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My First Time

By: Kristofer



I sat there in a nervous wreck. I couldn't really describe the feeling. She sit on top of her desk looking at me with her beautiful blue eyes. Looking at her made me week, ok yes I know she was a bit older, ok, ok, ok, she's my teacher, but am just a senior in detention. I never really looked at her this way.

She looked right into my eyes. "Ok Jason, what are we going to do about your research paper. It's two weeks late."

"I'm sorry Miss Jinkins, but I've been real busy with basketball, babysitting my little sister, work." I said with a little stutter in my voice.

"That's ok, but I'll give one more week, then It's a note to your mom. Ok?"

"Yes ma'am."

She spread her leg apart slightly, reveling her nice black panties. I couldn't help but look at them. I noticed that I was getting hard sitting there looking at her panties, "wait a minute," I thought, "This is my teacher, she wouldn't do that." I looked up to she her noticing me looking at her.

"You like my new panties. I just got them." She smiled at me as if she had something in mind. "Would you like a better look?" 

I found myself nodding "yes", not realizing what I was just about to do. 

She stood up slow, then started to unzip it in the back, letting it fall to the floor. "Do you like them?" 

Again I nodded "yes". 

She stepped out of them as she walked to me. She pulled me to my feet, then proceeded to kiss me. It was like no kiss I ever had before, It felt like an explosion. I begin to feel her hands probing my pants, looking for my now extremely hard cock. I hard a sigh of glee as she found it. Pulling away from my mouth she begin to unzip my pants and starts to remove them. She pulled my boxers off and to the floor.

I stepped out of them as she kissed up my leg. Suddenly she started to lick and suck on my balls, her mouth felt so good against them. I placed my hand on her head, and tilted my head back to relax. She sat more on her desk, the knelt down as she proceeded to start sucking my hard cock. She slowly licked the tip of the head, moving her tongue along the shaft, she then toke my cock all the way down her throat. Her head moved up and down as she sucked hard and slow. I moaned in pleasure, feeling her tongue move along my shaft as she sucked. She begin to move faster and suck harder. 

She lifted her head, looked me in the eyes, and said, "get up." I stood up, pulled her panties off and sat on the desk, so I kneeled down. I knew what she wanted. I had done it before on my ex-girlfriend, I spread her legs as I licked up her thighs, slowly getting closer to her wet pussy. As my tongued entered her pussy she moaned loudly, grabbing my head and shoving my tongue deeper in her pussy. I loved the taste of her pussy. She pulled my head up and told me to fuck her. I slide my cock slowly into her pussy, she moaned as I did. I pushed my hips into her, trusting my cock deeper into her wet pussy. She pulled me deeper in to her, moaning loudly she dug her nails into my back. I was getting closer to cumming and I believed she was to. 

I pulled out as she started to get down, she turned and bent over the desk. I shoved my cock in her pussy as she moaned with pleasure. I pushed my hips into her as I pulled her to me. Our bodies became one in the ecstasy. I stared to push harder, faster deeper into her as I got closer to cumming. She began to scream louder and louder, I know she was about to cum all over my cock. 

"Cum in me, Jason!" she screamed as I pushed harder, I felt the pressure build up in my cock until I exploded. 

"I'm CUUMMMING" I screamed, she begin to cum too. I felt her juices cover my cock, as I cummed inside her. I fell against her, taking a few short breaths.

She turned around a I pulled out, "You are amazing," she said with a grin.

"This was my first time." I replayed

She looked at me, "Will then you did a good job, you'll make some girl proud too have sex with you."

The next day she handed me a note the said, "Yesterday was wonderful, I want you to fuck me again today. Meet me after school at me house here's the address..." And well, you know the rest of my story. Have fun all, I'm off to have some fun.

My First Time



My story is almost a cliché but it is true. I joined the military right out of high school, still a virgin. I was literally young, dumb, and full of cum. Previously I had moved around from school to school so I didn't have a whole lot of 'social skill' with women. All I knew was I was horny a lot. Well, one night all of the pieces fell into place: I was horny, I was drunk, I had a buddy who knew where there was some hookers, and I had just got paid. It seemed that destiny had finally called my number.

The two of us loaded up in his old road hog Chevy and headed down the 'other' strip, the one that ran parallel to the main highway. Halfway through another beer he points and says, bingo! Across the way, barely in sight from the shadows there was a group of women standing together against the Oklahoma chill. We turned and parked a close distance away, he said "go get us a couple" and I was out the door. As I approached staggering slightly hoping I wasn't too obvious but too drunk to really care, a tall Jamaican woman stepped out and hooked my arm in hers, "Well, babe, you lookin for a date?" She said, while looking around, "... maybe a good fuck?" She led me through a little walkway and out into a trailer park. We were up inside one a few moments later, just me her and my half beer. She turned on a porno and said she'd be right back. I tried to focus on the action but couldn't, fortunately she came back and began undressing both me and herself. I felt like I was in a dream, she was pressed up against me though, her body nice and solid. She was about a foot taller than me, and was a 'healthy' woman, nice thick thighs, big round ass, just a meaty woman, not fat. She sat me down on the bed and went down on me without much ceremony- she was good, as a pro should be. And I was mounted soon after, my first feel of pussy. Oh, wow. Had I not been so drunk, I don't know if I would have lasted the penetration. She worked up and down on my lap pulling on her tits and urging me on. My hands gravitated to that ass of hers and she smiled after a bit, "Is that what you want to hold? You want to fuck me from behind?" I nodded vigorously.

She slid off and lay on her stomach with her ass off the bed so I could get a good angle at her pussy. Man I was in heaven. I groped those beautiful brown buns and guided my dick in between searching for the hot spot. With a little help I was inside her again soon and pumping away. I felt like I was higher than I had ever been. I was in love. She moaned me on to fuck her harder, to fuck her black pussy, to fill her with my hot cum, all of this pushed me up to the edge of my first orgasm in a woman, but I couldn't cum! I kept fucking and fucking, I thought I was gonna pass out. The thought came to mind that I had drank too much and that I wouldn't be able to cum. She must have sensed it too and slowed me down to a teasingly slow pace and began to pump back against me, talking to me the whole time, "You gonna cum for me honey? You know you always wanted to buck up against a nice black ass. I’m gonna fuck the cum right out of your white nuts. Give it to me. Fill my black ass with your cum. You fill me up good and maybe next time I’ll put you up my ass for real. I can take it. I love young white cocks up my ass. You'd love to pump my big ass wouldn't you baby?" I remember those exact words to this day, and I remember that I came almost in time with her last words, hard and strong inside her. I slipped out and shot another stream across her ass and back. I was done, I had did it.

Only then did I remember that my buddy had dropped me off and was probably waiting on me- hopefully waiting on me. My Jamaican teacher offered to let me stay the whole night, as long as I could stand it, and I was tempted to empty my wallet and stay, but I knew I wouldn't have a way back on base and would definitely not be back on time if I stayed. So I left and was picked up by my buddy a little while later as he was driving up and down the block, "What the fuck, man?!" he laughed, " I told you to go score us a couple and you were gone for 45 minutes!" I grinned and offered to pay the rest of the night at the titty-bar, and that was good enough for him.



My First Time



I couldn't move my eyes, and yet, I couldn't bear to not see. I knew that I was staring; yet it was impossible for me to look away. She was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. As she swept down the staircase, I was amazed at the length of her legs, as she was really no taller than I was. Her breasts, too, were no bigger than mine, yet on her they appeared so sensual, and oh! How the silk clung to her ass as if inviting a lover's caress. I glanced at my companion, but she too mesmerized him. Humph, it's been a long time, longer than I want to think about since he's looked at me like that, but I'd think about that later. I turned back towards the stage, and tried to remind myself to blink. I could feel my heartbeat and it was pounding in more places than just my chest. 

What was wrong with me? I'm a woman, and she's a woman, and I've never, and Will Never, but yet, I continued to stare and continued to lust. Lust? I can't be lusting after her; she's a she! I turned to the one I'm very proud to admit that I still lust after, hoping that he wouldn't have noticed my reaction to her. And there he sat, staring at me. I closed my eyes, this couldn't be happening to me. As I was about to reach for my drink, I noticed that my nails were clutching at the flesh of my companion's hand, perhaps he wouldn't say anything if, indeed, he had noticed. Do you want her, he asked, I immediately closed my eyes again, believing that when I opened them again, I would not be sitting here, in a gentleman's club, with the man I love, feeling more than just a little turned on by a woman. I tried to swallow but realized that my mouth was dry. As I opened my eyes, I turned to him and stated the obvious; 'she was pretty'. 

You want her, he stated. I didn't answer, how could I, to admit that I felt that way about a woman? and yet, I couldn't deny it either. Already the interior of my bra was roughing up my nipples, and I couldn't plead a throbbing headache, as the throbbing was no where near my head. Thankfully, I wasn't flowing, but I knew that I was more than just a little damp. After all, he was the man, she would respond to him long before she would respond to me. Respond? 

What was I thinking about? I didn't want her to respond to me, I didn't want to respond to her! And yet, I could feel myself searching the room for her. 'She's coming up on our right', he told me. I stared straight ahead, afraid to look, not wanting to look, refusing to look. There was a light touch on my shoulder; I nearly jumped out of my skin. With the huskiest of giggles she placed her other hand on my left shoulder, 'I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you'. I smiled and assured her that it was fine, no harm done, all the while trying desperately not to blurt out, 'I want you'. 'I've never seen you here before', she said, 'and believe me I would have noticed'. Nervously I laughed, of the women in the club who didn't work there, I was one of four and we were each very different from the others. I cleared my throat several times before being able to tell her that it was all his idea. 

As she turned to thank him, all I could think of was how much I wanted to run my tongue over her body. Her eyes glided over me, I thought I was melting, 'are you bisexual' she purred. 'Not yet', I answered, (NOT YET, what could have made me say that) 'umm I mean, no, no, no, I'm not, bisexual, no, no, I'm not'. 'I think I liked the first answer better', she said as she was staring into my eyes. 'This place is really hot', I exclaimed, 'I'm melting', (oh no, did I just say that) 'temperature!' I screamed. I looked over at my lover, who was trying to not laugh. He ran his tongue around his lips the way he does when he wants to remind me just how good he is when he goes down on me. 

How could he have possibly known that was exactly what I wanted to do to this lovely woman in front of us? Again, I just closed my eyes, praying for aliens to come and take me. I felt a hand on my thigh, sliding closer to my pussy, which damned it, was starting to quiver. I squeezed my eyes tighter. 'I don't think it's the air in the room which has you so hot', she whispered, 'and if I'm right, and I'm the reason you are melting, I'm honored'. My eyes flew open, her crimson lips were mear centimeters from mine, I could feel my head, of it's own accord, reaching forward to her face, her lips, I wanted to feel their softness with mine. A sound like that of a weak animal emerged from my throat. I threw myself backward against the chair I glanced over at my man. 

His eyes were glazed; I realized then how much he wanted her. I had to stop this. I was barely able to eek out a mumbled 'I'm sorry'. She was smiling a bright smile and said that was ok, nothing to be sorry about. As she leaned down to kiss my cheek, she whispered, 'I dropped my phone number in your purse, use it any time you want', and then she was gone. 'Please!’ I begged, 'can we please go home'? 

The next day I set out to do some shopping while trying to come to terms with my thoughts of what had happened the night before. Although my fascination with a woman seemed to do quite a bit for my lover, and hence, luckily for me, he made sure his eagerness reflected in my reactions, I still wasn't sure that my breath had caught up to me from last night, I was having trouble, coming to terms with the thoughts that had ridden rampant through my mind the evening before. 

The store was crowded, but when I thought I had heard a whispered 'hello,' I turned to look, and there to my shock, was the woman I had lusted, yes, lusted after, the very woman that I'm sure both of us had fantasized about during at least part of last night. Even as my vaginal muscles clenched, my nipples seemed to be reaching out in a greeting all their own. Part of me wanted to die of embarrassment, the rest of me wanted to make sure that if I died, it would be in her arms. She was wearing what any other woman would be wearing on a cold day such as today was, jeans and a sweater, yet, I found myself even more entranced by her today than I had been only the night before. 

There was nothing showy about her today, yet I remembered that body, and a familiar yearning started deep within me. As I stood there, rudely starring, something inside me reminded me to say Hello. We spoke for a few minutes and discovered that her shopping would be taking her to the same places as mine would be taking me. Coincidence? Perhaps. After spending several hours in her company I found that not only was she sexy but fun, not like me at all, and yet, very much like me. As we were deciding to go and grab a bite to eat, she looked at me, or was it through me, and quietly asked, you've never been with a woman have you? How could it show? Better yet, how did it show that I had wanted to be? 

How many years had passed before I found the courage to say a simple, no? Neither of us spoke for a minute as she turned back towards the overhead menu. As she turned back to me, I could feel my nipples reacting even before she spoke. Would you rather go back to my place and grab a pot of tea and some cookies. Here was my moment, I could easily say yes, and yet just as easily say that I was more than 'cookies hungry, I wanted a real meal.' I knew, already I knew her enough to know; she would not have found fault in either of my answers. I stared into the deep pools of her eyes and said that I would gladly go to her place if it meant a decent pot of tea. We both laughed as I turned her and shoved her towards the door, lead me to my tea! I yelled. 

I was lucky that she lived no more than minutes away from where we had been, if it had taken only a few more seconds, I can't be certain that I would have gone through with it, and yet, I knew that whatever was to happen, I would be the one to call the shots. 

After deciding that perhaps a hot toddy would be better for us than tea, we each curled up in her living room, me on the chair, where I perhaps felt safest for the moment, she on the couch. We sipped our drinks and stared into the fire glowing within her fireplace. Perhaps it was the warmth, the fire, the drink, or a combination of all three, but this time when she looked over at me, I no longer wanted to run and hide. The couch really is at a better angle to catch the warmth of the fire, she laughed, and I really don't bite, I promise you. I smiled back and surprised even myself as I arose to walk towards the couch. As I snuggled myself deep within the opposite corner, she laughed out loud, and looking at her, I too, started laughing. The laughter seemed to have helped. 

As this beautiful creature turned to me and asked 'Why not," I didn't bother to insult either of us by pretending I didn't know what she was talking about. Never wanted to before, I replied. Thinking back to the night I had had with my significant other, to the times my hips had tried to reach the ceiling, my barely muted screams of ecstasy, the multitude of climaxes, I smiled and added, never needed to either. It's different she said, as she reached over to touch my hand, sometimes it can be softer. She leaned forward and brushed her lips over mine, at first I tensed but as her fingers found their way under my sweater and bra, my moans, brought forth by her gentle kneading of my breasts, told her more than enough. She attempted to deepen the kiss, and this time, I responded. 

Our tongues twined together as I felt myself getting more than just damp. I clumsily reached for her nipples, the size, shape and weight of them I had never held before, never kneaded before. She gently tugged me towards her, settling me against her shoulder. As she continued to kiss my head and face, she whispered see how nice soft and gentle can be? Mmmm, I conceded, and murmured, thinking again of last night, yet, sometimes soft isn't what I need. Oh? She asked very quietly? As her fingers now manipulated my nipples with a firmness which sent rivers flowing through my body. I knew I was within seconds of climax and started to cling to her even more. 

More daring than I knew myself even to be, I pulled the sweater from her body and began sucking on the firm nipples of hers, I nipped at them with my teeth. Her fingers brought me to the fastest climax I had ever reached, and one of the hardest. She whispered in a voice so low I had to strain to hear it, is there anything, anything at all, that you've never told him about, anything your body desires, tell me, tell me what it is that he does for you that sends you into a higher level and tell me what your body craves for. As her fingers were still playing with my overly wet pussy, she moved her mouth to cover my breast.

Tell her, my head screamed, tell her what you've been keeping back from him. Her fingers sent me to another wild hard climax, I nearly told her. Yet, I had kept it from him since the first time he sent me to that plane of pure feeling, how could I possibly tell her? Again she sent me, and again, and yet again. I parted my legs, in a silent plea for more, she replied by sending me yet again, as she was sending me on yet another ascent, tell me she coaxed. I was flying higher and higher yet, even as my legs spread to an as yet unknown wideness, I screamed, spank me! In a flash I was over on my belly and being spanked with such ferocity that I didn't know whether to cry out in release or pain, again and again her hand came down over my ass, again and again I wanted to cry out, stop, yet I didn't, I couldn't, the pain and the pleasure was so intense that I refused to give it up, she continued to spank and spank with as much force as she was capable, oh my ass how it hurt, yet, how good it all felt, tears fell from my eyes and yet I couldn't stop her, didn't want to stop her, finally I was crying, and just as quickly as it had begun, I was turned onto my back and with her many fingers filling all there was of me, sent me into the highest and wildest realm I had ever known. 

Much later, as I was leaving, still trembling from the severe spanking and the heaviness of the climaxes, I noticed a whip by the other side of the bed. I turned pointedly at her, looked back to the whip, and again looked back at her. Next time little one she smiled, next time...



My First Time



It was a hot summer night and my best friend Sara and I were watching TV. She and I were both young. I had never kissed a boy, much less another girl. All of a sudden she turned to me and said, "do you want to play?" There was something in her voice that made me a little afraid, but a lot curious, so I said sure. I knew that she had kissed girls before, but I had no idea what was in store for me.

We went into her bedroom and she locked the door. She told me to sit on the bed. I did and she sat beside me. She put her hand on my leg and whispered into my ear, "I want you." I didn't know what to say so I stayed quiet. She told me to take my shirt off, and I did. She put a hand on my shoulder and pushed me back on the bed. She started caressing my stomach and chest, never touching my breasts. I let my eyes close and she leaned over me and kissed me. 

A light sensual kiss. Then she pried my mouth open with her tongue. It was my first real kiss, and it was wonderful. She kissed my neck and ears and chest, still careful not to attend to my waiting breasts. She took off her top and told me to finish undressing. She did the same. Her body was beautiful. I'd seen it before, but never paid that much attention. She had beautiful breasts, not large by any means as the had just started to appear a year ago. She got on top of me and the heat from her body was arousing, and she smelled divine. She kissed me again. I couldn't believe that my first sexual experience was going to be with my best friend. 

She had me put my hands above my head and continued her kissing from before. This time she started at my neck, to my shoulders, and finally, finally she grazed my nipple. It sent a wave of pleasure through my body. She took it in her mouth sucked a little and teased it with her tongue. She did the same with the other and moved on down to my stomach. She continued to play with my erect nipples until she got to my wet pussy. She licked me up and down, and stimulated my clitoris with her fingers. 

Before I knew it she had one of them inside my throbbing pussy. Then two and then three. She was making me feel like I'd never felt before. I had my first orgasm. She continued this for what felt like hours, but I'm sure was just minutes. 

After that it was my turn to try to make her feel like she had just made me feel. I turned her over onto her back and started to kiss her gently on the mouth. I was still so hot for her that it wasn't long before I was sucking her nipples, I thought that I was in heaven. I loved the feel of her hard nipple in my mouth, teasing it with my tongue. I loved the squeals that were coming from her mouth. As I played with one nipple and sucked the other, I reached down and massaged her clitoris. 

She let out a moan. I stuck my finger inside her. Then two, then three, and then four. She loved it. She was practically impaling herself on my hand. I thought that if she loved four, why not the whole hand. I slowly massaged her insides with my fingers and worked my way past my third row of knuckles. By now she couldn't control herself. She was moaning and grinding onto my hand. I felt her cum all over my hand and wrist, and she begged me to stop. I kept going for a few minutes, and then stopped. 

We kissed each other for a little while, and I decided to taste her pussy. I slid down and started caressing her opening with my tongue, swirling it around and once and a while shoving it into her. She liked that. I fucked her pussy with my tongue until she came in my mouth. I couldn't get enough of her, I licked her clean and since we planned for a sleep-over anyway, we fell asleep in each other's arms. 

Sara and I had a wonderful summer together.



My First Time



My First Time (True Story)

I am a bi girl with a preference for girls, here is my first time with another woman some years ago when I was 20.

I am pretty much of a beach bum and get to the beach as much as possible, I have black hair and a good body as I go to gym and generally am in good shape.

I was lying on the beach in my usual spot tanning and enjoying the sun.

After a while a blonde lady with a golden tan lay down near to me and after a while we started talking her name was Joan she was married her husband was at work and she loved tanning at the beach like me.

I found out that she was 42 but would have never said so as she really had a fantastic body which did get my attention as I was secretly bi-curious.

Over a couple of weeks we met at the same spot on numerous occasions and just talked. Then one day she invited me to come to her flat, which was a few minutes walk away, for a drink and something to eat.

We went over to her place and I must say it was really a fantastic place with a sundeck and a great view of the ocean.

We had a few glasses of wine and were generally having a good time, after a while Joan stood up and took her top off and sat in the sun topless and invited me to do so, I was a bit nervous but took my top off as her flat was totally private and she would be the only one who would see my breasts.

Joan had small breasts with big nipples and I was getting a bit horny from looking at them, and the wine was not helping.

Joan offered to put some sun screen cream on my body as it was rather hot, I agreed and she started rubbing it into my back and working her way down my legs. This was really starting to get me going.

Joan told me to lie on my back so she could start on my front. I turned over and she started rubbing again, my nipples were rock hard and Joans hands brushed against them and she stopped and smiled at me and asked if I was horny.

I was really embarrassed and told her I was, with that she leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth, and slid her tongue into my mouth, I could not believe this was happening, her tongue was very long, I just started to suck on it.

We ended up in her bedroom, she devoured my body with her mouth and spent hours fucking me with her tongue from my mouth to my breasts onto my pussy and she also stuck her tongue into my anus which drove me wild and has since become something I love. 

I licked her pussy and loved it and we spend the day playing with her vibrator and later after a few weeks of sex she bought a strap on which was a fantastic experience which I still love today.

I was not Joans first girlfriend, she had, had a few experiences before me, I am so glad that she was the one to point me in the right direction when it came to lesbian sex.

We still meet years later and the sex only gets better.



My First Time



For a young girl I found myself very interested in sex still being a virgin at the age of nineteen.

My father was a very passionate man, when ever I needed to know about something or was curious about something he would give me the answer.

When I started my period my Daddy explained it and showed me how to use a tampon. Normally this would be a mothers job, but she left us when I was two, never to be heard from again, so now I have my Daddy to teach me about girl things.

My father and I are very close, and I could ask him anything and expect the truth, well I wanted to ask him about sex, I wanted to know how to do it, how it felt.

I thought about it a lot, and decided that since my Daddy had seen my vagina so many times( although it has been a long time since the last time he saw it), and taught me so many things that he would be the perfect one to teach me how to have sex, trouble was, would he go for it?

I made a plan to try to get my Daddy to make love to me, here's what I did.

It was a stormy night, the rain was falling the lightning flashing and the thunder pounding, as I lay there in my bed I decided this was it. 

I got out of bed and went to my dresser, I combed my hair and sprayed some perfume. Then I took off my pajamas and put on a t-shirt, I looked at my self in the mirror and decided to remove my panties. My little heart pounding with the flashes of lightning outside the window, I proceeded to my Daddy's room.

I opened the door and walked to my Daddy's side, I just stood there for a minute looking down at him, imagining how it would be. I felt a tingle that I had never felt before begin between my legs. I reached out and put my hands on his shoulders shaking him gently, "Daddy, wake up, I'm scared of the storm" his eyes opened and a smile came across his lips, "baby it will be ok just go back to bed and go to sleep" he whispered. I then asked "Can I sleep with you tonight Daddy?"

He answered "sure baby" as he folded down the other side of the blankets. I ran to the other side and hopped into the bed. I began to shake with anticipation of what was about to come,

My Daddy must have felt the bed shaking because he asked "baby are you ok" as he rolled over and kissed my forehead. "I'm cold and scared Daddy" I whispered. 

He reached over and placed a hand on my hip and pulled my body to him, into my ear he whispered, "Daddy's here shhhh Daddy will take care of you." again I felt that little sensation between my legs. I lifted on leg onto Daddy across his waist, I could feel his penis begin to harden, he put his hand on my thy and began to massage it gently. I lay there on my belly and him on his back rubbing my thy. I could feel his hand moving around in circles moving further up the back of my thy with each round he made. I lifted up and kissed his cheek and lay back down. before long his hand came to my butt. He stopped moving his hand for a moment, I think he realized I was not wearing any panties, he turned his head to me and asked " are you ok baby" I whispered "yes Daddy I'm great." 

Once again he smiled and looked into my eyes, then he started to knead my butt cheek, Now I could feel that his penis was rock hard and pressing into the inside part of my thy, my virgin slit began to become wet. As Daddy massaged my butt I could feel his fingers brush my slit and the wetness massaged beck in to my butt cheek. After a couple of minutes of him brushing my slit he just started sliding his fingers up and down my slit across my butt hole and to my slit. I sighed and just lay there as my Daddy inserted a finger into my hole. I moved my leg down off of his crotch and began to rub his swollen member through his boxers. Then I slipped my hand under the elastic band and held the warm, hard, throbbing dick in my hand, stroking it slowly. Daddy was pushing his fingers in and out of my hole very fast as my juices coated his fingers. I stopped stoking my Daddy's dick and climbed on top of him sitting down on his crotch with my little vagina. He took his hands and slid them up my belly and to my firm little titties, I looked down at him with a smile.

He pulled his hands down and grab the bottom of my shirt, lifting it and removing it over my head. as he threw it to the floor, he put his hand on my shoulders and pulled me down to him where his lips came to my young firm breasts. I kissed the top of his head as he went back and forth sucking on my hardened nipples. After a few minutes I felt him push his hips into my crotch. God how I wanted Daddy to fuck me. I rose up as he pulled his boxers off and as I sat back down I could feel his naked dick on my very wet vagina. 

With a flash of lightning he grabbed me, rolled me over and was laying on top of me, " I love you so much Daddy" I panted. 

"I love you more" he said as he placed his mouth to mine, our tongues, wrestling, then I felt him raise up and rub his hard penis between my virgin lips, then with a quick thrust I felt him push into me, the pain was intense, I just closed my eyes and tried to relax as my hole tried to adjust to the size of him inside me, he just laid there, inside me motionless, still locked in our kiss. I could barely breath with the weight of him pressing down on me, but it felt so good. After a minute or two he began to pump his dick in and out of me, slow and deep. 

"Oh Daddy that feels so good, please don't stop." I screamed out. Soon his pace quickened, I faded off into a blissful sleep as Daddy pounded into me. Soon he began to moan, "oh baby, oh baby I'm gonna, oh baby I'm gonna cum in you, ohhh yes here it comes ohhh ohhhh yesssssss" I could feel his dick throb and jump inside my belly, then the cum running out my hole and down across my ass as he lay down on top of me, breathing heavily in to my ear. 

"I love you baby" he said as we fell asleep with him stilll inside me, now we fuck every night and soon I will be giving birth to his baby, my child and my sibling, I love him, good night.



My First Time



This story is a true account of my first gay experience. I'm not making any of it up, and I'm not exaggerating any part of it; what you get is how it happened, even though I could probably make it a little more erotic.

It was last Thanksgiving Day. I was driving home from supper at my parents' place, and I stopped off at the porn store. I got a few (straight) magazines and headed home. As I flipped through the softcore-couples porn, where the woman holds the cock up to her lips, or her pussy, but never touches, I noticed I was paying more attention to the cocks. I'd been doing this the last few times, but usually later in the evening, after the bars were closed. Not this time.

After stopping in the washroom to shave, brush my teeth, and thoughtfully clean out my butt crack, I checked the phone book for the addresses of gay clubs. My city has three main gay clubs: the Roost, a popular dance club for gays, lesbians, and their straight friends (I ruled this one out because there was too much of a chance of running into someone I know), Boots & Saddle, a cowboy bar, and Buddy's, a basement bar in an area I was familiar with. I decided to go to the latter.

After a short drive across the bridge I'd driven over so many times, I found myself at the top of the stairs leading down into the club. I'd been there before it was a gay club, before there was that huge rainbow flag hanging from the ceiling. 

Down the stairs, the club was moderately dead. The bartender was a big, gay looking guy I didn't find that attractive. Out of habit, I walked nervously over. "Hi?" I said in an uncharacteristically ditzy voice. "What are your drink specials?"

I felt like a slut. I also had to go to the bathroom. I asked a beefy guy who looked like a security guard where the washroom was, and went in.

When I came out, I decided to check out the other patrons. There were some cute guys playing pool, but I figured they'd ignore me. Correctly.

I went and sat in a corner table away from everyone else and took out a to-do list, just so I'd have something to do with my hands. 

The fat, ugly guy in his late thirties seemed to be slowly easing his way over to me. I waited patiently until he came close enough to put his drink on my table. "Hello," he smiled.

I had trouble smiling back--he was very unattractive--but I introduced myself. He told me his name, which I later forgot. We made polite conversation, but didn't get very far. I noticed a big bulge in his track pants, as if he wasn't wearing any underwear and was sporting a sizeable erection. 

"I'm guessing by the size of this that we're both here for the same thing." I tapped him on the tip of his prick. It was already wet with precum, even through his track pants. And it was very wet. The entire area around his crotch was wet with a sweet-smelling ooze. 

He took my inviting comment as an opportunity to sit right up next to me--this butt-ugly guy, feeling me up with his meaty hands as he made out the shape of my cock through my pants. It felt weird, but not for the reason I was expecting.

The conversation turned to what I'd call shop talk: about our cocks. He asked me if I had a big cock; I told him I thought so. He asked me if I was circumcised, and I said yes. He told me he wasn't. 

He stood up and put his back to the hot guys playing pool, so nobody could see what he was doing. He lifted his cock out over the elastic on the track pants. It was the width of a beer bottle. I didn't think it was possible to get a prick so huge on a human being. Later on, I felt a little jealous, but at the time, I was bursting with the thought of having a cock this size to play with. I didn't even know if I could fit the whole thing in my mouth; certainly not in my ass. I wrapped my hand around it, and my fingers couldn't touch my thumb.

I told him I wanted to get out of there and do some wild things with him, but he suggested we have another beer. We sat there another 15 minutes, getting closer as he stroked my now insignificant cock through my pants. 

When we left, we took separate cars back to my place (he told me he was in town on business). As we drove, I considered the notion that I could probably lose him if I tried. I didn't, and when we got to my place, I took him up into my apartment.

He immediately went to the bathroom, and I got changed into something else. A bathrobe and underwear. When he came out, he suggested we have another beer. We sat on the couch, and he leaned over to kiss me. The thought of kissing those tight fish lips repulsed me; I told him I wasn't in to kissing, and gave him one quick peck on his moistened lips. I slammed my beer and hurriedly pulled his cock out of his pants. 

I found that it did fit into my mouth, but just barely. My lips were stretched to the absolute limit around his dripping rod.

I proceeded to do the up-and-down on his cock, enjoying the feel of it on my tongue. I found that as I sucked his monstrous cock, I didn't have to look at his hideous face. 

After five minutes of this, I was aching for the taste of his cream. "Come on, cum," I told him. 

He suggested we go to the bed, so we got up and moved our operation over there. Now as I sucked him off he jacked himself, and soon his hand took over the entire operation. Once he started to ejaculate, I put my lips over his knob and sucked furiously at his salty butter. 

His turn. He pulled my 6 1/2" cock into his cold mouth at an odd angle. We did it for a bit, but I felt kind of odd, and my erection went down. We stopped for a bit, but my cock didn't get up again. He suggested I suck him off to grow an erection again. Sure enough, after a minute of vigorous sucking, I was back at full mast. 

We started to jack ourselves off together, and it wasn't long before I came. I'm great at orgasms. That may sound like a stupid thing to say, but I really throw myself in them with the panting and grunting and tensing. I squirted my load across his face and on the wall behind him. He ejaculated again, and I found myself pushing his cum around with my tongue more than lapping it up. 

I lied down on the bed, and he started dragging his flaccid but still rhinoceros cock across my face. He got off on watching his hooded knob bounce off my lips and leave cum trails across my cheeks. After a while of this, I was starting to get impatient, and his cum-tipped cock was starting to itch me. 

We wasted a condom trying to get my dick into him, but it was just too worn out to stand up straight. I guess one orgasm was enough. 

I told him I wanted to sleep alone, so he got changed and headed to the door. We said bye as if we were two acquaintances who only barely tolerated each other, and he disappeared from my life. 

Now when I masturbate, I fixate on the flat images of cocks and try to remember the pounding stretching feeling of that cock sliding in and out of my mouth, the cock of that horrible ugly man whose name I don't remember.



My First Time



Patients at the Seattle Naval Hospital were given an opportunity to earn "open gate" liberty by volunteering for appropriate tasks in and around the hospital grounds. I had become the receptionist in the Welfare and Recreation office.

After I had become well ensconced in my new job, my boss, Lt. Kardash as asked to find a 5th Division Marine as a speaker for the 7th War Bond Drive. While having the bad luck to be wounded hardly qualified me for the status of a hero, I was reasonably articulate, and came equipped with a Purple Heart and a pair of crutches. What more could a bond drive chairperson ask? 

During the next several weeks, I spoke before civic groups and in company lunchrooms all over three counties. I don't know how many bonds I may have sold, but I found wonderful fringe benefits.

One of the last talks I gave was to the staff of Seattle's leading hotel. There were perhaps fifty people in my audience, ranging from hotel executives to the housekeeping staff. This bond drive featured a queen contest -- the establishment that sold the most bonds won the contest. The hotel's candidate was a lovely young elevator operator named Shelly who had been introduced to me before my talk, and who sat in the front row while I delivered it.

I had difficulty tearing my eyes away from her to look out into the audience as I spoke, and for good reason. Even in her clumsy elevator operator's uniform, she was a very pretty girl. She wore her cute little pillbox hat tilted high upon a coil of the richest reddish hair I have ever seen. The uniform effectively concealed her figure, but she was obviously slender and her movements were graceful. I noticed, when we shook hands, how soft and unblemished her skin was. She wore only a trace of lipstick on a mouth that was at once sensual and inviting while at the same time displaying an impish little smile as if she knew I had noticed that her eyes were green, and wondered what her body looked like under that stiff uniform.

After I gave my little pep talk, one of the hotel big shots took me to one side and asked if I was free that evening. Would I like to escort Shelly to dinner as a guest of the hotel? Hell yes!

I returned to the hotel at the agreed time and found Shelly waiting for me in the lobby. She wore her hair in lush reddish waves that fell to her shoulders and framed her face while complementing her green, semi-formal gown. A single strand of pearls called attention to her graceful neck and décolletage that emphasized her fresh young bosom. The gown hugged her womanly hips, and fell midway between her knees and ankles. She looked like a movie star as she rose and offered me her hand.

"Hello, Corporal Moore," she said in her soft voice.

She took my arm and I escorted her into the dining room. The maître'd was expecting us, and led us to a table on the edge of a small dance floor at the far end of the room. Two couples were slowly dancing between courses to the music provided by a small orchestra on a balcony above the dance floor.

No doubt sensing my uneasiness in these opulent surround ings, Shelly said, "I feel just like Cinderella."

"Does that make me Prince Charming?" I asked for wont of anything intelligent to say.

"We'll see," she said.

The significance of that cryptic remark escaped me at the moment, but I remembered it later. Dinner was served. Later, while we waited for dessert, a photographer appeared and flash bulbs began popping as Shelly and I smiled dutifully into the camera's lens. 

When it was time to escort her home, I got a cab and Shelly gave the driver her address. I was navigating in uncharted waters, but I timidly put my arm around her shoulders. She came willingly to rest against me, and even reached up to kiss my cheek.

It was a long cab ride; but it seemed only minutes before we pulled up before her door. I expected to give her a quick kiss and then direct the cabby to take me to the hospital, but that was not to be. Instead, when we arrived at her house, she almost dragged me out of the cab. "My father has been waiting up to meet you!"

"But how'll I get to Sand Point?"

"He'll take you. Don't worry."

Nevertheless, I had very mixed feelings as I watched the cab disappear around the corner. Still reluctant, I followed her into the house, and sure enough, daddy was sitting in the living room, waiting up for us.

I quickly learned that he had been a Marine in the first World War. We traded stories for about an hour while Shelly sat quietly on the sofa next to me holding my hand.

Finally she stood and yawned. "It's getting awfully late, Daddy," she said pointedly.

I expected the old man to get up and put on his coat, preparing to drive me to the Navy base, but instead he looked at his watch. Then he stood and offered his hand. "It's been good to meet you, sir," he said. Then he turned to his daughter. "Good night, dear," and he walked out of the room!

WHAT THE HELL??????? At first, I was embarrassed, confused, and even frightened. Literally, I didn't know what to do. As if to settle things, Shelly pulled me down on the sofa and kissed me on the mouth. Her subtle perfume flooded my senses, and my cock was suddenly as rigid as a crowbar. When she took my hand and placed it on her breast, I almost came in my pants! Still I hesitated.

Sensing my confusion, Shelly took my hand. "What time do you have to be back?"

After listening to me stutter and stammer for a minute or two, she smiled. "Would you like to come upstairs or would you rather stay down here?" I hesitated, but only because events had overtaken my ability to process them. My nervous system was still trying to adjust to this sudden, wholly unexpected and nearly inexplicable turn of events! "Haven't you ever -- you know -- done IT before?" she asked.

How should a young man respond to a question like that? A dozen conflicting ideas raced through my mind -- what will she think of me if I tell the truth? Will she know if I lie? I tried for neutral ground. "Suppose your mom or dad wake up?"

"They don't care," she said. "They know I've done this before. I like to think it's my contribution to the war effort!" As she spoke, she unknotted my tie and began unbuttoning my shirt. Then she stood, and quickly circled the room, turning off the lights until only the lamp by her father's chair remained lit. Just as quickly, she unbuttoned her gown, and stepped out of it.

I had my shirt off by now and watched, fascinated, as she drew her slip over her head. I had never seen a live girl in "proper" undergarments -- cast iron brassiere, steel-belted panty girdle with industrial grade garters holding up cotton stockings -- but I was willing to bet she was the most beautiful, most exquisite, most delicate, most erotic creature anyone had ever seen.

She crossed the room, and kissed me again. "When I come back," she said, "at least have your shoes off." Then she gathered up her clothes and vanished into the hall.

I still wasn't absolutely certain what lay in store. But I didn't wonder long. I had just removed my shoes when she floated back into the room wearing only a kimono. She had done something to her hair, so when she joined me on the sofa, she seemed to be sitting in the center of a red halo. She pulled my head down so our mouths met again. This time, I was shocked to feel the tip of her tongue touch the corners of my mouth. Hungrily, I took her in my arms, but she pushed me away.

"First things first," she said, as she released my belt buckle and began unbuttoning my pants. I had a serious erection by this time, and I was very embarrassed about it. I tried to conceal it from her, but she would have none of it. She had my pants down around my knees, and seized my stiff cock through my shorts. "My goodness," she said. "What are we going to do with this?" She began to rub it through the cloth, but I pulled away.

"You're going to make me come," I whispered.

"I hope so. That's the idea. It's more fun the second time."

IT IS????

As she extracted my cock through the opening in my skivvies, she said, "I've never seen one of these before," as she slid my foreskin all the way back so it disappeared as if by magic. Then she slid it forward so it completely covered my bright red glans. As she played with it, I felt the juices begin to gather in my back and begin their long, exquisite journey down my urethra and into my spasming cock. She was pumping hard by this time, and was soon rewarded with a flood that pooled in my bunched up shorts.

"That's better," she said, wiping her sticky hand on her kimono. "Now come here, look me in the eye, and tell me this isn't your first time!"

I sat next to her, conscious of an electric shock as my bare thigh touched hers where her kimono had carelessly opened. Hardly daring to look at her, I nodded my shame. "You're right," I whispered.

"I thought so," she said. "You might as well learn to do it right," she continued. "Put your hand here," she said, placing my hand on her soft, warm pliant breast. "Now gently roll my nipple between your thumb and finger like this." Suiting action to words, she demonstrated. I was an apt pupil, and soon had her nipple engorged. She began thrusting her chest against my caressing fingers. "Now put your other hand here," she said, spreading her legs as she placed my hand on her springy pubic hair. "Feel that?" She pressed my finger into her vaginal folds.

"Get your fingers wet, then try it again," she said. She was breathing more quickly. "Pinch my nipples a little," she urged as she guided my wet fingers into her cunt. "Ah, that's it," she said. "Rub your fingers up and down, just like that."

She put her hand on my cock again. I was surprised that it was already stiff again. "There's just one thing," she said, pulling back so she could look me full in the face. "If I let you inside me, you've got to promise you'll pull out before you come. I don't want to get pregnant!"

At that point, I would have promised the moon and the stars for an opportunity to sink my enormously distended, aching cock -- so stiff it was painful -- into her beautiful body. She rolled on her back, and raised her legs, hooking one over the back of the couch. Then she pulled me down on top of her, reached down and seized my cock in both hands.

She rubbed it up and down her slit, while I was trying the memorize the shape and feel of her exposed breasts, and the wild sensations that darted through me as the head of my cock came into contact with her swollen slit.

"Push!" she commanded.

I timidly pressed myself into her, and felt my glans pop inside her inner labia.

"Push again!" she ordered. "I won't break!"

The second time I pushed, she wiggled under me, and wrapped her legs around my back, giving my cock better access as it slowly worked its way into her hot, clutching body. At that point, I lost all conscious contact with the world. I was entirely focused on the exquisite sensations that flooded my five senses. I could feel the pulse throbbing in my temples as I strenuously tried to bury myself entirely into her young body.

Suddenly, I became aware that Shelly was hitting me on the chest with her fists and I heard her urgently whisper "GET OFF! Get off me this minute! -- You're about to come!!!"

I pulled out just in the nick of time. My cock was straining to deliver its load, and deliver it did, all over her stomach. Shelly pulled me down into her arms, and kissed me lovingly on the mouth. "That wasn't so bad, now, was it?"

We rolled over on the couch, arms tightly wrapped around each other. Again, her hungry mouth sought mine, while her lush body and warm skin molded itself to mine. I even felt her hard little nipples against my bare chest. My mind was still trying to absorb the stunning wonder that at last, I had experienced the ultimate glory of which humans are capable. My cock had actually penetrated a pussy! 

My reverie was broken when I realized that the delightful tingling sensations I was experiencing in my cock and balls were not entirely due to my memory. Her hand was softly massaging my cock and balls, and to my great surprise, I could feel myself beginning to respond.

A third erection in such short time was something new in my experience. Normally, after I jacked off, my normally rampant cock would remain quiescent for several hours unless I was subjected to an extraordinary sexual stimulus, when I might have a second hard-on. But never before had I ejaculated twice and found my cock rising for a third time in less than an hour!

"I thought you might have a little left," Shelly whispered. "This time, it's my turn. Roll over on your back."

Puzzled, I turned on my back while Shelly threw her left leg over my torso and sat on my stomach. Then she raised up and, reaching back between her legs, seized my cock and slowly lowered herself on it until it was again buried in her hot, clasping cunt.

My attention was divided between the exquisite sensations in my cock and the erotic vision of her soft, pear shaped breasts jiggling and swaying inches above my nose as she fucked herself on my cock. First, she'd move her torso back and forth, then she'd lean forward, brushing her breasts and nipples against my face. The scent of a woman in heat and the subtle fragrance she wore caused my brain to shift into neutral. My only thought was to drive myself ever deeper into her belly. Both my hands were clutching her hips as I frantically humped myself up against her crotch while as she slid back and forth on my cock.

Ultimately, she was stretched out on top of me, mashing her breasts against my chest, her arms around my neck and her open, working mouth fastened to mine, when I felt myself beginning to tighten. The time had come. Despite her muffled objection, I lifted her off my cock. Almost immediately, my balls began to ache, and I felt my cock spasm as a few drops of semen dribbled into my pubic hair.

Shelly lay facing me, my arm around her shoulders and her soft breasts resting comfortably against my ribs and chest. At that moment, I was deeply in love with the girl. "Shelly, I've got to get your phone number."

She raised herself on one elbow and solemnly studied my face. "Denny," she said, "please understand; this can only be a one-time thing. We mustn't see each other again. My fiancé is a Navy lieutenant, and he's due in port sometime next week."

I was crushed! But what could I do? Shelly gently rose and slipped into her kimono. Then she covered me with an afghan that we had been using as a pillow, kissed me on the tip of my nose, turned out the light and disappeared. I never saw her again. Her father woke me in the morning. I hurriedly dressed, and we drove in silence to Sand Point. I suspect we were equally uncomfortable with each other in light of what he suspected and I knew. After we drew up to the gate, as I opened the car door, he spoke for the first time. "Don't try to call her. She's engaged to be married and her fiancé will be back pretty soon."



My First Time



I was going to grad school in NYC. I was 27 and had never been with another man or really even considered it. Well actually, there was a time when I came onto a really close friend at home. We were sleeping in the basement of my parent's house, when he awoke to me kissing him, he freaked and ran out the door! Not a good experience. I had started thinking about it again the last year or so, especially when my long distance girlfriend started cheating on me. She lived in a ski town, where I spent nearly 4 years being a ski bum. We broke up in a messy scenario when I visited the town for the entire winter break between semesters that year only to learn she was seeing someone else a few days prior to my arrival. Man, did that suck! She was by far the best sexual partner I had ever had to that date and we had great sex while I was there anyway, but our relationship was never the same and we were no longer mutually exclusive when I returned to NYC. 

The very night I returned to NYC I met a 32 yr old gal, whom I had admired from afar, through a mutual friend, who was also a student. We instantly hit it off and I asked her out. At first she said no because she was too busy to consider a boyfriend. Then one night when I knocked on her door just to say hi, she invited me to dinner and I I won her over. After tons of sake, we had amazing sex that night and she even let me fuck her in the ass. It was a steamy sexual start to a great no strings relationship that lasted several months.

We started dating, albeit it was never to be serious and she always reinforced that it was only sexual. During our lovemaking we would fantasize together about different things. She confided to me that she had bicurious yearnings and I guardedly shared with her I also had bicurious feelings. She was the first person I ever told and this was a crucial step in my recognizing that fact and I believe she helped me move toward validating those feelings. 

All of a sudden, men started to become attractive to me. In the past, I always thought male bodies were gross, but now I was looking at men and thinking they were cute! And I would actually check out their ass or their package in their jeans! This was huge and so were some of them! It was very exciting, too.

Then it happened. I was partying out with friends that weren't associated with school and thus I was coming home alone on the subway about 1 am. I was walking up the stairs exiting the subway and ahead of me was a cute, tall guy in a pair of jeans. I immediately like his ass and when I said something to him, something unimportant like, "Hey - how's it going?" 

"Fine," he replied in a flamboyant effeminate sort of way. 

I was pretty hammered, so I just said, "Are you bi?" 

He was floored, but responded, "Maybe," as he looked me up and down. Then I really noticed he was very cute with blonde hair and a slim build. I walked very close to him doing my best, in an amateur, haphazard kind of way, to give off signals. 

When you live in NYC you get hit on all the time by other guys in very subtle ways. A glance at your cock, a seductive smile. It happens quite often, especially in the Village near the more popular Gay Bars. Most hetero guys never even notice simply because they're not looking for it. When you look for it, you find it, and that night we found each other. 

We talked a bit of small talk as we walked and it turned out he was an a student at another school that leased space in my same building. We were neighbors. This freaked me out a bit, because I wanted an experience well removed from my hub of life for secrecy issues. But hell be damned, I invited him up to my room to smoke some pot and he said sure. The art school packed 2 and 3 kids into the same rooms that my school used as singles, and believe me they were very small to begin with. So he was psyched I had my own room.

We went into my room and sat on my small couch. I loaded my bong and we both smoked a hit. As he let his hit out I reached over and rubbed his cock through his pants. He responded positively and grabbed for mine. I looked deep into his eyes and kissed him. We french kissed and massaged each others groin. He slid off the couch and got between my knees. He undid my belt, slid it out and unzipped my Levis. I was getting so hard. He took off my shoes and slid my pants off. Then my under wear. I had the hardest cock of my life. He complimented me and said I had a beautiful cock. Before I knew it, I was getting a hand job from another guy. A cute guy!

I stood up and brought him over to my bed. I undressed him and almost gasped at the size of his cock. It was huge!! I mean, I couldn't believe how big it was. 

I asked him if he liked it in the ass and he said "Sometimes." I told him I was a virgin and that he would have to go easy on me. He was quite a bit younger than me but obviously much more experienced and at ease with his sexuality. 

That night was unreal for me. We made out, gave each other blow jobs and had safe anal sex. I was able to fuck him, with a condom, quite vigorously while he was barely able to do me, as it hurt pretty badly due to his unusually large size. When we woke the next morning, side by side, naked, in the bed, I did an immediate guilt check. I felt funny, but my uneasy feelings were more about anyone finding out and implications associated with the possibility of me truly being gay rather than feeling guilty for the experimentation itself. I even felt fine enough to have the urge to reach over and start playing with his glorious cock as I woke him up with kisses on his body. I got him hard and tried to do him one more time in the ass. But he couldn't take it. 

He said, "Sometimes it's easy and sometimes it's not, just like with you last night!" 

With that we kissed and I begged him again not to tell anyone. He told me not to worry and that our secret was safe. 

Over the next few months I ran into him on several occasions. We would both be with friends and we would exchange greetings, nothing fancy. We never ran into each other again after a certain point and I was afraid to go to his room because he had roommates and they would likely know he was gay. I didn't dare risk it. As far as I know, he kept his promise and never told a soul! That was very sweet of him. He took my virginity and he kept my secret. Now, of course, I wish we would have played more!



My First Time



The summer after my graduation from high school, my parents went to Europe for 6 weeks on a vacation trip. They arranged for me to stay with my mom's sister who was divorced and her daughter, Angie, my cousin and my same age. 

Since I was very shy around girls, I was still an eighteen year old virgin and really hadn't even dated yet. I had learned to masturbate though, and did it a lot like most boys do. I spent all my energy playing sports and was pretty athletic. My highschool teammates had teased me a lot when we were in the showers and called me "pony" since my dick seemed to be a lot bigger than all of theirs. They said girls were going to really love it when I finally got around to having sex. It was not only pretty long, but was very thick as well. It was very embarrassing though when for no reason it would get hard and huge and stick out and up in the showers with other guys around, and I would always get lots of wise cracks from my team mates.

Well, as I was saying, that summer I "moved in" with Angie and her mom. I was given a room in the basement, while both of them had bedrooms in the 2nd floor. On the 3rd night I was there, we were all watching TV in the den and getting to know each other and having fun and laughing a lot. My aunt finally said she had to go to bed because she had to leave for work early the next day. Angie and I kept watching TV and talking about lots of things, including sex. She said she had had sex a couple of times, and finally got me to admit I was still a complete virgin. She couldn't believe it, saying I was good looking and an athlete. She offered to teach me a few things if I wanted her to, and naturally I said "Oh Yeah, great". The talk had "turned us both on" I guess.

She said she would go upstairs and go to bed and pretend to be asleep, and for me to sneak up to her room in about a half an hour. Since her room was next to her mother's, I must be very quiet and not turn on any lights. I was to take my clothes off and climb into bed with her and she would start "teaching" me about sex. Wow!..I could hardly wait.

I went to my room and stripped to my boxer shorts and lay on my bed. I got a tremendous hard on just thinking about what lay ahead. After a half hour I tip- toed up to the 2nd floor in my shorts with a tremendous hard-on sticking out the front fly hole. It was very dark in the house and I was knocking against furniture all the way.

When I got to Angie's room I opened the door slowly, so as not to make noise. When I closed the door it was pitch dark and I couldn't even see my hand in front of my face. Angie was making noises like she had fallen asleep, but since she had told me to come up, I dropped my shorts and went over to Angie's bed and slipped under the covers with her. 

I cuddled up next to her and started to slowly play with her breasts to gently wake her up. Her tits felt much bigger than they had looked like they would be downstairs with all her clothes on, but they felt great - so soft and smooth. I wished I could see them, but it was too dark. I massaged them and started to play with her nipples, and surprisingly, her nipples got hard and much bigger and "stood way out" from her breasts. Wow they felt great. She was still pretty much asleep, but was responding to my hands by moaning in her sleep and slowly moving her body. She sleepily rolled over to face me and gave me a slow kiss and stuck her tongue in my mouth and rolled it all around - I responded by doing the same back to her. While we kissed, I kept playing with her breasts since I had never done it before. She slowly reached one of her hands down my stomach to my crotch area. She tickled my pubic hair and then touched my dick. She gasped - even while she kept kissing me. 

She gripped it and it was rock hard and throbbing. Now she started sliding her hand up and down its length and squeezing it as she went. I whispered "Teach me" and she started kissing my body all over; my chest and stomach, and then started kissing my dick even. She was actually kissing it and licking it at the same time - it felt wonderful! She then started putting my dick in her mouth and sucking on it in addition to licking it. I felt like I was about to cum and I tried to hold it back, but I couldn't. I exploded in her mouth while she was sucking it, but instead of moving away she actually sucked it all out into her mouth and then swallowed it.

She kept her grip on my dick and moved back up to kiss me again - long and wet and hard. Amazingly my dick stayed rock hard - not like when I masturbated back home - wow!. After a few minutes of kissing she put my hand between her legs. Her pussy was very wet and soft. Her wetness was actually all over the inside of her legs. I wished I could see it, but I couldn't see any part of her it was so dark, and we weren't talking so we wouldn't wake her mother. She would grip my dick with both her hands and still suck the top half of it . She then rolled me onto my back and held my dick straight up and straddled my body. I couldn't see, but she was putting her pussy over the top of it and was letting herself down on it slowly. She let herself go all the way down on it and gasped and said "Oh God, Oh God" fairly loudly. It was then I realized that it was not Angie, but her mother, my aunt Sarah!! I had gone in the wrong room by mistake!

I really didn't know what to do. But my aunt was really going up and down and rocking back and forth on my hard dick now and moaning and saying "Oh God" a lot. AND, It felt soo goood! She leaned forward and swung her large tits against my mouth and said "suck and kiss them". I put them in my mouth and sucked while she kept rocking on my hard dick. It took a long time this time since it was my 2nd, but soon she said, "I'm cumming....I'm cumming!" Now I was afraid we were going to wake Angie up. She shuddered violently several times, but kept right on going riding my dick. A while later, she said "I'm cumming" again, and it was more violent than the first time. And this time I exploded right with her - inside her hot wet pussy. It was really awesome!!

She fell off and cuddled up beside me and kissed me on my cheek. She said I had the biggest dick she had ever seen - much less touched and fucked. She said it had been a long time since she had had sex, since she had been divorced for several years. She said since I was obviously very shy, she couldn't believe I had the nerve to just come into her bed and start making love to her. Obviously, I couldn't tell her about mine and Angie's plan. She said she would have sex with me the whole 6 weeks I would be there if I wanted. Of course I said great. I told her I was a virgin though and didn't know much about sex. She laughed and said with my "equipment "she would be happy to teach me all she knew.

