0 comments/ 8805 views/ 1 favorites Lora By: rmlooker Strong sexual content. Cal stood frustrated by his hotel room door, he could not get in. As he was standing there, a woman was coming up the hall towards him pulling a suitcase on wheels. She looked at him as she stopped at the door next to his. She took her key card and put it in the door. While waiting for it to register and unlock the door she glanced at him again and saw his frustration. She asked him if everything was all right and he said not really. She asked if there was anything she could do and Cal said are you sure you don't mind? Lora said not at all and walked towards him. He moved the toe of his shoe to his key card on the floor pointing it out to her. As he turned to her she noticed his left prosthetic arm ending in two metal hooks. She gave him a huge smile thinking that he had dropped his card and could not pick it up. She reached it, picked it up and handed it towards him. He smiled back and said no, it was worse than that, something had broken in his arm and it would not function at all. She said well let me get your door open and we can take a look at it. She put the card in the door and it unlocked and she pushed it open and walked in front of him and held it open. As he walked past her and with more light she now noticed that the right arm of his suit coat was completely empty and hung limp. They stopped in the middle of the room and she turned the light on the desk on. She looked at him and said now what. Cal said if you could help me with my coat and then look at the cable on my back that runs over my shoulders, we might be able to see what is wrong. Lora took hold of the lapel on the right front of his jacket and it immediately fell off the empty arm aside. She followed it around him and slid it down the prosthetic arm and put it on the chair. The arm was on over the outside of his dress shirt. As he turned around it was obvious that one of the wires that operated the hooks was broken off of its clamp. She expertly described to him the problem and he looked at her like how do you know all about that. She laughed and said she was a nurse and worked for some doctors that had patients that used them. She was here for the medical devise convention that was downstairs in the convention hall. He laughed and said he was here for the same reason, worked for a company that made prosthetic supplies for people that made them. They laughed at the coincidence and introduced themselves. Lora said let me go get my bag in my room and I need to use the bathroom and I will be back and see if we can get it fixed. She looked and said there is a door between our rooms, do you mind if I open yours and I can come over that way. Cal said not at all, good idea. Cal sat on the edge of the bed to wait and Lora was back shortly. She suggested that they remove the arm and look it over and Cal agreed. She expertly unfastened the straps and lifted it off. She brought the problem around to where he could see it and pointed out where the wire had broken from the catch. There was no way it could be fixed without the proper tools and parts. Cal and Lora looked at each other knowing that he would not be able to do much for himself without it and only one arm stump. She told him she would be glad to help him any way he needed it. He grinned at her and said are you sure and she said no problem, she had helped amputees before. Cal said well it is dinner time and I am hungry, would you like to order something and eat up here in the room? Lora sort of bit her lip and said no, I would rather go down to the dining room with you. He looked at her and said but you are going to have to feed me and she said so? He looked at her then asked are you a devotee and Lora just grinned and nodded her head. Cal grinned back at her and said deal. She said do you need to go to the bathroom and he said he had just gone and was ok for now. Lora said she had been on a plane all afternoon and needed a shower and to change clothes. Cal said no problem, turn the TV on to the news for me and I will be ok. She asked what he was going to wear and he said can I go like I am, my slacks and this dress shirt? Lora said that would be fine. Twenty five minutes later Lora came back into the room. When she left she had slacks, matching jacket and a blouse under it along with flat shoes. When she came back she had a very short skirt, blouse (and obviously braless) and high heels on. Her legs were bare, shinny, muscular and long. When she walked up to Cal and he stood, he was 5'11" and she was as tall as he was. He looked her up and down and said you clean up very well. He asked her to tuck the ends of his long sleeve shirt sleeves into both sides of his slacks waist band and she did. She stepped back and looked him over and said very sexy. She made sure she had a room key and they left to go to the restaurant. They were seated by a window overlooking the city. They had been seated side by side and Lora said she cheated and had called for a reservation and asked to be seated that way so she could feed him. Cal said good thinking. He told her it was his treat so order whatever she wanted. The server came back and they did order. They turned their chairs a little so they could look at each other and talked about where they were from and more about what they did. Neither was or had been married. They both traveled quite a bit and liked it very much. Finally Cal said you have not asked about my lack of arms. Lora shrugged and said it was up to him if he wanted to talk about it. Cal said he was in the military and had been in an explosion in the sand box. His right arm and most of the shoulder were gone and about half of the left upper arm was gone. It had happened about 5 years ago and he was getting along ok with his hooks. He had tried an arm with fingers, but liked the hooks much better, and he only wore a left arm. He hesitated then said he also liked the looks of them better. Lora spoke up and said she did also. After he was done, he asked her when she had become a devotee and she said during her time in nursing school. She told him about a young girl she had taken care of that lost her legs, and her attraction to her that took place. They still saw each other once in a while. Their food came and Lora seemed to really enjoy feeding him, neither one minding they were out in public. During the meal she told him she thought it was a very sensuous thing to do. Cal confided it was to be on the receiving end also. They finished and had coffee continuing their conversation. Cal looked at her nipples standing out several times and Lora asked him if he was embarrassed being seen with her like this. He said absolutely not, I take it you did it for my enjoyment and I am doing so. She said yes, I dressed for you so you had something to enjoy while I enjoyed looking at your superb assets or in your case, lack of. He asked if amputees were what she liked best and she said oh yes. After they finished they headed back to their rooms. They were standing in his room and Lora asked if he would like to get out of his clothes and did he want her help. He looked at her for a few seconds and said guess I don't have much of a choice do I and said would you please help me. She smiled and started unbuttoning his shirt. She took it off and then removed his shoes and undid his trousers and let them fall to the floor. Cal stepped out of them. She asked if he needed to go to the bathroom and he said yes. He was in his jockey shorts and underwear shirt and socks. He stood facing the john and said just pull them down and I can sit on the john. She did and when he turned around she had turned her back. Cal did his thing but now needed someone to wipe him. He asked Lora if she would mind helping him and she said no and wiped him. When she was done she just stood in front of him and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. She did not remove it just let it hang there. She dropped her skirt and he saw that not only was she braless, but had no panties on. She did have pubic hair showing which was pretty much right in front of his face. He looked up at her and could see between her breasts, but her blouse was caught on her nipples and not fully open. She looked down at him and said let's get in the shower and Cal used his arm stump to reach up and push her blouse open and off her shoulders. Her breasts came into full view and he saw how big they were. They looked very firm, no sag, stood out from her chest and tapered out to her nipples. Her aureoles were very large and puffed out covering the whole ends of her breasts. Then her nipples stood out from there, long large and hard. Unfortunately they were just out of the reach of his mouth. She stepped back a step and he got up off the john. As he stood up he was right next to her and his large, long, uncut prick hit her in the stomach. Without moving she looked down at it and then looked back up into his eyes with a huge grin on her face. She did not have to move her face up much to reach his lips and gave him a brief kiss. She removed his undershirt and they got into the shower and closed the door. After adjusting the water he let her get under it first then he did. She soaped him all over being sure to pull his foreskin down and washed the huge head. As he was rinsing the soap off of him she started soaping herself. He watched her soap her very large breasts and continue to rub the soap into herself far longer than necessary. She had soaped her back already so he got behind her and used his arm stump to wash her back and behind. She then turned so he could do her front and he rubbed her breasts good with both the side and end of his stump. As he bent over to wash lower she spread her legs good. He saw that the pubic hair was just a small patch and that most of her cunt was shaved. He ran his stump between her legs applying pressure to her labia as he moved it in and out. She moaned loud enough that he heard it as she did so. As he was bent over rubbing her, she leaned over his back and soaped his rear sticking her finger into his rear and pushing on his prostate. He let her do it for a few seconds then stood up and kissed her. As he broke the kiss she asked if he wanted to fuck her here or on the bed. He said your choice and she said bed. They finished rinsing and she dried them off good. They got out and she brushed their teeth and they got in his bed. He asked if she needed protection and she said no she was safe and they started kissing passionately. As much as Cal could with his short stump, he pulled her to him. Her hand found his stiff prick and he said careful, I want to cum in your cunt. She grinned at him and said how bout I suck you off good and then you can last a long time fucking me. He said good idea, put your pussy in my face as you do me and she crawled on top of him spreading her legs for him to eat her as she took him in her mouth. He was covered in precum and she licked it all off getting his large head in her mouth. She ran the tip of her tongue around his pee hole trying to encourage more. She felt him attack her snatch with what seemed to be a very long tongue. Lora soon had his large head down her throat all the way and was licking his balls as she did him. She seemed to have no gag reflex and could hold her breath for a long time. She felt his balls quickly pull up and got hold of them and pulled them back out not wanting him to cum yet. Cal found her vagina and got his tongue in it as deep as he could. The whole area was shaved smooth, just the little bit of hair higher up. He wished he had a hand to be able to play with other parts of her. He felt her pulling on his balls so he did not move his tongue up to her clit yet. He could see it was fully extended from its hood right now. After five minutes of Lora sucking on his prick, Cal was ready to cum. As he felt it building up she did not try and stop him this time. He pulled his tongue out of her cunt and ran it up to her clit sucking it into his mouth and using the tip of his tongue to tease the end of it. He felt her jerk and he started ejaculating into her throat. When Lora felt the first squirt in her throat, she pulled back so his head was in her mouth. She wanted to fully enjoy all of it tasting and feeling the warm jism gush into her mouth. She did not suck hard wanting some to be left so he could fuck her soon. She came hard as he sucked on her clit. After, she licked him clean and let him slide out of her mouth and not one drop had leaked out. She moved off of his face and turned to kiss him loving the taste of her cunt on him. She licked all around his mouth to clean him up then they kissed deeply. Lora then moved over to Cal's right side and started kissing where his shoulder had been. Here there was not much bone where the socket had been, and she used her fingers to follow her kisses over the area. After several minutes of this she moved to the left side and started fondling the stump. It had lots of scars on it. She kissed the end of it pushing her tongue into the skin to feel the end of the bone. Cal watched her doing all of this. Lora told him how much he had aroused her at dinner looking at his amputations. The right side dropped off so much more than the left did she said. He said I am glad you enjoyed the view, I sure did like looking at your nipples protrude through your blouse as you looked at me. She moved