guys. Not now, though. I want to wait until we're in bed together. Thinking about it gets me so hot. I bet I'll cum without touching my pussy or clit. Damn! I'm so wet right now, my bush is dripping.

It's hard to wait until it's time to do it with you, but I'm holding out. That makes it so incredibly intense.

Got to go. Sweet dreams. I know mine will be sweet, because they'll be about you.

Love you (your mind, your heart, your soul, your big - well, you know . . .),

Linda (the luckiest girl in the world)

* * * * * * * * * *

Copyright (c) 2003 by Ken James

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people is coincidental. 

This story depicts a world in which AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases are non-existent. In the real world, please practice safe sex. 

Please contact me. I love getting feedback and reply to every message. 

Many thanks to Tony Hoskins for the story feedback and to Wayde for his constant love and support.



Tell Me About Dick Ch. 03



Hi, this is Linda. I'm trying to submit this story, but it's really hard (giggle!) to do with a distraction like this. Mike's standing beside me as I type, stark naked, with his stiff dick inches from my face. OK, I'll kiss it, for just a second. Or maybe a minute . . . 

Umm. That tasted good. Maybe I can get on with the story now. Mike is less distracting when he's sitting beside me. A little less districting. Does it ever go down? Actually, I hope not.

Anyway, I just realized I've posted a couple of these stories and never described my favorite Boy Toy. Mike's 29, three years older than me. He's a little over six feet tall, weighs 200 pounds, has a quietly muscular body from working out, silky fine brownish-blonde hair, a face that's handsome without being movie star pretty, the most wonderfully intense blue eyes and, as I've said before, the most beautiful penis I've ever seen.

Oh. You actually want me to describe THAT? Say "Please."

OK, if you insist. It's not one of those monsters from the porn stories, 13" long and 4" wide. Hard, which is most of the time, Pony Boy's tool is a respectable 6 1/4" long and 1 1/2" in diameter. I know his exact dimensions because I measured him one night while we were playing. You should have seen the way he measured me during that same session. That was several weeks after we'd gotten together. By that time, I already knew his size - just right. 

The skin on Mike's cock and balls is slightly darker than the rest of his body. His penis is as straight and stately as a column in front of a Greek temple, with the usual complex network of veins under the surface. Even when Mike's really hard, his dark skin makes the veins look closer to the color of his shaft and less blue than most men's. 

Mike is circumcised and the wide part of his gracefully rounded head is the same diameter as his shaft. The groove between his head and shaft is really deep and pronounced. 

Mike's balls are covered with brown hair that's much darker and coarser than the hair on his head. His cock is naturally almost hairless and he keeps it completely smooth by shaving it every day (with a dry razor - yuck!). His dick looks even longer than its true wonderful length because it's bare.

I love the feel of its silky-smooth skin. I love . . . well, everything about his cock. And what I love the most, of course, is that it's Mike's.

Mike is so wonderful. He's so tender, sweet and romantic, yet he treasures and nurtures my dirty nasty side. He's my perfect gentlemen, always loving and considerate. He's my sex god, always ready to take me like a force of nature. 

He's my obedient slave when I need to dominate. I love it when he grovels before me. He's my all-powerful master when I need to be submissive. I love it when he orders me onto my knees or onto my back. Depending on my mood, he seduces me slowly and tenderly or he takes me suddenly and violently.

Mike is my perfect lover and my perfect match. He's as daring as I am at taking sexual opportunities. We've done it in bathrooms, janitor's closets, car back seats, alleys, parks . . . 

The night before Mike left on his long business trip, it rained so hard the street was barely visible from the house. We ran naked through the warm summer rain and got so turned on that we fucked in the middle of the front yard. Mike was on his back and I was on top, riding his pony, when the police car drove up. A spotlight flashed through the driving rain, stopping on our struggling bodies. I came in the glare of the light as I felt Mike shooting inside me. The light went out and the cop pulled away as I collapsed on top of Mike's body.

If you've been following these stories, you already know I originally wrote the stories for Mike when he was away on a long trip. Now we're posting them and really getting off on it.

* * * * * * * * * *

Joe was my first real sex boyfriend. We were both twenty. After we'd been dating for several months, our making out had gotten really serious; both of us stripped to the waist and rubbing crotches. 

On this particular Saturday afternoon, we were on the bed in Jack's apartment. Jack was out of town for the weekend, so we knew we wouldn't be disturbed. Joe had been trying to take my pants off for weeks. This time, I surprised him by saying, "OK, go ahead."

After a little fumbling with buttons, I was back on the bed, naked except for my panties. I looked up at Joe. "You can take your pants off, too." He turned away and dropped his jeans. He slipped his hand into the front of his shorts for an instant before turning to face me. Seconds later, he was back on top of me. Now there were only two layers of thin cloth separating our groins. I trembled at the feel of his hardness pressing against my body.

I wrapped my arms around Joe's back and slowly slid my hands down to grip his muscular buttocks as we tongue kissed. Virginia and Maria had told me a lot about sex and I hadn't been shy about telling Joe how to make love to me. After we'd Frenched for a while, he started gently kissing my cheeks and throat. By the time he'd finished my ears, I was squeezing his butt so tightly I was probably leaving bruises.

Joe started a long slow journey, kissing and licking his way down my chest and eventually ending up at my nipples. It had been wonderful when he'd been there earlier. This time, I was so hot I was ready to shred our underwear with my fingernails and drag his cock into my already-wet pussy.

Joe eventually left my breasts and continued down my belly. He paused for a moment when he reached my panty line. When I made no attempt to stop him, he moved on, kissing me through the thin moist fabric. That was too much. "Take them off," I moaned, arching my back to lift my buttocks off the bed and make it easy for him. A few seconds later, I was totally naked with my legs spread and Joe's tongue running along my slit.

Although I was more stimulated than I'd ever been before, I was eager for more. I reached between my thighs and opened my pussy lips. Joe got the idea instantly and thrust his tongue deep into my snatch. My girlfriends had told me how good receiving head felt, but this was better than I'd ever imagined. 

Joe had been eating me for a long wonderful time when I realized he was devoting all his attention to my vagina. "That's enough!" I gasped. Joe snapped his head up out of my crotch, startled. "Lick me right here," I continued, pointing at my clitoris. Like I said, I wasn't shy about teaching or experimenting. 

"That's wonderful!" I cried after a few minutes of incredible pleasure. "Now stick your finger into my cunt and keep licking me." Joe complied. I didn't have to tell him to slide his finger in and out of my hot wet snatch or to insert a second finger when it was obvious I was ready for it. Soon I was screaming and shaking like a bucking horse. My back arched, thrusting my crotch into Joe's face. He managed to keep sucking my clit and finger fucking my pussy while I spasmed with one of the most intense orgasms I'd ever experienced. I finally collapsed back on the bed, totally spent. "Masturbating is never going to be the same," I thought dizzily.

Joe rose to his knees. He was still wearing his shorts and I could see the outline of his stiff cock under the fabric. There was a huge wet spot around his cock head. "I want to see you now," I said, reaching for the waistband of his shorts. He didn't object as I pulled them down. His cock was standing straight up, gleaming with his cum. It was shorter and less fat than Jack's, but it was still beautiful. I wanted to possess it forever.

"You're all messy," I purred, wrapping my hand around Joe's balls. "Let me clean you off." I licked all the cum off of his cock. It tasted wonderful. That took a long time. When I'd finished with his cock, I noticed a little cum had run down onto his balls, so I licked them off, too.

Then I noticed that seminal fluid was leaking from the tip of Joe's cock, which was even harder than when I'd started cleaning him. When I moved to lick it up, Joe gasped, "That's too much!" He seized my head with both hands and pushed his stiff prick between my lips. I instinctively began sucking as he thrust into me. A few seconds later, Joe groaned. I swallowed frantically as wave after wave of his cum pulsed into my mouth.

* * * * * * * * * *

"That's so rude, forcing himself into your mouth like that," Janna commented. 

"No, I wanted him to do it," I answered. "It was really exciting having Joe cum in my mouth." 

"But it's so yucky, jamming his thing into you and then making you swallow his stuff," she protested. Janna was still a virgin.

"Janna, get over it," Virginia interrupted. "I love sucking a boy, especially after he's gone down on me. Sometimes, I'd rather have him cum in my mouth than fuck me."

"It's OK," Maria chimed in. "Guys really like it. It only seems fair to suck his cock after he's eaten me out and made me cum. Still, I don't really like him shooting in my mouth. When I feel him getting close, I take his dick out of my mouth put it between my tits or jack him off. But sometimes I get surprised. It's not too bad, but I don't really like the taste."

"Joe's cum really tastes good," I answered. 

"Yeah, but you lick your fingers after you beat off," Janna said, grimacing. Maria and Virginia looked at each other and giggled.

"Well, Joe tasted a little like my juice," I said. "It was a little less salty and a lot thicker. I liked it. A lot. You don't know what you're missing."

"I'm happy to miss THAT," was Janna's rejoinder.

"You're too prissy," I said. "It was really exciting feeling Joe throb and spurt in my mouth. He really tasted good and I came again while he was shooting."

* * * * * * * * * *

After Joe had spent himself and his cock had softened in my mouth, I stretched out on the bed. "Come hold me," I purred. Joe took me in his arms. For a few minutes we remained motionless, simply enjoying the warmth and closeness of each other's bodies. We started kissing and fondling and things just kept going. I suddenly realized I was on my back with my legs open. Joe was on top of me with the head of his erect penis pressing against the entrance to my vagina. 

"Wait," I gasped, pushing him away and twisting to open the nightstand beside the bed. "We need to use a condom." My searching fingers touched bare wood. The drawer where Jack kept his condoms was empty, except for a tube of lubricant. "Shit!" I exclaimed.

We searched the apartment, but the only condom we found was a used one in the wastebasket. I threw myself on the bed, frustrated to tears. "Damn!" I sobbed. "I want to fuck you so bad, but I can't have a baby."

"I can wait until we buy some condoms," Joe said. He was trying to be noble, but I knew he was as frustrated as I was. "Or we can do it and I'll pull out before I shoot."

"I want you so badly," I replied, "but I can't take the chance." I found myself thinking about Jeff's magazine in the barn with the pictures of women with men's cocks in their mouths, pussies and . . . assholes. I remembered how exciting watching Jeff and Jimmy on the hay bale had been. 

"I want to do it right now," I said. "But we can't." I kept remembering pictures from the magazine. My desire to have Joe's penis inside my body seemed irresistible. One thought was running through my mind, over and over. I kept pushing it away. It was too frightening. 

"It's OK, baby," Joe said, taking me in his arms and holding me close. "We've waited this long. A few more days won't kill us."

I settled into the warmth of Joe's arms, remembering the epiphany I'd had after seeing my brother masturbate. "If enjoying things like that made me a nasty girl, I wanted to be a slut." I thought about Maria's comment about Italian girls, "Madonnas in front, martyrs in back."

"I love you so much, Joe," I began, "but I won't risk getting pregnant." I put my finger on his lips when he tried to speak. "I have to have you now." I felt someone else was speaking with my voice. "Take me in back."

"What?" Joe asked, obviously surprised and shocked.

"You know what I mean." I still couldn't believe I was saying it.

