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The First Time

By: mutepenguin



All characters are 18 years of age or older.

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She got goose bumps all over her body as he lightly breathed on her neck. His hands caressed her shoulders. A light kiss along her jaw made her shudder. The anticipation of what was coming was driving her wild. 

He spun her on her heels and kissed her lips. As their lips met, electricity shot through her body. His soft tongue parted her mouth and met hers. His palms slid down her shoulders and found her lower back. He pulled her tight against his chest. As their kiss deepened, she felt her knees grow weak. She walked backward toward the bed, and he followed. 

They sat down and resumed their passionate kissing. His hand found its way to her hip. He caressed her hip and thigh. She trembled feeling his touch. She reached out and placed her hand on his chest. She felt his chiseled pecks beneath his light weight shirt. Their lips separated and he looked into her eyes. Staring back at him, she nodded. 

He slowly unbuttoned the top button of her blouse, then the next one. He reached the last button and parted the silk to each side. The girl's modest breast fit neatly into her lace bra. Her flat stomach was soft and pale. She stood up in front of him and shrugged the blouse from her shoulders, and it fell to the floor. She grabbed the bottom of his T-shirt, and he lifted his arms over his head as she peeled the shirt from his hard body. He put his hands on her hips and slid her skirt down revealing matching panties. She turned her back to him showing off her tight little butt. She reached between her shoulder blades and unclasped her bra. Letting the straps fall from her shoulders, the bra slipped to the floor. She turned back around, her arm and hand covering her tiny mounds. Almost bare, she blushed a little and grinned at him. 

He stood and stepped toward her. He placed his palms on her slender hips, pulling her close. She put her arms around his neck and their chests pressed against one another. When their lips parted, her hands made their way down to his belt. She unclasped the belt and then unbuttoned his jeans. The zipper was next. She slowly slid the zipper down. She guided his jeans over his hips until they dropped. He stepped out of the fabric that had gathered at his feet. The two were now standing in nothing but their underwear. The ample bulge in his boxer briefs made her body tingle. He quickly grabbed her by the hips and picked her up. She threw her legs around his waist. Her tiny nipples were pointing strait at his face. He took one in his mouth and sucked gently then slightly nibbled. She let out a gasp and moaned softly. 

He turned and put her down on her back. The mattress accepted her gently. His mouth never left her small tit. He brought one of his hands up to the other small mound on her chest and lightly pinched the nipple. Her small breast was enveloped in his large palms as he gently squeezed. She couldn't contain her moaning when his other hand found her wet slit. He rubbed her through her panties. He could feel the juices soaking through the lace. He grabbed the elastic band running around her waist. She lifted her hips as he slid the panties passed her ass. He threw the small wad of lace on the floor and looked at the perfect body lying in front of him. The girl felt shivers running through her nubile body as he ran his hand over her bare vulva. She was ready. 

She nodded at him again. He stood up and pushed his boxer briefs to the floor. As he climbed onto the bed, she watched his swelling member as it grew harder. His girthy rod was about six inches long. He came to rest next to her on the bed. 

He looked into her eyes questioningly, and her eyes gave him the answer. He rolled toward the night stand and reached into the drawer. His hand emerged with a small square package. He removed the condom and slid it down his broad member, climbed on top of her, and positioned himself between her legs. After one last silent conversation, he slowly slid his penis between her little labia. He pushed further as a wince escaped her. He felt a pressure against the tip. He pushed through and she let out a shout. He lowered his body onto hers and held her. After a moment, he pushed the rest of his cock into the tight hole. She moaned. 

Her tight pussy was soaked with juices as he slid in and out of her deflowered vagina. He had never felt anything like it before. She was moaning louder, as he thrust in and out. It began to stop hurting and started to feel good. She lifted her hips into his thrusts ramming her clit into the hilt of his cock. She felt like her body was going to explode. He moved in and then out as she pulled off his dick and exploded all over his cock and balls. Her juices sprayed everywhere as she came screaming. She convulsed under him. When the tremors subsided he guided himself back into her slit. He moved faster now sliding in and out of her. His rhythmic motion was going to make her cum again. Rocking against his every thrust, she pushed him off again spraying his pelvis and thighs with her cum. She could not contain the shouts and moans that accompanied the orgasm. 

She sat up and grabbed his shoulders and guided him down onto his back. The girl climbed onto him and straddled his rod. She reached down and guided him into her dripping mound. She rocked her hips back and forth grinding her clit into his pelvic bone. He reached up and took her little tits into his palms and massaged them hard. Her moaning and screaming could not be contained as she felt another orgasm building. His balls tightened. He was going to cum too. His dick pulsed inside her as he blew his load into the condom. In that instant she fell backward onto the bed as ejaculate erupted from her tiny twat. 

Their first time had been earth shaking, and neither could wait to do it again.

The First Time



You step off the plane as I feel my heart racing. Even though we've known one another online for months, I am so nervous to finally meet you in person. We've planned this weekend for so long and discussed it in depth on the telephone for hours on end, but now the reality of it is here and I can hardly contain my excitement.

I recognize you immediately by the quiet smile on your face as you approach me. There is no awkwardness as you gently pull me to you in a soft kiss. I have awaited this moment for so long. The softness of your lips is exactly what I imagined.

After retrieving your bags we go to my car and enter the throng of traffic waiting outside. You tell me all about your flight as we turn onto the freeway. All very ordinary everyday conversation to help break the ice as we head for the bed and breakfast where we will spend our weekend together. The scenery is magnificent as we get off the freeway and begin our journey through the beautiful mountains. The fall foliage is breathtaking as we wind along the country roads.

As we round a bend in the road, you reach to take my arm and ask me to pull over. You turn the car off and ask me to join you for a walk, saying you've been sitting far too long on the flight. We find a little used trail and begin a beautiful walk with the leaves cascading around us. You take my hand as we walk past a small stream flowing with crystal clear water. In a small clearing you place your hand around my waist and turn me to look at your smiling face. Looking into your warm brown eyes I feel the nervousness melt away as a feeling of longing takes its place.

In a voice almost too small to hear, you say "I've waited for this for so long" as you gently kiss me. A kiss that lasts for what seems like forever. Not too hard, not too soft....just a perfect kiss. My hands feel their way to the small of your back as you pull me closer....our bodies pressing together. I feel you stroke my hair and the nape of my neck as my hands trace the outline of your muscular back and shoulders. A soft moan escapes my lips as we kiss. This moment could not be more perfect or more erotic as I feel your fingers glide across my breasts through my thin cotton blouse.

There is a gentleness in your touch that makes my knees weak. Your embrace is breathtaking. I almost gasp as I feel your lips trail down to my neck, lightly nibbling and gently suckling as your tongue awakens my senses. My head lay back to allow you full access to my soft skin as I stroke the back of your neck and relish the feel of your touch. Your hands find the buttons of my blouse and begin to free my now erect and sensitive nipples. I cannot contain the moan of pleasure that slowly escapes as I feel the fabric fall from my shoulders to the leaf covered ground.

Your mouth finds the spot which will, in short time, be so sensitive I will surely lose my mind in pleasure. I look down to watch as you ever so gently lick and caress my nipple with your warm moist tongue. A shiver passes through my body as I see you take it past your lips and suckle it gently. With one hand on the small of my back pulling me close, you tenderly kneed my other breast in the palm of your other hand. My body trembles and I fear my knees will no longer support me.

I know that I can't take much more of this as I feel you bending my knees with your hand and allowing me to slide slowly to the ground....your body pressing against mine. You lay me gently on the forest floor as your mouth moves to find mine once again. You feel the urgency in my kiss as I open my mouth to accept your searching tongue. I want you.....no, NEED you to make love to me.

I feel my body temperature soaring as you slide your hand down to the top of my skirt. I can hardly contain my excitement as your hand continues its path to lift my skirt and slide underneath. Finding my supple thighs, with a featherlike softness you caress your way up to their end. I am so glad now, that in my haste to get ready and drive to the airport I have forgotten to put on panties this morning. You kiss me harder as you discover a mound of soft wet pubic hair. My body takes over for my mind as my legs part and allow your fingers to probe my most intimate place.

I can no longer contain my body's need for your touch as a long soft moan of pleasure crosses my lips. Your tongue leaves a trail of wetness on my neck and chest as you lower to find my nipples again.......your fingers driving me into a frenzy of pleasure and longing.

As I feel my body approaching a climax, your hands and mouth cease their exploration. I open my eyes to see you standing over me now.....removing my skirt. You fold it and place it under my head, asking if I am comfortable. I smile and assure you I am as you take my hands and place them on my naked breasts. I know what I am to do to please you, my Master.

* * * Part Two * * *

As you stand looking down at me lying on the ground, I caress my breasts as you've told me you so enjoying watching. You remove your shirt, exposing your well muscled chest and abdomen. I enjoy having you see me pleasuring myself, but waht I really want is to please you. I need to feel your body. I need to find what makes you moan and gasp with erotic delight.

You move to stand between my feet as you say, "Open yourself to me Little One." My heart pounds as I hear you call me that for the first time in person. My longing to please you is overpowering. My legs spread to expose myself to you fully. The crisp fall morning air is invigorating...or perhaps it is because I am here, at last, with the man I so long to serve. I look up to see you admiring what is now yours. You have prepared me well to serve you, telling me what I am to do to please you. Telling me how I will be richly appreciated for my gift to you. I want nothing more at this moment than to give myself completely to you.........to please you in any way possible.

You start to unzip your jeans when I quietly ask, "May I do that for you, Sir?" You smile coyly as you nod your approval and move to stand beside me. I ask if I may kneel before you and again you nod your approval. I rise to my knees, looking up into those loving gentle eyes and slowly unzip your jeans. My breath halts as I see what my body so desperately longs for, bulging in its constraints.

As I lower the cloth down your muscular thighs I cannot keep from kissing your hardness. You cup my chin and look down to ask, "Do you want to serve me, Little One?"

I feel myself slip into another dimension, so to speak, as I take your cock into my hand and caress it so gently, so lovingly. I look into your eyes as my mouth opens and ask, "May I, Sir?" With a smile of pleasure on your face you simply nod and gently pull my head to you, inserting yourself into my waiting mouth. I hear you moan longingly as I feel your cock slide across my lips.

"Your mouth will be mine. Do you understand this Little One?" Unable to speak, I nod that I understand and agree. Your hand in my hair, you slowly begin rocking your hips to push yourself deeper and deeper into my warm, moist mouth. I feel you growing harder as my mouth envelopes your full erection. I know you are pleased by the way your breathing becomes faster and heavier. Your movements quicken and become harder and faster. Your breath catches and becomes raspy as I feel you swell inside my throat. As I move my hands to your thighs I hear you let out a long guttural groan as I feel your body pump a stream of warm salty cum into my mouth. I drink it in, loving the taste and feel of it sliding down my throat. I gently suckle you until I feel you becoming flaccid against my tongue. You look down with a gleam in your eye and say, "Little One, I am very well served by you. You have earned a reward for yourself."

With that you lay me back to the ground and place me gently on the bed of our discarded clothing. You spread my thighs and, on your knees, you begin to explore me with your warm tongue. I gasp as you find my swollen clit and begin gently sucking it between your lips, your fingers probing deep inside me. You lick and nibble it until I can't contain the orgasm that has been building for so long. My hips rise to meet your mouth as I scream in pleasure......my body racked by an electric charge running its full length. As I relax and regain my composure, I feel you sliding up my body.....your hands tracing the curves of my shape. Our mouths meet and I taste a heady mix of our salty juices. Our tongues explore, seeking out the remaining drops. I take your hand in mine and kiss each finger as I look deeply into your eyes, saying softly, "I am yours Master......please let me serve you."

A look of utter contentment crosses your face as you kiss my forehead and tell me, "You will serve me well Little One. Very very well."

Our weekend together turned out to be just the beginning of a truly beautiful loving lifelong relationship. One I am so grateful for. Every time I hear you call me "Little One" it reminds me of our first time and makes me love you even more.



The First Time



Sitting on the edge of the bed, she watched him make his way to the closet and pull his shirt over his head. Her heart was pounding as she watched him, yet, curiously, rather than joy; she felt more than a hint of sadness-as though her despair was driving her to this. Yet at the same time, she felt the warmth of arousal starting to stir in her loins, the beginnings of dampness.

He felt her eyes on him as he walked to the closet. His heart too was pounding as he pulled his shirt over his head. He heard her tentatively step over to him and without much surprise felt her hands on his chest as she reached around him and held him. Her lips brushed his shoulder as he turned and gently lifted her lips to his. She pulled herself tight against him-he could feel her small but perfectly shaped breasts through the thin fabric of her top against his chest. He kissed her back hard on the lips, his tongue eagerly exploring her mouth then gently lifted her and carried her back to the bed. Carefully, he placed her there and crawled next to her, placing his leg across her and resumed kissing her.

She felt so wild as he kissed her, his leg across her body, she responded eagerly opening her mouth to his eager tongue. He slipped a hand up under her top and gently began caressing her breast-she felt her nipples harden under his touch and involuntarily opened her legs to feel his body against her. Through his pants she could feel his hardening penis, fueling her arousal. Almost tentatively, he moved his hand from her breast and slipped it into her shorts. She opened her legs further, easing the way. She gasped as his fingers gently found her clitoris...

He heard her sharp intake of breath as he gently began fingering her; soon she was writhing wildly under his touch. Her motions and moans increased his arousal, he felt his penis growing harder and harder. He nearly came too as she cried out and spasmed, pushing her hips off the bed as she reached a shattering orgasm. Still she was kissing him, reaching for the fastener to his pants, freeing his erect penis.

"No, not hear," he croaked as he felt her hands on his member, "Jen will be home soon."

"Ok, where then?" she asked hoarsely.

"Downstairs," he answered and led her by one hand, holding his pants together with the other.

As they made their way downstairs, he wriggled his way out of his pants and underwear. "There," he said motioning toward a weight bench. He padded over to it and sat down on its cool vinyl surface.

Carefully she slipped her shorts and panties off as he sat down on the weight bench. The cool air of the basement felt good on the warmth of her labia. This was the first time she'd seen him naked-and also the first time she'd seen any man other than her husband naked. His jutting erect penis punctuated the realization that she'd crossed a point of no return. Still, the thought gave her pause, but she'd already come this far. She padded over to him and straddled him. He pulled her to him and she felt the warmth of his skin between her legs as he kissed her full on the mouth-she could feel the warmth of his erect penis between cheeks of her bottom. She kissed him back as she lifted herself up. Her heart was pounding like a jackhammer as she felt his penis slide against the opening of her vagina, its warmth almost incandescent against her opening. His hands gently grasped her hips and she carefully arched her back as he gently started to lower her. With a small flex of her hips, the tip of his penis gently parted her labia. She groaned and bit her lower lip as she felt him slowly slide into her, filling her.

She felt so light has he grasped her and the warmth of her against him felt so good. She was so wet and warm as he slowly slid her down onto and around his penis....

He felt her shift her hips and then the head of his penis slipping past her labia. She was so wet that he sipped into her easily, nearly cumming as he felt her warm silky smoothness around him. They rested there a moment with his penis buried deep inside her, becoming accustomed to the enormity of the situation, then gently he began lifting her. And slowly lowered her back onto him. Gently he played with her breasts, kneading them as he repeatedly thrust into her. Within moments, he felt her tense and push herself hard down onto him-as he felt her muscles pulse and contract around as she orgasmed, he couldn't hold back any longer and, with a groan, pumped his semen into her.

She felt him tense as the waves of climax washed over her and soon felt him pulse and the warmth as he pumped his semen into her. She collapsed with a sigh against him, spent. They lay like that for a few moments as she felt him gradually soften inside her.

"Jen will be here soon," he whispered to her, "you'd better leave."

"I know," she sighed, and slowly got up off him.



The First Time



I held her breast in my hand and felt the nipple press my palm. Her nipples were long and easily became hard. Colleen was often embarrassed by them, so she always wore a bra--though she didn't need one--with a thick cup. Not for the extra size it gave her breasts, but to hide her exceptional nipples. Still, on a chilly day, they would announce their presence to the world and lead her through her day. Colleen had once confessed to me that she was certain that it was her fault that her nipples were so long. When she was a girl she had been jealous of her older sister and her large-breasted womanly body. She thought that breasts might be hidden inside her chest, so she had tugged on her nipples constantly in hopes that she could pull her breasts into existence. It hadn't worked. Colleen was still small breasted in the way of tall, elegantly formed women.

Colleen's nipples always get hard in unison. As I grazed my palm gently across her right nipple, I watched the left nipple get hard simultaneously. I leaned over and kissed the shadow cast by her left nipple, and Colleen's breath caught. Her arms were over her head and she moved against the silk scarves that bound her to the headboard.

We had bought the scarves together at a New Orleans vintage clothing store. Colleen was trying on hats and acting goofy. I picked up a red floral print scarf and ran it through my fingers and imagined it tied over Colleen's eyes or around her ankle. I looked up at her and she was staring at me from under a black derby with a look in her eyes that told me she knew what I was thinking. We found four more scarves, one with various Disney characters on it, one solid black, and two more floral prints.

The clerk was a lovely girl named Thea. We had met her on our last trip to New Orleans and taken her out for drinks. Thea, I could tell, had a crush on Colleen. Colleen was a striking woman. She was six feet tall with incredible legs, long red hair, and amazing white skin. Her skin was so white that she looked as though she had been powdered. Thea, on the other hand, was a stunning woman with black skin that gave the impression of depth, like a quarry pool at night, sharp cheekbones and hair cropped close to her skull. She had a walk that made anyone watching her think about what was at the top of her legs--the thing that put the sway in her walk. The first time we met her, she was dressed in a short summery dress that showed off her muscular legs and dark cleavage admirably. Thea had immediately approached Colleen to ask if she could help her in any way. I moved off to look at the vintage suits and watch them move around the shop. Colleen looked over Thea's shoulder and caught me admiring Thea's ass. She raised an eyebrow, but that was her only comment. Later, Colleen tried on a Chinese dress and Thea followed her into the dressing room. When they came out, Colleen was flushed, and I raised an eyebrow in return.

That night, while we were in bed, I asked Colleen about it. She said that Thea seemed interested in what kind of relationship we had, and admired Colleen's silk camisole. Thea had reached out to touch the fabric and the back of her hand touched the top of Colleen's breast. Colleen didn't mention it, but I knew that her nipples must have hardened instantly.

"Would you sleep with her if it could be arranged?," I asked.

"I don't know. I think I would be too shy."

After that we often talked about Thea when we were in bed together. Spinning fantasies together was one of our favorite things. I was desperate to see the two of them together. The contrast of white skin on black, slender elegance and earthy sexuality--just the thought of it drove me mad. I swore that somehow, we would live out this fantasy.

I kissed Colleen deeply and ran the backs of my hands over her hard nipples and watched the gooseflesh rise on her arms and legs, then ran my palms over the gooseflesh. Colleen shivered and let out a small moan. I knew what she wanted me to do, but I continued to tease and caress her. I touched her mouth with my finger and she sucked it in. I moved it back and forth in her mouth and felt the warm wetness that mirrored her lower mouth.

I pulled my finger out of her mouth and slipped it into the other wetness and my mouth followed closely. I loved to taste Colleen's juices. They were abundant and had a fresh, citrusy flavor that I had told her would put Sprite out of business if we bottled it. I brought her to the edge of orgasm then licked her outer lips until her arousal subsided. My tongue knew her contours like the backs of my own teeth and I wanted to tease her.

I got up and went to the door of our room and opened it quietly. Thea was right on time. I could see her coming down the hallway. She looked fevered. Her eyes were large and glistening and her lips looked swollen. I took her in my arms and kissed her, while my hands slipped down to her ass and squeezed. She tilted her hips towards me and rubbed her pubic mound on my thigh. I put a finger to her lips to shush her and took her hands and led her to the bedroom. When she saw Colleen spread-eagle on the bed, her sharp, pink tongue flickered out and moistened her lips.

I gestured for her to wait a moment and went to Colleen. Colleen sensed that I was near and arched her pelvis upward, displaying her wet pussy. Her nipples were still erect and I pulled on them hard, like Colleen liked. She began to moan so I twisted them a little and she began to squirm in earnest. I inserted a finger into her and licked the wetness as I looked at Thea. Thea had let the top of her dress fall, exposing her breasts. As I watched her caress her breasts, she lifted up the hem of her dress and reached inside. She had not worn panties, and I could see that she was cleanly shaven and her inner lips were already protruding and wet and oh-so-pink against her black outer lips. I crooked a slippery finger at Thea and she let her dress fall the rest of the way off and stalked towards us. When she was close enough, I slipped my already wet finger into her plum-smooth vagina. I removed it and tasted the women's mingled juices. I leaned over and kissed Colleen as Thea moved between her legs. When Thea's mouth touched Colleen, her back arched in a powerful orgasm and I could feel her sucking the breath from my lungs.

When Colleen stopped trembling, I removed her blindfold and bonds. She reached out for Thea and kissed her gently. I moved to the arm chair by the bed to watch. Colleen rubbed her small pale breasts against Thea's large black ones and Thea's nipples hardened like two small blackberries. Colleen tasted them and I watched Thea's head arch backward. I leaned forward and touched her amazing ass. It was cool and smooth to the touch. I slid my fingers lower and caressed the outside of her pussy. Though her lips were shaved smooth, she had kept a patch in the front as a sort of jaunty decoration. The hair was thicker and more crinkly than Colleen's thin silky patch. I rubbed my finger tips back and forth through it and then touched Colleen. The contrasting feel of them was strange. They were so alike, yet so very different. Even the scent was different than when just Colleen and I were together. It was muskier. Spicier. I caught just a hint of cinnamon and vanilla mixed with the smell of freshly turned earth and the sea. And underneath was the light orange and lime smell of Colleen.

Colleen turned Thea onto her back and began to kiss her way down Thea's body. Thea stretched out a hand and touched my cock. She felt the wetness at the head and rotated her thumb around it. My knees started to buckle, so I stepped forward so I could lock them against the bed. Thea raised herself on one elbow and took me in her mouth. She reached around and grabbed me by my ass and pulled me in deeper. I could feel her moaning through my penis as though it were an antenna. I moved back and forth in her mouth and looked to see what Colleen was doing. She saw me and looked up and smiled a sticky smile at me. At that moment, Thea pulled my cock all the way into her throat. I had never felt anything quite like that before. Colleen could not master her gag reflex enough to deepthroat. Between the sight of Colleen's smile and the feel of my cock buried all the way in Thea's mouth, I came. Thea's mouth kept working and I could feel her swallowing my come, her throat muscles caressing me. I had to pull my penis out of Thea's mouth when the sensations became too strong, and I sat down in the arm chair. Thea had missed a small drop of come and it rested on her cheek like jewelry.

Colleen had three fingers inside Thea's pussy and she was working them back and forth frantically. I saw Thea's back arch and she began to come. She grabbed both of her breasts in her hands and grimaced. She was so beautiful. I love to watch a woman come. She is so centered in the moment, there is no self-consciousness and no pretense. I think that in that moment, a woman is more fully herself than at any other moment.

Colleen and I embraced Thea as she returned to earth. We kissed her, both of our tongues gently probing in her mouth. The next couple of hours were a blur of mouths and tongues and breasts and caressing hands. Then the time came to explain to Thea what we really wanted from her.

"Thea? There's something Colleen and I wanted to ask of you," I said.

"Anything," she answered sleepily.

"This is hard to say, but... Technically speaking, we're both virgins," Colleen admitted.

Thea sat up with wide open eyes and her breasts swayed slightly. In response, my penis twitched back to life.

"Huh?," Thea's already large eyes were enormous. She looked from one of us to the other making her breasts sway even more. Despite, or maybe because of, her surprise, her nipples were hardening.

I took her hand and said, "Listen. We're both ready to lose our virginity, and we want to lose it at the same time, but we don't want to lose it to each other."

"Why not? Aren't you both in love? Are you fucking crazy?"

"Look. I want to make sure that Colleen has a good first time, but I don't really know what I'm doing. I'm afraid that no matter how many times we have oral sex, I'm going to come the instant I put it in. I don't want her to be holding me saying, "No. Really. That was great."

"And," Colleen said, "neither one of us wants people to say we married the first piece of ass we ever had."

Colleen reached over to the bedside table and pulled out the strap-on dildo we had purchased the day before. The dildo we had purchased was not too big and not too small. It was realistic looking and matched Thea's skin-tone as closely as possible. Colleen held it out to Thea. Thea looked at it and started to reach for it. Then stopped.

"Are you sure?," she asked.

I nodded and Colleen said, "We haven't talked about much else for the past three months. Then we met you and..."

Thea took it and stood up to put it on. She bent over and her ass cheeks tightened and spread. I could see her pussy, slick with arousal and, above it, like the dot on an upside down explanation point, her anus. Thea turned around and we had our first view of her wearing the thing. I have to admit, it was strange looking. A curvy full-bodied woman with a penis and white straps against her dark skin. She walked toward Colleen and the penis swayed from side to side. I looked at Colleen and she seemed hypnotized looking at it. Her tongue flicked out of her open mouth and she leaned forward to offer her mouth to it. Thea reached out and caressed her face then moved her hips forward to insert her cock into Colleen's mouth. Colleen took in as much as she could and when she pulled back it was wet with saliva. Thea grabbed the back of Colleen's head and fucked her mouth.

"I always wondered why guys grabbed the back of my head," she said, deep in her throat. "Now I understand."

She pulled out of Colleen's face with an audible pop. A string of saliva stretched from the head to Colleen's lower lip. Thea ran her hand up and down the shaft, and said, "I could get used to this. I kind of like being a guy for a while."

Thea grabbed Colleen's shoulders and pushed her back on the bed. She raised Colleen's legs up and rested them on her brown shoulders as I stood up and moved behind Thea. Thea leaned forward to kiss Colleen and I reached around to squeeze Thea's breasts. When Thea started to run the head of her cock up and down Colleen's wet slot, I did the same to Thea. I could feel her wetness. Then, as I moved the head downward, I could feel her coarse pubic hair and the base of the dildo. I could see that she was starting to push into Colleen, and I mirrored her movements. I could feel through the base of the dildo when Thea reached resistance, so I stopped, although Thea's pussy was sucking me inward. I could feel it when Colleen's hymen gave up its resistance, but I didn't need to. I could see it in Colleen's face. She winced and then a glowing look of joy came over her face. She raised a hand and caressed her own face as if she wanted to know if anything had changed, then she slid her thumb into her mouth and sucked. I pushed the rest of the way into Thea and it was like seeing God. Thea's pussy sucked at me. Caressed me. Nibbled me. Hot honey covered my entire body. Colleen's hips started to buck, and Thea moved with her. Although all I wanted to do was stay buried in Thea, I had no choice but to move with them. We all bucked and rocked together, and yes, I came first. I stayed with them for awhile, but my cock became too sensitive and I had to pull out. I laid down next to Colleen and played with her long, long nipples. She started to come and Thea rode her through her orgasm, and then began one of her own.

I awoke from a dream of honey surrounding my hard penis. On the shaft of my penis was an enormous queen bee. She dragged her heavy abdomen up and down the shaft of my cock, sliding it through the honey. I opened my eyes to see Thea's gorgeous eyes looking up at me. Her hair has grown out a little, and she wears it in short braids. I reached down and touched them. Thea began to move a little faster. She liked having her head held while she worked.

When she was done, she straddled my chest, looked down at me and asked, "Do you wish you hadn't married your first piece of ass?" She cupped her breasts and the gold ring stood out against her dark skin.

I just pulled her hips to my mouth in response.



The First Time



They were in the car and parked at the local lookout.

She whispered to him as they were embracing and he couldn't believe his ears.

"You know," she said, "I always feel as if I would like us to go further, but I'd been afraid to tell you."

He looked at her in the low light and saw that she was regarding him seriously, but with a nervous look that showed she was fearing rejection.

"Oh God!" he stammered, "I've dreamt of making love to you for months! I thought you would be horrified if I suggested it! Where could we go? What if we were seen? I never have before, you know."

She smiled, "I know...but don't worry...you'll know when the time comes. I have a blanket."

They walked silently to a small clearing in the copse and he spread the blanket. Now he looked at her and she smiled encouragement and sat on the blanket and patted the spot next to her. He sat next to her and she turned to him and offered her face for a kiss. Never had he experienced a kiss like this....her lips were parted and moved under his...her tongue slowly parted his lips and sought his. Her breast fell against his hand and he gently ran his hand instinctively over it and to the other.

He felt the familiar stirring in his groin which was heightened by her hand on his thigh.

"Undo my buttons," she whispered urgently. With fumbling fingers he struggled with buttons and opened her blouse, revealing the tops of her breasts over her bra. It was like a dream. He ran his fingers over the top of her breasts and she whispered again, "Now the bra."

He struggled with the bra but couldn't figure out the clasp, so she sat up and undid it for him and smiled at him at she removed it. He was awestruck with the sudden vision of those smallish but firm breasts he had imagined...proudly free of their cover and inviting his gaze and touch. He bent again to kiss her and she took his hand and led it to her breast. He was thrilled with the softness, the firmness and the electric touch of her hardened nipple. She sighed in his arms and nestled to him, encouraging him to move his lips to her breast. He didn't believe that this could thrill him so much. She now had started to move her hand across his groin and he was aware that his swollen cock must be obvious to her.

"We'd better get comfortable," she whispered and stood up and started to undress. "Come on," she urged, " We can't do much with all your gear on!"

His eyes devoured the vision...the face with a look of quiet determination, the hair around her shoulders...the shoulders, breasts...and then as she shucked her jeans and panties, the curves of her ass and legs. He fumbled his clothes off, his mind racing and his eyes feasting on her form. They lay together again on the rug and embraced. He felt her breath and kisses on his neck and her breasts against his chest. She moved her leg between his and he felt her hand gently hold his cock.

"Touch me," she whispered to him and his hand now traced her breasts and belly and thighs. She whispered again, " I want you to kiss and suck my breasts first, and then I'll tell you what to do next."

He lowered his mouth to her hard nipple and ran his tongue it. He felt her shiver and whispered, "Are you cold?"

"No," she murmured, "It's just that I love you doing that."

He moved his mouth from nipple to nipple and ran his tongue down between her breasts and under them and over them. The feeling inside him was indescribable. He couldn't believe he was there with a real live woman and she was wanting him to do all the things he had read about in Playboy, but only imagined that it may happen one day.

He knelt up and watched her in the moonlight. He let his eyes wander from her face, framed by dark hair, to those curves of her shoulders and breasts; to the darker aureole and prominent nipples; to the slope of her belly and the curve of her sparsely forested mound. 

"Touch me," she said. "Start on my legs" He haltingly let his hand rest on her thigh and was astonished at her reaction, parting her legs to show him that secret place he had never seen. The curve of those lips; the wondrous valley and the petal pink of her vulva. He gently ran his fingers up her thigh to that magic valley and the tingle that was transmitted through his fingers was a feeling indescribable.

He lay down beside her again, with his hand still playing in the valley and kissed her deeply. He was traveling purely by instinct now, the experience well beyond his knowledge. She returned his kiss with movement and passion and she moved so that his fingers found her opening and enjoyed the warmth and moisture and then, somehow, found that little hood and button. As he rubbed there he was delighted with her reaction. She moved her hips against him and frantically kissed his mouth and face. Her hand now gently rubbed his cock and he had never felt so hard and big.

She parted her legs and raised her knees. "Kneel between my legs," she cried. "Put your cock at the entrance!"

He did as he was told and, holding his cock in his hand, gently rubbed it up and down her pussy. She moved and suddenly he found that his cock was entering her, and she cried out, "Oh, yes...right there!" and he pushed further in.

The feeling of welcome and enclosure was complete. She seemed to envelop him in a mystical world of warmth, wetness, closeness and wonderment. Slowly and gently he began the dance...in and nearly out...in and nearly out. She locked her ankles behind his thighs and seemed to draw him in further and further.

Her breathing changed to shallow and fast and her mouth was frantically moving over his face. He felt he was being taken to another world, where all was warm, moist and loving. She cried out and clenched herself to him and he felt the tide rising from his balls, being met by the spasms of her vagina. Then the flood came and he felt her muscles around him spasm and he felt the juice of life spurt from him. It was just the greatest experience of his life.

They lay together, breast to chest, and smiled to each other. 

"Oh darling," he said. "That was the most wonderful thing that ever happened to me. Thank you!"

She smiled and replied, "I loved it too. I've wanted this for weeks, but didn't know how to ask without giving offence."

He smiled and murmured, "Thank you, thank you....no writing could ever convey the joy of loving."



The First Time



"You really think so?" she whispered close into my ear. Her hand stroked my thigh, moving very close to my growing erection. "I've tried bondage before, and liked it, but I've never really been tickled, you know?" the sexy brunette said, sipping her drink. Then she leaned over and kissed my neck, placing her hand squarely on my cock

"God, I don't know if I could handle being totally helpless, and tickled all over. I'm really ticklish," she whispered, stroking. I let her rub for a moment more, then gently removed her hand. 

"Don't worry," I said, moving closer beside her. I leaned in and looked deep into her beautiful brown eyes. As she gazed back, I reached over and poked her gently in the ribs, causing her to squirm. "You're in good hands," I added, running my fingers down her ribcage and over to her breast. She giggled, and bit her lip.

