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A Private Show

By: secret_admirer72116



"What an awesome ass," I thought as I gazed at the naked man that was wiping up the floor in front of me. He was kind enough to wipe up the cum he had just deposited on my floor, having just masturbated for me. 

See, I had been perusing the Craigslist ads under M4W when I came across this interesting ad, "Let Me Show Off For You."

Being the closet voyeur that I am I was instantly interested. I find it fun reading the ads in CL. I'm sure most ads are fake, or at least an attempt to get some sort of a dialog going with the opposite sex. I read the ads only. I never respond to them. Except for this one.

And here I am with a naked man in my house, him on his knees, facing away from me, watching that magnificent ass with his balls peeking through between his legs, and his long cock bouncing as he cleaned up his mess.

What made me answer this ad? Well, for one thing he had a nice picture of his body, not naked, but you could tell he had a great body. No face because he was being discrete.

"I have an exhibitionism fantasy to strip for a woman or group of women. I would like to try this at least once in my life. I just want to show off. I will not touch you and I don't expect the woman or women to show me anything. I have recently been exposed to CFNM (Clothed Female, Naked Male) and I find it highly erotic. I am not a professional stripper. I am also not interested in the sick humiliation techniques that are sometimes portrayed. I will not touch you and you will not touch me. It is all for show."

So I wrote him. With fear and trembling. "This is a very interesting ad. I'm not sure it is real but I would be open to talk with you."

This started a dialog. He was very polite and it was obvious that he was also nervous. As was I. We talked though email for a few days and we got more comfortable with each other, often joking about what would happen, but also getting serious about actually doing this.

He shared that he had a few responses but he felt most comfortable with me. One response wanted him to strip at a hen party and let the women touch and stroke and make him cum. He said that scared him. 

I asked him if he would masturbate for me. It took him a couple of days to answer me and I thought I had blown it, that I had gone too far. 

Finally he answered. "Yes." That's all he said.

I wrote back and apologized for asking. I told him it would be OK if he didn't. He wrote back and said "I want to."

This was getting serious. We were getting serious. He asked for a picture of me. Now this time it was my turn to wait and think about doing this. 

He wrote me the next day and told me he realized that it was unfair for him to ask for a picture but he also sent me a face picture of himself. He was CUTE! I had seen his body picture but his face picture put the whole person together. I looked like a nice guy. Not an ax murderer. 

So I sent him a picture of me. He wrote back immediately and told me how cute I was. Now, I'm no beauty but I would take cute. I'm five foot four and 110 pounds. He said he was six foot and 150. He told me he was 28 years old, and I replied back that I was 24. 

That seemed to break the ice. He asked me if he could call me. I wanted to hear if he sounded like an ax murderer so I gave him my number.

When he called I had his name. Jim Harden. I didn't tell him that his name came up on my phone but when I answered he told me his name was Jim. So that checked out. I told him I was Hanna.

And he sounded nice. Real nice. And we seemed to really hit it off. We didn't talk about him stripping for me. We talked about our lives and work and normal stuff. 

While I was talking to him I was also on the Internet checking out "Jim Harden". It turned out he was an architect and in a little bit, without me prompting him, he told me just that. Another good sign.

We had a great conversation and at the end he asked me if he could call me again. I immediately said yes.

I liked this guy. And now I was excited about him stripping for me. So I sent him an email. "When and where would you want to do this?"

He responded; "You could come over here, or I could come to you, or I could rent a hotel room. Whatever would make you comfortable."

I was already comfortable with him. But I couldn't believe that I was setting up a time for a guy to strip naked for me and possibly masturbate for me. This was so strange.

I wasn't comfortable about going to his turf. And the idea of him having to rent to hotel room for him to strip for ME, just didn't seem right. 

"Let's do it at my place. I have neighbors on either side of my apartment who will come in a jiffy if I scream (smiley face)."

"OK, when?"

"Friday, 7:00?"

"I'll be there, with bells on."

"Don't worry about the bells. It would just be something else you'd need to take off." I couldn't believe I was talking like this to a man I would eventually see stark naked. But I was.

See, while I liked to read the ads on CL, and, OK, I'll admit it, I...sometimes watch porn on the Internet, I have never been with a guy. Yes, I masturbate...sometimes, but overall, I am very shy. And here I am setting up a date with a guy who is going to strip for me. I was nervous, excited, unsure if I could or should do this. He promised no touching...and I believed him. So I guess it's time to live dangerously.

So it was now Wednesday. Two more days until he came here. I didn't sleep too well that night. All kinds of thoughts were going through my head. How do you entertain a naked man? What do you wear when a guy was going to strip for you? 

I figured I would get a little wine in case he needed courage. And possibly a cheese tray. To keep his strength up? How crazy is all this?

Friday morning I shaved my legs. Why? I wasn't planning on him seeing ME naked. But I did. Which prompted me to wear a skirt. Maybe he's a leg man and that would help him.

7:00 came and I got a text from him "I'm here." I had told the complex I lived in but not the apartment I lived in. Just in case. I peeked out the window and saw his Honda Accord. The coast looked clear. I texted him my apartment number.

In a couple of minutes my doorbell rang. My heart was racing. I took a deep breath and opened the door. There he was. Handsome! He was wearing a tie and jacket. He looked nervous also.

"Hi, I'm Jim."

"I sure hope so," I laughed. "And I'm Hanna. Come on in."

What's the protocol for a meeting where the guy was going to end up naked? I led him into my living room. "I have some wine. Would you like some?"

He laughed. "Yeah, I think that would be perfect. I'm pretty nervous."

"So am I."

I poured some wine and offered him a seat. I had placed a straight-backed chair across from my couch and had moved my coffee table off to the side. I didn't rightly know how you set up a room for a striptease but this seemed OK.

We talked for a bit and it was obvious that we were both worried about what was going to happen next. In a bit he said "OK, how do you want to do this?"

"This is your show. You tell me."

He pointed to my stereo. "Do you mind if I use this?"

I nodded. I was so nervous I was afraid my voice would crack. This is actually going to happen, I thought.

He pulled a CD out of his coat and walked over to my stereo. He put his CD in my player and hit play and adjusted the volume. Some nice soft jazz.

He turned to me took off his shoes, then his socks. Then he took off his coat and laid it over the chair. He started to sway with the music and untied his tie and slipped it off. Did I say he was handsome? Oh, he was. He filled out his pants nicely. Was there a bulge beginning in his pants? I felt my pussy getting wet.

The things that go through your mind when you're watching a guy strip. I don't even know if this guy has a big wiener or a tiny wiener. Right now it looks promising.

He danced for me a bit. He was a good dancer. He looked comfortable. Except his face still had the look of nervousness.

He reached for his belt, looking me in the eye as he unbuckled it. I crossed my legs, wondering if I was making a wet spot on my couch.

He pulled his belt out of his pants and ran it between his legs. Is that what a stripper normally does, I thought? Yes, there was definitely a bulge, and it was getting bigger. He was seeming to enjoy himself. I certainly was. I guess his fantasy was coming true. I didn't know that I had a fantasy of watching a guy strip for me, but I guess I did. I was breathing very heavy.

He dropped the belt and reached for the top button of his shirt. He slowly unbuttoned it, slowly turning around as his hands loosened each button. When he had his back to me he looked at me over his shoulder and opened it wide.

No! Turn around! Let me see! 

He pulled the shirt from his pants and slipped the shirt off, spinning it...like a stripper. And he slowly turned around. He didn't have a six-pack, but maybe a four-pack. He had a nice chest and a nice belly.

As he danced his hands quickly went to the top button on his pants. Here it goes. He's going to do it!

He unbuttoned the button and lowered his zipper. Red underwear! He turned around and began to lower his pants. Yes, he had a nice ass, covered in red silk briefs.

He let his pants drop to the floor and stepped out of them. The only thing he had on was his red silk briefs. Is this as far as he goes? I hope not.

Turn around, turn around, I wished. He did. And he definitely had a bulge and he didn't have a tiny wiener. He danced over to me, standing right in front of me, seemingly enjoying the look of lust on my face. He came right to my legs and I uncrossed them and spread my legs, wishing he'd get closer. He did.

I leaned forward. He stepped back.

"No touching, I remember," I reiterated. He stepped closer again. I leaned forward an inch from his bulge. I breathed in, taking in the musty smell of...of his cock.

I looked up at him. I smiled. He smiled back. 

He stepped back and brought his hands down his side, over his belly and used both of his hands to rub his cock through is briefs. There was a wet spot on his red silk briefs. He's as excited as I am. I KNEW my pussy was making a wet spot on my panties and my couch.

He slipped his hands inside his briefs and I could tell he was rubbing his bare cock. I watched. My breathing was very heavy. So was his.

I looked up at him. He gave a questioning look. I knew what he meant, and I knew what I wanted. I nodded my head.

He put his hands on the waistband of his briefs and turned around, lowering them over his ass cheeks. He's doing it! And he has such a nice ass!

When his briefs were no longer covering his ass he turned back around. He pulled the front of his briefs out and stepped forward. I leaned forward and I looked down his briefs to the head of his cock. It was shaped like a mushroom...and purple. It was beautiful.

He stepped back and lower his briefs to the floor, kicked them up and caught them and handed them to me. I moved them to my nose as I took in his naked body.

His cock and crotch were free from any hair. He had shaved himself completely and it was beautiful. His cock was hard as a rock, slightly curved up near his belly button. I could see the veins going up his cock. It was not huge, but it was more that most I had seen on the Internet. I wanted to measure it but I couldn't touch him. I would think easily, seven inches. And quite thick.

"You're beautiful!"

He smiled. "I would prefer handsome," he said.

"No, with clothes on, you're handsome. Naked you're beautiful!"

He smiled. "I'm glad you like me."

He walked around my living room, showing me his body. His cock bounced! That was so cool. And his ass. I already told you it was magnificent. I loved watching his ass cheeks flex and he walked. What did I like most? His ass? His cock? My answer is yes. Both. All of him. He WAS beautiful. And he seemed to be really enjoying me watching him. 

He came back to me, standing between my legs again, letting me really see his cock. I had never examined a cock up close and personal like that, but he seemed to want me to, so I did. No, I couldn't touch, but I could get really close. And I did, smelling that cock smell, that arousal, and he WAS aroused. 

Then he turned around and let me examine his ass. What an ass. So strong, so...perfect. I wanted him to stay in my apartment and just...be naked, so I could look at him all the time.

He walked away from me, circled the chair and then sat down on it. He spread his legs so I had a great view of his cock.

"Come closer," I said. He scooted the chair close so our knees were almost touching. His right hand went to his balls, lifted them up, almost presenting them to me. His left hand went around his cock and he began stroking. 

My eyes got big. "You asked if I would masturbate for you and I told you yes. Would you rather I didn't?"

I shook my head. "I mean yes! I would love for you to masturbate for me."

"What if I make a mess?"

"Then you'll have to clean it up," I smiled. "It's a wood floor. It will clean up."

He smiled and continued to stroke. His right hand rolled his balls. He leaned back and I could see his ass cheeks. 

"I would like this to last a while, if you don't mind."

"I don't mind," I answered. This was really interesting. I had never watched a guy masturbate. And here was a stranger, I guy I just met, what? Thirty minutes ago, stark naked, legs spread, stroking his cock. I was squirming. I was SO hot. I wanted to pull up my skirt and rub my soaked panties. But I couldn't...could I?

