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Stacey

By: Kirk482002



While getting a long weekend off from college, I was invited to a party by my friend, Sam, at his girlfriends' house. I was told to bring somebody, but having no one to bring, I brought beer instead. 

Sam had just started to date this girl, Lisa, and she was a party animal. Every weekend it was party time at Lisa's. I arrived a little early since I was bringing the refreshment, and bumped into a tall, olive completed, long black haired, curvy girl who was sporting a cast that ran up to the top of her thigh. She was beautiful. I mean beautiful like, 'Catharine Zeta Jones' with nice boobs, beautiful.

"Hey, hey, hey! Watch the injured and infirmed!" she said, as she started to laugh.

"I'm really sorry, uh," I said, as the beauty before me sank in.

"Stacey, and who might you be, bearer of my beverage of choice?" she said, as she grabbed a beer out of my arms.

"I'm Wayne," I said, regaining my composure.

"So, Wayne," she said, leaning up against a doorway. "Who are you with tonight?"

"I'm alone. I'm not seeing anyone right now," I replied, as I set the beer down on the kitchen table. "How about you?"

"I'm afraid I'm in the same boat as you. When I busted this thing," she pointed to her leg. "Mister wonderful dropped me."

"Because of that?" I said, unbelieving.

"Yeah. Now he has a blonde bimbo that can't count to five. Sooner or later he's going to get tired trying to explain everything to her," she said with a smirk. "Hey, let me catch up to you later, Wayne," she said, as she grabbed her crutches and wondered off to meet some newcomers to the party. I finished putting the beer in the fridge and sought out Sam.

I found him talking with Lisa and some other couples. I pulled Sam away and asked, "Do you know Stacey?"

"No, I don't. I think she's Lisa's friend." He pulled Lisa aside. "Hey, Lisa, what's with cast lady?"

"Stacey?" Lisa turned to look at me and said, "She's weird with a capital 'W'. She's into witchcraft. I didn't invite her. She must have tagged along with someone else."

"Witchcraft?" I asked, jerking a thumb in her direction.

"That's what I hear. If I were you I'd just forget you met her. There are other girls here that came solo like you," said Lisa, as she turned to talk to others.

Sam just gave me the 'whatever' shoulder shrug and went to get a beer.

I followed Stacey around the party at a discreet distance trying to pick up as much as I could about her, as she talked to others. I found that she had a tremendous sense of humor and loved to tell stories. She also seemed to have an infectious personality. Everyone was soon laughing and smiling when she came around to talk.

She turned and started to head in my direction. I tried to act like I wasn't watching her and she said, "Wayne? Can you get me a refill?" I got her one and opened it for her.

"My, aren't you the gentleman?" she giggled. "I guess by now you've heard all kinds of things about me. Mostly that I'm a witch."

"Well, not really..."

She put a finger to my mouth she said, "Don't lie. I don't like it when people lie, even if they are trying to be nice."

"Besides, I'm a white witch."

Silence.

"I can see from the expression on your face that I've just lost you. Black witches serve Satan. White witches are the opposite. We cast spells for good, love and health. That kind of thing."

"Is it a hobby?" I asked.

"No, it's a commitment. But for good not evil."

"I'm sorry, I just have to ask this question. If you cast spells of health and protection, how did you manage to bust your leg?" I asked, trying to keep a straight face.

"My ex boyfriend and I were skiing and I cast a protection spell on him. We both were in the same accident, but he was unhurt. I got this," she said, pointing to the cast.

"How long ago did this happen?"

"Four weeks this Sunday," she replied. "Enough about me, tell me about you."

I gave her a Reader's Digest condensed version of my teen life and got us a couple more beers.

We continued to talk and tell stories when all of the sudden she got an odd look on her face. 

"Can you help me get upstairs to the bathroom?" she asked.

"Sure," I said, startled at the change in subject.

I helped her up the steps the best I could and waited for her outside of the bathroom.

After a few minutes and a few thumps coming from the bathroom, I heard her say, "Wayne, do you think you could help me a second. This bathroom is so small, I can't use my crutches to get off the seat."

"Are you sure you don't want me to get Lisa?" I asked, not really wanting to go in there.

"No. I'll be the joke for the rest of the party and probably many more to come," she replied.

I closed my eyes, opened the door, and entered. I closed the door behind me, and reached out with my hand to find her. I felt her grab my hand and forearm with both of her hands. 

"Okay, 1, 2, 3, go," she said.

I pulled back and she got up and steadied herself.

"Are you okay now?" I asked with my eyes still closed.

"Yeah, thanks," she answered.

I turned and left the bathroom. A few minutes later she emerged.

"Sorry about that," she said.

"No problem," I replied.

I helped her back downstairs and found her a place to sit. At first she just looked at me. Then she said, "Someone earlier told me that you were a nice guy. I guess they were right. Any other guy here would have burst in, take a few pictures for posterity, and try copping a feel while helping me up. Thank you for helping me. I'm really glad I met you tonight. I hope we see each other more."

Before I could reply, a friend of hers came over and told her it was time to go. We exchanged phone numbers and she left.

That night when I got home, I had a raging hard on that took three wanking sessions to take care of. The whole time, I had the face of Stacey on my mind.

On Monday, I finished class and went to my part time job at a grocery store. I was sent out to a storage trailer outback to get some cases of 'Funny Face' drink mixes (remember them?). They were all the way up in the nose of the trailer. As I pulled them out, the freight shifted and collapsed on me. 

I waited for the pain and blackout to occur. It didn't. In fact, I was fine. I should have been crushed, or at least severely injured. Instead I was simply stuck. After an hour of yelling for help, someone in the store finally decided to go find out what happened to me. It took the better part of the evening to dig me out. They couldn't believe I wasn't hurt, either.

When I got home, I called Stacey to tell her what had happened. She was surprised as to what had happened but seemed totally unfazed by the fact that I was okay. She asked if we could get together some time that weekend, so we set a time on Saturday. That night I had another raging boner that simply would not go away, no matter how many times I wanked off. I went to bed exhausted.

That Saturday, as I was driving over to see her, I got caught in a police 'speed trap'. A middle-aged cop walks up to the car with his ticket book already out, pen in hand. That's never a good sign. I gave him my license and registration and insurance stuff. He stuck his head in the car and looked around. 

"Wayne, I caught you doing 35 in a 25 mile an hour zone. What do you have to say for yourself?" asked the cop.

"I'm sorry, I was daydreaming about a girl I was going to see a couple of streets over. I guess I failed to notice the change in the speed limit, sir," I said.

He looked hard at me for a minute or so and said, "Okay, I was a teenager too. You seem like a good kid. Just keep your eyes on the road and on the posted speed limit." 

He put his ticket book back in his pocket, handed me my ID's, and said, "Have fun." Then he gave me a wink, and walked back to his car.

I thought I was dead for sure. I drove on to Stacey's house, picked her up and we went to see 'Star Wars'. I told her about getting stopped by the cop, but she seemed nonplussed by me getting away with a warning.

After getting something to eat, I was taking her back to her house when she asked me to come in. She said her parents were in Florida visiting her aunt.

"I'm not sure if ..."

"Hey, I know you're a nice guy and all, but get your ass in the house."

With that type of logic being used, I had no choice. I helped her in and she wanted to change clothes. I sat in the den, waiting for her. After a few minutes, I noticed that I was getting another one of those monster erections. I put a pillow from the couch on my lap and tried to play innocent. When Stacey came out of her room, she was wearing a simple robe. I had a feeling that there was nothing on under that robe except the cast.

She sat down next to me on the couch. I don't know what type of perfume she had on, but she smelled nice. She had touched up the little bit of makeup she used, and was looking more beautiful than ever. She reached over to hold my hand. I looked down at her hand. It was smooth and soft to the touch. She had long fingers that ended with well-manicured nails that were actually her own.

"Thank you for tonight, Wayne. I usually have to fight guys off in the movies. I really had fun. So, tell me, anything else odd happen this week?" she asked, as she ran her hand up and down my arm.

I couldn't think of anything else so I said, "Not really."

"Oh," she said softly as she continued caressing my arm. "Nothing else?"

Things were beginning to get real uncomfortable in my crotch. I had to shift a little to allow my cock to move to a less confined position.

"Maybe if you think real hard, you'll remember something," she said, as she leaned over and gave me a soft kiss on the lips.

We began making out on the couch and I've got to say, she was a great kisser. She liked to giggle and say dumb things, like a little kid, as we broke off kisses, and it made me like her all the more. 

Soon it was 2 am and time for me to leave. I still had the hard on and I knew there was no way of getting out of the house without her noticing it. So I said my good byes and walked to the door as quickly as I could. That night, I wanked off so many times, that my cock was literally raw on Sunday.

That week, nothing of note happened with the exception of another rock solid boner on Wednesday night. I called Stacey a few times and she said that she wanted to go to a drive-in movie on Friday night (if you were born after 1980, you probably never were at one). They had some kind of triple creature feature for $4.00. She was going to bring the snacks and refreshments.

Friday night came and I picked her up. I had a huge '68 Buick station wagon and it got about 5 miles to the gallon. It had a back seat that you could adjust forward or back. When the back seat was furthest back, there was at least 5 feet from the back seat to the front seat. Perfect for Stacey to stretch out that cast of hers.

As we headed to the drive-in, Mr. Happy came to life. We sat in the back seat, made out, and kind of watched some of the movies. The whole while, my cock was thumping away in my jeans. It made for an uncomfortable evening. 

After that night, I started to realize that I really liked this girl. She wasn't weird. She was simply very outgoing. I found myself wanting to spend as much time with her as I could. I never did anything with her other than make out. I respected her too much. 

We continued to date. Stacey finally got her cast off. Spring arrived and graduation had come and gone. I had aced my finals and passed the CPA test on the first try. I had lost weight and was feeling better than I ever had in my life. Strange things continued to happen to me, like last Saturday. I was on the interstate doing 65 when the guy in front of me hit a bump in the highway and his rear bumper fell off. I had no time to react and ran right over the thing. It made a terrible crashing noise under the car. I pulled off to the side and got out, expecting the worst. There was no damage. Not even a scratch or a blown tire. Unbelievable. I also was still getting those monstrous hardons every couple of days and every time I was with Stacey. The more I saw of her, the more I found myself falling for her.

I got a great job at an accounting firm. I found an apartment, just minutes from my job. On the day I moved in, Stacey came over around dinnertime with some Chinese food and a bottle of wine. We sat on the floor and ate as she admired the view from the windows. I became aware that I did NOT have an erection for a change. It was nice to be able to act normally without having to hide the thing. After eating she helped me set up the bed and hook up the TV. We sat on the bed watching TV, when we started to fool around. After a few minutes, Stacey broke it off and started to talk.

"I usually don't date guys more than a few times. They always seem to show their 'jerk' side by then. I know for certain you're not a jerk. You're the nicest guy I've ever known. I've never felt this way about anyone before. I believe that I'm falling in love with you, Wayne," she said, petting the side of my face. 

Looking back into her eyes, I knew that I had already come to the same conclusion about her weeks ago. So I said, "I know I love you, Stacey."

We kissed again with more emotion than ever before, if that was even possible. She broke off the kiss and said, "I'll be back in a few minutes." She got off the bed, grabbed her purse and went into the bathroom.

As I waited for her, Mr. Happy woke from his slumber, and was soon thumping away.

She finally came out of the bathroom and was wearing a nightgown. I wasn't totally surprised by this, but I was surprised at just how totally beautiful she was. She had flawless skin, and a shape like a goddess.

She walked over to the bed and started to unbutton my shirt. She said nothing as she undressed me, and did so with slow deliberation.

Soon she got to my underwear. She had a problem getting them off because of how hard I was. She finally freed me, and my 9" cock was free to bob at the pace of my heart.

"Wow," she whispered as she took hold of me.

She laid me back on the bed and caressed my abdomen and cock as she kissed me on my chest. 

"How many girls have fallen victim to this club you have down here?" she giggled.

"Well, I've never gone all the way. The few girls that came this far, usually got scared by it, and that was the end of it," I said.

"You're kidding. Are you saying you're a virgin?" she asked unbelieving.

