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Horny

By: wishful1



I don't know what happened. I mean, I don't do such things, and I never had any idea I ever would, but I did.

It began on Saturday morning, the 21st of June., Solstice Day. Gina asked me last Monday about going with her to the festival some of her friends were putting together for this day, but I said I just couldn't. I'd heard about what people did at those festivals, and that kind of behavior wasn't for me.

"Oh, Sybil, loosen up a little," Gina laughed. "With a name like Sybil, you have to do those kind of nature festivals. You'd fit right in."

When I went to bed Friday night everything seemed normal. I did go to sleep naked. I do that once in awhile, and I admit I like it but it seems a little immoral so I don't do it often. I limit myself to not more than once a week, and when I do it it's always on Friday night. I can't do it on Saturday night, because then I'd wake up naked on Sunday morning and that just wouldn't be right. Not that anybody would know, of course, but somebody might ask and then I'd be embarrassed and then they'd know.

Anyway, when I woke up Saturday morning, the sun was already lighting the room. I checked my radio alarm. It read 5:22. Then I did something that brought me completely awake. It was the first thing I did, and I did it without thinking. I said, quietly, but aloud and as plain as day, "Fuck."

I hate that word. I never use it. I always cringe on the inside when I hear it. I think it's a very crude word and it usually makes me feel dirty. There are a lot of words like that, I think, and I hate every one of them. I have no idea why it just popped out like that.

"Fuck." I listened to it roll around in my ears, and then, not thinking, I repeated it. "Fuck."

It dawned on me that it didn't disgust me as it usually did. In fact, I kind of liked the sound of it. I said it again, repeating it at slow intervals. I felt weird doing it, but it wasn't as bad as I'd experienced it before then. It was kind of like someone had given me permission to hear it from my own voice. I realized then that I'd never actually said the word. I wondered if there was a difference whether a person says a word or whether they hear it.

"Fuck." 

"Fuck." 

"Fuck." 

"Fuck." 

"Fuck."

It got to be kind of fun. I started to laugh. I said the word louder and repeated it a little faster.

"Fuck." Fuck." "Fuck."

It was great. I got out of bed and padded into the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and said it where I could see me speaking it.

"Fuck." "Fuck." "Fuck."

My face didn't break or go bad. Actually, I am a pretty girl. Everybody has always said so, even before I grew up. Three years ago when I moved into this ground-floor apartment and began to live on my own my mother warned me to be careful of men in my life, and never, ever let a man come into the apartment alone or else I would be tempted to succumb to the kind of life her sister Delilah did, with men everywhere all times of the day and night. Mom didn't approve of Delilah's knowing so many different men, but it always looked to me like Delilah had a lot more fun than Mom did. I didn't know what to make of it. I knew Mom was right, though, and I didn't want to be an immoral woman like Aunt Delilah. Mom warned me that ground floor apartments were dangerous, so I had to keep my shades down and the curtains pulled all the time. I did what my mother said, except some days after I was up and dressed I would open the shades and curtains and let the light in. I love light. I never told mother that I did that. She would have been mortified.

I stood there in front of the mirror speaking to my reflection. I looked at myself from head to toe and I kept repeating the words, sometimes softly, sometimes quite loud.

"Sybil," I said to myself, "you are standing here saying the word 'fuck' over and over like some immoral person. Why doesn't it sound immoral? There you are, all five-feet-five inches of you, with your standard All-American 34C boobs and your 26-inch waist and your 34-inch hips and your dark brown eyes and long honey-blonde hair down to your waist and your lightly covered slit and you want to put your hand down there and you never do that kind of thing, but you're going to do it right now."

I watched as I slid my right hand, flat on my belly, slowly down to my crotch and inserted a finger in my soft slit. I know what's there, of course. I had sex education in high school and I did read another book about it, too. Gina tells me she does it a lot, masturbate, and it feels very good. She says she slides her finger very softly over her clitoris and sometimes she can bring herself off that way. That's the way she says it, "bring myself off." She means she feels especially good.

I don't masturbate. A few times my fingers have rubbed there, but only one or two rubs and I stop. It's sinful to masturbate. Mom always said I'd go crazy if I masturbated myself so I don't do it. I don't want to be crazy. This morning I stood in front of the mirror and I watched as my hand seemed to go down there of its own accord, and I felt it rub and very soon it found my clitoris. It felt very good. It felt as if this was a most wonderful thing to do. I kept rubbing very lightly and pretty soon I felt myself begin to quiver and my knees went weak, and I leaned on the edge of the sink counter with my other hand and then I felt the most wonderful feeling go through me and I wondered if perhaps I was getting sick and I realized that when I get sick it never feels this good. I realized I was pressing against my clit more firmly while the shock went through me like that. When it stopped I let my fingers slide down a little more and I felt wetness. At first I thought I must have peed, but I didn't remember feeling myself doing that, and I do know what that feels like. I remembered then what I learned in sex education, that a woman gets wet between her legs when her body is ready to have sex with a man.

I kept on looking in the mirror and I brought my hands to cover my breasts.

"Tits." Oh-oh! I never use that word either. I think it's very rude and very coarse. I have breasts, not tits. 

"Tits." I said, squeezing my breasts. No, that's not quite right. I squeezed my tits. I laughed.

"Boobs," I said as I squeezed again. Where were all these awful words coming from, and why didn't they feel evil as I said them?

I sat down on the toilet to piss. Oops! I don't piss, I pee. That's bad enough, pee, but piss is not used by nice people. I let the stream go. "Piss," I said. "Yes, I like to piss," I said. "It feels good to piss."

I looked down between my thighs as the stream stopped.

"Fuck." I repeated, and watched as my hand went there. "Fuck." "Fuck." "Fuck my cunt."

Oh! That was new too! Where did that come from? I pulled my hand back and put it on my thigh.

"Cunt." That's another word I always thought was kind of coarse. 

"Cunt," I said it again and one hand immediately dropped down between my legs and a finger slipped into my vagina, just one knuckle. It felt very good, I must admit. I pushed it in and out slowly. Every time I did that it felt better and better. My finger went deeper and deeper into my opening. Then I realized I was using two fingers. Soon I was having another quiver like I'd had before.

"Cunt." "Fuck my cunt." "Fuck." "Fuck." "Cunt."

I felt as if I wanted to say these words all day. If anyone came I'd have to watch myself, but of course no one comes to see me unless I invite them. 

"Fuck my cunt." "Kiss my tits." "Suck my twat." Oh, no, another one! What a disgusting idea! Somehow, though, I didn't really believe that just then. I felt like it was something I wanted to experience.

I got up and stood in front of the mirror again. I had to admit again that I was at least as pretty as most other girls I knew. Gina always says I am beautiful. I suppose it's for other people to decide for you.

Reluctantly I turned away from the mirror and went back into my bedroom. I stood there for a couple of minutes trying to decide what to wear. Usually it's not a chore to decide that, but today I realized I really didn't want to put anything on. I twirled around slowly, my arms outstretched. It felt good to do that. After a couple of turns I found myself at my bedroom window. I pulled the curtain back, brought the shade up, and opened the window to let the fresh air in. I looked out at the back alley. Nobody was out there. I went out into the living room. It overlooked the street. I pulled the curtains and shades on all three windows. The room was very bright. There were a few cars going by, and then a man walked by. He didn't even look at my apartment. I realized I didn't care if he did. No, I told myself, I wish he would look, I wish he would take a look at my naked body.

"Fuck!"

I went into the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee and fry a couple of eggs. I pulled up the curtains and shades on the large window there looking out on the street. I realized my apartment was looking very bright now. I liked the feel of it. I went to the door and stepped out into the hallway to pick up my newspaper. It didn't feel scary at all to go out there like that, naked, right there in the hallway where anybody could have opened a door and seen me naked. I came back in and made my breakfast and sat down at the table, right next to the window where I could look out. It was not quite six o'clock. I opened the paper and turned it to the comics page. I looked out the window as I turned the pages back and there were two younger women passing by. One of them turned to look at me as she passed. Her eyes went wide as she saw I was naked. She stopped and nodded toward my window, said something, and her companion also turned. The second woman broke into a huge grin and lifted her hands over her head, clasped together like a boxer who has just won his bout. I giggled. It made me feel good. They went on.

I ate my breakfast as I read the paper. I forgot that I was naked. I have no idea who passed my place or whether they looked in, and I didn't care. When I finally decided it was time to get about cleaning the apartment, it no longer occurred to me that I was still naked.

"Fuck," I said softly as I got up from the table. "Fuck my cunt," I said, still softly. "Lick my twat, suck my boobs, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" I said, my voice getting louder and louder, although I really didn't say it loudly at all. I did laugh, though. I laughed because I'd never seen a naked man, never seen a live penis, never touched a man under his underwear or anything like that. All of a sudden that seemed to be very desirable. The last man I kissed was my father, and that was when I was in the seventh grade. Daddy wouldn't kiss me after that. He said something about my growing up was getting to be too much for him. Gina says it's disgusting that I've never kissed anybody romantically. She said I didn't know what I was missing, and I said if I was missing it I'd know wouldn't I?

I brought a wet dishrag to the table to wash it off. I was facing the window. I glanced up and there was a man outside who looked like he was frozen in place. His eyes were wide open and he was staring at me. I thought he was about to have a stroke or something. He was staring at my chest. My tits (oooooh!) were dangling a little. It looked like he was looking at them. I had a sudden urge to shake my shoulders a little, and I did. The man looked like he was going to pass out. His hand went to his crotch and he covered himself. I wondered why.

"Fuck my cunt," I said out loud and I smiled at him, but of course he couldn't hear me. I didn't say it very loud, and even though the window was open he couldn't know what I was saying. I wanted him to come inside. Just then he turned away and seemed to stagger off, reeling as he walked. He was shaking his head, too.

I spent the next two hours vacuuming, doing laundry, changing my bed, doing dishes, and I sat at the kitchen table and paid some bills. All the time I was naked. I'd never done any of those things naked before. I never had been naked this long before, either. I liked the feeling. I told myself that maybe I would be naked in the future as much as possible. This was a lot of fun.

All the time I was repeating to myself some of the naughty words I'd never liked before and never used before but which now seemed to be delicious to say and hear. "Fuck." "Cunt." Tits." Boobs." "Twat." "Piss." The words rolled around in my mouth, over my tongue, and emerged into the air around me as if hanging for me to see them and acknowledge them.

Just then my door bell sounded. I had just finished writing checks and was putting the checkbook away. I glanced at the clock on the kitchen wall. 9:57. I wondered who it might be. Without thinking I went to the door quickly and pulled it open. A young man was standing there, my paper boy. He's not really a boy, of course, he's a full grown man maybe twenty-two or twenty-three years old.

"Oh, yes, time for collection, isn't it, Mike?" I asked, smiling. I never even noticed the glaze in the Mike's eyes. I went to get the check book out again and as I turned back I realized I was naked. For the briefest moment I had a pang of embarrassment, then I quickly told myself, silently, to get over it. I even smiled.

'You like being naked, so what's the big deal," I told myself. I returned to the door and leaned over the little table in the entryway to write the check. I wanted Mike to see my hanging boobs. It felt very good for me to know I was making him feel good.

"Uh, Sibyl, uh, I don't know what to say, but do you know you're . . . uh, well . . . do you know you're . . . not dressed?" I could tell he was trembling.

"Yes, Mike, I know that. I just didn't want to get dressed today. Do you mind me this way?" I couldn't believe I was talking to him so calmly. I stood up straight to hand him the finished check. I knew he could see everything about me that was different from him. I wanted to step to him, wrap my arms around him, press my tits against his chest. I felt a sudden urge between my thighs.

"Mike, do you want to come inside for a little while and visit?" I asked brightly. I didn't know exactly what I was going to do, but all of a sudden I wanted him to take off his clothes, too and be naked with me. Mike looked very nice and clean and I knew from other times when he came to collect that he was a bright young man who was working his way through college. I knew he lived with his mother and that he didn't date very much.

I felt very much alive, more alive than I ever remembered feeling. I was very conscious of my body. All of a sudden I was aware in a different way that I was completely naked and I liked it a lot. I liked that there was a boy there with me, even though he wasn't naked. Yet. I could feel my breasts. I giggled and told myself I could feel my tits. I looked down and saw that my nipples were hard and sticking out a little. I could feel my cunt. I was wet. It felt as if it was very eager to be touched by the boy's cock.

Oh! There's another word! "Cock!" "Cock." "Dick." These were all words I'd heard at different times in my life, and now they seemed like just the right words to use. Just thinking them made me feel hungry to have one. I was glad they were there, that they were available to me.

Mike looked warily at me, but he came in as I held the door wide for him. He did his best to avoid touching me, but I managed to keep the space small enough that he had to brush across my nipples. It felt wonderful! Carefully I closed the door behind him. 

"Want a cup of coffee?" I asked, facing him directly and standing about three feet away from him. His face was flushed a bright red.

"Uh, yeah, sure," he said nervously. "Uh, did you want me to do something?" he asked. He really was very nervous.

"Would you like to take off your clothes, too?" I asked with a big grin. I felt very bold.

"Oh, wow!" he said as if he was breathing the words. His voice was very low. "Really? You want me to get, uh . . . like you are?"

"I'd like that very much!" I said, my voice steady and as if it was the most natural thing in the world to say. Inside I was trembling so hard I wondered how I could be so calm on the outside. "I want to see what you look like naked."

"It's embarrassing," Mike said. He stood there for a moment, stock still, and I didn't say anything, I just looked into his eyes. His hand slipped to the buttons of his shirt and he began to open them up. He was wearing shorts and sandals, too. I saw right away he didn't have an undershirt on. He looked very nice. I liked the way his chest looked, very fit and square and strong. He was maybe six feet tall. His waist was narrow, and so were his hips. He pulled his shirt off and laid it carefully over the back of my stuffed chair.

"Is this all right here?" he asked politely as he turned. I liked the way the muscles in his back rippled. I wanted to touch him. He turned back to me and stood there.

"Go on," I urged quietly. "Keep going," I added.

"Really?" he asked, obviously feeling very self-conscious. His hand went to the waist of his shorts and he slipped them down over his hips. He had on a pair of briefs, and his pecker was making it jut straight out. I giggled.

"What's funny?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing, I'm impressed," I said. "I never saw a boy naked, never. Not even when I was little. I didn't do any babysitting, and my mother watched over me very closely. Remember, I told you before I hardly ever dated?"

"Oh, yeah," Mike said, but he was still embarrassed. "I suppose you want me to take these off to," He said, hooking his thumbs into the sides of his briefs. Then he was naked, as his briefs slid down his legs. He stepped out of his sandals and pushed the shorts and briefs over his feet. He carefully folded everything and put them with his shirt, then nudged the sandals under the edge of the chair. His pecker was jutting straight up as if it was aiming at his chin. It looked as if it was very hard. I guessed it was probably six inches long, at least. It looked like it was the thickness of a Polish sausage.

"Does that hurt, being like that?" I asked, pointing to his cock.

"No, not really," he said.

"May I touch you?" I asked, looking into his eyes and my arm stretched toward his crotch.