My dick had finally gone soft after that 2nd time and I figured that was it for the night, However, my aunt said she bet she could get it up one more time to show me one other way. I said OK if she would turn on some lights so I could see her naked. She turned on the bed lamp - and she was really great looking. She was probably maybe 10 or 15 lbs overweight, but in very good proportion. She had very large breasts that still mostly stuck out and had large pinkish brown nipples. Her nipples were hard and still sticking way out from her excitement I guess. Her pubic hair was brown and thick and in an almost perfect triangle on her lower stomach.

She played with my dick and sucked on it and in no time at all it was rock hard again. This time she got on her hands and knees on the edge of the bed and had me stand behind her and between her legs. For the first time ever I got to see a real pussy in person (not magazines, movies, or internet). It was very sexy looking and I could see her lips and her pink area where they slightly parted. I licked it to get it even wetter and so I could see it up close. It was soft and silky to touch and actually tasted pretty good. I used my fingers to part her pussy lips and placed the head of my dick against her pink opening and slowly pushed it into her again. It was very wet and very hot and again she gasped as I drove it deep into her. I slowly stroked her all the way in with my full length. I could see her big breasts and they were hanging down and swinging with my rhythm and motion. I reached around her and squeezed both of her breasts with both my hands. And I gently pinched her hard nipples. Then I held her big beautiful butt in my hands so I could hold on and stroke her deeper. We did it this way (doggie style she said) for a long time. She then told me to try moving my dick up to put it in her other hole above her pussy. I pulled my dick out and lined it up with this little hole and shoved... but my dick was just too big. She turned and put her mouth on it to get it very wet for another try - but no way - my dick was just too big for that small hole. She rolled over then and put her legs up on my shoulders and guided my dick back into her pussy. She told me to pump as hard and deep and fast as I could until I came. I did and we both groaned with ecstasy as I stroked her hard and deep. We again came at the very same time. I was as exhausted as if I had just finished a football game. I staggered back downstairs to my room and slept like I was dead.

The next morning at breakfast Angie asked me what happened to me and why didn't I come to her room as we planned. I told her I "bumped into" her mom when I started to her room and was afraid she would catch us. She said she had to go to her part time job this morning, but would start "teaching" me when she got home around noon. I said great (I really needed some sleep to recover from last night anyway).

She came home at noon and suggested we take a shower together to break the ice and make sure we were clean and smelled good. We undressed and stepped into the shower together. Angie looked like the cover of a magazine. She was very trim and in great shape. She had very nice C cup breasts - firm and high. She was on her way to being as large as her mom some day. She had a very well proportioned figure from high school cheerleading and swim team and had won a partial scholarship to college in the Fall. She didn't have a lot of pubic hair, so I could see her pussy lips as we got wet in the shower. She reacted and was staring at my soft dick and commented that it was the largest she had seen, but that wasn't very many as it turns out. For a couple of eighteen year olds, we were pretty inexperienced, I guess.

She suggested we wash each other to get used to our bodies. She soaped me up first and really seemed to enjoy it and it felt good to me too. She covered every inch of my body which is very muscled from all my sports activities. She said she really loved my tight butt and spent a long time soaping it up. And then she turned me around and started soaping my dick and balls. She said they were a lot larger than what she had seen with the two neighborhood boys she had played around with so far. I cant believe I didn't get a hard on as she washed me, but I didn't - I guess due to the last night's activity with her mom.

She then said "its your turn" and handed me the soap. Wow... where to start! I started with her back, which was trim and muscled. And then her cute little tight butt - I washed and washed it till she eventually turned around for me to soap her front. I soaped her neck and quickly moved to her breasts. I really soaped them up and massaged them a lot - this was like heaven to me. After a while she pushed my hands down to her flat stomach and her pussy. It was very soft and felt so sexy. She moved around as I rubbed her pussy, since I guess it was pretty sensitive, but she said not to stop. I now think she had a small orgasm - but I'm not sure. She said, "Lets rinse off and get out and dry each other off."

We dried off and she had me sit on the side of the bed. I still didn't have confidence that I knew what to do since her mother had taken charge last night. She lifted my soft plump dick and played with it. She also played with my balls. Slowly, my dick finally started to grow and get hard for her. She started to masturbate me like I do at home in my bathroom and bedroom. It got to its full size and she gasped and said she couldn't believe it was so large. I asked her to let me play with her body now, so she lay back on the bed and relaxed. I massaged her breasts and rolled her nipples between my finger and thumb and watched them grow and get hard like her mother's had. I then spread her legs apart so I could see and play with her sweet little pussy. She had neat lips on her pussy which I stretched a little and rolled between my fingers and thumb. She moaned and started to roll her hips and arch upward as I continued to play with her pussy. She took my hand and showed me where her clit was, and told me to include it in my massaging of her pussy, which I did. She moaned and arched until she shouted she was about to come - and not to stop playing with her pussy. She was massaging her own breasts and pinching her nipples while I played with her pussy. She finally shouted "I'm coming...I'm coming" and arched her hips and bucked violently and actually squirted out something similar to my come. It was beautiful to watch.

I had stayed hard as nails throughout her performance and assumed we would now have intercourse. She was obviously still very turned on. However, she said even though she would love to have intercourse with me, she didn't think my huge dick would fit in her small tight pussy and wasn't very anxious to try. She said she would try, but made me promise not to force it and let it be entirely her decision how far to go with it. Of course I agreed and meant it - since she was very nice and was now my good friend. She was still very wet inside and out of her pussy. She told me to put spit on my dick to get it wet and slippery also. She sat on the edge of the bed and spread her legs wide and had me stand in between them. She looked at my huge hard dick and just shook her head and actually looked a little scared. She and I guided the head of my dick to the center of her pussy opening. I applied a little pressure and tried to enter her. No luck. The head of my dick was much larger than her opening and wouldn't even start in at all. She was massaging her clit all the time we were trying, but we didn't even come close and it was hurting her to keep trying so we stopped.

She said she was sorry but would help me come in the other way. So she masturbated me with both hands - it felt great. She said she had never given a "blow job" but would try that for me. She first licked my dick and then tried to put it in her mouth. She did get it in but it hurt her mouth to get even the head in. It looked like her mouth would explode. So she decided to just lick it and keep stroking it with her hands. I finally came a lot and it spurted a couple of feet in the air. We both laughed and admitted we enjoyed all we had done and we did it a lot more that summer while I stayed with her and her mom.

Well her mom, aunt Sarah, and I had all forms of sex almost every night of the 6 weeks I was there. Her pussy was a good fit for my dick and was actually tight and felt wonderful - an advantage of an older woman for me. She was almost 40. Angie and I also had several more "sessions" too, and enjoyed them a lot. But we were never able to have intercourse because of the size difference. I never told either of them about my sex with the other, and am sure they would have been mad if they knew of it, since they aren't trashy or anything. But they are still my best friends and favorite relatives. I hope to visit with them again in the future. And I'm hoping we will continue our sexual "lessons".

But let me tell you - size does matter, and it isn't all good. At least half of the girls I have tried to have sex with now that I am in college, either wouldn't or couldn't because of the large size of my dick. The ones who could take it have said it was awesome. But, in spite of all the jokes, I have missed out on having sex with some fantastic girls, like Angie. I worry about falling in love with a girl who can't handle my dick size. But I hope you have enjoyed hearing about my "First Time" experience. 



My First Time



It was a beautiful spring day when it happened. I was 18 years old and still a virgin. I had a boyfriend, but wasn't ready to go all the way yet, as a matter-of-fact, we hadn't done anything but kiss. He had asked me a couple of times if I wanted to "play", but I told him I wasn't ready. He was being very patient with me, but each day, he seemed different, but I blew it off, thinking nothing of it.

My boyfriend, Robert, and I had been together for almost a year, come to think of it; our anniversary was 2 days away. My boyfriend told me that he had something special planned, but wouldn't tell me what.

Our anniversary finally came, and he told me to wear something nice. So, I wore a low cut white spaghetti strap dress, which went down to my knees, white spaghetti strap sandals, and a white jacket. I had to wear a white strapless bra to hold my lovely 36C chest in place. I was a petite girl that stood 5'6, and was blest with a lovely chest like my mothers. I had my long blonde hair piled on top of my head, small silver loop earrings, a silver chain, and very little make-up. I also wore his favorite perfume, Tommy Girl.

He came to my apartment at 6:30 to pick me up. He was wearing Khakis, a tan pullover dress shirt, dress shoes, and was wearing my favorite cologne, Tommy Boy. My, did he look sexy. He was 5'8, brown hair, the bluest eyes you've ever seen, and was a skinny as a toothpick; I wasn't much better myself.

He got out of his Mustang GT as I walked to the car. "My baby, you look so good." I saw something in his eyes as he said it, but I wasn't for sure what. I told him thank you as he gave me a kiss and helped me in the car.

As he got in I asked him what he had planned for the evening, but he still wouldn't tell me, he said it would ruin the surprise. He took me to dinner, where he gave me the most beautiful bracelet I had ever seen; it was silver with small diamonds. I grabbed my purse and reached in and pulled out a small box, and gave it to him. It was a watch that he had been wanting for a long time. It too was silver, and had a blue face, and 1 small diamond in place of the number 12.

After dinner he took me to the overlook that was just outside of town. We sat there and talked for what seemed like hours. It was getting late, and I told him that I thought we should be heading back, and he agreed. He drove back to his place and said that he had another gift for me there, that it was to big to bring with him, so he had to leave it there. As we walked into his apartment, I saw a giant purple teddy bear sitting in the floor with 3 balloons tied around the wrist, which read "Happy Anniversary". 

He went to the refrigerator and retrieved a bottle of champagne. I told him that I didn't think that I should drink any, since I was under age. He told me it was fine, it was a special occasion and I wasn't going to be driving myself home, I agreed with him and let him pore me a glass. He toasted to our being together for a year and not having any sex to make us stay together, that our love for each other is what kept us together. I told him that was very sweet, and gave him a kiss. I planned for it to be a small kiss, but he wouldn't let go of me, he pulled me closer to his body. I was getting a little scared, but at the same time, I was intrigued. I wasn't for sure if I wanted him to stop, or continue.

As he kissed me passionately, I felt this tingling between my legs, a feeling I had never felt before. He then took his left hand and put it on my right breast and started to fondle it. I tried to pull away to stop him, but was unable to, because I realized I was enjoying it to much. He then moved his hand to my left breast and fondled it. He pulled away, looked into my eyes, and I saw something in his eyes, lust, I finally realized what it was. It all started making since to me, the way he was acting and the look in his eyes, I started noticing these about a month ago.

He told me that he had to have me, and he couldn't wait any longer, that he has been patient with me. I was a little scared, not wanting to, but then, he removed my jacket, and started kissing my neck, my ears and down to my chest. The tingling between my legs was growing more and more. I knew what it was, that I wanted him also. I grabbed his face and made him look into my eyes. I told him that I was ready, and he smiled a sexy smile. 

Being new at this I didn't know what to do, but that was no problem as he took control, and I followed his led. He slowly removed my dress, gazing hungrily at my body, but taking his time, so he wouldn't scare me and make me change my mind. He rubbed his hands all over my body, caressing me. I took and removed his shirt, staring at his hairless chest. I ran my fingers up to his neck, pull him closer and kissed him.

After we stopped kissing, he stood, and asked me to do the same. After I stood, he then removed my bra and white lacy thong. He continued to stare hungrily at my now naked body.

I slowly reached out both hands towards the button on his khakis, and continued to unbutton and unzip his pants. As I did this, I noticed a large bulge under his pants. I then proceeded to pull his pants and jockeys down and off. 

His 8" penis sprung free from its prison that contained it for a year. Never having seen a penis before, my eyes grew wide, wondering how his penis would fit into my small opening.

He asked me if I would give him a blowjob, he told me that if I didn't want to, he'd understand. I'd never done this before and was unsure what to do. Knowing this, he told me he would tell me how to, if I wanted to. I thought, "What the heck, I might enjoy this."

He knew what my answer was by the look I gave him. He gave me a smile and said all I had to do was put as much in my mouth as I could, move it in and out, and suck, all at the same time. It sounded easy enough, so I opened my mouth as wide as I could, and began.

As I sucked, he told me to use my tongue and lick it. He started to moan as I did this, it scared me and I stopped. I asked him if I was hurting him and he said no, that was the sound of him enjoying it, so I then continued.

I had heard some of my friends say that they used their teeth very gently while giving head, so I thought I would try it. I very gently started to use my teeth as I sucked on his hardening cock. He began moaning more and more.

He then asked me to stop; I asked him if I was doing something wrong, and he told me that I was doing everything right, and that he wanted to try something else. He loved my feet, and he wanted to put them to "good" use. He sat down on the floor and asked me if I would sit on floor in front of him, so I did. He then asked me to put both of my feet on his hard penis, wrap them around as well as I could, and move them up and down, slowly.

I thought that this was weird, but I wanted to make him happy, no matter what he asked me to do. I did, and started stroking his hard cock. He moaned more and more, thrusting his hips as I did this. I was starting to catch on to things he would do when it felt good, so I asked him, and all he could do was moan. The more I did this, the more he moaned, and the more he thrusted his hips. "Oh God, I'm cumming" were the next words out of his mouth. I had no idea what he meant, but I soon found out. This white stuff started squirting out of the end of his penis, he told me that was cum, which impregnated women. It went all over my feet, and his legs. He stopped thrusting his hips and laid still for a while, calming down after the orgasm that he had just had. 

He slowly sat up and cleaned us off with some tissues that he had on his coffee table. He smiled at me and told me that he had wanted so many of his ex-girlfriends to do that, but none of them would, that they thought it was gross. I sat there and watched him clean the last little bit of cum off my feet. He then told me to lay down and spread my legs as much as I could; that he wanted to show me how much he appreciated that. I had this feeling that I was about to loose my virginity, but I was wrong.

He laid down on his stomach, and put his head between my legs. Slowly, he moved his head closer and closer to my pussy. He parted my lips with his fingers, and started to lick my clit. My did it feel good. I was relaxing, enjoying what he was doing to me, when my body started to tense up; I felt this wonderful feeling come from between my legs. My body started to shiver, my back arched, and this wonderful feeling ran through my body, it felt so good, that I started to scream, and moved my body, thrusting my hips towards his mouth, not wanting him to stop. It then became to much for me to handle, and made him stop.

I lay there, recovering from my first orgasm, it was the most wonderful thing that I had ever felt, but that would soon change, for as I lay there spasing and shaking, he sat up on his knees and told me to lift my butt a little. As I did this, with what little energy I had left, I felt him put something under me, it was a towel, for the blood that would come from my virgin pussy.

He let me rest some more, so that I would not cum when he entered me, and so that it would be a little more enjoyable. My body had finally settled down and he asked me if I was ready, and if I was sure I wanted to do this still. He said that if I changed my mind and didn't want to, that he wouldn't make me. I looked at him and told him that I was ready, that I told him I was going to and I wasn't going to change my mind.

Since I was already wet, he got into position and told me that I might want to brace myself for what is coming next. I had heard from my friends that it hurt at first and then for the first few times after that and that was all. I told him okay and said I was ready whenever he was. He paused for a moment before continuing.

I laid there, my mind racing, not know what really to expect. I felt the head of his penis touching the lips of my pussy. He then started to gently press the head into my virgin pussy. At first it didn't hurt, but the more he continued slowly and gently entering me, the more it hurt. It hurt me so bad; I was in tears, telling him to stop that it hurt to much. He told me that he was right at my hymen and was about to break it. He pushed a little more and I felt this sharp pain, and something wet run out of my pussy, I assumed I was blood.

When he was all the way in me, he stopped for a second to let me calm down. He was being so gentle and careful, making sure that he wasn't hurting me to much. He then started to pull out, when he was almost all the way out, he'd start to push it back in, just as slow as could be. The pain was getting to be almost unbearable, but I let him continue. 

After awhile, it didn't hurt as bad. I started to get woozy, and thought I was going to pass out. He noticed and stopped for a second, and made me talk to him so I wouldn't pass out. He told me that he knew it hurt, that if I wanted him to, he would stop. I told him no, and said for him to continue. He asked me if I was sure and I told him yes.

He continued, and I couldn't feel any pain, instead it started feeling good. He noticed that I didn't have a pained face, and asked if it still hurt, and I told him no, that it feels good. He asked if he could speed up a little and I told him yes.

He started to pump me faster and it felt good, like when he was eating me. The tingling came back, and my body started to tense up, I felt this wonderful feeling come from between my legs. My body started to shiver, my back arched, and the same wonderful feeling ran through my body, I started to moan and screamed "I'm cumming". I was having something like convulsions; it was way better than the first. 

Right after I came, he pulled out and squirted his cum all over my naked body. He laid down next to me, both of us breathing heavily. I looked at him, and he had the biggest smile on his face. He laid on his side and gave me a kiss. This kiss was like no other kiss he had given me, it had more tenderness than before when he had kissed me. 

He laid his arm over my stomach and held me. We just laid there for the longest time cuddling. He then sat up, and suggested that we go take a shower and clean off. I sat up, and it hurt, my pussy was so sore. I had to have him help me up, and into the bathroom. It hurt so bad walking and getting into the shower. He helped clean me off, and out of the tub.

He cleaned the tub out and ran some warm water. He was making me bath water to I could just sit back and relax, and let the warm water ease the pain that was between my legs. He got me back in the tub, gave me a kiss on the forehead, and got in behind me.


He was being so good to me that I feel in love with him even more than I was. He tried to make my first time as painless as possible, he took his time with me, and he was so gentle. My friends told me that none of their boyfriends had been gentle with them that they shoved it in and away they went. 

We've been together now for a year and a half, and are now engaged; we are to be married in 3 months, we have the best sex. Nothing has really changed since the first time; just he's not a cautious. He's told me that I'm the best he's ever received head from. He has suggested to me, that we try some new stuff, like getting kinky. I told him that I was all for it. He asked me to go to an adult store and buy me a toy, but that's another story, until next time…



My First Time



I have done wallpapering for about 5 years. I do this on the side for pin money. Also to pay for some of the woman I have on the side. I have been married for a few years and my wife does not enjoy the kinky and sexy things I do. So that only leaves picking up woman. I was sitting home alone on a Saturday watching an XXX movie. I have this thing for panties. I love to jack off in them. Sometimes I like to have them on as I do this. Today was one of those days. I was watching a girl give this guy a blow job. I was just ready to cum. "FUCK THE PHONE." I just stopped the movie and picked up the phone.

"Hello." Yes is this Mr.?...."

"Yes it is. who is this?"

This is Helen, I live in Lakewood, I got your name from Mary and Jim down the street. Do you still do wallpaper?"

"Yes I do." Not a bad sounding woman." I have two bedrooms and a bathroom I would like for you to look at. Could you stop over later today and look at them? Jim and Mary said you do great work."

As this lady was talking tome I could hear my wife's car pulling in the drive.

"Could you hold on for a minute? I have to, I'll be right back." I put the phone down and ran to the T V. Off that went and I grabbed my pants. I put them on and pulled them up. Back to the phone. "Yes, I'm back. Sorry my wife just pulled in and I had to." What the fuck was I saying." Yes I can stop over and look at your rooms."

In walked my wife. I had put a shirt on and was writing down the address as she came in. Damn Now I'll never get to change." Yes I'll stop over in a few. I just have to get a few things. I told my wife what was going on and off I went. This would not be the first time that I had panties on when I went out. But I never do it that much. And not to some ones house that I didn't know. 

As I drove I thought I might stop at the book store on the way home. Watch a movie and Jack Off in front of a hole. I got to Helen's house in 10 minutes. I could feel the panties holding my cock. Damn I love the feel of lace.

As Helen open the door I could see that she was not all that tall. I would say about 5'4" with black hair. She had on a blouse that was open, not to much, but I could see some "white meat." I would say 34b or 36b. She also had on a skirt and stockings. The skirt was about 4 inch's above the knee. My eyes told her that I liked what I saw.

"Hello, I'm Bob and I do wallpaper." I was thinking of tell her I do her. But then.....

"I'm Helen, come in and I'll show you the rooms. I have two bedrooms I would like done. And a bathroom. Come this way."

We went up the stairs. I was looking up at her and I could see a garter belt holding up her stockings. Damn I love that look.

This is the bathroom. I looked at it and then we walked down the hall. "This is my room. Do you think you could do it." I looked at her and thought I could do you. "Yes I can." Just then the phone rang. "I'll be right back, The other room is." And she pointed down the hall. I could not tell what room it was. She went to get the phone and I walked down the hall.

As I open the first door I just looked. I have never seen a room like this. I saw mirrors and all four walls. It had hooks on the walls between the mirrors. On the hooks I saw a few whips. Also some rope. Hanging on one hook was a pair of lace panties. This lady knew how to live.

"Do you thing you could put wallpaper on the mirrors?" I turn and she was standing looking at me. "I'm sorry I thought this was the other bedroom." What could I say. I took a step towards the door to leave but she did not move." Do you think you could wallpaper the mirrors?"

"No...... I'm sorry I'll look at the other room." Her hand went to my cock. She held on to it and pulled on it and looked right into my eyes.

"Would you like to try this?" She let go and started to unbutton her blouse. I could see a white lace bra and as she open her blouse it fell to the floor. Her eyes never left my eyes. Her hands then went to my shirt. She unbutton it and pulled it from me. Tat to fell to the floor. She looked at me and a smile came to her. She then pull down her zipper to her skirt. It fell to the floor. Now standing in front of me in a white lace bra, garter belt and stockings and white silk panties. I could not move. Her hands went to my pants. Off with the belt and down came my zipper. Then as she knelt she pulled my pants down. Still not being able to move I let her.

Then when I looked down I could see that she was looking right at my cock. Still in my lace panties. And it was hard and the tip was sticking out the top. I went to put my hands over it.

"Please let me look. I think a man looks great in lace. And this man looks great in this lace." She bent and licked the tip of my cock. "Are you KINKY are you in the mood to try some thing that is real KINKY?"

She bent and took the tip in her mouth. I could feel her pulling my panties down and taking more into her mouth. Soon I felt her take all of me. All 6.5 inch's. Her hand holding my ass as she let me fuck her face. I could feel her fingers playing with my balls. I was going to cum. I was trying to hold back.

"Please, just let go. Fill my mouth. then the kinky things will start." And it happen. I let go and I could feel my cum flood her mouth. Her mouth never let go of my cock. She looked up at me as I came. Her eyes never left my eyes. Her hand pulling on my cock till I had nothing left inside. She pulled her mouth off and stood up. She hooked her hand around my head and pulled it down. I felt her lips on my lips. Then I felt her tongue pushing on my lips. Then I felt it in my mouth. I felt her pushing my cum from her mouth to my mouth. I have done this a few times and thought fuck it. 

"You like that. Don't you?" 

"Yes I do. I like a lot of things." I could now see more of her. She was standing about 3 feet in front of me. She was rubbing her panties. My cock was still hard.

"Would you like to? You know, kiss this?" Her hand started to pull her panties down. All I could see was skin. She shaved.

"You shave, I like that. The feeling of skin. The softness of skin. This way you can not hide."

I knelt and looked up at her. Her breathing was getting faster and faster. I just looked at her eyes. Blue and so soft. I put my hands on her ass and she took on e step towards me. Her panties almost to her.

Then I felt it with my hands. She open her legs and I got the first look at her. I just looked. I could not believe what I was looking at. Right in front of me was a cock. About 4 inch's long and hard. I had seen a few. And I have touched a few. But I have never sucked one. I started to pull back. She held my head and pulled.

"I have never." That is all I could say. She had the tip on my lips and I open. For the first time I had a cock in my mouth. Not a big one like I see in the movies. But a small one.

"That is good. Just let it go in and out. In and out. Would you like it if I put a condom on it?"

All I could do was say "YES." Soon I was back to sucking her. And it felt great. I had thought of it but never.....

"I'm getting close. Can I cum in your mouth with this on me?"

"Yes. I would like that." I felt her push al of it into my mouth. I felt I could have taken no more. Then I felt her push harder. Then I felt her cum fill the rubber. She kept fucking my mouth as she came. As she fuck my face I looked up at her. Her eyes looking down at me. She stopped and started to pull herself from my mouth.

I just knelt and looked up at her. I could see her pulling off the rubber and jacking off in front of me. "I cum twice. Watch me." She was jacking off and I felt my own hand helping her. Soon she was shooting once more. This time on me. I looked in her eyes and felt it hit my face. She came as much as I did the first time. Hot cum dripping down my face and she smiled at me.

"Now you are a true cock sucker. Now you know how it feels. And next time I'll teach you how to take it in your ass. Are you going to do my walls for me?"

"Yes. And much, much more."

That is the first time I ever sucked a cock. And it was on a she-male. I have done it a few times since then. But that first time was the best. I still love to jack-off to movies, and in front of others. And let them see me in my panties. But I will never forget that first time....



My First Time



One of the most important things that have ever happened in my life was the first time I was ever with a guy in a situation other than just friends. It is probably one of the most difficult things to deal with when you realize that your sexuality is something other than the “status quo”, something a little out of the ordinary and, in my case, my feelings of bisexuality. 

For the longest time I struggled with my feelings, only really discussing them with strangers on the Internet. At that time, I split up with my then girlfriend and moved in temporarily when an old friend of mine, David. We had been friends for a long time and I had always known that he was a cross-dresser, but he had never displayed any doubts that he was anything other than straight. 

So, I moved into his apartment and everything was ok, life continued pretty much as normal. Then, about 3 days later, an old friend of ours, Sam, came around to visit us when she realized that I had moved in. Both myself and David had a history with Sam, and I knew that David secretly wanted to be back with her. Sam was a beautiful girl, about 5 feet 10 tall, with long flowing blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and wearing a long red velvet dress accentuating her beautiful 34d breasts, the low cut leaving her cleavage showing perfectly.

Myself, David and Sam did what we had done for a long time, sitting around and listening to music, having a couple of beers and bullshitting. After a couple of beers, we were feeling kinda loose and the talk got onto piercings and tattoos. At the time I had my lip, eyebrow and tongue (which I still have) pierced, and I knew Sam had her tongue pierced. What I didn’t know is that she had recently had her nipples pierced, and of course as soon as she said this, we were pushing her to show us. It didn’t take us long to persuade, and she stood, turning back to us slowly and lowering the straps of her dress till her gorgeous breasts were exposed, and her pierced nipples were in front of us, one with a purple ring and the other with a red ring. You could feel the electricity in the room, as both David and I stared at Sam. She smiled at us, and beckoned for us to stand up, which we both did, standing either side of her, and feeling a nipple each, and I bent down, taking the ring on her left nipple into my mouth, playing with it with my tongue, as David did the same with her right breast. Sam moaned slightly, leaning back on the window sill to steady herself. 

After a few moments, Sam suggested we go into the bedroom, and we all did, sitting on the bed with Sam between us. We each kissed Sam in turn, then Sam told me to lie down, which I did without hesitation, stripping off my top as I did so. Sam stood up once again, slipping off her dress completely and showing her red lace panties to us, smiling as she did so and beckoning for us to strip completely. It didn’t take us long to do, and as myself and David took off our underwear, I had to stop myself from gasping at the size of David’s cock. Now, I am quite happy at myself, my cock being about 7 inches long and reasonably thick, but David’s was huge, easily 9 inches and very thick. I looked at Sam, who knew about me being bi as she was also bi, and smiled, then led down as she had instructed.

Sam came over to the bed, sitting next to me, her hand stroking my leg then over, playing with my hard cock as she looked at David as he stroked his cock, then she moved forward, kissing me again, passionately, our tongues playing with each others, as I played with her nipples in turn.

It was then that the biggest surprise of my life happened, as I felt a mouth around the head of my cock, fumbling with it awkwardly as if it was the first time the mouth had ever done this. I looked down, and realized with a shocked look that David was sucking my cock. I gasped, enjoying the sensations, then David stopped, and sat back again, stroking his cock slowly, and I knew I wanted his cock in my mouth. I knelt up and leaned over, looking into his eyes then at Sam, who nodded for me to go ahead, and I leaned over and licked the tip, tasting my first ever cock, enjoying the sensations.

Unfortunately, that was as far as it went as Sam had to leave, and David, embarrassed I think at what had happened, left for a while, and I was left wishing that we could have gone further, but knew that I would have to be patient. As it turned out, I didn’t have to wait long till I got my chance.

A couple of weeks later, I had been out for a few drinks and made my way home at around midnight, a little drunk but not overly so. As I walked in, David greeted me from the living room and I replied, going into my room to lie down and let my head settle a little. David came in a few minutes later, and we chatted for a while about nothing in particular, and somehow the conversation got around to my bisexuality, David questioning about if I had been with anyone and who I wanted to be with. I told him that I had not been with any guy, apart from what happened the other day with us and Sam, and David looked surprised. 

What I said next surprised him even more, and to this day I don’t know where I got the bravado to say it from. I told him that I wanted him to be the first guy I was properly with. He look stunned, turning a bright red, and I felt awful, realizing I had embarrassed him.

“I’m not into guys,” he replied suddenly, and not utter convincingly. I nodded understandingly, not wanting to alienate him at all, and simply replied, “well, if that ever changes, you know ok?”. David didn’t say anymore, and left a minute or so later, leaving the door open and the light on. I was feeling very horny by this time, my mind on the conversation, and I stripped down, covering myself with a light blanket and started to stroke my cock. It wasn’t long before I was led with my eyes closed, the covers pushed off me and wanking my cock faster, enjoying the sensations. 

Suddenly, I sensed that someone was at the door watching, but I continued for a while longer, until David spoke softly, apologizing for disturbing me. I opened my eyes, saying it was ok, and that I should have shut the door, and he left, switching off the light as he did so but leaving the door open, and I sighed, feeling that the chance I may have had had now gone. I stopped, and led looking at the ceiling, trying to calm myself down.

A couple of minutes later I heard the door to David’s room opened, and I turned on my side, looking towards my door and wondering what he was doing. In the dimness, I suddenly saw him at the entrance to my room, and I immediately wondered what was happening.

“I changed my mind,” he simply said, so I told him to come over to me. He stood right next to my bed, and I could see that he was wearing no top, a pair of tights and a suspender belt – it was always a joke between us that he had the legs for wearing them despite being a guy! - and his hard cock sticking out in front of him. 

I didn’t hesitate in taking his cock in my hand, stroking it lightly, then I leant forward and flicked my tongue over the end of his cock, enjoying the full taste for the first time. It was a great feeling to be doing what I had wanted to do, as I licked the head of his cock. He pushed me back, sitting over my face, and for the first time I took a cock into my mouth, starting with just the tip, licking and sucking on it softly at first. David moaned as I did so, his hands holding himself up on the wall.
 I sucked on the head of his cock more, greedily lapping at it, then I took all of his cock in his mouth, surprised that I could get all of his large dick in my mouth. I continued to suck on it, taking his shaft in and out of my mouth, and licking up and down it. As I did so, I stroked my own cock, amazed that I was finally in this position, sucking on his cock noisily as he moaned at the sensations he was feeling from my mouth.

After a few minutes, David grabbed the back of my head, pushing his cock to the back of my throat, and I sucked on him harder, realizing that he was close to cumming. As he bucked against me, he grabbed his cock, stroking it in my face, faster and harder all the time till he came over my face, his cum spurting on my cheek and down over my chest, and I tasted someone’s cum for the first time, licking it off my fingers and enjoying the salty taste. As I did so, I came too, spurting my cum over my chest, and I gasped, my body shivering from the sensations.

It was the most amazing thing that has happened to me, and although me and David did do stuff a couple of times more in the week or so after, the situation changed so it didn’t happen after that, which is such a shame. Its something I’m dying to try again, and hopefully someday very soon...



My First Time



I remember my first time quite vividly.I had never been with a guy before but had for a long time fantasized about it. Allow me to give you a little bit of background about me at the time. I had been married for about 2 yrs but my sex life with my wife was sincerely lacking. I had been going to sex shops and watching video's (gay and straight) and jerking off to ease the lack of sex. At this time I was only curious about sex with other men and just considered it a fantasy. I would often get myself off thinking of a man giving me a blow job and then me giving him one. It was a great fantasy and never failed to get me going.

One day I left work early and on my way home I stopped by the local sex shop. I went in and got my usual 5 dollars in tokens and went into the back and put the tokens into the machine and brought up a video of two guys in a 69. I instantly got hard and started stroking myself through my pants. I flipped back and forth between the straight videos and the gay ones, but found myself watching the gay video's more than the straight. After the 5 dollars was gone I really needed some relief so I headed towards the bathroom to take care of the problem, someone was in it so I had to wait, while waiting I went and started looking at the magazines.

While i was looking at the magazines I found myself in the Gay section, picking up the occasional mags and flipping through them. There was a guy kneeling down looking at the mags on the lower rack, I didnt pay him much attention and didnt notice that he had gotten closer to me until i felt his hand on my crotch. I immediately looked down at him and then back up to make sure no one was seeing this as there were a lot of people in the store at the time. He took my lack of action as a sign that I didnt mind and kept fondling me through my jeans, I was ROCK hard by now let me tell you, another man was touching me and I was totally enjoying it. He moved a bit closer and continued to stroke me. He then leaned in and lightly nibbled on my cock, that caused me to jump a bit and I looked around again, starting to look around. No one was paying attention to us at all, or if they knew what was going on they didnt care. 

He got up and walked towards the bathroom around the corner, once around the corner he stopped and looked back at me smiling and beckoning me over. I dont know what came over me but I walked over to him and entered the bathroom with him. Once inside he locked the door and kissed me. I kissed him back not really knowing what to do next. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down a bit as he slowly pushed me to my knees, I moved down willingly as he gently did this. He then pulled out his cock and waved it around at me. He didnt even have to tell me what to do as I slowly leaned in and licked the tip of his cock. It was then that I went wild and sucked him all the way into my mouth. His cock wasnt all that big being about 5 inches long when hard but I HAD to have it. I licked him for about 10 minutes taking him all the way in and savoring the taste and feel of another mans cock in my mouth, he slowly started to thrust into my mouth and being a complete novice to this I had no idea he was about to cum. When he did cum I felt the first blast hit the back of my throat and slide down it, I pulled back a bit and felt the next couple of blast on my tongue. I swallowed these without even thinking about it and LOVED the taste. He had to pull me off of his cock when he was done.

He slowly pulled me up and fastened his pants back up then undid mine and pulled out my cock. He licked me for a few seconds then took my 6 and a half inches all the way into his mouth. Now my wife had never really liked sucking cock for some reason or another and I had never been able to get her to do so for me for an extended period of time. He was driving me crazy with his tongue. I didnt last long and blew my load into his mouth. This was the FIRST time I had ever blown my load in ANYONES mouth. He spit out my cum into the toilet and then brought my pants back up and kissed me again, I could still taste my cum in his mouth and loved it. I buttoned myself back up as he slipped out of the bathroom before me and left. I waited a few minutes and then left myself.

Now I know this was very risky becuase I could have been arrested for indecent exposure and a couple of other laws enacted to bring down sex in porno stores but I think it added to the excitement. I have had more experiences since then and now consider myself Bi as I like both men and women and have sex with both. If you liked my story let me know and I will post some more of my experiences. Until then,

BI BI for now




My First Time



It was the summer of 1971 and I had just turned 20 years old. I was waiting for my girl friend at the Halifax train station and had a couple of hours to kill.

An older man, late 40’s to middle 50’s, approached me, introduced himself as John and struck up a conversation. He also had time on his hand and during the conversation told me he could use a woman or something. I thought nothing of it at the time and we continued to talk while we waited.

Eventually John asked if I would like to go for a ride rather than wait at the station. I agreed and we went out to his car and headed out toward the Armdale Rotary. As we drove the conversation turned to sex. John wanted to know if my girlfriend sucked my cock and I told him no. Did I fuck her in the ass, again I said no. John then told me that he liked bulling it and asked if I did. I had no idea what he meant but rather than appear stupid I told him yes. At this point he asked me if I wanted a blow job.


I was stunned. I knew that men did this together but had not really ever thought about it. At the same time I really wanted a blow job. I rationalized that it would do no harm to let this man suck my cock once, just to experience the event and be done with it. Nervously I told him yes and he pulled into the park at Black Rock beach.

We walked down the trails until we found a secluded spot were he started to feel me through my pants. I was amazed at how excited I became to have a mans hand on me. He quickly pulled open my pants and dropped to his knees. He pulled out my cock, opened his mouth and swallowed as much as he could, wrapping his lips tight around my cock. It felt incredible, his lips and hand on my cock. He would pause to tell me what a beautiful cock I had and then slid his lips over the head and back down the shaft. He sucked on my cock for about 5 minutes and then stood up and told me it was my turn.

I panicked. I had no idea what to do. This was definitely not what I had bargained for and I needed to get out. At the same time I noticed that he had undone his pants and his cock was sticking up in front of me. It was huge, longer than my 8” and much thicker at the head. The shaft tapered down to be quite narrow at the base. I wanted to run and at the same time I was fascinated by the first real cock I had seen other than my own. Without thinking I reached out to feel his cock.

His cock was like velvet over a steel bar, so hard and yet so smooth and soft. I loved the feel and decided to just play with his cock a bit before leaving, just out of curiosity of course. The more I stroked him the more curious I became and decided to take a closer look at John’s cock so I knelt down in front of him. The huge mushroom head of his cock was bright red and seemed to strain in front of me. Again out of curiosity I decided to see what it tasted like and very lightly ran my tongue over the head of his cock. Again and again I licked his cock enjoying the feel against my tongue and the thrill of doing something taboo.

Finally I had to see what it would be like to suck his cock so I opened my mouth and took the head between my lips. That was it. The minute I wrapped my lips around his cock I loved it, the feel of that hard cock filling my mouth, the head sliding over my tongue, the vein pulsing against my lips. I could not remember ever being so excited, this was even better than him sucking my cock.

I proceeded to suck his cock slowly, using my lips and tongue as best I could. Eventually he began to thrust his cock in and out of my mouth, occasionally choking me. I could feel his cock growing bigger and harder, the vein pulsing between my lips. He screamed out that he was cumming and pulled my head into his cock. By that time I loved the feeling of his big cock in my mouth so much that I never thought of pulling away. At first I was unaware of the cum in my mouth but as I swallowed his first load and tasted cum for the first time I could feel his cock jerking, pulsing and shooting into my mouth. I kept sucking his cock, swallowing his cum as if my life depended on it, until he pulled himself from my mouth.

We drove back in silence as I thought about what I had done and swore to never ever repeat the act although admitting to myself that I really enjoyed sucking his cock.



My First Time



It started out as one of those nights where you're really bored and have no clue what you want to do. I was hanging out with my best friend Ben at his apartment in Boston. Ben and I have been best friends since we were little kids and had hung out for many a night since. After a long period of "what do you want to do," "I don't know what do you wanna do," we finally decided to rent a porno and get a little shitty. 

We walked down town to the adult bookstore. Ben and I browsed the racks of blowjob tapes and "barely legal teens" that looked like they were almost thirty. I looked at my watch and realized that we had been in there for almost an hour. In a hurry to get to the liquor store before it closed we grabbed a tape at random. I paid and we left to pick up some beer.

After getting the beer we went back to Ben's. He put the beer into the fridge while I popped the tape into the VCR. He came into the living room and handed me a beer. We watched the first segment. Just a guy fucking a girl, nothing too spectacular but it got me a little horny. The second segment started as I started my second beer. Ben was on his third. 

At the fourth segment things started to get a little weird. There were two guys fucking this girl. Things were going fine until they cut to this one shot. One of the guys was banging the girl on the floor. The other guy came in and stood over the girl putting his crotch in the other guys face. The guy fucking the girl then did some thing I wasn't exactly prepared for. He sucked the guy's dick. The even weirder part was neither Ben or I could look away. Pretty soon the girl had left and it was just the two guys going at it. Finally Ben got up and turned it off. 

The two of us just sat there in silence for what seemed like half an hour. Ben was the first to say some thing.

"I can't stop thinking about that," he said, "I don't really think I am gay but I feel like its some thing I want to try."

Being as drunk as I was or maybe I really felt the same way, I don't know, I said, "Ok, why not"

With those words he walked over to where I was sitting. He sat down next to me and began to rub my very hard cock. It felt really weird to have a man touching my dick but it felt good. He stood up and pulled me off the couch. He got down on his knees and undid the fly on my pants. I was eager for him to release my raging cock from the somewhat confining pants. He pulled them off quickly as I pulled off my shirt. He rubbed my balls some more before pulling off my boxers and exposing my eight incher. He immediately began to jerk me off and rub my balls. He brought his head closer to me and started to lick my nut sack with vigor. I couldn't believe how much pleasure I was getting from having a guy. He began to work his way up my shaft, licking and kissing his way up to the head. He swirled it around his tongue for a minute before he took it all in. I began to seriously moan as I was in ecstasy. As he continued his up and down motion, he looked up at me and I could see he was enjoying it too. It didn't take too much more of this before I felt like I was ready to shoot my load.

"I'm cumming," I managed to get out before shooting my load down his throat. I could hardly believe that he would swallow it all like he did.

"Did you enjoy that," he asked

"That was the most pleasure I have ever had sexually," I replied. "I'd like to give you the same pleasure you just gave me."

He stood up and took off his clothes as I knelt down in front of him. He had an eight incher like mine only a little thinner. I wasted no time going to work on his nut sack. I could tell from his moans that he was enjoying it. I worked my up to his head and quickly engulfed it. He began to move his hips towards me as I sucked him in. The taste of his dick was strong and salty and wanted more. As he fucked my face other things started going through my mind. I was about to say something when he blurted out, "I gonna cu…" 

He shot his load before he could finish. I tried to swallow as much as I could but some still went on my face. I wiped it off on his shirt before sitting down next to him.

"I want to fuck you," I said.

"I am not sure," he said apprehensively. "It might be kinda painful."

"I have done it to Katelyn (an ex girlfriend) before. She said it only hurt a little bit in the beginning."

"There should be some ky in the bathroom behind the mirror."

I went and got it. I came back and proceeded to squirt some around his butt hole. I inserted a finger and then two and finally three. He winced a little at first but let out a little moan as he relaxed. When I was satisfied that he was lubed enough I rubbed some more KY on my ever hardening dick. We positioned ourselves into a doggy style position. I placed my rock hard dick at the entrance to his virgin hole and gave a bit of pressure. Seeing him wince a little I told him to relax and that the pleasure would come soon enough. It wasn't long before I as all the way in and I began my strokes. I started out long and slow and was enjoying the pleasure his tight virgin ass was giving me. He started pushing back against me and moaning with ecstasy. 

"Fuck me harder," he moaned.

I proceeded to pick up the pace and I fucked him a little harder. He kept saying "harder, harder," I so fucked him harder and harder.

"Where do you want it?" I asked.

"Let it go in my ass," he replied.

It took about thirty seconds before I shot my load up his ass. I had never shot more cum in a load in my life. 

It took a few minutes for my dick to soften and I could pull out but before I did I knew what I wanted to happen next.

"Fuck me," I told him.

"With pleasure," Ben replied.

He lay me down on my back and spread some lube on my ass hole. I winced when he stuck a finger up my ass. As I began to relax he put in two and then three. After lubing his dick he threw my legs over shoulders and felt his cock pressing at my hole. As he pushed if felt him sliding into me. The pain was incredible. It felt as though I was being ripped apart. I was wishing it would be over when I felt him pull out a little bit. I released he had gone all the way in and the pain began to subside as the pleasure took over. I moaned as he moved in and out like a piston. I began to buck in sync with his movements and wanted more. I couldn't believe how much I loved this. He pulled out shortly and told me he wanted me to suck him off the rest of the way. I happily obliged and he quickly came in mouth as I swallowed every last drop.

We collapsed on the floor and stayed there till morning. When I woke up the next morning I knew that what had happened the previous night was not the first time we would hook up and that there would be many sexual adventures in the future and I couldn't wait till the next time.



My First Time



I had been invited to a 2 1/2 day medical symposium in Atlanta sponsored by a pharmaceutical company. I had looked forward to this meeting not only for the meeting content but to see colleagues that have mutual medical research interests. The meetings are well attended since new research findings are usually announced here before they are published in medical journals.

During the morning break, I ran into a doctor from North Carolina that I had met earlier in my career, at a similar meeting. He was a featured speaker at that meeting and I was quite impressed with his presentation. I ended up having dinner with Tony and several of his friends that night. Looking back, the attention he gave me in front of his colleagues was instrumental in launching my medical consulting career. Since then, I have not hesitated to call him about specific patients for an additional opinion. 

Over coffee, Tony and I caught each other up on what was happening in each of our worlds. It was great to see him again. I really enjoy being around him and he seemed to feel the same way. He is married with several children and I have been married for only a year. Although he was several years older than me, I really enjoyed being around him. We made plans for dinner that evening and he asked me to come by his room whenever I finished my last workshop and we'd decide where we would go. I had driven to the meeting and had a car. He suggested that we not invite anyone else and just relax and enjoy the evening.

For some reason, I was looking forward to having dinner with him without others. Tony is from North Carolina and also enjoys golf, fishing, and football. We would have a lot to talk about. When I got to his room, I got the impression he wasn't in a hurry to leave. He made me a drink from the mini-bar in the room and sat down in the chair. Since he is usually a workshop facilitator or speaker at these meetings, he was given a much nicer room. 

After we sat down with our drinks, he surprised me by asking if I had ever seen a Playgirl magazine. Totally caught off guard by the remark, I said "Of course not! I would rather see women in centerfolds." He laughed and told me that he had picked one up at a newsstand, out of curiosity, and wanted to show me something. He went to his briefcase and took out a Playgirl magazine that was featuring "college hunks" He said that the pictures of the male models had to have been "doctored" since each pf the models had such huge cocks. He reminded me that the male penis should average about 5 ½ to 6 inches and that every guy in this magazine all seemed to have cocks that were at least 7-9 inches. He flipped through each page pointing to the pictures, running his finger over the length of each guy's cock. I had never seen the magazine before other than on a newsstand shelf. 

I was feeling somewhat embarrassed sitting here with a guy, a professional colleague at that, talking about guy's cocks. Furthermore, I was finding myself becoming somewhat aroused at the whole scene. My face was flushed and I found it difficult to even look him in the eyes as he spoke. He kept saying that he couldn't believe that "that many guys could have such large cocks". He said that he had given many, many physical examinations and he was convinced that the averages were correct. He asked what I thought about it and I was having difficulty answering him since my cock is larger than any of the guys shown in that magazine. 

I must have mumbled something and he kept saying he knew that he was normal size and first thing I know, he unzips his trousers and removes his cock to compare with the guys shown in the pictures. He appeared to be about 6 ½ inches I guess and I was becoming further aroused looking at him. He asked if I was in the normal range and I mumbled that I probably was. He asked if I minded showing him and he reached over and started to unzip me. Having gotten caught up in the whole thing, I allowed him to unzip my pants and he could see the full ness of my huge cock in my underwear immediately. He said "God damn, you are bigger than they are". He pulled my cock out and in doing so, it reached its maximum length of about 9 ½ inches. His cock was hard and at attention by now. He couldn't take his eyes off of my cock and I was embarrassed that I was thoroughly enjoying his hands on my cock. 

Although I am quite athletic and have spent my share of hours in the locker rooms showering with guys, I, like most guys, have never looked closely at others cocks. I have had remarks made about my "horsecock" but usually laughed it off as joking and went about my business. This male-male talk was quite erotic and I was all caught up in it. He asked if I minded him looking closer at it, stating he had never seen one as large as mine. I sat down in the chair and he kneeled down beside me and continued to fondle it and I was in a full state of arousal not even sure that I could hold back. He didn't ask but took it in his mouth and started to suck on it. I can't describe the difference in how it felt as compared to my wife or girls that I had dated before getting married. He knew exactly what to do that sent me over the edge. I tried to pull away but he held on as I shot off in his mouth. I felt like I had never cum that much before. As he took it out of his mouth, he stood and remarked that even after that, I was still so much larger than his at full erection. He stood and his cock was now in front of me. He placed my hand on it and I was surprised at how good it felt in my hand. I stroked it and in a few minutes he was cumming, also. At this point, we had practically all our clothes on the floor and he invited me to shower. He started the shower and as I entered, he followed me. He washed me completely continuing to play with my cock. We dried each other and fell on the bed, repeating everything again and again. I left his room after midnight with no regrets that neither of us had missed dinner.

At the meeting the next day, Tony seemed to avoid me and I was glad. I wouldn't know what to say. At the afternoon break, he informed me that he had ordered dinner for us in his room at 7 pm. He smiled and walked away.

Needless to say, I didn't wear a coat and tie as I made my way to his room that evening. We had a great dinner and he ordered an "x-rated" movie on the TV and we had a repeat of the prior evening... 

We had breakfast with the others attending the meeting and when it concluded at mid-morning, I dropped him off at the airport. We compared our schedules and promised to make e very effort to be at the next one scheduled for later that year. I knew that I would be seeing Tony again. 



My First Time



It was a warm spring day as I drove my car my thoughts racing like the miles. I was due to meet him in 15 minutes, and I was excited as hell. My first time meeting him this man I knew so well. 

I had decided I'd dress cool and casual. Wearing tight black jeans, short silver tee, and my favorite velvet jacket. I smiled to myself knowing I wasn't wearing anything underneath. "Why" you ask, because I knew what was going to happen as soon as I met him. Even over electronic wires you can sense someone's passion about them and for you.

As I drove into the parking lot of his hotel my heart skipped a dozen beats. There he was standing out front waiting for me. I parked my car and nearly flew into his arms I was so happy to see him. 

Then my pulse stopped as I spotted someone standing beside him. He introduced this other man as his best friend "A surprise for you" Matt said. I eyed this other guy suspiciously wondering what the two of them had planned. 

Matt offered we all go grab some lunch together so we could ease the tension a little. After an hour of catching up and laughing at the new stories we had to tell. We decided to go back to their hotel room and give ourselves some privacy. Once alone with my best friend and his best friend I started feeling a little nervous again, but at the same time more excited than I had ever been. As I looked into Matt's eyes I asked him straight out what were the intentions here. He gave it straight back to me "I want to watch you fuck my best friend, and then I'm going to fuck the hell out of you." 

All right I thought I was open to trying new things. I told his friend to get undressed and lay on the bed. He did as I asked and I stripped also then I crawled up onto the bed. 

Crawling up on the bed I moved between his legs. Pausing for a second because I was a little nervous again. So for a few moments we kissed our tongues dancing as our mouths nibbled. Then as I looked down and saw him hard and nearly throbbing I became brave. So I took his cock in my hand and started licking the tip with my tongue. My hand sliding up and down on his shaft as my tongue encircles the head. He closes his eyes and begins to moan as I slide his cock deeper into my mouth. His hips thrusting forcing his cock deeper in my mouth as I start to suck harder and harder. I place one hand on his balls and feel them begin to tauten as I start moaning on his cock. My other hand tugging his shaft faster and faster. His back arches and his body tenses as he spouts his seed into my mouth. 

I looked over at Matt to find him fully enjoying our show. As I looked into Matt eyes a mischievous glint in mine I swallowed his friend's cum and licked his cock clean. 

After a little bit of time had passed Matt's friend sat up and kissed me hard on the mouth. Then he shoved me to my hands and knees and climbed behind me. I cried out as he forced his cock into my tight asshole in one hard thrust. Then Matt came around the side of the bed and put his hard cock into my mouth. I took Matt's cock deep into my mouth taking him far into my throat. Matt was driving his cock into my mouth furiously as his friend propelled his cock into my ass. 

I grabbed Matt's cock in my hands and started pulling him into my mouth. My tongue licking over the tip of his cock wildly as I met his friend's cock thrust for thrust with my ass. I yelled out as my body started to spasm between the two of them. Matt exploded down my throat just as his friend filled my ass with his hot seed. 

Then Matt walked back over to the chair and said to me "Now ride him." So as his friend laid on his back I took a moment to kiss and lick his body then I climbed over his waist. Taking his shaft in my hand I teased him a little first. Rubbing the head of his cock between my moist lips. Then I took his cock and pushed the head just a little ways into my opening. I lifted up and slid my hole down his shaft burying him in one fluid motion. He moaned and arched his back meeting my thrusting pussy. I leaned forward and pinned his shoulders to the bed. sliding almost all the way off his cock and slamming back down hard. Faster and faster I bounced on his shaft until his cock swelled and exploded in me. Harder I pumped my hips until my pussy pulsated and rippled around his spurting cock. I climbed off his body and was resting on my knees beside him as I grinned at Matt. 

Matt's friend rolled off the bed and stumbled over to the chair looking very satisfied, but not Matt. He almost threw me on my back and climbed in between my legs. He spread my legs with his then grabbed his cock and shoved his hard shaft into my tight wet pussy. My back arched and my hips lifted as I met his cock. Matt started hammering his cock into my aching hole. I tried wrapping my legs around him, but he only lifted them up over his shoulders. Giving him full access to pound my soaking little pussy. I squeezed his cock with my inner muscles so tight as I squealed out, exploding hard. He exploded deep in me splashing my walls with his cum. 

My body was thrashing wildly under him meeting his wild fucking. I raked my nails up and down his back. It only served to have him pin my arms above my head so he could get at my tits. He sucked hard on my nipples pumping his cock even faster into me. So I gripped his cock as tight as I could making him moan out and free my hands. I reached down and squeezed his ass digging my nails in. I yelled out as I exploded all around his cock again my cum covering his shaft. Then he thrust hard one last time and blasted his seed deep inside me. 

I lay there exhausted and sated as his body relaxed over mine. Matt rolled over taking me with him and held me tight in his arms. I smiled down into his eyes and kissed him softly. Matt kissed me back whispering in my ear "What a surprise?"



My First Time



I was not a virgin. The joke among my friends, in fact, is that I am a nymphomaniac. I'm not, but I love sex. My boyfriend never has to worry about me "having a headache" or "being too tired"--I am always ready to go, sometimes even more than he is. I am a moaner; I come harder if I can let loose with wild noise--moans, groans, screams, pants, dirty talk, you name it. Like I said, I love sex.

The only problem was that I had never had sex with a woman. I'd first admitted to my attraction for women a couple of years before, and was now at the point where I was comfortable with the idea--and very horny. Despite frequent masturbation, I was always turned on--my vagina wet at a moment's notice, sometimes sooner. My boyfriend was gone, I only saw him every couple of months, and frankly I thought I was going crazy. Until I met the girl.

I wasn't interested in love--I was already IN love--I just wanted sex. Not just anyone would do, though; for me, sex can't be random, even for a casual encounter. To feel attraction, the person in question must be special. I saw her for the first time at a bookstore, reading "Harry Potter", and I felt a small jolt in my back. I introduced myself and began conversation over the book. She was cute! Not too tall, but taller than me, dark blonde hair to her shoulders, blue eyes, freckles, and a nice figure. Lush breasts, small waist, large hips, very curvy and feminine. I wanted her almost immediately. She was smart and sassy, sarcastic and bitchy, silly and moody by turns. Perfect.

How on earth was I supposed to know if she was interested in me, though? Having never hit on a girl I didn't already know, I was confused. I didn't see any cross jewelry, but in this town, it's never safe to assume. Slowly, I steered the talk toward religion. Like me, she had once been a Christian, but had found it lacking. She couldn't really define her beliefs now, but they were not biblical. Perfect. 