I didn't, I just watched. From his cock, to his face. Watching him roll his balls, taking in his ass cheeks. He was beginning to breathe very heavy. He was looking right at me, watching me watch him. He had a slight smile on his face.

"Oh, Hanna. This feels so good. I'm gonna cum if I keep this up. Do want me to cum?"

I could just nod. Yes, I wanted him to cum. I'd never seen a guy cum. I wanted to see him cum.

"I haven't masturbated for three days. I hope I can give you a good show."

His hand was going faster and faster. The head of this cock was getting bigger and bigger. The veins on his cock were more prominent. His balls were pulling in. I think he's getting ready to cum!

"O Hanna! I'm gonna cum!" 

I wanted to get right in front of him and take his cock in my mouth. But I couldn't. We'd set the rules.

I watched his face. He was really concentrating. He almost had a look of agony. I'd heard the term beautiful agony. The look at the moment of orgasm. That's what I was seeing. He was going to cum for me.

And then he did. He lifted his ass off the chair and a big rope of cum shot out of his cock. It must have gone two feet in the air and landed on his legs. Then another. His ass had come back down to the chair and this rope landed at my feet. 

He kept stroking and he kept cumming until all he had left was a trickle coming out of his cock. I was the most amazing thing I ever witnessed.

I watched as he settled back down. He finally opened his eyes and looked at me and smiled.

"Wow!" I said.

"Wow indeed. That was the best orgasm I've ever experienced. And you watching me made all the better."

I smiled. What do you say to a naked man who just came all over your floor?

"Oh, I made a mess. Where can I find a towel to clean this up?"

"Kitchen." I watched him as he walked to my kitchen, that magnificent ass, slightly flushed, that wonderful cock bouncing along as it was shrinking. The view of him walking back was just as good, his cock swinging back and forth, him getting on his hands and knees in front of me, displaying that magnificent ass, with his balls peeking between his legs. A little peek at his asshole. Mmmmmm. What an experience. I want to run to my bathroom and masturbate until I came also. Would he want to watch? Oh, I could never do that...could I?

A Private Show Ch. 01



"Grab me another drink on your way back!" I called out to Sara as she was walking into the kitchen. It was a Saturday night and after having plans to go out, Sara had decided at the last minute that she felt like staying in. So instead of having drinks at a bar we were drinking in our living room...not the worst night in the world when you're with someone as hot as Sara. 

As Sara walked back into the room carrying two drinks I admired her body. At thirty-two she's more attractive than most twenty-two year olds and she's got the experience to compliment her beauty. She was wearing a short black dress made of very thin material that hugged her 5'7" frame. The front was cut low enough to reveal a modest amount of her olive 34C breasts and the back was cut very low, only a few inches above her beautiful ass. She usually wore her long black hair pulled back but tonight she had worn it down.

As she handed me my drink she sat down on the couch next to me. She snuggled into my neck and started to lightly kiss me while I could feel her breath on my neck. She whispered into my ear, "I feel guilty that we stayed in tonight because of me. I know you were looking forward to going out." As she was saying this I could feel her hand start to lightly rub my chest and I felt her start to unbutton the top button of my shirt. 

"I think you deserve a reward..just a little compensation for putting up with me. I know I can be pretty bossy at times. But I think that deep down inside, you like it a little bit." With a twist of her fingers I felt another button come undone.

I couldn't argue with her. I have a fairly aggressive personality and I'm definitely very competitive. But something about a beautiful, strong-willed woman being in a dominant position over me doesn't bother me...in fact, it definitely turns me on. 

Sara finished unbuttoning my shirt and gently ran her fingers over my chest and abdomen. Her fingernails brought faint chills along my spine. She moved her hand down to my jeans, unbuttoned and unzipped them. I felt her hand reach into my boxers and her fingers wrapped around the base of my cock. 

"I want you to lay here and let me be in control tonight. Just follow my instructions. How does that sound?" As she was saying this she started to very slowly move her grip up my cock, beginning to slowly stroke it.

"Your wish is my command. So far I'm not complaining." I said with a grin. She looked over into my eyes and I saw a very devilish look in them as she slowly grinned. Without saying anything else she started to pull up and outwards on my jeans and I stood up from the couch. She stood up behind me and slowly took off my shirt and let it drop to the floor. Her hands reached around my waist and she hooked her fingers into my boxers. She was very careful to avoid any contact with my cock as it sprang up as she lowered my jeans and boxers. She had me step out of them and I was completely naked.

Sara walked around to stand in front of me. Her grin had only gotten bigger as she put her hand on my chest and pushed me to slouch back onto the couch, my arms stretched out across the back. She reached down and spread my knees apart, my cock jutting out over my abdomen and my balls hanging down. She stepped in between my legs and looked down at me. Her nipples were rock hard and clearly visible through the material of her skirt. The feeling of her dominating me, being in control, standing over me, had me incredibly turned on. 

She slowly lowered down to her knees and brought her lips down to my cock. I watched as she gently kissed the head of my cock and licked the pre-cum from its tip. She brought her tongue out and slowly licked down the entire length of my cock, gently kissing it as she made her way back up. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the sensation as she continued, slowly and gently. 

After a few minutes, unbelievably I heard our doorbell ring. "Dammit, who is possibly at our door at 10PM on a Saturday night?" The night was turning out far, far better than any night at a bar could and the last thing I wanted was some random interruption. 

Sara stood up and said, "Don't worry, stay here and I'll get it. Don't move." Normally I would've been the one to go to the door but with the current state of affairs there wasn't much of a choice. She put her fingers over my eyes and I closed them. I heard her heels click on the wood floor as she was walking out to get the door. She said, "Don't forget, I'm in control tonight. Stay right there." 

I relaxed and followed her instructions: don't move. I could feel the light moisture from her lips and tongue on my cock. As I thought about her, about her tongue, her breasts, her ass, her pussy, my cock twitched...I couldn't wait for her to get back. 

The front door is a few rooms away from the living room, far enough that I couldn't clearly hear what she was doing. I heard the front door open and then shut. I then heard footsteps coming back towards the living room...but they definitely weren't only Sara's. 

I flicked my eyes open and saw Sara walk back into the room with three of her friends behind her. I had met them before and we had all gone out numerous times. Jessica, Sasha and Giselle were all friends of Sara's that she's known for years, all as equally attractive as Sara and intelligent. They were all dressed like Sara, as if they were going out to a bar or a club. Each one of them was looking up and down my toned body with special attention paid to my exposed, completely erect cock. I was in such complete surprise that I didn't even move, I just stayed exactly where I was. I felt my erection get even harder than it had already been and my cock twitched again.

"I think I forgot to mention that I had invited some friends over tonight. They're going to stay for a little while but I don't think that changes our plans for the evening." Sara gestured and her friends sat down on a couch that is across the room from the couch I was sitting on, directly facing me. Sara sat down on an ottoman to the right of the couch her friends were sitting on, looking at me.

I had no idea what to even say. We had never done anything even remotely close to this...sure, we'd had sex in some somewhat dangerous places, we'd left the curtains open a few times, et cetera but nothing like this. 

I saw Giselle lick her lips slightly. Sara leaned forward and said, "I want you to reach down and wrap your fingers around that delicious cock." After she said that, each of the girls smiled a bit.

I didn't really think about it, I just moved my hand down and did exactly what she said. "Now, start to slowly jack yourself off. I want you to start at the base and use every bit of your cock." I started to move my hand up and down, feeling each stroke. My cock was rock hard and my balls were drawn tight. After a few strokes I looked up at Sara's friends. Each one was starting to get flushed and they each had a serious look of hunger. I saw that Jessica had spread her legs slightly, hiked up her skirt and had her fingers slowly moving inside her panties. 

"Tighten your grip. I want to see you really stroke that cock." I felt my grip tighten and I could see the head of my cock grow even larger and darker. I began to move my hand faster, following her instructions and going from the tip to the base and back. I leaned further back and spread my legs farther apart. I could feel my buttocks tighten and I started to thrust slightly against my grip. I closed my eyes and just focused on the sensation, starting to lose any sense of self-control. I was following Sara's guide, pleasing her while I was pleasing myself.

"Good...good. Keep that up, don't slow down." I heard a slight hitch in her voice and opened my eyes. All of the women were masturbating now, each one stroking themselves. I noticed that Sasha didn't have any panties and I could clearly see her finger slowly working in and out of her pussy. Sara was moving her index finger around in slow circles on her clitoris, her chest starting to move slightly and her nipples clearly defined through her dress.

I quickened my pace, the muscles in my legs and abdomen tight. My cock was swollen and pre-cum covered the head. "Take your other hand and grab your balls. Massage them, roll them around in your hand." I did as she said. I could feel the tightness within them, ready to explode. I completely lifted my buttocks off the couch, only my thighs and my shoulders touching the couch, flexing my torso in time with my strokes. I could feel my ass drawn tight, sweat starting to roll down my chest. My balls were sweaty, moist in my hand. I closed my eyes again.

"Harder, harder! I want to see you explode, I want to see the cum flow out of your cock, see your balls pulse, see it drip through your fingers. Cum for me!" Sara's voice had tension in it, expectation, command. I moved my hand as hard and as fast as I could. I began to feel my climax build, began to feel the cum gather. I completely tensed my entire body, my balls tight in my hand, my ass clenched tight, my thighs flexed, and I felt the climax gather in the base of my cock.

I let out a low grown as I felt the cum explode out of my cock. I felt a stream of hot liquid land on my chest and abdomen. I kept stroking and more streams flew onto me. I massaged my balls, urging out more and more cum. Finally I felt the last streams drip out of the head of my cock and onto my hand. 

I slowly lowered myself back onto the couch, relaxing my body, breathing heavily. My cock twitched as I let go of it, my balls starting to still. I opened my eyes and saw that each woman was still slowly masturbating, each of them flushed with climax. Sara was still sitting on the ottoman, legs wide open and leaning forward. I could feel the cum slowly dripping down my chest and on my fingers. Sweat was rolling down my back and I could feel it slowly dripping over my anus.

"That was an excellent performance...I know that you enjoyed it just as much as we did." Sara put a finger in her mouth and slowly licked it. Each of her friends were rearranging their clothes and straightening themselves out.

"We're all looking forward to the next show." 



A Private Show Continues



So I'm watching a magnificent ass as he cleans up the mess he made on my floor after he masturbated for me.

I had met Jim about 45 minutes ago. He had stripped naked for me, then masturbated and came for me. It was an awesome experience. 

I hope you've already read about that in "A Private Show." For an inexperienced girl like myself, it was the high point of my life. I didn't want it to end. I wonder if I could kidnap him and make him stay and...be naked for me all the time.

See, for some reason I answered a Craigslist ad that said "Let Me Show Off For You." I don't know why I answered it. Up to that point I had only read the ads and mostly laughed at them. But I answered this one and we began an email dialog and we seemed to hit it off. Emails progressed to exchanging pictures, he was handsome! Pictures progressed to a phone conversation. And how he's here, stark naked, cleaning up his mess.

When he finished cleaning up, he placed the towel on the chair he had used while masturbating and sat down, once again spreading his legs and showing off his wonderful cock, that had shrunk from his rock-hard state. But it still was pretty.

What do you say to a guy who just masturbated for you? "That was awesome," I said.

He smiled. "It was better for me." His hand went to his cock and he slowly stroked, almost absentmindedly. 

"You don't have to go if you'd like to stay," I said. "I have a cheese tray and more wine."

"I can stay. Would you like me to stay naked?"

"Oh yes! I would like that."