"You really want to?" he asked, disbelieving, but he nodded his permission.

I reached out and put my finger tip on the end of his cock. It felt a little bit like rubber, but it also felt warm-make that 'hot'-and I grasped it with my fingers. It felt wonderful, alive and strong and hard and suddenly I wanted to kiss it. I found myself kneeling in front of him and kissing the end of his dick. He gasped and his cock twitched and kind of slapped me in the cheek lightly. I giggled and chased it down, kissing it again on the tip and then up and down the shaft and then it was in my mouth. I don't remember how it got there, but it was there and I liked it there. I liked the way it filled my mouth. It seemed to be made just for my mouth. I moved my head back and forth on it. I felt it quiver. After a few minutes I felt something happening and it excited me.

"I'm coming!" he growled softly. I almost inhaled him. I didn't want him to leave me. I wanted to keep his cock in my mouth. If I'd thought I could have eaten it, I would have. All of a sudden I felt something surging and then my mouth was getting filled rapidly with a thick fluid, more than I could handle, and I liked the taste and I choked on it and I swallowed some of it and I tried to swallow everything but I couldn't and it came out around my mouth and kind of ran down my chin and got some on my cheek and some on his dick and he shot more of it into me and on my face and some of it dripped on my tits and ran down a little to my belly and even a few drops on my thighs.


Horny 4 You



It's your weekend to go play with your brother. I do not ever begrudge you this, but today is a sweet agony. I try and play solitaire on the computer, try to ignore the longing ache of my pussy, oh but it's hard. The news blathers on in the background as my thoughts wander to imagining you nestled between my thighs, that sweet tongue lapping and teasing my wet slit and I shiver. You asked me to refrain from masturbation overnight and I never really did give you an answer, but I've tried so hard to keep my hands and toys away.

I know we have plans for this evening. Plans that I am longing for. I glance again at my new spanking skirt and sigh. It's only now just noon and you never aid an estimate of return today. I look at the skirt again and remember how it felt when I tried it on a week ago. Soft supple leather, the almost dainty buckles and straps that are the whole of the back of it. I smile as I recall how shocked I was that my ass looked so inviting in it. I would have never thought, but you have always told me that I am beautiful and sexy. Maybe I am beginning to believe you now. My stomach rumbling pulls me from my reverie and I sigh. I should eat. You'd badger me to eat if you were here, or suggest we go out. I don't want anything in the kitchen though, not even the Hot Pockets. I'll eat later.

I glance at the local news and grimace at the mention of more rain. Rain means I can't wear as little as I'd like to. I wonder at this new bold almost sluttiness that has come upon me in the past weeks. I try and figure out where it came from but give up as those thoughts lead me back to focusing on my aching pussy. 

It's a deep, dull hungry throb that goes right through me. I can feel how swollen and heavy my lips are, despite that I'm wearing my new sweats. I want to slid a hand down them and just rub a little, but know that I wouldn't stop. I don't really want my hand, I want your hands, your mouth to rub and kiss and lick the ache into a raging inferno of pure lust that only your hard as velvet steel cock can quench. Just the though makes me give a sighing moan. I miss you.

The phone rings and I pounce on it breathlessly. It's your cell number and I can't answer fast enough. I want to just snuggle into your voice as you tell me you are homeward bound. We discuss general plans for the day, errands and the like. You say you love me and I tell you the same and then we hang up. I still ache. I didn't say anything about it on the phone to you, we had other things to talk about. I sigh and wonder what to wear when you call back with further plans. My heart leaps as you tell me that regardless of plans you are coming home first. As we hang up again I wonder if perhaps greeting you with a thrown slipper would make a difference. Probably not. The errands have to be done and there is the offer to go out to lunch as I suspected there might ultimately be. I'm glad I didn't eat now.

I slide off the bed and rummage around for clothing. Black jeans and what shirt? Oh how I wish I dared to wear the sheer black lace one with just my black bra under it, but I still hesitate to go that far. I wiggle out of the sweats and tank top I'd been wearing, shivering as my hands brush across my rock hard nipples. I can't be distracted, I have to find a shirt. Do I dare the sheer black lace with a bra? Younger girls do that, but I'm not young. I don't have the firm, unlined belly. Mine is soft and has stretch marks from two children. A compromise perhaps. I grab the black camisole with attached lace jacket. 

Lunch, shopping and then back home. It's the return I await. To put on that new skirt and await you to begin. I know what the general idea is. You told me that beating my ass in that skirt with the bamboo stick would be a luscious way to start. To see my ass red and heated while I am held immobile. We'd talked about taping my arms behind me, and I now am sure that would be good. You'd said that following the reddening of my ass you'd put me on my knees and have me suck your cock like a common street whore. As I ponder I dress slowly. You won't cum in my mouth, not yet. Beyond that you'd only said that fucking my ass savagely would definitely be in the plans.

* * * * *

Yes, this happened. I'd never intended to publish this, however, after reading it again I thought that it was possibly worth sharing. Those plans did come about much as he'd promised. My ass was indeed bright red, and we broke the lovely bamboo stick in the process. That night I fully understood the meaning of 'fuck me to tears'.



Horny as a Toad



Unlike most women, I seem to need sex at least four or five times a day. It's not always easy to find a partner in the middle of the night, at sunrise, or in the middle of the day while I'm at work, so I end up masturbating a lot. My fingers slip into the slippery wet slime in my hot cunt and they jack up and down on my clit until my body racks with pleasure. 

Finally I explode with the warm pleasure of my body shivering with lust and for about an hour I can relax and do the work that I have sitting on my desk. Then I want it again. I look around the area and spy a man I would love to fuck me, but I know if I approached him he would call the sex cops and I'd lose my job. 

So I slink into the ladies room on the assumption that I have to pee and slip out of my panties and pull my legs up so that no one will see me in the locked stall. 

I work up saliva into my mouth then spit it onto my fingers and again tantalize my ragging clit until my body convulses with relaxing pleasure. Once it passes though, I want it again.

I force myself back to my desk and try to work. Soon the urges come once again and I slip my fingers under the elastic of my panties and tingle my clit once again. I slip the finger into my Venus hole and jam it up and down while I continue to stimulate my vibrating clitoris. 

Sometimes when I know there is no one around my workstation, I put my hand under my blouse and massage my hard, aching tits at the same time. It's a wonder I get any work done.

When my boss slips his head into my area and asks if there's anything I need from him, it's all I can do not to say, "Yes, would you please fuck me and suck my tits?"

Yesterday, I was rushing to the bathroom to masturbate again and I ran into Michael. He is so cute and I know he has a large dick. He can't hide that fact. I'm sure that he is as horny as I am. I wanted to pull him into the ladies room with me and fuck him until he slid to the cold ceramic floor.

But, I just stepped inside by myself and sat on the cool floor and masturbated two more times before I went back to my desk.

Maybe I should go to a doctor and see if these feelings are normal. Maybe not!

There's Ivan! He's a tall black man and I know the head of his cock has to be three inches wide. That would feel so nice forcing its way into my thirsty cunt. I can just imagine the force of his thick seed slamming against the back of my cunt. It makes me shiver just to think of it. Oh my gaud! My co-worker, Jessie just asked me to help him with a problem. He is so hot! Five-foot ten with emerald green eyes and great pecks. I'd love to rub my clit against his tongue. My knees shake just thinking about it.

I followed him back to his work area and when we arrived he closed his door. 

"Just don't want to be interrupted; gotta get this project done today. You okay with that?" he asked.

"Sure, doesn't bother me," I replied as I licked my lips and unconsciously touched my skirt around my clit.

"Good, so let's get to work!" He pulled out the extra chair in his are and motioned for me to sit next to him.

I did so and as I sat I spread my legs slightly apart. My skirt rose to just below my pussy. My breast immediately became hard and pressed at my silk blouse.

Jessie saw the reaction and smiled. He turned to his computer and started typing and asking my opinion about the project he was working on.

I knew about the project and had done some work on it myself, which was why he had asked for my support.

I was so horny that I couldn't stop fidgeting. Every time I would shift my weight to make my clit touch my skirt, Jessie glanced at me and smiled. 

I was so horny that I wanted to attack him. 

Then, all of the sudden, he turned to me and smiled. "I know how you feel and I would love to help you out."

Fringing naivety I asked, "What do you mean?"

"I have eyes and I keep a check on things that interest me. I see you leave for the ladies room many times during the day and I am fairly sure that you don't have a bladder problem. I really believe that you go in there to play with yourself."

I laughed and blushed at the same time. "That's absurd!" I protested but my nipples got hard belying my true self.

"You're a really hot woman, Elizabeth and I think you need sex multiple times a day. I think you go in there to masturbate. I can help you there, if you'll allow me."

"What if I agree? Where would we go?" I asked him.

"We're now officially working on this project together. We have to work behind locked doors because this is a top-secret report we're working on. No one has to know what really goes on in here. We just have to be quiet when we have an orgasm."

I licked my lips and smiled. He leaned over and kissed me pushing his hot tongue into my accepting mouth. 

Then his hand slipped up to my pussy and felt the wetness there. He stood up and held his hands to me. He removed the chair and laid me on the carpeted floor. 

Jessie lifted my skirt and found my crotch-less panties. A smile crossed his lips and he bent between my open legs and inserted his hot tongue into my boiling cunt.

I wrapped my legs around his neck and pulled my twat toward his face. He moaned with pleasures as he lapped at my sweet juices. 

He got to his knees and unzipped his pants then pulled out a beautifully shaped phallus that made me lick my lips. Jessie stroked it a few times with his hand the offered it to my pussy.

I spread my legs wide and his boner slipped effortlessly into my Venus pond. With his middle finger he massaged my clit as he slid his manhood in and out of my wetness. 

For a good thirty-minutes we fucked like rabid dogs trying to keep our moans down and finding it hard to do so.

There was a rapping at his office door, and then someone tried the knob. We froze in mid connection and held our breath. Jessie smiled and put his finger to his lips.

Whomever it was left after only a few minutes. Then I heard, "Has anyone seen Christy lately? I need to get some work from her."

My eyes came open wide and I whispered to Jessie that I had to get that report done before four. 

He licked my cunt of all the juices he had deposited, slipped my panties back onto my body and kissed me deep. Then he let me out the back hall door after kissing me good-bye and promising another go-round.

I ran to the ladies room and then casually walked out like I had just finished peeing.

Robert happened to come down the hall just as I did. "Oh, Christy, I was looking for you. Are you all right, you look a little upset?"

"Yeah, I'm okay, my stomach is just a little upset. I've been stuck on the toilet for a little while. "Oh, sorry about that. Do you have my report ready?" he asked.

"Yeah, it's on my desk, want to go with me to get it?

"Sure, why not!"

I handed him the report and he read the first three pages at my desk. I thought he would just leave, but he didn't.

"Excellent work, Christy! Even when you aren't feeling well, you do good work!"

"Thank you sir," I said hoping to get rid of him so that I could masturbate again.

"I know this is not kosher, but I was wondering if you would do me the honor of having dinner with me this evening, I have a proposition for you? It could be lucrative for both of us?" he blurted out.

"I don't know, Robert. You're right; it's not very kosher. We do work together but have never socialized." I reminded him. "Plus, you are my superior!"

"Yes, I'm aware of that, but this would be a working dinner. I have some ideas about that new system we're working on and I want to bounce them off of you. What do you think? We'll go someplace nice and you can have whatever you wish to eat."

I thought about it for a few minutes then agreed; after all it was a business meeting.

"I guess I could meet you at the restaurant; where do you want to go?" I agreed hesitantly, knowing that I would not be able to masturbate until I returned home or that I would spend a lot of time in the ladies room of the eating establishment.

"Oh good, and thank you. How about the Top of the Mart? They have good food there and are always full so it won't seem like a date or anything." 

"That's good, I'll meet you there at what time? Is six good for you?" I asked.

"Fantastic! I'll see you there. I know you will like the proposition I have for you!" he smiled then left my area.

At four, I left for the day and as I approached my car, I saw Jessie was leaning on it.

"So what did Robert want with you?" he asked.

"He wants to take me to dinner tonight and talk about a work proposition." I told him.

"Yeah, right, I know what he wants to propose," he giggled.

"We'll see," I smiled and reached for my door handle. His hand slipped up my skirt and touched my hot clit. 

"You know he has a tiny dick, don't you?

"I've always thought he might; yes."

"Go to dinner with me tonight and I'll fuck you on the table and all the men in the restaurant will stand in line for their turn," Jessie teased.

"I doubt that!" I laughed.

"I'll lick you under the table while you sip champagne!" he continued to try to lure me away from my meeting with Robert.

"Mmmmm that sounds nice. Will you squirt champagne into my pussy with you lips?" I challenged.

"Anything for you my horny lady! I am here to satisfy your every sexual desire. Tell me yes and you'll be the envy of all the ladies!" He insisted.

I opened my car door and slipped behind the wheel. I pulled my skit just above my crouch and then blew him a kiss. 

He whipped the door open and leaned in, licking my clit and jamming his thumb and forefinger into my wetness. 

"You know you want it now, don't you?"

Trying to control my lusty nature, I just smiled and shook my head. "I really have to go home now. I'll see you tomorrow."

"I need a woman like you, Christy. I can't find anyone with your stamina and I'm as horny as you are. I need you and you need me!" he pleaded.

I backed out the car and drove off with him standing in the middle of the parking lot his hands wide open in the air.

Arriving home, I tore off all of my clothes and climbed into the shower and let the warm water tease my clit as I finger fucked my cunt and the warmth of my self-masturbation forced the need away for at least a few minutes.

Stepping out of the hot water gave me a shiver then I lie on the bed, still wet and spread my legs wide. My fingers found my clit once again and I stroked her while I forced an eight inch dildo in and out of my wet pussy. 

The other hand pinched my hard nipples and fire traveled down my belly and into my pussy and legs. My knees came up and spread wide, begging the air to fuck me harder than I could fuck myself.

The sharp sound of the doorbell startled me. I didn't often get guest. 

"Shit!" I cried as I rolled off the bed and put on a simple dress to go see who wanted to bother me in my time of pleasure.

Opening the door, there stood Jessie. He had his dick in his hand and waved it to me as I let him in.

"I just knew you would need this before you go out with dorky boy!" he smiled.

Walking toward me as I walked backward he forced me to the couch. Falling back, my legs splayed and Jessie slipped his dick deep into the warm wetness. 

He adjusted my body so that he and I were aligned and it was easier for him to fuck me. Then he slid in and out of me with the consistency of a jackhammer destroying cement and my body sang with rejoice at such a wonderful explosion.

When he finally stopped, our bodies were slick with sweat and our hair matted. 

I rolled off the couch and headed for the shower. Jessie followed me and climbed into the shower with me. He screwed me two more times before we finally washed our bodies. 

"I wish you'd stay here and we could just fuck all night," he pleaded.

"Sorry, I can't do that. Maybe some other time," I told him.

"Okay, I'll go but I won't like it. I hope you have a terrible time!" He sulked out of the apartment.