Now, how to see if there was any hope of something more? I took a deep breath. "Are you busy later? Would you like to grab something to eat?" (Strange how such a simple question required so much courage!) To my amazement, she said sure, let's go, and she lightly touched my arm on the way out. Butterflies flittered in my stomach and groin. 

As we ate fast food, our talking began to slowly dance into flirtation. We talked about boyfriends, girlish matters, sex. I told her I loved my boyfriend, but was interested in something different. "Different? How so?" (Deep breath) "I want to have sex with a woman."

Her face registered no surprise. "Want to go back to my place?"

Caught off guard, I stuttered a yes, face beet red. In the car, she told me to relax. She'd been "experimenting" with girls for a year or so, had experience in such matters. Now I was REALLY nervous. Guys seem to like my body well enough, but would she? I was tense, tense, tense.

We popped a corny chick flick into the DVD player and cuddled up on the couch under a blanket, legs touching. I felt like I was 14 again, on my first movie date with a boy. After a million years of creeping, our hands touched, then held, palm to tingling palm. Then, she tucked her legs up into the seat and leaned them into my lap. I took my other hand and rested it on her knee, but as she shifted again it fell on to her thigh. Both still staring at the TV (though not seeing anything), we moved our clasped hands up into her lap. I stroked her thigh with one hand, and her soft belly with the other. Still avoiding each other's gaze, our heads tilted towards each other, and the softest of kisses commenced. Abruptly she let go, stood up, helped me up, and led me to her bedroom.

Heart pounding, pelvis throbbing, I barely noticed the decor--looked like rock posters on the walls, a tad girlier than my room. She led me to the double bed, sat me down next to her, grabbed my head in both hands, and kissed me with a sudden violence. My hands, left free, began to roam: shoulders down to silky arms, then up to soft breasts, where they lingered, lightly stroking stiffening nipples through her shirt. She took her hands and began to lift my shirt, interrupting the kiss only long enough to yank it over my head. Lift, yank, repeat, and we kissed in our bras, breasts rubbing, hands wandering freely and almost roughly.

I broke the kiss and traveled to her neck, which was so lovely I had to kiss it to be sure it was real. Feeling her breath quicken, I moved to her collar bone, lightly biting as I began to remove her bra. That gone, I licked down to her left breast, sucking and biting as her groans spurred me on. Then to the right breast, running my hand down her stomach to her pants zipper as I continue to suck. Oh, the glory of those breasts, so soft and white, so firm and erect, larger than apples, tasty and ticklish! 

As I tried to unfasten her jeans, she suddenly yanked my head back by the hair and nearly tears my bra off, devouring my chest hungrily as I gasp and lie back. She unbuttoned my pants, slid them off, still biting me with fury as I squirmed and moaned. Then she moved, licking up my inner thigh all the way to my panties, yanking them down and taking one single, light, teasing lick of my whole pussy, before going back to my breasts. Mouth and teeth on left breast, her right hand tickled my clit, then eased two fingers into that drenchingly wet mouth. MMMMMMMMMMMMMM! as I could already feel myself rocking into the pressure of those fingers. In out, in out, my cunt making slurping sounds as she pumped her fingers in me and me moaning, writhing, hips grinding, on and on, faster, oh god, faster, until I saw black stars and quivered and shook and nearly screamed with the orgasm. 

She grinned, licking off one dripping finger and giving me the other. I sucked my juices off her finger, then grabbed her and threw her down. I climbed on top of her, ripped her pants down clumsily, laughing because I could barely move my fingers well enough, but then she was naked, legs spread, and I just looked. Her body was white and smooth, faintly freckled on the shoulders. She was round, yielding softness, breathing fast so her large breasts heaved, and I thought she was beautiful. So beautiful that I wanted to take her, needed to take her, needed to make her come, but I didn't know if I could...

She sensed my nervousness and laughed. "Just relax! If you screw up, we'll laugh, and go on!" Well, okay, I was game. I decided to nibble her soft stomach, just below her breasts, rubbing breast in one hand and thigh in the other. Then I moved south, biting and sucking down her faint happy trail, getting ever closer to her beautiful cunt. I could smell her excitement and mine mixing. As I reached her labia, I began to alternately lick, stroke, and breathe warm air on them, seeing her back arch in response. Curious, I slipped one finger inside her, then began to lick and suck at her pussy. She moaned, bucking her hips, trying to grab me or a pillow or the wall... I felt around inside her, added a finger, till I found a spot on the back wall that made her groan. I found a rhythm, fingers and tongue working together, sucking at her, licking her, feeling her hips pump, hearing her cries, ohhhhhhhhhhhh. The taste of her was incredible, so salty, just a hint of musk; I wanted to drink her in, as I kept sucking at that soft ripe fruit of hers. All too soon, it seems, she climaxed, stiffening her whole body as I pushed my fingers in as deep as they would go. Then, she relaxed, and I slowly withdrew, dripping with her fluids. I licked her off my fingers, then went to kiss her. We were both sweating. I'd never worked so hard in sex and I was exhausted, but I felt incredible. She was so beautiful. 



My First Time



I grew up in San Francisco where sexuality was always on display. I explored pornography and sexuality at a young age and have always had an adventurous soul. When I was about 14 or 15 years old I began to see pictures and ads from she-male escorts and felt a curiously strong draw towards these fabulous creatures...the best of both worlds as the saying goes. 

At 18 I was preparing to leave for college. I spent the summer working outdoors which made me tan and fit...my blonde hair becoming bleached by the sun. So here I was, 18 years old, tall and lean, and growing impatient to fulfill my fantasy of meeting a she-male. Whenever I could I poured through the papers in the news racks and finally saw an article on the transgender scene that pointed out all the clubs and bars in town where the scene came to life. This was my chance. 

I went down late on a Friday night...nearly midnight as I recall. There was no one at the door, lucky me, so I slipped inside and found a table in the back by the dance floor. I sat and watched in wonder as my fantasy moved all about me...beautiful and mysterious 'women' filled the room. 

I had been there only a little while when a beautiful black she-male pulled up a chair and sat down. She was tall and thin, dark-complexion, high-cheekbones and dressed in a sheer black outfit. I stammered as I said hello. 

She introduced herself as Rhonda and asked me my name. I told her and she smiled...I was certain she knew I was underage and she had simply sat down to toy with me. Later I would learn that I was half right. 

We talked a bit and then she asked me if I knew what kind of 'lady' she was. I told her she was a beautiful one but she didn't let it go at that. She said she was a lady with a big cock and that she thought I had somehow ended up in the wrong place. Feely bold I told her that I knew she had a cock but that if it was bigger than mine I would drop to my knees and suck it for her. In an instant her face broke into a smile and she told me I had just made a big mistake. She finished her drink and told me we were leaving...I obediently followed her out the front door. 

When we arrived at her apartment, off the alley and up the green flight of stairs, she told me to undress so I could prove that I was big...she sat on the couch and watched as I took off my shoes, my shirt and then dropped my pants. She had me turn around on her command so she could survey my ass and told me I was about to lose this little contest I had started. I was standing there in the middle of the room...my hard 8" standing tall...and I gasped when she pulled up her dress. I collapsed to my knees and knelt there is wonder as she began to stroke her un-cut cock...it just grew and grew until it stood a full, thick 10"...just a few inches from my face. 

I had never been happier about losing and I just couldn't resist. I wrapped both of my hands around her cock and jammed the head into my mouth...so hungry for her cock and so eager to please. I listened to her instructions as I bobbed and stroked...and realized she was training me to suck my very first cock. She was so huge that I couldn't fit her all the way down but I tried my best...filling my mouth, working my hands and trying to open my throat the way I had seen girls do on me and in the movies. I wanted so bad to please her and get her to shoot a load from that big, black cock. 

I must have been there on my knees for half an hour before she pulled me up by my hair...she knew I would do anything to earn her praise. She took me to the bedroom and put me on the bed...hands and knees...doggy style. She could tell I was excited and scared as she lubed me up...sliding that massive cock back and forth in the crack of my ass before finally starting in on me. She never needed to ask if I was a virgin...that was obvious when she slipped the head of her cock into me. I wailed out and she grabbed my hips...holding me still and resisting my attempt to pull off of her throbbing cock. She held me still for a moment or two and then began to rock just slightly...back and forth just and inch as my ass unclenched and she could feel my desire take over and welcome her in. I looked back and she grinned...working me deeper, inch by inch until I had it all and I could feel her balls touching mine. I felt a strange surge of pride as she smiled down on me, now I knew she was pleased with me. 

She rode me slow...quickening at times and eventually filled me with cum. I fell forward onto the bed, amazed with this new feeling, and the fabulous sight of her spent cock shrinking from its hardness, and the excitement it had delivered into my body. When I went to leave...she walked me to the door...kissed me and said "now don't be a stranger". I was sure I would be back...but that is a story for another time. 

So that is how it began...I still crave she-male cock, big and black is my favorite...and I have been at it for 20 years since. 



My First Time



So here I was, in the lobby of an apartment building in the gay area of town, about to meet my Internet lover for the first time. I had wondered what m2m sex was like and when I stumbled across the website for older men and younger guys wanting to meet, I ended up chatting to Graham. It had taken a while for us to get to meet, but here I was, ready to meet him. I knew nothing really about him, except that he was 58 and liked younger guys.

I dialed his number on the intercom and a soft voice answered.

“Hello” a soft voice answered.

“Hello, it’s Steve” I said.

“Come up Steve” the voice replied “2nd floor, number 7”.

The door clicked open and I walked across to the elevator. I got out at the second floor and looked down the corridor, there was a man standing in his doorway, looking down the corridor. He was shorter than me, with white hair and a short beard, wearing a t-shirt and boxer shorts. This must be Graham.

He opened the door wide and showed me in.

We went and sat on the couch.

“Well Steve it’s great to finally meet you,” he said holding my hand, “So how are you?”

“A little nervous actually,” I answered, my heart was racing.

“Well don’t be” he said rubbing my hand “Can I get you a drink or anything?”

“I’m fine thanks,” I said, I think I was stammering a bit.

As if to either calm my fears or just give me something else to think about, he leant over to me, put a hand on my thigh and kissed me. It was a surprise, but not unpleasant. The first man I had ever kissed. His tongue searching for mine, his lips pressed firmly onto my own mouth. I gently kissed him back, my tongue meeting his inside our locked mouths.

My heart was still racing and the blood starting to surge between my legs. As he pulled back, he noticed the bulge starting to grow in my pants and smiled.

“Well that’s a good sign,” he said softly

I smiled back.

“Well I guess we’d better get you out of these clothes then”, he said, obviously keen to get started. He began to unbutton my shirt, I just laid back and let him. I was too excited to move.

He opened my shirt all the way and ran his hands all over my chest, he took it off and hung it on the back of a chair.

Then he undid my belt and started to unzip my trousers, all the time my cock was getting harder and harder and my heart beating faster.

He paused for a moment to undo and remove my shoes, then pulled off my pants. He hung these too neatly on the back of the chair.

He came back over to the couch and took off his t-shirt and shorts, he stood naked in front of me, obviously getting very horny himself. He had a good body for his age I guess, his cock although not large, was stiffening rapidly too.

“So you like older men then Steve?” he asked.

“I like the idea”, I replied “I’ve never been with a man before, but all my fantasies are older men, it just turns me on so much”.

“Well that’s great,” he said smiling “I absolutely love younger guys, so we’ll be fine”.

I stood up and he knelt in front of me. He reached up and tugged at my shorts. He pulled them down and my cock sprung out, jutting out hard as a rod before his face.

“Oh yes,” he murmured, “oh yes,” as he pulled down my shorts.

I sat back down on the couch and he took my hard cock in his mouth

“Ohhhh yessss”, I gasped as his hot, wet mouth enveloped my stiff end.

He sucked me softly yet firmly, and totally expertly. First he licked the tip then he took the head in his mouth and flicked his tongue all around the edge. Then he slowly took as much of my length as he could into his wonderful mouth and sucked it in and out. It was amazing, this guy was turning me on like I had never known. He ran his hands all over my chest and thighs, squeezing my nipples. He sucked my cock until it was soaking wet with his saliva and kissed and licked my inner thighs like a sex-crazed teenager. I was in heaven and was just wondering if it could get any better, and then it did.

He stopped sucking me for a moment and looked up at me, all around his mouth was wet with his saliva and my precum.

“Ok there Steve?” he smiled.

“Mmmm oh yeah”, I replied dreamily.

He lifted up my legs over his shoulders and parted my thighs wide. I felt the cool air on my now moist ringpiece. He held my thighs apart and headed for my asshole. I moaned loudly as his tongue made contact with my moist hole.

“Oh yes, oh my…… hhhhhhh”, I gasped as my white haired lover went to work on my virgin hole. His tongue running all over the outside of it was amazing enough, but when I felt it slip inside I almost hit the roof.

“Oh wow,” I moaned, “what are you doing to me?”

I had never been so turned on, and it was a 58-year-old man that was responsible for it.

He switched between sucking my cock as he fingered my ass, and stroking my cock as he licked and ate at my hole. His assault on my virgin asshole continued for what seemed like an age, I moaned and thrashed my head from side to side, my feet pressed down on my lover’s shoulders as I pressed my ass onto his tongue, which never seemed to stop moving.

He paused for a moment, I guess to catch his breath, and looked up at me. I leant down and kissed his mouth, hard and deep, pushed my tongue into his mouth to show my thanks for the new heights of ecstasy I was now experiencing.

He moved up to my chest and started to kiss my nipples, I pushed them towards his mouth and he bit my nipple gently, I gasped loudly so he did it again, this time harder. It was such a turn on, and all the time he never stopped stroking my throbbing cock.

After he sucked my nipples and stroked my cock for a few minutes more, he stopped and asked

“Would you like to taste me Steve?”

I nodded, still breathless and slipped off the couch onto the floor. He stood up in front of me and as I knelt up, he guided my head so that his hard cock found my open, panting mouth.

I gently took his end into my mouth and started to suck, it was my first taste of cock. I sucked him deeper and managed to get the whole thing inside my mouth, my nose buried in his pubic hair. I reached up and gripped his ass cheeks to hold him into me as I sucked him harder. I was too turned on to even question what I was doing, sucking this old guy off who I had just met for the first time. The first time too that I had been intimate with a man, and how intimate it was turning out to be!

I continued to suck him and enjoy my first taste of another man's cock. Graham, my new lover was moaning softly so I knew I was doing something right, his hands softly holding the back of head, (as if I was going anywhere!). I pulled back after several minutes just to catch my breath. As I pulled back, a string of precum strung from my lips, which I quickly licked off. I looked at the wet hard cock in front of my face for a few seconds, then carried on sucking. I wanted to please my lover who had now taken me to places that I had previously only fantasized about.

As I continued pleasuring my new lover with my mouth, he was telling me what a good boy I was and what a good job I was doing. This turned me on even more. Then he asked me if I wanted to go further, did I want him to fuck me tonight as well. Through my mouthful of cock, I tried to say “yes, yes, yes!” I did want him to, I wanted to feel him in my ass, fucking me, filling me up with his cock, but I couldn’t speak. I must have got the point across though, because he then removed his hands from my head, told me to stop and then led me by the hand to the bedroom.

I got onto the bed and lay there on my back while Graham went to the bathroom. I heard cupboards opening as he searched for something. As I lay there naked on the bed, I thought how turned on I had just been, and that had been just oral sex. Imagine what was to come!

I was getting harder again as Graham returned. In his hand he carried a dildo, some condoms and what looked like a tube of lubricant. A rush of excitement surged through my body at the prospect of what was about to happen.

“Are you ready?” he asked me softly.

“Yes I am,” I replied, “so ready for you”.

I laid back, my head on the pillow as he put a condom on the dildo and lubed it up. He put it on the bed and knelt astride me. He leant down and kissed me deeply and hungrily, I kissed him back, our tongues fighting, our saliva mixing and flowing back and forth. He kissed my neck and ran his tongue down to my nipples, he nibbled and sucked at the one while he squeezed the other, swapping over so both got equal attention. I moaned as he did so, my cock getting harder once more.

He continued down and got to my cock again, taking it in his mouth and sucking me just like before.

He moved down to the end of the bed and pulled my legs open, he pushed them up in the air and back over my head, my feet pointing towards the headboard, he licked my asshole once more and then put some lube on his finger and smeared it on my hole, it felt cold. I shut my eyes and felt the rush of excitement as he pressed the dildo against my lubed up hole.

Without a word he slowly pressed the toy into me, I gasped as I felt my opening stretch to accommodate it. It was my first time so I suppose it would be a bit tight.

“Ok my lover?” he asked,

“Mmmmm,” was all I could say.

He pushed the toy in a little way, then turned it on. I was not ready for it and cried out as the nerves in my ass all got woken up together. The feeling was amazing.

He pushed the buzzing toy as far as it would go and then started to pull it out again, he slowly fucked me with it as I lay there in ecstasy, my ankles over my shoulders and my ass up in the air, moaning loudly.

He reamed my ass with the dildo for what seemed like an age and then paused.

“Are you ready to go all the way?” he asked

“Yes,” I said, in a haze of lust “I want to feel your cock inside me.”

He smiled and kissed my ass cheeks, then reached over and picked up another condom, which he put on his cock. He got back on the bed and told me to turn over.

I was so excited I could hardly breathe, I was about to get fucked for the first time by this man that was older than my father, my head was spinning I was so aroused. He knelt behind me and pulled my hips up into position, he pressed his cock against my hole and I gasped as I felt my first real cock start to go inside me. I felt the head enter me then the rest of the gorgeous tool, it hurt a little, but the pain almost served as a turn on too. He pushed it into me inch by wonderful inch until I felt his balls against the backs of my thighs. As I realized he was fully inside me, I thought I would cum there and then. He slowly pulled out of me, still gripping my hips, then slowly fucked me as I moaned and cried out beneath him, I was in total ecstasy and so helpless with pleasure that he (or anyone else) could have done anything he wanted to me. Wave after wave of electricity flowed over my body as my lover thrust his cock in and out of my tight asshole, it felt like my ass was stretched so far it would rip, but the pleasure was just washing over me. After the first thrust in, it got much more comfortable, the way out was pure heaven.

“Oh yes Steve, that’s good isn’t it,” he murmured, all the time telling me softly what a good boy I was and how nice I was to fuck.

All I could do was moan unintelligibly.

“Do you want me to come in you?” he asked.

‘No…….wanna … taste you,” I gasped.

He started to fuck me faster and I think he was about to cum so he pulled out of me, I hardly moved, still in this wonderful haze of ecstasy. He came to the head of the bed, took off the condom and put his cock towards my mouth, my lips eagerly closed around it. He stood by the side of the bed and I sucked his cock hungrily, it tasted slightly of condom but was still great. I sucked and sucked on him, licked his shaft all along the length and sucked his balls too, after a few minutes of him pumping in and out of my mouth, he tensed and I knew he was going to cum. He gripped my head firmly in place as the first jet of hot cum hit the back of my throat, I gagged and tried to pull back but he held me there so I just had to swallow it as best I could, then another gob of cum came shooting into my mouth, which I also managed to swallow. As the third jet came he pulled back, some of it shooting onto my lips and my face, he stroked his cock fast and shot the rest of his load all over my face and neck. I was so horny I was raging, all I could taste and smell was cum, I could feel it all over my face, in my mouth and dripping off my chin. I felt dirty but in a sexy way, almost like a slut, but somehow it was really good. I caught a glimpse of myself in the bedroom mirror, cum smeared on my face and dripping off my chin. I got a rush of horny adrenaline through my whole body.

I licked my lips and then caught the drips off my chin with my hand and licked my fingers clean. I went down again and sucked my lover’s sticky cummy cock.

“Oh good boy Steve,” he said stroking my head as I sucked him clean “you did that without even being asked”.

I looked up and smiled back as best I could with his cock in my mouth.

After I had cleaned him up I sat back on the bed, still very horny. Graham came and sat next to me

“So did you like that Steve?” he asked “how was your first cock? Your first taste of cum?”

“I loved it,” I replied. I was horny as hell and wanted to cum so bad.

“It must be your turn to cum now though isn’t it?” he continued.

“I would love to,” I said with a great feeling of relief that my balls would soon be empty.

“Would you like to fuck me with that big cock of yours baby?” he asked smiling, “then give me your load in my mouth, just as I did you?”

“Certainly,“ I smiled back.

I was still hard from getting fucked and swallowing all that cum, so I grabbed a condom and put it on.

Graham was already on the bed, ass cheeks spread, waiting for my cock.

I lubed up the tip and pressed it against his hole, I had fucked a few girls in the ass so this was not completely new to me, I just had never done it with a 58-year-old man.

I eased into him to a groan of delight

“Oh Steve, you are soo big, that feels so good”.

I got as far in as I could, then leant over and nibbled at his shoulder, I then started to withdraw. I had put plenty of lube on so I soon built up the pace of my thrusts. As I did, Graham’s moans got louder and louder, he was loving my cock.

I was so horny that I knew I wouldn’t last long and I shouted to Graham that I was about to cum. I pulled out of him and lay back in front of him on the bed. I pulled off the condom and started to jerk my cock. Graham put his mouth on me, he was amazing at that. I felt it build up inside me and told him I was going to cum, his mouth made a perfect seal around my cock as I pumped what seemed like gallons of cum into my lover’s mouth. He didn’t spill a drop and as I finished, I lay back and watched as he pulled his mouth off me, leaving no trace of cum on my cock…… he had got every drop of it in his mouth.

I closed my eyes, suddenly spent, and lay back. I sensed Graham move and opened my eyes to find him over me, he held my head in a vice like grip and forced my mouth open. I thought he was going to kiss me although he was being a bit firm all of a sudden. He gripped my head and put his mouth close to mine and spat all the cum he had in his mouth into my own. The mixture of cum and saliva seemed like gallons as he spat a long thick string into my opened mouth. All I could do was swallow as much of the gooey mixture as I could. It was a rather arousing feeling though, to have my new lover do something completely without asking me. He had asked if he could fuck me, but this, he just did whether I wanted him to or not. He spat it all into my mouth and I swallowed it, a bit had got onto my cheeks and chin, he licked this off me, then we kissed deeply, our tongues gently fighting, both of our mouths now tasting of cum. We kissed one final time and licked each other’s lips clean.

As we both lay there completely exhausted, I could still taste cum and it was dried on my face, I wondered what I would do now. Sure I had had a good time there, but what about my girlfriend? I mean I wasn’t gay or anything…was I? Whatever happened, I knew I would never be the same again.



My First Time



When I grew up it wasn't an easy thing to get laid. I remember after I got a car, there were a few immature wrestling matchs when parked. With a bit of effort a guy might get to feel some boobs from the outside of the clothing, but even that was considered a score with the guys I ran around with.

Sure, they all bragged about their conquests, but the truth was closer to the fact that they weren't getting any more than I was!

There was one girl, Paula, that rode the bus with me all through School. She was pretty, but one of those country girls the city types all looked down on. She seemed painfully shy, and was alone more than not.

One Summer she came over to our place, her Dad was there to help us with our hay crop in exchange for some bales for his own stock. Mom always set a good table when we were working, this was no exception. I remember it to this day, fresh Venison, Country gravy, mashed Potatoes, fresh corn on the cob. Paula's Dad raved about the meal, getting a big happy smile from Mom. Paula and I sat there side by side, bashful and quiet, and just ate. Afterwards, we walked out to the slough to watch the fish jump, and the Swallows fly in taking bugs off the water. We talked a bit, she started to open up and get bubbly and excited at the conversation.

But at school the next week, she was just shy Paula again, looked down on by the other kids.

I wasn't much better off, being from the Country, too. I was sent to school with ill-fitting clothes handed down from my older brothers, Mom still handed me my lunch in the metal box, even though that was "out". All the rest of the kids carried paper sacks, my folks weren't about to spend money on paper sacks when I already had a perfectly good lunchbox!

Yea, it was like that all through school. Most of the other kid's folks had good mill jobs, and drove late model cars. My Dad had an old beat up Chevy, and the other kids would giggle when he dropped me off or picked me up at games and the like.

We lived off what we could catch or grow. More than once, Dad would hand me the snagging line, and send me up to the whirlpool where Salmon stacked up at low tide in the Fall. I would yank a half dozen out and drag them home, hating every minute of it. Dad taught me to shoot, then would send me out to get a buck. He gave me one bullet, and a knife, that was it. 

"No need for a 2nd shot!" he would say. "Be sure of the first one!" One time I knocked down a little buck with a bit of a careless shot, it got up and ran.

Nothing to do about it but go tell Dad, I will never forget the disapointment in his eyes as he handed me a 2nd shell. I knew that I had to go finish the job, or not come home.

That took me two days, but finally I came upon the animal laying down, and ended it.

I hated that, too. 

We had these noontime dances at School, I sometimes asked some of the girls to dance with me, but nearly all of them turned me down with a sneer. I was younger than most, since my Birthday is in October. I started school just barely 6 years old. So I was always behind, plus I was small and a bit pudgy to boot.

One day I spotted Paula, sitting alone. Mustering up every bit of courage I had, I asked her to dance. I saw her start to say no, then she smiled and said "OK!"

We danced at every noontime dance after that, and sometimes we sat and talked. We just ignored the sneers from the upper crust in school, she was nice, and I appreciated a friend.

The summer between my Junior and Senior year brought changes! My Dad was logging on the ranch, the price of timber was up! He gave me the job of unloading the wet sawdust from the huge drag sleds that came in from the tiny mill he had set up.

I remember that well, it took me all day. It was everything I could do to unload just one, spreading the sawdust in the corral to keep the mud down for our cattle.

Long before I was done, the 2nd sled arrived. Dad came in late, looked at me and pitched in and helped. He never said a word, but I tried harder and harder to keep up after that.

In just a couple of weeks, I was handling each load in 30 minutes, then I got to go play until the next load arrived. I never noticed what swimming in the nearby slough and working was doing to my body.

That Fall, my Mom had me try on some of my brother's clothes, there was no way that that would work. I was suddenly 6' tall, and 180 pounds of pure muscle! But I had saved the $1.50 a sledload I got paid, and some more money we got from picking berries, and I had enough for some NEW clothes.

Off Mom and I went to the local catalog store, I had new slacks, new shirts, the cool kind. I was feeling pretty proud, thinking now I would be a part of the group at school.

It didn't make any real difference, although I saw some of the girls look at me oddly. I just thought they didn't like me, hung my head and went to my classes.

Paula and I hooked up at the noontime dances, I noticed she was suddenly bigger in front and looking more like a woman than the girl I knew. I must have kept glancing at her breasts, because she would blush and put her arms in front to hide them from me.


Graduation came and went, I was now on the job market! I remember that day, Dad drove us home in his new Lincoln, like I said, timber prices were up! Suddenly our family had a little money!

"Well, son,!" Dad told me. "Time to get a job, and find a wife!" Now that was a shock to my system, I was still in my cap and gown from graduation when he told me that.

But I did as he asked, and went down to the mill and applied. They liked the idea of a strapping kid with huge arms fresh out of High School and I got hired! Dad gave me the room and board bill the day I told him I got hired.

I turned 18 just a few months later, and had some money in my pocket. I would go to town to the only dance club there was on Friday evenings and drink a beer or two. No one questioned my age, I was big and strapping, and looked older. I would sometimes ask some of the girls to dance, and I was surprised that most would!

Even more surprising was some of them would try and talk to me, but I was suspicious of women. I didn't notice the different looks they gave me, had no idea at all what it meant.

I was sitting at the bar just a few days after my 18th birthday when in walked Paula! She was dressed in a full length dress, cut just low enough in front to show the tops of her breasts. I had never seen her looking like that. I also noticed the rather weasely looking man with her, easily 20 years her senior.

She looked right at me as she walked past, they took a seat at a table about 30 feet away. Then she looked up at me and gave me a hint of a smile. I nodded, and watched as they ordered drinks.

After about a half hour or so, I decided to go ask her to dance. I wasn't too worried about the guy with her, I was actually thinking he was an uncle or something, it never hit me he was a boyfriend.

Paula glanced at the guy when I stepped up and held out my hand, he looked me up and down and said, "Yeah, what the fuck!"

We stepped out to the dance floor, she slid into my arms just like old home week. We had gotten to know each other fairly well in school, we danced like an old married couple.

In no time at all, we were chatting and catching up, I asked about the guy she was with. She hesitated slightly, then told me he was Sam.

He didn't really fit with the beautiful woman I had in my arms, but I just nodded, and we talked some more. We danced about 3 numbers, even one of the hot swing type numbers so popular in those days. I delighted in spinning her around, watching her dress flare out, showing her legs to her knees.

Finally I returned her to her seat, Sam looked me up and down with that sneer I had gotten used to in High School, and said, "I was beginning to think you planned on keeping her, buddy!"..

I looked him in the eyes, and said, "Sorry, old school friends, is all!"

"Yeah, well keep it that way, asshole!" he retorted.

I bit my tongue and went back to my stool at the bar. Glancing over, I saw that Paula had her head down as Sam berated her about something. She looked up at me briefly, then turned her gaze back to the table in front of her.

I went back to the room around me, just relaxing and watching the goings-on.

It wasn't 10 minutes later when I heard a bit of a commotion, and here was Sam over at the other end of the bar hitting on a lady sitting there. He was obviously being a bit of an ass, the guy sitting with the lady was looking to be a mixture of uncomfortable and angry. The lady was saying something loudly to Sam, who was just leering.

I looked over at Paula, she sat with her eyes downcast, hands in her lap, the same attitude she had had all through school. So I went over and asked her to dance again.

"Sam won't like this." she said, a question in her eyes.

"Hell with Sam!" I said, and we took to the dance floor.

We stayed out there a good half hour, dance after dance, Paula looked like she had stepped into the sun, smiling and laughing, having a good time.

I looked around for Sam, he was standing up at the bar tossing back some kind of drink, and I could tell he was getting wasted. I knew he had at least 4 while I was sitting there, and the bar we were in was not known for weak drinks!

So Paula and I danced a few more. By now Sam was getting angry, but I really didn't care. As I finally took her back to her seat, Sam said something to me, but I couldn't understand the words, they were so slurred. I apologized, and went up to the bar and ordered a Double and a light drink for Paula.

Taking them back to his table, I set the drinks down with my best smile, and apologized. He reached for the drink and muttered something, I stepped back to the bar, knowing the outcome.

It wasn't long before Sam jumped up and staggered towards the restroom, sick, I knew.

I walked over to Paula, and held out my hand. "Coming?" I asked.

She looked towards the restrooms, then back at me. "Yea!" and we got up and left.

We walked hand in hand to my car, a new 1960 Impala, you probably have seen one, Red & White with white bucket seats, big whitewalls and chrome trim everywhere!

I held the door for her, started the car and we just drove, talking. There was a little town about 30 miles down the Oregon coast, and a quiet park just south of there.

I pulled into the park, and shut off the engine. Then I leaned over and kissed her, she didn't resist, she kissed me right back.

"Hey, that was our first kiss!" I told her.

Then I spotted the tears in her eyes. Afraid I had done something to upset her, I apologized, she said, "No, I just wanted you to do that for so long!"

We cuddled as best we could, dang floor shifter between the bucket seats. I took a chance and stroked the side of her right breast. There was no resistance, so I continued. I let my hand slide down the side of her ribcage, then rested it on her hip. Still no resistance! I was in record territory here, so I let my hand brush down her hip.

Paula just moaned softly. I went back to her breast, more firmly this time, still waiting for the hand to stop me. It never came. In short order, I had my hands all over her, she was letting me do anything I wanted.

The dress she wore zipped up the back, so I pulled her forward gently and reached around behind. I found the zipper, slid it down an inch, she just kept her mouth firmly planted against mine!

I slid the zipper to her waist, feeling the sudden looseness of the top of her outfit. Emboldened now, I reached for the clasp of her bra, she leaned forwards slightly to help me.

I fumbled with the catch, trying to figure out how it worked. "Just press it together!" she murmered into my mouth and hunched her shoulders back slightly. I felt the clips seperate, the bra slipped loose!

By now I had a boner that was busting my slacks, she giggled as she let her hand brush across me. Then with a little shake of her shoulders, her top slid forwards, she lifted out first one arm, then the other.

There was a tiny moment of modesty as she held the front of her dress against her, but I reached out and slid my hand to her bare bosom. I cupped and caressed, then went to her nipple, feeling and rolling it in my fingers.

I wanted to see her, so I slid her top down. She sat there, bathed in the bright moonlight. Some instinct kicked in, and I began to lick and nuzzle her, exploring this new sensation.

I felt her hand on the front of my slacks, no gentle brush this time, she was feeling me deliberately!

"In the back!" she managed to grunt. Then she turned and somehow managed to climb into the back over the seats, not an easy feat. I knew it would be more difficult for me, so I opened the door, and climbed in through the side.

I settled into the seat just as she lifted up and slid her panties down her legs, leaning forward to deposit them in her purse. Then she leaned back and looked at me with slitted eyes.

I flipped the catch on my belt, knowing now. I hesitated for a moment, no woman had ever seen my nakedness except for my Mother, and then not for years! But I managed, I pulled my slacks and briefs down in one pull.

"Oh my God!" she exclaimed, "It's huge!" Then she reached out and took me in both hands. She let her fingers drift up and over my balls, then she put the palms of her hands flat against my penis and rolled them back and forth opposite each other.

She then was pulling me towards her, I reached and took the hem of her dress in my hands, bringing it up, up...

It was to her waist, I could see her puffy lips, they looked shiny in the moonlight, I could smell the heat of her.

I slid myself up, she was a bit cramped so she slid herself down, finally we were comfortable and in line, I let myself press into her.

My first experience into the folds of a woman, and I blasted off on the first stroke, there was no stopping that. But I didn't stop, didn't soften, I just started up again.

In short order,Paula was straining to meet me, a struggle in the confines of the back seat of a car. I felt her soften even more if that was possible, we were sloppy wet with each other by now. Then she was squealing and gurgling and making all the strange noises a woman can in the throes of pleasure.

I came a second time with her, my mouth working greedily at her full breasts, trying to be part of all of her at once.

Just then headlights came into the park, we both jumped and hurriedly dressed. I started the Impala and headed back towards our little town.

We talked softly on the way, once friends, now lovers.

I asked her where she wanted to go, she gave me the address. Then she turned to me and said, "I wish you had been the first!".

I didn't have an answer, then I told her at least I had found her again, we could be together.

"No, I can't." Paula told, "We can't!"

"Why not?" I asked her, we would be good together. I already had it in my head that I wanted to marry her.

"I just can't," she said again. "Sam is my husband!"

That startled me, I had no idea. I drove her to her home, a small place just outside of our town. I let her out, and got back into the car. She leaned inside the driver's side window and kissed me. "Bye!" was all she said.

Paula and Sam moved soon after that, I never saw her again. To this day, I have always wondered....what would my life be like if I HAD been first?

All I would have needed to do was try... 

This is one of the stories I found in Ted's notebooks after his recent death.  I posted it exactly the way he wrote it with no changes.

Lee



My First Time



My parents owned a cabin in the Adirondacks Mountains in upstate New York and we would vacation there every year. "We" consisted of Mom, Dad, my older sister Susan and myself. The cabin was really beautiful, located deep in the woods on the shore of a small crystal clear lake. 

When we were small we loved it. My sister and I couldn't wait for school to end so we could spend the entire summer up there. But as we got older, our attitudes changed. We became teenagers and it was more important, not to mention much cooler, to spend summers with our friends. Every year we'd bitch and moan, and wine and cry but every year Mom and Dad would drag our sorry butts kicking and screaming out of the house and into the car for the long drive upstate. 

This one-year, when Sis was about 19 and I had just turned 18 we reached a compromise with our parents. We each were allowed to bring one friend with us for the summer. Susan brought her friend Denise and I was to bring my buddy Michael but the day before we were to leave, Michael broke his leg in a bicycle accident and couldn't go. You can imagine how bummed out I was. I was moping all through the drive up there and through the first week and my behavior was obnoxious. In other words, I was a real little snot to my sister, her girlfriend and my parents. I had no friend to hang out with; my sister was too busy with her girlfriend to pay any attention to me. Dad was back in the city during the week (he would only come up on weekends). Mom tried to hang with me, but what 18 year-old wants to hang with their mother? I was extremely bored. My school had given me a summer reading list and I had taken the half dozen or so assigned books with me. But, let me tell you, reading Dickens is no way to relieve summer boredom. Then one-day things got better—much better.

I had taken "Tale of Two Cities" down to the lake to read, but Susan and Denise were down there splashing about in the water or yakking away about this or that so much that I couldn't concentrate. So I pick myself up and walked about fifty yards or so down the shoreline to a private little cove that was out of sight from where I left Susan and Denise. I parked my ass in the shade of a big rock that hid me from the lake. I opened my book and started to read but after a while I must have dozed off, because I was awakened by voices. I peeked over the rock and there on the shore were Susan and Denise. They were naked and they were kissing. Not just a peck on the cheek. No sir, this was open your mouth and stick a tongue down your throat type of kissing and they were really into it. Susan had her hands on Denise's ass and was holding her tight against herself and I could see Denise trying to reach for Susan's crotch. 

Now Susan and I had seen each other naked before. It was no big deal, just an innocent thing, we lived in a small apartment in Manhattan, and so we were always in each other's way. Like, I would forget to lock the bathroom door and she would walk in on me taking a leak or she would leave her bedroom door ajar and I would peek in. So, like I said seeing Susan naked was no big thing, it never got me excited, but Denise was a whole other story. She was drop-dead gorgeous and I had the hots for her since the day I met her! Nice round ass, and big firm tits with long nipples that pointed straight up to heaven. I knew I shouldn't watch. I knew it was wrong. This was my sister, after all, and if she wanted to munch some carpet I should mind my own business and let her. But I didn't. I couldn't take my eyes off of Denise. I wanted her so bad, and I was so envious of Susan I would have traded by left nut to take her place. But that was impossible, so I did the next best thing—I jerked off while I watched my sister go down on her girlfriend.

Now, before you think I'm a perverted little turd, let me explain something. I wasn't getting off watching my sister; I was getting off watching Denise get off. Not that Susan isn't good looking; it's just that the thought of me doing anything sexual with her grosses me out completely.

This went on for a few days. Every afternoon, the girls would sneak away to the cove, and I would be there waiting for them in my hiding place. They would make out and do each other orally or sometimes, they use a two-headed dildo on each other (that was a sight to see), and I would whitewash the rock with my semen. I was rubbing my prick raw. I'd jerk off watching them in the afternoon, then again at night, lying in bed thinking about banging Denise.

One night Mom & Dad went into town, leaving the three of us alone at the cabin. There was a full moon and the three of us are sitting on the back porch, when Denise asked Sue if she wanted to take a moon light dip in the lake. By now I realize that this was their code word for "you want to have sex." 

"No," says sis, "but why don't you go anyway and take my brother with you." 

I was too stupid to see what was going on here and I made some lame excuse why I couldn't go because my bathing suit was still wet from this afternoon. Denise whispers in my ear, "Silly boy, you don't need a bathing suite to go skinny-dipping." 

Ok, she has my attention now and, of course, I immediately pop a boner at the mere thought of seeing Denise naked. 

I followed her down to the lake and once on the dock, Denise strips off her top and shorts and jumps bare ass naked into the lake. I was too shy to get naked in front of Denise, especially since I was sporting major wood so I just sat on the dock dangling my feet in the water. At first Denise chided me about my shyness, calling chicken as she splashed about in the lake, but then she got this serious look in her eye. She swam over to me, pulled herself out of the water and sat down next to me. All I could do was stair at her tits and try to hide the bulge in my pants. 

She says to me, "Can I ask you something?" 

"Sure" I stammered back. 

"Do you enjoy watching me make love to your sister?" She asked.

BUSTED—I was totally busted. I must of turned as white as a ghost. I tried to stammer out a denial, but before I could get a word out she said to me "Don't try to deny it, I saw you behind that rock watching us and pulling your pud." 

"Does my sister know?," I asked. 

"No, I don't think so" she said, "and she's not going to find out and, more important, neither will anyone else, will they?" 

Denise put her hand on my crouch, rubbed gently and asked "It will be our little secret, Ok?" 

"Ok" I replied. 

"Good, now lets see what you're hiding in here," she said. With that she unzipped my shorts, and pulled out my meat. 

"What a nice big cock you have. Have you done it with anyone yet?" She asked. 

When I told her I hadn't she got this surprised look on her face. 

"Really?" she said as she masturbated me, "I'd bet all the sixteen year old girls would be creaming their panties to get their hands on such a beautiful cock as this" 

I know it was bullshit, but frankly I dug having my ego stroked as much as my dick. With that she bent over and took me in her mouth. Her head started bombing up and down and a few strokes later I was filling her mouth with my juice. 

She swallowed it all, then she smiled at me told me how delicious I tasted. Then she whispered the three magical words I'd waited a lifetime (or at least since puberty) to hear. 

"Want to fuck, lover boy?"

Boy, did I ever, but I was dumbstruck, all I could do was nod my head. 

"Ok" she said, "but you'll have to lick my pussy first." (Like that was going to be a chore). 

Denise told me to lie back. I quickly obeyed and she straddled my head and lowered her bush onto my eager mouth. In no time at all I was there lapping away, getting my first taste of pussy. What I lacked in experience I made up for with enthusiasm. Denise started to moan and told me how good I was at it. I had no idea what I was doing. All I knew was that I couldn't get enough of her sweet honey and my dick was hard as a rock again. She lifted herself off on me and pulled apart the lips of her pussy exposing her clit. 

"Lick me right here, lover boy" She said as she fed me her love button. 

I suck her clit between my lips and teased it with my tongue. Her orgasm came quickly as she flooded my mouth with her juices. After she calmed down a little she asked me if I was ready to loose my cherry. Was I ever! 

She slid down my body until she straddled my hips. Then she took my dick in her hand, and said "I'm going to treat you to the ride of your life, but we don't have any protection so you can't cum inside me, Ok, lover boy?" 

"Ok" I agreed. 

"Just let me know when you're ready to cum, we don't want you to become a daddy, now do we?" She said.

With that she rubbed the head of my dick up and down her slit then slowly lowered herself onto my shaft until I was completely engulfed in her warm, wet, silky piece of heaven. I've had a lot of women since then. Some great sex, some not so great, but never has anything felt as wonderful as that first moment in her pussy. 

Denise started rocking back and forth on my dick. She leaned forward and whispered in my ear. "I love the way your cock fills me up, it feels so big inside me" "Do you like my pussy?" 

"Hell yea" I replied. 

"Then come on an fuck me, lover boy." "Fuck me hard" she commanded. 

I thrust my hips upward driving my dick deep inside her. Denise let out a moan. 

"That's it, lover boy. Fuck me hard like that and make me cum again" 

I continued trusting hard driving my dick into her again and again. I could feel her cunt squeezing my dick tighter and tighter. 

"Ohmygod, I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum" Denise warned. 

Seconds later she was shaking and moaning and quivering as her orgasm hit her. I was soon to follow. I told her I couldn't hold off any longer and she jumped off of me, turned around, and grabbed my dick as she lowered her pussy onto my face. She tried to stuff my dick in her mouth but she wasn't fast enough and I came all over her face. 

We cleaned off in the lake, and then walked back to the cabin. Sue had already gone to bed so I kissed Denise goodnight and went to my room. A little while later there was a knock at my door. It was Sue asking if she could come in and talk to me. I told her to come in and she sat on the edge of the bed. 

"I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry for not paying any attention to you since we got up here." She said. "I know it hasn't been much fun for you with nobody to hang with." 

I told her thanks but I should be the one to apologized for behaving like prick to her and Denise. 

"No problem, little brother. Say, Denise and I are taking a ride into town tomorrow, why don't you come along" 

I said ok and we talked a little while longer and then she kissed me good night and went back to her room. 

As she walked out of the room she turned to me and with a knowing smile said, "Sweet dreams, Lover Boy" 

She knew about Denise and me and if she knew about Denise and me, then she knew that I'd been spying on them. Later that summer I learned from Denise that it was Sue who suggested they use that cove for their love making knowing that I would hang there and would be watching, and it was Sue who encouraged her to seduce me that night. In fact, Denise told me, Sue was in the shadows, watching us that night.

It's nice having a big sister who watches out for you.



My First Time



His laugh was caustic and directed at my embarrassing in-experience. As his hand brushed higher on my inner thigh, I sunk lower into the plush leather of his passenger seat. "A virgin?" he said beneath his breath as his inquiring digits pressed into my untouched hole as if checking to lend validity to the fact that nothing had ever entered. I squirmed beneath the uncomfortable pressure of the protruding digits and brought forth a laugh from him again. "Well, I suppose you are the first virgin slut I've encountered. We'll just have to fix that, won't we?"

I shook my head. Dark locks, preciously manicured for perfection, obscured my vision. His hand was still between my legs, pushing up the silk crepe of my newly bought red dress into a dimple at my woman hood. As I spoke, my voice quivered. "I always thought.. Thought I'd wait until marriage." He laughed.

I'd met him just a week ago on a night out with my friends. A fresh new fake ID ensured that I could gain access to whatever club and whatever alcohol I wanted despite my three year shortfall from 21. He was sweet, and bought my drinks. He wined and dined me from the first night, all thirty-five years of him. We had exchanged telephone numbers, and for the entirety of a week he was silent and out of my mind. Unexpectedly, last night he called and invited me for dinner at his place. I graciously accepted. 

I had spent all day getting ready. I borrowed the most ideal dress from a close friend, it was red silk crepe that fell asymmetrically from my upper thigh to my knee. It was low cut at the top with only thin straps holding it, exposing my modest cleavage and a small show of nipples since I did not wear anything beneath it. The red brought out the best of my naturally bronzed skin color and the dark mahogany of my hair that fell to the middle of my delicate back. 

Silence fell over the car for the last of the remaining journey as my modest hand protested against his intrusion of my unhampered parts, pushing it back. The quiet was terse and awkward as we pulled up the majestic drive of his home. He made no more mention of the conversation as he served me a glass of red wine and dinner. But as I was about to sit, he pressed his body close in behind me. 

His hands dominated my form, sliding from behind around my center and then up to my ample bosom. I could feel the roughness of his unshaved chin as it brushed against my neck, his lips leaving a trail of wetness on the skin. The dress, delicate, rose and fell with the whims of his hands. His hands were rough, callused, and large. I knew he could wrap the both around my waist, he was so much larger than I. They dove beneath the soft fabric of my dress and unsheathed my breast from the dress. Instantly, from the chill of the air and the steady, but foreign excitement, my nipple was a hard nub. His breath was hot on my skin as he laughed. "See, little slut, you like what I'm doing. You're excited."

I shook my head and tried to move back, but his hands pressed me into his overpowering body. Admittedly, a strange pulsing between my legs, unlike anything I had ever felt, began. I wiggled trying to prevent it. His large fingers enclosed around one of my nipples, rubbing it back and forth and then squeezing with such pressure that I gasped and cried out. He continued to squeeze, but one arm closed around my neck as he whispered into my ear, "Listen, whore. I'm going to fuck that pussy. You can make this easy and nice for yourself, and play along.. Or I'll do it by force. Either way.. " He didn't need to finish the sentence- his hand that had been torturing my nipple descended to grab hold of my mound. 

He spun me around and pushed me into the next room. The room was afire with lights. In the center was a large four-poster bed, a king size. Attached to each of the posts was a hand cuff at the end of the long chain. Tears fell down my cheek as I pleaded with him. "Please. I'll do anything else." He just grinned and laughed, pushing me onto the bed. With his obviously superior strength, it was not long until he hand my hands chained down. The cold metal pressed tightly against my tender flesh, bruising it as I thrashed. But I still immediately as I saw the silver glint of a knife. With a confident, swift slice he unrobed me. 

He stood before me taking in my naked flesh. Nipples erect, moist feminine mound never touched. And then- as if I displeased him he turned and left. It seemed as if he was tired of the game and had abandoned me until many minutes later he returned with what I can only assume, due to my panic I was not fully aware, was a riding crop and a pouch of equipment. From the pouch he pulled out two mental clamps that looked as if they were cloths pins. He secured one around my nipple, and then with a jerk let it clasp. I howled with pain, and just as I settled he set a similar pin on my other nipple. He drew his hand back and slapped m across the cheek, "Shut up, you little slut. You like it. Just wait until I fuck your worthless hole."

It was then that he picked up the riding crop. He brought it with a audible snap across my abdomen, breasts, and thighs. Then, as if to accentuate the pain, he spread my legs and lips of my mound and brought the riding crop down upon the most tender of flesh. It was after this last torture that I stopped my struggle and acquiesced to the notion that he would be the first to fill my empty hole.

He undid the handcuffs, and turned me over so that my face and belly were to the bed. He then grabbed my by the waist and pulled backwards, so that I was on my knees, my naked buttocks facing into the air. He worked hi way with the riding crop leaving aching red and whit welts with every stroke. Finally, he was satisfied. I heard the familiar sound of a zipper, and then felt the pressure. 

His one hand reached down and grabbed the mop of my once perfect hair. He yanked it back, "Are you ready, slut?" As he said this, he thrust inwards into my hole. I screamed with displeasure as I felt my tiny hole stretch to accommodate his large package. He paused mid-thrust, letting me fully appreciate the stretching sensation before he broke through the last boundary. Finally, he thrust unencumbered into my hole as I whimpered, shook, and cried. One hand gripped my hip, thrusting me back into him as the other released my hair in order to rain down with horrible slaps on my tight buttocks. I became dizzy with pain, and drew out of myself. It was as if I watched a gross pornography movie where an unknown man was doing this to an unknown woman. Finally, he finished unloading his sperm deep within my bleeding hole. As he pulled out, he rolled me over and yanked me up by my shoulders. He kneeled before me.

"Suck it clean, slut." I looked, wide eyed, at the mixture of pussy juices, blood, and sperm on his still pulsing cock. I shook my head. I did not even see the slap coming, but it hit so hard that it knocked me back. He dragged me up by my hair again, and forced the limp cock into my mouth. I sucked it clean of every last bit until he was satisfied. When he was, he pushed me back and re-handcuffed me, left and turned out the lights. 

He was gracious to do so to me, though I did not see it at the time. I love Him, and continue to serve Him today, when I do not need a fake I.D. 



My First Time



I have always imagined being dominated by another woman. I could never see myself actually going through with it, but the thought of a hot, young woman telling me exactly what and how to do everything she wanted me to, I have to admit more than turned me on just a little bit. I had no idea that one day this slut fantasy of mine would come true. 

I have a group of girlfriends that I hang out with on the weekends sometimes. We rent "chick flicks," eat pizza, talk about the men in our lives. You know, typical girl stuff. One weekend a while back, my friends and I were going to get together to hang out at Lori's house. Lori is a relatively new addition to our group, but she is co-workers with a friend of mine and has become a great person to hang out with. She always gives super advice and knows what to say to make everyone feel really great. As it turned out, I was the only person who showed up for our Friday night movie at Lori's house. Everyone else had a last minute commitment or booty call they just couldn't, or didn't want, to get out of. This little turn of events worked in my favor as Lori gave me a night to remember.

We went ahead and ordered some pizza and sat on the sofa watching a movie Lori had rented. I guess my week had been a bit more stressful than I realized and I yawned during a slow part of the movie. Lori immediately picked up on this. 

She patted my leg and said, "You look tired, Phoebes. You want to call it a night?" 

I really didn't want to go home to my empty house, so I replied, "No, I'd like to stay a bit longer, guess I'm just not into this movie too much." 

Lori looked at me, winked and said, "Well how about we spice things up a little then." 

The next thing I knew, I was sitting on the sofa watching a porn movie with Lori. I was immediately turned on as I have always been a huge fan of porn movies. I was able to play it cool until the lesbian scene came on. I tried desperately not to show signs of being turned on, but I kept crossing and uncrossing my legs, noticing the increasing wetness between my legs. 

Lori obviously noticed this too, as she smiled over at me and whispered, "It's hot, huh?" 

I giggled a stupid school girl laugh as I said, "Yeah, I love to watch this stuff. Especially when it's two girls. I guess I'm a bit curious." 

Lori looked at me with a renewed interest. She asked me, "What do you think of one girl dominating another?" 

I was speechless. It was like she knew my fantasy without me saying a word. "It's a huge fantasy of mine," I struggle to get out. 

She moved closer to me, put her mouth next to my ear, gave it a little lick and whispered, "There's no time like the present to make your fantasy a reality." I was in total and complete shock. She began undressing me, telling me not to be nervous. "I know what I'm doing," she said. "And don't worry, I'll tell you what to do too, my little slut." I immediately groaned at her words. No one had ever called me their slut before. Lori definitely knew how to get me going. She smiled an evil grin and grunted at me, "Get started, slut."

I started by kissing and lightly biting the insides of her thighs and the back of her legs. I worked my way up closer and closer to her pussy, biting harder as I got closer to her dripping lips. Once there, I paused a moment to take in her scent...I wanted to savor every single aspect of the moment. Then I stuck out my tongue and gave Lori one long lick from clit to asshole. She moaned and shivered, letting me know she liked what I was doing, so I did it again. I licked slower, but harder this time, forcing my tongue flat and stiff, taking my time, savoring the taste of her juices against my tongue. The flavor was overwhelming for me as I'd never done anything like this before. I pressed my tongue down onto Lori's clit, lingering there a moment before continuing my path to her tight little asshole. Right before my tongue reached her starfish, I paused, wanting to tease a bit. But instead, she turned her head around to me and commanded me. 

"Lick my asshole you little slut. Stick your tongue in my ass NOW! And call me your mistress, you whore."

I responded, "Yes Mistress," and immediately shoved my tongue in luscious Lori's ass. 

I loved the taste of her ass and continued to lick, suck and tongue fuck that glorious asshole. Her moans became increasingly louder which made me crazy with desire. I moved my tongue back down to my mistress' clit and began to lap at it with my tongue. Her pussy was dripping with her love juices by now and I eagerly tried to lick up every last drop. Lori's body was shaking with anticipation of her orgasm. I reached a hand back to my own pussy and found it to be dripping wet as well. I wanted so badly to feel my mistress' tongue on my clit, but I didn't dare ask. It finally got to be too much for me to hold in and I caved in to my desires. 

I whispered to Lori, "Mistress, I would love to feel your tongue on my pussy. You have made me so wet. Could you please lick me? Please, Mistress. I will do as you wish." 

My mistress smiled that evil little smile of hers and said to me, "Lay down on the bed, bitch. Let me show you how to really lick some pussy." I obeyed her command and as I was turning around to lie down, she slapped my ass and yelled at me, "Now, you little whore!" 

I dropped to the bed and looked at the beautiful woman in front of me with awe and adoration. Each time she degraded me I fell deeper into her spell. She had a hold on me that was unexplainable.