one of her breasts up to his mouth so he could suck on it. As he did, she moved one hand down to his balls and as she was toying with them felt his cock start to get bigger. She took hold of it masturbating him into an even larger one. She had already made up her mind where she was going to put his large cock head this time. It did not take long after Lora pulled his foreskin back for her to get him nice and hard. He had started producing precum and she used that to rub his head good. She soon straddled him and guided his prick into her very wet pussy. Even though he was large and long, he slid in without any trouble. She rode him for a while and he thrust his hips back at her. The kept their eyes locked on each other the whole time. Lora then stopped and pushed herself down on him getting all most all of him in her cunt. She moved her pelvis around feeling his head up against her cervix. When she felt it in the right position she pushed down even harder and got the head started into it. As large as she knew it was, she did not try and force it very fast, just letting it stretch slowly into her uterus. It finally popped in and they both felt it. Cal lifted his stump up towards one of Lora's breasts and she moved forward letting it push into her. He moved it around stimulating her even more. Finally he started moving slowly, and only a short distance, to rub the area just below his head. She could also feel it happen. She reached behind herself and felt for his balls. They had already pulled up into his body so she knew he was ready. She stopped for a while and they just enjoyed the feelings and the knowledge of where he was at right now. Cal finally said he was close to Cumming and did she want him to do it where he was. She answered you bet I do, so any time you are ready feel free. Shortly he said fuck me now and she started moving her cervix on his cock. She saw his eyes close and then felt his shaft contract and expand as it ejaculated his cum into her uterus. It started a reaction in her and after 3 or 4 squirts he ran out. He looked back into her face as she slowly tried to pull him out of there. The lubrication he had just provided helped and his head soon popped free into her cunt again. Just as he did so, he started thrusting in and out of her with his pubic bone hitting her clit. After three or four of these Lora came big time. Her hips bucked and bucked on him as she rode her orgasm out. He stayed hard the whole time stimulating her even more as she fucked him hard. Finally they were both spent and she fell forward on to his chest. He told her how good she was and how much he enjoyed what had just happened. Lora lifted her face and looked at his saying well if it weren't for your length, we would have been out of luck then kissed him adding lots of tongue. Cal flexed his cock still buried in her and she said feels like you are still very hard. He said yes, have yourself another one if you want. She pushed herself back up on it with her arms and tried it out a couple of times. She saw that his eyes were fixed on her big breasts and started ridding his long, hard prick again. Since Cal had no arms and hands to do it, she put her hand down between her thighs and used her finger to rub her clit. This rapidly sent her to another big orgasm and she finally pulled off him running out of energy. She cuddled along side of him and fell asleep. Cal soon followed her and they slept for some time. When Lora woke up sometime later, she reached out and found his cock limp now, smiled and went back to sleep. Noises in the hotel hall woke them up and he asked what time it was. Lora said 6:15 and light was starting to come through the drapes. They were pretty much where they went to sleep last night and Cal turned on his side to face her. They kissed and said guess we should get up. Lora reluctantly agreed and said lets hit the shower. They did and she washed him then herself then their hair. Cal used his stump on her also. They kissed after rinsing off good and he still was not hard. She grinned and asked how long that would last. Cal said a week or so and they laughed more. After drying off and her getting them dressed they ordered room service breakfast. While they were waiting, she and Cal looked in the phone book for a prosthetic place to try and get his arm repaired. They found one that he remembered was one of his company's customers and they tried calling to see if anyone was in yet. Someone did answer the phone and Cal introduced himself telling the person what the problem was and what was needed. They had the part and in fact the man that answered the phone was on his way down there to the convention and would bring the part and the tool to fix the problem. Cal gave him his room number and thanked him for the help. About 45 minutes later there was a knock on the door and Lora let him in. The gentlemen got inside the arm, replaced the connector and reattached the wire into it, crimped it and got the hooks and elbow working. He helped Cal get the arm on and made sure it worked like it was supposed to. As some of the wire had been cut off, the adjustment strap had to be let out one notch. Cal offered to pay the man and he said no so they arranged to meet for lunch later today. After he left, Lora helped him get his shirt, tie and suit coat on and then she got her stuff ready and they headed down to the large meeting room. They picked up their name badges and said they would see each other later this afternoon and headed to their respective booths. The day went fast and Cal got back up to his room first. He had a red eye flight to catch later so he got his things together. Lora got up later and he asked her to dinner. She laughed and said men had been hitting on her all day and she was glad it was him that was the winner. They kissed and she said she needed to shower and change. She was back and dressed very sexy like last night and they headed out to a restaurant away from the hotel. They had a great dinner and got back to their rooms. Lora quickly stripped naked and helped Cal undress and they were soon in bed fucking their brains out as the saying goes. After she had cum three times, she asked what time he needed to be to the airport. He told her and she said they had better get going. As he got dressed they looked at their calendars' and checked the dates for their next get together. She said I thought it was my turn this time to start the act. Cal laughed and said yes it was, but he was not planning on his arm breaking. She said well it worked great, I loved it! They had been meeting for a couple of years this way at various meetings. He kissed her good bye until the next time and the cab took him to the airport. Lora Becomes a Sex Kitten Lora Piatti had a lovely body, some may offer the opinion that it was indeed incredible. Small and trim. 5'4" tall, just over 100 pounds, 24 inch waist, 34 inch hips, 35B breasts, full and firm. More than a handful as the old saying goes. Shapely legs, slim to match her body but with good muscle definition; she's unlikely to ever have a problem with an ass that's anything but taut, tight, and bubble-shaped. Thick brown hair that cascaded halfway down her back, dark eyes that virtually sparkled in every light, almost olive complexion, relatively small mouth, full dark lips, bright even teeth. The combination of tight curves was amazingly sensual but it was that absolutely perfect ass of Lora's that drove the boys, and the men, fucking wild. Taut, tight, and it looked like a bubble rising up, and almost daily Lora encased this derriere for the Gods in increasingly shorter and tighter skirts purchased from the small boutique that she managed in the upscale mall. This gorgeous young twenty-two-year-old woman was made for just one thing; and if the looks from the males were any clue, Lora was only just beginning to realize what that was! There was just one teeny-tiny problem with this scenario. You see, Lora had only been with one man sexually in her entire life, her high school sweetheart who was now graduated from an Ivy League university and was working as a commodities trader on Wall Street while Lora still lived in her hometown near Washington, DC. Theirs was an Amtrak relationship, every other weekend one or the other would travel so that they could spend about thirty-six hours together. While Lora's libido and sense of adventure was becoming increasingly more pronounced, her boyfriend seemed to be almost oblivious to his horny and beautiful girlfriend's sexual desires, such was his focus on his career. Why, he had never even gone down on her, ever. That was to bode well for thirty-eight year-old John Williamson, the Mall Manager, who with each passing day was rapidly becoming the proverbial apple of Lora's eye, and the source of her frequent masturbation sessions both in her bedroom and in the solitude of her stock room on a slow retail day. If only he knew how many pairs of panties Lora had saturated with her self-induced cream fantasizing about the slightly older, charming, sophisticated Ladies' man. Lora had also taken recently to watching graphic porn on the Internet and On-Demand, so that she could analyze different oral techniques and fucking positions. She was like a grad student cramming for her final exams. John had fucked several of the other retail store shop owners or managers, as Lora knew from the local Mall gossip. John himself remained very discreet in his dalliances, but, well, you know how women talk. Especially when John was supposedly endowed with an eight-inch cock and a tongue that was legendary. Both appendages were rumored to have the stamina and precision of a fine Rolex timepiece. Lora had heard from blonde Yvonne from the Flower Shop, who was the apparently somewhat-steady fuck of John's, under the cross-your-heart promise of secrecy, of course, that John had entertained Yvonne and Lisa, the cute, petite African American girl from Fashion Bug with the huge jugs, in a menage-a-trois that wore out both girls while John was still going strong. It was also pretty widely known that Judy, the statuesque brunette regional manager from Ralph Lauren was another charter member of John's Frequent Rider program. And, there was one of Lora's regular customers who also worked as John's 'personal assistant' in the mall office named Jayne, an older, classy woman in her mid-forties with flaming red hair and a body of a woman half her age (Lora knew from seeing her try on outfits in the dressing room), who dropped less than subtle hints that she had a 'special relationship' with the handsome Mall Manager. So, chocolate, vanilla, and strawberry, aged from twenty to forty-five, John had captivated and captured each of their pussies. But that was exactly what Lora wanted from what would become only the second man to be invited to have her own pussy. Experience, confidence, and size. If she married her workaholic boyfriend, Lora would no doubt someday become a comfortable trophy wife living in the Hamptons or Greenwich or in Westchester County. But that's not what excited Lora, not anymore, as her hormones raged stronger and more vibrant every day. No, she couldn't envision a life with a self-centered man with a low sex drive, no inclination to serve her orally, and an almost impotent cock that was barely five inches long. Lora wanted to be a sex kitten. And she knew just the man who could help her with this choice. And when. Lora had requested a meeting with John through her customer and mall employee Jayne, and Lora asked that it be after 6 p.m. on a weekday under the auspices that she couldn't leave her store unattended until her night shift relief arrived. Lora was informed by Jayne that John had an 'opening' the following Thursday at 6:30, and he would be available to see her at that time. Lora estimated that she would probably play with herself enough between now and the meeting date to set some kind of self-pleasure world record. Lora prepared for the meeting that morning by shaving her pussy so diligently that it didn't have a hint of a wisp of pubic hair, and she augmented her natural scent with a sprinkling of perfume between her labia, which burned for a minute, but also literally steamed her cunt when mixed with the continual moisture that Lora leaked in her nether regions. Her outfit that day was especially provocative, even considering Lora's increasingly daring propensity for revealing attire. A white, sheer button-down blouse with the sheerest of ivory lace push-up bras beneath it. Tight, super-short black mini, that allowed for a view of the tops of Lora's ebony thigh-high stockings with every stride. Black 4-inch stiletto pumps, classy enough to be fashionable, but daring enough to certainly be referred to as 'fuck-me' shoes. And, three changes of thongs that day alone while she worked in her store, one because of another clandestine self-homage session, and the other necessitated by the constant stream of humidity cascading from between her legs from mere anticipation of her upcoming 'meeting'. As six-thirty arrived, Lora finally settled on a sheer lemon-yellow thong with silk flowers embroidered subtly into the fabric. Lora walked nervously into the outer office and was surprised to see Jayne still there, yet obviously gathering her belongings to pack up for the day. Jayne cordially greeted Lora and invited her into the office's plush conference room, explaining