We sat and shared more wine and cheese. We talked about his job, my job, his fantasy, his cock, all the time he was stroking his cock. His cock was getting longer and harder again. It was beginning to get hard to concentrate on our conversation.

"Have you masturbated for a lot of girls?" I asked.

"No, believe it or not, you're my first." 

I smiled. "You're pretty good at it."

"Oh, I've masturbated many times dreaming about a time like this. But this was so much better," he smiled.

"I like watching you masturbate. It's making me very hot." I was squirming in my seat. "I don't think I could ever do that."

"Sure you could. With the right person."

"Am I the right person for you?"

He laughed. "I guess so. I mean I'm naked and masturbating for you. And as you can see I'm rock hard again. You are really turning me on."

"Why? I mean I have all my clothes on. I'm not showing anything but my legs."

"Yes, but you are squirming, and I know that I'm causing that squirming. Are you horny?"

"Oh yes," I blurted out. "I want to run to the bathroom and masturbate right now."

"Well, not yet, please. I think I can cum again if you want."

"Well, don't let me stop you. Feel free. I'll watch," I smiled.

He continued to masturbate. "When I put that ad on CL I wasn't sure what I would find. I could just imagine that some fat 60 year old woman answer. Or some dominant woman. Or someone who just wanted to have sex. Or someone who would find pleasure in humiliating me. I'm not so much into humiliation."

"So you wouldn't want sex?"

"Oh, I always would like sex, not that I get much of it. But this fantasy is about being naked with a clothed woman...or women. Maybe I'm compartmentalizing this but I just wanted to do what we're doing. Thank you for inviting me." He smiled.

"I should be thanking you."

And then things got quiet again and he stroked more earnestly. And I squirmed. I wanted to pull up my dress and rip off my panties and frig my clit. As he got closer I got hotter. I don't know what was coming over me. I wanted to rip off my clothes and join him. All of a sudden I wanted him to see ME naked. I wanted to cum. I wanted him to watch me cum.

But right now I could tell he was close. His hand was a blur and he was lifting his ass off the chair again. And he was making the face again. The cumface. 

And then he did. I couldn't believe that he could still have so much cum come out of his cock. I reached out and caught some in my hand and tasted it. I don't know what cum was supposed to taste like but it was good. It was salty!

I couldn't stand it. As he was coming down from his cum I stood up and dropped my skirt. I quickly unbuttoned my blouse and shrugged it off, reached behind me and unclasped my bra and ripped it off. Without thinking I stripped off my panties and sat back down on the couch and started rubbing my pussy.

He had a surprised look on his face...and a smile. I looked him in the eyes and a frigged my clit. I was so hot I knew I would cum quickly, and I did. 

The feeling started in my clit and went through my ass up my back and out the top of my head. I came SO hard, the best orgasm I've ever had.

I was not embarrassed at all. I was watching him look at my body. I spread my legs for him. I even opened my pussy. I wanted him to see all of me.

"Wow! I never expected that," he said.

"I don't know what came over me. No guy has ever seen me naked. And I'm not embarrassed at all. But I can't believe what I just did," I laughed.

"You were awesome, and you are beautiful!"

Now I was embarrassed. "You don't have to say that. I'm not all that."

"Don't say that. You have a nice body." He was stroking his cock again. And it was getting hard again. So I started stroking my clit and playing with my nipples.

"I love your tiny nipples. And your breasts are just perfect. Stand up. Let me see all of you."

And I did. I turned around so he could see my ass. "That is so nice." Honestly, I didn't know if a guy would like my body, but he seemed to like it. I was pleased, excited, embarrassed, and turned on.

I sat back down, spread my legs again and started masturbating with him again.

"I never intended for this to be a mutual masturbation party," he laughed.

"A what?"

"Mutual Masturbation. It's when two people masturbate together, like we are. Each turning the other on while we masturbate."

"Oh, is my body turning you on?"

He looked down at his cock. "What do you think? I've never cum three times in a row, but I think I can now."

"Do you think I can make you cum?" I asked.

"If you keep doing that, yes you will."

And so we got quiet again as we watched each other. His cock was so big and hard. My body was doing that to him. And my pussy was so wet. His body had been doing that to me ever since he started. 

Our breathing got heavier. Our stroking got more insistent. I knew I was getting close and I could see that he was also. I mean, I had already watched him cum twice so I knew this time what to expect.

"I'm going to cum again," I told him. 

"I am too. Cum with me, Hanna."

I was whimpering. It felt so good. I struggled to keep watching his cock. Then I closed my eyes, lifted my ass off the couch and came. I missed his cum, but I could hear him grunting. And when I finally opened my eyes, he had made another mess. I looked down and saw that I had also made a mess on my couch.

I just sat there, all splayed out, catching my breath. He was doing the same.

"That was good again," he said.

"Yes it was."

Then he pulled the towel out from under him and began to clean himself up. I got up and went to the kitchen and got another towel, knowing he was watching me. I wanted him to watch me. I wanted him to see my naked body. I did not want to get dressed again...ever.

I dried out my pussy and cleaned up my couch, knowing he was watching my ass just like I had watched his.

I felt so...sexy. I had never felt sexy before. But now I knew that guys could get turned on by my naked body.

We settled down and just looked at each other. We never touched that day. We just looked, watched. 

"I guess I better go," he finally said.

I didn't want him to go. "Ok," I said.

He started to get dressed. I stood and watched him. He was looking at my body. I wanted him to look. I turned so he could see all of me. And then he was dressed.

"This was fun. I'd like to do it again," he said.

"Me too." I walked him to the door.

Awkward. What do you say when you're ending a time like we just had? This time he was dressed and I was naked. Do we shake hands, what?

Well, he solved that. When I say we never touched, that was not entirely true. He took me in his arms and we kissed. It was electric. His hand wandered down to my ass and he squeezed it. My hand went to his crotch. It was hard again. And I squeezed.



A Private Show in a Public Place



Train journeys have a definite effect on my mood. At the start of the week I can kind of grin and bear the hassle and lack of comfort, but by the end of the week the journeys seem tortuous, making my work days stretch out impossibly long, feeling like I'm walking down a lone desert road and I'll never reach the end.

Friday night rush hour. Rush hour? Ha! The irony of using the word 'rush' at a time when the traffic is grid-locked in every direction and commuters stand like penned sheep, waiting for the mechanical monsters to appear. Like some apocalyptic entity they roar into being, feed on the throngs of people stood silently waiting their fate, before closing their mechanical mouths and sweeping their pray off into the darkness. 

After waiting for what seems longer than I've lived, I eventually fought my way onto the train, avoiding hurling abuse at the people around me. Why is it that common manners and patience disappear as soon as you're in a crowd? 

I shouldn't complain, I'm as bad as they are.

I managed somehow to grab the last seat available -- right at the very back. It's wasn't perfect, but at least it was a single seat, so I didn't have to make polite conversation with anyone. I thanked my luck that at least I'm seated with a view of the ensuing chaos that I knew would come. 

At the next station, amongst the hordes, a woman in her early thirties boarded. She stood out from the crowd, resplendent in glorious techni-colour, rendering all around her to dull, washed out sepia tones. She was beautiful, with blonde hair that cascaded down to just below her shoulders, her dark browns eyes set in, what seemed to me, an almost angelic face. God, she was amazing. 

The train continued to fill with people and she was pushed/walked further down the train towards me. It didn't take long until the air became stale and hot, so I dragged off my jacket to cool myself down. I noticed that at the same time the blonde (as I fondly remember her) was taking off her jacket. 

I gasped slightly as she revealed a short black dress underneath, stretching across her ample breasts, hugging her hips and resting on her golden brown thighs. She noticed me looking, so I managed a nervous smile and quickly looked away. My cock stirred slightly and all she had done was take her jacket off. 

"I should get out more," I thought.

Of course, the seed of curiosity was then sown, encouraged to grow by my libido, and it wasn't long before I was stealing glances again. Her calves were smooth and so shapely, not that non-existent shapeless look that those anorexic models have. The way she was stood made the dress hug her left thigh. 

"I bet she has amazing legs," I thought. "There's some lucky bastard out there!" 

I followed the dress up to the more than ample curve of her breasts and blessed my luck that at least I had something to admire on this hellish journey.

The train slowed to a stop at the next station, the next episode of this mobile circus. The blonde walked even closer to me, the dress showing her shapely hips and a promise of what was beneath. Her full breasts swayed gently, 

"Hmmm they look real," I thought with a touch of delight, not being one for fake. 

My eyes swept back to her legs, her hips, back to those magnificent breasts and...shit! She'd caught my eye again. I pretended to look out of the window at something I'd noticed, making a total fool of myself as the condensation made the station and waiting people nothing more than smears.

The train continued its journey and within minutes my attention was on the blonde again. My optical nerves had somehow become connected directly to my cock and, like the sharpest predator, my gaze was almost unerringly fixed back on my prey for as long as I dared, all thoughts directed at her. 

"God, she has amazing tits, look at that body, great fucking legs, oh man!" 

My hormones had taken me past the point of polite references. I'm not one for wearing underwear all the time and, this being one of those days, my cock was busily burrowing its way down my leg, already wet with precum. I slyly rubbed my hand slowly up and down the shaft, sneakily opening the fly on my pants to gently stroke it with one finger. 

The blonde again looked in my direction, this time for slightly longer. I cringed as she momentarily glanced at my crotch, fully expected a look of disgust or even a mouthed obscenity to be aimed in my direction. Instead, the ghost of a smile played across her full lips. 

"Hang on, is she teasing me?" I thought, equally wishing that she was. 

She shifted her footing and stood facing me, her legs slightly apart, making the dress cling to both thighs. 

The hunted had become the hunter, I the helpless prey. I gazed at the perfect, inverted V of her legs. She was a Goddess. She lightly placed a hand on her thigh and ran it up her leg to her waist, momentarily raising her dress a few inches. I was going to cum in my pants, right here on the train. I glanced at the small wet patch of precum on my leg, anyone who glanced could hardly miss my twitching cock pushing against the material. 

The blonde gazed innocently, but wickedly down at her voluptuous body, brushing non-existent dust from the material covering her tits, making them bounce slightly. As she did so, her nipples rose into view, stretching the black material into two twin points. I was convinced that my heart had relocated and was now firmly housed at the back of my mouth. She was teasing me. Fuck the lotto, I'd won the jackpot on this grotty train. Game, set and match to me. 

Stealing a quick look around the train I realised that no one had so much as flinched. It was a private show in a very public place. I tried to control my breathing, almost popping muscles in my groin to prevent myself cumming.

By the time that the next stop had gone by and, with the ever increasing number, forcing passengers to the back of the train, she was stood right next to me. I tried not to think that tight black dress was only 18 inches to my right. I tried to remember to breathe. 

The slight scent of her perfume drifted to me, a fresh but seductive smell. I couldn't resist -- I stole a glance, the glance becoming a gaze, admiring the way the dress hugged her thighs and hips. 

Up close, her figure was beyond belief. Then, in one breathtaking moment, she half turned to face the front of the train, so that she was sideways on to me. Again, ever so innocently, but full of eroticism, she placed a hand on her ass and brushed the material forward. The dress clung to her for a moment. I could see no panty line. 

"Oh God!" I moaned slightly louder than I meant to. 

I couldn't take my eyes off her, tracing her lovely smooth calves, up to her firm thighs and then gaze at that amazing, tantalizing ass. Upwards across her slender back, taking in the side view of her left breast.

She was watching me, looking at me steadily. 

"I'm sorry," I blurted out. "Erm, um..would you..would you like a seat?"