"You really want me to fuck you in the ass?"

"Yeah. Right now," I replied instantly. I was afraid I'd lose my nerve if I spent any more time thinking about it.

"You're really sure?" When I nodded, Joe continued, "I'll be as gentle as possible, but I'm afraid it's going to hurt you."

"I know you'll be careful," I answered. "Please do it. I want you more than anything."

"OK," Joe said, reaching for the sex lubricant. "Bend over the bed." When I was kneeling on the floor with my upper body supported by the bed, he greased his finger and pressed it against the entrance to my asshole. He applied gentle pressure and his finger slowly slid into me. "You're so tight," he whispered, as he started rotating his finger. "Don't worry, you'll learn to relax." His slow finger motions were gradually becoming pleasurable.

When Joe finally withdrew his finger completely, I felt oddly empty. He reinserted it a moment later and I realized he'd put more lubricant on his finger. "Tighten your muscles all the way," he ordered. "You're really strong. Now relax. That's good. You're doing fine."

As Joe continued manipulating me, I suddenly realized he was awfully good at this. I was sure that I was his first girl, but I was equally sure that he'd already fucked other boys in the ass. I found this thought reassuring. He knew how to do it without hurting me. 

"Play with your pussy," Joe commanded. I reached between my legs and slid my middle finger into my slick vagina, pressing my index finger knuckle against my clitoris. Joe was thrusting his finger into my butt vigorously as I stimulated myself. I was really enjoying the combined sensations. 

Joe suddenly pulled his finger out. An instant later, I felt something much larger pushing against my little rosebud, gradually opening it wider and wider. At first, it felt good. Then I felt a sudden tearing pain. "Owww!" I cried. I attempted to squirm away but I was trapped by the bed.

"Are you OK?" Joe asked. He'd stopped moving as soon as I'd cried out.

My heart was pounding and my body was suddenly slick with sweat. "It hurt," I gasped. "I think something was tearing." 

"I'll stop if you want," Joe said.

I sobbed in frustration. "I want you to fuck me more than anything. But it hurts. I'm so turned on, but I'm scared."

"Is it still hurting?" Joe asked.

"A little, but the pain's almost gone."

Joe kissed the back of my neck and stroked my hair. "Listen. I stopped pushing when you screamed, but my cock-head is almost completely inside your ass. You're taking me very well. Do you want me to go on?"

"Yeah." My body was tense, but I wanted Joe so badly. 

"Don't worry," Joe said. "You're going to be fine. Tighten your muscles. Squeeze my cock as hard as you can. That's good. Now relax."

It worked. Joe's cock slid in another fraction of an inch when I relaxed my anal muscles.

"That's good," Joe whispered. "Very good. Do it again . . . Yeah, that's right . . . Again . . . You're so brave, giving me your butt-cherry like this. I love you so much . . . Again . . . Yeah, you're so wonderful . . . Again, that's a good girl . . . God, you're so tight . . . Once more . . . My cock-head's all the way inside."

Joe remained still for several seconds, then surprised me by pulling back. "No! Don't stop," I protested. 

"It's OK," Joe reassured me. "I'm going to move in and out really slowly until you're relaxed."

My ass muscles were still tight, but I was no longer feeling any pain, just a pleasant sense of slowly-increasing fullness. Finally Joe said, "My cock is all the way up your asshole." I could feel the soft scratchiness of his pubic hair rubbing against my buttocks and his balls pressing against my butt cheeks.

"Your ass is so tight," Joe whispered. "I'm going to start moving my cock all the way in and out now, but I'll go slow and gentle." He gradually pulled back until my anal sphincter was barely kissing the head of his penis, leaving me feeling painfully empty.

Joe fucked my ass slowly at first, but he speeded up after I'd relaxed enough to take it. Soon he was gripping my waist to hold me in place and slamming his cock into my hole with all his strength. His balls were bouncing against my butt cheeks like a flying tennis ball hitting a racquet for a hard return. I pushed back at him, moving my butt to match his thrusts. My nipples were swollen from rubbing against the bed. I had two fingers jammed into my sopping wet cunt, fucking my pussy as I frantically rubbed my clitoris. 

My flying fingers and Joe's fucking pushed me over the edge into orgasm. His cock continued pounding my ass as I screamed and bucked beneath him. I was dimly aware that my orgasm wasn't subsiding. Instead, it was building to an even more intense climax.

I came at least three times before Joe screamed. I could feel his cock throbbing in my asshole as he paused for a split second. Then he rammed me harder than ever before. He violently drove into me again and again. Each time his cock plunged into my burning core, another wave of hot cum splashed against my anal walls. Finally spent, he collapsed on top of my limp body. 

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"That's so wild!" Virginia exclaimed when I'd finished the story. "My little girl's not a virgin any more," she continued, hugging me tightly.

"You're a woman now," Maria added, welcoming me to womanhood with a breathtakingly intense open-mouth kiss.

Janna was looking at us in shock and horror. "I can't believe you people," she said. "A boy fucked Linda in the ASS . . . and she thinks she liked it. That pig virtually rapes her and you get all huggy and kissy-face about it."

I looked at Janna pityingly and slowly shook my head. "You just don't understand," I said. "Joe didn't rape me. I ASKED him to do it and I WANTED him to do it."

"And you really think you liked him sticking his COCK up your ASSHOLE?" Janna asked scornfully. "I can't believe you liked having him hurt you like that."

"It didn't hurt," I replied, "except for a little bit, right at first. And I know I liked it. I came and came and came while Joe was fucking my ass. The next time we're together, the first thing I'm going to have Joe do is butt-fuck me. I want to cum like last time, only while feeling a lot more of his cum spraying inside my asshole."

"You're hopeless!" Janna shouted as she began to stalk off. After she'd take a dozen steps, she turned around and screamed "You're all hopeless! You're perverts!" It was a full week before she'd speak to any of us again.

The remaining three of us watched until Janna had disappeared. "She's so freaky," I commented.

"Don't worry about Janna," Virginia purred, gathering me in her arms and pulling me close.

"She's just jealous," Maria added, moving to hug me from behind.

I suddenly realized I was the filling in an extremely erotic girl sandwich. Virginia's big breasts were flattened against my tiny tits and her mound was pushing against mine. Maria's even larger breasts pressed against my back and her thighs were plastered against my buttocks. 

My nipples were already hardening when Virginia placed her mouth against mine and Maria began fondling my hips. 

Janna would have died if she'd seen what happened next. 

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Joe's cock was the first in my asshole. A few days later, it became the first penis to enter my vagina. 

After that first time, Joe and I were always careful to have a supply of condoms. I quickly learned that, although I loved anal stimulation, I preferred being fucked in my pussy. 

The disadvantage of using a condom was that I missed the feel of Joe's bare dick and the sensation of his cum spurting inside me. Until I got on birth control, I had him butt-fuck me frequently. It took me several sessions to learn to relax my ass muscles so I could take Joe without any initial pain, but it was well worth the trouble. 




Tell Me About Dick Ch. 03



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My Sweet Love Mike,

You're an amazing man. I didn't think that even you could cum that many times while reading my story and looking at the pictures I sent. Still, I'll bet you beat that record tonight.

It took a long time to get the pictures I wanted for this email, but it was really fun. I came so much my sex juices soaked the bedding and I had to change it. The toys in my holes helped, but it was mostly thinking about you that got me off so hard.

We've had so much fun in bed, I'm amazed that you haven't taken me through my back door. It's not like I don't want it. Still, I'm glad we haven't done that, yet. It gives me a new little pussy for you to stick your big beautiful dick in when you get back.

You know I'd love you just as much if you had a little needle dick. Still, it doesn't hurt that you're such a stallion.

I miss having you here so much. I miss the way we talk for hours about everything and nothing. I miss all the fun things we do, not just the sex. But I sure do miss the sex.

Linda - your bitch in heat

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Copyright (c) 2003 by Ken James

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people is coincidental.

This story depicts a world in which AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases are non-existent. In the real world, please practice safe sex.

Please contact me. I love getting feedback and reply to every message.

Many thanks to Tony Hoskins for the story feedback and to Wayde for his constant love and support.



Tell Me About Dick Ch. 04



Hi. I'm a nasty little girl named Linda, and I know what you're doing while you're reading my stories. My boyfriend Mike and I really get off fantasizing about watching you do it. Or helping you do it.

Like he usually does, Mike's playing with me while I'm trying to finish this introduction and submit the story. This time, he's standing behind my chair. He's already pulled my tee-shirt up to expose my breasts. Now, he's running his fingers in little circles around my nipples, getting them SO hard and swollen. 

It's a little game we're playing and we both love it. I try to finish submitting the story before he gets me so turned on I have to fuck him. Tonight, I'm determined to win, but it would be easier if I wasn't wearing gym shorts and no panties. Mike's finished with my breasts. Now, he's kneeling between my thighs and it's getting hard to concentrate on typing. This is going to be a short introduction. 

You know by now that I originally wrote these stories to email to Mike while he was away on a long business trip and we're really getting off on my posting them. 

I've gotten a lot of great emails about the stories. Lots of women don't want to get messages like "It gave me the biggest hard-on I've had in five years," or "I came three times while reading your story," but I love it.

Here are a couple of my favorites. "I loved the story, very good....I have never cum so hard from reading one...Keep up the good work" and "Wow...I just finished Tell Me About Dick and I LOVED it! Thank you so much for sharing. Thanks again for making my panties wet!" Thank you so much, Gayle and Sara! Big kisses on the body parts of your choice!

Thank you all! Keep 'em cumming!

Speaking of cumming . . . I win!

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The first time I saw a big stiff Black cock, it was in my boyfriend's mouth.

After I graduated from college, I moved in with Billy, who'd been my boyfriend for most of my senior year. We rented a little one bedroom house in the central city. The back yard was tiny, but it had a solid fence and tall hedges, so it was quite private. Billy and I had sex there frequently. 

I quickly established a tradition of "girls' night out." Every two or three Fridays, I'd go out with my friends. I never got home from these outings before midnight. Except once. Maria couldn't come because her baby was sick, Janna was depressed because she was fighting with her lover Nancy again and Virginia was called away to fix a systems problem at work. 

When I pulled up to the house at 10:00 PM, I was surprised to see that the lights in the living room were off. Billy had been planning to watch sports with Fred, a big beautiful Black man who'd been his roommate in college. Just as I was about to put my key in the lock, I heard a moaning sound from the back of the house. 

I slipped into the darkness of the back yard. The bedroom window curtains were open and the light on the nightstand was on. When I looked in the window, I was stunned to see Fred sitting stark naked on the edge of the bed. Billy was kneeling between Fred's legs, sucking his immense cock. 

At first, it seemed as if I was paralyzed. I couldn't move, only stare. My hands seemed to take on a life of their own. One lifted my skirt and the other slipped inside my panties. When I'd stimulated myself almost to orgasm, Fred suddenly pulled his cock out of Billy's mouth. It was even longer and thicker than I'd imagined when contemplating the bulge in Fred's pants during his previous visits. It was slick with saliva and pre-cum and visibly throbbing. 

"I know you want me to cum in your mouth," Fred stated in a husky voice.

"Yeah," Billy whispered, staring greedily at the cock inches from his face.