that John was finishing up a call with the home office and would be there in just a few minutes. Jayne also complimented Lora effusively on her 'sensational' wardrobe and teased Lora that whatever it was that she wanted to discuss with John, she ran the risk of distracting him with her look that day. Lora blushed and bid a gracious good night as Jayne gently shut the door behind her, careful to peek and assure that the red 'on' light of the camcorder hidden in the planter was aimed directly at the large mahogany table. This was not Jayne's first rodeo, so to speak, not by a long shot. She had an intuition that she knew EXACTLY what Lora wanted with John, and she also knew her own boss well enough to know that he would not have even agreed to see Lora under these circumstances if he, too, didn't have a desire for an extracurricular, up-close-and-personal 'meeting' with the luscious young boutique manager. So, accordingly, Jayne decided to memorialize the one-on-one meeting on videotape, because, hey, ya never know when the 'minutes' of such an off-the-record meeting may come in handy someday. Jayne winked at Lora before shutting the door, noticing the flush in Lora's complexion and the distinct smell of Lora's sex scent wafting through the small room. Before leaving, Jayne walked into John's office as he was about to end his call, and without saying a word, unzipped his suit pants in a flash, kneeled down and began to suck earnestly on his beautiful shaft, quickly rising in surprised attention to Jayne's always masterful oral administrations. The sexy redhead sucked long, hard and deep for about fifteen frantic seconds as John stammered his goodbyes over the phone, and just as quickly and unexpectedly stopped, tucked his now turgid snake back in his pants, rezipped, and walked out of the office, shaking her aerobically-honed butt as she did, saying coquettishly over her shoulder, "Your six-thirty is here, I wanted to make sure you were duly alerted." John stood, still rock hard from the surreptitious oral ambush, and said to Jayne, "I'll see you at ten. And, yes, I'll bring the tape for you. For us. I want you to taste her on me as soon as I walk in your apartment tonight." Jayne would spend the spare time between now and then watching several of the other tapes that she had archived, the ones with John being sucked and fucked by other store owners and managers. The one of Yvonne and Lisa remained her favorite, but Jayne had a feminine intuition that perhaps this one with Lora might become number one with a bullet. You see, Jayne wanted Lora for herself, and such tapes always made it easier to 'convince' the younger vixens to go along with Jayne's bi-sexual conquests. John walked into the conference room and he and Lora both almost gasped at the appearance of the other. Lora could definitely make out the discernible bulge poking beneath John's charcoal-gray trousers, and Lora's blouse and skirt did nothing to assuage the slightly twitching member. Lora's blazing brown eyes remained riveted to John's crotch as she stood to greet him. It was quite obvious he had a raging hard-on and judging by the size of the bulge he wasn't lacking in the cock department. John moved swiftly to the corner of his desk and extended his hand to hers. His hand was softer than she imagined, but it was indeed strong and confident. When his hand touched Lora's, it was almost like electricity had shot through her. Her body was already heightened to sensitivity and his touch set something off in her. She looked down again at the bulge in his pants. Lora felt as if she were at a crossroad. Her whole life she had taken the easy path, the path of least resistance. She didn't take risks and she didn't do impulsive things. She was reliable old Lora. Lora the designated driver, Lora the baby sitter on a Friday night, Lora the house sitter while you were away at vacation, and worst of all, Lora the loyal unsexed girlfriend. Well, today, finally, she was tired of being the predictable dependable Lora. She felt a wave building up inside her. All those years of following the easy, respectable path were causing a tidal wave of desire through her. She refused to be this passive person anymore. Impulsively she turned towards John and kissed him, deeply. She could see his eyes widen in surprise, but it was too late to break off now. She was committed. John had stepped to the corner of his desk, hoping it would somehow shield his erection from view. He took her hand and reached to shake it and then put a hand to the small of her back to try to steer her away from his erection. He thought he had pulled if off when suddenly Lora had turned and kissed him. John couldn't believe it, he hadn't expected Lora to be this aggressive. The shock of it caused him to stand still, but the realization came that she was young, beautiful, and obviously had noticed him checking her out and didn't mind. Didn't mind? Hell, she was initiating things! John broke out of his stupor and pulled Lora close to him. He slipped his other hand behind her neck and felt her soft shiny hair in against the back of his hand as he tilted her head up to his. Her kiss was wild, and their tongues fenced playfully in each other's mouth. She started to push off his suit jacket before their intense first kiss had ended. It slid off his arms and onto the carpet as he released his grip about her small waist and swan-like neck. She moved him over to the desk so he could lean against it and then started unbuttoning his crisp dress shirt. Lora felt absolutely wanton. When he hadn't responded at very first she had been afraid that she had blown it and gotten herself humiliated. But then he had pulled her close and kissed her back and she knew he wanted her as bad as she wanted him. She felt almost detached from herself at first. This was not Lora, was it? She hadn't just put her toe in the water; she had jumped headlong into it and now was swimming for her life. It was too late to turn back now, and besides, she didn't want to. She needed this release badly. She pushed him back against the desk and started pulling apart his shirt. She didn't have time for buttons. His chest was well defined, he definitely kept in shape, just like she had imagined. She closed her mouth over one of his nipples and licked a small circle around it until it grew hard. She sucked on it gently while her hands undid John's belt. She finally loosened it enough and his pants fell to the floor. She kneeled down, shrugging off her jacket as she got to her knees. She pulled off her blouse before peeling his boxer shorts over his erection and down to his feet. John leaned back as Lora ripped his shirt open. He couldn't believe how wild she was. She had always seemed so reserved and shy and now she was a wild tiger popping buttons off his shirt and sucking on his nipples. He closed his eyes and reveled in the sensations her tongue was giving him while she worked on his belt. When his pants finally dropped and she released his nipple from her mouth, he opened his eyes and watched her get into a kneeling position. She pulled her blouse over her head. She had that sheer little sheer bra that only accented her tits, the nipples poking out for sweet release. The sight of her cleavage and the tops of her tits caused John's cock to become even more erect, if possible. She looked up and locked eyes with his as she grabbed his erection and began to put it in her mouth. Lora took John's cock in her hand and brought her mouth to the tip. She had been right in her assessment before. It was a awesome-sized cock, by far the biggest she'd seen, even on those porn movies, and if there was one thing she knew, bigger HAD to be better. She looked up at him and met his gaze. She began to tease the tip of his cock with her tongue. He let out a small groan when the tip of her tongue finally touched his cock. A small trail of saliva led from her tongue to the tip of his cock when she brought it back to her mouth. She worked up more saliva in her mouth and then slid her tongue along the length of his shaft on either side. When she had generously lubricated both sides she grabbed his shaft with her hand and started stroking it slowly up and down. She took his head in her mouth again and playfully teased the slit on the top by flicking it with her tongue. She could taste his pre-cum and it only served to excite her further. Her eyes never left his as she swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. Over, under, and around her tongue moved teasing him as her hand continued to stroke on his shaft. Finally she dropped her tongue to the bottom of her mouth and started to take in more of him. John marveled at the blowjob he was getting. Lora was amazing with her tongue, and he was quite sure this was going to be the best blowjob of his life. He couldn't take his eyes off of hers and she never broke her gaze either. There was something deep and soulful about that, like they were connected far deeper than just her tongue to his cock. He groaned and subconsciously pushed his cock closer to her tongue. After tongue teasing his head for awhile she finally started to take more of him in her mouth. He could feel her warm wet tongue sliding farther down his shaft. He thought for a minute she might take all of him in, but she stopped after about five inches and held herself there. Her lips around him and her tongue resting against him were an incredible feeling. Every other woman who had given him a blowjob had always just worked in and out. None of them had just enjoyed feeling his cock in their mouths, and here Lora was looking up at him with rapt passion in her eyes, right down to her soul. Lora finally took John's cock back out of her mouth. She loved the way it felt. His head was velvet smooth, and she could feel the pulse of him through the shaft of his cock. She felt so alive like that, so connected to him. His eyes never left hers so she knew he felt the connection too. Her body tingled everywhere. It was like every nerve ending in her body had become super sensitive to the slightest touch. Her pussy was getting soaked now and her thong was practically parting her pussy lips. It was pressed up hard against her clit and a familiar sensations were beginning to build, but this time, it was not self-induced. She tried hard to push that aside to focus on her 'coming-out' blowjob. She started working just the first inch or so of his cock in and out of her mouth. She stroked the rest of his large shaft with one hand and balanced herself against the back of his leg with the other. She fell into a steady rhythm now, her hand and mouth moving together to cover nearly his entire cock. John leaned back against the desk and groaned again. Lora had fallen into a rhythm now and was doing her best to take him over the edge. A part of him wanted to hold back, to make this blowjob last forever, but there were parts of her he wanted to explore too. Suddenly John could feel Lora's teeth playfully scraping against the top of his cock. The sensation seemed to focus all of his attention to his blowjob. It was amazing the way she could take total control of him like that, she seemed to be able to lead him to any place she wanted at will. His cock was throbbing now and his own familiar sensation was starting to grow in his balls. The pressure on Lora's clit by her thong was getting harder and harder to push back. Something about taking John in his office was causing her to become way more stimulated than she ever had before. Giving blowjobs to her unappreciative boyfriend had never made her hot, and this was SOOOOO different, she was sure it wouldn't be long before she came herself. The thought of that only seemed to increase her desire. Her mind went back to John's big cock and she started to gently use her teeth along the top of it. She could feel the throbbing start to increase and she knew he was probably getting close himself. She hadn't really given any thought to where he was going to cum before now. Lora was filled with a desire to taste him; she wanted to feel the warmth of his cum on her tongue and in her mouth. She didn't want to make this just an ordinary blowjob though, she always swallowed when with her boyfriend. Lora wanted to make this blowjob as wild and wanton as she felt right now. She decided she wanted to watch him cum, she was going to do something she'd never imagined she'd let any man do to her. She wanted him to cum on her face; she wanted to get it on her hair and in her mouth. The thought of John cumming on her was bringing Julie to the edge of climax. Her clit was throbbing now with the increased blood flow from her state of arousal. She shifted her weight slightly and gasped as her soaking wet thong pressed harder onto her clit, she was so close now. She moved again and there was no stopping the wave now. She took her mouth off of John's cock and let out a low moan. The first wave of her powerful orgasm swept over her and she moaned again. John was right at the edge now, and he could feel that Lora knew it because she kept him right there teetering on the edge without pushing him over it yet. She shifted slightly and let out a tiny gasp of pleasure. John wasn't totally sure what was going on as she had one hand on his cock and the other on the back of one of his legs. There wasn't anything anywhere near her pussy. Lora Becomes a Sex Kitten She shifted again and