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Naughty

By: FFwriter



The sun is streaming in the window when you wake. For over an hour you've been sleeping in my arms and I've been carefully reading a book by holding it behind your head. "Good morning, my darling!" I say gently to you. "How do you feel this morning?"

You stretch and writhe and snuggle up to me, your smooth body sliding against mine. "Naughty," you say.

"Fuck me hard naughty, or fuck me in public naughty?" I need to know, because the second requires planning, whereas the first is something I've been contemplating since the early hours of the morning.

"Fuck someone else and make me lick her out naughty," you answer. Very naughty indeed. You wrap your arms around me tightly and say "Do what you want to me."

At this point I desperately want to fuck you hard, but you've made me an offer too good to knock back. I reach behind you to take the bottle of oil, and pour a little onto your ass crack. My fingers massage your arsehole as I contemplate my opportunity. As I gently explore your puckered hole you grind your cunt against my leg. You have no hair down there, and I can feel your lips part and the moisture between your legs tells me you're excited. I look out the window at the branches of the trees blowing in the wind, deep in thought. As I slip my finger into your arse up to the first knuckle you moan and say "Do it to me, please." You're begging to be taken. You snuggle your head into my neck and I absent-mindedly nibble on your earlobe as the curtains rise and fall in the breeze.

I slip my tongue into your ear, and my finger deep into your arse and you gasp in ecstacy and anticipation. "Let's have a shower," I say.

In the shower you attempt to get my attention my dropping to your knees and sucking me in until you gag. That does, in fact, get my attention, but there'll be time for that later. For the moment, I'm a man with a plan. I make you shave your cunt again, to be sure. After all, stubble is unsightly.

You use your mouth, your hands, your cunt, and everything else you can think of to try to persuade me to take you, but I resist. All I will say is "Never fear, my sweet, you WILL be taken." Even as I take you to the bed room and dress you in a tight white mid-riff T-shirt and a short light skirt - no underwear - you are begging me to penetrate you.

I examine your costume. Without too much effort, your brown nipples can be seen through the T-shirt. The skirt can't be seen through, but your bald pussy is under there, unencumbered and unprotected. "Let's go for a walk," I say.

I drive you to the cafe strip by the beach. On this Saturday morning the cafes are full of couples and families and cyclists drinking coffee and eating croissants while watching the waves roll in across the road. The outside tables are not so full this morning, as the wind is tending to blow napkins and menus and hair into faces. In fact, as we get out of the car, it lifts up your skirt and you hurriedly hold your skirt down to preserve your modesty.

I laugh and come around the car to hold you tight. I say quietly into your ear "Now let's see how naughty you want to be. The wind is going to be blowing your skirt all the time we're here. If you really want to be naughty, you'll let it lift up and all the world will see your beautiful pussy. But if you don't want to be naughty..."

You look at me wide-eyed, and look at the street full of people to whom I am proposing you be exposed. "What if I don't want to be naughty?" you ask.

"For every time you hold your skirt down, I will give you one lash of the whip." You gasp. The whip is a small one we bought at the adult store, but it can hurt when wielded with intent. As if reading your thoughts, I say "And I promise, it WILL hurt."

I can feel your heart beating faster as we start to walk along the street. I'm holding your hand, but as we approach the first cafe there's a gust of wind that causes the awnings to flap noisily, and you pull from my grasp to hold your skirt down. "One!" I say, and look at you smugly. "One beautiful lash!" I laugh evilly.

After fifteen minutes, when we've walked along the street and back, the count is at 13. "Unlucky for some," I tell you as we get in the car. You're embarrassed enough at the stares your nipples elicited, let alone the several times you may have had your pussy flashed momentarily and then had the count increased anyway. "It could have been worse," I tell you. "I could have held one hand and given you coffee to hold in the other." You express some sentiment about small mercies.

We get home and walk quietly to the bed room. You try to joke with me, looking for signs of mercy, but I show none, and you've become scared. You're afraid I'll hurt you, maybe. Or that I won't hurt you enough. We come to the bedroom and I tell you "Strip." You obey, instantly. I push you face down on the bed, rougher than necessary. You cross your wrists and hold them above your head. I take the whip from the bed-side drawer, and hit you, hard, across the buttocks. You cry out, and the red marks appear in seconds. I wait about 5 seconds and hit you again. And again, and again. Thirteen times.

By the last stroke you're crying with each lash, but you never uncross your wrists or turn over. You asked for naughtiness, and you've got it. After the thirteenth stroke I crawl between your legs, life your hips, and finally penetrate you. My prick is rock hard, and my thrusting is brutal. I don't only thrust into you, I pull your entire body backwards with each stroke, so that you are thrown like a rag doll on the end of my cock. After only a couple of minutes I come inside you with an intensity that makes my legs quiver. I literally drop you on the bed, and collapse on top of you. We lie together, exhausted, in each other's arms, smeared with each other's juices.

Several more times during the day we fuck, each time urgently. The memory of the morning's encounter is like a bond between us - we pass by each other in the hall, look at each other, and fuck on the floor like wild animals. We hang up washing together, and have to rush back to the laundry before we end up fucking in the back yard. In the evening, we cuddle together watching TV, and my prick is erect and inside you for an hour.

Finally that night we fuck one more time, no... two more times... and talk long into the night. Make that three more times. The lust is upon us, and it's only when we fall into unconsciousness that we are finally able to keep our groins apart. We sleep in each other's arms.

The next Saturday morning, I once again ask you how you feel. "Naughty," you say.

This time I make a new rule. You take the lashes first, before we go out. When you reach that count, I'll buy the coffee. 

Naughty Allison



It was 6:30pm and Allison looked out the window once more in hopes she would see Shawn returning home from the office with his coworkers. The food was prepped and the beer was cold. The weekly Poker Night was a resent addition to the normally mundane schedule. This little tradition was introduced by Brandi, a girlfriend of one of Shawn's coworkers. Allison and Brandi met at the fabulous Microsoft Employee Christmas party seated at the same table, seeing as her boyfriend Brian was on the same team with her husband. Brandi had been beautiful in her revealing black dress four inch stilettos and the two women had turned the heads of more computer geeks then one would have thought possible.

They hit it off right away and in an attempt to help her new housewife friend had organized a small group to get together weekly for poker, beer, and socialization. The boys would be able to socialize while the ladies occupied themselves elsewhere, without leaving anyone home alone and bored. Allison had caught Brandi's attention at much as Brandi had caught hers at the party. The two had enjoyed the Friday night's getting to know one another better, trading stories, techniques and fantasies. 

Allison had no problem hosting these games at her home since it was big enough to accommodate the rowdy bunch. Tonight was going to be a bit different though. Brandi had put a plan of action together for her new friend and also for her own enjoyment.

The food, cold beers and the hot leather and studded outfit she would be wearing while playing hostess were going to help set this night apart from all the others. Shawn knew about the food and beer, but he had never seen the outfit she would be donning, and would surely be surprised at the exhibition she would display tonight. 

Brandi was preparing everything in the dinning room while Allison kept looking out the window ringing her hands in nervous anticipation. Padded dinning room chairs were placed all around their marble table. They were set back from the table so that their was more room to move around, should you need to. Allison suddenly felt hands slid around her waist pulling her back to meet Brandi's front, her breasts against pressed Allison's bare shoulder blades.

"Stop being nervous, and get away from the window." She spoke in calm even tones. "He isn't going to get a choice this time, remember." Allison released a breathe she didn't know she was holding and let her hands fall to her sides. There had been so many times before tonight that she and her husband had been asked, offered and pleaded with by couples to participate in erotic group adventures. Every time Shawn had angrily refused and insisted that his wife was no one's whore. It was the only area of their sex life she had not conquered him in. She hadn't the courage to push him that far until Brandi had come along with her master plan and dominating personality that pushed her own into submission.

The stage was set when the girls heard two cars pull into the driveway. Brandi moved one hand under Allison's tight leather skirt stroking her ass slowly. The skirt was short enough to display the lack of lingerie underneath it when bent over. Her tits propped up in a tight leather corset, nipples almost showing. Her breath hitched slightly in her throat showing her Lady the effect her touch had. They players for tonight's poker game had carefully been chosen by Brandi and were all aware of the real game they were playing with Shawn. 

The door opened and three young men, dressed in jeans and tee shirts came through into the foyer. The two women still standing in a delicate embrace, silently watching them from the dining room. Shawn called out announcing his arrival when he noticed his wife in the arms of her friend. He merely gaped at his wife in her sexy attire unable to speak. This was going to be interesting. Smiling in amusement, Brandi was the first to move and spoke confidently as she waltzed over to the men that had just arrived. 

"Good evening Gentlemen," She said gracefully. "I am so glad you are here now, we were getting wrestless." She moved to her boyfriend Brian kissing him roughly on the lips and then to a man Allison had never seen before standing just in front of the entryway. This must have been the Derrick she had heard so much about. He grabbed Brandi around the waist and sent a kiss smashing down onto her lips, confirming to Allison that this was Derrick. After breaking the passionate kiss, she introduced the Derrick to Allison, all the while ignoring Shawn. By this point he had closed his mouth and glared at Brandi angrily.

Derrick took Allison by the hand drawing her in close. "Another sissy boy, huh?" he whispered in her ear, his hot breath bring in a shiver up her spine, "I can't wait to fuck that ass, sweet little thing you are" He pinched her but she made sure not to wince, smiling back spying the bulge in his pants. Then they turned and he looked at Shawn. 

"So, um, aren't you going to go change before the others get here, hunny?" He said in a tone far to scolding in nature to be tolerated by Brandi. Allison looked to Brandi for reassurance who gave her a quick nod and smack on the ass. Shawn's laptop case hit the floor along with his jaw. 

"No, I am not and pull yourself together. You're being rude to our guests get them something to drink. Is Heineken alright for everyone?" Allison answered back nonchalantly. "And by the way no one else can make it tonight. You should be thank full Brian invited Derrick, otherwise we wouldn't have had enough players. Brandi and I will be playing with you boys tonight. And the rules for our game will be set by Mistress Brandi. You will play with us tonight and you will address all of my guests in the manner that fits them. Have I made myself abundantly clear to you?"

"Yes." Swaying slightly in his nervousness.

"Excuse me?" She scolded 

"Yes my Lady." He said correcting his mistake.

"Better, now go."

Shawn, eyes down turned, headed for the kitchen. He came back with a six pack of cold Heineken and a bottle opener. Passed around the beer to everyone keeping his eyes on the table with the playing cards.

"Shall I deal the cards?" Shawn asked quietly. 

"No," Brandi said as she sat on one side of him and Allison took the other. "We won't be playing that kind of game tonight." Glancing over at Derrick and Brian who were standing in front to the window adjusting the shades. Allison looked at her hubby for his reaction with a curious amusement. He was already studying her with a nervous grin on his face.

"Can I ask what..."he started.

"You can ask nothing! You will be told what you are to do and you will do it that is the game. You're not a player, only a game piece." Allison snapped at her husband. Leaning into him with her hand on his crotch, she spoke to him softer now, "Don't be scared my love their will not be any losers in this game only winners."

"Yes, my Lady," he said shoulders hunched forward. It had always been his greatest fear that others would find out the nature of their sex life. Being a UFC fighter and working for such an elite company, did not match with the submissiveness he showed with his wife. The fact that he was going to be humiliated before his coworker and other people was filling Allison with excitement.

She looked over at her friend and smiled. "Isn't he a good boy?"

"I think that they are all to heavily clothed, Brian, strip yourself and Shawn now." Brandi order and Brian complied. Shawn looking to his wife who nodded in approval. "And for god sakes, open the blinds. I want to see the sunset while we play." The houses on their street were not extremely close but the were close enough to see inside from the road if someone drove by. 

Both women glanced in Shawn's direction to see his reaction, which was close to mortification. This not only pleased them but also thrilled Derrick who was now staring at Allison with hunger in his eyes.

"Come over here, slut," Derrick said locking his gaze on her, and she was quick to obey. Brandi and Brian were totally aware of what was going on but the confusion on Shawn's face was evident. So Brandi decided to explain a few things to him seeing as his wife was preoccupied. 

"You see sub Shawn, you may be owned by your Lady Mistress Allison, but she is also has the desire to be dominated, a role that you are unfit for. Isn't that Correct?" he said nothing but she chose to continue regardless. "Derrick is far better suited to the task, you want your Lady to be happy don't you, sub Shawn." His eyes low he shook his head. "What was that sub Shawn?"

"Yes mam, I want my Lady to be happy." He choked out. Looking at his wife now sitting on the strangers lap, one hand high on her thigh the other squeezing her ass. He was leaning in close to her and began kissing and sucking her neck. His right hand moving her legs apart, Derrick slid his fingers between her already wet folds and fingered her as she began to pant.

Shawn turned his eyes away, which Brandi noticed immediately. "Brian, I want you to remove Lady Allison's corset, it is in Derrick's way." Brian did as he was told in a way so as not to disturb them. Then stood back and awaited further instructions. "Brian, does Lady Allison seem to be enjoying herself, tell Shawn since he has chosen not to watch." 

Whipping her head around at what she heard, she observed the truth of her husband's disobedience. "Shawn! You will watch, there is no choice here." Derrick reaching behind her neck pulling her mouth to his silencing her. 

"Perhaps, since you are busy, I could help you a bit," Brandi questioned already knowing her friends answer. Allison, whose mouth was being consumed at the moment, gave her a hand gesture that she took as the go ahead and proceeded with her plan. "Brian come over here." He did as instructed. "sit down next to me, sub Shawn you will sit on Brian's lap facing your wife and Derrick." Both naked men complied obediently. "Brian you will not let him look away do you understand?" It was a command not really a question. 

"Yes mistress." Brandi could tell having another naked man on his lap was embarrassing him and arousing him at the same time. This pleased her a great deal. She got up and left the room quietly to retrieve what she need for the next step in her plan.

Subs Shawn and Brian watched as Derrick had Lady Allison writhing in pleasure under his touch. Derrick, noticing that he now had the full attention of her husband and also Brian, he decided to raise the bar a bit. He stopped his ministration on her clit and ceased suckling her breast. Pushing her off his lap and on to the floor.

"On your knees" she did as he instructed, never submitting to a man before and feeling a bit ridiculous. "I am going to have some of that," gesturing to her mouth. He whispered in her ear so only she could hear his instructions, as he kissed her neck. 

Raising himself to stand in front of the kneeling slave in before him, slowly dropped his jeans to the floor and released his hardened cock. Brandi hadn't lied, his cock was porn star material or better even. She couldn't help but gasp and look back at Shawn whose shocked face matched her own. Their was the slightest look of shame on his face and he turned his head away from the scene. 

Brian knowing his mistress would be displeased if he disobeyed her tried to bring his friends gaze back to his wife. Then Derrick addressed the sub for the first time that night. 

"This is what you are giving me, sissy boy? I am going to fuck your wife in a minute and make he cum, over, and over. You could at least watch a master on how to fuck a woman like this. Take notes perhaps, not that you could bring what I have to the table." Allison could see her husband's pain at those words but the growing erection in his lap told a different story.

Just then Brandi returned to the dinning room, oil and a red dildo in hand. She winked at Derrick who gave her a nod in return. Looking down at Allison he gave her instructions. 

"You want me to fuck you slut. Don't you? You want my cock buried within that slick little cunt. Isn't that what you desire?" She stared at him in awe of such a powerful man.

"Yes please," Allison answered in a shy tone.

"Please what, tell me what you want," Derrick said in a tone that commanded.

"I want you to fuck me hard in the ass! Please, please, Fuck me hard in the ass!" She begged.

"Begin playing with my cock then, but do it slowly." Derrick ordered. Allison did as she was told feeling a shiver run the length of her spine at the thought of putting that enormous thing in any of her orifices. She began to lick and suck and stroke his large cock, taking as much as of him as she could into her mouth. Hearing Derrick moaning pushed her into her own state of bliss. 

Brandi enjoyed watching her friends playing this enticing game with the subs but was feeling a bit left out. Looking down at the naked man on her own sub's lap she decided to be merciful to them before she indulged herself. 

"Brian, I want you to stroke Shawn's cock until he is read to cum and Shawn you will not take your eyes off of what is happening in front of you, understand?" Brandi said.

"Yes, Mistress Brandi," They both answered quietly as their cheeks began to burn. Brian immediately began to stroke his coworker's hard member, feeling his own erection pressing against the crack of Shawn's smooth ass. 

Brandi left them to join Derrick who now had Allison leaning over the table and was fingering her from behind making sure to give the desired attention to her asshole. 

"I want to play too," she said spanking Allison's ass. She gave Derrick the oils wasting no time covering the red dildo with oil and the emptied the rest on his cock in his hands.

He made sure to lube her up sufficiently, he applying the warm oil in and around her ass, then again to his cock. Holding his cock by the base with one hand, rub the tip in a circular motion around her ass with subtle pressure, massaging her clit with the other hand. Making the circles smaller and smaller. Allison moaned throatily. In her excitement she begins to push back against the throbbing member seeking entry to her back door. Rocking slowly at first then speeding up, until the tip slides inside and stretches her tight hole. 

Derrick turned to address Shawn, "Do you see this? Your horny little slut wife is begging to be fucked in the ass by my cock. Don't worry I am going to fuck her until she can stand it and then I am going to keep going until she screams. You can thank me later."

Shawn was unmoving as if what he was seeing wasn't real. Brian kept stroking Shawn's cock as the pain in his own grew. Brandi came to stand next to them reaching around she began massaging Allison's clit with the red dildo.

Feeling pleasure at the erotic taboo they were engaged in Allison stayed in that position for some time. Feeling more comfortable now she moved to adjust the enormous pole in her ass, while getting used to it being inside her. Then she slowly pushes back even further and they both rock as its slides in and out deeper and deeper until his cock is hilt deep in her.

Brandi then turned her attention to stimulate her neck, nipples, ears, clit, thighs, breasts, collarbones, touching ever sensitive part of her until she was ready to cum. 

Feeling her pleasure building into an orgasm Allison looked over to Shawn, red faced and cock nearly purple, throbbing and ready to cum. "Do you want to cum, Shawn?" He hesitated to answer at first. 

"Oh yes my Lady!"

"Cum for me Shawn! Cum now!" hearing her orders Brian quickened his strokes bringing him full circle, Shawn cumming all over Brian's hand and his own lap.

Derrick quickened his pace as Allison cried out in an orgasmic roar. Following suit he thrust his cock into her hard and deep letting himself cum inside her, overflowing her tiny hole with his creamy load. 

Hardly able so stand she laid across the dining room table set in front of the window with the blinds completely open, the sun vanished with out a trace. There had never been anything like this in her sex life prior to this and she was amazed that it could be this great. Coming back down to earth she look behind her husband to see Brian face still red and frustration in his eyes. 

"Mistress Brandi, would it be alright with you if I thanked Brian for his assistance with Shawn?" Allison asked.

"Feel free," she replied. Knowing that he had done well and deserved to be rewarded.

"Shawn you will clean up this mess you made and return the pleasure Brian has given you ten fold." Slightly confused he began wiping up the mess on his lap and the ceramic tile floor.

"Yes, my lady, how shall I return the favor, ten fold?" Shawn asked with the slightest bit of sarcasm. He always had a tendency to test the submission after he came, as if asserting some kind of independent free will. Frowning at his gall she decided to remind him of his place.

"You have always served me well orally you will do the same for Brian and then you can thank Derrick and Mistress Brandi as well." The shock on his face told her she a successful put him in his pace. "Make me proud." 

The end



Naughty and Delicious



Scene:

I won't go into details about how you ended up like this; but imagine yourself blindfolded and kneeling on a pillow on your dining room table... Make that two pillows because your knees will be spread apart and your ass would be positioned over the edge as far as possible - Like a frog, perhaps, and the bottoms of your feet up. Your arms would be tied in such a way as there would be some allowance for your body to move back and forth. Your breasts are mashed onto the table, your head, face down is just over the other edge.

Naughty:

You have been naughty' and so you find your self so positioned... Knowing what I know about you now: The real punishment is making you wait... Wait for what? You are blindfolded and immobile. I think it's one of those times that you don't ask to play a scene, you just compel me to "punish" you... You need to learn that this isn't always the best option, for you. I have a devious mind, and pride myself on creative solutions, oh, and an imagination to match! Speaking of imagination... yours is working over time as you hear ice cubes being put in a bowl, water running, various implements being gathered and set on the counter, you have no idea what - there is the sound of metal and cords and wood and then the sound of a knife being sharpened!

What you don't know is I am perched behind and almost below you as I stroke the knife on the steel. I'm surprised you don't feel my breath on your lips I am so close. As I work the steel I can see your lips come out... you are open and poised like you are (and turned on) it is not surprising that your beautiful lips would come out to play; but the perverted fuck that I am demands I see your "Pavlovian" response. It's incredible, with each swish of the blade on steel, your luscious lips seem to grow just a bit each time, and swell and magically moisten... You can only imagine the pleasure it gives me to be able to make you so wet without touching you, and how much your glorious big meaty lips are so adorable to me. 

I can no longer resist. You feel my mouth as it completely cover s your gaping pussy. My teeth scrape at your cilt and the lower edge where lips divide and my tongue vigorously stabs at your centre. Then I suck with such force you feel as if I am turning you inside out. You scream And I rethink that part where I failed to use your sopping panty as a gag; but continue my relentless attack on your cunt. Your lips are out now, or at least would be, but they are swirling between my teeth and lips as chew them like gum, suck and swallow your essence as it flows past my chin on my neck and chest. I'm a bigger slut than you are I think. Then I focus on just your clit; holding firmly between my teeth I pull back an let it escape reluctantly past my grip and you shudder and spurt back at me :) Your gaping hole and ragged lips are dripping. I slap your ass with both hands hard before pointing the blow dryer at your pretty pink mess.

The heat and air moving past feels different and exotic, but does not ease the next orgasm building in you. My wet face snicker at the play on words 'blowjob' while my free hand reaches for the oil that I have warming. You don't even notice as some warm oil drips over your ass and trickles all down the crevices that make up your intimate junction. You do feel my fingers invade your ass and your pussy. You try and clench for contact, for relief as I keep sawing in and out. I take your glass dildo that is equally pre-warmed and slide it easily into your ass. Inserted about half way, I like to watch it dance as your every pelvic muscle is focused on grabbing more from me... Such a hungry slut! Your lips are hot to the touch; swollen, but not dry. I cup your whole cunt in my hand to soothe you with more oil and revel in the heat I hold. "Hot, like the lips of Helios" I whisper, but don't think you even heard me. You are blubbering something in a dialect I don't understand. It's a crude dialect, like Itallian, perhaps based on profanity? 

I use three fingers with my palm facing down and dig in behind your pubic bone. I can feel the soft spongy target I seek and let my digits dance firmly there. You are in full thrust mode; maybe I should have tied you tighter; or maybe that yoga has paid off? Either way, the result is that all four fingers are in you sideways, and there is a puddle on the floor. Your glass dildo didn't break when it shot out of your oily ass - But I will make a mental note for next time. For now I will insert your little vibe in there to make things interesting. One hand hold the buzzing vibe in and the other with thumb tucked in is fully inside you now! I can twist and rotate, expand and explore your inner sanctum. It's hard to explain why, but it feels like you are an extension of arm now. I feel your quivers and eruptions. If I were to pull out now, I might get drenched and blown over by your ejaculate; as it is your juice is dripping from my arm and from your stretched hole. You are bucking and churning, your hips rolling and rocking; and despite the awful noises coming from the other end, I think you are having fun. 