I dressed and headed for the restaurant and made it there just in time. Robert was talking to the Maitre d' who looked up when I walked into the door. Robert turned and smiled when he saw me.

I smiled back and joined him. "Your timing is perfect, Christy!" he said and motioned that I should step to his side.

I did so and we were led to an outside table giving us a panoramic view of the city and the splendor of all the night's multicolored lights. The view was breathtaking and made me even hornier.

Taking a deep breath, I thanked Robert for inviting me to see such a wonderful view. He smiled, pleased with himself. "I love this restaurant for its view and its food; please order whatever you wish," he directed with a smile as I opened the large menu. The waiter came to take our drink orders. I ordered a Vodka gimlet; I need something to calm me down. 

I smiled back then looked at the expansive fare. Most of the offerings made my mouth water but I finally settled on the Prime Rib; one of my favorites and one I seldom consume. I also ordered a baked potato and asparagus.

Robert smiled, "Excellent choice. I'm sure you won't be disappointed." 

The waiter came and took our orders and I was so nervous that I ordered another drink. Robert had a second one as well.

Then he said, "I guess you're wondering why I asked you here tonight?"

"Yes, I am, actually." I replied.

"You've been with the company for six years now and I know you've received several, well deserved promotions. But we at the firm have also noticed that you are not getting the kind of challenges we know you need and deserve. So I wanted to ask you here tonight to offer you the position of Junior Executive in charge of Finances. You truly do deserve this type of position.

I'm sure that shock and surprise crossed my face and I know I blushed. I think I sat there for a few minutes with my jaw open and my tongue hanging out of my mouth before I could comprehend what I had heard. 

Then I realized that I was shaking my head up and down without saying a word. I finally pulled myself together enough to say, "Wow! This is a large shock. I don't know what to say!"

"Yes, would be a good answer." Robert smiled.

"Right! Yes! I think I would like that position very much, actually!" Then my cunt spewed juices into my panties; good thing I was wearing them.

"Let's have a drink and celebrate, then", Robert suggested.

We actually ended up having several more drinks. I don't quite remember all of what happened but I do know that I didn't get home that night. 

Robert and I went to his place to do a little extracurricular celebrating of my new position. I do remember teaching him a couple of new positions as well. But the best position was the one where I ended up. 

He has a wonderfully creative mind and prick that would make Godzilla envious. I sucked him, fucked him, jumped up and down on his flagstaff and let him eat me out until we were both so exhausted that we couldn't move. 

When I awoke the following morning in his bed, I felt embarrassed and was unsure of what had happened. As I tried to sneak out of the bed, his arm pulled me to him.

"You're not getting away that easily, my dear! Just because you have an executive position now doesn't give you the right to skip out early. I think we need to practice that last move a little longer; make sure we have it right!" He smiled and pulled me on top of him. 

His staff was strong and hard and hit my pleasure spots time and time again. The rest of the day was bliss as we fucked and sucked one another until the sun went down and we were totally exhausted.

I haven't seen Jessie sexually for a long while now, because today, my name is Mrs. Robert Ingleburg. I never feel horny anymore because my husband is always royally fucking me and I'm as satisfied as any toad could be! 

^fantasex



Horny Asian with a Twist



I walked into the Irish Pub on Walnut Street in Center City Philly and scanned the crowded Thursday night throng for my good buddy Pat O'Brien, aptly named for the location.

Pat, or Obie, would only introduce himself to women as Patrick, attempting, I suppose, to make himself sound more sophisticated. 

Not surprisingly, I found him in the corner putting the moves on a tall, light-skinned black woman who seemed only lukewarm to Pat's, excuse me, Patrick's advances. More men should take their cues from a woman's body language when they are hitting on her, it would save a lot of time for all parties involved.

I ordered a pint (why do pseudo-Irish pubs located an ocean away from Dublin insist on offering only 'pints' of draft beers?) and leaned on the bar to watch the festivities from a distance. No matter what you called him, Obie had a thing for black women, it was his long-running fantasy to finally fuck one. I had witnessed him go down in flames on numerous occasions, and it was usually entertaining to observe, so I chose to forsake my role as a good wingman and settled back to observe the frivolity, content on discreet voyeurism for now.

I was only vaguely aware of a body sidling in next to mine at the bar until my nose detected a sensationally arousing scent wafting through the heavy, smoky air of the low ceiling of the bar. Sight unseen, I detected that this heavenly fragrance must belong to something equally intoxicating, as my olfactory system was sending immediate and unmistakably urgent messages directly to my crotch.

I turned slowly as I felt a soft grazing on my exposed forearm, and saw three things: one of the most beautiful, exotic Asian faces, and, glancing lower, two of the most pronounced, largest nipples I had ever seen poking through the fabric of a white, ribbed, sleeveless turtleneck. The image of two of the thimble pieces from a Monopoly game floated into my brain as a comparison, they were of a similar size and appeared to be equally hard.

She stroked the stem of a martini glass with her index finger and thumb, and re-directed my gaze from her rigid pebbles back to her angelic face. Her smile was worthy of a toothpaste commercial and she cocked her head to the right, towards where Pat had now nuzzled ever closer to his lovely ebony target in the rear of the tavern, who stifled a yawn.

"That's my roommate you keep checking out back there, do you like her? I can set you up, she's trying to get rid of that guy she's with, she's giving me the secret signal, she's pulling on her earlobe." 

I hesitated for a moment to absorb the entire package of adorable sensuality in front of me. About 5'2", maybe 105 lbs, raven black hair tied up in a tight bun, huge dark eyes that were the color of her hair and a pert body that reflected daily trips to the gym. She wore tight black linen pants and although I couldn't yet see her ass, I had no doubt that it was high, taut, and a perfect little bubble-ass, the kind that is so typical of petite Asian women.

Her top was molded directly to what I estimated were 32B breasts and was stretched taut against those amazing nipples that literally begged to be sucked. Her skin was naturally a light brown and the summer sun had put the final touches on her body, emitting a healthy, bronzed glow. Her lips were full and the approximate color of cranberries, and yes, I already imagined my thick cock being held captive within them.

I took a sip of my lager (yep, they insisted on calling it a lager, too), and felt the immediate need to clarify, lest she come to the mistaken conclusion that my interests were elsewhere. 

"Actually, that's MY friend hitting on your roommate, and I'm taking great pleasure watching him prepare to strike out." She giggled, joining in the fun, which resulted in a feeling of instant camaraderie, co-conspirators taking morbid, prurient pleasure in a silly spy game.

I decided to roll the dice early and show my hand, taking my own cues from her own body language that she would be receptive to my flirtatiousness. Nipples that size tell no lies.

"Besides," I continued coyly, "I have an attraction to your roommate's roommate."

She frowned for an instant, doing the math, then her Colgate smile brightened in recognition of my compliment, and if possible, her nipples may just have stiffened a bit more. As I watched her nubs delightfully blossom, I was reminded of that line from 'How the Grinch Stole Christmas'. 

"The Grinch's heart, they say, grew three sizes that day". Substitute 'heart' with 'nipples', and, well, do you have a visual?

She removed her fingers from masturbating the martini glass and extended her tiny hand to me. "My name's Sunny." She giggled that cute, little schoolgirl giggle again, and this time my auditory senses joined their olfactory buddies, and in tandem they were shouting to my dick. "Grow, baby, grow!", and it was complying with each passing second.

She went on, even the dimples on her high cheekbones were irresistibly sexy as she explained, waving her hands, "Actually, my proper Korean name is Kwang-Sun, but it loosely translates into 'Sunny', so that's what everyone calls me."

Hey, as the show says, it's always Sunny in Philadelphia.

We small-talked for a few minutes, and as we did, our bodies crept closer to each other's below the bar, so that our hips were connected shortly into our conversation, and it was not by mutual accident. I wanted Sunny to feel my heat, as it's been said by more than one woman that my best feature is indeed located below my waist, and I've learned to play to my strength, so to speak. It wasn't the first time that a woman was seduced primarily by my package.

It's fun having a big cock, and even more fun when the woman realizes it for the first time. Sunny caught on rather quickly, grinding her pelvis into mine repeatedly, trying to gauge texture, thickness, girth, all of the important penile milestones, and it was evident that she was curious and eager to further explore. 

In the course of the conversation, I discovered that she and her roommate, Leslie, were just visitors from San Jose for the week, in town for a nursing seminar at nearby Jefferson hospital, and they would be flying out mid-morning and had decided for a night out after an arduous four days of copious classroom work. They shared a room at the Hershey Hotel ( Hey, I'm not smart enough to make up that name) on Broad Street, a short walk away.

By the time we had finished our second drink, my hand lightly caressed Sunny's luscious little butt through her pants and the back of her small palm brushed over my cock, once, twice, three times now, each time her touch lingering just a bit longer, gauging the length and circumference and clearly impressed by her initial hypothesis.

"Mmmmm, I'm very horny, don't tempt me," she purred.

I gently grabbed her wrist and twisted it so that it was now the front of her palm exploring my eight-inch bulge. "Consider yourself tempted."

"By the way, Sunny, that ear lobe signal....?" She looked at me quizzically, urging me to continue with raised eyebrows. "Do you two have a secret signal for when you ARE interested in a guy?"

Sunny attracted Leslie's attention on the far side of the tavern and made a dramatic swipe of her index finger against the bridge of her nose. "We saw Paul Newman and Robert Redford do that in the movie, 'The Sting', and we decided it would be our little signal to the other," she said, staring deeply into my eyes now, rubbing her crotch into mine beneath the bar.

I leaned in closer as well and my fingers began to stroke between her asscheeks, trying to decide if she was wearing athong or not. "Oh, yeah, well, just what does that little signal mean?"

She raised up on her tip-toes to reach my face, and she nibbled on my ear, biting it gently. "It means I'm leaving, I want to fuck this guy."

She stood still, watching my reaction, but her answer was in her hands now, my cock twitching and pulsing in her palm. "I'm married," she whispered. "Does that present a problem to you?"

I shook my head no. "Not unless he's in your room."

Thirty seconds later, after a brief stop to Leslie and Pat/Patrick/Obie and bidding them a gracious adieu, Sunny and I were walking arm-in-arm, west on Walnut towards the Hershey.

During the walk, Sunny matter-of-factly explained that her husband was a prominent doctor in the Bay Area and she'd recently discovered that he had a propensity for placing his stethoscope and other utensils in various nurses' orifices, so Sunny decided that she would take this trip as an opportunity for a measure of revenge if she could find the right 'patient'. Apparently, I fit the bill, and was more than willing to undergo an extensive examination.

She continued her diatribe in an almost clinical tone as we approached the entrance to the hotel.

"You're going to be my fantasy fuck tonight, so you should know what I like. I expect a man to take charge in the bedroom, make me his woman. I want to be fucked hard from the rear, rough hands spreading my cunt and shoving fingers inside. I like my tits mauled. I like my face fucked. I enjoy taking every inch of a man's dick down my throat."

Okay, I thought, so much for the demure Asian woman stereotype. We were in the lobby now, waiting for the elevator, and she elaborated as we climbed into the cab. She was rubbing my cock vigorously as she pressed the button for the nineteenth floor. "I love to be boned up the ass, hard. I need a man who is not afraid that I'll break and will force my knees tightly against my tits and force his big, stiff cock into my tender dirty hole. You can cum on my face. I like it really rough. I need it, I crave it and I deserve it."

When we entered her room, she pushed me back against the door, licked her full, cranberry lips and slowly began to undress as she spoke in a low sultry voice. "Oh, and in case you hadn't guessed, John, when I have sex I love to talk dirty and be talked dirty to, I'll assume that is okay with you?"

Admittedly a bit intimidated now, hoping that my performance would be up to par enough to satisfy this insatiably demanding Korean vixen, I nodded my consent. I mean, really, what kind of gentleman would I be not to acquiesce to a ladies' polite request?

She grabbed the bottom of the turtleneck shirt and slowly raised it up. When it reached her tits it hung up and she pulled harder and her pert tits jumped out of the blouse, encased in an ivory half-cup lacy bra. She pulled it off over her head, undoing the clasp on her hair clip as she did so, and her gorgeous mane of black silky hair was disheveled as the turtleneck pulled away. She ran her small slim fingers through her hair and shook her head at my crotch. "Touch yourself," was her simple command.

Licking her wet lips she slowly unzipped her skin tight black pants and a patch of dark hair appeared just above her pussy. Wiggling her ass she turned her back to me and bent over and slowly lowered the pants. Her ass was magnificent, better than I even imagined. Still bent over, her hands bracing on the hotel door, she turned her head to look at me as I stroked my cock through my own pants.

"Mmmmmmmmm, that's it John, stroke that big cock of yours, just imagine sticking that monster of yours between these tight cheeks and fucking my wet holes. I can't wait to see it. Ahhhhhhh, yes John, I want it in both holes but I want you to cum in my pussy, I need to feel a new man's cum shoot once again in me. Ohhhhh, John, fuck, it's been so long since I felt hot cum dripping out of my tight holes."

She stroked her pussy from the front and when she pulled out, her fingers were already covered with a thick white sticky froth. She was dripping wet and ready to be fucked. I wanted to do it bad, but first I wanted to taste that creamy delicious nectar from her hole. There is just something so uniquely delectable about an Asian woman's pussy, the brown folds seem to emit an exotic, tangy juice that must be indigenous to Indonesia and the Far East. And then I heard her sweet, soft little-girl voice again, with that remaining hint of a Eastern accent.

"I want a man who knows what he wants. A man with experience to burn. A man who loves pussy. My pussy. Who knows what to do with it." 

Sunny giggled as my eyes went wider, listening to her incredibly arousing words. She stood there in that sheer bra, but to top it off she was also wearing a black lacy garter belt and sheer black stockings. Her tiny feet were in a pair of black patent leather hi-heeled shoes. She turned slowly for my approval and I extended my hand out for hers and taking it I drew her slowly toward me. Her large nipples, the size of which reminded me of the string-winders on an acoustical guitar for some reason, showed invitingly under that see-through material and her thick dark bush peeked out from under the matching, nearly transparent thong she had on.

Bending over further she slipped the pants from her legs and put the high heels back on. She slowly stood up and turned towards me, her pussy lips, although tight lipped, shined with her juices that were slowly seeping out. Tossing her beautiful mane of hair, which stretched down her back nearly to the curve of her backbone to just above that luscious ass, she looked my in the eye and slowly caressed her hip and moved back to her ass as the other hand slid down to the patch of hair above her pussy and tugged at the black wiry hair above her mound. Moaning she slid her finger into her hole and slowly withdrew it. It was covered in her juices.

"Mmmmmm, want a taste?"

Sunny smiled, continuing to rub her clit through her thong. I went to grab at her thong, but Sunny shook her head. "I want you to take them off using just your teeth," she said seductively. 

I smiled as she leaned back and placed her ass against the front door before I skillfully used my teeth to pull at each side of her thong and slowly brought her panties down over her hips. I drank in her intoxicating feminine scent, breathing it in deeply as I removed her underwear orally. I then positioned my head between her taut thighs and started to lap my tongue out over her wet clit, loving the way she tasted, and raised her one leg over my shoulder, and she curled it around my neck and groaned. 