"I've got a big load of cum, but I don't want you to feel it shooting into your mouth," Fred continued.

"I really want to feel that hot juice spurting out of your cock," Billy replied. "Where do you want to shoot it?"

"You know exactly where - boy," Fred answered, standing up and stepping away from the bed.

"Yes sir!" Billy said, climbing onto the bed and positioning himself on hands and knees. 

Fred reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out the bottle of lubricant Billy and I kept there. He greased his penis with one quick motion and pressed his cock head against Billy's asshole. Billy screamed softly as Fred entered him with one long slow thrust. 

I watched in fascination as Fred's mammoth tool opened Billy's butt and slid inside, inch by slow inch. "It's too big," Billy moaned. "It's tearing my ass open."

"Shut up and take it, motherfucker!" Fred shouted, slapping Billy's ass hard enough to leave a hand print. "Yo my little white bitch now and I don't want no mouf." His voice had changed from his normal highly-educated tones. "Yo getting' all this big Black cock up yo tight little white asshole." That's when I had my first orgasm.

Fred fucked Billy slowly, at first. Through the window, I had a perfect view of the giant brown cock sliding in and out of Billy's buns, gradually gaining speed. I was thrusting two fingers of one hand into my cunt and frantically manipulating my clit with the other hand, climbing from one orgasm to the next as I stared at Fred plowing my boyfriend's ass. 

Fred suddenly screamed and slammed his cock into Billy so violently that the bed shook. "Yeah . . . spray . . . that . . . hot . . . juice . . . up my . . . ass," Billy gasped as Fred rammed him over and over. 

Finally spent, Fred pulled his cock out of Billy's butt. It had softened, but remained partially erect. Fred moved to the bed and lay on his back beside Billy.

Billy straddled Fred's chest and began stroking his own hard cock. "You shot all that hot cum up my butt," he gasped. "You fucked me with that big Black cock. You jammed that monster dick in me so hard it turned my asshole inside out." Billy was shouting now as his fist pumped furiously. "You fucked me, fucked my asshole, fucked my asshole with your big Black cock . . ." An astonishing load of cum burst from Billy's cock, splashing Fred's chest and face. 

Billy collapsed onto Fred's body and they began kissing. I was near collapse myself, standing at the window in my rumpled skirt and soaked panties.

It was time for me to leave. I went back to my car and drove to a nearby shopping center. After I'd parked, I put some soft jazz into the CD player, took a few tokes off a joint and thought about what I'd seen. 

It was interesting that I didn't feel angry or betrayed, just excited. I'd heard that heterosexual men loved watching lesbians. It was obvious that I was really turned on by watching men have sex with each other. 

I didn't believe Fred and Billy were gay. Billy was incredibly enthusiastic about having sex with me and I'd often noticed Fred giving me hot looks, too. It was pretty obvious that Fred and Billy's relationship had been going on for a long time. I wondered where I fit in. 

Although I spent some more time thinking, the only conclusion I reached was that I really had to pee. I went into the bar in the shopping center, used the restroom, then ordered a margarita. A really cute guy came up to my table and offered to buy me a drink. I'd never let a man pick me up in a bar before, but I was really tempted this time.

His name was Rich. Over the next two hours, we had a couple of drinks and flirted shamelessly. Finally, it was almost 1:00 AM. As attracted as I was to Rich, I decided I should go home to Billy. Rich was disappointed, but gallant about it, especially after I asked for his phone number.

I left the bar, finished the joint and drove home. Billy was alone, watching TV in the living room and sipping a beer. "Did you have a good time, Honey?" he asked. 

"It was really interesting," I said, looking him over. He was barefoot, wearing only a T-shirt and sweat pants. I could see the faint outline of his cock through the fabric. He was obviously waiting for me to continue, but words failed me. After several seconds, I announced "I want something," and put my hand on his crotch. 

The first time, we did it in the living room. Then we grabbed a blanket and went out into the back yard. Finally, I dragged Billy into the bedroom and surprised him by greasing his cock, getting on the bed on my hands and knees and ordering him to fuck my butt.

All the time I was sucking Billy, I was thinking about how he'd looked with his lips wrapped around Fred's swollen shaft. Later, when he was fucking me, I couldn't escape the memory of watching Fred thrusting his giant cock up Billy's asshole. 

"That was great," Billy gasped as we were clinging together, finally spent. "You're always passionate, but I've never seen you this excited."

I decided this was the best possible time to tell him that I'd seen him and Fred. At first, Billy was freaked out, but I finally convinced him that I wasn't angry, just incredibly turned on. 

"I do think you've been greedy," I said. "Fred's so yummy and you've been keeping him all to yourself. I don't think that's fair. Do you?"

"No, it wasn't," he admitted. "Fred would really like to have sex with you, too."

"That could be arranged." My nipples were still hard, but I felt them growing even tighter as I remembered Fred's magnificent naked body. "Let's call him and . . . No, wait. I have a better idea."

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"Hi Fred, come on in." I gave him a big hug as soon as he stepped inside. I always hug him. I'm really physical with people I like. Before, my hugs for Fred had been as non-sexual as pressing my breasts against a really hot man's body could be. Fred had always been a gentleman and pretended the contact didn't arouse him.

This time, I plastered my body against and held on until I felt a definite stirring in his crotch. I pecked his lips lightly as I finally broke the embrace.

"You're in a good mood tonight," Fred commented. "Where's Billy." He was looking around the living room, but most of his attention was on me. 

I was wearing a sheer short-sleeved robe that ended six inches below my crotch. My nipples were clearly outlined under the thin fabric. The robe, already loose, had opened more during our intense hug, revealing a wide vee of bare skin plunging almost to my navel. My hair was damp, as if I'd just stepped out of the shower.

I looked at Fred, admiring his body-builder physique for several seconds before answering. He was dressed in black sneakers, tight blue jeans and a form-fitting white tank top which showed off his muscular chest, shoulders and arms. "Billy's not here. He got a call from work a few minutes ago," I said. "The night manager is sick and Billy has to fill in for him. He asked me to phone you, but I couldn't find your cell number."

"That's too bad," Fred said, sounding really disappointed. 

"Yeah, it's a tough night for plans," I said. "We had to cancel girls' night out, too. All my girlfriends had last minute conflicts." I sighed and stretched like a cat, opening my robe slightly wider and showing even more cleavage. "You don't have to run right off," I said. "I'm feeling a little lonely tonight. I'd like it if you'd at least stay and have a glass of wine with me."

"OK," Fred agreed instantly. I swung my hips and worked my butt just a little more than normal as I walked into the kitchen. I knew without looking that Fred was staring as he followed me. 

I pulled a bottle from the small rack on the counter and set it upright. "I always have a little trouble with the corkscrew," I told Fred as I stripped the foil from the bottle's neck. "Would you come hold the bottle for me, please."

"Of course," he answered. I pressed my hip firmly against his as I opened the wine. My breast brushed his forearm as I turned to put the corkscrew away, pulling my robe open even further. 

I took a single step back and stopped. Fred stared at my chest as he turned to face me. My nipples were still covered, but the soft inner curves of my breasts were exposed. My heart was pounding and I seemed to be having trouble breathing. Fred's lust was a physical presence in the room. Slowly and deliberately, I gripped the sides of the robe and pulled it open, revealing my naked body.

Fred was still standing still. Only his eyes moved, up and down my body, taking in my already-swollen nipples and my closely-trimmed blond pubic hair, dripping with my juices.

We stared at each other for long seconds. "Kiss me Fred," I finally whispered. I put my hands on his muscular shoulders and pressed my lips against his. He thrust his tongue roughly into my mouth and I sucked on it greedily.

I melted into the kiss. It seemed to go on forever. I wanted it to. Fred finally pulled his mouth away from mine and placed his huge hands on my breasts, completely covering them. "I wish they were bigger for you," I sighed.

"Hush," Fred commanded. "They're beautiful and perfect." He bent down and began kissing and licking my breasts and sucking my nipples. At first he was gentle, but he became more aggressive when he realized I wanted a touch of roughness.

I was completely lost in the sensations his hands and mouth were creating in my tits. It was a shock when he suddenly grabbed my waist, picked me up and set me, legs spread, on the kitchen table. He dropped to his knees and thrust his tongue into my dripping snatch. I fell back onto the table. Within seconds, it seemed, I was on the brink of orgasm. When Fred placed a gentle finger on my clit, I exploded. 

Fred stood up when I'd finished. I realized he was still fully dressed, his turgid cock cruelly restrained by his pants and underwear. It took me several attempts to find my voice. "Take me into the bedroom," I finally gasped. He lifted me as effortlessly as if he were carrying a child. 

"Leave the lights on," I whispered as he placed me on the bed. "I want to see you."

It only took Fred moments to strip off his tank top, shoes and socks. As he removed his jeans, I stared in awe at the thick cock almost tearing a hole in his briefs. He groaned as I put my hand on his hardness, fondling it through the thin fabric. The big wet spot on the cloth covering his cock-head was growing larger every second. I began licking there, tasting and smelling his thick male sweetness through the briefs. 

Fred gasped, "I don't want to cum in my shorts," as he twisted away. He was standing beside the bed. I was kneeling on the floor in front of him. 

"No," I agreed. "There are so many better places where you can cum." I pulled his briefs down and stopped, frozen, staring in awe at his mammoth organ. I wrapped my hand around his shaft. My thumb and index finger didn't quite close around his girth. I placed my other hand on him. I was now gripping his cock like a baseball bat and his head was still exposed. I put my lips on it and began licking. A steady flow of pre-cum was leaking from his tip. 

My mouth was stretched, but his entire head was inside. He caught my hands and detached them from his penis. It was incredibly exciting and a little frightening as he slowly pushed forward. I was grateful when Fred stopped at the back of my mouth and didn't try to shove his length down my throat. He started fucking my face, slowly and gently at first, then faster as I learned to relax and take him. 

I had the dizzying sensation that my clit had grown a thousand-fold and I was sucking it. I wasn't touching myself at all, but Fred's mounting excitement was driving me steadily towards orgasm. I came as I tried to gulp down all the hot sweet-sour man juice he was pumping into my mouth. 

I suddenly went limp. Fred caught my arms, preventing me from falling backwards. He picked me up and placed me on the bed. Everything went black for a few seconds. When my vision returned, Fred was beside me on the bed, gazing into my eyes. "You have cum all over your face," he whispered affectionately.

"Damn. I wanted to drink all of it. I guess I'll clean myself off." 

I tried to sit up. Fred stopped me. "I'll clean it off," he said and started kissing and licking my face. I sank back on the bed, feeling like a cat being groomed by a companion. I think I fell asleep for a few seconds. When I opened my eyes, Fred was standing beside the bed, holding out a glass of water. I drank it greedily. 

"That was SO good," I purred.

"The water?" Fred asked, taking the glass and setting it on the nightstand.

"Of course not, silly," I giggled. "You know. Now, come fuck me."

Fred's dick was getting hard again, but he hesitated. "You're so small I'm afraid I'll hurt you," he said.

"I wouldn't have started this if I didn't want it all. I trust you. Please fuck me."