"No, that's ok," she replied in a soft voice. "I'm sure you'll enjoy the view much better from where you are"

With a mouth full of cotton wool I smiled politely and, with great effort, made myself look at the front of the train. Still no one had noticed our conversation. It almost seemed a set up, as if everyone on the train was in on this sexually charged deception, except me. 

After only what seems like a few seconds, I just had to look again and it took every effort and what felt like all my energy to stop myself going into orgasm. A pulse like a shockwave rippled along my shaft and my balls retracted. My mouth dropped open and my eyes widened. 

Her hand was now on her left lower back, her immaculate finger nails pointing downwards. Then steadily, oh so steadily, her fingers started to clutch her dress and slowly started to hitch it up. Like a curtain revealing a newly finished masterpiece, the material slowly drew back over her thighs. Immaculate, without fault, toned to perfection. Everything else disappeared, there was her and there was me and nothing else mattered. Time stood still. 

The dress continued its journey over her golden skin, It was now three inches from the top of her thighs and I had to forcibly stop myself screaming as her golden brown legs curved up to the left and right. The dress began its mouthwatering journey over her ass. 

She was wearing a tight, black thong, her ass so perfect and pert, unblemished, the cheeks almost symmetrical. My eyes feasted on her, taking in every detail, the perfect v of material emerging from between those two smooth domes of flesh, curving upwards and forwards round her hips. She moved so that her legs were more open, letting her ass cheeks drift slightly apart, showing her firm pussy clad in tight cotton. 

Without even considering where I was, I reached inside my now open fly and pulled out my hard, throbbing cock and began to stroke it.

Still no-one had noticed. I looked up at her gorgeous face, she shook her long blonde hair, making it cascade over her shoulders and her ass waggled just the slightest. I was dreaming, crap that was it, I was dreaming. But the noise of the train and the gentle murmur of conversation told me I wasn't. In that case I had definitely died and gone to heaven, that was it. My cock felt like granite, wet with precum and pulsing with life.

She turned slightly to right, then slowly bent forward, giving me every view of her ass possible in the enclosed space.

I saw my hand start to move, but couldn't stop myself. I looked at her again, she in return looking at my huge cock, smiling and nodding as if in approvement. She lowered one hand down, rubbing the head of my cock with one finger tip. Then, slowly, she lifted her hand to her mouth and sucked her finger. My hand, now totally detached from my body, reached out and stroked her ass. It was so warm and smooth, soft but firm. My other hand started to stroke my pounding cock harder. I gently squeezed her buttocks, feeling the material of the thong, pushing my fingers between her cheeks to feel it pressed up against her. 

She took a tiny step back, still no-one has noticed, my hand coming to rest on her thigh. Her ass was even closer. Another step, and another and my face was less than six inches away from her soft velvety skin. I could feel the heat radiating from her. A slight whimper escaped me.

Then, without warning, she took the last step and with a gentle thrust of her hips pushed her ass against my face. She gyrated herself slowly against me, as I feverishly licked and nipped her flesh with my teeth. My hand ran up in the inside of her thigh and I massaged her swollen pussy through her thong, gasping as shocks of pleasure ripped through me and furiously pounding my cock with the other. I didn't care if the whole train was watching now. It was the longest and shortest time of my life. 

My fingers slipped inside her thong and entered her warm wet pussy. My hips bucked uncontrollably as my cock final gave in the fight and emptied itself over my legs. My breath came in short gasps, my hands wrapping round her thighs, eager to bury my face between her ass cheeks and taste her. 

Before I could, she stepped away, pushing her dress down, turning to give me a heart-stopping smile. I put my fingers in my mouth, devolving into a semi-Neanderthal, licking her juices from my fingers and gasping, wide eyed, incapable of speech, with a patch of cum steadily seeping down my pants leg. 

In my delirium I remember very little of the next few minutes. Being so hot I thought I must be steaming, then looking round the train amazed that no one had seen our erotic show. The last thing was one last smile from her, before she pushed through the crowded train and disappeared from my life.

Whenever, I'm having a bad journey now, I always think back to my own brief encounter, drawing curious looks from anyone noticing the broad smile on my face.



A Private Showing



Holding this plump white ass by the hips I was watching my hard thick cock go easily into a wet juicy pussy. I was fucking her doggie style and we were both enjoying it. I could tell by the way she was moaning and wiggling her wide plump ass. She was so surprised when I told her I had already fucked her pussy doggie style and she had not known it was I. Now that sounds weird but it is in fact was the truth. Especially when you consider I was holding my mother by the hips and fucking her doggie style. That's right I was fucking my own mother and I had fucked her before but she had not known it was I. 

It all started while I was away at college and Mom was getting over the death of my dad. I found out much later that there had been a slow decline of feeling between Mom and Dad over the last few years. So when Dad died in an accident on the job Mom recovered very quickly. Even though she did not have to work, as there was plenty of money after the accident she went to work at a local real-estate office. From what she told me after a few months a lady she worked with asked Mom to join her and another girl for a night out. The three went out and after a few drinks mom got a little lose. 

She admitted she had not had sex since before my Dad had died and also that she was feeling a little needy. The other two ladies told mom of a group they belonged to that had a special place they all would go to and that if any of the ladies wanted to have sex they could. No one would be the wiser because the men never saw the ladies and the ladies never saw the men. Drunk or not Mom had to know how this was possible. So she was swore to secrecy and taken to the groups special place. There were several of the other members already there. Mom was given more to drink and then shown to a room where she or any of the ladies that wanted sex would simply undress from the waist down and get on there knees with their head and shoulders down to their waist through a opening is a white sheet type material. 

Then the hole would be pulled tight around their waist and only their bare behinds were on the other side of this cloth wall. At this time a man would come into the room behind then and screw them doggie style until she and the man had reached a climax. He would depart with out being seen and she would be freed from the cloth wall at which time she could go to a bathroom and clean up. Mom was just drunk enough to want to try this out. So she pulled up her skirt and removed her panties. She fitted though the opening and waited. A few minutes later she felt a pair of strong hands grasp her by the hips and after some feeling and touching she felt a long hard cock slide deep into her and give her a warm welcome fucking. She got so hot she screamed as she climaxed at the same time she felt a hot injection of sperm fill her cunt. 

The next day Patty; her friend from the office came by the house to see how Mom was. She was sober but with a hang over. Mom remembered it all and was more than willing to agree to go again to this wonderful house of sin and degradation. 


 The feeling of shame was not enough to deter Mom from wanting to be a regular part of the ladies group. 

Now this is where I come it. The summer vacation was near and I was coming home for two whole months. Mom was happy for me to be home and we shared the yard work and I even got a job to help pay my share. Mom said she had more money than she could ever spend but I said, it was hers and I would work since I was a big boy now. Mom still fixed me breakfast every morning as she had my entire life. She still fussed over me as if I were a child. But I let her do it because it was what mom's do. I had taken a job at a car wash since they don't seem to care if you say around very long or not. 

My old school buddy Ben said, he worked there simply because it was a great place to meet girls and some time he even made out with older ladies. He told me about one lady that he got real friendly with and after spending the night with her at her cottage out by the lake she told him of a group of ladies that hired boys (men) like him to perform special services at a special house. He told me all he had to do was wait in a room and when a little red light came on he would go into another room and there he would fine a lady's bare rump waiting for him to screw. All he had to do was get up behind the little ass and fuck it doggie style and when he was done leave. He would get an envelope on the way out with a hundred dollar bill in it. He asked me to join him on the next outing. I agree and so when he called me the next Friday night I was ready when he came by the house. Mom had already gone out with her ladies friends and said she would not be home till late. I told her I also was going out with a buddy of mine and would be later too. 

He drove to a large house out in the country. We had to park some distance away and wait till we were escorted up to the house. Just like he said, we were put into a clean white room where we were told to undress and wait. I felt sure we were being looked at via some way I was not sure how. When my red light came on I open the door and sure enough there in front of me was a pretty plump rump. I could only see the hips and legs. But that was enough for me. I was horny and ready in a second. I took my cock in hand rubbing it up and down along the wet crack of a fine fat little pussy. It was very wet and I worked my cock head up and down it several times. I let the cock head rub up across a tight little puckered ass hole. I thought I felt her push back just a moment as I touched her ass hole. 

But that would have to wait till later. I was in need of a good fuck. I held the plump wide hips and let the head of my cock touch just the opening of her wet pussy. There was a tingle that made my balls jerk up under my cock. I am no super stud but I have never had any serious complains. My cock is thick and the head is large with a long pointed tip. Many girls have said, that the head made all the difference in how it felt in them. So I worked it in slow and with draw it slowly. I could feel her quiver as she felt the head work in deeper on every stroke. I could hear her moan and grunt as I started to ram in home deeper and harder. 


 Then I felt her let out a soft scream as I felt my cock awash with a hot steady stream of thick cum. I had only ever seen one other girl cum like that before and it was a rare experience to see a lady cum so much and it ran out like a thick hot stream of piss. I was so fucking horny and I did not try to last any longer I let my own load fly and join her as we jerked and worked together to make this the best we could for the both of us. She was still wiggling her fine fat little ass when I pulled free and returned to my room. There was a washbasin full of hot water so I cleaned up and stepped out side to with for buddy Ben. He joined me minutes later and again we were escorted to our car. We each were handed an envelope. As we turned onto the highway I opened my envelope and sure enough there was a crisp new one hundred dollar bill. 

Ben stopped at the truck stop so we could talk and have a cup of well-needed coffee. I told him I had a plump fat little ass and it was great. I even noticed a small scar on the right hip. Ben said, he had also fucked that one and she was very good. When she cam she really cum all over the place I said she had done just that. Ben told me this time he had a new one; one he had not had before. This was had long legs and a narrow tight pussy. He said she was really tight so tight in fact he thought for a minute he had it in her ass. I asked Ben if he had ever been asked to fuck one in the ass. He said, he had and in fact it was the fat wide plump one. He told me that if they wanted to get fucked in the ass there would be a note plus a tub of K-Y jelly in the room before he got there and also there would be an extra fifty bucks in it for him. 

The next morning I came down to breakfast and as usually Mom was fixing me eggs and toast. I poured myself a cup of coffee and I noticed Mom was moving kind slow and easy. I asked her about it. She said she was just getting old. I laughed because I knew she was only forty-eight. I am twenty-four and she was twenty-four when she had me. I playfully swatted her on the rump and said she was not old at all. She seemed to wince and tighten up. I did not say anything but I thought maybe she had piles and her ass was sore. I let the subject drop. I looked at Mom as she moved around the kitchen. She was only a little over five feet and a sweet plump little lady. She had large round breasts that filled out the front of her terry cloth rob. She had a small waist, which had her fat little hips seem even larger than they were. I smiled at my self as I thought she looked a lot like the plump little lady I had fucked last night. 

It was not till later that day when I saw Mom come out into the back yard dressed in shorts and halter-top. She came down the back stairs slowly and something made me think that if she had been fucked hard and long like I had fucked the lady last night I bet she would walk around the same way. Mom went to her flowers and was kneeling down on a pad her plump ass toward me as I worked across the yard. My God her ass looked a lot like the one I had fucked. Could it be that I had fucked my own mother. Hell she was out last night. She had not come home till after I had.