"I guess so." I replied, feeling stupid.

"No one has wanted to feel this weapon?" she asked, as she continued to stoke my abdomen and cock.

"Like I said, when they see it, they run."

"Well then, I'm going to make it worth the wait," she said.

She removed her nightgown and laid down beside me. I reached for her and felt the softness of her skin and the fullness of her breasts. She in turn was making short jerks on my cock, just under the head. It was having the desired effect, although too quickly. She kissing my neck and whispering that she loved me, when I decided I had to say something before it was too late. 

"Maybe you better stop a second," I managed to get out. 

She paused. Then she said, "Do you like what I'm doing? If you do, then let it happen. We've got all night. The evening is still young."

It was hard to argue with that logic.

"Yes, I like that very much. No one has ever touched me down there before."

"Well then," she said, as she resumed her jacking and kissing, "Just relax and enjoy."

That little respite had helped, but it only delayed the inevitable. When she felt I was close, she covered my mouth with hers as my cock erupted with several long streams of spunk that landed on my belly.

When I was through, she broke the kiss and she started to giggle. That got me giggling as well. 

"I take it, that that felt good," she said, reaching for a towel that she had brought out of the bathroom.

I didn't know what to say, so my giggles turned into a full laugh.

"I'll take that as a 'yes'," she said.

We laid together for a while when I noticed that I was still hard. I had one of 'those' woodys again. I reached over to caress her womanhood and she stopped me.

"Don't worry, we'll get to me. Right now, this is about you," she said.

She reached her hand down and found me still hard. 

"I see you're persistent. Let's try something else," she said, as she moved down to the foot of the bed and slid in between my legs. 

She licked the entire surface of my cock and balls. I had read about how good this felt, but you have no idea of how incredible it is until you experience it. After getting me all glistening, she slowly lowered her mouth on me and held that position for a few minutes. Even though her head wasn't moving, her tongue was flicking and swirling all over the head. Eventually she began moving her head slowly back and forth on my cock. Her tongue never ceased its assault on me. She moved one hand to the base of my cock while the other cupped and gently kneaded my balls.

A few minutes of this was all I could take. My balls were tightening and my cock was as hard as it could get.

I gasped and Stacey pulled off my cock just in time to receive four quick bursts to the nose and eyes. She reached for the towel and started wiping off her face. As she did she started to laugh.

"The next time we do this, a little more warning would be appreciated," she said, wiping the spunk out of her eyes.

She laid back down next to me and we talked again for a while. Again, I noticed that I was still at full erection. She reached down and felt for me. 

"My turn," she said.

She straddled me, and lowered guided me into her.

"Damn, you're big." She said, clearly enjoying herself.

She began a fast rhythm that she seemed to like.

"My God, you feel good," she said between clenched teeth. 

She continued faster and faster until she collapsed on me. I felt her muscles contracting on me. She was breathing hard and appeared to be tears in her eyes.

After a few moments, I asked, "Are you okay?"

She whispered, "I've never cum like that before," as she continued to try to catch her breathe.

After a few minutes, she started again and this time used a more leisurely pace. She leaned forward and kissed me several times. She eventually changed to a grinding motion more than humping and soon she stiffened, gasped, and her muscles were again squeezing my cock. 

This time she stayed sitting on me. As she opened her eyes and saw me looking at her, a wide smile crossed her face. She let out a big gust of air.

"I need a break," she said, as she climbed off of me and laid down beside me.

We petted each other in silence for at least a half an hour, staring at the ceiling. 

Eventually, she reached down, and found me still hard as a rock.

"Damn, I'm good," she said, under her breath.

"?" I thought.

"Okay, let's do it the old fashioned way," she said, as she rolled me on top of her.

"I don't want you to stop until you cum," she said.

She guided me in and we started to really make love to one another. I felt as though I was becoming a part of her, and she a part of me. She shuttered and came several times before I felt the moment coming for me. I guess I must have broadcast it in my body language because as I got close, she closed her legs around me and whispered, "Yes, yes, let go. Let me have it. I need you to cum."

I pressed my cock as hard as I could up her womanhood and came in several hard contractions. She put her hands around my back and my head and pulled me hard to her. 

When I was through, I rolled off of her and sat on the side of the bed. Mr. Happy was finally satisfied. She rolled on her side and propped herself up on her arm.

"Well, was it worth the wait?"

"My God, I love you," I said, as I pulled her up to kiss her hard.


Stacey & Emma



Mr. Gray had always hated covering classes for teachers who were off sick, but when it was supervising a library study session, it was worse than ever. In theory, they were supposed to be checking that the students were studying the right things, but he was usually happy to sit down and let them get on with it, as long as they were quiet. It was a good chance to catch up on some paperwork himself.

At least he knew this class, as he'd taken them for gym and sports many times over the past few years, they were a decent enough bunch on the whole.

About 20 minutes into the lesson, Mr. Gray heard a giggling coming from one of the study tables. Looking up, he noticed that it was Stacey, a tall, slim blond girl. It wasn't any surprise that it was her, she was rather immature and always giggling, usually at the stupidest of things.

"Stacey, we don't need the giggling this afternoon please." He called.

She looked up at him, slighted red-faced, "Sorry Mr. Gray," she said.

Stacey was sitting with Emma, one of the prettiest girls in the school. She had long, dark hair, even darker eyes and an olive complexion, which gave her an almost Mediterranean appearance. All of the boys in the school were desperate to go out with her; but, despite their fullest attentions, she had never shown any interest in any of them. The two girls had been close friends since the age of eight and knew pretty much everything there was to know about each other. Both were seen as rather shy, but polite, helpful and friendly to their fellow students and teachers.

It wasn't long before Mr. Gray heard more giggling. Looking up again, he saw that it was both Stacey and Emma. He strained his eyes to see what book seemed to be causing so much amusement. It looked for all the world like one of the school atlases, and as geography was one of the subjects they were supposed to be studying, there didn't seem to be a problem. But he couldn't help wondering what on earth was in there, that they were finding so funny.

Curious, he got to his feet and walked slowly around the room, out of sight of the two girls, coming up behind them. The book that they had was, undoubtedly, an atlas, but what they had tucked inside it and were now giggling over certainly wasn't. Between the pages of the atlas, was a glossy, but rather dog-eared magazine. The girls were looking at a page showing two men, completely naked, both with enormous hard-ons sticking out in front of them.

Mr. Gray was stunned; these were the last two he would have thought would be looking at material like this. Stacey was touching the end of one of the huge dicks, giggling, obviously imagining that it was real. Emma had gone quiet again, and he noticed that her left hand was down the front of her school skirt and, he assumed, inside her panties. He grew even more amazed; here was Emma, sweet, innocent, beautiful Emma, starting to masturbate in the library.

He was about to say something, when Stacey flicked over a couple of pages. The image before them now showed one of the two men lying on his back on a plush sofa. Sitting on him, one on his face and one on his dick, were two vivacious blondes, who were quite obviously enjoying themselves.

Mr. Gray could take it no more; he silently crept up right behind the two girls, completely unnoticed. He squatted down to the level that they were sitting at, feeling a growing hardness in his trousers as he went lower.

"That looks like fun!" He whispered to them.

The two girls jumped and gasped. Stacey instinctively slammed the atlas and therefore the magazine closed and Emma hastily withdrew her hand from her under her skirt.

Mr. Gray looked at them both, putting on his sternest face. The girls knew that they had been rumbled.

"You realise that the two of you could be in big trouble." He said quietly, not wanting to draw the attention of others.

"Why?" Emma almost snapped, annoyed that her fun had been interrupted. "We're both eighteen."

"Maybe, but you know that you shouldn't have that sort of thing in school, don't you?"

Both girls remained silent, looking rather sheepish. They were wondering what was going to happen to them.

"I wonder what your parents would say if they found out." He asked them with a sly grin.

"No, you can't tell our parents," Stacey pleaded, "anything but that!

Mr. Gray thought for a moment, "Well, I suppose there is a way that I can forget about what I've just seen, but you will both need to co-operate."

"Yes, anything," Emma said, not realising what she was saying, "just don't tell my parents, please. They would be so angry. I don't think that they would ever forgive me for this."

He looked from one girl's face to the other, remembering the way that Stacey had run her finger over the dick in the picture and how Emma had had her hand shoved down her panties.

"My office, after school," he whispered. "We'll find out whether that really was as much fun as at looked." The two girls looked at each other, suddenly realising what their teacher had in store for them.

"If you're late," he warned, "I'll be straight on the phone to your parents." With that, he took Emma's left hand in his and raised it to his face. Placing her fingers under his nose, he inhaled deeply, smelling the sweet scent of her juices. With a wink, he returned to his desk, glancing around to check that none of the other students had overheard his conversation.

***** 

By the time three-thirty arrived, both girls had convinced themselves that nothing was going to happen to them when they went to see Mr. Gray. They thought that he had just been trying to shock them into realising what bad girls they had been. It had been his way of making sure that they didn't do it again.

Nervously Emma knocked on Mr. Gray's office door, it opened immediately. Mr. Gray beckoned them inside without a word and as the girls walked towards his desk, he closed the door behind them and turned the key in the lock. The girls looked at each other, perhaps they had been wrong after all.

Mr. Gray walked behind his desk and sat down on his chair, still without speaking. He looked the two girls up and down, admiring their young curves, thinking how cute they both looked in their school uniforms. Emma blushed slightly as she noticed his eyes linger on her titties.

"Now then," he said finally, "I know how much the two of you were enjoying looking at that magazine, I'm sure you will enjoy the real thing even more."

He looked across at Stacey. "Tell me, what were you doing whilst looking at that picture?" He asked her.

Stacey blushed bright red; "I was touching the end of his penis." She said shyly.

"Well, how'd you like to touch a real one? Not quite so big, but still a decent size."

"I…I don't know," she stammered.

"Oh, I think you would," he told her. "Come here!"

Emma looked on in astonishment as Stacey walked towards Mr. Gray. He had stood up and was removing his trousers. His dick had been hard all afternoon in anticipation of what he was sure to come, but now that he freed it from all restraint, it leapt out to its full nine inches. Stacey stood nervously in front of him, unable to take her eyes off of her teacher's monster dick. She had never seen a man's penis before, and this wasn't quite what she had expected.

Mr. Gray took Stacey's hand and guided it to the end of his throbbing member, where her slender fingers closed instinctively around his shaft. He continued to guide her hand, encouraging her to stroke his entire length. The feeling was immense; he had to grit his teeth to stop himself coming immediately.

"That's it, stroke it, " he told her, "just like you did the one in the book." With Stacey still slowly wanking him off, he turned to Emma. "Now, Emma. Tell, me, what were you doing whilst looking at those pictures?"

Emma stood rooted to the spot. She didn't know what to say. She was feeling surprisingly turned on by watching her best friend stroke her teacher's dick, but wasn't at all sure that she wanted to do it herself. "I wasn't doing anything!" She said, "I wasn't touching it."

"Oh, Emma. You disappoint me," Mr. Gray scolded, whilst trying to hold back the tingling sensation in his balls that was caused by Stacey's ongoing attentions. "Your fingers didn't get that smell all by there self, did they? Now, tell me what you were doing."

Emma blushed again, "I…had…I…I had my hand…inside my…knickers." She finally forced out.

"I know you did, Emma, you bad girl. Now, I want you to play with yourself again whilst Stacey plays with me."

Emma hesitated, but realised that she had no choice and, after all, the sight before her was getting her more and more horny and she could feel a sizeable wet patch at the front of her knickers. She sat down in a nearby chair and pushed her hand under the waistband of her grey skirt and into her panties. She began to stroke two fingers up and down her moist slit and, before long, had slipped one of them inside her gash.

Mr. Gray found himself quickly approaching orgasm, as Stacey picked up her rhythm and gripped harder. The sight of Emma's beautiful face getting redder and redder in front of him was almost too much to bear. He wanted to be the one making it that colour.

"Stop," he yelled.