this time her mouth came off of the end of his cock and she let out a low moan of pleasure. She moaned again quickly after that and it was obvious she was having her own orgasm. John looked down at her in amazement; she was actually having an orgasm from sucking him off. Her grip on his cock tightened as the orgasm overtook her. The increased pressure and the thought of Lora cumming from no other stimulation but from blowing him was almost more than John could take. He groaned again and made a Herculean effort to keep his cum in his balls. Lora had virtually lost control now. Her orgasm was coming in waves now and she rocked slowly and let out another long low moan of pleasure. Her hand had involuntarily been squeezing John's marvelous cock and she heard him let out another groan. Finally the shock waves passed and Lora regained some of her senses. She knew John was doing everything he could not to cum until she wanted him to. She looked up at him again with a wild look of lust in her eyes. She started stroking his cock again in a steady circular motion. She felt him tense up and knew he was about to let loose. The first massive spurt hit her on her left cheek and onto her hair and ear. Lora repositioned herself slightly so that the next one landed on her lips and in her mouth. John shuddered again and let out a third load that caught her upper lip and glanced off just to the right of her eye. He let out his own low moan when Lora put her mouth over his head again and milked out the last of his cum with her hand. When she was sure she had gotten it all she took her finger and moved the cum from her face to her mouth so she could taste it all. They were both breathing heavily as John leaned down and put his hands around her waist and drew her up for a deep kiss. John expertly unhooked the clasp of Lora's bra and if fell down to the crooks of her elbows exposing her exquisitely firm tits. They were just how he had imagined them. They hung perfectly and had perfect small dark brown nipples that were still poking out rock hard. She let the bra from her shoulders and John swung her around so that her back was now facing the desk. He leaned his head down and took one of her hard nipples in his mouth. She let out a small gasp and arched her back pushing her tit harder against his mouth. He took his mouth off of her nipple and cupped his hand around her perfect tit while he moved his mouth to her other nipple. She gasped again at the first touch of his tongue tracing light circles around her nipple. Lora followed John's guiding hands as he rose her up to give her a deep kiss. His tongue danced playfully with hers as she loosened her shoulders a bit and her bra slid down to her elbows. Her nipples were hard and aching to be sucked, after their rough treatment against the embroidery of her bra. She saw the look of excitement when they broke off their kiss and he examined her boobs with unbridled lust in his eyes. Lora lowered her arms and let the bra slip off of her and onto the floor. John grabbed her with his strong hands and swung her around so that he was facing the desk and she was leaning against it. She watched as John lowered his head and took one of her nipples in his mouth. Lora gasped as the sensation seemed to shoot right through her body. She arched her back so that he wouldn't take his mouth off of her aching nipple. He tugged on it playfully and then moved his head back and cupped it with his hand. She gasped again when she felt just the tip of his warm, wet tongue touch her areola. He began to trace tiny circles around her nipple as he gently massaged her other boob with his hand. The sensation was palpable and seemed to shoot straight down to her pussy. John loved the feel of Lora's beautiful tits, whether it was the softness under his hand, or the hardness of her nipple in his mouth. But as wonderful as it might be he longed to smell and taste her pussy. He broke off his teasing of her tits and brought his hands to her hips. In one smooth movement he easily lifted her small frame so that she was sitting on the edge of his desk. He kissed her lightly all the way down from her tits to her stomach; he spent a moment and playfully stuck his tongue in her belly button before he moved his way down to the waistband of her thong panty. He could smell her musky scent already and could see that her thong was completely drenched in her juices. The material was so sheer but the embroidered flowers made it difficult to tell if she had the landing strip he had imagined she would have. Her scent drew him like a magnet and kissed her softly where the leg band of her thong met the inside of her thigh. He heard Lora sigh as she leaned back and lay flat upon the top of the desk, kicked off her high heels, and rested the heels of her stocking feet on his desk. John moved his way down the crease of her thigh and then over to her still covered pussy. The smell was intoxicating as he placed his mouth over the bottom part of her pussy and sucked at her through her silk. He heard Lora moan again as she squirmed at his touch and his mouth, preparing for the first time she had EVER been eaten. He spent a few moments more tasting her juices before he moved to the crease of her other thigh. He felt her squirm again, but this time she was trying to get her pussy to his mouth again. He continued his trek up her thigh until he got to the waistband again. John tucked his index fingers underneath the band and began to pull her thong off of her. She lifted her butt to assist him and as he pulled her panty up and over her knees he got his first view of her totally shaved pussy. Lora's young, nubile body was on fire, her pussy was soaking wet and her clit was throbbing. John's teasing of her nipples was sending electric shots of pleasure straight through her, as she moaned with delight. Finally he broke free, moved his hands to her hips and gently lifted her up and set her on his desk. Lora closed her eyes and heaved as John worked his way down from her boobs to her stomach with soft, sensual kisses. He stopped for a quick second to tongue her belly button before his lips made it down to her crotch. Lora sighed as John's mouth finally got to where her thigh met her torso. She lay back upon the desk, kicked off her shoes completely now, spread her legs, and rested her bare heels on the edge of the desk. John's expert kisses were driving the inexperienced but willing vixen crazy, she wanted desperately for him to suck on her engorged clit, but she resisted the urge to guide him there and let him go about his own pace. He slowly moved down the line of her thigh until final he moved his mouth to the opening of her cunt. Lora could feel his hot, warm breath and she moaned as she squirmed at the slight tickling sensation it gave her. He moved off of her pussy yet again a few moments later and started kissing the line of her other thigh. Lora was almost overcome with the desire to have John's mouth directly on her needy pussy and she tried to move her slit back towards his mouth. John resisted her motions though and slowly kissed his way up towards her waist once more. She felt him put his fingers underneath her. She lifted up slightly to help him, and he slowly peeled her thong completely off of her, over her ankles and feet, and then dropped them on the floor. John couldn't believe his fortunes. He loved a shaved pussy, but he hadn't imagined Lora would have one. He resisted the temptation to dive right in and start sucking on her clit, and instead started kissing the outer lips of her pussy. Lora let out another low guttural moan of pleasure and her hips bucked up slightly trying to get him to give in and take her clit between his lips. He resisted again and moved to the other side of her pussy. He moved slowly over the top of her clit and let his warm breath tickle her so that she knew he was there, so close to it. She moaned and tried again to lift herself up to his mouth. He deftly avoided her though and kissed her again down the side of her pussy. The wonderful scent of her pussy was much too irresistible, though, so he brought his tongue to the bottom of her slit and slowly licked upwards. Lora shuddered and moaned yet again. She tasted delicious, even better than she smelled, he thought. He purposely avoided her clit and started again at the bottom with another slow lick. He knew he was driving her crazy, but he wanted her release to be cataclysmic. The next time down he moved his face closer and stuck his tongue inside her molten pussy. His face was immediately soaked in her juices and John realized he had never seen a woman get this wet before. He began to slowly tongue fuck her pussy, curling his tongue upward and out and then digging it back in at the bottom. John felt like he could spend all night right there devouring her pussy and drinking from her juices. Jayne, who!?!?!? Lora was in a frenzy of sexual excitement, her mind raced, and she had an insatiable need for John to suck on her clit and bring her to her inaugural orally-induced orgasm. She moaned as John teased her some more by kissing the outside of her pussy. She needed it so badly now, that she tried again to lift up her hips and force John to suck on her clit. He instead moved over to the other side of her aching pussy and kissed her there. Suddenly she felt his warm breath on her clit and he knew she was so very close. She moaned with desire and wanting and pushed her hips up again. Somehow he managed to move before she could get her engorged clit to his lips, and instead he kissed her again just outside her pussy. Finally he moved his warm wet tongue to her pussy and Lora shuddered as the shock wave of the sensation traveled throughout her body. His tongue worked slowly up her slit and then moved out just before it had gotten to her throbbing clit. His tongue moved down to the bottom again and he repeated his previous motion. Finally he moved close and stuck his tongue into her pussy. His moved it slowly up and out and then stuck it back inside of her again. Lora was literally going out of her fucking mind. She needed release, she felt like she was going to explode, and every nerve-ending in her body was tingling with sexual energy. She couldn't take any more foreplay, she needed him to suck on her clit and send her careening over the edge. "God, John, please, please I can't take anymore teasing," she muttered breathlessly. John knew he had taken her as far as he could and moved the flat of his tongue upwards until he got to her swollen clit. He paused for just a moment before he dove down and started sucking hard on it. Lora jumped and bucked as he sucked firmly but gently on her hot button. She cried out and used her hands to pull him tight against her. John's face was covered in pussy juices and he felt like he couldn't breathe, but he was determined to not let go until she came into his mouth. She was grinding her hips now, pressing herself as firmly against his face as she could. He closed his eyes and reveled in this moment of pure adrenaline-filled passion. Suddenly he felt her tense and he knew she was about to cum harder than any woman he had ever pleasured. And he'd had quite a few. Lora felt John bring the flat of his tongue up her pussy this time and again felt his warm breath just over her clit. In a moment that seemed to stretch for an eternity he sat there poised above her. Then, finally, he brought his lips over her clit and started to suck it. The teasing John had been doing before had been making her entire body tingle, but this sensation was like a cannon shot through her. She bucked uncontrollably and cried out in passion as she grabbed his head and drew it as close to her as she possibly could. She was so close now, she started grinding her hips now moving her clit in his mouth as he continued his steady sucking. Lora could feel the tidal force of her orgasm welling up inside her. She tensed for the onslaught of it and tried to pull John's face impossibly closer to her. The shock wave of her orgasm burst from her clit and traveled lighting fast throughout the rest of her body. "Oh my God, fuck yesssssss," she wailed, as she continued to press as hard as she could against John's face. She shuddered again as the next wave shot from her clit and followed the first to every part of her body. Another wave struck, and then another. "Ohhhhhhh.......Mmmmmm," she moaned, as the aftershocks of her orgasm rocked her body. At last she released John's head and he released from her clit so he could get a long breath of air. John's face was absolutely soaking wet, covered in Lora's sweet cum and pussy juices. He loved the way she tasted and contemplated going back and teasing her pussy and clit again, but his big cock was wildly erect and it required some attention of its own. John stood up and looked down on Lora, gasping for breath. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily, but she had a slight smile on her face. She had a soft glow of perspiration, and her hair was tousled from her uncontrollable thrashing during her orgasm. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked into his eyes for a moment before she sat up, wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a deep, slow, sensual kiss. John was enjoying this even more than he though he would, this youngster was a pornstar waiting to happen, he thought to himself, maybe the best ever. To relax her a bit, he kissed her softly, tenderly, as opposed to the wild, frenzied kisses they had shared before. His hard cock still was pressing on her pussy and stomach. Finally she broke off their kiss, and with a twinkle in her eyes, she reached down to grab his massive erection. She felt the thickness completely fill both of her palms. Lora lay on John's desk and tried briefly to regain some semblance of composure while stroking his big dick. She had never had an orgasm that powerful in her life and her body was trying to recover from the sensual explosion that had rocked her only moments before. She saw John stand up, but he let her be and didn't immediately try to initiate anything else. She opened her eyes fully and looked up at him for a moment. His face was wet with her cum and juices and his hair was tousled from his ride between her thighs. She felt an insatiable desire to kiss him, so she sat up and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close. She could smell and taste herself on his lips and tongue and that excited her in a strange, primal way. She felt his cock pressing on her and realized that although her orgasm had released the enormous amount of pent up sexual energy inside of her, she now just had the emotional and spiritual need to feel him deep within her. She broke off of their kiss and looked at him playfully; while she reached down to fondle his cock. "I want you inside me," she demanded, in a husky voice that even surprised her. "Fuck me!" It was not a request. John didn't need to be told twice now. His cock ached to feel her velvety pussy around it. He grabbed her ass and pulled her until it was hanging slight off of the edge of his desk. Then he moved his hands and brought her still stocking clad legs up and held them underneath her knees. Lora lay back down on the desk and used her hand to guide the tip of his cock to her pussy. She sighed as he pushed an inch or so inside of her, but instead of pushing his way deep inside her, he pulled back again until just the tip was inside of her. Again he pushed himself in just an inch or so, and again he pulled back so that just the tip of him was inside. He did this six times, about one for each inch of cock, and on the seventh instead of pulling back out he thrust and pushed in as far as he could go. He heard her moan softly, so he kept himself there for just a moment before he pulled back to just the tip again. He repeated this procedure but this time on the eighth time he pushed himself deep, then again on the ninth time, and so on. Each time he plunged deeper, and she let out constant, unending guttural moans. Finally he got to the point where his every stroke was the one that went deepest and then he continued to go as far as he could in a relentless, steady pace. Lora needed John's entire length NOW, and thankfully it seemed he finally needed to be fully inside her as well. She wished she were on top of him, able to control the action better, but here, lying on the desk, she was helpless to do the things she wanted. It felt like he was doing this forever, teasing her pussy with those half strokes and then pulling out to just the tip of his cock. Finally he thrust deep inside her and Lora cried out at the pleasure of it. Her moment of bliss was soon over though as he pulled to the tip once again. What a fucking pussy tease he was! Lora waited for the next deep stroke but it didn't come. John pushed in half way and pulled out to the tip yet again. Lora longed to feel him deep inside her again but he continued on with those maddening half strokes. Just when Lora felt she couldn't keep quiet a moment longer John pushed himself deep inside her again, snapping his dick tip against her cervix with an audible 'SNAP'. The feeling of absolute pleasure was undeniable and she moaned yet again. She wanted to feel him deep inside her forever, but he pulled out again to the tip. When John half-stroked again, Lora finally realized what he was doing and waited impatiently for the deep stroke. Finally it came and Lora yelped as he went deep inside her again. The countdown finally whittled to the point where John was taking long deep strokes now. Lora was in heaven, John's cock filled her in a way that she couldn't even begin to fathom, she seemed to feel every inch of him and marveled in the sensations he gave her. She decided the time for being a passive fuck had ended though and decided to let him know that she had some hidden talents as well. John was enjoying his teasingly torturous fuck of Lora when suddenly when he went deep he felt Lora's tight pussy muscles contract and clasp around his hard cock. The sensation was indescribable and he almost lost control of himself at the pleasure it gave him. He pulled back and she released, but then clenched again at his next stroke in. John was amazed at the talented control she had, each stroke by him and she would clench again. He had never been with a woman who could move vaginally quite like that, and the sensation of tightness it gave him was almost too much for him. He willed himself not to cum though and kept at his steady pace. Lora was moaning at each stroke and she put two fingers over her clit and starting rubbing it in a circular motion, slow, then fast, slow, then fast again. With her other hand she was playing with one of her tits and rolling her nipple around between her thumb and forefinger. John began to think about where he was going to cum this time. Her gorgeous face was still matted with the residue of his last potent load. He wanted desperately to cum inside Lora and feel her pussy milk him until he was dry, but he wasn't sure if she was on the pill or not and didn't want to risk it. The way she was rubbing her clit made a top pullout impossible, but the last thing he wanted was to pull out and then have to stroke himself off on her. He wanted the touch of Lora's soft skin to bring him to climax, not his hand. John had an idea, he pulled out of Lora, moved his arms down, grabbed her by the hips, pulled her until her whole ass hung out over space, and then turned her over so that she was now leaning up over the desk instead of being up on it. She turned and looked at him with a smile as he moved forward again and pressed the tip of his cock back into her. With John's next stroke Lora contracted her pussy muscles again and felt herself grip onto his cock. A brief look of surprise flashed across his face, but he kept up his pace and Lora contracted each time he reached the end of his stroke. She had been practicing her Kegel exercises for months now on dildos and cumcumbers, ever since she had read in that Cosmo article that they would increase sexual pleasure for the man and the woman, but her boyfriend's puny cock wasn't even worth practicing upon. This serpent of John's, though, was another story. Oh boy, it was game on! Lora Becomes a Sex Kitten Lora had to admit that it did make an already wonderful feeling even better, and she felt the building of another wave deep inside her. She didn't want a long slow build-up, though, so she reached her hand down and started rubbing her clit in that familiar way that she knew from hours and hours of masturbation. With her other hand she slowly rolled and squeezed one of her big nipples between her fingers while the little shocks of pleasure ran through her and fueled the wave building inside. Lora was enjoying the building crescendo when John pulled out and let his hands slide down her legs to her ass. He pulled her partially off the desk and swung her legs around until she got the idea that he wanted her to stand and lean over the desk. She stood and turned to smile at him devilishly as she spread her legs outward as John moved forward and pushed his cock back inside her. Lora leaned forward and let her forearms support her on the desk as John plunged deep inside her. The feeling of him sliding deep inside her again caused her to let out another moan and she temporarily forgot to squeeze to make herself tighten around him. When he started his slow, regular strokes she regained her composure and began to squeeze him as he reached his deepest point. The wave that had stalled just moments before began to build up in intensity once again and Lora let out short little moans at each of his strokes. "Mmm...Mmm....Mmm...," she moaned as he rocked into her again and again, invading her passionately. John watched as Lora leaned low upon the desk. As she lowered slightly it pushed her ass a little higher in the air. John pushed his way deep into her tunnel again and Lora let out a low bellow. He was a little disappointed when she didn't squeeze, but started up again with long, slow, steady strokes. His disappointment didn't last long though, as Lora suddenly seemed to remember herself and started making her pussy very tight again. The sensation of her lightly-used pussy hugging his cock was unlike anything he had ever felt before. She was so soft inside, but she held his cock in an almost iron grip as he pulled out of his deep stroke. Lora started groaning at each stroke, and the sound of it, coupled with the view of her curved back and round, perfect ass was enough to start John's cock throbbing hard again. He knew that he wouldn't be able to keep this pace much longer but he wanted to make sure Lora came again. He wanted her to experience a deep, vaginal orgasm this time. John started to quicken his pace a bit and Lora's moaning became even louder. She faltered a bit and couldn't seem to keep up with him now so she held her pussy in a constantly tightened state. It felt like John was fucking a virgin and that thought only helped to heighten his arousal. He began to pump even faster and soon the sound of his balls slapping against her tight ass joined the sounds Lora was making. As John picked up the pace of his fucking Lora lost all track of when she needed to be tightening herself so she kept herself tight the whole time. Her wave was steadily building now and soon nothing would be able to hold it back. John increased his tempo even more and the sound of him slapping against her caused her to squeal even louder. "Oooh...Oooh.....Ooooh, my fucking Goooddd...!" John was holding himself in check even as he slammed against Lora in a seemingly ever-quickening pace. His balls were aching for release now, and it was all he could do to keep himself from spurting his load deep inside of her. Just the thought of it brought him teetering to the edge and he grunted and held it back by some miracle. He could tell by Lora's moaning and calling out that she was close now. He hoped it wouldn't be too long or he was afraid he wasn't going to be able to hold himself. Suddenly Lora's neck arched up and he felt her pussy loosen around him and squirt repeatedly, warm liquid oozing out of her slit and down each of their legs. Lora could feel the wave of her orgasm as it grew higher and higher until it was an unstoppable force rolling through her. She arched her back as the wave started to break and she lost control of her pussy as the sensation took over her body. "Ohhhhh, fuck, mmmmmm," she cried out as she tried to press herself as far onto John's cock as she could, urgent final thrusts. John stayed deep inside Lora and he could feel her pussy releasing and contracting as strong after-currents overwhelmed her. The feeling tipped the balance and he could feel himself start to lose control. He pulled out and rested his cock between her two perfect round ass cheeks and pushed up rubbing against them. "Oh fuck me, this is unbelievabl......" He groaned as the first of his load came out and landed half way up Lora's arched backbone. John groaned again as another, and then another spurt of cum landed on Lora's asscheeks and back. Lora's orgasm was in after-drive when John pulled out and started cumming on her back. It didn't matter anymore as her orgasm had fully taken hold and the wave was rolling unchecked throughout her body. This last one was long and drawn out where her other ones had rolled through her in a quick and powerful precession. Where the other ones had rocked her, this one seemed to reach every single nerve ending in her body and she tingled from the sensation. John collapsed into a chair next to the table and Lora backed up and sat down on top of him. She nuzzled her head on his chest as they both breathed heavily from their erotic romp. They stayed there for a while, just enjoying the silence and each other. Suddenly Lora giggled and John smiled as he said. "What's so funny?" Lora giggled again as she said. "I hope I proved my value to your staff." John looked at her in confusion. "What do you mean?" Lora leaned up and kissed John again, a long, slow, sensual kiss. She wasn't sure what she had started, but she realized that taking the wild path had led her somewhere she would never have dreamed of before and somewhere she never wished to leave. She broke off her kiss and sighed as she fell back against John's chest. "That camcorder in the planter. Is that for you or Jayne? Or both?" Completely mortified, and completely busted, John's face turned the deepest of crimson, matching the hue of his diminishing cock. Lora pressed a finger to his lips in a silent but unmistakable 'shush'. No need to incriminate yourself, she thought. She got off his lap and walked towards the planter and she bent over to grab the device as John watched their cum run down and drip into her asshole. She