She immediately started lapping at my pussy like a lioness who had gone w/out food or water for days. I started thrashing about on the bed as she darted her tongue in and out of my cunt hole and rubbed tiny circles around my clit. Lori smacked my pussy hard with her hand and commanded me to "Lay still, bitch!" It was so hard for me to do as she asked, but I knew if I continued to move the punishment would be severe. I was so close to cumming and I wanted to fill her mouth with my love juices. She began using her long, delicate fingers to fuck my ass. My mistress started with two fingers, not even warming me up for them, just ramming them into me with rough force. The pain of it made me move back a bit and she looked up at me with amusement in her eyes. "What's the matter, Phoebes? Is that a little too rough for you? Don't you like my fingers in your little slut asshole?" 

"Oh no, Mistress. I love it. Please don't stop, please. I'm begging you," I respond. 

"Good you fucking cunt, then lay there, shut up and let me do with you as I wish."

I did as she requested, as hard as it was for me. I wanted to make her happy, so I tried to lie perfectly still. My mistress continued abusing my ass with her fingers and sucking my clit. All of a sudden, she was on top of me. In one swift move, she changed her position so that her pussy was on my face in a deliciously tasty "69." I moaned so loudly to have Lori's pussy and ass back on my tongue. She told me to lick her until she came and I greedily obeyed. We continued licking, sucking and fingering each other. Both of us were thrashing about wildly on the bed, so caught up in the moment. I wanted to cum, and begged her to allow me. "Mistress, I need to cum. May I please cum for you? The things you are doing to me are too much. I can't hold back much longer. Please, Mistress." 

But she told me not yet. "Don't you cum yet, you little slut. You will wait until I am ready." 

"Yes, Mistress," I strain to get out of my throat.

"MMM, that's what I like to hear you cum slut. Now lick that clit. Stick your fingers in my pussy and ass and make me squirt my juice into your mouth." 

I hungrily did as she commanded, wanting nothing more than to taste her cum and know that I was the one responsible for pleasing her. She mercilessly licked at my pussy and shoved her fingers in and out of my ass. The pain was delicious and I loved every minute of this. I asked for more. "Please make it hurt, Mistress. I deserve to be punished. I deserve for you to treat me like the slut I am." 

She replied in her deep, husky voice, "That's right you fucking cunt. You deserve for this to hurt. You deserve everything I give you, slut. Shut up and eat my cum." Suddenly, I felt her body start to tense up and she groaned at me, "Cum for your mistress you little slut. Let me eat your cum. CUM NOW!!!!" My orgasm hit me with more ferocity than I had ever experienced before. My body bucked on the bed uncontrollably and hers did the same. I could hardly breathe as she pushed her pussy down onto my face, smothering me with her ass. She grinded into me as she rode out her orgasm. My face was covered in her slick, tasty juice and I tried to lick up every last drop. It seemed that we both came for an eternity. Neither of us wanted to let the waves of pleasure end. She rolled off of me eventually, reached over, tweaked my nipple and said, "Not bad for a first time, slut."

Thanks for the inspiration, Mistress Lori. You have shown me the way...



My First Time



We were back at a stripclub. I was wearing a really short skirt, and the black top I got for my birthday (big tits, small waist, you said?), stay up stocking that ended just below where my skirt finished, and high heels. You couldn't take your eyes off me, until this one stripper caught your attention...and mine. She had nice, firm tits about my size, and her pussy was completely bare. Her hair was black, and her eyes a bright blue. She really got into her dancing, and both of us were pretty excited when she was done. Of course, the fact that I was stroking you through your jeans probably didn't help you none! ;)

After her dance was finished, I went to the bathroom to dry myself off, since she'd made me so wet I was afraid my juices would start running down my thigh. While I was gone, you went to the stripper and asked her whether she'd be willing to do a lap dance for me, while you watched. She agreed, and when I came out of the washroom, she took my hand and pulled me to a dimly lit room, where you waited, sitting in the corner. She pushed me down into a chair, and as the music started to play, she started swaying to the beat. The way I was sitting, all I could see clearly were her gorgeous tits in front of my face, with their tightly puckered nipples....ooh, did I ever want to stick out my tongue and taste. 

I looked into the corner, a little nervous about what was going on. I could see the lust burning in your eyes, and it added to the erotic sensations playing throughout my body. My attention shifted as she turned around to the music and bent over, giving me a full view of her ass and pussy. Oh wow. Then she straddled my lap, and started grinding against me. I thought I would faint, the stab of lust stabbing at my insides was so strong. I could feel the muscles in my pussy tighten, and my cunt getting so wet, without even really touching me, she had me on the edge of cumming. As the beat from the music beat louder in my head, I threw back my head, and let out a moan as I came. I looked over to you, and I thought for a second that you looked like you might join me.

She got back up, a satisfied little smile on her face. After the dance, she came over and sat with us. I asked her, curious, how she manages to keep her pussy so bare of hair without pesky ingrown hairs and razor rash. She answered that if we stayed in town that night and rented a motel room, she'd show us.

You ran to the desk and booked us a room, and the three of us sauntered over. She asked you to undress me, and went to her room to get supplies. Then, she told you to sit in the chair and watch...you might learn something.

She started by applying hot wax to my pussy and thighs; it felt so hot and soothing. She then gently waxed me, leaving behind a smooth, bald pussy. She washed off the rest of the wax with a warm cloth, paying special attention to the folds of my cunt. My breath started coming in short little gasps, as I felt myself getting horny again. I glanced over and saw you rubbing at the obvious hard on through your jeans. I could tell your cock was full, hard, and ready to burst already. Then she leaned over and kissed me; it felt the same as when you kiss me, but softer. She turned her head and started to run her hot little tongue over my ear and neck, alternately sucking and nibbling. Tingles started shooting all over my body. She worked her way down to my tits, stopping to suck and nibble at my tight nipples. I gasped; I was so horny at that point, the two of you could have done anything to me, and I wouldn't have cared. 

Slowly, she nipped, licked and bit her way down to just above my cleft, stopping to run her tongue up and down my thigh. She turned to you and said, " She has such a pretty little pussy." I heard you agree, and tell her that it tasted great too, and that she should taste. I barely had time to brace myself for what I knew was coming, and her tongue was running up and down my dripping wet slit. I moaned, and I heard you moan for your chair. She sucked at my clit, her fingers playing inside my hot, wet hole. She kept going with the sucking, licking and nipping at my clit till I thought I would scream. 

You'd finally had it with your corner, and came over and shoved your rock hard cock into my mouth as I screamed and came over and over again. Then you told her I'd never licked pussy before, and she turned so that we'd be in a 69 position with me on top. I stared down at her wet pussy as she continued to work her magic on mine; I wasn't sure where to start, so I started to imitate what she was doing to me. I felt her shudder as my tongue touched her clit, shyly at first, then more and more boldly. It tasted strange, but so good, I couldn't get enough. Then I felt you behind me, and I was suddenly full of hard, thrusting cock. As you pumped my cunt, she pumped my face as I drove her closer and closer to the edge. I could still feel her mouth working my clit, with an occasional stroke of the tongue to your balls. Oh, it was amazing. All at once, in a rush of moans and screams, we all came at once. I could feel your load shooting up my cunt, my juices dripping all over your cock and her face, and felt my face getting soaked by her pussy juices. 

As you and I looked at each other, a little stunned by what had just happened, she got up, gathered her clothes, and with a wink, left. Since you and I were still horny as hell because of what we'd just done, we stayed up all night, fucking and sucking to our heart content.



My First Time



My first time was with a big girl, and I've been a chubby chaser ever since.

I remember the first time I had sex as if it was yesterday even though it was a long time ago.

My parents had a summer home on Otsego Lake in upstate New York . Which is the lake Cooperstown N.Y. is on. The baseball hall of fame is located in Cooperstown. Our summer home was about seven miles from town. 

We frequently had guests for a week or two during the summer. This week we had a family . Anne and her parents. Anne was a short fat girl with nice big tits and a big ass. I am and was short and fat. They had arrived Friday night and we had a nice dinner and I showed Anne the boat house which was my room when we had guests. Since Anne and her parents took two bedrooms I had to stay in the boat house. That was OK with me because I had a TV and that was where I hid my copies of Playboy magazine. 

Anne wanted to go swimming but our parents said it was to cool to swim. I had wanted to see Anne in a swim suit. They said that we could go swimming the next day when they went to play golf. I told everyone that I was going fishing early in the morning so I went to the boat house at about 8 P.M. I usually went fishing at about 5 A.M. No one wanted to go with me. I watched a bit of TV, all we got was a local station in the boat house all I had was rabbit ears on my TV. I took out a playboy with a dark haired lady in it and pretending I was looking at Anne I masturbated.

I went fishing the next morning and caught three large lake trout. I gutted and cleaned them and then wrapped them and put them in the freezer. It was 7 A.M. and I was the only one awake so I made some coffee. Anne came down in a bathrobe. She looked hot because she was showing some cleavage. I poured her some coffee. She said thanks I thought you were going fishing. I opened the freezer and showed her the fish I had caught. Ugh she said and sat down on the porch and drank her coffee. I said I'm going to my room I have a model car I'm building. Maybe I'll come down and visit after I have some more coffee and change. Don't change on my account I said. She grinned and said I'll get dressed before I come down. I got some fresh coffee and l went down to the boat house.

I sipped the coffee as I worked on the model car. I couldn't get Anne out of my mind. I was getting a hard on just thinking of her big tits. I had to stop working on the model because I was thinking about Anne. I went down to the shale beach and sat in one of the chairs and started to read a book. I was just 18 and Anne was 18. I finished my coffee and went back up to the house and refilled my coffee mug. Anne was dressed in a tee shirt and short pants. I liked what I saw. 

Anne's parents were just getting up I could hear them and my parents were on the porch drinking coffee. I had to make a new pot of coffee. My mother asked if I had caught any fish. I told her about what I had and she said we can have them tomorrow for dinner you and Anne will be on your own tonight we are going to a party there are some steaks for you in the refrigerator. Ok I said and when the coffee was ready I poured more for myself and went back to the beach.

A while later I was called up to breakfast. Our parents said that they were going to play golf and then they were going to go to a party at the country club and would not be back until late that night probably after midnight . They chatted until 10 A.M. and then went to play golf.

Anne said lets go swimming I love to swim. I said good idea I'll meet you on the beach. Cool she said. I went to the boat house to put on my trunks. I was very excited about seeing Anne in a swim suit. I had a hard on and was afraid of Anne seeing it so I decided to jerk off so it would go down. I was stroking my cock when Anne walked in . nice cock she said. I almost shit! Damn Anne you weren't supposed to see this. That's ok she said let me help you. She stroked my cock and I came almost as soon as she touched it. She giggled and said I didn't mean to scare you. That's OK I said . Anne took her suit off and said lets play before we go swimming. She had the biggest tits I had ever seen. I had never seen a completely naked woman before. In those days Playboy didn't even show pubic hair let alone a cunt. Anne had a big belly and an awesome big ass. 

We started to kiss and Anne put her tongue in my mouth and I was surprised. I responded by putting my tongue in her mouth. Then I licked her nipples and she moaned. Yes Rick suck hard on my nipples. I sucked hard and she told me to pinch the other nipple. I did and she moaned even louder. Then she said finger my cunt. I said how? She spread her legs and slipped my finger in her wet cunt. I slowly stroked my finger in and out. She held me tight and said faster. I stroked my finger faster and she shook squeezing me hard as she came. Damn that felt good she said. 

Now I want you to eat me out. I had heard of that before but didn't have a clue how to do it. Anne showed me what she wanted me to do. I was so excited that I would do anything she asked me. She had me lick on her clit and she came almost as soon as I touched it with my tongue. I kept on sucking on her clit and fingered he at the same time. She squeezed my head with her big thighs and said don't stop! Please Don't stop! I kept on going. she pulled my head deeper into her cunt and finally she came very hard. STOP! She screamed. 

It took her a couple of minutes to settle down. That was the best I've ever cum she said. Thank you!

She said Oh a hard on! and she said now I'll get you off! She licked the head of my cock and the sucked on it while she stroked it. Oh Shit! I said. I'm cumming! she didn't say a thing she just sucked harder and stroked faster. When I came she swallowed all my cum. OH! WOW! I said that was great. Anne said if we had some rubbers we could fuck. I said we can go to town and get some. I can't drive she said. That's no problem I said we can take the boat. Cool she said. We went to town and she bought a dozen rubbers. 

When we got back to the boat house we made out some more and I licked her cunt until she came again. I put the rubber on and lubed it with some Vaseline that I had taken from the first aid kit in the house. She bent over and told me to slowly push my cock in her cunt. She wasn't a virgin and had said that she had been fucking for over three years. I slowly slipped my hard cock in her cunt and she pushed back hard and it felt great! Now as slowly as you can stroke in and out. I did and it felt so great. Faster she said and I stroked faster. Harder she said I pushed as hard and as fast as I could. Oh! Fuck! Yes she said. I was pushing as hard as I could and stroking as fast as I could Anne was pushing back with her big ass as hard as she could. She came and so did I a couple of strokes later. my cock was still hard so I kept on stroking my cock in her cunt. She came again and my cock went soft I pulled it out. We were both sweating and panting. That was wonderful I said. It was the best I've ever had!

Anne said. Lets get dress and go swimming. We did.



My First Time



You could say I kinda lucked into it my first time as I was not looking for sex with men. I had thought about it on occasion but not really a lot as I was still after that elusive first sex with a woman, you know what it was like. I had certainly never thought of myself as gay. 

I had been out at the park for a few hours one summer day(not cruising though I later discovered this park was a good place for just that!) and I found myself caught short. I found the toilet and went about my business. When I was finished I decided to have a quick wank while I was in there. Hey I was a teenager, when are they not horny. I had noticed a small hole through the side of the cubicle but wasn't too bothered by it until someone came in next door. 

I instinctively stopped in case they would hear me, but for some reason curiosity got the better of me and I decided to have a quick peep through the hole. I got the shock of my life when the guy next door was doing the same thing only with a cock a couple of inches bigger than my own 7". I was shocked but my cock got even harder and I started wanking again. I was so turned on by this time that I didn't even notice that "big boy" next door was watching me through the hole at which point I froze not quite sure what to do. I pulled up my jeans and made to leave. 

The door next to me opened and a handsome guy around 25 appeared. He said that he was sorry to have startled me (I was only 18) but he could see I was enjoying myself and would I like to have some fun in his cubicle? I was still, pretty shaky but I am not sure if that was with nerves or with lust! We turned back into the cubicle and we had our trousers down in seconds. I tried to tell him this was my first time but he told me not to speak and kissed me as passionately as I have ever been kissed in my life. 

He dropped to his knees and started to suck me. i thought I was going to cum right there and then, what a feeling this continued for a few minutes and then he asked me to return the favour. I got on my knees and began to slurp at this monster. i was tricky but thank god I have a big mouth! 

After what seemed like a wonderful hour(must be nearer five minutes) he whispered in my ear hat he wanted to fuck me if I would let him. Without so much as a thought i begged him to. He put on a condom and turned me round to face the wall. As he entered me I felt as if a metal pole had was being pushed up my arse, it was agony I hadn't in my lust for his cock even for a second thought it would hurt like it did. He stopped and told me to relax and for a minute or two he just stood still letting my virgin arse get used to him. After a while the pain subsided and he started fucking me again. For a good ten minutes he fucked my very slowly and I must admit I loved every minute of it. He even reached round and wanked me off until I sprayed cum everywhere. WOW! what an orgasm that was, the strongest I had ever had

I guessed he must be nearly ready to cum because he asked if he could cum in my mouth. At that point I was so high on lust and pure excitement that I would have agreed to anything!

He pulled out, ripped of his condom and sat me down on the toilet. I took his cock in my mouth and started rubbing the shaft. Almost strait away he twitched and started to pump hot spunk down my throat. I was quite taken aback by the force of it and it went everywhere but I swallowed as much as I could and love it. He picked me up and French kissed me very forcefully while I kept on holding and rubbing his cock as if for dear life. 

We got ourselves cleaned up and he left after telling me to look out or him if I was ever around again. I left the toilet after another wank, a very happy man, my first anal and swallowed my first load! I was sore for days and walking funny too but it was worth it. 

I was hooked on cock and a decade later I am still a closet bi addicted mainly to being f**cked rotten!



My First Time



My name is Nicole. I am 18 years old and up until a week ago I was a virgin. I am 5 ft 6 in tall, 124 lbs., 34B-24-35. I have light brown hair and hazel eyes.

When I was 16 I was online late one night and got an IM from an unfamiliar person. Usually I don't keep talking to people I don't know, but there was something about this person that I liked. He was kind and respectful. His name was Steven. I learned that he was older, and married with children and grandchildren. I went ahead and told him I was 16. I was just looking for a friend, or so I thought.

Over the next few weeks and months we became very good friends. I could talk to him about anything from school to boys. I figured that since he lived 3 states away he wouldn't show up looking for me in the middle of the night.

After a couple months of chatting online he told me he was going on vacation with is family-he was going to be gone 10 days. That was a long 10 days. The night he was supposed to be back I got online as early as I could to be there when he got back. I was away when he first got online so when I got back I saw his message. It was a simple "I missed you". I had missed him too, so much! We chatted for about 4 hours that night.

After that night we started talking on the phone and about our personal lives more. I could ask him anything and he would always give me a straight forward answer. 

One night when I was getting offline, the last thing I wrote was "I love you", then I signed off. I sat there looking at the screen. Did I just say that? Did I really mean I love you? Had he caught what I had written? How could I fall in love with someone I had never met? I mean he had a wife and kids and grandkids my age. What was I thinking?

The next day I couldn't stop thinking about what I had written. That night when he got online he didn't say anything about what I had said. After about 30 minutes he brought up the subject.

"Do you really love me?"

"Yes I think I do" was all I could say.

"Well honey, that really makes me happy and I need to tell you something that I've wanted to tell you for a long time."

"Ok, go ahead."

"I love you too. I've wanted to tell you for a long time but I wasn't sure how you would react."

We talked for a little while longer when he asked me "What are you wearing tonight?"

"A black and red lace gown with matching black and red lace panties."

"Take your hand and put it under your gown and cup your breast and massage it. Keep thinking it is me doing it to you. Now pinch that nipple and and do the same to your other breast."

"O damn honey this feels so good."

"Now take your hand and place it inside your panties. Is it wet down there?"

One-handed I managed to type "OMG, I'm so wet."

He told me to run and get a towel to sit on. He continued on with is descriptions until I had 2 fingers deep inside of me. 

Then he asked me if I shaved down there. I replied telling him yes I did, because it feels better to me. He told me he loved to give a woman oral on a clean shaven pussy. 

I just kept thinking of him eating my pussy and I got the feeling that I was going to cum.

"I'm really close to cumming now!"

"Go on and cum for me baby. Just think of my head buried between your legs drinking all of your juices!"

That sent me over the edge and I cum like I never had before.

"Oh Steven that was wonderful! Thank you so much."

"I'm glad I could help you tonight. Now go get some sleep."

I signed off after that and went to bed. We continued to play a few times a month after that night.

For Christmas, when I was 17, my parents got me a computer for my room, and a digital camera and a scanner. I couldn't stop thinking of the fun I was going to have with my camera and computer. Soon after I got it I decided tthat I wanted Steve to see what I looked like--All of what I looked like. So I locked my bedroom door and set my camera up on the tripod in front of my chair. I took off all of my clothes and sat in my chair and started taking pictures. 

That night when he got on I told him to check his e-mail. After about 3 minutes he sent an IM "OMG honey, you are so gorgeous!"

"Well thank you very much. I wanted you to see me--All of me!" 

"And I love you--All of you!"

We played for awhile that night, and I had the best orgasm I ever had.

The next June was my 18th birthday. We still continued to play online about once a week. Then before school started I told him that I wanted to try phone sex. He agreed to do it. My parents were going out of town that weekend so that would be the perfect time to do it. We decided that he would call at 8 on saturday night.

He called at exactly 8 that night. I was kind of nervous and he could tell.

"Just relax baby, and we will go as slow as you need. What are you wearing tonight baby?"

"Truthfully...nothing"

"Oh so you were ready huh?"

"Yes I was!!"

"Oh god darlin, you are so hot and sexy. I just want to kiss those lips of yours. Moving down kissing your neck taking my hand and massaging your breasts and lightly pinching your nipples."

"OMG Steven keep going. You're making me so hot. I want to feel your tongue deep in me"

"I slowly make my way down your stomach to your love box. Licking all around your outer lips then taking my tongue from the bottom of your slit scooping up any juices that were escaping."

"Oh god keep going I'm going to cum soon."

"I wet my middle finger on my right hand and stick it in your asshole, while using two fingers on my other hand fingering deep inside your pussy, all at the same time still using my mouth licking at your clit."

"Oh damn Steven, I'm cumming."

"Then I start pumping my fingers in your hot little pussy fast and then I bite down on your clit."

It was a few minutes before I was over that orgasm.

"Was it a good one honey?" 

"Oh yes Steven, it was the best one I've ever had!"

"Good, I'm glad I could be of help. Now you should go get some sleep."

"Wait! I want to repay you for that one!"

"Ok what did you have in mind?"

"Well I figured I would start by unzipping your pants and shoving all of your clothes to the floor. I make you lay down on the bed with your legs hanging off the edge. I kneel down in the floor in front of you, slowly stroking your cock and kissing the tip. I swirl my tongue around catching the drop of pre cum on the tip. I then take your whole length in my mouth, hearing you gasp as I get it all."

"Oh baby, I'm going to cum!"

"After hearing that I start sucking faster. I want you to cum in my mouth honey. I want to swallow all of your hot cum."

After I said that I heard Steven let out a big moan.

"Nicole, baby, that was so fucking good! I haven't cum that hard in ages! I love you baby."

"I love you too so much!"

"Well baby I better get off of here and go to bed. I have to go to work at 7 in the morning."

"Ok. Goodnight."

I slept like a baby that night! We continued to chat and play online and on the phone.

In September, about 1 month after my senior year began, I got an invitation from a college to come and visit them for a tour and interview. The college was in the same town that steven lived it. I didn't tell him right away because I wanted to make sure I was going to be able to go. I talked to my parents about it and they agreed to let me drive down there for the weekend.

That night I told Steven about the college and the invitation. 

I then went on to ask him my big question, "The tour and interview is on Friday and I am not leaving until Sunday. Is there anyway we can meet up somewhere?"

He knew what I meant and it wasn't to meet up for coffee and to catch up on things. I wanted him to be my first and this was my perfect oppurtunity.

It took him a few minutes to answer. "I would love to meet up somewhere. Leave all of that up to me. I will set everything up, you just go have your interview and you can call me when your finished."

"Ok well it is in 2 weeks, the 13-15."

Those 2 weeks went by really slowly! 

I left at 6 AM on Friday morning. I was at the university by 10 AM, just in time for the tour. The tour took about an hour and my interview was scheduled for 12:30. 

After my interview I called Steven. He told me to meet him at this restuarant close to where I was going to be staying. I was nervous the whole way to the restaurant, seeing how we had never met. I walked in and he noticed me right away and waved. I went and sat down at the table with him. 

The only thing I could think of to say was, "I can't believe this day is finally here." 

"I know me neither. How was your interview?

"I think it went pretty well. I really like the university."

"Well thats great honey!"

We continued to talk while we ate our food. After we finished he took me to my hotel where I was staying. Steven helped me take my things to my room.

As soon as we got into the door and closed it, I hugged him tight and kissed him. We kissed for what seemed like eternity. Then he broke the kiss and took me over to the bed. We laid down and kissed some more. We managed to get each other undressed without breaking the kiss once. 

Steven finally broke the kiss and started making his way down, stopping at my breast sucking on each nipple for a few minutes each! I was going crazy. I had both hands in his hair trying to get him to go further down, but he just wouldn't do it! 

Finally he made his way to my love box. Licking around the outer lips, and then licking up and down my slit then he bit down on my clit. That sent me over the edge.

"Oh god Steven I'm cumming baby."

After I got over that orgasm, he started to lick my pussy some more but I stopped him. "I want to feel you in me now. The next time I cum I want it to be on your cock."

As soon as I said that, he slid up the bed and slid his cock into position over my hole. "I'll take it easy Nicole." All I did was nod. 

I felt him start to push forward. He eased his 6.5 inch cock slowly into me, so I could get the feel of it. Taking it slowly at first, but soon he was slamming into me hard and fast and I was digging my fingernails into his back and he had my ass cupped in his hands.

"Oh Steven, I'm going to cum at any second. Fill me with your hot cum Steven."

At that point he started pumping faster and harder.

"I'm cumming Nicole, oh baby I'm cumming."

"So am I honey."

After we were over our orgasms, we laid holding each other on the bed. 

"Nicole, did I tell you that I'm 'out of town' this weekend?"

"No."

Well I was definately looking forward to Saturday and Sunday! I knew this weekend wasn't quite over yet.



My First Time



I can't believe I'm going to tell you this, but if I don't tell someone it will be like it didn't happen. It was just a normal Friday night out with the girls like a dozen other Friday nights before. Myself and a few friends would start at my house then we'd head for the pub. When we arrived the place was full as usual and we headed for the bar, ordered our drinks and found somewhere to sit. A few drinks later the conversation turned to sex as it normally does! As we talked and laughed I was aware of being watched. Feeling a bit uneasy I decided to find out who was staring. I got the shock of my life! The person who had been watching me was a woman! She smiled and made her way over to where we sitting. Suddenly I felt the need to leave so I convinced the girls that we should go clubbing and we made a swift exit. 

The nightclub was hot and loud as we bought our drinks and headed for the dance floor. We danced for what seemed like forever and I decided it was time for a rest so I found a table in a nice quiet corner. I rested my poor aching feet and had the feeling of being watched that I'd had in the pub. I turned my head and realized it was the same woman. This time she already on her way over so I had no time to escape. Although I've never thought much about women I had to admit she was attractive. Long dark hair and as she came closer I could see she had piercing blue eyes. She asked if the seat next to me was taken and without waiting for an answer she sat down. Feeling a little nervous I avoided eye contact at first but as she spoke I started to feel more at ease. Maybe it was the drink but I found myself wondering what it would be like to kiss her.

Shocked at my own thoughts I took a long gulp of my drink not noticing her hand on my thigh. She began to gently squeeze my leg as she spoke sending a shiver through me. I closed my eyes as her moved up under my skirt and towards the top of my thigh. I could feel my clit swelling as she kissed my neck. Suddenly I snapped back to reality and pulled away telling her that I was sorry but I wasn't into women. Smiling she said it wasn't about liking women it was about pleasure. She leaned forward and kissed me softly running her tongue over my lips. I felt the same sensation in my pussy as she kissed me more deeply. Unconsciously my tongue found it's way into her mouth as we touched each other. She asked me if I wanted to leave and I nodded quickly before my brain had chance to think about it. 

We headed out of the club and found a cab and kissed and caressed each other for the whole journey. I could feel myself getting more and more turned on. By the time we arrived my pussy was incredibly wet. When we got into her flat she told me to make myself at home and she'd get us a drink. I didn't want a drink. That would give me time to change my mind. She sensed I was worried and started to kiss me like she had in the club. I kissed her back as she ran her fingers lightly over my already erect nipples. I moaned softly against her mouth as she took it between her fingers and gently squeezed. Her hand moved down my body until she reached between my legs and teased my clit through the damp material of my panties. 

I forced my pussy towards her hand trying to increase the pressure but she pulled away. Standing up she undressed to reveal no underwear and round pert breasts. I stood up and took one of her nipples between my lips, sucking and nibbling on it. She sighed heavily and leant down to kiss me.

It wasn't long before we were both naked. She led me to the bedroom and laid me down on the bed. Her hands moved between my legs and parted my now soaking pussy lips. Carefully she rubbed my clit sending waves of pleasure through my whole body. I cried out as she increased the pressure and slid two then three fingers into me. My hips bucked wildly as she quickened her pace, her thumb concentrating on my clit. She lowered her head and began to flick her tongue across it, barely touching me. I forced her head down further and she sucked harder and harder, her fingers still ramming into my dripping hole. She moved faster and faster as I felt my orgasm building. As I came I held her head on my clit as she sucked. 

My pussy walls clamping onto her fingers as I screamed out. Even as I came she didn't stop, bringing me to another mind-blowing climax. As my orgasm died down she kissed her way to my lips. The faint taste of my own juice turning me on again. She reached down the side of the bed and produced the biggest dildo I'd ever seen, announcing that I'd better be ready. I took the dildo from her hand telling her it was her turn. I moved down and rubbed the head on her wet pussy then pushed it deep inside her. She gripped the bed tightly as I forced it further. I started with long slow strokes, flicking my tongue over her clit. As she lifted her hips off the bed I rammed the huge toy in and out even harder. I bit gently on her clit making her cum almost immediately. She pinched and squeezed her nipples as I forced inch after inch in her soaking hole. I moved faster and faster as her orgasm took her body over. She thrust her body up trying to take more in as juice poured from her pussy. As her orgasm peaked she cried out in ecstasy and lay panting as it subsided. I joined her on the pillows and kissed her flushed face and lips thanking her for a wonderful first time and hoping that it wouldn't be the last.. 



My First Time



My boyfriend and I have been dating off and on for four years now. Recently he's started pestering me about having sex with him but I kept saying no, until now. I've decided that tonight is the night that I will give my virginity to Trent.

Trent called earlier to ask what I want to do later. 

"Can we just rent some movies and go to your place?"

"Sure, whatever you want. Should I pick up some movies on my way over?"

"Nope. I already picked some out for us. And no, they are not chick flicks, don't worry."

"Ha-ha. Okay luv. I'll see you at 7."

At 5:30 I get in the shower and begin to wash my self. As I wash my mound I slip my fingers into my already dripping cunt. I quickly bring myself to a small orgasm, saving the best for later. After I get out and towel off, I do my hair and make up, making my self look sluttier than normal. Then I go to choose my clothes for the night. I want something that oozes sexuality, yet shows sophistication.

Finally at 6:45 I settle on matching black lace panties and _ cup bra, a short black mini skirt, and a red button down shirt, left open to show a huge amount of cleavage. 

When Trent meets me at the door his mouth drops and his eyes roam my body with a hunger I have never seen before. Little did I know that I had a surprise waiting for me at his place.

We grabbed a pizza and headed to his place. We sat around eating and talking for a while and then we decided to move to the bedroom to watch the movie. I figured that this would work well with my plans so I didn't question it. This is where I got my surprise. I put the movie in, but waited to start it until Trent was settled in bed with me. It was a porn flick that I had borrowed from my friend Lisa.

I lay on the bed with my eyes closed, waiting for him to join me. He turned off the lights and moved towards the bed. I lay there not moving, waiting to see what he would do. When he got within reaching distance he grabbed my arms and pulled them over my head, cuffing them together to the headboard! This wasn't supposed to be happening!

Instinctually I started to struggle, not knowing what he planned to do.

"Be quiet you slut! You've been teasing me for years and now I plan to have what is mine." He placed a gag over my mouth to keep my screams at a minimum and then I realized something: this was just an alternate to what I had already planned for tonight. I stopped struggling.

He slowly started to caress my body, bringing it to life as he stroked me. I felt my cunt juices begin to flow and realized that this was turning me on to the point where my fluids started to flow down my slit and pool on the sheet. When his hands reached my pussy he laughed. " You're liking this aren't you, you little whore?" I moaned against the gag.

He continued his torture on my clit, and then slowly slid a finger inside of me, up to my hymen. The sensations coursing through my body were completely new, leaving my mind blank except for one thought: "More." 

He slid another finger inside of me, causing my hips to buck off the bed in an attempt to take more of him inside me. This was not what I wanted. What I wanted was his cock inside of me, pumping into me until we were both screaming in our ecstasy. 

He removed his fingers and I thought "O God, finally!" But I was quickly disappointed. He moved down my body, kissing a trail down me, sucking on my throbbing nipples, making moan my pleasure. He left my breasts, kissing a path down to my navel, dipping his tongue and swirling, thoroughly eating out my belly button.

Finally he moved even lower until his face was buried between my legs. He licked up and down my slit, finally sticking his tongue into my pussy as far as it would go, while rubbing my clit with his nose. I screamed at the pleasure as he worked me into a frenzy, but not letting quit make it to my orgasm.

"Not yet, luv. I want your first orgasm of the night to be when I'm pounding my huge cock into your tight little virgin cunt."

At this I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him, up but then realized he still had his clothes on. He chuckled, then got up and removed his clothes. When he was done he went to the night table to get a condom but stopped when he saw the case to the movie sitting there.

"You little slut. You wanted this to happen tonight didn't you?" All I could do was moan in response. He chuckled, turned on the movie, and moved towards my head. He took off the gag and the restraints, letting me ease my aching arms.

"I guess I won't be needing these huh?"

"No but you do need to get that huge cock over here and stuff my cunt until I can't hold anymore."

He needed no further encouraging and was quickly settled over me. I could feel his cock head rubbing at my slit, and then slowly, too slowly, he nudged forward, sending the tip into my waiting pussy. 

"O my god! You're too big! You have to stop! Please!"

"Don't worry baby, as soon as this first time is over you'll never hurt like this again, I promise."

I lay there silently as he tore my body apart with his 10-inch cock. Once he was past my hymen, he thrust in so that his balls rested against my ass. He stayed like that until I couldn't stand it anymore and started to buck underneath him. The pain was gone.

He started up a slow rhythm, thrusting into me slowly. Again he was too slow. I bucked back at him, forcing to increase his tempo until he was pounding into my so hard that the sound of flesh on flesh was echoing through the room. He reached between us and began fingering my clit, sending me into orgasm after orgasm. On the third orgasm I heard him yell " I'm CUUUMMMMMMIINNNNNGGG!!!!" He thrust hard into me three more times and then held still. I could feel his seed squirting into me. It felt like he was branding my insides with seed, He emptied his balls into and then slowly withdrew. 

We slumped together for a while until we both regained enough energy to talk.

"That was amazing!"

"Yeah it was. When=n can we do it again?"

"Babe, you gotta give me some time to recover!" He said chuckling to him self.

"FUCK!!!"

"What?"

"I forgot to put the condom on!"

"Oh no..."



My First Time



I am a divorced man in my late 50's and very, very confused about my sexuality. I have been married and divorced 3 times and my sex life in all of the marriages was not exciting but primarily used for procreation. I don't know – perhaps I subconsciously looked for women with a low libido so I wouldn't have to perform too often. In all three cases, the sexual interests of my wives dropped to almost nil after a year or so and we tottered on in matrimony for several more years until calling it quits. In each case, fighting against some inner demons, I sought another partner within a couple of years and repeated the process all over again.

Something very deep inside me was nagging at me but I fought it tooth and nail since I was a teenager. I was always small for my age and somewhat effeminate in both looks and demeanor and, as such, suffered as the butt of jokes and teasing from both boys and girls. Because I was so shy and didn't show any interest in girls (I was too petrified of rejection so would never ask one out), I was often called a faggot or a queer. Of course, this only served to increase my sense of shame and eroded any ego I might have had.

When I went away to college, I lost most of my acne and grew over 6" in as many months so although I was still very shy, I was able to lose myself in my work and became quite a success with high grades. I was even sought out as a tutor for some of the jocks (to keep their athletic scholarships) and the occasional female who was in jeopardy of losing her parent's financial support if they didn't keep their grades up. Just being in the company of those my age without incurring their scorn was a growing experience. 

Of all the athletes I worked with, John Turner from the basketball team had an unsettling effect on me. Every time we sat side by side in either the library (or occasionally in his dorm room), I could feel butterflies in my stomach and would rush back to my dorm room (I lived in one of the few single rooms in the residence) and masturbate excitedly. I was frightened as I realized it was images of John that ran through my mind as I stroked myself to a shattering climax; why wasn't it one of the cheerleaders or another good looking co-ed? What was wrong with me? I couldn't be a fag, could I?

So much for history. After the three failed marriages and as I neared the end of my fifth decade, I acquired a computer, took some lessons and tried my hand at the internet. It wasn't long until I was receiving pop-up ads inviting me to join pornographic sites. Now, of course, I had acquired explicit magazines over the years – always, it seemed to involve gay men or, if couples, I always was mesmerized by the men's' cocks. However, the explicit sites (many of them free) blew my mind. Perhaps this was my way to meet a man and explore my hidden desires?

After about 3 months of wondering through the net, I discovered a chat room site strictly for men. I joined and posted a profile with a code name "curious". It took me a while to figure out how to use the message board and I often just sat there watching the messages stream across my screen. Then, one evening, a message popped up. "Hey, curious; why do you never talk? This is supposed to be an interactive site, not just to look at"

It caught me so off guard, I almost missed it; the sender was named "lovingman"

I timidly responded replying that this was my first time online (I realized they knew better having seen my name when I signed in) and I was unsure of exactly what I wanted and why I was even here.

Lovingman "no reason to be afraid; we are all the same here"

Curious "But I have never been with a man; just think I need to find out something..."

Lovingman "so what is it u need to know?"

Curious "there is so much and I only know that I am not happy the way I am"

I was given directions on how to enter a private chat room with lovingman and after a few clicks of the mouse; we were the only ones there.

Lovingman "so, babe. Tell me your story"

I was taken aback by his familiarity but it had been so long and this seemed anonymous enough, so I proceeded to pour out my life to this complete stranger. It took almost three hours of my typing and his encouragement until I had fully unloaded my crappy life onto his shoulders. 

As he started to tell me more about himself, I found that he was a 55 year old man who lived about five hundred miles or so from me and had led a not dissimilar life. He had been married and divorced twice and his current wife was not sexual at all. He had been using the chat room as an outlet for his sexual frustrations for two years now and occasionally wrote erotic stories for an online site. All his stories were about his fantasies of having sex with another man although he claimed he had only tried it twice – neither time was all that satisfying. I asked him to direct me to the site and he supplied me with the .url and his pen name. 

I glanced at the clock and realized it was almost midnight – we had been chatting for four and a half hours and I had to work in the morning as did he. We promised to meet online the next evening (his wife worked 12 hour shifts at the local hospital in the evenings from 7:00 pm so he had all the time in the world to chat).

As soon as I could, I rushed home from work, grabbed a snack and went online to read his stories. He had 17 posted stories about man to man sex and I found myself so aroused, I jacked off three times as I read them. At 7:30 a message popped up on my screen: "lovingman" is calling.

I wiped the last of the cum off my cock as I clicked on the box to open our private chat room. I couldn't type fast enough to tell him how much his stories had turned me on! After I told him I had stroked myself to three climaxes in an hour and a half – more than I had ever been able to do before – he asked me if I would like to experiment with some online sex and masturbate together. I asked him if he was sure that no one else could read what we were doing and he assured me that in the private chat room no one would mind – it happened all the time.

We stripped all our clothes off and spent the next three hours describing to each other what we were doing. It was the most exciting evening I had ever had and we continued this online 'affair' for the next three months only missing those days his wife was off.

As we became more and more intimate online, we started to talk about exchanging pictures - both clothed and nude. I realized that pictures could be faked but we went ahead anyway; I used my digital camera to take a couple of pictures and after receiving his (he was as described – graying hair, about 189 lbs, strong jaw hairless body and a nice cut cock perhaps 7" long and thin like mine). After he got my shots (white hair and beard closely trimmed, 175 lbs, also hairless and as I said, similar cocks), we became even more turned on.

I screwed up my courage and finally asked him if he would be interested in meeting somewhere and sometime. He readily agreed and we decided to take some time to find a place and date that would accommodate a day or two for exploring our fantasies. I had some weeks of unused vacation due me and so did he. Since he was into fishing, he often went off on trips to the North Country with his buddies and his wife could care less. 

So out plan was hatched; we found a town about a four hour drive for both of us that was on an isolated lake. There were cabins for rent with all the modern conveniences and, since this was the off season, I easily secured a place. In fact, we were the only ones there and the owner who lived in a nearby town said he would leave the key under the door mat. After sending in a security deposit equal to the rent for the three days, we both set off although not without some trepidation. We agreed to meet enroute in a small city about an hour from the lake to have lunch in a neutral location just in case we didn't hit it off or the pictures lied. We both agreed on who would bring what in the way of food, drinks, etc.

As I nervously sat at a back booth in the small diner - I always arrive early for appointments - awaiting lovingman (I knew his name was Sam and I am Bob), I scanned the parking lot until I saw a small SUV pull into the almost empty lot. It was Sam and he looked exactly as his pictures had shown but in person, he seemed to loom larger then life. As he entered the diner, his eyes were drawn to me immediately and a wide grin lit up his face. He was as pleased as I was!

He sat down across from me and since there were a few other patrons in the room, we exchanged handshakes as jolts of electricity shot through us both. When our knees touched under the small table, I felt my cock twitching in anticipation and I leaned over the table before the waitress came to tell Sam the effect he was having on me. His only words filled my heart with happiness "Me too!"

Lunch seemed to fly by as we rubbed our legs together under the table and occasionally brushed hands together as we reached for the condiments at the same time. In no time, it was over and, paying the bill, we walked around the building out of sight and Sam gathered me into his arms and his lips descended on mine hungrily. "I have been waiting to do that for months" he said huskily. "Now let's find that cabin before I ravish you here!"

My legs were shaking as I climbed into my car and led Sam's SUV to the lake in the warm sunny afternoon using the directions the owner had provided. All the time, my hand was rubbing my bulging crouch where my cock was straining against my jeans; that kiss had set me on fire. Suddenly my cell phone rang; I picked it up and heard Sam on the line.

"How much further? I have my cock out of my pants and it's dripping with precum for you to clean off!" 

I almost drove off the road as I told him about my own arousal and advised him to hold on – it was only another mile or so until we reached the turnoff. I hung up and sped up before I came in my pants from the excitement. I realized that the front of my jeans was stained right through with my own precum; I must have been streaming it since that kiss!

I turned into the lane to the cabin and madly drove to the end until I reached a clearing by a small peaceful lake. The setting was beautiful – just right for my first tryst with another man. There was not another soul in sight. Before Sam had stopped his SUV in a cloud of dust, I grabbed my grocery bags out of the trunk and ran to unlock the door. I ran into the rustic interior and threw the perishables and drinks I had bought into the running fridge and turned as Sam came dashing in behind me with his bags.

"Get your stuff into the fridge only as needed! Hurry up! I can't wait much longer!" I cried as I started to undress myself.

"Slow down" he laughed. "This first time is going to be slow and easy and I want to make it last for both of us"

I could have loved him for that; I stopped my eager fingers and walked over to help him unload our food and drinks. We each grabbed a beer and went outside to sit side by side on the swinging lounge on the deck overlooking the lake. All we could hear, aside from our own breathing, was the occasional call of a loon across the lake.

"Perfect" we said in unison, leading us both to laugh.

We put our bottles on the deck after only a sip or two and, turning towards each other, gently kissed. It was unlike any kiss I had experienced in my experiences with women; I suppose a man knows exactly how he wants to be kissed and the sharing of this intimate gesture was the 'thing' I had lived my life looking for. 

Our kisses deepened and became more and more arousing; both of were breathing raggedly and we finally had to come up for air. Breaking the kiss, we rose together and walked into the small bedroom that was almost filled with the big bed. As I stood there uncertain what to do, Sam started to unbutton his flannel shirt and tossed it aside; man, I loved the smoothness of his well-defined chest and I ran my fingers lightly across it and as I brushed his nipples, they hardened immediately.

Hurriedly now, Sam undid his belt, kicked off his sandals and shucked his jeans. Moving to me in only his much tented briefs – I could see the dark stain of precum filling the front and the glistening of it as it ran down his leg – he slowly unbuttoned my shirt trailing kisses along each exposed part of me in so doing. My legs were trembling (partly in arousal, partly in fear of what would happen and if I could please him).

Sam sensed my nervousness and, after shedding my shirt, pulled me into his arms to renew the kisses we had already shared. As our bare chests rubbed together, I felt my nipples rubbing against his and they grew hard sending jolts of aroused energy to my now hard cock. I reached impatiently for the waistband of Sam's shorts and ran my hands down his backside to cup a pair of very firm buttocks. I pulled him into me to feel our cocks rub together even through the rough material of my jeans and we groaned in unison.

I stood away and quickly doffed my clothes to stand naked as his jockey shorts hit the floor. It was almost like looking in the mirror (except for the weight difference) and we moved quickly to the bed and crawled into each other's arms. As we rolled back and forth – kissing deeply all the time – we kept exchanging positions. I would lie on top and then him. Whatever the position, our cum-slick bodies were rubbing against each other until we started breathing heavily. We were too close too fast!

We moved without a word into a 69 whilst lying on our sides and carefully examined up close our first real cocks – well, mine in any case. As I cradled the weight of the warm pulsating shaft in my hand and breathed in the manly aroma, my head spun as my tongue tentatively reached out to touch the urethra that was oozing precum. I had tasted my own juices but this was so different. It was tangy and musky at the same time and I loved it! I lapped up and swallowed every drop of the ever increasing stream (always holding it on my tongue to savor the flavor). If his precum tasted this good, I could hardly wait to taste his cum.

Meanwhile, Sam was way ahead of me as I felt his warm mouth engulf my full 7" and his hands cupping my full balls. God, I was going to cum in his mouth and I hadn't even tasted my first cock yet! I quickly remedied the situation by opening my mouth as wide as I could and slid it over the dome of his deep red glans. In my inexperience, my teeth grazed him and he freed my cock from its heavenly embrace long enough to warn me to cover my teeth with my lips if possible. He then retuned to dive on my cock and hum his way to the bottom. I felt it hit the back of his throat and I reciprocated – managing only about 6" before my gag reflex took control.

However, I wanted to give him the pleasure I was receiving so I pulled away to take a breath, relaxed my throat and this time I found that it was relatively easy. Even though I had to take more breaths than Sam, we were soon in a matched rhythm as we sucked and stroked in unison.

After months of anticipation, we both knew that our first time would be quick and it was! It couldn't have been more than 10 minutes of these ministrations on each other and we were both moaning around the other's cock as we tried to warn of the impending explosion. However, neither of us was prepared to stop or withdraw and with a minor swelling of the cock in my mouth and the feel of Sam's balls rising – I wonder if he feels the same of mine – I came with a mind blowing climax and emptied a huge load followed by several others into Sam's throat. As I felt his muscles swallowing around me, my own mouth was filled to overflowing with the sweetest taste in the world – Sam's cum!

I did my best to swallow it all but it was simply too much. I have never cum that much myself in my life and I continued to take it in, taste it on my tongue and feel the warmth of it sliding down my throat. Much still spilled down my chin onto Sam's thigh and I greedily licked it clean.

I could feel him licking my cock clean so I followed suit. He was, as was I, huskily moaning with the pleasure of the experience and we returned to each other's arms and kissed deeply, sharing the taste of each other. The meld of flavors – so different and yet so much the same – was amazing and we held tightly to each other after pulling a light blanket over ourselves and fell into a deep sleep.

What might the rest of the time bring!



My First Time



I had always thought of myself as perfectly straight. I had never heard of the term bisexual, but I did know what gay or "queer" meant. So I would have never considered myself to be that! I never looked at guys' cocks in the locker room. All I wanted to do was get my hands on some girl's tits and maybe get either a blowjob or, if I was real lucky, get laid. So my first time with another man was rather unexpected.

My car was in the shop and all my friends were in Manhattan at a concert, but it was Friday night and I was not going to stay home. I hitched a ride with a semi friend of mine. He was okay, but a crappy drunk and I did not want to hang out with him that night. I was lucky, he was heading to his girlfriend's house so he did not mind dropping me off at The Strip. The Strip was a couple of blocks back to back on Hempstead Turnpike with regular bars, discos, a strip joint and a couple of gay bars. Pretty much whatever was your persuasion was in this area. Me and my friends had a routine where we would start at one end and bounce back and forth across the street going to which ever bar we wanted to go to next. Even though I was by myself this night, I did the same.

My first stop was an old time bar. This place was good to get cheap glasses of beer and play a few games of pinball. Like I said the beer was cheap, so it was a good way to get the buzz started. Next stop was the strip joint. It was still early in the evening so there were only 1 or 2 dancers on at any one time. None of them I knew, nor did I find particularly good looking. One did an interesting trick with a lit cigarette, but that is beside the point. After awhile I left. It was getting later in the evening and most of the bars had a good crowd by now. I was starting to believe that my luck that night was going to be pretty crappy. I would see a good looking girl and go start talking to her. Well next thing I knew either the girl's boyfriend would finally show up or the rest of her girlfriends, which she had been waiting on, would arrive on the scene. There was no way I was going to pry one of these girls away from their pack. 

It was getting later and later and I was getting drunker and drunker. I thought to myself, I was not going to get any this night. I was in a disco and I must have heard Van McCoy's "Do the Hustle" for what seemed like the 1000 time that night when I said to myself, 

"Fuck it," and decided to leave. "I'll just get drunk by myself."

The next bar I went into the music was loud, but it was in another part of the place towards the back. The front of the joint had a bunch of people just drinking and chatting and dancing in place. I found a seat at the bar and sat down. I was running low on cash so I decided to just drink draft beer. I was going to mind my own business and work on my buzz when another guy sat next to me, ordered a beer and asked, 

"How is your luck going tonight?

I chuckled and said, "Not very good."

He was trying to make small talk, but I was getting loaded and not very talkative. After a couple more beers I decided it was time to go home. I told the guy sitting next to me, 

"Hey it was nice talking to you, but I have to head home."

Now was the hard part. I was pretty lit and about 5 miles from home. Did not have enough money for a cab and at 3:30 in the morning I was not going to call anyone. So, I started to walk home and I was hoping I could hitch a ride. After a hundred yards or so a car pulled up and a couple of guys asked if I needed a ride. My lucky night, I said sure and hopped into the back seat. While I was sitting in the back I heard the driver say,

"Yea, it was boring back there so I decided to head out also." 

That is when I realized that it was the guy who was sitting next to me in the bar. While we were driving his friend in the passenger seat asked if I liked to smoke some pot. I never bought pot, but I would smoke it if offered to me. He fires up a joint and passes it around. Whenever I smoked pot I would get so mellowed out, almost too buzzed. After a short drive I noticed we had stopped at an apartment that I did not live in. 

"I have got to go pee," said the driver. "Do you want to come inside for another beer while I go?"

"Sure" I said, smoking pot and drinking beer I was pretty messed up and figured what the hell one more won't kill me. I did not have to go to work the next day.

We went inside; while the driver went to pee his friend grabbed a few beers for everyone. Then they passed around another joint and this time I said no thanks. We were just bullshitting when the driver asked if I had ever done poppers? I was pretty wasted so I said no but I would like to try it. He held a small bottle under my nose and said inhale real deep. This stuff blasted me!! My head was flying! After snorting this stuff I feel backwards on the couch with the craziest rush I had ever had. I almost felt like a vegetable. I could not move. But I did feel something strange going on. I looked down and the guy that drove me to this apartment was undoing my belt and pulling my pants down. I was so fried I did not say much, but I had a raging hardon. The guy started sucking my cock. He wasn't being gentle with it; he was sucking it big time. I did not object because it felt great. While this is going on, his friend undressed and stood right next to my head and with his cock in hand and just stuck it in my mouth. I got a guy sucking my dick and it felt so good, so I just started doing to his friend what I remembered I like having done to me. It felt good having a dick in my mouth. His cock was about the same size as mine, 6 - 6 ½ inches, cut with a big, but soft spongy head, all swollen and purple, and the hard shaft going in and out of my mouth. I do not know how long this was going on, but I exploded in the guy's mouth that was sucking away on my cock. The hardest and longest I ever came in my life. I felt like I was drowning him with my cum, but it felt awesome. He just swallowed away, taking every last drop that I had.

Now the two guys switched places. But just before they did the one guy put the bottle of poppers under my nose again and said take a hit. Bam, I felt wiped out once more. This stuff was potent. When I started coming back to reality I realized I had been turned over and my knees were on the floor with my chest on the sofa. I felt my ass being played with, first a finger sliding in and out then two. While this was going on the guy who blew me had his clothes off and he put his big cock in my mouth. He was much larger than his friend, easily 8 - 8 ½ inches. He also had real big balls in a long sac. I had a hard time wrapping my lips around his cock. While I was trying to suck his cock I could feel his friend trying to slip something larger than fingers in my ass. He was trying to fuck me. I could feel him pushing and pushing. It did not hurt, but there was a lot of pressure on my asshole. Then pop, he slid about half way in. Again it did not hurt, but I had this feeling of being full. He then backed out a little and pushed forward some more. After doing this for a bit I could then feel his pubic hair against my ass and his balls pushed up against my skin. He was all the way in. So now I had a big cock in my mouth, with balls slapping on my chin and a cock fucking my ass. I know it cannot equate with a woman's pussy being fucked, but it sure felt good having this dick pounding in and out of my ass. All this time my cock was hard as a rock. My head was spinning, my dick was hard, my mouth was full and a cock was just fucking my ass hard. All of a sudden the guy fucking me grab my hips real hard and slammed himself as deep as he could in my ass. He was cumming over and over, filling my butt with his hot cum. I felt wiped out. But these guys were not done with me. 

After pulling out these guys switched places again. This time the guy with the huge cock was going to fuck me. And this time it did hurt going in. It felt like I was being torn in two. The guy with the big cock just held my hips firmly and just stuck the head of his cock in my ass. I had to adjust to his size or this was not going to be fun. The other guy came up to my face and stuck the bottle of poppers under my nose again and had me take a whiff. This did its needed effect on me. I became very relaxed and I could feel the big cock start to slide into my ass. It felt like forever, but finally I could feel him push all the way in and his skin pushed up against my butt meant he was home. I have never felt so full in my entire life. It was not just my ass, but it felt like his cock was going to come out my mouth. He was big and fat and all the way in me. He slowly started pulling out and sliding in; pulling out and sliding in. After a few minutes he was in full fucking speed. His balls were slapping me so hard with every in stroke. My ass was on fire and my cock was straining so hard. He seemed to go on and on fucking me over and over and all of a sudden I started cumming all over the place. I had not even touched my own cock but I was cumming hard and heavy. Finally he grunted loudly and jammed himself as deep as he could go and filled my ass with more cum. I could feel cum dripping out my ass and running down my legs. I was exhausted and sore, but we were not done. These guys each fucked me twice. I sucked each of them off. I fucked one of them and must have cum about 5 times myself that night. 

I crashed on the couch and the next morning they finally drove me home. My ass was so sore and I slept most of the day. When I walked I walked like I had a pole up my ass, kind of like what was up my ass less than 24 hours earlier. I felt great, used and abused, but felt great. This night started me on going out by myself more. If I could not pick up a girl I would then start looking for guys. I thought to myself I had doubled my chances of getting laid or blown. I did not live in New York much longer, and I had to be careful that none of my straight friends would see me when I went out on the prowl. But when I moved to Atlanta, watch out, there was nothing to hinder me, because no one knew who I was and I could go out and do whatever I wanted to.



My First Time



This is the story, actually, the factual relation of my first sexual relations with a woman. I was well past my eighteenth birthday when it happened. We, my mother, father and me, lived on the outskirts of a small Midwestern town, right in the bible belt. I was home schooled by my mother in the hours that she wasn't at church, so that I had no contact with others my age. 

Father was not as religious as she, only going to church on Sundays, while I attended Sunday School in the church basement where Mrs. Saxton, the only other woman I'd had contact with, the teacher, would hold forth for about an hour before we were shoo'd upstairs to join our parents. There was another boy in Sunday School, but he was much younger than me, Johnny Desmon, about ten years old.. 