Lisa looked at me, her interest growing. "You're really into this, aren't you?" she asked, eyeing me curiously. I nodded, and went back to my drink. I wondered if she was going to back down. Lisa was smiling, but I had no idea what was going through her mind. I sipped and prayed she took me up on my offer. Lisa looked around the bar, watching as couples left together.

"You'll take it easy on me, won't you?" she asked, still a bit unsure. "I mean, this is my first time, and all ..." she added as I put my hand up to her lips. "Come on. Let's get out of here!" I suggested and led her towards the door. 

Once outside at my car, I pressed her up against the door, and kissed her. We kissed and felt each other for a few minutes, until I was sure she was beginning to relax. "Lisa, everything will be okay. In fact, you'll probably find it to be one of the most incredible things you've ever done," I reassured, stroking her cheek. "Trust me. I promise you'll be fine," I added as I put the key into the lock and opened the door.

The drive back to my place was short, but seemed to take forever. Lisa kept looking at me and smiling, occasionally reaching over to fondle my cock. My mind raced and my heart thumped as I envisioned tickling this beautiful, sexy woman. I thanked the gods for delivering this tickle virgin into my hands.

When we arrived I took her directly into the bedroom. Lisa sat on the edge of my bed and examined the room. It contained a chest of drawers, a small desk, and a bedside table. She nodded her approval of the surroundings. Then she saw the collection of brushes and feathers that sat in a ceramic jar beside the bed. She went and took a closer look. "Are these for tickling?" she asked. I nodded. "Always ready for action, huh?" she said, poking me teasingly in the ribs. I laughed, and grabbed her wrist, pulling her to me. "You bet!" I replied, and tickled her briefly around the waist as I hugged her close. Moments later I was gently removing the red dress from Lisa, kissing the delicious tanned skin that it revealed as I slowly slid it down her body. I kissed the nape of her neck, then her shoulders. Lisa held her breath, barely moving as I moved to trail kisses down the length of her spine. She shivered as my tongue teased her around the waist, while my hands roamed up and down her bare legs. Lisa stepped out of her dress, and was about to remove her bra, but stopped when I embraced her from behind. "Not yet," I whispered, licking at her ear. She turned to face me, and our tongues met in a deep, satisfying kiss. My hands travelled her body, caressing and teasing while her own nimble fingers stripped me of my shirt. 

I took my time in removing her bra, then kissed my way across her sensitive breasts. I licked hungrily at her hardening nipples, drawing moans from Lisa. After a few hot moments, I drew back reluctantly. I knew that we would have time for this after we had some fun first.

When we pulled apart, I motioned her to sit on the bed, which she did. I knelt at the foot of the bed and retrieved several lengths of cotton rope from underneath. I smiled at Lisa, who now smiled back and lay back with her feet near me. She would have taken her shoes off, but I had instructed her to keep them on so I could remove them myself. 

I roped Lisa's ankles together, and tied them to the bed frame so that her feet extended slightly over the edge of the mattress. Lisa voluntarily extended her arms up, anxiously watching me as I tied each of her wrists to a bedpost. Her nipples were still hard, and her breathing quick as I pulled the ropes tight, drawing out her body. After I finished, Lisa shifted nervously, testing the extent of her bondage. 

Before jumping right in, I decided to continue my tour of her body. As my lips and tongue slid down to her belly, Lisa arched up off the bed. I looked at her and said mockingly, "Does that tickle?" She nodded, then squealed loudly as I returned my tongue to her navel. Lisa continued giggling, twitching slightly in her bonds as I teased her belly. I decided not to prolong this tickle, but instead kept kissing down toward her thighs. Kissing and licking around the tops of her legs, I noticed wetness through the thin material that shielded her pussy. As I gently stroked her pussy lips, I grinned and asked, "Does this feel good?" Lisa moaned, her eyes half closed. "Yes, ... oh yes keep doing that!" she said, her arousal visibly growing. I had other plans.

Lisa's moan turned into a laugh when my fingers probed the soft flesh underneath her knees. "Ticklish here too I see," I added, kissing her sleek, muscular calf. Lisa laughed as I tickled behind her knees, and gasped "No ... oh ... John, please!" I stopped a few seconds later, and a moment after that her gentle laughter died out. But now I was standing up, moving to face her feet.

She looked on with interest as I reverently placed my hands on her right shoe and slowly slid it from her foot. I was met with the sight of a delicious bare foot with hot pink nail polish. I stripped the shoe from her other foot, and gazed lovingly at the smoothness of her soles, from round, pink heels, to sexy little toes. And in the middle, her creamy, tender arches wrinkled invitingly as she wiggled her toes. "Oh no, please, not my feet!" she gasped softly, looking into my eyes. "They're so ticklish!" she added, covering one soft sole with her other foot. She was doing the teasing now.

I moaned, gently grasping her bare foot and whispered, "I know." With deliberate care I slowly pulled her feet apart, and lovingly kissed the sole of her right foot, then licked at her toes. Lisa spasmed and squealed as my tongue massaged her wriggling bare foot. Before her giggles could die out, I was licking the other beautiful sole, running my tongue all over its ticklish length.

As her laughter trailed off, I went to the bedside table and returned with some brushes and a length of cord which I used to tie Lisa's big toes with. Lisa let loose a little squeal once she felt her toes being pulled back and tied with the cord. "I love your ticklish toes, Lisa," I whispered, tying off the knot. 

"Why did you do that?" she asked, trying to move her feet. She was barely able to wiggle her toes. Lisa gasped as she realized that she had just answered her own question. "John ... could we just ..." she began, but I smiled and kissed her toes, cutting her minor protest short. "Don't worry Lisa, this is just a little something to make things more interesting!" I said, stroking her leg. She smiled back, but out of the corner of my eye I saw her trying to wiggle her feet. After a few moments, she seemed to accept the situation. That's when I brought a chair over and sat facing Lisa's helpless soles. Lisa stared at me as I showed her a pair of toothbrushes. I flexed the nylon bristles with a finger, then grinned and ran one across the palm of my hand. "Man, these things really tickle!" I said to Lisa, shaking my hand as if to rid it of the sensation. Lisa bit her lip in silence.

I got up to sit closer to Lisa. "You'd be surprised at the number of common household objects that can be used with great success during a tickling session," I whispered, holding the toothbrushes before her. My hand stroked her thigh. Lisa's eyes were locked on the brushes. I gave her pussy a little massage, then pulled away when she moved toward it. "First things first, Lisa," I teased, tickling her belly with my fingertip. She pulled on the ropes, laughing.

I moved back to face her feet. "This is it, Lisa," I said, chuckling. "It's tickle time for these little piggies!" I added, pointing the brushes at her feet. Lisa's eyes went wide and she strained her head forward to watch what I was doing. I began scraping the brushes up Lisa's bare soles, starting at the heels. Lisa let out a shocked gasp as the bristles tickled their way up her feet. I watched Lisa's face register surprise as I tickled her helpless foot bottoms again with the brushes, impressed by her effort to hold in her laughter. She bit her lip and writhed in discomfort as I stroked up and down her soles. Then she broke. As the bristles swept across her arches, she let out a long, pent-up laugh, and began pulling at the bonds that held her captive.

I grinned at my ticklish victim, who squealed deliciously as I scrubbed the brushes around and around in her tender arches, tickling her feet more than anyone had tickled them before. Lisa was starting to laugh loudly now, whining and pleading with me to stop. But by the look of delight in my eyes she must have known this was just the beginning.

I made the toothbrushes dance across the balls of Lisa's feet, and in between her toes, chuckling to myself as each movement brought forth another burst of laughter from Lisa. I teased her as I went, asking her, "Does this tickle Lisa? Really, right here? How about here, Lisa, are you ticklish here?" Of course she'd answer me, half laughing, "YES ... shit, yes HAHAHAHA it TICKLES THERE!" Lisa's face began to redden from laughing, and she often looked stunned, as if she couldn't accept how much it tickled.

I continued this way for ten or fifteen minutes, and by the end Lisa was laughing wildly from the constant and thorough tickling I was giving her naked, helpless soles. Following the devilish toothbrush treatment, I raised my hands above her feet and threatened them with my wiggling fingers. "NO ... God, please don't tickle any more!" she begged, then lapsed into laughter as my fingertips wiggled among her luscious toes. I used my fingernails on Lisa's captive soles, scraping up and down their squirming length. She found this equally tormenting, judging by the intensity of her laughter. 

Toward the end, I was tickling her arches, while simultaneously attacking her with relentless licking and sucking. My tongue whipped across her delicate toes, pausing to teasingly probe between them, and Lisa shrieked in hilarity as I did this. Before she lost it completely I stopped, and told her that I was giving her a break. Nearly breathless, Lisa was happy to accept.

As Lisa slowly calmed down from her adrenaline tickle-high, I went again to my equipment to see what other goodies I could find. I came back with feathers and some Q-tips. Lisa began to protest before she had even caught her breath, but I told her not to worry. "I think your feet have had enough attention for a while," I said, placing my toys beside her. She swallowed hard as I straddled her across the waist and brushed some hair off her forehead. My hand moved down to Lisa's slick panties, and snuck inside. She jerked as I touched her. "I see that you have been enjoying this as much as I have," I said, teasing around her clit. "Oh God, please, don't stop ... I need to cum!" she groaned. 

"You know, your underarms look as if they could use some stimulation," I said, pointing a finger toward one smooth hollow. "I think I'll tickle you there first," I whispered, leaning in to kiss her glistening breasts. Lisa moaned, either from my licking her nipples or from realizing the extent of her helplessness. I licked slowly around her thick, hot nipple, stroking and pinching its twin as Lisa writhed in ecstasy. Then I stopped, and picked up some Q-tips.

"No ... John please, I'm so ticklish!" she said, protesting. "Oh well, I suppose I could just go back to tickling your feet. Your feet are so soft and smooth, God they are sexy! I could tickle them all night long!" I mused, moving toward her pinkened soles. Lisa reacted. "NO, okay, all right! But please, take it easy, I can't take much more! Let me cum for God's sake!" she said, earnest in her desire for release. I smiled, and positioned my hands close to Lisa's armpits. "Just say 'I love it when you tickle me!'" I teased, ready to strike. Meanwhile my cock felt like it was ready to explode.

Slowly she lifted her head up, and took a deep breath. She looked straight into my eyes, a faint smile on her lips. "I love it when you tickle me!" she said quickly, laughter already building as the Q-tips descended toward her smooth, ticklish armpits. 

Lisa's delicious squeals rang out once more...



The First Time



she had planned this a long long time...to meet Him finally after so many wonderfully erotic times in the chat room. And now the time has come to make all His fantasies come true as well as her own. She arises early that morning after quite a restless night in her attempts to sleep...She had visited her exclusive salon the day before and had everything done. From the top of her head all the way to her dainty toes...She felt so gloriously female and beautiful...not a trace of hair on her body but on her head... Her hair beautifully natural with a touch of curl. She took a long hot fragrant bath and then... chose her lingerie carefully as He had instructed her to do. Black lacy bra gently cupping her small firm breasts, black t-back panties, black thigh-high hose. She had purchased these delicate items the day before and they felt so delicious on her skin...a hint of a light musky fragrance on her skin. 

Her make up flawless but light and the she goes to her closet to select THE DRESS. It as made of the finest black silk...the tight fitting skirt hugged her hips and thighs like a second skin. The bodice was low cut and felt so luxurious to her already sensitive flesh. And she finally placed her high heels on her slender small feet. As she surveyed her appearance in the mirror...she softly smiled. Glancing at her watch she knew it was time to go to the airport as He had instructed. She walked outside and noticed it was of course a perfectly lovely afternoon. sun was shining and the air was crisp with a slight breeze blowing gently thru her hair...She saw the limo driver at the door of the long sleek back car. Black is His favorite color. She knew He would be pleased with her preparations. She allows the driver to open her door. She sits back on the incredibly smooth leather upholstery...stretching her legs out beneath her. Smiling secretly to herself as shivers of anticipation of what was to come raced thru her body. 

She thoroughly enjoys the nice smooth ride in the limo as she reaches her destination...the airport, she glances at her watch and smiles again as she notices she is early. The driver opens her door and she notices his glance of appreciation of her beauty. She walks briskly thru the doors of the entrance and heads right to the terminal to await the arrival of her Master. She selects a travel magazine...more for something for her shaky hands to do more than anything else. Time passes achingly slowly for her. She jumps a bit as her Master's flight is announced over the loudspeaker. He is here!!!! She is so filled with joy. He had told her He would be attired in black jeans, black long sleeved silk shirt and wearing a gold Rolex watch. 

She watched the passengers come thru the door...breathless now in her anticipation. Her breath catches in her throat as he catches a glimpse of a tall dark haired man all dressed in black as the last passenger disembarking the plane...He simply was beautiful in everyway! She stood perfectly still as she noticed his sexy green eyes searching the crowds for her. She gasped as His eyes finally rested upon her still form. He smiled and strode purposely towards her. She couldn't move...He stops as he is right in front of her and says "you are beautiful my little one, shall we go?"

"Yes Master as you wish...she says quietly" He takes her arm and as he does so she inhales his masculine scent of a very provocative cologne. She feels the strength of his large hand on her arm and shivers uncontrollably. He glances down at her and gives her a knowing look and smiles his beautiful smile again. As they reach the doors...he says "Shall we my little one?" and she answers him with a breathless "Yes Master it is my pleasure"

The limo driver silently observes their arrival and opens the door. Her Master instructs her to go in first and then He tells the driver their destination and also to close the glass partition when they pull away from the curb. Just hearing that voice fills her with such lust. He then looks at her and tells her He is pleased with how beautiful she is and how much trouble she obviously went to for Him. He whispers in her ear..."you want my hands on you, don't you little one?" she whimpers and says oh yes very much Master...He gazes down at her nipples that are so hard they protrude from her lovely dress. 

He smiles with pleasure as he takes his hand and runs it along her silk covered thighs. He moves away and sits directly across from her and softly tells her "Slide your panties off and then spread your legs for Me, My little one."

"I have to see you now!" She gasps and obeys immediately, feeling her cheeks blush as she senses His eyes upon her. She slides off her sexy panties very slowly till they reach her ankles and then she kicks them to the side. With her eyes remaining on the floor of the limo, she opens her legs and hears His gasp as He sees her for the first time, the most intimate part of her body. 

"Oh My God you are beautiful little one!" Even more lovely than I ever imagined." Taking a deep breath He composes Himself and tells her to put her panties back on as they have arrived at the exclusive hotel where He had made reservations weeks in advance. She hurriedly obeys and sits back in her seat just in time right as the driver was opening her door. She had been so caught up in Him looking at her and just His presence alone, she hadn't noticed the car stopping.

Master takes her arm as They enter the hotel and register. 

He instructs her to go up to the suite, handing her one of the card keys as He pockets the other. He wants to have a quick drink in the bar first. He leans down and places a kiss on her forehead and whispers "I will join you in just a while little one" She smiles and heads towards the elevator recalling all that He had previously instructed her to do , such as...go directly to the room and to lay on the bed clad only in the lacy bra, hose and heels and to wait patiently for Him to arrive and for her not to speak as she hears Him enter the room. She is to wait there in that position while He showers. 

She thinks of all this as she walks down the long hallway reaching their door and entering the room and nervously taking her dress off and doing exactly as she was told, laying on the huge bed. Trying to contain her nervousness she observes the lovely suite, the tray of fresh fruit on the bedside table along with a container of whipped cream and candles. She smiles as she realizes just exactly how much trouble He himself had gone to for this moment. She waits with anticipation as she hears the door finally being opened and watch as He enters the room and smile as He goes to the bathroom and closes the door, without a word passing from His lips. She lays there and hears the water being turned on. Her imagination is racing with images of Him nude in the shower, water running all over His body. 

She smiles softly with pleasure as she now hears the water being turned off. The door opens and she sees Him standing there in one of the hotel's robes. She gazes at Him and trembles as His eyes roam appreciatively and freely all over her half naked body. He looks at her for what seems to be an agonizing long time until He moves next to the bed, leans over and kisses her hungrily, like He cant get enough of her mouth, pulling a soft moan from her. She feels His hand unhooking the front clasp of her bra, pulling it off and firmly grabbing her bare breasts, teasing the nipples as His mouth expertly pleases hers. The next thing she knows...

He stops kissing her and takes a nipple inside of His mouth, sucking it greedily then moving to the other breast and doing the same...wetting it with His mouth as His fingers move slowly between her thighs feeling how wet she is. He lifts His head and smile at her. Then He moves away from the bed suddenly and tells her to turn over and lay on her stomach. She does so and He then grabs each of her wrists and secures them to opposite posts of the bed. He then does the same to each ankle. she is trembling as she knows she is now completely at His mercy. He leans down and whispers "Now you are mine to do with as I choose my little one". And He places a silk blindfold over her eyes as she inhales the clean masculine scent of her Master. 

Moving away from the bed...He proceeds to light the candles one by one before she hears the light switch being turned off. She smells the fragrant scent of the candles and feels Him as He sits on the bed again, taking her high heels off as He gently massages her bare toes and feet, relaxing her trembling body somewhat. HE then slides her hose off each leg, she gasps with pleasure as His hands move up her legs to her upturned ass and He pulls away, again, making her crazy with wanting Him.

She hears a sound like a bottle being opened. After a moment she finds out it is lotion as she feels His hands once again on her body... softly rubbing the lotion all over her back, ass and thighs making her skin moist and smooth as he tells her how pleased He is with her and how soft her skin is to the touch. She smiles with pleasure as she can hardly wait for what He will do to her. He of course realizes it and takes His sweet time standing away from the bed silently observing her as she senses His eyes on her now naked body. She tries not to squirm nor make a sound as he had so firmly instructed her.

He then returns to the bed and He softly but firmly tells her to turn her head towards Him and to open her mouth. She does so willingly as she tastes a strawberry against her lips, then a grape on to a juicy slice of a peach. He so generously tells her to take a bite of each. She does so then He places one of His fingers next to her open mouth and He tells her to suck His finger inside her mouth. She does so and finds you have dipped your finger in the whipped cream. her tongue delicately laves His finger and sucks it clean of the whipped cream. "Very good my little one" He says in her ear...only to pull away from her. 

He tells her to keep her mouth open and He moves close to her again and she feels and tastes the head of His cock and she moans as she is so hungry to taste more. He lets her have just a hint and pulls away yet again. She gasps as now her mouth feels so empty and at the same exact time He suddenly reaches between her spread legs and plunges two fingers deeply inside her wet pussy. Again and again. "Ahhh my little one craves her Master to fill her with his hard cock doesn't she?" she can only respond with a whimper. 

He takes His talented fingers out of her then and stands right beside the bed and she can hear Him as he removes the robe, her ears so in tune with His every movement. She feels Him sit on the bed...watching her as she lays there, so helpless and vulnerable...wanting Him so much. He then asks her what does she want and demands that she plead with Him for it. "Master, I beg you to fill my pussy with that beautiful big cock". She feels Him place just the head of his cock against her now aching pussy. He pushes it in just a bit, whispering to her to tell Him how badly she wants more. She pleads and begs him to fuck her. 

She hears a groan escape His lips as He lays fully on top of her back and upturned ass and plunges His cock all the way in. He stops moving and just lets her small pussy adjust to His size and make her squirm as she indicates she wants more. He then grabs the sheet on each side of her with His strong hands and drives His cock in and out and in further...again and again pulling a scream from her lips as He fucks her hard and for so long until He explodes inside her. He lays his head next to hers on the pillow and whisper..."The next time it will be you, My little one, that screams, as I make you cum.



The First Time



I thought it was going to be a normal day! Go to work, go to the grocery store, go home, eat, and go to bed. Well when I got to work my boss was being such an ass. I just wanted to kick him rights in the nuts. I really, really did. I mean I come in on my days off, I'm practically a slave. I think he is just made because his Husband is losing his sugar and hits on me. I can't help it if I'm cute! 

Anyways, when I got out of the hell hole I call work, I went to the store to get some umm, oh alright, alright, I bought cucumbers. You can never have to many, I mean, they are good for you, aren't they!? So, I'm in the store right, I'm getting my date for the night. Just Kidding!!!!! I bumped into this guy, he was so fine. He was a little on the chunky side, but more like built. He had strong arms, a firm tight ass, and muscular legs. Yet, there was something so familiar about him. 

We started to talk, he spoke in a soft voice "My name is Jordan and I'm 23, how about you?" I replied, "Sarina and I'm 26!" Jordan says with a smirk, "Good I like em, older!" I said, "Great because I like young blood!!" He asked me why I was buying so many cucumbers, I told him I was on a diet. He laughed and told me I didn't need one. I think he needs glasses. 

We talked for a good hour in the store, he told me about getting his heart broke by some evil bitch who left him for his friend. I really took to him, we really hit it off. I felt bold so I invited him over for dinner. I told you I was getting my date for the night, what were you thinking of ya Perve!!! 

Jordan came to my house around 6:00, I had dinner already and had changed into some quite revealing clothing. I got him this far why not see just how far I can get. After dinner we sat on the couch and watched a movie that he brought over. It was about a girl discovering that she is gay. I thought it was a little odd that he would have a movie like that. They do say that it is every mans fantasy to see two women so I guess it makes sense in a way. 

He started to get closer to me. I could feel my hormones starting to kick in, when his hand lightly touched my face. He leaned over me a kissed me, kissed me like no man has ever done before. He gently laid his body on top of mine. My legs started to shake from the friction he was creating by moving his hips. I ran my fingers along his spiked hair, down along his neck. That really made him jittery and jirate more.

My hands wandered off to explore the ripples of his stomach. Oh my god, I can't believe!!!!! Jordan was no man at all he's a,a, she, a fine ass woman. I mean I'm so confused, Jordan is a girl. Jordan jumped up I'm sorry I should have told you but I didn't think it would go this far. "I'm in shock Jordan!", I yelled. She held my hand and said "I'll go." 

As she walked towards the door, I still felt my hormones raging, even more than before. "Wait don't go!", I stopped her from leaving. I grabbed her by the arm an threw her on me. We fell to the floor kissing all the way. She ripped off my shirt, my bra, History, gone too!! I removed her shirt with a firm tug, she had nice round breast. I can't believe I just said she had nice round breast. I have never been with another women, let alone thought about one in that manner. 

I was loving every minute of it. She ran her tongue around my nipples, going from left to right. I thought I was going to scream, I've never felt this good before. As she kissed her way down my stomach, my body began to arch. Jordan reached the sacred territory, the land that no one has conquered in quite some time. Her tongue filled me inside and out, rubbing my clit with intense pressue. I hope she was thirsty because I got off about 7 times. 

She was licking to her hearts content and I was not about to stop her. She finally came up for air about 45 minutes later. As she kissed me, I tasted my own juices. "Not bad kinda sweet!" I replied. It was my turn to return the favor. I kissed my way down to what has turned out to be the best thing in life(PUSSY)!! My tongue and fingers explored her like a kid with a new toy. I touched and licked her at every angle possible. 

Her warm wet cunt filled my mouth, my tongue getting lost in a ocean of desire. I must have sucked her twat for a good hour if not more. I was so into it, literally. I kissed Jordan giving her a drink of her own nectar. She smiled and laid me down. I thought she was going back for seconds. She started to touch my clit with her thumb, while sliding her fingers deep inside me. She rammed her fingers in and out of my cunt so hard and so fast I wanted more and harder. 

My body jerked with anticipation for more friction, more pounding, "Fuck Me!!!", I cried! Jordan had her whole fist inside of me, she fucked me over and over again. Making me scream with pain, with pleasure, with erotic confusion. Her legs laid upon my head, I pulled her sopping cunt on my face. Drinking every ounce of what she had to offer. As I slide my fingers into her I could feel her legs start to tremble. 

The pressure was getting to her, I was gonna give her exactly what she was giving to me. I slid my fingers in one by one, feeling her box open wider with each stroke. My hand consumed her, invading her flesh like a predator on the prowl. As she cried for more she poked me harder. 

I wanted to give her the fuck of her life. With my other hand I slipped my thumb in her ass. Working both my fist and my thumb, the tension was starting to get to her. I could feel her muscles start to contract as we both exploded into orgasmic spasms. 

Not bad for the first time, what do think?!?!?!? 



The First Time



We had chatted online with each other for about one year now. Whenever Ken mentioned he wanted to know what I was wearing I ran away like a deer. I had never been in a room with him, let alone see him face to face, and yet, there was a bizarre sexual attraction. The very presence of him online made me dizzy with excitement. I felt like a woman in every way possible.

We finally decided to meet, once it got too unbearable to deny his sexual suggestions. And there was a lot I had to know upfront before taking that final step. It's not as if I hadn't ever cybered with anyone. But with him, there was a magical aura about everything. He made me feel things with the utmost sincerity. I guess I had fallen in love.

So we finally set a date for a trip to Europe. It was in Spain that we would meet and from then on spend a month back packing together. I liked the idea. Living frugal meant we could not feel guilty for indulging. And I wanted to try everything once with him, anyway.

I tried to look my best at the airport, for our first meeting but long plane journeys always make me tired. I dressed in a pair of jeans and a T-shirt - nothing extraordinary and yet not too shabby.

In the arrival lobby, I looked around for the familiar face I had grown attached to and then I saw him appear. He was dressed up - in a nice suit. I wondered if he would be cross with me for not doing likewise.

But I forgot all that as our eyes met and my throat went completely dry. I froze and my heartbeat stopped. He looked at me and smiled, hiding his blushing cheeks. 

It was a difficult few minutes as he walked across the room, even though it was shorter than it seemed, and I hadn't the slightest idea how my body reacted to the arms that threw them around me as we hugged.

I must have fallen into his arms. For as soon as I felt his shirt on my face I think I sunk further into it, as though he were my comfort pillow. I found myself holding him with my arms and then looking up, as he raised my chin with his hand. 

And then the kiss came. It was a mind-boggling kiss. Like a probe, he entered my mouth searching for something and giving me his own message. Hmmm.I did not fight. I could not fight. His hands held my arms such that I could not stop him.

It was a while before I realized I was in a public place. And realization made us both laugh. He held my hand and picked up one bag. And then we headed for the taxi stand.

We were staying at a small inn in Madrid for a day. That is where he said the taxi-driver should go, as I climbed in the back seat.

'It was not far from the airport,' the cab driver spoke, as I found a hand slowly making its way around my waist. Ken's fingers were merciless. I tore myself from his grip and moved away. He laughed softly and obliged, but not for long.

I gave him a warning look and whispered him to stop but I think he took it the wrong way. It only made him more excited. He pulled my face up towards his and kissed me longingly. The cab-drive must have seen something. 

'We're almost there,' he said, looking into the rear-view mirror.

I think I laughed inside his mouth, as did he whispering scandalous words into my ears. I had to push him away, slapping him on the wrist as he fought back.

The taxi soon arrived at the inn. The man gave us a wicked smile as Ken and I paid him and went in. It seemed like forever as the front desk lady checked us in

'Room 106,' he handed us the key, ushering us to the elevator.

As soon as the doors closed, he gave me another wincing look. 

'You are very quite today. Hardly the way you are!' he teased.

I smiled. 'You didn't seem to want to talk back there in the car,' I quickly replied, fighting his hungry gaze. The door opened at our floor and we walked into the hallway. Room 106 was right there on the right. 

The door flung open with the turn of the key, and Ken threw the bags on the floor and closed the door. I had been dreading this moment. Dreading this whole holiday like one dreads a dentist visit. I was sure he was going to want something. 

He looked at me with a naughty smile. 'Are you hungry? I am starving!' he said, as I let go of my breath. 

'Hmm..I can wait. No hurry,' I replied, glad that I still had some time on my hand while he ate.

'Shower first or food?' he asked.

'Shower,' I smiled, bringing out the towel from the bathroom closet.

'Hmmm. Good,' he said, as I smiled and walked past him towards the bags. I had to change into a dress. Suddenly the jeans were making me feel too stuffy.

'That's a nice dress,' he commented, as I gave him a snaring laugh.

'Surprised again are we?'

'Of course!' he protested wide-eyed. 'You always wear saris, you Indian girl,' he laughed, walking closer.

I just then remembered the way his fingers were playing with my flesh and a shiver ran through my spine. I ran into the bathroom and shut the door before he could catch up.

'You can't stay there forever,' he called out, walking off, as he heard me turn on the taps.

I got into the shower and laughed, relieved I had escaped him again. And hearing myself laugh I felt really embarrassed. It was then that I realized I was very uncomfortable around him.

Perhaps it was the way he always wanted to touch me erotically, which made me feel like this. Perhaps, it was because I enjoyed it as much as I wanted to have control of my own body.

I let my body relax under the lukewarm water of the shower and lathered myself with soap. Cucumber soap and lots of it, so I smelt good. The aroma relaxed my senses, made me feel more sensual and alive, perhaps like a fruit ready for the picking.

I was done and out of the shower, before he started knocking on the door like an impatient husband, for he sure behaved like one. 

'I thought you had fallen asleep in there,' he teased, pulling my hair to his nose. 'Mmmm.... delicious smell woman. What is it?'

'Cucumber,' I replied, as his hands played with the wet hair and he tugged at the towel in my hand.

'There's another towel for you,' I pulled it back, as he tugged away.

'I don't want that towel. I want this one,' he laughed like a naughty child.

I was not surprised one bit. This was his way of teasing. I threw the towel at him and laughed.

'Good girl,' he smiled and went into the bathroom.

I heard him singing in there for a good ten minutes while I dried my hair the old fashioned way. And then I turned the TV on and snuggled into bed in my cotton pajamas.

I think he was a little surprised by the scene when he walked out. 

'Oh baby. You look so comfy in there,' he nudged my tummy, planting a kiss on my cheeks. I giggled pulling the cover above my body so as to fight him off.

'Don't worry. I still need to eat first.' he winked, ordering room service from the kitchen.

As we waited for the food to arrive, he snuggled into bed next to me as we started to watch a Spanish show together. He translated it to me most of the way as he spoke fluent Spanish, and I caught him contemplating something as I watched the program quite seriously. 

It was a cultural show about southern Spain, and I realized this was as good a time to be learning about the place than ever.

Someone knocked on the door and the food arrived. I watched him eat his omelet as I tried to concentrate on simpler things.

'You should eat something too. Here. Have a bite,' he raised a fork to feed me from his plate, as I smiled at the very thought of my snooty European's feet actually touching the ground.

'You will need it,' he replied admonishingly much to my disbelief, as I refused after the third spoon. 

'Such a brat,' he winced, putting the plate down and walking over to brush his teeth.

I heard the earthy gurgling and laughed, remembering all the times he asked me online if I brushed my teeth after eating.

'Nosey ass!' I hit him with a pillow when he came straight to bed and tried to steal a kiss.

'No!' he protested as usual. 'I want it to happen,' he held on strong. My hands started to hurt from his firm grip and I bit his lips.

It was no good. He only mistook it as a come-on and buried his face on my neck, planting waves of kisses down my body until he realized I was still fully clothed.

I think we had a small cat fight right there as he tried to slide his hand too close to the skin, but eventually, my body had to surrender.

'Rupsi,' he mumbled in my ears, as though I understood the meaning of his every manly grunt as he undid my clothes, and his body met mine.

It was a very warm feeling I must admit, and in no time he was travelling to places I had dreaded he would.

'Why are you closing your eyes,' he teased, as I fought the dizziness trying to meet his gaze as shamelessly as his own.

'Mmmm....you are losing it...' he laughed, as I writhed in pleasure and pain as he did unspeakable things with his hands.

'Stop it!' I protested with a cry, although my body moved just as he would want it to. 

I felt his legs separate my own as he entered my body.

'Ah!' I cried in anguish, not knowing one moment from the next.

'You are so sexy,' he whispered, as his head got buried between my neck and the stomach. 

'You are a complete bastard,' I yelled out instinctively, as he grew larger inside me as though to cover all ground.

'You like it, I know,' he teased, moving slowly.

'You! You!' I protested, as tears came down my eyes, and his mouth met mine once more.

'Why are you always so aroused?' he asked his eyes searching mine for some hidden truth.

'Quiet!' I protested, annoyed he should be so calm while I was close to screaming.

He laughed again, this time from the tip of my breasts, which he was now talking to an all time extreme of sensation.

'Shameless ass!' I yelled.

'Tell me you like it or I will stop,' he poked his head up, stopping all motion even the one inside.

I lay in bed motionless too. 'No,' I argued back.

'Liar!' he yelled.

'I won't say it, you know,' I protested, wishing he would not make me beg him this way. He knew I hated being teased.

'Sorry. I cannot accept your denial,' he said, going back to what he was doing.

I was so tired of being out of control, I gave in. I gave in to his urges to his mouth to the whole fucking thing, and started to move.

He looked in my eyes as I responded more freely, and something in him changed. He started to lose control. He stopped his teasing talk altogether and starting responding to my own movements.

I kissed him wildly now, on my own initiative, my mouth making his eyes close for a moment, and making me laugh, just as he did. My hands explored his body, softly moving down every inch till I had persuaded him to flip over on his back, while moved on my own.

His eyes widened with surprise as I started to kiss him harder, while engorging more of his lower half inside mine. 

And then, just as I thought I was in charge, he flipped me over and held my hands back against the pillow.