 Ben had dropped me off and it was a good hour before Mom came in. I had not seen her but I guessed from the sounds she made coming up stairs she might have been a little drunk. I was not thinking about any thing else except that I may have fucked my own mom. Incest was not part of my life style and I had never thought of it before. I mean Mom is a really lovely lady and very pretty but I had never ascertain the thought of screwing her before. I knew that a lot of guys as they grow up get the idea that fucking their Mom' s would be some thing special. But I had never thought of it, before now that is. I was looking at my mother bending over and watching her wide hips move as she fussed with her flowers. I felt my cock grow hard. I wanted to feel my cock in her and I wanted to know if she was the one I fucked last night. I went over to mom and sat on the grass next to her. I said, " So how was your night? I had a great time with my buddy Ben." 

She looked up at me smiling " Gus, your mom got just a little bit tipsy last night. I hope you will not think ill of me." She was smiling and she knew full well I was not going to think any thing of the kind. 

I was looking into her eyes as I said, "I only had coffee myself but I did make a little money last night." 

Just for a second there was a hint of some thing in her eyes fear maybe. She said, " Oh, how was that were you gambling or some thing."

Well yes, Ben and I went bowling and I won some money from him. There was a sign of relief flicker across her face as she turned back to her flowers. I thought enough for today, I only hoped there would be a next time and I would be able to fine out for sure If I had fucking my own mother. As I returned to my job across the yard I reanalyzed that I wanted to screw my mom, I wanted her to know it was me that had his cock in her. I wanted Mom and I to become lovers. I wanted her to want me as much as I wanted her. This thought got me so hard my cock was throbbing and my cut off jeans protruded well out in front. I reached up above my head and as I did so I noticed Mom looking at me. I did not think she could see my eyes but I could see she was looking at my jeans. I took longer than I needed to put the cutter away on the to shelf just so she could see I had a hard on. I brought down my arms and took my hard on in my hand as if to adjust it inside my jeans. I did not look at Mom so she was not conscious I had seen her looking at me. 

In my room later I got to thinking I bet she did not believe my little lie about winning the money blowing. Then I thought of an idea. After dinner tonight I would hand her the new crisp one hundred dollar bill. I will tell her it was to help pay my way around the house. If she knew how the boys are paid then she will know I was the one that screwed her. Or at least I was there with Ben. 

After dinner Mom was in the Den reading while enjoying the last rays of sun. The sky was getting dark on the east side of the house but here on the west side looking down into the valley there were still a few lasting flickers of light in the evening sky. 


 The setting was just right. I was sure this was the moment to get it all out in the open and see if mom would feel the same way I do. Would I have a lover or a mother that would want to disown me? I had to fine out and now was the time. I had the new bill in my hand as I approached the den. Were I was only a few feet away from getting my answer when the phone rang. I was shocked back into the really of what I was about to do. I felt so stupid. I answered the phone. It was Ben. He asked if I was up to a repeat of last night I said, I was. Hiding the bill I told mother I was going out again with Ben and I was not sure when I would get home. She said, " You go Gus, dear have a good time. I think I may go out myself later." For a moment I thought god let her be the one and let me be the one. I had to know I had to find out one-way or the other. 

As before we parked and were escorted to the rear of the house. I was told to wait there for a few minutes. I guess all the rooms were already full or maybe I was being held for one special guest. As it turned out I was asked for and put into a room. When the light came on I saw it was the same plump ass as last night. Again I played with her pussy by running my cock head up and down it. Then I pulled back bending down I licked the wet juicy cunt. She gave a shiver of delight and wiggled her ass to show approval of what I as doing. I licked her to a small climax after which I quickly fed my cock into this hot wet pussy. Her cum was so thick I withdraw my cock and applied pressure to her ass hole. Again she pushed back to show she liked it. I took my time and very slowly slipped the head of my cock into her ass. I was so fucking excited and she was too that we both cam and when it was over I had my cock in her plump ass all the way up to my balls. I let my cock slip from her ass. I had taken a pen into the room with me. I wrote on her ass, " Mom I love you." 

Well that was three weeks ago. We have not been back to the house since. Now we are doing all the fucking and sucking we can at home. Mom is a wonderful lover. I fond she can give as good oral sex as she gets. We are free to move about the house naked if we want. I have fucked her on the den floor, standing in the shower and in the kitchen. Last night after dinner we showed together. When we returned to her bedroom there on the nightstand was a tub of K-Y jelly. So you see all good things do come to those that wait. I will go back to college next week. Mom has agreed to move up to live close till next summer vacation...



A Private Showing



You stand nervously behind the curtain. You can hear the room beyond filling up as you drink the last of your vodka. Calm your nerves. You look down at your outfit as you adjust the top of your stockings. Little black bra and matching thong. Sheer hold up stockings. A real slut's outfit....

The conversation hushes to a murmur as someone dims the lights. This is it. You step out from behind the curtains and walk across the room to the small stage at the end. All eyes are on your body as you move but you can't bring yourself to look round at them. Instead your gaze is fixed on the chair on the low platform. And the stool beside it on which sits a vibrator and large plastic cock....

You step up beside the chair as wolf whistles and cat calls fill the room. Walking round it you catch your first glance of those that have come to see you. The room is filled. People, mainly men but you can see a few female faces amongst them, sitting round tables and others lining the walls and pushing in through the door. Forty or fifty perhaps. All those pairs of eyes on you....

The whistling stops as you raise your hands to your breasts and gingerly start to stroke them. Why is everyone so quiet? You look out and catch the eye of a young man in the front row. He is staring at you, amazed. His eyes are wide and his mouth slightly open. You realise you have all these people in the palm of your hands and smile. Pulling the cups of your bra down you expose your nipples to the warm air of the room....

Gaining confidence you start to walk across the stage, caressing your nipples and making them stiffen. You proffer your breasts to the faces in front before pulling back coquettishly. You walk round the chair again so they can all see your arse and long legs clad in black nylon. The heels of your shoes tapping on the wooden platform. Your pussy feels hot and wet already. God, being such a slut is really turning you on......

You sit down in the chair, feeling light headed. The press of bodies in the room makes the air hot and moist. You can smell beer and sweat mixed with all the different scents they are wearing. You close your eyes and tilt your head back still cupping your breasts. Slowly you cross then uncross your legs before opening them wide......

The whistling has started again in earnest and you look out at the audience with a sluttish grin on your face. Your hands move down your body from your breasts, your own every touch making you hornier and hornier. Looking once again straight at the young guy in the front row you flash him a naughty wink as your fingers slide into the front of your panties. You feel your fingertips brush against the little tuft of pubic hair before touching the wetness beneath. As you slide your finger over your wet pussy your eyes close involuntarily and your mouth opens. You are so turned on that you feel like you might cum already....

Shaking your head to try and clear it you look back out at the crowded room. Every eye is on you as you play with your pussy. Everyone's face pointed towards your groin as they watch your hand move underneath the fabric of your panties. Tilting your head and grinning again you remove the hand and with the other pull the gusset to one side. Exposing your hot, wet, pink flesh to the room....

To more whistles, cheers and applause you stand up and turn. Bending over the chair you slowly slide your panties down your thighs. Your arse is bared for all to see and admire and the thought makes you even hornier. One high-heeled foot after another steps out of the underwear as it falls to the floor and you turn again. Holding your pussy wide open as you sit once more....

With your legs spread wide you lean back and start to play. Your pussy is so wet as you tease your clit. Looking round the room you lick your lips as your fingers caressing your throbbing sex. Using two fingers to hold it wide you slide a finger of the other hand into your sopping wet hole. The feeling is so intense and your mouth opens again as you throw your head back. You start to fuck yourself with your fingers as fifty men watch on....

Wave after wave of pleasure washes over you as you finger yourself, the fingers of your other hand circling and pressing on your clit. You can feel an orgasm building up inside you but know that everyone her has come to see a real show so slow slightly. Leaning forward you look round the room. You can see men's hands beneath tables moving as they wank along with you, and as you look to your left you see one face not fixed on you. A girl is looking down at her boyfriend's crotch as she undoes his belt....

Removing your fingers from your wet pussy you lift them to your mouth, slowly licking every drop of juice from them. Reaching over you lift the vibe from the table and admire it. The gold metal of it reflects the lights from above you as, eyes fixed on the audience, you lick the tip. You can taste the cold metal of it as you tilt your head back pushing it into your mouth. Your cheeks hollow as you suck on it and think of every man in the room wishing it were his cock....

Rotating the black base you feel it begin to gently buzz in your hand. Once again you spread your wet pussy wide as you bring it up against your throbbing clit. You feel the sensation spreading out through your body as you press it against yourself. You feel like you are going to explode as you move it around your pussy, your juices coating it, before you slip the vibrating tip into your wet hole....

Surrendering yourself to pleasure you start to fuck yourself gently with it. Your orgasm washes over you as you slide the tip inside you while pressing the cold metal against your clit. Your feet firmly placed on the floor and one hand on your thigh you shut your eyes and hear the moan escape from your mouth. You are making yourself cum as everyone watches you and that thought causes another rush of ecstasy to flood through your body.....

You open your eyes as the shaking in your body starts to subside. You can feel sweat on your shoulders and your pussy juice gathering on the chair between your legs. Looking at the audience every pair of eyes is on you, agog. Mouths gaping as you grin. All nervous thoughts of shyness are gone. You have come here to give them a show, and you are going to give them one hell of a show to remember. Placing the gleaming vibrator on the stool you pick up the dildo....

It feels huge in your hands as you lift it in front of you. You've never seen a cock so big, let alone had one inside you! Licking and playing with it as you look out at the audience you lean back, spreading your legs wide in the air. You suck the end of it, licking it to leave your saliva on it which trails from your mouth as you lower it down to your pussy. You press the huge head of it against your wet pussy. There's no way it can go inside.....

You push it up against your wet hole, your legs in the air. Pressing it harder and deeper you start to rock in the chair. The lips of your pussy start to part as it begins to enter you. It's huge!! Slowly, centimetre by centimetre it starts to penetrate you, stretching you wide, filling you up. Both hands on it and your mouth wide open you lean forward gasping. Trying to force it into your tight, tight pussy. Shaking your hair to clear the sweat from your eyes you catch sight of the girl to your left again. Her head is now in her boyfriend's lap, bobbing up and down as she sucks his cock. The image burned in your mind, you finally slide the massive, plastic cock into your hot cunt.....

The feeling is almost too much to bear. You are spread wide and completely filled. Your pussy walls clench and spasm as you try to accommodate it inside you. Your pussy is soaking wet as you slide it in and out, pushing it in deep so the massive head of it presses up against your cervix....

You've never felt anything like it. Your head is thrown back and your legs splayed. Momentarily you worry you may slide from the chair as your arse moves forward, but all such thoughts are forgotten as your orgasm starts to build up again. You start fucking yourself with this massive cock. You can feel your juices all down it as you slide it in and out of you. Both hands on it you slam it into yourself again and again. Your legs start to shake and your head is thrown back right over the chair. Your pussy is aching and throbbing as you start to cum. You can hear yourself moaning louder and louder but still hear the sound of this immense plastic dick fucking your wet pussy. Your body starts to spasm and shake, the chair legs scraping on the floor. You are screaming out as every muscle in your body tenses, the cock deep inside you as you cum again........

You lower your shaking legs to the floor as you pull the dildo from your well-fucked cunt. Standing up unsteadily you place it on the stool and look around the room at the men who have been cheering and banging on the tables and feel your cum run down your thighs to your stockings. You smile at everyone, your best slutty smile as you look over at the curtain and motion for me to join you....