Delicious:

All the while you were so busy having your fun; I was suffering with a raging hard cock. I made somewhat of a mistake I thought to myself about half way through, because if I had tied you face up, I could have been fucking your ass and fisting you rather than the toy... Oh well, just another pretend reason to punish you. My hands pull your cheeks apart to admire your well worked holes. I love the way your pussy pulses in conjunction with your anus. I think to myself that you don't really deserve this next part; but I'm sure you will make it up to me later; and proceed you slap and spank your ass cheeks. I want them as red and pretty as your distended lips. I start with bare hands. I love the sound. Wet hands work best, for both noise and effect! you are turning a nice crimson colour, and I know from your tells now where to focus the paddle you have. I laugh to myself as I grab your bamboo spatula because I have the same one at home. I have a whole set; some like the slotted ones would leave pretty patterns on your ass! Oh well, like I say, next time. You even purred as I rubbed the warm scented oil into your bright glowing ass cheeks

I believe you have been in a constant state of orgasm for a while now. The floor is soaked, and I have to be careful not to slip as I slam my cock into your insatiable cunt. You must be exhausted because this is the first penetration that hasn't caused you to thrust back. You are so soft, wet, hot and velvety smooth as I slide in and out a few times, and a few more times... again I think I'm too good to you, as I walk around to the other side of the table with my flavoured cock for you to suck on... It was when I saw how you didn't raise your head to engulf my carefully prepared treat that I decided you were too exhausted to fight back. I untied you and carried you to your room and laid you across the bed on your back this time. Your head hangs over one side, and your legs from the waist down hang open as you are splayed at an angle. You still don't thrust back as I slide into you once again.

I pull my cum greased cock from you and walk around the other side to slide it in your mouth, using your nipples like radio knobs to get your mouth open enough for me to fuck your mouth. My balls are wet from you and they slap your face obscenely with each inward thrust. I 'adjust' your nipples to get a station that shrieks around my cock. You feel like a slut should, but I try another station this time: Twisting one nipple and slapping the other tit causing you to gag and spit around my shaft. I think I found the station that squirts! What happens when I pull as much tit in each hand and as they escape my grip, slap them simultaneously? Just static, but nice static, so I do that alternating one tit at a time and enjoy the rhythm as I combine thrusting, grabbing and slapping, and you join in with gagging, spitting and growling. The angry red welts from my fingers on your tits have combined to be more uniform than streaky - Your tits look like they match your ass cheeks, and it inspires me to pull out and shoot ropes of cum along your prone body, from your chin to your stomach, maybe further? I was distracted when I felt you suck my balls into your mouth.

You keep sucking on my deflated sac as I lean forward and rub my cum into your stomach and chest... You think it is loving aftercare, but I know it is just the start of another passive technique I just thought of :)



Naughty & Nice



It had been a long day. She was ready for bed. The presents were wrapped and in the shopping bag on the kitchen table. The appetizers and fruitcake were ready and in the fridge. Beth looked out the kitchen window. She could just see the top of the Paisley Abbey tower that was silhouetted against the night sky as it poked above the roofline of the nearby flats. A few tiny snowflakes fell. "Ahhh, maybe a white Christmas," she thought as she turned from the window. She loved this time of year and looked forward to Scottish Christmas Day with her friends.

She poured herself a wee dram, placed the glass on a plate with some shortbread fingers and padded off to bed. "A little something for Santa, and me," she said to herself and smiled as she placed the plate on the bedside table. Letting her robe fall on top of her slippers, she swept back the covers, fluffed up the pillows, and crawled into bed. The shortbread melted in her mouth and a sip of the golden liquid warmed her whole body. She could feel its tingle radiate through her as she reached over and turned off the lamp. The soft yellow light of the streetlight, as it filtered through the curtains, dimly lit the room. Beth looked over and saw the outline of the remaining shortbreads and half a glass of dram. "For you Santa," she giggled and fell asleep.

Perhaps it was the sound of footsteps in her room or maybe the smell that first stirred Beth from her slumber. Maybe it was a combination of both. However, as she stirred, Beth could see through her half closed eyes a figure move and smell the scent of wet peat and leather. Beth was not afraid but intrigued. The visitor appeared to be an older gentleman. He moved towards her bed and Beth sat up defensively pulling the covers up tightly across her chest exposing her feet in the process. He reached out and tenderly pushed back the hair from her brow. As his fingers moved down her cheek and under the cleft of her chin, his touch was warm and loving. Beth now felt both safe and excited.

"Well now my little Beth, have you been a good lass this year or have you been naughty and nice?" His voice was reassuring, but held a hint of mischief.

"I've been the best girl I can" came the pouting reply.

"I bet you have," was the chuckling retort as he knelt down beside the bed and began to stroke Beth's exposed feet and calves. The touch was luxuriant. Beth pushed down in the bed, pulled back the covers, and exposed herself to the tantalizing feel of those fingers as they continued to explore the backs of her knees, her thighs, and her hips. Her nightdress seemed to float up her body and soon was completely discarded. Strong hands cupped her breasts. Her nipples were pinched, tongued, nipped, and sucked. His beard tickled her skin as his tongue explored first her navel, then her mons, and finally her clit. Tongue and fingers traced the outlines of her pussy lips and gently probed the moist opening. Beth arched and shuddered.

" Ohhhh my dear, you are so naughty and nice. Santa has something very special for you."

Beth saw him reach into the bag that he had placed at the side of the bed and pull out what looked like a small rod with an over sized bow. "Here pull on the end of the ribbon," he said as he presented his gift to her. Beth pulled on the ribbon and it cascaded over her body as the old man pulled the object back towards him.

His lips returned to her pussy. His tongue penetrated their folds. However, Beth soon noticed a new sensation. Something cool moved against her thighs. Where it touched it left a warm trail. Beth felt a warm stream of air against her clit, fingers gently rubbed up and down against her pussy lips, and then something cool and hard pushed against her. She tensed, arched her hips, and then it was inside her. It was cool at first, but as it moved in and out, it warmed and filled her. His tongue returned to her clit. Beth closed her eyes, winced, arched and bucked, and everything seemed to dissolve before her.

The scraping sound of snow shovels caused Beth to wake. She shuddered with the cold and realized that she had slept without covers and that her flannel nightdress was discarded beside her on the bed. She stretched and felt something move against her breasts. A red ribbon streamed down to a dark object lying on her robe. She picked it up and looked at it inquisitively. The object was heavy for its size. It was about six inches long and sausage like. It was slightly larger at one end and that end curved upwards. The opposite end was flattened and contained a thumb-sized depression with a hole where the ribbon was tied. She untied the ribbon and let it fall to the floor. Looking at the bedside table, she noticed the cookies were gone and the glass was empty. Beth took a deep breath and fell back against the pillows. She remembered her dream. The faint lingering smell of peat and leather filled her head. The object's coolness weighed against her thighs. Rubbing it in her hand and against her belly she headed towards the shower singing "... I'm gonna find out if it can be naughty and nice... cause Santa Claus is cummin' to town..." 



Naughty & Nice



The buzz of Christmas morning was at a peak. All the presents had been opened. Well, all but one. Our two college-aged children were eager to meet up with their friends. Wifey and I were about to be home alone. I could hardly wait.

As she sat across the room from me, framed by the bright colors and heaps of gifts and shredded wrapping paper, I smiled. Her body was snuggled in her soft, terrycloth robe; feet curled up inside her new, fuzzy slippers. My mind slithered with x-ray type fantasy vision, picturing those amazing 36c breasts tucked just out of sight, nipples the size of tennis balls always erect and enticing poking out discreetly.

As I watched her sip on her cup of hot cocoa and flip through a new recipe book she was excited about, my fantasy vision lapped up the projection of her stunning, married pussy that was tighter than a vice and smoother than glazed ceramic. I lingered over the mental images I had stored of her stepping out of the shower, dripping wet, fleshy folds puffy and protruding between the folds of her slit. My cock twitched at the stimulating memory of the countless times my cock had been clenched by, coated by, taken deep by those amazing folds as I slid my cock up inside of her.

Finally, the kids were gone. I emerged from my office with that final gift in my hands. "One last gift for you sweetie" I said as I smiled at her. I approached her on the couch and sat playfully next to her.

"What's this?" she queried.

"Oh. One final gift that I thought would be more appropriate to open after the kids left." I winked at her with a glint in my eyes that signaled something edgy was wrapped inside that package.

She sat her recipe book down, handled the package with care, and executed a playful inspection as she offered a guess or two as to what was inside. "Hmmm, too heavy to be something skimpy and sexy" she giggled as she scooted on the couch to sit up "indian-style" legs crossed as she dared my eyes to try and catch a glimpse of her alabaster skin edging just a bit more into view.

I smiled and shook my head no, confirming her deduction, even as my eyes measured how her robe pulled open just enough to tease my eyes with the upper edge of her ripe breasts, braless yet firm. 

She held the box up to her ear and gently shook it. "Hmmm, no rattling or shaking. That rules out a new, um, toy." She smiled as she acknowledged my eyes craving her more than ever, working the angles to make sure her body took advantage of my restraint.

As she tugged on the tape and tore open the wrapping paper, she pulled the shoebox to her lap. She opened the lid. I eagerly studied the expression on her face. It was a combination of curiosity and confusion.

I laughed as I prompted her to read the card that was tucked underneath the golden jar of honey that had first met her eyes. She reached in the box, grabbed the home-made card I had created, and opened it.

"Read it out loud" I urged her.

The front cover simply read, "Naughty AND Nice!" She read those words slowly out loud, almost as if she were trying to delay her arrival at the message she would discover as she opened the card. She opened it, and began to read it aloud.

I love you, I crave you 

You are amazing to me,

When I fuck you, I crave you

In ways even amazing to me.

Your body when either

Fully dressed or totally nude,

Is the object of desire

To every man that sees you.

So here is a gift

Both nice and naughty

A full portion of honey

To coat your entire nude body.

Reservations are made

The hotel room is prepared,

Tomorrow at sundown

A naughty game if you dare.

I plan to disrobe you

and smother you with honey,

Then invite others to share

A portion of their own cummy.

You naked on display 

Your body coated with honey,

Our room welcoming strangers

Who fuck you in front of me. 

As she finished reading, there was a moment of stunned silence as she sat motionless. Then, she slowly reached in the box and removed the bottle of honey, holding it in her hand as she seductively lifted it to her face and used it to stroke her cheek. She smiled at me and whispered, "You are so naughty."

I smiled back at her and replied, "Is that a yes?"

She nodded as she tugged on the belt of her robe. As it parted and delighted my eyes with a view of her breasts, I saw how unusually hard and aroused her nipples were. "Does this answer your question?" she quipped.

Then, to punctuate her answer and emphasize her enthusiastic agreement, she bent over with her mouth wide open and dove into my lap, jerking down my sweats and greeting my hard cock with a deep-throat affirmation that reminded me how lucky I was.

--------

By the time we arrived at the hotel the next evening, we both were aroused even as we checked in. I had explained to her that I had about four of five buddies who had agreed to participate. She knew three of them, I told her. 

No more than ten minutes after settling in to our room, I was standing behind her and kissing her neck as my hands removed her clothing piece by piece. 

Our bodies swayed together, as if dancing to the seductive tones of slow music in private. Then I lowered her to the bed, laying her on her back. I was so fucking hard as I admired her body. Those amazing tits. That perfect pussy. Her utter submissiveness to such a naughty escapade. 

I cracked open the bottle of honey and begin the delightful task of smoothing it over every inch of her body. It was sticky. It was utterly intoxicating. I wanted to jerk off and fuck her right then, but she demanded that I wait, reminding me that pent up lust makes things even hotter.

Finally, my wifey was completely smothered in honey, laying naked on the bed. Using my cellphone, I called my buddy who was the "team captain." They were waiting in the hotel lobby. I told them to come on up.

Those moments of anticipation were riveting. Wifey naked and waiting. My cock throbbing. Her body glistening and daring. My lust ready to explode.

Finally they arrived. I welcomed then into the room. I drank in the view of them one by one as their eyes first captured the view of my wifey laying naked on the bed, dripping with honey. 

Moments later, there was a circle of naked cocks gathered around the bed, arguing over who would get to go first. Wifey interrupted their debate when she said, "I want Brian to go first. His wife is my friend. I owe her that much."

The guys roared at my wife's naughty logic and Brian's good fortune. And then, with a glance at me to get one final approval, I watched him move onto the bed on his knees and straddle her body. He dipped his mouth to her nipple and sucked honey from it, both of them moaning in pleasure. 

I moaned out loud as well, as I watched MY wife's breast suckled by his mouth. As he sucked her, their bodies began to meld and the honey connected them. Then, he slid his cock between her legs and felt the amazing tight clench of my wife's pussy surround his cock. 

"Better than Brenda?" wifey hissed, daring to compare to her friend's fucking of her hubby. His rapid and repeated thrusts quickly answered her question. All the while, I watched MY wifey being fucked by my buddy. 

Even before Brian was ready to shoot his load, my second buddy, Mark moved his cock to my wife's mouth. I and the others watched as she fucked Brian and sucked Mark. 

Finally, Brian shot his load, creaming her honey covered tits with his load. As Mark watched, he was instantly aroused beyond restraint, and matched Brian's load with his own, creaming my wife's tits with not one but TWO loads of cum right in front of my eyes!

Third in line was an associate of mine that wifey had never met. But as she saw his oversized cock, she was eager to get to know him better. I watched as her tight married pussy wriggled and squirmed to take him in full. It was amazing to see. I felt almost light-headed as I watched her arch her back as he fucked her, trying to see just how far that cock could penetrate her. 

As my associate fucked her, the two loads of cum jiggled across her honey smothered tits, dribbling down her side onto the bed. Then, in a moment that produced a convulsive jerk to my wife's body that I had never witnessed, my oversized cock associate shot his load deep INSIDE of my wifey! 

As he rolled off of her and slid to her side, her eyes greeted the next participant. This was Joe, our pervy neighbor. He was always eyeing her and daring to peek at her in the backyard. His moment had finally arrived and she certainly did not disappoint. 

For some reason, his act of fucking my wifey was the least arousing. I am not sure why. It was almost as if I could have done without him, which was odd because I really had thought he would be the most arousing, most naughty, most edgy. But I was wrong. That position was left for the final fucker of the evening.

As Joe finished off wifey, the final participant stepped up to the plate. It was Jim. He was married to Lisa. Lisa was my wife's SISTER! It was a moment he had for years dreamed about, lusted about, fantasized about, even hinted to me about. 

It was in step with my own secret fantasy to somehow, someday, fuck my wife's sister. So this was almost as if I experienced it vicariously through Jim. He was fucking his wife's sister. I was watching him do it. My wifey was enjoying it. Ah the ugly sibling rivalry taken to the limits.

As Jim finished up the fuck, the other four cheered, coming to understand just how forbidden and taboo this last fuck really was. My oversized cock associate could not resist the temptation to even become a part of the action, reaching down and inserting his finger in my wife's cunt even as she took Jim's cock in and out. A sloppy mixture of cum and honey and pussy juices flowed as her tight pussy felt the thrusts of Jim's cock and the probes of that finger.

After Jim came in her pussy, he joined the others besides the bed. Cocks spent, utter naughtiness now part of their resume, they slowly dressed and thanked us for the fun as they left the room.

Wifey remained naked and ravaged on the bed, honey and cum flowing over and out of her body. She looked up at me and said, "I have one hole left... it is yours, baby."

With that, she moved into doggie on the bed as I edge up to her ass. It was by far the most pulsating fucking and cumshot I have ever shared with her. Totally amazing. Totally naughty. Totally nice!



Naughty & Nice Daughter-in-Law



[1] Sunday Noon; the First Time

Here I was, dressed in my Sunday best, sitting about halfway back in the pews letting my mind reminisce instead of listening to the country minister's message. In my mind, I reckoned myself to be a 'good' man, yet by the same token, I had suspicions that I was a piss-poor Christian! One of the things distracting me was the thought that there were several damn-fine looking ladies here for me to look at. My widowed status made me fair game for those women to look back at me.

Ladies aside, my mind's meanderings were making me think of the past and wonder about the future of my family...

...

My father was a brusque, burly bear of a man who topped out in height at the 6ft 6in tall mark. When I reached the fullness of my maturity, I retained much of his burliness, but I turned out to be only 6ft 2in tall. Following family tradition, my boy turned out to be 4 inches shorter than I was. Using this illogical reckoning, I suppose I will have a grandson who will grow up to be only 5ft 6in tall. Hell, maybe I'm counting my chickens before they have been hatched, because the way things are going it seems like there won't be any grandkids for me!

For some reason, my father's rough, abrasive manner skipped a generation and fell for my son to inherit. How the boy ever managed to win and wed pretty Jenna Parker was a complete mystery to me. Oh, I suppose the girl thought she could change Benjamin once they were married, but if so, she was only fooling herself. 

Now, I can't say that Ben and Jenna don't have a good marriage, because in truth, I guess they do. That little 5ft 2in tall daughter of mine must have the patience of a saint to put up with some of the stupid shenanigans my son pulls! Often, I'm not even sure if that boy has one single brain cell in his head! In my eyes, his misguided mistreatment of his wife is unforgivable!

Ben and Jenna had been high school sweethearts and the couple had seemed to have much in common. As the kids of neighboring farmers, they participated in many farming activities together. Jointly, they had worked on animal husbandry projects for 4H and the FFA. These two had been prom dates yet neither cared about being the king or queen of the ball. 

Immediately after graduation, these two 'kids' had married. Ben had become a partner in a hotrod machine shop and had given up all love for country living and farming. On the other hand, Jenna, a longtime babysitter, had taken a position as a sitter at a preschool daycare facility. I had never seen a young woman who loved children as much as my daughter did! Although now living in the city, this girl never lost her love for her roots in the country. 

While dating my son, Jenna had begun a tradition which lasts to this day. This farm girl really knew how to cook, so she began cooking Sunday dinner for Ben and me every week. How ironic it was that my dad, a long-time tobacco farmer and smoker, had succumbed to lung cancer by this time. My wife, a smoker also, passed away within months of Dad. Those goddamned, flesh-eating cigarette cancer-sticks made me so sick of death I changed my entire farming operation! I no longer produced the cancerous weed. My farm became strictly a hay and cattle operation. 

I know that sweet Jenna goes by a couple of erroneous assumptions, which I foster and even encourage. The first is that I can't cook at all myself. The second is kind of a delicate subject. Well, it's this; that pretty little gal daughter of mine thinks I never get any pussy! Now, those are my words, not hers. That child would never voice any such vulgarity! Yet, knowing women, I know this is what Jenna thinks and I know this is the reason she keeps trying to set me up with ladies!

Well, unbeknownst to my uninformed daughter, and unlike most men, I 'do' like to cook and I do a damn-good job of it! My secretive ladyfriends, a couple of whom attend my church, like for me to cook for them. After feeding one of them a good meal along with a fine wine, I'll usually get a really nice reward in return. A wet, piping-hot pussy and a couple of rounded, tender-nippled tits, mixed with a heaping helping of engorged man-meat cock, makes an excellent recipe for dessert. Served at room temperature, this scrumptious indulgence will be topped-off with an orgasmic portion of steaming hot cock-cream mixed with a cupful of sizzling pussy-juices. 

...

"Dad, Dad, wake up," a soft, timid voice whispered. I felt an elbow poking my ribs. "Dad, you're daydreaming again!"

And, so I had been. Now I was awakening to the sight of an angelic beauty sitting at my side. Dressed in a sparkling white, short-hemmed sundress, Jenna's sexiness was doing little to quell my horny imaginings. This young lady had started calling me 'Dad' when she was dating my son. Okay, that was fine for then and I reckon its fine for now. I 'am' forty years in age while the girl is only twenty-one, but by god, I'm not that gorgeous female's Daddy! 

Jenna drove us home from church. It was just we two because my self-involved son was out scouting deer hunting sights with some friends. Hell, deer season doesn't start for two months! Shit, it would serve that young fellow right if some other guy were to jump the bones of his abandoned wife!

Forgetting about my son, I ate our noon meal with my daughter. As she strolled around the kitchen, I could see only two changes to her church wardrobe. One was the addition of a checkered apron. The other was the removal of her pantyhose. Oh, she was barefoot of course. Now, back to that absence of hosiery... Hmm, this made a man wonder about whether or not there was any other article of feminine attire beneath her dress. Specifically, panties!

"Dad, I have to tell you something," Jenna blurted out from across the table. "And then, I have to ask you something."

Since she didn't yet elaborate, I patiently replied, "Okay Sweetheart, tell and ask."

Jenna neither told nor asked for anything for an intolerable interval. The young lady eventually took a few steps towards me. Tears streamed from her eyes as she planted her shapely young ass in my lap. My burly, 6ft 2in masculine body swallowed up the petite, 5ft 2in young woman. Perhaps this gal didn't know it, but her short sundress' hem climbed up nearly to her feminine unmentionable. Without really intending to do it, I laid a hand on my daughter's exposed leg high up on her thigh. If I so dared, I could have easily answered my musings about whether or not she had panties on. God help me, I did dare, and she did not!

By now, Jenna was well into her speech, so perhaps she didn't even notice my slight thumb flip across her pantyless pussy! "So Dad, it's not my fault I can't get pregnant and give you a grandchild!" she cried. "My gynecologist ran test after test on me and concluded that I am as fertile as a humping rabbit! Without Ben's knowledge, I saved a mouthful of semen when I gave him a...a...well Dad, its BJ, for short! The semen was tested three times just to be sure. Dad, I'm sorry to tell you that your son's seeds are sterile! Ben doesn't know it, but he can't impregnate me! Now, that's what I wanted to tell you." 

Good god, I was floored by the news! The Spencer family name would stop with my only son! It was an inconceivable tragedy. What in this godforsaken world could be done about this? High-priced fertility treatments? Cloning? Adoption? God damn, what a catastrophe!

"Dad, I know you're upset," Jenna continued nervously. "But, my doctor had an answer to this problem. She told me to discuss it with you. So now, I want to ask you a big, big favor. I hope and pray you will grant me my wish. Dad, will you come to my doctor's office and...and 'cum' in a cup so your semen can be implanted in my womb! I want a baby so badly, and your semen is the only way to allow the child to carry the Spencer name! Please, will you do it for me?"

Cum in a cup? Semen in a womb? My mind dizzily attempted to understand. While I was thinking this over, my hand was still lying high up on Jenna's slender, silky-soft thigh. My fingers were gently massaging her tender female skin. My thumb flipped this woman's pantyless pussy again. Discoveries were made. This gal's kitty mound had no furry hair. It was also drippy-wet with arousal!

"No!" I angrily replied to my little daughter's request. "There will be no test-tube babies in this family! Girl, if you want my seed in your womb, then you will let me implant it the natural, old fashion way!"

The ensuing silence was not entirely unexpected. Jenna moved not a muscle in her lightweight, small-framed body. I wasn't even sure if she was breathing. I had a strong suspicion that the cells in her brain were jumping around like Mexican beans. I knew for a fact that my brain cells were dancing an adulterous jig.

"Okay Dad, we can do it your way," Jenna relented. "But, there must be some rules. Ben must never know! We will not 'make love'...we will only have impersonal intercourse. I don't even want to look at you while we...do it! And, no touching other than what's absolutely necessary. I think you know that I have no panties on, so for this first time, I can bend over the kitchen table and you can...you can implant your Spencer seeds into my...pussy from the rear! Just do it, Dad, and make it very, very quick!"