'You smart ass,' he teased. 'You thought you were going to be done?' he said laughing.

I smiled, having been found out, and moaned soon after as his mouth played with my breast.

'You are a wild women,' he said, as I panted in complaint, digging my nails into his shoulders.

I was going to have to bite his lips if he kept it going, for there was not much else to stop me from screaming.

'I want to hear you scream,' he teased, as he got harder and harder and I felt him release himself inside me.

I must have cried in the heat of the moment, for I saw him kissing away the tears, our bodies separating after the whole act was over. 

I tried to gather myself, running to the bathroom for some water, and looking in the mirror as though to see some change.

Was it possible to look different after one's life had changed forever?!



The First Time



I was 18 and had been going with Val for around 6 months or so; she was the same age. As far as I can remember she was about 5' 8" tall with long blond hair and nice boobs although I haven't a clue what size they were but her bum was a bit on the large size. She used to wear nice dresses and skirts most of the time with stockings until tights appeared in the shops and her mother started buying those for her, probably to keep me out!

We used to go to the pictures once a week or so, Youth Club most nights and on Saturday nights to the Youth Club dances, so we saw each other most nights of the week. I looked old enough to get served in pubs too so once or twice a week we would have a drink as well. Shortly after we had started going together, she had let me feel her boobs and touch her pussy, in fact she was the first girl I had been able to get that far with! She would stroke my cock, sometimes under my jeans and sometimes out, depending where we were. Quite a few times I got too excited and cum in my pants! But try as I may, she wouldn't let me go all the way and have sex, despite buying condoms! I can't remember if she had a cum or not.

Our normal routine was for us to kiss and cuddle down the alley outside the side door to her house when I walked her home. I would open her coat, which I remember was bright green, feel her boobs and then pull down her tights and pants and feel her pussy, pushing my fingers right inside her. She would get my cock out and then after getting it hard, would allow me to rub it on her belly until I had cum. We had to be careful where it all went it case her mum saw the dried spunk on her clothes so often we would use a condom or I'd pull her dress right up or I'd put my cock back in my pants so that caught all the spunk. 

This went on for a while and I had given up trying to actually get my cock inside her pussy. One night we went through the normal routine down the alley and to my great surprise and delight, she took hold of my cock and pushed it inside her pussy. I couldn't believe my luck that I had finally managed it and started to fuck her standing up. As you will probably guess, I soon spurted all my spunk inside her pussy, I can't recall if she had cum or not, probably not 'cos it didn't last too long!!

We quickly tidied ourselves up, good job really as the door opened and her mum was there as she had heard a banging noise outside! How right she was! We then said our goodnights and Val went inside. 

I was really pleased that at last I had lost my virginity but we were worried for a few days or weeks until she came "on" as we had not used a condom.

After that, we started to fuck on a pretty regular basis, but always with a condom. There was a pub that had a machine in the gents toilet where I used to get them, as I didn't have the nerve to get them in a chemists or barbers. They used to be 3/9 for 3 in them days.

We used to go to all sorts of places to fuck, sometimes in the park when it got dark on a bench or standing up, sometimes if she had to baby-sit for her married sister, a couple of times in her house, when her parents were out in the pub. She didn't like that too much as she was nervous they would come home unexpectedly and catch us at it! Anywhere we could find a bit of privacy really. 

Once I was 19 I got a scooter and once I had passed my test and could carry her on the back we used to go all over the place out into the country looking for quite places to fuck, but always with a condom. Once I was 17 and had passed my car test and got a car, it was a lot easier. We would do it in the back, front and sometimes standing up leaning up against the car, in fact all over the place. 

When I was getting on for 20, we decided to split up. We had been seeing each other for a few years and I guess I wanted a bit of freedom. I was working at Maidstone then and there were lots of girls in the shop that I fancied!! We still remained friends and the day before I left home to join the RAF we went for a drink to say goodbye and we ended up having one last fuck!

I didn't see Val again after that night but heard that she got herself pregnant by some lad she was going out with and had had to get married, as you did in those days. I was just so glad that we'd always used a condom; the worry after the first time frightened me enough!!!



The First Time



I was nineteen years old near the end of the summer of 1977. To say that I was sexually inexperienced would be an understatement. I had made out with a girl one time. During the course of this frantic kissing spree I had moved my hand to her breast, cupping it through her clothes. After a prompt rebuff I did not make a second attempt. I felt rejected. After that day I shied away from her. I never kissed her again. 

The only sex I had had was in my fantasies. I learned to masturbate at the age of eleven. I did it as much and as often as I could. It was a great relief valve for me. I loved magazines like Playboy and Penthouse. Any copy I could get my hands on was quickly secreted away to my bedroom where the pictures would inspire many a dream and many an orgasm. 

Now, there were two things a teenage boy would never admit to. One was masturbation. We would all vehemently deny ever jacking off because it just wasn't a manly thing to do. The reality was most of us were doing it four or five times a day. I loved to do it but I was the only one who knew it. The other thing none of us would ever admit to was that we were virgins. We had all gotten laid. But really, few of us had. But in the teenage years "coolness" mattered more than the truth. 

But as I passed the age of nineteen I really felt that I had missed out. It was like I was one of the last ones to have sex. I felt very frustrated. With no prospects on the horizon, I wondered if I would ever do it. Masturbation was just not cutting it anymore. I wanted something real. And I wanted it soon. 

There was a place in town called Finnlander Sauna & Massage. Now I wasn't totally sure what went on there but I had heard rumors. Plus there had been an article in the paper once about a woman who had been arrested there for prostitution. I really didn't know what would come of it, but I decided to check it out. I figured if the rumors were true, I could end my frustration. If the rumors weren't true, well, I really wouldn't lose anything. 

My first attempt failed. At the front desk the woman asked me my age. I told her I was nineteen. She didn't let me in because the legal age was twenty-one. I was a bit embarassed. I didn't get in. But I did notice the skimpy revealing outfit she was wearing. I decided that I would try again another time. 

Two months later I did. This time no one at the desk asked me anything. I handed over $12 for a ticket for a sauna and a half hour massage. I was shown to the locker room where I was given a towel and a wrap. I put the wrap on. There wasn't much to it. After taking a shower and pretending to use the sauna, I went to the waiting room. There was one woman there watching TV. Her name was Sandy. 

I very nervously asked her if she gave massage. She smiled and said yes. She led me to another room. On the way there I was checking her out. She was about 5'2". I guessed she was about 30. Short brown hair. Not terribly attractive but not bad. She was dressed in tight black shorts and a black top. On the way to the room I knew something was going to happen. I just didn't know what. We went to a small dark room where there was a massage table. Sandy took my ticket and told me to lie face down on the table. Then she left. 

As I was laying there I became even more nervous. I was scared. No woman had ever touched me before. I didn't know how I was going to react. At the same time I felt thrilled. I felt wicked just being there. I was anticipating having some type of sex. And I wanted it. 

When Sandy came back in she massaged my back with some oil. After about a minute she asked if I might be more comfortable without the wrap on. When I agreed she unsnapped it and took it off me. I was now naked. And I was very nervous. It must have showed but she never said a word. 

After about ten minutes she asked me to turn over. I did. She was massaging my chest. My heart was pounding. I didn't know what to do. I reached out and put my right hand on the back of her thigh. There was no response. I was actually relieved that she didn't brush it off. Feeling more daring, I reached higher and felt her ass. Again no response. But I figured that in this case no response was in and of itself a response. So I got even more daring. I placed my hand on her breast. Again, no response. Only now I was sure that something was going to happen. She had let me cross a line. 

On her way down to my legs she brushed my cock with her hand. I was so nervous that I didn't have an erection. I waited. She finished the massage. She smiled and asked me how it was. In a very shy voice I told her it was fine. She then asked me if I wanted to make it "complete". I said "sure". I was then told that it was "ten by hand, twenty by mouth." Without hesitation I said "by mouth." 

Sandy then lowered her head down and gave me a blowjob. It took a bit of work to get me hard. I think I was shaking I was so scared. But she was patient. I remember laying there watching her. I was so amazed. Here was a woman that I had just met, who I knew nothing about, and she was giving me head. It was a thrill too because she was an "older woman." I mean at nineteen, thirty seems ancient. I was getting sex from a woman of experience. My excitement was tremendous. I watched every second of her work. I was very hot. I made a lot of noise when I came. I was quite buzzed. I enjoyed it immensely. I paid the $20 and left with a big smile. 

The irony of it all is that less than two months later I met a girlfriend who I had regular sex with. Technically she took my virginity. Yet I still look upon Sandy as my first experience. The fact that I paid for my first sex has been a secret. Like teenage masturbation, it is not a cool thing to admit. Yet for me it was a rite of passage. A bit of growing up. A few years later the massage parlor was shut down. Although few mourned its closing, I remember the fond memories I captured there.



The First Time



Do you remember the first time you made love? Not the first time you had sex. I'm not talking about that moment that was equal parts pleasure and terror, when the whole act seemed so taboo and horrifying, yet your desire pushed you forward to a climax that was as uncertain as it was wonderful. I mean the first time that all of the pieces clicked, when you were with a person you were in love with and the moment was simply perfect.

I do.

Her name was Jenny. She was a little bit of everything to me. A brunette beauty. A mischievous grin that filled out a sweater with just the right curves. She was brash and clumsy, too clueless to be truly embarrassed yet self-assured enough that she always seemed to take her latest fax paus in stride. She was a cat that always landed on her feet, not quite sure if she'd fallen or leapt on purpose.

We'd met in high school and started as casual friends. She'd been dating a jock named John that immediately went for the nearest skirt the instant Jenny left the room. I was dating one of the most amazing girls I'd ever met - a totally uninhibited sexual dynamo that had been hiding behind a wallflower mask. Kim was 5'2" of drama club president, big blue eyes and naturally curly hair. Everyone thought we were the sweetest couple and had secretly voted us the last two virgins in high school.

If only they had known.

It turned out that Jenny and a few of her friends had wondered. I've never considered myself particularly well-endowed. You watch enough porn starring men with giant penises and read enough erotica centering around 10" cocks and even a descent-sized tool is left to shame. As Jenny would later put it, "You're just perfect - not so big as to say, "Dear God, No!" but big enough that you leave a woman thinking, "Dear God, Yes!"

But I'm getting ahead of the story.

It was the late 1980's and, in order to spend a little more time with Kim, I had joined my high school's jazz choir. Every morning before school, we'd stand in a circle, clustered around the scattered microphone stands and sing. I had been designated a tenor and was thankfully comfortable enough with what Kim and I shared in bed not to consider singing the higher registers a slight to my masculinity. After all, the year before I had been the starting outside linebacker at my previous high school. I was a good-looking, muscular jazz vocalist (I also played sax) with a romantic streak a mile wide.

Little did I know that every morning, there was a secret scuffle across the circle of microphones, girls silently positioning themselves to stand across from me. As Jenny later told me, "TYou looked great in jeans, but there were these linen walking shorts you wore - they weren't too tight, but they didn't leave us guessing. We all wondered how little Kimi could handle all of that."

So here we were, a year later. Kim had hit me with a, "I don't love you anymore - in fact, I'm pretty sure I never did," break-up from out of the blue. John had chased one too many girls and Jenny had finally handed him his walking papers. High school was behind us and we stood silently terrified of the big bad world that we were suddenly expected to face. Jenny leapt, I caught. We became best friends and incredibly compatible lovers. Well, at first, we were just best friends. John had left her gun shy and dissatisfied. It may be a bit crass, but her hardline of "I've tried sex and I don't like it," had softened the first time I went down on her.  And things had only gotten better from there.

Our relationship had always contained a marvelous sensuality. While sex for us could be raw and animalistic, leaving us in a sweaty, exhausted tangle of arms and legs, it was typically soft and slow, sensations drawn out to impossible heights, passions slowly teased to life. Our early courtship was spent simply touching each other, marveling at the way a jawline traced its way beneath a gentle fingertip or how her hair cascaded between my fingers. Sometimes we wouldn't even kiss. Countless afternoons were shared, simply touching, lost in the depths of each other's eyes.

I think it was good from the very first time I slipped inside her, from the moment that I first felt her soft fingers wrap around my hard cock, slowly moistening the head of my penis as she traced the length of her pussy. I like to remember that the first penetration was heaven, that something happened as I slowly slipped inside her, as we shared a simultaneous breath and surrendered to what we became together.

Maybe it was like that. Maybe not. Everything I remember about us was good. But amidst it all, there is a special morning we shared together that stands out forever in my mind.

We had taken some time off from our respective jobs and were staying in a small cabin owned by a relative of mine. You could wake up in the morning and watch the deer in the meadow across the river as the fog slowly lifted from the narrow mountain valley. I'd wake early, slipping from her sleeping arms, rewarded with a half-conscious smile for my efforts, a sort of, "I know you're in my world and it makes me happy," sleepy grin. Naked and barefoot, I'd hurry across the hardwood floors to build a fire. A quick stop to put water on for hot chocolate or tea and I would slip back into her warm embrace. Nothing chases away the chill than the naked embrace of a woman you love.

I was content to lay forever in that bed, feeling Jenny curled up in my arms, her head resting on my naked chest. She would sleep and I would slowly stroke her hair, certain I was the luckiest guy in the world.

Without a warning, without a single stirring, a stretch, or even a yawn, I would feel her fingertips gently tracing the length of my soft penis. She was content just to play. It wasn't as much foreplay as it was similar to the way that I lazily ran my fingers through her hair. The touch said, "I like you. You make me feel special." And then, with an impish grin, all of that would turn into, "Would you like to be my toy?"

My fingers left her hair to gently cup her jaw, softly turning her face toward me as I slipped down the bed, our lips meeting somewhere in the middle. It's funny how in memories there is no hint of morning breath, no sudden need to pee. But maybe it was like that. Maybe what we had was really that pure. Because when I kissed Jenny, there was nothing but her. There was no cabin, no chill mountain air that was slowly being pushed back by the crackling fire. There was only her lips, the way the caress of her nipples on my naked chest made my breath catch in my throat, as if I was afraid that breathing would send her scattering like a reflection of a perfect summer sky scattered by a splashing stone.

We kissed, our arms and legs slowly entwining, our bodies rediscovering how they fit together. My fingertips traced lazy circles over her naked shoulder blades and spine. Her lips would leave our kiss to find my neck; my chest; her eyes dancing with delight as my back arched, as I softly moaned. I teased her nipples between my lips, my mouth working lower, my heart racing as her fingers tangled in my hair and she gasped as my tongue first found her wetness. I would breathe the length of her labia, teasing her with my breath, stroking her with the warm air that slipped from between my lips. She would open her thighs, welcoming me, beckoning me, and I would savor the moment, the anticipation of when my tongue first tasted her wetness.

The first stroke would be long and slow, gentle and light, little more than a hint of what my breath had promised would come. I would softly lick her, over and over, teasing her, tempting her, letting her sensations slowly blossom to life. When she began to writhe, when her hips began to move to meet my tongue, I would know she was ready for me.

Slowly, firmly, I would lick her. Not hard, but a tangible sensation, a release in its own after the delicate ministrations that had awoken her senses. In a way, it was like a tiny orgasm. Her body would tremble, her lips would part, a whispered, "Yes," escaping into the morning air. I would slip my naked shoulders beneath her thighs, relishing the feel of her skin against mine. My fingertips would lightly trace their way across her hips, her belly, her legs, their touch harmony to the melody of my tongue. Her hips would slowly take on a life of their own, an almost imperceptible rhythm shifting them against the mattress, as if she was making love to my mouth, my tongue matching her speed. I would tease her clit, my fingertips moving through her tiny patch of well-trimmed hair, gently massaging her outer labia, tracing their length to the rhythm of my tongue.

She would gasp when I slipped a finger inside her, slowly, an inch at a time, moving inside her in the same way she welcomed my hard cock. Inside her, my finger would join my tongue in a duet, teasing her, feeling her build. Jenny's thrusting hips would become more demanding and I would answer their plea, letting her build until she called out my name, her legs stiffening into rigid limbs across my shoulders, her hips lifting off the bed as she cried out again and again.

I'm not sure if she ever realized that I still listened to her body even as she came, slowing my tongue to keep time with the shudders of pleasure that wracked her body, backing off the pressure as her orgasm faded, pulling away only when she began to tremble. Somewhere in the afterglow, she'd realize that she was in my arms, that I was holding her close and gently kissing her hair as I told her I loved her.

Somehow I would end up between her legs, her fingers wrapped around my throbbing cock. Even now, I'm nearly breathless remembering the anticipation. She would tease me, the wetness of her body an elixir to the burning heat of my erection. Slowly stroking herself with my penis, she'd let my anticipation build until, by some unseen signal, she would lead me inside of her. It was always a blur what happened next. Our lips would suddenly find each other, our hips moving slower than even my exploring tongue had dared to tease, arms and legs moving in an ever-shifting tapestry of skin.

I would slowly withdraw, a dozen heartbeats passing while I pulled out of her until only the head of my cock was left inside her body. Without pause, the journey would reverse, slowly melding us together, savoring the sensation of my rock hard cock slowly slipping deep into her warm, wet embrace. Over and over, like the glorious haze of some wondrous drug, we'd move in our own private dance. We'd explore all of the themes that had filled our relationship from the very first. Our hips slowly moving, we'd gaze into each others eyes, tracing a jawline with a fingertip or softly caressing a cheek.

In my memories, I never remember orgasming myself, but I know I did. All I remember is the perfect union we found together. Maybe that's why, even now, my own pleasure is never at the forefront when I make love. I was spoiled. Not ruined, just shown something so wondrous that even now I can feel her beneath me, our bodies slowly moving together as we made love.

Author's Note: This story is entirely true. Only the names have been changed to maintain anonymity of the aforementioned individuals. A special thank you to my Jenny. Years may change people, but you forever blessed me with a little bit of your magic.



The First Time



The first time ever I saw your face, you made the sun shine in my eyes.... The first time ever I heard your voice, my heart began to melt... The first time we get to hold each other will be that little piece of heaven....

You stand before me, your hands cupping my face, your lips meet mine and you kiss me so tenderly, I have waited so long for this moment.... Your arms move to hold me, you pull me closer to you, I gaze into your eyes and you whisper softly in my ear how you have longed to hold me. I reach up and kiss you softly, my fingers undoing each button of your shirt, I want to feel your naked body against mine. I slip your shirt over your shoulders and run my fingers down your chest, leaving tender kisses all over.... You run your fingers through my hair as I kiss you, I undo your jeans and as I take them off I kneel before you.. I can see you getting so hard and I caress your cock with my fingers... 

Moving closer to you, I can feel the heat of your body, your breathing deep and powerful, I seductively lick my lips and place them around the head of your cock.. My hands are caressing the back of your thighs and I pull you closer, making me take more of you in my mouth... My tongue glides up and down your shaft, my fingers reaching to your balls, softly kneading them between my fingertips... I close my mouth around your cock and gently begin to suck you, you are moving your hips, sliding your cock in and out of my mouth... I can feel your cock throbbing, and I know that you are going to come, I suck you faster and you can feel the pressure of my lips around you... Your body tenses, the orgasm slowly building inside you, with your hand on my head you push your cock deeper into my mouth, my tongue is teasing your hard length and I feel your body begin to shake as the pleasure releases into your body... I suck you harder, wanting you to come so much, you surrender to this amazing feeling and you moan with delight as you climax.. Your come feels so warm in my mouth, you taste so sweet and I swallow all of it...

I make my way back up your body, kissing you all over until I am standing in front of you, I gaze longingly into your eyes and whisper I love you.. Your hands begin to explore my body, you remove my top and you trace your fingers over my bra, feeling the soft satin material beneath your fingertips, I moan in delight as you touch my nipples, I yearn to feel your touch on my naked breasts... You quickly undo my bra, by breasts softly bounce as you release them, you cup my breast in your hand and I can feel your tongue licking my nipple, it feels so hot against my naked skin, I can feel the electric sensation from my nipples to my clitoris, your touch is amazing, you make me feel so alive... Your hands reach to my waist, you open my trousers and slide them off, I step out of them and stand before you naked apart from my satin thong... You caress my navel, slowly trailing your hands to between my thighs, you feel how hot I am... 

You lead me to the bed and lay me on my back, crouching before me you slip off my thong, gently lifting my leg to rest on your shoulder... I can feel your breath so hot on my clitoris as you move your body closer to mine. You let your tongue find my clitoris and your gentle caress takes my breath away... Your tongue feels so hot as you slide it over my lips, gently pushing them apart, easing your tongue inside me, you can taste my sweet juices... You listen to me moan with pleasure and you softly place your lips over my clitoris, your tongue pressing hard against me.. Lifting my hips a little I move to be closer to you, you begin to slide your tongue faster, I cant resist you, nothing has ever felt so good, so right.. I feel the pleasure build inside me and I move my hips in perfect rhythm with you as I begin to climax.. the most intense feeling takes over my body and you feel my juices flowing over your tongue as I come....

You run your fingers softly down my leg as I move to lie on my side, you lie behind me placing one arm below me, you reach to caress my chest, your hand holding me firmly... Your other hand tickles my thigh and as you move closer to me I can feel your cock pressing hard against me... Your hand moves up my body and you sweep the hair from my neck, leaning closer you leave soft little kisses all the way down to my shoulder... I reach my hand to your hip, pulling you to me, I move my leg back until it is resting on yours, your cock slips easily between my thighs.... My hips move back and forth as the end of your cock connects with my clitoris, your hand firmly squeezing my breast and the other clutching my ass, the combination of pleasures suddenly explode in shimmering waves inside me and I moan coming like crazy... You quickly thrust your cock inside my aching pussy and hearing my breathless little cries arouses you even further... 

I can feel you breathing heavy on the back of my neck as you slide your cock so deep inside me... I feel so warm and moist and I push against you, we have waited so long to be as one and being with you feels so perfect... You moan softly with each thrust, feeling me so tight and hot around your throbbing cock. You hold me so close, your hand still firm on my breast teasing my nipple and your other slowly stroking my clitoris... Your thrusts get deeper and so much faster, I cant believe the feelings building inside me again... You hear my breathing getting quicker and you push your cock inside me, so much faster, your finger still rubbing my clitoris... I come again, slowly and not as intense but still so amazing... 

You pull your cock out of my pussy and I move myself to sit on top of you... I take your cock in my hand and lower myself... Feeling your cock brushing against my swollen lips I push myself down, forcing your hard length inside me... I can feel the heat and size of your cock as it slips and slides in and out of my pussy.. You sit up on the bed and take my breasts in your hands, you lean closer and begin to lick my nipples.. I grab onto your shoulders, steadying myself as I ride you... I can see you getting so hot and I pump even harder, you watch as my breasts bounce each time I push myself onto you.. You can feel your orgasm hovering, threatening to overtake you.. Your balls connecting with my ass, the sensations so arousing.. You feel the pressure building up inside you, the contractions making you moan and writhe and clutch at my hips, keeping me there, you push yourself up and deep inside me, I want to feel you coming inside me... Your orgasm takes over and the sensations make you moan louder.... hearing you arouses me further and I can feel myself willing to come again.. You raise your hips and I push myself onto your cock, I can feel your wetness mixing with mine as we come together... You hold me close as the feelings release from our bodies... 

You lay me down on the bed and softly stroke my face, gazing into each others' eyes, we are so happy, so complete... we are finally together... 

With my head resting on your chest, listening to the beating of your heart.. your arms around me I feel so safe and so content, together we fall asleep, knowing that in the morning we will wake up together.... 

At last.



The First Time



It was breezy, starry March night. The breeze brought a slight chill to the air but I welcomed it with open arms. I was used to the weather in Florida but I missed the chilly night air that I was feeling at that moment. Even though it was breezy and chilly, I felt as though I were on fire, the flames burning deep within me like a forest blazing out of control. 

The only thing I can blame that feeling on, is Brian. I was in his arms, feeling his warmth surround me, making me feel safe and aroused all at the same time. It was wonderful. I never thought I could feel this way before, this was a feeling I had only read and dreamt about for so long and now, it was really happening. I kept pinching myself to make sure it was real and not another dream. 

Oh, I had plenty of dreams about him, more than I'd like to admit to anyone, most were erotic but some were so meaningful and romantic that I actually woke-up with tears streaming down my face. I never wanted that night to end but it was early so I knew that I had many more memories to make before the night was over. 

The evening started when Brian came to my hotel room with an arm full of carnations, dressed in evening attire and a glorious evening planned for us. I wasn't expecting him until the next day so I wasn't prepared for his arrival. I wasn't wearing anything special, just my usual attire of boxers and a T-shirt. 

So when I got a knock at the door, I was surprised to say the least, but when I opened the door and saw him standing there, with an arm full my favorite flowers, I almost fainted right then and there. 

I recovered quickly and thanked him for the flowers and then I scolded him for coming to see me and not telling me he was coming. I told him that it wasn't proper for a gentleman to see a lady when she wasn't looking her best. He looked me right in the eye and said that I looked absolutely beautiful. Well, I melted right there and he knew it! He told me to get dressed because we were going out, and I was not to argue with him because it was a battle I was sure to lose. 

I did what he said, putting on the black velvet dress I had brought with me, talking to him as I did my make-up and finished getting ready. The very second he saw me I knew that I had his approval. It was just his look that gave me that idea it was his "body" language that tipped me off. He asked if he could use my bathroom before we left and I told him he could, I figured he needed to splash some cold water on his face and anywhere else that might need it. 

After a few minutes, he returned and we were off to a night full of surprises, for both of us. He had an agenda and I had mine. Both meeting in certain places but neither one knowing where nor when that may happen. 

We went to a tiny little restaurant, where he ordered for both of us, on my request. We made small talk before and during the meal. Afterwards, we went to a small club that had a 4-piece band that played all types of music. We ordered a drink and sat in silence until he appeared with out drinks. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. 

Finally after about 10 minutes of silence, I asked him to dance. The band was playing a slow song that I recognized as "The Power of Love" by Celine Dion. From the moment he took my hand and led me to the dance floor, I knew that I was in heaven, or more like heaven on earth. And when he took me in his arms and pulled me close to him, I felt my knees go weak and I had to hold on to him for support. I felt like I was dancing on air with the only other person on the face of the earth.

As we swayed to the music and held eachother, I looked deep in his eyes and told him, with my eyes, to kiss me. I think he was listening because he leaned down and softly pressed his lips to mine and I felt as if I were flying. Soaring through the sky like an eagle. As we broke the kiss, the song ended. Perfect timing I thought to myself. 

We went back to our table and smiled at eachother as we sipped our drinks and made more small talk. He asked me if I wanted to go to a special place where we could be alone, except for the stars in the sky. I jumped at the chance to be alone with him, and to be with him under the stars, was even better. 

It took about 25 minutes to get there from the club. We chatted a little bit during the drive but it was mostly silent and that gave me time to get a hold of myself. 

When we arrived, he told me to stay in the truck and keep my eyes closed. I did as I was told. I heard him open the tail-gate and move some things around and then close it. I didn't hear anything else for what seemed like an eternity but what turned out to be only 5 minutes. 

He then opened my door, took my hand and led me about 50 yards from the truck and told me to stand there, with my eyes shut and he would be right back. He went and closed the door and came back to me. He told me to keep my eyes shut just a little while longer. I heard him moving around but I couldn't tell what he was doing until I heard a pop and then pouring, then I heard a match and that's when he told me to open my eyes. 

Well, if I thought he was wonderful before, he stepped up to amazing at the very second I saw what he had done. There was a huge blanket with candles, champagne, and soft music was playing in the background. He sat down and motioned for me to sit down next to him. I needed to be near him worse than I needed to breathe. 

He turned and looked into my eyes and kissed me again, this time it was a quick kiss but it had the same effect on me. I snuggled up to him and he put his arm around me and we just sat there and gazed up at the stars. I started to feel a chill but I didn't want to tell him so I sat there and was cold. At some point I started to shiver, despite the warmth from his body. 

Well, he was prepared for this and with a minute's time, we were wrapped in a soft flannel blanket. We sat there, sipping champagne and gazing up at the stars. I finished my drink and handed him my glass. He asked if I wanted another and I said no He finished off the rest of his drink and put our glasses aside and put both of his arms around me and nuzzled his face in my hair. 

He let out a soft moan and told me how good my hair smelled. I reached up and started nibbling on his left ear as my hand ran up and down his back. I soon felt his breath quickening as my lips trailed down to his neck, HIS weakness. 

I started to kiss and suck on his neck. Gently biting here and there. I let my left hand slip down his chest to his aching, throbbing cock. He gasped as I laid my hand on his cock and I took it away and placed it on his leg but he put it back there and pressed my palm into him. He pulled away from me and kissed me with a certain forcefulness that I welcomed and needed from him. 

Then, he kissed MY neck. MY melting spot. I let out a soft moan as my hand started to massage his cock through his pants. He kisses became harder and faster, his breath was heaving in and out of his chest in quick gasps. I knew right then what was going to happen and I wanted it as bad if not more than he did but I was going to follow his lead because I didn't want to mess this up. 

He gently pushed me down onto my back and positioned himself over me and then we kissed and it felt as if he was kissing my soul. He rolled over and pulled me on top of him. He started to unzip my dress as I unbuttoned his shirt and removed it. He pulled my dress over my head so all I was wearing was my garder-belt and strapless bra. My breasts were glistening in the moonlight from the beads of sweat that had collected there.

I leaned down and kissed him as his hands slipped down my body. He soon realized that even though I had on a garder-belt and stockings, I wasn't wearing any panties. I felt his cock jump as he ran his hands over the soft, smooth skin of my ass. 

I pushed my hips down into him and he let out a loud moan. I asked him what he wanted me to do and without hesitation he asked me to suck his cock. Oh god how I wanted to worship his cock with my lips and tongue and make love to it with my mouth.

I slid down his body, kissing my way down his chest, stomach and then finally I undid his zipper with my teeth as I unbuttoned his pants. I slid his pants off in a whisper and had his boxers off just as quickly. I just stared for a moment at his cock. My mouth watering at the sight of his throbbing, rock-hard cock.

I kissed the head softly and then ran my tongue all around the tip. I heard him gasp and then moan as my tongue ran up and down his cock. His fingers began to run through my hair as I sucked the head of his cock into my mouth. I sucked it ever so gently. I felt him pushing my head down and I allowed him to do so. 

I went all the way down on him until my lips were on the base of his cock. I could feel the head of his cock pulsating in the back of my throat and I moaned. I knew he could feel the vibration of my voice on his cock and I moaned again, knowing how much pleasure this was bringing him. 

I slowly sucked my way to the top of his cock and then went all the way back down on him. Over and over again I did this. Tasting the precum that had started to flow freely and loving the taste, wanting more, needing more. 

But he pulled me up on top of him again and kissed me deeply and passionately. I knew he could feel the burning desire radiating from my soaking wet pussy and I thought he was going to take me right then, but he surprised me. He rolled me over onto my back and he went down on me, worshiping my pussy with his lips and tongue. 

His tongue ran up and down my slit several times until I felt his lips close around my clit. He began to suck it as his tongue flicked over it with such speed that I exploded right there. I arched my back and moaned over and over again as I felt myself beginning to cum. He knew what was going to happen so he plunged his tongue deep inside me as my pussy tightened and then released in a flood of hot juices. He sucked and licked up every sweet drop until I finally pulled him up and kissed him. Tasting my pussy on his lips and tongue. 

He slid all the way on top of me and I encircled his waist with my legs as he eased his way into me. As I felt the head of his cock pressing into my pussy I felt our souls and bodied become one. I felt him press into me, all the way and then I heard a moan arise from his lips and I knew that he felt the same thing that I had.

He started slowly, kissing me with each stroke until neither he nor I could stand it and he picked the pace up until he was slamming himself into me again and again until I felt himself about to explode and then he stopped. 

He asked me if I wanted him to take me from behind and I answered with a smile. He rolled off me and I got on my hands and knees. I felt his hands grip my hips as I felt him ease himself back inside me. I let out a moan that was purely from ecstasy. 

I began to slam my hips into his as he began to pound me. Faster and faster, deeper and deeper until I knew that he and I were going to explode. I felt his grip getting tighter and tighter. I called out his name over and over again..

"Brian, Brian, oh god, Brian, I'm gonna cum". 

He answered my call with one of his own.."Airy, Airy, oh Airy, I'm gonna cum baby".

I worked towards my cum and just I was getting ready to release all that was built up I felt him let go of my hips and slam himself deep inside me and then he exploded right then and there. The feeling of his cock exploding inside me made me soar higher and higher into the exctasy I was feeling.

So there we were, two lovers, sharing the most precious thing two people can share, under the stars, joining our bodies in a harmonious act of passion. Spent, he rolled over onto his back and tried to catch his breath as did the same. We layed there for a few minutes just taking in the night and then he pulled me over to him and I rested my head on his chest as he nuzzled his face in my hair once again. 

I'm not sure how long we stayed like that but I do know that we watched the sunrise from that spot. After the sun had risen, we dressed, packed up and headed back to the city.

We arrived at my hotel a little after 8am.We spent the rest of my time in town together. He stayed with me, on my insistence. He only left me once to go and get some of his things from his place and then he was all mine. We made love over and over again but it was never as special as The First Time. 