I'm already naked and my cock is hard as I walk over the room to join you on the stage. Kneeling in front of the chair you cup my balls in your hand and start to lick and kiss my hard cock. Taking it in your mouth you feel it twitch and grow even harder. To the obvious delight of the crowd you start to suck on it, your head moving back and forth as you try and take as much of my length in your mouth and get it even harder for when you will slide it into you.....

I sit on the chair and facing the audience you stand astride me. Taking my cock in your hand you guide it towards your wet hole. Sliding it in between the lips of your soaking wet pussy you lube it up with your own hot juices, before you pressing it up against the entrance to your cunt. Bending your knees you slowly lower yourself onto it releasing your hand from it as I slide all the way inside you.....

You begin to play with your tits as you ride on my cock. Your legs are spread wide over mine so everyone can see it sliding in and out of you as you do. Gripping your nipples to heighten the sensation you grind your pelvis into my lap, my cock all the way inside your well-fucked pussy. You grip me tight with the walls of your pussy, glad to feel the heat of me inside you after the coldness of the toys. Slipping your hand to your pussy you start to play with your clit as you fuck me....

We fuck like this for a time, you watching the crowd with a mischievous grin as my cock goes in and out of you. At one point you bring your legs in between mine and lean forward on them. My hands grasp your hips as you rock in my lap and you show me your arse and the sight of my cock deep inside you. Looking round the room you see the jealous faces of the men as they watch you ride me.....

Signalling you with a slap on your arse I go to rise. You stand up above me, letting my wet cock slide out of you. Playfully slapping your arse with it I stand and turn the chair around while you look out over the audience still idly playing with your clit. You walk behind the chair and lean over it, your hands grasping the back, your tits presented to those watching. You feel me rub my cock between your legs as I find the entrance to your pussy before sliding back into you. Standing there your tits start to sway as I fuck you from behind, feeling my cock deep inside you and my balls slapping against your thighs.....

You close your eyes, losing yourself to the sensation of my cock sliding in and out of you, your breath growing shorter. When you open them again you find yourself looking straight at the young guy in the front row. You smile wickedly at him and his hand moves guiltily up from under the table. Feeling incredibly horny, you crook a finger and motion for him to come forward. He nervously looks around and stands, trying to fasten his flies. You brush him away and take his cock in your hand. Stroking it you bend further down to lick the end, tasting the pre-cum from it. You know he won't last long.....

As I fuck you harder and deeper you open your mouth, sliding his cock into it. You close your lips round the shaft as you caress it with your tongue inside his mouth. My thrusts force you forward and his cock slips to the back of your throat causing you to gag slightly. His hips start to buck in front of you, fucking your mouth. You suck him hard as he thrusts his mouth into you once, twice more and it starts to twitch. Pulling him out of your mouth you stroke his cock as his hot, white cum shoots out on to your lips, before dribbling down from your chin onto your exposed breasts in a stream of spunk....

As he staggers back to his seat you grip the back of the chair tight, pushing yourself on to my cock, willing me to fuck you harder. Your face is covered now with sweat and sperm and you can feel yourself getting ready to cum again, the smell of his sperm lingering in your nostrils. As your pussy starts to tighten round my cock and you gasp, shaking your head, you feel a wet finger press up against the entrance to your arse.....

"Yes!" you cry. "Fuck me!"

My cock goes deeper into your pussy as my index finger slides into your arse. Both holes being fucked you start to scream and swear, listening to my hoarse breath behind you. You feel my cock in your pussy and my finger moving ever deeper into your tight bum. Feeling both holes being stuffed you let out another low moan, gripping my cock and finger inside you as your legs start to buckle and you lean your weight on the chair. Your whole body bucks and spasms in front of me as you cum, the sensation of both holes being fucked sending you over the edge.....

Stopping for breath you shake your head once more, running your hand through your hair you try to wipe some of the sweat from your brow as you feel me carry more spit to your arse. Opening you up and getting it wet. I pull my cock out of your pussy and replace it with my hand, rubbing your wet cunt and pushing the juices up to your tight, tight ass hole. Signalling you once again with a slap on your thigh you stand up and move to the front of the stage, hearing me turn the chair again and sit down. You know my hard cock is behind you. And you know where you are going to put it next....

You step backwards and reach between your legs to clasp my cock in your hand. Kneeling slightly you guide the head of it to your now wet arse. Gently you ease it inside, lowering yourself carefully on to it and rising up again. The room seems hashed as everyone watches as you slowly inch my cock into your tight arse. It feels so big inside you, much bigger than the fingers that preceded it, but you begin to slowly ride it. Each time it gets a little further into you, each time sending shocks of pain and pleasure through your body. Until finally, with an audible gasp, it slips right into you and you almost fall into my lap....

You sit there for a while, eyes closed, enjoying the sensation of hard cock up inside you, while my hands wander over your skin. Brushing against your breasts and clasping your nipples and running down to between your thighs. You can feel my hot breath against your ear as I start to move my hips up against you, shocking you as my cock goes even deeper into you. My fingers stroke your clit and wet pussy as you rise up on your feet and begin to start to ride me again....

As you stand there with my cock sliding in and out of you, you look around the room again. A girl has stood from her chair and to your shock is not heading out the door but moving towards us. Short and curvy with a shock of dyed black hair she smiles wickedly as guys round the room start to cheer and whistle. And as she kneels between your legs you are too horny and overcome to care....

She parts the lips of your wet pussy with her fingers and reaches out with her tongue to flick your clit, once, twice before lowering her face to your pussy. You continue to ride the cock in your arse as she sucks your clit into her mouth. Her hands on your thighs pushing you down on to my cock. You can see her huge breasts rising and falling beneath her tight blouse. "Dirty cow" you mouth down at her.....

Lapping at your pussy and licking my balls she looks up at you and winks before reaching over for the dildo that still sits on the stool beside us. She places it up against your wet hole and you are so wet now it slides straight in as I pull you down on to my cock deep in your arse. Now you are completely filled but you can feel all the sensations that are flying through your body. Your body spasming again as she continues to tease your clit with her tongue. Your pussy tightening round the dildo and your ass pulling my cock in deeper. You know you are going to cum again with both your holes filled....

Your throat is sore as you realise you have been screaming and swearing at both of us. Telling us what you want. Screaming for us to fuck you, to treat you like a dirty slut. To fill you up and make you cum.....

You can feel your cum on the dildo as she pulls it out, running out of you. Onto my balls as she licks it from them. You can feel my cock throbbing in your arse and start to twitch. You know I'm close to cumming. You look down and the slut in front if you has her shirt open and is playing with her tits. She looks up at you and smiles as you stand up and ease yourself off my hard cock.....

I am sitting there on that chair, drenched it your sweat and cum. My cock is so hard and standing up as you kneel beside her. Throbbing and juicy, you take it in your hand and stroke it. You feel how wet it is from you while she continues licking at the balls. Everyone in the room is holding their breath waiting to see what you'll do. Suck it? Taste yourself on it? Or stroke it, faster and faster.....

You can feel all eyes on you as you take my cock in your mouth. Beginning to suck on it, you feel it begin to twitch immediately at the back of your throat. I'm cumming baby and guys are starting to gather round you, still with their cocks in their hands. You feel my cock explode in your mouth and my cum begin to shoot out. Filling your mouth with thick creamy cum. As my orgasm subsides you hold my hot spunk in your mouth and turn to the girl next to you. Let the cum roll from your mouth into hers as you taste yourself on her lips. Everyone around is either clapping or wanking furiously. You feel cum land on your back and don't know who it has come from and you lean back. Close your eyes and open your mouth as the girl beside you does the same. And feel the cum begin to shower all over your face.......



A Private Showing



This story is largely factual. Although you can never get all the facts and dialogue exact as they happened I've edited this post based on a recent evening spent reminiscing with my wife and best friend. I hope you enjoy it as much as we did remembering it. 

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One morning I was on my computer searching Ecards for my friend Wil's birthday. Wil is a very old and close friend that I've known since childhood. On a whim, I took one of my wife Gina's sexy pictures and added a little speech bubble to her mouth that read 'Happy Birthday Wil, I Hope this gets you off'. I saved the picture and attached it to an email addressed to Wil. It felt really naughty as I pressed send since Gina and I weren't in the habit of showing off our photos even to close friends. 

The next morning Wil's reply was sitting in the inbox. He was so excited he just kept gushing about how cool it was that my wife would pose for a sexy birthday picture for him. He went on to say how incredibly erotic he thought it was, because it was Gina, his best friend's wife, a woman he'd known for more than 15 years. For him there was a whole forbidden fruit quality to the act that really turned him on. He was even more turned on when he found out that she was unaware of the gesture and that I had picked the shot out of thousands of others. He pleaded with me to send him some more shots which I did, as long as he promised not to share them with anyone. 

As it turned out Wil had also been fond of taking pictures and videos of his ex-wife Gail and later girlfriends. Although his pictures were more in the category of porn I certainly had no objection to seeing them and had many a satisfying jerk-off session looking at them as I'm sure he also did with Gina's shots.

A month later I was clearing Emails in the den and got up to get myself a cup of coffee. A minute later Gina came in looking for a pen from the desk and noticed several Emails from Wil, all with attachments. Thinking it was just boys being boys sending some naughty pictures to each other, she opened one to find several pictures of Wil and his ex, Gail, in various explicit poses. She was shocked, especially when she saw that this message was a reply to one that I had sent earlier. She read on to Wil's response 'Thanks again for those new shots of Gina, my dick thanks to too. Here are a few more shots of Gail, enjoy.' When I got back to the den I knew something was wrong by the frosty look on Gina's face. When I saw what was on the screen I really knew I was in deep shit.

"How long have you been doing this and with how many others?" she demanded loudly. 

I told her the whole story and she was relieved to hear that I had only included Wil. She said she was really disappointed that I chose to do this behind her back and that she'd figure out what to do about that later. Then she surprised me. She said that Wil was like family and that she even found it a little exciting that he was looking at her pictures and masturbating. I was floored when she told me I could keep on doing it but only with him, no one else. Plus she didn't want him to know of her approval. Not believing my good fortune I continued sharing shots with Wil, never telling him that Gina was aware. Gina would even pick photos for me to send and would often read his comments and look at the shots Wil sent in return. 

Now it's important you know a few things about Wil and I. We grew up best friends in another city and like most young friends we had sleepovers. During those sleepovers we would jerk off to nudist magazines or just wanting to relieve ourselves of all that teenage horniness. On a couple of occasions we even tried mutual jerking but that was it, nothing else. Now I am an average sized guy, nothing to really brag about but nothing to be ashamed of either. Wil, on the other hand, is a little better endowed than most guys. Not huge, but a very respectable thick seven inches or so. Enough to be noticeable and Gina did, many times when she reviewed the pictures Wil sent. She only mentioned it a few times saying what a big boy Wil was but I could see her linger as she reviewed the pictures and I was pretty sure she wasn't looking at the women.

As I said, Wil and I were raised in another city and while business called me away to a new home, Wil never moved so now we would only see each other on vacations or business trips. About four months after we began to exchange photos, Wil arrived in town on business and was going to drop by for dinner that evening. Since I had never told him that she was aware of the picture swapping Gina saw no potential discomfort in his visit. I did ask that she put on something a little sexy or provocative for our guest though. At first she gave me a little look, "So you want me to put on a show do you?"

Defensively I replied, "No way, I just love showing you off and watching his tongue hang out. I don't want you to strip for him!"

"Don't worry," she said, "I've already picked an appropriate outfit for tonight, I think you'll both approve."