I was lying on my back. Fred straddled me and began planting tender kisses on my mouth, face, earlobes and neck, generating a warm, affectionate glow. The golden glow mutated into smoldering red heat as Fred worked his way down my chest, licking, kissing and occasionally gently nipping every square inch of my breasts, except my swollen nipples. 

I lifted my head and looked down at Fred working on my breasts. My nipples were astonishing. They were so long and swollen they resembled tiny little cocks. I couldn't believe they were mine, until Fred put his mouth on them and sent me straight into orbit.

Fred forced my thighs open and knelt between them. I didn't feel any fear or pain, just amazement at the way he was stretching my wet snatch far wider and filling me much deeper than I'd ever imagined possible. My body was slick with sweat. I was kneading my breasts roughly and rolling my nipples between my thumbs and index fingers as Fred slowly opened and filled me. When he finally stopped moving, I could feel his beautiful big balls pressing against my pussy lips. "I've taken you," I whispered. "All of you."

"Damn straight, Baby," Fred growled. "Now, I'm gonna fuck the hell out of your tight little blond pussy with my big Black cock."

I'd fantasized about Fred ever since I'd met him. After seeing him with Billy, I'd thought about him almost continuously. I'd never imagined him stretching and filling my cunt so thoroughly. It was wonderful, so much better than my dreams. 

Fred had entered me with exquisite slowness. Now he was withdrawing, equally slowly. I clamped my pussy muscles around his swollen shaft, trying in vain to hold him inside. Finally, he was almost completely outside, leaving his cock-head kissing my inner lips. 

"Oh Fred," I sighed, "I feel so empty. Put it back. Please"

"Don't worry Baby." He began pushing back in, just as slowly and gently as he'd withdrawn. I'd never imagined being taken by a cock as magnificent as Fred's. It filled my pussy completely, stimulating every nerve. He didn't need to angle his dick to rub my G-spot. It was included in the fuck package. The motion of his thick prick was pulling at my swollen outer lips, making them rub my clit. I was so wet, I could feel my juices running down toward my asshole.

Fred was moving SO slowly, probably taking a full minute for each in and out cycle, although each one seemed like an ecstatic eternity to me. I came for the first time when he bottomed out on the fifth cycle. I guess. It's not like I was counting. 

He was like a long heavy freight train. Starting so slowly you weren't sure he was really moving, then gradually, oh so gradually, gaining speed until he was rushing forward, a relentless unstoppable force. 

I'd never imagined being fucked like this. I was in perfect balance. Not cumming violently, I think that would have killed me. Gentle orgasm followed gentle orgasm, slowly building in intensity. I dizzily thought of foreign art films, with the shot of a train plunging into a tunnel. Fred was now driving into me just like that. 

Fred and I were both slick with sweat and gasping for breath. The big one was coming now. The giant orgasm that would change the universe as I knew it. Fred groaned and pounded me so hard my body was lifted and sent flying through the air. Or at least that's how it felt. He hammered me again and again as he flooded my cunt with lava-hot sperm. Galaxies spun over my head, exploding all around me, finally leaving blackness.




Tell Me About Dick Ch. 04



I'm not sure how long I was out. Probably only seconds. When I returned, Fred's face was inches above mine. He was gazing at me intently.

"Wow! That was some fuck," I gasped. "You probably won't believe this, but I can taste your cum."

"You're such a hot lady," Fred whispered, just before he pressed his lips against mine. We kissed for a long time. 

"That was wonderful," I sighed. "I've never had my cunt filled so thoroughly. Do you know what I'd like now?"

"To do it again?" Fred asked. "I'd sure enjoy that."

"That's for later. But not much later. First I want to watch you fuck Billy's ass."

Fred didn't seem particularly surprised. "So you saw us," he said. "I wondered what set you off like this. Where's Billy?"

Billy answered the question himself by stepping into the bedroom, stark naked, with the biggest erection I'd ever seen him sport.

"So you were watching," Fred said. Billy nodded.

"Billy's been a bad boy," I said. "He was having you and not sharing, so I had to punish him. I haven't let him cum for the past three days and I ordered him not to touch himself while he was watching us. Have you obeyed, Billy?"

"Yeah," Billy answered, "but I almost shot my load when Fred started fucking you, even without beating off." 

"But you followed my instructions," I said. "Good! Now get on your back with your butt in the air." Billy scrambled to comply. "Fred, fuck him."

Fred was already hard. He greased his big beautiful cock and jammed it up Billy's ass. That's when I realized I'd miscalculated. I'd thought not cumming for three days would give Billy more endurance. Instead, it made him hair-trigger sensitive. Cum burst from his cock during Fred's first thrust. 

Billy looked up at the man kneeling between his legs. "I'm OK," he said. "Keep going. Just take it easy."

I rubbed my breasts in the big pool of cum on Billy's chest, coating them thoroughly. Then I straddled Billy, offering my cum-streaked tits to Fred. He licked them greedily as he continued fucking Billy's ass. Billy was caressing my buttocks and running his fingers up and down my crack. 

This was the first time I'd been with more than one man. It was so hot feeling their hands and mouths on my body and feeling my lover squirm between my thighs as his boyfriend butt-fucked him. My nipples had never been so hard or my pussy so wet.

I finally moved away from Fred, positioning my dripping vulva over Billy's face. He instantly began eating me out in his wonderful way. Now I could look down and watch Fred's giant tool piercing his ass. Fred reached out and began playing with my breasts, rolling my swollen nipples between his fingers. The sights and sensations pushed me to a long slow orgasm. I'd never felt anything like it. 

Billy pulled his tongue out of my vagina and said, "Your juices taste so good mixed with Fred's cum." He began running his tongue back and forth along the narrow space between my pussy and asshole. I reached back and pulled my butt cheeks open. I gasped with surprise and pleasure as his tongue pressed against my little rosebud. Although I'd had anal sex numerous times, this was the first time anyone had eaten my asshole.

When Billy slid a finger lubricated with my own juices into my asshole, I came explosively. Fred had to grab me to hold me upright. 

Fred had stopped fucking Billy while I came. Now he resumed, driving into my boyfriend's eager ass with enough force to make the bed shake. "It's your time," he gasped, wrapping his huge hand around Billy's stiff prick. It only took three strokes. Billy screamed as jets of cum burst from his cock. The first spurt splashed between my breasts. The next two struck my belly. The remainder landed on Billy's stomach. "That was impressive," I whispered after Billy had finally spent himself.

"Yeah," Fred growled. "My little white anal slut really cums for big Black cock." He pulled his penis from Billy's butt. It had softened during Billy's orgasm. I didn't think Fred had cum again, but he didn't seem to mind. 

After we'd kissed and hugged for a while, we went into the bathroom. The shower-tub combination was big enough for the three of us. It was intimate, but that just made washing each other more fun. It was so good feeling four male hands wandering over my soap-slick body. When they started playing with each other, that turned me on even more.

We toweled off quickly and went back to bed. First, I made the men sixty-nine. Watching them got me so hot I had to get out my vibrator and make myself cum. Three times. 

I had Fred and Billy stand with me kneeling between them. I sucked them, switching between penises as the mood struck me. When I sensed they were getting close to cumming, I pulled them together so I could take both cock-heads in my mouth at once. That was an amazing experience. Fred was gigantic and Billy was pretty big, too. Kissing and licking them together was fantastic.

The men finally pulled out of my mouth, grabbed me and tossed me, spread-eagled, onto the bed. Billy took one side and Fred the other, working down my body. Kissing my earlobes, eyelids, cheeks, neck. Fondling, kissing, licking, and sucking my tits. Planting gentle kisses down my legs, all the way to my feet. Sucking my toes. I'd never realized there was a direct connection between my toes and pussy. When I reached down to finger myself, the men grabbed my hands and pulled them away. "Bad girl!" someone whispered. "You're ours now. You get off when we're ready."

Wonderfully rough hands flipped me over onto my stomach and the double mouth action resumed. My ankles, the backs of my knees (Wow!) and thighs. My buttocks. Oh yes, my buttocks! The small of my back. My shoulder blades. The back of my neck. My arms and armpits. 

My eyes were squeezed tightly shut so sight couldn't distract me from the overwhelming physical sensations. My pussy was drenching the sheets beneath me. I was so hot I thought I would set the bed on fire. "Don't stop!" I gasped when the hands and mouths abruptly left my body. 

A weight settled beside me on the bed. I was lifted and guided to straddle the man lying on his back beside me. I screamed in surprise and pleasure as he penetrated my sopping snatch. My eyes were still closed, but I instantly knew it was Fred spiking me. I began squirming, working my burning cunt around his mammoth tool. 

There was a new sensation. A pressure against my back door, gradually forcing me open. Wider, deeper, filling me in back the way Fred was already filling my pussy. I'd never expected to be double-fucked like this. The twin cocks were practically rubbing together inside my body. The men were synchronizing their thrusts, gradually increasing their speed. "It's like being fucked while riding a stallion galloping through the night," I thought dizzily. The image made little sense, but it fit what I was feeling as Billy and Fred rammed my holes faster and faster, gasping and throbbing and finally filling me with liquid fire, making me cum and cum and cum . . . 

I was lying on my back. My skin was still slick with sweat. My pussy and asshole felt strangely achingly empty. Fred and Billy were on either side of me, holding me in their arms. I turned my head and kissed Billy tenderly. Then Fred. "You're so wonderful," I whispered. "I'm such a lucky girl."

Over the next several months, Billy, Fred and I had numerous three-ways. The sex was great, but I felt something in our relationship was changing. Billy started working out with Fred every day and began spending nights with him as well. When they decided to live together, I wasn't surprised. 

It wasn't an angry break-up. I continued seeing Billy and Fred and having sex with them for the next two years. Then Fred moved to another city and Billy went with him. We still see each other occasionally. When we do, we always fuck and it's as good as ever.

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"You're glowing!" Janna exclaimed as I stepped into the back yard. "The visit with Fred and Billy must have been really great." She dropped the rake and hugged me.

"Yeah, it was unbelievable," I answered. "I was finally able to take Fred up my butt. I've never felt anything like having him in back and Billy in front. I just came and came."

Janna kissed me enthusiastically. "You're still sweaty," she commented.

"I decided to come back here to take a shower. You're pretty sweaty yourself."

"Yard work will do that. Doing physical things helps me keep my mind off Nancy."

It was two months after Billy had moved in with Fred. Janna broke up with Nancy for good shortly after that. I was making enough money to keep the little house. I'd invited her to live with me. Although we were sleeping in the same bed, we weren't having sex. I was fucking Rich whenever I got the chance, but he worked a lot of odd hours and it was hard to match schedules.

"You poor dear," I said, holding her even more tightly. "I know you miss her."

"Yeah, it's hard. But we fought about everything. Nancy was even jealous of my vibrator. She thought I should just get off with her, every time. And she was sleeping around, but got mad if I even looked at another girl. She even hated me going out with you, Virginia and Maria."

We kissed again. It was sisterly and comforting, at first. Then not. Janna thrust her tongue violently into my mouth. She wrapped her arms around my back and pulled me to her, crushing my breasts against hers. I could feel her nipples swelling and hardening. Mine were already painfully tight. I slipped my hands down her back and began fondling her buttocks as we ground our pubic mounds together.

I finally pulled my mouth away from hers. "Wow!" she whispered. I could feel her heart pounding. "I never . . . Do you want . . ."