THE END



The First Time



It had been months that she had been talking with her “Master” online. Now they were finally going to meet. They had met once before, for a safe and very public lunch, but this was different. This time she knew that she would not be able to call the shots. The lunch was for her benefit. To help her to feel more comfortable and allow her to be sure she was ready to take the next step. And now it was here. Her pulse raced as the memory of the things he had said to her played back in her mind. How he would treat her, use her, make her beg . . . she swallowed hard and tried not to think about it. No sense getting herself worked up already.

As she pulled into the motel, she licked her lips, took a deep breath and went in to secure their room for the afternoon/evening. He would be arriving in about an hour and she still needed to get ready. She went up into the room and, per his instructions, changed into her black garterbelt and stockings, corset and short black skirt. Her dark hair hung long down her back and over her shoulders. She affixed a thin leather collar around her neck and put on some silver hoop earrings. That was the only jewelry she wore. If he wanted to affix additional adornments that was his decision. She slipped into her black leather pumps and put on her black leather jacket to cover her corset. Time to go pick him up at the station. He had told her what to be wearing when she met him an she would not disappoint him.

As she drove to the train station, she felt her hands start sweating on the steering wheel. “I can’t believe I’m doing this” she thinks and chuckles to herself. As she pulls in front of the station she sees him waiting for her and she groans. He wasn’t supposed to be waiting for her, she was supposed to be waiting for him . . . now she just hopes that since this is their first “real” meeting he won’t hold it against her. She smiles as he opens the door and gets in. He looks at her, his blue eyes intense . . . so intense that she has to drop her gaze and look away. 

“Hello, my pet” he says in the soft soothing voice that she remembers so fondly from the many telephone conversations they’ve had. 

“Hello, Master” she responds softly, her voice slightly quivering. 

He reaches out his hand and turns her head gently to him and lifts her chin indicating she should look at him. Shyly she raises her eyes and sees that slightly lopsided devilish grin that has haunted her memory since their first meeting . . .

“You look lovely, my sweet pet.” he says and leans over and kisses her. “Let’s get going or else I will end up having you right here in the parking lot”

She gasps, stammers out a “Yes, Master” and heads her car towards the motel, while he chuckles at how easily she is flustered.

The music helps fill the silence as he lets her anticipation build and they arrive back at the hotel in a few minutes. As they walk up to the room, she feels her pulse race, knowing that this is it . . .no more speculation or wondering. Now she would be his in actuality. As she steps into the room, she takes a deep breath. She hears the door close behind her and turns around to see him leaning against the closed and locked door looking at her, his long blonde hair caught at his neck in a ponytail, his eyes staring at her with a questioning look. She knows he is waiting for something from her, but she doesn’t know what. She looks at the floor, and then at him . . . finally she finds her voice and asks “Master, please . . . I don’t know what to do”

Again he smiles at her in that maddening way and tells her that perhaps she should take off her jacket. She blushes slightly and quickly takes off the jacket and lays it over a chair. As he looks her up and down he slowly begins to advance toward her. She instinctually begins to back up as he gets closer. Slowly he stalks towards her, advancing as she retreats, his gaze locked on her wide opened eyes. Finally she backs into the wall and has no where else to go. He puts his hands on either side of her, trapping her against the wall as he looks down at her. He can hear her gasping breath and he brings one hand to her cheek, slowly running his finger along her jawline. He feels her shiver at his touch and brings his lips to hers as he begins to kiss her deeply and passionately. His tongue gently begins probing her mouth and he feels her groan in her throat as she lets him into her mouth. His other hand slides along her shoulder, and up her neck, his fingers sliding into her hair. He suddenly closes his fist in her hair and pulls his mouth away from hers. He steps back drawing her with him by the hair to the center of the room “Kneel, slave” he says. There is no room for negotiation, and she feels his hand pulling her down by her hair even as she drops down to her knees. He releases her hair and she lowers her head, her hands clenched in front of her. She hears him walk back to the table where he placed the bag he had been carrying. 

From the bag he removes the black leather wrist and ankle cuffs that she had sent him as a gift as well as the chains that he said he would be using to restrain her, she heard them clinking as he pulled them out of the bag and she felt the shivers of anticipation. 

Suddenly he was standing in front of her. “Head to the floor, slave, arms extended” She quickly complies and he fastens the cuffs around her wrists. They are stiff and new, but not uncomfortable. Then he affixes small gold padlocks locking the cuffs to her wrist. She didn’t think he had noticed that they didn’t just buckle, but were able to lock.. He moves behind her and fastens and locks the cuffs to her ankles as well.

“Stand up, hands behind your head, legs apart”. Quickly she gets to her feet, laces her fingers behind her head which thrusts her breasts against the top of her corset and she moves her feet apart. 

“Mmmm, are you ready, my pet?” he asks teasingly.

“Y-yes” she stammers. “Yes, WHAT” he barks. 

“Yes, Master!!” she cries out realizing her mistake and bites her lip, closing her eyes in shame at that lapse. She know better.

“I believe I need to show you your place after all, slave. You forget yourself too often. Also, I believe I had mentioned a while ago that you had earned yourself a real spanking for saying no to me. Do you remember that, my pet? I know you thought I forgot.”

She groans audibly because she HAD thought he had forgotten. In fact, she had been careful not to mention it for so long. She remembered that he had to remind her that “no” was not an option, that was what her safewords were for, but she kept forgetting that and he had told her that she was due a lesson.

He sits on the bed and indicates that she should lay over his lap. She quickly complies, knowing it will be worse for her if she hesitates.

“Now, I want you to count out each strike and then say Thank you, understand, slave?”

“Yes, Master, I understand” she replies in a soft and quavering voice. She feels him lift her skirt to her waist revealing her ass, the thong she is wearing offering no protection. She feels him gently rub her cheeks before the first blow falls. It is a surprise in that it stings enough to cause her to draw in her breath . .. This is not a lovers game, this is a real spanking! “One, thank you Master” she gasps out just before the second blow falls on the other cheek, “OH! Two, thank you Master” . . . the tears begin to gather in her eyes as he continues to spank first one cheek then the other, “Nine, thank you Master” . . . “Ten, thank you Master” . . .the tears run down her cheeks and she continues to count off . .. “Fourteen, thank you Master” . . . “Fifteen, thank you Master” still he continues to reign blows down on her reddening ass . . . “Ah, Twenty, thank you Master” . . . “Twenty-one, thank you Master” . . . “please, Master, have mercy . . . I am sorry I disappointed you . . . I will do better” she sobs as another blow falls. 

“You didn’t count, don’t make me start over, my pet” 

“Twenty-five, thank you Master!!!”

He chuckles and brings his hand down five more times for an even thirty as she counts them out. She is softly sobbing when he is done and he gently caresses her flaming hot ass as she lays over his lap.

“I’m sorry you made me do that . . . let me see if you enjoyed it at all.” He slides his hand up the inside of her leg and hooks his finger in her thong, pulling it away. He slowly works his finger into her pussy and can feel the hot wetness that has built there, rivaling the heat radiating off her ass.

“Aaaah, you are a hot little slut, aren’t you”

“Yes, Master” she responds in a soft voice. He begins to move his finger in and out of her dripping pussy and, within moments he hears her moan, and feels her trying to move her hips to meet his finger. He abruptly pulls his finger out and brings it to her lips. She sucks his finger into her mouth, using her tongue to swirl around and sucking all the juice off it.

She hears him groan as she continues to suck and lick his finger. He pulls his had away and tells her to go stand in front of the dresser and mirror. She gets up and stiffly walks over to stand where he directed her, the back of her skirt still tucked into the waistband. He comes to stand behind her and puts his hands on her waist sliding them up her rib cage, over the tits, to rest on the soft skin above the top of the corset. She closes her eyes as she feels his hands on her bare skin.

“Look at me in the mirror as I touch you and don’t move” he whispers at her ear, his hot breath caressing her skin and causing her to quiver. His teeth nip at her ear as his hand reaches into the bodice of her corset and lift out her large tits. 

He slowly begins to kneed them, his eyes locked with hers in the mirror. She can feel his hard cock through his jeans pressing against her ass as he rolls her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Suddenly he squeezes them hard, she cries out softly, her head falling back against his chest as the electricity and pain shoot through her.

“Look at me” he orders huskily . .. biting her lip through the pain she looks into his eyes and sees the lust and desire as he continues to pinch her nipples. Finally he lets go of her nipples and admires the red and swollen nipples. He bends his head down as he lifts one tortured nipple to his mouth and he sucks and licks at it, soothing it, teasing it, causing her to groan again. He lifts his head and moves to the other repeating the process. Then he stands straight behind her and tells her to remove her thong, then bend over and put her hands on the dresser and spread her legs far apart. 

She complies, maintaining the eye contact that he demanded, her hands in front of her flat on the dresser. Standing behind her he keeps his eyes locked with hers as he begins to remove his clothes slowly. Once he is naked, he takes the condom that was in his pants pocket and rolls it onto his engorged cock. Then he stands behind her and grabs her hips, eyes locked on hers he enters her in one quick thrust, all the way to the hilt. She cries out, her eyes half closing, but still locked with his.

“You are mine, slave . . . “ and he pulls out and thrust back into her . . . 

“You are my little fucktoy” he grits out as he thrust into her again, hands tight on her hips.

“Who controls you, slut” he asks with the next thrust.

“You do, Master . . . You control me” she cries out as he continues to thrust into her.

“That’s right . . . and who do you belong to, whore?”

“I belong to you, Master . . . I am your slut, Master”

“Yes, now fuck me, slave!!” And with that he stops thrusting and pulls her hips so that she knows she is to fuck him.

Slowly she begins moving her hips back and forth on his cock. Once she gets her rhythm she begins to speed up, thrusting back against him, eyes lock.

“Oh yeah” she hears him moan “that’s a good girl, fuck me like the whore you are”

“Oh, yes Master . . . “ she moans. She starts gasping and feels her orgasm beginning to build.

“Master, please may I cum?” She asks as she continues to thrust back on his cock.

“Not yet, my sweet little slut. I’m not ready for you to cum yet”

She groans as she tries to hold back the building tension in her loins. 

“Oh, yeah” she hears him groaning and she feels him begin to thrust into her as she moves back and forth. Abruptly he pulls out of her, breathing hard. 

“NO!”she cries as she feels her own orgasm slipping away . . . 

“Not yet, you hot little slut . . . I’m not done with you yet . . . on the bed, on your back, hands above your head and legs spread . .. NOW!!”

She hurries to comply with his command, her knees are a bit wobbly, but she lays down as he commands and waits.

He walks over and uses the chains he brought to secure her legs spread wide, then loops the other chain through the D-rings on the cuffs and secures them over her head. She is completely helpless now and she feels her clit throbbing at that thought. He pushes her skirt up around her hips to reveal her soft and neatly trimmed pussy, the hair so short it is practically not there . . . her lower lips slightly parted by her legs stretched to either side framed by the straps from the garterbelt attached to the stockings she is wearing.

He begins to run his finger up and down her wet slit, rubbbing over her sensitive clit causing her to moan and writhe . . . he continues, watching her reactions, feeling the heat and wetness flowing out of her.

“What is it you want, my pet . . .?” he asks in that teasing voice

“Master, please fuck me” she gasps, as his finger circles her clit causing her hips to lift up involuntarily.

“Say it like you mean it, slut” he growls, his hand slapping down on her wet pussy causing her to cry out in shock and pain.

“Please, Master . .. I want you to fuck me!!” 

“Oh, you WANT me to fuck you, my little selfish slut?” as he speaks he quickly thrusts his finger into her a few times, then continues to circle and stroke her clit.

“Oh, no Master, I mean I NEED you to fuck me . . . oh please, Master, please fuck me!!” She begins to shake and quiver from his ministrations, feeling the tightening in her abdomen as the sensations begin to build.

“Don’t you cum yet, you selfish little whore . . . I’ll have to punish you if you cum without my permission”

“Master, I have to cum . . . please, Master, I beg you . .have mercy on your slut . . .please, I need to cum!”

He slowly removes his hand from her pussy and climbs up on the bed, his body over hers, slowly he moves his hard cock to her wet hole and begins to enter her, feeling her shiver and quake around him. Once he is buried in her completely, he slowly begins to withdraw and thrust back into her. As he begins to increase his rhythm he feels her tightening around him, his head lowers to her tit and he takes a nipple into his mouth, biting it softly and sucking on it, feeling it harden in his mouth as his tongue flicks over the top.

“Oh, Master . ..” he hears her gasp . . “please, I have to cum ... I have to cum now”

He hesitates for a moment as he releases her tit from his mouth and begins to thrust into her faster, harder, deeper . .. 

“Yes, my fuckslave, my little whore, cum for your Master . . . Look into my eyes and know who your Master is, know who you cum for. . . “

She opens her eyes and looks into his . . . blue, intense, full of lust and desire, and she can’t hold back . . . her body arches against his bringing him even deeper into her body, her muscles contract and she begins to shake all over as he continues to thrust savagely into her aching pussy. She strains against he restraints holding her hands above her head and she cries out as she feels the orgasm begin to build

“Yes, Master . . .Oh Yes, Master . . . Oh my GOD” and she cums, her eyes locked on his, her mouth open and gasping, her body contracting and clutching at his rock hard cock as it continues to thrust deep into her . . . as she cums, he throws back his head and cries out as he cums too

“OH YEAH!!” he roars as he plunges into her savagely

Finally, as the waves begin to subside, he looks down at her.

“Mmmm, that’s my Good Girl” he says and he kisses her, gently and passionately.

He releases the chains from her wrists and then her ankles and gathers her into his arms and holds her as her breathing begins to return to normal. He strokes her hair as she cries softly into his shoulder.

“I have so much to teach you, my pet, this was just the beginning.”

She feels a slight shiver of anticipation at those words (and perhaps a little apprehension) and closes her eyes to just enjoy this feeling of being safe and cherished for a time. His long hair tickles her bare shoulders where it came loose from the ponytail and his strong arms hold her securely. Her ass is still a little sore from the spanking, but it doesn’t burn like before. She feels more fulfilled than she ever has in her life and she knows that this is what she needs, and she is happy.



The First Time



We talked about doing it and role-played the fantasy into our hardcore fuck sessions but I never expected to be down on my knees with two cocks in my mouth and a tongue up my pussy. Maybe I should start at the beginning... 

We met Sally and her older brother Ken at my sophomore college dorm party and a few drinks later, I started to notice Sally giving me bedroom eyes. I suspected she was bisexual when her eyes lingered on my full breasts as we were introduced. I felt my clit swell when I looked into her big blue eyes and saw a sexy smile form on her pouty lips. 

Things became more obvious from there. There was lots of touching as we talked and Ken would lean so close to me and my Trent, that his lips would sometimes brush against my cheek as we talked. 

We left the party and walked to the 24-hour campus hang out to get some food. We couldn't stop laughing as we ate our fries and slurped our cokes. The chemistry was just right and when Ken asked us back to their apartment, we said yes... 

Trent held my hand squeezing gently as we walked to Ken and Sally’s pad. I looked into his hazel eyes filled with love and passion and I knew I wanted to do this but he asked anyway. "Are you positive you want to go through with this Michelle?" I looked at the lovely couple we were joining. Ken had his hand on his little sister's round shapely ass and turned to give me his pretty boy smile. His eyes were sparkling in the night. I leaned in and kissed Trent deeply. "I'm positive," I said with a saucy smile. 

Ken and Sally lived in an awesome apartment, and as soon as I walked in the door, Sally wrapped her arms around my small waist and pulled me to her. Our breasts were rubbing against each other as we started kissing with mad passion. Trent went behind her, and I watched as my love started to caress her ass and kiss her neck. Her older brother Ken was behind me, kissing my neck and touching my tits as I stuck my tongue in his little sister's sweet mouth. 

Ken got on his knees and lifted my short skirt. He pulled aside my black g-string panties and started to kiss and lick my tight, wet pussy. I started to moan with pleasure as I felt his tongue fill me and watched my man remove Sally's halter-top revealing her firm boobs and pink pointy nipples. Trent touched her pussy through her tight shorts and sucked on one nipple as I sucked on her other. We kissed her breasts together and then kissed each other. 

Ken and Trent released their hard cocks as Sally got under me and lowered me to my knees. I had a cock in each hand and her mouth sucking and nibbling at my puffy pussy lips. Her tongue found my clit as I filled my throat full of her brother's cock, simultaneously giving my Trent a hand-job. I sucked his cock hard and deep looking up into his green eyes filled with lust. A lock of his dirty blonde hair fell on his forehead and I was taken aback at how gorgeous he was. He would be considered a pretty boy type, the kind that put Leonardo DiCaprio's face to shame and had the tight, fit body of Brad Pitt. There was something almost feminine about the way he moaned as I swallowed his cock as far down my throat as I could. 

I switched to Trent's thick dripping cock as Sally stuck two fingers deep in my hairless cunt and started licking my pink clit harder. I lapped up a glob of Trent's pre-cum and then took him full in my mouth. My hand was massaging his balls while my other hand traveled up and down the length of Ken's cock. I sucked hard and deep as my hot boyfriend smiled down into my big brown eyes mouthing "I love you." 

I felt a building sensation of pleasure and as waves of ecstasy overcame me. I stopped sucking to moan with unbridled desire. Sally stuck her tongue deep in my pussy as it finished contracting to taste my sweet juices as I started to rub Ken and Trent's cocks together, mixing their pre-cum and then placed them both in my mouth, stretching my little opening as far as it could go. I looked up to see them kissing. My man had his hand in Ken's hair and was roughly pushing his face to him. Ken was sweetly moaning so different from the gruff sounds coming from my Trent's throat. I pulled away to cum again harder this time. 

I looked down at Sally's beautiful tiny cunt. The inner lips were like pretty little petals on a pink flower and I lowered my mouth to kiss and suck on her musky, sweet twat. Trent joined me, sticking his fingers into her tight wetness as Ken came around and stuck my Trent's cock down his throat. Sally was moaning and writhing under my tongue and Trent rammed harder inserting a third finger as he growled with animal lust. Sally's plump clit throbbed as she quivered with her orgasm, and my Trent took his cock out of her big brother's mouth to stick it deep inside Sally's teeny hole. Urghhh!...He thrust deep as I moved behind him laying on my back and started licking and sucking on his balls as he rammed Ken’s little sister fast and hard splashing my face with her tasty cunt juices. 

Ken lowered himself on my body, his hard cock pressing against my thigh as he sucked my hard nipples into his mouth. I arched up to meet his mouth still licking my Trent's balls as he fucked Sally. Placing his cock at my small entrance, Sally’s brother teased me by just dipping the tip of his dick in me. My frustration was building when he finally slid his entire cock deep into me. "Yes!" I cried out as I was filled completely. His rhythm started out slow and then built up at the same pace of my impending orgasm. I heard Sally cum to my Trent's cock and I lost it. I was screaming with the intense pleasure I was receiving. As Trent heard my throaty moans under his balls, he couldn't hold back. As soon as I saw his balls contract, I licked them, placing one hand around the base of his cock as he filled Sally with his cum. I could feel his cum shooting out of his cock into her belly. 

Ken flipped me around and took me from behind as Trent placed his cum covered cock in his mouth. Ken could taste Trent's cum and his little sister’s juices as he felt my warm cunt wrapped around him. "Suck it off like a good boy," Trent told Ken, and Sally’s big brother obeyed. Sally looked up me as I was getting fucked by her brother and I stuck my face between her legs and started eating out my man's spunk from between her little legs, swallowing it all down and cleaning Ken’s baby sister like a good little girl. 

Trent grew hard in Ken's willing mouth and pulled his cock out. He started playfully slapping Sally’s brother across the face with his hard cock, "I want you to fill my sweet Michelle full with your cum and then I'll give you what you want boy..." That's all it took. Ken's cock spurted hot sticky cum deep inside me, filling me up with it as I licked out his sweet little sis. 

Trent wasn't ready to appease Ken just yet. "Lick it up boy!" He commanded. Ken stuck his tongue deep up my cunt and ate as much cum out as he could swallow. "Good Boy," Trent said. "Now you can have what you've been dying for all night.” Sally and I smiled and giggled at each other knowing what fun was to come. 

"Lie on your back boy," Trent rubbed his raging hard-on as he dominated Ken. Sally’s big brother did as he was told, his abs tightened in a six pack and his cock was already growing hard again still covered in gooey wetness from our recent fuck. "Sally, why don't you clean your brother up for me?" I kissed my man's broad shoulders as we watched Ken’s little sister suck her big brother's cock clean. She swallowed it deep down her little throat causing her brother to moan madly as he looked down at his sweet little sister. "Good girl," Ken told her. She smiled up at her big brother after cleaning him off and kissed him. 

Then Trent stuck Sally’s brother's cock in his mouth, sucking the newly cleaned penis back into his throat. Sally and I licked and sucked Trent's hard dick as he sucked her brother's thick prick. Ken's moans were high pitched and feverish. "Please...do it!" he managed to get out as he looked at my Trent sucking his cock. Trent quit sucking and said, "Join your baby sister first, like a good little bitch boy." 

Ken moved fast. He was beside his little sister and I on his knees, and the three of us licked and sucked my Trent's cock and balls until he said he was ready. Sally and I kissed before we moved away. Our lips were so soft as they meshed together. 

Trent grabbed the back of Ken's head and roughly pounded his dick into his mouth gagging Ken and causing his eyes to tear up. "That's right boy! Choke on it and cry like the little bitch you are!" Trent growled as he fucked Ken's mouth so fast and hard. Then he abruptly took his cock out. "Lie back down boy!" he commanded, and Ken complied. 

"Come here girls." my Trent said, and we came to either side of him. He stuck two fingers up Ken’s little sister and two fingers up me, gathering our wetness and then rubbing us on his hard cock for lube. He lifted up Ken's strong legs and stuck a finger up his pink ass. "Damn, you're tight boy." 

"He's a virgin!" Sally giggled and came around to sit next to her big brother placing her delicate hand around his hard cock. "Please fuck my ass Trent!" Ken begged. 

"That's right boy! Beg me to fuck you up your tight ass in front of your baby sister. Beg me to make you my little bitch!" Trent snarled, as I kissed him on his neck tenderly, loving the way he dominated everyone in the room with his strength. He was digging his fingers deep in Sally’s brother's ass by this point and Ken was moaning, "Yes...Whatever you want. Just fuck me! Please! Fuck me like a little bitch boy!" 

Trent didn't hold back after he heard those magic words. He took his hard cock and looking into Ken's pretty boy face rammed his cock deep into Sally's brother’s tight ass hole. Ken jerked and bounced with pain and pleasure as my Trent reamed him fast and hard and I kissed and cheered my strong man on. Sally started to suck her brother's cock as he got fucked. Ken pushed his little sisters head down on his hard shaft, gagging her as she looked up into Trent's glazed eyes while he fucked her brother up the ass. I got on my knees and started to kiss my man's cute butt as the muscles flexed every time he pounded into Ken Bitch Boy's ass. 

Ken was crying out like a little girl. His feminine shrieks were very arousing, and I felt myself dripping with wetness as I started to lick my man's ass hole. Trent was ruthless. He was ramming and digging into the boy hard and telling him to take it like a bitch while his baby sister watched. I started to twirl my swollen clit hearing Trent's throaty groans of pleasure as Ken's ass tightened like a vice around my man. I massaged my clit with one hand and Trent's balls with the other hand while I licked out his ass. I could feel his balls tighten up as I was about to cum. I held off until I heard my man shout "Oh Sally… I'm going to cum up your brother’s ass. I'm filling your tight ass up boy!" and he shot off deep inside Ken's bowels as my pussy contracted with a mind-blowing orgasm. My screams of pleasure were matched by my man's grunts. 

Ken started coming right after my man's last spurt. Ken's cum shot out on his little sister's face, covering her lips and cheeks and dripping down her chin. Sally came as she twirled her hard clit and her big brother's hot sperm seeped between her lips, into her mouth and down her throat filling her belly. 

Trent and I left that night glowing. We knew the next few years of college were going to be very exciting! 

© Lisa Turner (-nymphette-) April 2001



The First Time



Sitting in the locker room, Carol looked around, she was hot, and tired.. Practice had been rough.. but she was feeling that warm sensation that covers muscles once they have been first stressed, then were allowed to relax. The other girls were already stripping, chatting and laughing. She watched as her team mates moved towards the showers. She had always felt a little odd at these times. Not because she was ashamed of being naked, actually, when alone she had always found the sensation of wearing nothing to be liberating, kind of therapeutic. But in the company of other young women she was embarrassed by her body. She knew, deep in her mind that she shouldn't be, but she was. Her breasts had yet to fill out and at eighteen years of age, she still didn't have a "mound" of pubic hair, just a light covering of auburn fuzz. No, fuzz wasn't the right word for it. Her pubic hair was sparse, almost as though she were balding.. but at eighteen, down there? All the other girls on the team were walking around her with full bodies, or at the very least enough secondary signs of maturity that they couldn't be mistaken for a little girl.

"Comon, hit those showers!" yelled the coach. "I want towels and uniforms in the hampers, not on the floor ladies!" Miss Stenholtz shouted as she entered her office.

Carol stood, and peeled off her hockey uniform. Once naked she held a towel at waist level covering her sparse pubic area, walked around to the bin that collected the dirty uniforms and then walked into the shower area. Stephanie was already there, giggling at something one of the other girls had said, but upon seeing Carol enter the area, turned and motioned for her friend to move next to her.

"Hey!" Stephanie Shouted over the sound of falling water. "you still on for tonight?"

"Tonight?" Carol said stepping under the warm water. "Yeah, I guess so." She had almost forgotten the double date.

"Great!" yelled Steph, pulling her long brunette locks back over her shoulder. "I can't wait, it's gonna be a blast!"

Carol washed herself. Her small breasts, when would they grow like Steph's? God, her friend must be a full "C" cup by now, and her pubic hair grew in a large, full dark mound of curls. Carol watched as the other girl bent over, rinsing her buttocks and thighs.. She felt her breath grow sharper.. 'Damn' she thought, 'not now, not here'. Her mind flashed to a few weeks back.. 

She and Steph were in the other girls house, her friend had gone to the bathroom and they were talking, so she had left the door open.. 

Carol had sat on the floor across from the door, chatting when her girlfriend had opened the door to hear better.. she was looking straight at her friends crotch. She could almost make out the golden stream that erupted from the darkness .. her breath caught in her throat, her heart started to pound as the other girl wiped herself, pulling the hair and skin forward, she had felt flush, her panties were getting damp all by themselves.. it scared her… it thrilled her.. 

Carol plunged into the water, hoping that as she got excited, no one would notice. She turned her back on her friend, and soaped her hair.. another girl was standing across from her.. her nipples little flat spots on white mounds of flesh.. The water caused a tingling sensation on her small breasts, she looked down at herself, her nipples were erect, standing straight out from her 'almost' "A" cup chest. 

"Hey! Earth to Carrot top!" Steph shouted.

Carol spun again, facing her friend.

"What is it with you?" Stephanie stepped closer to her.. almost touching. "Are you OK? … I asked what you were going to wear?" The brunettes eyes dropped to the other girls pale chest. "God, turn up the hot water silly, you're freezing yourself."

"Uh, I guess I just caught a draft.. " Carol stumbled trying to pick up the other girls suggestion about being cold.

"Or are you excited about something?"

"No, I caught a draft. " Carol ducked under the water again. She had felt that stirring in her loins again.. she was turned on. God, what was going on with her?

"So.." Steph stood with her hands on her hips. "What are you wearing tonight?"

"I don't know.. Uh," Carol had to focus.. "Jeans I guess"

"OK, listen I'll come by, drop my things and we'll go from there OK?" Stephanie was referring to the plan for her to spend the night at Carol's house that night.

"All right, uh, about when?"

"I guess around seven or so?"

"OK."

"Jeans and what else?"

"Huh?" Carol had tried not to look at the way her friends breasts hung off her frame.

"What else are you going to wear?"

"I don't know, a blouse, maybe a jacket." She shrugged.

"Don't wear anything too tight." Her friend said with a grin and sauntered out of the shower area.

"Let's go girls!" came Miss. Stenholtz's voice. "Water's off in ten minutes!"

Carol turned, facing the tile and started back in on her hair.. 'What's happening to me? Why am I having thoughts like this?' 

Once home Carol ran to her room and fell onto her bed. She couldn't understand why she was getting turned on looking at girls. She had always felt more comfortable around women then men, with the exception of her father, but that was normal right? But in the last year or so, she could remember taking a much keener interest in the girls in her class, especially those that were close to her, like Stephanie. Could she be .. One of them? She closed her eyes and tried to remember what she had been thinking, deep down somewhere in her mind.. something must be triggering her erotic responses.. but how? Another girl?

She had marveled at the other girls bodies.. watching them move, naked and graceful. She had watched them bounce and jiggle and .. 'Oh My God' She was having sexual thoughts about Stephanie! How could she? How couldn't she? In her heart she knew, that even in her most intimate sexual fantasies, the ones that she would masturbate too, Stephanie was always there, watching while a faceless nearly genderless body had touched her, kissed her. Or on other occasions she had thought of.. She had thought of her. Those dark pools for eyes. That hair, her smell, her form, her voice, her hands, her.. She was starting again. Why did all her intimate thoughts revolve around other girls? She stood and looked in the mirror.. Green eyes looked back at her from within an alabaster face, angular, sharp almost. Shoulder length red hair.. a wide splash of freckles across her face. Thin, muscular frame under her clothes. No chest. God, she looked like a boy. Maybe she was a boy, maybe she was one of those, whatchamacallit's.. Herma something's… She'll never be as attractive as Steph, or some of the other girls in her school. Damn.. 

Dropping back onto her bed, she thought of her last few dates.. the way they had ended. Virtual wrestling matches. The guys had been grabbing and pulling, slobbering all over her.. squeezing her small breasts until they stung with pain. Ramming first their hands then their thighs between her legs, trying to hump her through her clothes. God, what a horrible night she had coming. But then.. Steph would be there.. Stephanie.. she had listened to the other girls stories of wild sexual abandon. How she reveled in the taste, the smell the feel of the boy she was with.. Why couldn't she get like that, why wasn't she able to enjoy her dates like that? She felt tears well up inside her. Carol rolled over and cried into her pillow. Then, after shedding some tears, and venting her frustration into the innocent pillow. She drifted off to sleep.

Carol awoke to the sound of her mothers voice calling her. Steph was here. She rolled off the bed and looked in the mirror again. Her eyes showed she had been asleep and it was a shock as her dark haired friend bounded through the door.

"Hey Care', You OK?" She asked.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

"It's just the old Italian thing kicking in, worry abut the ones you love, you know."

Carol's heart jumped in her chest.. It was the word 'love' wasn't it? She was having more and more trouble being composed around this girl. What was wrong with her?

"Come on where are we sleeping tonight?" Stephanie said looking at the small double bed that occupied one corner of the other girls room.

"I was thinking we could sleep in the den, with the big TV and all.. " Snap out of it dummy. 

"OK, cool, let's get our stuff down there, the guys are coming around eight, and it's a nine thirty show." Stephanie hefted her overnight bag onto her shoulder and the two proceeded to plod down stairs to the den.

In the next half hour the two made a space for themselves, placing sleeping bags and pillows in a sort of futon like arrangement. Just as they were finishing their construction Carol's father entered the house. He looked down the short stairwell into the den and said in his strong voice:

"Good evening short cake." His steel gray eyes glistened, his almost non existent hair was just a shade of gray now, it made him look distinguished in his Marine Corps. Uniform. 

"Hi Daddy" Carol said, not able to hide the joy she had upon seeing her father.

"And hello Stephanie, how are you ladies tonight?" Asked the Gunnery Sergeant. 

"We're fine Sarge, how are you?" for some reason Steph made 'Sarge" sound like a formal term.

"I'm fine. What are you two up to this evening? Bivouac?"

"Double date, sir." Said Stephanie

"Then back here for girl stuff, sir." Continued Carol.

The man looked as though he were inspecting their construct, and finding it acceptable nodded and added a brisk, "Carry on." The girls giggled and fell onto the couch. For all his formal posing, Gunny Howell always liked to play with his little girl. He just never seemed to have the time anymore.

Both girls proceeded up the stairs, it was time to get ready for the big date. Stephanie had set the whole thing up. Two boys from school, David (Steph called him the stud of the month) and Tony. Tony was of course Carol's date, and she was as unsure of this as she had ever been of anything in her life. She washed her face, and pulled at her hair, it was OK, she thought. Then she went to her closet and pulled out a light green blouse and clean, dark blue Calvin Klein jeans. She turned and watched as Stephanie pulled a pair of matching designer jeans from her bag and a dark brown sweater. The two changed next to each other, as they had for years. But this time seemed different, Carol wasn't' sure how or why.. But this time she was almost embarrassed to let the other girl see her. 

She was terrified that her body would betray her as she watched the heavy breasts of her companion jiggle in their bra. Please don' t let me get turned on now!  She prayed silently. Heat rose through her body as a response. Stephanie pulled off her slacks and falling back on the bed she began to pull on the designer jeans. In a moment, Carol was laying next to her, their arms grazing each other as they worked on the tight denim.

"Damn, you look good in those.." Stephanie said as Carol stood up.

"You think so?" Carol looked at herself in the mirror.

"Are you kidding, you have a great ass."