Greedily, I ate her out, licking all over her clit and sucking on it before using my stiff tongue to fuck in and out of her searing tight hole. She moaned loudly before releasing an orgasm rippling all throughout her tiny body. I noisily slurped up all her cum fluids, still pistoning my tongue in and out of her pussy as she continued to convulse while grinding frantically on my face. 

She led me to the bed and pushed me down, unsnapping her bra clasps finally, providing me with my first unfettered full frontal view of those spectacular nipples, perched on impeccably firm tits.

She moved her small hand to my shaft, pulling my cock out of his pants from the zipper hole, and the look of combined lust and arousal was one that I'd seen from women many times upon first glimpse of my pole, but on Sunny's gorgeous face, it was even more priceless. "Oh my God," she muttered. "You're fucking huge."

Just to see, she reached and held the big thing with both hands, one right on top of the other. To her shock, both fit and she still had room to stroke me. "Fuck," she said, "I've only seen dicks this big in porn."

Looking up at me with long lashes she smiled and those dimples reappeared, and as she began slowly sucking my cock into her mouth the dimples increased and I groaned at the lovely Asian married woman on her knees. Her eyes never left mine and she sucked harder and deeper. I eventually had to close my eyes to refrain from coming in her sucking, tight, hot mouth, and then I heard her lilting voice, muffled by my shaft beginning to bury in her throat.

"Holy shit, your cock is thick," Sunny mumbled happily, pulling her head up to look at me. "I've never had anything this large in my mouth. It feels good. It feels real good."

She continued her oral homage and slid back and forth on my cock, lowering her mouth herself down and down on it until she could feel the ridge of my glans. After consuming almost the whole entire length of my beefy tool, she came up for air, and gasping, she repeated her comment on my size, as if still trying to tell herself it was really happening, "Shit! Your cock is huge. It feels like it's a foot long."

I smiled and proudly said, "Just over eight inches when I'm really hard, but the way you've got me going it might be a foot."

She wriggled my pants off of my ankles and stared in amazement at my now fully unencumbered cock. "I have to have this thing in me, I hope it can fit." She straddled my hips and grabbed my cock, placing it under her cunt as she slid onto me tentatively, realizing that she would have to be careful not to be ripped apart now that she was getting what she wished for.

Sunny thrust her sensational body up and down, letting just about three or four inches in, stopping when she needed to adjust her stretched cunt muscles, and then back down a bit until she again felt full. She felt a need to deliver a play-by-play analysis of the penetration.

"My husband's tiny penis never makes me feel this hot, unghhh. It's never filled me like this. Fuck. Hell, there are times when I wondered if he was even in me."

This particular cock, however, which belonged to me, left no room for doubt. I was inside of her deeper than any man had ever been and she knew it. She could feel every single inch of my thick long cock sliding in and out of her dripping Korean snatch, and she loved it.

"You're so fucking tight," I said.

"Your so Goddamned big," she responded.

"I want to be deeper inside of you, Sunny." I thrusted my hips upward raising off the bed and her body had no choice but to rise with me as she was fully impaled by dick.

"I'll try, but I'm not sure how much more I can handle," she whimpered, but valiantly pushing harder onto my rock hard prick. More slid in as she moaned loudly with me.

"It's fucking huge," she again announced to me, as if I wasn't aware of it already.

"I want it all inside of you, Sunny, fuck me."

She swallowed hard and pushed down harder, sliding more of me inside of her with a determined grunt. I wasn't quite all the way in yet, but she couldn't take any more. I could feel my cock head bumping up against her cervix. "You're too big, I....oh, fuck, I can't take any more," she stammered, her voice wracked by a mixture of anxiety, sweet discomfort, and pleasure beyond any she'd experienced.

I was not to be deterred. I knew she could take it as much as she knew she wanted to. "Do you like me deep inside of you, Sunny?" I asked.

"I love it."

"Do I fill you up?"

"Yes."

"Do I fill you more than any other guy has, Sunny?"

"Yes."

"More than your husband ever will?"

"Oh, fuck, yes. Not even close. That tinsel-dick." She giggled that delightful giggle once more, causing my cock to further stiffen. That laugh was as much as an aphrodisiac as that tight Asian twat. It was time for the grand finale, and my voice rose in decibels as I began to bark orders at her.

"Fuck my big cock, Sunny, with that fantastic cunt. Fuck me hard."

"Yes," she moaned lustily, lifting herself up to the crown and then back down as far she could go. My demand to be fucked made her fireplace hot. She couldn't believe how horny she was. Neither could I.

Sunny rode and gyrated on me wildly, riding up and down and up and down. In synchronized carnal teamwork, we groaned with pleasure with each thrust.

"Faster, you horny Asian slut!" I demanded and she responded, moving up and down my long, thick cock with passion. She could feel every inch of me now pushing inside of her and it felt indescribably good for me, and her groans indicated likewise. She loved my big cock, it felt like nothing she'd ever experienced, she was a slave to it now. 




Horny Asian with a Twist



Before long, she realized that she was finally getting every inch of my monster inside of her. "Oh fuck," she announced, "I'm taking it all."

"Oh God, don't I know it," I said, looking up at her perfect tits as they bounced tightly on her chest with each change of direction. I cupped her tiny ass with both hands and started to move her up and down on my shaft faster. 

"Tell me again," I said.

"I'm taking all of your beautiful dick, John. Every inch of your thick cock. It's all inside of me. Oh God it's all inside of me. I love it, John. I love your huge cock. It's going to make me cum, John! You're going to make me cum," she squealed to me, just seconds before a powerful orgasm racked her body. 

All she could do was scream at that point, as my arms took control of her body and shifted her up and down the full length of my throbbing dick.

"Yes, yes, yes," she kept repeating.

"I feel your hard cock reaming my little Asian cunt," Sunny panted to me.

"Oh God!"

She lifted her torso off of my pelvis and a thick stream of milky cunt cum cascaded down onto my belly and she rolled over on her side and grabbed my shaft forcefully, pointed it at her cock-hungry mouth and yelled, "Cum on my face, coat me, do it, cum on me," and I unleashed stream after stream of sticky sperm all over her cover-model-worthy Korean, angelic face and watched her gobble it up like a tiny bird savoring a meal.

Just as Leslie's sultry voice surprised me from the doorway. I'd never heard her enter, but her hand was pushed down her skirt, fingering herself. "That was the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen, can I have some, too, please, Sunny?"

"Can we share?"

I was to find out later that the 'secret signal' of the finger across the bridge of the nose was, in actuality, a private invitation tendered by Sunny to Leslie to join us at her earliest convenience. 

They had orchestrated a double-team, much to my surprise, but certainly not to my consternation, once Sunny had verified in the pub that my measurements would be sufficient to satisfy their mutual needs before departing Philly for their flight back to the West Coast in the morning. I would provide the cock for their respective 'designated driving' carnal activities tonight and into the early hours of the morning. I was to be their steering wheel.

But in the mean time, Sunny gestured with a wave for Leslie to approach her as my cum still dripped from between Sunny's lips, and Leslie dipped her head under Sunny's face, hovering just inches above my still twitching cock. Sunny deposited a load of my semen into Leslie's dark, waiting mouth, as the two shared a deep kiss, licking and smacking their lips, swirling my seed around their tongues and down their throats. 

Leslie stood up and began to peel the velour blouse over her head, revealing a set of sepia-hued tits encased in a beige push-up bra. "You're right, Sunny, his cock is sensational." 

She unsnapped her jeans and stepped out of them to show a matching thong over her flat stomach and puffy mound. The contrast of the Sunny's petite Asian body and Leslie's lithe, bronze skin and full breasts was more than enough tactile motivation to keep my dick titanium-hard, despite just having cum like a tsunami.

Leslie's next words were filthier than any I could have dreamed up. "And you taste incredible, as usual, Sunny. God, I love to taste your cunt juices."

The Korean vixen and the brown beauty literally dragged me by my cock to the shower for round two of the evening's events, and as the warm water flowed onto our three bodies in the comfortable stall, they took turns caressing and stroking my dick in a soapy massage, commenting lewdly regarding my below-the-waist charms as if I wasn't even there. 

I was their living, breathing sex toy for the night and into the following morning, a role that I could have never imagined even in my wildest fantasies, a slab of white meat sandwiched between a piece of melba toast and a fortune cookie.

During our prolonged shower, I alternated between pinching Sunny's plump, extended nipples with one hand while fingering Leslie's tawny, burnished pussy with the other while sucking on Leslie's huge areolas and Sunny's talented tongue. All the while, my ethnically diverse lovers pulled my ever-growing cock up to my belly button as they gasped in awe-struck admiration, and they knelt and cupped and shared my heavy balls into their warm mouths.

For the next several hours, three bodies of different colors with different holes and orifices to fill with assorted shafts and tongues and digits writhed on the mattress engaging in pleasures heretofore unthinkable and certainly unexplored, at least in my life.

My cock, in approximate order, was in: Leslie's mouth, Sunny's cunt, Leslie's mouth again, Sunny's hands, Leslie's honey-brown cunt, Sunny's impossibly tight anus (lubricated copiously by Leslie's tender and patient analingus performed on Sunny's ass hole), Leslie's mouth for a third time, then Sunny's mouth, Leslie's pussy once more, and Sunny licked my cock urgently until she succeeded in releasing a massive burst of my seed onto Leslie's caramel-flavored tits.

Exhausted, I collapsed on the mattress, semi-comatose, and was awakened in the morning by the sound of the shower head running in the bathroom, the peek of sunlight coming through the drapes and the sensation of Sunny straddling my mouth in a sixty-nine position.

When Leslie exited from her shower, I fucked her in front of the bathroom mirror as she still had her towel on, lowering it to massage her globes and raising it to ease my cock into her newly-cleaned cunt, and when Sunny emerged she and Leslie sucked me in a show of multi-cultural oral detente, extracting my third load, and one of the drops dripped majestically from Sunny's distended nipples as Leslie sucked it and made it disappear into her tummy.

I showered alone, mercifully, my cock now resembling a flag in memoriam, at half-mast, yet when I returned back into the suite, both Leslie and Sunny had dressed in tight, fashionable miniskirts for their flight back to San Francisco, and insisted that I accompany them for their taxicab drive to the airport.

Our trio made quite a sight as we strutted through the lobby and the concierge enviously hailed a cab for us, and we piled into the back seat, again with me as the filler piece of the colorful sandwich.

I directed the Middle-Eastern driver to eschew the more expedient route of Interstate 95, using the excuse that the Girard Point Bridge was perpetually under construction, and suggested that he head south on Broad Street through the narrow and congested sections of South Philadelphia. 

Since he seemed to have an inclination as to what might evolve within the crowded quarters of his back seat, he adjusted his rear view mirror and happily complied without inquiry.

I reached and pulled up the hems of both of my lovers' skirts to find that Sunny had gone without panties and Leslie had on a lacy, red silk thong. I three-fingered Sunny's still-steaming twat immediately and pulled Leslie's thong deep and tight into her snatch, fucking her with the soft fabric and issued a succinct directive to my back-seat companions. "Suck my cock."

Sunny was the first to cum from my dual digital fucking, exploding Asian ambrosia-flavored cunt nectars onto my palm while simultaneously spitting more saliva onto my rigid dick while Leslie lovingly licked the tip.

As we reached the corner of Pattison Avenue, in front of the Sports Complex, I lifted Sunny up, her tiny head unwittingly scraping the roof of the cab, and I plopped her tiny, taut body directly onto my dick and her hair swung wildly as I forcefully filled her with every thick inch, banging into her already battered cervix with each thrust until she came in a wail of Korean obscenities. 

Having provided Sunny with a more-than-memorable goodbye present, I pushed her aside onto the corner of the seat and leaned over and with one rough pull, I ripped Leslie's thong with one powerful yank, tossed the shredded remains to the driver, pushed Leslie back onto the seat, raised her high-heeled legs, wrapped them in an 'X' over my shoulders, and stuffed my cock, still dripping with Sunny's latest blast of cum, deep into her ebony tunnel until we both exploded in orgasmic ecstasy just as we entered the "Departure" lane of the United Airlines terminal at Philadelphia International Airport.

The girls staggered out of the back seat of the cab onto the terminal's sidewalk, cum still running from under their skirts and down their thighs, naturally attracting the attention of bagmen, porters, cops, travelers, pigeons, air traffic controllers, hell, anyone within a time zone of this Sexual Ground Zero that we had just created. 

I gave them a wave and blew them a kiss as I instructed the delighted cabbie to return me to Center City, this time via the conventional route of the Interstate, pulling my sated yet weary cock back into the safe confines of my zipper, taking notice that he was doing the same.

My cell phone vibrated and I looked at the display screen that indicated Pat was on the line. Exasperated, he didn't even bother with questions, launching into a frustrated rant.

"I was all ready to fuck that hot black chick last night when she blew me off, telling me she had to go and rescue her friend from you, that she got some kind of signal from her that she needed her help. I thought we both were home free. What the fuck do you think happened?"

Well, I think the black chick helped out just fine, Patty, me boy. 

I write and submit this story to "Lit" because I just got a surprise e-mail from Sunny, announcing that she has sufficient 'motive and opportunity' to make a return visit to Philadelphia sometime soon when her philandering husband is off on one of his own frequent trips for 'seminars'.

She wanted to know if perhaps I could procure a couple for some fun and games during her visit.

Hmmmmm. Perhaps readers in the Mid-Atlantic region will know of someone, eh?



Horny at Home



Once again, I was home alone while my husband was at work. I had never really intended to be a housewife, but things had just turned out that way. Home alone all day 5 days of the week, I often got very horny and soon I was indulging in several very naughty fantasies. My sex life with my husband was somewhat lacking; he would come home and want to fuck me and then be done for the rest of the night. I found myself wanting much more. I would get online while he was at work and look at pictures of women naked. In particular I liked pictures of women's anuses and asscracks, and of course their hairy pussies. My pussy is exteremly hairy. In fact when I get wet, my pussy hair acts almost as a sponge and soaks it up. The hair also goes up my asscrack, and it is quite a turn on for me to look at.

Now to the point. I was home alone, naked, on the computer browsing for some good porn when I heard a knock at the door. I quickly threw on my bathrobe and went to answer it. At the door was a woman, who looked about 35 to 40. She was curvy to the point of just very slightly chubby, with blonde hair and brown eyes, and I noticed, very large breasts.

"Hi," I said, "May I help you?"

"I'm sorry to bother you," she replied, "But I just wanted to introduce myself. My name is Jackie, we just moved in next door."

"Ohhh!" I said with realization, "Hi! I saw the trucks yesterday. I'm sorry I'm not dressed yet, please, come in."

I closed the door behind her and showed her into the kitchen.

"Please have a seat," I said, gesturing to the table. Jackie sat down and I made us a cup of coffee. We drank them and made small talk, until Jackie asked to use the bathroom. I gave her directions and sat at the table for a moment after she left before I realized: SHIT! She has to go past the computer, and I left porn on the screen! I ran after her. When I got to the computer, Jackie was standing in front of it, gazing at the image of a woman with a very busy pussy bent over with a dildo in her anus.