This little bitty daughter of mine turned herself around in my lap with her back towards me. She threw her upper body onto the kitchen table and pulled her sundress up above her waist. Nice ass, was my first thought, but I didn't dare voice my thoughts aloud. While I was thinking, I was unconsciously unzipping, unbuttoning, and pulling down my Sunday-go-to-meeting pants. Oh well, I had a man's 'job' to do, so I'd best do it. 

My engorged erection pointed directly at the ass end of a half-naked woman. The part that was naked was the part that mattered now. My manhood's cockhead ball was feeling the drip, drip, drippy drops of vaginal juices dripping on it. These fluids dropped in such abundance, my entire cockshaft was nearly soaking wet and saturated with feminine lubricant. My mind was telling me that young Jenna must be quite a bit more aroused than she was letting on!

Well hell, I was plenty aroused, too! So, taking matters in hand, I guided my meaty pole towards its destination. Puffy outer pussy folds parted and my wet cockhead kissed incredibly wet inner pussylips. My well-lubricated cockshaft played follow-the-leader and disappeared into an extraordinarily tight, blistering-hot hole. Daammnn, Jenna's vaginal entrance felt like it might be about the shape and size of a fresh-minted nickel trying to take in the fat wooden end of an old-fashioned hoe handle! If this meant I was the 'hoeee', was my snug little daughter the 'hoer'? "Smile when you say that, Mister," I muttered under my breath.

"What, Dad," Jenna questioned. "Oh, just shut up and fuck me!"

Had this girl changed her tune? Whether or not she had, I began shoving my hard-thrusting cock's considerable size into my lady's constricted cunt with vigorous enthusiasm. Though small, Jenna's vaginal cavity was sweltering hot, damp, and juicy. Wetness wasn't the problem; space was. If not for the miracle of elasticity, this gal's pussy would have been torn asunder by my insatiable, pussy-pounding penile pole.

"NO, NO, Dad, don't make me cum; it's too much like cheating!" Jenna cried after several uncounted minutes of being shoved into the table. "Just make yourself cum, not me!"

I had every intention of cumming myself. If this young lady didn't want to, then she ought to have had more self-control than to ask a virile, pussy-loving man to screw her! "Okay Baby, I won't 'make' you," I assured the woman.

"Oh god, Dad, it's too late!" Jenna wailed. "Oh, good god, I'm cumming now!" And, so she was. I felt hot sprays of feminine cum wash over my loins. This young woman's whimpering moans confirmed the orgasmic ecstasy her body was having whether she wanted it to happen or not.

My job was to deliver seminal seeds into this gal's womb, so grunting and moaning with delightful pleasure myself, this is what I began doing. Pressurized streams of semen and sperm shot from my cockhole and entered into my daughter's fertile female womb. Oh Lordy, Jenna's hot little pussy was an oversized cock's dream home!

I knew that the woman I was fucking was feeling the spurts of my burning, milky-white cockcream. I knew by the fact that she was squealing uncontrollably as multiple orgasms rocked her young cunt. Abundant vaginal juices were attempting to drown the penile giant buried deep within her comparatively tiny body. 

I knew that Jenna might say she surrendered to lust reluctantly, but from where I was sitting, it seemed like she was capitulating willingly and with a great deal of enthusiasm. That young lady slipped her upper body off the kitchen table and sat back against me. From this position, 'she' became master of her own fate when she started riding my cock as hard as she could. Up and down she bounced upon my slippery pole. 

I knew I was breaking the 'no touching' rule when I reached under this girl's dress, surrounded her abdomen with my hands, and began massaging her swollen outer pussy folds with my fingers. My little lady's pussy might normally be pint-sized, but it was now enlarged by racing blood and the addition of a gigantic intruder inside it. Jenna's vaginal muscles milked my hard cockshaft and I milked the bloated folds of her spongy cunt.

Jenna began to protest my manipulating betrayal, yet another orgasm chose that moment to wash through her entire female body. "Oh god, Frank!" she wailed. "I've never, ever, ever had so many orgasms on top of each other! I never even thought that your...manhood could be so big, or that you could be so GOOD with it, or that I could feel such intense pleasure!"

[2] Sunday Afternoon; Love's Awakening Sin

Frank? Jenna had not used my first name in years. Why now when we two are supposed to be having impersonal intercourse? Perhaps this girl was remembering, as I was, that day long ago when I had come alone and caught her fishing in my best pond. I had known for a couple of years that this child had some kind of juvenile crush on me because I was the kindly giant living nearby. The adolescent neighbor girl was crying. Oh, she was not crying at being caught. No, her tears were shed because her young female body had chosen that day and place to first bleed. Using part of my tee-shirt, which I had ripped in half, we two used pond water to cleanse her most personal parts. The other half of my undershirt was used as a makeshift feminine hygiene pad. "Frank, you won't tell anyone," she beseeched. "Will, you?" 

I promised I would not tell. And, I didn't!

Jenna sat in my lap forever, or so it seemed. I'm a 'half-full glass' kinda man, so I'll say that my daughter was caught in some kind of trance which made it difficult for her to climb off of my half-erect cock. Eventually, she did rise up, but she sat right back down again and allowed one more round of blissful orgasms to flow over her.

In due course, the young woman was filled with Spencer baby-making seeds and she was topped-off with female orgasms. Her cum, my cum, and some assorted juices made a slicky, slimy mess all over us both. Paying little attention to the sinful fluids, Jenna sprang out of my lap and ran for the backdoor. 

My babydoll daughter stopped at the door and spoke apologetically, "Oh my god, I'm soooo sorry, Frank! We won't speak of this again! You won't tell anyone, will you?" 

Making myself as presentable as the situation allowed, I walked to the weepy-eyed young woman, enfolded her in an unyielding bear-hug, and let her cry her eyes out. When her emotional turmoil subsided, she placed her hands on my chest and looked up at me with her oh-so-innocent, passion-filled eyes. God forgive my sinful heart, but I bent over, kissed her tear-touched lips, and became lost in the glory of forbidden love! Heaven bless Jenna because the angelic beauty kissed me back with the same obsessive need for love!

Reason finally prevailed. Jenna broke away from me and ran for her car. For a gal married to a hotrod mechanic, she sure drove a shitty ride! I'm pretty sure the old Chevy sedan had vinyl seatcovers. If so, her leaking, cum-filled pussy would make no permanent stains. Perhaps I should have given her a torn up tee-shirt as a vaginal pad, yet I didn't think of it this time. 

When I got ready to take my shower, I found my daughter's pantyhose lying atop a counter. This might have been a day of firsts for other things, but I had not smelled Jenna's pussy. Yet, wrong it almost certainly was, I held her hosiery to my nose. Then I remembered, I had her pussy's cum all over my fingers! Holding my hands over my face, I sniffed the intoxicating aroma of an all-girl female. Oh Lordy, I yearned for the scent of the real thing!

[3] Sunday Evening; a Car, a Bed, and Sweet Confections 

I was standing in the churchyard awaiting the beginning of evening service when I heard the unmistakable throaty sounds of a musclecar's roar. The vehicle's owner downshifted through three gears then pulled into the church's parking lot and skidded to a stop. 

By now my head had turned to see an almost unbelievable sight. The car was my son's fully-restored 1966 Corvette convertible! Cherry Red in color, the hopped-up hotrod was my boy's pride and joy. Absolutely no one drove it but him! More than once, I had heard the young man crudely comment that if asked to choose between this car and his wife, he would pick the car nine days out of ten. This must have been day ten; or else Jenna Spencer had a death wish! My god, that young daughter of mine was the car's driver and Ben was nowhere in sight! 

Out of concern for the young woman, I made haste getting to the car. Jenna was nicely settled into one of the vehicle's plush, white-leather bucket seats. Standing above her, I immediately noticed that she was dressed in another sundress, this one being a pretty peach-hued color and just as short as her morning dress. This sexy lady's slender legs stretched out in front of her seductively. 

"Where is Ben?" I quizzed with apprehension.

Giving me a curious look, Jenna answered belligerently, "Your son is spending the night in the woods with his friends! He can go fuck himself for all I care! For all I know, he and his hunting buddies are having a Brokeback Mountain orgy!"

Oh no! "Is there trouble in paradise?" I questioned. "I thought you wanted to have a baby for him!"

Jenna shook her head. "Men!" she spit out. "Sometimes you are so dense. I said that I wanted to have a baby for ME! And, I came to you because I would much rather have you as my baby's father than just any sperm donor! So Frank, any time you have a need to share some sperm with a woman, then just whistle for me! You know how to whistle, don't you? You just pucker your lips and blow!"

As soon as those last words left my daughter's lips, I noticed the deep red blush which covered her face. She was angry with her husband, so it was understandable that she would lash out and say words she didn't mean. 

"Oh god, Frank, I'm sorry!" Jenna expressed regretfully. "What happened with us earlier today was a fluke. I really, really didn't mean to cum. I only wanted your...the seeds of your loins. You are the one who insisted on putting them inside me yourself. I don't think we should do it that way again. Okay?"

This lashing out game can be played both ways. "Hell no, it's not 'okay'!" I argued. "I loved screwing your young cunt and I would do it again in a devil's heartbeat!" 

Just then organ music let us know it was time to come in to the church. I allowed Jenna to walk slightly ahead of me so that I could surreptitiously admire the young lady's sashaying derriere. If those were childbearing hips causing my hardon, then they only needed a little bit more baby fat to make them perfect. 




Naughty & Nice Daughter-in-Law



Wouldn't you know it; that minister's sermon was all about infidelity! Jenna was sitting with me because...well Jenna always sat with me. I wrote a short note on the back of a church bulletin and handed to the young woman. Actually, the note was more of a questionnaire. It asked; do you feel like a dirty, adulterous, infidel? Check 'yes' [ ] or 'no' [ ]."

After several hesitant minutes of thought, the questionnaire was handed back to me. Examining the two boxes, I saw an unmistakable checkmark in the box labeled 'no' [ X ]. To my incredulous surprise, a pretty little female smiley face accompanied the answer!

Boy oh boy did that checkmark and smiley face speak volumes! Jenna was coming over to the dark side with me! Perhaps we two were coming to the realization that 'sin' like beauty was in the eye of the beholder. Putting a nail into that coffin, my sexy young daughter turned her body towards mine in the church pew, crossed her slender leg over leg, and pulled ever so slightly up on her already-short dress hem. 

Goddamn all mighty, I've gotta have another piece of that woman's pussy!

After church, I paid little attention to the handshakes and farewell greetings from friends and neighbors. I jumped into my Dodge Ram truck and floored it in an attempt to get home in the shortest amount of time as possible. About a half mile from my home driveway, a speeding, cherry-red Corvette convertible zipped past me in a blur.

Jenna was sitting on the front porch swing waiting for me. With a concerned look in my eye, I sat in the swing beside her. My hand touched her abdomen. "Damnit girl," I admonished. "What if your recklessness had caused you to wreck your car? Just where in the world would our baby be then?"

The look in this young woman's eyes let me know the depths of her adoration for me. The question of whether she loved me or not was put to rest. She did! "I may not even be pregnant yet," Jenna teasingly announced. "I'm working on getting impregnated...but, I guess I need a real 'man' for that!"

I stood abruptly, scooped the sexy young cockteaser up in my arms, and then took her inside my house. Doing double-time, I strode down the hallway, found my bedroom, and then threw my armload of featherweight feminine companion into the middle of my high, four-poster bed. Jenna bounced on the bedcovers with her dress flouncing up like a bunch of peach fuzzy fluff. 

Amazingly, the tantalizing temptress reached her hands beneath her peachy frock and pulled her pantyhose down off her ass, her legs, and her feet. As soon as the stripteasing gal's hosiery cleared her toes, she winked at me mischievously and then she threw the nylon undergarments into my face. "Here, add these to your collection," she taunted. 

I wrapped the fingers of my hands around Jenna's slender neck, pulled her up to me, and kissed the devil out of her. Or so, I thought. While kissing me back with her sweet, confectionary lips, my daughter unbuttoned my shirt and allowed it to fall off my broad shoulders. The wicked little minx then unbelted my belt, unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, and then dropped them to the floor. With no forethought, I stepped out of my shoes and pants and then kicked off my socks.

Speaking of wrapping fingers around things, Jenna's wandering hands found my cock. Her ten slim fingers attempted to surround my taut, erect cockflesh. "Wow, Frank," the woman announced. "This thing ought to be a model for Burger King because it's a 'Whopper'! May I have it 'my way'?" 

Jenna's 'way' turned out to be giving my raw meat a few extra-hard hand strokes and then a few wide-mouthed slurpy sucks. After that, the wanton stripper pulled her sundress off her body and then removed her white, lacy bra. Before I could get much of a looky-look at the shape and form of the young woman's body, she threw her arms around my chest and pressed her nude flesh against mine. Naturally, my arms went around her and I engulfed her in a bearhug hold. 

"Mmm Frank, the manliness of you feels so steely-hard, yet I know you to be such an incredibly softhearted person," Jenna cooed. "I feel like I'm once again a girl who has been caught fishing in a neighborly giant's pond. The Goliath male I knew back then helped me to cross over into womanhood by tenderly touching and teaching me. I want to be touched and taught by this man again!"

Well hell, my name is not Jack and I'm not a beanstalk, but this sexy, nude young woman began climbing up me! From her high perch in my big bed, she didn't have far to go. Aided by my hands pushing up on her amazing ass, I soon found a pair of extraordinary breasts pressed to my face. Nickel-sized nipples, one after the other, poked into my suckling mouth. It might have been my imagination, but I could swear I could taste the sweet milk reserved there for my babies! My tongue traced lazy licky-kissy circles all around the feminine flesh of both mammary jugs. 

"Stand up in the bed, Sweetheart," I commanded. I wasn't sure if Jenna would do it or not, but she did.

Temporarily forgetting all about mammary jugs, I exclaimed, "Hot damn, now that's what I call a pretty pussy! That nice pee-pee has no pubic hair, it has puffy vaginal lips, it has a long center crack, and that baby has just a hint of tantalizing clit peeking out!"

Tantalizing clits are meant to be tickled, so I tickled the one between my daughter's luscious pussylips. The majority of the swelling clit came into my mouth when I sucked on it really hard. But then, I lost it. Jenna's feet were dancing around on the mattress while trying to keep her standing balance. It was not easy even though she attempted to steady herself with her hands on my head. 

The giggling young lady was game, I'll give her that. She stood her ground as best she could and allowed me to do all the clitlicking and pussysucking as I wanted to do. And, I wanted to do plenty. My trick was in finding a bed dance rhythm which matched my needs. I even managed to embed my tongue deep into the inner depths of my naked girl's vaginal hole. My slippery oral digit slipped out a time or two or more, but I managed to somehow get it back in and tongue-fuck the bed dancer. So, Jenna thought she could dance; you bet your cunt-loving mouth, she could!

"Frank, I want to ride the 'Whopper'!" Jenna blurted out. "Please, let me slip down so that can ride your cock!"

Who was I to argue with such an unrepentant request from such an adorably wicked woman? So I released the pussylips I was holding open, I grabbed myself an armload of daughter, and I allowed her nude body to slide down mine. Actually, Jenna's satiny skin sort of slithered down my weather-worn flesh. Once proximity to her target was achieved, I felt the hot, drippy moisture falling from her vagina and landing on my cockhead. 

With little fanfare, I sat the sweet, young, butterfly wings of Jenna's inner pussylips atop the throbbing ball of my hard cock. Carnal magnetism made it imperative that they kiss, just for a moment, before mating. The hefty bulk of my sizeable cockshaft then slipped deep into the young lady's exceedingly wet, tight, little vagina. The stage was now set for another episode of sexual intercourse. 

Once again, I found myself holding Jenna's amazing asscheeks in my hand. "Bounce me, Frank!" the woman ordered. "Oh god, bounce me up and down on your whopper of a penis! Do me rough, do me hard; oh stretch my insides until they almost tear apart!"

I began 'doing' Jenna with bouncing hands and hard, upthrusting strokes of my rigid erection. I never would have thought that my sweet little daughter was a female who liked it rough. Going against my softhearted grain, I maliciously ripped into her. There would be no cushy bed for this naughty girl; oh no, not until I had fulfilled her desires and wishes!

Walking to the bedroom doorway with a woman riding atop my cock, I placed the ass end of her nude body against the immoveable stability of the door jam. Her hands were already holding her up by my neck, so I delivered a command, "Wrap your legs around me!" 

With Jenna nearly supporting all her own weight, I slammed my engorged penile pole into her vagina and she screamed. My elongated, distended cockshaft pounded and punished the woman's little pussy time after time. "Sweetheart," I said in an impassioned whisper. "Don't ask for something you are not prepared to receive! And, don't ask for 'it' from a man who is hell-bent on fucking the woman he loves!"

Because of the continuing cockpounding into her pussy, Jenna's responding voice was made in a stuttering stammer, "You love me, Frank? Oh, I love you, too! I've loved you in a way since that day at the pond. I love you now because, well because you are a 'man'; you are the man I need and want!"

Jenna then added breathlessly, "I know you are cumming, Frank! I'm cumming, too! Will you take me a ride around your house and let us spill cum all over the place?"

That's just what I did! Maybe I was making a complete fool of myself, but I had my cock impaled within a hot young pussy, so I trotted and galloped into and out of rooms. Oh the glory of sweet orgasmic bliss! My masculine semen and sperm, Jenna's abundant vaginal juices, and her spurting feminine cum leaked from our loins and dripped everywhere we went. If we were not human, then I suppose I was acting like a horny alpha dog marking his territory and Jenna was the bitch in heat I was chasing!

Yet, there was no chasing here. We two were consenting sinners who had thrown off the boundaries of propriety in a quest for lusty entertainment mixed with a good measure of forbidden love. So exuberant were we in this undertaking, that we weren't even aware that we had exited the house and were now running around outside. 

Moonlight cloaked the chill of the late evening hour. Yet, the moon's moon-tide magic stirred our loins to once again share orgasmic pleasures. Jenna giggled when I howled like a wolf who had found his life's mate. The young woman's giggling merriment turned to joyful squeals when multiple orgasms carried her high. My own elation came when I planted another seminal load deep within my love's womb.

[4] Aftermath; Chaos and a Change of Conjugal Companions

Jenna stayed longer in the bubble bath than I did. She came to my bed clothed only in her gorgeous, young, freshly-washed birthday suit. She tentatively lifted my bedcovers and took a look at the suit I was given on the day of my birth. "My oh my, my love," she teased. "I wonder how I knew your whopper would be big and hard again!" 

My naughty, nasty, nude young cockteasing daughter deliberately crawled over me in an effort to drive me crazy. It worked. "Damnit Jen, I'm not giving you back to my son Ben!" I boldly announced. 

"I know, Frank," she responded in a matter-of-fact manner. "This is my home from now on. Let's make love again and again all night long. I betcha I'm already carrying the hardy little wiggler sperm that will mate with my fertile egg and make us a baby!"

And, so she was! Jenna's abandonment of her husband (whom, as it turned out, had spitefully had a vasectomy without his wife's knowledge) and her subsequent 'shacking-up' with her father caused quite a scandal. When this young woman's abdomen began showing the unmistakable shapes of pregnancy, the scandalous uproar grew louder. 

Jenna and I had one steadfast supporter. My young lover's mother never wavered in her defense of her daughter. I'm not entirely sure why the middle-aged woman was also a defender of me. Perhaps it was because, before Jenna came along to satisfy my sexual needs, she herself was one of my secretive ladyfriend lovers. 

Ben moved on and moved in with one of his hotrod buddies. I heard rumors, but I could never confirm the fact that the two were Brokeback Mountain kind of companions. I suppose it really didn't matter because he had, sadly, but understandably, written me out of his life. His divorce from Jenna was granted on the grounds of abandonment and irreconcilable differences. At least the boy was man enough not to call her out as an adulterous whore. 

Nine months after Jenna had lain on my kitchen table and had asked me to plant seminal seeds into her womb by the method of 'impersonal intercourse', she gave birth. The boy was a strapping, big fellow. By comparison, his sister, born three minutes latter, was a diminutive little doll. The proud first-time mother beamed as if every wish in her life was coming true. 

No, my kids were not bastards! Jenna and I had married two months previously when her divorce from my son had been finalized. Two months after giving birth, my young wife and I were again back to our old selves in and out of bed. We screwed like bunnies daily; we played Ride-the-Whopper around the house and all over the farm; and we fell deeper and deeper in love!

***

Jenna and I were out taking a hand-in-hand romantic walk out by the best fishing pond I had. We stopped at a certain point. Here, I attempted to grab myself a piece of pussy. "No, Frank," my woman protested. "I have started my time of the month today."

I was quite disappointed, but then I had a plan. "Wanna play a game," I asked. "Let's pretend that you are the naive, innocent girl having her first bleed while at her neighbor's pond. I will be the neighborly man who helps you. This time, I want to do to you what I really wanted to do to you then!"

My young wife was always up for one of my role-play games. She shed her clothing in a blink of an eye. I was a minute or two slower. "Little Lady," I advised. "I know you are quite confused right now because your nice little female part is so messy. But, I have something I can put into your bleeding hole that will stop your discharge. Do you want it stuck in there?"

"Oh, yes Sir, please do it," the girl answered. "Sir, is it that monstrous thing between your legs?"

"Well, yes it is," I answered. "Young ladies need to be taught a lesson about trespassing on a neighbor's property. This may hurt, but it will be quick!"

"Oh, I'm not afraid, Sir, although that thing is awfully big," the girl hesitantly replied. "Your name is, Frank, isn't it? Well Frank, if you can help me, please, please do it!"

I lay the girl down on the grass near the pond. I spread her legs and climbed inside them on my knees. As I laid myself atop her young body, the girl instinctively guided my erection into the messy hole at the center of her feminine being. 

My intentions were to be very, very gentle, and at first, I was. But, as frictional fires intensified, I thrust into the girl faster and faster and harder and harder. Finally, I began filling the girl's vaginal cavity with my milky white seminal cream. To my surprise, the girl's own body was feeling a great deal of orgasmic heat. She squealed, I howled, and we two experienced the ecstasy of carnal conjoining. 

I suppose I had tricked the innocent girl just so I could get a piece of pussy...or, perhaps she had tricked me to get a piece of cock. In either case, we ended up creating more of a mess than we started with. I had a remedy for that! I scooped the female up in my arms and walked into the waters of the pond with her. We washed, we kissed, and we loved the love we shared. 

"Oh Frank," Jenna, my wife, whispered. "You come up with the best games in the world to play! This was my first time having menstrual sex. Now I know we can do it again."

I am totally enchanted by this woman I love and I know she loves me. God willing, we will live happily ever after!

The End

Naughty & Nice Little Daughter-in-Law,

Turns into,

Naughty & Nice Little Wife



Naughty & Nice Sister & Niece



Readers: This story starts out with an incestuous 'quickie' and then turns into a long tale of unintentional virginal seduction. As my main character says, "I suppose quickies are okay as an occasional release, but I knew one thing for damn sure; the next time I got my hands on a female there was going to be a lot of foreplay before there was any fucking!" So, herein are two stories in one. One is quick and the other one slow. My apologies in advance to those who might think it is too long.  

Naughty & Nice Sister & Niece

or 

Here Kitty Kitty, Here Pussy Pussy

After throwing a few bales of hay to the horses, I turned back into the barn and nearly fell when a yellow cat scampered under my feet. Those damn kittens are going to break my neck yet! The six multicolored felines were just about old enough to be weaned. 