Never a curse word was heard in our house, fathers strongest word was 'Dang!' and mother would chastise him for using that word. Apparently it was permissible for the preacher, The Reverend Snodgras, to use the words 'hell' and 'damn', but only in his sermons, preaching for two or three hours without letup during services. I know father would often go to sleep during the orations Mother made sure I remained awake. 

It had been two years earlier that I suffered my first 'wet dream' and it scared me something awful. Somehow knowing that it was 'wrong', I hid my bedsheet and pajama bottoms from mother until wash day and throwing them into the washing machine as she was loading it. Somehow, I managed to control myself after that, but found that when my penis did grow longer and hard, there was a most pleasurable feeling when, with a little help from my right hand, I could shoot a white paste into the palm of my other hand.

My innocence ended during the summer of 1982. Mrs. Mullens, our next door neighbor died in early spring of the previous year, leaving her husband, Mr. Jonas Mullen alone. Mother took it upon herself to help Mr. Mullen in his housework, even doing his laundry on laundry day. Then, in late spring, early summer, Mr. Mullen's niece, Gertrude, moved into the house. She had lived in Chicago until a divorce from her husband, and having nowhere to go, came to live with her uncle. . 

Gertrude was a rather tall, thin woman of about forty, her black hair beginning to streak with white. She had a rather pleasant face, seemingly to always have a smile, full lips, usually bright red with lipstick, something my mother didn't approve of, wide set, nearly oriental almond shaped, deep blue eyes, and a rather thin, somewhat longish, nose. 

Of course, she took over all of the household chores my mother had been performing before she came. On occasion I would encounter her on the street when she had gone shopping, but, other than than we had no contact. Like Mr. Mullen, she never attended church, another thing of which mother didn't approve. 

In December, just before Christmas, Mr. Mullen became quite ill and right after the first of the new year, passed away. At first we wondered what would happen to Gertrude, but soon learned that Mr. Mullen had signed the house over to her months before and, in addition, had left her, as mother put it, a rather tidy sum of money. He had always been very frugal and we never realized just how much money he had.

While Gertrude had always been very conservative in her dress, you can imagine mother's reaction when, on a rather warm spring day, she left her home to go shopping, dressed in shorts. Not only were they shorts, they were VERY short, displaying from behind, the lower parts of her buttocks. While mothers face became crimson and she turned away, father gave a low whistle and, under his breath, exclaimed, "Look at the legs on her!" Mother exploded. "Franklin Adams, shame on you, and right in front of the boy!" Father chuckled. "Marian, he's got to learn someday. You can't keep him a virgin all his life."

Indeed, she did have very attractive legs, long and shapely and they were accented by the high heeled shoes she wore. I had never seen her wear high heels before, always she had worn flat heeled shoes and, of course, had never seen her legs like this. For some reason, my penis began to grow and get hard. I sneaked away to our bathroom and massaged it till it spurted out that white paste again.

It was a week or so later that it happened. I was in our side yard, cutting the grass, when Gertrude appeared in her yard, again in her short shorts, topped with a white shirt, the material so thin I could see her breasts with their coral tipped nipples. I know I turned red as a beet and became slack jawed and my penis jumped to its full growth, causing a bulge in the denim pants I was wearing.

"Why, Andrew, I believe you like my clothing," she laughed at me. Foolishly, all I could do was to repeat my father's observation. "You've got very nice legs, Miss Gertrude." With her eyes fixed on the bulge in my pants, she replied, "And it looks like you have a very nice third leg, Andy. You'll have to show it to me sometime. And, don't call me 'Miss Gertrude', call me Trudy, please." With that she turned and returned to her house.

I left the mower where it was and dashed into the house, headed for the bathroom, I had to relieve the pressure in my penis. Mother stopped me as I entered the house, asking, "Where are you going in such a hurry, Andrew?" 

I...uh...I need to go to the bathroom, mother," leaving her with a perplexed look on her face as I passed her. Once safely in the bathroom, the door locked, I whipped out my turgid penis, and after spitting on my right hand, began to rigorously stroke it. It took several minutes before the feeling of euphoria came over me and the white paste spurted, not once, but, three times. My knees grew weak and I nearly fell, catching myself on the wash stand.

When I had recovered, I flushed the toilet and then washed the paste off my hand, returning thru the kitchen, smiling at mother as I passed, and outside again, to finish mowing.

I was putting the lawn mower away in the shed at the back corner of our yard when Gertrude appeared again. She came up to me and softly said, "Feel better after you jacked off?" I looked at her, I had never heard the term 'jacked off' and she saw the question on my face. "Didn't you pump your cock till you came?" When I still had a quizical look on my face, she asked, "Andy, are you a virgin?" I shrugged. "I guess so, at least that's what father said." It was her turn to look surprised. "Well, we'll have to take care of that, Andy. Don't you go to school?"

I explained to her how I was home schooled except for Sunday School and Mrs. Saxton was my teacher there. "Mother was a school teacher before she married my father. She doesn't like schools, except for church school. She's very friendly with Mrs. Saxton too.." Then I asked her, "What's jacked off?" 

She laughed. "What you did with your prick to make you cum, silly. Don't you know anything?" She looked down at my crotch, where my penis was again beginning to grow. "Open your pants, Andy. Show me what you've got hidden in there."

"Oh, I shouldn't. That wouldn't be nice," I answered quickly. But she wouldn't take 'no' for answer and moved to touch my growing penis through the denim material. Of course her touch caused a rapid hardening, making it most uncomfortable. "Come on, Andy, let me see it. I'll show you my cunny if you do." Stupidly I asked, "What's your cunny, Miss Trudy."

"Jeezus, Andy, my cunt, my pussy, my quim. my gash. Don't you know anything at all?" 

Now, besides being uncomfortable in my pants, I was becoming completely embarrassed in not knowing what she was talking about. "Come on, into the shed, Andy. We can both take our pants off and look at each other. You've got a lot to learn." Dumbly, I followed her inside the shed and she began to unfasten the waist band of her shorts. "Come on, Andy, get those pants off." 

Slowly I began to follow her lead, unbuttoning and pushing the zipper fly down. While I had underpants on, Gertrude wore none and I was suddenly gazing at her hairy crotch. My penis poked its way thru the fly in my underwear, as though to also gaze. Miss Trudy ran her fingers through the hair, moving it so I could see a slit peeking through the hair. "There now, Andy, there's my cunny, my cunt, and it's getting very hungry for your beautiful cock and I think you'd better feed it." "Huh?" was all I could say. 

She jumped up onto the work bench my father had built, sitting right on the edge, her legs splayed. "Come here, Andy, feed my cunny, it's awful hungry." With my pants around my ankles, I shuffled towards her and when I was within arms reach, she grabbed my arms and pulled me close to her. Somehow my penis had penetrated her cunny, sliding right inside her. It felt wonderful, much better than when I'd hold it in my hand. "Do it, Andy, fuck me now. Cum in me, feed my cunny."

I tried to pull away but the wonderful feeling on my penis made me push it back inside and I just kept doing it over and over. "That's it, Andy, do it hard, drive that prick in deep. Jeezus! I think you're gonna make me cum. Faster, do it faster." I had my hands on her waist now, holding myself to keep from coming all the way out of her.

Gertrude's head was thrown back and she was breathing heavily through her open mouth. "God, Andy, I'm gonna cum," she sobbed. Her cunny seemed to be gripping my penis as I continued thrusting in and out. Then I felt it. My penis was pumping my white paste into her and, without knowing why, I pushed into her as hard and as deep as I could, holding myself there as more and more flowed from my penis. 

"HARLOT! What are you doing to my boy?" Mother was standing in the doorway of the shed, her eyes blazing, drool running from the corner of her mouth. She looked like a crazed woman, and at that moment she was. "GET AWAY FROM HIM," she screamed as she reached out to grab my arm, yanking me away from Gertrude and out through the shed door. With my pants around my ankles, I was not able to walk, let alone, run, I fell to the ground. 

Gertrude had began laughing boisterously in the midst of all the commotion, pointing a finger at mother. "Some teacher you are, Andy doesn't even know what a cunt is, doesn't even know about fucking. What? Are you saving him for yourself?" Mother's jaw dropped as she heard those words. "Get away, you...you...Jezebel. I know, the devil himself sent you to corrupt my beautiful child." 

By this time, I managed to regain my feet but before I could pull my pants up, mother began pulling me towards our house. I managed to stay on my feet this time, hopping along behind her, my now flaccid penis, bobbing up and down with each hop..

Before we had made it half way to the back door, it suddenly opened and father emerged. "What the Hell?" he exclaimed. He had cursed, and loudly too. "For god's sake, Marian, what are you doing?" She appeared to be speechless hearing her husbands words, stopping her race towards our house. "Andrew, what's going on," father asked.

"Father, Miss Trudy and me, we were just showing each other our,,,uh... privates and mother found us in the shed." At that moment, Gertrude appeared from inside the shed, her shorts back where they should be. She was still laughing loudly. "Frank," she said, this poor boy doesn't know anything. I just took his cherry, he isn't a virgin any more." 

Mother found her voice then and screamed at my father, "Franklin, they were fornicating. She's ruined my sweet boy." Tears were streaming down her face. "What am I going to do now?"

To my relief, fathers face broke out in a broad grin. "Good for him," he said softly. "It's high time he learned what that thing is for. Lord knows I haven't been a good teacher; you've always said it wasn't time. You only give me a chance to use mine so seldom for all these years. Now let go of him so he can at least pull his pants up and stop hopping around like a rabbit."

Mother released her grip on my arm and collapsed to the ground, sobbing loudly. "What will people say? How can I tell Reverend Snodgras what a failure I've been. Help me, Franklin."

"Marian, the only way I can help you is to do just what Andrew just did with Gertrude; fuck you good. It's about time I had a good piece of ass. Gertrude, take him back in the shed and do, uh, whatever, while I take Marian in the house and...well...see if I can do...whatever."

And that's how it happened. Gertrude, Trudy, took me back into the shed and proceeded to teach me what my penis...uh...cock...was for. After the second time, she had to suck it in her mouth to get it big and hard for a third... uh, fuck.

Mother stopped spending so much time at church after that and I noticed that she and father seemed to be smiling a lot more. I guess the 'whatever' worked for them.



My First Time



My defloration happened shortly after I had just turned 18. I had had many opportunities to have penetrative sex before but for some reason I had never gone 'all the way' as my parents generation might have said. I don't think it was because of my catholic upbringing. I am sure my mother's feminist determination to show her daughters what a clitoris was and it's function and my father's leftover hippy values of doing things like that safely and without guilt had affected me. Nevertheless whilst I had become quite deft at giving fabulous hand jobs and reasonable head for my age I had never quite allowed my sexual exploits to progress beyond mutual masturbation to penetration. 

Most guys I dated either exploded in their pants or were happy with what I could do with my hands and mouth. I knew it had to happen one day and after a succession of waiting for someone I really loved to take me that next step I finally came to the point where I had decided that I would simply wait for the man who made me genuinely so horny that I wanted him to be inside me. Strangely enough that rarely happened with guys I dated who were my own age. As nice as some of them were their inexperience with giving me pleasure had led me to hang out with a lot of older guys.

Since I was very young my sister and I had pretty well always passed as twins. She is 18 months older and 20. This particular night, we had both been invited to the twenty first-birthday party of a girlfriend, Stephanie, and so that we could party on we arranged to sleep over. I knew there were going to be lots of cute older guys at the party so I spent a lot of time choosing clothes and putting on makeup so I looked older. I remember choosing an incredibly tarty outfit that evening. I wore a very, very short purple mini dress that hugged my body very nicely and emphasised my trim little figure. It had shoes string straps and was cut low enough to show the little cleavage that I could show in my low cut purple satin and lace pushup bra beneath the short hemline. I wore matching hi -cut purple bikini panties. All purple, right down to my hi-heels. 

My Sister Felicity was dressed to kill too in a hot pink mini skirt and white camisole top. She and her boyfriend had been doing it and going steady for some time. It was Felicity's BF that gave us a lift to the party and we arrived when the place was in full swing, lots of noise, music dancing and groups chatting and drinking. After we'd given the gift to Stephanie and chatted for a while I was introduced to this a group of university students (mostly guys) and I flirted and chatted to them trying not to sound like a school girl just being mysterious and witty without actually bullshitting outright- I don't like dishonesty. 

One guy ended up talking to me pretty well exclusively though the others were all keen to impress me. I think the skimpy dress had something to do with that. They certainly scanned me every time I moved. The guy who gave me the most attention was quite tall for me. At 6 foot quite the biggest guy I had ever dated. He had beautiful hazel eyes and short stylish haircut. He was athletic but lean and muscular. He was intelligent and what attracted me to him a lot was his wit and humour. Strangely he was like a young version of my Dad. He would have been around 26 or so which to me was definitely an older man. He asked me to dance and I accepted and he moved nicely. I like that in a guy can't stand gawky dancers, anyway we danced quite a bit and I was quite suggestive with my movements too I might add. 

He got me several drinks in fact they kept coming. I think he was priming me for what was to come but at the time I didn't think about it much, just enjoyed the conversations. He was a very gentle and cute looking guy and I was enjoying being with him. As the night progressed I got a little merry, well quite drunk actually, and we danced drank and chatted a lot. 

As it got later the mood changed there was a lot of pairing off and snogging and the music got slower and more in the background. We danced to a slow song and a few couples were half dancing half humping each other in the semi darkness of the room. I too began to feel horny and pressed myself against him as we danced. His arms around me, our bodies close together, the heat and scent of each other filled our senses I started to feel extremely excited. We danced pressed together for a while I could tell he was horny too, or at least feel him against me. The idea that just by holding me he was getting an erection made me feel extremely sexy and added to my already horny state of mind. I looked up and kissed him and then we just couldn't keep our hands off each other. We petted standing up kissing and caressing he squeezed my bottom caressed it and I pressed against his hardening cock, breathing heavily and French kissing him. 

Our overt fondling was becoming too obvious for a public place so we moved to a more seclude spot in the house and continued heavy petting for some time. I let him touch my boobs and play with the nipples and felt myself growing very, very wet. My nipples were fully erect after he fondled and pinched them. I could feel he was hyper excited because he was shivering like men do just before they cum. In his passion he slid his hand under my dress. I stopped him from touching me and he cooled down a little. I craved a bit more privacy than a lounge chair with half a dozen other petting couples groaning and panting around us in surround sound. 

I suggested we go up to the room Felicity and I had been given and he followed me up the stairs. It was unoccupied, fortunately for us, and the door had a lock so we could continue undisturbed. We went in and began kissing again. His hands were all over me under my dress touching my ass, tweaking my nipples and then I let him touch my panties at the front and just about exploded as he masturbated me to an earth shattering orgasm in moments.

Instinctively I reached down for his cock and massaged it thru his pants then unzipped it and slid my hand in. MMMMMMM it was so huge, so thick it made me gasp. Here I was a virgin and I had to have that thing inside my tiny little hole. He took off his pants hurriedly and I caressed his cock it and felt it throb beneath my touch. I'd done this before and guys had just cum and it was all over but this time it just seemed to grow.

I went to plan B, by this time he'd unzipped my dress and it too was on the floor. I knelt before him and began to kiss his cock I'd never done this before but I was sure he'd like it and maybe I'd postpone the deflowering this way. Don't know why I was frightened looking back but he was larger than the boys Id masturbated in the backseat of cars. I covered his cock with tiny wet kisses from tip to balls and he moaned long and low. I enjoyed the affect I was having. 

My kisses got bigger and wetter and slurped all over him kissing, running wet lips over him, nibbling, touching him with my hands and wanking him. He throbbed and moaned more and more. I ran my finger -nails across his balls lightly and touched him with feather like touch, blew warm air across it and then I just gobbled him sucked and took as much of his hugeness in my mouth as possible I was so excited by his moans my own pussy was dribbling wetness. Somewhere in there he exploded and for some reason I just swallowed and felt the hot spurts in my throat. I kept on going like a woman possessed. He was moaning and telling me how hot I was and I just kept going. His cock was still rock hard and I peeled off my bra and watched it throb as I did it and grabbed his cock once more and ran it round each of my nipples making them so hard. 

He just moaned and said, ' God I want your pussy'. 

I forgot about my fears then. He began kissing me again tenderly sweetly, his hand reached down to pull of my panties and I stopped him, so he slid them aside and masturbated me until I was cumming continuously. 

Then he kissed his way down my chest suckling me while he touched my clit he inserted fingers in me first one then two then three. He could tell it was going to be a tight fit three felt amazing and he finger fucked me through some more delicious orgasms. He moved his head closer to my panties and began to kiss them. They were soaked and I was so sensitive. 

Before long his tongue was lapping at my pussy and I was in ecstasy moaning and thrashing about. In the middle of a huge climax he returned to face me and kiss me I felt his cock touch my tiny tight little hole. I was aching for it. I spread my legs and he began to put it inside me and I squealed 

'OH GOD ITS HUGE'. 

He slid it into me gently. Filling me I shivered and moaned and wriggled so it would continue to go in me. The issue of my hymen breaking made me wince slightly and I was conscious of the blood and the pain just long enough before he pushed into me deeper and I felt the pleasure of his cock inside me consume me. My poor little pussy stretched to take his gentle entry and I was drizzling wetness. He was in so deep I could feel his balls against my ass and he way throbbing, I was pulsing too. Then he took it almost out and I was a dribbling mess begging him to put it back and he obliged pumping me screwing me deep fast strokes and I came wildly then continuously this time a vaginal orgasm my first ever- it was delicious. 

He fucked me for ages and I wrapped my legs around him and bucked and kissed and scratched and bit him screaming the house down. He stopped and turned me over and kissed my cheeks then entered from behind. Mmmmmm that was even deeper. 

More orgasms. I got on top of him and rode him too! He liked that I was so tight, so wet, and so hot. I could feel he was going to explode and Mmmmmm Mmmmmm I wanted him to so much. Just before he did. He flipped me onto my back and fucked me deep and hard his cock swelled, my pussy contracted in the hugest orgasm and then POW he was squirting in me holding his cock inside me as deep as possible and I felt his hot spurts shooting into me. Mmmmmmmmmmm it was so nice. 

We collapsed and rested and slept. I was a lucky girl to have such a nice first time. It made me the fuck addict I am today. After that night all I wanted to do was fuck him but that's another story.



My First Time



As the title says this is about my first time, it just doesn't tell you the first time of what. Could it be the first time I felt a cock deep in my throat? Nah, that happened when I was 16 and I would crave that feeling ever since. Mmmmm, to have a dick throbbing deep in my throat is one of the greatest pleasures..., but I digress. Could it be about my first time of straight sex? Wrong again, I was 18 by then and although I have heard the first time isn't great for every woman I found it to be great for me. The energy he had and his tool fit perfect in me. So now you're saying, oh another story about anal, well you would be wrong again. Although it did hurt a bit, I have to admit a dick stretching my asshole and thrusting in deeper and deeper is something I crave regularly. Ah, once again I digress, let me just get to the story. 

I had been into gang bangs for a while now. I would have various male friends set them up for me and I would go anywhere to get it. I even made friends with a few bar owners so I could get gang banged on their pool tables after hours, it was great! I loved not knowing who was going to fuck me or how many men it would be in one night. I have learned over the years that the rougher they got the more I liked it, so I would put up a fight just to get them to rough me up some. I even ate my first cunt during a gang bang, and then I would ask to make sure there was at least one pussy for me to eat in the future.

Well one night after a rather rough and rowdy bunch had me; one of the men noticed how into pain I was and told me to call him if I wanted to try something new. Well how could I refuse, I called him a few days later to see what he had in mind. 

"Hi, is Al there?" I was a bit nervous, I wasn't sure if he would know me.

"Speaking," he replied.

"Ummm, Al this is Ellie. I don't think you know my name, but you told me to give you a call if I wanted to try something new." I hoped he knew what I was talking about.

"Ah, Ellie, well I hadn't known your name, but I definitely remember you. You seemed to really enjoy the rough time you were getting the other night. I take it by your call you wanting something a bit different." He stated with a smile to his voice. "When you ready to try what I have in mind?"

"How about this weekend, you just tell me when and where and I'll be there." I had no clue what he had in mind, but I rarely knew what to expect with my friends plans, so this was no different, my pussy was already aching from the excitement. 

"Well meet me on the corner of Elm and Washington at 8:00 on Friday night. Do you have any other plans this weekend?" he asked. 

My pussy and ass started to throb with excitement at the thought of a whole weekend of being fucked. I tried to keep the excitement out of my voice as I answered, "Um no, this is my weekend off. Do I need to bring anything?" I asked, my throat aching for a cock.

"Nah, just your sexy, slutty self," replied Al before hanging up.

I fought the urge to masturbate for the few days before Friday and wondered what Al had planned for me. I choose a fitted tank top and a denim mini skirt to wear Friday night. I also stuck another shirt and some shorts in my handbag, just incase, after all Al had hinted to a full weekend.

When I got to the corner of Elm and Washington it looked like a deserted street. Just as I was wondering if Al was playing games with me, a black van pulled up. The window on the passenger side rolled down, so I walked over to it. Before I could say anything someone jumped out of the back and grabbed me. Nature took over and I struggled to get free, they just shoved me in the back, shoved a rag in my mouth, and blindfolded me.

I was overpowered by them so I gave up my struggle, I still didn't know if Al was here, or what he had planned even if he was here. I felt a pair of hands at each wrist and ankle as I was spread eagle. Someone else started cutting my clothes off me. Damn, that was one of my favorite skirts! "Wooo wee, Al you were right, this is a fine toy!" Well at least I knew Al was there.

Now I was getting hornier by the second and waiting for the fun to begin. Yet, no one touched me. All I could feel was the hands on my wrist and ankles. I started struggling, maybe that's what they wanted, but all that happened was the grips tightened up. "Al, you sure I can't start playing now? This thing is leaking like I ain't never seen before." I knew the voice was talking about all the moisture between my legs. How could they not notice it? Since I now knew the fun wasn't starting yet, I tried to calm down, but I felt ready to explode and no one had fucked me yet. I started gyrating my hips, I had to cum. Would they give me release if they knew? "Shit Al, it's going to cum without us."

"You better stop it then, if it cums you don't get to play with it!" I finally head Al's voice order.

"Awww, fuck! How'm I supposed to stop it?" I heard things being moved around and then something ice cold was pressed on my clit. I tried to yell, but the rag prevented much from escaping me. "Well, that seems to have done the trick, it's not squirming as much now."

I was struggling to catch my breath, the cold had knocked it right out of me, and the rag was making it hard to breathe deep enough to get it back. What did they have planned for me? 

I felt the van stop and was dragged out the back and stood up. Someone held my arms behind my back and nudged me forward. The cool breeze hardened my nipples and it tickled my wet cunt. I gingerly stepped forward. The nudging from behind me was gentle and persistent. 

A new voice would tell me when to step up and after a few steps I felt cool tile under my feet. I could feel other people in the room, but couldn't tell how many there were. Then someone spread my legs and attached them to something. I was bent forward and my arms were bound like my legs. I could feel a solid surface supporting me from the hips to the chest, with my breast hanging free and there was something supporting my shoulders too.

I felt someone handling my breast, but it wasn't in an erotic way. Then I felt something clamp on my nipples. I let out a yell of surprise, but realized the pain wasn't that bad. I was actually getting turned on by it. Of course since I was into gang bangs, I already knew how erotic pain could be for me. Then they added weight to the clamps. I felt the pull of the weights and my pussy started to ache for some cock. Then the rag in my mouth was replaced by a ball gag. This was getting more interesting than any gang bang I had had. I was wondering when they would start fucking me. I was really starting to want it bad now. 

Someone removed the blindfold and it took my eyes a few minutes to adjust to the light. I could finally see that I was on a modified table, so my tits could hang free, and padding was on the edges at my hips and shoulders. Even when I craned my neck all the way back all I could see were a lot of legs and cocks of every possible color. 

I felt something start to squeeze my 36C breast at the base. I looked down and noticed legs on either side of me; the owners were pushing something in on the table to squeeze my breast. I watched as my breast started to swell under the pressure. Were they trying to pinch them off? Just as the pain was starting to make my brain foggy they stopped. I could feel my juices running down my legs, the pain in my breast was turning me on more than I thought possible. Then I heard all say, "Every time you men get her to the peak and stop it we get to add weight to her tits. That's when I looked closer at the clamps on my nipples. From each one was a bowl suspended by 3 chains. The bowls were already enough weight to be pulling my tits further than I thought possible.

"Well gentlemen, every time you get our slut here to say the magic words we all get to add some more weight to those wonderful tits of hers," I heard Al explain. I wondered what word I wanted to avoid. "Then when the bowls are full you all know what to do," he continued. Now I was really scared, but turned on at the same time.

Then I felt hands all over me. They were caressing and massaging my entire body. Yet they seemed to be avoiding my holes. They would even run their cocks over my lips, but when I opened my mouth they would pull away. Then I felt them running their dicks in my crack, smearing my juices all over my pussy and asshole. Maybe now I would get some sex, but they just kept teasing me. 

Finally, I couldn't handle it anymore, "Someone fuck me, I don't care where at, just fill me with cock." All I got in response was weight on my tits. I watched as they poured some sand in the bowls, making my purple tits stretch even more. Were they trying to pull them off? The teasing kept up and even with the pain in my tits I could only think of being fucked. "Please give me some dick, even if it's fake. Just fuck me, so I can have release. Please I need to cum! Fill me with cock!" I pleaded. Again I just got more weight on my tits. They were almost black now; tears were streaming down my face as I continued to beg for release. The men just kept adding more weight to my tits. Then I noticed one more time would fill the bowls to the limit, I didn't care what they did to me, I just needed fucked like never before. "Fuck me! Fuck me!" I demanded. With that the bowls were over flowing and the men kept up the teasing, but I noticed my wrist and ankles were being released. 

Suddenly they released my tits and removed the weights all at once. I screamed at the rush of pain. I felt myself being lifted and turned over onto my back. I was tied down again, spread eagle and a cock was shoved down my throat. At first I gagged, but quickly adjusted. I was starting to enjoy my face fucking when I felt severe pain across my very sensitive breast. I hadn't realized that my ankles weren't tied to a solid surface until I pulled my feet up instinctively. Then I felt them grab the bar my ankles were tied to and tied to my thighs.

After the first dick shot it's cum down my throat I got a glimpse of a riding crop coming down on my breast, just before another cock was shoved down my throat. I felt the crop on my pussy right before a cock filled it. As I was being face fucked and pussy pounded the crop kept its attention on my sensitive tits. Every time the cock pulled out of my cunt my clit would feel the sting of the riding, then my ass would be filled ruthlessly. The riding crop stung my clit between every switch of cock.

I never thought I would cum, because the intense pain would pull me from the edge every time, but then the pain started to melt into the pleasure. I was raised higher than I felt possible before my orgasm racked my body. The men didn't stop; instead they started fucking and whipping me faster. I don't know how long it lasted after that but I woke up sore and in the softest bed I have ever been in. 

Al walks in and asks, "So, did you have a good time? 

"Mmmmmm, sure did." I answered as I stretched carefully. "Can we do it again soon?"

"Well that depends on you. Do you want to stay here and continue learning and experiencing what you have tasted, or would you rather leave now to never return?" He stated simply. "You have to decide now, because I will need to either take you home, or get plans ready for our next party." 

Well that was my first time but not my last, so I'm sure you know what I decided. I hope you can come to our next party, I'll be ready for you.



My First Time



To the reader: This story is 100% true. If you're interested in seeing a little piece of the REAL me, here it is. I know the story isn't glamorous or particularly exciting and there's not much dialog, it's more of a short story type thing... but hopefully you'll enjoy it.

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James and I met at the mall over Christmas break our freshman year in college. We didn't go to the same high school, college (they weren't even in the same STATE!!), or even live in the same city, but the mall was new and they were hiring all over the place so we both managed to obtain jobs. James was working at a cookie store and I was working at a department store. It just so happens his cookie store had a special drink price for mall employees and I would stop by everyday to grab a soda or some coffee. I took notice, and he did too. First I didn't have to order anymore, he knew what I wanted. Then I didn't have to wait in line anymore. Then I started getting the drinks for free. And the rest is history, so they say.

A relationship that was meant to be a little winter fling really blossomed into something special. We would write, send packages, call, and drive 5 hours each to meet each other halfway when we were in school. We took trips together the following summer and the next year we went to colleges close to each other and spend almost every weekend together.

Before I knew it, a year had passed. The innocence of our relationship is what kept it going at first. We were both on the shy side, both quiet, and both nervous. Neither of us had too much experience. Well, we didn't have ANY experience except for kissing and maybe a little heavy petting here and there. James was the first guy I went down on. And I found that not only did I like it, I seemed to be pretty good. Well, at least James liked it. I was the first girl whose pussy he had touched, tasted. 

I did an internship in Florida for 8 months, and I guess we really started thinking about having sex while I was down there. I think it was the total lack of physical contact that was driving us both crazy! We talked and talked and talked and set 'the date' for our anniversary, when we would have been together for two years. 

I came home from Florida and our anniversary came and went. We were too scared to do anything. Uncomfortable. Anxious. Valentine's Day came and went. And then it was March.

One weekend at the beginning of March, James came over to see me. When we crawled into bed that night, I decided I didn't want to wait any more. As we rolled around in bed kissing, I felt him becoming aroused and I took his cock in my hand and started stroking it.

James put his hands in my hair and guided my head down to his cock and pressed it firmly against my lips. I opened my mouth slightly and slowly took it in, inch by inch, gagging when it hit my throat. I looked at him with my eyes big and innocent and let him thrust in and out of my mouth for a few moments. Then I pulled away.

"James?"

"Yeah, Chloe?" He replied.

"You know how we've been talking about trying 'it'? I really want to. I want to have sex with you." I whispered, as I felt my cheeks growing warm.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"Do you have a condom?"

"Yes."

I got out of bed and walked over to the closet and pulled out a box with some of our 'toys' in it. There was a little brown paper bag with some of the condoms I had gotten from the health center on campus in it. I got a couple out and kneeled down on the bed next to him. I smiled nervously and handed one to James. 

Oh you should have seen us. Honestly it was pretty funny. As many condoms as I had seen in my life, we couldn't get one on! I had to keep stroking him to keep him nice and hard until, after throwing about 5 away, we got one rolled down.

I lay down on my back and James got between my legs. He stroked my clit for a minute and then put a single finger into my pussy to see if I was wet. I was. My heart was pounding.

"Just be gentle, okay?"

"I will," he told me as he rubbed his cock against my pussy lightly.

James held his cock and pressed it against my pussy. He pressed hard and I felt myself stretching around him as the head entered. I bit my lip with pain. James pushed in inch by inch until he felt a lot of resistance. I looked up at him, scared, and nodded.

"I love you." He told me.

"I love you too."

And with that, he pushed hard through the barrier, breaking my hymen. His cock slid in easily after that, though I cried out with pain and a few tears fell from my eyes. James brushed the tears away gently. "Do you want me to stop?" He asked, pumping in and out of my pussy slowly.

I felt like I was being ripped in half. I knew it would hurt, but I didn't think it would be THAT bad. I bit my lip and looked into his eyes, and I could see how good he felt. No matter how bad it felt I wanted him to feel good. I knew I would adjust, that the pain would subside.

"No," I said.

James continued rocking back and forth, thrusting in and out of me. After a few minutes, the pain began to subside and I really started to enjoy it. The feeling of his thick, hard, cock inside of me. The new sensation of him driving himself in and out of my pussy. The pressure of his body on top of mine. The friction on my clit. 

"Can I tell you something dirty," I whispered to James.

"Yes." He grinned and looked down at my affectionately.

"I really like the way this feels. You... fucking me."

I felt his cock throb in my pussy. James put his hands on my chest and started flicking at my nipples and squeezing my tits. 

"Mmmmmmmmmm... Ohhhhhhhh James, your cock feels so good inside of me!" I moaned.

James thrust harder and faster into my pussy. He leaned down and kissed my neck, my chest and nipped and my shoulder. I put his head on my chest and started hammering away at my cunt.

"Fuck me, James! Fuck my pussy. Mmmmmmmmm... Oh baby, I think I'm gonna cum!" I yelled.

"Yes, yes, sweetie. Cum for me! Cum on my cock!" James thrust himself deep inside me.

"Ohhhhhhhhh, James! I'm cumming, I'm cumming all over your hard cock!"

I let go and felt my pussy squeezing his cock as I orgasmed. I looked up at his face and he started pumping himself wildly into me and I could tell he was close. After a few more seconds, I could feel him throbbing inside of me. He was cumming.

James collapsed on top of me and lay there for a few minutes before he pulled his softening cock out of my pussy. I looked down and saw a tiny bit of blood around the entrance to my pussy, which had begun to hurt again, without his cock in it. I laid my head on his chest and took a deep breath. "I love you."

"I love you too," he replied. "How did it feel?"

I explained to him that at first it hurt, but once I got used to it, it felt really good. He told me that it was the most intense sensation he had ever felt. I smiled as we curled up together, excited about what the morning would bring...



My First Time



My first time was the result of a long building desire to have sex with another man. It was also the result of my girlfriend of three years. 

To start out, myself and Shea had been together pretty much since I was 17 years old and she was 15. I was 21 at the time, and I was going to a wedding of a family friend I had known for a while. Now for the backstory. Shea was pretty straight laced, she didn't like being freaky like I did. The wedding was in July, and we had been having some troubles previous to this. Right after Christmas, she got mad and we broke up. My desire for all things anal had become an issue. When we broke up during Christmas, I went out and bought a dildo. It was the first one i had ever had, and I used it non-stop for the week we were apart. Shea found out, and she was hurt, but I was in love with her and I agreed to be with her and not the dildo. We made it okay until May, when things hit the wall and fell apart. Shea basically informed me that we were done. I tried as much as I could to get her back, but to no avail. About the same time, I had a friend who came out of the closet, one whom everyone knew was gay. He came out to my close friend, and then told everyone that he had a boyfriend, whom everyone called Chocolate Thunder. It's exactlly how it sounds. 

Now, I had a picture of myself using my dildo on my computer, and to make a long story short, my newly gay friend found it, and tried to blackmail me into having sex with him. I turned him down, and informed Shea of what he wanted. That is when she started accusing me of sleeping with him. She always told me that when I had sex with him, I needed to use a condom. I laughed it off, but it was pissing me off a little. Now to the wedding.

I went to the wedding, and my gay friend and Thunder were both there. They had a hotel room and were ready to party all night, which they informed me of right away. I laughed it off, and kept drinking. I thought of Shea and how much I loved her. And I got drunker and drunker. Soon, I was handed a room key to the "party" room. They then left and went up for an ass-fucking bash. At this time I went up to take the room key to them.

I walked in and my pal was balls deep in Thunder. I was speechless. I walked in on two gay guys fucking. And my cock had never been stiffer. I stuttered and said I had there key. These two had been trying to get my ass cherry for months, and they sensed that they were going to get it. My pal spoke and said to just grab Thunders cock, and he offered me money for it. I was drunk, so I said what the fuck? I grab his big, 9 inch, black cock, and I stroked it. And I got lost with it, the images of Shea were gone. The huge black cock I was stroking was all that was in my head. I felt a hand on my pants, and my friend took off my pants, freeing my cock in the process. My shirt was taken off, and I was naked with two gay guys who wanted to fuck the shit out of me.

Thunder pushed down on my head, and I slipped his cock into my mouth. I savored my first cock, licking the tip, sucking his cock the best I could. I felt a finger slide into my ass, and it was my friend. His cock was rock hard, 6 inches long. It didn't take long for me to get what was up. He pushed the tip of his cock against my virgin asshole, and it slid right in. I was in awe, I shot my load everywhere. Here I was, a straight guy with a sweet girlfriend, and I was getting used like a little gay whore. Thunders cock exploded in my mouth, and my friend filled my ass with his come. I was speechless. I stood to leave, totally baffled. And I was told to stop. Thunder wanted my ass.

I figured what the hell. I slid down between my friends legs and started sucking his cock. At the same time Thunder lubed up my ass. I was nervous, but horny as fuck. Thunder pushed his huge cock against my ass, and it didn't go. I breathed in deeply, and slammed back. His cock slammed into my ass, filling me up like nothing I could of ever imagined. He started slamming my asshole as hard as he could. My cherry was popped, my ass was spread. It didn't take long for my friend to blow in my mouth. But Thunder was an animal. He kept fucking my asshole, hard and fast. When he came, it felt like a gallon. I got dressed, found a sober driver and went home. 

The next morning I was awoken by Shea. She was in my bedroom, in my bed. She asked me how the wedding was, and I said really fun, but I drank too much. I stood up to get dressed, and all of Thunders come ran out of my ass. She looked at me, and asked me what happened. So I told her that she drove me to getting assfucked by a huge black cock. She walked out of my house and never talked to me again. Since then, I have had a lot more cock in my ass. I still hope that someday she will speak to me again. Who knows...?



My First Time



I lay on my blankets wondering why what happened did. What kind of a slut am I? Here I am with cum dripping out of my ass and a belly full of it. How did I come to this? I am not queer. I am straight...aren't I? You decide.

It all started about a month ago. I was in an arcade and met this guy playing one of the games. We got to talking and I mentioned that I needed a place to stay. He told me that he lived with 5 other guys and that one more wouldn't hurt. So I went with him to his place and met my new roommates. They were all older than my 18 years by 15-20 years but I was made welcome. 

We sat around talking and shooting the shit. I was offered a beer and accepted. I felt right at home. I had a few bucks on me and forked it over to pay for the rent and there was enough left over for a couple of bottles and a quarter of good pot. So one guy went out and got the booze and dope. When he got back we sat around smoking and drinking. Damn, but that was good weed. Well, anyway, after awhile we all went to lay down and go to sleep. We all slept on pallets in the same room. Anyway after I thought that everyone had gone to sleep I got up to go to the bathroom. As I was coming back I noticed one roomy looking at me as he jerked off.  He asked me if I had ever jerked off while someone else watched. I said no. He asked if I would. I figured why not. Wouldn't hurt anything. So I sat down beside him on the floor and started playing with myself. 

After a few minutes he pulled off the blankets and I could see his cock in all its hard glory. I had never seen another man's penis before in this manner. Of course I had seen the guys in the shower at the pool and in school, but not like this. He looked huge compared to my 8". As I watched and stared at his dick I started getting an inner compulsion to get a closer look. I leaned forward. I got closer and closer. He reached out and stroked my hair. This was feeling so right. I got closer still and felt his hand gently push my head down towards him. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. I gave the head of his cock a lick. He sucked in his breath and I licked again. I couldn't understand why I was doing this. I had never been sexually interested in men, so why now? I lowered my head and engulfed his woody as far as I could take it in my mouth. His intake of breath told me that I was doing something right. I started bobbing up and down. Suddenly I felt him tense up and the next thing I knew he was blowing his load in my mouth. I tried to raise up, but he had ahold of my head and forced me to take his cum in my mouth. I had no choice but to swallow. 

After a moment he calmed down and released me. I looked at him and whispered that I needed to get back to my pallet before the others woke up and saw what we were doing. I didn't need that humiliation. I heard a voice beside me saying it was too late. We had been seen. I looked over and the rest of the guys were stroking their dicks. I turned red as a beet knowing that they had seen me give my first blow-job. 

The guy who spoke reached out and pulled me close. He shoved me down to his cock and when it touched my lips I just opened up and started sucking like a baby on a tit. I couldn't believe the difference in taste. I was soon bobbing up and down like a fucking yoyo. He was telling me how good my mouth was and to keep going. 

Suddenly I felt a hand on my ass. I started to raise up but I was prevented from doing so. Something wet and sticky was rubbed on the opening to my shitter. It felt good. A finger was sent sliding up my ass. OH LORDY did that feel different. Good but different. I wiggled my hips and shoved back as far as I could to get more. I soon got more. The finger was removed and I felt a cock invading my virgin ass. It was a monster of a cock. Damn thing felt like a redwood tree. It was huge. With much grunting and groaning, it slowly slid into me. Finally, he was deep in my bowels. 

I had never done anything like this before. Sure I had been with women but never a man muchless two. I looked around at the other three men. I could see the lust in their faces. I was also horny as hell. My cock was hard and seeking relief. I reached down and started to stroke myself. Suddenly a pair of hands grabbed mine and forced them behind my back. 

Meanwhile the man in my ass was thrusting away. I started moving in rhythm with him. When he would pull out I would move forward and when he jammed into me I would shove back as hard as I could. I felt him tighten up and I clenched my sphincter as tight as I could get it. He let out a primal scream and let loose a blast of cum deep in my ass. 

Meanwhile the guy in my mouth grabbed me by the hair and forced his dick down my throat. I gagged and choked and tried to pull back to no avail. I was impaled on the two cocks, each blasting in me.

The two men pulled out of me and I fell onto my side. The other three reached down and pulled me up to my feet. I was led into the dining room and the first two produced a rope. I was forced to lean over the table with my feet on the floor. My hands were tied to the legs at the far end. My legs were forced apart and tied to the legs closest to me. I was helpless. I heard a whisper in my ear telling me that I was safe. I was also told that if I did as I was told that I would not be hurt. I was informed that I was going to be a slave to them for a weekend. It was now Saturday and my servitude would end Sunday. I nodded my head that I understood what I was told. I was also told that if I disobeyed I would be punished. I again nodded. One of the men moved to where I could see him and he had a belt in his hand. My face must have reflected the fear that I felt. He told me that he was going to give me a demonstration of what penalty disobedience would bring.

He moved behind me and I felt the first lash of the belt. I grit my teeth and bore it. Again and again the belt came down across my defenseless butt. By the fifth lash I was sobbing and begging for him to stop. By the tenth I was screaming and still begging. He quit after 15 lashes. I lay there on the table sobbing in agony at the fire in my ass. The same man come back to where I could see him and reached out to me. I moved my head as far away as I could in fear that he would hit me in the face. Instead he gently wiped away my tears and told me that he hoped that would be the last time my ass would feel the sting of the belt.  I looked at him and nodded my head in agreement. My rear was on fire. 

But to my absolute amazement was that my dick was again hard as a rock. I hadn't been touched except with the belt. I couldn't believe that I was getting horny over being beaten.  OH God what was I turning into? As the pain in my rear continued to burn I realized that I was getting hotter myself. I couldn't believe that my body was betraying me like this. I was getting turned on from pain. I knew I was going to disobey just to get that feeling again.

I could feel one of them gently rubbing my ass. The soft touch combined with the lingering fire was such sweet agony. Soon I felt him sliding a finger up me and then two, three and finally four. I was being stretched to the limit. I moaned. They all laughed. Suddenly the fingers were removed and I felt something else at my rear opening. I looked as best as I could over my shoulder and could just barely see one of my new lovers sliding his cock in me.  It didn't feel quite so large as the first guy.

 I laid my head on the table and willed myself to relax. It worked and he was in deep. One of them climbed on the table and grabbed a handful of hair and jerked my head up. I looked at his mammoth erect organ. He told me to open my mouth. I shook my head and he asked if I wanted another beating. Again I shook my head. He told me to suck his prick and to do it right now. I tried to force my head down but his hold on my hair was to great.  I was deliberatly disobeying. I knew the penalty and I wanted it again. I soon got my "reward".  I felt the belt as it lashed across my back. I moaned and whimpered but still wouldnt open my mouth. The guy wanting a blowjob said to give me another 20 lashes. At the 5th lash I opened my mouth to scream and he quickly shoved his cock into me. He jammed it down my throat and started fucking my face. He told me that if I were to bite him that he would beat the shit out of me with his fists and hurt me badly. I started sucking and he kept on fucking. Meanwhile the guy behind me kept reaming my ass and the belt kept on for the 20 lashes. I was writhing in total agony.  These guys didn't care that I was on fire they all just wanted to get off. An eternity later I felt them both tense up and slam two cocks deep into me. I was again filled in both ends with sperm.  They pulled out and I felt so empty. 

I looked at the last guy. He was by my head. I looked and saw that he had the biggest cock of the bunch. OH MY GOD it was huge. He saw the look on my face when I realized that monster was going to snake out my pipes.  He grinned and told me that it was 12 inches long and 4 around. Shit!!! There was no way he could get that in me.  

He got up on the table and lifted my head. I pleaded and begged him not to hurt me. He just laughed. I reluctantly opened my mouth and he jammed deep into my throat. He fucked my face for a couple of minutes only pulling out so that I could get a breath of air.  After a few minutes of face-fucking me he pulled out and got off the table. I could see him go around behind me and get ready to give me a fucking I wouldn't soon forget.  I felt the head of his cock at the entrance to my bowels and then he just shoved in. He bottomed out in on swift thrust amid my howls of agony. He didn't give me time to adjust to the size of his fucksnake, but just started reaming me. What seemed like a lifetime later I felt him tense up. He grabbed my hips and jammed so far in me that I thought he was going to come out of my mouth.  He came and came. I must have gotten a gallon of his man juice. 

After he pulled out one man came up behind me and slid something into me. Then I was told that I had a buttplug in me and that I had to leave it in there all night long. If in the morning it wasn't in me I would get a whipping that made the last three look like love taps. I figured that I could easily pull it out and put it back before they woke up.  I was then told that I would be left tied to the table for the night. They wanted me there so that I could get my breakfast in the morning. I begged to be untied and let lay down and sleep. My pleas fell on deaf ears as they all walked back to their rooms. I laid my head down dejected and scared. I didn't know what I had gotten myself into. I wasn't sure that I wanted to be the slave anymore.  I didn't know if I wanted to be released either. I was so confused. What I did know was that I was starting to develop feelings for these guys. 

That night was totally sleepless. I didnt want to loose the plug and inccur the wrath of my new masters. I was afraid that if I went to sleep it would fall out and I knew that I wouldn't be able to pick it back up. So I stayed awake.

The next morning the five of them came into the dining room all sporting the typical morning woody of the human male.  The first thing they did was to check that the plug was still in my ass. It was.  They looked disappointed. Next one guy got up on the table and put his cock to my lips. I was to tired to resist so I opened wide and let him have his way. Once he got off the others followed in rapid succession. 

After they all were happy for the moment my legs were released from the table but shackled with leg irons. Then my arms were released from their prison and I was pulled up straight. A belt was put around my waist and my wrists were placed in the cuffs attached to it. A spiked dog collar with the words SLAVE and WHORE was put around my neck and a leash attached to that. I was then led to the bathroom. I did my business and cleaned up. 

When I was taken back to the dining room I was forced to kneel in front of the men. I was told that there were things that I had to do that day and if I was able to to do them I would be rewarded. If not I would be punished. I asked what I had to do. They told me that they were having a party that day for some of their friends and that I would be the party whore. I would have to service anyone who wanted me. Since I was so young and tender that everyone would want me. There would also be some new rules that I would have to follow. The first was that I wasn't allowed to talk unless spoken to first and then to answer as briefly as possible. The second was that I had to always keep my head down. I was to obey any man that was in the house but that their orders were to be obeyed first. I was asked if I could obey those 3 simple rules and I quickly and quietly answered yes and bowed my head. I was told that I was a good slave and that things were to going to go well for me.  

Later that day the guests had arrived and I had been put in a bedroom. I was a surprise for them. One of my new masters came and got me. He snapped the leash on my collar and led me out into the living room. When we got there the guests fell silent. My masters were delighted that their suprise worked. Quickly the guests recovered their wits and started asking where I had been gotten and if I was for sale. I tried backing up into the bedroom, but the leash was held firmly. I looked around and there must have been 10 or so men there. I was moved to the centre of the room amid catcalls and pats on the ass. I knew that I was nothing more to them than a piece of meat. I was going to be used hard and alot. I kept my head bowed. Secretly I was pleased that all these men would want me.

Once in the centre of the room my wrists were cuffed together. They were released from the belt restraints and then a chain was padlocked to them and my arms were raised over my head until I was just able to stand on my toes. One of my masters came to me and told me that there would always be one of them near and that they would make sure that I wasn't seriously harmed. If I wanted a drink or something all I had to so was make eye contact with one of them and they would come see what I needed or wanted. I could have anything I wanted except my freedom.  

The party proceeded on and I was the centre of attraction. I was touched and pawed. My tender ass was fondled and many fingers were jammed up me to see what I could take. Several times I felt a belt or a whip driven across my ass or back. There was one huge black man who must have been 6'7" and about 300 pounds of muscle who me lashed a couple of times. OH that stung. That brought tears to my eyes.

Finally after about 3 hours by the clock (but felt like an eternity) I was let down and taken to another part of the living room. There was a set of stocks that was about 4 1/2 feet high. There was also a step about 6 inches in front of it. I was ordered up on the step and to put my head and arms in the stocks. I did and in doing so I found my ass very much exposed. The guests were told that they were going to draw numbers to fuck me in order. My owners produced a hat and said that there were 10 numbers there. The men started reachin and drawing numbers. The black man got number one but he said that in fairness to the rest that he would go last. The others laughed and so did he. He pulled out his cock and I just stared. Shit that thing was even bigger than the one my master had. Not longer but thicker. He asked who had number 10 and traded with him.

The rules were announced. Either of my holes was fair game, but once a man used me he was done. The first guy came up to me and rubbed my ass and slowly slid into me. Damn it felt good. And so it went for 9 men. Then it was the black guy's turn. He looked at me and told me that he would be gentle as he knew how. I nodded fearfully. I was to tired to care. He went behind me and got into position. I relaxed as best I could. I must have been pretty loose from the pounding I had gotten that evening. I felt him slowly going into me. My ass expanding to take him. He was gently rubbing my back and telling me how good I was and how well I was doing. Finally he was all in me. I felt so full. He told me to let him know when I was ready for him to start. I looked around and found one of my masters and made eye contact. He came over and I asked for a toke of a joint and something to drink. After I had taken a couple of tokes and a swallowed a couple of drinks I was feeling no pain. I told him to go for it. He started moving that big black fuckstick in and out of me. Slowly at first then faster and faster. OH, it hurt at first but then as I got into the rhythm and loosened up a bit it felt really good. Finally he tensed up and jammed into me with a growl of pure lust. He came and he came. I thought that he would never stop. Eventually he pulled out of me. He came around to where I could see him and he told me that I had done a good job. 

I nodded numbly. I was so tired. I was released from the stocks and chained up to the belt again. I was led to the bedroom and chained by the collar to the wall. I was told that I could go to sleep and to rest well. 

I didn't wake until the next afternoon.  My ass was sore and I could barely move. I couldnt remember where I was.  I looked around and remembered. Had I really let 10 men gang bang me last night? From the way my ass felt I must have.  Awhile later the door opened and I was taken to the bathroom. I cleaned up and did what I had to do. I was then taken out to the living room and told that I had some decisions to make.  I had a choice. I could leave or stay.  If I was to stay I would be a slave and whore for their use. I was told to go to the bedroom and think it over. They were all leaving. If I was there when they came back I was theirs.  I went into the bedroom and they left the house. 

I was still there when they came home. I had even put the cuffs and leg-irons on me. The SLAVE-WHORE collar with the leash was in place. My head was bowed.

More to come. If you like this feel free to comment or to send me ideas for stories.



My First Time



Like a lot of other women, I got my start into this lifestyle by my husband. He loves to surf the internet looking for porno sites and stories about sexual encounters.

About two years ago, he started reading stories about creampies and cuckoldry. One day I came into the computer room as he was watching a DVD, a husband was being taught by his wife to eat her freshly fucked pussy while her black lover who had just pumped her full of his cum watched.

He was jacking off to the DVD and didn't see me enter, when he heard me, he turned in embarrassment and tried to hide what he was doing, but I grabbed his cock and continued to masturbate him as we both watched the wife pulling her husbands face into her crotch and encouraging him to lick and suck her lovers cum out of her pussy.

After we watched her husband bring her to orgasm, I took my husband by the hand and brought him to our bed, he was so hard and my pussy was so wet he just slipped in and began to fuck me excitedly. In seconds he came, and then lay there upon me. I was still excited and far from orgasm, so I decided to try something new.

I told him, the DVD you were watching was hot, I really enjoyed that husband licking her black lovers sperm out of her pussy. I want you to pretend that you are that husband and my lover has just filled my cunt with his cum. Get between my legs and lick and suck my pussy now!

At first he didn't move, but I began to push his head downwards and soon he began to tentatively lick the outside of my pussy, after a few seconds I noticed his tongue slipping inside me, and soon he was licking and sucking. I asked him to turn on his back and soon I was sitting on his face, I could feel the cum pouring out of me and into his mouth.

I was so turned on, I loved the idea of dominating him in this way, he licked me to at least two orgasms as I pretended he was sucking my imaginary lovers cum from my pussy. 

The next day while he was at work, I went to his computer and clicked on the History Tab. I found that he was visiting website's like Karen Kay, and Dark Secret, Dark Cavern and also Dark Wanderer. He had a collection of DVD's and also stories in a folder on his computer.

That day I watched some DVD's and read a couple of stories, I was getting so turned on, that by the end of the day I had literally fucked myself out. I had brought one of my dildo's and a small vibrator in as I watched and read, I must have given myself at least five or six strong orgasms that day.

When my husband Bill came home that night, I told him of my day's adventures. He was excited that I enjoyed the DVD's and stories so much. He told me that he had been fantasizing about becoming a cuckold for quite a while, and loved the idea of us finding a black man to dominate us and make us his sex toys and sexual slaves.

I was astounded, because Bill was not a wimp and had a good sized cock, it's about 7 inches long and thick, he also knew how to use it very well, but I guess you never know about people and their sexual fantasies.

We talked about it over the next few days, and finally decided that we were brave enough to go through with the idea.

We went to cuckoldplace and put in an ad with some photos that we had taken of me, I was freshly fucked, full of cum, had a shaved pussy, was wearing high heels garters & stockings squatting over my husbands face and his tongue was lapping the cum out of my pussy.

We advertised that we wanted a black lover to fill me up and dominate both of us, that we would become his sex slaves to be used as he wanted.

We received many replies complete with photos of well hung attractive black studs. We wanted him to be successful, good looking and horny. We replied to an ad from a stud with a cock that he claimed was ten inches and thick. After a couple of emails we decided to meet at a local bar. He told us that he would be in the back and what time he wanted us there and what I should wear.

I was to be in a hot little black dress, shaved pussy, completely – no landing strip – totally shaved with garters, heels and no bra. I was so excited after reading his email, that I immediately took my husband to our bedroom and fucked him like there was no tomorrow, I also made him clean my pussy completely, this was now his regular job after sex. And I told him that from now on he would be cleaning our black masters cum from my pussy, mouth or ass whenever master desired.

We were so excited that we could hardly wait until the appointed day arrived. My husband shaved me and I was so wet that I literally was dripping and pouring juices on the towel I was laying on. Then I made him dress me, including the final step of putting on my 5" inch heels.

When we got to the bar, the first thing I noticed was how dark it was, it's a large bar, with booths in the back. We were told in the email to go the the back to meet Leon ( our Master's name ) and he would tell us what to do after we arrived.