It was getting on four o'clock and I was tidying around the house when I noticed Gina walk towards the kitchen dressed for the evening. She was wearing a loose sheer lace top that I always loved, especially when she didn't wear a bra. It was almost see-through and had deep open sleeves on the sides. So what you could just make out from the front you could clearly see from the sides if you were at the right angle. She also had a pair of super tight jeans on that showed off her legs, ass and crotch to perfection. I walked into the kitchen, approaching her from behind, I slid my hands into her top from the sides and was rewarded to find no bra. Turning her head around towards me she asked, "You like?"

"Oh yeah!" was all I could say, "This will do just fine."

Wil arrived shortly before dinner and his eyes popped when he saw Gina answer the door. I think she enjoyed it as much as he did because her nipples were so erect they almost stuck through the mesh of her lace top.

We had a pleasant evening of food and drink and Gina providing Wil with an eyeful every time she picked up dishes or move things around the dinner table. They were clearly enjoying themselves. After some after-meal discussion, Gina went down to the playroom to watch TV leaving Wil and I catch up in the den. When we were alone, Wil told me in a lowered voice how happy he was with our little arrangement. He went on to tell me that he was quickly running out of material to send me but I told him it was no problem, I would happily continue without him reciprocating. He thanked me and asked if I had shot anything recently and could he have a quick look. Since Gina was downstairs I invited him over to the computer and started to show him some of the more recent shots we had taken. He asked if we ever did sex shots and I told him that although we did try quite a few times, they never turned out well.

Just then Gina walked in asking if we wanted our drinks refreshed. Looking straight passed us, she could see herself in full screen glory, "Well, this isn't surprising but a little embarrassing just the same!" She stood staring for a moment as Will and I jumped to our feet both with obvious raging hard-ons that tented our pants. She giggled as her attention shifted from the screen to our bulging crotches. "Well at least I know you're both enjoying what you see."

Immediately Wil jumped in front of the bus. "It was me," he said, "you're sexy top got me so horny that I asked Rick if he had ever taken any nude pictures of you and could I see them." 

I thought Gina was going to explode with laughter as she covered her mouth and turned beet red. Regaining her composure she looked Wil straight in the eye and said, "Nice try, that's very loyal of you but I'm aware that you've been drooling over my naked pictures for some time now. Heck I've even selected a few to send you, so I guess then it's finally out in the open."

"Wow," Wil said doing a fake wipe of the brow gesture, "I'm sure glad Rick's not in deep trouble. So is it OK if I keep looking? But not if it will make you feel awkward though. I was just asking Rick if you guys ever did sex shots like Gail and I used to do?"

She just said that it did feel a little awkward but she would be OK with our continuing. Then she said that the only sex pictures we had were terrible and she didn't want them seen by anyone. "We could never get the remote working properly," she continued, "and we were always out of frame, out of focus or just plain not sexy."

Wil said he understood that but that he had shared many such pictures with us and we seemed to be OK with them. By this time Wil and I had sat back down at the computer. Reluctantly Gina came over and stooped to use the keyboard, once again giving us both a perfect side view of her tits as she worked. Then she pulled up the folder with the few sex shots we had kept over the years and started up the slide show.

"OK boys, eyes off my boobs and on the screen," she chastised us like a very naughty mother. 

As we all looked on Wil began a sort of critique saying that if the camera had been over here or there some of the shots would have been terrific. Almost under his breath he then whispered we should really let him be our photographer while we had sex. Gina laughed out loud giving him an 'A' for effort but he pressed on to say that he had never watched a couple have sex and the thought of doing so was an unbelievable turn on to him. Then he added that this would be purely voyeuristic on his part and promised that he wouldn't try to join in, unless he was invited of course. 

Gina and I both broke out laughing again. My laughter turned to shock however when Gina counter proposed with a devilish look in her eye. She said that, providing I was all right with it, he could do it but only under one condition. Wil would have to pose for her first and do anything she requested. The offer had a strange effect on him, he seemed both excited and reluctant at the same time. Realizing the opportunity at hand, he snapped out of it and agreed. "When would you like to do it," he asked?

"Why don't you two go down to the playroom and continue your show." Gina replied, "I'll stay up here to tidy up and think about that."

With her go ahead to look at the rest of our pictures and maybe more, my heart was pounding with excitement and my hands were near shaking. We went downstairs to our other linked computer and I unlocked the master folder where I kept all her pictures. I started by showing a collection of shots I called the tame series. This was because all the pictures were taken from other series and were all sexy shots in underwear or lingerie. 

"Damn," Wil remarked, "she sure is one sexy lady. Let's take our time and look at all the shots from sexy to explicit. I want to see it all."

Next, I upped the stakes by moving to another folder where Gina was much more exposed. Most of these shots were of her naked or nearly naked with her back to the camera or with her arm partially covering her breasts and so on. Again Wil was impressed and visibly excited. "She really doesn't take a bad picture and she poses like a pro. Are you going to show me any full frontals of this incredible woman of yours?" 

"Sure," I said and I moved on to other folders, containing series of pictures where Gina posed in and out of all kinds of sexy clothing. 

We came to a really special full frontal shot with Gina sitting on the bed, propped up with pillows, displaying her pussy with its plump wet lips. Wil gasped, "Just hold it there for a minute," he said, "I want time to savor this one. I'm in love with that incredible shaved pussy" he mused. 

"So am I," I replied, "I can never get enough of it. I can spend all night down there." 

Gina is really photogenic at a trim five foot seven with lovely 34C breasts and a terrific curvy body. The camera just loves her. Whatever her pictures are, clothed, sexy or explicit she always has a wholesome approachable girl next door quality. It's difficult to express just how excited I was at showing her off this way to my lifelong friend. As we sat there my throbbing erection pressed up against my jeans. The fact that the audience was Wil, an old and trusted friend, seemed to make a difference and increase my excitement. Looking over I noticed he was also putting a strain on his pants. I Looked down at his crotch and said, "I'm glad you're enjoying the show, feel free to drop 'em and stroke yourself if you want. That's what I usually do when I look at her pictures." 

"GEEEZ, thanks for sharing!" he laughed, "I know we've known each other since we were kids and you've seen me naked plenty of times but that might be stretching it." 

"OK! OK!" I replied, "don't freak out on me, it was only a suggestion and a good one at that. In fact I'm going to take my own advice." I got up from my chair, undid my pants and let them drop to the floor, kicking them off to the side. I rarely wear underwear and so my dick was now free.

"Hey, whoa!" he jumped, "You were really serious. I can't believe this!" 

I sat back down with my hard-on in plain view and continued the slide show only now one hand on the mouse one hand on my dick. "Your loss," I said looking back at Wil.

"What if Gina came down, what would it look like?" he said. 

"Well she said it might be awkward for her to be here while we looked at her pictures and she wanted to be alone to think about your proposition," I thought out loud, "odds are she won't show her face until she hears you leaving." 

"OK, you win," he laughed, "I don't think I can stand looking at these pics without getting some relief." Standing up he loosened his pants and in one sharp move pulled them down exposing his prominent dick. As he stood beside me, his cock almost at eye level, I was instantly jealous of his endowment. Boy I wished I had one of those.

"Hey," he said, "let's keep those eyes on the screen where they belong before you give me the wrong idea about your motives." 

"Yeah right," I laughed, "just a little jealous. You haven't gotten any smaller I see. Sit back down and enjoy the show, the right way," I added. 

So he sat back down and we both resumed looking at the pictures of my yummy wife. At first it felt a little odd to be sitting there half-naked with my oldest buddy. With both of us stroking our dicks and looking at the pictures it reminded me of when we were young lads sleeping over and jerking off late at night while we looked at pictures from a stolen Playboy. Only now we were adults and these pictures weren't of some plastic, retouched bimbo, they were of my wife and lover of nearly thirteen years. At that point all the bimbos in Playboy history couldn't have mustered more attention than Gina's pics did for the both of us. 

We kept on that way for maybe another half an hour looking at pic after pic of Gina's beautiful breasts, lovely little butt and her incredible shaved pussy. We studied each shot carefully commenting on how beautiful she was or sometimes just groaning when presented with an especially sexy view. Suddenly we heard the sound of footsteps approaching from upstairs. 

"SHIT!" Wil gasped, "Is she coming down here?"

Realizing there was no way we could get our clothes back on in time I just sighed, "Well, looks like we're gonna get busted." 

Gina was half way down the stairs when she leaned forward and peeked in, shocked at the half-naked sight. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO DOING?" she shouted in an unsettled voice. 

"Well," I responded nervously, my face beet red, "we got so excited looking at your pictures that we needed to relieve ourselves. You just got us way too horny I guess." 

"Really," she replied as she descended the staircase, "as much as I love posing and as much as it makes me feel sexy and desirable, I've never really seen what all the fuss was about. I'm not a model, I'm just an everyday woman next door type. The two of you look like a couple of school boys who stole their dad's Playboy." She was now wearing my favorite two piece pajama outfit that consisted of thin very loose fitting cotton shorts and an equally loose v-neck top with large drooping sleeves again. I especially love this outfit because it's so easy to get my hands in for a feel and every move is an opportunity to peek. As she cleared the basement landing and approached, I saw her gaze turn to Wil's diminished yet still substantial member. "What set are you looking at now?" she asked. 

"The ones in front of the mirror," I answered. 

"Those are nice but what did you think of the parking series Wil?" she asked.

"We haven't got there yet." I said, "We'll look at them now if you like. Still too shy to stay?" 

"Well, I guess I am here now and you two have a lot more to be embarrassed about than me. Just look at you both." This time she took a good long look at Wil's dick which had extended back to its full impressive size. 

"He's really well hung isn't he?" I said to her, as she snapped out of her gaze. 

"Y..yah" she replied nervously turning her attention back to the computer screen. Grabbing the mouse and kneeling down between us, she guided the cursor to the folder with her favorite series while Wil and I returned to the business of stroking our dicks and watching. "This feels weird but very erotic, kneeling between two men masturbating," she mused taking another prolonged glance at Wil then returning her attention to the screen. 

This set was really her best at the time. The lighting was perfect and her skin was beautiful and milky in every shot. She had an extraordinary leggy look and her breasts and pussy were absolute perfection. There wasn't a mediocre shot in the file. Each one was better than the last right up to the climax where she stood completely naked except for high heels out in the open parking lot. The shot so took Wil by surprise that he almost came right then. "Weren't you nervous being naked out in such a public place?" Wil asked.

"Actually we were alone, or so we thought," Gina answered, "Right after I put my coat back on and got into the car, a truck that was parked nearby started up and as they passed us a young man stuck his head out the window and thanked me for the show. As much as I was shocked I was also thrilled at being so exposed. Just as another time when Rick was shooting me at a deserted beach. When I waded into the water wearing only a tight sun dress, I peeled it off exposing myself to the camera. Just then I saw a couple of hikers on the hill over Rick's shoulder waving at me and smiling. All I could do was wave back as Rick turned around and got a picture of them for fun."

Gina leaned forward to work the mouse and the large sleeves of her top fell forward exposing her right breast. "Beautiful," Wil exclaimed, "so much more so in real life." Gina turned and noticed his line of sight. With her left hand she held the sleeve wide open giving him an even better glimpse of both breasts before she closed up again. 

"So have you thought over our deal Gina," Wil asked all the while slowly stroking his long fat dick?