The sound of a car horn honking up at the house took my attention. I recognized the car immediately. My sister June was stopping by to drop my niece off for an overnight visit. June had a date and I was very happy for her. She'd spent too much time brooding over her nasty divorce. It's about damn time she was getting herself laid! If that guy she's going out with doesn't fuck her tonight, then I might just take on the job myself! 

Thinking about fucking June was making me hard and horny. My sister and I used to fuck like rabbits when we were kids, but we were now all grown up with separate lives of our own. I was now a 40-year-old bachelor and she was a 36-year-old divorcee. We two hadn't had sex together in more than a decade. If I were to be truthful with myself, I'd admit that I still miss the sweet young pussy she always gave to me so willingly. 

As I walked towards the car, the passenger side door opened and an adolescent girl scampered out. My niece April was as frisky and energetic as the mischievous kittens hiding in the barn. She threw her overnight bag on the porch and ran to meet me. Skidding to a stop, she gave me a quick peck on the check and said, "Hi Uncle Jess! I'm going to play with the kitties."

Away she ran towards the barn before I could say even say hello. I talked a little while with June and teasingly wished her good luck tonight. She knew what I meant, but she didn't blush. The bulge in my pants was growing in size as I talked to her.

I noticed June's hands tightly gripping the steering wheel. "Sis, are you okay?" I asked. "You seem like you're tense and trembling."

"No, I'm not 'okay'! she blurted out. "I'm as nervous and jittery as a school girl going on her first date. Oh Jess, I haven't been on a date in so many years I'm not sure if I can remember how to do it! Damn me, but I almost ran my car of the road a few minutes ago!"

This thought frightened me so much that I became worried. "Sis, you'd better settle down," I said consolingly. "There's nothing to be afraid of. Hell woman, this guy is just a man!" 

"Yeah, that's the problem!" June responded heatedly. "Men are shits! Men are lying, cheating sons-of-bitches! Oh god, Jess, I didn't mean to include you in my generalization! You are a sweet, fun-loving, passionate man who I love and adore! Jess, if you weren't my brother I'd jump into your bed every chance I could get!" 

I smiled and reached through the car window to take her hand. "Thanks for the compliment, Sis," I said. "Honey, you would be welcomed into my bachelor bed anytime you want! We always did have a good time together in bed when we were young. You never let the fact that I was your brother stop you then!"

June smiled now and her face lit up radiantly. "Hey Jess, that's the answer!" she hurriedly said. "Oh, I don't know why I didn't think of it before. When I was young and upset you always calmed me down by putting your cock inside my cunt. Jess, will you fuck me now? I only need a 'quickie' just to calm my nerves and settle me down. I started getting wet and horny as soon as you touched my hand, so Jess it wouldn't take long for you to make me cum. If you could make me have just one little orgasm then I'd be okay!" 

Out of concern for my sister's sanity and safety, I nodded my head in agreement. I opened the car door and June jumped out. She glanced toward the barn where April ran, walked around to the back of the car, and pulled her pants down. 

June bent over the trunk with her shapely ass exposed in an open invitation. "Jess, please fuck me now!" she implored. "Fuck me quick before either of us can change our minds! Give my drippy wet cunt your cock 'doggie style' right here!"

As a gentleman farmer, I learned long ago not to look a gift-horse in the mouth. I never turned down a chance to get a piece of pussy and I had a nice one right here in front of my eyes. Standing behind my sister, I dropped my pants. Although it had been years since our last time, I suppose this was something like riding a bike. My swollen cock remembered exactly how to reach this particular female's seductive vaginal sanctuary. 

Over the ass and in through the bush my horny, hard cock did go. Dripping wet moisture coated my cockhead even before my engorged shaft entered. My swollen meat plunged into a sweltering hot vaginal honey pot. Feminine pussy fluids aided with slippery wet lubrication.

Cock and cunt joined in a furious race towards orgasmic release. My elongated shaft plunged headfirst into this woman's deepest, darkest recesses. Pussy muscles contracted, squeezed, and pulled at the intruding muscular man meat. 

I pumped in and out, in and out repeatedly. I pumped slow and easy a dozen times and then I thrust hard and fast a dozen more times. June was begging, "Fuck me, oh yes, oh Jess make me cum!" 

June whimpered and cried, "Oh Jess, oh Jess, I'm cumming, I'm cumming! Oh god, I've missed your cock so much! Oh god, this orgasm is so good!"

My sister wasn't the only one cumming. A violent orgasm started in the head of my cock and spread throughout my loins and into my whole body. Semen and sperm shot out of my hard, smoking-hot, blood-engorged barrel. 

June's pussy felt the full discharge from my cannon. Her vaginal tunnel began to spasm as more orgasms rocked her divorced, cock-hungry cunt. She whimpered and cried until she could whimper and cry no more.

My cockshaft continued to plunge in and out of the slippery, hot feminine hole. I was still cumming joyfully. God, if my sister wanted a 'quickie' then I wanted it to be a good one! One last orgasm shook me and I collapsed atop the woman who had collapsed onto the car.

When our breath returned, the two of us ran into the house and cleaned up. June couldn't stop kissing me and grabbing at my cock. Finally, we emerged from the house and I walked her to her car. 

This woman, my sister, was a different person now. Relaxed and reinvigorated, she pulled out of the drive and drove away. I watched her leave with a bit of regret, yet I had a certainty in my heart and mind that this would not be our last forbidden sexual rendezvous. 

I suppose quickies are okay as an occasional release, but I knew one thing for damn sure; the next time I got my hands on a female there was going to be a lot of foreplay before there was any fucking!

I went back into the house and cleaned up the lunch dishes I'd left earlier in the day. After awhile, I remembered that April was here. Damn, I'd almost forgotten about my teenage niece! Hell, I wasn't much of a host for my special overnight company! I guess I'd better go ask the girl if she's had anything to eat. I was planning on grilling burgers and hotdogs later.

I found the girl halfway back in the barn. The barefooted waif was lying on a ragged old horse blanket and her petite, girlie-girl form was covered with kittens. The girl was giggling with glee as the pack of ferocious felines tickled and nuzzled her.

Taking a seat on the blanket next to April, I remembered the monumental milestone she had reached just last week. The pretty young lady had celebrated her 18th birthday. As part of my gift to her, I had told her she could have one of the kittens as a present. As of today, she hadn't yet decided which one she wanted. 

April twisted onto her belly. Kittens went scattering, but quickly came back and attacked her again. I was laughing at the girl's joyful merriment. Unconsciously, my eyes studied her young feminine form. Her light brown hair was tied into two long braids. She had on a pink-stripped tank top and a pair of pale-blue Capri pants. 

I was reminded of how beautifully sexy June had been at this girl's age. April's body had the same female features her mother had as a teen. Short in stature, I'd bet this girl was no more than five feet tall. I'd be very surprised if the young lady weighed an ounce over one hundred pounds.

Unconsciously, words escaped from my mouth. "April, you're twisting and wiggling too much," I informed her. "Girl, you'd better pull your pants up. You've got a little bit of crack showing."

The girl didn't follow my suggestion. Perhaps she didn't hear me. I repeated, "Hey girlie, the ass-end of your butt is splitting open. Your pants are pulling down so far that you've gotten quite a bit of an ass-crack showing!"

I still don't think she heard me. But then, she turned her head and saw her exposed flesh. She began playing with the kittens again. With a giggle in her voice, she said, "Oh, don't worry about it Uncle Jess. You don't have to look, do you?"

Laughing at her naive innocence, I thought I'd better let the girl know some things about men. "Yes, April, I do have to look," I answered. "Guys are born with eyes that like to look at feminine cracks. It doesn't matter if its front cracks or back cracks. Guys just like to look at cracks."

The kitten-loving girl again twisted her head and stared at the revealed flesh of her hind end. She then looked at me and shyly said, "Oh, okay then, you just go ahead and look." 

This time, I snickered. The mischievous little lady was innocently teasing me. From talking with June, I knew this girl was virginal and inexperienced in the ways of a man's mind. Well, this young lady has picked the wrong man to tease! The muscular rod inside my pants was already recovering from fucking this girl's mother.

Maybe I'd better warn her. "April, your top is halfway up your back and your pink panties are down so much you're showing a lot of ass!" I said a little more insistently. "Now honey, you don't want your 'old' uncle seeing all of that do you?" 

The girl looked behind her again. She saw my eyes looking at her exposed skin. Aggravated, she looked at me with a disapproving scowl. She shrugged her shoulders and said, "Okay, okay, mister girl-watching man! I'm not hard of hearing so you don't have to tell me time after time!"

April turned over and lay on her back. The kittens jumped atop her. She looked at me and impishly said, "Now Sir, are you happy? And, are your prudish sensitivities satisfied?"

I didn't immediately answer. Hell, this frontal view was even more enticingly tantalizing than the back! The kittens were playing on her chest and between her legs. I could see half of her belly and I could still see her sexy pink panties. 

I decided to teach my sassy-mouthed niece a lesson. I would embarrass her with a little sex humor. "Do you know why kittens like to play on a girl's chest and between her legs?" I asked. 

April looked at me curiously. This curiosity implored her to answer. "Not exactly," she said. "Is it because girls are softer and sweeter than men?"

It was time for me to do the teasing. "Yes, that's part of the reason," I answered. "But, the main reason they like to play on a girl's chest is because the kittens are 'tittie-cats'. The reason they like to play between a girl's legs is because they are 'pussy-cats'." 

April's face showed only a faint hint of a blush. She recovered and impishly said, "Oh yeah, then why do bunny rabbits like playing between a boy's legs? I know why. It's because they are 'peter-cottontails'."

The innocent young lady had turned the tables on me. She had her own sex joke to tell. I laughed, but I wasn't about to let this girl get in the last word. I asked, "Girl, how come you know so much about what goes on between a boy's legs? Have you been 'misbehaving' with a boy?"

This time the girl did blush. "Oh no, Uncle Jess, I have never...I haven't done anything like that!" she emphatically answered. "My friends tell me about some things they do with guys, but I've never...! I've seen some pictures. The other day, I was putting away some laundry in Mama's room and found a few magazines in her panty drawer. There were a lot of naked men in them!" 

I looked at the sweet young girl and laughed. I knew the divorce didn't cause my sis to loose her itch for sex! She had just let me scratch it a little while ago. I had plans to scratch it again. 

Hell, I was getting an itchy feeling inside my pants right now! My sis is not here to scratch it, but her daughter is. Curse my wicked soul, but this teen girl was making the blood inside my cock race! I shouldn't be this horny with such a youngster! Besides, damnit, she's my niece!" 

April's soft feminine voice was asking, "Uncle Jess, you won't tell Mama that I looked at her pictures, will you? She might not like it if she knew I did it."

My face lit with a mischievous smile. I answered, "Babe, this will be our little secret. But, I'd like to know, did you like looking at the pictures?"

April's face blushed. She stared at me and spoke coyly, "Yes...oh I mean I guess I did. I didn't know that those...that those 'things' could get so big! I think it must be some kind of photo trickery. Is yours...is your man-thing big...ouch! Ouch, kitty that hurt! Uncle Jess this white kitty scratched my boob!"

I laughed at the teenaged girl. I saw an opportunity for teasing and said, "Girl, the kitties are still a little wild. I told you they are tittie-cats. They probably don't like you because you don't have nice enough 'titties' for them to play with!"

April looked at me with stunned surprise. Perhaps I went too far with my joking. Oh god, I've scared her! But no, the look on her face is not fear. Why, its anger. 

"I do so have nice titties!" she irritably announced. "I've got two of them right here on my chest! My titties are not as big as some, but in my opinion, I think they are extraordinarily nice!"

I shrugged my shoulders and shook my head. Well, if she's going to be so defensive I might as well fuel the flames of her ire. "Oh, your opinion is that you have nice ones, is it?" I teased. "You know what they say about opinions, don't you? They are like assholes and everyone has one. My opinion differs from yours. You've probably have something stuffed under your top to make you stick out. I know some girls do that. Do you have on a padded bra or something?"

My teasing hit the mark. April was still lying on her back with the kittens running all around her. She replied heatedly, "I've got on a bra, but it's not stuffed with anything but my tits! They are all-natural, one hundred percent genuine girl! Just to prove it, I'll show you!"

With that said the girl reached for the hem of her pink-striped top and pulled it and the lacy bra under it up to her neck. "Mister, you look at my chest and tell me that I don't have nice titties!" she triumphantly said. 

I was so surprised by her actions I couldn't speak. She had told me to look, so look is what I did. My eyes told me immediately that she did indeed have 'nice' tits! They were a little bit on the smallish size, but she was right about them being extraordinarily well-formed. The beautiful breasts were about the size of tits that would fit inside a coffee mug. Perky pink nipples stood up proud. April again spoke victoriously, "See. I told you! Now don't tell me I don't have titties!"

Well, she had me there. I suppose I ought to admit defeat. But no, I think I'll tease her some more. "Yes April, I do see titties," I said with a cynical voice. But girl, for all I know they might be fakes. Lots of females get tit implants!"

Suddenly, April reached out and grabbed my hand. She guided it to the nearest tit. Again her voice rang with victory, "Implants? Uncle Jess, I don't need implants. I want you to squeeze these and then tell me if they are fake or not!" 

Hell, I didn't intend for this to happen! Here I was holding my niece's teenaged breast in my hand! I knew I should let go. This is going too far. While my conscience was telling my hand to stop, my fingers were following the commands of my horny cock. 

I began squeezing and fondling the tantalizing tit. April moved my hand to the other mounded orb. I felt the silky softness of each breast. As my fingers caressed the supple flesh, the mammary mound swelled and each nubile nipple hardened a little. My fingers gently stroked the enticing spheres. April questioned, "Okay, now Uncle Jess, can you tell me if they are real or not?"

I looked at my niece's angelic, innocent face. I'd never thought of this girl as a sexual being before. She's just a kid. She's a girl with a couple of nice little breasts. I told her so. I continued fondling as I spoke, "Okay April. Yes you have tits and yes they are real. They're really nice ones for a girl of your small stature."

The girl started pulling her top and bra down. Reluctantly, I moved my hand away. "See, I told you," she victoriously said. "Next time you'll believe me when I tell you something," 

April's breasts were not yet secured into her bra. I wondered what she'd do if I grabbed one. Before I could make a move, the girl squealed out again, "Ouch! Why, that little white rascal has scratched me again! Uncle Jess, I showed the 'tittie-cat' my titties. Why does it keep on scratching me?"

Once again, I laughed at my niece. She sure was having a hard time with the little white fella. A thought flashed into my head and exited through my mouth, "Well, there is only one explanation. It's because the cat is a boy! Boy cats are a lot like human boys and men. There is something on a girl's body that boys and men like better than titties. Why, that's it! This kitten is a horny little 'pussy-cat'!" 

April looked into my eyes suspiciously. A stern frown formed on her face. "Uncle Jess, are you now going to tell me I have to prove I have a...a pussy?" she resounded firmly. "And, are you going to say that you have to touch it to prove it is real?"

I shrugged and threw my hands up in mock surrender. "Sorry girl," I said with straight-faced seriousness. "That's just the way things work around here. I don't make the rules. I'm afraid you are going to have to pull your pants down. I'll do what I have to do. If all goes well, I think the kitty should be satisfied and he should stop scratching you."

My young niece is a wonder. Smart as a whip, she knew what was going on. But, this girl has a stubborn streak so she wasn't about to be bested in this game of innocent teasing. She knew she had two choices. She could put up or shut up. She could run away or she could play along. 

April made her choice quickly. Her hands descended down to the waistband of her pale-blue pants. Pants and panties were pulled down to her knees. She laid back and awaited her fate.

She didn't have to wait long. My eyes made a quick visual inspection. There between her legs was the nicest teenaged pussy I'd seen in years. Surprisingly, I saw no sign of pubic hair. The girl's pretty pussy was shaved bare-nude-bald! 

Seductive temptation guided my hand. I ran it over her belly and allowed it to slowly work its way down her body. As my fingers touched her silky soft Venus mound, I stopped. Hell, this was my niece! This is a virginal innocent girl! Or was she? Virgins don't usually shave their pussies, do they? 

A devilish voice was screaming in my ear, "What the hell, you can't stop now! You've got a nice young pussy within your reach! Damnit, you know you want it, so take it, take it!"




Naughty & Nice Sister & Niece



So, I took it. My hand moved to cup the pretty-puffed mound. My fingers squeezed and massaged tender flesh. I felt the swelling mound stiffen. Was April becoming aroused? I was beginning to hope so. 

As if reading my mind, the girl spoke. "So, Uncle Jess what do you think?" she asked. "Do I pass the 'pussy-cat' test? Do you think the white kitty will like me now? Don't you think I ought to pull my pants back up now? Oh yeah, in case you're wondering why I have no pubic hair, it's because all the girls on my swim team shave everything off but the hair on their head."

Damn, I didn't want to let go of this gorgeous nude pussy, yet my niece was right. It was time for her pants to again cover her up. I continued groping her vaginal mound as I said, "Miss April, I think the kitty will like you very much, now. But, before you cover up, I need to check out something else. Maybe you can help me. I'd like for you to reach down here and spread this pretty little split for me."

The girl hesitated for a few seconds. Apprehensively, her hands then moved down between her legs. Her hands spread open her swollen outer pussy lips. I wet two of my fingers in my mouth. My moisturized fingers tentatively played with April's erect clit. One finger made its way into a tight opening. It hit an obstruction. This probing explorer was touching the girl's unbroken hymen. Damnit to hell, she was a virgin!

I knew I had to stop touching her so intimately, but I tested the hole one more time. April's face grimaced as I poked her hymen too forcibly, but her face lightened back up when I turned my attention back to her sweet little clit. 

I was just assuming April's clit was sweet. Hell, I wasn't going to taste of it! Why, I had no intention of getting my mouth anywhere near this virginal girl's clit! My lips would never touch my niece's vaginal flesh! I'm not that kind of dirty-old-man! 

My hand came out from between April's legs. She pulled her panties and pants back up, grabbed the little white kitten, and turned back over onto her belly. She and the little feline began a conversation.

Here I was again staring at the girl's back. Her shirt had pulled up again and my eyes were again focused at the spot where her bare back reached the waistband of her low-riding pants. "Hey girl, you're showing your ass crack again!" I suddenly said.

April twisted her head, looked at her butt, then looked at me. She spoke with a mischievous, temperamental voice, "So what? Mister, that's not my problem. Just deal with it!"

The girl went back to her conversation with the kitten. I could be mischievous and temperamental, too. Words spilled from my mouth. "Okay young lady," I sternly warned. "I'll deal with it! I'm going to pull your pants down and spank your pretty little ass!"

My hands grabbed the waistband of her pale-blue pants and her pretty pink panties and pulled. I didn't stop tugging until her bottom was bare. For such a petite young lady, she had a well-developed, shapely ass. I smacked one ass cheek with a quick slap. The girl yelped. I smacked the other cheek. Another yelp was heard. After two more slaps, April exclaimed, "Uncle Jess, that stings!"

"Young lady, just deal with it! I sternly replied. "Next time you'll know better than to tease your old uncle. But girl, if your ass stings, I guess I'll have to kiss it and make it 'all better'." 

Bending over, I kissed the girl's ass. I kissed one 18-year-old ass cheek and then kissed the other. Her butt had just begun to turn a little red. I didn't realize I'd been so rough, so I slowed down and kissed her reddening skin with soft, tender touches of my mouth and lips. I was giving my young niece a gentle oral ass massage. Her red skin was getting its flesh tone color back. 

I had been so busy touching and kissing this girl's sweet ass I had failed to notice a small discoloration on the otherwise unblemished flesh. A tiny, strawberry colored birthmark lay high on her left ass cheek. How coincidental, I had one just like it in the same place on my body. 

One of my exploring hands had found a 'backdoor' entrance to get to the girl's pussy. My fingers were greedily fumbling to capture all the pussy flesh they could reach. One finger had claimed the girl's clit as its own. It was flicking and rubbing the tender young bud.

After a few minutes, I removed my hand from between April's legs, pulled my mouth from her sweet young ass, and sat up. My hands were rubbing up and down the expanse of her back and her ass. My mind was attempting to figure out just what to do next. 

My conscience was again telling me to stop right now. Damnit, you've got no business playing with your niece's young body! 

Conscience be damned! As long as the girl is not protesting, I don't want to stop! I'd better let her know some things before I proceed. "April, I'm going to pull your pants and panties off," I whispered huskily. "Then I'm going to take your top and bra off. I want to play with your naked body for a few minutes. I want you to say 'Okay' or say 'No'. What I do after that depends on which word you say."

I knew this girl had a strong-willed mind of her own. She is a precocious innocent teenager, but she is also a volatile firecracker which might blow up at any time. I listened intently for her answer. April was already speaking. "I'll say 'Okay'," she timidly said. "But...but I don't know what to do. Uncle Jess, you're not going to...! You're not going to...fuck me, are you?"

My response was swift and direct. "Hell no, girl!" I answered "I wouldn't...I have no intentions of doing anything as wickedly irresponsible as that! I just want to play with your sexy young body for a little while. Sweetie, I swear, I will not try to fuck you!" 

With these words planted firmly in my mind, I went ahead and pulled April's pants and panties off. I pulled her top and lacy bra over her head. My niece is a short, petite girl-woman, but she has a beautiful expanse of flawless feminine skin. I just had to kiss the seductively enticing flesh.

My mouth headed back to the firm, pretty little ass I'd been kissing. I kissed this soft skin a dozen times. My hands and lips trailed down her short, skinny legs. I even kissed her barefooted feet. My mouth made its way back to her ass and then to her back. I kissed her neck. April was making no sound. 

I turned the naked girl over onto her back then kissed her neck and the underside of her chin. My lips had it in mind to kiss her tantalizing tits. My hands got there first. While my fingers were gently massaging one of the nice little mounds, my lips latched onto the other. My mouth began sucking and tugging on the delectable nipple. When my hand moved, my mouth captured the other tit and nipple. Oh god, these little boobs were warm and tasty! April was softly sighing. 

My hand was now between April's legs. I wanted my mouth and lips there, too. I kissed down her chest and belly. I stopped for a second, pulled the girl's legs apart, and gazed in wonder at the beauty of her bare nude pussy. Lordy, it had been so long since I'd tasted sweet, young pussy! 

The hard, throbbing rod between my legs was begging me to kiss the enticing vaginal plaything. I gave in to undeniable temptation and kissed the pussy right in the middle of its split crack. I kissed the puffy right pussy lip and then the left. I kissed the pussy lips again and again. My tongue came out and licked every spot my lips kissed. April was moaning quietly. 

My fingers spread the girl's pussy crack open. Here I was face to face with a tiny little feminine treasure. Wicked old uncles were not supposed to explore their niece's clits with their mouths and their tongues. Well, wickedness or not, I had found this jewel and I intended to claim it as my own! My mouth kissed the nubile nub while my tongue flicked and licked it greedily. My lips tugged and sucked hungrily. April's moans became louder.

My wet tongue spread the butterfly wings of a pair of hot-pink inner pussy lips and slipped into the girl's vaginal opening where I tasted feminine moisture. April's young body had matured to the point where it could produce vaginal lubrication in abundance. My tongue explored as deep as it could. I felt the wall of the hymen as it protectively prevented entrance. 

My mouth, my tongue, and my lips continued ravishing this girl's clit and vaginal hole. I kissed, sucked, and licked with unrestrained lustful glee. April's hips were wiggling and whimpering cries came from her mouth.