As we approached his table, I recognized him from the photo's he had sent us, he stood and greeted us. But his greeting was different than what I had expected. He pulled me to him, silencing my husband with a wave, and then kissed me deeply forcing his tongue into my mouth, his hands reached down and as one pulled up my dress above my ass, the other went straight to my shaven pussy, I was still dripping and the next thing I knew his finger was deep inside me, then teasing my clit, then back again. As he pulled back from our kiss, he said by way of greeting, this is the way you'll always meet me, you will come with lips parted, and pussy wet always ready to service my cock in any of your holes. I looked up at him and he whispered to me, "If you don't like this arrangement leave now, if you stay you will be agreeing and willing to be my sex slave. Do you agree? When I nodded yes, he told me roughly, "Say yes Master I agree to be your sex slave." When I repeated what he said, he then told me, "Get on your knees and take my cock into your slutty mouth."

I hesitated a moment, but then I went to my knees and pulled out his cock. I began to kiss and lick the large dark head, I teased his pee hole with my tongue, then opened widely as he thrust into my waiting mouth. He motioned my husband to sit and then told him to watch his new slut suck his black pole. He told my husband that from now on, that he would be in charge of his slut, and only he and his brothers would be allowed the privilege of fucking his slut unless he told me otherwise.

That from now on, my husband was to be given the job of cleaning all of my holes of cum and sometimes they would use his mouth and ass if they so desired.

As he was telling all of this to Bill, he was fucking my mouth deeper and deeper, soon he began to push into my throat. Before all of this happened I had never been able to deep throat a cock, but I knew that I needed to learn so before this first meeting, I had Bill pick me up a large black dildo and I began to practice until I was able to get beyond the gag reflex and could take the dildo all the way to the balls as the length of the dildo filled my throat.

He was surprised as I began to deep throat him and remarked that he thought he was going to have to teach me to do so, he told me he was pleased with his new slut. After a few strokes my face was in his pubic hair, he held my head there as he told me to suck and work his cock with my tongue. Then he began a series of deep strokes with pauses as I licked and sucked the throbbing helmet of his black cock. 

He told me that sometimes he would cum directly into my belly, but tonight the first time, he wanted to fill my mouth and I was to hold the cum there after he finished. After a few more strokes Leon began to tremble then spurt and spurt thick cum into my waiting mouth, he had pulled out so just the tip was at my lips, after around four of five big spurts he had me milk the rest of his cum out of his magnificent cock and into my mouth.

"Now" he said, "Swallow about half of it, and give the rest of my black seed to your husband, push it into his mouth with your tongue and make him swallow my seed."

As I was doing this, I reached down and felt my husbands crotch, his cock was hard as a rock, and when I opened my mouth, he began to kiss my lips reaching out with his tongue to lick the cum that was on my lips, soon I was pushing the thick cum into his mouth as he kissed, licked and then swallowed the cum that I was sharing with me.

Our new Master Leon was looking on approvingly, and then said, "You two will make great sex toys for me and my friends, let's go to my place now."

Bill and I looked at each other, we were both so excited and could hardly wait to leave the bar with our new black master.

We went outside and saw Master's car, it was a big black Hummer, as Master opened the passenger door I looked inside and saw that it had been customized. There was a bar behind the drivers seat, and the entire back had been converted into one large seat almost the size of a bed. Master instructed us to go in the back, when he entered after us he told me to take off my dress and for my husband to remove his clothes as well. When I slipped off my dress, he said, "Keep your stockings, garters, and heels on." Bill had removed all of his clothing and was now naked.

Master leaned back on the seat and pulled me over to him, he began to nibble on my breasts one at a time, then began to bite and suck each breast harder and harder. As Bill watched Master fingered my soaking pussy and then would put his large finger in my mouth for me to suck and clean my Juices off.

After a few minutes of this action, he stopped and looked at Bill, he told him, "Cucky, you come here and suck on your Black Master's cock, get it hard for me so I can fuck my slut."

I wasn't sure what Bill would do, but then I saw him climb between Masters legs and as he did, my new Master lifted his hardening cock for Bill to suck on. At first Bill was slow, but then I saw he began to suck and tongue Masters cock just like any cock hungry slut would do, for a moment I was jealous, but Master pulled me to him and lifted my face so I could kiss his waiting mouth.

It was so hot, my husband was sucking my Master's cock as I was sitting on his lap being tongued and kissed like I had never been before. I loved this adventure, so far, it was everything I had dreamed it would be.

Master turned my head again and allowed me to look down at Cucky and I saw that Cucky now had Masters cock in his throat, one of Master's big hands was on his head pushing him deeper. He was sucking Masters black cock, then licking the shaft, tonguing the pee hole, then sucking again and deep throating Master just like I had earlier.

Suddenly Master told Cucky to get off his cock and the next thing I knew Master had lifted me in the air and was lowering me down onto his shaft, my pussy was wet, so wet, wetter than I had ever been before, the next thing I knew the head was inside me, it felt so big, I had never had a cock this size before, as I adjusted to the size he pulled me all the way down until his black cock was fully inside of me. Then with his strong arms he began to raise and lower me slowly. 

At this time he told Cucky to lick both of us and suck his balls, and tongue my ass. Master continued fucking me and after about three minutes I was having my first orgasm with a Black cock. I couldn't believe the sensations that were rocketing through my body, I could feel my pussy and asshole contracting with the powerful surges that passed through me, when I started to come down after about 30 seconds I looked at Masters face, he was still pumping me on his cock, and he had with this huge smile on his face.

He said, "From now on you will be a slave to my cock, and your pussy and all of your holes will be mine to choose what to do with. I'm going to give you another orgasm right now, are you ready for me to take your ass, slut?"

And he pulled me off his cuck and pulled my Cucky onto his pole again, told him to coat his Masters meat with saliva, and then tongue my ass in preparation.

When Cucky did finished his job Master began to lower my asshole onto his waiting cock. It was hard at first, but I had some experience and was ready because I had been instructed by Master in the email to prepare my ass for fucking, so I had been using the dildo every night in preparation of Masters cock in my otherwise virgin ass.

Master slowly inserted past the anal ring and I was surprised how easy for me to take his large cock in my ass. A cock is softer than a dildo and there is some give between the two bodies. Soon he was going faster and faster when suddenly he pulled me all the way down on his cock and stopped. I was so full, it felt like his cock was pushing my stomach out. 

He asked me, "Do you love your Masters cock?" When I told him, "Yes, I love your cock Master." He asked, "Do you like me fucking your ass my little slut?" When I again told him, "I lover your big Black cock fucking my tight ass Master." He smiled and said, "Your ass is mine now and I will fuck it whenever it pleases me."

He then began to fuck my ass hard with long strokes, I was amazed that after a minute or two I began to feel an orgasm coming on, I didn't know you could get one from anal sex. I had read about anal sex orgasms, but thought it was just something someone had written up. But here I was, taking my new Masters cock up my ass and the next thing I knew an orgasm was welling up from deep inside me. When Master saw what was happening he ordered me to hold off that I was only to cum when he told me I could, he wanted to fuck my ass until I could stand it no more.

My new Master continued to fuck me, sometimes fast, sometimes agonizinly slow, I was lost in a world of incredible sensation and just when I felt I could hold out no longer he said, "Cum now my little white slut," and I could feel myself contracting and contracting on his big cock.

When Master saw me beginning to orgasm, he told me, "I'm going to cum in your ass slut, take my seed!" We orgasmed together and I could actually feel his hot sperm erupting in my bowels as he came and came in my ass.

We were both spent and he began to kiss me and squeeze my breasts in some playful afterglow. Soon he lifted me off his semi-hard cock and while doing so he told my husband to lay his head upon the seat face up while sitting on the floor.

He placed my pussy and ass over Cucky's face and told him to clean his Master's cum from his slut's asshole. As I was lowered upon his mouth I felt his tongue go to my ass and begin to probe my hole, it was still open from Master's cock, soon I could feel hot cum sliding from my ass and running into Cucky's mouth. I could feel and hear him swallowing Master's cum and then he would begin to tongue and suck me again. This went on for minutes until he could get no more.

Master then pulled me off Cucky's face and said to both of us, "Slut and Slave, you have pleased your Master for the first part of tonight's fun. So I'm going to let my slut suck my slave to an orgasm."

I got on the floor and seconds after I began to suck Cucky he came in my mouth, when Master saw this, he laughed out loud and told me. "No wonder you wanted a real man to fuck you, this Cucky came in seconds, now slut.. hold my Cucky's cum in your mouth, don't swallow, I want you to feed him his own cum, you are now my slut and only my cum and those who I decide will be given the privilege to cum in your mouth or any of your other holes, Cucky is now my cum slut and will clean you whenever I have your holes filled.

I bent over my Cucky's mouth and pushed his own cum back for him to swallow and enjoy.

When we finished my Master had me clean his cock and instructed me to get him hard again as he was feeling extremely hot playing with his new sex toys.

As I was sucking, he told me that if he decided to keep us that I would be pierced in both my nipples and my clit as well. He would also tattoo me with his name, but for now he was going to call me Jenny the Black Slut Wife. My Cucky now calls me Mistress JennyBSW.

I'll tell you more of this nights adventures in my next chapter if everyone enjoys the story.



My First Time



A few years after college I visited my old roommate in Chicago, and I had done on an annual basis. We had shared a dorm for two years in college, before moving off campus to a house. We were best friends in college, although senior year a bit of a rift formed as I ended up in a relationship with a woman he really had a crush on. Tom was a rather abrasive kind of guy. His argumentative demeanor put a lot of people off, but we knew each other so well after sharing such impressionable years as college that we managed to get along quite well.

Tom lived in a one room studio apartment in a high rise. He had one large bed that dominated the tiny room. I didn't think much of it, as we shared a dorm room for two years. Privacy was never much of an issue, although now that I think back, I never recall seeing Tom nude when we lived together. The closest thing to encroaching on any boundaries was one night when his girlfriend at the time stayed over, and they had sex in the bunk bed right above me. I was livid, as she has a single room upstairs. I pretended to be asleep. She was the same girlfriend who used to tease him by flirting with me-- once to the point of kissing me in front of him.

The first night, we went out drinking, and the discussion turned to relationships and sex. As we had talked about anything in the past, nothing was taboo. He was talking about the movie 'My Own Private Idaho,' and highly recommended it. He asked if I thought someone could have sex with another man without being gay. I told him I didn't really see that as an issue. He went on to say he had met a guy at a party a month ago-- a gay man, and that he was sort of attracted to him, just to see what it was like, but that he didn't pursue it any further. I replied that society places too much focus on sexuality, and that from a mechanical perspective, it probably mattered little whether someone was with a man or a woman-- if you are getting your cock sucked, you are getting your cock sucked.

Later he brought up how he wanted to clear the air on some unresolved issues between us, that in college he was always jealous how easily I could have women. He said he was jealous of my good looks, and that it took quite some time to get over my 'stealing' of 'his girl.' I told him I was always jealous that his parents were literally millionaires, and that he never had to even think about money. Overall, we had a very good talk.

We ended the night and went to bed. There was a palpable tension between us-- a strange feeling. It was almost sexual. But then again, I thought I could be imagining it. He went to work the next day, and I explored Chicago.

That night we went out to a jazz club. We were out past two and had quite a lot to drink. We returned and headed to bed. Both of us were quite restless. Without saying a word, he put his arm around me and kissed me. It was strange feeling his stubble against my chin.

'I have always wanted to do that,' he said.

I didn't say a word. This was too strange. He pulled the covers back and laid on top of my, kissing me. I could feel his hard cock through his boxers. Before I knew it, he was straddling me, shoving his cock in my face as it poked through his boxers.

'Suck it,' he said.

Without saying a word, I complied.

'You like that, don't you,' he continued. His cock was a little above average thickness, and about an inch and a half longer than mine. I was surprised how big he was. He slipped off his boxers, and removed mine, revealing my hard cock.

I finally spoke, 'Aren't you going to suck my cock?' I asked.

'Um, I would rather not. You've been with a lot of women, and I don't want to catch anything,' he answered curtly. I didn't know what to think.

Without saying another word, he spread my legs, and started rubbing the head of his cock against my asshole.

'This is really turning you on,' he said, as he felt my hard cock. 'I thought you'd be bigger than that, judging by all the women you've fucked.'

He grabbed a condom and some lube from his night stand. The entire situation was surreal. Without saying another word, he slowly penetrated me. What began gently gradually picked up momentum. The feeling was incredible, like I could do anything. He seemed to last forever. Sometimes he thrust too deeply, causing him perverse pleasure as he studied my reaction. He was very much into fucking me, and could feel my anal orgasms. Eventually I felt his head growing harder, until he violently came. I hadn't cum, prompting him to suggest that I jack off. I really didn't feel the need, as I felt as though my whold body had ogasmed. He popped his cock out and went to the bathroom to clean up. I soon followed, and fell into a deep sleep.

A few short hours later, I was awoken by his hard cock pressing against me. We reprised the earlier activities with him taking me from behind. He told me what a beautiful ass I had and how he had fantasized about this for years, after watching me get dressed when we shared a dorm room. It was definitely a weekend to remember, although we have never talked about it since. 



My First Time



I am fourty something, but the night I lost my virginity happened a long time ago and I will never forget it. The weird world of teen-age sex is something we all like not to think about, the fumbling, the guilt of 'doing it' and worrying about not getting caught are things we don't care to remember.

It was the eighties, before anyone had heard of AIDS and the only thing we worried about was getting pregnant. Ok the fashions of the eighties were a bit weird, I had the big hair, blonde with a young womans ripening body. I had a nice set of perky breasts and a round ass showcased by the very tight jeans all girls wore back then but as much I enjoyed making out I would not go 'all the way'. I did not want to be a slut or be called an easy lay.

The night I did lose my virginity started out like any other Friday night. My friends came over for a while and then we all went out. My parents were away for the night and my friends all decided to spend the night. Two of my girlfriends were there and their boyfriends stopped by, along with my own. We had been dating for almost two months and he was older than I and a lot more experienced. We had been cuddling on the couch while a movie played on the VCR, (remember it's the eighties) and things were getting hotter. We got up and went to my bedroom to make out. I was not planning on getting fucked but sometimes things just happen that way. 

We went in the dark room and closed the door. His lips were upon my neck and those little spark feelings were shooting through me already. His hands were upon my hips and he was pressing his erection into my ass. The feeling was totally something new to me; usually he had only pressed his hard cock against my thigh. His tongue slid down my neck and unfamiliar feelings were arising within me. One of his hands slid around my waist pulling me even closer to him while the other slid up beneath my shirt. His hand was caressing me softly and slowly snaking upwards to my breasts. His fingers touched the underside of my breasts and rested there as if waiting for permission to continue. I had let him touch my breasts before but never under my bra. His hand went up and cupped the bra-covered breast while still kissing my neck. My breath was coming in little gasps now. 

My body had a whole new set of sensations running through it tonight. I did not know it but when he had cupped my breast my back had arched thrusting my hips into his erect penis. I felt him suck in his breath while he was kissing my neck. His hands went to the bottom of my shirt and pulled it up to the tops of my breasts, but I was feeling bold and pulled it over my head to drop on the floor. I was standing there in my bra in front of my boyfriend, something I had never done before. He was totally still, had I done something wrong? Maybe I should not have taken my shirt off; it was something totally out of character for me. 

I was so naïve that I had thought I had done something wrong when in fact he was so surprised and turned on by my bold move that he did not react right away. He pulled me back against him once more and kissed my bare shoulder. This time both of his hands rose to my breasts and caressed them gently. My nipples were very hard now and I wanted him to touch them so badly. My pussy had a strange tingling sensation within, but I did not know what it was, only that it felt good. He pulled one bra strap down my shoulder and slipped his hand inside of my bra. My body was jolted with a feeling that I had never dreamed existed. His other hand repeated the same action and now both of his hands were inside of my bra touching my bare breasts. I could not breath properly and I wanted that damn bra off, but if I asked him to remove it would he react as he did when I took my shirt off? I did not want him to stop what he was doing. 

So I said nothing. My hips seemed to have a mind of their own and I did not know what I was doing to him. With each caress of my breast my hips moved side to side against his hard maleness. His hands stopped moving and he stood very still. He removed his hands from my breasts and I felt very disappointed. I don't know why I felt this way, but I did. He placed his hands upon my hips and turned me to face him. His face looked very intense in the dim moonlight and I wondered if I had dome something wrong. Once more I need not have worried, he was just very aroused not angry. He kissed me with a hardness I had not felt before and while it was exciting I was a little bit scared too. I did not want to stop, but maybe we should. But before I could stop his assault upon my lips, the kiss softened and my insides melted. I did not know it, but that was my first orgasm. 

His hands were caressing my bare back and tugging on my bra. I felt it open. My eyes flew open in surprise and my hands flew up to catch my bra so it did not slide off. He pulled me close to him and continued kissing me gently and caressing my bare back. The feel of his touch made me relax against him and I let go of my bra letting it slide to the floor. I was scared but it felt right at the same time. He pulled his shirt over his head and our bare chests touched for the first time. Electric currents sizzled though me with the touch of his male chest hair touching my soft female breasts for the very first time. We looked into each other's eyes and with an unspoken consent we found the bed. I could still stop, I think. I really should stop right now but deep down inside I did not want to. 

I let him kiss me again, his lips sliding over mine in slow gentle movements. He lifted his head to look at my bare breasts and my hands rose to cover them. "Please don't, I need to see and touch them." He said in a husky voice. Slowly I lowered my shaking hands to let him see my very naked breasts for the first time. His eyes trailed over my naked top half and his eyes had a very intense look in them. "You are very beautiful, may I touch you?" He asked. I nodded my head because there was no way my voice was going to work right now. 

His hands gently touched me once more and my body responded with a mind of it's own. My hips arched upwards making my breasts heave upwards. His fingers trailed to the nipples touching them gently sending me to the point of no return. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations flowing through me. He lowered his head to my breasts while my eyes were closed and gently closed his mouth upon my very sensitive nipple. I gasped with surprise at this new sensation. I grabbed his head and pulled it even closer to my breast. He suckled me even harder when I did this. I moaned with pleasure and my hips were once more moving with a mind of their own. 

I pressed my other trembling hand upon his chest and felt his very male muscled chest. The hair on his chest tickling my fingers with its crinkly and soft texture, I had never felt anything like it before. My hand trailed along until I found his nipple and I touched him just as he had touched me earlier, it must have felt good to him because his body jumped to my touch. That was an interesting reaction I thought, maybe some of the other things he had done to me would also pleasure him. 

I felt him moving beside me, why was he moving like that? Before too long he had resumed his place beside me. His hand grabbed mine and pulled it down to his erect penis. I was not ready to touch it but his hand forced mine to his erect member. I now knew why he had been moving around. He was totally naked. My eyes flew to his with surprise once again. Never had we went this far before. He placed my trembling reluctant hand upon his hard but yet soft cock. I tried to pull my hand away but he held it firmly in his own hand. "Touch me." He commanded. Curiosity got the better of me and I slowly relaxed my hand and touched his erect cock. 

"I don't know what to do." I told him. 

"Just touch me, please, there is no wrong way to touch me." He said. So I did, I explored his cock with my hand. Touching the tip and sliding around the head to travel down his rigid veined cock. I slide my hand up and down slowly getting braver each time till I felt something wet against my hand. I pulled my hand away afraid he was going to cum on my hand. "It's ok, that's normal, it makes it feel better, please don't stop." He pleaded. I was not sure but he whispered "Please." I lowered my hand once more to touch him. As I did I felt his hand upon my pussy. He rubbed me gently through my jeans. My hand must have tightened a little bit because he pulled away from my hand.

His hand continued to touch me where no man had touched me before. He lowered his mouth to mine once more and kissed me. I returned his kiss and he slipped his tongue inside of my mouth. I did manage not to bite him, but I almost did. I didn't know how to french but decided to follow what he did. I slowly darted the tip of my tongue into his mouth. He moaned his pleasure at my attempt so it must have been right. We continued kissing and his hand went down to the waist of my jeans. I did not noticed what he was doing right away because I was concentrating on french kissing. His hand unbuttoned my jeans and slowly slid my zipper down. 

His hand slid inside of my jeans and down over my pussy. My panties were wet now and he felt it. I was embarrassed by this and tried to squirm away from him. He pulled me closer to him and kissed me deeper. He pulled his hand from my pants and raised his head to bring his hand to his nose. He smelled his hand and looked at me and said "You smell so sweet, may I touch you there like you touched me, we can stop anytime you want to." I was afraid to let him but it felt so nice. 

He sensed my fear, "I know this your first time and I promise not to do anything you do not want me to" he said. "You will enjoy it, I know it." He started to caress my breasts once more. "This feels nice doesn't it?" Oh yes it felt very nice. Then he lowered his head and kissed my breast "And this? That feels nice?" Yes it did feel very nice. 

"You promise to stop if I ask?" Remember I was a naïve sixteen year old virgin with virtually no experience with sexual things. I was also on fire and a mass of raging hormones.

"Yes." He said

"Yes." I whispered the fear in my voice apparent.

His hands pulled the jeans from my body. My hands instinctively grabbed the waistband of my panties. He saw my reaction and my fear. He took my hands and removed them from my panties and kissed each one gently and placed them upon his broad shoulders. He then kissed me on the lips once more his soft lips sliding over mine and easing my fear. He stroked my almost naked body with his hands making small lazy circles upon my exposed flesh igniting fires within each small circle he made. My skin felt hot where he was touching me. His hand lowered to my pussy once more but I had clenched my thighs tightly together. This was not the thing to do because it made more of those funny feelings that I had earlier right before that first orgasm. 

His hand trailed up and down my thighs easing the tension from them. Slowly I relaxed and his hand slipped between my legs and up to my wet panties. He slowly touched me giving me time to become accustomed to these new feelings arising within me. I had never felt anything like this in my entire life. His hand opened my legs even wider and trailed along the edge of my panties. He moved between my thighs now touching me with both of his hands through the thin wet material. One finger slipped under the edge of my panties touching my pubic hair. It was like a bolt of lightening hitting me, but I could not move away. I was hooked. With each caress the finger slipped further inside of my panties. His finger reached the center and touched the core of my womanhood. My body stiffened but I did not stop him. He removed his hand from inside of my panties and pulled them off of my body. 

I was now totally nude before a man for the very first time, but I no longer felt shy. I was too aroused now and did not realize that I could no longer stop what was happening. I honestly did think if I had sat up and said we have to stop that is what would happen and perhaps that is why I did not stop yet. He was looking at most private parts that had never been seen by male eyes before and I found his reaction pleasing to me. He touched me gently opening my pussy to look inside. His touch and gaze were very exciting to me. I thought he was lowering his head to look closer so I lay my head back and waited for him to finish looking at me.

When his tongue licked my pussy for the first time I was shocked that he would do something like that. I knew about blowjobs but I did not know that men would do the same thing to a woman. I tried to squirm away from him but I could not because with each flick of his tongue I ended up moving closer to him. My hips were thrust up into his face now and I could feel new sensations ripping through my young ripe body. His tongue was sucking on my erect clit now and I was totally out of control, my juices ran out into his face my pussy lips expanding and contracting around his tongue as he licked me even quicker. He did not stop licking me either but continued and then I felt something totally foreign enter me. He had inserted his finger gently and slowly inside of me while licking and sucking on my pussy. I came again. 

He moved his finger very slowly inside of me, just a little bit. Oh my god how could anything that felt like that be bad? His finger felt incredibly good inside of me but I was afraid to move. He pulled it out a little bit slowly and reinserted it once more. The sensation was more than I had ever imagined and there was no way I wanted to stop now. I moved my hips in time with his finger now and he quickened his pace. I wanted him to go faster and push harder into me so I thrust my hips upwards quicker and with more force. He obliged me by finger fucking me quickly but gently. I wanted more. I knew now that I no longer wanted to be a virgin. I needed to get fucked and right away.

There was no easy way to go about it except to just tell him. I reached down and pulled his finger from me. He looked so disappointed but he did not know what was to happen next did he? He thought I was going to tell him to stop. I brought his hand up to my mouth and placed the finger that has so recently been inside of me into my mouth. I licked the taste of myself from his hand and looked into his eyes. I did not need to say a word. He moved over me and placed his very erect engorged cock against my hot wet pussy, but did not enter me yet. 

"Are you sure?" He asked me. I did not answer his with words just raised my hips against him. "It will hurt for a minute, I am sorry to hurt you." He slowly inserted his cock inside stretching my pussy wide. I did not feel pain I just felt very full; little did I know that the pain was yet to come. I tried to push him further inside but he would not let me. Soon I felt his cock hit my hymen. He pulled out some and slowly fucked me without entering me fully. I came again making his job easier. Then I felt the pain he had mentioned as he tore through my virginal barrier. I felt like something had ripped into my insides with a hot poker, but it did not last. He sat very still letting me become accustomed to his cock inside of me. I thought, "Is that it?" but never said so. 

After a minute he started to gently move within me once more. O god I wanted more so I started to move in time with him. I no longer felt the pain; I did however feel stretched and full. The friction of his cock inside of me made me lose all thought. I could feel something rising deep within me and I just let it go. Soon all of the muscles in my body stiffened and I let out a cry of pleasure as wave after wave crested through me. I felt him stiffen over me and his cock seemed to surge within me. He came deep inside of me flooding my no longer virgin pussy with his white-hot cum. He slumped on top of me and pulled me close and rolled to his side still buried deep within me. We lay like that for a long time not saying anything. His cock was now soft and it slipped from my sticky pussy.

He pulled from me and said "Don't move." So I did not. He went into my bathroom and came back with a warm washcloth and towel. He washed my virginal blood from me with tenderness. Then he went back to the bathroom and washed himself. He climbed back into the bed with me and we slept naked together that night.



My First Time



Immediately after we reached our room at the dorm and closed the door, Mandy told me to get undressed. Her air of authority was palpable. I started undressing and so did she.

She sat on bed, laid back,and told me: "come over here and start licking."

I was surprised by the blunt approach. I guess I knew what was going to happen but it seemed so pushy and expected. I did not react fast enough, so Mandy grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to my knees and pushed my head down on her bald cunt. She applied pressure on the the back of my head and I had to breathe through my nose. I licked and explored her with my tongue. I didn't know what to do so I just experimented. I must have found the right spot because all of a sudden Mandy was purring like a kitten.

"ah, ah, ah, ah, yes, keep it up."

Her smell became intoxicating, the pressure on the back of my neck became stronger and I felt like I could feel every nerve ending in my whole body at the same time. The harder she pushed me, the more I wanted to get her off. I was like a puppet being manipulated by the puppet master. I liked being made to do it - I didn't have a choice, so I had no guilt.

Finally, Mandy shuddered and squeezed my head to her cunt so hard I couldn't breathe at all. After 15 seconds or so she released her grip. I looked up at her for affirmation and she said: "not bad, but when I finish training you, you'll be a pro."

I said: "is that all the thanks I get?" 

"yup'" she said

"NOW what I want you to do is shave yourself."

"No, I don't like the look - it makes me think I'm a child." 

Mandy's tone and body language changed abruptly:

"you'll do as you told, now...or else."

"Or else what?" I replied.

With that she grabbed me, threw me face first on the bed. She then sat on my back trapping my hands at my sides. With that done, she started spanking me. First briskly, then really hard until I started to cry loudly. She stopped only long enough to push my face into the pillow to keep the noise down to a minimum. After about 20 + hard smacks she stopped. I was sobbing quietly now. 

She got up, got a razor out of a drawer and handed it to me. "You are always to follow what I say. You are now mine! Do you understand?"

I sobbed: "yes,"

She tossed me a tube of skin cream and sternly proclaimed:

"Now."

I did as I was told.



My First Time



Aidan would be home any minute and I was waiting for him on his bed, wearing nothing but a smile. Aidan and I have been dating for six months but we've never had sex. Oh he's wanted to, but I was always too chicken. Tonight however is different, I'm finally going to give him what he's been wanting for six long months.....my cherry. 

I heard the front door open and close and my heart went crazy. I knew he would be here soon and now I was a little scared. Would he even like me coming to his apartment like this? I started to get off the bed and get my clothes back on when he walked around the corner and right into he room. He stopped and gasped from shock that someone was in his room then smiled at me as I stood there trembling.

"Surprise." I squeaked.

He smiled, his eyes softening as he took in the whole picture. Me standing there with my clothes in my hands, my body trembling as I looked at him and smiled shyly.

"Is it my birthday?" He asked in a soft tone.

We both laughed as he took the few steps and stood in front of me. Aidan took my clothes from me, dropped them on the floor as he pulled me into his arms and hugged me close. Right away I felt the tension drain away, he touch always soothed me. 

I looked up into his lust filled eyes as his lips softly came down on mine. He reached up and caresses my nipples, softly pinching one then the other as his tongue danced with mine. Every time he pinched one of my nipples I swear I could feel it deep in my pussy and I was throbbing in no time.

We had never gone this far and I was starting to wonder why the hell I made him wait so long, his hands and mouth were doing wonderful things to my body, making me feel things I never thought possible. I never even noticed as he guided me back to the bed and slowly pushed me down on it. I opened my eyes and there he was laying next to me, his hand softly pinching one of my nipples as he watched my reaction to what he was doing.

I closed my eyes, threw my head back and moaned as he kept up his gentle assault on my nipple. It was getting hard and was more sensitive than I could ever remember it being. Every time he touched it I felt it in my pussy and I was getting extremely wet from it. 

He stopped, stood up and took his clothes off. I gasped as his throbbing cock sprang free and I saw it for the first time. I had second thoughts when I saw how big he was. How was that monster ever gonna fit in my virgin hole?

He saw the look of panic on my face and chuckled as he lay back down next to me.

"Your body was made for mine, it will stretch to fit my cock as long as I go slow and I'm gentle. Do you trust me?" He asked as he kissed my forehead.

Of course I trusted him, that's why I was here. "Yes Aidan, I trust you completely."

He moved so he was between my legs, his hands caressing my feet and my calves and further up until his face was at my pussy. I could feel his hot breath on my wetness and it was driving me crazy. 

"I want you to lay back and relax, enjoy what I'm about to do." He told me.

I opened my eyes and looked at him just as I felt his tongue on my most sensitive spot. I gasped and lay my head back down on the bed as he continued licking my clit. He licked the little nub then would straighten his tongue and lick my entire slit. He was driving me crazy. He did this for what seemed like an eternity my clit then my slit, back and forth back and forth never gaining speed enough for me to reach an orgasm. He took his time on my pussy, making wetter than I ever thought possible. I was in a state of total pleasure and I was having a hard time keeping still, even though he was holding my hips in his hands. I kept wiggling my pelvis hoping he would get the hint and bring me over the edge. I needed an orgasm to bad at that point I would have done just about anything to get it. 

"Relax and enjoy, baby. Stop moving so much or I might just tie you to the bed to keep you from moving." He joked.

Well that got my attention, we never talked about any sort of bondage but the thought of being tied up and at his complete mercy made my head spin. 

"You'd tie me to the bed?" I asked shyly.

He looked up at me hearing the lust in my voice and seeing the excitement in my eyes he smiled at the thought of having me totally at his mercy.

"Yeah baby, if you don't stop moving I might have to tie you securely to the bed and then.." He wiggled his eyebrows for effect as he continued. "I would have you spread wide open and ready for whatever devilish things I could think of."

Just as he finished telling me what he would do to me he slipped two fingers into my tight wet pussy making me gasp and move my hips. 

"Tsk...tskk...I did warn you my dear." He said as he rose from the bed and went to his dresser, picked up four of his ties and walked slowly back towards me. 

I wasn't sure I wanted him to actually tie me up but the thought of it was so exciting. I didn't put up a fight as he took my hands and tied them to the headboard above my head. Then he walked to the foot of the bed and tied a tie around each of my ankles, then brought up one foot at a time and tied it to the headboard. I gasped as he was done and I realized just how exposed I was to him. 

He looked down at my exposed pussy and ass and smiled really big. "Oh Baby, this is going to be so much fun."

He settled down at the foot of the bed and no matter how hard I tried I couldn't see him. But soon I felt him, his tongue found it's way to my ass and I cried out from the wonderful feelings he gave me as his finger slid into my wet pussy and he licked my ass. The pleasure he was giving me was beyond anything I'd ever imagined. 

Aidan watched my reaction to his tongue on my ass and knew he had me right where he wanted me when I cried out in pleasure. His fingers went to work on my clit as he finger fucked me and tongued my ass at the same time. He felt and heard my orgasm building as my soft moans got louder and louder until my body tensed up and I screamed.

"Ohhh....ohh.........ohh..............ohhhh......" I cried out as the waves of throbbing pleasure washed over me. 

"That's it baby, come for me, come harder than you ever have before." He bit on my clit as the last waves of my orgasm over took me making me cry out in pain or was it pleasure? I'm not sure. 

Aidan didn't give me anytime to think as he stood up and placed the tip of his monster cock at the entrance of my soaked pussy. He glided it in a little at a time, letting me get used to his length and girth until he felt my hymen and stopped.

"This is gonna hurt just a little, but then you'll feel nothing but pleasure. Are you ready for me baby?"

I was still coming down from the best orgasm of my life and I knew I didn't want the pleasure to be over so soon. I shook my head and he smiled down at me as his hips surged forward and he buried himself in me, breaking through my cherry and then stopped.


"I'm sorry baby, it'll stop hurting in just a few seconds, I promise." He rubbed my hips and caressed my body as I tried to relax.

I cried out in pain and tensed up at the invasion. My body was on fire, I didn't think the pain would go away but after a few seconds it did and when he saw me relax he moved his hips just a little. When he saw no pain on my face he moved his hips again and gain until he was full on fucking me.

It felt so good, his huge cock filled me up so right and the act of being tied up was so exciting for my first time. It couldn't have been any better. 

Aidan has been waiting for this for six long months and he's enjoying himself immensely, the fact that he knows I'm enjoying it too makes it even better. He thrusts in and out harder and harder as my moans get louder and louder with each thrust of his hips. I can feel his cock so big so good as he thrusts harder and faster making me feel every last inch of him as he goes deeper and deeper.

"Ohh Aidan yes fuck me hard, fuck me hard baby!" I scream as I feel my orgasm reaching volcanic levels.

Aidan reaches down and gently plays with my clit sending me over the edge faster than I thought I would go, my groans and screams louder and louder and he continues to thrust his massive cock in and out of me. Suddenly I feel his body tense as his thrusts get jerky and his face tightens up and his hands clench around my hips, his thrusts harder and faster as he screams.

"I'm Cummingggg! Oh fuck!" He yells as he pounds me a few more times and then collapses on the bed beside me. 

I was totally spent, my limbs like a rag doll as he untied me, lay down next to me, pulled the blanket over both of us and napped beside me. But the fun never stopped for us, we played with bondage quite a few more times while we were together. But my favorite memory will always be My First Time.



My First Time



I was nearly nineteen, and had just finished my A levels at a prestigious British private school, and a friend and I decided to go travelling for a while, to de-stress and await the results. Our families, being rather affluent, were prepared to foot most of the bill, and so the world was very much our oyster. We could have thrown a dart at the map of the world and gone anywhere we pleased. We decided on Canada and the USA. We planned to take planes and trains to different cities over the course of three months. I was very excited; I had never been to North America, and it seemed like the adventure of a lifetime. I expected to get 5 A grades, and in October I was due to start University, and would probably never be so footloose and fancy-free again. 

My friend Joanna was very different to me. I was not very outgoing, but Jo was the life and soul of every party. She had had a string of boyfriends, and I had never had a serious relationship. She was single-minded, and would never hesitate to ask for what she wanted in any situation, and she usually got it. However, she had at first seemed reluctant to leave Marc, her boyfriend, behind for 3 months. Lately she seemed happy about it. 

When we were planning, booking tickets and hotels, Joanna made some strange decisions about where we would stay. We could afford luxury hotels, but Jo insisted on booking some Youth Hostels and backpacker hotels.

"Why would you want to stay in a hostel?" I asked.

"So we can meet people," she replied, winking.

I did not understand. "Can't we meet people staying in a hotel?"

"Not these kind of people Steph!" giggled Jo. "Don't you want to meet some guys? Other guys, our age?"

"Of course," I said uncomfortably. I really did want to meet guys, but it made me nervous just talking about it, even with my best friend. Jo could see this, and quickly steered the conversation away. 

"It'll be more interesting. And cheaper. We can spend the savings when we get back! New wardrobe for Uni, Steph!"

We helped each other shop for the trip. We packed light, as we would be carrying our things around quite a lot. We went to Boots, and I bought the usual; toothpaste, shower gel, soap, mosquito repellent and other things we'd need. Jo spent twenty minutes checking out the condoms, and bought a box of 36. I blushed and pretended to look at something else. I saw no need to pack anything of the kind, so I put it out of my mind.

Two weeks later, our families waved us off at Heathrow, and we were on our way to Miami. We did not talk much on the flight. Jo had her music and I had my crossword puzzles. However, I thought nothing of this. 

I was very excited to be in America. I suppressed a giggle whenever anyone spoke to me; I loved the accents. Jo had been before, but she was loving it too. Our first day and night in Florida were rather uneventful, as we were very tired. We spent more time together the next day, but in the evening Jo went out by herself. She was heavily made up.

"Where are you going?" I asked. 

"Just out. I won't be long. A couple of hours maybe." 

I could tell by the way she spoke that she didn't want me to come along. "Okay. I'm still tired, anyway. I need to check out flights and things for Thursday."

"Cool," said Jo, and she left. 

I did as I had said, and did not notice her return that night. She was there when I woke. She slept for a long time. I went out and did my own thing and met her again in the afternoon. From then on it was the same story everywhere we went; we would be together in the day, and most evenings Jo would go out. It became commonplace and I thought less and less of it. I was having a fantastic time, seeing the sights and met quite a few people here and there. However, there was a major blow when we were staying in Toronto, Canada. 

I went out in the early morning to get some breakfast; Jo was still asleep. I found an art fair at the university so I was gone for about three hours. When I got back, I unlocked the door with my key, exactly as usual. I shut it behind me before I realised what was going on inside. 

A tall man, with cropped, black hair, was kneeling on Jo's bed, stark naked. He was pointing he dick at Jo's mouth, and she was licking it. 

"Jo!" I cried, dropping my bag. 

"Steph, I-" called Jo, but she was interrupted.

"Come on over here, baby. I can handle two pussies at once!" said the man. 

I turned and ran out. I was shocked. I knew what it was all about, but I had never seen an erect penis before, and certainly never seen someone licking one. I had been on a date with a guy who had stroked my breasts over my clothes, but that was it. I did not know what to do.

I wondered around Toronto all day. I eventually pulled myself together- what I had seen was adult and normal. Anyway, we would be going on to Montreal tomorrow, and we could forget all about it. 

Jo was waiting when I went back. 

"I'm really sorry about that."

"Okay," I said. I didn't really want an explanation.

"I knew you'd be back. I just really had to. He came to see me and I had to get fucked." She saw the look on my face. "You'll know what I mean, soon."

"What does that mean?"

"You've got to do it one day, Steph."

I looked at her blankly. I didn't like confrontation. Anyway, Jo was my friend. She was sorry. I resolved to change the subject. "So, we leave on the eleven o'clock train for Montreal tomorrow."

"About that," said Jo. "I'm not going with you."

"What?" I said in disbelief.

"I need to stay with Garth for a while. Steph, I have never felt so good as when he fucks me. It's amazing. I need more than four days of that. I might catch you up in Halifax. I'm not sure. But I need more of him. I'm sorry Steph."

That was about all the explanation I got. We spent the rest of the day apart. She was of course gone in the evening. In a way I was glad- our friendship was over, and in that case I'd rather travel alone. I decided to carry on on my own. 

I arrived in Montreal the next day. I was very happy- I spoke fluent French, and thought the city very beautiful. I checked into my private room at a backpacker hostel near the centre of the city. I spent my first day riding buses and checking the place out. In the evening I sat down in the TV room and chatted with some other hostellers.

One in particular seemed keen to speak to me. He was Adam, a college freshman from California. He said he was travelling with two friends, but they were out. We talked for several hours about all sorts of things, and I went to bed in the early hours.  

The next day I took a tour bus and saw a few more sights, and met Adam again in the evening. Eventually the other residents went to bed, and we were alone. He reached over and touched my hand. I recoiled a little. He smiled at me and took my hand in his.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing," I said. But secretly his very touched was sending tingling sensations through my body. He ran his hand up my arm to my shoulder and drew close to me. This was so strange to me. I had only known him for two days. He kissed me on the cheek. My body tensed.

"Relax, baby," he said. "Shall we go to my room?"

"What for?" I asked. 

"You've never been back to a guy's room before?" 

I blushed. "Look, I'm not ready for anything like that."

"Like what?" he said, offended. "Look, we can talk and stuff. We don't have to do anything you don't want to do."

I trusted him. And I think I wanted him more than I realised. So off we went. 

We sat on his bed. There were three in the room; I assumed this one was his. We did talk; a little about Britain and California. He stroked my arms and I did not stop him. We stopped talking and he stroked my breast through my top. I shuddered. "Look, Adam, I-"

"Shhh." Adam ran his hand down my stomach to between my legs. I exhaled deeply. "You want me."

I did want him. His touch was electric. "I'm a --"

"I know. You're a virgin. But not for much longer."

"I don't --"

"Shhh," he said again. I felt controlled. I gave him control of me, simply to get another touch.

Adam kissed me, and undressed me as I lay, unmoving. He left me in my underwear. He stripped to his boxers, and smiled at me. I could see his cock making a tent in his boxers. I was nervous. I was about to say something, but Adam put his fingers to his lips, and I closed my mouth. 

He lay on his side next to me, and stroked my breasts through my bra. I began to breathe harder, and he began to squeeze them. Then he removed my bra, and took my nipple in his mouth. He sucked it hard, and I arched my back with pleasure. He slid his hand beneath my legs. 

"You're wet," he said. "You want me." 

"I'm sorry," I said.

"Don't worry baby, it's normal. Didn't you ever masturbate?"

"No." It was true. I never felt the desire.

"Wow, you really are a virgin!" said Adam.

Involuntarily, I closed my legs. Adam pulled them apart and slid off my pants. I was naked. Suddenly I was very nervous again. But I let Adam control me. 

He took off his boxers. His cock was stiff, and so big. It was bigger than Garth's. I could see the veins in it. Thoughts raced through my head and I could not make sense of them. Adam sucked on my tits again, and slid his fingers up and down my slit. I could feel hot liquid running down my legs. Every time the tips of his fingers touched my clit, I moaned. This was the most amazing feeling. I could understand why Jo wanted more. Now I felt something else. Adam placed a finger at my pussy opening.

"Wait!" I said, unsure what to do.

"Shhh," he said once more, and slid his finger inside me. 

I could feel my insides swelling, and gripping his finger. He slid his finger in and out, and simultaneously sucked my tits, and rubbed by clit. Before long, I was bucking on his fingers. I squealed with pleasure. I tried to push Adam away, but he held on. "That's it. Keep on coming, baby." I had thought only men could come. I began to see stars, and Adam stopped. 

He let me rest for a few minutes, and then sat me up at the end of the bed. He stood up, so that his crotch was just below my eye level. His cock was limp. He took it in his hand. 

"I want you to suck it," said Adam. I just looked at him. "Take it into your mouth, and suck it."

I opened my mouth, and he slowly pushed his penis in. It felt huge, and I could only take an inch. Adam held the back of my head and pulled me carefully towards him, so I took three inches. This was less than half his length. His cock swelled in mouth, and Adam let me go back a little bit. 

"Suck," he said. I tried my best, but it was not easy. So I held still while Adam pumped in and out of my mouth. I did not enjoy it, but Adam groaned. He pulled out of me and came down my tits. 

"That was great!" said Adam, and went into the bathroom. I lay back on the bed, not sure how to feel. I curled up. 

Five minutes later, Adam was back. He uncurled me, and I lay flat on my back on the bed. He bent my knees up, and put his face over my slit. He began to lick and suck on my labia, and then on my clit. I groaned, moaned and grunted. He slid a finger into my pussy, and carried on licking. My juices and his saliva were dripping out of me. I screamed, and Adam put his hand over my mouth. Breathing through my nose made me see stars, and Adam stopped. Before I could recover, Adam was sliding a condom onto his cock, and kneeling between my legs. 

"Wait!" I said. "I'm not ready!"

"You're ready," he said. He leaned close to my ear, and put his finger on my clit. He flicked it very gently. I moaned.

"You want it, don't you?"

"No, I-" He flicked again.

"You want this cock in your pussy!"

"Yes."

"You want it now?" he said as he rubbed my clit.

"Yes!" I cried. 

Adam positioned his cock at my pussy entrance, and began to push in. I grimaced- this was much bigger than his finger. I felt my skin stretch, and my swollen vaginal walls being pushed apart. Adam was grunting. His jaw was clenched. It got more painful the deeper he got, until the pain suddenly ebbed away. I breathed out. But there was still more to go. I felt as if it would go through me. Adam moaned as I felt his balls touch my skin. Now a new look took over his face as he began to pump in and out of me. With each of his thrusts, the wind was knocked out of me and I began to breathe very rapidly. His face seemed angry. I did not feel like I was going to come again. 

Adam pulled his cock out of me. He pulled me to the end of the bed, and quickly stacked up pillows on it. He guided me into a position where I was bent over, leaning on the pillows. He spread my legs, and once again positioned his cock. He slid in a little easier this time, although there was still some pain until he was half way inside me. In this position he was able to get even deeper, and my feet were barely touching the ground. Adam reached around and began to rub my clit. I groaned and Adam began to pound me hard. His balls slapped against me. I began to feel waves of pleasure. Adam began to fuck me as hard as he could. He stopped rubbing my clit, and grabbed hold of my hips with both hands. He pushed some of the pillows away so my head was lower down and rammed into me so hard I thought I would rip in half. I was groaning and grunting incoherently. Pussy juices dripped down my leg.

Adam cried out and pulled himself into me one last time, and I felt the heat as he came. He let go of me, and lay on the bed beside me. I could not believe it. I had just been fucked; I was not longer a virgin. 

I did not know what to say to him. "Thankyou," I said. 

"Not a virgin anymore, baby. But it ain't over yet!" said Adam.



My First Time



I walk up to the dark car, heart pounding, adrenaline pumping, looking around and trying not to look suspicious, or conspicuous. It's not easy wearing a dress that barely covers my arse, and nothing underneath, with pigtails and sky high heels. The door opens and I climb in as I was told to do, he begins to drive as soon as the door is closed, and opens my legs with one hand, pinching my thighs sharply, but not very hard, his arm pushing me back against the seat. He drags a nail gently down my leg, stopping centimetres from my sex, which is slick already. I'm desperate to ask him to finger fuck me, but I know better than to speak without permission. 

As we drive through the town, I realise that I am a moaning groaning whore, sitting in a car with a man old enough to be my father, at rush hour, people walking by stop to look, trying not to be obvious, and Master plunges three fingers into me at once, then pumps them in and out, his thumb hitting my clit every time, I desperately need to cum, I'm dripping wet, and afraid I'm going to make a mess of his car. 

We get to a traffic light, and he stops.

"You have two options slut, either you can cum and spend the rest of the journey naked, and we'll go the long way round, or we can go the short way, you will not be allowed to cum, whatever I do to you, which is it to be?" I go for the last option, the sooner we get to the hotel room and into bed the better. 

I'm not prepared for him to undo my dress and expose my breasts, then he opens the sun roof, and goes through a traffic jam between tall buildings, and all the while he's pinching and teasing my nipples, ignoring the passers by who stare, and the deep blush in my cheeks. My nipples are almost painfully hard by the time he goes back to finger fucking me, I try to pull my dress back together over my breasts, and receive a sharp slap on my slick cunt. "Did I tell you that you could put your dress back slut?" 

"Sorry Master." 

"You will be if you can't obey me." 

My only contact before now with this man had been on the phone and the internet, but he'd told me about some of the punishments I could expect if I disobeyed, him, I already have a beating on account for failing to complete one of my tasks on time. I keep my mouth shut and my legs open after that, arms at my sides, trying to concentrate on anything other than his fingers inside me, but it's so difficult to be aware of anything else, let alone concentrate on it.

We arrive at a section of the road where signs announce road works and possible delays. I groan inwardly, that means builders, lots of sweaty men at car window level, the perfect position for anyone to stare at me, sure enough, there they are, about 20 men, mostly topless, all staring licking their lips, putting hands in front of the growing bulges in their trousers. I close my eyes, willing it to be over.

"Open your eyes and show these men how much you're enjoying yourself slut." I open my eyes, and force a smile, then as my guard was down, Master renews his pumping fingers in and out of me, abusing my clit, I shiver with the pleasure, gasping and moaning, I hear a whirring and opened my eyes just long enough to see the window going down, I don't care any more, and maybe I'm even beginning to enjoy myself, I open my eyes again, fixing them on each staring, erect man in turn, groaning louder and louder with the pleasure, and finally coming into Master's hand, falling back into the seat, panting, and cleaning the fingers that had given me so much pleasure with my mouth, tasting my pleasure, drinking my juices.

I look up and see the hotel. "Put your dress on properly." I pull it back to where it had been, tie the knot at the side, tug it down at the bottom, and step out of the car at the same time as him. We walk through the reception area, Master had already collected the key, I walk up the stairs in front of him, very conscious of his eyes all over my body. We get to the room and he opens the door, holding it for me, then closing it, pushing me up against it, and kissing me hard, biting my lip, pinning me against the wood with his body. I lift a leg, wrapping it around him, and he brings the other one up his jeans are open and he is rock hard, then, with almost no warning, he is deep inside me, all 10 inches of his hardness, and however much it may hurt, the pleasure is 100 times more intense. I gasp, loudly, speaking without permission is forbidden, but so is not acknowledging what he's doing to me, unless he tells me otherwise.

I've been doing all his tasks and everything he tells me to by phone and email up till now, and finally, after a month of that, he's inside me, biting my neck and kissing me so hard it hurts, I kiss back, every bit as hard, and he begins to pump inside me, long and hard and slow, torturing me with his slowness, I try to move my hips with him, to make him go faster, but he won't, he keeps going until I am dying of the frustration, and then pulls out of me, I gasp, suddenly I'm so empty. 

"Get that dress off slut, and then kneel." I comply quickly, untying the knot at the side of the dress and letting it slip to the floor, then I drop to my knees and look longingly at the cock I know will be fucking my mouth in seconds. I don't have to wait long, he takes a step towards me, and, holding me by my hair, tells me to clean him of my juices, I don't need telling twice, I take him into my mouth as far as I can, I know he'll force himself deeper if he wants to, and suck, and caress him with my tongue, one hand stroking his balls. Then he begins to use his hold on my hair to fuck my mouth, pumping himself in and out, deeper and deeper, his balls slap against my chin as he rapes my throat, faster and faster, ignoring my struggles to escape, suddenly he holds me against him, as deep as he'll go, I can't breathe, I struggle, trying desperately to breathe, and finally, he pulls out of my mouth, and shoots his hot cum all over my face. I thank him, and lick my lips where some of his milk fell. 

"Crawl to the bed, then get up into the middle, and stay on your hands and knees with your legs open." I obey quickly, finding a little trouble in getting up onto the bed, but not wanting to disobey him, I am well aware that I am in for a punishment. "You have disobeyed me twice now." He stands in front of me, I hang my head, and he lifts it again by my hair, forcing me to look into his fiery brown eyes, "Once, in failing to complete a task, and today, in coming after being told not to. For the first, you will be beaten, and you will remain silent throughout that punishment. For the second, as I am a generous Master, we will try again, you will not come until I order you to. Do you understand?" I nod, oh dear, he looks pissed off. 

He walks to the side of the bed, and out of the case he takes a collar, it is red leather, with small metal spikes, he puts it in front of me, "I was going to give you this if you were good on the ride here, but as you weren't, maybe I'll let you if you can be very good and do exactly as you're told today." I focus on the collar, I desperately want to wear it, to make my status as Master's whore official, I want so much to wear the badge of his ownership, to show that I am his, and he can do exactly as he likes to me, I bite my lip in readiness for the whip. 

It descends on my arse, very hard, and with no warning, I wince with the pain, but manage not to make a sound thankfully. He strokes me with the end of his whip, caressing my sides, my neck, my legs, then he begins to strap the soles of my feet, they are sensitive, and it hurts, but I know that I can't cry out, because that will only make it worse, and all I want right now, is to wear that collar. I focus on it as I almost bite through my lip, not watching to see where the whip will land next, my feet are burning with the pain, but no sound escapes me, that is, until, with absolutely no warning, Master brings the whip up hard between my legs and with scientific precision it lands straight on my clit, I gasp, I can't help it, and Master sighs behind me. "That will cost you two more strokes, the next time you make a sound it will be four more, then 8, and if you make another sound after that, I'll just stop counting and you won't be able to sit down for a month." I gulp, and focused even harder on the collar, imagining it around my neck. The pain as he brings the whip down all over my body is intense, I'm getting slick with it, I dig my nails into the duvet, trying to concentrate on anything but the exquisite pain he is inflicting on me. The strokes get harder and harder, and a tear rolls down my cheek, just as my cum is dripping down my thigh, "You're doing well slut, only 5 more to go, you will count them and thank me for each one." So saying, he brought the whip down on my cherry red arse.

"One Master, thank you." My voice shakes, betraying the pain I am in, I try hard to steady myself for the next one. It lands lower down my thighs.

"Two Master, thank you." My voice isn't much better and my whole body is beginning to shake now, I tense my muscles, trying to stop it. The third stroke lands high up my back.

"Three Master, thank you." The fourth comes quickly, in almost exactly the same place.

"Four Master, thank you." He walks around me, as if choosing the most painful place to whip me, he settles on my dripping sex, and brings the whip up hard between my legs. 

"Five Master, thank you." I say it through clenched teeth, in agony, my sex stinging unbearably. 

"Well done slut, now thank your Master properly." His cock is already hard just inches from my face, I lick the tip gently, lapping up his precum, savouring the slightly salty taste, then flick my tongue up and down his shaft, eyes closed in concentration, and a happy smile on my face, this is what I was born to do, I am sure of it, in pleasing Master I find complete fulfilment, and I worship him for it. I take his tip into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, and slowly I take him deep inside my mouth, until his tip presses against the back of my throat, and he takes my hair in one hand, and holds me tight into him as he fucks my mouth mercilessly. I feel him bend forwards, and wonder what he is doing, then my sopping cunt is impaled on something hard, ridged and plastic, there is a soft click and it begins to vibrate. I moan around his shaft, the pleasure making me dizzy, I'm trembling all over, as if the vibrations were flowing through my whole body, and he begins to fuck me slowly with it, pushing it hard into me and then withdrawing it almost completely before ramming it back again. All this time I am frantically sucking on his cock, trying to make him cum in the hope that he will let me cum as well. Suddenly, he pulls himself out of my mouth, withdrawing the vibrator at the same moment. I moan with disappointment, and he flips me onto my back, straddles my chest, and holds my breasts close together, pinching and teasing my nipples as he pushes his dick between my soft, milky breasts, it is well lubricated from my saliva, and he begins to fuck my cleavage hard, pulling, pinching, scratching my nipples and breasts all the time, making me moan in pain and pleasure and writhe under him as his wicked grin looks down on me, pinning me, helpless and powerless against him. He slows down, still pumping hard though, and then speeds up again, the bed bounces, and suddenly, holding himself between my breasts, he cums, all over my chest and neck, I gasp at the suddenness. He drags a finger through his cum on my chest and holds it to my lips, I open my mouth to suck it clean, and he hooks his finger over my jaw, pulling me upwards by it, he kisses me hard, then spits into my mouth, claiming me as his own, proving that anything he wants from me, he will have it. Anything he tells me to do, I will do it, we both know that, if I wasn't ready to do anything he said, I wouldn't have got into his car at all. 