I kissed her again. "Come on, sweaty girl. Let's go take a shower - together." We held hands as we walked into the house. It only took moments to shed our clothes and get the water running. 

It was so exciting rubbing my soap-slick hands over Janna's body. Her shoulders, arms, breasts, buttocks, hips, thighs . . . She was doing the same for me. Our hands roamed over each other's bodies. It seemed it was OUR heat turning the water dancing over us to steam. 

Janna pulled me to her and began rubbing her slippery breasts against mine. Her tits are even smaller than mine, but the nipple-on-nipple contact was still electric. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the sensations. 

"My turn," I finally gasped, bending over and pressing my face against her breasts. Her swollen nipples grew even tighter as I licked and sucked them. She was leaning against the shower wall, breathing hard. I sank to my knees, pulled her outer lips open and stuck my tongue into her pussy. She was really wet, but not from the shower. 

Janna gripped my head and pulled me up until my lips were on her clit. It was already swollen like a tiny cock. I started sucking it as I slid a finger into her snatch. She came almost immediately. 

"So good," she whispered, sinking to her knees and kissing me. "Now, I'm going to make you cum." She had me lay on the floor of the tub and moved over me, kissing, caressing, fingering . . . 

"I'm sorry about kicking you that way," I said, later. "I just lost control."

"It's OK," she answered. "It didn't hurt. It was really exciting having you cum like that. I'm glad you . . . Oh! The water's getting cold!" We were shivering as we got out of the shower, but we warmed up quickly as we toweled each other off. 

"We should have done this years ago," Janna said as she took the joint from my hand. "Why didn't we?" We were sitting naked on the bed, Indian fashion, with our knees almost touching. It had grown dark outside and a soft breeze was blowing through the open window.

Everything was so dreamy as I let out a lungfull of smoke. "I don't know. It's not like I haven't always loved girls. I guess it's just because I've been so into men and you've hated it so much."

Janna was silent as she took a long toke and passed me the joint. After exhaling, she said, "Yeah. It's strange. I don't feel that any more. It's so great when we spend time with Fred and Billy. I get a funny - good funny - feeling when I think about you fucking them. Now, I want to try it."

"A man?" I giggled a bit before realizing she was serious. The joint had gone out. I dropped it into the ashtray on the nightstand. "You want a man to fuck you?"

"Yeah," she answered. "Maybe Billy. Fred is really sweet, but you've told me how big he is. I'm afraid he'd either kill me or spoil me for any other man."

"I think Billy and Fred are fucked out for the day," I said. "But if you're serious . . ." Janna nodded eagerly, ". . . I know a way you can get screwed right now." I got the fancy little brass chest from the closet, opened it and reached inside. 

"Oh no!" Janna giggled as I pulled out the flesh-colored six inch cock and balls dildo. "That's more like my vibrator than a man . . . Oh!" She'd just seen the harness. She stared in fascination as I attached the dildo and donned the harness. She moved to a sitting position at the edge of the bed. I stood in front of her. "Cool! I've got a chick with a dick."

"Damn right, Baby," I growled as I stroked my artificial hardness. "Come suck my cock." I don't know if it was the pot or just pure lust, but Janna didn't need any more prompting. She wrapped her lips around my shaft enthusiastically. 

For a girl who'd never been with a man, Janna was doing a great job, licking the dildo's head while stroking the shaft and fondling the balls, then taking it deep in her mouth. It was really exciting to watch. Although I was getting a lot of stimulation from the harness's clit bud, I wished I could really feel what Janna was doing. 

Wow! She was deep-throating it. I decided I was going to set her up with Rich as soon as possible. And I was going to join in. "Damn, girl," I said. "You suck cock so good. If I was a man, I'd have shot a big hot load down your throat by now."

Janna removed the dildo from her mouth and smiled up at me. "That's a lot of fun. I wish you could cum in my mouth," she said. "I'll bet a man's even better."

"Yeah," I answered. "A real cock has smooth silky skin. It changes size and stiffness as you play with it. It oozes pre-cum and eventually throbs and spurts. The best part is the man attached to it, loving everything you do and making you feel good in return."

"Like fucking me?" Janna asked. "I'm so ready." She moved to the middle of the bed and lay on her back with her legs open. I positioned myself between her thighs and pressed the dildo's head against her vagina's entrance. She was already well-lubricated. "My chick's got her dick ready to put inside me," she said. "Come on, do it now." I slid the dildo into her easily, all the way to the balls. 

I'd entered Janna man-style, with my legs between her thighs and my arms supporting my upper body. Now, I lowered myself onto her, pressing my breasts against hers. Our lips met in a long kiss as I slowly moved my cock in and out of her pussy. After several minutes, Janna pulled her lips away from mine long enough to whisper, "This is so good! I wish I'd done this years ago."

Billy and Fred were both excellent lovers and I'd learned a lot from them. I'd bought the dildo to fuck Billy's ass after our first three-way and, after some initial fumbling, become quite proficient in using it. When Janna had become used to my penetrating her, I angled the dildo upwards and changed to shallow thrusts, gently stimulating the sensitive outer edges of her vagina and rubbing her G-spot. I could tell from the way she was breathing and thrusting her pelvis to match my motions that she was getting close. I moved further up her body, positioning myself so that the base of my cock was rubbing her clitoris and began thrusting faster and more deeply. 

Janna's eyes were closed and her fingers were digging into my back. If her fingernails hadn't been really short, she would have left deep scratches. "Oooh!" she moaned. "Oh! Oh, I'm . . . Oooh! . . . Yeah!" She arched her back, jamming her crotch against mine. She thrashed beneath me as I drove into her as hard and fast as I could manage. 

"Linda, you are so good," Janna said softly, after she'd recovered. "I came so many times. I think I'm spoiled for girls . . . unless it's my chick with a dick." She kissed me passionately. 

"I'll bet she's not spoiled for girls." Janna and I jumped at the sound of a voice from the darkness outside the open window. A familiar female voice.

"There's only one way to find out," a second female voice said. 

We heard the kitchen door open and close. A few seconds later, Virginia and Maria stepped into the bedroom. "Oh," I said, rather stupidly as I rose to my feet. "I guess we forgot that you were coming over tonight." I felt foolishly shy in front of Maria and Virginia. I was still stiff as ever, obviously. I unfastened the harness and dropped it and the dildo onto the bed. 

"That's OK," Maria said. "It looks like you're been having fun without us." Her blouse was open, revealing a push-up bra cut so low her erect nipples were exposed. 

"Not really without us," Virginia corrected. "You were putting on quite a show through the window." Her one-piece top was rolled up and her front clasp bra was hanging open. "We got really hot playing with each other while we watched you. Feel this," she continued, grabbing my hand and putting it between her thighs. Her panties were completely soaked. 

"I'm just as wet," Maria announced. She unzipped her skirt and placed it on the dresser, followed immediately by her blouse. She kicked her shoes off, removed her panties and moved to the bed, naked except for the bra supporting her D-cup breasts. Janna stood up as she approached and moved into her arms. 

My hand was still pressing against Virginia's crotch. Her hands were cupping my breasts and she was gently pinching my nipples between her thumbs and index fingers. I closed my eyes as my body melted against hers. 

"I think Linda needs to cum now," Virginia said. "Why don't we start on her?" I kept my eyes closed as she guided me to the bed and laid me on my back. Female lips closed on both of my nipples. An instant later, strong hands opened my thighs and a tongue began running slowly up and down my slit. 

I wasn't sure who was doing what. My best guess was that Maria was licking and sucking my right breast, Virginia was playing with my left tit, and Janna was thrusting her fingers into my pussy while she sucked my clitoris. I could have opened my eyes to find out, but I preferred the mystery. 

Oh! My breasts, my cunt, my clit . . . I wasn't going to last long with all the stimulation my girlfriends were giving me. My orgasm was building steadily. When I was twelve, my parents took me to California and I swam in the ocean for the first time. A wave crashed over me, totally overwhelming me with its suddenness and power. I came like that.

The girls weren't finished with me. The woman between my thighs withdrew for a moment, then returned, thrusting a vibrator into my still-pulsing cunt, driving me from orgasm to more intense orgasm, on and on. 

I finally lay still on the bed, slick with sweat, gasping for breath, heart pounding, feeling two-thirds dead yet totally alive, savoring the bodies, now still, pressed against mine, the long hair brushing my skin . . . 

"Who needs men," I whispered. 

"You do, you silly cunt!" Virginia replied. The other two girls giggled. Virginia and I joined in an instant later. 

"Just because I got double-fucked before I came home to my slut sisters?" I tried to sound serious, but spoiled it by breaking down into more giggles.

"Double?" Maria asked. "Who was in back?"

"Fred, this time."

"Awesome!" Maria said. "John Henry, the steel driving man!" 




Tell Me About Dick Ch. 04



We all sat on the bed, smoking another joint and playing with each others' bodies. I couldn't stop staring at Maria's lovely full breasts. When the joint was gone, I moved over to her and began kissing and fondling her. Her nipples were already swollen, but they quickly grew even harder under my lips.

"Let's put Maria in the middle," Virginia said. Maria lay on her back in the center of the bed. Still fascinated with her D tits, I removed her bra and began licking the underside of her breasts. Janna moved to the head of the bed, putting her knees on either side of Maria's head and positioning her crotch over Maria's face. Virginia dived down onto Maria's pussy. 

Janna was soon gasping as Maria ate her out. I was straddling Maria's waist, roughly kneading her big breasts and pinching her erect nipples. "Janna, spread your butt cheeks for me," I commanded. She complied instantly, exposing her lovely little rosebud. She screamed with surprise and pleasure as I began to tongue her there.

Janna came first. I could see Maria was gripping her thighs tightly to keep her from bucking away and continuing to eat her spasming cunt. Finally spent, she moved off Maria's face and went to kneel beside Virginia. 

I turned to look at the action behind me. Virginia was jamming three fingers into Maria's sopping wet snatch, making loud squishing noises. Janna was sucking Maria's clit. Maria reached up and grabbed my tits. I turned my attention back to her magnificent breasts.

"Oh God!" Maria gasped. "My tits, my cunt, my clit . . . You girls are doing . . . so hot . . . so . . . I'm . . . cumming . . . cumming . . . OOOH!" She started thrashing beneath me. I had to hold on tightly to keep from being thrown off. My grip on her tits should have painful, but she didn't seem to notice. Her fingers were still on my breasts, squeezing them so tightly they left marks. She came for a long time, climbing from orgasm to orgasm. 

"That was so good," Maria gasped when she'd finally calmed down. "You're all so good." I lay beside her and took her in my arms. We kissed tenderly. Janna moved to her other side and started kissing her face. Virginia was still lying between Maria's thighs. She began kissing her belly. 

Maria finally got restless. She pushed Janna and me away and got up on her knees. "Virginia hasn't cum yet," she growled. "We've got to do something about that." She pulled Virginia to her. A moment later they were kneeling face to face, kissing passionately, fondling each other's breasts and rubbing their swollen nipples together. 