Damn my wicked, pussy-sucking soul, I'd better stop this! I gave April's entire vaginal mound one more round of kisses then kissed my way back up her belly, to her neck, and finally to her cheeks. I kissed each soft cheek with tender passion then touched my tongue to her lips. 

My conscience was screaming. "Wait, wait, you can't kiss this girl's lips!" it beseeched. "That's just too...too intimate! Why, your niece is too young to be kissing her old bachelor uncle!" 

Apparently, this opinion was not shared by my niece. Her voice whispered against my face, "Oh, Uncle Jess, if you want to kiss me then kiss me! Stop teasing my lips and quit driving me crazy!"

I kissed this girl-woman and she kissed me. God, I don't know where she learned about kissing, but this young lady was a naturally good lip smacker! April's lips and tongue attacked me. This girl and I kissed and tickled and teased for several minutes. 

April pulled away and looked at me with a strange gleam in her eye. Cryptic words sprang from her mouth, "Oh, where are the bunny rabbits when I need them?"

Puzzled, I looked back at the mystifying girl. My inquisitive voice inquired, "April, what are you talking about? Why in the hell do you want bunny rabbits?"

A shy grin lit the girl's face. "Because, Uncle Jess," she mischievously answered. "I had to show the 'tittie-cats' and you my titties. I had to show the 'pussy-cats' and you my pussy. If we had some bunny rabbits, then you'd have to show the 'peter-cottontails' and me your...your 'peter'...or whatever it is you call that bulging thing between your legs!"

I laughed and grabbed the seductively irresistible girl. Hugging her tightly, I kissed her sweet, soft lips. My voice responded to this girl's innocent wantonness. "April, baby doll," I said. "I call my thing a 'cock'. You said you saw pictures in your mom's magazines. Goodness girl, you're 18 years old! Are you sure you've never seen a real one? Do you really want to see mine? I guess you can, if you want to. Hell, I've seen everything you've got!"

April shook her head negatively and then nodded it affirmatively. "I guess I'm a little behind in the sexual maturity stage," she answered. "No, I've never had an opportunity to see a real one. Yes, I really want to see your...'cock'!" 

I could have ended this wicked game right here and now. I should at least 'try' to resist temptation. Instead of listening to my guilty conscience, I sat up and removed every stitch of clothing from my body then lay down on my back beside my niece. My erect cock throbbed excitedly. 

April sat up to get a better look. Words spilled from her mouth. "Oh my god, it's beautiful, Uncle Jess!" she exclaimed. "It's prettier than any picture I've ever seen! Now I know that those nice big cocks I saw in Mom's magazines were not made by photo trickery. Yours is just as nicely-formed and sizable as they were! Oh, Uncle Jess, may I touch it? Oh god, please tell me I can!"

Instead of answering, I grabbed the girl's hand and placed it on my swollen erection. Her short, skinny fingers tried to encircle my meat. She squeezed and stroked and played. Emboldened by feminine lust, her hands and fingers explored every inch of my pubic male nudity. For a girl who had never even seen a cock, she was doing a mighty fine job of erectile stimulation!

My cockshaft was stimulated into fully erect hardness! My horny-hard spike jumped with blood-racing joy. I heard April ask if she could kiss it. Entwining my fingers into her hair, I drew her lips down closer. She rained kisses up and down the length of my pulsating rod. 

Damn, this girl is going to be a real cockteaser one of these days! What do you mean 'one of these days', hell she's doing a pretty good job of cockteasing right now! She was feverously kissing and licking my swollen erection.

The girl's instinctive nature took control. The head of my cock ended up in her mouth. At first, she recoiled in confusion. She didn't know this was something she could do. She looked at me and asked, "Uncle Jess, am I allowed to do this...to put your cock into my mouth?"

My breath was taken away. I couldn't speak, but I smiled and my head gave an enthusiastic affirmative nod. April smiled, too. Her head lowered and her mouth captured my swollen meat. Even though she was a novice cocksucker, the girl began sucking my cock just like she knew what she was doing. She sucked, and licked, and kissed energetically. 

My better senses told me I couldn't let myself cum in her mouth! For one thing, there wouldn't be enough room in there. April's cheeks were bulging full of swollen cock meat. She would choke if I allowed my cream to flow. After she sucked for a while, I reluctantly grabbed a long braid of hair in each hand and pulled her ravenous mouth away from my 'ready-to-shoot' cock.

I pulled April's nude feminine form on top of my naked masculine body. Her pussy lay against my hardened rod. Lifted her up slightly, I slipped my shaft up between her thighs. My cock became wrapped in a warm, cozy thigh and pussy bun. My hands roamed up and down her back and ass.

I wanted to kiss this young niece of mine. Logistically, I couldn't do it. The girl was more that a foot shorter than me. I couldn't have my lips touching her mouth while my cock was touching her pussy. 

My hands grabbed her ass and scooted her up so that her face was touching mine. Just as I hoped, she started kissing me. Abruptly, she stopped kissing, looked into my eyes, and said, "Oh god, Uncle Jess I love your big cock! I just wish it wasn't 'so' big! I think I'd like for you to...to fuck me. But, oh Uncle Jess your cock is just too enormous in size to fit in my tight virginal hole! Isn't it?"

I didn't laugh at the girl's innocent wantonness. I was thrilled that I'd awakened sexual excitement in her. "April, I can't fuck you," I answered. "I mean, well technically I could. You see, a girl's virginal hole is pretty elastic. It can stretch like a rubber band. If my cock and your pussy were greased up with plenty of lubrication, then my big fella could slip right into your little hole. But girl, I can't fuck you for three reasons; because I'm your uncle, because you're a virgin, and because you're too goddamn young for me!"

A horse whinnied. I wiggled out from under the seductive young temptress, grabbed her hand, stood up, and pulled her to her feet with me. "Let's feed some grain to the horses," I said. I was trying my best to keep my sinful lust from allowing me to fuck my young niece. 

Jaybird naked, the two of us started walking towards the feed and tack room. Undeterred by my reluctance, April began tickling and teasing me. I was having to twist and turn away as she kept on trying to grab my cock. I was thinking that this girl sure is a lot like her mother. 

April and I entered the tack room. Once inside, I let the horny girl 'catch' me. She dropped to her knees on the wooden floor. She began kissing and licking my cock again. Before I knew it, she had my meat inside her mouth. Damn, this innocent young woman was taking to sex like a duckling takes to water! My niece was becoming a fine cocksucker!

Blood engorged my pulsating erection. I let the girl play for awhile, but I knew I wouldn't last long. Hell, my meat hadn't been inside a hot young mouth since I'd stopped fucking this girl's mother several years ago!

Finally, I grabbed April's braids and forcibly pulled her to her feet. I bodily picked her featherweight body up and sat her on a long, wide workbench. This room was big enough to do triple duty. It was a tack room, feed room, and farm work room. Many of my tools hung on the wall over the bench. 

My hand pulled a stool close and I sat between April's legs. I reached behind the girl and grabbed a set of wrenches. In a mischievous voice I said, "Babe, when I was sucking your tits, I noticed that your nipples needed tightening. I'd better fix them. I just happen to have a set of 'nipple' wrenches."

While April giggled, I selected a wrench and encircled a nubile nipple. The wrench was too big so I tried another. It was too small. The third one was just right. I 'tightened' the right nipple a little then tested the nub with my mouth. My tongue licked and my mouth sucked. I said, "I've got it too tight now. Hang on girlie, I'll fix it."

The old axiom goes; righty tighty, lefty loosey. I turned the wrench lefty to loosen the nipple. I tested it with my mouth. I said, "Now girl, this one is just right, but I'd better suck it pretty hard just to be sure. Then I'll work on the other one." 

So, I sucked the nipple hard. I kissed the entire little tit. I kissed, and licked, and sucked with vigorous zeal. Satisfied with my handiwork, I moved to the other tit. Yep, just as I had suspected, this nipple was loose, too. After several attempts, I had it tightened properly. Just to be sure, I gave the nipple and tit a good oral workout. I pulled and tugged with my mouth and lips. Finally, I said, "Babe, I think this will hold them for awhile, but I'd better check them again later."

April was giddy with gleeful joy. She too was full of mischievous merriment. She reached behind her and handed me another tool. "Uncle Jess," she teased. "I believe this tool is a 'pussy checker'. Would you mind checking my pussy while you're down there under the hood?"

This teasing game was fun. I quickly replied, "No Ma'am, I don't mind at all. I'll take care of it right now. I always guarantee service with a smile." 

I took the tool and began working on the nude, hairless, little teenaged pussy. Well hell, I suppose it was not all that little! This pretty vaginal mound was certainly a well-developed feminine delight. I worked on the outer pussy lips. I tested it with kisses then licked and sucked the tender, warm flesh. Finally, I had the swollen lips fixed. 

I asked the girl to spread her legs and hold her pussy crack open. "Lady, it looks like your clit needs quite a bit of special attention," I said. With a wink in my voice, I added, "Ma'am, it's a good thing you came to me when you did!" 

With April giggling, I gave her pretty little clit a complete checkup. I tightened this piece of delicate feminine equipment until it was standing up proud and erect. My tongue tested my mechanical manipulations. I flicked the clit to the right. It sprang back out straight. I flicked it to the left. Again, it straightened up. 

I looked up at April's flushed face. "Ma'am, I think it will stay put now," I said. "But, to be on the safe side, I'd better give it a good hard sucking. I hope you don't mind waiting. This might take a little while. And, while I'm at it, I'll see what I can do about this hole I've found down here. Just hang on."

April hung on and I sucked. Damn, I loved this girl's sweet little clit! I kissed it, I licked it, and I sucked it in an energetic frenzy of lust. My lips tugged and pulled. I must have done a pretty damn good job of fixing this clit because I couldn't pull it off! But, just to be on the safe side, I tugged and pulled a little while longer. 

April's giggles had turned to seductive sighs and moans. I used the pussy checker tool to open her vaginal opening. I couldn't get it very far inside because it was hitting her hymen. I worked on the hole a while and then allowed my tongue to test it. My saliva-lubricated tongue slipped in with ease. I wiggled it around and around. I licked the wall of the tender hymen and tasted the sweet-tangy, adolescent vaginal moisture. 




Naughty & Nice Sister & Niece



April's hips were squirming. Her sighs and moans had intensified. I pulled back for a few seconds. I knew I could make her cum in just a few more minutes. I wondered what she'd think if I made her have an orgasm. 

Damn my wickedness, but I'd love to get my horny hard cock into April's sweet vaginal hole! Oh god, if I was going to give her an orgasm, I wanted it to be with my cock inside her pussy!

At first, my ears didn't hear April speaking. I was too busy thinking about fucking my innocent young niece. The girl spoke louder, "Uncle Jess, why do you have a jar of Vaseline on your workbench?"

I shook my head to clear it of forbidden lustful thoughts. "I use it to keep the rust off of some of my tools and farm equipment," I answered. "It works like grease."

April perked up. "Do you remember what you said, Uncle Jess?" she blurted out. "You said you would be able to fuck me if your cock and my tight virginal pussy were greased up with plenty of lubrication! That's what you said, isn't it? Can't we use this Vaseline? You said it works like grease. I've never been fucked, but Uncle Jess I want to do it with you. Okay?"

I'd given this girl a list of reasons why we couldn't fuck. I was her uncle; she was too young for me; she was an innocent virgin. But, damn my sinful soul to hell, I threw reason aside! Standing, I grabbed the jar from her hand and flipped the top off. My fingers pulled a glob of grease out and I liberally coated my cockshaft with this lubricant. 

April was following my lead. Her fingers scooped out grease and delivered the slippery load to the vaginal hole between her legs. After leaning back on the workbench and spreading her legs, she whispered invitingly, "Okay Uncle Jess, I'm ready."

I'd come too far to stop now. The girl's seductive allure pulled me toward her as if my cock was a steel rod and her pussy was a strong magnet. My stiffened shaft tenderly touched her warm flesh. The magnetic pussy pulled my steely hard rod into its heated outer lips. My greasy cock slipped through April's slick vaginal folds until the head was touching her maidenhood. 

I felt April's legs encircling my hips. Instinctively, she pulled. My grease-lubricated cock thrust inside her slippery hole. The girl's tender maidenhead broke and she yelped in pain. Her pussy convulsed and pulled my shaft in deeper. I tried to pull back, but her legs had spasms which pulled me back in.

Giving in to undeniable temptation, I began fucking my niece with an insatiable, cunt-hungry lust! Pumping rhythmically, my swollen meat was sliding effortlessly into and out of her tight little hole. I was pulled deeper into a vaginal abyss. Soft, sweltering-hot pussy flesh massaged my cockshaft. 

April's hips were bucking up to meet my thrusts. She was squealing, grunting, and groaning. I was, too. Animalistic urges drove us to voracious heights of seemingly unquenchable passion. 

I didn't us want to cum yet. Wanting these special moments to last as long as possible, I reached behind the girl and pulled her up. When her naked body lay against my chest, her arms flew around my neck. My hands worked their way under her pretty little ass.

With my cockshaft still buried deep inside April's hot, drippy-wet pussy, I picked her up off the workbench. Her legs clinched tighter around my hips and I spun around and around. We both began giggling and laughing. I carried the girl out of the tack room and out into the barn. Six tiny kittens attacked my barefooted toes. Other than kicking them aside, I paid them no mind. 

A horse whinnied in a nearby stall. This sound gave me an idea. With a nude teenager riding my swollen erection, I began galloping up and down in the long center runway in the barn. Each time I took a bouncy step April's pussy bounced up and down on my slippery cockshaft. Erotic stimulation ran through my loins. The girl felt it, too. Damn, I knew I could last much longer without cumming and I'd bet April was about ready cum, too.

Feeling as free and frisky as a wild mustang stallion, I dashed out the barn door and ran around the building with a sweet little filly setting on my cock-saddle. Hanging on tightly, April's pussy was riding my cock just like she was a Wild West cowgirl mounting a bareback bucking bronco. The fun-loving girl was laughing merrily.

Trotting back into the coolness of the barn, I galloped past the gauntlet of kittens. The kitties followed and danced around my jumping feet. All at once, April gasped. Her voice spoke in ragged breaths, "Oh god, oh my, oh Uncle Jess what does a...what does a cock-fucking orgasm feel like? Oh god...Uncle Jess please don't stop jumping!"

There was no doubt now. I knew April was cumming. Vaginal juices soaked my erection and a shower of feminine cum sprayed my loins. I continued galloping and the girl continued bouncing up and down on my slippery slick cockshaft. She cried out as the first orgasmic wave hit her. This girl was experiencing her first-time, cock-fucking orgasm. She was having a ball. As another orgasm started, she screamed, "Oh god, Uncle Jess it's happening again! Oh, it feels so good!"

Stepping back into the tack room, I sat April back on the workbench and pumped my meat into her young pussy feverously. I started cumming, too. My testicles rumbled and my cock began spewing out liquefied fire. My god, I was having orgasms inside my young niece's pussy! My seminal fluids began filling her sweet hot vaginal void. I was cumming so fast and hard I wasn't sure if I would ever be able to stop. My heart was beating to a rapid orgasmic beat. 

April felt the sticky hot cream enter her young vaginal cavity. Until today, this was a place no cock had ever been. And most certainly, no semen or sperm had touched her virginal void. This girl cried out as another round of soul-shaking orgasms began, "Oh my god...Uncle Jess I love this! I didn't know anything could be so good! Oh, Uncle Jess fuck me!"

Following orders, I relentlessly fucked the girl until the sexually satisfied young lady gave up her quest for orgasmic relief and fell back on the workbench exhausted. Winded and fatigued from carnal exertion, I slumped down beside her. 

I now knew one thing for damn sure; teen niece fucking was just as sexually stimulating and just as orgasmically rewarding as mature sister fucking! Young niece pussies and adult sister pussies were mighty fine things to have orgasms in! 

April and I finally came down from our erotic orgasmic high. We grabbed up our clothes, ran nude to the house, and had a long hot bath together. As we kissed, teased, and fondled in the tub, I realized that every thought of forbidden incestuous guilt had fled from my mind. 

Later, April and I grilled burgers and hotdogs. After we ate, she winked at me and said, "Uncle Jess, I've decided on which kitten I want for my birthday. I want the wild white one. Do you know why I want him? It's because he's a 'pussy-cat'. He will always remind me of you. I know how much you like my pussy!"

The seductive young lady stood and came around to my side of the table. She sat her sweet little ass in my lap, grabbed my hand, and guided it up under her top. She must have left her lacy bra in the house or the barn because all I felt now was unencumbered breasts. 

"Uncle Jess," my mischievously wicked young niece said. "Don't you think my nipples feel a little bit loose? I think you might need to get out your tools and give me another checkup. You might need to lubricate my pussy again, too. And, if you're up to it, I wouldn't mind having another one of those exciting, slippery, bouncy cock rides."

My fingers played with nipples that were swelling with erectness. Yep, they were loose again! Immediately horny and hard, I picked the girl up in my arms, cradled her against my chest, and headed for the barn. When I spoke, my voice echoed with a mixture of lust and love, "Yes Ma'am, these loose nipples indicate it is time for another checkup. As I told you before, I guarantee service with a smile!"

With a teenaged girl in my arms, I entered the barn calling out, "Here kitty, kitty. Here tittie, tittie. Here pussy, pussy. I'm going to get myself some more sweet young pussy!" 

And sure enough, I did. As my pussy-hungry cock once more spewed out a load of sperm-laden semen into its slippery vaginal home, a little voice in my head told me I might be making an irresponsible mistake by not taking precautionary measures to prevent pregnancy. If my memory was correct, I'd made the same mistake with my sister June when she was this girl's age.

If April and I were not so lost in orgasmic elation, I might have paid a little more attention to the insistent questions the little voice in my head was asking. "Aren't strawberry-colored birthmarks hereditary?" it inquired. "Can't a father pass it on to his daughter?" 



Naughty and Nineteen



"Thanks for the pic. I definitely approve." 

The message's sender was Stacy, a young woman whom I had met online. She had e-mailed me to tell me how much she'd enjoyed an erotic story I'd written and posted on a site devoted to such things. I shared a few other stories with her and our friendship grew through our online chats.

"Well you aren't so bad yourself," was my reply. 

That was an understatement. Stacy had sent her pic first. The woman in the picture was young and pretty with medium length blonde hair and a mischievous smile on her face. She might be described more as "cute" than "sexy", but bore a resemblance to actress Kirsten Dunst. I don't assume that everyone is who they claim to be online. A face-to-face web cam chat quickly erased any doubts that the person I was chatting with was the girl in the pictures.

It was late summer 2004 and I had been single since spring. My ex and I had maintained a covert fuck-buddy relationship until early July when she met another guy she wanted to date. Our sexual encounters had been sporadic at best, but I still was missing the regular sex.

Stacy's mind impressed me more than her looks. Despite being six years my junior she was far better read than I, though terribly humble about herself. Stacy was a quiet book-worm and a bit of a nerd, though hardly looked the part. She was a competitive dancer in high school and continued to judge some sort of national competition.

We exchanged slightly more revealing pics. She was always partially clothed, but did send one of her in a bikini and another in boy shorts and an undershirt. Her body was a marvel, fit and firm, with a tight flat stomach and even tighter ass that had just enough hips to it to be feminine. Her ass was her favorite feature, with good reason. I could see her legs were smooth and just as toned.

Stacy was a study in contrasts. She was bubbling with sexual energy and highly flirtatious, yet she had limited sexual experience. She had given head to the only real boyfriend she ever had, and he'd touched her pussy a little. They had gone no further; she was a virgin. Being naturally shy and introspective she didn't seek out boyfriends, and despite being attractive, her timidity had slowed her social outlets. She also was seriously ill her senior year of high school, a popular time to have sex the first time. Between the illness and her natural shyness she hadn't stayed close to her high school friends. 

I think my flirtation with her was successful in part because I didn't take it very seriously. I was candid and open about my sexual desires and experiences rather than being vague like I often am in "first date" sort of situations. She was equally open with me, though she was obviously longer on desires than experiences. She was perfectly willing to tell me how much she enjoyed her vibrator and her modest porn collection. The anonymity of the internet let us be more open than we might have otherwise.

One night while chatting she upped the ante. "So I've seen the top half of you naked, and I definitely like. Wouldn't mind running my hands all over your stomach and chest. I'm just wondering when I get to see that big cock you write about."

"What makes you think that I've got a big dick? I think most guys give themselves big cocks when they write."

"Well then I guess I want to find out," she said. I was rock hard and figured she wouldn't be disappointed.

"Ok, I'll turn on my cam." I quickly stripped and activated my web cam.

"Oh my. That IS quite nice. Very impressive. I bet a girl could do a lot with that, if she could handle it all."

"Do you think you could?"

"I don't know. Remember, I haven't handled ANY cock yet. But I wouldn't mind trying." I didn't take her too seriously, but certainly enjoyed her compliments and showing off a little. She didn't return the favor completely, but did strip down to her bra and panties for me on camera that night.

Stacy lived about a ninety minute drive north of me, near LA. We continued our sexually charged conversations for a few weeks before I broached the idea of hanging out in person sometime, with no expectations of where it might lead. She agreed, and after a phone call we met for the first time the following Saturday. It was marked largely by nervousness and a degree of shyness on both our parts, despite having been so revealing online. Still, we managed to translate our great conversational compatibility to real life.

Late in the afternoon we ended up in my room talking on my bed. I went in for a kiss, and happily she responded. We made out for a good while, though with restraint on both our parts. I didn't want to tease myself nor push this somewhat innocent yet highly sexual girl. Yet kissing can be its own reward, and I enjoyed groping her body through her clothes. She admitted afterwards that she had been really hoping I would make a move and was both ecstatic and relieved when I did. Later when we said our goodbyes we made plans to hang out the following weekend.

The next weekend I drove up to visit her. Stacy lived with her mom and grandparents in a modest town home. She went to college full time and worked part time to help pay rent and for a little shopping money. Her mother was saving to buy a new home, as after her divorce neither she nor her ex could afford the payments on their previous house. I felt it was rather sweet of Stacy to stay with her mom and help pay rent, but nevertheless hoped it wouldn't interfere with our fun. Stacy's place was a pain to locate, since it was nestled within a community with confusing building numbers. Finally with her guidance over the phone I was able to find her place.

I had made really good time driving up to her place. This was somewhat unfortunate because I was earlier than I'd told her I would be. Her mother let me in and informed me Stacy had just finished showering. I silently lamented Stacy's living situation, because her being wet and fresh out of the shower could have had fun possibilities otherwise.

Stacy's mom was a nice, heavyset woman. The home itself was about what I expected. It was crowded with stuff that didn't fit in their temporary smaller house. Stacy's room was upstairs, and once dressed she came down to liberate me from her mother. She looked slightly panicked and nervous. I smiled at her reassuringly and her face instantly relaxed.

She gave me a quick tour. Her room was really nice, and I swear I'm not biased because of what went on in it. I was jealous of her room's own bathroom with full tub and shower, which I hoped we could put to good use later.

Stacy looked very cute in a white halter top and low rise jeans that clung to her lovely ass. We decided to go walk around the mall. In the car Stacy's seatbelt shifted her top. It was rather light and loose, and I was able to catch a glimpse of her light pink nipple by looking down her shirt. Stacy is small chested and had opted against wearing a bra. She didn't appear to notice me peeking, and my appetite was whetted for what was to come.