"You are mine, do you understand that? I own you, I will use you whenever I want to, you will not refuse me anything, disobey me, and I will punish you severely. You are my slut, my whore, you will do as I order without hesitation or complaint, you will not question me, ever. If you obey me then I assure you, you will enjoy yourself, you will be happy as my slut. However if you disobey me too often, you will find that you are punished often and in ways you would not enjoy as much as you enjoyed your whipping. Do you understand me whore?"

"Yes Master."

"Tell me what you are and who you belong to."

"I am a whore Master, and I belong to you and no one else."

"Good." He lifts my legs over his shoulders, and I moan as I feel him hard against the lips of my cunt. "What do you want slut?"

"Please Master, please will you fuck your whore!" I beg him, watching his wicked smile, quivering under the intensity of his gaze. When I can stand it no longer, he silences my pleas by forcing his mouth down hard on mine, kissing, biting, attacking my mouth, and I moan and return every last bite with intense pleasure. He drives himself into me then, and I arch my back and moan in the ecstasy. He thrusts into me, deeper and deeper, and then pulls out, and in again, hard and slow, long and powerful strokes.


"Please Master may I cum?" 

"No." I moan again, trying to concentrate on taking deep breaths, trying to pull myself back from the edge of an earth-shattering orgasm, I close my eyes, feeling his gaze on my face as he begins to fuck me faster, I am almost drawing blood from my hand as I dig my nails into it in a desperate bid to stop the orgasm that is threatening to overtake me at any moment. I gasp, I really can't stop it any longer, let him punish me, I can't hold back the flood of pleasure.

"Cum for me slut." I almost weep with relief as the orgasm crashes over me, I am shaking almost uncontrollably, my head is swimming, I can hardly see, and when the flood finally subsides, I am too weak to move.

Master wraps his arms around me, and we fall asleep together, I feel safe, warm, and indescribably happy. I am his, he owns me, I am his slut, forever, and that's just the way I like it. 



My First Time All The Way



Hey it's me, Suzy, again.

My first couple stories were about giving my first blow job and eating my first cum, and how doing that made me feel like such a slut.

The funny thing about the situation was that I was still a virgin. Well, technically at least.

Like I explained before, I still felt that what my boyfriend and I were doing (oral sex, as often as possible), was "wrong." But somehow, the more we did it, the less I would even consciously think about it. Besides, after I swallowed that first load I couldn't help myself. I had to have his cum, and I just didn't care. I think within a week or so I must have converted the little guilt I still must have been feeling to the horny feeling I still get today when I think of sucking cock and eating a nice gooey load of cum. Looking back now I realize that my boyfriend must have thought he had died and gone to heaven, even then.

Anyway, after my "First Taste of Cum" our after-school make-out sessions progressed. We'd still start with kissing and fondling. I'd usually let him suck my boobies some, and then it would end up in a contest to see who could hold back from going down on the other longer. Not caring to compete all that fiercely I usually lost. ;) When I would get too horny, I'd drop between his legs, rip off his pants, pop him in my mouth and suck until he would cum. I'd do my best not to cum while sucking him this first time, knowing what was in store, but often I couldn't help it and would have at least a little tremor while eating his cock. It would never take more than 5 or 10 minutes to earn my reward, and then he'd have me trade places with him so he could eat me. 

Savoring the remnants of his cum still in my mouth, I'd usually get off quicker than he did, and after a minute or two, he'd usually swing around so that we could 69. Being eaten with his cock in my face was almost always too much, and if I hadn't already cum (and sometimes even if I had) I'd usually begin my climax before he could even get his re-hardening dick back in my mouth. Then I'd moan and squeal around him as he fucked my mouth with his cock, while he fucked my clit with his tongue. When my clity couldn't take anymore, I'd grip my thighs together to force him out, and then lose myself in nursing a second load from his cum pole.

After following this basic pattern for close to a dozen times my boyfriend began making comments as I sucked him one afternoon. He went from his usual "Oh Suzy. Oh Suzy." to "That's it babe, suck my cock. Suck my big hard cock and let me cum in that pretty little mouth of yours." Encouraged, I did just that!

The next time it got dirtier and more graphic: "You're so horny aren't you, sweetheart? Go on, fuck my big hard cock with that cum craving mouth of yours" he ordered, and I willingly complied.

By a week later he was calling me his "cum slut" and his "cock sucking whore." He was also telling me, almost ordering me, to suck his dick, and describing exactly how he wanted me to do it. As I recall, when I'd think about it later when I was alone it would kind of piss me off that he would treat me like that, but in the heat of the moment, it just made me his horny little cum bunny, and made me crave his cream all the more.

Sometime in the next week of so of our "dirty talk" phase he began talking about "fucking me right," "ramming his cock in me" and "filling my pussy." At first I thought it was just more "dirty talk," but as he continued, he began talking about "doing it" even when I wasn't attached at the mouth to his cock. (Which wasn't that often.)

I'd still never convinced myself that he was "the one" I wanted to lose it to, but I also knew that we were headed that way fast. After mulling it over for quite awhile I'd finally decided to give in and go all the way with him on the night before graduation. Basically it came down to the fact that he WAS my boyfriend, and I really DID like him, plus I didn't really want to go off to college as a virgin. 

I had a friend who's family had a cabin near by and she offered to let us go up there for our own little graduation party when I told her about my decision. I took her up on the offer, and even went up with her one afternoon when my boyfriend was working to know were to go and how to get in, etc. It wasn't the bridal suite at the Four Seasons or anything, but it was mostly clean, and very quiet, and private. Plus, it beat the hell out of my boyfriend's cramped little car. 

When I finally told my boyfriend of my plan he could hardly contain himself. He told me how beautiful and sexy I was, and how he couldn't wait to "make love" to me, and then he said he loved me. That was kind of unexpected, but I shrugged it off by saying "and I love you, and your big cum filled cock too" which I then impaled my face on and proceeded to milk a nice big load of sticky cream out of.

When the day finally arrived, I packed a box of Trojans in my purse, and an overnight bag with not much of anything inside. I told my parents that my friend and I were going up to her cabin, to be out of town for all the graduation parties. They asked if my boyfriend would be there, and I said that my friend's parents wouldn't allow boys up there with us. They seemed satisfied, and I left for my friends house about 6:30. My boyfriend picked me up around the corner, and by 8:15 we were parked in front of the cabin.

I retrieved the hidden key and opened the door while my boyfriend carried our minimal bags inside. I was REALLY nervous, like almost to the point of being sick, and was wondering what I'd gotten myself into when my boyfriend began rubbing my back. As I relaxed a little he again told me how he loved me so much, and how he wanted this to be special, and that we wouldn't do anything I didn't want to. 

Before you know it, we were on the old couch, making out like we'd never kissed before. His lips were moist, and I felt like I was in heaven. He pushed me back on the couch, and straddled me. Then he bent down and passionately kissed me more, his tongue slipping into my mouth. I let my tongue match his, and we french kissed for almost ten minutes.

When I couldn't stand it anymore I sat up and removed my blouse, my 34D cup breasts barely contained by my bra. He reached around my back and un-snapped it, sending the bra to the floor. He cupped my left boob in his hand caressed it softly, drawing a heavy breath from me.

He kissed my nipple, and then licked in circles around it. I gave a moan, and started to rub his cock through his pants. He was sucking on my one nipple, while dragging his fingertips across the other. I purred at his touch, and then kissed him again. Our tongues met once more and we made out for another few minutes, this time with him groping my bare breasts the whole time.

I took his shirt off and threw it to the floor, dragging my fingertips across his chest. His cock grew harder and made an obvious tent in his pants.

I unzipped him and dragged his pants down to his ankles, and I let him work to get them off of his feet. The only thing separating me from his cock now was his boxer shorts, which were soon also pulled off and thrown to the floor. His cock stood at the ready, erect and already drooling pre-cum. I grasped it with my hand and slowly pumped up and down. I worked my hand up and down his rigid shaft, brushing my fingertips across his balls and then gently cradling them with my other hand. I'd rarely gotten this good a look at the object of my mouths affection, and I stared transfixed as I slowly pumped the smooth shaft for what seemed like both hours and merely seconds.

I snapped out of my trance when I realized that not only was my mouth watering, but his breathing was growing shallow as I jerked him off. I wanted so badly to devour him and drink his cum, but I knew if I did, I might never get to the point of our little meeting, so I reluctantly reached for my purse and retrieved a condom. 

When he saw what I was about to do he stopped me. At first I thought he just didn't want to wear the prophylactic, but I was quickly set straight when he said: "Hold on Suz, I have to get you ready first."

He then proceeded to lay me back and kiss down my neck and shoulders to my chest, and then down my bare tummy to the top of my jeans. His mouth fumbled around there for awhile, making me giggle a little because it tickled. I think he was trying to undo my pants with his mouth. He finally gave up and used his hands to unbutton my fly, and then peel my jeans off, as I lifted my hips to assist.

He kissed me all over through my panties, and then on to my bare inner thighs. It felt nice and I gasped as he suddenly shucked my panties in one quick move. Then I spread my legs to accommodate his face, and he dove in. As his tongue descended on my clit a shudder ran through my body. I sighed and tossed me head back as he twirled his tongue on my love bud in a figure eight motion. I could feel my own juice flowing as he continued his oral ministrations.

I was panting and almost choked when he ran a finger along the edge of my lower lips and dipped it inside. He slowed, but continued to lick and suckle my clit while finger fucking my pussy as my pants became gasps.

When he finally removed his finger, he ran his hand up my abdomen, lightly cupping the underside of one of my tits. His mouth never left my pussy, as his up stretched hand softly kneaded my breast flesh. I just moaned and let him continue feasting on my charms.

I was about to cum when he stopped, and got up. Then he offered me his hand. He then led me to the bed, and laid me back to resume where he'd left off. It took me a few minutes to get back into it, but within about five minutes I was cuming on his tongue. 

As I lay there catching my breath he moved his mouth to my inner thighs and the front of my hips, and I just savored the feeling. Finally I pushed his face away and said "OK, it's time, get me a rubber."

As if almost by magic he handed me the foil package as I sat up on the edge of the bed. I opened it and told him to stand up, and he was in front of me, his hard cock in my face in an instant. I wanted to suck him so bad, but determination helped me roll the condom on his cock instead. 

With his cock now covered, he laid me back and then kinda laid down on top of me and I spread my bare legs to accommodate him. He angled his latex encased dick and placed it at the entrance of my pussy.

"Are you sure?" he asked, as if he could have stopped even if I'd said no.

I just nodded and urged him to continue by squirming against his hardness. His knob nestled between my lower lips felt nice, and as he ever so slowly inched it into me it still felt nice. As he slowly placed the first couple of inches into me, we both moaned audibly. Then I think he hit my hymen. I kissed him once more, very passionately, and then he thrust forward, burying himself into me.

It hurt as the membrane broke and he thrust his pelvis forward, trying to enter my womb all at once. The feeling of him inside me brought tears to my eyes. I admit I think I also screamed a little in his mouth, but it was nothing I couldn't take. He immediately froze and began apologizing.

"Its alright, please, please just do it . . . fuck me." I said as he kissed me deeply again.

Finally he continued. He started out slow, softly retreating out of me and then slowly easing himself back in, letting me get used to it.

He froze a couple times as I felt his cock pulse inside me, and eventually he increased his pace. After awhile we were actually fucking. As we did so, I realized that he usually would have already cum by now, and when I realized that he ought to be extra horny, and ready to blow, I wondered how he could last so long.

It wasn't really hurting so much anymore, but at the same time it kind of felt good. But it wasn't feeling good enough that I was gonna get off myself from this, so I decided to play it up and try to get him off as soon as possible. 

I began moaning and encouraging him with pants of "yeah baby, do me," "fuck my virgin pussy lover," and "Fuck me hun, fuck me good." He grunted back like an animal and began pounding me harder and faster. "Fuck me babe, I wanna feel you cum inside me" I hissed, and moments later he tensed and drove as deep as he could in my and then froze. Once again I felt his cock pulse inside me, and then he kind of collapsed on me.

After a minute or two of just letting him lay on me I pulled his mouth to mine and kissed him. He happily returned my kiss, only stopping occasionally to say stuff like "Oh babe, that was so wonderful," "I'm gonna remember this until the day I die," "Thank you, you are so amazing," and finally "I just love you so much." After that last remark, he finally withdrew his now mostly deflated cock, and I was amazed at how much cum appeared to be in the condom. 

We kissed for another few minutes, and then I got up to clean myself up at the sink. As I got back in the bed he got up to go turn off the light. Then he climbed back into bed and snuggled against me, and soon he drifted off to sleep.

I just laid there wishing I could cum, but now feeling too sore to even touch myself. I was happy we'd done it, but kind of disappointed too. I knew it wasn't going to be all Prince Charming and fairy tale ecstasy, but somehow I thought it would be more. I wasn't sure of what more I felt was lacking, but it was clear to me that something was missing.

Ultimately I too fell asleep, and when I awoke the next morning, it was to his mouth on my left nipple. It was an abrupt ending to a nice dream I'd been having and when he realized I was awake, he asked how I felt. Glancing down at his erection I told him I felt like eating a little cock for breakfast.

He looked mortified, and said so you don't want to do it again?"

Honestly I really didn't, but I WAS willing anyway. I was also already aware that I was still kind of tender "down there" but not wanting to make him feel bad I said: "Oh no babe, I wanna do it again, I just don't want you to waste your cum in that nasty old condom. I just want you to pull out and let me finish you in my mouth."

He seemed OK with that idea, and reached for the condoms. I ducked down and licked the pre-cum from his tip, and then slobbered all over the top of his shaft as I quickly sucked him up and down a couple times, just to make sure he was good and hard. This little tease suck, coupled with my dream and his nipple nursing had me actually kind of horny as I took the rubber from him, and rolled it on his spit slick dick. 

He pushed me on my back, and got between my legs. He licked my tender pussy and it felt good, but not as good as usual. Still, it got me wet, and when it did he moved up and again placed his sheathed shaft against me. I took a deep breath, and he began working himself inside me. It didn't hurt this time, but some tender places didn't feel good. By the time he was all the way in me, I had pretty well blocked all the discomfort, and was doing my best to concentrate on the pleasurable feelings. To be sure, they were there, just not overly intense, or overpowering. I decided to try to change that.

This time we fairly quickly found a rhythm. My hips angled upwards, lifting off the bed as I bucked up into him. My pelvic muscles clenched around his cock, as if milking him. He rose up on his knees, holding himself with his hands above my shoulders. He continued slowly burying himself in me as he stared as if mesmerized at my big bouncing boobs and erect nipples.

Then he rolled one hand across my belly, and down to where his meat met my flesh. He began flicking my clit with the tip of his thumb on each 'out stroke'. His other hand awkwardly supporting all of his weight. 

Soon my body tensed and I clamped down hard around his cock and just held for several seconds as I had a small orgasm and then relaxed. Laying back on the bed, I just slowly continued working my hips, acknowledging that his hardness was still deep inside me.

"Thank you babe" I murmured as I gradually began working my hips more and more. 

"Are you getting close hun?" I asked after a minute or two more. 

He just nodded and continued to slowly drill himself in and out of me. 

"Don't forget my mouth when it's time, OK babe" I continued. I crossed my legs behind his knees and flexed, using my heels to pull him deeper into my tight pussy. He groaned.

"Are you gonna cum for me babe? Are you gonna feed me all that tasty cum my tight little pussy's been milking out of you?" I seductively asked.

I guess that was too much, because he suddenly pulled out, ripped the condom off, and slid up my body to finish in my mouth.

My tongue grazed the underside of his cock as it was entering my mouth, and at the same moment I felt his hot cream spurt against the back of my throat. I guess he really had waited until the last possible second.

He shot off a bigger than usual load in my thirsty mouth. As his shaft spewed he groaned out, "Fuck, fuck, FUCK! Yessssss! Oh God, I'm cummmmingggg for you Suzeeeeeee!"

I slurped up every drop, my clity tingling as I did so until I was overcome with my own orgasm as I nursed the last few drops of spunk from his now dribbling dick. It was divine, a nice warm load of cum and a hard cock in my mouth, and my suddenly empty vagina contrasted with my throbbing clity felt incredible. I'd cum harder before, and I'd cum longer before, but not quite like this ever before. It actually felt almost satisfying.

He finally pulled his drained dick from my cum craving lips, saying "Damn Babe!" snapping me out of my own orgasmic trance. Then he stood up and gently pulled me to my feet and just held me as I savored his taste in my mouth. Finally he kissed me deeply and simply said "Thank you."

I'd have showered with him and tried it all over again, but there was no shower and it was getting time to get back, so we wouldn't miss the ceremony, so instead we grudgingly packed up and left. 

When I got home my mom asked if I had a good time.

I told her it was "Great!" but that I needed a shower.

She asked me if I wanted breakfast, but I told her I'd already eaten.

* * *

My Boyfriend later admitted to me that he'd jerked himself off on the floor, while he ate me in the bed (before the condom was on him) and that he'd cum "at least" twice in the condom while fucking me that first time. Personally, I think it was three times. In any event, I'm just glad the rubber didn't break, cause if I'd gotten pregnant, I'd have never got to my first semester of college.



My First Time, & Welcome To It



For a first fuck, there is no habitat so lush and fine as a man's recollection. A quarter century of observation has convinced me that a first fuck not only lives on in the memory of a man but thrives there, increasing in length and prowess with each passing year until at last it reaches full maturity, which is to say, steamy and passionate enough to resurrect John Holmes from the grave, and his Louisville Slugger along with him.

Consider the case of my friend, whom we'll refer to as Bob Goodsprout, and his first fuck. I was on a double-date with him when he lost his virginity, and though my first impression from his bellowing was that Bob had erupted before even getting his schlong out of his shorts, his initial report was that they had made it into the backseat and managed to make about two seconds' worth of genital contact. We were both only 18 in high school at the time and Bob was quivering with excitement over his good fortune at getting laid for the first time. Still, there was no question in either of our minds (or his date's) that he had gone off like a jack-in-the-box in the starting gate.

You can imagine my surprise when, scarcely a month later, I overheard Bob telling some friends that his first fuck was at a local motel with a college girl with 36-C cans and that she screamed his name non-stop for two hours. I mentioned to Bob afterwards that I was amazed at how fast he had managed to upgrade his date, get to the Tiki Travel Lodge from the drive-in, and shoot an entire syringe of Novocain into his cock. He said he was a little surprised himself, but that his date had gained a pharmacy degree on the ride over. He admitted that he had known all along that the fuck was going to get better eventually although he hadn't expected it to happen so quickly. Staring off into the distance, a dreamy expression on his face, he told me, "You know, I wouldn't be surprised if someday my first fuck wins an AFAA Award."

"I wouldn't either," I said. "In fact, I'd be willing to bet on it."

Not long ago, Bob and I were chatting with some of the guys down at Sharky's Weenie Hut and the talk turned to first fucks. It was disgusting. I can stand moist sentimentality as well as the next fellow, but I have my limits. Some of those first fucks lasted for days. After each money-shot the cocks grew three inches. Enough semen was secreted to float an aircraft carrier battle group. The girls were all clones of Anna Kournikova with natural tits the size of watermelons and equipped with anti-gravity capability. They all were girls-next-door who became tigresses in heat at the flip of a switch, they all gave fantastic head, they all deep-throated like Linda Lovelace, and they all swallowed. They were all so limber that if they'd been any more so, their limbs would have been detachable. And the synchronicity! Not a single load was shot into a single pussy that wasn't perfectly accompanied by a cataclysmic orgasm that milked the accompanying testicles completely dry (for about thirty seconds).

Finally, it was Bob's turn, and between waves of nausea I wondered whether those few backseat dribbles had developed enough over the years to meet this kind of competition. I needn't have wondered.

Bob's first fuck was no longer a phenomenon of this Earth. It had moved on entirely to an ethereal dimension where only quasi-deities live, and his date had evolved from college hottie to Aphrodite herself. His wood had become old growth timber with the rigidity of neutronized matter, such that only a goddess COULD have satisfied him, and only a goddess could have withstood his romantic powers. Perfectly matched for each other, their lovemaking went on for eternities, their moans what we perceived as thunder, their love juices what we saw as rain, their passion what we think of as sunlight. Shit, I wondered why he would have ever come home again.

At last Bob reached the, er, climax of his story. "I don't expect you guys to believe this," he said, his voiced hushed with reverence, "but when I came for the forty-eighth time, the GROUND SHOOK!"

The guys all nodded, believing. Why, hadn't the ground shook for them too when they had cum for the forty-eighth time in a row? Of course it had. All first fucks are like that.

Except mine.

I banged the table for attention. "Now," I said, "I'm going to tell you about a REAL first fuck, not a figment of my senility, not some fossilized hope of my dangling adolescence, but a REAL first fuck."

Now I could tell from looking at their stunned faces that the guys were upset. There is nothing that angers the participants of a bullshitting competition more than someone who refuses to engage in the mutual exchange of illusions, someone who tells the simple truth, unstretched, unvarnished, unembellished, and whole.

"Even though it violates the male locker room code," I began, "I must confess that I still harbor unkind thoughts about my first fuck. True to its form and unlike almost all other first fucks, it has steadfastly refused to grow in either my memory or imagination; it simply lays there, like my penis, in its original puny size, flaccid and lifeless on my consciousness, as inert and unassuming as was the original experience. Indeed, it's a wonder that I didn't drift back into celibacy with an indifferent shrug, wondering what all the fuss was about."

The guys at Sharky's shrank back in horror at this heresy. Bob tried to slip away, but I riveted him to his chair with a maniacal laugh. His eyes pleaded with me, "NO, DON'T TELL US!" they begged, "DON'T DESTROY THE MYTH OF THE FIRST FUCK!"

Unrelenting and with only an occasional pause for a bitter, sardonic cackle to escape my foam-flecked lips (I was nursing an A&W root beer at the time), I plunged on with the tale, putting back layer after layer of clothing on the nude body of the first fuck myth until at last the truth about one man's first fuck had been shrunken down to its utter, brutally desultory reality.

I began by pointing out that the vast majority of men don't even see head or tail of a glimpse of the female form outside of the girlie mags before their wedding nights, and the mags only if their importation and storage are handled with sufficient discretion to avoid detection and eviction by snooping mothers. But even success in this meager indulgence is usually brief and fleeting. Once you get your stash of Playboys, it soon becomes insufficient to just have them in the back of your closet, available for nightly "perusal" along with the jar of Vaseline clandestinely snuck out of the bathroom medicine cabinet as if in a commando raid. The adolescent libido - which is its own autonomous life form - demands greater boldness, to wit, that the centerfolds be removed and tacked to your bedroom ceiling like the mirrors in a Las Vegas hotel suite, the better to serve as vicarious putty targets as you return the sultry countenances looking down upon you. Within an average of about seventy-two hours, the centerfolds disappear, along with the magazine stash, with sufficient ominousity that no parental words are really necessary.

That simply reflects the old adage, "Those who can't do, teach; those who can't teach, preach; and those who can't do anything, watch."

In reality, every guy who isn't the quarterback on the varsity football team (in other words, 99% of them) is terrified to approach genuinely pretty girls, usually because the quarterback is dating them and will kick your ass if you do. Also because any genuinely pretty girl will squash your fragile ego like a grape first, and THEN her jock boyfriend will kick your ass.

No, most guys are in marching band or metal shop or some other environ where pretty girls are never found, and take that waft of geekiness with them wherever they go. Which is to getting laid what a good dousing in "Off" is to a swarm of mosquitoes.

What about the not-so-pretty girls, or my particular preference, the girls who are pretty but don't realize it? Well, they're approachable, but no less terrifying because of what they'll probably say if you venture so innocuous a suggestion as sharing an ice cream soda at Baskin-Robbins. Not to mention what it would mean if they WERE receptive to your meager advances. So you just share a stand with them in orchestra, carry their books to the library, maybe even elicit a laugh or two once in a while that brightens your entire week and sends a torrent of blood netherward. And you make sure that area is covered up by tighty-whities that are two sizes too small, because, after all, you'd be mortified if they knew what you were thinking. And you ARE mortified at the possibility that they will SEE what you're thinking and know but won't let on that they know.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

Oh, that romantic chicken-heartedness doesn't last indefinitely. Eventually you meet somebody, and you begin your torturous way around the "bases." "Eventually" being defined as, "hopefully before my hairline starts to recede."

The first date of my first long-term relationship contained no sex. It contained no "outercourse," either. Or petting, necking, kissing, or even handholding. We never got within three yards of each other. We just talked over dinner. Ditto the second date, and the third, and the fourth. We didn't make physical contact for two months, and when I finally did hold her hand, she told me I was "moving too fast." It was another month before our lips actually met, but there was no tongue-wrestling, no open mouths, and despite my having gargled repeatedly all day, even that peck seemed to repulse her right out my front door.

As we grew closer and started courting, I steered all our encounters as much as I could toward physical intimacy. After all, I had a twenty-two year gonadal backup, and my hand had only ever just barely managed to keep it below critical level. And I did have some success - though not nearly as much as I wanted. And that came not from suave or technique, but from a full-court-press of affection, gifts, and romantic drivel so pathetic that it was slowly necrotizing my brain.

On Valentine's Day I took her out to the ritziest place in town, then back to my place where I presented her with a diamond pendant (no small feat for a college student of decidedly limited means). She was so overwhelmed that she practically jumped my bones, pushing me back on the couch, straddling me, and smothering me with kisses. Not pecks, but full-bore frenching. My hands started roaming up and down her back, hoping for a brush against the sides of her breasts, and she wasn't stopping them. My cock threatened to make its appearance even if it had to tear the crotch out of my pants in the process.

Then, suddenly, she stopped, sat up, climbed off, thanked me for a wonderful evening, and went home. All in the space of two minutes. Which, for a sexually ravenous virgin, was primal scream jerking off territory. Either that, or chase her down and drag her back to my bedroom. So I added some new stains to the ceiling once again.

But sometimes patience and persistence IS rewarded, and eventually I talked her into a romantic weekend getaway at a moderately upscale mountain resort (I was out of school and working by this time). To say that I was anticipating consummation on this trip is like standing on the ocean floor and expecting rain. She had kept me on such a short leash for so long that I found myself turning into a hen-pecked, pussy-whipped pansy, the very type of man that I've always hated. I was just about ready to dump her if she turned me down on this carnal sojourn. So her acquiescence had me primed for long-awaited action.

We checked into our room, and I immediately picked her up, carried her to the bed, and started kissing down her chest, unbuttoning her top as I went. But she stopped me up short and suggesting going for a walk instead. Which would have been okay had it been June or July, but this was November and it was so cold outside that brass monkeys were taking in their balls for safekeeping. She might just as well have told me to take a cold shower, but I managed to reason that, "Hey, we're here, and there's plenty of time. And if she stiffs me again, there's plenty of empty country up here where they'll never find her remains." Gonadal backup often makes its sufferers grumpy like that.

So we took our walk, watched the lake surface freeze over, and after I got first aid treatment for frostbitten ears, went back inside. I started right up the steps toward our room, but she suggested that we go to dinner instead. Damn it, I wanted poontang pie, and she wanted to stuff her face. But, straining for calm, I had to admit that it wasn't an unreasonable request, even though my balls were at the point of taking my brain hostage if it didn't immediately cease and desist from its idiotic magnanimity.

It was actually a delicious meal, one of the best I've ever had (and for that price, it could hardly not have been), but I barely noticed, so adrift in the rapids of free-floating lust was I. I couldn't even focus on her conversation, because all I could see was her, naked and dripping, gobbling my cock and the roughly fourteen gallons of cum that were about to burst forth from it; her, thrashing about on the bed shrieking as I ate her out to multiple orgasms; her, growling animalistically as I pounded her doggy-style, grabbing her hair as I shot another semenal deluge into her insides until it gushed back out her pussy and down our legs and onto the sheets until it was pouring off the bed. To hell with the room deposit.

After several other diversions that had me on the outskirts of a stroke, we finally returned to our room, whereupon she grabbed her overnight bag and disappeared into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. With unabashed haste I shed my clothes and donned the bathrobe I had purchased just for this occasion, one of the style and color that I hoped would make me look like Hugh Hefner (Hey, Hef may be an old fossil, but he gets more ass than a proctologist's fingers). I even brought along a pipe, and hoped than when I blew it and bubbles came out, it would add a note of playfulness to the festivities.

Then I heard her lilting voice, summoning me to paradise. Well, okay, it was a gruff and grating page - her actual words were, "Okay, I'm ready, get in here!" - but I didn't care, because I was about to really, truly, genuinely, seriously, no-foolin' lose my virginity once and for fucking all!

I entered the crap, um, that is, the lavatory, and saw that she was already in the shower. I tore off my bathrobe and hurled it away blindly, and charged in to join her.

The first live look I got of a nude female body was dazzling, even if her chest was sunken and she had a paunch and a muff so overgrown that it looked like one of William Shatner's toupees. I got right up behind her, wrapped my arms around her, and sent my fingers straight for her nipples. But I guess my dick, which was sticking straight out like a diving board, must have startled her when I inadvertently jammed it in her lumbar region like I was a mugger or something, and she shot her elbows out to deny me mammarial access. This was also when I caught her facial expression, which was a match for her earlier tone of voice.

Turning slightly toward me, she instructed me to grab the soap and wash her back. I was only too happy to oblige, except that she turned her back to me again, and, being seven inches taller than she, back-washing in that configuration stood a good chance of dislocating both of my wrists. I gently asked her to face me instead so I could reach around and lather her back. While definitely the more practical approach, it yielded me the same sour expression I saw mere moments earlier. On the other hand, that served as an effective deterrent against my hands going straight for her breasts again.

She did seem to start relaxing as my hands did their work, the movements evolving into a massage that, while not exactly eliciting moans, did put a dreamy expression on her face and have her swaying back and forth. The effect of this was that she swayed back far enough that her head caught part of the shower stream and her hair got wet, something she didn't plan on judging from the quick return of her sour expression. But then, like a trooper, she shrugged, adapted, and asked me to shampoo her hair next. Me, I was like Michael Moore at a smorgasbord with a U-Haul trailer. I would have given her an oral pedicure and not complained.

She seemed to enjoy the shampoo as much as she had the soapy massage, and then told me to change places with her. My anticipation of being on the receiving end of what I'd just delivered had me oozing pre-cum at an alarming rate, though with the shower on it wasn't as noticeable as it otherwise would have been.

What followed was as passionless and perfunctory as the baths my mother used to give me when I was little. She worked up a lather, swished it around my back for maybe twenty seconds, studiously avoided my ass or any kind of nipple reach, and then said, "All done!"

By this time I was beginning to deflate, a development of which she also took very little notice. Turning around to rinse off my back I looked at her face, which now looked more bored than anything else. Peeved that I had to actually ask her to caress me, I said, "Um, could you do my front now?" Without saying a word or altering her outward, almost somnolent disinterest, she soaped up her hands and began a fair job of repeating the attention my back had gotten, with a bit more sensuality mixed in. With her eyes literally closed, it lent at least the illusion of randiness as her fingertips went to work on my nipples, which brought my hard-on back with a vengeance. Parting her lips, she seemed to be inviting me to kiss her, and I did - which only burst the illusion that she was horny instead of bored, as there was no tongue action, and whatever the osculation might have added to the process quickly fizzled.

Having rubbed together during our kissing, her breasts now had a goodly portion of slippery lather on them, and I began squeezing and caressing her small fleshy orbs, though to no apparent affect. So I knelt down and began sucking on her nipples, opening my mouth as wide as possible to take as much of each breast in as I could. Still no apparent effect. Leaving my hands there, I kissed down further, tonguing her belly button, and then beyond, leaving a warm, moist trail across her protruding tummy to the edge of what I had mentally dubbed "the Black Forest."

I looked back up at her with what must have been an expression of unbridled lust, but she just looked like a commuter at a bus stop awaiting the cross-town express. If she'd had her watch on, she'd have been checking it.

Taking that as a challenge, I sat completely down in the stall so as to gain optimal cunnlingual access, and plundered her. Wishing for a comb, I managed to part her crotch mop with my fingers and uncovered her venusian gates, which were, of course, shuttered. "Jesus," I thought, "what does it take to light this woman's pilot light?" I resolved to find out.

I dredged from my memory every article I'd ever read on orally pleasuring a woman and every porno scene I'd ever watched, and did all of it. I kissed her inner thighs. I licked up and down her crease. I blew softly on her general genital area. I finger-fucked her, searching for her G-spot. I sucked her clit. I tongue-fucked her. I did every combination of the above repeatedly. I did them all at the same time. I was a veritable blur between her legs. She just stood there. She didn't appear to HAVE a G-spot. It was like fucking a department store mannequin.

As I stood up, she said, with slight exasperation, "What are you going to do now?" 

Matching her exasperation, I replied, "Well, you could return the favor." 




My First Time, & Welcome To It



"You mean put my mouth on your penis?" 

"Yes, that's what I mean. It's called 'fellatio," also a 'blowjob." 

"I don't care what you call it, why would I want to do that?"

"How about because I just did it for you?" I growled.

Regaining her sour expression, she got down on her knees and gingerly examined my swollen, throbbing member. Despite everything, I had never felt this exhilarated. I was actually going to get my cock sucked! I couldn't wait.

I'll give her credit - she did make oral contact with it. She planted darting pecks down the top, rather like a camper trying to snatch a burning marshmallow out of a campfire. With a bit of frustrated coaxing, she even managed to work over the head with her lips, pausing every three seconds to spit out my pre-cum. But never once did she lick it, or take it into her mouth and actually suck on it. It was like watching a baby eat, smearing food all over his face but never getting any in his mouth. Maybe I was nit-picking, but I always imagined that when I finally got a hummer, I wouldn't be able to help exploding within seconds. The reality was that the tsunami of semen I had felt warming up moments before was subsiding just as quickly.

In all, she spent a fraction of the time doing me that I had doing her, with comparable enthusiasm, so when she had "had enough," and stood up, I wasn't all that crestfallen.

"So, what now?" she asked. "Do you want to put it in me now?"

Shrugging, I replied, "Yeah, I guess so." Not exactly like it comes across in adult cinema, I thought. No moaning and groaning. No names screamed out in passion. No dirty dialogue, no "Oh, yes, oh, yes," no "Faster, faster, you fool, you fool!" I would never have dreamed that it was possible to be naked with a semi-attractive woman in a shower and have the passion go down the drain faster than the hot water, but there it was.

She started to lie down on the floor of the shower stall, which was curious, since even at her diminutive height there wouldn't have been room for me to mount her without driving my patellas through the backs of my knees. Besides, I wasn't finished with my fantasy wish list.

"Hon, I don't think there's room to do it missionary style," I told her. "Why don't we try it standing up?"

"Standing up? What do I look like, one of the flying Wallendas? I'd have to get three feet in the air to make that work, and you couldn't hold me up for that long."

"No, sweetie, I didn't mean facing each other," I replied, struggling mightily to control my frustration, a battle which was blowing down my boner again. As I looked at her beseechingly, she sighed gustily, picked up the soap again, and started lathering up my cock and balls. It felt good, but at this point I barely noticed.

"Well, then what DO you mean?"

I couldn't tell if she was being a pain in the ass or just obtuse. "I mean from behind."

"Behind? You mean like a couple of dogs?"

"That's another name for it."

"Look, why don't we just get out, dry off, and go to bed?"

That was actually not an unreasonable suggestion, but by now I was like a man on a cross-country vacation with his family who got lost, wouldn't ask for directions, and now is inching along a goat trail on the side of an eight thousand foot mountain peak above a massive glacier. I wasn't stopping, or changing the setting, for anything.

"No, I want to do it in here. Water is a huge turn-on for me, and I've always fantasized about doing it from behind in the shower."

Closing her eyes, and appearing to count ten chimpanzees to herself, she turned around and bent over as much as the stall allowed. Whereupon I made a discovery that never showed up in any of the aforementioned porno flicks: her pussy had moved. In the movies the man is standing more or less straight and slides his prick more or less straight into the woman's cunt. Heck, pics of pussies from that vantage point always showed the vagina RIGHT THERE, readily and easily accessible. But not here. Oh, I knew where my cock touched her when we were both standing, but I figured if she bent over far enough, her pussy would move back and up sufficiently for there to be no problems with insertion. But there appeared to be nothing. It was gone, or had moved, or it had a zipper I had missed and she'd shut it up tight.

"You're too far back," she grunted. "My opening is farther forward."

"Okay, wait a minute," I muttered, crouching down in order to thrust my prick beneath her and forward enough to find her pussy. "Can you bend over further, or raise your tush higher in the air?"

"Not without a block & tackle," she retorted sarcastically.

This wasn't unfolding as I had envisioned it. Not exactly being an athlete, my legs were beginning to feel the strain of holding up my torso at that angle. I had to get my cock in soon, or I was going to fall on my butt and take her down with me.

"Oh, for heaven's sake," she said, reaching back for my dick and almost trying to plug it in like a household appliance into an electrical outlet. But it was successful, and for the first time in my life I felt the incredible warmth and slipperiness that is a woman's moderately lubricated vagina. God, it felt wonderful.

For about three seconds. As soon as I tried to withdraw a little bit to begin thrusting, my dong immediately fell out. We put it back in again, with the same result. Now my legs really were starting to buckle, and I had to stand up before I embarrassed myself any further.

"Can we go to the bedroom now?" she asked, almost plaintively.

"No. I still want to do it in here."

Getting out of the shower, she promptly laid down on the bathroom floor. Shaking my head, I grabbed her hand and pulled her back to her feet. "How about you hop up on the counter here?"

Resignedly, she complied, spreading her legs. Getting between them, I found that I didn't have to stoop nearly as much, and this time my cock slid into her warmth much easier. Which, since I WAS a virgin, meant that I blew my load on about the fourth thrust. Feeling like I'd rather be ANY place but where I was, I continued to thrust on the off chance that maybe she might still orgasm, but she just looked at me with that emblematic distaste that I had heard men didn't typically get from their women until they'd been married for twenty years.

After I dropped her off at her place, I never heard from her again. Though I did see her, several years later. She looked like a fitness model, had gotten a boob job, a total makeover, and was married to an ex-varsity quarterback.

"Now that," I said to the guys at Sharky's, "is how to tell about a first fuck - a straightforward factual report unadorned by a lot of lies and sentimentality."

Unrepentant, they muttered angrily. To soothe their injured feelings, I told them about my second fuck. She looked like Anna Kournikova with weightless 38 double-D cans, swallowed my cock and balls at the same time, and we came simultaneously forty-eight times in as many hours with her screaming my name the whole time. Honest! I wouldn't lie about something like that. 



My First Time & With A Hotwife



I was in the USAF in Las Vegas, 19 years old and, while I had done some fooling around and oral, hadn't gone all the way. My roomie and my neighbor and I posted a personals ad just for a crazy laugh advertising ourselves for free sex for women 17 to 45. It was a good laugh and we knew we would never get any calls.

Boy were we wrong!

My voice mail was full of calls! The guys were like "fuck yeah!" but I was overwhelmed. I hadn't done anything all the way with a woman and here were these women, ladies in their 30's and 40's not girls, calling and wanting young studs to fuck. I set up dates, handed out phone numbers to the guys, pretty much became their pimp. We could have made a lot of money, but it wasn't about that....it was all about getting laid.

Except for me. I was pretty intimidated. But I found that there were lots of ladies who called that just seemed to want to talk. Either to talk dirty or they just seemed lonely and wanted company on the phone. So I handled those calls, much safer that way.

My buddy Eric noticed that I wasn't going out on dates. I assured him that I was ok, getting what I wanted. But he knew I wasn't.

One of the ladies I had given him was young. One of the few under 30 she was only 18. He had met her, said she was wild in bed. He told us that she wanted us all to come over just to hang with her at her place and play some beer drinking games. The night before the party she called me, like she sometimes did, just for company. I got to know more about her.

She was an Air Force brat. At 17 she had run away from home to be with the guy she fell in love with, her dad's best friend who was 38. At 18 they got married. Dad was pissed at the both of them. Anyway, she lived downtown with this guy but he worked uprange at the secret base and was gone 5 days a week.

That night I admitted to her that I was a virgin and that the idea of this party was making me nervous. She assured me that we were just going there to play drinking games and it would be ok. So we went to this party, four guys and her. Not really much of a party, at first we just sat around BS'ing, listening to the radio and drinking beer. After a while someone suggested a game of quarters so we played that for a while. Before long we were all pretty relaxed and everyone wanted to at least see her tits. A bunch of young guys, what can I say. So I suggested strip poker and everyone agreed.

Well what was I thinking? One girl and we're gonna play strip poker? LOL. We played for a while, she did fairly well and had Joe and Eric naked, me down to my underware and Frank down to underware and socks. She still had bra and panties. But the beer had taken its toll on her and she needed to relieve herself.

So off she goes to the master bath. After she had been in there maybe a minute Frank decides that he's next so he goes into the master bedroom to wait and shuts the door. Five minutes later neither one of them had come out, the rest of us are dressed and back to playinig quarters.

Another 5 minutes goes by and Frank comes out. He tells Eric that she wants a smoke and he should bring her one. Eric grabs my pack of smokes and heads in. A man on a mission.

So we're sitting there with Frank and he's telling us that she's a pretty good fuck and on and on. At this point I'm pretty relieved because...well, Frank had fucked her. And since Frank had fucked her, that was that. There wouldn't be any more fucking so I didn't need to be nervous about her wanting to "break me in" like she had said.

We're all talking, laughing, drinking and I'm totally relaxed about all this now and Eric comes out. I had kind of forgotten about him. Must have been in there at least 15 minutes, maybe more. He comes right to me and says that she wants another smoke. I'm going "So" and he tells me that "well, she's out of matches and wants you to bring in your lighter." I pulled the lighter out of my pocket and tried to hand it to him. Nothing doing, he wouldn't take it. "She want's YOU to bring it to her."

Well shit. I've seen naked girls before, not a big deal. And I can't deprive the lady. So I head in there, she's under the covers and she says "close the door." Right about then my pea brain starts to wake up to the fact that Eric had just fucked her. Frank first then Eric.

You have to understand that for a virgin boy from Idaho, that realization put my brain in an endless loop. I was on autopilot, most of my thought processes were busy dealing with that in the background. I wasn't thinking with my dick either because....well, I was just in a different state alltogether.

I lit her smoke and had one for myself. We talked, hell if I can remember about what. But when our cigarettes were done she rolls over under the sheet and asks me to massage her back. She starts telling me how a massage like that after sex makes her feel really good and that it will make her sleep better. So she's laying face down under the sheet, I'm next to her on the bed. I started to massage her thru the sheet but she quickly reached behind her to flick it back so that it only covered her from the butt down. As I'm massaging her she is talking to me, telling me all sorts of intimate things that I hadn't even asked about. She tells me how Frank's cock was bigger than Eric's or her husbands and how good it felt. But then she explains that Frank just wasn't a good fuck, his cock felt good but that was about it, she said that Eric was much better and may have been the best lover she had yet. She told me how a few nights before Eric had eaten her pussy for at least an hour before he would even let her touch him (a tip I've since picked up on). She told me how her dads best friend had seduced her at 14 and been her first lover and how she run away from home at 17 to be with him when he got reassigned to Nellis and they got married when she turned 18. She explained that he couldn't keep up with her so she always had other lovers, all the way back to when she was 14.

She's telling me these things and I'm just kind of shaking with exceitment. By now my massage has me down to the sheet, just above her waist. I started to massage her butt thru the sheet but she wasn't having any of that. "That's where I need it the most and you'll have to work at it. You need to get up on the bed, but not with your jeans on because it will mess up the sheets."

Uh, yeah. Right. So I strip down, climb on the bed and straddle her legs. I started to massage her butt and the backs of her upper thighs, but it didn't last long. I couldn't honestly say that she intentionally guided my hand in there but when my fingertips touched her inner thighs it was like they parted slightly and my hand just slid right in.

Remember now that this is something like 30 or 45 minutes after Eric had left the room. It's impossible to describe just how HOT it felt at this point, and I don't just mean the heat of her. Prior to that moment if you had suggested me touching a woman like that, all full of two mens cum, I would have been sickened. The way I was raised, that sort of thing is just wrong, perverted.

That moment changed my life forever. I had felt a pussy before, spent many an evening all touchy feely with girlfriends. But this was different. She was HOT, the heat was amazing. She was wet with her own juices and what remained of Frank and Eric's cum. My hand just slid right into her. My fingers would slide into her, then back out and down to her clit. My other hand was caressing her beautiful ass and it wasn't long before all this brought her to orgasm.

After her shaking and quivering settled down a bit she reached back for my hand and pulled me up so that I was on top of her back. My cock, so hard at this point that I can't remember it ever being harder, settled in between the cheeks of her ass....it felt soooo good. She turned her head to kiss me and said "kiss my neck, I love that"

I had to move a bit, wanted to start kissing her neck from the shoulders up. When I moved my cock repositioned itself and, like my hand earlier, it found its own way into her hot and wet pussy. There was no resistance. The goal of my movement had been to kiss her neck and that's where I went, it was one fluid movement but it also resulted in my cock being 3/4 of the way buried in her. I laid there like that and began kissing her neck, kissing my way up to just behind her ear. Then I took a quick nibble at her ear.

That was all she could take. She started moving under me and I repositioned myself so that I buried my cock in her the rest of the way. We held like that a moment and then she moved again, and I matched her movement, to pull my cock out of her pussy. My cock was still between her thighs, still surrounded by wet flesh, but no longer in her pussy. We held like that a moment and then moved to meet each other again, her pussy sliding itself on to and around my cock. Heaven couldn't have felt better. We continued that for a long time, my mind was moving 200 miles an hour as my body slowly moved in time with hers. After what seemed like forever, but was actually about 5 minutes, she began to cum again. I could feel her start to quiver, feeling it first with my cock as it was full inside her. As the quiver built to a shake all I could think about was that Frank and Eric had just done this same thing with her...fucked her...and that after we left her husband would come home, wake her up and fuck her again....he would be fucking her with my cum inside her....my cum with Frank's and Eric's.....and her husband would add his own. At that point I came, and came hard. I buried myself completely inside her, that hot, wet and loose pussy almost sucking my balls inside too. My cum pumped itself into her as I felt that quiver of hers going thru her whole body and right into mine.

I again dropped myself down on her back, still inside her, and resumed kissing her neck. We lay like that for several minutes before Eric knocked on the door and poked his head in. "We've got to go"

I rolled off her along side her, pulled her into my arms and our lips met. My free hand caressed her butt as we kissed like that for at least a couple of minutes. "That was the best fuck of the night so far" she said. I got up to get dressed and, by the time I sat back down on the bed to tie my shoes, she was fast asleep.

We had just enough time to get back to the base, change into uniform, and haul ass to work for roll call. No time to shower. I spent the whole shift with my head in the clouds thinking about how I had just lost my virginity to someone elses wife. Joe came by my unit to pick up some paperwork, didn't say a thing but winked once. He hadn't fucked her that night but would the next. When I got home from work that evening I wasn't sure about talking to the guys, not sure I could face them. It all just seemed so odd. Eric came into my room with a couple of could beers, handed me one, and said "She's a hell of a good fuck. I just got off the phone with her, she thinks you're pretty hot too. She wants us to come by again this weekend and spend the weekend with her, just me and you. Wanna?" 



My First Time As A Camgirl



It was the Thursday before Spring Break, and the dorm was mostly empty. Just a few hours earlier, the halls were filled with college students getting ready to leave for their week of binge drinking and uninhibited sexual encounters.

But I wasn't so lucky.

It didn't start out that way though. My best friend Tara and I had planned on driving a few hours south to Panama City, Florida and spend the week in her parent's beach house. We had been friends since high school, and were even being lucky enough to get accepted into the same college and become roommates.

But that all changed when Tara and her boyfriend Steven got serious. A few weeks ago, Tara decided to move off campus and into an apartment with Steven, which I couldn't blame her at all for doing. Our dorm was always busy, filled with students looking for a party or a one-night stand. If you weren't in line for a shower by 8AM, it felt like you were waiting all day long.

Instead of spending the week at her parent's beach house, Tara and Steven went to Pennsylvania to meet his parents. She told me that i could still drive down to the beach house for a relaxing weekend alone, but i really didn't want to spend the week all by myself in an empty condo.

I elected instead to spend the week in my dorm room, catching up on TV shows and relaxing. I had spent most of the semester in the library studying overnight or in the gym trying to get a jog in on the treadmill. I took on an extra workload, trying to get as many credits out of the way as I could.

So it was Thursday night and I was in my pajamas watching a movie in bed. I had found some margarita mix in our mini fridge, and before long, I had a good buzz going. By my third drink, I could feel my pussy getting a little wet. This always happens when I drink margaritas! 

It wasn't long before I was scouring around the dorm trying to find a dildo that Tara had given me as a present when she moved out.

"It isn't the real thing," she said, "but it will get the job done."

I eventually found it and quickly stripped out of the tank top and shorts I was wearing. I turned on my laptop and found a free website with video clips on it, offering all kinds of categories for those in need. 

My favorite videos have always been lesbian clips, but on this night, I found a bunch of clips from a girl on her webcam. She was sitting at her desk in just a towel, flashing her viewers for tips. I was so infatuated by this that I completely forget about my dildo, instead, I sat there for hours watching these clips.

By the end of the night, i had found my way onto a cam website, watching several girls flashing their bodies for money. I sat there wondering if I could do it, but eventually came to the realization that I would be far too shy. 

That was until i saw a banner on the website promising hundreds of dollars a week to new models. The ad said that registration was easy and you could be approved and online in only a few short hours. I finished up my margarita and clicked Register.

I knew it would be too late for me to do it tonight, besides, I was supposed to be catching up on my rest this week. I woke up at 10AM and stumbled my way out of bed. By now, the dorms were completely deserted, there wasn't even a sole in the showers. I spent time shaving my legs, and even shaved a landing strip above my pussy. Later in the afternoon, I stopped by a liquor store for more tequila and margarita mix. If I was going to do this, I knew I would need some liquid courage.

On the way back to my dorm, I pulled into a lingerie store. I hadn't planned on doing so, it just seemed like my car had a mind of it's own. I spent twenty minutes browsing through all kinds of sexy outfits before settling on a pink see-through teddy.

I settled back into my dorm, and immediately opened the bottle of tequila. My nerves were running wild, my hands were shaking like crazy, and I had butterflies in my stomach. Three shots of Patron later and I was feeling a little better, starting to get excited at the thought of hundreds of guys watching me. The next few hours consisted of me setting up my camera, trying to find perfect lighting, and a few more shots of tequila.

I opened up the bag from the lingerie store and pulled out my outfit. I wasn't able to try it on at the store, there were too many people in the store and i got nervous. I opened the plastic wrapping and found a cute little see-through g-string included with the teddy. I stripped out of my clothes and into the panties, which allowed my landing strip to peek through oh so slightly. I slipped into the teddy and admired my outfit in front of my mirror.

It was 7PM and I finally logged onto the website. I had settled on having the laptop on a chair while I laid on the bed, figuring that was the best position. I began laying on my stomach with just a small peek of my ass. The room started out slow, but after 30 minutes or so, I had 98 people in my chat. It wasn't long after that I had received my first tip from "ShyGuy25".

The tip was for 100 tokens and he included a message asking if I could flash him my breasts. I was nervous. This was the first time I was going to bare my body for these guys. I sat up and could feel my heart racing. I reached up and slowly slid down one of the shoulder straps, and then the other. I put an arm in front of my nipples, just to give the guys a little bit more of a tease. ShyGuy25 tipped me another 25 tokens, and I knew it was time to be a brave girl. I lowered my arm and showed off my hard nipples. I could tell that my face was beet red!!

All of a sudden, there was a strange beeping noise coming from my laptop's speaker. I didn't know what it was and, to be honest, sort of freaked out trying to find it. I felt like such a klutz when I realized it was a private message from ShyGuy25.

"You are very beautiful" he said.

"Hehe thanks," I replied, "I'm so nervous. This is my first time ever on this site".

"I don't believe you"

"I'm serious! I've never done anything like this before"

"Well," he replied, "I would love to pop your private cherry"

"Hmmm, that sounds like fun."

"When will you be ready?"

I sat there and thought about it for a second. I went and took another shot of tequila. As I was walking back to my bed, I passed by my mirror. I stood there for a second, admiring my body.

"You can do this Casey," I thought to myself, "you're gorgeous"

I laid back down in bed, took a deep breath, "I'm ready now sweetheart."

It felt like hours until the notification popped up onto my computer screen. I clicked accept and before long, there was in a private chatroom with ShyGuy25.

"I'm so nervous," I admitted, "how does this work?"

"Well, I can turn my webcam on," he suggested, "and then we can just let loose and have some fun?"

"OK, that sounds great"

I expected to see a 40-year old heavyset man in front of me. I imagined that he was probably home from work, his wife and kids away for the day. I figured that his wife hadn't pleased him in months, so he was on here to find an online companion. 

But this wasn't so. Not by any means. Sitting in front of me was an early 20's man, with dark hair and green eyes. He had a defined chin and a five o'clock shadow. He was sitting at his desk without his shirt on, only blue gym shorts on. He wasn't overly ripped, but I could tell that he was an active person.

"Oh, you are cute," I said, trying to play it cool, "I guess it's time for me to get naughty."

I reached over to my bedside table and grabbed my dildo. It was bigger than any guy I had been with, and I wasn't sure if i could actually take all of it. I sat it upright on the bed in front of me. I was on all fours, ready to start teasing ShyGuy25.

I started by running my tongue up and down the side of the shaft, keeping my eyes on the camera. When I reached the tip of the cock, I slowly ran my tongue all the way around it before taking the tip into my mouth. I gagged a little when I tried to take more of it into my mouth, laughing a little inside.

"Are you OK?" he asked.

"Ha Ha, yes. It's just a little bigger than I used to."

I sat up and spit onto the cock, getting it nice and lubed. I began to slowly stroke the dildo while making eye contact with the camera. I peeked down and saw that the bulge in ShyGuy25's shorts was growing. I knew I was getting to him. I got back down onto all fours and put the cock into my mouth. This time, I was able to put most of the eight inches deep into my throat. I had never been able to deep throat a cock before, but my nerves were taking over at this point. I started to let out soft moans while taking more and more of my dildo into my mouth. I looked up and saw ShyGuy25 start to rub his shorts. I knew by now that his cock was craving to be freed. I reached behind me and slowly unhooked the clasp to my teddy. I slowly slid the straps down my shoulders, all this while still deep throating my dildo. 