plopped it into her purse and bent down to take John's dick in her lips once more. "How about I keep this one for us, John? We'll call it 'Lora Becomes a Sex Kitten'. Do you like the sound of that?" John's groans as Lora began to suck his cherry-red cockhead back to life for their sexual sequel provided all the answer she needed. John never made it to Jayne's that night, and Jayne soon resigned from her job. After all, there was a new, younger, Sex Kitten in the mall. Meow. L'orage Je ne fus plus qu'un long frisson qui glaça mon corps de la tête aux pieds, tout mon être se concentra dans ma queue raidie à l'extrême plongée dans la chaleur sans fin qui l'accueillait. Les muscles tout autour pulsaient et pressaient cette épée de sang plantée en leur centre, qui se battait furieusement, plongeant et plongeant encore, à chaque fois plus conquérante, intrépide, dictatoriale, forçant le conduit brûlant d'une sève torride. Mes reins pulsèrent encore une fois et mon membre se figea au fond du vagin vaincu et envahi de ma chair, mon corps eut une secousse dont l'épicentre était au fond de l'instinct humain. Une vague passa mon corps délivrant un flot ininterrompu de sperme dont le flux semblait intarissable, les spasmes emportaient toute raison avec eux, le liquide fécond se répandait infiniment et il me semblait que cette jouissance ne finirait jamais. Lorsque la marée sembla se tarir, je sentis une dernière vague monter en moi et mon gland vomit encore de sa fertile semence au réceptacle repu qui n'en pouvait plus et laissait sourdre au dehors des ruisseaux couleur de crème. Ma bite toujours figée était encore dure comme si elle ne voulait pas abdiquer, orgueilleusement plantée au beau milieu de la fente toutes lèvres ouvertes, labourée et vaincue dans cette joute inégale, et qu'elle savait perdu d'avance. Mais qui pourrait parler de défaite quand c'est la vie qui triomphe de toute façon ? La vie qui s'insinue par le labyrinthe des corps, entre l'offrande et la demande, entre désir et consentement, entre cuisses ouvertes et dard planté. Mon sexe palpitait encore tant ma jouissance avait été immense, il ne se résolvait pas à se rétreindre et restait là planté en elle. Je me risquais encore à quelques coups de reins qui remirent le feu à mon sexe et tirèrent des gémissements à celle qui était sous moi, je pris cela pour des encouragements et barattais de plus belle le vagin déjà si plein de ma sève. Cette fois je ne reteins pas plus longtemps, ouvrant les vannes aux flots de fluides liquoreux qui couraient au fond du sexe chaud qui ne pouvait que baver hors de lui ce trop plein de semence. Etait-ce alors un soupir d'extase, de fatigue ou de résignation quand ma mère exhala un « O mon Dieu ! » Elle se débattit soudain avec la dernière énergie et parvint à me verser sur le flanc expulsant mon sexe de son vagin. Comme mue par un ressort, elle bondit de son lit où nous étions couchés et courut jusqu'à la salle de bains. Dans son mouvement, j'eus le temps d'apercevoir le buisson sombre de son entre jambes, maculé de mon foutre blanc. L'eau coulait en abondance, le son du liquide dans la tuyauterie me parvenait distinctement alors que j'étais couché là, au travers du lit, inerte, hébété de ce qui venait de se produire. Cette nuit d'orage resterait à jamais gravée en ma mémoire, je le savais maintenant, moi qui n'était plus pareil aux autres. J'avais désormais une marque en ma chair, je la sentais comme si elle me fut faite au fer rougi. Tout mon corps brûlait de cette marque terriblement intime. Je n'entendis même pas l'eau se tarir dans la salle de bains tant était profond mon trouble et mon émoi. Anéanti, brisé par l'émotion j'étais épave jetée par une immense tempête. J'étais hors du temps. Un baiser frais posé sur mon front me ramena sur terre, une odeur de parfum familière, un souffle tout près et un corps qui se glisse près de moi. Le contact doux et soyeux d'une chemise de nuit, un bras glissé sous ma tête qui me ramena près de son corps, ma tête sur sa poitrine. Son cœur battait fort et résonnait à mon oreille presque douloureusement. Nous restions là, sans dire un mot, dépassés par ce séisme qui nous emportait. Juste des corps qui se reposaient, tentaient de reprendre pied en cette réalité qui se refusait. Comment ferions nous pour reprendre le cours de nos vies ? Son cœur se calmait petit à petit, son sein sous ma joue était chaud, je percevais l'élasticité de sa chair et le téton dur qui agaçait mon nez. Imperceptiblement je bougeais ma tête et effleurais le bouton dressé avec mes lèvres, je l'embrassais, d'abord imperceptiblement, avec dévotion et respect. Je l'embrassais mieux, mes lèvres le touchaient et appuyaient sur ce bourgeon durci au milieu de sa poitrine, ma langue le caressait au travers de la dentelle du vêtement de nuit. Je m'enhardis, mes lèvres captaient ce petit bout d'elle pour le sucer tandis que mon corps tout entier venait se lover en son creux et que mes bras se refermaient sur son corps. Je suçais le sein de ma mère comme aux premiers jours de ma vie, ses bras se refermèrent sur ma nuque, elle repoussait la dentelle de sa chemise de nuit et me tendit son sein blanc, nu, surmonté de son fruit rouge. Ma bouche l'aspirait, ma langue le caressait, mes dents le mordillaient et mes lèvres le retenaient. Longuement cette nuit là, j'ai tété le sein de ma mère et je me suis endormi sur elle, son autre sein enfermé en ma main. * C'est le matin, la lumière pâle du soleil d'été rode dans la chambre pour en chasser l'ombre peu à peu. J'ouvre mes yeux, encore pleins de mon sommeil, tout barbouillé de rêves étranges. Il me faut encore quelques secondes pour réaliser où je me trouve, les lieux me sont étrangers, en tout cas ce n'est pas ma chambre. Je réalise soudain, tout me vient comme une vague déferlante, comme l'orage qui la veille a jeté ma mère entre mes bras. Elle est là, à portée de ma main, son souffle régulier soulève sa poitrine. Je suis le mouvement de houle imprimé à ses seins par sa respiration. Ses tétons pointent sous le fin tissus de sa chemise de nuit. Sous le drap, son corps est à moitié nu, dévêtu par la nuit et ses mouvements pendant son sommeil. Je jète un regard à sa hanche qui s'offre et son ventre blanc qui fuit entre ses cuisses. La tâche sombre de son pubis plonge vers le creux mystérieux de son bas ventre. Je bande, comme tous les matins, mais aujourd'hui mon érection tend davantage mon sexe. Il pointe devant moi, à quelques centimètres de la chair maternelle qu'il semble vouloir toucher tant il s'étire droit sous mon ventre. Imperceptiblement, je tends les reins vers l'avant, je n'ai pas besoin de bouger beaucoup pour que mon gland vienne caresser la peau de maman. Ma bite se tend davantage encore, il me semble qu'elle va exploser tellement je sens palpiter le sang en elle. Mon cœur bat à tout rompre, le sang bat à mes tempes. Je ne bouge plus, je retiens mon souffle, je n'existe plus que par ma queue qui touche le flanc de maman. Je caresse sa peau de mon gland. Elle soupire dans son sommeil et je crois qu'elle se réveille. Non, pas encore, elle bouge un peu et me tourne le dos. Maintenant se sont ses fesses qui s'offrent à ma concupiscence. Je soulève doucement les draps pour apercevoir son cul dans la pénombre du lit. Ses hanches se creusent en une courbe lascive avant de remonter en une pente raide le long de son fessier. Une raie sombre sépare les deux globes fessiers, je suis fasciné par ce spectacle que je vois pour la première fois. Je n'avais jamais de ma vie couché avec une femme, et pour cette première fois, c'est ma mère qui tient le rôle de l'amante. Je ne parviens pas à démêler l'écheveau de mes sentiments où la culpabilité n'est certes pas ma première impression. Non, je me demande ce que nous ferons lorsque mon père sera là par exemple. Papa est marin, peu présent à la maison qui n'est pour lui qu'un passage. J'en suis la de mes réflexions lorsque maman soupire plus profondément, elle s'étire comme un chat au réveil et bouge un peu. Son fessier vient franchement se heurter au creux de mon ventre. Elle sent mon sexe contre elle, dur et palpitant, gonflé du désir matinal. Elle accentue sa pression, ma bite s'imprime contre ses fesses et s'insinue entre elles. Je n'ose plus respirer, je sens que ma mère de son coté rassemble ses esprits, elle ne bouge plus, la vie reprend possession de son corps, elle aussi se souvient. J'ai toujours ma queue coincée entre ses lobes fessiers. Soudain je sens sa main qui part à la recherche de ce qu'elle sent contre elle. Elle creuse ses reins et libère mon sexe pour que sa main le prenne. Sa main est chaude et ma queue est dure entre ses doigts. Elle masse doucement mon membre entre ses doigts. Nous avons toujours cette position, couché sur le flanc gauche, elle me tourne le dos, sa main droite enserre ma queue et commence une lente caresse. Je ferme les yeux, le souffle brûlant, tremblant de fièvre, haletant et suspendu au va et vient de cette main qui courre le long de mon sexe. Elle prend un rythme lent et régulier, couvrant et découvrant tour à tour le gland tout violacé de sang. Elle tient fermement mon membre, pour rien au monde je voudrais me soustraire à cette contrainte. Son mouvement s'accélère, ses doigts s'appliquent à me masser tout en imprimant son mouvement de va et vient. Je me laisse aller à la fascination de cette main presque anonyme entourant ma bite et qui va sans tarder me faire jouir. Je n'ai pas envie de me retenir plus longtemps, je sens monter la sève ardente le long de ma queue qui se fait plus raide encore, elle palpite sous la main chaude de maman qui a du sentir l'imminence du plaisir. Elle accélère encore ses va et vient le long de la tige de chair pendant que je ferme les yeux en me laissant aller à mon plaisir. Je râle faiblement pendant que des saccades puissantes me secouent et que mon corps tout entier est parcouru de frissons. Le sperme chaud et laiteux jaillit par vagues blanches de mon gland pour s'en aller frapper maman au creux de ses reins et couler en larmes le long de sa peau. J'ai compté cinq jets successifs qui forment maintenant une tâche humide sur le drap. Maman tient encore ma bite entre ses doigts et la presse pour en sortir les dernières gouttes qui viennent avec les derniers spasmes. Cela forme comme un filet de salive au bout de mon gland qui rejoint la tâche de sperme qui s'agrandit sur le drap. Longtemps elle tient ma bite entre ses doigts sans bouger. Moi je n'ose bouger non plus, abandonnant cette part de moi dans sa main. Mon sang reflue de la verge qui devient plus flasque maintenant. Nous restons ainsi un temps long et indéfinissable, je plonge peu à peu dans la torpeur du matin d'été, je somnole et je crois bien que je me rendors. Une pression sur mon sexe me réveille, j'ouvre les yeux, maman me regarde en souriant . Maintenant elle me fait face. Elle a remis sa chemise de nuit en ordre, son corps est couvert mais le fin tissus ne cache rien de ses formes. Elle tient ma queue dans sa main douce et chaude qui réchauffe mon ardeur. Ma bandaison revient au galop, le sang pulse dans mon membre qui se tend sous la tendre pression. Maman me sourit « tu es encore dur » me souffle t-elle. Oui je suis dur O combien ! ma bite me fait mal à force d'être raidie entre ses doigts. Timidement j'avance ma main vers ses seins, je me mets à caresser ses masses laiteuses que je trouve fermes et élastiques sous ma paume. Elle sourie toujours, je la regarde et ma main court sur sa hanche, de ses seins à ses fesses je prends la mesure de ses formes. Voilà que mes doigts se risquent sur son ventre et glissent lentement vers son pubis, elle bouge légèrement, se remet à plat dos et laisse aller ses jambes à leur guise. Son mont de vénus est enflé, ses poils pubiens crissent sous le tissus de la chemise de nuit, je perçois le friselis de sa touffe sous ma paume qui passe dessus et pénètre entre ses cuisses à la rencontre de la chair molle de ses lèvres. Je palpe son sexe dont je sens la chaleur irradier sous ma peau, je frotte légèrement, maman soupire, elle a fermé les yeux, ses cuisses sont accueillantes et s'écartent au fur et à mesure de ma progression. Elle se laisse faire, je soulève la chemise de nuit et découvre son sexe. Mes doigts caressent les bords enflés de sa fente. Peu à peu mes caresses écartent les lèvres pour sentir la chaleur moite du vagin. Elle m'attire à elle, toujours les yeux clos, je bascule contre son corps, elle m'attire encore et je suis sur elle, je la chevauche. Ses cuisses se sont grandes ouvertes et mon bas ventre glisse entre ses jambes. Mon sexe est contre le sien, j'en sens la chaleur et l'humidité. Elle m'enserre de ses bras à m'étouffer, ses cuisses me retiennent pendant que son souffle est fiévreux et saccadé. Sa main s'en va à la recherche de ma bite cachée entre nos corps, prestement elle la saisit et la guide entre les lèvres de sa chatte. Ses deux mains sur mes fesses elle m'attire à elle et avance ses reins. Brusquement sa fente s'ouvre sous la double poussée et mon membre s'y précipite aidé par le lubrifiant que sécrètent ses muqueuses. Sans avoir donné le moindre coup de rein je suis en elle profondément planté, la queue brûlante de sa chaleur intime. Elle exhale un soupir, les yeux toujours clos. Un sourire effleure le coin de ses lèvres, nous ne bougeons plus de peur de casser ce moment unique et exceptionnel. Ma queue fichée en elle palpite d'émotion, ses muscles