Emma immediately sat up straight and pulled her hand up out of her skirt. Stacey however found that she couldn't release her grip on her teacher's dick and Mr. Gray had to pull her hand away. Suddenly, he leant forwards and down and pressed his lips onto Stacey's, pushing his tongue into her eager little mouth. His arms embraced Stacey's slender body and soon found the button fastener on her skirt. He undid it and let her skirt drop to the floor. Breaking the kiss, he started to run his hands over Stacey's thin white blouse. He slowly unbuttoned it, leaving her standing in just her bra.

He signalled for Emma to come over to them.

"Take her bra off." He growled at Emma.

Emma stood, stock-still.

"Come on," he urged, "take it off. She's your friend, she won't mind."

Emma realised that she had little choice and she moved behind Stacey. She unclasped her friend's bra and let it drop to the floor. Mr. Gray stood there, admiring Stacey breasts. There weren't that big, but were incredibly firm; almost pyramid shaped. Her nipples were small, but had become erect. He leaned towards her and took one of them in his mouth, gently squeezing it between his teeth. Stacey gave a squeal, which was a cross between pain and pleasure. The pain was, however, soon to be completely dominated by the pleasure. He moved his mouth further over Stacey's left tit and began a slow, sensual suckling, whilst using his tongue to circle and flick across her nipple.

He stole a glance over at Emma, who was getting more and more turned on by the sight before her. Her hand was once more down the front of her panties. This time, her teacher made no attempt to stop her, but signalled with his hand to join him on Stacey's other tit. This time, Emma didn't hesitate. Her mouth soon clamped over Stacey's right breast, causing her to moan loudly.

Mr. Gray reached his hands to Stacey's panties, which had become decidedly damp by now. He slid them down to the ground and began to stroke her blonde bush. Her fanny lips were swollen and slightly parted and Stacey jumped slightly as her teacher's fingers began to run along her gash. Her juices were running freely by now, and the sweet smell was too much for Mr. Gray.

He moved his mouth away from Stacey's tit and crouched lower. His tongue pressed against her hole and he began to lap up the sweet fluids running from her fanny. As he pressed his tongue slightly into her fanny, he felt her clit twitching, looking for attention. He flicked his tongue back and forth over the end of it, noticing that Stacey's breathing was becoming faster and shallower. All the time, Emma was still licking and sucking her friend's breasts; there was no doubt, Stacey was on the verge of a massive orgasm.

Mr. Gray moved in a bit further and began to roll Stacey's clit between his teeth, just like he had done with her nipple. She began to moan and squeal loudly and her legs began to shake. The gasps and sighs that followed, coupled with the sudden explosion of fanny juices left Mr. Gray in no doubt that his pupil had just had a body-shaking orgasm.

He pulled away from her and then put his hand on Emma's head to get her to do the same. Stacey just stood there, with a glazed expression and an ecstatic smile. It looked as if she didn't quite know where she was, but she was clearly happy. As Emma and her teacher watched, Stacey's legs finally buckled and gave way, causing her to stagger backwards into one of her teacher's easy chairs.

Mr Gray turned and looked at Emma, "I think she enjoyed that, don't you?" He had certainly enjoyed pleasuring Stacey, but his throbbing dick was beginning to ache. He needed a hole to ram it in! He walked over to Emma, brushed the dark hair off of her face and kissed her tenderly on the forehead.

"Now then, Emma, sweet little Emma. The girl that all the boys in the school most want to screw. But it's going to be me, your teacher, that's going to pop your sweet little cherry."

Emma looked at her teacher and smiled. It was a smile that said she wanted it, but also said that she was worried. Worried at how she was going to get all of that massive rod inside her. She unbuttoned her blouse, revealing her two beautiful globes straining at her bra. Mr. Gray couldn't take her eyes off of them. They were much larger than Stacey's and almost perfectly spherical. Emma wasted no time in undoing her bra. The sight of her two small, red, erect nipples protruding from her dark skin forced an extra half-inch out of Mr. Gray. He walked over to her and cupped her breasts in his hands, lowering himself to flick her nipples with his tongue.

His hands swiftly lowered to her skirt, unhitching the button and allowing it to drop to the floor. He looked down at Emma's white panties, which were sopping wet from Emma's earlier attentions. He slowly slid them down her legs, where she kicked them away. He was surprised to see how small Emma's bush was, but it was a pleasant surprise as it clearly showed her beautiful pussy, the lips were already red and swollen from where her fingers had been furiously working it earlier.

He picked up Emma in his arms and laid her out on the floor. He looked over at Stacey, who was still half-lying in the chair. Her eyes were closed, and she looked for all the world as if she was asleep, but the way her fingers were mashing at her swollen clit told him otherwise. He hoped that she'd be careful, as he didn't want her to get too sore as he had every intention of taking her virginity later.

Mr. Gray turned his attentions back to Emma. He lay on top of her, kissing, licking and suckling her breasts. His hand moved down to her pussy and Emma let out a loud moan of pleasure as his fingers began to stroke her clit. His juices were running freely and the redness that appeared on her dark-skinned face and chest told him that she was already close to orgasm. He wasted no more time. Positioning his dick at the entrance to her fanny, he began to slide it in; causing Emma to squeal with a mixture of pain and pleasure.

His steady slide was halted by the presence of his student's hymen. He smiled to himself as this confirmed that he was indeed the first to fuck her, and that the fantasies of none of the boys in the school had been realised. He placed his hands firmly on Emma's shoulders and gave an almighty thrust. The sudden, intense pain of her hymen being split caused Emma to scream, this time purely in pain. This was closely followed by a second yell as her teacher thrust the rest of his throbbing member into her, the head entering her virgin womb.

It hurt like hell, but the pain soon began to subside as Mr. Gray began a slow sensuous sliding, each time, almost withdrawing his dick, before going back in to the hilt. Emma wrapped her arms and legs around her teacher's body, pressing her beautiful tits into him. Mr. Gray could feel the familiar tingling in his balls and his pace quickened, causing Emma to moan louder and louder with each thrust. He felt the walls of her already tight fanny begin to tighten even more around his cock. Emma's face was getting redder and redder, beads of sweat breaking out on her brow. He kissed her, just as her body was rocked by a stomach-churning orgasm. Almost at the same moment, Mr. Gray felt himself unload into her, wave after wave of his hot spunk flooding her insides. He collapsed on top of her, feeling surprisingly exhausted, Emma's arms and legs still wrapped around him.

Mr. Gray forced himself to regain his composure and smiled to himself as he heard Stacey's moans from the other side of the room. Her fingers were still working furiously. She was coming again and Mr. Gray quickly broke himself away from Emma's tired embrace as he realised that there was still work to be done!

He sat beside Stacey and replaced her hand with his own, using the other one to caress her small, pert tits. Her juices were flowing rapidly from her cunt and she seemed to be in a state of almost constant orgasm. His dick, which had become a little soft after pumping so much juice into Emma, was growing back to its full size, and he knew that it was time for Stacey to get screwed. He thought back to the picture of the two girls and the guy in the magazine and smiled; that would do nicely.

He lifted Stacey off the chair and she put her arms around his neck. He carried her over to where Emma was now sitting on the floor, caressing her tits. He sat down, so that Stacey was sitting on his stomach and he kissed her again, moving his hands to squeeze her firm buttocks. He gently lifted her ass up, and moved her down towards his dick. He felt it lodge between her ass cheeks and then pop up against her lower stomach as he slid her further back. He encouraged her to lift herself a little higher so that he could position his dick properly.

Once sure that it was in place, he motioned for Emma to come over, he wanted her to watch his dick invade her friend's fanny, the same way that it had done with hers earlier. Emma put her face right down by his groin and he began to lower Stacey down onto his dick. He was delighted to find that she was even tighter than her friend was. He kept his hands under her buttocks, not wanting to go in too quickly. He wanted to enjoy the moment that her hymen split. Stacey was screaming, feeling that she was going to burst, feeling that he must be almost all the way in. Little did she realise that he wasn't even halfway yet.

Suddenly, he felt the end of his knob press against her cherry and he lowered her down gently, feeling it stretch slightly before it shattered. Stacey threw her head back and let out a blood-curdling scream, followed by a moan of pleasure. Mr. Gray enjoyed the scream, so, removing his hands from her ass, he let his student drop, ramming the rest of his dick home to the hilt. Stacey screamed again as his cock invaded her womb, but she began to slide up and down his shaft. Mr. Gray returned his hands to her buttocks to encourage her to keep sliding and to get a good rhythm. He looked down in satisfaction at the small amount of blood that was mixing with her sweet fanny juices. Then he lay back on the floor, allowing Stacey to set the pace.

Emma, meanwhile, had been watching all this very closely and had her fingers back in her pussy. Still thinking about the picture in the magazine, Mr. Gray grabbed her and pulled her towards his head. She thought back to the magazine and also remembered the picture, she knew what he wanted and still felt in no position to deny him. She knelt and positioned her legs either side of her teacher's face and lowered her fanny towards his face. His tongue stretched out of his mouth, eagerly trying to reach Emma swollen pussy. As she reached him, he reached up and gripped her lovely globes as he began to lick her gash, enjoying the sweet taste.




Stacey & Emma



Emma was immediately back in the land of ecstasy, along with Stacey, who was still sliding her fanny along her teacher's massive shaft. He wasn't sure which he was enjoying most; the tightness of Stacey's cunt or the taste of Emma's pussy. He began to explore deeper into Emma's hole with his tongue, easily finding her swollen clit. She started moaning again as he ran his tongue around her clit and began to roll it between his teeth, just like he had Stacey's earlier. Emma's gasps and moans were becoming shallower and louder and he knew the she was on the verge of another orgasm. The walls, of Stacey's fanny were gripping his dick, telling him that she was in a similar state.

The two girls came together, just like they did everything else together and, seconds later, Mr. Gray emptied his second load of the afternoon into Stacey. Emma leant back against her friend and Stacey put her arms around her, squeezing her tits. Their teacher lay motionless, still licking the last of the flood of juices that Emma had shot over him, from his lips.

Eventually, they all managed to separate themselves from one another. Mr. Gray placed his arms around the shoulders of his students, before kissing them both.

"See, real life is even better than the pictures." He said smiling.

The three of them got dressed, except for the two girl's panties, which Mr. Gray picked up from the floor and put in his desk drawer, where they joined another pair, belonging to a girl called Michaela, who had also lost her virginity to his dick. He smiled to himself as he wondered how many 'souvenirs' he would be able to collect in total.

He unlocked the door, to let the two girls go.

"Make sure you let me know if you find any more interesting positions, won't you?" He said as they left.

The two girls turned back to him. 

Emma smiled and blushed, Stacey giggled!

(I hope that you enjoyed this story, based on true events. If you did, make sure you also check out 'Michaela's Lesson' and 'Carol vs. Samantha'. I welcome feedback and will guarantee a reply if you choose to leave an email address).



Stacey & Scott Join a Swing Club



The morning after my night with the four women I found myself sexually exhausted for the first time in my life. On top of that, I noticed how ridiculous I thought I looked with my pubic hairs completely shaven. Stacey tried to tell me how sexy it looked, but I felt like a little kid.

I also kept thinking about Stacey’s plea for me to set up a major sex night. I had an idea about what I wanted to do, but I was going to wait a few weeks for some hair to grow back before I got naked in front of a bunch of people.

Stacey and I continued to have great sex and Lori joined us a few times. Last weekend, she brought over a boyfriend.  He was startled when Stacey met them at the door wearing nothing but a see-through teddy, but recovered by the time Stacey was sucking his dick and I was fucking Lori on the floor.

Anyway, back to my plans. I found out that Katie and her husband were members of local swingers club that meant about once a month at a local hotel. I had been talking to her to set us up and she recommended us to the club leaders. Because of her recommendation, Stacey and I were accepted without me having to let Stacey know what I was up to.

The club’s next party was a Halloween costume party, and paid the club dues. I also reserved a room. Katie told me they all met in the ballroom, had drinks, played games, and danced. Then, everyone went upstairs and changed into lingerie and then let nature take over.

All I told my wife was we were going to a costume party at a local hotel, and to buy a costume that was really sexy and to have some sexy lingerie for later. This, I knew, would be no problem for her. Since we began swinging, my wife has been getting very voyeuristic in her dress, especially when we go out.