"I don't know, I think it's kind of flat."

"Not in those jeans it's not."

Carol tried to turn away from her friend as she pulled off her tee shirt. Her bra was the same size as the one she'd worn two years ago. She could go without one she was so small on top. 

"Your not going to wear an athletic bra are you?" Asked Steph, pointing at the one she was wearing.

"Uh, no, I'm changing it.. what about you?"

"Tadaa!!" Stephanie pulled a red lace bra from her bag, and without so much as a by your leave dropped out of her white cotton support and slowly worked her way into the lace. Carol was transfixed. The way her nipples rode on the waves of her breasts as they swayed from side to side. The way she smelled, the way.. Good Christ what am I doing!?  

Carol opened her dresser, and looked through her bras. She found one of her nicer ones and held it up, a thin strapped teal silken piece.

"Wow! I like" said Stephanie gazing at the lingerie

"Thanks, it's for that green dress I got last year."

"I know, but I must have missed the matching undies.. How come you're not wearing the panty?"

"Uh, I think it's dirty, I must have worn 'em the other day." Carol pulled her bra over her head like she had done with the tee shirt. Her small curves of breast looked back at her in the mirror. Her nipples were dark, unlike the areola around them, they were darkening, she was sure from their normal pink to a shade darker, like roses. She slipped into the bra and looked up. Stephanie was staring at her. Probably wondering how she survived with such an anemic chest. God for the days of twiggy again.

"What!?" Carol intoned, shrugging into the garment.

"I love your body." Stephanie said looking over the other girl.

Carol stared at her in the mirror. She had felt her heart stop. She was standing, frozen. Her arms in the straps of the brassiere held at her elbows.

"I do." Said the dark haired girl stepping closer. "I wish I had your figure, I love it, the way your neck just slips into your shoulders. Your curves are just so.."

"Not there." Carol said, realizing she was staring back at her friend.

"No, that's not it, just subtle and soft."

"I've got no tits." The red head pulled the bra on and reached behind her to clip it. 

"Your tits fit your frame, slender, muscular in perfect proportion. Just like your butt."

"My butt?" "Yeah, it's perfect, just so.. hell, it's a shame you're covering it all. If anyone could see you move, like you do, when you're naked."

Carol didn't know what was happening, she could feel her nipples getting erect, her breath fell shallow, and her crotch began to feel damp.

"I mean," continued Stephanie. "If your not trying to hide everything, your body is so fluid, and graceful. I feel like a cow next to you."

The mental image had struck her, Carol broke out laughing, turning to see her friend. She had always thought that Stephanie was perfect, and knew it. Here, this beauty was, telling her that she was jealous of the non existent figure on the smaller girl. 

Stephanie started to laugh then.

"I'm sorry, you must think I'm some sort of dyke or something!" The Italian girl hooted.

"No, I think your perfect!" The two girls fell into a hug. 

The warmth of the two bodies holding each other swept through Carol's body. Resting her head on the other girls shoulder Carol let herself feel. The hug was intense, warm, all encompassing. At that moment, for just an instant, Carol wanted to kiss the other girl. The thought didn't revolt her, or make her feel odd, suddenly it felt like just what she needed to do. But, before she could bring herself to do it, they broke the embrace. More importantly, to Carol, Steph had broken it. She tried to banish thoughts of a romantic nature from her mind. 

Stephanie handed her the blouse and she slipped into it without saying a word.

Soon, after talking with her mother and getting the usual; 'Home by midnight darling' speech both girls watched as the battleship gray and primer Chevrolet waited for them. The two young men inside were talking, then both got out and came to the door.. The date was on.

David and Stephanie sat up front. Tony sat behind David and Carol behind Steph. They chatted, mostly about school and plans and thoughts. What teachers were the best. Which were the worst. Both boys thought Miss. Steinholtz was a lesbian. David explained that she had to be, she wore no makeup, and she spent all of her time with girls. She was probably just trying to get one of the hapless girls alone. Carol defended her, "Why, if your coaching, should you worry about being dressed up?" What was the matter with this guy? 

She and Stephanie both stated they felt there was nothing wrong with the teacher, and she was good at her job. Tony made a crack about the fact that Miss. Steinholtz had the body of a guy, so maybe she was really just a cross dresser. Carol said nothing about the crack. The teacher had a more feminine body than she did. At least, as far as she was concerned.

They stopped for dinner at a local Pizza restaurant. They ate and laughed. She was having a good time, sitting across from Stephanie, she found herself looking to the girl for support. She was transfixed on her. Soon, she hoped that they would end the date, and be alone again. Was she starting to feel jealous of the boys?

They went to a movie, as planned. It was one of the standard slasher horror flicks that seemed to come out in continuous waves then. A little nudity, a lot of blood, and loud music. She jumped and screamed and sitting with Steph to her right, Tony to her left, she felt as though they were on a date, without the boys. Only with an annoying little brother sitting on either side.

After the movie the boys were grinning broadly. They all resumed their places in the car and started driving. Steph was all over her boy. They kissed at stop lights and her hand had slipped onto the drivers side of the car, resting in his crotch. Soon, he pulled into a park and the car stopped.

Tony was on her in a matter of moments. His lips pressed against hers. His tongue sweeping across her lips. His breath rank from onion and pizza, stale popcorn and soda. She tried to allow herself to relax, to 'get into it' but it wasn't working. She couldn't get excited like this, it wasn't doing anything for her.

In the front seat, Stephanie and David were locked in a passionate embrace. At one moment, Carol was watching Steph when she looked over at her and smiled. Stephanie pushed David back and reached for his belt. Tony was roughly squeezing her breasts, trying to find a nipple that wouldn't respond with a sharp twisting motion. David leaned backwards his back resting on the drivers door. Stephanie pulled his erect penis from his pants and stared to stroke it, first with the flat of her hand, then wrapping her fingers around it she began to masturbate her date. Tony broke his grip on Carol and looked in the front street, he hooted his approval and stared at the scene before him. Steph looked over at Carol, she smiled, and nodded trying to get her to start doing the same thing for her date.

Perhaps, Carol thought, if she just started, her body would catch up. She reached out and started to rub the front of Tony's jeans. As Stephanie stroked the shaft of David's penis, he began to pull his pants down farther. Carol could feel the hard bulge under the rough fabric. Tony's cock was at attention. Not really knowing what to do, she tried to mimic Steph's movements only wasn't doing to well. 

Then, without a word, Tony undid his pants and stopping her for a moment, yanked them roughly to his knees. His Cock stood straight up, it was circumcised and surrounded at the base by a healthy patch of hair that seemed to just be the meeting point between his leg hair and his stomach hairs. Daunted for a moment, Carol just looked at the engorged member. It was about six inches long, but not as thick as ones she had seen in her dad's porno movies that she had stolen a look at. She started over, reaching over and rubbing her palm across the head. Then she wrapped her fingers around it and began to stroke it up and down. Stephanie looked over her shoulder, David's head was back, his eyes closed. Carol smiled at the other girl, and watched in amazement as her friend switched hands, licked her palm, leaving a large amount of saliva on it and then switched back. She indicated with another nod that Carol should do the same. She did and found the wet hand to be much easier to stroke with. 

Stephanie looked back at her date and then leaned over, licking the head of his cock as she stroked it. Then in a single deft move she took it into her mouth and began sucking on it. Her right hand seeming to feed her mouth while it held his cock steady and acted as the guide for her lips. Her head bobbed up and down as she made noisy wet sucking sounds. 




The First Time



"Yeah!" said Tony loudly as David moaned his approval.

Carol knew she wasn't ready for that kind of thing, at least she didn't think she could do it the way her friend was, how was she not choking or gagging on it, letting it slide so far into her mouth?

Tony reached up and put his hand on the back of Carol's head and pulled her face down. She resisted and he used a tug on her hair to move her down, she was bent over now, face to face with the reddening cap of his erection. She kissed it gingerly, unsure of herself. Then after a few more strokes of her hand, she let it slide into her mouth. Her teeth were in the way, and Tony tried to control her heads motion by pulling painfully on her hair. She opened her mouth wider and he pushed her down .. hard. She gagged, and fought back, trying to lift off the intruding thing. Her gag reflex was starting to make her feel ill. The last thing she wanted was to throw up.

"Hey," she said, once she had managed to get her mouth off the penis. "Take it easy damn it.." 

"Suck me bitch, common, suck that cock!" Tony said.. 

"Take it easy.." Stephanie intoned from the front seat. She was looking over the seat at them. Carol didn't know how but whatever happened next made Tony let go of her. She sat up and continued her manual stimulation of the boy. She thought she should try and be more intimate with him, but she didn't want to try a blow job again, yet. She leaned toward him to kiss his lips.

"Hey, common, you've just had my dick in your mouth.. no." He turned away and then looked over the seat as Stephanie leaned back over, taking David's hardon into her mouth effortlessly. 

Carol watched her, amazed at the ease with which she could swallow the rigid pole of flesh. She watched the other girls shoulders, her hair, her head bobbing up and down slightly. David just lay there, moaning softly. It must feel very good she thought, and she really should try harder, she needed to be able to do this. She looked back at the cock in her hand and lowered her head again, this time, using her fist to keep it from going to the back of her throat, her lips resting on her hand. The smell coming from Tony's crotch wasn't unpleasant, kind of musky, thick .. Perhaps a little too thick, she couldn't tell. The fluid that issued from the head was harsh, salty and not at all like her own juice's.

Carol had tasted herself for the first time about a year ago. She had discovered masturbation and soon after, had been curious about the wet slick fluids that coated her fingers as she got herself more and more excited, so she had slipped them into her mouth. Now, it was a regular part of her masturbation, suck two fingers dry while touching herself with the other hand, then switch hands. She thought she had a more sweet/tart taste, as opposed to the saltiness of this boy.

David began to moan louder. He was bucking against Stephanie's face, trying to fuck her face.

"Hey, Carol," Tony said loudly. "Take of your pants and turn over.. I wanna fuck you"

"No!" The word almost exploded from her. The thought of it was making her stomach roll. This was turning into the worst night of her life.

"Do it, shit, I'll pull out before I cum."

"No, I'm, don't do that.. uh, on a first date."

"Bullshit, you know you want it. Come on.."

"No, means no." Carol had sat up and was getting frightened.

"Hey, leave her alone." Steph's voice came at them. 

"Tony," David intoned seriously. "If you don't shut up, I'm gonna fuckin' put a hurt on you.. "

"Hey, if you're worried about getting knocked up.." Tony said to Carol, "I'll pull out, no problem."

Stephanie leaned over the seat. "What part of 'no' didn't you understand dick head?" 

"Shit, come on.." David said. 

Carol opened the door and got out of the car. Fight or flight. Her father had explained it to her long ago.. right before he started teaching her five very painful things to do to a .. what did he call it? A masher. Tony, she decided was a masher. She walked over to some trees and stood there, holding herself in her arms. Tears welled up in her eyes and but she wasn't going to cry, not now.. She couldn't have sex with him, and yet he was expecting her too, now? Hell.. she didn't want to even hold his cock, let alone have it inside her. God why was she here, why did she agree to this date? 

Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder, she spun, ready to use one of the really painful things when she realized she was face to face with Stephanie. She was so beautiful.

"You Ok?" Her friend whispered. "Carol?"

Carol fell into her arms, crying quietly. "Oh God, I'm sorry Steph, I ruined everything didn't I?" 

"No, you didn't, it's OK.. Tony's being an asshole that's all." 

Carol could feel the large breasts against her chest. Incredibly, unbidden her body responded as her nipples rose and her body sank into the warm embrace. She didn't want to leave that warm place, this oh so soft body. She could smell the flowery wisps of the other girls perfume. 

"Look, we're not that far from your place, we can walk home if we have too, OK?" Stephanie was saying. Carol thought she felt a kiss on her neck and electricity ran through her. "Tony won't bother you any more.. it's OK.."

The two boys were sitting in the car as the girls talked for several more minutes, then much to their delight, both women came back to the car. Stephanie slid back into the front seat. Carol a little slower lowered herself into the rear seat she had vacated earlier.

"OK," said Stephanie, "Rules. One, Tony, shut the hell up. Be happy with what you're getting. Two.. Try and be kinder. Or we both go home, now."

Both boys agreed and in an instant Stephanie was back in the arms of her boy David, kissing and fondling his quickly hardening cock again. Carol waited a moment, then as Tony moved forward she closed her eyes and tried to imagine that the lips on hers were Stephanie's. She felt her hand moved roughly to the young mans crotch and as soon as her fingers grazed the flesh it sprang to life. He sat back and she started to stroke it, once again, up and down. 

Steph had told her it would be easier this way. But she was feeling sick to her stomach, she wanted to go home. She wanted to be away from this horrible car, and these horrible boys and this whole horrible night. She looked over the seat, Stephanie had her head in David's crotch, she watched as the other girl slid her lips up and down the shaft, making soft slurping noises going fast, then slow then fast again. Carol started to do the same with her hand to Tony's penis. Her arm was getting tired, but she dared not stop. She just wanted it over in the quickest way possible. And she hoped this would be it.

David groaned and first mumbled, then stated loudly that he was about to cum. Stephanie sped up her pace and Tony strained to see his friend's orgasm. Carol watched her friend, loosing herself in the neck and shoulders that poked out from under the other girls mane of dark hair. 

When David orgasmed, Stephanie seemed to capture it all in her mouth, her cheeks bulging, her breath hissing through her nose. At that moment Carol felt the flesh in her hand twitch, Tony groaned and threw his head back. The thick white semen erupted from the hard shaft, splattering the boys thighs and pubic hair. It ran over Carol's thumb and the thick smell of male orgasm filled the car.

"Shit, you got it all over me!" Tony yelled. "Quick, lick it up!"

"What?" Stammered the red head.

"I said lick it up slut, clean me up, I can't go home like this!"

"Yeah!" Chimed in David from the front seat. "the least you could do is swallow like Steph!" Stephanie punched him lightly, not saying a word, her lips still dripping with the white fluid David had just filled her mouth with. "Hey, come on, you're a slut, you swallow, your friend should do it too.."

Stephanie grabbed David by the face and kissed him, opening her mouth and spitting all the semen she hadn't swallowed into the boys mouth. David pushed her back against the passenger door hard. She landed with a yelp and a thump.

"You cunt!" He screamed wiping his tongue with his shirt.

"Fuckin' cunts!" Yelled Tony. 

Carol wiped her hand on his shirt and moved for her door. She felt a slap across her shoulders as she frantically worked the handle. As she tumbled onto the ground Stephanie joined her. David and Tony were climbing from the car, pulling up their pants. Both girls stood. 

"You cunt! You fucking bitch, look it what you did to my shirt!" Tony moved around the car and toward Carol.

"Don't!" Yelled the red head.

As Tony got closer his hands outstretched as if to grab the girl, Carol did as she had been taught by her father. She kicked out, low and fast. Striking the approaching boy just below the knee, he yelped and fell to the ground holding his leg.

Not waiting for David to finish trying to wipe the taste of his own cum from his mouth both girls turned and started to run. When they didn't see the car coming after them, they slowed to a walk. 

As they walked Stephanie explained that she couldn't stand how Tony was treating her, and when David had done what he did, she let him have what she was going to spit out the window. They laughed about the look on Tony's face as he fell, his knee bending oddly and bringing him to the ground. Steph said that after seeing that, she felt safer with Carol than she ever would with any boy.

As they approached Carol's house, they heard the car roll up, screeching to a stop just feet from them. Carol was about to start running for her front door when a voice boomed as that very door opened.

"Is something the matter?" Her father was standing there, she was never so happy to see him. Both boys climbed from the car Tony visibly favoring his injured leg. The older man approached, his eyes taking in everything. 

Carol had seen him practice the look he had on his face. It was like stone or death. "I said!" he barked in his 'field voice' "Is there a problem here boys?" As David tried to answer her father continued "Don't lip off to me son, I eat little turds like you for fucking breakfast, now in words as clear as you can muster you tell me if there is a problem between my daughter and you." Before the boy said a word, the stone stare fixed on both girls. "Did either one of these young men treat you ladies with disrespect tonight?" Stephanie took a step back, Carol inhaled and before she could speak Tony's voice sounded.

"Uh, look..Mr.."

"No, You look you worthless piece of shit. This is my daughter, and if you disrespect her, you disrespect me. If you disrespect me you had better be prepared for war because if you or your butt buddy over here have done anything to my little girl I will personally see to it that you wish to God you were never born. Do you read me you can't cunt, no dick, cock sucking, mother fuckin' waste of good foreskin!?" The Marine drill Sergeant was working over time. His stare made both boys uneasy, his voice sounded as though it were a hollow tube, just waiting for a round to be loaded into it. "Now, you will about face, get into your piece of shit vehicle and depart my home before they have to notify your next of kin that I have reached into your chest pulled out your worthless heart and eaten your fucking liver! Do you read me asshole!?"

"Y..Yes sir.." Stammered both boys.

"Well, what the fuck are you doing standing there? Do you expect me to take you inside and give you a warm shower and a reach around!? Haul ass!"

Both boys and car vanished in record time. Carol's father turned on the girls and his face had returned to human. His demeanor was now quite light, almost jovial. "You girls are all right?" he asked in a softer voice, the one Stephanie was used to hearing.

"Yes daddy, we're fine." Said Carol

"I'm serious Carol, if they hurt you, or tried to get tacky with either of you.."

"No daddy, we had a disagreement that's all." Carol stated, trying to make it sound as if it were no big deal.

"Gunny Howell, it's no big deal, they uh, they were using some language we didn't like, so we got out and came home. They, I guess were coming to apologize."

"Really?" The man said, his eye's telling both girls he didn't believe a word of it, but he was willing to let it go. This time.

They went inside and her father kissed her goodnight, then went upstairs to join her mother in their bedroom. Carol and Stephanie talked quietly a few minutes and then decided to get ready for bed. Carol's hand, the one she had used to masturbate Tony, was still sticky from the seminal fluid. She wanted to wash up. Stephanie wanted a chance to as well.. so the girls separated. Carol went to the upstairs bathroom. Stephanie to her friends room. Carol washed her hands twice, then brushed her teeth and wiped her face. She gargled with mouthwash and then as she went to her room passed Stephanie, who was carrying her bed clothes with her to the bathroom.

Once in her room, Carol stripped naked and looked at herself in the mirror. She was still slight of figure, but there was something there now, she could see it, a glow of some sort. She was going to kiss Stephanie tonight.. If she could get up the nerve. She pulled a tee shirt from the drawer and slipped it on, then pulled on a clean pair of panties. She started down stairs and could hear water running in the bathroom. She went to the den's bathroom and peed. When she stepped out the den was empty still. She turned on the TV and flipped channels until she found something that looked interesting and sat, waiting. It seemed to take forever for her friend to come down.

When Stephanie appeared she looked fresh, washed and ready to relax. Her hair was up in a tie, her body was covered in a pair of shorts and a sweat shirt. The girls slipped into their little futon/bedroll conglomeration and watched TV for a little while in silence. Steph turned to her friend during a commercial and said:

"I'm sorry tonight went so bad."

"I'm sorry," Started Carol, "You must think I'm horrible. After all that."

"No, I don't think your horrible, I think you're fantastic!" Stephanie moved a little closer to her friend.

Carol rolled onto her side and found herself close enough to smell Stephanie's waning perfume. "I, I just didn't feel right.. that's all."

"Hey, Care, no problem. I .. I don't know, I guess the vibe just wasn't right for either of us."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Of course. Anything."

"Why did you do that with David if you didn't think it was right?"

"It .. It's kind of hard to describe, I mean, I don't think there's anything wrong with having a little fun. I just .. I don't know, I guess it's 'cause they expect something after a date, and I.. well… I guess I'm just a slut after all."

"Don't say that!" Carol reached out to hold her friends hand, the heat from the other girls body rocketed through her like fire touched to gasoline.

"Well, what did you feel like doing? I mean, I kind of forced you into jerking Tony off." Carol shrugged. "And it made him an even bigger asshole."

"I .. I" Do it stupid! Tell her! "I'm not sure what I wanted to do." Idiot!

Stephanie's fingers closed around the fingers that were holding hers.

"I guess it's just that we're scared." Steph said. Looking down.

Before she knew what she was doing, Carol reached up to Stephanie's face and lifted it so she could look into the other girls eyes. She gazed into the liquid pools of brown within brown, loosing herself in the beauty there, she watched the other girls mouth shift uncomfortably, she saw the way her breasts moved under the heavy cotton as the other girl breathed.

"I know what I was scared of.. But I don't want to be scared anymore." She ran her fingers over the other girls cheek and slid closer to her, their noses almost touching Carol whispered; "I know what I want to do, what I've wanted to do for a long time now." Yes, do it! Let it go! Carol leaned a little more forward and let her lips lightly touch Stephanie's. The other girl shivered, Carol pushed forward and kissed her. 

They both sat there, stunned by what had just happened, then, seemingly unsure stared into each others eyes for moments not daring to say a word. Carol leaned forward and kissed the other girl again. Stephanie kissed back. Electricity jumped through Carol's brain, This is perfect! She thought. This is what I've wanted all this time! The girls moved into an embrace, kissing, holding, feeling the others body against theirs. 

Carol slipped her tongue out of her mouth and let it run along the divide between Steph's lips. Stephanie opened her mouth, inviting the other girls tongue inside. They kissed passionately, pulling at each other bodies trying to get closer as if trying to pull the other girl inside one another. It lasted a long time, slow, passionate kisses, warm tongues dancing in each others mouths. Carol's hand slipped around her girlfriends body and cupped one her breasts. Stephanie's hands moved as well.. One slipped down her back, cupping her ass, pulling at it, feeling its firmness caressing it. Carol could feel the nipple under the cotton. She slipped her fingers down and under, moving up the soft flesh of the other girls abdomen until she felt the weight of the breast again, this time, soft flesh in her hand. She found the nipple, erect and straining and closed her fingers around it. She kissed Stephanie's neck and shoulders, her cheeks, her face.. she licked the other girls lips again, only to receive a fierce tongue in response shooting into her mouth, exploring her face. Then as quickly as it had started, Stephanie broke the embrace.

"I need to pee.." She whispered hoarsely. Carol let go of her, and nodded, watching as the other girl stood and went to the bathroom.. She muted the TV and listened as the sound of Stephanie's urine hitting water trickled to her ears. She waited.. terrified that the other girl would now be thinking that this was wrong, and want to leave, or end it . This could be the end of their friendship. But it had felt so right, so perfect, so .. everything.. She could feel her own nipples straining from her chest, closing her thighs she could feel how swollen her sex was, her panties were damp. She wanted to masturbate, she wanted to feel Steph's body pressed against hers.. But what would the other girl do, what would she think.

Something landed on the couch near her head. She turned and saw a sight that made her heart stop, then roar into life again. Stephanie had stripped, tossing her clothing onto the couch. She stood there, naked in the flickering glow of the television. Her full breasts heaving as she inhaled deeply. Her hand nervously was moving around her waist. Then, she ran her hands up her body, over her breasts, over the erect nipples riding on dark half dollar sized areola, down again, over her stomach, along her waist as it smoothed into rounded hips .. across the patch of thick dark hair that covered her sex. The fingers of her left hand slipped into the curls of pubic hair and stopped. She was looking at Carol with a mix of fear and lust.

Carol stood, took a step towards the other girl and in the silence suddenly felt very awkward, as though she had just stepped into another world. One where all her dreams and fantasies would come true. She slowly peeled off her tee shirt, terrified that when she looked again, Stephanie would be gone. She was still there, watching as Carol's small breasts fell to their resting position without a jiggle, barely rising from her frame, her nipples reddening with blood as the jutted out proudly from the small pink circle on each alabaster mound. 

The red head licked the thumb and forefinger of her right hand and pinched her right nipple, making it even harder, like little erasers from pencils they were straining to reach the other girl.




The First Time



She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panty and slid them down, stepping out of them and walking to the other girl. 

Without saying a word Carol took Stephanie by the hand and lead her back to the sleeping area, they kissed again. This time, pushing their whole bodies into each other. Carol could feel the heavier breasts against her, she could feel the smoothness of the other girls thighs against hers. Skin to skin. She was in heaven.

"I.. I uh, don't know what to do next…" Steph confided in a whisper.

"Neither do I.." Carol replied.. "But we'll figure it out as we go.." 

They took each other to the pillows and sleeping bags laid on the floor kissing and groping at each other. Once laying down, Steph rolled onto her back and half pulled the smaller girl on top of her. 

Carol kissed her way down the other girls neck, licking little circles in the hollow of her throat. Her one hand caressing one breast as she pulled Steph closer with the other. Soon, Stephanie cupped her own breasts, offering them to her new lover. Carol closed her lips around one of the other girls nipples and began to suckle. Her hand moving down into the curls of thick pubic hair. Stephanie's fingers found their way through the red hair of the other girl, stroking the scalp, guiding her back and forth from one breast to next.

Stephanie's legs parted as Carol's fingers followed the curve of her vulva. Then the Italian girl stiffened as she felt another girls hand for the first time graze over her swollen lips, cupping her sex. Carol pushed in with her fingers, just as she had done with her own sex too many times to count. The lips gave way, opening for her, she could feel the soft wet texture of them, the slight resilience as they separated and folded back around her fingers. Carol let the tip of her index finger glide along first one side of her lovers sex, then the other, reveling in the slick warmth that was there. 

Steph gasped as the other girls finger slipped across her clitoris. Carol heard the gasp and at the same time clamped her lips tightly around one nipple, biting lightly on it as she sucked. The other girls hands ran along her back, her shoulders.. feeling, holding, pulling their bodies closer.

Stephanie's legs opened even wider, inviting Carol's fingers to probe deeper inside her. Feeling the legs, against her thighs, Carol opened her legs, and began to straddle one of Steph's. She could feel the soft skin and tense muscle. She let her weight drop onto the thigh, sliding her mons back and forth over Steph's thigh she felt the pressure through her labia, through her hips, up her spine and seeping through her entire body. 

Carol felt the opening to her friend's vagina, she had inserted a finger into herself before, but this was incredible. She slowly inserted her middle finger, feeling the muscles close around her. It was familiar, yet different, it was incredible. 

Stephanie pulled her face to face and started kissing her, lifting her hips as best she could, trying to get more and more of the probing digit inside her. Carol pushed until she was holding her palm flat against the other girls sex, her finger deep inside. Her tongue was engaged in a furious battle with Stephanie's, the two were locked in erotic combat, in total inundation of each other. Incredibly, Carol found she could insert another finger into her friend, she had tried with herself but had found it uncomfortable, and had stopped. But Stephanie's sex seemed to open up and welcome the next finger.

"Yes, fuck me love.." panted Stephanie between kissing and licking Carol's face and lips. 

Carol tried a third finger, it fit as well, snugly nestled in with the other two she began to move, in and out using her thumb to connect with the other girls clit on each in stroke. Her hips ground down on the thigh between her legs, she could feel the slickness there, she knew that she was open and her wetness was lubricating the other girls leg allowing them to slide together like this.

"Fuck me, Care, I love you.. Fuck my pussy.." The words drifted from Stephanie's mouth and exploded inside Carol's brain. She Loves Me! I Love Her! This is Perfect, thank You God! 

"I love you Steph, I always have.. God, I've wanted you so long.." The words poured out into the other girls face. 

"Take me, .. Care, you're going to make me cum.. Please.. yes.." Stephanie moaned loudly. 

Stephanie began to orgasm, it rippled through her like a wave, building slowly inside her belly, then drifting down into her crotch, then welling up from there and crashing across her entire body.. She moaned and grunted, pushing her hips against the fingers of the other girl. She sucked on Carol's neck, then her shoulder then she fell back, her entire body going limp. 

Carol rolled off the other girl, noticing for the first time that both of them were covered in a fine sheen of perspiration. She smiled at Stephanie, kissing her lightly on the lips as the other girl gulped for air.

"That was the best.. God, Care.. I never knew.. I wish.. " She looked into the green eyes that reflected in the muted television. 

"What?" Asked Carol.

"You.. I wish I'd known you were a dyke.. I wouldn't have felt so bad about.."

"About what?" 

"I've been fantasizing about this for months.. I .. I've wanted to kiss you so many times.. I just .. didn't.. " Stephanie leaned over and kissed Carol's lips, her tongue reaching back deeply into the other girls mouth.

Stephanie rolled the red head onto her back, and started to furiously lick and suck at the small breasts presented to her. Her hand slid down Carol's stomach, then through her sparse pubic hair and in between her legs. It didn't take long for those fingers to find Carol's engorged clit. She moaned and lay back letting the dark haired girl have her way now. 

Stephanie was sucking on her tit's.. The sensations were little bolts of electricity shooting through her. Stephanie's fingers moved down, between the folds of her open sex, stopping just long enough to make the red head jump from direct contact with her, then Steph inserted a finger...

Stephanie marveled at the pressure being exerted on her finger by Carol, she had fingered herself, and had enjoyed a lot of boy's fingers as well. And had found the feeling of the red head's fingers inside her as she looked up at the sweaty, green eyed face with it's frame of red hair and freckles to be unbelievblely exciting, but now. This was beyond what she could think of. Could it be that Carol was a virgin? Steph could barely get past the first knuckle with one finger. Others would be impossible unless she forced it, and she didn't want to do that.

"God, you pussy's so tight.. I can't believe it!" She said into the chest of her friend. Her thumb began to make tight circles on the other girls pink clit as it poked out from under its little hood. 

Carol couldn't get enough of these sensations.. she was moaning, and tossing her head back and forth as the other girl worked at pleasuring her. 

"I love you..." she said out loud, then, as her right hand passed over her face she realized she could smell the other girl on her fingers. In an instant she was licking them, tasting another girl for the first time. The taste was similar, but not the same as her own juices. It was tarter she thought.. than her own, but none the less the taste, the smell, everything was driving her wild.

Carol's legs jerked in a little spasm and she rolled half onto her side, pulling them up forming her body into a little ball.

Stephanie grunted, pulling the other girl closer using one hand entwined in the soft red hair, the other pulling the girl by her crotch. Carol felt the orgasm building, it was like nothing she had ever experienced before, it felt as though it started somewhere under the floor and was flooding upward, filling her body with that electric shock .. getting ready to release it.

Stephanie tried to just hold the other girls head, but then gave up and wrapped her fingers in the wet red strands of hair. Her left hand was pumping in and out of her friend and she could smell sex, feel sex, hear sex. It had never been like this before, this was the best. 

"Oh, love.. I.. I..." Carol began to call out, "God, don't .. Stop.. I'm... I'm.." The dark haired girl pulled harder, her thumb a constant jab at the swollen clitoris, her middle finger wedged inside the other girl almost to the last knuckle. 

Carol cried out, and her face fell into Stephanie's shoulder, her mouth opened, she wanted to scream .. Flesh, hot, warm and salty with sweat was at her lips, they parted and she savored the flavor of the salty skin her teeth pressed against her lovers body. She closed down on it, hard. Her teeth sinking into Stephanie's chest, just above her right breast. She screamed now, into the warm loving flesh, all the power of her orgasm releasing in a huge torrent through her body. 

She spasmed, hearing the other girl muffle a cry of pain she opened her mouth. She had bitten Steph, leaving visible teeth marks. She fell to the massed sleeping bags and pillows and started to cry with the relief brought by that final release. 

Tears filled Stephanie's eyes as she dropped next to her friend. She could feel her shoulder throb. 

"Oh, shit.. Care, you bite hard..." she started to giggle.. 

"I'm sorry love.." Carol managed weakly.. "I couldn't help it.." 

"Better than screaming and waking the whole house, how did they sleep through all that?"

"Sweetheart, I don't care, just so long as you're in my arms.. Steph, I love you.. I want to spend my life with you.." Carol breathed, closing her eyes and letting herself get wrapped in her lovers arms. Feeling the warm wet flesh supporting her, and being supported by her.. This was it, her first true love, and her first true happiness..

"Shhh..." Stephanie cooed to her friend. "Let's just get through one day at a time."

The two girls fell asleep naked, curled in each others arms. At some point, Carol awoke, remembering that her father always got up early, she shook her new love awake and got them both dressed.. then, they lay in their little nest, staring into each others eyes. Carol kissed Stephanie's soft lips. Stephanie kissed back.. 

"Good night darling.." Whispered Carol.

"'m night." Responded Steph. 

"I love you with all my heart…" Carol said almost under her breath

"night." Came the almost inaudible reply.

Carol slipped one hand between Stephanie's thighs feeling the warmth there. It was as if her whole life had been waiting for this one moment with Steph.

Within two minutes both girls had fallen asleep again. Gunny Howell stepped silently from the kitchen and moved back upstairs to begin his day. When asked, he would report that both girls were dead asleep. Mrs. Howell would state they must have been up all night gossiping and talking about the boys. Gunny Howell would just nod his head and shrug. Maybe, he should bring up what he had heard, and seen .. Probably not.

The next morning both girls ate huge breakfasts and headed out to the local mall, shopped, and laughed and had a wonderful time. Whenever they were alone, Carol would steal a kiss or an intimate touch. A new and exciting type of friendship had been opened for Stephanie. Carol would remember this as the first time she fell in love.