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him start to slowly remove his shorts. His cock was just as big as my toy, if not bigger. He was at full mast now, his cock craving some much needed attention. I started to stroke my dildo while penetrating my mouth, this time with much more force. I watched as he started to play with his cock. He started out by just lightly rubbing against it, and then finally grasping his cock and slowly starting to stroke it. I wanted his cock in my mouth. I wanted his cock deep inside of me.

I turned around, still on all fours, and put my ass right in front of the camera. I knew that my g-string wasn't covering much, but I didn't care. Watching him stroke his cock while watching me was such a turn on. I didn't have to put my hand in my panties to know that my pussy was wet, but I did anyways. I started out by grazing my sensitive clit, the panties blocking the view. I moved my hand even further down and slowly inserted a finger into my pussy. This was the most wet that I had ever been. I reached behind me and slid the panties to one side, baring all of my body for him to see. Looking back, I saw the head of his cock was covered in precum. He was turned on just as much as I was.

"Oh baby," I said, "Are you ready to watch me get fucked?"

"Fuck yes I am"

I slid my panties down my waist, past my knees, and then completely off. I was completely nude for him now. I straddled my dildo and took a deep breath. I slowly lowered onto it. I thought that it would hurt when it first penetrated me, but it didn't. It slid right in pussy. I bounced up and down the shaft, slowly at first and then picking up the pace. I started to moan louder now, fantasizing about him fucking me. My moans started to get louder as I fucked the dildo harder. I bent forward for him and spread my cheeks apart, showing him my tight little asshole. I raised a hand, looked back at the camera, and smacked my ass as hard as I could. I loved to be spanked.

"I love your ass baby," he said, "Can you put a finger inside of it?"

I looked back at him and smiled, "I love fingers in my ass babe. Of course I will."

I had never had so much as a finger in my ass before, but I didn't want to tell him that. I raised my ass up into the air while laying my head and shoulders flat along my bed. I had one hand in between my legs holding my dildo, which was still deep inside of my wet pussy. I inserted a finger into my mouth and covered it with saliva. It went in easier than I thought it would, but I still grimaced as my finger went deep into my ass.

He was stroking his cock much faster now while arching his back, he was going to cum. I was fucking my dildo harder and faster than I had ever been fucked before. I could feel the wave coming over me, I was going to cum too.

"I'm about to cum baby," I confessed, "I want your cum all over my ass."

I heard him start to moan, and knew this his cock was about to blow.

"Yeah baby, cum for me," I encouraged him.

I let out a loud moan as I felt the rush overcome me. I was cumming all over my dildo. My knees weakened and I fell forward, collapsing onto my stomach. I took a few seconds to collect myself and looked back at the computer screen. He had came as well, his chest covered in his creamy juices.

"That was amazing," I said.

"I totally agree," he said, "I may need a few minutes though."

"A few minutes?" I asked.

"Yes," he said, "Until round two."

"Well," I said smiling, "I'm ready when you are."



My First Time as a Shared Wife



I guess I should start from the beginning. Jon and I had been together for a while. Life was good. He treated me well and I loved him. One day we started talking about our exs. I learned that he had a pretty wild relationship before me. He is older than me. I am 23, he is 29, so I knew he'd had previous relationships. I just didn't realize how wild the sex with this ex was. 

We had a great sex life, but nothing like he described. I'd only had one other partner before him. I mean, I'm pretty. At 5' nothing and 100 lbs, I get a lot of attention and I love it, but I never acted on it. 

As we talked about fantasies I admitted I had a thing for older men. He asked if that's why I chose him and I admitted that was part of it. Then he asked me how old. I told him there were guys in their 40s and 50s at work that I was attracted to. He pressed me on how attracted. I finally admitted I fantasized about them sometimes. 

I thought he'd be weird about it. Instead he got all excited and told me that was hot. Next thing I knew we were fucking like rabbits with him asking me about the older guys and what I imagined doing with them. It was wild intense sex and I came like crazy. 

A few days later we started talking about fantasies again. I asked him why he liked the fact I was into older men so much. He told me he had a fantasy of seeing me with another man and the idea of it being an older man was even more exciting. 

At first I thought it was an odd fantasy, but I loved him and since it was just fantasy, I thought I'd indulge it. I asked him more about it. He started showing me stories online about women with other men. They were from a man's perspective. They talked about how much they enjoyed seeing their wives or GFs with another man. Even doing things with the other man she would not do with him. 

As we read the stories I admit I got turned on. I could picture me and some of the older men I knew. I could picture letting them take me in front of my boyfriend. We started incorporating this into our sex. I admit having sex with my boyfriend describing how I'd look with another cock in me, or how he'd like to watch me, made sex much more intense. 

One day he suggested we try to make the fantasy real. Real? No way, I thought. I had excuses. Who would we get? How would we choose him? I would never do it with someone I knew. 

What I realized was, I was turned on by the idea but the logistics bothered me. My boyfriend suggested we try craigslist and see what we found. At worst we'd get some laughs out of it. I agreed. 

He placed the ad. We did not have to wait long. We got tons of responses. A lot of one liners. A lot of cock pictures. I let my boyfriend weed through them. Eventually he found a few that stood out. I did not read them but he starting corresponding. 

One of the guys really piqued my boyfriends interest. He started writing erotic stories. I would have thought he just copied them from somewhere except they were kind of specific to us. Jon (my boyfriend) would show me the stories and I would read them aloud to him. Not everything in the stories turned me on, but I have to admit reading them, knowing someone had written them for us, and describing situations we fantasized about was a turn on. The story reading always led to great sex. 

Jon mentioned he was going to start calling some of the guys he picked out. I did not want to look to interested. The idea of making it a reality both frightened me and turned me on. Jon did not push it. Jon asked if there was a picture he could send out. I found one that was fully dressed but really showed off my figure. With the face cropped out, I told him he could send it. The idea that he wanted to show me off to strangers was a turn on. I wondered what they thought. 

One day Jon brought up the guy who wrote the stories. It turns out Jon had talked to him on the phone and thought he sounded perfect. I was skeptical. Jon started by showing me pictures. He was not gorgeous but he was certainly attractive. Jon told me how much the guy liked my pictures. It made me feel good to know he thought I was hot. Then Jon and I started discussing the stories. Jon asked me what I liked and didn't like about the stories. 

In talking about the stories I could see me in parts of them. It also made me think about the man who wrote them. This guy obviously understood that sex was not just slam me on a mattress. His stories showed engagement, thought, and included me and Jon. I started wondering what this man would be like in person. 

Jon would tell me about his interactions with the man. It became clear this was the guy Jon thought would work. He sounded nice, I liked his stories, but I did not know what the next step was. I certainly wasn't ready to fuck this guy.

A few days later Jon asked me if he could take a picture of me to send the guy. I told Jon to send one of the pics he has. Jon said the guy had asked for a candid shot. Here it comes I thought. The guy wants naked pics, but no, Jon said he just wanted pics that were taken just for him. In fact he said he didn't want anything x or r rated. 

I thought about what I was wearing. I was in a pair of tight shorts and a T shirt. What the hell. I let Jon take the pic. Almost immediately the guy responded. He thanked both of us for the picture and said how pretty I was. He hoped he'd get a chance to meet us. I was flattered by the compliments. After all, it's nice to be admired. I smiled at Jon and Jon joked that the man had great taste. 

A few days passed and Jon asked if could take another picture. I thought about the first one. I liked the compliments. I kind of liked the idea of being shown off. I said sure but told Jon to wait a minute. I went to change. 

From the letters and the stories I knew what this guy liked. Short flirty skirts. Lacy tops. Cute shorts or jeans with a top that showed a of leg and a lot of belly. Well I had plenty of clothes like that. I also knew he liked cute lacy thongs and boy shorts. Well, I knew that wasn't going to Happen. I also realized if I went through with this eventually he'd see a lot more. The thought kind of excited me. 

I went to my closet and found a cute short sundress. The dress covered me so I skipped the bra. I looked in the mirror. I looked pretty, not sexy, not slutty, but pretty. For fun I messed up my hair a bit. Now I looked like the girl next door who just did something naughty. Perfect I thought. 

I went out and showed Jon. I did a little spin. 

He said, "Wow, you look great."

I liked the compliment. 

Jon said "I can't wait to show Dave what a hot girlfriend I have." 

The thought of Jon getting excited by showing me off was really turning me on. I wondered if Dave would like the pictures. I realized that I really wanted him too. 

Jon started taking pics and I started posing. Hand on hip, turn around look over my shoulder. That kind of thing. In one I let the shoulder strap of the dress slide down my arm a bit and showed off a little of the top of my tits. On another I held my leg out and pulled the hem of my dress up to show off my entire leg and hip stopping just short of my panties on my hips. 

Jon was encouraging me. Telling me how sexy I was. Telling me what a naughty girl I was taking pictures for man I'd never met. It was all turning me on. We sat down and went through the pictures. We sent Dave 5. We got a response almost right away.

He started off telling me how sexy I looked and how lucky Jon was. Then he went to each picture and told us what he liked best. He liked that I wanted to take pics and show off for him. He said he also liked my naughty side. 

All this was too much. I unzipped Jon's pants, straddled his cock. Pulled my thong aside and just started fucking him. Jon started talking to me. 

"So you liked showing off for Dave. I bet you'd like to show him how naughty, even slutty you can misbehave." 

He told me that Dave had sent him a cock pic and that Dave was big and thick. He kept on telling me how much he'd like to see that big cock split my pussy. I could see it in my head. Fucking Dave, feeling full, watching Jon. I Came. A great orgasm. So wet I had to throw both the panties and the dress into the wash. Next day when Jon was at worked I sneaked a peak at his email and found the picture of Dave's cock. It would definitely fill me up. 

One day I was putting on a cute thong. As I did I asked Jon if he thought Dave would like them. 

Jon responded with, "Let's see."

He took a few pics from the waist down of me in my thong from the back and front. 

Again the response was quick. Dave said he loved the thong. He complimented my ass and my legs. This time a bit more forward. He said he wanted to rip the thong off me and for me to wrap my legs around him while he fucked me silly. 

He said he could picture me on my knees, face down on the bed, ass in the air, the thong pulled down over my ass but still wrapped around my thighs and him plunging his cock in me from behind. Both those images went through my mind. They both made me tingle. I could see that as I read the responses out loud Jon was getting hard too. 

After that we took pics every few days. It definitely turned us on seeing the responses. I would show off my dresses. I would sometimes pull them up to show off the panties I was wearing. One time I took pictures in just a wife beater and a thong. In a couple I was pantiless in a dress. I would pull the dress up to show off my naked ass. 

Taking the pics turned me on. Knowing I was turning on this stranger and Jon was a win win. Jon and I fucked almost every day. He would tell me what a sexy slut I was. I was loving it when he said it. He would say he couldn't wait to see me give away my tight little pussy. I told him if he was good I might let him watch when I do. 

The weekend was coming up. We had no plans Saturday. Out of the blue Jon said, "Let's meet Dave." 

My stomach fluttered. This is the guy we'd been fantasizing about. This is the guy I'd been showing off too. He's the guy that owned that big cock. 

I knew I should say no, but I said, "OK."

That night Jon and I fucked like never before. He kept telling me what a slut I was for even considering meeting this man. Telling me how he wanted to watch me get fucked. How he wanted to see my lips wrapped around that big cock. All those images were going through my head and I was loving them. 

Saturday came and I was like a schoolgirl on a first date. I was pretty sure nothing would happen our first meeting, but still. I was looking for something to wear. I picked out a pink and purple lacy thong. One of Jon's favorites. 

Jon came in the room and said, "I bet Dave will love those." 

I thought about Dave seeing them. I put them on. I wasn't sure on a bra. 

Jon chimed in, "Don't wear a bra. I want him to see those sexy tits." 

I realized I wanted him to see them too. 

I pulled on a short skirt. It stopped an inch below my ass. It was loose so it flounced when I walked. For a top I picked out a short sleeve v necked pullover. It was loose enough that if I leaned forward you could see my tits. 

Jon grabbed me, kissed me, and told me I looked hot. He said he couldn't wait to be out with me and show me off. I was feeling sexy as hell. I knew strange men were going to be checking me out and that one of those men actually thought I might fuck him. I was already wet. 

We got in the car. The plan was to meet Dave at a local bar. As I sat I noticed how much my skirt slid up. If I moved even a little my panties would show. Jon moved his hand to my panties, pushed them aside and started playing with my pussy. 

"Wow," he said, "What's getting you so wet."

I just blushed. Truthfully, my mind was already back home with Jon and Dave getting fucked. Hard. I know I probably wouldn't do it, but that's what I was thinking about. 

We pulled into the parking lot, parked, and started walking towards the door. My legs felt uneasy. I was hanging onto Jon. I felt like running but knew I didn't want to.

We entered the bar. I looked anxiously around. The bar was not full. I saw Dave sitting in a booth. We walked over. Dave stood up to introduce himself. Next to me he seemed big. He had a big chest and shoulders. He was a head taller than me. My eyes were at his chest height. I had to look up to talk to him. 

He shook Jon's hand. He then looked at me and said, "you are 1000 times sexier in person." 

I liked the compliment and thanked him. 

He said, "Can I see the back? I am a total ass man." 

Without even thinking I turned around. I was looking straight at Jon. David said over my shoulder. "Your girlfriend has a sexy ass. I hope I get to see more of it." 

I wondered what Jon was thinking. 

Dave put his hands on my shoulders, kissed my forehead and said "you look amazing". 

To both of us he suggested we sit. I looked. The booth he had chosen was a rounded bench around a table. We all had to slide in. I slid in first, Dave on one side of me Jon on the other. 

The conversation actually flowed easily. Dave was funny, smart, attentive, but not creepy. He made me laugh while throwing in a ton of compliments. With each compliment he got a bit more intimate. Some compliments were to me. Some were to Jon about me.  

I actually felt hotter when he talked to Jon about me. I felt like someone who was going to be used and did not have a lot of power over it. The idea excited me. 

As we chatted Dave would touch my arm, my hand, my thigh. Each time he touched me I felt a jolt of electricity. As we talked his hand focused more and more on my leg. I looked at Jon. Jon also saw where Dave's hand was. Our eyes met. We both knew I wasn't moving Dave's hand. We both looked at Dave. He knew we were giving him the go ahead. He commented on how soft my thighs were. I thanked him and subconsciously spread my legs a bit. His hand slid up and down my leg grazing my pussy with each stroke. 

It was all driving me crazy. I decided to go to the rest room to breathe. When I got to the restroom I leaned against the counter and breathed. The reality is my panties were soaked. I could see my nipples hard against my blouse. I straightened my clothes and exited the restroom. Dave was standing there. 

All I could say was, "Hi." and shyly look at the ground. 

Dave put his hand under my chin and said, "You are sexier than I expected. Fucking you would be a gift from God." 

I was shocked. All I could say was, "thank you" 

Dave said, "I've been dying to see those panties you've been flashing all night." 

He stepped back from me. Looking me in the eye he said, "Show me." 

Being told what to do made my heart beat faster. We were standing in a hallway in front of the restrooms. Anyone could have walked by. Even knowing that I reached for the hem of my skirt. I pulled it up to my waist. 

He said, "Nice." and then motioned for me to turn around. "Very nice," He said. 

He took my arm, turned me to him and pulled me into his arms. I felt small in his arms. He looked down at me and kissed me. I kissed back. His hands dropped under the hem of my skirt and cupped my ass. As we kissed I wiggled my ass against his hands. 

The kiss ended and we walked back to the table. Dave had his arm around me the whole way. 

Dave looked at Jon and said, "I have a room across the parking lot. I'm taking your girlfriend. Would you like to come?" 

It sounded odd but the truth is I was going. I liked the way he said "your girlfriend". I hoped Jon would come too. 

We all headed over to the room. As soon as we got in Dave kissed me. Jon was right beside me. Dave nodded his head that way. Still in Dave's arms I gave Jon a passionate kiss. 

Dave then pulled my top off. Slowly he bent over and started sucking on my nipples. This was the third guy who'd sucked my nipples. This time my boyfriend was watching. It was surreal and hot. 

Dave looked at Jon, "Is she a good cock sucker?" 

Jon said, "yes."

Dave looked at me challenging me to prove it. I slipped to my knees, unzipped his pants and started sucking his cock. 

Jon went and sat down. All the time I was sucking his cock Dave asked me questions or talked to Jon. It felt odd but exciting. I felt like a sex toy. In fact at some point Dave called me a slutty little fuck toy. I liked it. 

He'd tell Jon how good I was, ask if Jon liked watching his little slut suck cock, and tell Jon how lucky he was to have this sexy little slut as his girlfriend. 

To me he would ask if I liked his cock, did I like sucking it in front of Jon, how did I feel on my knees with a strange cock in my mouth. 

I was getting off on answering his questions and listening to Jon answer. I felt free. I felt I could do anything. I could be as slutty/naughty as I wanted and no one would judge me. I was loving having this strange cock in my mouth. 

Dave pulled me up to my feet. He stood behind me. I was facing Jon. 

Dave said, "Take the skirt off." 

I unzipped it and let it fall to the floor.

Next he told me to walk over to Jon. I walked over in my heels and thong. When I got to Jon, Dave said to Jon "if you want me to fuck Your girlfriend take her panties off her." 

I was looking in Jon's eyes. I was hoping he'd do it and hoping he wouldn't. He reached out and pulled my thong slowly over my legs. 

He then looked at Dave and said, "Fuck the shit out of her." 

It was time. 

Dave came up behind me. He lifted my arms and put them on Jon's shoulders. I was bent at the waist. My face inches from Jon's. I felt Dave's cock push against my pussy. I had had a hard time getting my lips around the tip. I could feel its size splitting my pussy. Jon could see me suck in my breath as Dave entered me. 

As Dave buried himself all the way in me I let out an, "Oh my god." 

Here I was filled with the 3rd and biggest cock I'd ever felt, being bent over my boyfriend and looking in his eyes. God it was hot. I was all nerves, every part of me vibrating. 

Dave said, "Ask Jon what he thinks of his slut now." 

I did as I was told. I got into it. 

"What do you think? Is this the slut you wanted me to be? Being fucked from behind by a stranger while looking in your eyes? Is it turning you on? I hope so, because it's really turning me on and I am pretty sure this will not be the last time you see me fucked."

Jon grabbed my hair, pulled my face close and kissed me. 

Dave kept pounding my pussy from behind. I felt the start of my first orgasm. 

"Oh my god Jon, I'm cumming. Your slutty little girlfriend is cumming all over a strangers cock." 

The orgasm ripped through me. My knees buckled. David caught me and carried me to the bed. 

Jon came over to the bed 

To me Dave said, "Get your ass up." 

I didn't have to be told twice. I got on my knees with my ass up in the air. Jon was sitting off to the side of us. Dave climbed on the bed behind me and started fucking me. Jon told me later he could see Dave's cock, covered with my juices, sliding in and out of me. 

Dave continued to tell me what a good fuck I was. I liked it. I wanted to be the best fuck he ever had. I grunted and moaned with each thrust. It was not long before I had my second orgasm. Dave felt it and stopped fucking me. 

"Turn around," Dave said. 

I turned. My face was now facing his cock all covered with my juices. 

"Suck it you slut." 

I did. I wanted to make him cum. I wanted it in my mouth, on my face, on my tits. As I sucked him I starting begging him to cum. 

"Cum for me," I begged. "Where do you want to cum? In my mouth? On my face? No ones ever fucked my ass. Do you want to fuck my ass and cum in it?" 

At hearing that Jon's mouth dropped open. He'd asked me to try anal, I'd always say no and here I was offering it to a stranger." 

Dave liked that idea. "Give me that virgin ass," he ordered. 




My First Time as a Shared Wife



I turned again. This time facing Jon. I put my ass in the air. Dave got behind me. He started probing my pussy with his fingers and spreading my juices on my tight assbud. 

I looked at Jon. "Oh my god Jon. This guy is going to fuck my virgin ass before you." 

As I said it Dave started probing my ass with his thumb. 

Jon pulled out his cock and started stroking it as he watched. 

"Oh my God Jon, he's got his thumb in my ass. Do you think he can feel how tight it is? I can feel him stretching me out. Getting ready for his cock."

"What do you think," I said to Jon. "Is this what you wanted? You can watch your girlfriend get her ass tucked for the first time? 

Jon just smiled. He started jerking his cock in earnest. I told him to come closer. He did. I grabbed his cock and started sucking it. 

I looked back at Dave. "Do it. Make my ass yours." 

My pussy was so wet the juices he spread on me had my ass well lubricated. He pushed the head in. I stopped moving. I felt Jon's cock in my mouth but I did not move. 

I felt my ass stretching. It hurt, but felt good at the same time. He stopped and waited for my ass to relax. Jon watched, stroking his cock, jacking off with my mouth around his cock, as slowly Dave buried his cock in my ass.

"Oh my god Jon. I've never felt this full. I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum with Dave's cock in my ass." 

Saying that. Feeling Dave's cock all the way up my ass. I came. I came hard. 

I started screaming. "Fuck my ass. Fuck it hard. Fuck my virgin ass. Give me your cum. Fill my virgin ass with your cum." 

I started fucking Dave's cock with my ass more than he was fucking me. As much as I tried I could not keep Jon's cock in my mouth. 

Jon watched. I could see him jerking off. I reached for his other hand and he took mine. I came again. As I did I screamed telling Jon that Dave's cock in my ass was making me cum. 

I saw Jon start to spasm. 

"Do it Jon. Cum on me. Cum on me while I get my ass fucked."

That was is for John. I could feel his hot cum on my face and back. I came again. 

I felt Dave start to stiffen. I knew he was about to cum. 

"Cum in me. Fill my ass." 

He did. I could feel it squirt in me. As he kept fucking me I felt some start to drip out my ass. 

Dave pulled out of me. I got off the bed. Jon was sitting on the floor. I straddled him. My ass in his face. 

"See it baby? Look. There's another man's cum dripping out my ass." 

Jon kissed both my ass cheeks. I went back to the bed, took Dave's cock in my mouth and started licking and sucking it clean. I could feel him getting hard again.

Between Jon and Dave the next 6 hours were a blur. A very satisfying blur. 

On the way home i had a face covered with cum and smelled like sex. 

"Well Jon, was it like you imagined." 

Jon looked at me and said, "Better."

I laughed. I laid back in my seat, pulled my dress up, and started playing with my cum soaked pussy. 

As I did, I said to Jon, "I wonder if your friends want to fuck me."



My First Time as a Woman



My wife has gone away for the weekend and I am so excited about my plan for the next 24 hours I can hardly contain myself. I feel like cumming right now just thinking about it, but then that would spoil my plans.

I check into the hotel at 4.00pm, two hours before the pre-arranged rendezvous. I had already painted my toe nails a deep luscious red and had visited a nail bar and had false nails attached to all of my fingernails, I was so embarrassed, yet at the same time, so excited as the young girl expertly attached each acrylic nail. The nails were long and matched the same colour as previously applied to my toes. I blushed bright red when the girl asked me why I was having such feminine nails attached and whilst I wanted to tell the truth I only managed to stammer some lie about going to a fancy dress party!....My heart almost stopped when she laughed and told me these acrylic nails were permanent, at least until the grow out! I hope she was joking, though I don't think she was!

In my hotel room I run myself a hot bubble bath. I strip out of my trousers and T-shirt awkwardly, still trying to get used to my new fingernails. I step into the bath and begin to soak. After soaking for a few minutes I reach for the shaving gel and squirt it into my palm, I smooth the gel all over my legs. Reaching for my razor I start to shave my legs, marvelling at how smooth and silky my skin is after the razor has done its work. Smiling with pleasure I continue to shave the rest of my body. After soaking for a few more minutes in the hot water I step out and towel myself dry, my cock rock hard as my long red finger nails move across my smooth silky body.

I walk into the bedroom and carefully unpack my suitcase, laying out all of the sexy clothing on the bed. Firstly, I pick up the black, glossy stockings and being extremely careful not to snag them I gather them up and pull them up my smooth legs, absolutely loving the feeling of the nylon against my silky soft legs. 

I glance in the mirror and smile widely as I check out my long stockinged legs, without further ado I pick up a black bra and place my arms through the straps before expertly attaching the hooks behind me. Stuffing the cups with water filled balloons I let them settle into position before picking up a boned corset. Sucking in my waist I fasten the corset up the front and then lace it tightly, therefore creating a sexy female hourglass figure. My breath was short now due to the restraints of the corset, I attach the garters at the front and back of both stockings.

I pick up a black silky thong, step into it and pull it up my long, feminine, nylon clad legs. Tucking my cock inside the front and pulling the string tight up my ass.

Shaking with excitement now I pick up the tight red mini dress from the bed. I pull the dress up my now feminine frame and zip it up. Again I admire my new self in the mirror and gasp at how sexy I look from the neck down. I run my long red finger nails over my new curves as I bend down to pick up my 4 inch stiletto heeled sandals and placed them carefully on my feet. Another look in the mirror I love how my legs and ass are redefined and shaped by the heels, I also notice that my dress is so short that any bending over and my panties are clearly on show and when standing up straight my stocking tops are plainly in view! This dress leaves nothing to the imagination.

I look at my watch, 5.00pm and I am beginning to look like a total slut, but I am not finished yet. I sit down at the dressing table, placing the long blonde wig on my head I brush it out, straightening the fringe and making sure there are no snags as my new hair falls down over my shoulders and to the middle of my back. I pick up a hair band and loosely tie my hair away from my face, to allow me to do my makeup.

Trying to stop my hands shaking I open my makeup bag and find my foundation. I lay it on thickly, covering my face in a honey brown liquid, which quickly dries to a soft, seamless matte effect, hiding any blemishes and creating a very feminine base to my face. I pick up a pair of long false eyelashes and carefully glue them to my eyelids; I repeat the process with the bottom lashes. Picking up my mascara I apply thickly to both top and bottom lashes and grin as I bat my now sexy long lashes. I apply lots of eyeliner and silver / grey eye make up giving myself very sexy, fuck me now eyes. Now for my favourite part, glossy red lipstick, I pucker my lips and thickly paint it on and almost cum as my lips start to shimmer. I blow myself a kiss before applying pink blush to my cheeks.

For a few finishing touches I put a pair of large gold hoop earrings on, a wide choker round my neck, a gold necklace and some bracelets and rings on my fingers. Finally, I let my hair down, lightly shake my head and smile seductively as my lips glisten in the light with my hair cascading sexily across my shoulders. Fuck me I thought, I would!

I stand up and practice walking like a lady in my four inch heels, tottering back and forth in the room, unable to take my eyes from the mirror. I look wonderful, like a complete slut, a whore ready to be screwed all night long! Which was quite luck really, as that is the plan!!

I look at the clock, 5.55pm. Oh my god, I thought, only five minutes left. I sprayed myself in perfume and continue to pace the room, waiting for the knock on the door, which I was dreading, whilst at the same time horny from excitement beyond compare. I had been cross dressing since I was a teenager and never before had I let anyone see me 'en femme', I had fantasized about this moment for over half of my life and now, because of my Master, who I know only as ER, my dreams were about to be realized. 

What will happen? How will I react? What will she make me do? All of these questions are running through my head when....

Knock, knock, knock, at the door

My heart skips a beat, I inadvertently break into a cold sweat, I start to panic, think about not answering the door, I walk up to the door and just stand there, frozen, unable to open it, unable to breath...

Knock, knock, knock

"Who is it?" my voice is a whisper, a nervous shaking whisper.

"Are you going to open the door Stephanie, or should I get the concierge to open it for me?" the voice is female, and very sexy

On being called Stephanie I snap out of my trance and force myself to open the door. My hand unlocks the door and I tentatively ease the door inwards, as the door opens fully we both stand there, observing each other. The woman in front of me is gorgeous, everything I had dreamed of. She is about 5'8", has brunette hair, 34D breasts and is seriously curvaceous. She is dressed in a very sexy red evening dress which hugs her sexy body, the hem stops mid thigh (a lot lower than mine). Her make up is sexy, she is sultry, sexy, and classy, she was making me feel like such a dirty slag in comparison. 

After a few seconds of checking me up and down the sexy lady in front of me smiles at me as she enters the room and places a small suitcase on the queen size bed..."well well, aren't you the hot slut then Stephanie" she grins "looking like that you cant fail but get screwed tonight!"

I smile back "I err, yes Miss...Thanks Miss...err......what shall I call you Miss?"

"Mistress is fine." She replied

"Ok Mistress" I responded

"Good girl" she said as she took me by the hand. Before I knew what was happening we walked out of the room hand in hand and walked down the corridor towards the elevator. Whilst I am fairly well practiced at walking in heels I could not keep up with my new Mistress, and all I could do was totter alongside.

"Where are we going?" I ask on the way to the elevator

"To the bar, for a drink" 

"The.....the bar" I am panicking now "what! You are taking me to the public bar dressed like this.....you can't!" My voice is erratic, my fear audible.

"I can....and I will" came the reply, "anyway, you said you wanted to be humiliated...its too late to change your mind now...and, if you are going to talk may I suggest you at least try to use a feminine voice, at the moment it is so obvious what you are........a bloke dressed like a slag!" She practically spat the last bit, leaving no doubt at what she thought of that.

I walk alongside in silence, worried now, I had never practiced a female voice, had never thought I would need to. We approach the elevator and I press the down button, still admiring my sexy long fingernails as I press the button. After a few seconds the doors open, my heart stops as I notice the elevator is not empty....a young guy is inside, he is tall and, some might say, handsome, he is wearing a well fitted suit and looks like he is on his way out on a hot date. As my Mistress enters he nods in welcome with an admiring glance. Then his eyes notice me and I see them practically stick out on stalks as he drank me in. His grin widened and I could see he was making no attempt to hide the fact that he liked what he saw, in fact I am sure I saw a bulge appearing in his pants, but then again my dress does shout out fuck me now, I am desperate!

After what seems like a few hours, but in actual fact was just a matter of seconds we reached the ground floor, the guy in the lift strained to tear his eyes off me and leave the lift. I just smile at him as he walked away, turning back a number of times to keep checking me out. Wow, I thought, maybe I am passable as a female.

"Do all guys react to girls like that?" I ask my Mistress as we walked towards the bar.

"Oh, believe me, that was tame....In an outfit as daring as what you're wearing you were lucky not to be raped on the spot!" she smiled at me and her smile widened as she saw my face flush.

I wondered what I had got myself into as we walked across the marble reception floor and our heels made that loud clicking sound as we made our way to the bar. I was very aware that of the heads turning and their eyes following us as we entered the public bar. I would never have done this alone, it felt as thought he whole of the hotel was in the bar, and every pair of eyes looking at me, I inadvertently started playing with the hem line of my dress and tried to pull it down over my stocking tops, though I am sure all I succeeded in doing was highlighting the fact that my dress was way too short!

My Mistress sat at the bar and motioned for me to sit next to her, as ladylike as possible I perched on the edge of the seat and swivelled my legs under the bar, attempting to limit the number of people that would get a view straight up between my legs. I think I was quite successful and smiled as my Mistress orders two large gin and tonics. After a few more gins I start to relax a little and almost begin to enjoy my surroundings, when my Mistress puts a wrapped gift in front of me.

"What's this?" I ask

"A gift from Master ER" she grins a wicked, knowing grin and I fear to open it already. "Go ahead, open it sexy"

I pick up the package, it is a small box carefully wrapped, I have difficulty opening the wrapping due to my false nails but after some perseverance I get one end open. After a little more struggling the box slides out of the wrapping and to my astonishment I am staring at a clear but plug, I look around the bar to see who else has noticed what I have just been given, I cant decide if people are talking about me or not. I look back to my Mistress who is looking at me with interest and seems to be enjoying watching me squirm in my public humiliation.

"OK Stephanie, here is your first instruction, you are to go to the ladies room and insert your new toy into your ass, then return to your seat next to me!"

I think about refusing but quickly decide any alternative is much worse, a stand up argument in a busy bar over a glass but plug, I don't think so. I pick up the plug and without muttering a word make my way over to the ladies room. Again, the looks and whispers as I move across the bar, men looking at me with longing, women shaking their heads in disgust, I just head straight for the toilet.

I pushed open the toilet door and to my relief found it empty; I entered a cubicle and locked the door behind me. 

As soon as I lock the door to the cubicle I start to shake, I am close to tears, and I can't stop myself. My dream is coming true and I am so confused that I am cracking up. I have never been so scared in all my life and I just know it is going to get a whole lot more exciting as the night goes on. Gathering myself together, I take the plug out of its box and find it to be quite slippery where it must have been pre-lubed. On closer inspection I see that there is some mechanism inside the plug, though there are no buttons or wires to a controller, just a clear plug which is about 3 inches long and over an inch wide at its widest point.

I place it on the side and carefully hitch up my dress, pulling the string of my panties out of the crack of my ass and moving it to the side, which is no easy feat with long fingernails. I pick up the plug, bend over the toilet and slowly ease it inside my ass. I feel my ass filling up slowly whilst at the same time my sphincter is stretched wider and wider. I start to apply more pressure and the plug sinks deeper and deeper inside me until I feel as though it won't go any further; I make a last push on the plug and gasp as my ass sucks it in and closes around the base, holding it snugly in place. 

Standing up straight I replace the string of my thong along the crack of my ass, which further holds the plug inside me. As I straighten I feel the plug moving and I know I will not be able to forget that it in a hurry!

Just at that moment the door to the toilet opens and I hear a couple of girls giggling and laughing as the enter the cubicles, my heart racing again I pull my dress down, wait for the cubicle doors to close and walk out of the toilet back into the bar. OH MY GOD, every step I take I can feel the anal plug burrowing deep inside me, I try to walk back to my seat as normally as possible but I am not sure what normal is in four inch heels and an ass that feels like it is about to burst.

Finally I make it back to my seat and slide in next to Mistress Leane, "ughhhhh, fucking hell!!!!" I try not to scream aloud as I inadvertently sit down on the plug, thus pushing it even deeper inside me, which I hadn't thought possible!"

"So, it's in then honey" a statement, not a question, said rather too loudly for my liking. I just nod. She grins and lightly strokes my leg. "Time for the fun to begin then!" She laughs out loud as she clocks the terror in my eyes.

My Mistress orders two more large gin and tonics and handed one to me, we both drink, me a little too quickly, but I am so nervous.

"So Stephanie, why don't we play a little game?" that mischievous grin again "It's called truth or dare, you have probably heard of it!" I am feeling quite light headed now 

"Sure" I reply "truth please"

"Truth huh", she is silent for a moment "OK Stephanie, Have you ever......" she laughs loudly, after composing her self she looked me in the eyes and tried again, "Have you ever fallen off your seat, in a busy bar, whilst dressed like a complete fucking cum slut, screaming in ecstasy because of a vibrating plug in your ass?"

"No,.... of course not....what sort of question is that?" Then the penny dropped "Oh my god.........what.......VIBRATING......please no....no...not here.....I beg you......pleeeeaaaasssseeeeee!!" As I was begging I notice a small remote device in her hand, my begging became desperate.

"NOOOOO....please no, I will do anything, just not here.......too many people watching...." With that I saw her fingers flick a switch on the remote and almost instantly I jump as I feel a dull whirring deep inside my ass. Shaking my head and biting my lower lip I realize no amount of begging was going to deter my Mistress, only now do I realize what she meant by fun.

Another notch - the whirring increases inside me and it feels as if the plug is expanding, I grip the bar with both hands as the plug inside me starts to hit the right buttons. I start to shake and break into a light sweat as small waves of pleasure start to ripple through me.

Another notch – I can focus on nothing else other than the vibrating inside my ass, my whole body feels like it is vibrating as the pleasure intensifies. I look up at my Mistress pleading with her to stop; she is still laughing at me as her fingers flick the switch again.

The plug expands again, now my knuckles are white as I grip the bar so tightly. My body is trying to expel the intruder, but it won't move. I start to pant and moan in pleasure, I know where I am but I can't help myself, squirming in my seat, and crossing and uncrossing my long sexy legs, nothing will relieve the pressure inside. In a cold sweat now my whole body starting to spasm in waves of ecstasy, I look at my Mistress and see her hand move for the remote.

"NO PLEASE DON'T, I CAN'T TAKE ANY MORE PLEASE, NO MORE" I hadn't realized I had shouted. The whole bar was now in silence looking at me. I no longer cared, I couldn't care, and my whole world was consumed by the pleasure generated by the vibrator in my ass. 

My Mistress moves the dial again, I start to scream, my body in involuntary spasm, sweat pouring off me, tears running down my cheeks.

"That's half way" I vaguely heard her, 

"Half way!, no, half way, it couldn't be."

Two more notches – That is too much, I could no longer control myself, I try to stand, to run to the toilet and remove it, my legs no longer worked and I fall off my heels and land in a heap on the floor. Once on the floor I start to crawl towards the ladies toilets.

Another fucking notch – I could no longer crawl! I was just a quivering mess of pleasure on the floor of a busy bar, I feel like I am about to pass out when I cum, right there on the floor, like never before, I feel cum exploding from me, spurt after spurt after spurt. I am writhing on the floor, moaning, crying out in pleasure and in pain. 

I was sobbing, squirming when I notice the vibrating had stopped. Just like that it stopped, I relaxe, my breathing heavy, I start taking deep breaths, recovering slowly as the last few waves of pleasure leave me. I suddenly realize where I was; I stand up, my legs still shaking. I am so embarrassed, humiliated, and my Mistress is nowhere to be seen, she has gone.

I walk out of the bar trying to ignore all the laughing. Click click click again as my heels hit the marble floor on the way to the elevator. My hands shaking as I push the button, the doors open and I step inside. On the way up I look in the mirror, my make up is smudged and there is a large wet stain on the crotch of my dress. The doors open and I walk along the corridor wondering if my Mistress has left, where she has gone. I get to the door and remember I have no key, she had it. I knocked on the door, no answer; I tried again louder this time.

"Who is it?" She is in there, I thought

"Stephanie" I call through the door

"Who?" 

"Stephanie" I practically shouted. 

"Hello my sexy little slut" she says as she opens the door just a little "so, let me ask you again... have you ever fallen off your seat, in a busy bar, whilst dressed like a complete fucking cum slut, screaming in ecstasy because of a vibrating plug in your ass?"

I laughed "yes Mistress, I have"

The door opens. My jaw drops, this is far from over I think as I look at her new outfit. She is wearing a sexy red PVC catsuit which looks as if it was painted on, but that is not what has me excited, again. Strapped to her crotch is a long black cock. A rubber strapon which is at least 8 inches long and pointing straight at me. I gulp as she pulls me in the room and slams the door behind me. She removes my cum stained dress and sits me down on the edge of the bed, before I know what is going on my hands are cuffed behind my back. 




My First Time as a Woman



With my hands secured my Mistress sits in front of me and starts to touch up my makeup, my cock is hard again as she expertly reapplies my makeup. After a few minutes she is done and she stands me up and immediately makes me kneel in front of her, the big black strapon pointing straight at my face.

"Your Master ER tells me you have been practising" with no further ado the tip of the rubber cock is resting on my lips, she applies a little more pressure until I have no option but to open my mouth and let it in. The cock slides into my mouth slowly, deeper and deeper until it hits the back of my throat, I gag. All my training at home in preparation for this moment, and I gag.

"Come on slut, you can do better than that"

She slides the dick out of my mouth, and slowly back in again, this time as it slides deeper I am prepared, I rest it on my tongue, start to breath through my nose as the tip slides down my throat. She is very gentle and inch by inch the cock slides in, I can feel it sliding deeper into my throat. Concentrating not to gag the cock keeps sliding down until eventually it is all the way in. 

"well done my cock sucking whore" she says as she pats me on the head, she then takes my head between her hands and starts to move the strapon in and out of my throat, slowly at first, then building up a rhythm, after a while I am being totally face fucked and there is nothing I can do about it with my hands cuffed behind me.

"Very good you fucking horny cum slut, you really do know how to suck cock properly don't you" I nodded very slightly "and you love it too, don't you" again I nodded very slightly. After a few intense minutes of having my face fucked she slides out of me, she lets go of my head and pulls me up to my feet. She moves me across the room and manoeuvres me so I am stood up against a table and told to spread my legs, not being in a position to argue I do as instructed, my ankles are tied to the table legs with rope. When she is finished I try to move, I can't. I am completely unable to close my legs and I am scared again. Especially when she turns the but plug on again, only two notches before she puts it down again. Even still, it is enough to work me up again.

I am then pushed across the table and lowered so that my body is flat across the table top. The table is not very wide and my head is clear of the table top. My hands are un-cuffed and retied to the two remaining table legs. I am now completely and utterly helpless.

My mistress comes round the front and again feeds the strapon into my mouth, this time I don't gag and it slides straight down my throat, breathing through my nose again she leaves it in position for a few seconds. My mouth is full of cock and my ass is stuffed and vibrating, my cock is so hard it is hurting. After a few minutes she stops, steps back and let the cock slide back out of my mouth.

She then walks round the table so that she is standing behind me; I feel her hands stroking my smooth legs, inside my open thighs, her hands stroking my ass, I feel my panty elastic get tight as her hands pull the string out of my crack. Just as I was enjoying her light sensual touch I feel a sharp pain as she pulls my panties hard until the elastic snaps. I feel my Mistress' fingers moving up my inner thighs again inching towards my ass, I feel her fingers grip the plug inside my ass and twist it. I feel my ass stretching as the plug is slowly pulled from inside me. Once past its widest point it practically fires out of my ass. It is sp wonderful to be free of it at last; it had been in me for ages and now I feel empty.

But not for long, almost as soon as the plug was out of me I feel another head pushing against me. I knew it was the strapon, it had to be. I just lay there, what else could I do, I feel more pressure applied, this is bigger than the plug. Much bigger. 

I feel my mistress' hands on my hips as she pulls herself towards me, the pressure buids on my ass, I try to relax, more pressure, more and more until my ass relents and the tip of the strapon slides inside me. 

"Arghhhhh, fucking hell" I gasp, "no", I screamed. It feels so big, so wide, I am so full, short breaths as I try to get used to the girth. 

"Ohhhhhhhhh, yesssss" My mistress starts to apply more pressure and the cock starts to sink further and deeper into my ass.

"Oh my god, yes yes yes" deeper and deeper

"Ooooohhhhh god, how big is that fucking thing" I am panting now and still it is sinking further into me. Her hands grip my hips hard and with one final hard thrust I feel My Mistress' thighs slap against mine. It is all the way in I had never felt so full in all my life. 

She then lay on top of me, her weight pushing me hard onto the table; I feel her hips gyrating and the strapon slowly moving in and out of my ass, the feeling is wonderful, I wanted to move against her, but I couldn't move at all and that made the feeling even more exciting. I was completely and utterly at My Mistress' mercy and she was fucking me harder and harder.

She climbed down off of me, without the cock sliding out of me and started to pump in and out of my ass, gripping hold of my hips hard she was thrusting into me so hard I started to scream with the pleasure

"OHHHH, AHHHHH, YESSSSS, BABY FUCK ME FUCK ME HARD...HARDER"

She took me at my word and started to ram herself into me, I started to moan.

"That's it you little bitch, moan like the little slut that you are! You little fucking girl,"

"Maybe you should experience a real cock, if mine isn't enough for you" with that she pulled out from me and I could here her behind me, though I could not make out what she was doing. 

"What....why have you stopped, why...."I was sounding desperate now "please, fuck me, harder. Please" I tried to turn around to see what was going on but I was tied too tight. 

After a few minutes I felt the strapon being inserted back into my willing asshole, but something was different, My Mistress was no longer wearing it, she pushed it all the way inside me and then buckled it to me, I was full again, and I loved it, but what was she doing. She walked back in front of me and I saw she was carrying a ball gag which she placed into my mouth and buckled tightly behind my head. After this she put a blindfold over my eyes and again fastened this behind my head. Unable to now speak, see or move all I could do was lie there and wait for My Mistress' next move.

"I am going back to the bar" she announced "don't you go anywhere my sexy little cum slut; if you are well behaved I may just bring back a present or two for you!" With that I heard the door open and a second later it closed, Hard.

"Mpfhgggggg grhmfffffff" I tried to call out after her but no noise came out. I was alone, helpless, dressed like a whore and tied to a table in a hotel room. I started to struggle, to try to get free, it was no use at all. Then I started to think about what she had said....a present, or two....no....she can't. no, not that.. she cant mean.....no....surely not.

After about an hour I heard a key in the door and the door swing open. 

"Stephanie you fucking slut" my Mistress sounded drunk, "I hope you have been behaving yourself" she laughed at her own joke, knowing full well I had no choice but to lie where I was and await whatever fate awaited me. I heard voices, my Mistress, yes, but more than that, she was talking and laughing...I focused on the voices and heard what sounded like more than one male voice. The door closed and I could clearly make out two separate male voices as well as my Mistress. Before I had an opportunity to decide what was going on I felt my legs being stroked again...soft smooth hands running up my smooth stockinged legs. I felt the straps holding the strapon in place being loosened, and then released. The rubber cock was slowly pulled out of my ass, the feeling of release as it slowly passed out of my rear passage was sensational.

Then without warning I felt my Mistress' hands cupping my balls, then squeezing, not too tightly but tight enough. My cock was hard, as it had been all night and she started to stroke it, her hand gripping it firmly and stroking up and down its shaft, the relief was incredible after being shackled to the table with absolutely no contact for so long. After a few minutes of this she stopped. I moaned into the ball gag, but no noise registered, I needed to cum. I heard more noises behind me, in front of me and beneath me and could only wonder at what was going on. After a few minutes I felt my Mistress' hand back on my ever rigid cock, then I felt a wetness on the tip, my foreskin pulled back and kisses planted on the sensitive head of my swollen member. A few more seconds and I felt her mouth enveloping the head, sliding down the shaft, her hand squeezing my balls.

"hmfhhhhh, arhghhhhh, yghhhhhhh" her tongue licking the head of my knob, I tried to thrust my dick deeper into her mouth, but I was still tied so tightly. She started to suck and kiss and lick like I had never experienced before. The pleasure was wonderful when suddenly my ball gag was removed. This was completely unexpected as I was lost in the pleasure of receiving a truly fantastic blowjob. 

Within a second of my mouth being freed of the ball I felt another object entering my mouth, this was warmer, wetter, although never tasted before I knew exactly what was being guided into my open mouth. It was an erect cock, seconds later my blindfold was removed and I was staring at a dick much larger than my own being fed into my mouth. I had no chance to react, and I had no option but to accept it. And so accept it I did, and my god I just looked down and watched as inch by inch this monster of a cock slid deeper and deeper into my mouth, breathing though my nose again as the head passed my tonsils and down into my throat. I couldn't believe it, the practice has paid off, I was deep throating and I loved it.

At the same My Mistress was now doing the same with my cock, I could feel the length of my dick pushing down inside her whilst at the same time she was squeezing my balls, the feeling was like nothing I had ever felt before until, suddenly, without warning I felt a pressure being applied to my anus again, though this time I new it wasn't a rubber cock. This was the real thing. I could feel every ridge of the penis sliding into me from behind, inch by wonderful inch I was being impaled, and I loved it.

I was being spit-roasted and deep throated at the same time. Again, I felt hands on my hips as a cock was thrust into me until I felt his balls hit mine and I knew he was all the way in. For a few seconds that's how we remained. A cock deep in my ass, another deep in my throat and mine deep in my Mistress' throat. Then, in unison, all three started to screw me, slowly at first, long deep rhythmical strokes, then picking up the pace, faster and faster. Harder and harder until I could take no more, but I had long ago discovered tonight wasn't about where I thought my limits were. 

"Do you like that you little fucking whore" that was the guy with his cock in my mouth

"You like being fucked like a little girlie slut, don't you" That was the other guy with his cock in my ass.

I was taken way beyond anything I thought humanly possible; all three of them were fucking me deeper and harder, faster and faster. I knew I was about to cum, and I could do nothing to stop it, just then I heard both guys starting to moan, the pace stepped up yet another gear in what I recognised as I final spurt. And that was it, firstly I felt the cock in my mouth starting to twitch, at the same time the cock in my ass was thrust in to the hilt one last time before I felt it withdrawn completely. Simultaneously I felt what seemed like gallons of hot spunk emptied down my throat into my stomach, whilst spurt after spurt of cum was deposited on my ass.

This was too much for me and seconds later I was shooting my own hot spunk into my Mistress' mouth and throat.

For the next few minutes all I could feel was hot liquid running over my ass and down my legs as well as spilling out of my mouth and rolling down my chin.

Then, completely and utterly spent, I passed out...........



.......Knock Knock

I woke up; the sun was streaming in through the window. I was relived that I was no longer tied to the table, I was lying on the queen size bed, the covers had been removed and I was on my back, I was still dressed in stockings, bra and my corset, and my heels had been removed. And I was alone.

I tried to move, to get up and answer the door, I couldn't. My wrists and ankles were tied to the four corners of the bed, spread-eagled.

Knock Knock.

I stayed silent, hoping whoever it was would go away so that I could work out how to untie myself and go home.

The door opened, it must be my Mistress I thought... I was wrong, into the room walked a stranger, a woman, in a maids uniform. It was the hotel maid, come to clean the room. 

She looked at me for a few seconds deciding what to do......then she smiled and locked the door..........................



My First Time at a Club



As I entered this club with my friend Tara and looked around, it was more amazing than I had ever imagined. This club was very popular and I waited for what seemed like an eternity for my 18th birthday so I could finally get in. We paid the cover charge and the bouncer put wrist bands on us to indicate we weren't allowed to be served alcohol before letting us in.

There had to be 1000 people in the club. I had spent quite a long time deciding what to wear and how I should do my hair. I settled on a tight fitting skirt and low cut blouse that accentuated my cleavage. The shopping trip with Tara for my new bra really worked with my blouse. I really wanted to blend in and luckily the outfit I selected seemed to work out. 

We made our way to the bar and grabbed a couple drinks for us. Trying to look all sophisticated and mature we stood in the crowd swaying to the music that beat at our chests. There were tables and couches surrounding an enormous dance floor, but they were all full. 

After making our way around the club we settled against a small wall with a ledge for our drinks amongst the tables. Two guys smiled at us from a nearby table and we smiled back. Instantly one of the guys got up and walked to us to invite us to their table. 

Anxious to sit, I nodded, "Okay," before making our way to our their table

I don't remember their names, but we will call them Jeff and Mark. I was sitting beside Mark who was in a full leg cast up to his thigh. It was a good ice breaker as he explained the story of how he broke his leg and all the inconveniences that come along with a full leg cast. 

Jeff and my friend got up and wandered out in to the crowd to dance. 

"Sorry." he said pointing at the cast on his leg. 

"I would love to be dancing with you." He said with a smile.

"That's okay. I'm cool just hanging out talking." I smiled back.

Mark was really cute and flirted openly with me. An order of drinks arrived and he pushed one towards me. I pointed at my new bracelet with a pouty face.

"Don't worry about Grace. They don't walk around and check." He pushed the drink closer to me.

Jeff and my friend were back and forth throughout the night, but I really didn't notice much. They were having fun and so was I. At one point I recall Mark asked me to dance for him, so I stood up and danced at the end of the table while he watched and smiled. When I eventually sat, he pulled my face close to his and kissed me deeply. My heart raced and I gave my lips to him. As the night went on...we continued to make out. His hands cautiously wandered over my legs and back.

Inevitably dreaded words were spoken by the DJ that it was last call. 

The lights eventually came on blinding us as we waited for the majority of the crowd to leave before tried hobbling out on his crutches. We made our way to one of the waiting taxis and piled in. We had decided earlier that we would all go back to Jeff and Mark's apartment to keep the party alive. 

It was a small two bedroom and very evidently the home of two bachelors. Mark and I sat on the couch and he put his arm around me again. Jeff brought us all drinks and put music on. Marks hands began to wander on me again but this time less cautiously. 

I was shocked to have him trying to touch my breast through my blouse in front of people. I moved his hand away gently.

"Why don't I give you the tour?" he asked.

Naturally, that 'tour' took 30 seconds and ended in his room. Mark closed the door and made his way over to his bed.

"Why don't you come lay here with me?" Mark patted the bed beside him.

I walked over slowly and lay down beside him. His hand instantly met my thigh and slowly slid up under my skirt. He pulled my thigh and I straddled him as his hands made their way up to my ass as we kissed.

His fingers squeezed my ass cheeks slowly working their way over my pussy. Touching me through my panties he teased me causing electricity to shoot across my body. As we kissed I could feel him fumbling with his pants. 

His hand met mine and guided it to his hard cock. After stroking him for a bit I climbed off him to his side. Grabbing his swollen cock gain, I leaned over and kissed him. Mark's fingers pushed in to my pussy.

His other hand tangled itself in my long red hair firmly as we kissed. Finally breaking his kiss, I lowered my head to his waiting cock. I moved slowly down his chest until my face was inches from his cock. 

"Oh fuck yes!" he called out loudly. "Suck that cock for me gorgeous."

I squeezed his cock getting my first look at it as I slowly stroked it. The head was huge and purple. The shaft was thicker than head and my fingers barely touched when I grabbed it. Slowly stroking it, I felt his hand gently push my head closer until his cock was at my lips.

I kissed the head teasing him but he would have none of that. Thrusting his hips and pushing my head I got a mouth full of cock. At first he just held my head while he fucked my mouth slowly. He pushed it to the back of my mouth until I gagged, and then pulled it back just to do it again. 

He continued to fuck my mouth faster and faster. Every time I gagged he just held my head and fucked me faster; his cock head pounding the back of my throat. My eyes watered as I gagged on his fat cock. Pushing it to the back of my mouth he held me there and I started to struggle. 

Holding my head, he thrusted his hips pushing his cock down my throat. Tears rolled down my cheek as his cock began to fuck my throat. I gagged and struggled to breath, but he didn't seem to care.

Faster and faster he fucked my throat, never taking his cock out. I struggled to breathe through my nose as he used my throat as his personal fuck toy. His cock felt so huge. Afraid and excited he made me very confused. 

His cock felt like it was getting even bigger in my throat and before I knew it I felt his cock begin to pulsate. Mark's breathing got heavier.

Groaning loudly, Mark cursed, "Oh yeah, you good little slut! Take that fucking cum you little bitch."

Holding my head with my lips pressed to his pubic hair. Hi cock continued to pulse as he emptied himself down my throat. His breathing slowed and he held me there until I felt him soften. Slowly he released his grip of my head and his cock slid from my mouth leaving a taste of his salty cum in my mouth.

Smiling he looked at me and said "Thanks, I needed that, now you girls should probably get home."

I was in shock as he pulled the covers over himself and pointed me to the door. 

As I walked out dressing myself, it only took one look at Tara and she knew it was time to go. We grabbed our stuff and headed out the door. Tara gave me an inquisitive look as made our way home. I explained how confusing it had been with all the mixed emotions of fear and excitement.

Smiling at Tara, "I did learn how to deep throat though!"