We agreed to not show each other our costumes before we got to the hotel. I had found a caveman outfit that went over one shoulder and was basically a felt dress to my knees. I got crazy and bought a black silk thong to wear under the outfit.

We arrived at the hotel early in the evening. Katie had told me the festivities usually get under way about 8:00. She assured me they would be there at that time in order for us to get acquainted with the evening. She also told me they would make sure we would not see them since they would have a room on the same floor and it would ruin the surprise if Stacey saw her.

Stacey showered first and got ready while I showered. I had taken my costume into the bathroom with me and put it on. It felt funny wearing a thong, but also incredibly sexy. I walked out into the room where Stacey had finished getting ready.

“Is this sexy enough for you,” she asked.

She was dressed as a very sexy genie, a very revealing genie. The top was pink with puffy shoulder and went to the top of her abdomen, but sheer. Underneath she was not wearing a bra and you could see every inch of her perky tits. Her abs were completely exposed and her belly ring matched the color of her outfit.

The bottoms were classic genie bottoms, but also completely sheer and started about the midway point of her hips. Coming out of the top the pants was her very skimpy g-string, which pretty much covered only a tiny strip of skin outside her pants, and inside only her pussy. The outfit was complemented by a pair of see-through pink stiletto heels, which had the toe-lifts that made her go from 5’6” to about 5’10”.

“I think you will be the hit of the party,” I replied, my cock stirring. “What about mine?”

“You will be very popular also,” she said. “You wearing anything underneath?”

“Just this,” I said, lifting my costume exposing my thong.

“Wow, I can’t wait for you to model that for me later. Besides, what kind of party is this?”

“You’ll find out soon,” I said as I checked my watch. It was 7:55. “We need to head downstairs. Will you be comfortable walking around the hotel in that?”

“Oh I don’t know. You know how much I hate to have people drooling over me,” she said sarcastically.

We left the room and headed downstairs. I let my wife walk in front of me a little bit so I could check out her exposed ass. Even the pants left nothing to the imagination, I have always found it very sexy when women expose their thongs above their pants, which Stacey knew, and also knew it was driving me crazy seeing her dressed like that.

We rode the elevator down eight floors and headed to the ballroom. When we got their, I noticed 12-15 couples had already arrived. All of the men seemed to be in standard costumes like mine, but the women were all dressed in very sexy and revealing outfits ranging from cats to nurses.

I spotted Katie and her husband over by the bar talking to another couple. Stacey was too busy checking everyone else out to notice her friend. Katie saw us and began walking over. 

She was dressed as Raggedy Ann, but in the stripper kind of way. She was wearing a red and white striped tube top, which exposed a good portion of her upper body. Her knee-high socks matched her top and she was wearing the same type of stripper heels that my wife was, except they were completely clear. However, the center of attention of the costume was her shorts. They were a pair of low rider jeans short that probably 3 sizes too small. She had not bothered, or maybe she could not have, to button or zip the shorts. Instead, she had just folded over the waistband, making them ride even lower on her hips. Basically, you could see just about her entire red satin thong she was wearing.

“Hey you fucking genie of a slut,” she said to Stacey breaking her out her trance.

“Holy shit,” my wife replied. “What the hell are you doing here?”

The two co-workers hugged each other and pecked each other on the lips. Seeing these two barely dressed, attractive women hug made my cock stir a little more.

Before Katie could reply, I chimed in with, “Surprise honey. You asked me to plan the next night out. This is the Top Hat Club. A swingers’ club. Katie set it all up for us after I asked her to.”

I was actually slightly nervous about her reaction to the news, but she responded the exact way I was hoping for her to.

“You mean all of these people are going to be having sex with each other later,” she asked, not waiting for a reply. “Wow!! I can’t wait to see how many I can manage to have sex with tonight.”

“Well that is where I come in,” Katie said. “I have sucked each cock and eaten each pussy in this room right now and another 30 or so couples that will probably be here tonight. I will introduce both of you to everyone.”

With that the evening was underway. Katie introduced us to her husband, Will. He was dressed a lifeguard and showing a tremendous amount of skin. Over the next half-hour, they introduced us to most of the 40 or so couples that had arrived by then.

There were too many names to remember, but most of the men could not take their eyes off of Stacey when they were introduced to her. Of course, she met their stares her gorgeous blue “fuck me” eyes and “fuck me” expressions.

I was surprised that most of the people in attendance were fairly attractive. There were a couple of women that were drop-dead gorgeous, including a little blonde, who looked a lot like Ashley Judd, dressed as a school girl, which I hoped to have a little contact later with. Most of the people were attractive. Sure there were a few overweight men and women, but no one grossly obese. And while many of the girls were average in looks, the fact they were scantily dressed and at complete ease with themselves, only made them more attractive to me.

Stacey was a big hit. Guys kept buying her drinks and taking her to the dance floor. With every guy, she was dry-humping everyone, and every time she came off the dance floor she had to fix her costume since the heavy petting usually rearranged something. She also had a few dirty dances with a couple of the other women.

I enjoyed watching Stacey, but was enjoying the women paying attention to me even more. I was amazed how flirty they were and always having an excuse to put their hands on my arm, chest or anywhere else. They were also more than eager to go the dance floor with me.

I had danced with several girls, including one where the entire slow dance she had her hand under my costume and tongue in mouth for the entire song. I had noticed many of the girls, including my wife, had lost their tops and were just walking around with their tits exposed.

Aimee, the Ashley Judd look-alike, had also lost her top and, while they may have been fake, had a great set of tits. I had enough to drink and since it was a swingers party, I decided to make a move when the dj played a slower song. I asked her to dance and we headed to the dance floor.

The second we got there, she put her hand on my neck and pulled my lips to hers. Her other hand went immediately under my costume. Instinctively, my left hand was under her school girl skirt and tracing the thong in her ass with my fingers. At the same time, my right hand was playing with the nipple on her exposed tit.

After the song, Aimee asked if I wanted to go upstairs with her. Of course I said yes, but I first needed to find my wife. After I found her, I told where I was going. She gave me a big kiss and told me to have fun and that she would be upstairs soon.

After I left Stacey to the pleasure of the other men, I found Aimee, who had put her shirt back on, and we headed upstairs. In the elevator, we began kissing again and dry-humping each other. By the time we had made it to our floor, I had my finger in her pussy.

She insisted we go to her room. By the time we got the door open, I was out of my uniform and in the hallway, which I was told was secured only to our party, in just my thong. Aimee had again lost her top. Once inside, the passion continued.

I was quickly able to get her skirt off, while she let my cock loose out of my underwear. Immediately, she dropped to her knees and began to take me in her mouth. She was fabulous. It was not long before I was dropping a huge load in her mouth, which she took all of it.

After she finished sucking me dry, I took her to the bed and laid her down. Quickly I removed her panties and dove right into a hot, moist pussy that tasted wonderful. Her pussy tasted so great that I ate it for probably 10-15 minutes. During the time, she came a few times and my cock was hard again. I slowly worked my way back up, taking plenty of time to pay attention to those beautiful boobs, and began to kiss her again.

It was obvious, however, who was in charge of the encounter. She quickly turned me over to my back. Grabbing a condom off the nightstand, she wrapped my cock, straddled my lap and impaled herself on me.

I had a perfect view to watch the most physically attractive woman I had ever had sex with fuck the shit out of my cock. When she lowered herself down onto me, I could feel her breasts move across my chest as she rocked back and forth. Her pace was steadily increasing as she came closer to orgasm.

When she climaxed, her pussy spasms were so strong it brought me to orgasm also. She collapsed into my arms for a short while before she was ready to see the others.

“Let’s see who fucking who right now,” she said.

“But all I have is my costume to put back on,” I protested.

“That’s right. You’re new. Well, everyone out there now, is, like, completely naked. I’m sure most everyone has come up and they are fucking in the hall, in the rooms, wherever. Stay with me, I’ll show you around.”

She then took me out to the hall. While I was a little self-conscious about being naked, she was at complete ease. So were the other people walking up and down the hall.

Aimee explained to me that there was the main meeting room was where there were some more drinks and some packaged snacks. One room was usually reserved for all-girl action. She further explained that if a door was closed, it was either not reserved or a closed-swing was going on. If a door was open, like the way she had propped her and her husband’s room door, it meant the room was open and if people were in there, I could join them. The only exception was the all-girl room. Guys could enter, but they had to watch. The action was for just the girls in there.

I noticed that our room was just a few down from Aimee’s and the door was open. But the door next door to hers was also open and she led me in to see what was going on. What I saw was one of the most amazing scenes I had ever seen, at least up to that point in my life. 

There were at least five couples in the room, all in some state of fucking, sucking, kissing, whatever. I had always been turned on by seeing naked people, but ten was something that literally took my breath away.

The effect was the same on Aimee, because she reached over and began to stroke my cock, which was coming back to life. However, the reason for the effect on her, was different than mine.

“See the guy over there with the black hair fucking that blonde by the headboard,” she whispered into my ear as I nodded. “That’s my husband. He’s so fucking hot. That’s how he fucks me.”

Watching all of this had me hard again. I told Aimee I wanted to find Stacey and she what she was up to. She said she would help me since she had watched her husband fuck many women before. However, I moved my hand to her pussy to say thanks and realized she was still turned on by the site of her husband with another woman.

We walked a few more doors down to my room and there I found Stacey on all fours with one cock in her pussy and one in her mouth. Underneath her was another woman, who was playing with my wife’s tits, while she was being fucked by the guy standing at the edge of the bed.

Now, this was the most amazing site I had seen up to this point in my life. Aimee could tell how turned on I was because she cupping my balls and could feel the blood pulsating in my cock.

“Let’s go find some group fun of our own,” she whispered in my ear. I nodded, she grabbed my hand, and lead me out of the room. 

Down the hall, we found another room with at least 10 couples fucking. Aimee led me in, but once in the door, she immediately went over to the bed and joined the action. I was not far behind.

I saw a woman on the bed, on all fours, sucking the cock of a guy standing at the side of the bed. I moved in underneath her, on my back, and began to lick her pussy. She was startled at first, but within a few seconds was grinding her pussy into my face. A few minutes later, I felt a tongue licking my shaft. I glanced down and saw this brunette, who I had no idea what her name was, taking the tip of my cock in her mouth. 

The girl whose pussy I was eating noticed I was not licking anymore and pushed her pussy back down on my face. I could look up and see she was still sucking a cock, I do not know if it was the same one as before. I could feel the flesh of a girl next to me on my right, and I was able to find her tits with my hand and I began to massage her nipples, which were very erect and quite large.

Then, all at once, everyone rearranged themselves. Before I knew it, I had a condom on and was fucking a redhead with small tits missionary style. Another girl was behind me, using her hips to push me into this girl. I could feel her pussy hair on my ass, and her tits on my back. After about five minutes, the girl behind me, pulled me out of the redhead, turned me over to my back and began to fuck me.

This girl was a bobbed blonde with average tits, but could move her hips in the same way Barry Bonds could swing a bat. There was nothing spectacular about her looks, but after all, she was fucking me at that moment, which was not a bad thing.


With her on top, I could look around. I saw Aimee standing bent over by the TV getting fucked. I also saw another 15-20 people in the room in various positions fucking each other.

The blonde continued to fuck me. After a short while, she turned around and continued to ride me reverse cowgirl. She pulled a guy over to stand in front of her to suck his cock while she rode mine. It was not long after that, I had another pussy in my face from another girl who I did not know the name of.

This continued for another 20 or so minutes, until I could feel myself beginning to cum. The blonde felt this also because she pressed her pussy down so hard that our pelvis bones could have been touching. This caused me to explode into the condom. The blonde continued to gyrate her hips until she was sure every last ounce of cum could be expelled from me.

I pulled myself out from under the other girl and made my way over to the door, looking back on the orgy of flesh and sex that was occurring in the room.

As I headed back out into the hallway, I realized I was no longer aware of my nakedness around the other people. I headed down the hall looking to see what Stacey was up to. I stopped at each door, and saw, in most of them, some sex going on. In the all-girl room, there were four women making out on the bed, with at least 6 guys watching with their cocks in their hands.