The First Time



I hear your knock on my door. It's soft, almost timid. I stride to the door, my heart pounding in my chest as it always does when you're near. Slowly I turn the knob and open the door. I gaze upon you, looking you up and down, then locking my eyes onto yours. I'm once again struck by your beauty, as I am every time I see you. 

I step back, inviting you in with arm. As you walk past me the scent of perfume overtakes me. It's subtle, but still sweet and powerful. I reach out and grab your waist, holding you still while I take a short step towards you. I wrap my other arm around you, lay my chin on your shoulder, pulling you back against me. "I love you, baby," I whisper as I lay a soft kiss on your neck. My heart beats faster as I let out a big breath of air, a result of the excitement that always fills me when I touch you. My hands move over your stomach, you arch your head back and I keep dropping soft kisses on your neck. 

Slowly you twist your body in my arms until you're facing me. I keep kissing you, your neck, your lips…putting my lips wherever I can find a piece of your skin, eventually settling on your lips. The kisses are shorter pecks at first, growing into deeper, longer, and more passionate offerings. I press up tighter to you so that I can feel your heart beat against my chest. I lay kisses on your chin, and cheek, and then back to your lips, running my hands down the back of your hair, grazing through it with the tips of my fingers, caressing up and down your back and the sides of your body 

I push my body towards yours, leading you to my room. I still have my hands and lips on you, so you're taking very small steps backwards, knowing where to go by how I direct you. We are kissing the entire time. 

When we get to the foot of the bed, I apply slight pressure forward, knocking you onto your back, falling right on top of you. Still, my lips never leave your skin, the intensity of the kisses growing stronger. They're soft, yet passionate and forceful too. My breathing gets heavier as I taste your skin. You feel pecks on your neck, nibbles on your ear, sucking on your lips. 

I speak to you in a hushed tone, telling you how beautiful you are. I drop my kisses down your neck, going back and forth along your collarbone. My hands continue moving up and down your body, sometimes caressing your cheek, others kneading your thigh, others petting your breasts.

I reach down, clasp onto the bottom of your shirt, and slowly lift it over your head, only taking my lips off of yours for the material to pass between us, then attacking again once it's sliding over your arms. Now I can see more of your beautiful body, and start running my hands over it, kissing it, nibbling on it...the exposed top of your breasts, your stomach. I make sure my lips touch every open part of your skin, still moving up to your lips, and your neck. 

I reach for your bra straps and move them off your shoulders, then reach behind you to unclasp it. I remove it so that I now have full view of your beautiful chest. I pull my head up for a moment, staring at them, then look you right in the eyes and move in to kiss your lips again. I feel your nipples harden against my chest, and the more they stick into me, the more it makes me want you, and the harder and deeper I kiss you.

I move my mouth down again, using the tip of my tongue, slowly moving from your bottom lip, over your chin, down the middle of your neck, and right through the space between your breasts. I then slide over to the right one, kissing under it, sucking on it gently, using my other hand to rub the nipple on your other breast. I work from under it, coming up and over, nearing the areola, finally letting the nipple pierce through my lips. I clasp down on it, sucking it slow and gentle, then harder, nibbling slightly, then sucking more. I kiss my way over to the other one, doing the same thing, starting underneath, then working up to the nipple. My body keeps grinding into yours, getting more forceful with every minute. You can feel my cock through my pants, pressing into you.

I continue down your stomach, right down the middle, sucking on your navel, to your waist, right at the edge of your pants. I clasp my hands around the edge, pulling them down. I keep my lips on your navel, sucking on it while I slide your pants over your feet. 

I slip my hands under the side straps of your underwear, pull gently, and let them slide down your legs. Now your entire, sensual, gorgeous body is exposed to me, and I begin to realize just how lucky I really am to be doing this to such an amazing woman.

I move my lips from your navel, moving down over your body. I start kissing your pussy, much like I did your lips, at first with slow, soft pecks; then building into longer, more passionate kisses. I open my mouth wide, placing it over you, then start breathing so you can feel the warm air penetrating you. I move down to your thighs, licking the wetness dripping from you. I nibble on your inner thighs between the licks, moving up, and up, and up, until finally my tongue has reached the bottom of your pussy lips. I give a couple of long, slow licks from the bottom to the top, tasting you before letting the tip of my tongue penetrate inside.

With a quick dart the tip of my tongue splits you. It gets deeper in you, moving around slowly, trying to rub against everything piece of skin inside you. I don't take it out, leaving my tongue in to taste you. My hands move up and down your body, cradling your breasts, caressing your sides. As I move my tongue more, and you start to shimmer more, I lock my hands on your hips to try and hold you still. I keep licking inside you, moving one hand from your hip, letting it move over so I can start rubbing your clit.

I push down on it, letting it grow, so it's big enough to roll between my fingers. I keep licking, pressing, rolling, rubbing...all of it getting harder, faster, more intense. You can hear my gargles and moans leaking from between your thighs, my breathing getting heavier, the slurping of my tongue through all the wetness that's leaking out of you. I feel it dripping down my chin; I lick it off your thigh, then put my tongue back inside you.

I want so badly to make you cum, to feel all the excitement explode out of you, over my tongue, and into my mouth. I want to taste all of the passion building up inside you. I move my mouth up a little, letting my lips lock around your clit. I start sucking on it, pulling it into my mouth, letting my tongue brush over it while it's locked between my lips. I take my middle finger and move it back and forth between your pussy lips, then insert it inside you. I curl it up, rubbing the tip against your front wall. Every time I suck your clit, my finger curls. The harder I suck, the faster my finger goes. 

Now I slide my index finger inside you. It goes it easy and I can get my fingers in deeper because of how wet you are.  Everything is working together, my lips, my tongue, my fingers; all of them in unison, working together to bring you to orgasm. I suck harder, moving my fingers faster. I need to taste it, I'm pushing so hard to get my fingers deeper, making them work faster, getting faster, faster, sucking harder...needing it, wanting it.

"Please, cum for me," I beg. "Let me have it. I want it. I want to taste you." I move my fingers faster, sucking harder. I hear your breaths shorten, your hands clenching my head. I can hear you trying to scream, but all that comes out are short squeaks. I can feel your muscles tighten up, and it tells me that you're about to orgasm. 

I move my mouth from your clit and put my tongue back inside you so I don't miss anything. My mouth lowers just in time, and just as my tongue slices you, your body tenses up, then just as quickly releases as you let out a huge scream. I feel the inside of your pussy tighten as I taste the cum dripping out of you. I swallow as much of it as I can, but still a lot finds its way to my chin and drips down onto your thighs and the bed. I keep sucking, trying to clean it all off but it keeps coming out of you. 

I pull myself up from between your legs and lay my body on top of yours. I keep sliding off from all the sweat and other moisture. I begin kissing you, letting you taste how sweet you are, and anchor my hips between your legs. My cock is already throbbing hard from the excitement of making you cum, and you feel it slide over your pussy until the tip is resting right on the lips. With one quick push the tip splits you and I force the entire length of my cock deep into you. I let it sit there a moment, kissing you, so you can feel it pulsating inside you. Slowly I start to rock my hips, my cock sliding out of you, then back in.

Your hips start to move with mine as we find our rhythm together. The pace quickens, my breathing gets heavier. I can't take my lips off you as my body grinds into yours. You can hear my cock sliding through all the moisture, my moans get louder. I get deeper, my balls slapping against you, fucking harder, wanting you more. I can feel my body tensing up, nearing orgasm, I slow myself down. You feel too good to want to end too quickly. I move my lips to your ears, and ask you to turn over. 

I lean back off of you and watch your body as it turns. I see the sweat glistening off you, and feel it as I lean forward again. I place my hands on your shoulder, leaning over your back. I whisper in your ear, "I love you, baby. You're so beautiful," and slide my hands slowly down the sides of your body to your hips. I feel you reach between your legs and grab my cock, pulling it to your pussy. You guide it inside you, and I feel the tingling over my entire body as I enter you again. 

Again, I start slow, waiting for our bodies to come into sync together. My chest leans forward, with the rest of my body following it in a snake-like motion, thrusting my cock into you. The intensity gets stronger, I hold onto you tighter, pulling you into me as I lurch forward into you. I pump faster, getting deeper, grunting with every push. 

I feel my body tensing up again. I can't hold myself up anymore and I lean on your back. My hands move up to your chest, using your body for leverage so I can keep pulling myself into you. My breathing becomes stunted, my muscles start twitching. Faster, faster, faster, until finally I start to feel the semen rush into my cock.

"Baby, I'm gonna cum," I tell you as I my entire body weight falls onto you. As we collapse onto the bed you feel the convulsions in my cock still buried inside you. I let out one, final yell, "AHHHHHH!!!!" My cock continues to cum while I'm lying on top of you. Seven, eight, nine, ten pumps and still going. I don't know where it's all coming from, but I feel it as my body first tingles, and then becomes numb. I'm still lying on top of you, my head next to yours, and you can hear me slowly start to regain my breath. 

Finally, it stops, and I pull my cock from inside you, and with it a fountain of moisture from both of us. I roll onto my back, and pull your body so that your chest is pressing against my side and your head is resting on my chest. Your arm wraps over my stomach, my fingers are running through your hair. You pull me tight, I hold you tighter. I kiss the top of your head, "I love you," I say again. My hands caress your body. As I lay there, I think of how good you feel, how lucky I am, and the long night of lovemaking that still awaits us.



The First Time



I was driving home one evening when my mind went back to the last time I had a good fuck. I was thinking of a young girl from work whom I know is too young for me but I still think about sucking her out and then fucking her cunt. As I was driving along gradually getting a nice hard on I thought I will have to stop and have a wank or I will crash the car. All of a sudden I saw a sign for a sauna just down in front of me. I don't know what possessed me but I found myself pulling over and parking. I walked up to the entrance, opened the door and walked in. The first thing you see is a strange little hall way that opens into a red room with a guy sitting at a desk. He told me it cost £15 and that includes a back massage for 5 minutes. I was just going to say that I don't have a swimming costume and I was told I didn't need one.

I was given a locker key and towel that was just big enough to dry your face. The lights got dimmer as I walked into the locker room. I found the locker, looked around and decided to get undressed. All of a sudden I realised I was not alone I looked around to see a guy sitting on the bench next to me, hello he said, I looked, nodded an smiled. He took this to be a welcome stood up letting his towel drop and asked if I needed help getting undressed. He didn't have an over large dick but it was growing as he stood there. I took my shirt off and he stroke my back saying how muscular I was. I wanted to take off my trousers but he was too close behind me. If I turned around I didn't want my dick too close to him. In the end I turned sideways and bent down to pick my trousers up and the guy started to slide my underwear down. Then he slid his hand down between my arse cheeks making me jump. I quickly took them off tossed them into the locker picked up my towel said I was going to explore the place and walked off. As I wandered away I noticed him look at me and stroke his dick up and down.

I decided to go for a pee before going out into the sauna and finding the masseur. I went into a cubicle sat down and noticed a hole in the wall as I was having a pee. I could see a shadow moving past and had a look through but not with my eye next to hole. I could see a guy wanking off. Suddenly the head of his dick came through the hole and a whisper asking me if I wanted to suck him off. I didn't say anything but as I flushed the toilet the whole dick came through. It seemed to throb by itself. I squeezed by it and opened the door. The other side I heard a female voice telling me to stick my dick through the hole. I stopped and listened again it told me, and then I saw an eye at the hole then a tongue come through. I held onto my dick and gave the head to the tongue to lick. It felt good, too good, after a few minutes of this the voice said push it through for me. I pushed my dick through to feel lip suckle the head. Then I could feel teeth grip just behind the head stopping me pulling back, the door creaked open and a black guy came in behind me. He smiled at me, knowing what was happening, walked behind me and squeezed my arse cheeks and then spread them. I was holding the wall, as I couldn't move. Then I felt the soft touch of the black guy sucking my arse hole driving his tongue deep beyond the clenched muscle. My dick was growing larger then the teeth were gone and the sucking started again. It was heaven. 

I had never been in this situation before and didn't know what to do. The sucking stopped but the black guy stayed behind me so I bent over for him so he could get to me better. I heard the door open then there was a black guy standing in front of me he had a slightly high pitch voice he was the girl I thought I heard. They both stood in front of me and held their hands out for me to take, which I did. They led me off to the Jacuzzis my towel was dropped on the edge and we got in and the 2 black guys sat either side of me. We all chatted for a while asking my name I told them then they told me theirs, Anthony and Brian. I could feel their legs brushing mine then I felt them both take a hand and moved it so I holding a dick. They moved my hnd up and down stroking them. I didn't need much encouragement I was fascinated to feel the skin slip down but feel the hardness underneath. I was growing to love the feel. I then became aware of them stroking my nipples and all over my chest. I then felt some hands behind me stroking my head I look over my shoulders and saw the guy I first saw as I was getting changed. I turned back as I could feel the heat from his dick as it was glancing over my cheek near my ear.

This went on for ages I closed my eyes and let the situation take its own path. I kept on stroking their dicks not fast but just fast enough for me to experience the feeling. Then I was aware of others sitting opposite us obviously wanking off under the water while watching. Then they obviously started to wank each other. I then felt what was like a foot moving over my dick it was a strange feeling but not unpleasant. I was the n lifted by Brian so I was sitting on the edge with my dick sticking straight up. Brian moved my legs apart moved between them and sucked my dick into his mouth and started to bob his head up and down. Anthony moved up and kissed me then his tongue entered my mouth. I was sucking on it kissing him with passion. Brian stopped sucking me stood up licking his lips took my hand and put it on his cock then Anthony did the same. We walked off with all the rest following, I could feel hands stroking my body slipping between my cheeks and a finger trying to get into my arse. Fingers were nipping my nipples making me wince. 

We moved into a massage room where I was laid onto the table on my back. I laid there feeling different hands touching me everywhere, mouths sucking me cock, nipples, legs any where. The 2 blacks guys stood by my head stroking my hair, smiling at me. Anthony had his cock lying on the table by my head. I turned to look at him and it touched my lips I turn away not sure what to do. Suddenly all the hands left me, I was pulled up the table so my head hung over the edge. Then I saw Anthony's black cock brushing my lips, I could feel his hands hold me head still. I opened my mouth and allowed him to feed his cock in. he didn't push fast or hard but just the head and he slowly moved closer feeding more in. after a few minutes he was moving down my throat with his balls brushing my nose. He let go of my head and slowly moved his black cock in and out. I thought fuck this is mouth fuck no wonder girls like this it feels wonderful. He gently face fucked me. I think Brian was wanting for the right time before stroking my dick. Then I felt his lips around me taking me into his throat. But then I felt other hands lift my legs and fit them into stirrups then moving them apart. Further and further apart. 

Anthony was still slowly fucking my face, I could feel his hand on my throat feeling his cock bulging out. He pulled out with a plop. I was going to object but I looked down to see another guy now sucking me, his head bobbing up and down very fast enjoying what he was doing. He stopped moved to my side and while staring into my eyes slowly took my whole length down his throat again. I saw my black friends between my legs stroking them while looking down at me. Anthony nodded at someone who walked to my head grabbed it and drove his dick into my mouth. He was not as careful as Anthony he just pushed his dick in and fucked my face for his pleasure. As my dick was being sucked I felt a finger enter my arse with ease. Then 2, opening me up I felt something cool being poured over me. Then the fingers were entering me easily. A dick was placed into my hands for me to wank, then I felt fingers pinch my nipples making me gasp. While all this was going on I felt something larger enter my arse with ease. Then I felt it go deeper and deeper and I realised I was being fucked by Anthony. He held onto my hips and fuck me fast, then faster and faster. Stroking my stomach to make me feel easier. Then within a short time the face fucking, arse fucking and wanking slowed down until it was a wonderful experience. Not rough but good. It went on and on for what seemed like ages. The guy in my mouth was he first to cum, he pulled out and shot over my face. Then a face started to lick it off. The guy sucking me off and I looked down to see Anthony grip me and slowly stroke me. Someone held my head so I could watch.

Anthony knew I was near to cumming so me wanked me faster and faster and as I felt him throb, I cum at the same time as he did. Brian dropped onto my dick to take my cum, he drank it down. Anthony pulled out of my arse slipped off the condom he put on dropping it onto the floor. I was pleased that he had used one. I was lift off the table and I walked over to the Jacuzzi got in a felt the warm water wash over my body. Lots of guys got in and we all were so close that we leaned on each other. My hands stroked a limp dick as a hand stroked me.

Anthony leaned over and kissed me cheek wondering what my reaction will be. I just smiled and let him. After a while the Jacuzzi cleared and I was left with Anthony and Brian sitting each side of me again. It was about 6.30 in the evening and the sauna was open to everyone again. I hadn't realised it was men only. Two young girls about 18 got in next to us smiled and kept on looking at us. Brian leant over and spoke to them getting close to their ear and he was obviously stroking her leg. She smiled and followed Brian as he got out. They both went into the same room as before. We followed them, she looked over her shoulder and smiled. As we went in the used condom was still on the floor. She sat on the edge of the table watching as I locked the door. We walked over to her and went to work stripping her costume off, we all had the same idea and she was going to get fucked hard. 

She was laid down and made to suck us off, we didn't touch her at all. She was squirming around the table, fingers in her own cunt, trying to bring herself off. Brian lay on the table and told her fuck her cunt on his black cock, calling her a black mans slut. She got on a fed it into her cunt. Anthony held her head a fed his dick into her mouth and down her throat, making her gag. I got behind her and forced my dick into her arse. We fucked her hard and fast not letting her cum. We pumped her with our spunk together. We got off her, unlocked the door and walked out, covering our semi hard dicks with our small towels. She was screaming at us to make her cum. We looked over to a group of other black guys told them to go in and fuck her she needs it. As we walked away we heard her saying no, but then we heard her sighing as she saw the dicks on the guys. The door was lock with her and 4 guys ready to fuck her. 

We walked off back to the locker room, laughing how she was such a slut just to go off and fuck anyone. Then I thought I wasn't much better. But who cares. She enjoys being fucked and so do I. I also enjoy fucking as well. I went into the shower with Anthony and Brain my 2 new black friends. We washed each other and as no one was around touching each others cocks. Brain got onto his hands and knees and sucked Anthony off, I rolled a condom on got behind Anthony soaped his arse pushed him forward and fed my dick into his arse. Some guys looked in and left us alone as we fucked. Then one guy came over and watched Anthony beckoned him over and wanked him off while being fucked. He leant over and kissed him, he was the first to cum. He hadn't realised that we had been fucking and sucking all afternoon. We pulled out cum all over the floor, washed again and got dressed. We chatted as we got dressed and decided to go for something to eat. One thing led to another, I ended up in bed with Anthony cuddling me while Brian went home. We fucked, sucked and made each other feel good.

We now go out looking for girls to fuck, they have o take all 3 cocks together, and places to fuck each other. We do look for places where we have an audience as we enjoy it. Some say its nice to see black and white skin next to each other and even better when I am between both of them. Me sucking Brian, Brian sucking me, and Anthony fucking my arse. The girls get really hot and want to be fucked senseless after watching us. 

My crotch is so wet after writing this, my cock is hard and I need to keep stroking it. Its now been hard for about 60 minutes. I have just wanked and cum it was on my fingers so I licked them clean, no need to waste it is there. I bet you would like to taste it, I know you would suck me off and take my cock down your throat until I cum for you to drink it down. I would hold you head tight against my pubic hair so you couldn't get away and fuck your mouth, calling you a cocksucker while you do it. Sometimes I will take it out and cum over your face and then lick it clean. I bet you would like to have your face slapped with my cock and then pushed into your mouth and down your throat. I could slap you arse if you don't do a good job or if you are too slow. Sounds good.



The First Time



You'd called only half an hour earlier, and since we hung up I'd been nervously pacing, drumming my fingers, chain-smoking, twirling my hair. My heart was literally thumping, and all I could think was, "Oh my god, my god, my god...He's coming!"  

Then the doorbell rang, and I nearly jumped out of my skin. I opened the door and my heart jumped when I saw you--I knew it was you, of course, I knew you were coming, but just seeing you made me all giddy inside. We tried to be casual about everything, make small talk or whatever, but the truth was I wanted to take you right then, right at the door, before you'd even gotten a chance to take your coat off. We'd been friends for so long that this was bordering on the weird side. But this night was a long time coming, wasn't it, and my lust for you had grown so strong, there was no way in hell I was backing out of this. We chatted on the way to the living room, and you laid your coat down on the couch and turned back around to look at me. Dead in the eye, you looked at me, and I returned that gaze just as intently, feeling the heat rise from my neck into my face. And the moment came, I couldn't stand it any longer, and, never dropping my eyes from yours, I closed the distance between us and kissed you--we'd never even hugged before this--and you returned that kiss with unmatched passion. My mind was totally blank, I knew nothing but your lips on mine, your tongue exploring my mouth skillfully.   

Whenever I'd imagined this moment, I was always afraid that I would be thinking things like, "What are we doing? We've been friends for three years! There's a ten-year age gap between us!" But none of those even skimmed the surface of my thoughts. All I knew was that this kiss, this moment, was the most powerful thing I'd ever been a part of. And Goddess help us both, I wasn't going to stop.   

Finally the kiss broke. But we stood there in each others' arms, gazing at each other. We couldn't stop. We knew that. Somehow we made it to the couch, and I pushed you gently so that you had to sit, and I straddled you, and we continued the kiss, exploring further now into the neck and ear regions. I loved those little moaning sounds you made when I slowly licked the length of your neck, up to your ear. Somehow you got my shirt off, squeezing and massaging my breasts. Somehow you got your clothes off, and I honestly don't remember that part, because you were distracting me, licking and nibbling my nipples, sliding your hand down my pants and into my panties, searching for my clit and teasing me. Somehow I was laid down ever so gently on the couch, my jeans and panties pulled off. We were too hot, too excited, to fool around with foreplay too much. I felt no inhibitions about being naked with you, which was a first for me, and your sweet mouth moved down my body hungrily, dropping little, slow, hot kisses all around, and you looked up at me, and you whispered, "This body should be worshipped..."     

And you proceeded to do exactly that, moving further down, over my thighs, and finally settling on what Sam Jackson so rightly called the Holiest of Holies. Let me tell you, nobody's ever eaten me the way you do, the way you did that night, ever before or since. You nibbled the puffy little lips ever so gently, you kissed a neat circle around my clit, you tongued the opening, before you finally settled on my clit, licking and flicking and gently sucking. When you finally slid your fingers in, as if you already knew that was what it would take, I knew it wouldn't be long before I gave you that Splendid Moment for the first time. 

After I exploded into that earth-shattering orgasm, you rose up and began to kiss me again, and I could feel the tip of your cock nudging me, almost pleading for its entry. I raised my hips to receive you as you wrapped your arms around me.

In a low whisper, you said into my ear, "I want you so bad, Grace..." as if asking permission. 

I dug my fingernails into your shoulders and gasped, "I want you, too!" My tone surprised even me, sharp, raw, imploring.   

You kissed my neck: "There's no turning back now, you know that, don't you?" Of course I knew that, I knew what it could do to us, I knew it would change us both forever. Friendships that turn into this are never the same again. But we didn't care, did we? I wanted you, you wanted me, and this was going to happen, whether we liked it or not.     

You braced me against your first thrust--you're bigger than I was used to, we had to stretch it out a little. But you were so patient, and so diligent, and finally I was opened enough for you to fill me completely. You held on to my thighs and I held on to your shoulders, riding you as you fucked me, each stroke lengthened and deepened with my return thrusts.    

My God, my Goddess, Holy Divinity of Heaven! I had never, ever, ever, experienced anything like the pleasure, the ecstasy, the sheer explosion of lust given to us that night! For an eternity, it seemed, we were locked in this embrace, this heady give-and-take. You fucked me right out of my mind. And you'd throw your head back and cry out every now and then, say something like "God DAMN!" It was so odd, too, that there was none of that first-tome awkwardness, or looking for the right position, or saying anything stupid. There was no need to ask "Does that hurt?" or "Is that good?" or "Should we try this?" or anything like that. It all came so perfectly to us, so naturally. You kept me on my back, now and then threw my legs over your shoulders, and simply fucked the life out of me. How long were we at it? Sweat began dripping off your forehead, falling onto my face or my breasts. For some reason my face felt tingly as if it were asleep, and that tingling moved down my body until I could feel it in my fingers and toes. You fucked me so deep, so hard I couldn't see straight. My eyes actually rolled back several times. We were breathing so heavily, our throats were bone-dry. I remember having to grab my nearby water bottle during a position-change and take a quick swig.  

Finally the end drew near, you managed to say, "Shit, here it comes, I'm gonna blow," and I cried, "Do it, I want it!"   

You dropped down so that your face was next to my ear, and gasped, "I don't want to stop yet, god, it's just so good, I want to go on like this all night." 

I kissed your cheek, running my fingers through your hair, and said, "We can always do it again. Cum for me. Do it for me. I want you to fill me up...Give it to me!"    

You picked up speed again as I talked, and a few seconds later, you did, with a deep, growly moan and spastic jerks. How long was it before we could breathe, before we could move again? We just lay there, you on top of me, my legs wrapped around your waist and my arms around your shoulders, surrounding you, encasing you. I didn't want to let you go.    

When we finally did get up, when we sat up and lit up our cigarettes, I looked at you, and you looked at me with the softest look I'd ever seen on the face of a man, and I said, "I think we just did something irreversible." 

A bit of an impish glint lighting your semi-frightened expression, and you said, "I think you may be right. And I think we should most certainly do it again."



The First Time



The party lasted long into the night, and I had no car of my own. I had ridden with my friend Sarah and so I knew I could get home after all was done. But something untoward happened, Sarah was exceedingly drunk and I had no license, it came down to two simple choices, either I drive her home and take her car with me, which was not the best laid of plans, or I drive her home, which was only a mile down the long country road, and I would stay with her. We asked for a third option but the host wouldn’t allow anyone to stay, her parents would be home by mid afternoon. So after long and engrossing thought, mainly on my part, we decided I would drive to her house and stay the night, this was not the first time mind you, but it was the first time since Sarah had grown breasts and I found out that my little friend downstairs was for more then urination. We’d known each other since we were five, I had always liked her, she was my first kiss, a small special bond lay between us, but we never went any further, especially now that we could, our friendship was too important to us both and so we just did nothing, we would do nothing when she would touch the inside of my thigh or rub at the back of my neck and suddenly I’d get hard, we would do nothing when we wrestled around and suddenly my hand cupped her round full breasts, and a slight moan escaped her budding lips, we would do nothing, and so it would always be.

I drove, I was a good driver even when slightly intoxicated, but I never took to driving I never liked it, so at eighteen I was still without a license. We reached her house with no incident, we were both thankful, we went through her unlocked front door, country living, and slipped silently up to her bedroom, up the narrow staircase. After the door was closed and locked Sarah set up a “bed” for me, an assortment of quilts for my mattress and a sheet as my cover she threw me a pillow and I caught it and laid it where my head would go. She told me to turn around I was confused at first but soon realized she was changing. I stood there in her room, feet away from her as she slowly stripped off her cloths, Sarah’s turn around plan had merit, but she had forgotten the mirror. In her room, mounted on the wall, the very wall I faced was a full-length mirror and as I watched its reflective surface gave me images of Sarah slowly removing her party things. 

Her shirt was off now, her breasts held back by a thin cotton bra; I could see her nipples, and they were erect. She slipped off her hip hugger jeans and they slid seamlessly down her long shapely legs, piling themselves at her feet, I held back a gasp as he stepped from them, I could see her dark hair through her white panties, I had started to harden, my dick pressed against my jeans, it thrust so hard it was painful but I held it in. She removed her bra now, her round breasts fell from their holster and bounced ever so slightly, the bulge grew and pulsated with lust. She absently rubbed her tits, working out the long day confined, when she had finished she grabbed for a shit lying on a nearby chair, a long t-shirt much too large for her, I realized it was one of mine, I had left it here when I came to swim one day, why was she sleeping in my shirt, I dismissed it and she clothed herself. 

“All done, you can look now” her voice was not as slurred as it had been at the party she was starting to come back. When I turned around she was already covered and in her bed sitting propped up by pillows, why girls have so many pillows will always escape me. But I smiled and tried to hide the ever-growing bulge in my pants, she took no notice, for all I could see. And I did to her as she had to me. 

“Close your eyes” I said, “You get what you give” I gave a wry smile and she did as was bade. I stripped off my shirt; I had a fair physique I wasn’t toned to extreme but I had the makings of a fair six-pack, I rubbed my stomach, scratching at it, and then I looked at her, to make sure her eyes were really closed, When I was sure, I stripped off my pants, my boxers had no button fly so my dick popped out, almost fully erect, I looked at Sarah again, because I could swear I heard a gasp, but her eyes were closed and her face stone, so I put away my piece and lay down under the thin sheet. “Ok, as decent as ever” she giggled and shut off the desk lamp beside her. 

“Night” she said. 

“g’night”.

I lay there in my make shift bed, begging pleading with my dick to soften and lay down. You must know something about me I have a big cock, I don’t say it braggingly, for all the good it did me, I was an eighteen year old virgin. But I had a big one, almost nine inches and so when I was hard it was murder trying to cover it up, and all I had here was a thin sheet.

My eyes adjusted slowly to the darkness and I could see that Sarah’s back was turned to me, and so I worked out in my head that I could beat off quietly and clean up before she’d even stir, there was a box of tissues on the table beside me, I grabbed for them quietly and brought them to my side, I reached my hand under my sheet and grasped my cock, I quivered slightly, it was a good feeling having a girl mere feet from me. 

I started to stroke, hard and fast no time for romance now, my breathing started to get heavy and fast, but I tried to keep it low, suddenly I heard Sarah, her voice was calling from the bed. 

“What are you doing?” I stopped, froze to be perfectly honest, and slid my hand from my dick, I looked over at the bed, Sarah was looking at me, she was propped up on her left elbow laying on her side, she said again ”what were you doing?” 

“Nothing” I lied.

“You were jerking off weren’t you?” there was a slight happiness in her voice, I stammered out my only response 

“Yeah…” I heard her get out bed, I heard her cross the floor, I saw her kneel next to me, and I looked up at her eyes, I grabbed the pillow from beneath my head and threw it over my pup tent, I couldn’t look her in the eyes, even though they glowed out at me in the dark.

“Why are you hiding it?” I didn’t answer, I don’t think I could have, but as I was trying, Sarah moved her hand under the pillow, so now all that separated her from me was the thin sheet, I felt the palm of her hand start to rub at my head I groaned and arched my back, thrusting my pelvis up towards her waiting hand. She giggled and lifted the sheet with her free hand and slipped in, the pillow was now completely away from me and all I could see was Sarah’s form outlined in the sheet as she hovered over my penis, I felt her warm soft hand slowly grip my shaft, I moaned out more, another giggle from Sarah, I felt her start to stroke it, my hands gripped the quilts that lay beneath me, I arched my back slightly, I heard her voice from beneath the sheet.

“You’re really big, I didn’t know ‘til tonight” 

I couldn’t say anything but “thanks?” she giggled again, as she slowly ran her soft hands up and down my dick.

“You’ve never gotten head before have you?” I was completely taken by surprise but I managed out a response.

“No, I could never reach” even in adversity my natural humor shone through, she laughed almost uproariously and then spoke when she had regained her composure. 

“I’m going to suck you, K?” I nodded my head vigorously, I was surprised I hadn’t cum yet, she was still hand jobbing me, I felt an odd trickle start to run down my dick, I lifted the sheet so I could see her, she had spit on my head and was now rubbing it in, I groaned loudly, and I saw her smile, then I felt it, her lips, he beautiful pink lips wrapped around my cock, oh god the feeling, I could do nothing but moan in ecstasy, she started to go down more, her tongue had started to wrap it’s self round my head, swirling expertly I gripped the quilts harder my back arched, my face a picture of pleasure, she was stroking as she sucked and licked, I was lost, I felt my cum start to flow up through my shaft I felt myself ready to blow I managed out a warning.

“I…I’m gonna cum” she pulled her head from my cock, and smiled.

“O.K., I want, you to cum right in my mouth, do it for me” she grinned and so did I, as she bent back down taking almost my whole dick in her mouth, I felt my body go rigid, I felt myself cumming. I shot a huge hot load of jizz right in my best friends mouth, I felt Sarah sucking hard, I felt her trying to get out all she could, I lay back, exhausted, I saw her bend over me, reaching for the tissues, she cleaned of my cock and her mouth and then she crawled up next to me, laying her head on my chest, we didn’t talk the rest of the night, we just held each other, the next morning her father knocked on the door, I had time enough to dress before she unlocked it for him, we were forbidden from each other for a month, we’re dating now, the sex is great and life really couldn’t be better.



The First Time



We are sat on the couch. I am leaning into your arm and Morisette is sleeping on my lap. Your hand plays along my neck. You kiss my forehead. I look up at you and smile. Slowly you lower your head and your lips meet mine. The kiss is sweet and breathtaking. Your hand comes up to my face and I let my hand wonder over your chest. Slowly you move your hand over my face, down my arm and to my side. You pull me closer to you. I turn and Morisette jumps up. 

I have waited so long to be close to you. I want to feel you against my body. Want to taste your skin. I move up and straddle your lap. You can feel the heat of my body through the clothes. A slight moan escapes you as I sit down in your lap. Your hands stroke along my sides and rest on my ass. I start unbuttoning your shirt. 