I nudged Janna. Moving as one, we spread our girlfriends' legs, got on our backs with our heads between their thighs, and began licking their pussies. Virginia's snatch was so hot and wet. The more I thrust my tongue into it, the juicer she got. I was jamming three fingers into her cunt. I'd never put more than two into a woman before. I closed my eyes to concentrate on the sensations of roughly finger fucking Virginia and sucking her clit so hard I was practically chewing. The rougher I got, the wilder Virginia became. 

When I finally opened my eyes again, I looked over at Janna and Maria. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Janna's hand, all four fingers and her thumb, was entirely inside Maria's snatch, up to the last knuckle. She was slowly turning her hand as she worked it in and out. I was shocked and amazed at the sight. I was also cumming without touching myself or even rubbing my thighs together. 

Virginia and Maria were cumming, too. Virginia's knees closed on my head like a vise. It would have been painful if it wasn't so exciting. She clung to Maria as they came over and over. 

That was the first time with the four of us together and Janna's first time with any of us. 

A few days later, Rich became Janna's first man. We started with his first three-way, then I left them alone. I still had Billy and Fred and I didn't want to be greedy. 

That was all several years ago. Now, Maria has three children and a husband who worships her. Janna is in a very triangular relationship with a married couple. Virginia just married her very macho boyfriend, who fucks the hell out of her, but also likes her to ram a strap-on dildo up his ass. I have sweet wonderful Mike, who loves hearing about my nasty adventures, past and present.

Girls' night out continues, although it's now frequently "girls night in." We girls all love our men (man and woman, in Janna's case), but we really love each other, too.

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Dear Mike,

I'm so glad this is the last email I'm sending you. It's really been fun telling you my stories this way and I can't believe how much closer it's made us, but it's just not like having you here with me. I've waited for weeks to say this, and now I can. 

YOU'RE COMING HOME TOMORROW! I'LL BE HAVING YOU FOR REAL!!

I can hardly stand to wait, but I have to. I've held out for all these weeks, I can take another 24 hours. Barely.

When you get off the airplane, look for the girl wearing a miniskirt with no panties. Would you mind if I raped you right on the concourse, with all the people watching? They'd probably get jealous.

My car has tinted windows and a back seat. We won't have to wait until we get home.

Take it easy tonight. You're going to need all your strength tomorrow.

Your eternal burning lover,

Linda

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Copyright (c) 2003 by Ken James

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people is coincidental.

This story depicts a world in which AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases are non-existent. In the real world, please practice safe sex.

Please contact me. I love getting feedback and reply to every message.

Many thanks to Wayde for his constant love and support, Tony for the story feedback and to Elaine and Caroline for additional inspiration.

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Tell Me About Dick Ch. 05



My name is Mike. My girlfriend Linda has been writing the "Tell Me About Dick" series. We've had a lot of fun posting the stories and reading the wild email responses. Now, she's talked me into writing up one of our adventures.

Before I start, let me tell you a little about Linda. She's breathtakingly beautiful (much more so than she believes), warm, intelligent, funny, and the most sexually intense woman I've ever been lucky enough to know. She likes to think of herself as a dirty nasty slut who'll do anyone, anywhere at any time, but she's really sweet and romantic. When she commands me, I'm always ready to obey. She loves for me to order her around, although my orders are always to do exactly what she wants.

Linda met me at the airport when I returned from the long business trip that engendered "Tell Me About Dick." For the whole flight, I'd been thinking about her last email. "When you get off the airplane, look for the girl wearing a miniskirt with no panties. Would you mind if I raped you right on the concourse, with all the people watching? They'd probably get jealous. My car has tinted windows and a back seat. We won't have to wait until we get home." 

I saw her as soon as I stepped into the terminal. She was wearing my favorite blouse, sheer white raw silk with a plunging neckline and black buttons. Her nipples were clearly outlined under the tight fabric. Even twenty yards away, I could see they were already hard. 

Something else was getting hard, too. I was really glad I was wearing blue jeans, rather than my usual slacks. She was also wearing a tight black skirt which ended inches below her crotch, black spike heels and gray nylons. I remembered the outfit vividly. She'd worn it the first night we had sex.

Linda ran across the room and plastered her body against mine. Our lips met in a full open-mouth kiss that seemed to last for hours. When we eventually separated, I looked around. Several people were staring at us, a couple with disapproval, several others with open lust. "Mike, you lucky bastard," I thought to myself as I smirked at our audience. I picked up my dropped briefcase and wrapped my arm around Linda's shoulder. "Come on, Babe," I said. "Let's go find the car."

We didn't have to wait to get to the car. We spotted a unisex rest room on the way to the baggage claim area. As soon as we were inside with the door locked, Linda backed up against the sink and pulled my body to hers. 

After we'd kissed for a few seconds, she guided my hands to the buttons on her blouse. Linda has beautiful breasts, small enough so she wears bras for decoration rather than support. While I was unfastening her, she pulled my zipper down and reached inside my jeans. By the time I had her blouse open, my cock was out and already hard. "Do it now," she gasped, guiding me between her open thighs.

No, she wasn't wearing panties. Her pussy was already dripping wet. Despite my intense excitement, I was able to thrust into her for several minutes before shooting my load. The sensation of me spurting inside her set Linda off and we climaxed together. Then she licked my cock clean and I sucked the mixture of my cum and her juices from her pussy.

Linda is always giving me wonderful surprises. The following story is about one of them. I'm writing this while she's out with her girlfriends. I want to surprise her with it when she gets home. I've also got a bigger surprise, in a tiny little box.

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"Do you remember Karen?" Linda asked one night when we'd paused during our love making.

"Of course," I replied. "She was your first lesbian lover."

"Karen's not a STRICT lesbian," Linda said. "She enjoys men, but has a little domination thing with them."

"She's coming to town on business tomorrow. I've told her about you and we've decided to be your fairy godmothers. We'll grant you one common male fantasy, if you ask for the right thing."

The answer was obvious. "I wish I could watch the two of you in bed."

"Very good," Linda said. "Meet me at Karen's hotel room at 7:00 tomorrow night and we'll grant your wish. There's only one condition. You have to obey every order we give you." 

"Okay," I replied without hesitation. Linda kissed me and we proceeded with more urgent matters.

The next night was a Friday. I knocked on Karen's door at the suite hotel at 6:45. Linda answered the door. She and Karen were in the front room of a two-room suite. They were drinking champagne and were quite giggly. There was a strong odor of patchouli incense in the air, with a faint undercurrent of marijuana mixed in. 

Karen was wearing a woman's business suit with a matching jacket and skirt, a plain blouse and low-heeled shoes. I'd expected her to be good looking, but she was even more attractive and athletic than I'd imagined. She was bigger than Linda, two inches taller, bigger breasts, wider hips . . . sexy as hell!

She looked me over appraisingly and smiled approvingly. "You're right," she said to Linda. "He's really cute."

Linda was dressed more casually, wearing a plain blouse, short skirt and high-heels. 

Linda kissed me. A kiss from Linda is almost as erotic as a blow job from most women and she really put her body into this one. Karen's kiss was more sisterly, assuming your sister was really into incest. 

Linda poured three glasses of champagne. She took one glass and held it high. "To tonight," she said. "To tonight," Karen and I echoed. 

"Okay, that's enough preliminaries, " Karen said when we'd drained our glasses. "Do you know the rules?"

"Yes," I answered. "I'm supposed to obey all orders without question."

"Good," Karen replied. "Take all your clothes off."

It only took me seconds to strip. This was the first time I'd stood naked in front of two fully-dressed women. "That's great," Karen commented. "He's already stiff."

Karen looked at my crotch with a critical eye. "Very nice," she commented, "but not quite right. His dick's really pretty, but he's too hairy. We'll have to do something about that. Come on, Mike." She got up and headed for the bathroom, pausing to remove her suit jacket and drape it over a chair. I glanced at Linda and she gave a brief nod. I followed Karen. 

The clippers Linda used to trim her bush were on the counter. Karen picked them up and set the guard to the closest setting. I'd started to droop during the walk from the living room. "Hold that pretty cock out of the way," she commanded, just before she turned the clippers on. It felt strange but surprisingly arousing as the clippers buzzed over my crotch and balls. In a few seconds, my twenty-nine years of pubic hair had showered to the bathroom floor, leaving me with close-clipped stubble. 

"Very good," Karen commented. "You're looking better already. Now for the fun part. Sit on the counter." She soaped a washcloth, washed and rinsed my crotch with warm water and slathered my genitals with foam. I was stiffening again. 

She took my penis by the head and pulled it carefully up and away from my body. I really got hard as her fingers slipped around its foam-lubricated surface. She ran a safety razor down my shaft in long swift strokes, cleaning off the faint stubble which had grown since morning, using just enough pressure to remove the hair without hurting me. She must have shaved cocks before. She ran the razor down the seam of my penis with the utmost delicacy and precision. 

With my dick completely shaved, Karen turned her attention to my balls. After the nerve-wracking experience of having my penis shaved by a stranger, that was easy. The sensation of the sharp blade gliding over my testicles was so erotic I stayed rock-hard through the whole process. Within minutes, she was wiping the remaining foam away with a washcloth. I looked down in amazement. It was hard to believe how different my hairless crotch looked. 

That's when Linda stepped into the bathroom. "Very nice," she commented. "You were right, Karen. He looks even better shaved." 

"Yeah," Karen answered. "I guess he likes it. He's hard enough."

"It gets a lot better," Linda replied. "Let's take him into the bedroom and get started."

It was a typical hotel bedroom with a large double bed. A heavy high-backed chair stood a yard from the bed. The room lamps had been positioned to illuminate the area brightly. "Sit in the chair," Karen commanded. After removing her jacket, she pulled several lengths of soft white rope from the bottom dresser drawer and started tying me up. 

This was the first time I'd ever allowed myself to be bound. I was slightly uneasy, since I didn't know Karen, but I trusted Linda and tried to relax as Karen fastened my wrists to the chair arms and my ankles to the chair legs. It struck me that she was pretty good at this. I was immobilized, but the ropes weren't tight enough to cut off my circulation.

Linda left the room briefly and came back with the champagne bottle and a glass. "Have some more," she said, pouring the remaining wine into the glass and holding the glass to my lips. When I'd finished drinking, she went over to the dresser and turned on a portable CD player. The music was dreamy but rhythmically insistent. Linda adjusted the volume so it was loud enough to mask most screams, but not so loud that it would make people in the adjoining rooms complain. Then she lit two more sticks of incense and came back to the bed carrying an ashtray, lighter and a joint. 

Karen sat on edge of the bed, took the joint and put it in her mouth. Linda sat down beside her and lit the joint. Their knees were touching and each woman moved her free knee to press against one of my knees. My penis had softened slightly while Karen was tying me up, but it grew stiffer than ever as soon as they touched me. 

Linda and Karen smoked the joint, occasionally holding it to my lips. I inhaled deeply, feeling my senses grow hyper-acute and my lust increase steadily. Linda gave me a shotgun, taking a big toke, pressing her lips against mine and exhaling while I sucked the smoke. She shotgunned Karen, too. Their lips remained locked long after the smoke was gone. That was the first time I'd seen women kissing sexually. 

The girls finished the joint and fell back onto the bed. Their legs were spread and I shamelessly looked up their skirts. Linda giggled. "That's truly excellent pot," she said.

"Yeah," Karen agreed. "It's really made me horny."