"Jackie, I, you see, I," I struggled for words. But there was no need. Jackie approached me and undid the rope on my bathrobe. It fell to my feet and I stepped out of it.

"I knew you were a horny little slut the second I saw you." Jackie breathed heavily, looking at my body. My large, pink nipples hardened at her words.

"Bend over." Jackie commanded.

I turned around and bent over, so my anus and asscrack were facing Jackie.

"There's a lot of hair on this slutty pussy and asscrack slut. Do you like hairy pussy and anus?"

Jackie asked, leaning forward and smelling my crack.

"Ohhh yes, I love hairy pussy Jackie." I moaned, silently wishing for her to touch my exposed anus. My pussy was dripping juices down my legs.

Suddenly Jackie smacked my ass with all her might. "You call me MISTRESS you hairy slut." 

"Yes, mistress." I said obediently.

"Now lay on your stomach and spread your asscheeks open for Mistress." Jackie commanded. I complied, and I felt my mistress's tongue run up my asscrack, swirling around the hair and onto my anus. She sucked at it and poked her tongue into it. I moaned deeply and begged for more.

"I didn't tell you to talk slut. Now turn around and stand up."

I did so, and Mistress removed her clothing before my eyes. Her tits were as huge as they looked, with big dark nipples. I was most taken away by her pussy, however. It was completely covered in dark blonde hair.

"You like this? Huh? You like this slut? Eat it you little whore." She rammed my head into her bush, and I lapped away, sucking on her clit and tracing my tongue around it. 

"Good slut, good girl," Jackie breathed and then suddenly she came on my face, ejaculating clear juices all over me.

"Good girl. You get a reward for eating your mistresses pussy so well. Bring me a dildo." Jackie said, and I ran to obey. I brought her my biggest one, lime green and 10 inches.

"This is all going to go up your anus, slut. Without lube. Now bend over and spread your asscheeks." I did as told. "Mmmm look at that hairy ass crack," Jackie said as she pushed the first inch of the dildo into my anus. "You like this whore? You want more? More?" 

"Ohhh yes please Mistress give me more." I begged. Jackie pushed more in, and my anus contracted around the dildo. "Your asshole is pretty loose, slut. Do you put other things up it?" Jackie asked, pushing 3 more inches in.

"OHhhhhhhh," I grunted and struggled to answer. "Yes, I do, cucumbers and zucchinis and bananas and my dildos, Mistress."

"And do you eat the food after it has been up your anus, slut?" Jackie inquired.

"Ohhh yes, I do, I do," I moaned, and Jackie pushed 4 more inches in, until only two were sticking out of my asscrack.

"Oh, look at the time. I have to run slut. Don't take this dildo out of your anus. I'll be back to check on you later. Don't take it out slut, or you will be punished." Jackie smacked my ass hard, and said, "Oh, before I go, where are your clothes pins?" I directed her to the laundry room, and she returned with two clothes pins. "Stand up slut," Jackie said, and she clamped my nipples with the clothes pins. 

"That's a good whore. Now mistress will be back. Stay just like this. You may clean and cook, but leave the dildo in your anus and the clamps on your nipples. I'll be back."

And with that, Jackie left, leaving me with a dildo shoved up my ass and clothes pins on my nipples. My pussy was soaking wet, and I couldn't wait for her return... 



Horny at Work



I rushed to my next meeting. I sat down at one of the spots at the long table and gathered all my documents for the next issue. The presenter went up and started the meeting. 

Minutes in the meeting, my phone went off in my clutch. Shit, I forgot to set it on vibrate. I rose a finger, got up and went off to the corner and answered the call.

'Hello?'

'Hey babe, how's the meeting going?'

It was my boyfriend. 

'Hey babe,' I whispered. 'I'm sorry, I'm just in the middle of one right now. I'll call you afterwards okay?' I offered.

'Okay... I got home early today. I'm already home. You better be home soon. I can't wait to just touch you, it's all I've been thinking about.' he said.

Our busy work schedules have left us with hardly any time in the bedroom together, so I can see why he is feeling this way.

I gently closed my eyes and grazed my teeth against my lower lip. I started to imagine it.

'Can't wait to just rip off all your clothes, touch your body up and down. I'll get you so wet, and then I'll just eat you alive all while fingering your tight little-'

I cut him off. My panties were soaked, and my hair was now messy due to my fists repeatedly running through it. This was not the time or place for this to be happening.

I tried to control my breathing. I choked on my saliva while swallowing it. 'Got to go... Be home soon...' 

'You better.' he said, then hung up.

I placed my phone back in my clutch in a huff. I tried to muster myself back into work mode. I fixed my hair and returned to the ongoing meeting.

The ride home was frustrating. I got stopped by so many red lights. I just needed to get home and be with my boyfriend. A red light brought me to a stop. My mind started to wonder during the wait. Mmm his lips, his mouth, his tongue, his fingers... He's so good at oral sex. He performs it with so much passion and he always brings me beyond my orgasm. The way his lips gently wrap around my throbbing and hard clit and-

The light flashed green. I felt a tingling between my thighs and a dripping leaking down to my ass. I'm not even home yet. I haven't even seen him or anything yet. How does he do this to me? Right now, all I know is that I needed his mouth in me badly, NOW.

Finally I arrived home. I stumbled in my heels as I exited the car. I slammed the door, holding my brief case. I walked up the porch and opened the already unlocked front door.

I walked in and shut the door. 'Babe?' I called out. He appeared in the hallway. 'You're home.' he said, twisting a smirk in his words. 'How dare you do that to me at work, and over the phone!' I pretended to be mad. 'You were soaked, weren't you? Bet you were so so wet. Kinda like I was so so hard.' he looked darkly into my eyes. 'I was s-so wet...' I whispered. He stepped towards me and lifted me up with his strong arms. 'Mmm yeah? Let's see how wet you are right now...' he said while sliding his hand under my dress and into my panties. Soaked.

'You're already so wet baby... Mmm you feel so good...' he explored my dripping core with his slender fingers while still holding me up in the middle of the hallway. I moaned. 'Mmm that feels good...' I dropped my head back. He carried me to the couch. His fingers were gone. I sat up in disbelief. 'Wh-why did you stop?' I complained. 'Shhh...' he silenced me with a kiss and leaned down on top of me. We kissed, our tongues brushing lightly against each other. He kissed down my jaw, to my neck and to my ear. 'You want me to touch you?' he whispered in my ear while his finger traced my hipbone. I bit my lip and bucked my hips up. 'Mmmm yesss please... Your fingers feel so good...' I moaned. He responded by sliding his hands down my panties again and rubbing my clit slowly in circular motions. 'Like that?' he asked while kissing my neck. 'Mmmm yes... Just like that...' I answered. He rubbed my hard clit for a few more moments before moving his hand down and sticking one of his fingers inside me slowly.

My back arched at the sensation. 'Mmm I love when you rub and finger me... It feels so good...' I moaned. 

He thrusted his finger a bit faster. 'Yeah? You love when I finger you, don't you?' Before I could answer him, he pulled down the top of my dress along with my bra and wrapped his lips around my right nipple. Swirling his tongue around it and gently nibbling.

'Mmmm so good...' I moaned loudly.

He moved his lips to my other breast and did the exact same to it. His fingers were moving very fast now, and I was moaning uncontrollably. 

Before I knew it, he pressed his hot tongue to my clit.

'Mmm! Oh myyyy goshhh babe that feels so good!' I moaned loudly.

His tongue gently ran over my clit back and forth. I moaned again. It felt so good. 

He then wrapped his lips softly around my clit and gently sucked it. My jaw dropped and I began to sink into myself. My brows were now furrowed because of the pleasure. 'Oh-oh goshhh keep going babe... It feels sooo good...' I moaned and tilted my head to the end of the couch. 

He continued to keep going at me with his tongue and fingers. He removed his fingers and plunged his tongue deep inside of me. 'Mmm!' I moaned. He rubbed my clit with his thumb and continued to tongue me. The sensation was building up in my stomach. I knew I was close. 

'Baby please don't stop, I'm about to cum!' I moaned.

He continued, his tongue moved up to my clit again and his fingers plunged into me. It took only seconds to drive me to my orgasm.

'Mmmm babe! I'm-I'm cumming!...' I cried out loud.

He continued. He always takes me further.

My toes began to curl. 'Agh! Babe! That's sooo good!' I immediately rolled into a second orgasm. My first orgasm was still running through me, mixing with my second one. It was absolutely mind blowing.

He gently kissed my clit and lips and kissed back up to my stomach only to be met with another kiss on my lips. He's stunning... I'm absolutely in love with him...



Horny Aunt Connie In Heat



It was the day following the family gathering, the image of my horny, divorced, 30 year old aunt giving my father and uncle a double team was burned in my memory. She had been fucked senseless by them and used as sperm receptacle only a couple days after I done the same to her. I woke up alone in the house and decided to take a shower. It was late morning and I was feeling horny as I always did when I woke. 

I turned on the shower and got in. Thinking of the previous days activities and the fact that I had captured some of it on film was giving me serious wood, and I needed some relief. 

I began to lather up when I heard a noise in the bathroom. It was Connie. She opened the shower door and was standing there stark naked. She asked "do I saw anything I liked?" 

I said "yup, it looks just as it good as it did the other day". She had no idea I was just about to lose another sack full of cum, using her as my inspiration.

She said "mind if I join you?" 

I said "right now please." I was already stiff as a board and the sight of her huge, pale, tits swaying from side to side almost made me lose another load of teenage jizz. She just pointed to her hairy pussy and I went down on my knees and began the tongue action she craved. She must have cleaned herself well from the previous days fucking because she tasted and smelled clean, and there was no trace of the cum she had been filled with.

I quickly found her sweet spot and her juices began to flow, they drained on to my face. I could feel her gasp and her legs weaken as I began to suck and lick her clit. Her breathing grew heavy as I reached up and began to fondle her heavy jugs. Her nipples were hard as was her clit. This went on for a short time as she was on the verge of coming. She stopped me and said "she wanted to return the favor before the grand finale." Connie got on her knees and took my fat swollen seven inch cock in mouth with ease. The sight of my hot aunt under the shower with my rod in her mouth was the most erotic of my young life. She alternated taking me deep in her mouth and licking my shaft and head like a lolly pop. Her tongue worked magically caressing my purple head as her hand cupped my heavy balls. It was too hard for me to hold back as she took me deep in her mouth one more time. My aching balls released their cargo as I closed my eyes. I felt at least seven jets of cum jettison through my cock and down her throat. She was an amazing cock sucker because I had filled her mouth, and I never saw a dribble from around her mouth.

What happened next still amazes me to this day. I sat down on the floor of the shower to recover for a few minutes so I could fuck her again, but when I opened my eyes, my best friend Brent was standing there. Apparently he had caught most of our aunt/nephew show, and was ready for a little action himself. Brent was your basic dumb jock type. He was a solid 6 foot 2 and weighed about 220 pounds. He had earned the nickname the horse in the locker room because that was what he was hung like. His cock was 8 inches long when he wasn't aroused. His balls were huge like goose eggs. Connie was about to find out how big he was when aroused. Connie had met him before, but now they would get up close and personal.

Brent quickly stripped off his clothes and proudly displayed his manhood. Connie gasped at the sight of it. It had to be 11 inches long and quite thick. The head looked like a large plum and his nut sack prominently displayed his huge low hanging balls. Connie who seemed like a female in heat during the last few days was about to have the time of life, and I could tell by the look on her face she was dying to experience this slab of beef.

Connie got out of the shower soaking wet everywhere, including her aching pussy, and went right for Brent's huge scalong. She got on her knees and began to lick his cock head and play with his huge testicles. She was fascinated by the huge genitalia in front of her face. She tried to get her mouth around it and suck him deeply, but it was no use. She was only able to get him a couple inches in her mouth, and he was so huge that she unable to move her head at that point. Brent laughed and said "enough of the preliminaries". With that her picked her up and carried her down the hall to my room.

I recovered quickly and began to hear Connie moaning from down the hall. This was one show I had to see, and hopefully tape. I got my camera and went to my bedroom where the door was wide open. I set up the camera and watched as Connie had managed to impale herself on Brent's huge cock and was riding him like a pony. It was an unbelievably erotic sight, and if I sold the tape, it would have probably made a fortune as porn loop. Brent was flat on his back on the bed facing the door. Connie was on top riding him with her back to him and her face, facing the door. She was balancing on top using her legs and knees to ride up and down like a pony. Her huge tits flopped up and down like laundry flapping in the breeze. Her face contorted in pleasure. She would raise herself quickly up and down on his huge shaft which was coated with her honey. When she lowered herself and took his full length it looked like she had to huge hairy tennis balls hanging from the bottom of her hairy snatch. This went on for a couple more minutes and I could tell by the look on Connie's face and her screams of passion that she was having the biggest orgasm of her life. Connie climaxed violently. She somehow raised herself off the porn star sized dick and collapsed on the bed.

Brent had not come yet and was not going to be denied his fun. His enormous cock was in all its glory. It looked liked a giant purple cobra covered in Vaseline. He kneeled on the bed and grabbed Connie and picked her up like a rag doll. I could see her gaping and glistening pussy was primed for some more fucking, even though she looked totally out of it. He positioned her facing him so that as he kneeled, she was directly in front of him; he lowered her onto his monster cock with ease. It was as if she was using him as a sex chair or a swing. She wrapped her legs around him and leaned back. Brent began fucking Connie for all she was worth. Pistoning in and out of her with powerful strokes. Her boobs shaking like ocean waves as he pounded her pussy relentlessly. This went on for a couple minutes and Connie passed out in the process. Brent began to breathe strangely as the sweat poured of his body. I knew he was about to lose his load. His huge balls tightened and he grunted. He started cumming and continued cumming for what seemed like about half a minute. He held her tight as he filled her with his seed. His huge manhood rooted deep inside her as the flow of cum ceased.

Brent dropped Connie onto the bed, and collapsed himself. What looked like a shot glass full of cum flowed from her gaping stretched pussy. I had never seen that amount of cum from one fucking before. If that amount had flowed out of her, I could just imagine how much was still inside, and how many million sperm were now swimming around in her womb. If Connie was going produce a cousin for me it wasn't for lack of trying. The only question was whether I were to be a father and cousin at the same time, or what relation it would be to me, if any. 

If any readers would like this story to continue please let me know.



Horny Aunt Ishita



Hello, I am Rudra and I live somewhere in India. This is a true story. All comments and critics are welcome.

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This story dates back to the time when I was in  18 and standard 10. I was often referred to be rude and arrogant, among the people who lived in my building. And arrogant I was. Probably it was due to the fact that my DAD was a very well known lawyer and still is.

I was a stud back in my school days. I was known in my friend circle as a guy who loved cars. Truly, I was never in love until then. Yes, I did have a few affairs but none them had anything to do with me being in love. 