A few doors down, I found Stacey in her own all-girls room. She was on one of the double-beds with two other women. Stacey was on her back, with a girl between her legs eating her pussy and the other girls passionately kissing her. The girl between my wife’s legs I soon recognized as Katie. 

Soon, the other girl had positioned herself above Stacey and lowered her pussy to Stacey’s mouth, which quickly began eating away. I had never seen Stacey with another woman before. Sure, recently her and Lori had kissed and such, but I do not believe my wife had ever eaten pussy before this moment. Again, I had set a new standard for the most amazing thing I had seen up to this point in my life.

After a few minutes, they rearranged themselves and Stacey was licking her co-worker’s pussy from behind, while Katie completed the train by licking this other girl’s clit.

I had not noticed that I was hard again and stroking my cock, when another girl walked into the room.

“Enjoying the show, I presume,” she asked me, bringing me out of my trance, but not keeping me from playing with myself.

“Yeah,” I managed to reply. “The blonde one is my wife. I’ve never seen her with another woman before.”

“Wow, I can see why you’re playing with yourself. This is pretty damn hot.”

I took a second to assess this brunette girl. She was probably 10-15 pounds overweight. However, she was well-proportioned. Her tits were above average, probably a c-cup because of the weight, but her stomach was completely flat. She seemed to carry most of her excess weight in her ass and upper thighs. She was an attractive girl, but even more so because she was standing next to me, naked and reaching out for my cock.

With her right hand, she took over stroking my cock, while I reached behind her with my left hand and began to play with her pussy.

By this time, Stacey realized I was in the room and gave me a big smile. I returned the smile. It was easy to tell we were both having the times of our lives.

“Scott,” the girl stroking my cock whispered in my ear. I was amazed she remembered my name because I had no idea what her name was. “Why don’t we go over to the other bed? Fuck me doggy-style so we can both watch these three.”

She went over to the bed and got on all fours facing the other bed. I got another condom and put it on. I moved in behind her and entered her. There was no real build up. I began to fuck her as I hard as I could, all the while watching my wife with two other girls.

Since her ass was a little plumper than what I was used to fucking, the slapping sounds of our bodies hitting each other was a lot louder and more of a turn on for me. She told me to fuck her harder and slap her ass. I was more than happy to oblige her.

Stacey, Katie and the other girl continued to change positions and bring each other to orgasm. Stacey kept looking over and watching me fuck this girl, who was having orgasm after orgasm.




Stacey & Scott Join a Swing Club



Finally, after about 30 minutes of fucking her, I was drenched with sweat and ready to cum. I pulled out and rolled the girl over. I straddled her chest. She pushed her tits together and I began to titty fuck her. After just a few minutes, I was unloading what cum I had left in me. A little was able reach her tongue, which she had stuck out. However, most of the cum just gave her a small pearl necklace. 

Exhausted, I collapsed onto the bed. The brunette girl must have been tired to because she pulled herself up next to me and put her head on my chest. She was soon asleep. The girls on the other bed were winding down when I looked at the clock to notice it was 3 in the morning.

The next thing I knew, it was 8:00 the next morning. The brunette girl was still at my side, with her naked body pressed up against mine. On the other bed, Stacey and Katie had fallen asleep in each other’s arms. 

Shortly everyone in the room was awake. Realizing none of us were in our own rooms, we quickly went out into the hall. I gave the brunette girl a quick kiss while Stacey and Katie headed down the hall to their rooms.

I followed Stacey into our room, which was unoccupied. Once we entered the room, door still open, Stacey turned and gave me a big wet kiss.

“Thanks for signing us up for this club,” she said. “I can’t wait for the next meeting.

“But there is one problem,” she continued. “I did not get my ass fucked last night. Think you could help?”

She lay down on the bed. She was on her stomach with her ass pointed up in the air. I remembered I had brought KY. I reached in my bag and got it out and poured some out on my fingers. Slowly, I began to rub the gel on her ass, which was gyrating to my motions. I gently eased my middle finger into her ass and fucked her with it. I put more gel on my index finger before I began to fuck with two fingers.

She was beginning to moan when I added my ring finger to her ass. My pace was quickening when I abruptly pulled out.

“You had better get that fucking cock in my ass now,” she told me. “I’m not kidding.”

I doused my cock with KY and plunged it into her asshole. I was immediately fucking her hard and she was asking for it harder. It felt so good to be fucking without a condom, and in an ass, that it was not long before I came in her ass. I had cum so much in the last 18 hours that I had little cum, but the orgasm was still intense.

However, my balls had enough, because I could feel them cramping a little as I lost my erection.

After fucking her ass, we both got dressed and headed home.

On our way home, Stacey reminded me that she was still up 2-1 in setting up major sex nights. She told me I had to catch up before she would set something up, and that next month’s meeting of the Top Hat Club could not count for either of us anymore.

Imagine that, I was going to get to fuck more women in four weeks at the next meeting and my wife was still not satisfied. I have to plan even more sex for us to have with other people.

Poor me, I guess I had better get to planning.



Stacey & the Bachelor Party



It was a Saturday night and my wife and I had just finished dinner at a nice restaurant. My wife had a couple of glasses of wine and she was feeling buzzed. I could tell she was feeling good because she had been flirting with the waiter.

We have been married seven years and every time she gets drunk, she gets very flirty. I really do not mind, since she is a very attractive thirty-year-old woman and I get off on the fact other men would like to fuck her. She is not bone thing like the supermodels, but she has curves in the places where it counts the most.

As we went out to the car, Stacey suggested we go over to a local strip club. When she suggested this, I knew I would probably have a night of wild sex. Every time we had ever gone to the club, she always got worked up getting lap dances from the strippers and watching me get a lap dances also. One of the reasons we liked this particular club was the private couples dance floor that really let us get down and dirty.

Since I am never opposed to seeing gorgeous naked women, I readily agreed to Stacey’s suggestion. I could feel a bulge in my pants thinking that maybe she would end up on stage again. The last time we were there, the stripper pulled her up on stage and completely disrobed my wife. Seeing the other guys drool at my wife’s naked body definitely got me hard that night.

As I looked over my wife, I knew a stripper would not have any problem getting her clothes off. She was wearing a plain white, three-quarter sleeve oxford shirt. She had it buttoned so that you could some cleavage, but not the lace push-up bra she was wearing underneath that pushed up her c-cup tits. Her khaki skirt went to just above her knee. Underneath I knew she was wearing the briefest of g-strings, which covered a beautiful bald pussy. 

My anticipation of the club only grew in my mind. However, I was not expecting what eventually happened.

The evening at the club started off as the rest of our trips had. We got some drinks, dirty danced at watched the strippers. As I expected, Stacey was pulled, with little resistance from her, onto the stage with one of the strippers. The two seductively danced and had every guy in the club watching. Soon, both my wife and the stripper were only in their g-strings and were doing everything short of having lesbian sex on the stage. 

The way Stacey was into it surprised me. We had always talked about adding another woman or man to our sex life, but it always been just talk. However, I was rock hard, as were many other men, from watching my wife.

After the songs ended, Stacey put her clothes back on, minus the bra, which had ripped during the performance. She walked over to me and asked me what I thought of the performance. I think I was able to mumble something about how awesome it was watching her perform sexually.

After a short time on the dance floor, the drinks had finally forced me to have to visit the restroom and I excused myself to the men’s room. When I came out, I noticed Stacey was in the middle of a group of four guys in the early-mid twenties. Well, one of the guys looked like he was the reason they were at the club. It was either his birthday or bachelor party, and while he was not stumbling drunk, he was feeling good.

I noticed my wife had her hand one of the guys, the blonde one, arm, and he had his hand around her waist. Judging from her reaction, they were probably complimenting her on her earlier performance. I decided to hang in the background and watch my wife, now drunk, flirt with these guys. 

I found a seat where I could watch her. When I sat down, her eyes met mine and she smiled seductively. Then she began slowly to stroke the back of his arm. She also began to flirt with the other three. I noticed the blonde guys hand was planted firmly on my wife’s ass. At the same time, one of the other guys, he had black hair, had his hand on her hip. 

Pretty soon, birthday boy needed to go to the bathroom, and his other friend, the one with brown hair, went with him. Within seconds, my wife was leading the other two to the dance floor. My seat gave a good view to watch the three of them and they immediately began sandwiching my wife, who looked like she was enjoying having two men pressed up against her with their hands going everywhere.

Blondie began to slowly pull Stacey skirt and had his hand under it. Judging by her reaction, he was definitely playing with her pussy. Black hair guy had unbuttoned her shirt and was massaging her tits. Stacey, in return, was massaging his rod through his pants.

I had always wondered what it would be like to see my wife with another man. I had absolutely no jealousy during this and had one of the hardest erections of my life.

Stacey then began to kiss the black hair guy, while blondie continued to bring her close orgasm. As black hair guy was kissing her, blondie stopped finger her and began to kiss her neck. He lifted her unbuttoned shirt and kissed her all the way down her spine. Soon he was under her skirt, obviously eating her pussy.

The sensation of a man eating her pussy while another kissed her and massaged her tits was too much. I could tell Stacey had an earth shattering orgasm because of the way her body shook violently. I felt somewhat jealous that these two other men had brought my wife to orgasm, but the eroticism of watching my wife the way I had always watched porn stars trumped whatever jealousy I felt.

After her orgasm, the three of them left the dance floor, and Stacey excused herself to the bathroom. The two guys joined their other friends. It looked as if birthday boy was on the verge of passing out, but brown hair dude looked very interested in hearing about my wife on the dance floor from his friends.

The three of them were still talking when a dressed again Stacey rejoined them. They continued chatting for a little while, while birthday boy was drunkenly oblivious to anything around him. The four of them were in deep conversation while three guys flirtfully pawed at her and she at them. My trance of watching my wife was broken when she suddenly pointed in my general direction and the three guys looked my way.

I did not know what was going on, but I felt somewhat uneasy these three bigger guys were now aware of my presence. Then, Stacey began walking my direction. When she got to me, she just straddled my lap and began to kiss me deeply. She was also grinding her hot pussy into my hard dick.

She then stopped kissing me and whispered something in my ear I will never forget. While she was still grinding into my rock hard cock, she whispered to me, “You know how you’re always talking about wanting to watch me fuck another man?”

I nodded as she continued. “You see the drunk guy? It is his bachelor party and his friends want him to get laid before he gets married next week.”

My mind was racing about what my wife was telling me, but the overriding horniness I was feeling made me even more excited about how this was all unfolding. 

“They had been planning on trying to get one of the strippers,” Stacey continued to whisper in my ear, still grinding her crotch into my cock. “But they said if I was willing and you were okay with it, they would give me $500 dollars cash to fuck him.”

She leaned back to watch my face as I processed the information she just told me. My face must have had a puzzled look because she quickly added that if I did not approve, she would not do it.

“Do you want to fuck the guy,” I asked.

“I’m so horny right now, I want to fuck all of them,” she replied.

“As long as I get to watch you fuck him, I’m all for it,” I said.

“Okay,” Stacey said. “Then after its all over, I will fuck you anyway you want it. How’s that?”

After I nodded approval, Stacey gave the group of guys a thumbs up. They got up and proceeded to the door.

Stacey told me they had agreed to meet at the nearest hotel. They would get the room and we would meet them in the lobby.

On the car ride over to the hotel, Stacey made sure I was okay with everything.

“You know,” she told me, “that when things get started, you can’t stop them. If you do, then they may get out of hand. You need to let me know now if you are uncomfortable with this.”

“I know,” I replied. “I’m about ready to bust out of my pants I’m so hard right now thinking about this, but I do have one thing. Condoms?”

“They said they had some,” my wife said.

We pulled into the parking lot as our conversation ended. When we got out of the car, Stacey walked with unbelievable confidence about this encounter. It was as if she had played this fantasy out in her head several times before tonight.

When we walked into the lobby, it was about 2 a.m. and the four guys were there waiting for us. Stacey introduced me to them. The bachelor boy’s name was Todd. He was very drunk, but was still able to know what was going on around him. The blonde hair guy’s name was Steve. Brown haired dude was Mike and black hair man’s name was Jim.