Wandering around the mall was fun. Neither of us was really in the mood to buy anything. She seemed happy just to spend time with me and preferred to go into the stores I was interested in. The date was fun though not especially remarkable as far as such things go. We talked, laughed and occasionally found excuses to touch each other flirtatiously. After grabbing some lunch we headed back to her complex to lie by the pool and enjoy the weather.

Lying by the pool was nice. Seeing Stacy in a bikini was inspiring, and I could tell she enjoyed seeing me in only my trunks. If seeing Stacy half dressed was nice, talking to her was truly wonderful. She's amazingly easy to talk to and definitely has many ideas on topics that I had not yet considered. I appreciate it when people are thoughtful and have their beliefs for a reason. We traded off asking each other questions while we soaked up some rays, and then decided to try out the hot tub.

We hopped into the tiny hot tub near the pool, which was semi-private at best. The sun was high in the sky that bright afternoon. We twiddled our thumbs for a few short minutes before the tension got the best of us and our lips met. There was kissing and groping and even some heavy petting though our swimsuits. We paid no mind to the only other person in the pool area, a middle aged man who was lying on the other side of the pool. If he noticed us at all he didn't care, because he was facing away the whole time. Regardless, making out in public with a really cute blonde girl is a wonderful experience and had a bit of an exhibitionistic element to it. I certainly took the opportunity to squeeze her ass as she sat on my lap and ground her pussy against my cock, our lips locked together. At one point she even reached under my suit and stroked my dick beneath the swirling water.

When the limits of public displays were reached we wrapped our towels around ourselves and retreated to her room. Luckily her mom wasn't around to ask any embarrassing questions. Stacy dropped her towel in front of her mirror and began brushing out her hair. Her wet bikini clung to her body in an enticing manner. I dropped my own towel and came up behind her, placing my hands on her hips gently. I slid my own hips forward and pressed my rock hard cock against her lovely ass through our wet swimsuits. Her eyes remained focused on the mirror image of us while I moved my mouth to her neck. I sucked and nibbled her neck as my hands slid up and down, exploring her body, occasionally glancing up to see my counterpart in the mirror doing the exact same thing to his Stacy.

When my hands began trying to liberate her top from her body she decided we needed a tad more security. She squirmed away from me over to her door, which she locked. She picked up her remote and turned on the small TV atop her dresser to create background noise. She then turned to me and gave me the sort of look a woman gives the man she wants to be ravished by. I got the message clearly.

I imagined I was quite the sight for her, standing not two feet away, wet and half dressed. Yet she waited for me to make the next move. I did, taking her into my arms and kissing the young beauty. We moved to her bed and soon our hands and mouths were everywhere. I finally took off her top, exposing her hard light pink nipples atop small firm breasts. I fondled her breasts, suckled her nipples. She moaned with appreciative passion, lust overcoming her nerves.

I slid up her body and kissed her once more, grinding my erection against her pussy through our clothes. Despite my lustful state I took my time, savoring each new shared experience, treasuring the whole experience.

Finally I took off her bottoms and got to see her fully naked for the first time. It was worth the wait. Her pussy was beautiful with a lovely haircut of a small strip above her clit and shaved lips. Her lips and clit were of balanced size, and she truly had one of the prettiest pussies I've seen.

In our conversations we had discussed spanking as a sexual activity, one which she had a lot of curiosity about and no experience with. I had spanked women playfully, but never beyond playfulness or a random lustful swat during a heated moment. This would be spanking as foreplay. Stacy's firm ass demanded to be spanked if one ever did.

"Roll over," I said to her, tenderly yet with force. She looked at me for a moment, her face showing a mix of lust and nervousness. I had my own nervousness about executing our shared desire satisfactorily.

I admired Stacy's bare ass for only a moment before placing my hand on her buttock and squeezing it gently. "Tell me if it is too hard or not hard enough," I said, then lifted my hand and brought it down gently, cupping her ass with only a slight impact.

Stacy giggled and spoke only "Harder."

I was happy to comply, lifting my hand once more and bringing it down upon her lovely ass, somewhat harder than the last. It made a satisfactory smacking sound as it connected with her flesh. She gave a slight shiver from the sensation and confidently stated "Harder. Please."

She didn't see my huge grin as I lifted my hand and once again brought it to her ass, this time with the level of force one might use to punish a small child. Once again I left my hand on her bottom and cupped it rather than striking it. She gasped slightly at the impact this time. I felt a rush of power and a certain animalistic glee. I was thrilled when she let out a low pitched, "A little harder. Spank me James."

She didn't have to ask twice, and I brought my hand down twice more in quick succession. The first was a repetition of the previous spanking with a little more force. The second was of similar power but was more of a striking blow across her bare flesh. At that Stacy gasped once more before letting out a guttural moan.

"God James. You really know what you're doing!"

I leaned forward and kissed her between the shoulder blades, my right hand still cupping her ass. "I'm glad that you like. It's a learning experience for me, but I've done some reading," I told her.

I delighted in giving her right buttock a few more swats before switching to her left cheek and giving it similar attention. We both were aroused before our foray into spanking, but as I finished we both were overwhelmed with lust.

I grabbed her hips and rolled her over, taking a moment to refresh my memory of her luscious body before trailing kisses across her tummy all the way up to her mouth. Our mouths intermingled once again, this time with her rubbing her bare sex up against my dick through my trunks. I forced myself off of her and positioned myself at her side. She started to protest, but I shushed her and slid my hand down her stomach, through her pubic strip, and across her swollen labia. She jumped slightly at my touch. I looked her in the eyes as I teased the outside of her pussy with my fingertips. She closed her eyes and bit down on her lower lip. In that moment she was truly a vision of aroused beauty.

I gently parted her lower lips and slid a finger inside her. Though the outside of her pussy was not damp, inside she was a soaking wet furnace. I adore women's physical signs of arousal, and this was further affirmation that she'd enjoyed me spanking her.

I took my time fingering her, hooking my fingers slightly and sliding them halfway within her wetness. I pressed my palm down as I moved my fingers back and forth to simultaneously stimulate her clit. My mouth nibbled on her nipples, collar bone, and every inch of her I could reach while maintaining my gentle, yet steady, stimulation of her pussy. She opened her eyes and looked at me longingly, whispering out "Please, James, more!"

I was happy to give her what she wanted and began rubbing her faster and firmer. Her body responded marvelously. She began bucking her hips and panting, her chest rising and falling rapidly. At last she sucked in her breath, her pussy tightened around my fingers, and her whole body tensed up. I felt her climax, watching her face with great interest. As she came down from her peak she opened her eyes and looked at me adoringly. I held her tight. I could see she was savoring her post-orgasmic bliss.

"Our clothing situation is a bit unfair," I said, and took off my swim trunks to let her see me fully naked, and fully hard.

It was not a surprise to her, but she said to me "Wow. It may be cliché, but let me say it is even more impressive in person." I lay on my back and she pressed her naked body against my side. "I've got to get my hand around that gorgeous cock!"

She reached down to grasp my cock gently, feeling its girth with her hand. She stroked it somewhat tentatively. This virgin had given a hand job or two in her life, and I was happy to allow her a chance to pleasure me with her hand. Her eyes were intensely fixated on her hand pumping up and down my thick shaft.

The whole scenario had excited me immensely. Kissing in the hot tub in public, making out, sucking her tits, seeing her naked, spanking her ass and making her cum with my fingers had all combined to push me close to the limit of arousal. As her hand slid up and down my long shaft I could feel that my own climax was imminent, and given the long build-up I knew it would be a big one.

"Do you want to make me come?" I asked her.

"Yes," She replied eagerly.

"Where do you want it? Where do you want me to come?" I asked her with some urgency.

"You choose" she said, perhaps with a mixture of desire to please me and indecision.

"I want to shoot all over your stomach." I told the nineteen year old virgin who was stroking my rock hard dick. She rolled onto her back, not releasing my dick from her grasp. I nestled my body next to her, aiming my swollen weapon at her navel. She stroked me faster and I began to thrust with my hips.

"So you want me to come?" I asked her almost demandingly.

"Yes." She said with conviction.

"Tell me. Ask me to come on you" I said, allowing my dominant side to show through in that moment of passion. I could feel the beginnings of my climax.

"Come on me James. Come on my stomach!" she spoke out clearly. I love hearing a woman ask for my cum. Her words set me off, and I erupted onto her flat stomach. Her hand immediately slowed. The first blast or two shot up all the way to the middle of her chest, while the rest of my significant load pooled itself in and around her small belly button. She purred appreciatively.

"That is some load James," she said, using her free hand to scoop up a dollop of my warm seed. She brought her finger to her lips and tasted it tentatively. She then slid her finger into her mouth and sucked it clean before sending it back for seconds. I watched as she cleaned off the majority of my load from her skin, sending it down to her tummy.

"You like?" I asked.

"Yeah. Honestly you're the best tasting guy I've ever been with. It's salty, yet sweet. Nice and warm too. Next time I think I want it in my mouth." My still hard cock jumped at the mention of my cock in her mouth. We hadn't explored oral sex yet, but I expected it would happen soon.

After some relaxing and pillow talk we took a shower together. It naturally entailed more kissing and groping. At one point, I pinned her right arm to the wall while I was fingering my pussy and she just about lost it. She loved it when I would take control, and told me she experienced a feeling of pure heat within her as she felt herself surrender a bit of herself to me. Eventually the shower got too hot for us and we dried off and somewhat reluctantly dressed. We cuddled together on her bed, simply enjoying the company. Part of me wanted to play with Stacy more, but unfortunately my hunger got in the way. Stacy was famished as well.

We passed Stacy's mother on our way out and informed her of our plans. I also got to meet Stacy's grandparents who had been at a football game earlier. It was a tad odd to meet the girl's family shortly after coming on her stomach and fingering her pussy in the shower. I somehow managed to put on a comfortable face and be polite. I have to imagine that Stacy's mom had some idea of what we were up to in her room with the door closed. But, I also suppose that the mother of a shy 19 year old is accepting and perhaps somewhat happy when her daughter brings a polite young man home. I've known plenty of mothers who happily ignore the evidence of their children's sexuality.

It had been sunny outside when we left the hot tub and was dark when we went to dinner. By the clock in my car I guessed that we'd been making out for almost two hours. Stacy giggled happily when I mentioned it to her.

Dinner was lovely and quite filling. We arrived back at her complex a little after 9 o'clock. Rather than go into her family filled house, we walked around a little checking the complex's two hot tubs but found both were occupied. I was a tad bummed out, hoping for more naughtiness. We decided not to dart through her house past her family to her room, and instead simply wait for our next rendezvous. We stopped outside her door for a nice long kiss goodnight before saying goodnight.




Naughty and Nineteen



We got together again the very next weekend. Stacy hopped a commuter train to San Diego and I met her at the station. She looked lovely in shorts and a small t-shirt, and I greeted her with a kiss.

I greeted her with "Hey beautiful."

She blushed adorably and responded "Hey stud. How are you?"

"I was good earlier, now I'm great." We had gotten into my car and begun driving towards my house. "What do you want to do first?"

"I'm open for anything really. I mostly just want to hang out," she replied. Her hand stroked my thigh suggesting the true meaning of 'hang out'.

I really just longed to take her home and ravish her young body, but I figured a short wait would only whet our appetites. "Are you hungry?" I asked. She nodded. "How about we eat first, so we don't have to worry about it later?"

She nodded at my suggestion. "Yes, I would hate to have to interrupt our activities to eat," she said in a suggestive tone. We stopped for some fish tacos and soon arrived at my apartment.

Stacy all but marched straight to my bedroom and I quickly followed. I shut the door behind me and she threw herself into my arms. Our hands were everywhere as we settled ourselves down onto my queen sized bed.

Once again I took my time, but it became clear that Stacy was eager to resume where we'd left off. Nevertheless, I undressed her patiently and deliberately, kissing her skin and admiring her pretty red bra and panties before removing them. Stacy helped me out of my shirt and pants in similar fashion, leaving me in just my boxers.

I admired the beauty of Stacy's young body once more. Her pale blue eyes looked at me lustfully as I licked her nipples, swirling my tongue down her tummy, past her navel, to her brief pubic stripe. She moaned appreciatively as I bypassed her vulva and kissed my way down her left inner thigh before slowly kissing my way back up her right thigh, approaching my final destination.

At last my tongue made contact with her smooth pussy lips for the first time. She tasted natural and clean with just a hint of sweat. My tongue slid up and down her outer lips for the first time, and she definitely enjoyed the attention I was giving her. 

Gently I dipped my tongue into her pussy, tasting the wetness within. Stacy cooed appreciatively as I darted my tongue in and out of her, then licked up and down her pussy slowly. She closed her eyes and clenched my sheets in her hands. As I continued licking her I no longer noticed her taste, focusing only on bringing pleasure to the beautiful naked girl before me.

All too soon she whispered "James." I paused and looked up at her. She placed her hands on my head and pulled me up slightly. I didn't want to stop licking her, but granted her wish, stopping only to place a couple kisses on her body on my way up. Our mouths reunited, and I knew she could taste herself on my lips.

"That was lovely," she said, just above a whisper. "I've never had a guy go down on me. Not like that." I would have gone down on her for hours in exchange for the beautiful smile she gave me. "Your turn," she said with a grin, and I allowed her to roll me over.

"Let's see what we can find," she said, almost to herself as she brushed her hands softly against my chest. She straddled my thighs, sitting just below my erection and giving me a great view of her pussy. Her hands darted down to the large bulge in my boxers. "Hmmm, now this is interesting!" she exclaimed. "I wonder what this is."

She lifted herself off my legs to hook her fingers and tug my boxers downward. I lifted my hips and helped her free my erection from my shorts without inflicting injury. Once she removed them from both my legs she tossed the shorts aside, returning her attention to my cock.

"Wow. It still amazes me every time I see it." I opened my thighs and she positioned her small body in between them. Her face was just inches from my cock, and she took it in her hand and began stroking it gently. "You like that James?"

"Oh yes. I like it a lot." I responded.

"Mmmm, do you want me to put your big dick in my mouth?" Stacy asked teasingly.

"Yes!" I exclaimed.

"Tell me what you want James. I've never had such a big cock in my mouth and I'm not sure how to handle it." I knew there was a mix of truth and game playing in her statement. Although she'd sucked a dick before I knew mine was bigger. I also knew that Stacy enjoyed being told what to do and probably wouldn't mind a pointer or two.

"Keep holding it like you are. Good. Now lower your head and lick it. Oh yes!" I jumped as her pink tongue touched the head of my member for the first time. "Yes, lick the head. Mmmm, now work your way to the little ridge around it. Oooh, yes, that's very sensitive. Lick it Stacy." Stacy followed my orders perfectly. "You're doing great. Now lick your way down the bottom side. Good. Stay there for a second and lick right there." I instructed as her tongue stopped at a lovely spot between my balls. Now back up the side. Good. Now lick the topside a bit. Mmmm, you look so sexy licking my big dick." Stacy smiled at me and giggled before licking the often neglected topside of my shaft.

"Ok sweetie, now I want you to suck on me." Stacy positioned her mouth at the tip of my cock. I watched as my thick shaft slowly penetrated her lips for the first time. "Slowly there's no rush. You look lovely with your lips wrapped around my cock." Stacy moaned lustfully, muffled by her mouth full of cock.

"Now up and down. Mmmm yes, suck me. Can I put my hands on your head?" Stacy nodded. She released my cock for a moment and sucked in a deep breath.

"I'd love it if you guided me with your hands" she replied and replaced her lips on my shaft. I ran my fingers through her hair; guiding her speed and depth but mostly letting her do her own thing.

Abruptly she pulled away and slid up my body. Still holding my dick, she looked me in the eyes and asked clearly "What do I have to do or say to get you to fuck me with this thing?"

I had given little serious thought to being Stacy's first. Although things had moved quickly thus far, I tended to view virginity as something that people lost after long months of dating. My cock certainly liked the idea of penetrating her.

"Are you sure?" I asked, with genuine concern. "I think you're great but I'm not sure where this is heading."

"I know." She replied. "Don't worry about that. Please trust me; this is what I want to do." I silently nodded, accepting her decision.

I rolled to the side of my bed and fetched a condom from the drawer. She watched attentively as I rolled the protective latex down my member. Taking her in my arms once more I kissed her, tenderly then passionately. My hand slid between her legs. She was tense and dry. I continued kissing her as I massaged her clit gently, hoping to relax the young beauty who had offered herself to me.

I moved on top of her and positioned my cock just above her pussy. With gentle purpose I rubbed my shaft against her opening as I continued staring into her sky-blue eyes. I felt her body relax a little, though I knew she was still tense. My cock began slipping across her pussy with greater ease as a result of her natural lubrication. I moved my hips downward, pressing the tip of my cock against her.

"Ready?" I asked.

"Yes James. Please, I'm ready." She replied.

I supported my weight on my hands as I pushed myself into her as gently as possible. She was wet and ready. Her pussy clung to me, but I felt no resistance as I eased more of myself into her. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip, her hands clinging to my hips. At last my cock was fully inside her. Stacy was no longer a virgin.

I sat motionless for a moment, letting her adjust to the feeling of having a man inside her. She ran her hands up and down my back, and opened her eyes. "Wow," she whispered. "That is nice."

I could have accused her of making a gross understatement. Instead I began slowly rocking my hips back and forth, stimulating her pussy with small movements. They had the intended effect.

I wanted to give her the fuck of a lifetime, a long fuck culminating with massive simultaneous orgasms. However my cock had other ideas. She'd given some good head, and I was terribly excited to be fucking her for the first time. I knew I couldn't thrust very much without losing control and coming.

"God. You're so sexy. I'm really close," I exhaled.

She smiled at me and suggested, "Let's just sit for a moment. I really like how you feel inside me." We sat together, my penis deep within her, listening to each other's breath.

"Ok" she spoke after a moment. "Please come inside me."

I almost came instantly as the words escaped her lips. My dick definitely throbbed within her, a fact that didn't escape my young lover. I began to thrust into her, slowly at first, but using the full length of my shaft. Her eyes lit up in amazement.

"Oh!" she exclaimed as I slid all the way out and back in again. Sitting still had allowed me to settle a bit. I knew my orgasm was still impending, but I also knew I could give us both a good minute of thrusting before it happened.

I began thrusting faster and harder. Stacy seemed to slip into her own little world as I fucked her for the first time. I pressed my body against her as I plunged deep within her, getting lost in my own sensation. At last my climax came. I let out a loud moan, and I'm sure Stacy could feel my cock throbbing within her tight pussy. I collapsed on top of her.

"Wow. That was everything I hoped for and more. Thank you." She told me. I couldn't help but chuckle. This beautiful girl was thanking me for fucking her? I kissed her gently.

"I should be thanking you," was my reply.

We enjoyed laying together until our heart rates returned to normal. I lifted my body off hers, the sweat dripping off our heated bodies. As gently as possible I slid my still mostly hard cock out of her pussy. I could tell she would have preferred that my cock stay inside her permanently.

Stacy didn't move as I removed the condom and cleaned myself off. I crawled back into bed with her and we arranged ourselves so I was spooning her. We sat quietly for a good while.

Later I became hard again and she decided to have a try at riding my cock. She looked amazing bouncing up and down on top of me. I especially enjoyed gripping her firm ass as she slid up and down my dick. She rode me for a good twenty minutes before telling me she wanted to feel me cum. I was happy to oblige.

She didn't climax from the intercourse either time, which is pretty typical for a couple's first time together, virgin or not. It often takes time and experience to get to know what really works for each other and to achieve a sufficient level of comfort. I was able to help her achieve a lovely climax afterwards by rubbing her pussy while sucking her nipples and telling her the story of how I'd fucked her with my big cock.

Stacy and I only got together once more after that, two weeks later. The sex was great, but afterwards we had a discussion about where we saw things going. We agreed that a long distance relationship wasn't what either of us needed at the time. She knew she'd be in the LA area for years and I was tied to San Diego. I know we could have developed deeper feelings for each other, but deep down I believe we saved ourselves heartache by ending things before they got too serious.

We stayed in contact for a couple months afterwards. Things were different, but pleasant. We evolved from a sexually charged flirtatious relationship to a more comfortable friendship.

She then hit a busy period of her life which coincided with me meeting a girl at a party whom I dated for a couple months. Our conversations became less frequent and less natural when they did occur. Eventually we lost contact.

I'm happy Stacy chose me to be her first. I know she was more than ready to have intercourse, both physically and emotionally. She was precocious, witty and always seemed more mature than nineteen. I suppose she chose me because she found a lot of my traits desirable, an opinion I share about her. I hope her memories of the things we did together are as fond as mine are.

As always, I hope you enjoyed this story and thank you for reading. Many of my stories have an element taken from my real life, but this one is actually true, at least to my memory. If you liked my story I ask you to vote to let me know I did a good job and should keep writing. If you have time I'd love feedback. Votes and feedback are the payment for authors and are what keeps us writing.



Naughty Asian Student Punished



Foreword: This is a fantasy story containing topics such as spanking, sodomy, interracial theme, rope bondage, gay sex etc. for readers over 18. I originally wrote it for a friend (named Brian in the story) and I'm posting it here in the hopes that you'll enjoy reading it too...

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I am a college student renting a room in your house. We have become friends, but you don't know all the naughty stuff I do behind your back (or at least I don't think you know...) such as sneaking into your room and "borrow" your computer to surf internet porn, wasting your expensive color ink to print out tons of dirty pictures, hiding a small buttplug in my drawer, watching naughty spanking videos in the living room when you're away, etc.

On a particular weekday after you went to work, I feel lazy and decide to skip school today and stay home to engage in my favorite pastime... So I sneak into your bedroom and start surfing the net for exciting jerk-off materials. That's when I stumble across a very naughty website called sexandsubmission.com. There are tons of erotic pictures of bondage, spankings, rough sex, and one of the pictures really turns me on. It shows a partially naked woman being bound and disciplined. For some reason I really like it and want to experience what it is like to be tied up and punished like that...

So I suddenly come up with a brilliant idea: why don't I try "self-bondage" since I'm alone in the house all day and no one will know what dirty things I'm doing here. So I go to your garage and rummage thru your cabinets and luckily I find some ropes just like in the picture. At first I intend to hide in my bedroom and try this out, but then I think why not make it more exciting by doing it in the living room instead. I think for sure I'll have enough time to play with it, then jerk off and tidy everything up before you come home from work.

With this in mind, I unlock the front door to the house to make it more dangerous that I might be "caught in the act", but thinking that for sure no one will actually visit on a weekday. Then I strip off all my clothes, revealing my soft, nude body in the mirror. I decide to try on the buttplug that I purchased recently, so I retrieve it from the bottom of my drawer, grease it up, and gingerly slide it up my tight rectal opening. It feels funny when the narrower head first enters, but then become a fuller sensation as the fatter lower rod slides in slowly, until it suddenly slips completely in and I feel my anal muscle squeezes snugly around the narrower bottom area, with just the round base plate sticking out between my ass-crack.

Walking funny with this alien intruder lodged securely in my rear end, I return to the living room and lay a pillow on top of the tall kitchen stool I had placed in center of the living room. First I use two shorter pieces of rope to tie my ankles to each leg of the stool so I cannot "get away", then I loop a long piece of rope around my waist 3 times and tie a knot in the back just like in the picture I printed out from the web. Next I bend over the stool, with my naked creamy-white buttocks facing the front door. The stool is very tall, and with a pillow on the top, now when I bend over it my feet have to rise up with my toes barely touching the ground. I then loop the rope around my wrists many times, as tightly as I could given my position, and after twisting my fingers for quite some time I finally manage to tie the rope in a secure knot.