But all this changed. There was an aunt in our building. Her name was ISHITA MUKHERJEE(changed name). She moved to our building a year before the incident. Let me describe her. She was in her late thirties. She was quite slim and had an excellent butt. Her vital stats were 34C-27-39. One day after I had returned from school I was introduced to her by my mom. I met her cordially as I was supposed to. She asked me how I was and other blab la blah... She left soon after. I asked my mom who this lady was? She told that that she was nice woman. She often was very bored since her husband was traveling all the while. So, she dropped in for a chat and a cup of tea. 

Days passed by, her visits were becoming quite frequent. Though, that had nothing to do with me. Yes, we exchanged smiles whenever we met. 

It was in the month of October. There was this festival going on. As every year, I mom forced me to perform. I was supposed to sing a few songs. I was lead singer of my band, with my friends playing the instruments. Mom suggested that we include Ishita as she was a good keyboard player. I protested with her idea but all of it was in vain. I had to agree to my mom's demands. I agreed and invited her to our rehearsals. 

She was soft spoken and did not try to show her superiority. We soon became friends. We performed. She often called me to her house for a cup of tea. We chatted about the happenings. Our friendship was growing fast. She once asked me whether I had a girlfriend. She was bit surprised at my negative answer. She would often ask me whether she was boring me? She said she was very lonely and hardly had any friends to talk to. From the time I knew her had changed a lot. Earlier when I visited her house she was always dressed in either a saree or a salwar kameez (it is quite similar to a shirt and pant). But now she was often in a nigh tie. Probably this was a result of our close friendship. Anyways, I must confess I was getting attracted. I often used to jerk off thinking about her.

It was about 3 months of our friendship. An incident happened that changed towards her. I visited her house. It was about 10am. She came out to meet me in a negligee. I could easily make out that she wasn't wearing a bra. I was looking at her as I had never done before. Within a few moments I had fallen in love with a woman for the very first time. She became an object of my fantasy. She looked so incredibly hot.

She called me inside. She took her seat and sat in such a way that I could have a look at her thighs. She crisscrossed her legs. Thus, I could not find whether she was wearing a panty. She told me that her husband had called her up and said that he was going abroad for 2 months. We then started chatting. She suddenly became bold and asked me "Are you a virgin?"

I don't know where I gathered the courage from, I answered her "no I am not."

She started laughing. She became more and friendlier towards me. We were now often chatting about sex. She once asked me whether I masturbated. I confessed honestly that I did. I quizzed her whether girls masturbated or not, she said girls do masturbate and she also masturbated. I was amazed to hear it.

Once my parents had to go out to another town for a week. Normally they would send me to a relative house but I said I was grown up and could stay alone. So my mom told Ishita to take care of me in their absence, if she did have problem. She obliged to my mom requests. She suggested that I stay with her. Mom asked me whether I was ready to stay with Ishita. More than happily I obliged..

My parents left the next morning. I woke up at around 9 am. My examination breaks were going on. I got up and left for her room to take my breakfast. She greeted me good morning. I replied the same.. Then all of a sudden she asked me "have u masturbated today." I was embarrassed. She said there is no need to be shy. She could make that I had masturbated since my pants had cum stains. She said that she too was about to masturbate. This talk was starting to have effects on my prick. She was quick to understand it. All of a she grabbed me and started kissing me. She said she was very horny and needed to have sex. I quickly undressed her. We started kissing each other. She was behaving like a wanton slut.

"I have been trying to tell u all this while. But you did not understand. I wanted u to fuck me. Please fill my holes with your manhood."

She started fucking each other. We started in missionary position and ended in 69. I had a blast for a week. But to my disappointment my parents came home and our affair was slowly lost in the winds, I had to leave my city to go abroad for pursuing my education.



Horny Aunt Peg



It was a weekend I had been dreading for a long time. Staying with Aunt Peg was no longer a treat for me, mainly due to her excessive drinking and grief over the death of my uncle 5 years earlier.

When I was 12 it was fine. But I was 19 now. . .a college freshman. . .a grown adult. And staying with my auntie - all alone - in her little farmhouse on the outskirts of town was akin to pissing away an entire weekend. But my mother insisted, telling me it would give her some much-needed company. Like I cared.

Aunt Peg was not unattractive by any means, but she had trouble with men because she was somewhat unrefined. Although she had pretty brown hair and eyes, she was tall (about 6-0') and big boned - which I guess intimidated a lot of men. When I was a kid I found her exotic - I loved watching her walk around the house in a v-neck T-shirt that did nothing to hide her enormous breasts that bounced from side to side when she walked. And when she reached up to get something from the cabinet, that little T-shirt would invariably ride up revealing her large, round white bottom and huge patch of brown pubic hair.

When I arrived at her house she answered the door, but something was different. The normal friendly hug and kiss on the cheek was replaced with a scowl and a deep, dark stare. I knew immediately that she had been drinking, and that it was going to be an extremely long weekend.

"Hello Eric," she barked, not even giving me the courtesy of a smile. "Come on in. You know your way around, you bastard."

"What did I do?" I asked, completely dumbfounded by her reactions.

"Well, you're a male, aren't you?" Aunt Peg screamed, knocking over a lamp in the process as her right hand waved at me. "And males are all the same. Your useless good-for-nothing uncle used me like a toilet all these years. I cooked for him. I cleaned for him. He even fucked me whenever HE wanted. Then the prick up and dies on me. But what about me? What about MY needs?"

Aunt Peg swigged down another drink from the bottle of vodka she clutched in her right hand. Judging from the mascara that stained her cheeks, I could tell she had been crying most of the day.

"And you!" Aunt Peg continued, pointing menacingly at me. "Look at you, all grown up. Your a man now, aren't you? That means you're not cute anymore. And you can fuck whenever you want to."

"Now wait just a minute," I blurted out, only to be interrupted.

"I'll tell you a little secret Eric," she said, her words slurring together because of the alcohol. "I've always wanted to fuck you. Even when you were a little kid, I'd sneak into the bathroom and watch you shower. I could fuck you right now if I wanted to. . ."

"I don't think so," I said. "I'm a man. You're just a woman. You couldn't do anything without my permission. Besides, you're just drunk and have no idea what you're saying."

"Oh honey, please!" Aunt Peg screamed, hurling the empty vodka bottle over my head. "I outweigh you by about 40 pounds, and I've worked this farm my entire life. You're just a soft little city boy. I could rape you right here - right now - and you'd be begging for mercy. And don't tempt me, because I'm a horny old broad that hasn't had dick in about 5 years."

"Fuck this. I'm outta here," I barked, as I strolled past here to the front door. "I don't need this shit. I didn't even want to come here in the first place."

At that moment I felt a tight pressure on my arm, and I swung around only to be cold-cocked by Aunt Peg. I don't remember crumpling to the floor, but when I came to about 30 seconds later I looked up to see Aunt Peg - my auntie - ripping my jeans off my legs, a crazed look in her eyes.

"Hey, what the fu. . ." I said. "What do you think you're doing?"

"Just lay back and don't make this harder on yourself," said Aunt Peg, who was frantically ripping the clothes off my 145 pound body. "We can either do this the easy way, or the hard way."

I put up a small struggle, but it was futile. My Aunt Peg was too big, too strong, too drunk, too horny to be denied. I watched as she ripped off my shirt and removed her red terry-cloth robe, the large, heavy breasts I lusted after as a teen bounding from their restraints. As she stood over me the sight of her big, brown pussy and swollen lips was too much for me as I sported a massive erection.

"Okay, kiddo. I'm gonna fuck your brains out now. Don't move a muscle unless I tell you to, if you know what's good for you." I knew from her wicked glare that she meant business.

Slowly, I watched Aunt Peg use her thick, powerful legs to squat over my erect penis. Judging from the wetness glistening from her public hair, I knew she was extremely horny and eager for her first cock in 5 years. Placing the tip of my swollen member against her slit, she easily slid me in and sat down all the way - moaning all the way down my 6-inch shaft.

"Oh. . .my. . .god. . does. . .that. . .feel. . .good," she panted. Violently, she bounced up and down on my rock hard cock, riding me full bore - her large, heavy breasts bouncing in rhythm to her movements. Her nipples were completely extended, resembling two long bullets jutting from her massive breasts.

Up and down, down and up. The wetness of her crotch was amazing, as it firmly but gently grasped my cock like a hairy little glove. Raising herself onto her feet, Aunt Peg then fucked my "froggy" style - her big, round butt bouncing violently against my balls and hips. It was too much, I told her. I thought I would pass out.

And I did. I awoke the next morning, completely nude, and laying on the same spot in the living room. And boy was I sore.

"Well, good morning, kiddo," Aunt Peg said as she strolled into the room, grinning ear-to-ear. "Guess your old auntie was just too much for you last night. You passed out."

"Did I, uh, ever come?" I asked.

"Naw, but I sure did," she said. "Funny thing - I didn't know you guys stay hard after you pass out. I sure had fun with you while you were out like a light, honey. I must have had 20 orgasms last night."

"You mean, at one time?" I asked, incredulously.

"Oh no sugar," said Aunt Peg, laughing. "I would come in here periodically to check on you, but I just couldn't resist that cute cock of yours. You stayed hard all night! So I would hop on and take a ride each time."



Horny Blond Divorce



Helen Purcell a forty two year old blond divorce, a very good looking lady, five foot seven and a hundred and thirty pounds. 

she was an administrative assistant for Fowlerville School district, 

Had a young son in college to be an electrical engineer.

Had just just back from her morning walk, and needed to go take a shower.

It was a cool morning in Indiana, But she had walked about four miles today, and was indeed sweaty to say the least.

She tried to stay in good shape but was finding it harder then it used to be. She removed her sweat shirt and sweat pants and turned on the shower to allow it to warm up. Then she removed her bra allowing her 36E breasts to be set free, she then took off her panties.

When the shower felt right she entered and the hot water felt nice on her tired body.

She shaved her legs, and touched up her private area, When she finished showing she dried off, and fixed her hair and makeup, then dressed in a white button down blouse and a light blue medium length shirt that had a small slit in the side. Put on a pair of three inch blue pumps, and left her apartment and locked the door and got into her Range Rover and went off to school.

They would be leaving this Friday morning to take some of the students on a field trip for the weekend. and the schools Principle asked if she would like to attend, and she had said sure. 

She packed her things last night and already had her bag in the vehicle, She would be with a class of eleventh graders around twenty or so of them if they all turned out, She was to act as an over seer along with other adults to make sure that the children staid in check. It would probably be more of a job than a fun time but she already knew that. She arrived at the school and parked her vehicle and took her bag from the rear area and locked up her car, Then went to the bus stop to make sure everyone was arriving alright.

So far it only looked like about a dozen kids, maybe they just weren't that interested in visiting an old fashioned Apple Cider Mill after all.

There were about eight old log cabins on the property where they all would be lodging.

After the two hour buss ride Helen and the two other parents were quickly ready to disembark from the buss, Two hours of noisy children and a non air conditioned buss, Oh Lord yes they were already to go.

Upon arriving Helen checked in with the Camp manager and found out since the turn out wasn't the greatest, That she would have a cabin all to herself, 

"Oh I've been blessed" she told the Manager.

Helen helped the Manager and staff get the kids squared away, and set up some gas grills for cooking later in the day, They would make burgers and hot dogs, and in the later evening the would toast some marsh mellows by the camp fire.

She hadn't done something like that in years, Hopefully it would be fun for everyone attending.

It wasn't long before she already caught a young boy and a young girl making out behind the buss and she had to insist that they knock it off and straighten up 

"Its not what we are here for and its completely inappropriate" She told them.

Later she connected with one of the other parents Mrs.. Blumberg a heavy set lady, and they began to tour the old mill.

The manager stopped and pointed out to the children that, This is how things were done over one hundred years ago and it was part of our American history. Kids being kids didn't seen all that interested, They were only fourteen and fifteen years old after all , and this truly wasn't all that much fun for them.

"Good thing they all didn't show up hey" Helen said to Mrs.. Blumberg.

They toured the entire Mill, all the pulleys and ropes, all the large wheel presses, and the fluid catching procedures were explained as they toured. "Actually I find this all quite interesting, don't you" Mrs. Blumberg asked Helen.

"Yea sure its alright" she replied back.

During the weekend they toured the Orchards where the apples where grown, were taught the history of the local apples that were grown there, and much else of their area and the history of the state. During the tour it was interrupted once by Tommy and Bobby who were caught trying to climb one of the tree's and Mr. Nickels another parent that tagged along for the weekend had to deal with those two trouble makers. They entire weekend was going just fine until the last evening they were there, After the camp fire and marsh mellow roast, she went back to her cabin to grab a sweater because of the chill of the evening, Then she walked in on Jimmy Marshal and Tommy Rendell two cute looking mischievous teens had went through her bag, and where fondling her under garments.

"What the hell do you think your are doing"?!!!! she said harshly and closed and locked the front door to her cottage.

"AH AH NOTHING Ms. Purcell" Jimmy stammered out.

"Doesn't look like nothing to me"! She scolded.

"We're sorry Mam" Tommy told her.

"Yes you little perverts are sorry alright that's a given"! she told them.

"We got to go mam" Tommy said

"GO" "You little perverts aren't going anywhere"! she told them.

"But Ms. Purcell" Jimmy pleaded.

"NO I am going to call your parents" She insisted.

"No Please don't do that" Tommy pleaded.

"Why shouldn't I"? she asked

"Because my parents are really mean" Jimmy stated

"So you guys like ladies' under garments hey"? She said.

"Yours" Tommy said

"Really why is that"? She asked

"because you are hot" Jimmy said.

"Wow" She answered.

"Well this is how this is going to work, So I don't have to tell your parents, Since you have already saw my underwear, Now I would like to see yours, So take off your clothing, Strip down to your briefs" She instructed.

"Are you serious" Tommy asked

"Yes or I make a phone call" She said

"OK" Jimmy said.

Then the boys began to remove their clothing, She watched them with curious eyes.

They stripped down to their little white briefs, "Nice Nice Indeed" she stated

The boys stood there staring at her, "How's that feel"? she asked them

"Embarrassing" Tommy said

"Good" "Now you know how I feel when you are invading my privacy" She instructed harshly.

"Ok Now, I am going to show you what one of my bra's look like being worn" She said

They looked shocked, Oh my God were they going to witness Ms. Purcell's breasts

She unbuttoned her shirt, and allowed it to fall from her shoulders.

"Oh Gosh" Tommy sighed

"Shut up" Jimmy told him.

They stood there staring at her. Her big fleshy breasts plunged from her white lacy bra.

They guys began to stiffen in their tightly whitey's. "Your Beautiful" Ms. Purcell" Tommy said.

"Awesome" Jimmy said

"Thanks Guys" she said, watching their young erections protrude in their tight briefs.

"Well it isn't fair is it that you are in your underwear and I am not not is it" 

She said standing up and un snapping her jeans.

She tugged her jeans down from her hips and stepped out of them, revealing her white lace panties.

They couldn't believe their eyes, She was stunning.

"Now Boys" she said 

"If you ever tell anyone about this I will kick your asses all over town, You got that"! She firmly told them.

"Yes Mr. Purcell" They both said aloud.