"Yes I have," she answered not taking her eyes off the screen, then turning to look at him and his erect cock, "I was going to suggest we do it the next time you're in town but honestly, I know that I'd probably chicken out. Frankly I'm so horny right now going over these pictures and looking and your beautiful cock, hell, let's do it right now. Now let's get things straight," Gina asserted, "this isn't an invitation for a three-way. After I'm finished with your photos, you can take pictures of us making love but you can't join in! Understood?" 

Wil nodded his agreement, "What do you want me to do?"

As I went to get the camera Gina looked around the room for set-ups. "OOOOKAAAAYYY!" she squealed, "Stay right where you are and I want you to pretend you're home alone and slowly start playing with yourself and do whatever you might do at home while viewing my pictures."




A Private Showing



Wil seemed to have no problem at all slipping into the roll, he started going through all the pictures stopping and zooming in from time to time and as he did he almost unconsciously began to rub his crotch. All the while Gina circled like a vulture taking shot after shot and getting visibly hornier by the moment. At one point she stopped to consider an angle I suppose and almost unconsciously her hand slipped down between her legs gently rubbing her sex. At times she had the camera only inches from the head of his prick. All the while he just sat there looking at the photos, softly caressing the tip of his cock. Wil unbuttoned his shirt. Letting it fall open exposing his chest he then wrapped his fist around the shaft and began a slow and deliberate pumping motion. Before long he removed his shirt altogether, and leaning forward he removed his socks as well. He then continued the slow hand movement along the length of his shaft, stopping to massage the head each time he reached it. At times he would reach down and fondle his balls with the other hand. All the while he kept looking at Gina's naked photos.

"Alright, let's stand over in front of the fireplace shall we?" She directed.

Wil was definitely enjoying the attention as he walked over with his rock hard dick bobbing and weaving as he went. The head of his dick was glistening with pre-cum. He turned and looked back at Gina for instructions. "Alright, turn back around, spread your legs and bend over," she ordered. "Nice butt," she observed. Squatting down she took some shots from behind then lying on the floor between his legs and facing upward she took some more shots. While still on the ground she said "OK, now straighten up and keep stroking," as he did so she pulled the camera aside and staring up she said, "Christ, that thing looks huge from this angle, unbelievable!" 

Wil did as he was told and a thin strand of pre-cum dripped down from his dick connecting to her pajama top. "That's great," she said, "you know I'm beginning to see why you enjoy doing this so much Rick." Gina shot pic after pic of him masturbating while she lay there on the floor. Getting up again, Gina told Wil to lie down in front of the fireplace and continue masturbating. Looking over to me she asked, "Rick, would you get me the Vaseline?" I did as she asked handing it back to her. "OK, the camera's full. Could you download the pictures babe?" 

Removing the flash card I quickly moved all the shots on to the computer while Gina held out the open jar of Vaseline to Wil and told him to put some on both hands. He did as he was told and returned to massaging his dick with both lubricated hands. "I want you to lie on your side and bend your left leg to give me a good view. Then I want you to use your right hand to play with your ass. When it's nice and lubricated I want you to stick your finger in while you continue masturbating." Both Wil and I were shocked at the explicit nature of her directions. 

Wil said, "I've never done anything like this before, not even alone but I don't have words to express just how hot and turned-on I am right now." Gina just smiled and continued to snap her pictures. She too was getting highly aroused as was clearly evident from the large wet spot on her pajama bottoms. 

"OK Wil," she said, "now for the money shot, I want you to cum but let me know a little before so I can get a shot of that big dick shooting your sperm." 

In a few seconds Wil groaned, "I'm coming," and a few seconds later he was gushing hot creamy cum all over his stomach and over past his head. Gina squealed with excitement as she took pic after pic of his climax. 

After Wil had collected himself and cleaned up a bit Gina looked over to me, "I guess it's our turn now." My dick was at full attention as she handed the camera over to Wil, "How do you want to do this part?"

Wil answered, "Well if you don't mind, after what you just put me though, I'd really love to see you naked first Gina and maybe take a few pictures of my own." 

"Fair enough," she replied pulling the pajama top over her head exposing her lovely 34C breasts. 

"Shit!" Wil exclaimed as he began to take some pics, "they're even nicer in real life." Next Gina pulled off her bottoms to reveal her luscious pussy that was now dripping wet. The lips were large and swollen from her arousal and they glistened with her wetness. Gina reached down between her legs and ran her finger between her moist pussy lips and shivered with excitement as she put her finger in her mouth. 

"Christ, this is unreal" Wil said anxiously. She walked over to where I was sitting and helped me out of my top. Then sliding her hands down my chest they both came to rest around my shaft. Bending over and sticking her beautiful ass in the air, she took my dick in her mouth. 

"GEEEEZ, this is too hot," Wil exclaimed as he took one pic after the other of Gina giving me exquisite head. Up and down she bobbed her head, her hands always following close behind. Wil was really impressed with her skills. "Shit!" he said, "That must feel awesome. I'm really jealous." and I just nodded. She held my dick in her right hand as she licked and sucked my balls. It was heaven. Although it had been a fantasy of mine to be photographed during our love making, now that it was actually happening, the only thing I could concentrate on was Gina's expert technique. In no time at all the camera was full again and we stopped to download. 

"How are you feeling?" I asked Gina. 

"Ask me tomorrow," she said, "right now I'm just letting my horniness take me away." 

Giving the camera back to Wil I suggested we take the show up to our bedroom. Both agreed and we walked up the stairs and across the house in procession with Gina's boobs swaying as they jiggled and our cocks bouncing side to side. Arriving at our room we both climbed onto the bed while Wil buzzed around us taking picture after picture. I knew that Gina needed some immediate release so I moved downward, sucking on her nipples as I passed. I licked her belly and stuck my tongue in her belly button which got a giggle out of her. Then I moved in for the close-up. Reaching her perfect shaved pussy I spread her legs open a little more to give Wil a perfect view. Her lips were swollen open and her juices were running down into the crack of her ass. I started circling her inner lips with my finger stopping for a lot of extra attention at her clit. Gina's moans became louder and more frequent as I leaned in and started to suck on her clit and tease it with my tongue. She was really enjoying the increased activity and I slipped two fingers into her pussy, feeling up and behind her pelvic mound I began to rub her soft spongy g-spot. Gina exploded in orgasm raising her hips off the bed and uttering deep throaty sounds.

She pushed my head away from her now sensitive clit as I continued to rub her g-spot. Her hips moved along to the motion of my fingers. "Get that cock up here," she ordered, as we moved into a 69 position with her on the bottom. I was almost unaware of the clicking of the camera as she took my cock in her mouth and began swirling her tongue around the head furiously. I continued finger fucking her while I caressed the little rosebud in her ass with my other hand. She normally didn't care for my touching her ass that way but tonight she seemed to be enjoying it. Gathering up her pussy juices on my finger I pushed it in to the first knuckle. Again that met with the desired effect as she clearly pushed back against my finger with her ass. I was praying that Wil was getting all this because I wasn't sure it would happen again and I wanted to have something to remember it by. Taking her hint I slowly pushed my finger in to the second knuckle swirling it around slowly causing her start moaning almost like a whimper as she continued to pump my cock in an out of her mouth. Wil came in for a super close up of my finger fucking action. Moving the camera aside he stuck his nose up close to her pussy and took a long deep sniff. I pulled my fingers out and signaled to him with my eyes to get in and get a taste. I didn't have to ask twice as he leaned in and took several tastes with his tongue and sucked on her clit. Gina pulled her head back from my cock and asked what the hell was going on down there. Wil pulled away apologizing that he just had to have a little smell and taste of her gorgeous pussy. Gina didn't say anything but just continued with her blowjob. 

Now I've always envied men who could have multiple orgasms in a session because I'm just not one of them. It takes at least an hour for me to get erect again after I cum and Gina's excellent blowjob was getting me close to the edge. I pulled away and asked her to get up and ride my cock. Without blinking an eye she was on top of me riding slow and sweet. Wil seemed to be everywhere now. First he was laying between my legs getting close-ups of my dick sliding in and out of her as she rocked, then he lay down beside me shooting up at Gina then getting some great shots of my penetration from the front. Gina began to moan again and I new she was close to another orgasm. We continued on for another five or ten minutes when I began to feel the unmistakable spasms of her orgasm. That was all I needed to send me over the top and I climaxed seconds after her. She just fell forward on me as we hugged and laughed softly. 

"That was so intense" I whispered to her as she nodded in response. 

Wil was breathing more and more heavily as he continued to take pictures from all angles. Even though we had stopped fucking he kept taking pictures of our afterglow. Sometimes he got so close that I knew the picture would never come out but then I couldn't blame him. If positions were reversed I'd also try to get in as close as I could to see and smell everything up close and personal. Once more the camera was full. We all sat and caught our breath as the shots downloaded. With the camera once more ready for action I asked Gina to see if she could revive my fallen soldier with a blowjob.

"Does that feel as good as it looks?" Wil asked. 

"Better," I moaned and in no time I began to feel my cock resurrect from the dead. It normally took much longer for me to come back around but I guess because of the supercharged energy in the room Gina's blowjob got me up and running again very fast.

Wil was now in a high state of anxiety and completely over heated. He stood there frantically pumping his meat in an effort to relieve himself. Gina looked to me and asked, "Should I give him a hand?" 

"OK, I know you're dying to," I said, "but just a hand!" 

She smiled and nodded. Reaching for the jar of Vaseline she put a big blob in her hands and shimmied over to Wil who was still standing and jacking off. She wrapped her hands around his large member and started to pump. It was so erotic to watch her pump his huge stiff down on her knees while I sat on the bed taking pictures of them. Her breasts bounced deliciously and her body was slick with sweat as she expertly manipulated his dick. "This dick really feels good in my hands," she said, "it's just so big and fat," as she beat him harder and faster. She reached down with one hand and massaged his balls and in seconds he began to moan loudly. He came once again and I couldn't believe a guy could shoot two such big loads in one evening. Ribbon after ribbon of milky white cum shot up in the air landing all over Gina and the carpet.

Gina was covered by his sperm and wasn't exactly enjoying it. She got up, scooped up some cum with her finger and stuck it in her mouth, "Mmmm, not bad, OK it's time for a shower now," and she walked to the bathroom. 

After she had gone I looked over at Wil and said, "Maybe it's time we call it a night. I really don't think she'll know what to say or how to react after she gets back out of the shower and the sexual frenzy is behind her. We've NEVER done anything like this before and it's really out of character for her. Let's play it safe and give her some space." 

Nodding his approval, "I hope this won't cause problems or interfere with our friendship?" 

"Are you kidding?" I replied. "I'm really not sure what her reaction will be but as for me I've never felt closer to you buddy. In fact I only hope one day I can return the favor if you get back into a relationship. That's after I see a lot of pictures first though," I said with a wink.

Wil got dressed and drove back to his hotel. A few minutes after he left Gina came out of the shower in her bathrobe. "Where's Wil?" she asked. 

"He went back to his hotel" I responded. 

"Is everything OK?" she asked. 

"Fine here," I replied, "how about you?" 

"Right now I'm fine," she said, "but ask me again tomorrow." 

I did ask her the next day and she was still fine, however, we agreed that we'd give it some time before trying anything like that again, but that were definitely going to do it again. It was wonderful culling through the hundreds of excellent sex pictures we now had in our library. I mailed a CD of the whole collection to Wil and he was eternally grateful.

Six months later, Wil became very involved with a beautiful lady called Elaine who quickly took to our little picture swapping game. She especially enjoyed the sex picture collection when Wil finally let her see it. It wasn't long before we were invited to their wedding so we flew in a few days ahead to meet in the flesh but that's a whole other story.

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