"I think we can do something about that," Linda said, rolling over to kiss Karen. 

After making out for several minutes, the girls stood up, kicked off their shoes and removed each other's blouse and skirt. Karen's undergarments were as businesslike as her suit with a plain white bra and modest white panties while Linda had a black push-up bra and lacy black panties. Both women were wearing nylons. 

Karen was breathing hard. She licked her lips slowly and told Linda, "Your nipples are so damn cute, I can't wait to taste them." She bent over Linda's breasts without waiting for a reply. 

"Oh yeah, Baby," Linda gasped. "Suck my tits. Get my nipples good and hard." She unfastened her bra and let it fall to the floor. Karen continued sucking and caressing Linda's small firm breasts.

Linda finally grasped Karen's shoulders and gently pushed her away. "It's my turn," she announced, reaching out to unfasten the other woman's bra. Karen's breasts were much larger than Linda's, but they only sagged slightly when her bra fell away. Linda buried her face between them.

Karen was soon gasping with excitement. When she pulled away from Linda, I could see that her nipples were sticking up like tiny erect penises and her areola were swollen into domes. "Lie down," she ordered hoarsely. Linda fell backwards. Karen pushed Linda's legs open and began licking her panties. A damp spot was already visible at the crotch. When Karen had the thin fabric good and wet, she lifted Linda's legs and pulled her panties off. Linda's pubic area was completely bare. The night before, she'd had a neatly trimmed bush. 

Linda sat up. "I'm going to go down on you now," she said. Karen removed her own panties. Both women's crotches were bare, obviously freshly shaved. The sight was incredibly erotic.

"Did you shave each other?" I asked. Karen smiled slightly. Linda tried to look innocent, but ended up smirking. 

Karen stretched out on the bed with her legs open, positioned so that Linda's head wouldn't block my view when she began kissing Karen's pubic mound. Karen twisted her erect nipples as Linda ran her tongue up and down Karen's slit, eventually pulling her open to reveal the bright pink flesh inside. 

Linda gently nibbled and tugged on Karen's outer lips, making her squirm and moan. Karen came as soon as Linda stuck her tongue up Karen's pussy. Linda held on through Karen's orgasm, driving her to several spectacular climaxes. When Karen was finally spent, Linda lifted her face from the other woman's crotch. Her face was shiny with Karen's juices and she was grinning. 

"Your turn," Karen purred as she rolled Linda onto her back. She pulled Linda's pussy open roughly and dived into it. Linda moaned with pleasure as Karen ate her out. The girls were getting it on with obvious passion, but they were also consciously putting on a show. Doing it in front of me was really exciting them. Linda started screaming and thrashing. Karen made her cum over and over, until they both collapsed in a heap. 

After a minute, both women sat up on the edge of the bed. Their breasts were swollen and their legs were spread, showing me two nearly identical open cunts. Linda inserted an index finger into Karen. When she pulled it out, it was dripping with Karen's juices. "Taste this," she commanded, sticking her finger into my mouth. Karen repeated the process with Linda's pussy a few seconds later. 

"Now tell us whose pussy tastes better," Karen demanded. 

"The tastes are so different . . .," I began. "Linda's is better by being familiar, like a favorite ice cream. It always turns me on. Yours is better by being new. It's a whole new erotic territory and it really gets me hard."

"Good answer," the girls said in unison. They looked at each other and giggled. "You win the next part of the fantasy," Karen announced.

Linda pulled a thick two-headed dildo from the dresser. "We don't usually use this," she said, "but it's part of the guy thing." She and Karen positioned themselves on the bed, on their backs with their legs spread and their knees touching. Again making sure that I had a perfect view, they inserted the dildo into each others' vaginas. 

Linda got it first. Karen rubbed the head and shaft up and down Linda's snatch, stimulating her clitoris and her swollen pussy lips. Linda was already near-orgasmic. She went off as soon as Karen pushed the dildo into her hot wet cunt. When she'd recovered, she bent forward with a wild gleam in her eyes. "You're a good fucker," she told Karen. "That almost felt like Mike sticking it in."

"Now, it's your turn," Linda continued. Karen's lips were already open and shiny with her juices. She gave a long slow scream as Linda slid the dildo into her snatch. 

Linda looked up at me with wild eyes. "You like this, don't you? Two hot girls spiking each other's cunts." 

Even if they didn't normally use the dildo, the girls certainly enjoyed their double fuck. They were both quickly screaming and writhing from multiple orgasms. I was bent over as much as my bonds would allow, staring at the girls' undulating breasts, sweaty bellies, nylon-clad legs, and stuffed pussies.

"Ram that fake cock into each others' cunts," I gasped. "Fuck each other hard. Cum with that cock between your legs. Fill your snatches . . . " I suddenly realized the sensation which had been building in my groin while I stared at the fucking girls was peaking. "Oh God!" I cried. "I'm cumming." An instant later, my untouched cock ejaculated violently, spurting semen over my chest and belly. One blob hit my face. Another spurt flew over to the bed and landed on Karen's crotch. 

Alerted by my cry, the girls had turned to stare at my spontaneous orgasm. When I had finally spent myself, they collapsed back on the bed. When they'd recovered their breath from their own orgasms, they sat up and looked at the cum splashed over my body and my slightly softened penis. "I never expected that to happen," Karen commented. 

Linda got up and kissed me. "You've been a good boy," she purred. "You've followed our orders and we've let you watch us, just like we promised. Now, we have a special treat. You can feel us."

Karen had gotten up and walked behind me while Linda was speaking. Without warning, she slipped a blindfold over my eyes. "We didn't say you could see us while you're feeling us," she said.

A mouth pressed against mine. Linda had stepped away while Karen was blindfolding me and the women's' bare feet were silent on the carpet, so I wasn't sure who was kissing me. She used a lot of tongue and my cock quickly returned to its former level of stiffness. The kisser moved away and the other woman took her place. Or maybe it was the same woman. Her kissing style didn't seem any different. 

The second long kiss ended and a breast was pressed against my face. I started licking and sucking the erect nipple. After a while, that breast was pulled away and replaced with another breast. This breast seemed fuller than the first one, so I suspected it belonged to Karen. It was impossible to tell for sure, which was obviously what the girls wanted. 

After the second breast was removed, Linda and Karen stuck their tongues into my ears. My cock twitched under this new stimulation, but was already as stiff as physically possible. The girls went on to kiss and nibble my ears, kiss my neck, and suck my nipples. Soon they were on opposite sides of my dick, simultaneously licking it. After that, they sucked my nuts, one girl to a ball. 

One of the women started sucking my dick. I groaned and came almost instantly. She sucked greedily as I shot wave after wave into her mouth. It was hard to believe that I'd climaxed scant minutes before. Finally spent, I collapsed back into the chair. 

I heard the girls get up and move away. I heard rustling noises from the other end of the room. Linda whispered something and Karen giggled. The ropes securing my wrists and ankles loosened, then fell away. I remained motionless in the chair, wondering what was going to happen next. 

I didn't have to wait long. "Take the blindfold off," Karen commanded. 

The girls were sitting side by side on the bed, "dressed" in high heels and identical frilly black panties. A black push-up bra supported Karen's ample breasts, leaving her nipples exposed. Linda's bra was black leather with her nipples protruding through cut-out holes. They'd traded their nylons for fish net stockings. They looked cheap and trashy, as if they'd just stepped out of a bad porno movie. 

Although my cock had softened after my second orgasm, I instantly got a raging hard-on as I stared at the women. 

"He lives again," Linda whispered, staring at my swollen member. 

"Yeah," Karen replied. "I'll bet there's going to be a third coming."

Linda and Karen had been sitting with their knees pressed together. Now they both spread their legs and I could see that their panties were crotchless. 

"Nice boys don't stare," Linda said reprovingly, putting a finger on either side of her freshly shaved slit and pulling it open.

"Nice boys don't get hard-ons for trashy whores spreading their legs and pulling their cunts open," Karen agreed, opening her legs wider and showing pink.

My head was spinning from the erotic visual assault and it seemed difficult to breathe. "I'm not a nice boy," I croaked. "I'm a bad boy who gets off on the nasty things you do."

"Good," Karen and Linda answered in unison.




Tell Me About Dick Ch. 05



"I hate nice boys," Karen said.

"I love bad boys," Linda said at the same time.

"Okay, bad boy," Karen continued. "You've got two cheap sluts with swollen nipples and open wet pussies. Those cunts have spent the night being girl-licked, fingered and dildo-fucked. They haven't felt a male tongue or a real cock yet. Come do something about that."

So I did something about it. Alternating between the two women, I French kissed them thoroughly, licked their breasts and sucked their nipples. I went down on Karen while Linda sucked my cock. Then I ate Linda out while Karen sucked me. 

I made the girls bend over the bed and fucked them from behind, moving from pussy to pussy at random until they were both screaming with combined ecstasy and frustration as I pushed them nearly to climax while denying them release. 

Then I had them lie side by side on the bed and made love to them in a more conventional way, dividing my erotic attention evenly between them and slowly bringing them to orgasm. 

I was moving off Karen when Linda surprised me by sticking her butt up in the air. "Put it in my ass," she commanded, pointing to a tube of lube on the nightstand. As I lovingly greased her anus, it was obvious that she was ready for me. 

I'd never screwed a woman in the ass. I found the prospect incredibly exciting, especially considering the boner I always got just by being in the same room with Linda. 

Linda worked a vibrator inside her pussy while I butt-fucked her. Karen stared in fascination at my plunging penis and our thrashing bodies as Linda climbed from orgasm to orgasm. Linda finally collapsed on the bed, totally spent. To my surprise, I still hadn't come.

Karen licked her lips. "Mike, I've never been fucked in the ass," she announced, "but I want you to do it to me now." In honor of her virgin status, I spent a long time preparing Karen. "It doesn't hurt at all," she marveled as I finally slid into her. 

I fucked Karen in modified missionary position. I got on my back and she bounced on my dick. I fucked her wheelbarrow style. Between my cock in her ass and the vibrator in her pussy, she came numerous times. I didn't come, although I was trying. I suspected that my earlier orgasms had finished me for the night. 

Linda had been lying beside us on the bed, watching intently. She suddenly got up and moved out of sight. I was fucking Karen doggy style when Linda got onto the bed behind me. I felt the sudden pressure of a greased cock head opening my anus. I glanced at the big wall mirror beside the bed. Linda had strapped on a big cock and balls dildo and was sticking it into me. 

The fuck train ran for several minutes. Karen had the vibrator in her cunt and my cock up her butt. Linda was thrusting the dildo into my asshole, slapping her pelvis and artificial balls against my buttocks. I finally screamed and pumped hot cream up Karen's ass.

I collapsed in the middle of the bed, between Karen and Linda. I fell asleep with their bodies pressing against mine. 

When I woke up on Saturday morning, it was still dark. I was lying on my side. There was only one woman in bed. She was curled against me, pressing her back against my chest and rubbing her buttocks against my erect penis. "Fuck my ass," she whispered almost inaudibly as she rolled onto her stomach. 

The lubricant was still on the nightstand. I squeezed a big blob into the palm of my hand and lubricated my stiff penis. She purred with satisfaction as I slid an oily finger up her ass. "Yeah! . . . Fuck!!" she whispered when I inserted a second finger. "Cock now!!" she demanded after I'd finger-fucked her asshole for a few moments. 