"Ok" "If you ever did" "I" "Would say that you two were just liars and who would believe you" "Nobody"! She stated.

She lay back on the bed and spread her legs wide and touched her big breasts, and ran her fingers up and down her panty covered pussy.

"Why are you young men so stiff" "You got ta pee"? She said laughingly.

"I'll bet you boys haven't ever saw a real woman, You just beat off to your Daddy's porn magazines" She stated

"Isn't that right guys"? she said.

"Yes Mam" Jimmy told her

"Maybe" Tommy said.

"What a fucking shame, you little bastards'" She said.

"You little shit bags won't ever be anything will you, too busy causing trouble" She told them.

She reached her arms back and un did the clasp of her bra, and removed it, Her huge tits spilled free.

Then she took off her panties', 

"Is this better than a god dam magazine"? She said quite firmly

"Yes" They both stated quietly.

They stared uncontrollably at her wonderful nakedness, 

Oh My God they couldn't believe what they now are looking at for real.

They peered at her nicely trimmed bush and her small pink slit, Her taught small erect nipples and her fleshy mounds, Her flat waist and the curvature of her firm buttocks.

She lay ed back upon the bed, 

"Tommy you come here, and Jimmy you come here" 

She said pointing to one on each side of her. They eagerly took her orders.

She took each of their nervous hands and placed one upon one breast and one on the other 

"Touch me" She told them.

"They feel good don't they" She said

"Oh Yea" Jimmy said, "Oh Gosh" Tommy said.

"There real" Helen told them.

Their young nervous hands roamed her flesh and pink nipples, They couldn't believe this was actually happening to them.

"Suck my nipples" she instructed. They began to do as she said, 

"OOOHHH" She sighed.

Jimmy was the only one brave enough to touch her silky haired mound, His hand nervously felt her older pussy and slightly finger her burning older slit. 

"Jimmy hold your fingers like this" she said showing holding two fingers out, as he did so she took his hand and put it to her mouth and wet his fingers. "Now put them into me" She told him.

He slid them into her slit 

"OOOOHHH Jimmy" she moaned

"Tommy give me your hand" she put his two fingers together and put them into her mouth and wet them "Ok now you do it" she instructed, He and Jimmy took turns finger fucking her wet mature cunt.

"OOOHHH" "You make me feel sexy" She told them.

She lifted her hips slightly and spread her legs wider for them.

She rubbed her big breasts and twisted her taught nipples, 

"AAAAAHHHH" She moaned.

Her hands found their erect young cocks and rubbed them thru their briefs, They were stiff as boards.

The boys were so excited a sexy older woman was touching their growing privates.

"Oh take your briefs off" She told them.

They stood up and did so, she slid down so her buttocks were at the edge of the bed.

"Now I am going to allow you guys to fuck me,

Now YOU WILL NOT CUM INSIDE ME GOT IT!! when you feel like you are going to cum, 

YOU JERK OFF ON MY STOMACH" "YOU UNDERSTAND" She forcefully instructed.

"Yes mam" Jimmy told her

"OK Ms. Purcell" Tommy answered.

"Ok Tommy you first" she said

She assisted in helping young Tommy find the entrance,

He pushed his eager young dick into her wanton wet tunnel.

"OOOOHHHHH Tommy" she sighed.

He moved his hips back and forth and his cock pushed back and forth inside her tight pussy.

"You like my hot pussy Tommy"? she questioned

"YES" he softly spoke, his body shook like jello.

It wasn't long before he was beating off against her belly, 

"OH OH OH" he moaned as his cum fell upon her belly.

"Alright Jimmy your turn, same thing alright" She told him

She guided him into place, He shoved into her, 

"AAAAHHH YES" She moaned as he fucked her.

Jimmy lasted longer than his pal, 

"OOHHH Jimmy" she moaned.

Soon Jimmy's body was spasming and it pulled out and jack his self off all over her tender belly "AAAHHH AAAHHH" he groaned as his droplets of cream landed upon her. 

"Nice Really Nice" she told him.

She spread their cream around her belly and breasts with her hands and licked her fingers.

The boys watched with amusement, 

"Ok now get dressed and get back to your cabins" She told them.

The boys dressed she rolled on her side and watched them.

Once they were dressed, "Now remember what I told you" 

"And if you are good boys maybe we can do this again someday" 

She explained to them. They nodded their heads and then left her cabin.

She got up from her bed and locked the door behind them, and took a small vibrator out of her purse and lay on the bed and took care of her self,

"OH MY GOD" she sighed as the vibrator filled her hot pussy.

Two weeks past and her son was in town and he took his lovely mother out for dinner and they talked about his schooling.

Then Monday rolled around and it was back to school once again.

After school Helen was walking to her Range Rover in the parking lot and happened to notice something, She flipped open her cell phone and put it on camera mode, and walked closer, In between a couple of parked cars was , 

Rita Hollingler a lovely teenage girl, smoking a cigarette, She took a photo and then another of Rita smoking, "Your parents know about that Rita"? holding her phone.

"You gonna tell my parents"? Rita asked.

"Well as of right now it looks as if I have to" 

"Don't you realize that will kill you" Helen told her.

Rita a tall girl around five nine in height looked at her, 

"Do you have to Ms. Purcell"? Rita asked.

"What else would I do"? Helen asked.

"My father and mother wouldn't understand" Rita told her.

"Well hell Rita , I don't understand" Helen spouted off.

"I like to smoke whats the big deal" The young girl said.

"Well Rita let me tell you Smoking is a rotten habit" She told Rita.

"You need to come home with me so we can talk about this" Helen told her.

"Alright" Rita said.

"Call your parents and tell them you will be at my home where I will be tutoring you about something , that you are having a problem with in school, and that I will bring you home when we are finished" 

She instructed Rita.

"Ok Ms. Purcell" she answered.

When they arrived at Helen's apartment she parked the car and the entered inside 

Helen's home.

"Nice place you have here" Rita said.

"Thanks" Helen said.

She put her purse on the counter and asked the young woman if she wanted a coke, 

"Yes Please" she answered.

They took their soda's into the living room and sat down.

"You know if you continue to smoke its going to cause you to get premature wrinkles of your pretty face" Helen instructed.

"Really"? Rita said.

"Yes really and a lot of other bad things to" Helen told her.

"Why do you smoke do you think its cool or something"?

Helen questioned her.

"No it helps me deal with the stress's of life" Rita explained

"Now Rita what possible stress's could a lovely young woman like you have"?

She interrogated.

"Well my parents are to strict and Bobby broke up with me to date Kelly and other stuff" Rita told her.

"Well dear your parents are strict because they love you, and Bobby is just a jerk of a kid so count your blessings there. Helen stated

"Yea I know" Rita said

"Well Rita listen its tough some times to be young" Helen told her.

"So were you and Bobby having sex"? Helen inquired

"No not really, 

He would touch me, But not much more than that I guess" Rita told her.

"Is that why he wanted Kelly instead of you"? Helen asked

"I guess so" Rita said.

Helen looked at her lovely face and her long bur nett hair, she wore a v neck t shirt and she could see her well formed 34b's.

"So what do you like to do in your free time"? Helen asked

" I like to watch movies and go to the lake I guess" Rita explained.

Helen un crossed her legs and re crossed them, 

She was getting aroused by this young woman sitting by her.

"Ok Rita so what are we going to do about this smoking thing"? Helen asked.

"I don't know" "I would hope you wouldn't tell my parents" she answered.

"Well truly at your age and the fact that smoking is so awfully bad for you I almost feel obligated to do so" Helen told her.

"Please Ms. Purcell , Please don't do that" 

"There must be something that I can do for you" Rita pleaded.

"Do for me , Do for me , Like what" Helen snapped.

Rita felt the tension between them. "Well like I could clean your apartment for you" Rita said sounding encouraging.

"Does it look like I require a house keeper here Rita"? Helen questioned.

"No not really" Rita said calmly.

"Well Rita I know something you can do for me" Helen told her un crossing her legs.

"Yes Ms. Purcell" Rita perked up.

"Well I find you quite attractive Rita,

I am not going to lie to you" Helen told her.

"Ok" Rita said.

"Come here sit closer to me" Helen said.

Rita moved closer to Ms. Purcell, "Rita I have needs" 

Helen told her.

"Like"? Rita questioned.

"Well right now I want to kiss you" Helen told her.

"Oh wouldn't that be strange"? Rita asked.

"Well I guess to some people it would be" Helen said.

"Well some people are against everyone" Rita said.

"Indeed they are Rita" Helen stated.

"Its either you spend some quality time with me baby, 

Or I shall have to go to your parents, and you know I can prove it" Helen instructed.

"Yes Ms. Purcell I get it" Rita said.

"Ok come here" Helen said putting her arm up onto the back of the safe so Rita could move in closer.

Rita slid more closely and Helen's arm dropped down upon her shoulder, 

The young woman was ever so nervous at this point.

"Kiss me baby" Helen told the young woman.

Rita leaned and put her mouth to Helen's, there lips touched, Helen pulled the young woman's face to hers. Helen took Rita's small hand and placed it upon her left breast. and put her hand over Rita's and moved it around "MMMMM" Helen moaned.

Rita was freaking out, she was scared out of her mind but also extremely excited.

Helen put both her hands around young Rita's tiny firm waist and puled her closer.

"Oh baby, You make me so hot" Helen told her.

Helen pulled Rita's T shirt up and over her head, revealing her bra covered ripe young chest.

Helen pulled her in close and began kissing her soft in mature neck, 

"OH MY GOD" Rita squealed out.

Soon Helen had Rita's little bra un hooked and began sucking her little pink innocent nipples.

"OH OH" Rita sighed.

"Its alright baby" Helen encouraged .

Helen kissed her more and sucked her breasts more, 

"Let go to my room" Helen said passionately.

She led Rita by the hand into her bedroom, Helen lit a candle and removed her clothing.

Rita watched Helen as she undressed, She had an amazing body for a mature woman, Rita slowly removed her sneakers and jeans and then panties. 

When they were undressed Helen came up to Rita and put her arms around her, Rita felt Helen's large chest push into her breasts, she had never felt any woman to woman contact before, it was all new to her, But something felt right about it, It seemed ever so sensual. It wasn't long before Helen's hand found Rita's young silken hair covered crotch, 

"OOOHHHH" Rita jumped in surprise, "calm down sweetie its alright" Helen told her.

Soon Helen had a finger poking into her ultra tight little pussy, 

She pushed it in slowly and then pulled it back, She felt Rita becoming moister and hotter as she did. 

"Suck my breasts baby" She told young Rita.

Helen felt Rita's thighs beginning to quiver as she pleasured her with her talented fingers.

Rita lightly suckled Helen's breasts and nipples,

"OOOOOHHHHH" Helen released in a calm sigh.

Rita's small hands encircled Helen's large fleshy tits, and she tugged at her taught older nipples with her teeth, Rita adored the feeling of Helen's large mounds in her hands, 

Soon Helen took her to the bed and placed her above her face so she could taste Rita's virgin little pussy, Helen tugged on her waist and pulled her young soft haired pussy into her older wet mouth, She attacked Rita's young cunt with her talented toung, 

"AAAAAHH" Rita moaned,

Helen's toung was doing things to her and making her feel sensations that her own fingers couldn't do. As Rita sat on Helen's face she used her large 36F breasts to prop herself there.

Groping them each, Helen gave her an orgasm and continued licking her, 




Horny Blond Divorce



"OOOOOHHH" Rita's groaned out.

Soon they changed places, and Now Rita tonged Helen's mature slit, 

"Harder Honey" Helen instructed.

Helen ground her cunt into Rita's face, They young woman licked kissed and sucked Helen's older cunt for all she was worth.

Rita's small hands mauled Helen's big ripe older buttocks, Rita kept after Helen's pussy until she screamed out

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH" as she covered Rita's face with her warm cunt juice.

"Oh Honey" Helen said as she moved and lay beside Rita holding her tightly.

"You are a good lover sweetie" Helen told her.

Rita laughed, "Its my first time" she said.

After a while the two cleaned up and Helen drove her home.

For a month life was fairly normal, and then her son should up with his beautiful twenty six year old girlfriend, Her son was going a couple cities over to see his Father, ans ask if Tiffany could stay over with his mother until he returned Helen told him 

"Certainly" 

"Thanks Mom" her son old her.

"No Trouble Baby" Helen said to her good looking son.

Tiffany was a lovely young woman, about five foot six, long blond hair, beautiful well shaped legs, 36DD chest, small waist wide hips, she looked like a baby making machine.

The girls went out to eat and did some shopping while her son was gone.

They had fun and sort of got to know one another. 

Later that night Helen got ready for bed, she came out of her bedroom in a flower sheer robe, Tiffany could see thru it and noticed her yellow bra and panties, 

"I adore you're Robe" Tiffany told her. 

"Do you wanna put your pajamas's on" Helen asked Tiffany.

"Yea I guess" Tiffany replied.

"I'll get us a glass of wine as you do that" Helen told her

"Wonderful" Tiffany said.

Helen went into the kitchen, in a few minutes Tiffany came out of the spare room, wearing a lacy white teddy, very sheer and you could see her bare flesh thru it.

Helen just about dropped the glasses of wine when she glanced at her, 

"Oh Dear you look so beautiful" Helen told her. "Thank You Helen" Tiffany said.

Helen looked upon her, She could see every wonderful detail of young Tiffany's firm body. Helen could see that her pussy was shaved ever so bare, It made her thighs quake with a woman's sensitivity.

She was so eager to have relations with her new roommate. They sat next to one another on the sofa and talked, "I bet my son adores you in that outfit baby" Helen told Tiffany.

"Yea he got pretty worked up the first night I wore it" beautiful Tiffany said.

"Yes I just bet he did" Helen stated and they women laughed.

After awhile Helen noticed that Tiffany was un crossing and re crossing her long lovely legs.

Helen could read the signs of her ever so arousal, 

"More Wine"? Helen asked

"Sure Honey" Tiffany answered and Helen soon filled their glasses.

"Helen you have a lovely body" Tiffany stated softly.

"Why thanks baby, You certainly do also" Helen told her.

"I bet your Ex loved your boobies hey" Tiffany questioned.

"Yea occasionally" Helen said.

"Can I see them"? Tiffany asked her

"Really Honey"? Helen asked surprised.

"Yes Helen I would love to look at you" Tiffany told her.

"Alright" she said, she couldn't wait to be naked for this young sexy woman.

She then opened her robe and stood up and removed it, and tossed it onto the back of the sofa, Then she removed her bra and tossed it also, Her large firm bouncy 36F breasts fell out.

"Oh Honey they are so beautiful" Tiffany said as she examined them with her eyes.

"Would you like to see mine"? Tiffany asked

Helen looked shocked but she was eager to see 

"Certainly Honey" Helen replied

Tiffany stood up and completely removed her Teddy, she stood before older Helen completely naked.

"Oh Gosh Tiffany" Helen said excitedly.

"Well Honey" Helen expressed and pulled her panties off also and tossed them onto the sofa.

"OH Honey you are such a darling" Tiffany said

Tiffany walked up to Helen and took her face into her hands, and pulled 

Helen's face to hers.