My lips never leaving yours. Our kiss getting hungry. The need of the past month in it. My fingers touch your bare chest and I shudder. You feel so warm and good. Every touch we make is sensual and new. You tug at the bottom of my sweater and I reluctantly let your lips go. I lean back a little and you pull my sweater off. Your breath gets heavier as you see the black lace bra against my white skin. You pull me closer and place little kisses on my breasts. I can feel your lips through the fabric and sigh. 

I want you so much, but want our first time to be special. I don’t want to rush into things. My mind is racing as I try to regain my control. Your hands on my back, stroking my skin. I let my hands go up to your head, tilt your head up so my lips can meet yours again. My tongue plays along your lower lip. I suck your tongue into my mouth and let my tongue play with it. My body is pressed up to yours. Parts of our skin touching. I start licking and nibbling along your neck. I move back into your lap and lick along your chest. My teeth gently on your nipples. 

My hands moving over your skin all the time. I kiss you again and stand up at the same time. My knee goes between your legs and I push them apart. I move in closer. Standing between your legs. My lips go back down to your chest. I drop to my knees and lick lower across your tummy. My hands open your button and zipper. I can see the hard bulge hiding in the trousers, as my tongue continues playing across your skin I let a hand slide into your trousers. 

You moan out as my fingers wrap around your hard cock. I push your pants down lower and let my tongue dash across your cockhead. I start teasing you. Your head drops back and I can hear you growling and moaning out with each touch I make. I move back and tell you to undress for me. You slip out of your pants and boxers, throwing them aside. 

My hands run up your inner thigh and under your balls as my face comes closer again. My hand encloses your cock at the base and I slowly suck it into my mouth. Inch by inch you slide deeper into my waiting mouth. My tongue playing along your hard shaft. Your hands come to the sides of my face to hold me and caress me as I let your cock slide in and out of my mouth. I look up to see you lost in another world. Your eyes are closed and your head falls back. 

My hand starts playing with your balls as I suck your rock hard cock into my mouth again and again. I can feel you shaking under my touch. 

"Oh God Baby. Please!" you moan out, "I can’t handle this long.". I know what you mean and as I don’t want you to come already I stop. Your cock slides out of my mouth and I give it one last lick across the head, before I start kissing my way back up your tummy and chest. 

I stand up between your legs and straddle your lap again. I can feel your hard cock against my ass. My lips meet yours again and I start grinding down on your cock. The skirt is pushed aside and the only thing between you and me are my panties. You can feel how wet my panties are on your skin. I reach between us and push the fabric aside. 

Slowly I move up and your cock stands up straight. I let my fingers grab it and earn a little moan from you for it. My body comes lower and you feel my heat on your cock. I slide the head through my wet pussy. I have to control myself not to just sit down and let you ram up into me. Again and again. I tell myself to go slow, as I start going down on your hard shaft. 

Your hardness parts my pussy and I arch my back. Your hands go to my hips, guide me. You start pushing up. Yearning to be inside me. With one hard thrust you push your cock deep into me and both of us growl out. Your hands grab me by the hips harder and you hold me down on your cock, not wanting me to move. We stay that way for a few minutes and then you lighten your grip on me. 

I start moving my hips, grinding down on your cock. You push up into me, the heat and wetness and tightness on your cock. My muscles play with you. Hold you tight and then release you again. One of your hands goes into the back of my neck and grabs a handful of hair. You pull my head back and start licking and biting at my neck. 

I hear you mumble, "You drive me crazy Baby" into my neckline. I start moving faster, riding your cock. My nails lightly on your skin. You push my face down to yours and hungrily kiss me. Our movements get faster. Little sweatpearls are forming on our bodies. You feel so good in me. My breath is heavy and moans keep escaping me. I arch my back, my head drops back and I claw into your shoulders. 

"Baby...please...oh God...sit still...I can’t take this..." you moan out. I can’t and don’t want to stop. My body is screaming for pleasure. I can feel my own orgasm rising in me. I push down harder on your cock, ramming it deep into my wet pussy. My juices are running along your cock and balls. I can hear a growl growing in your throat. Your hands claw into my ass and you thrust up in a powerful move. I release my orgasm just as you start coming. 

Your moans and my screams mix just as our cum does. It seems like hours till my shudders stop and my mind clears again. I drop forward against your chest, breathing heavy. I can hear your heart race. You hug me close to you. I can still feel you pulsating in me. Your fingers play along my spine. 

"I love you," I mumble...



The First Time



I stood in front of my bathroom mirror applying my makeup, I knew this evening had to be perfect, we had been seeing each other for some time now and we had done everything but have sex. I could barely touch you, or be touched by you before I was so turned on I couldn't stand. 

Tonight we had both decided it was time. While I wasn't a virgin to the love of women you were and I wanted tonight to be something you'd look back on and smile with sweet recollection. 

I finished with my makeup and put on my dress. It was a short black dress with a modest neckline but a plunging back. It was sleeveless, and flowing. It had always been my favorite. I picked you up about seven, you were so gorgeous in your dress, I could see the small flush on your cheeks through out the night, I loved how shy you were. 

You kept your head down during dinner barely looking at me. We went dancing at the local ball room and you kept your head on my shoulder still not looking at me. I held you close, i wanted you to be reassured. I let you know all night that this didn't have to happen if you didn't want it. You were adamant and finally shut me up by asking if I really wanted it or if I was trying to get out of it. You always did know how to shut me up. 

We went back to my house and I put a blind fold on you before letting you in the house. I made you stay in the living room while I went to my bedroom. I lit all the soft candles around my room. They were all lilac candles, my favorite scent. I did have some unscented candles so that you wouldn't be overpowered by the scent. I still wanted to smell your gorgeous body. 

I went out and pulled you into my room, I made you stand with your eyes blindfolded while I told you of every piece of clothing I took off. I could see your breath hitch at every piece of clothing that hit the floor. As I took my panties off I didn't put them on the floor but instead in your hand. I wanted you to feel how wet I was, I was shocked however when you brought them up to your nose to smell. You let out a breathy moan as you dropped the panties to the floor and took a blind step in my direction. 

I halted you with my hands and started slowly stripping you, kissing every free piece of skin I could reach. I kissed each hip and each thigh as I gently pulled down your panties. You stepped out of them and I was assaulted with your smell. I was in heaven and was so close to taking you with my mouth when I heard you whimpered and I realized I had to go slow. 

I stood back up and took your blind fold off letting it drift softly to the floor. You looked around at the darkened room glowing slightly with the candles that were lit across the room, you glanced a little fearfully at my king sized bed with a soft lilac colored comforter and cream silk sheets. You looked back at me, you breath catching as you looked over my naked body. 

I gave you a reassuring hug, that wasn't so reassuring as it was a turn on. Our breasts pressed together, erect nipples teasing each other. Your mound rubbing against mine. I kissed you deeply getting a moan from deep in your throat. 

I smiled at you as you finally looked me in the eye for the first time that night. I saw all the lust and love and desire in your eyes and I had to have you. I led you over to the bed and laid you in the center. I laid beside you on my side facing you. You turned on your side too and just looked at me. I could see the desire in your eyes and I could barely breath when those eyes met mine. 

I ran my hands over your body as I pulled you in for a deep kiss, I loved the taste of your mouth on mine. It was like ambrosia. I deepened the kiss and laid you back on your back so I could get at you better. I moved over top of you on my knees straddling you as I ran my hands over your silky skin. My hands ran up and down your arms, then back up and over your shoulders. I ran my mouth down your chin to your neck as my hands moved lower and found purchase on your aching breasts. 

You pushed your chest into my hands and I teased the nipples, pinching and tugging and then running my palms over them, squeezing and caressing your breasts. I left small marks along your neck to show the world you belonged to me, just as much as I belonged to you. I sucked and nipped at your neck hearing your moans spurred me on. I sucked on the pulse point at the base of your neck as you cried out in pleasure. I loved hearing any and all sounds you made and I sucked on it again. I wanted to hear your voice more than anything. 

My hands moved down your sides caressing the curves I found there, I loved curves on a woman more than anything and I ran my hands up and down them. I left wet sloppy kisses from your neck down the valley between your breasts and then over to one nipple which I sucked into my mouth. You cried out arching your back into my mouth, I took as much of your beautiful breast as I could into my warm mouth sucking on it, loving the feel of it. I switched breasts and did the same to the other until you were whimpering in pleasure. 

You were so close, I could feel it. I backed off, wanting your juices to flow into my mouth when you came. I wanted to taste you and I wanted you to feel the pleasure of a tongue your first time. I went down, leaving wet kisses along your body, slipping my tongue into your belly button before moving back down. 

You opened your legs for me as I settled in between them. I put each leg over my shoulder and kissed the inside of each thigh before running my tongue over your lips. Your hips surged towards me but I held you down with one arm. My hand opened your pussy lips and I could hear you whimper. I looked up your body to see your head thrown back and a look of pleasure on your face, but I wanted more, I wanted your eyes. 

"Watch me baby." Your eyes locked on mine as my tongue snaked out of my mouth and took a long swipe at your clit. I heard your cry and I looked up into pleading eyes begging for release. I put one then two then three fingers inside of you, pumping slowly as I took your clit into my mouth and sucked on it. I felt you start to ride me, faster and faster until your body went rigid. 

You looked directly into my eyes conveying the pleasure you were feeling before closing them in a mind blowing orgasm. You arched up throwing your head back and screaming out my name to the heavens. I experienced my own orgasm as I lay there tasting your juices as they flowed into my mouth. I hummed into your clit as my pleasure took over my body. I felt you orgasm again as the vibrations from me went through your clit. 

I heard you whimper above me and looked up. You were laying in a boneless heap on the bed, sweat glistening all over your beautiful body. I crawled up your body and laid down next to you pulling your panting body to mine and laying your head on my shoulder. "I love you, now sleep sweetheart." I felt a soft kiss to my heart before you drifted off into the arms of Morpheus.



The First Time



The first time I saw her was at the shop we'd picked for coffee. She got there ahead of me, and had a table by the window. She was younger than me, cute, with eyes that showed she had a brain in there. 

Her profile had said she was submissive and thought about alternative sex occasionally. On the phone she had told me she might think about it more as she had more time. 

I was pleased to see she was wearing a summer dress that buttoned all the way down, with a squared-off scoop neck. All buttoned up it was very pretty, showed her figure and a bit of her cleavage, but not much more than church picnic limits. She had the top button open, and it gave a little more of a peek, so that I had to keep myself from staring. She didn't seem to mind. 

We talked about some of the stupid stuff you do when you first meet. Since we met through exchanging stories, I had suggested we each bring examples of erotic stories we liked. When I said we should share, she lit right up, and told me how turned-on she got gathering them. We spent about an hour reading stories to each other and talking about what we liked in them. I suggested that any time she got more turned-on than she had been, she show me by undoing another button. She giggled and said okay. 

She had about twelve buttons on the dress, going all the way to her hem. The first button she undid was the next from the top, giving me more of a tease. Two buttons gone. The next four were from the bottom up, so they mostly just showed off more of her legs. As she undid number seven, she seemed to be more aware that she was being more daring now. I asked her about it, and she said the young guys across the room had noticed her undoing the buttons. 

By now her legs were as visible as they could be without her panties showing. She didn't think the high school guys could see much yet, but it made her nervous. She blushed. I told her I guessed it turned her on, too. She said yes, and blushed more. I said that definitely means another button. She took in a quick breath and looked straight at me in alarm. Now the game was getting dicey.

She closed her eyes for a few seconds. I didn't know if she would keep playing. When she opened them, she undid the third button from the top. The clear view of her skin to her solar plexus confirmed she wore no bra. Now she needed good posture to keep from flashing the passers-by, and the guys across the room wished they were sitting next to her. 

Rather than bring out another story, I asked her what she thought the guys across the room were thinking. She said they probably thought she was some kind of an exhibitionist. I asked what would make her an exhibitionist. She said someone who got turned on by letting people see her body in public. I pointed out she was turned on, and she said yeah, she guessed she was an exhibitionist. She blushed again. I said that means another button, but under the circumstances, (as another button might get us kicked out or arrested,) she could choose between another button and giving me her panties. 

Now she looked worried. She leaned forward a bit, looking at the table in front of her, thinking, but straightened up when she realized her dress draped open when she leaned forward. She sat at a stiff attention and looked at me in confusion. I pointed out that the game was for fun, but so far she had enjoyed it more and more the longer she played. She closed her eyes and breathed hard for a moment. The fingers on her right hand fiddled with the fourth button, just above her navel. She opened her eyes and smiled at me. She pulled her skirt around so the opening was on the left and shifted so her left hip was away from our audience across the room, then worked her left hand under her skirt. She started to pull the waistband down her cheek. 

She lifted her butt off the chair for a moment, and the panties came off her left hip. She seemed pleased with her daring. The next side would be harder, as her right faced the rest to the room, not the wall. She lifted herself a bit and twisted the skirt so the opening was on the right, and suddenly seemed to realize that anyone in the place would now see her put her right hand inside them. She stopped, and looked at me in confusion. I suggested we go for a walk. 

She smiled and nodded, and started to stand, but thought better of it with her panties half-off. I stopped her as she started to repair them, told her the game wasn't over, the panties could finish coming off on the walk but she should leave them as they were for now. 

As she stood, she momentarily bent forward, and quickly straightened to standing as she realized her dress had gaped again. As we walked to the counter her mother would have loved her fine posture, if not the reason for it. 

When we got to the counter, I surprised her by telling the girl behind the counter that my date would pay. I leaned on the counter and smiled. The few dollars didn't matter, but now she would have to open her purse and get the money. She put her purse on the counter, and got out her wallet. Despite her best efforts, her dress fell free of her breasts and I was given a clear view. So were the high school kids who still had their eyes glued to her. She put the money on the counter, and had her wallet back in her purse when I said, no, I would pay after all, and dropped some money on the counter. This meant she needed to get her wallet out again and put her money back. By this point, a bold kid had come up and stood right next to her, staring at her breast through the open dress. 

I asked the kid if he thought it was a pretty dress. He said sure. I said I thought it showed off her pretty neck, and stroked the hair behind her near ear, the left. As I finished stroking, I took the shoulder of the dress and slid it forward so the dress opened even more to anyone looking from the right side, like the boy. The dress was open enough he could have put his whole hand in and cupped her breast without touching the dress. I asked if he thought she had a pretty neck. The kid sputtered something and lost it. I took her hand over my arm and we walked proudly out of the shop. 

As we walked into the park, the sunlight was beginning to fade. I could feel the urgent trembling of her body through her hand on my arm. Without my arm, she might have fallen. We walked silently for a few moments, as the trembling quieted.

Finally, she drew a deep, cleansing breath. She said she couldn't believe what I made her do. I pointed out she did it, not me. She told me how turned on it made her feel. 

We came behind some shrubs where we were blocked from view. She bent down and took her panties the rest of the way off. She gave them to me and said thank you for a great game. I said I thought we were still playing, the panties were owed from the shop, and she owed at least three more buttons for the turn-on of getting the panties off, the wallet at the counter, and my brushing her hair. She undid the five remaining buttons and stood before me. I drew the dress free of her breasts on both sides, and slid my hands around her naked waist. 

The light from the sunset over the lake came broken by the leaves on the trees, and made little flickers across the liquid gold of her skin. It seemed each flicker licked her playfully, and her skin loved each touch. As I kissed her neck, I could feel the tension drain out of her like air from a balloon, and she became very light.

When I kissed her mouth, I parted her lips with a side-lick of my tongue. As my tongue then entered her mouth, I marveled at the miracle of softness that awaited me. She had surrendered all tension in her mouth, and nothing but warm acceptance could be found. No one has ever given herself to me more profoundly than she with that kiss. 

I brought her to my side, and we walked the park with her dress wide open. I mentioned how wonderful her mouth felt. She said it was mine to do with as I wanted. I said fine, tonight will be about your mouth. 

As we got to the lake, the last rays of sundown shone across the water. To anyone behind us we would be silhouettes. I told her this was the place, lay your dress down and go kneel on the grass. 

She dropped her dress, took a few steps to a soft patch and kneeled facing me. She waited with her hands demurely behind her back as I approached and undid my pants. As I tenderly stroked her hair, I told her she could use her hands, too. She brought her hands to stroke the shaft and cup my balls. As she opened her mouth for me, she let her eyes roll back in her head and gave herself over to the sucking. My voice shook as I asked if she wanted the cum in or out. She drew off me for a moment, swallowed, and said in.

As I was so turned on, the first orgasm came very quickly, pumping hot jets into her sucking mouth. She had turned her tongue up to catch the stream, so comfortably drank me with no choking jets hitting the back of her throat. I gently held her head, stroking her face, bidding her to suck ever so gently for a few minutes until I was hard again. 

We stood and kneeled there by the lake for most of an hour. My hands stroked her hair, her mouth held my cock. We murmured gently to one another. She sucked, I came. And again.

As we walked away, she was so at ease I had to remind her to put on her dress before we got to the streetlights. We had lots of time for everything else, but as she kissed me, she said her mouth loved this night. 

The next time I saw her, she smiled as she came to the table, gave me a sweet kiss, and pressed her panties into my hand...



The First Time



Peter and I have been dating for several weeks now.  He is every girl's dream: tall, handsome, strong, and smart.  And he's got a gorgeous ass.  Every time he kisses me, my knees turn to jelly and my panties get damp.  I want him so badly.  We've done some heavy petting before but never touched each other's bare skin and we've certainly not gone all the way.  I was raised to believe that "good girls" don't have sex before they're married.  I'm tired of being a "good girl".  

Peter walks me up to my dorm room.  When we get there, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me close.  He lowers his mouth to mine in a soft kiss as I loop my arms around his neck.  His tongue runs along the seam of my lips as his hands roam over my back, sliding down to cup my ass.  I gasp as he pulls me closer to him.  I feel his hard cock against my belly.  He slips his tongue into my mouth, slowly exploring it.  Moisture is pooling between my legs as our tongues tangle.  I want him inside me tonight.  I break the kiss.

"Do you want to come in?" I ask, turning to unlock the door.  My heart is pounding in my chest and my voice doesn't sound like my own.

"Sure," Peter says.  I open the door and enter the room that I share with my three roommates.  I lock the door as Peter sits on my bed.  Suddenly I'm very nervous.  "So, where are the three musketeers?" he asks as I approach the bed.

"Away for the weekend," I answer, sitting beside him.  "They left this morning and won't be back until Monday night."  I look at Peter and smile shyly as understanding crosses his face.

"So, you're alone for the weekend?" he asks, brushing my short hair away from my face.

"Yes," I reply, my skin burning as he cups my cheek in his hand.  

"You know it's not a good idea for a young woman to stay all by herself on campus for a long weekend," Peter says, kissing the corner of my mouth.

"Mmmm," I say as he kisses the other corner, "I know it's a very bad idea.  Don't suppose you have any suggestions?"  I kiss him, slipping my tongue into his mouth.  He soon takes control of the kiss, thrusting his tongue into my mouth.  He eases me onto my back as he kisses my neck.  I give a tiny cry of surprise as he nips the tender flesh of my neck and then I feel his tongue soothing the spot.  

"There's really only one right solution," Peter says, kissing his way to the top of my chest.  

"What's that?" I ask.  Peter looks at me as he tentatively starts to unbutton my blouse.  I know he's waiting for me to stop him but tonight I don't want to.  When the last button is undone, he slowly peels the shirt off my body.  I sit up and help him take it off my arms.  

"Let me stay, Lexie," he says, playfully tugging on my lower lip.  "We don't have to do anything.  Just let me stay and hold you tonight."  I pull away from him and get off the bed.  I turn my back to him to try to hide the smile that is threatening the corners of my mouth.  I turn back to face him.

"That's one option," I say, reaching behind me and unfastening my skirt.  "But it's not the best one."  I let my skirt fall to the floor, leaving me clad in only a white lace bra and matching thong panties.

"Lexie, what are you saying?" Peter asks.  I'm so hot looking at the desire in his eyes.  

I walk over and stand in front of him.  I reach for the hem of his sweater and pull it up over his head.  Placing my hands on his bare chest, I feel his heart beating beneath my palm.  I hardly recognize this bold side of me but I am enjoying it.  

I run my hands over his chest, circling his nipples with my fingertips, reveling in the gasp it draws from him.  I lean forward and touch my tongue to first one nipple, then the other.  Reaching for his belt buckle, I start to undo his pants.  I'm so excited and so nervous my hands tremble.

"I'm saying I want you to stay this weekend, Peter," I tell him as I slip my hand into the opening of his pants.  I stroke him hesitantly.  He stands up and removes his jeans.  He reaches for me and kisses me hard.  I kiss him back.  I feel his hands on my back, undoing the closure on my bra.  

He slowly drags the straps down my arms and steps back so that it will fall on the floor.  He cups my full breasts and runs his thumbs over the taut peaks.  There's an ache I've never experienced before between my legs.  I moan softly as he glides his tongue over my hard nipple.  Drawing my rosy nipple into his mouth, he greedily begins to suck.  It's as though there's an invisible string running on the inside from my breast to my womb because each time he sucks, my womb tightens.  

After a few minutes, he treats the other breast to the same pleasure.  He puts his arms around me and lowers me to the bed.  

"You've never been with a man before, have you, Lexie?" Peter asks softly.  I shake my head.

"Does it matter?" I ask.  

"Yes," he answers.  "It just means we take it slow and gentle, that's all."  He kisses me softly before removing my panties.  

He takes off his briefs, revealing his hard cock.  I've never seen a naked man before and it's quite overwhelming.  Kissing me again, Peter moves his hand over my flat tummy, moving it lower until he touches my curls.  

My first instinct is to press my thighs together.  One of his longer fingers brushes against my clit, making me jump.  He begins to apply gentle pressure to it, stroking it and I can feel my legs parting of their own volition.  

"That's it, Lex," Peter says as he continues to stroke my pussy.  "Open for me, baby."  

I gasp when he slides first one, then two fingers inside my tight channel.  He gently moves them inside me as his thumb strokes my clit.  There's a pressure building inside me.  It's scary in a way because I've never felt it before.  Before I realize what he's going to do, Peter lowers his mouth to my pussy.  I jump at the first touch of his tongue against my wet pussy.  

I should stop him, I think to myself.  This isn't right.  But it feels so good.  I'll stop him in a few minutes.  As Peter laps my pussy, I spread my legs even wider as the pressure continues to build.  My breathing is laboured and my stomach is tightening.  He continues to move his fingers in and out of me as he draws my clit into his mouth.  

"PETER!!!" I scream as I cum hard against his face.  

He keeps tonguing me as I calm down.  I am shaking when he slides up the bed beside me.  He kisses me deeply and I can taste my juices on his mouth.  It's a sweet, yet tangy taste.  He positions himself above me and rubs his cock against my wet pussy, coating it with my juices.  He rubs the head of it against my clit and I can feel myself becoming aroused again.  

"This will probably hurt," he says, "but I promise it will only last a short time."  He slowly slides his rock hard cock into my tight hole.  

He's so big and thick, I can't help but wonder whether he'll fit.  I feel my body stretching to accommodate him.  I bite my lip against the slight pain as he breaks my maidenhead.  Peter holds himself still as my body becomes used to him.

"You all right, Lexie?" he asks, kissing me gently.  The pain has been replaced with pleasure as he starts to move.

"I'm fine," I say, kissing him.  

As the passion builds between us, I buck my hips beneath him, matching him stroke for stroke.  We kiss deeply as I wrap my legs around his waist, trying to pull him deeper into me.  My body tenses as my orgasm grabs me.  

Peter thrusts himself deeply inside me one more time as his body tenses.  He shoots his hot sticky cum into me as my contractions milk every last drop from him.  He collapses on top of me, trying to keep most of his weight off of me.  As he softens, he slides from my body and rolls off me.  He lies on his back and encourages me to curl up beside him.  

I lie on my side and put my head on his chest.  He pulls the covers up over us.  Kissing my forehead, he asks how I'm feeling.

"Good," I answer, yawning.  "Sorry for yawning."  

Peter chuckles as he pulls me closer.

"Close your eyes, sweetheart," he says.  

I did and it's not long before we're asleep.



The First Time



On the sixth day, like the Bible says God created man and woman. The man was the first and named him Adam because he was formed out of the soil from the ground. God breathed into his nostrils and he became a living soul wrapped in a perfect physique of a human being –perfect tan, perfect teeth, perfect face. God had planted a garden in Eden, in the East, and there he put Adam. God made beautiful trees grow there that produced good fruit. 

"I have provided all kinds of grains and all kinds of fruit for you to eat. I gave you all these trees that bear fruit that you can eat but not the tree that gives knowledge of what is good and what is bad. You must not eat the fruit of that tree; if you do, you will surely die," God said to Adam.

The tree that gives life stood along side the tree that gives the knowledge of what is good and bad in the middle of the garden. Adam understood that he must not touch the latter tree for this meant disobeying God. This was the only tree that was forbidden to be eaten of its fruit. It also represented the only law by God in the garden that had to be obeyed so that life and fellowship with Him would continue on otherwise this kind of privilege shall be forfeited. 

God had created animals and birds, all coming from the soil from which Adam was also formed. Some of the animals lived on land others under the sea. "Adam, I want you to give names to these animals and birds. You will have power over the fish, the birds, and all animals, domestic and wild, large and small." 

Adam saw all the created animals. He felt powerful because he was given dominion over all of them. Adam had no problem at all in naming them. He was bright and intelligent and he enjoyed the job. He named a turkey a turkey because it looked like a turkey or the lion a lion because the beast always lies around and gets turned on when he sees his mate. He grouped them first together like for example the cat family and then named each and everyone of them. As soon as he had named many of them, including the plants and trees, Adam reported to God of what he had accomplished. God never quibbled with Adam. He was pleased. 

Adam played with the domestic animals and tamed the wild ones. It was both exciting and challenging to him as one by one they yielded to his power. Finally he was lord of the animals. Now feeling majestic and on top of everything he felt lonely for the first time. He wanted to have somebody like him that he could talk and share with what he had accomplished. When he looked at the animals, they have their own kind like the lion has the lioness and so on. They have their own mates except him he had no one. He had beauty all around him and yet no one to share it with.

God knew of Adam's loneliness and so He decided to make him a companion. So one night God put Adam into a deep sleep, and while he was sleeping, God took one of his ribs and closed up the flesh. He formed a woman out of his rib. He was the first man to undergo surgery and the first woman was created.

Adam awoke not the usual early morning. He felt that he had the deepest sleep from the time he was created. His eyes fluttered and squinted and noticed the appendage between his legs was extended, rigid and upright. It felt hard like wood but at the same time pliant in his hand. He wondered why it had become that way. This only happens to animals when a male had to mate with the female. But he had none. 

"Man oh man, I can visualize that this can be useful if only I had a mate." He peed but only was able to when his hardness gradually wilted. Afterwards it was soft and tiny again. "Thank you my God. I thought it will be hard like that all the time."

But alas when he turned back around, Adam was flabbergasted. "Whoa!" Adam gasped. A lovely figure was standing before him. "Oh my God! At last, here is one of my own kind." 

"That was hard awhile ago, " she spoke. 

"Good God! My kind of mate and one that could speak like me," Adam blurted out.

"I woke up beside you," she said in a soothing voice. It was the most beautiful voice Adam had ever heard. "Then I wandered around while you were asleep."

"You are the answer to my prayer. I am very pleased that God finally gave you to me. Now I know I will no longer feel lonely," Adam said to the woman.

Adam walked up closer to her and touched her hands. Then he held her hips moving up to her ribcage. He touched her cheek with the back of his fingers. Her skin was softer than his. Then his fingers slipped down her neck and over her collar bone. They moved further down and took hold of her breasts, feeling its heft and shape and then released it. He looked at it, touched the nipple with his fingertip then – stepped back and looked at her beautiful body with adoration.

Her nipples stood erect as his thumbs grazed on them. The woman closed her eyes and hummed a groan. He loved the sound. Thrills of tingling pleasure run down her spine, making her shiver with excitement. 

Adam felt a stirring in his loins as his hands continued exploring her body. She had no belly button like his because remember Adam came from the soil and the woman was formed from his rib. 

They were perfect products made directly by the hands of God so there was no factory defect. Their genetic pool was clear, untouched by any kind of disease or abnormality. 

Adam slowly sank down on his knees and examined the mound shrouded by brown hair between the fork of her legs. He fluffed the hair with his fingers and felt some moistness in the cleft where two segments of fleshy lips were joined together. He turned her around, caressed her shapely-round bottom, and then made her face him again. He ran his hands on her thighs down to her legs and feet. Then he stood up and uttered: "Bone taken from my bone, and flesh from my flesh. You are woman because you were taken out of me."

"You are my other half," the woman said and held his hand.

"Certainly. Hallelujah. You are my suitable mate, my love." 

"I feel happy and privileged to be with you Adam." 

Then the voice of God boomed around. "Adam take the woman as your wife and helpmate and I will bless the two of you. I am uniting you as one body. Have many children, so that your descendants will live over the earth and bring it under control."

So Adam and the woman were the first man and wife married. When they received the blessing the couple found their attraction like magnets. The moment they looked at each other and touched hands romance blossomed in the air. The cool breeze, the fragrant smell of the flowers, the love inducing sound of the environment, all contributed to what is called love at first sight. Their bodies were both perfectly beautiful and well-attuned to each other. The chemistry was perfect.

They padded on a soft grassy path and the woman was excited on all the colors that he saw around from the flowers to the trees, from the birds and the bees, to the spectacular sky above them. 

"What is this place we are living in?"

"This is the Garden of Eden that God made and He put me here."

"It's so beautiful," she sighed.

"You're very much beautiful, " Adam stated. 

"And you are handsome. Adam, tell me about this garden," she implored.

Adam motioned his wife to sit and recline on a smooth rock and he sat beside her. She put her hands above her head and she looked seductively adorable. 

"The Garden of Eden is a triangular area of garden landscaped by God. The shape is similar to the mound in the center of your body," Adam said as his fingers brushed the triangular bush shrouding her softest flesh. "Then this line at the center is where the water flows that makes the garden fertile and productive," he said as his finger ran along the moistening slit of her flesh. "The stream divides into four great rivers beyond Eden namely Pishon, Gihon, Tigris and Euphrates. I will show you all of these." Eve was extremely turned on by his touch that a small rivulet leaked from where his finger insinuated running along her inner thigh to her bottom.

Then gently he unfolded the lips of her wife's paradise mound. A jut of much tender skin peeped out from the outer lips and Adam remembered about the tree of life and the tree of knowledge at the topside of the garden. Adam reminded the woman God's law regarding the two trees. "You can partake of the fruit of the tree of life but not of the tree of knowing good and bad. If we eat the fruit of the tree of knowing good and bad then we will surely die." 

She nodded with acknowledgement. "I like the way you touch me there," the woman said.

"I like touching it too. It's the most extraordinary thing that I have touched," Adam said and the woman drew a long breath.

"As God planted the seeds in this garden, by His mandate I will plant my seed into this area that I found in you." Adam said as his hand cupped the arc dome of her female center, his middle finger slowly sinking into her moist alley. He was positive this is the logical spot to plant his seed. The woman closed her eyes and hissed at the sensation of Adam's intruding finger. "We will make as many descendants to fill this world as God has ordered us," Adam continued on. 

"Then we shall have to control it, as our God says, aren't we?" she said, as her hips undulated and pressed against his hand.

"Yes, if the population has gotten too many. This place is vast and it reaches out beyond this place," he said, waving his hands in the air to emphasize his point. 

"Put you finger back there," the woman admonished. 

The woman snaked her hand down his body and encircled his seed planter. "It is beautiful, and growing out of my palm. When I walk up this morning it was standing upright, like one of the tall trees in this garden. And these two nuts here ... are they your seed pouch?"

"Yes."

"I merely touch your thing here and it is thickening, growing. It is hard again. How wonderful it is to play with it," the woman giggled, stroking its velvety skin up and down.

"How do you call this?" The woman asked. 

"I can call it with lots of names like little Adam, a woody, a pecker, a dick, a prick, a rod, a joystick, lingam oooh...."

For the first time Adam was heaving a sigh of delight, breathing heavily and hearing the beat of his heart. The animals in the trees were cheering.

The woman rubbed Adam's seed planter back and forth and Adam was enjoying it immensely. He could see the head of his seed planter bulging out as the skin gets retracted through the woman's stroking.

Then the woman took it in her mouth, tasting it, enclosing it in the warm embrace of her mouth and Adam groaned with pleasure.

The woman looked up to Adam and saw that he was struggling. His face was squirming and wincing. "How does that feel?" she asked.

"I can feel my seeds are going to come out and there's a current of pleasure carrying them along as you do that to me."

"Can I taste your seed?" the woman asked seeing the tip drooling.

"You can do whatever you want because it pleases me so much," he answered.

"It feels good in my mouth. It's so delicious. I can already taste your seed. It's coming out in trickles like what I feel is coming out from me."

"Ahhh, the pleasure is almost unbearable. I haven't experience this before," Adam said panting breathlessly.

The woman's mouth sucked the head the nerves screaming with the intensity of the sensation until she felt a thick sticky fluid in her mouth. Her face jumped back in surprise as Adam squirted his seed. The woman continued stroking and more squirted out. She was fascinated. Adam groaned and for the first time felt a tremendous joy. 