"This has to be Linda," I thought as my cock slid up her asshole. Karen couldn't be taking me this easily. It had taken a long time to relax her last night. Linda began pushing back, gripping my penis with her anal muscles and working her tight hot butt, demanding that I fuck her harder and faster. She was screaming and cumming as I shot my load up her ass. 

Linda lay gasping beneath me. My penis slipped out, leaving a slick trail on her buttocks. I kissed her neck, shoulders, back, buttocks, knees . . . She rolled over and I took her in my arms. We kissed tenderly as she guided my hands over her full figure. I was dreamily kneading her spectacularly swollen nipples when I realized her breasts were bigger than Linda's. "Karen? I didn't expect to be alone with you."

"Slut man, you'll fuck any hole in the dark!" Karen's tone was severe. A second later, she giggled and pulled my face down to hers for a long intense kiss. "Linda's letting me have you for the day. We didn't think you'd mind."

Karen and I climbed into the shower and soaped each others' bodies. We made out for a long time in the warm mist. I sank to my knees and ate her to climax. "I hope you didn't mind my beard stubble between your thighs," I said as I was holding her afterward. 

"I liked it," Karen answered. "Please don't shave today. When I'm with a man, I want him to be a man all the way. The sandpaper beard gets me off." Her hand had curled around my rigid penis . She was slowly stroking my shaft and running gentle fingertips over my head. Her other hand was caressing my balls. "It all gets me off. All the man things," she purred as she sank to her knees and took my cock in her mouth. 

She sucked me until my balls tightened and my cock throbbed. As I hovered on the brink of orgasm, she stuck a finger up my asshole. Even that wasn't enough. "Sorry Babe," I said as I reluctantly pulled away. "It's just too soon." 

"That's all right," Karen said as she turned the shower off. "You're my toy for the day and you're going to get lots of chances."

"Do I need to call you 'Mistress?'" I asked as I began drying her back. 

"I don't usually play that," Karen answered, "but I get into moods. Linda said you were good at playing along. She was right!" We finished drying each other off and she combed her hair in the mirror. 

Karen walked out of the bathroom, working her hips and butt. My cock (not always hard, despite what Linda claims) stiffened at the sight. Karen paused in the hall and looked back. "I'm still walking funny from those ass-fuckings you gave me," she said. 

"I like the way you're walking," I answered, patting her butt. 

She opened the curtains, filling the room with bright light. When she turned to face me, she was glaring. "You brutally fucked my virgin ass," she said coldly. "Twice. I'm still feeling the effects. You must be punished!" 

"Karen . . . "

"Call me 'Ma'am!'" she snapped, pulling a tangle of leather and metal from a drawer. "Help me get dressed." I fastened her into the chest harness; black leather strips in triangles around her breasts, heavy chrome chains suspended between the sides of the triangles, more chrome chains around her back and dangling over her ribs. 

"Get on the bed, on your back," she ordered when the harness was in place. I scrambled to comply.

Karen pulled the strap-on from the nightstand drawer. I watched her replace the 8" by 2" dildo Linda had used last night with a much longer and thicker one. There was a smaller dildo on the harness, facing inward. Karen looked at it thoughtfully, then reached down to feel between her legs. 

She climbed onto the bed, straddling me with her crotch pressing against my face. "Get my cunt wet," she commanded. 

"Yes Ma'am!" I pulled her open and thrust my tongue directly into her pussy. She was already hot and moist. Her juices were flowing freely after a few seconds of tongue-fucking and I sucked them greedily. 

"Good boy," Karen said, lifting her groin away from my face, but still kneeling over my chest. "I know you like my hot juicy snatch, so I'm going to let you put something up it." 

"Thank you, Ma'am!" I replied as she handed me the harness. It took a moment to untangle the leather straps and position the vaginal probe. Karen gasped as I slid it smoothly into her pussy. It took a few more moments to fasten the straps. Then Karen was kneeling over me, thoughtfully stroking her immense erection. 

After a moment, Karen stood up. "Now, fold your knees against your chest. Lift your ass," she commanded. She lubricated two fingers. I gasped and my cock jerked as she thrust her fingers into my asshole. "Does that hurt?" she asked, twisting her fingers. "No, it doesn't look like it. Don't cum too fast, Boy. You're my ass-pony and I'm going to ride you for a long time."

She squeezed more lubricant into the palm of her hand, then stroked the dildo, coating it carefully. "My ass-pony better be ready," she growled, positioning the dildo's head between my buttocks. An instant later, the pressure on my asshole was building, opening it wider than ever before. Karen worked her huge cock in and out slowly, giving me a chance to adjust to its length and girth. 

Finally she was fucking me vigorously. Every thrust felt like an orgasm as her thick head battered my prostate. The vaginal probe was fucking her as she moved, triggering an almost endless series of mini-orgasms. "I'm fucking . . . Fuck Ass-Pony Fuck!" she screamed over and over, ramming me mercilessly as she came. She collapsed onto my chest, gasping for breath and looking dazed. 

I flipped Karen onto her back, unfastened the strap-on and threw it to the floor. Her swollen nipples protruded through the lengths of chain on her chest harness. I sucked and bit them until she was thrashing on the bed. I forced her legs open. Her crotch was slick and shiny with her juices. Her pussy was bright red and she was almost unbelievably hot and tight. 

"Fuck my cunt, Ass-Pony, Fuck Me!" she gasped as her vaginal muscles clamped my plunging rod. "Give me your stuff . . . please! . . . I'm cummmiiinnnggg!!" I continued fucking through her orgasm, slipping my rock-hard cock out of her pussy after she'd spent herself. There was a vibrator on the nightstand. I switched it on and slipped it into Karen's hungry snatch. 

I pressed my pussy juice-lubricated cock between her buttocks. "Fuck Yeah Boy!" she cried. "Make me your Ass-Pony! . . . OOOhhh! Yessssss!! . . ." My cock slammed into her ass. "Yeah! . . . Fuck!" Karen gasped in time with my thrusts. She was soon screaming, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck Ass!" and rolling into another orgasm. Her thrashing pushed me over. "Hot . . . Spray . . . Cum . . . Butt-Fuck . . . Yeah!" she screamed as I flooded her asshole. "So good," she finally whispered. "I love getting my ass fucked!" 

After removing her chest harness, I held Karen until she fell asleep in my arms. I lay watching her bathed in the golden glow of the morning sun for a long time before drifting off. 

The sun was high in the sky when we woke up, both famished. We ordered breakfast from room service. "I'll get the door," Karen said. I was still naked. She was wearing a filmy negligee. Its neckline plunged to her waist in a wide vee. The skirt ended just below her crotch and she wasn't wearing panties. Her nipples and areola were visible through the sheer fabric. "Yeah, I'm wearing this. It'll give the waiter a thrill."

"He got a hard-on the second I opened the door," Karen was saying between bites of bacon and egg. "I bent over once and I thought his pants were going to split. I'm pretty sure he came in his shorts when I kissed his cheek."

"What if a girl had delivered the food?"

Karen smiled wickedly. "That would have been even better."

We spent the rest of the day alternating between talking and making love. I came once more, after slow-fucking Karen for an hour, driving her to orgasm after orgasm. "You're really great, she said. "I think you've spoiled me for girls."

"That's flattering. For how long?"

"At least another hour," she giggled. "Until Linda gets here."

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Hi, it's Linda. I just can't leave Mike alone, even when he's writing. He's my man, my lover and now my husband-to-be. He showed me the story and got me all hot. Then he pulled out the ring. I tried to put it on his cock, but it wouldn't fit. It goes on my finger just fine, though. 

"Oh Mike!" I screamed. We were two minutes into our engagement celebration. Mike was still sitting in the office chair at the computer. I was standing in front of him. My "Look, No Bra!" blouse was open and I was squeezing my nipples. Mike's head was under my skirt. He'd pulled my thong to the side and stuck his tongue up my pussy. "God!" I screamed again, grabbing Mike's shoulders to steady myself. "I'm . . . CUMMMMMING!!!"

My head was still spinning while Mike carried me into the bedroom. He lay me on the bed, still dressed, and fucked me. I came again while he was shooting inside me. 

We started planning the wedding, the sexy part, not flowers and invitations. A tasteful bachelorette party with my girlfriends, of course. Something raunchy and male for Mike. A post-wedding orgy with a very small guest list. Maria would join in, but her husband wouldn't. Janna, like everyone, had the hots for Mike. Her married lovers Jeff and Leslie were swingers. Virginia would come (and cum . . .) and she'd get her boyfriend to join in. 

"We'll fuck our brains out with our friends, then go collapse for two days," I was concluding. "When we wake up, we'll be alone . . . Nasty Little Girl and The World's Most Beautiful Dick." We were lying on the bed side-by-side, naked, holding hands. I rolled over and grabbed Mike's erect penis. He'd been soft until we'd started planning the orgy. 

"I love this dick," I said after kissing the head gently. I was getting wet as I ran my fingers over his silky-smooth flesh. "I love it soft. I love seeing and feeling it swell. It's always beautiful. It's so incredibly beautiful hard. And the pre-cum running over the head . . . MMMMmmmm! So tasty! So good to lick up and down your shaft . . . your balls . . . sweet beautiful bare balls. 

I took Mike's cock in my mouth and tongue-lashed his cum slit, sucked his head, stroked his shaft and squeezed his balls until he was throbbing and ready to explode. I wanted him to shoot in my mouth, but backed off. I had more plans for the night. 

"Yeah Mike, suck my tits! My nipples . . . so hard! So good! Your mouth on my breasts and your hard cock rubbing my belly! Oh yeah! Go down. Eat me! . . . OOoouuuuutt! . . . Yeah! Suck my clit! Oh! Oh . . . finger - f . . . u . . . c . . . k . . . Oh God! Oh God! Oh God, I'm cumming!" 

"Cock . . . Spread my legs . . . please. Slide it in now. I love opening for you, feeling the pressure of your cock on my pussy walls . . ."

"Wait! I want to look at it. Your cock is such a perfect size and shape! It's straight and stately as a Greek column, hard as marble yet warm and silky. The complex network of veins under the surface is bulging. Your gracefully rounded head is the same diameter as your shaft. The groove between your head and shaft is really deep and pronounced. A perfect fucking cock!"

"Oh! What a wonderful cock! It fills my cunt so perfectly! Moves in perfect time with me! Makes me cum again and again!"

Mike was ramming me hard, pushing me toward an even stronger orgasm. His balls had tightened and his cock was throbbing. "Spraying in my cunt!" I screamed. "Thick hot juice splashing my pussy walls . . . ramming and spraying! . . . pulling back to do it again . . . and again!" I was cumming again, my convulsing muscles sucking Mike's sperm-laden juice into my uterus. We'd already decided to have a baby and I'd been off birth control for two months. Somehow, I knew this was the time. 

As we lay together, spent, I whispered, "And the best thing . . . it belongs to the man I love!"

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Copyright (c) 2005 by Ken James

All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people is coincidental.

This story depicts a world in which AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases are non-existent. In the real world, please practice safe sex.

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Many thanks to Wayde for his constant love and support.