Now that my self-bondage is complete, I relax myself to savor the sensation. It feels absolutely delicious! I feel so helpless with my wrists tied behind my back, bent over the kitchen stool totally naked like this, a naughty buttplug sticking out of my virgin asshole, and the front door unlocked so that anyone could suddenly "walk-in" and see me like this. Naughty fantasies really swarm around in my head now. I become very aroused and squirm around on top of the stool, rubbing my little "stiffy" against the soft pillow below my belly... ooooohh, it feels so good, it does not take long for me to climax in sexual frenzy, oozing out cum onto the living room floor...

After I calm down and enjoyed my experience thoroughly, I decide it's time I get up and clean up the mess before you return home and find out about everything. That's when I realize that I'm in big trouble. I guess I did not plan well ahead, and I had somehow managed to tie myself up a lot tighter than I thought. Now that I'm trying to wriggle out of my self-imposed bondage I discover that I couldn't! I try jerking around, pulling every which way, but nothing works, and I did not have the foresight to leave a pair of scissors within reach... I finally give up after a couple hours of off-and-on struggle to untie myself, and resign to my fate.

I slump down onto the soft pillow below me, completely exhausted from my failed attempts to wriggle out of my bondage, and wait for you to come home and "rescue" me. There are another two hours of worry-filled, excruciating wait before you return home from work.

As you open the front door, wondering why it is unlocked, you are greeted by a pair of bare, milky-white buns of your naughty Chinese college tenant who is tied up over the stool...

First in shock, you race over to see if I'm okay and ask with deep concern, "What happened to you, Ling?"

In my bent over position, my face flushes crimson in utter embarrassment at having my nude body totally exposed to your gaze. I mumble out some fake story about a burglar who broke in and tied me up, etc. Naturally, it does not sound convincing at all, and judging by the tone of your response, I can tell you're not the least bit fooled by it.

"So... I suppose this, burglar person, happened to have a buttplug handy with him and decided to use it on your naughty asshole?" you ask rhetorically as you tug at the base of the ass-plug that's lodged snuggly inside my tight anus and then release it and let it slide back comfortably into me.

Tears of shame roll down my face as I break down and confess everything to you, detailing how I did all these to myself, as well as many of the other misdeeds which I have committed while living in your household.

"Are you telling me that you skip school today just so you can play around with porn?!" you ask in a very stern voice.

"I'm... I'm very sorry, Sir... I promise I won't do it again, really! Could you please untie me now?"

You contemplate the situation for a moment before making a decision that's to my dismay.

"No, not yet, Ling. Since you like to be tied up so much, I think you should remain in bondage until your punishment is over."

"Pun... punishment, Sir?" I ask nervously, wondering what you have in mind.

"Yes, Ling, you didn't think you could get away with this without receiving proper discipline first, did you?" You state as you untie my ankles from the stool but leave my slim wrist still tied up behind my back. Then swiftly you sit down on the sofa and lay my soft trembling body over your lap.

"You are going to receive a very sound spanking, Ling. You should know better than to endanger yourself like that, especially leaving the front door unlock. What were you thinking?"

SLAP SMACK SPANK!!!

"Ouch! Oooohhhh! Aiiiiieee!!"

You start to spank my naked bouncing bottom with your open palm, leaving bright red handprints on my previously unblemished nether flesh. SLAP SLAPPPP SLAAPPPP!!!!

"You've... " SMACKK! "been" SLAPPP! "a VERY NAUGHTY " SMACK!! SPPANNNKKKK! "Asian boy, Ling!" SLLLAAPPPP!!

"Ahhhhhh.... OOOwwwwww!!" I squeal like a girl under your repeated stinging slaps to my inflamed backside, barely registering the scolding you're giving me about lying and playing hokey from school etc. My mind is now focused on the red hot sensation your strong hand is imprinting to my behind. I squirm and wriggle over your lap but I'm unable to avoid each of the punishing slaps to my full buttocks and the back of my smooth, sensitive thighs. The buttplug also feels very strange sliding around inside my asshole as my thighs rub together and my buttocks clench and unclench with each spank.

After 10 minutes of intense bare-hand-to-bare-asscheeks spanking, you stop but leave me body limp and draped over your knee. I feel your hands gently caress my scorched, and undoubtedly bright red, asscheeks. I sigh in relief as it feels much more comfortable than the stinging slaps you inflicted on my poor buns earlier, even though I also feel deeply embarrassed at having my bare skin touched and fondled so intimately by a man.

Now speaking with a gentler tone, you tell me that this is for my own good as I need to learn the lesson about personal safety, and responsibility for my study. I feel an emotion of gratitude towards you for caring so much abut me and my well-being, and I feel so bad that I disappointed you and let you down.

"I'm worried about you, Ling. You need to be careful and not take such dangerous risks in the future. You know I love you, don't you?"

I'm so touched by your words. "Yes, I do, Brian. Thank you so much for looking after me..."

You help me get up and sit on your lap, my burning posterior now planted firmly on your crotch. You hug me tightly against your strong body for a while, letting me know that you love me and forgive me for all my naughtiness. Then you pull back and stare into my eyes, stating sternly that my lesson is not over yet. "You need to learn a very painful lesson which will stay with you forever so that you'll never act so foolishly again."

With eyes downcast, I agree demurely, "Yes, Sir, I understand. Please administer a very painful punishment to me so that I can truly learn my lesson..."

With that, you help me up and walk me back over the stool (which is named "Ling's punishment stool" from today forward). I'm once again bent over the stool, hands still tied behind my back, and ankles securely tied to the stool legs. I understand that since this is where I committed my dangerous, naughty acts, this is where I should be properly punished so that the lesson can really sink in. You go to you garage and return with a mean-looking wooden paddle in your hand.

"Ling, I'm going to give you 20 hard strokes with this paddle. I need you to count out each one, and think about what you've done to earn you this painful experience."

"Yes, Sir." Biting my lower lips and resigning to my fate, I mentally prepare myself for the excruciating pain to come.

But nothing could prepare me for the unbelievable sting the thick wooden paddle inflicts on my jiggling, unprotected rear end each time it lands.

WWWHACK! Ouuuuuuch! One... WWWHHHHACCCKKK!!! Aiiiiiyaa! Two...

I count out each resounding SWAT in agony, feeling the full explosive impact of each stroke of the paddle which momentarily flattens my ass-globe as well as driving the buttplug forward against my rectum. Then as the paddle lifts leaving behind a scarlet red splotch, I feel my ass-flesh bounces back into shape amid a scorching, throbbing sensation.

Luckily, the 20 stokes end pretty quickly, and I slump down on the stool to recover from my painful ordeal. Again you sooth me with your comforting caresses, this time your hands slide freely across my silky smooth body, touching my bare shoulders, my sensitive upper arm, my slim waist, my well-reddened asscheeks, and my creamy-white, supple thighs. I moan in relief at your skillful touches, then suddenly realize that I'm starting to get turned on. I feel so shocked and ashamed at myself, how could I become turned on after being soundly spanked and then fondled by a man?!

Worse, I think you notice my state of arousal as well. I feel your hand reaching between my ass-crack, grabbing hold of the buttplug that's been buried comfortably inside my opening for many hours today, and slowly pull it out. My little penis jumps a little as the plug pops out of my anus, leaving me feeling strangely empty "back there".

"Now that your punishment is over, I think it's time you're rewarded with the experience you obviously crave about..."

Sensing your intention, my sphincter muscles clench tight involuntarily as I stammer in anxiety, "but Sir... I'm still a... virgin... I've never had sex before..."

"Really, Ling?" You ask in amusement, "you've never had sex with anyone before? Well then... it's about time you find out what it's like today, isn't it?"

Without further delay, you remove your clothes and lube up your rock-hard dick with the KY Jelly that I've carelessly left around the living room. Looking over my shoulder, I see you approaching me from behind and position your large cock against my wrinkled rosebud. I closed my eyes in mixed fear and anticipation, bracing myself for the impending intrusion.

I feel your hands cupping my full rounded buttocks, then spreading my asscheeks apart, revealing the hidden back passage that's now totally defenseless against your advance. After pushing at my tight back entrance for a moment, my rectal muscles yield to your increasing pressure and you large cock-head enters my stretched ass-pussy.

"Oooouuhhhhhhh..." I groan at the unfamiliar pain and sensation that invades my previously virginal opening. Your iron-hard dick is much longer and thicker than the buttplug I used before, and my asshole is being stretched much wider than it has ever been before. Inch by agonizing inch, the full length of your cock slowly slides deeper into my rectum until finally I feel your heavy balls touching the back of my soft feminine thighs...

"Oh yeah, you're SOOO tight, Ling!" You exclaim in utter satisfaction as you feel your throbbing dick being tightly squeezed by the inner walls of my violated rectal passage. You remain motionless for a while so that I can slowly adjust to the fullness back there. I try very hard to relax my anal muscles until finally the acute pain of initial entry slowly turns into a dull ache.

"Tell me how you feel, Ling," you inquire, wanting to find out how I'm handling your penetration so far.

"It's very painful... I feel... so FULL back there... you're so BIG... oohhhhhh... my anus feels so stretched..." I mumble incohesively, my brain still trying to process all these brand new sensations which I've never experienced before. At the same time, it has finally registered in my mind that I am now FULLY IMPALED on a man's cock -- your cock! I can feel your lower torso pressing against my well-spanked buttocks, and the front of your muscular legs touching the back of my soft sensitive thighs. A wave of shame suddenly washes over me, as I realize I've never been so intimated touched by a man like now.

I try to wriggle away from your cock, but tied bent over as I am, there's nothing I could do except rotate my buns around your steel hard pole. You take this as an invitation to fuck me and begin to pull out of my tortured asshole, only to return in full force before the full length is completely out of me. With your hands gripping each side of my hips tightly, you keep my slim body still while you start to drive in and out of my forbidden opening, each time knocking the wind out of my lungs.

"Ooohhh, Brian..." a soft moan escaped my lips despite myself. My face flushes bright red at the realization that I actually start to enjoy being butt-fucked like this. Even though each time my rectal passage is forced open painfully as you fuck me repeatedly, the mixture of pain and pleasure is very erotic. Shutting my eyes tight, I resign myself to let go and experience this profound sensation that's so new and exciting to me.

You begin to pick up your pace when you realize that I've stopped resisting your penetration, and fuck me quite furiously now. For some time, the only sounds heard in the room is the loud smacking noise of your lower body slapping against my rounded ass-globes, intertwined with occasionally grunts from you and soft groans from me.

In the midst of our intense sexual intercourse, an old saying suddenly appears in my mind: "be careful of what you ask for, you might just get it". Now I am tied up, spanked, and being ass-fucked just like the female in the porn picture that had turned me on so much. Now I'm experiencing everything I had wished I could. But this is so humiliating! Yet it's also oddly exciting... so much so that my "girly" penis starts to stiffen again, and it's providing great pleasure each time it rubs against the fluffy pillow below my tummy. Another sound escapes my lips, but this time I'm actually asking for it, "Yes Brian.... ohhhh FUCK me hard.... yea...."

Now I feel you getting close to sexual climax. You drive in and out of my tight asshole wildly and then you plunge into me deeply in one final stroke and start to spasm. This also triggers my own release and we both cum in sexual ecstasy.

After we recover from our lovemaking, you untie me and hold my smooth body against you and cuddle me tenderly. After giving it some quiet thought, I ask if you mind being my official disciplinarian from now on. "My pleasure, Ling," you reply happily, "you sure can benefit from regular punishments!"

"Yes, sir," I answer in earnest. Then shyly, I ask, "I think I also need weekly 'reminder' spankings to keep me in line, is that okay sir?"

"Of course," you say, and reading my mind, you add, "I bet you would also like to have your tight bottom filled up by me after each spanking, don't you?"

Face turning bright red, I nod and giggle, and slowly drift off to a peaceful sleep...

The END



Naughty Asian Wife in Vegas



Hello, I'm an American-born Chinese. I'm 3rd generation Chinese-American which means, other than looks, I'm about as Chinese as McDonald's! It seems that people want to know so here are the vital statistics: 5' tall (actually I'm ¾" over 5 feet), 32B-23-32 (for my 40th birthday I gifted myself a slight augmentation from my previous 32A), 100 lbs. At the time of finally writing this I am 44 years old. This incident happened in September 2012. I have written before under another name. This time I have written a little more anonymously because my husband does not know about this event.

In September 2012, my husband took me to Las Vegas for my birthday. I love playing Black Jack! I'm not really a gambler to speak of. I bet small, but can play for hours. Can't say I have ever won big, but I have never really lost big either. When it comes to playing, I can get pretty mesmerized. Although my husband likes to play Black Jack too, he gets bored with it pretty quickly and tends to move on.

My birthday was on the 3rd which happened to be Labor Day. We arrived in Vegas the Friday afternoon prior and stayed at the Bellagio (nice place, by the way). We were staying through Tuesday. It didn't take long before I got acclimated to the buzz of Vegas. On the first night I played until 3 in the morning. We slept most of the day on Saturday, but by Sunday I played all night long and didn't get back to the room until 6 in the morning on Monday. That was me, whereas my husband pretty much was back in our room by 1 or 2 in the morning.

So Monday was my birthday. I slept most of the day (my adjusted sleeping cycle). That night was my birthday dinner so we got dressed up. It had been in the 100s all weekend and that day was no different. Most of the week I had worn shorts, but on this night it was "sexy skirt" attire. I wore a see-through silk top with a lacy camisole underneath. It was too hot for a bra, so it was a braless night (for my 40th birthday I treated myself to a modest breast augmentation. Before then I was only a 32A, but now I'm 32B and ever since I enjoy being braless, lol). My skirt was a light and silky. As it was a "sexy night" I wore thigh-high stockings held up with garters. Naturally I wore heels. I'm not very tall (only 5 feet) so I have to wear heels whenever possible. I give you the description simply to help paint the picture.

So we had dinner and it was great. My husband treated me well as he always does. But despite the way I was dressed, I couldn't wait to get back to the tables! It was our last night so I wanted to have fun.

After dinner we went back to the Bellagio and I started playing. I wasn't losing badly, but I wasn't doing too well. Around midnight, my husband found me and said he had enough and was going to bed. He knew I would be playing all night long so he kissed me good night and told me to have fun.

Around 1 AM I was getting pretty frustrated with the tables at Bellagio. Their minimum bets are high and when I kept losing I wanted to move on. So I decided to go across the street to the Flamingo. It's not as nice of a casino, but when it gets late they have lower minimum betting which means I can play better.

I found a table and started playing. The place wasn't too crowded. The casinos had been packed all weekend, but because it was the third day of a three-day weekend most people had already headed home. The table I sat at only had one other player. The games were going well, so I enjoyed the playing. I had been drinking a little bit (free drinks!), but it was just wine so it was more to be relaxed than anything else. Before long, I was the only player at the table.

Around 2 AM two guys joined my table. They sat on either side of me. They were both in their early 40s. At first, not much was said, but after I got two black jacks in a row they started talking to me. The guy to my left (Bachelor #1) was the more talkative of the two. At some point he asked me why I was so dressed up. When I told him it was my birthday he said something like, "then let me get you a glass of champagne". However the next time the cocktail waitress came around, he was told she could only get me wine, so I had another glass of wine. I told him I would have to take a rain check which caused a little laugh.

A few minutes later, he got a black jack. When he did, I put my hand on his thigh and wished him "congratulations". When I did it, my body felt a tingle. Winning hands started happening on either side of me. And every time they did, I would do the same thigh touch to both of them. Every now and then they would give me a similar pat on my thigh. My body was racing with desire. Finally, there was a change of dealers. When the change happened, I took the opportunity to slide my wedding rings off and I put them in my purse. I wasn't certain that my playing partners would have noticed, but I knew the dealer would have. Either way, I didn't want them to be discouraged from flirting, which can always be fun.

Now with a change of dealers, I was less concerned about the embarrassment of a dealer knowing that I was married. As it turned out, Bachelor #1 to my left did notice the change of my "marriage status". On my very next win, he apparently took this as a positive thing, because when I showed my winning cards he put his hand on my thigh and congratulated me. His hand stayed there a little longer than his previous pats on my leg. So he'd know that I wasn't bothered by this, I lowered my hand to his and rested my hand on his... he easily recognized this as permission. His hand stayed there for several minutes. Every now and then I would experience a squeeze.

Now as for bachelor number two. It took a little longer for him. It was hard not to notice glances that they were exchanging with each other. Finally, after a winning hand his hand was on my thigh in congratulations, I reached down and gave him the same permissive touch. Unlike bachelor number one, his hand did not stay but revisited my thigh every now and then.

Their touches became more frequent. My head was spinning with thoughts. Finally, I asked them to excuse me because I needed to use the ladies room. I asked if they would watch my chips. I'm certain that they took this as a sure sign that I wasn't trying to ditch them. I found a restroom and entered a stall. After I peed I touched myself and confirmed what I already knew, I was absolutely soaked. As I sat on the toilet, I rubbed myself vigorously; I wanted an orgasm. A woman entered the stall next to me. I stopped what I was doing fairly certain that I wasn't being too quiet. My hand was drenched. I rubbed the wetness onto the inside of my thighs. I looked at my panties that were pulled down to my knees and made a decision that they had to go. I took them off. They were understandably wet. I regained my composure and exited the restroom as I did I tossed my panties in the trash on the way out.

When I returned to the table I said something like, "hi guys, did you miss me?" and they near simultaneously said "absolutely". My timing was perfect because the dealer was just starting a new shuffle. It was a multi-deck table so the shuffle takes awhile. When I sat down, I adjusted my skirt upwards exposing the laced hem of my stockings and more importantly the bare skin above. I reached over on either side of me and gave the guys a gentle squeeze to their legs to say "hello". It didn't take long before #1's hand found its way to my leg. I am not certain if he had noticed me hiking up my skirt so when his hand touched my stockings he may or may not have been a surprise. As his hand touched my leg, I reached down with my own and guided his upward so his hand was touching my skin. When he did, he started to slide his hand to the inside of my thigh. I squeezed my legs together momentarily trapping his hand and then I relaxed spreading my legs slightly. He removed his hand. I think #2 had caught on. Because his hand soon found its way to me and I gave him the same treat that #1 had experienced. 

Now, the touching started coming more frequently. No longer did a reach happen if I won, but there were condolence touches when I lost too. As the touches increased, so did the location. Gradually, each reach was directed to the inside of my thighs and higher up my leg. As we continued to play cards, I leaned onto the table with my elbows on the edge of the table and my ass was on the edge of my stool. As I scooted forward, my skirt slid from underneath me so my bare ass was on the stool. My legs were spread with my knees more separated than a woman wearing a skirt should. Finally it happened. It was #2 first. On one of his reaches, his hand came over and went straight for the inside of my thigh. I knew he wanted to touch me, but he probably was concerned he might be taking too much for granted. So I reached down and laid my hand on top of his. I turned his hand and guided it straight to my pussy. Once there I pushed his fingers to enter me. The overhang of the table was perfect to shield our activity. Together we fingered my hole for nearly 30 seconds. He removed his hand and I looked over him, smiled and rolled my eyes toward the ceiling as to say "Wow". 

I glanced over at #1 and his right hand was resting on his leg. I reached over and put my hand on his. I turned in my seat toward him, my knee was against him. I removed my hand and raised my skirt some more. I brought my hand back to the table and waited. It didn't take but a moment and his hand was on the inside of my thigh. But it failed to reach my pussy and he removed his hand. After the next deal, his hand returned. When it returned, as he was to my left, I reached down with my right and pushed his hand where it needed to be. I brought my hand back to the table and glanced over at his cards and said "nice". By now, I was wide open. He rubbed the back of his hand up and down against my pussy and then removed his hands. On that last deal, I won $10, which was a bigger wager than I had been playing, and when the dealer slid my winnings toward me, I bumped my knee against #1 and said "I'd like to do that again". He reached over, and as he did I spread my legs. He slid his hand up my thigh and when the tips of his fingers came to my pussy he didn't stop. He slid his fingers right inside me. I wanted to die as it was better than I expected. His hand was inside me for just a moment but it was long enough.

From where the dealer was standing we played things off like nothing was happening. It was just a normal card game. As it was late, the tables that were across from us were closed. Our table sat on the outside of the playing area, so behind us was a wall. Other than the pit bosses and those ever-lurking security people above us, it was unlikely that anyone noticed the extra playing that was happening at our table. Because we were never asked to leave, I have to believe that we were being discrete enough for Vegas. 

The cards were dealt and I leaned up toward the table my legs remained spread. I glanced down at my lap and saw that my skirt had risen so the lower part of my pussy was slightly visible, I made no attempt to cover as the table was doing that for me. Exchanges between the three of us continued for the next twenty minutes or so.

It was around 4:30 AM and we had a change of dealers. While the new dealer prepared the deck, my two friends were aggressively taking turns on me. I loved the attention. As the dealer shuffled, bachelor number one said, "you know I still owe you a glass of champagne. I know there are a couple of small bottles in our room would like to come up?" Without hesitating, I started scooping up my chips and said, "wow, that would be great".

We bid our dealer adieu and my bachelors led me to the elevator. The ride up the elevator was pretty quiet. We chatted a little, but it seemed all three of us were trying to ignore the elephant in the room. During our exchanges we never made any introductions. I never told them my name and they never told me theirs either. 

When we got to the room they told me to go ahead and have a seat. I sat down on the side of the bed. One went for the refrigerator, the other gathered up some glasses.

Bachelor number one opened both bottles and poured three glasses. They handed me a glass and then they sat on either side of me, glass in hand. Unlike at the table, bachelor number one now sat to my right and number two was to my left. Bachelor number one lifted his glass and said something like, "happy birthday to by far the most exciting card player I've played with" which brought a chuckle and a clinking of glasses. We each took a sip. I set my glass on the table in front of me. And then I said, "What? No kiss for the birthday girl?"

I leaned to bachelor #1 and kissed him on the mouth. I expected more, but he kissed me closed mouth in return. Then I turned to bachelor #2. I leaned to him to kiss him opened mouth. He returned the favor. Our lips locked. This guy was not hesitant at all. Not 10 seconds into the kiss, his hand reached up under my skirt. I spread my legs and as I did he drove his finger inside me and I gasped. As he finger-fucked my pussy I continued to kiss him. I reached over next to me and felt the leg of bachelor #1. I slid my hand and felt his cock through his pants. As #2 fingered me, I stopped kissing him and I grappled to undo #1's belt.

I knew what they wanted and I wanted the same thing. I stopped working on #1s pants and reached down to remove #2s hand from me. I stood up without saying anything. I undid the top buttons of my silk top and let it slide down over my shoulders and left it wrapped around my waste. As I did, bachelor two stood and helped me lift my camisole over my head and finished undoing his pants which I had started. As I was braless, I was now naked from the waist up. My nipples were perky and at attention. I unzipped the side of my skirt and it fell to the floor. As they knew, my panties were already gone. I stood there now only wearing my top as a belt, my stockings and garter. I didn't even need to ask if they wanted me to take off the stockings, because I wasn't going to as there was no need. My critical areas were now fully exposed and ready for the taking.

As I had undressed, so had bachelor #1, well at least he had taken off his pants, he left his shirt on. Bachelor #2 was still dressed. I wasn't worried. I climbed back on the bed on all fours. I reached over to #1's cock and did what I was craving, I put it in my mouth and started sucking and stroking. He started moaning. As I sucked him, #2 started getting undressed, except he was taking everything off. As I sucked #1 I felt his cock get rock hard. I stopped sucking him and said "don't cum, I want you both to cum inside me". Apparently, that's what he wanted too. Because, still on all fours, he turned my body so my ass faced him. I eased my knees so they sat at the edge of the bed, he came up behind me and slid his cock into my starved pussy. I was drenched and dilated wide open. He slid into me effortlessly. I shoved my ass against him and he started pounding me. I have no doubt that I was moaning loudly.