Stacey and I followed them up to the room. They had gotten a basic room with two double beds. Steve, who was obviously the leader of the group, asked if I was okay with my wife fucking Todd. I said I was, and he gave me the $500.

Stacey quickly took charge of the room. She told me to go stand in the little lobby area by the door and bathroom. I realized this would give me a great view of the events, plus the safety of being able to get out of the room quickly, if Stacey felt things were out of hand. I again realized this was not the first time she had thought this evening out. Then, she ordered Todd’s three friends to stand over by the reclining chairs and watch

She took Todd by the hand and sat him down in the desk chair, which she had moved to the foot of one of the double beds. She then straddled his lap and began to kiss his neck and ears. She was grinding her pussy into his lap at the same time.

Todd was obviously enjoying this because his hands were moving up her thigh and caressing her ass cheeks. Stacey was soon unbuttoning his shirt and kissing his chest. My wife then abruptly stood up. She slowly removed her shirt to expose her tits, and then slid her skirt to the floor and stood in front of Todd wearing only her heals and the tiniest of g-strings.

She went back to Todd, removed his shirt, and began to give him a professional lap dance. She was all over him just as if she were a stripper at the club we had just left. All those times we had went to a strip club, Stacey had been paying close attention to what the strippers were doing.

After about five minutes, Stacey then proceeded to do what strippers were not allowed to do. She straddled his lap and put her tit directly into his mouth and ordered him to lick. Whatever drunken state he had been in before this time, Todd came out of it right away and began to lick like crazy. He also began to become very active with his hands and was massaging her pussy through the g-string.

Stacey must have felt she was losing a little control of him, because she quickly stood up and moved away a little bit. Her next move was absolutely genius, again as if she had though of all these steps before tonight. She removed Todd’s belt from his jeans and tied his hands with the belt to the back legs of the chair. She was again in complete control.

After tying up Todd, my wife then removed her g-string to expose her very well manicured pussy. She went back to him and began to rub her pussy all over his chest. If she was aware she was completely naked, except for the heels, in front of five men, she did not let on.

With one quick movement, she removed his pants and underwear revealing Todd’s cock, which was not all the way hard yet. It was probably the alcohol, because any sober man would have already cum in his pants. However, even not completely hard, his cock was huge. Stacey was taken back for a second at the size of it, also.

But she quickly gained her composure and began to lick his cock in order to get it hard. She was an expert cocksucker and had no problem getting it hard. She continued to give him a blowjob, but she was having a hard time getting his cock all the way into her mouth. She had had plenty of practice on my seven-inch cock, but this one was every bit of eight or nine inches.

With the way I noticed she was gyrating her hips, Stacey was ready to fuck him. Shortly, she got up, got a condom and put it over his cock. She undid his hands and led him over to the bed. Laying him down, she quickly straddled him and let his cock enter her pussy.

She had been waiting to be fucked since the restaurant and she wasted no time getting into a fast rhythm. She was sitting up and moving up and down on his cock as fast as she could. Her tits were bouncing and she was moaning loud enough to be heard a few rooms away.

The site was breathtaking. I was not alone in that assessment, because Todd’s friends were just standing there staring, watching Stacey fuck the shit out of him.

After about five minutes, Stacey finished her second orgasm, and collapsed down onto Todd’s chest. The pace of her hips had slowed, and she was now kissing Todd very passionately. His hands were guiding her hips to move along the entire length of his cock.

As they continued to kiss, the pace again began to quicken. Todd had some amazing staying power, but part of that was most likely the booze. After about another 20 minutes of them fucking with Stacey, who had another 2 or 3 orgasms, on top, Todd was about to cum.

Stacey slid off his cock, slid off the condom and began to jack him off. He was soon cumming and my wife was swallowing every drop. The scene was almost too much for me to handle. However, Stacey still had more tricks up her sleeve.

After making sure she had got every ounce of cum out of Todd’s cock, she got off the bed, stood up, kicked off her heels and stared at the three other men, especially the bulges in their pants.

“It looks like I see three people who really enjoyed that show,” she said, looking at them stare at her naked body. “I’ll to you three what. The first one of you boys to get completely naked will get a special prize.”

I had never seen three men get naked so fast in my entire life. Mike was naked first, but only by a fraction of a second. All three men stood in front of my wife naked and sporting very, very stiff cocks. Stacey surveyed the cocks, which were much smaller than Todd’s. Steve’s was probably the biggest, but his was smaller than mine was. Mike had a short cock, but it was thick, and Jim’s was long but skinny.

Stacey walked over to Mike, grabbed his cock, and kissed him. She was slowly stroking his dick when she broke the kiss.

“Since you were the first naked, you win,” she told him. “But you will have to wait for your prize.” 

She grabbed Steve and Jim by the cock and led them over to other bed in the room. She told Steve to put on a condom and Jim to get on the bed and on his knees. Stacey got on the bed on all fours. She grabbed Jim’s cock and began giving him a blowjob. Steve joined them on the bed, and entered my wife from behind.

Watching Stacey suck a cock while being fucked from behind was a fantasy I had always played out in my mind, but to see it live made me more horny than I had ever been in my life. I wanted to start jerking off right then at the sight, but I knew I had to wait.

Steve was fucking my wife very hard from behind. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the room and was complimented by the muffled sounds of Stacey moaning, but having a cock in her mouth. Steve had probably wanted to do this since he had been fingering my wife on the dance floor back at the club.

After a few minutes, Jim could not last any longer and began to cum in her mouth. He was no more through dropping his load into my wife’s mouth, when Steve withdrew, took off his condom and moved to have her swallow his load. She eagerly took his cock into her mouth and within seconds was swallowing his cum as well. 

It was a sight I thought I would never see in my lifetime. Within ten minutes, my wife had swallowed fairly large amounts of cum from three different men. However, she was not done.

She told Jim and Steve to move off to the side and motioned Mike to come to the bed. She grabbed another condom off the nightstand and put it on his cock.

“Now for your prize,” she told Mike. “Since you were the first naked, I believe that means you wanted to fuck me the most. Is that right? Well, I am very flattered. For that great compliment, you get to fuck my asshole, butt I want to swallow your cum.”

I was stunned. She had let me fuck her ass only a couple of times. She had always said she enjoyed it, but she never really seemed to be into anal sex, so I rarely ever pushed to do it. Now, she was suggesting it. I felt slightly jealous that she would want to have anal sex with this guy. However, I knew I was powerless to do anything about it.

She laid down on her stomach and poked her ass up in the air. Mike was more than eager to oblige my wife. He slowly began to work his cock into her ass. However, once he was in, he could not help himself and began to pound her asshole with his cock. She was screaming with pleasure. I knew he could not last that long and soon he was withdrawing and removing his condom. Like his buddies, his cock was swallowed by Stacey and he came in her mouth. Like the others, she swallowed his entire load.

Before I could wonder if the sexual escapades were over, Stacey was over to the other bed where Todd was laying. He had been watching his buddies fuck her and was hard again. 

Stacey’s aggressiveness was a little bit of a surprise. She had always loved sex, but she had never acted anything like this. I guess being in the room with four other naked guys had brought out a slut in her that I never knew existed.

As all of this was entering my head, Stacey had gotten into a 69 position with Todd. She was sucking his cock while he licked her pussy. It was the first time in the evening she had received any oral pleasure. Because of that, Todd’s tongue was able to bring her to orgasm in just a few minutes, which was the at least the fourth time he had been able to do this. 

Stacey realized Todd’s sexual expertise. She looked at his friends and said, “My god, the slut this guy is marrying is very lucky. To have a cock like that to play with all the time, wow!!”

She took another condom off the table and wrapped it over Todd’s dick. She moved onto her back and pulled Todd over her. He quickly entered her and began to fuck her like there was no tomorrow. She met every one of his thrusts. Her hands were guiding his hips and her legs were wrapped around him forcing him faster and deeper into her.

After about ten minutes of this, and another 2 or 3 orgasms for Stacey, Todd began to get tired. They rearranged themselves so that he could fuck her doggy-style. She motioned for each of his friends to come over to where she could suck on their dicks.

For the next twenty minutes, Todd continued to fuck her, his stamina was amazing, while his friends alternated between getting their dicks sucked and kissing or licking some part of Stacey’s bodies. They were paying close attention to her beautiful tits. All of the attention brought Stacey to another couple of orgasms, which brought her total to close to double figures for the evening.

Finally, Todd filled his condom full of cum and withdrew from the activities. He sat over on one of the chairs, and the effects of the alcohol, late time and sex had exhausted him and he was soon asleep. His friends, however, still had plenty of energy. Whereas their first orgasm had been building since the strip club, they now had the stamina to make their evening last.

Stacey had now moved onto her back, close to the edge of the bed where Mike was standing and fucking her pussy. She came a few more times, but her moans were muffled because Steve and Jim and placed their cocks within inches of both sides of her face and she was taking turns sucking on each of them.




Stacey & the Bachelor Party



After about 15 minutes of fucking her, Mike blew his load into his condom and retired to the other chair to watch the rest of the activities.

Stacey was not going to rest until she had finished off Steve and Jim for the second time. She put condoms on each of their cocks and positioned Steve on his back. She straddled him and slid his dick into her pussy. She then grabbed Jim’s dick and positioned it at the opening of her ass.

He slowly guided his cock into her ass and began to pump away, while Steve was pumping his cock in her pussy. Being double penetrated, Stacey began to experience orgasm after orgasm for the next ten minutes. By the time they were filling their condoms, she probably had another five orgasms.

After Jim and Steve had cum again, the three friends began to get dressed. They woke Todd up and he groggily got dressed. Stacey remained naked on the bed smiling at them from ear to ear.

Steve bent over, gave her a deep, passionate kiss, and said, “Thanks for giving my friend one last great night of sex before he gets married.

“And for letting us have our way with you,” he continued, “we decided to throw in another $300. If you ever lose your current job, you would be a fabulous call girl. If you do, let us know!!”

He tossed the money on the bed and helped Todd walk out of the room. Jim and Mike both gave my wife a deep kiss before they left the room.

I was alone again with my wife. I really had no idea what to say.

“So how long have you been planning this little fantasy of yours in your head,” I managed to ask after a few moments.

“Since I was 16 and watched my first porno. Seeing that gangbang made me want to be the star of one ever since. I was just always too shy to ever follow through with it. And then, tonight, well, I don’t know what came over me, but, when they offered me the money to fuck Todd, I just had to. I just hope this doesn’t make you feel different toward me. But looking at the bulge in your pants, I think you enjoyed watching.”

“So how exhausted are after all of these festivities,” I asked.

“It is four in the morning, and I probably had 15 orgasms. Why?” she asked seductively.

“Well, I was just wondering how this little fantasy of yours ended.”

“It ends with my wonderful husband getting naked, putting on one of those condoms, and fucking my asshole.”

It took me no time to get my clothes off, I may have beat Mike’s time. Releasing my cock from my underwear felt wonderful. I put the condom on, and got on the bed. Stacey had already moved to her stomach and had her ass in the air.

I put the tip of my cock at her asshole and worked into all the way in. Since she had been fucked already twice in the ass, it was very easy to enter. I was also glad, because there was no way I could contain myself from pumping her ass hard. 

Within minutes, I felt I was going to cum. Stacey sensed it too, because she quickly got positioned in front of me. She took off the condom and stroked my cock until I had the most earth-shattering orgasm of my life. Stacey tried to swallow it all, but I had too much cum stored from being so hard all evening. Some dripped down her chin, but she managed to swallow most of my load.

Stacey then moved up and gave me a deep kiss. The warmth of my cum and the thought of the other men’s cum that had been in her mouth this evening, made the kiss feel different. I don’t want to say it was better, but in many ways this kiss was like the first time we had ever kissed.

After we got done kissing, we got dressed, left the room and started home. 

Before Stacey fell asleep she told me, “I promise I will make this up to you and give you a night of sex like you’ve never had before too.”

When we got home, I helped Stacey out of the car. We did not even bother to get cleaned up. We both got undressed and collapsed onto the bed. The final thought that crossed my mind before I fell asleep was that I thought how much I loved this side of Stacey, and what did she have in store for me?