vaginaux enserrent le membre intrus qui la fouille. Nos souffles courts s'emmêlent tant nos bouches sont proches et ouvertes sous le terrible sentiment qui nous traverse. Je ressens sa respiration tremblante sur mon visage et n'ose plus bouger un seul de mes muscles. Si je m'écoutais je partirai vite tant est vive la tension entre nous, mais je suis comme paralysé, incapable d'un battement de paupière. Et puis maman me retient entre ses cuisses, ses jambes se sont refermé sur mon corps, je ne fais plus qu'un avec elle. Très lentement je sens un mouvement à peine esquissé, ses reins bougent et c'est presque imperceptible. Un mouvement de vague très lent presque sans amplitude commence à mouvoir mon corps de haut en bas. Maman me regarde tandis que ses reins vont et viennent avec une lenteur qui me fait penser que le temps a changé de dimension. Son souffle est toujours plus saccadé alors que ses mouvements s'amplifient. Ma queue bouge maintenant sans que je puisse définir si cela est son fait ou le mien. Nos corps s'harmonisent dans le mouvement gracieux que nous nous imprimons l'un à l'autre, nous nous cherchons et nous trouvons sans le vouloir en un synchronisme naturel, comme une danse initiatique et instinctive. Mes reins se mettent à battre, d'abord lentement, timidement, ils vont et viennent à la recherche de l'autre corps qu'ils trouvent sans effort. Ma queue est tendue et pénétrante, avide du creux vaginal qu'elle caresse sans arrêt, d'avant en arrière, ouvrant à chaque fois la chair chaude et humide qu'elle écarte. Je me concentre sur cette pénétration que j'imagine : mon gland repoussant la paroi rose et brûlante qui s'efface à chaque passage, le vagin de maman se tendant et s'ouvrant jusqu'à l'utérus que je frôle. Comme un train qui démarre, nos mouvements sont d'abord imperceptibles puis ils s'accélèrent, inexorables, puissants comme un convoi qui prend son élan et paraît inarrêtable. Je suis lancé, je baise comme un coureur de fond règle son rythme, lent et continu, mes reins vont et viennent propulsant ma bite au fond de la fente ouverte, trempée et chaude qui bave son trop plein. Cela produit un petit bruit de friction humide un peu obscène. Je m'en réjouis et m'en sert pour régler mes coups de reins. Petit à petit le souffle de maman lui aussi se règle sur le tempo de ma queue et j'ai dans l'oreille son souffle mêlé au bruit de succion que font nos sexes en leur délire. Musique sublime de la queue, du vagin et du souffle de la bouche qui vont l'amble et auxquels se mêlent peu à peu les halètements de plaisir et les cris rauques que délivre la bouche de maman. Ses cris m'excitent et font presser mes vas et viens, j'accélère mes coups de queue et je sens que ma mère suit le rythme, son souffle est plus saccadé et ses cris de plus en plus rauques au fur et à mesure que mon sexe pistonne son vagin. Le rythme monte encore, mes reins se mettent à battre une sarabande de plus en plus folle, le cri venant de sa gorge devient une plainte continue et modulée pendant que ma queue et sa fente produisent un bruit de baratte de plus en plus obscène. Je plonge en elle à chaque coup de reins de plus en plus profondément, mon gland vient effleurer son utérus lui tirant son cri de gorge continu et si sensuel. J'ai passé mes bras sous ses aisselles, mes mains sur ses épaules tiennent fermement son corps tout en retenant le miens. Mes bras sont mon appui pour que chaque coup porté par mes reins soit un coup qui la pénètre profondément, pendant que mes reins se contractent, mes bras tirent tout mon corps vers le haut et ma bite fouille le fente aux lèvres ouvertes. Je sens alors nos pubis se toucher, parfois les os s'entrechoquent tant mon envie de pénétration est grand. La machine semble s'emballer et j'imagine que je ne pourrai pas la retenir, j'ai les coups de reins violents et rapides pendant que la sève me monte le long de la verge. J'ai enfouis ma tête au creux de son épaule que je mords à lui faire mal, sa tête est rejetée en arrière et un long cri primal exhale de sa bouche sans discontinuer. Ses reins sont secoués de secousses frénétiques qui viennent amplifier mes furieux asseaux, j'ai senti à plusieurs reprises que je touchais le fond du vagin, je perçois ses contractions de douleur. Soudain un cri puissant me vient, sans que je n'ai pu le retenir. Du fond de ma gorge il monte comme un cri de douleur. Mon corps se contracte dans la même seconde et ma bite se fiche au creux de ma mère, je me soude à elle et, hébété, je laisse s'échapper un jet brûlant de sperme en spasmes continus et frénétiques. Il me semble que je me vide de ma substance tant est réelle cette impression de me répandre tout entier. Mon sexe pulse à n'en plus finir le liquide blanchâtre qui coule et coule encore, qui s'introduit dans les recoins de sa chair qu'il n'en finit plus de l'envahir. Dans la même seconde que ma semence l'envahissait, le cri de maman est devenu une longue plainte rauque avec de curieux accents dans les aigus avant de finir en plainte de bête blessée, presque un sanglot. Nous reprenions nos souffles dans une ivresse bien réelle qui nous faisait douter de l'intensité du moment que nous venions de vivre. Je m'étais échoué sur elle, anéanti par la violence de cette éjaculation si irrépressible, la bite encore plantée en son sexe. Elle geignait, tardant à reprendre ses esprits, le souffle court, épuisée et noyée de sperme et de sueur. Sa chemise de nuit était enchifonnée autour de sa taille car nous n'avions pas pris le temps de l'enlever, ses cuisses ouvertes et les bras en croix elle laissait sourdre une plainte légère de ses lèvres. Cela dura peu de temps, comme la veille, elle me rejeta sur le coté et je roulais dans le lit. Elle se leva précipitamment, sans souci de pudeur et sans prendre le temps de rabattre sa chemise de nuit pour s'enfuir vers la salle de bains. Comme la veille, l'eau coula en abondance, longtemps et impétueusement. Je restais une fois de plus les yeux perdus au plafond de la chambre maternelle et paternelle. Les bruits ne me parvenaient qu'à travers le filtre de ma rêverie. J'étais bien inconscient de se qui venait de se produire entre ma mère et moi, et surtout, inconscient du poids qui allait peser sur nos épaules désormais. L'insouciance de la jeunesse allait m'aider à porter le fardeau. Ma mère revint de la salle de bains, comme la veille, elle déposa sur mon front un baiser frais qui me fit revenir à la réalité, puis elle vint s'allonger près de moi sur le lit défait. Elle me caressait doucement le visage, l'air grave « Qu'avons nous fait mon pauvre petit ? » Je la regardais sans trop comprendre. A mon visage interrogateur elle compris mon ignorance du mal. « Tu sais au moins ce que c'est que faire l'amour ? » me demanda-t-elle. Je hochais affirmativement la tète. « Tu peux donc imaginer les rapports entre un homme et une femme ? » Je hochais à nouveau la tète. « Mais sais tu que ces rapports sont interdits entre une mère et son fils ? » Je la regardais d'un air surpris, alors, que nous était-il arrivé ? « Je n'avais pas le droit de faire l'amour avec toi » me répéta-t-elle. « O maman s'était pourtant si bien et si fort ! » arrivais-je à articuler. « Cela t'a plu ? » Je hochais à nouveau la tète avec frénésie. « Mon amour ! » et elle me repris dans ses bras. « Tu sais, il ne faudra le raconter à personne, cela doit rester un secret entre toi et moi, sinon je risque d'aller en prison » Sa confidence me fit froid dans le dos : ma mère en prison, je ne pouvais imaginer une telle chose, maman, si douce, si dévouée pour moi, aller en prison pour une chose si forte et excitante ? Cela me paressait extravagant. « C'est la loi ! » conclut elle. Je me demandais bien ce que la loi venait faire dans les sentiments et je n'imaginais pas que la loi pu intervenir entre une mère et son fils. « Je ne le dirai à personne, ce sera notre secret ! » Ce disant, je me pendais à son cou que je serrai très fort. « Jamais je ne laisserai qui que se soit te faire du mal maman ! » Je ponctuais ma phrase de baisers fougueux sur sa joue. « Mon petit » dis elle doucement en caressant mon visage. Loraine Dan drove, not looking forward, to an empty house. His wife was in Italy for three weeks on business and his daughter, Loraine was staying the night at a friend’s house. Dan switched the radio to ON and heard, “I like your pants around your feet” from some random artist. He let a smile slip his face and liked the dirtiness of the image he had in his mind the whole way home. He couldn’t put a face to his image, but he was growing hard at the vision of a body that stood before him. With one hand, he unzipped himself and stroked gently. He was finding it too difficult to drive, so he kept listening to the song and let himself continue to grow. Once he reached the driveway, he pulled forward and parked his car in the garage. Thinking of that song and a hot girl, he got a hold of his dick. He moved in rhythm while he leaned his head back on the head cover. He squeezed himself and touched his own sensitive spots. He jolted by his own strokes and soon began thrusting into his own hand. He felt his warm cum rush with heat through his balls, and into his dick. He whispered ‘fuck’ when he came on the steering wheel and some on his shirt. He put his dick back in and zipped up. After wiping off some of the cum, he got out to walk toward the pool. Dan heard voices coming from his own house and went over to see what was going on. He was half-scared, thinking he would see someone fucking his daughter and partly to find trespassers trashing his house. Relieved, he saw his daughter with her friend, Jane, laughing and swimming. He ignored Jane, but he saw Loraine and he didn’t know she owned a swimsuit so small. He was angry that she bought it without his consent, but he admired the looks of it. He had admired her many times before, but today he noticed every part of her. Her tanned body had its curves but he was enjoying the display of her breasts hiding in the swimsuit. They were around 36C and he could tell they were erect- he assumed from the cold water. He blushed when he found himself staring at her ass. ‘God that is one hot ass’ he thought. His eyes moved down her body and felt proud that her legs were long and athletic. Overall, he saw how her body moved when she swayed around to the music and he even thought she was giving a sexy show to Jane. He had to stop staring at his own daughter. He was 39, her father and she was only 19 and his only daughter. His bulge in his pants increased. Although he loved her very much, he felt he had no choice but to leave without a sound. His mind couldn’t help but think about everything Loraine had done with men in her life. He wondered if she was a virgin. Dan started working out an extra hour at his YMCA wondering if he could make his body built again. He knew he wasn’t fat, but he wanted to gain some tight muscles in his stomach. He had a four pack, but he desperately wanted to have a six-pack so he could become handsome again. He took up running in his own neighborhood early in the morning and showering right before work. He felt himself start to change and feel emotionally better a few weeks later. He looked in the mirror and found a different, better looking man. He smiled at himself hoping soon, someone would notice him. He wanted to be ‘the perfect man’ to any woman who looked his way. He was about to leave for work when Loraine called for him. He turned around and found his daughter staring at him. “You’re gone a lot…I was just wondering if you were cheating on mom…” He was shocked with her comment and the thought of cheating didn’t make him feel bad at all for some reason. His wife was never home anyway and he just wanted some one to love him. That wasn’t so bad, was it? No. He convinced himself he was not going to cheat without telling Loraine. “Loraine, I’m not seeing a woman. I go to the YMCA for an extra hour so I don’t turn ugly by the time I’m 40, which hate to think of it, is not that far off." He stared right at her and asked, “Why would you think I was cheating on your mother?” He really wondered how much she noticed his existence. “You’ve changed. You’re trying to ‘dress to impress’ like a high school guy. Any woman would have wanted you before you started changing. The day you took me to the office with you, I saw the women look at you. Well…are you unhappy with mom?” She whispered quietly. He carefully said, “Yes and no. Her business is important to her.” Dan found it hard to admit the real answer. “I’ve been forgotten and I just wanted someone to notice me. I have to go to work. I’ll be back at 5, would you like to go out for dinner tonight?” “Sure, whatever works for you.” Loraine rolled her eyes and walked to her room without saying goodbye. Dan felt he did something wrong. He went to the kitchen phone and called to say he’d be late for work because he had a school meeting to go to and hung up. His head was driving him crazy- “what did she want of me? What did I do?” He continued to ask himself questions. He found himself remembering her comment on ‘any woman would have wanted you.’ That made him relax thinking things would be okay. He knocked on her door and heard a ‘Come in’ from her room.He walked in expecting to find a confused girl, but instead he saw her in her bed and noticed she had stripped and the only thing that covered her body was the thin sheets wrapped around her. He also noticed how she refused to look at him and he felt uncomfortable with that. “Loraine…I’m sorry. Please understand that I’d never cheat on your mother. I stilll love her, you know. I love everything I have. ” He waited, hoping for a response, but received nothing. “What can I do to make you happy?” Loraine turned to face him and accidently released the sheet she was holding against her breasts. Her tits became visible. Dan’s jaw dropped uncontrollably and as soon as he realized it, he stuttered and tried to apologize. “Come here dad.” Loraine’s eyes never left him as she spoke in a quiet, pleasant tone. He walked forward and was trying to focus on something that would turn him off. Nothing helped. The woman in front of him was too beautiful. Loraine wrapped the sheet around her to cover her breasts and got on her knees. He saw her carefully moved closer to him and felt her arms wrap around his neck. He felt her close in for a tight hug but he hesitated to hug her back. He realized she wouldn’t let go until she felt him return the hug. He finally wrapped his arms appropriately around her waist and hugged her as close as possible without letting her feel his growing erection. He felt her erect nipples press against his chest. Still holding him she asked, “Do you love me?” She whispered in his ear. His eyes started to water and he tried to hold his tears back. He weakly said, “Yes, very very much.” With that, she released her hug just enough so she could look him straight in the eyes. ‘God his eyes are gorgeous’, she thought. She loved how blue they were and she felt the love in his eyes. She looked down to his lips and decided to make her move. She closed in and all that happened was a kiss on the cheek. “Loraine, we can’t do this. I can’t love you like that,” Dan calmly said although with every word, he wished he said something rather on the contrary. “You love me. You said it. Be here for me. Please.” Her eyes pleaded. Dan looked at her and couldn’t help thinking how perfect her face was. Her eyes dark brown with her blonde hair falling down on her shoulders. “Do you want me to kiss you like a boyfriend would?” Dan kept eyeing her and wanted to fuck her right then. He forced himself to hold and wait. He had to be careful with this beauty. Loraine exclaimed, “YES!” With no hesitation at all, Dan leaned forward and felt his lips on hers for the first time. Her lips were soft and tasted good. He kissed her slow and steadily increased his force. He pressed his mouth on hers very hard and as soon as she opened her mouth, his tongue ramned in hers and he had to explore every part of her wanting kiss. His hands were working down her body and he slowly pulled her sheets off. Breaking the kiss, he had to eye her whole body. He held her waist, and loved viewing her tits, her flat stomach and was surprised to see a shaved pussy. He liked it and smiled. He looked up at her and kissed her forehead, then her nose, her mouth, her cheeks, her chin, her neck, back to her mouth and her shoulders. He had to have her. There was no turning back. Dan whispered through his kisses, “Why me?” He didn’t get any response, just a lot of kisses all over his face. He loved it. He felt her hand slipping down his pants and he was exclaimed “Oh, no no!” He broke the kiss and undid his belt. Soon his belt was somewhere on the floor and his boxers along with his kahki pants went down to his ankles. “Now you can have all of me,” he spoke softly to her. He saw her smile and knew she wanted him. He felt her hand lightly touch his cock and he tried to refrain a groan. He closed his eyes feeling her whole hand wrapped tightly around his cock. He felt her place her thumb right under the head which caused a very deep groan from him. “Come to bed with me.” He climbed into her bed and layed down. She kept his legs between hers, causing her pussy to open up for a good view. Her hands went back to working on him, massaging his balls and stroking his cock with slow movement until she wanted to work him a little harder. He resisted to say anything dirty to her until he felt her moving faster along the length of his cock. Talking to his cock, she said “Oh…c’mon baby.” He saw her smile while his cock and balls were being worked with at the same time. He saw her head move closer to his cock… ‘oh, was she really going to do that?’ he thought. Her mouth came dangerously close to his cock and he showed her that he wanted his cock sucked by making a small thrust toward her mouth. He felt a small wet kiss on his head and then he saw her mouth open and his head disappeared into her mouth. Her wet mouth made his cock extremely hard. He loved the attention his cock was getting. He saw her mouth go in deeper and realized she was an expertise at this. Her head was bouncing up and down and with every bounce, she took him deeper. He felt her tongue go up the length of his cock and swirl all around him, touching him at random places. He felt a rush in his balls and wasn’t sure how long he could hold it. He placed his hands on her head and brushed his fingers through her hair. He felt himself begin to thrust back into her mouth and before he knew it, she squeezed him fairly hard and she touched his sensitive spot, which made him cum in her mouth really hard. He was amazed that she took every drop. He smiled down at his daughter and loved how naughty she was. “Thank you for that.” He wanted to make sure she knew he really appreciated it and enjoyed every second of it. She moved up and kissed his mouth. It startled him to feel his own cum on his mouth now, but he ignored that and kissed her back. His hands went to her waist and moved to her stomach up to her breasts. He squeezed them, put his thumb under and lifted them up and never stopped touching them while he was kissing. He heard her moan into his mouth and wanted to hear her cry out for him. He took control and rolled her over so now she was the one on her back. She smiled with a surprised look on her face. “I want you Loraine, do you want me?” Making him sound really dumb she sarcastically said, “I think that was demonstrated a few seconds ago.” He laughed and kissed her neck, her shoulders, and moved down to her tits. He hesitated a few seconds, admiring them but wasn’t sure if he should kiss those too. He felt his man urges take over and his mouth was all over her left tit and his hand massaging the other. His tongue darted out to feel her nippled and he thought she tasted wonderful. Her skin was so silky and he loved sucking, biting and licking her tit. He moved to the other one and gave it the same treatment. He heard her moan and felt her hands on his head encouraging him to move to the V. He kissed down her stomach and teasingly, he kissed her everywhere but the forbidden place. He wanted to take his time admiring and noticed her wet pussy. She opened her legs for him and gave her the best view any man could get. “Please, dad.” He looked up at her and saw her pleading eyes. Her scent was over-whelming and he placed his mouth over her clit and kissed it. He wiggled his tongue a little bit over her clit and saw her arch her back, causing his tongue to go deeper into her pussy. He constantly moved his tongue in and out of her and occasionally going over her clit, which seemed to be a very sensitive spot for her. “Yes, dad…yes, yes, oh, you feel so good.” He was shocked at the tone of her words. His eyes looked at her face and saw her eyes were closed and her mouth open. She was squeezing her own tits and touching herself everywhere. He became so turned on and surprised her by sticking a finger in her pussy while still tonguing her clit. He was glad she was extremely tight and her wet pussy caused him to groan. He lapped her up, feeling her pussy open as wide, and realizing she was offering all of it to him, he made sure his his tongue did a great workout over her sensitive area. Hearing her say “fuck” was a first and his ears listened to every breath she made and all her pantings that escaped. His finger fucked her hard and when he felt her pussy harden, he took out his finger and focused his tongue right over her clit. He moved his tongue all around the area and wiggled it exactly on that area. Her pussy was literally fucking his face and he enjoyed knowing her orgasm was going to be intense. Within seconds, her body was writhing uncontrollably and to make her orgasm last, he kept his tongue in her and tasted her cum. He lapped her cum up and saw her body relaxing. He pulled away from her pussy and stared at it. He loved the way it looked all wet and sensitive. He moved his eyes slowly up her body until they reached her eyes. She was smiling. He wasn’t sure where to go from here. “I…I…I don’t think I can fuck you.” He looked her in the eye and wanted to hear her say it. She sat up and came close to his face. She placed her mouth close to his ear and whispered “Doesn’t daddy want to fuck what he sees?” His mind couldn’t control himself anymore. His balls took over and he became hard in an instant. She obviously noticed because he felt a hand touching his balls. "Oh god!" He sai with his eyes rolling to the back of his head. Gently stroking it she said, “I want to fuck you. I want your cock in my pussy.” He moved away and couldn’t believe her words. She looked confused for a second but he leaned in and kissed her with great force. He violently stuck his tongue in her mouth and pressed into her mouth. She moaned, but he groaned louder. “Yes, Loraine…I want to love you and fuck your pussy. Daddy wants to feel you.” He layed her down and spread her legs. He looked at her again and placed himself her opening. He teased her pussy with his dick and only let themselves barely touch. “NOW!!! I need you now!” She begged him and wrapped her arms around his neck. She pressed him against her and whispered one more time, “now, please.” He slowly pushed into her until he felt her give away. He heard her scream and her eyes were watery. “It will hurt for only a few moments. I promise sweety, it will go away.” He kissed her hoping to make her feel better and both of them realized he had made it all the way in her. He smiled through his kiss and stayed there to let her pussy squeeze him and keep him in for a while. He put his head down on her chest and breathed hard. Her hands were all over in his hair. He began to slowly thrust, pulling himself slowly out and going right back in. He groaned at how tight a woman could be. He stayed at a slow pace for a while and made sure his sex was perfect for her. “I love you so much,” he whispered. With that, he began to move a little faster within her and he seriously could feel every single vein her pussy was touching. He felt wonderful. He thrusted a little harder and to give him better access, she put her legs around his. She met his thrust rhythmically, like they were meant for each other. “Fuck me dad, FUCK ME HARD!!!! Make me cum.” He looked at her and was amazed that she wanted so much from him. He pulled out and slammed harder into her and kept doing that until she was panting and moaning loudly. He slowed down again and made sure he felt her pussy working and massaging his cock. Her back was arched and her eyes were closed. Her mouth was open letting out random sounds. He felt himself groan loudly and make animal sounds while he continued to fuck her. He wanted to last as long as possible. He kissed her chest and moved his kiss to her mouth. He gave her small kisses and while he fucked her hard again, he kissed her violently. She was a great kisser. He knew that. She was also becoming a great new fuck. He felt her pussy starting to vibrate and harden, so he knew she was getting closer. He was glad because he didn’t know how much longer he could last. Her arms wrapped around him tighter and pulled himself closer to her, making it hard to breathe. He loved it though. He loved every moment of this. She screamed out, “I’m…I’m going to cu-u-u-um” and at the end of that word she had already felt her first wave of pleasure. Her orgasm lasted and it triggered his orgasm. He didn’t care if he got her pregnant, he had to cum in her. He felt his cum shoot in her and she said, “Ohh, it’s warm. It feels so good.” He collapsed on her and stayed in her until they were both stable enough to move. He took himself out and layed on his back. He stared at the ceiling thinking of everything he had just done. “How long have you wanted me?” He kept staring and felt her arms wrap around his waist. Her head was now resting on his chest. It took her a while to answer, yet she finally answered with, “I don’t know. Probably since I was seventeen. I heard you and mom and then I masterbated to you. It was the first time I had said your name during that. I’ve never stopped wanting you. You’re perfect. I chose you because you were the first man I loved. I wore sexier outfits and I didn’t think you’d ever notice me.” “Are you kidding me? I saw your bikini’s on you and those low cut jeans. I wanted that ass in those jeans…I wanted you for a while. I admit, I jacked off at times thinking of you too.” “Really? That’s hot.” She smiled and both of them went to sleep for a while after that. He woke up saying: “Yes. I think I just cheated on your mom.” He smiled and heard the greatest laugh come from her. He knew she wouldn’t tell. He didn’t have to ask for that. She was the perfect daughter. And...Dan...well...Dan was four hours late to work. Oops.