As he fucked me, #2 climbed onto the bed in front of me. He had obvious expectations, which I obliged. As he drew closer and as number 1 fucked me I simply opened my mouth. He started fucking my mouth almost as hard as my pussy was getting pounded. I gagged. I momentarily thought I was going to throw up. I reached up to slow him down which he did. I tried to suck and stroke him, but I am not the greatest multi-tasker and was busy concentrating on getting fucked. So to his disappointment I stopped and gave my attention to what was happening behind me.

It has been my experience (limited as it might be), that guys tend to last longer when there are others watching. From my perspective, that is a great thing. But as it turned out, #1 only lasted about 10 minutes. Near the end, it was me pounding into him more than him into me. I could feel his body slow and then felt the sudden familiar warmth when he came inside me. He sat there near motionless with his cock buried inside me. I could feel the continuous pulsing as he drained everything he had to give me. 

He pulled out of me. I stayed where I was. I laid my chest onto the bed with my ass in the air. He said to #2, "your turn", in response to these words I said out loud, "yes".

Apparently #2 had no apprehension about fucking a cum-filled pussy, because he was on top of me like white on rice (sort of a pun). It turned out to be a very quick change of the guard as it could not have been more than one minute from exit of #1 to enter #2. I needed that quick exchange. The turn-on of being filled and switching partners was exactly what I needed to. Barely a minute after he started, I reached orgasm. As I did, I felt a gush of my fluids and #1's cum stream down my legs. Recognizing my ecstasy he started fucking me harder. This only caused my previous partners cum to continue draining from me. Fifteen minutes into it, it was easy to recognize he was having a bit of stage fright in terms of not being able to release in front of an audience. This didn't bother me one bit. He was still rock hard he just couldn't cum. I can't think of a better combination for me! He fucked me for almost 40 minutes! He must of turned me from back to stomach at least 4 or 5 times. The entire time, his friend just sat off to the side and watched. Finally, he laid on his back and I road on top. When I did, he closed his eyes (I'm guessing to block out the image of #1) and within only a few minutes a felt him release inside me. As he came, I continued to ride him up and down for a few minutes until he was no longer hard. I finally rolled off him onto my back and just started laughing. I had thoroughly enjoyed myself.

I glanced over at the clock and it was a little after 6:00 AM. That had been fun, but I was still hungry for more. #2 was now laying on the bed, his head on a pillow, next to me. We started some small talk. I asked them if they had ever done anything like that before. Neither had. #1 asked the same of me and I just replied "maybe" and laughed. I turned around and lay with my head at the end of the bed, resting on my elbows. As I did, #1 asked me if it really was my birthday. I told him that technically, my birthday was now the day before and that I just turned 43. He said something like, "seriously? I thought you couldn't be more than 30". He sure knew what to say to keep me wet, lol.

As we lye there, #2 didn't really say much, I think he was still recovering. #1 stood from his chair. He was still naked from the waist down as he never took off his shirt. When he stood, I was happy to see that he was hard again (I guess the little show really aroused him). He went over to a table, he picked up his phone and asked if he could take my picture. I rolled over to my side so my nearly naked body faced him as I lay on the bed. I never said yes or no. He started taking pictures with his phone. I motioned him towards me and said "here, I'll give you a picture to remember". I reached out for his cock and he moved over to me so I could suck him. As I sucked him I could hear the clicking of his camera phone. As I sucked his cock, he said he wanted to video me. I took his cock out of my mouth and simply said "ok". He quickly moved over to the table next to the bed and set the phone on its side. He set it up so the video image was facing me. It was actually a bit of a turn on to see myself naked on his phone. 

He came back to me and now I really wanted to suck him. Lying on my stomach I stroked and sucked him. I could taste the remnant drippings of his cum. Since my pussy was already draining the cum of two guys I was really hoping that he would cum inside my mouth. He never did. As I sucked him, I felt #2 who was still behind me, start to rub the back of my thigh. As soon as I felt his touch, I automatically reacted by arching my back and raising my ass slightly into the air. I actually doubted there would be anymore than that because I thought he had already given all he had to give. But as I sucked #1, I glanced back at #2. He was playing with my pussy with one hand and stroking himself with the other. One look and I could see it was working as his cock was regaining hardness. Seeing this, I spread my legs slightly and arching my back yet more inviting his return. With that he entered me. By this time I was so wet, I couldn't even be certain that he was inside of me. I stopped sucking long enough to concentrate. It was then I knew he was definitely inside me. I could feel his cock sliding in and out of me. I started sucking again and as I did the pounding behind me intensified. Again I couldn't suck and fuck at the same time. I would try intermittently, but I was enjoying the fucking. As we fucked, I would go back and forth from sucking to not sucking.




Naughty Asian Wife in Vegas



#1 apparently wanted to get the most of his phone video. Because at one point I realized I was on all fours and when I looked up he was standing there with the phone practically in my face. That just made me fuck harder.

While we fucked like this, my phone started going off with a text message. #1 grabbed my phone and showed it to me. It was a text from my husband. Then he showed it to #2 who stopped fucking momentarily to read the text. When he read it he said something about my boyfriend missing me. He was close, but not quite right, lol. Reading the text from my husband excited me. As #2 fucked me I climaxed a second time. The intensity was not like the first and I don't know that he even noticed, as my pussy was so drenched that the release of my fluids as I came was probably not even noticeable. They put down the phone and #2 fucked me for about 5 more minutes and he came inside me. As soon as he did, I rolled around on my back with my feet hanging onto the floor. I brought my knees to my chest and I simply said to #1, you need to finish because I need to go pretty soon. He didn't miss the invitation and he slid inside me. As soon as he did I wrapped my legs around him pulling him into me. He seemed to like it, because he came again less than a minute later.

He pumped what little remaining cum he had into me and then lifted himself off me. As soon as he did I scrambled to find my phone. I needed to respond. My husband's text literally read, "Are you still playing? I hope you're having fun!" Going with the irony I texted back, "I think I have had my fill, will be coming within the hour". Of course, I had already cum (twice), but it was hard to resist. I showed them what I wrote and they laughed.

Then #2 asked something about my "boyfriend". This time #1 corrected him and said, "he's not her boyfriend, he's her husband". #2 couldn't believe it! I don't know why, I knew that at least #1 was married because he wore a wedding band. I presumed that #2 had at least a girlfriend status as well. That's when #1 said to me, "when I saw you remove your wedding ring I knew one of us might get to fuck you. I just had no idea it would be both of us." We laughed. 

I nonchalantly started getting dressed. They got dressed as well. I glanced over at the glasses of champagne knowing we barely each took a sip. I sort of thought to myself, "they ream you on the hotel room refrigerator bars". But I'm certain that they both felt that the expense was worth it, lol. #1 asked me if I wanted to take a quick shower. I matter-of-factly said, "part of the fun is going home right after". Neither seemed to know what to take from my comment. I looked in the mirror and brushed my hair.

As I got ready to go, I asked #1 about the pictures and video he had taken. I said to him, "I would get rid of that so your wife doesn't find something she doesn't need to see". He assured me they would be deleted before he got on the plane home and laughed. Knowing my luck, I'm probably posted all over the internet, lol.

I gave them each a wet kiss good-bye. The second kiss, given to #1, resulted in him lifting me up by the ass, he grappled to pull my skirt up. As he did I wrapped my legs around him, he reached down and undid his pants. Barely a minute into the kiss he was back inside me. In nearly the blink of an eye, we fell back onto the bed and he was fucking me. This proved too much for me and I squirmed as I came one last time. As it turned out, my text to my husband was right, I did cum within the hour! After I came I let him continue to fuck me for just a couple of minutes, but I finally told him he needed to stop. I really doubted he was going to cum again anyways. This time I caught my breath, I stood up and brought me skirt back down. I took one glance at the mirror and felt that I looked presentable. This time I simply gave each a peck on the cheek and headed for the door.

After everything that had happened, we never did exchange names.

I had to get my bearings and remembered that I was still at the Flamingo. I left the Flamingo and walked across to the Bellagio. As I did, I could feel fluid dripping down the inside of my legs. I didn't know if it was theirs or mine, I didn't care. It was almost 8:00 in the morning. There weren't a lot of people out. As I walked, there were some guys walking behind me. I wondered if they could see what was running down my stockings, I sort of hoped they could.

When I got to the Bellagio I entered the elevator alone. Our room was on the 31st floor. As the elevator rose, I lifted my skirt to see what had ran down my leg. It turns out, the fluid had collected at the top of my stocking, so as it turned out nothing had ran down my stockings after all. It was mostly cum. I wiped the sticky mess with my hand. I removed my hand and straightened my skirt. I stared admiring the cum on my fingers. I felt the elevator slow, it wasn't my floor. The door opened and it was housekeeping. When the doors closed, I played with the stuff on my fingers and rubbed it in like a lotion. It was then I glanced up and noticed a camera lens in the corner of the elevator. I wonder if anyone really is on the other side of that camera. I wonder if they even saw what I did.

I made it to my room. I was still wide awake. My husband was awake and dressed. He asked me how I did. I showed him my Flamingo chips and said it was a fun night. He said he was ready for breakfast. Our flight to go home was around 1. I told him I just needed to brush my teeth and change. I grabbed my clothes and changed in the bathroom, the last thing I needed was for him to see I had no panties on. I changed into shorts (with new panties) and we went to breakfast.

What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas!

One last epilogue, on the short flight home I used the airplane restroom. Although I had felt myself draining all morning it was the first opportunity I had to do anything about it. What I saw was more than I could have imagined. My panties were a sopping gooey mess. Despite remembering their cocks pumping their cum inside me, I had no idea how much they had filled me. And after almost 5 hours of draining, my panties held all the evidence. I took my panties off and used tissue to wipe what more might be inside me. I threw the panties in the airplane restroom trash. Damn! Two perfectly good panties thrown away in one day!



Naughty at Bookstore



I must confess I feel somewhat guilty when I read about women who have never had an orgasm or have had so few that they hardly remember them at all. I on the other hand am just the opposite, very orgasmic and very into coming whenever and wherever possible. It helps that I have a very sexual husband. I “cum” frequently." Some of our best times are in very public places.

A few years ago we decided to go to the coast for our Anniversary, which is in February, something we would never have considered before because of the pass, but this year the snowfall was almost non-existent. So we decided to leave the kids at home, and enjoy some much-deserved R&R. 

We left early in the morning hoping to avoid any problems and get into town to start enjoying our much-deserved vacation. I was also very anxious because I had something exciting planned for my husband. Unfortunately things just didn’t go as planned and we arrived very late that evening. Instead of going out we just ordered room service and settled in for the night.

When we went to bed that evening Alec wanted to snuggle up to me. I let him know I was tired, and only wanted to sleep. I knew he was disappointed, but I wanted him to want me so bad he couldn’t stand it; I knew by tomorrow evening he would be acking with desire, and that was exactly where I wanted him.

On one of my recent trips for business I came across a small xxx bookstore that also had a homemade theater in it. I looked around and decided I knew what to give my husband for our anniversary. 

The next night Alec wanted to go out to dinner then dancing. I told him I had something else planned and to leave the evening to me. 

I then went into the bathroom to get ready. I dressed as sexy as I could, putting on a sexy black garter, black thigh high stocking with lace on them, a pair of black heels, and a very sheer blouse that I purchased on my trip before. Then to top it off a very short, short black leather skirt that fell just below my ass. I knew for certain that he would go absolutely crazy with the outfit. He loves it when I dress sexy.

I took one last look in the mirror, and stepped out. “What’s the occasion?"he asked. I could tell by the bulge in his pants that I had him right where I wanted him, HORNEY as hell. 

“Just trust me!" I said in my sexy cum fuck me voice as I grabbed my coat and headed out the door. We left the hotel and drove to his fantasy cum true. 

He has always wanted me to put on a show for a bunch of men, and to have multiply guys cum all over me. I was going to give him that and hopefully much more.

We stopped at the bookstore and his eyes widened. “What are we doing here?” He asked looking around. 

“Well hon!" I have a surprise for you; you know how you have always wanted to see me be the center of attention? well tonight your going to get the chance and hopefully more, that is, if your ok with it?" He was astonished not knowing what to say. He didn’t have to say much because the look on his face said it all. 

We walked in, (I must confess I was actually a bit nervous) making our way towards the back of the video store. As we strolled past the xxx movies, past the toys, and through the lingerie I could tell that Alec was still unsure of what was going on. I grab his hand and stroll to the little homemade theater in the back of the store. We pause a moment neither one of us talking. I ask Alec in my sexy voice if he wants to go in. He just shook his head yes.

We walked in, pausing a moment to let our eyes adjust. I looked around noticing that there where a series of seats towards the middle of the room. We walked back to them, I stopped and slowly taking off my coat, then slowly bend down to adjust my skirt giving the guys a good view of my naked pussy. I knew I had the attention of most of the men there, just what I wanted! We sat down and waited for the fun to begin.

I leaned over and started to play with my husbands bulge, kneading it gently, then a little harder. I could feel that is was getting bigger and bigger. He just moaned and stared at me with that shit-eating grin. He starts to rub my right leg, then leans over and proceeds to kiss my neck. I could feel the luring glances of the men, envious of my husband. Feeling the presence of someone next to me, a stranger’s hand is inching its way up my creamy thigh. 

It is now a race to see who is going to reach my wet hole first. As luck would have it the stranger is the winner of the race.

By now I am so horny I‘m sure cum is running down my leg. The stranger’s fingers find my wet hole and separate the folds of my acking pussy. His fingers slip in and out unleashing my flood of juices. I leaned over to Alec and whisper “ Happy Anniversary!" Alec looks around and just grins. 

With the stranger wasting no time, dropping to his knees. I feel light kisses starting up my leg making their way to his prize. He runs his tongue along the inside of my legs until he reaches my dripping pussy. I then feel his tongue touching me; I’m so hot I feel like I am on fire. It isn’t long before I feel an intense orgasm building, and by now I am moaning with absolute joy. “Yaaaa oh ya that feels sooooooo good!” I yell. 

“Yummmmmmmm,” he states in a husky voice. With all of the guys watching what is happening they decide they want to join in on the fun, wanting a piece of the action. 

At this time I see at least 10 guys standing all around me. Some are stroking their hard cocks, while others are starting to fondle the rest of my body. I feel hands on my breasts rubbing them gently, and then kneading my nipples between their fingers. At this point I say to all of them, “Woo guys there’s enough of me to go around," I say in between ragged breaths, as I feel the gentlemen between my legs working me to a fiery frenzied orgasm. 

It is hard to see who is doing what, cause there are so many of them. I feel hands everywhere; I feel hands hitting erroneous zones. That I didn’t even know I had! My breathing is getting more rapid; my body starts to quiver at the hands of my admirers. I moan “yes! Yes! don’t stop!"

All the while Alec is taking it all in. I look over and see that Alec has his cock out and is stroking it good and hard, all the while his eyes are fixed on me and the scene before him.

I cum hard drenching the strangers face with my hot juices. He looks up at me with my cum all over his face. He gets up and kisses me hard on the mouth. I taste my cum on him. I lick my lips; I look over and see that Alec is glazed with lust. 

Alec leans over to kiss my cum drenched lips. “Baby cum here so I can fuck you" he whispers to me. He lifts me up and positions me so that I am sitting facing him. 

I sit on his throbbing rod, facing all the men behind me “Fuck me! Fuck me hard! That’s it baby,” I yell to him as I feel his cock slamming into my pussy. He absolutely loves it when I talk dirty, this gets him even more turned on and I can tell by the way the men are stroking there meat that this is also a turn on for them. I am in absolute heaven!!!!

I know the men are loving watching him fuck me. They are all envious of him for getting to fuck my tight pussy. I now get a good look at all the glisting shafts that are offered to me. I lean over, and start sucking a tremendous erection that is a good 8-inches long and just as thick.

My tongue roles around the base of his rod, licking up the sides and slowly putting his shaft in my mouth, in and out, in and out, I suck.

My tongue running up and down his incredible cock, I take his cock deep in my mouth and proceed to suck him dry. The taste of him is incredible. I am doing all of this while rocking on my husbands swollen rod. I hear Alec moaning in my ear “Cum darling, cum on my cock." 

I feel my self let loose as he does…. “AHHHHHHHHHHH, we yell as we climax together, my body convulsing, as I have never climaxed that hard before. I am truly in heaven. 

The rest of the evening I climax many more times. I have men prodding my every hole. I look around to see that many of the men are ready to shoot their loads. Alec says to them, “Shoot on her, she wants to feel your cum on her body, cum on her tits,” he says to them all. 

I feel hot load after load shooting onto me. They proceed to cum all over my body, some of them aiming directly on my lips, At this point I am totally absorbed with it all I want them to cum on my drench my body with their hot juices. I feel someone cum on my face. I open my eyes, look at them and very seductively lick my lips. Tasting all the hot juices of my admirers. A first for me and a great turn on for my husband.

Cleaning up and getting dressed, exhausted we stand to leave. As we’re leaving our seats we notice that another couple has just entered the theater. They take a seat behind us, and she starts to disrobe. I state to Alec that I would like very much to eat her pussy. He nods (I know how much he enjoys seeing me with other woman and tonight is all about pleasing him)

I grab Alec by the hand and precede to their seats. I lean over to them and ask them if they want to play. They shake their heads yes. I then proceed to start playing with her beasts, rubbing her nipples back and forth. I am so honey (hard to believe that I still am) I have to have more of her; I start kissing her neck as I move my hands towards her drenched saturated pussy. I stick a finger in, then another. I can’t take any more I have to taste her.

I drop to my knees and start to lick my way around. My tongue goes along the inside of her leg until I reach her saturated pussy. My tongue flutters in and out and then up her clit. I drink in her juices, her pussy soaking my face.

“Oh ya honey eat that pussy,” I hear my husband saying. I look up and see that all of the men are stroking their cocks. When I am finished with her, she whispers to me that she wants to return the favor, and devour my tasty treats. She notices my pussy is covered with my glistening juices and the guys’ luscious semen. She demolishes the sticky goo between my thighs, giving me an earth shattering orgasm in no time flat. 

When she is finished, we decide to let them enjoy the party we just had the pleasure of being involved in. 

On the way out we walk past the clerk who just smiles, I glance at him and pull down my skirt, giving him a clear view of my glistening pussy. When we are back at the van I lean over and give Alec a big kiss and say in a sexy voice “ Did you like your Christmas present?” He leans over to me and gives me a kiss to die for. 

“Hon that was the best present ever," he says as his hand cups my ass.



Naughty at School



This is a true story. The girls in this story are 36 (Me) and a 24 years old (the girl I was with).

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This morning was kinda special for me. I woke up early and logged into my adult online game to see if my wife Candy, a Transgender Female, was on and she was. 

We talked for a bit about some things and then I dragged her to one of the virtual beds and gave her a nice blow job before I let her fuck me. I didn't have much time to really get any relief and it left me really horny so I told her that I was going to go to school (I'm taking some college courses) flash people and get naughty. She asked me if I would play with myself when I was there and I told her of course. I told my Candy that there were chairs at the front of the entrances when you enter the school and that I would sit there and flash people as they came in.

It was cold out but I wore a short skirt, stockings, heels and a button down blouse. I put my makeup on and got the rest of my things together and headed off to school. 

When I arrived at school I found a chair that was facing the doors and got ready to have some fun. I took my coat off and turned around bending over draping the coat over the chair. I wanted to give anyone sitting near by a chance to notice that I wasn't wearing any panties. I put my other things down then turned to sit looking around to see if anyone noticed what I was doing. I noticed two guys across the entry way watching me and talking to each other. It made me horny knowing I had an audience although my nipples were already hard from the cold and the guys could see them poking through my blouse.

I sat down and pulled out one of my notebooks and laid it on my lap as if I were working on something. This helped hide the fact that I pulled my skirt up higher to make it easier to see between my legs when I spread them for people. The two guys were watching every move I was making and it was just getting me wetter not to mention the people that were walking in that caught a glance between my legs. It wasn't long before I slipped my hand under the book and started rubbing my clit. I thought the guys watching me were going to die when I slipped a finger inside me. One pulled out his phone to take a picture but I closed my legs and nodded my head "No" at him. He stopped and I went back to rubbing myself.

I was really getting into playing with myself when a girl I knew from class startled me. She was standing beside me smiling and told me that it was time to get to class. I quickly fixed myself grabbed my things and headed to class with her. 

We sat next to each other in class (Math boring) and she kept smiling and giggling at me. She had black hair, slim build and was in her mid twenties. I asked her what was wrong and 

She said "Looks like someone woke up horny this morning." 

I laughed and told her yes, she just smiled. 

When it was getting near time for class to be over she whispered to 

Girl "Are you still horny?" 

I told her "The feeling kinda went away, math can do that to a person." 

She laughed then dropped her pencil. As she leaned down to get it she put her hand on my leg and moved it up under my skirt. I held back a gasp but opened my legs for her. She rubbed my clit and it brought that horny feeling back right away. 

She sat back up and asked me "Did that helped get you horny again." 

I smiled at her and said "Yes, now what are you going to do about it?" 

She just smiled at me. I told her "I know a place where no one would bother us and you can finish what she started." 

She agreed and we headed out of class. I led her downstairs towards the receiving docks, there was a storage area there where they had extra chairs and desks that they weren't using and it was out of the way of the main areas. I knew about this from one of the maintenance guys but that's a different story. 

When we got there and I told her about the area and she felt that it was safe. She knelled down, lifted my skirt and she started sucking on my clit. I sat down on one of the chairs spreading my legs and let her have at it. 

She continued sucking and pulling my clit and slipped 2 fingers up in me and started finger fucking me. I was in heaven, I held her head to my pussy and my hips started rocking grinding my pussy on her mouth as her tongue slid inside me. 

I kept biting my lip and holding back moans of pleasure as her tongue worked it's magic. I could feel my juices flowing and her moaning as she licked up my juices. It wasn't long before my body started shaking and she made me cum. I grabbed her face and kissed her hard tasting myself on her lips. 

As she stood up I grabbed her belt and opened her pants pulling them down, she tried to stop me at first but I was not going to let her get away. I pulled down her panties which were already had a wet spot in them and started sucking on her clit and slid 2 fingers into her pussy. 

She let out a gasp which echoed in the room but I didn't care I was going to eat this girl no matter what. I pushed my tongue deep inside her tasting her sweet cream and moaned in delight. She grabbed my shoulders for support as I my tongue swirled around her clit and into her sweet tight pussy. 

I held her ass and pulled her onto my mouth as I tongue fucked her. She kept grabbing at me and moaning till I felt her starting to shake. I knew she was about to cum and I kept tongue fucking her and licking her till she squirted in my mouth. She tasted great, I pulled her to me and kissed her letting her taste herself.

We sat there talking for a few minutes and fixed our cloths. Then we walked to the bathroom together and got cleaned up. The both of us kept giggling and poking each other like 2 little girls. 

After we got cleaned up I told her I'd see her next time in class. She smiled, agreed and added that we would have to take some more breaks from class like that sometime. I smiled at her and gave her a kiss then told her I'd love to do it again sometime. (Which I definitely intend on doing.)