Stacey and the Janitor



I was dripping with sweat. What a workout. I had been so tired after working late that I wasn't sure if I was even going to make it to the gym, a rare occurrence for me, but now I was glad I had come. Exercise always cleared my head- now, the stresses of the day were gone and all I could think about was getting home and having big, hot meal and a long, hot shower. 

The locker room was all but empty. The only other person, a young blonde woman, was just packing up her bag. I didn't expect to see anyone at all to be honest. Normally my day ends around 11pm and at that time I tend to be the only person at Total Body Gym, but tonight I hadn't left work until after midnight. It had to be past 1am by now. 

I shuffled around in my gym bag, waiting for the girl to leave. As a fit, healthy woman in my mid-thirties, normally I was pretty alright with my body, but this girl was at least ten years my junior and I was in no mood for the comparisons I would inevitably be compelled to make if I got naked. After a minute or two, she stepped past me and I heard the heavy wooden door swing open, then shut behind me. 

Finally. I ripped off my sticky tank top and stepped out of my Nikes. Any other day I might hide behind the row of lockers instead of stripping in the middle of the room, right in front of the door. But since it was so late, I really didn't fear anyone walking in on me. I peeled off the gray sports bra I had bought just the day before. It was a tad small and left angry red lines across my chest and under my arms. I massaged the indented skin, my breasts bouncing with the movement. 

I remembered I had a bottle of body lotion in my bag. The bra had probably been a poor choice; I hadn't realized how tight it was until I took it off. I dug out the lotion, popped the cap and began massaging the cream into my skin. It was cold, and I noticed my nipples began to harden. Gently, I dabbed a spot of lotion onto each one. It was freezing, and I shivered, then giggled to myself. Slowly, I began to rub the lotion into each nipple with my index fingers. 

Suddenly I heard a gasp to my right. To my horror, I turned and saw a young man standing in the doorway with a cart full of mops and cleaning supplies. He couldn't have been older than 21 and was surprisingly attractive for such a young kid. His eyes were glued to my breasts. 

About a million thoughts ran through my head. I was frozen in place for what felt like forever. I willed my legs to move but they were rooted to the spot and the longer I stood there, the more I felt a heat growing between my thighs. The kid was making no moves to leave or disguise what he was staring at and I began to feel a little bit flattered. It wasn't like I was totally new to exhibitionism. I'd had a boyfriend in college who liked that sort of thing, and I would wear short skirts with no panties in public, or see-through shirts with no bra, or maybe flash people my breasts while he drove. But this, this felt much more intimate. To my surprise, I realized I didn't hate it. 

I had a split second to decide what I would do and without fully knowing what I was doing, I resumed rubbing my nipples. I watched his face while his jaw dropped , realizing what was happening. I pinched them lightly, then covered them with my hands, waiting for him to meet my gaze. He didn't seem to want to, put finally he looked up, his intense blue eyes meeting my green ones. 

I didn't smile, didn't say a word, simply leaned down, keeping my eyes locked to his and slowly stepped out of my shorts. His eyes shot to my hips and popped open wide and I couldn't help but smile a little. After that Barbie doll I had just seen, this was a nice reminder that I was still pretty sexy. 

I thanked the gods that I had grabbed a cute pair of panties while getting dressed this morning. It was a thong, entirely pink lace, and the top of the lace hit my hips in the perfect spot, emphasizing my flat stomach. I kicked the shorts aside and ran my thumbs along the inside of the waist of the thong, teasing him. He looked up at me quickly, smiling, then returned his gaze to what my hands were doing. 

I began to slowly lower the waistband, then stopped short like I had changed my mind. I wondered if he would ask me to keep going but he just watch, enraptured with my performance. So I turned around and bent at the waist to pick up my lotion. The move was a little over-exaggerated but it gave him a perfect view of my ass in the thong. I heard him groan and looked back over my shoulder to see him adjusting the crotch of his pants. I bit back a smile. 

Retrieving the lotion from my bag again, I turned back to the boy and squirted some onto each breast. I began massaging them once again, paying close attention to my nipples. They were getting extremely hard from all the rubbing and I felt a wetness in my panties. I was worried this teasing was beginning to backfire. Showing off for a stranger was one thing, actually fucking them quite another, but the cold air on my almost naked, half lotion-covered body and the attention of this very attractive, very young man was making me incredibly light-headed. It was hard to think, the only thing I could focus on was the sensation of my silky fingers, sliding across my tits, and his eyes, hungrily roaming every inch of my body. I could tell he was dying to get his hands on me, wishing my fingers were his and that only made the light-headedness worse. Without thinking, I pulled my panties off and stepped out of them, standing before him completely naked. 

Without the thin fabric covering it, the wetness on my pussy left me even colder under the air conditioning. The boy must have read my mind. Slowly, he walked towards me, a look in his eyes that might have scared me if I hadn't been so horny. He looked like he wanted to tear me apart. It was a look that made my legs turn to jelly. 

With no warning, he shoved his hand between my damp thighs and thrust a finger into my pussy. I cried out, half in pain and half in ecstasy, but that seemed only to encourage him. He pulled me towards him with the finger that was deep inside me and attacked my neck, biting and sucking on my sweaty skin. I wondered if he thought it was gross but he certainly didn't seem to mind. 

He pulled his finger out of me and I let out a little whimper, but he slapped a hand over my mouth and grabbed my hip, slamming my crotch into his cock. It was hard, and felt absolutely huge. I began to grind my pussy on it, growing wetter by the second.

Without warning the boy lifted me up and pinned me against the lockers, about a foot in the air. His body was pressed against mine but his arms were still supporting my weight and I marveled at his strength, admiring the now bulging muscles in his biceps. Slowly, he lowered me down just a little and my dripping wet pussy glided smoothly over his cock. I moaned as he entered me. It wasn't the biggest I'd ever had but it was by no means the smallest and within seconds he proved he knew how to use it. 

Because I was lifted up I was all but impaled on his cock and with every upward thrust of his, I took his dick deeper than I've taken anyone's before. The third time I cried out, and my voice echoed in the empty locker room. I worried someone might hear us and apparently the boy had the same thought because he quickly slapped a hand over my mouth, supporting me now with only one arm and his cock. This brought him somehow even deeper and I all but screamed into his hand. 

"Shut up," he growled, and bit into my neck so hard I thought he might pierce the skin. 

I couldn't believe I was enjoying this. I'm always the one to take charge in the bedroom. I like structure and predictability. Not necessarily boring, mind you. I just want to know what I'm getting myself into before I start and what the parameters are. I am a lawyer, after all. 

But this boy was the opposite of predictable. I had no idea what would happen next and the idea of that, the thought of putting the control in someone else's hands, knowing I could do nothing if things went south was making me almost lightheaded with fear and excitement. I could feel my own juices dripping down my thigh as he fucked me. 

I was in pain too. The best pain I've ever felt in my life. My pussy and belly were throbbing from being repeatedly impaled by his dick and my neck felt like it could be bleeding from his biting. My lungs weren't getting enough oxygen with his hand over my mouth and nose and I felt like I might pass out at any moment. I wasn't sure how to tell him this and was afraid to try and push him off. To my complete shock, the asphyxiation was actually turning me on. Apparently I was kinkier than I ever knew. 

With every second my vision grew dimmer and my pussy grew wetter. I was concerned about what might happen if I passed out but then he suddenly pulled his hand away and air came rushing back into my lungs.

I slumped forward over his shoulder, taking ragged, painful breaths and unable to move. He carried me across the room and set me down on something hard and when I opened my eyes I was greeted with the sight of his rigid cock just inches from my face. It was glistening wet but other than that it looked delicious. 

"Suck, bitch."

I wished I could wipe it off first but I doubted he would let me so I gingerly took it in my hand and stroked it a few times. He grew impatient and grabbed my head, jamming my lips into his rod. I opened my mouth reluctantly and he slammed my head into his crotch, pushing his cock into the back of my throat. I gagged and sputtered, both at the taste of my own juices and the fact that a seven inch rod was down my throat, but he just seemed to like this reaction. He pulled almost entirely out of my mouth then slid back in, going slower this time. He eased it it down my throat until my lips hit his pubic hair and he moaned loudly. 

"Oh my god," I heard him whispered. 

I tried to smile but just then it became too much and I started gagging. He held my head, trying to keep himself in my mouth but I was going to choke and I shook my head to the side until he pulled out. 

Without giving me a chance to rest, he flipped me onto my stomach on the bench, lifted my butt into the air and spread my pussy lips. I started to protest but he wasn't listening and forced himself into me for the second time in ten minutes. I cried out in pain, not loud enough to echo this time and he just grinned devilishly at me, then dove for my neck, biting and sucking at the tender skin. I couldn't do much else but whimper and enjoy the piercing pain in my neck coupled with the waves of pleasure coursing from deep within me where he was impaling me. 

I could feel myself coming close to orgasm. I'd never come through intercourse before, my body always needing clitoral stimulation too. But this boy, this stranger, had taken me so completely that I thought I could come if he just gave me of few more minutes of his cock. 

But suddenly he pulled completely off of me and rolled over and the worst possible time. I turned to complain but his hand was already shoved between my thighs, his fingers pushing inside me and his thumb pressed against my clit. It took only a minute or so of his big, skilled hands fucking me before I felt my back arch and a wave of pleasure took me out of this universe. I took a moment to marvel once again at the fact that I was letting a stranger do this to me and when I came back down to Earth, my body still trembling, he was on top of me again, pushing inside. I did nothing to stop him, couldn't have even if I wanted to. I was jelly. 

He had no trouble entering me; I was sopping wet and still gushing as he began to fuck me again. He reached down and ran his finger along my pussy lip, making me shiver, then brought the glistening finger to his mouth and sucked my juices off. It was incredibly hot in a very dirty way and I felt myself getting turned on again despite having just come. 

I guess I wanted to impress him, because that's the only way I can explain why I then reached down, slid my own finger into myself as he also entered me. I could feel myself stretched even further and I moaned softly. He smiled and I was encouraged, so I slowly slid my finger out, feeling the rigidity of his cock inside me as I did so. Looking him in the eye, I brought my finger to my mouth and licked my juices off in an exaggerated, porn star fashion. He seemed to enjoy the show because he suddenly grunted loudly, grabbed me roughly by the hips and shoved himself as deeply into me as he possibly could. I felt his cum fill my pussy and begin to slowly drip out. It felt warm and electric and I pulled him as far into me as I could for just a moment, enjoying feeling incredibly full and incredibly slutty. Finally he pulled out of me, kissed me softly on the lips and began to dress. 

I lay quietly on the bench, just enjoying the show of a half naked, ripplingly muscled kid. Finally he was fully dressed and made his way to the door, as he went to leave he turned and smiled the sexiest smile I had ever seen in my life. 

I was bursting with questions, half wishing he wouldn't go and as he turned back around I blurted out, "How old are you?"

He chuckled and met my eyes. 

"Nineteen."

Then he was gone and I laid naked on the bench in the gym locker room, my hand slowly traveling down my belly and past my hips.



Stacey and the Neighbor



The roof on my son's backyard clubhouse needed to be replaced. The boards were rotting or warped, and just looked plain terrible. Our neighborhood of closely packed houses sure didn't need to see that ugly roof poking over the fence. 

We'd had a lot of rain lately, especially on the weekends. The rain, of course, sure helped out the rotting and warping of the clubhouse roof, but it also ruined my chances of getting any work done on it. 

So there I was, taking a day off from work on a Wednesday, just to repair the roof. I didn't mind at all. The sun had finally come out and the sky was a perfect blue. There wasn't a cloud in sight. 

I climbed up into the clubhouse and started removing the boards around 9 a.m. The clubhouse was one of those pre-fabricated kits with a slide, climbing tower and swing set attached to the side. The "house" part was a good six feet in the air, placing the roof about 12 feet high. 

It took a lot of banging and use of a crowbar bar to remove the roof. About an hour later, with the sun really high in the sky, I began cutting the boards for the new roof. 

The circular saw cut a high pitched whine through the morning air as I cut the wood to fit. Finally, I had everything I needed. I tossed the boards up into the clubhouse and put the ladder into place. It was hot, so I removed my shirt. 