"OOOHHH" Helen sighed.

They embraced and Tiffany's soft hands immediately found 

Helen's firm ass cheeks, and groped them, running her long finger nails into Helen's mature ass crack.

"AAAAAHHHH" Helen moaned

"You feel wonderful" Tiffany whispered to Helen

"AAAAAHHHH" Helen groaned from her throat as Tiffany pushed her lovely pear shaped firm tits into Helen's hard as she kissed her. 

Soon Tiffany had led mature Helen to the sofa, and had her sat down holding her legs high as Tiffany worked over Helen's mature cunt and anus with her talented toung,

"OOOHHH MMYY GGOOODDD"!!! Helen groaned loudly.

Tiffany's small long fingered hands worked over Helen's large perky breasts,

"OOOOHHHH"!!!!! Helen screamed out loudly as Tiffany worked her over.

Helen orgasm ed in a truly wet stream. 

"AAAAAHHHOOOOHHH"!!! Helen hollered out.

Helen was breathing hard and felt ever so light headed, she was in Ecstasy.

Soon they traded places, Helen wanted to taste young sexy Tiffany so bad.

She was so so eager to please this young beautiful lady.

Her toung plowed into Tiffany's shaved cunt, Tiffany's body stiffened up as Helen pleasured her.

"YYYYYEEESSSS"!!!! Tiffany squealed loudly.

Helen groped her young friends large pear shaped tits and twisted her nipples between her talented older fingers, as she licked her beautiful shaven crotch.

"OOOOOOHHHHH" Tiffany groaned loudly from her throat.

"OH LICK ME HONEY" Tiffany cried out.

Helen lifted her legs up and Tiffany grabbed them and held them and pulled then to her.

Helen licked her tiny pink lip's harder, 

"OOOOOHHHH"!!!! Tiffany moaned.

Helen brought her to climax, her body quivered as the mature woman lapped her womaness.

They soon embraced in a sensual kiss, caressing one another.

"Oh Honey that was wonderful" Tiffany told Helen.

"You want to sleep in my bed"? Helen asked her.

"Sure Sweetie" Tiffany answered, and Helen took her hand and led her into her room.

One Month later Helen was invited out to some friends home for a Saturday, 

Paula her friend from the local deli and her husband Rob a geeky computer tech, Built a home out in a country sub division.

It was about fifteen miles from town out in a rural area, It was lovely in the country, so many tree's and green. There was only about thirteen home on a one hundred acre lot, The homes were adorable, big country style homes, mostly all were big two stories, with large green well kept yards. 

She drove her Rover into Paula and Robs driveway, and parked it and got out and went to the front door and rang the bell and Rob let her in, 

"Helen's here honey" Rob stated to Paula.

Rob was five foot seven about one hundred and forty five pounds, short brown hair and thick glasses, she never knew what he friend Paula ever saw in him other than he made a lot of monies.

Paul was about five foot nine, a large framed woman that looked nice, she had wide hips and a large nice round ass, also 34dd breasts, and she also had a very desirable cute face and curly Burnett hair. 

She also had a very cute sassy southern accent . 

"Oh Baby so glad you could make it" Paula told her giving her a hug.

"It's so beautiful out here in the country" Helen told them.

"Yes we adore it" Rob stated "It's really quiet out here to" Paula said.

They had no idea what was taking place in their own back yard, Two young black men had been staking out their home for a week or so, They parked their truck down the street, and sneaked thru the woods, to get into the back yard. They crouched down in the back of the house, and forced one of the basement windows open, They entered very quietly, One had a .380 handgun and the other had a medium sized switchblade knife. They meant business, They needed some cash and valuables and they had full intention to make this happen today.

Once inside the house they pulled ski masks over their faces.

They creep-ed slowly up the stairs, and slowly opened the door. And made their way to the utility room. Rob went to fire up the back yard gas grill, and as he did so, The men grabbed him and they covered his mouth with their hands, They muscled Rob to the floor and duct taped his hands behind his back and also taped his mouth. They also taped his ankles together.

Soon they made their way future into the house, They could hear two female voices.

They made their way down the hall, and suddenly burst into the kitchen were the woman were.

Paula yelled out "OH MY GOD WHO ARE YOU"!!!

Helen screamed in fear. "You ladies just calm down and shut the fuck up"

He said pointing the gun right at Paula's head.

"OH MY GOD ,OH MY GOD" Paula cried out.

"You do what we say and no one gets hurt" The one with the knife told them.

"Where's my husband"? Paula questioned while crying.

"He is restrained in the back for right now" The one with the gun told her.

"I want to see him" Paula cried.

"Not right now" He harshly told her.

Helen quivered with fear, she was in shock she certainly wasn't expecting anything like this not out here. "We have some money, I'll just give it to you, Please don't hurt us" Paula stated.

"Money isn't everything babe" The one with the knife stated.

"What do you mean by that"? Helen questioned.

"Oh I think you can guess" the one with the gun told her.

She became very uncomfortable, knowing they now had other things in mind.

The one with the gun came up and put the weapon to Paula's head, 

"please don't hurt her" Helen insisted. "Shut up" he told her.

"Bend Over"!! he told Paula.

She slowly leaned forward, 

"Look at that ass man" He said to the other.

"Yea it's fine" the one holding the knife said.

Her jeans tightened up around her big rear as she bent forward.

He kept the gun to her head as his large black hand moved around her fleshy rear.

"Please don't Please don't" Paula pleaded.

"I should pop a round into you right now shouldn't I" he said to her.

"Leave her alone" Helen said.

The one with the switchblade approached Helen and grabbed her around the throat and touched the knife to her pretty face.

"Shut the fuck up bitch or I will cut you up"

He told her.

"Please Please don't hurt us" Helen pleaded.

"Get up" The one with the hand gun told Paula.

She stood, her tears ruined her make up, she stood trembling, 

"Remove your cloths" He insisted.

"Please Please No, "I want to see my husband" Paula pleaded.

He took her by the arm and led her into the back room, she saw Rob restrained on the floor. She felt sorry for him as their eyes met, 

"Do what I say or I will kill him" He told her and led her back into the kitchen. Once back in the kitchen "Strip Bitch" He insisted.

Paula cried more and she fumbled with her buttons, her trembling hands were practically use less.

Her body shook in complete and utter fear, Soon she had her blouse off and it fell to the floor, Then her bra came off and fell to the floor, "All of it stupid" 

He told her, She then removed her jeans and panties, and tried to cover her self with her hands, She was completely embarrassed.

"Hands to your side stupid" He told her.

She stood there naked , embarrassed, and terrified. 

"You are very well built" He told her.

"You had any kids"? He asked

"NO"! She answered slowly

"Good so you got a tight cunt don't you"? He said

she didn't answer, "Don't you bitch"?!! he yelled

'Yea I guess' she answered shyly.

"Get Undressed" The one holding the knife at Helen told her.

"OK OK Please do not hurt me" Helen answered.

"Is Rob alright"? She asked her friend.

"Yes" Paula said quietly.

They all watched as Helen removed her blouse, skirt, bra and panties.

"WOW JACKPOT" The one holding the knife stated.

Even Paula was impressed with Helen's mature taught body.

The one with the gun pushed down his sweat pants and allowed his big black ten inch cock hang out.

Paula looked

" OH MY NO NO NO" she pleaded.

"What's the matter stupid, You ante never had a black dick" He stated and laughed.

She was in shock, He is going to fuck me with that thing she thought, while completely scared to death.

The one with the knife was touching Helen's large breasts,

"OH I AM GOING TO FUCK YOU WELL" he told her.

She stood stone still as he touched her and ran the knife over her throat.

"Just don't hurt me" She insisted.

The one with the gun soon had Paula on her knee's making her suck his big young black cock.

"AAAACCCCCGGGGKKKK" She chocked out as he drove his cock into her throat.

And then again and again 

"AAAAACCCCCGGGGKKKK" They all heard as she choked on black dick. The one with the knife told Helen to get on her knee's and suck his cock also.

Soon she had his nine and a half inch black rod out and was stroking it.

"Yea Babe" He told her. Soon she mouthed his large stiff black cock, she held his big black balls, "OOHH YEA" He moaned.

The one with the Gun, brought Paula up and bent her over the counter, and rammed his big cock up her pink spread pussy, 

"OOOOHHH ITSS BIG" Paula screamed out.

"Take it white bitch"! He told her.

"DONT GET ME PREGNANT" She cried.

He shoved deeper into her slick mature cunt,

"AAAAAHHHH"!!!!! she yelled

Rob in the back room had tears in his eyes, He heard his wife's screams and knew they were raping her.

Paula's yells filled the house, Her pussy was stretched as it had never been, Rob only produced her a six inch white dick, This young black male was hung like a horse, He plowed her like a fuck machine, He mauled her large fleshy tits as he tore into her flesh.

"OH YOU ARE TIGHT" He told her, as he drove his self further in, 

"OOOH IT HURTS"!!! Paula cried. The one with the knife had Helen on her back, legs spread and licked her soft older white pussy on the kitchen table, "OOOOHHH" she moaned as his large rough toung licked away at her cunt.

Soon he stopped and entered her with his large stiff cock.

"SLOW PLEASE GO SLOW" Helen said to him, She was so tight as he pushed his self into her slit.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHH"!!!!! Helen groaned as this young man forced his way up inside her older pussy. Once in he pulled back and slid forward again,

"OOOHH MMYY GGOODD"!!! She cried.

He stroked his hips harder and lifted her legs higher and sucked her nipples as he fucked her.

"OOOOHHHH"!!! She cried out loudly, She adored this huge cock penetrating her older ripe body.

The one with the gun put Paula onto her knee's and fucked her titties until he exploded upon her face and chest. 

"AAAAAAAHHHH" He loudly barked as he came upon her.

The one with Helen soon pulled her off the table and put her feet on the ground and fucked her from behind, He rammed his length into her while gripping her big breasts. 

"OOOOOHHHH OOOHHH"!!! Helen moaned out. She orgasm ed upon his big young thick shaft. He squeezed her big breasts harder as he came inside her mature ultra tight pussy.

She felt his spurts of come inside her and it gave her a warmth that only a woman knows. When he pulled out Helen scrambled to her knee's and sucked his cock dry.

Then he took the knife and went to Paula, and told her to take him to the money, 

He followed Paul as she took him into the closet where they kept the cash on hand.

Paula nervously opened the small safe, 

"There's six hundred dollars in there" Paula told him.

"That's all"? He questioned her. "I'm sorry" Paula said shyly.

"OH Gosh" He stated. "Get on your knee's" He said

Soon she was forced to suck his black cock. And he fucked her roughly.

In the kitchen, Helen was having to suck the other mans larger cock, when It was hard her titty fucked her 36F's and the he fucked her older already stretched white pussy with his huge rod.

Paula could hear her moans from the kitchen. 

The young man inside her used her roughly until he pulled out and jerked his self upon her big breasts.

The grabbing the cash he took her back into the kitchen, Just in time he watch as his buddy jacked off all over Helen's big tits 

"OOHH OOHH OOHH"!!! He yelled as he ejaculated all over her large fleshy mounds.

Once done he yanked up his sweatpants, and the two ran out of the house passing Rob upon the floor, as they did, They ran through the wooded area back to their parked truck.

"OH MY GOD"!!! Paula screamed and ran naked to her husband.

She used scissors to cut her husband free of the duck tape, as Helen re dressed in the kitchen.

Once the tape was off Robs mouth

"OH HONEY I am so sorry" 

"I didn't even see them" He told her 

"They raped me" "They raped me" She cried out.

"OH BABY" He said holding her with tears in his eyes, 

Later They talked with Helen and they were all traumatized by this event, But Helen told them that she wouldn't be a part of calling the police, 

Because she worked for the school and didn't want her name in the newspaper, They all agreed not to go to the police, Because they wouldn't ever catch them anyway and it wouldn't be good for any of them to go through this.

Paula went to take a shower and Helen drove herself home, and got into her shower after she arrived.

The end



Horny Bro & Sis



"Cara do you want a vodka and orange?" asked Kieran whilst entering his sister's room.

"Kieran I am getting changed!" The brother stood in amazement as he saw his sister standing wearing a tight white skirt and her red lacy bra. He knew his sister had big tits but now that he had seen them unleashed was startled. They were beautifully formed and a good 38dd pair of breasts.

"Oh I'm sorry said Kieran."

"Well no harm done really."

"And yes, I'd love a drink!"

"O.K I'll just bring it up."

Kieran walked back out the room, when he got downstairs he felt his hard 8" cock which had arisen after the incident. He poured the drink and journeyed back to his sister's room who was on her way to meet friends in the city.

He knocked this time and asked if she was decent. "Yes Kieran, come in." replied his sis.

"Kieran about before when you saw me in my bra, I couldn't help notice that you just looked at my tits, now normally I would have yelled at you but for some strange reason I didn't, do you know why?" asked Cara.

"Well no, why?" replied Kieran sitting the drink down.

"Because I realised that it was a stare you give to something you want."

"Am I right." asked the sister.

"Ye.. Yeah." stuttered the brother

"Well I would be a party pooper if I didn't show you them in their full beauty."

Kieran stood in amazement as his sister started unzipping her red top which fell to the ground, she pulled her brother towards her and said to him in his ear

"Kiss me." Without any hesitation he leaned in towards her and started to massage her tongue with his. Moving him on to her bed where he sat.

Cara stood above her brother gazing into his eyes, she let go of his hand and started to unclasp her bra which was now only being held to her chest by her hands. Then in one sudden move the red lacy bra fell to the ground and Kieran stood in amazement as he saw two great tits before him.

"Suck them, now." cara said in an ordering voice. Without any pause kieran sucked his sis's tits from one nipple to the next. Then he unzipped her skirt which was pornographic like. He stood up, there it was the site he had wanked over a thousand times. His big sister in a white thong and tits hanging out gagging for it.

Cara started pulling down her bro's sport shorts and to her surprise saw that he was not waring briefs or boxers, just a 8" erect cock.

She started to wank him off to kierans pleasure, She went down on to her Knees and started deepthroating her bro's cock, "Suck it bitch." ordered Kieran

Kieran came in his sisters mouth, who swallowed every drop. She then removed her thong and to her brothers delight her pussy was shaved.

"Have you got protection?" asked Cara 

"No, have you."

" Yeah but it was for someone tonight at the club, then again seeing as its you."

Cara pulled out a condom from her bag and paced it on her bro's cock

"Now give it to me doggy style." said Cara who was on all fours on her bed fingering her clit. Kieran got down an insert his cock into her pussy wasting no time at all he rocked her as fast as he could whilst she was fondling his balls and sucking her own massive tits. "I'm cumming, oh shit, kieran exploded his juice inside the condom.

They sat there for a few minutes exhausted, think he should go he got up and collected his things but Cara said, "It's not over we have more things left." taking her dildo out of her bag and told Kieran to start wanking. he started to and Cara also place her 10" dildo into her pussy, in and out, not forgetting to suck her massive wonders.

They played with each other all night long, well until their parents got home.