Once up on the ladder, I had a bird's eye view of the houses around mine. It was kind of strange to see the neighborhood when everyone is at work. All of the carefully manicured yards were empty for me to view. I admired their lawn and gardens for a few minutes and then turned my mind back to my work. 

After hammering in the first three boards, I was surprised to hear the back door of the house to my right open and close. I had assumed that everyone was at work. I looked over, expecting to say hello to Kevin that lived next door, but to my surprise it was his wife, Stacey. 

Stacey. 

Stacey with the long brunette hair. 

Stacey with the "girl next door" looks. 

Stacey in a bikini. 

Stacey in a blue bikini with a smile that brightened up the whole world. The same Stacey I had admired over the years as she jogged through the neighborhood, washed her car in the driveway, and weeded the flower beds. The same Stacey that was now staring at me with a curious smile on her face. "Hi Jim..." she said with a smirk. I had been caught staring. 

Oh yeah. I had been staring. Somewhere back in my mind I knew what I was doing, and I still couldn't stop myself. Her voice brought me out of my stupor. 

"Hi Jim," she had said. I've never heard anything sound so sweet. 

I slowly recovered, but that didn't mean I wasn't a man. 

"Wow!" I heard come from my mouth. "You look incredible." 

Did I just say that? I'm standing on a ladder, high in the air, staring at my gorgeous neighbor and I tell her how hot she looks? I was expecting her to....oh hell, I don't know what I expected, but I didn't think it would go the way it did. 

"Thanks!" Stacey said with a flash of that perfect smile. Then, oh my...then she spun around to show me the entire view. 

I nearly fell off the ladder. 

No, it wasn't a thong. But it was a string bikini and it showcased a perfect female body. 

Stacey isn't some young supermodel. She's a regular woman. She's in her mid-thirties I guess and she's filling out into a real woman. Still, she has the perfect attitude on life and she's comfortable with her body. I'd have to say she's more than comfortable. 

"What do you think?" She asked. 

"Looks fine, " I said as I reached down unconsciously to adjust my stiffening cock. 

"Wait!" my mind screamed in my head, "don't grab your dick!" Too late of a warning. 

Stacey gave me a knowing smile as she watched me squeeze my cock through my jeans. "Well, I guess you like it a lot! I'll take that as a complement." She laughed. 

"Uhhhhh," I stammered out, "I'm sorry. It's just that.....Ummmm." 

Stacey walked over until she was so close to the fence that all I could see was her face. She looked up at me and said, "That's all right, Jim. It's nice to know I have that effect on men." 

She looked me right in the eye as her shoulders dipped down. I couldn't see what she was doing, but she soon stood back up and then whispered softly, "In fact, you can look at me all you want." 

Stacey reached up with her hand and placed her bikini top on the fence. "I'm going to go lay out for awhile. Have fun working." She turned and walked back over to the lawn where she had spread out a blanket. 

I nearly fell off the ladder again, only this time it was because my cock was hard and pressing against the wall of the clubhouse. One good throb and it would knock me backwards. 

I watched her walk away from me. Smooth bare skin with brown hair flowing down her back. She teasingly lay down on her stomach, denying me a view of her breasts. 

I continued staring. 

"You're not working!" she called out, shaking me from my perfect world of just watching her lay there. 

I went back to work, but with one eye on the boards and one eye on Stacey, I was not the best of carpenters. My nails kept getting bent, or I'd miss them altogether. Finally, I put the last board in place and was finished. 

"Are you finished?" I heard her ask as the sounds of my last bit of hammering died away. 

"Yeah," I answered. "I'm done." 

"Good, then I can roll over now, " she replied. 

Stacey rolled slowly over and gave me a view of her topless body. Her breasts were nothing short of fantastic. They were full, but not huge. The perfect pair of breasts. 

As I watched, she sat up and cupped them in her hands. She looked over at me and smiled. To my amazement, she began to put on a little show for me. 

She never took her eyes from mine as she rubbed and caressed her breasts. She gently tugged and pulled on her nipples until they were erect and sticking out proudly. 

I stared. I don't think I even blinked. 

"Watch me." I heard her say softly. 

Her hands began moving across her body. She would slide them across her glistening breasts and then move them down across her belly. Each time, she would go lower and lower until they finally began sliding under the waist of her bikini bottoms. 

After a few minutes of this, she looked at me and said, "Are you still watching me?" 

I could only nod my head up and down. She then did what I think is one of the most erotic things a woman can do. She tucked her thumbs into the sides of her bikini, raised her ass up, and slid the bikini bottoms down to her knees. Then, she worked her legs back and forth until the bikini had slid down to her ankles. She kicked it off of one leg, and then flung it off to the grass with her other foot. 

Stacey then slowly opened her legs wide for me. Showing me everything she had. 

Naked. She was totally naked and lying in the sun on a blanket, showing off for the neighbor. 

Stacey then got busy with her hands. She kept her left hand busy pinching and tugging on her nipples. Her right hand dipped down between her legs, brushing through the small tuft of brown hair until she reached her pussy. She spread the lips of her pussy wide and I could see the moisture glistening there. 

I stood there on that ladder, staring over the fence as my lovely neighbor masturbated for me. 

Stacey's hand worked slowly through her wet pussy. Soon it looked like every inch of skin there was covered with a slick juice. Then she moved her fingers up to her clit and began to work them back and forth. 

As her body began to tense, she looked up at me one more time and again said, "Watch me. Watch me!" Each time was with greater urgency. "Watch me come!" she said in a loud voice. 

I watched as her body shook through her orgasm. I watched as her legs rose into the air. I watched as her hips moved side to side and finally her whole torso rose up and then slammed down hard on the blanket. 

She moaned loudly as her orgasm overtook her. With each "Unhh!" through gritted teeth, she rose up and slammed her hips down. It seemed to last forever. 

Finally she collapsed with a "Whew!" escaping her lips. 

I stood on the ladder silent. In awe at what I had seen. 

After a few minutes, Stacey sat up and said, "Get down from there." 

She walked over towards the fence again. She looked up at me as I was climbing down. "Come over here with your tools and pull one of the panels off." 

I attacked the wooden fence panel with my crowbar and hammer. In only seconds I had worked all of the nails out and the panel was free. A 10 inch gap was now open. 

"Take out your cock and lean in close," she ordered. 

I carefully unzipped my jeans and worked my cock free. My underwear was wet from the precum that had soaked it while I had watched Stacey get off. 

"Mmmmm," she whispered, "that looks really nice. Now push it through the fence." 

I practically melted my body up against the wood of the fence, pushing my hips forward and my hard cock through the gap. 

Stacey went down on her knees and I felt the hot wetness of her mouth as she took me in. She slid as much of my cock into her mouth as she could, and then began sucking and licking it. She was good. 

One of her hands slid into the gap and reached up to cradle my balls. She slid her fingernails along my sack as her other hand began stroking at the base. 

She was tugging and tickling, and sucking and licking. She was a true mistress of the craft and soon she felt my balls tighten up. 

"I'm about to come," I moaned. 

"Come baby, come all over me!" Stacey moaned. 

She moved her mouth up and down, sucking me quickly until she felt my cock throb hard in her mouth. She pulled it out and continued her slick stroking as I shot jet after jet of hot come onto her neck and breasts. 

"Mmmmm," she whispered, "that's it. Come all over me!" 

Finally, I was through. My heart was pounding and my chest was heaving. My softening cock slipped from her grip and she stood up. 

She smiled at me through the gap. "We'll have to coordinate a day off together again. This was nice." 

"Yeah, let's do that." I breathlessly replied. 

"See ya!" She said with a smile and reached up and grabbed her top from the fence. I watched that awesome naked body walk away from me. She bent over and picked up her blanket and bikini, stood and blew me a kiss and went inside her house. 

I put the panel back onto the fence, but this time I only used one nail to hold it in place.



Stacey Baby



The following story is from my fantasies, please email me with your thoughts on it ... ENJOY!

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Stacey had thick, shoulder-length brunette hair, scintillating bluish gray eyes, and was at the least a hefty 34C, and her shirt framed her fabulous cleavage teasingly, with about a 25 inch waist and 35 inch hips on a 5'4 body; creamy smooth long legs, topped with an inebriating mini-skirt; she was built for sex!

I watched her from across the room, moving as she played pool. Shot after sweet shot, she sunk her balls, and the moment I'd been waiting for, she was at an angle directly in front of me—I could clearly see up her skirt as she leaned forward. As she lined herself to take the shot, she looked over her shoulder at me and asked,

"Jay, can you see up my skirt?" 

I answered her, "No." 

She smiled and winked, as she set herself. As soon as Stacy drew her cue back, I commented, 

"Nice purple panties, hon!" with a smile. 

She missed her shot as the room filled with laughter filled the room, and she fell on the table. I was smiling ear-to-ear as she walked over to me with her lips and eyes pursed in mock anger; she wrapped her arms around my head and smiled at me before sitting in my lap, 

"Thanks for keeping my secret, baby." 

I took her out of the room and whispered in her ear while I cupped her pussy mound in my hand and squeezed, 

"You go commando often, here at college?" 

Stacy just cooed and licked her lips, "I was feeling naughty this evening, Master, and I was bored." She reclined on my shoulder, as I took her outside.

I whispered to her, "I about fainted when I looked and saw your holes displayed for those guys to see; those are my toys." 

Stacy looked at me with a contorted face and pleaded, "I'm so sorry, Master; I swear I won't do it again ... I swear, I swear, I swea—" 

I took her behind a leafy tree in back of the main building. "It'll be fine, baby, everything'll be fine." 

I cupped her bare bottom and squeezed her cheeks as I kissed her softly and pressed my finger against her asshole. Stacey instinctively stood and bent over in front of me, showing me the bare curve of her hip and protruding pussy mound. 

I rubbed my hand over her supple flesh kneading and pinching her rolling lobes. She pressed back into my palm, as I caressed her taut smooth skin, and then braced for what was coming. I lifted my hand away from her cheeks and slapped her ass repeatedly until the skin was loose and warm; my hand prints all over her stinging red cheeks. She wiggled her bottom, and started to stand up straight. I stopped her,

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm not finished yet, gotta teach you a lesson." 

She smiled and wiggled her ass in the cool night air as I caressed the sting out of her hot butt. My hand trailed down and up through her slit, 

"God, you thrill me, baby!" 

Stacey looked back at me, "I'm ready, Master." 

I took my belt off and lashed it gently over her exposed butt a few times. I leaned to kiss her forcefully on the mouth as I looped the belt in my hand, whispering, 

"I love you so much, baby!" 

Stacey smiled and braced as I traced the leather over her lithe skin, and then I raised the belt away from her ass and brought it down with a loud smack; the seams of the belt left a fleeting red mark on Stacey's skin. I lashed the belt over her ass repeatedly, listening to her muffled yelps. Stacey's knees buckled a few times, but hardly made a sound as the belt landed forcefully against her ass. When her ass was throbbing and red and gave off a lot of heat, I paused, looking at the crisscross patterns on her skin; her pussy glistening in the moonlight as she panted, but I wasn't through yet. I reached forward and buried my thumb in her drenched pussy, pumping tenderly for a few seconds to get it adequately wet before putting it deeply in her aching ass. Stacey made a delighted sound as my first two fingers plunged into her hungry cunt, pumping both her yearning holes, as I used my ring finger to rub her throbbing clit. Stacey sounded in rapture and my hand was totally covered in her wonderful juices so I kept pumping faster and faster till her orgasm crashed through her body like a tsunami; she buried her face in my shirt and squealed as loud as she could with each pulse of her orgasmic tide,

"Thank you so much Master, I needed that! And you need to get to your rehearsal."

I loved her with every fiber of my being, and getting her off was especially a joy, she was so beautiful when she came, so precious, and oh so sweet. I licked my hand clean and savored every drop of her juice and gave her generous pussy a huge kiss, collecting all her cream as possible, hugging her with both arms,

"I needed that, baby, thank you!

She took a fresh pair of panties out of her purse and put them on with a smile,

"Anytime, Master!"

I turned my chair around and headed down the sidewalk to the auditorium for rehearsal.

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