"I can't wait to plant it inside me." She said wiping her mouth with her hand and licking off some of the seed that clung to her fingers.

"Adam what you said was true. I feel like a stream was flowing out of the triangle patch that I have here," the woman said as she stood up. It was indeed dripping wetly.

"Oh Adam, I can't ignore the burning sensation between my legs. Please touch me there. I want you to taste me too. I think I also have seeds to match yours," the woman implored.

"Then lie down here my dear wife and I'll reciprocate what you've done to me," he said pointing to a smooth slab of black stone making a great contrast to her creamy skin. She did as she was told and Adam began kissing her lips. They discovered playing with their tongues and it felt wonderful. Her arms slid around him on the back of his neck, and kissed him with as much fervor as he kissed her. 

"There's so much things to play with your body," Adam said as he started fondling her breasts. He kissed, roved the tip of his tongue around one nipple and sucked it until she was trembling with a series of gasping breaths. He did the same with the other breast, then pressed them both together, flitting his tongue across and flicking at each nipple sending delicious spurts of pleasure between her legs.

Adam was hard like the proverbial rock and the woman was thoroughly wet. He crouched on the ground between her spread legs, admiring her soft pink folds upclose before him. She felt his breath over there. He breathed deeply, inhaling the sweet musky smell of her arousal. Each time his tongue swirled around her opened lips held by his fingers her body jerked.

"Ohhh...it's good, it's ohh so utterly good..." she moaned, her voice trailing off breathlessly. Her hands hurriedly rubbed her breasts and pinched each nipple with her fingers

him reathed inhaled deeply limbed over, kissing her mouth and breasts. His torso raised on his hands and stiffened arms. He lowered his middle – the woman lifted her hips and turned her womanhood upward to meet him – and rested his shaft lengthwise along her portal lips. He moved slowly, remaining outside, the underside of his shaft sliding in her channel. 

The woman caressed his buttocks with little grabby pinches, matched his movements with hiprolls. Adam was not an obsessed man. He was patient and not blowing out his sexual energy into an ecstatic explosion. Serenity was in him. He was determined to savor the experience. He wanted the woman to feel it as intensely as he felt it.

Adam and the woman played each other's bodies like virtuosi playing their instruments. Adam made love to her in a practiced, deliberate, loving way. His performance was expressive.

Adam raised his hips back, his seed planter dangled, pointed downward, lowered himself and found the outer lips with the dome of his member. He pushed, resistance was negligible, and her lips gave way, Adam's seed planter entered and blazed the trail for the slow entry of his whole long shaft.

When Adam was fully impaled the woman cried out, a half-sob, and slid her hands up from his ass, across his back, down to his ass again. The woman's cry was like a prod to him. He pulled his manhood out, shoved it back in, each thrust faster and faster, until soon he was a pile driver driving into her juicy soft vessel, making her whole supple body quiver all around it.

The fallen angels that were invisible to the eyes of Adam and the woman were watching them, their expressions naked with envy. "Fuck her Adam!, Fuck her! Fuck her to kingdom come!" They chorused in rhythm with his thrusts. The leader of the fallen angels was insanely jealous of the couple, and spiteful as he watched this beautiful couple entangled in their juicy moaning and ecstatic cries. He started concocting in his mind an evil scheme for he is evil. He had been rebellious to God that's why he was expulsed from heaven and thrown to the earth together with his cohorts. The evil one lost his great privilege in heaven and he was seething for revenge. 

This time the sound of the woman's cry had the opposite effect on Adam. He continued pumping into her but more slowly, each thrust slower than the one before. The woman got right into the slower rhythm, substituting intensity for speed, lifting her hips higher, pressing Adam harder, intensifying every aspect of the acts. It was a beautiful sight to see, a magnificent body movement.

The woman was climbing toward her peak, closer to it and slower she moved. And when the woman finally climaxed, she was together with him almost immobile, his shaft fully buried into her wet, clingy inner walls of her moist warmth. He froze for a moment, then shot his liquid seed into her. The woman took it with spasms. At last they were huddled together in a firestorm of love, becoming one body and one spirit. 

The evil angel had finally made up his plan. He will make the couple also rebel against God and put them under his control. He laughed aloud.

After the deed was done Adam spoke to his wife: "I would do anything, give anything, to be with you as I have been." The woman hugged Adam tightly feeling the fullness of her love.

Moonlight came and Adam had gathered all the delicious fruits that they would eat. Adam made a bed for them out of those huge palm leaves and they lay beside each other, chatting happily and looking at the stars and planets that they could visibly see. Soon they made love again until they fell asleep.

The next morning they woke up made love and run around like children at play. The woman was excited at all the beauty that surrounded them. Everything was in perfect harmony and she resonated at the aesthetic splendor of God's creation.

"Let's climb this huge tree," the woman invited. 

Adam showed off and climbed like a monkey. Several monkeys perched atop a branch went close to Adam and hugged him. The woman followed and began reaching branch after branch like what Adam did. 

"Come on jump to my hands and I'll swing you," Adam said suspended upside down his legs draped on a branch offering his free hands to the woman to clasp them. His wife jumped to them and she swung like it was a show by a flying trapeze duo in a circus. The woman shrieked with joy. There was no fear in them they can do things with authority and confidence.

In the misty blue atmosphere of the wooded part of the garden there loomed a huge heap. "Hey Dino," Adam called out loudly. Dino was a dinosaur –the largest animal in the garden. The dinosaur heard Adam and moved a step closer toward him. Adam and his wife jumped from the tree top to the top of the dinosaur's neck and Adam led his wife to a couch-like protrusion of the skin situated behind the head of the behemoth animal. "Dino, take us around. I want to tour my wife around the paradise." The dinosaur understood and started walking along its path, careful of not destroying the garden and it's vegetation. Dino meandered along the valley and the two were a portrait of happiness and togetherness. When the dinosaur walked along the stream, Adam stopped the animal and he invited his wife to slide from the animal's back down to the perfumed stream. There they bathed, and played like children in the water. Adam swam and his wife imitated him and she was quick to learn of anything that Adam did. The water was invigorating and they felt refreshed and their energies renewed. They looked at the little waterfalls and the aesthetic surroundings pleased their eyes to no end. Adam showed Eve that there was gold on the banks of the stream and they could mirror themselves. Like a stylist hairdresser, Adam braided her long hair and put a lei of flowers around her neck. She looked ever so beautiful. Then they climbed the back of the dinosaur and continued their journey. 

Adam told his wife that there were numerous growths of plant and trees sprouting everyday and it was his job to name them and present them to God. "You could certainly help me naming the new growth and present them to me and then we shall present them to God," Adam told Eve. "Oh my mind is already suffused with names I can't wait to do it."

The night came and like always Adam communed with God thanking and praising Him fervently. He was joined of course by his wife. They had been making love during the day so Adam decided that they should take a rest.




The First Time



One morning Adam and the woman began doing their job in the garden. The woman suggested to Adam they split up and divide the work to get more of it done. Adam didn't think this was a good idea for there was no pressure to do this job hurriedly but he relented when the woman implied he didn't trust her.

"Just remember don't touch that tree giving the knowledge of good and bad." Adam reminded her.

However, the woman wandered further away from Adam until she saw a snake slithering on the grass. In her mind, she sensed the snake was making a sound as if it was speaking to her, flattering her beauty. She looked at the snake and it was staring at her. Its eyes were mesmerizing her. So the woman walked up to the snake. "Are you talking to me? I wonder how you could possibly talk. I mean you of all animals around here are the most silent. You don't talk, like the parrot or make any sound like the others." 

"I ate the fruit from the tree of knowledge," the snake replied.

"So you could talk now? Really?" the woman said, bright-eyed, and amazed.

"Yes indeed. Follow me and I'll bring you there." The woman followed the snake to the tree of knowledge.

This was the great plan of the evil one and he used the snake as his tool to tempt the woman to eat the forbidden fruit. He made it appear that the snake was talking although the woman was right, the snake had no voice organ. It is his talking voice spoken carefully in its beguiling way through the snake and he felt 'stupidly good.'

The snake asked the woman: "Did God really tell you not to eat fruit from any tree in the garden?"

"We may eat the fruit of any tree in the garden," the woman answered, "except the tree in the middle of it. God told us not to eat the fruit of that tree or even touch it; if we do, we will die."

The snake replied: "That's crap," 

"What did you say?" 

"I mean it's not true; you will not die. God said that because He knows that when you eat it, you will be like God and know what is good and what is bad."

The woman saw how beautiful the tree was and how good its fruit would be to eat, and she thought how wonderful it would be to become wise. 

Finally, the woman took the fruit and ate it. She then decided, to involve Adam. The woman went to Adam who was busily tending the garden.

"What took you so long?" asked Adam seeing his wife carrying some fruit picked from the tree of knowledge. The sight of the woman enthralled him but he was upset at the same time.

Adam asked the woman, "Are you eating the fruit of the tree of knowledge?" 

"Yes. It's delicious. Here, take some and eat. Then we'll make love and be more knowledgeable in the ways of making love," the woman said this in her best alluring way. 

Adam knew that the woman will surely die but he decided he couldn't live without the woman, so he took the fruit and ate it forgetting that he was going to disobey his Creator. He should have been firmed but the woman beguiled Adam like how the snake had done it to her. 

The evil one shouted with joy. "How cunningly good I am. I am now the king of the world. Everything will be at my command. I have the magic spell, the tricks, and the gimmicks. How wonderful it is to feel like god." And he laughed boisterously at himself and his cohorts joined him in his reverie, tap dancing and making hip hop noises. 

Then the evil one spoke to his evil court. "When man has propagated this world we will contaminate them so they will be one of us and as we become stronger we will triumph with our rebellion against God."

After Adam ate the fruit, he and the woman were seized with lust. Adam led the woman to the place where they first lay together. Adam made love differently to the woman. He was like a beast and was in a hurry. 

"Adam, you're hurting me, please don't get too rough on me," she cried. He was kissing her slobbery and was biting her nipples. 

"You like it don't you?" Adam's voice was stern. 

For the first time the woman was confused and she found herself refusing and yet she found it also arousing. Then when Adam was humping her fast and furious, they heard the sound. It was the sound of God walking in the garden. But the air was different. Adam could feel a vengeful and angry God. Adam was seized by fear and at the same time had pulled out his seed planter from the woman's and despairingly grunted as he spilled out his seed onto her stomach. It left the woman short of reaching her orgasm and it wasn't very fulfilling.

"Come on, let's hide from the trees, God is coming!" Adam said pulling up the woman. They run to the bush, gathered some fig leaves and tried to cover their nakedness. Adam was filled with guilt and so was Eve. They felt ashamed of what they had done for they had disobeyed. The fig leaves seemed pathetic to cover up their shameful sin of disobedience. They couldn't face God. 

God called out to Adam. "Where are you?" Adam trembled in fear for he knew he couldn't really hide from God.

"I heard you in the garden. I was afraid and hid from you, because I was naked." Adam answered. Adam knew he'd been naked physically but now it was different. He was exposing his inner nakedness, the conscience that had sinned and he was pathetically covering himself with an apron of fig leaves.

"Who told you that you were naked?" God asked. "Did you eat the fruit that I told you not to eat?"

"The woman you put here with me gave me the fruit, and I ate it." Adam replied not knowing he was blaming God for His mean-spiritedness in giving him a lousy partner in the Garden. 

Then the Lord God asked the woman, "Why did you do this?"

She replied, "The snake tricked me into eating it." The woman was putting the blame on the snake. Not one admitted their mistakes or asked for forgiveness although they had both confessed that they ate the fruit.

Then the Lord God said to the snake. "You will be punished for this; you alone of all the animals must bear this curse: From now on you will crawl on your belly, and you will have to eat dust as long as you live. I will make you and the woman hate each other; her offspring will crush your head, and you will bite their heel."

Of course God was not cursing the snake but the one behind the snake. Because the snake really crawls on the ground and doesn't eat dust. The crawling is like a humbled enemy of the king, and eating dust meant humiliation and defeat. Temptation and sin will strike men just like when a snake will strike at them while they were unaware so men have to watch out for the snake like they have to watch out from sinning and being tempted to sin. The snake then became the symbol of the tempter, the beguiler, the cunning or the evil one. They will strike at the heel of men and each bite will be poisonous and life-threatening. But one day as God decreed an offspring of the woman will crush his head (the evil one). This pronouncement of God will be the doom of the tempter.

And God said to the woman, "I will increase your trouble in pregnancy and your pain in giving birth. Inspite of this, you will still have desire for your husband, yet you will be subject to him."

And he said to the man, "You listened to your wife and ate the fruit which I told you not to eat. Because of what you have done, the ground will be under a curse. You will have to work hard all your life to make it produce food for you. It will produce weeds and thorns, and you have to eat wild plants. You will have to work hard and sweat to make the soil produce anything, until you go back to the soil from which you were formed. You were made from soil, and you will become soil again.

Adam named his wife Eve, because she will be the life bearer, the mother of all human beings. And the Lord God made clothes out of animal skins for Adam and his wife. An animal was killed as a sacrifice for the sin of Adam and Eve. It was the first sacrifice made to cover the sin of the first man and woman and the first death that occurred in the land. This was the foreshadow of Christ to be sacrificed to cover for the sins of mankind. Christ is the second Adam that will bring men back to God. Christ will be the offspring of the woman who will snap the head of the evil one, the snake, and the old serpent at the appointed time. But again rules will be followed for only Christ holds the shot on how men could get out from God's sentence of death. Death on this earth is just an extinction of breath and only a down payment for God's real death punishment which is the eternal damnation in the lake of fire. Here man is alive swimming in the lake of fire. The death here is his no liberty to escape the punishment. Man can possibly escape the jail but not this eternal punishment from God. He chose to disobey so this was the result. Was God so cruel as not to forgive? This is the reason, He created another Adam and his name is Christ. "Obey Christ, my only begotten son and you'll be saved from this eternal damnation. You'll be back to Eden, only this is a new Eden, much better than the original."

From then on human beings had to wear clothes to hide the bodies and for a sense of security. 

Then the Lord God said to the heavenly creatures, "Now the man has become like one of us and has knowledge of what is good and what is bad. He must not be allowed to take fruit from the tree that gives life, eat it, and live forever."

So the Lord God sent Adam and Eve out of the Garden of Eden and made him cultivate the soil from which he had been formed. Then at the East Side of the garden he put living creatures ( His angels) and a flaming sword which turned in all directions. This was to keep anyone from coming near the tree that gives life.

When they were out of the Garden of Eden, Adam and Eve were still blaming each other. When they were hungry Adam will have to look for food and it wasn't easy as before. He had to produce his food and he'll have to sweat it out by cultivating the soil. When they look back at the Garden of Eden there was lightning in all directions as if it is surrounded by a stormy weather. It was too scary to even go near the garden. 

Now he feels weary, he feels aches and pain from his hard day's toil in the ground. Sometimes he is too tired to make love, his mind is suffused with worries. Eve his helper and wife also does a lot of things. Sometimes she herself is too tired to make love. But soon they were happy for Eve bore a child and named him Cain. Cain was followed by Abel. Life goes on but the joy of living is marred by miseries and pain. When Adam was 130 years old, he had another son who was like him, and he named him Seth. He had many other children and died at the ripe old age of 930. People living in those times live longer unlike the modern man. Through the centuries life was shortened. After the deluge life even got shorter and shorter. The canopy that shields the earth was torn and spotted like an old cloth. The climate had changed and storms battered the earth. Still the earth is beautiful but not as much as the Garden of Eden. Lovemaking was still good but not as good as the first time. Problems besieged mankind and they had to find solutions. There were always trials and error because you have to know good and bad. Men strive to always find the better life but the bad always prevails.



The First Time



Tied to the bed naked, spread eagle and blindfolded, his cock sprang to full attention when he heard the bedroom door close. Where in the room was she? Just knowing that she had him completely helpless and on display for whatever devilment came to her mind made him shiver. 

It had been a good hour since she stripped him and tied him there then walked out leaving the bedroom door wide open. The sounds of her girlfriend's monthly gathering downstairs had drifted to his ears and successfully masked any footsteps of traffic in the hall. He wondered if any had used the bathroom, walked past that door, and saw his helplessness. He knew all the women from her little group - now he would have to wonder what they knew of his "kink." That thought alone had kept him partially aroused for the entire hour of waiting for her return.

A soft rustle of clothing near his left side made him refocus on hearing where she was in the room. Something soft and wispy touched his balls making him startle. Then he felt the lightest of caresses run up the throbbing, sensitive shaft of his cock. Over and over the stroke teased him. Without realizing it, his hips lifted off the bed in a vain attempt to feel what ever it was better. Then a different sound caught his ear. Ice in a glass made a little sound of settling as it melted. It must be on the nightstand he decided.

Then, during one of his involuntary hip thrusts up off the bed, he felt what would be the first of a series of wet, cold invasions to his anus. She was pressing an ice cube against his brown pucker... silently, insistently, without yielding to his natural reaction to clench she gently forced the slightly melted cube, finger-deep into his shocked ass.

Meanwhile, a soft hand wrapped fingers around his cock and slide slowly up and down with a slight rounding motion. In spite of his desire to press his ass down onto the bed and prevent any further icy assaults, his body rose to the pleasure of being so expertly stroked. As he did, another ice cube worked its way into him.

Over and over the pleasure of that hand on his cock coaxed his body to expose his ass which was immediately given a cold, wet kiss of ice. After what felt to him like an entire tray had been pushed into him for melting, he felt a new sensation.. smooth and slippery, a long thin object began to follow the ice. He couldn't believe she was pushing a dildo into him!

Now, with the end of the dildo protruding from his ass, he could no longer comfortably rest his ass on the bed without driving it deeper... so of course the stroking suddenly quit. He heard nothing. All he knew was feeling incredibly full behind, and incredibly close to an orgasm.

Suddenly, with a sharp whistling sound something that felt like a handful of small cords lashed across his throbbing cock and balls. He instinctively jerked down, away from the sting only to impale himself on the dildo a bit more. His ass clenched around it, try to resist its progress inward, but the lubed toy was unstoppable. 

Repeatedly, he felt his cock lashed and stung. Repeatedly he involuntarily fucked his own ass on the dildo. The stinging sensation at first dulled his need for release but gradually he came to a place where he found that his body pushed up in anticipation of the next lash. He didn't have a fully conscious thought about it, but he realized that his movements on the bed and predicament had been carefully orchestrated to make him try to fuck the painful lash while also fucking his own ass.

A moan escaped him as he writhed at the need to cum. As if that moan were a signal, the lashing stopped. 

"no no no..." He heard his own voice saying.

Was he really asking for more lashings? That was when a mouth with soft full lips covered the head of his cock and began gently wetting and gliding down his shaft in tiny increments. With his back arched as high as his bonds would allow, the lips only descended a mere fraction of his 7 inch shaft. A hand grasped the end of the dildo and began sawing it into and out of his ass, which was now leaking all the melted ice.

He found that so long as he bucked in opposition to the dildo, his cock received the benefit of those lips locked on the top two inches. In and out the dildo sawed relentlessly, while his muscles ached at trying to hold himself up to that teasing mouth. A buzzing feeling in his balls told him that he was nearly over the top. Determined not to make a sound and give away his desperate need to cum, he clenched his teeth together so hard his jaw ached.

His ass pumped against the dildo faster and harder just to try to get more sensation from those lips until suddenly the orgasm burst from him and tore a loud groaning

"aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!"

from his mouth. The lips and the hand pumped and pumped him, not allowing the orgasm to end until there was nothing left to milk from him and his weary back and legs slowly allowed his body to fall to the mattress.

As his body failed at holding him up, the dildo was gently pulled away and the lips "popped" from his engorged cock-head. With an exhausted sigh he let his body go limp on the bed. He felt her hair brush his cheek and smelled her perfume. Her cheek brushed his and he turned his head to the kiss he needed so much.

As his lips found hers and parted, she delivered his load of cum to his mouth and held her mouth over his until he swallowed it all. Then her hands caressed his face and neck, shoulders and arms and she lay her body over him, cuddling against him. Shivers ran through his body from the forced workout she'd given him and now from the need to be untied so that he could enfold her in his arms.

"Darling... I hope you liked being tied and helpless for me." 

She whispered in his ear, nibbling the earlobe as she spoke. Her hot breath was sweet and her voice made him desperate all the more to hold her. Her kiss stopped him from asking to be untied. At last she broke the kiss and spoke again, her words making his heart skip.

"I really hoped you liked it, because my girlfriends have been watching and you're not being untied until we all have a turn... " 



The First Time



We have many firsts in our lives. Our first kiss, our first drink, our first date or for some of us our first marriage. Fortunately or unfortunately depending upon the outcome, we can get past these little vignettes of life and continue on our merry way. Sometimes we are able to get past our initial disappointments and muddle on. Sometimes, these first times are just a warning of things to come. 

My first cigarette should have been a warning. I got dizzy and threw up. My first drunk had a similar outcome which was only exacerbated by the ungodly hangover the next day. My first "piece of ass" was nearly a disaster as well. Fortunately it happened in the back seat of my dad's 1960 Oldsmobile on a double date. God, I miss bench seats! I say fortunately because my buddy was there to advise me to turn the young vixen over so I could find her vagina. It seems "piece of ass" wasn't meant to be taken literally. I was 16 how was I to know? The outcome of that peccadillo was a tad different. I was dizzy and she threw up. God was obviously warning me I was doomed to go through life either dizzy or throwing up and sometimes both. 

My first marriage resulted in both of us striving to be dizzy and throwing up.

But the first that really stays in my mind was the first time my wife, meu caro, and I made love. Now some of you may need a bit of background here. My wife is a beautiful lady from a faraway land. No, not Uranus, bunghole! A Latin American country. She is short, only 154 cm which is about 5 feet tall for you non-metric types. She has lovely cinnamon skin, long black hair and is an incredible hottie for being in her late thirties with 3 children. We have been married for a while now but it very nearly didn't come to pass. 

You see, she had a lot of misconceptions about North American men. First, she thought we were rich. I wasn't. She thought we were tall. I wasn't. She thought we were good-looking and, well, you can guess. And she thought we all liked to have lots of marriages and she wasn't about to be one of a string of several! I had asked why she thought this. She informed me that she had never met an American man which had not been married at least three times! I hadn't. So, there I was: 4 for 4! And lastly, she thought we were all lousy lovers. Hmmmmm

I was able to overcome most of her preconceptions eventually. But dispelling that last one nearly ended a beautiful relationship. As I remember, we had just returned to my rented apartment from a night of dinner and dancing. (The curse was still on me, however. The dinner made me throw up and the dancing got me dizzy. Sucks to be me!)

As we talked over coffee, very strong and black, Mr. Suave and Debonair here managed to finesse her into my boudoir. Here I prepared to give her the fucking of her life. As she lay on my big ass bed, I mean my big brass bed; I did my best imitation of Sean Connery from the movie Diamonds Are Forever. I had stepped away and taken off my clothes. I was watching her, expecting her eyes to be glazed over with wanton lust. She looked at me quizzically. 

For those of you who have seen the movie, this was the part where I, being Bond, would walk to the light switch and say "I suppose I am the condemned man and you are the hearty breakfast?" And she, in the Tiffany Case role, would say "Why, there is so much more to you than I expected!" 

I said my line on cue and flipped off the light. Lady, get ready for a trip to heaven, I thought! Once I finish with you, you will throw rocks at other men! In the blackness, I made my way to the bed and was just crawling in when a small voice said "Can you turn the light back on?"

Okay, no problemo, I thought. She just liked doing it with the lights on. Hot damn! Kinky little thing! I made my way back to the switch.

"Fuck, shit, hell, damn!" I hissed

"What happened?"

I flicked up the switch and bathed the room in light. "Nothing I just stubbed my toe on the table" I looked over at her and noticed the same quizzical expression on her face. What the hell was she looking at? Her head looked one way and then shifted to the other all the while staring at my navel. Then I realized that she was looking at my cock! Looking isn't the right word. Evaluating? Appraising? 

"It's called a cock in my country, dearest. You were married. Surely you have seen one before." I said, somewhat jocularly, always trying to put the best light on things.

She continued to stare at my nether regions her head cocking from side to side. The action reminded me of my sister's cocker spaniel, no pun intended. "Darling, you were in the Army, right?" she asked. 

"Yes. Why?"

"Were you wounded?" she asked with innocent concern.

"Yes. That is this scar here." I replied pointing out a puckered scar in the meaty part of my shoulder. "I was shot during a light recon but managed to live through it", I smiled manfully. Did she really need to know that my buddy had accidentally shot me while unloading his weapon before clearing it?

"No, I mean..." she gestured to my scrotum. "lower down."

I was beginning to get dizzy. Could nausea be far behind?

"No, why?" I replied in a somewhat hurt voice.

"Your ...your thing looks different."

"What it's not big enough?" I was in love with a size queen? God help me, not that!

She made a gesture that told me 'well, that too' but then she said," No, it LOOKS different."

"Different? Different how?" I was now beginning to be both dizzy and panicky with nausea tapping his foot waiting for the room key.

"It's missing something." She replied struggling for words.

Panic outran dizzy and I looked down at myself. No, it was all there. "Missing something?"

"Yes, it doesn't have, how you say any..." she began making gestures with her hand.

"Any what?!!"

"Any...ohhh...any" She was still looking for a word.

Then it occurred to me. "Foreskin?"

She lay back on the bed, mystery solved. "Yes, foreskin!"

Dizziness and panic receded. Nausea decides to hang for awhile. I made my way back to our love nest.

"Darling, you are Hebrew?" she asked.

What the hell? "No, my father was born in Ireland. I was reared Roman Catholic just like you. But what does that have to do with anything?"

"You are sure you are not Hebrew. Because many Hebrew in my country are...are...how you say..."

"Circumcised." I replied flatly.

"Yes, circumcised." She repeated, clearly pleased with mastering a new word. "It really is okay if you are Hebrew. I love you anyway"

"I AM NOT JEWISH!!" I exclaimed. Her eyes were open in shock surprised at the tone of my voice. I would have to back-pedal quickly! "Look, caro, in my country it was considered healthier to be circumcised. For years it was a common practice for newborn males. Okay?"

"It is a common practice in America to cut on their sons? Very Strange." She took my cock, which should have been a throbbing example of prime American manhood in her soft hand and began to examine it like a jeweler examining a stone for cut and clarity. If she pulled out one of those eye thingies we were through!

"Did it hurt much" she asked, inspecting the remaining skin.

"I suppose it did but I was only 3 days old, I think," I replied wondering if that had been the first time dizziness and throwing up had visited me. "I really didn't have much choice at the time." This was not the way I planned the evening to unfold. I tried to recapture the mood by reaching for her to kiss that wonderful mouth. 

She kissed me back but I could see her mind was elsewhere. 

"Does this really bother you? " I asked. 

"Nooooo," she replied deep in thought." Just trying to understand, meu homem velho."

I rolled over onto my back. Dizziness and nausea were knocking at the door again. "What are you trying to understand, meu caro?"

"They believed that cutting this 'foreskin' was healthy for a man-child?"

Man-child? I hadn't heard that one in years! "Yes, "I sighed.

"Explain this to me," she ordered.

Damn, this woman was like a bull terrier once she got her teeth into something. So much for oral sex. "Yes, they believed it was more sanitary. Healthy."

She knitted her brows deep in thought. "Cutting a penis in half is healthy? Maiming little baby is healthy? What a strange country!" 

"They didn't cut off half my penis!" I exclaimed.

"Do not be angry with me!" she huffed. "I did not maim you!"

"I'm not maimed!" 

Her eyes widened as she began to get up a head of steam. "And what does this 'condemned man' mean? You are condemned to make love to your woman?" He voice had raised several octaves. 

Where the hell had that come from? "It was an expression from a movie, darling. I didn't mean anything by it." I tried to explain.

She was really on a roll now. "You come from a country where they cut off half of a man-child's birthright and then condemn them to make love? I am going home!"

She moved to get out of bed but after all this, that wasn't happening! Someone was getting fucked tonight, half a cock or no! I pulled her back to the bed and rolled over on top of her and proceeded to show her that even with half a cock I was a good as she was ever likely to get. 

It can be said that, at my age, I may not be as good as I once was, but I am as good once as I ever was. It must have worked because an hour, and 3 orgasms, later (2 for her and 1 for me) she lay curled up next to me a satisfied smile on her face. She nuzzled next to me, soft and warm. I was duly pleased with myself. 

(Just between you, me, and the wall, if Lit writers are to be believed, women orgasm almost every time with the consistency of a freight train. But women say they usually fake orgasms. I think that they all lying. A ratio of 3 to 5 and you are doing pretty damn good fellows!)

I nuzzled her right back. I loved my little caro. She and I would have a good life together. Sleep stole into the room and I began to drift off into post-coital oblivion when my little darlings voice came drifting back to me. 

"Meu homem velho?" she inquired tentatively

"Yes, my love, "I mumbled. 

"Were you able to keep what they cut?"

I barely made it the bathroom. 



The First Time



I will always remember my first time. I never expected it to happen the way it did, or with who it did. I was eighteen when it happened. We had been living in Georgia for three years when my Dad decided it was time for a visit back home. We had moved from Texas when the refinery my Dad was working at decided to lay off most of the crew, which included my Dad. We moved to Georgia so that my Dad could find work. After about a year he was able to find steady work. 

I had missed Texas, though. My brother and I had been born there. We were lucky enough to have lived with in walking distance of our aunts and uncles. Being that close allowed us to spend a lot of time with them and our cousins. 

Anyway we loaded up the car for the trip and left the day after school let out for the summer. The ride as always was boring but worth it when we pulled into my aunt and uncles driveway. My aunt Elizabeth and uncle Larry have always been my favorite aunt and uncle. They have never had any kids of there own so they always spoiled all of us kids. My Dad and Larry started straight into catching up on the family stuff while my aunt talked to Mom and hugged my brother and I. 

My aunt had not changed at all since the last time I had seen her. She was still beautiful. She is 5' 9" tall with long dark hair, a firm athletic body with firm breast, which were not over large but just over a handful. I remember that when she hugged me she seemed hold me a little longer than my brother or my Mom. Before long the rest of the family arrived and we were all sitting around eating and talking. 

As it got later and the alcohol began to flow the conversation grew louder. My brother and I were hanging out with our cousins, catching up on what everyone has been up to, when I noticed that my aunt Elizabeth seemed to be watching me. When she saw that I was looking back at her she looked away. The rest of the night I would catch her looking my way but after a while I was so wrapped up in conversation that I did not think anything more about. 

The next morning Mom and Dad decided to take my brother out to see an old friend of his. Which was fine since our Dad was friends with his Dad. My uncle had to go into work so that left just my aunt and I home alone. As my parents drove off my aunt and I looked at each other and she said, "Do you want to take a dip in the pool?"

"Sounds like fun to me!" I replied. 

As my aunt made her way towards her bedroom she looked over her shoulder and said, "Get changed and I will meet you out there." I rushed into the bedroom my brother and I were staying in and dug out my swim trunks. I could feel the excitement of getting to see my aunt in a swim suit building up. She didn't usually where anything to provocative but anything that would let me see as much of her beautiful as I could was worth it. 

I quickly changed and made my way out to the backyard. My aunt and uncle had a nice large wood fenced yard with an Olympic sized in ground swimming pool. I looked around but did not see my aunt yet. I heard the sound of a door closing and looked up in time to see my aunt stepping away from the door. She held two towels in her left hand and a bottle of sunscreen in her right. She had on a light long robe that covered her to good. I could not see anything. She called out to me "You had better come get some sunscreen on, your parents wouldn't like it if you got sunburned out here." She told me to lay down on one of the loungers, which at first I thought was rather odd, but I was glad that I did. After I had laid down she sat down on the edge and set the towels down. After squirting some of the sun screen on her hand she began to rub it on my back. I had never felt my Mom rub sun screen on my back like my aunt did. She started at my shoulders, gently massaging them and then began to work her way down my back. Soon she came to the top of my trunks then she began first on my left leg, then my right.

She then told me to turn over on my back. She gently rubbed it onto my face before she gently massaged into my neck. She then worked her way down my chest to my stomach. As she was working her way down my chest I could feel my penis growing into a powerful erection. I was embarrassed as she glanced down at it but she did not say anything. As she moved from my stomach to my legs she "accidentally" brushed my erection. After she finished I stood up and started for the pool. She stopped me by asking me where did I think that I was going? It was her turn. 

She stood up and slid the robe off of her shoulders to reveal the skimpiest bikini that I had ever seen. The cloth barely covered her nipples or her clean shaven pussy. It was all that I could do to not explode in my shorts. She lay face down on the lounger and asked me what I was waiting for. I sat down next to her squirted some of the sun screen on my hand. I started at her shoulders, gently rubbing them like she had mine. She grabbed her hair and pulled it to the side then she told me not forget her neck. I started to rub her neck but the string kept getting in the way. As I moved down her back the string and knot in the back also got in the way. I made a comment about the string getting in the way so she told me to untie it. 

I could not believe it! I thought that I would never get that knot undone. She reminded me about the one at her neck so I untied it as well. I began to rub the lotion again. I began to wonder to myself just how far would she let me go before she said something. I squirted a little more of the lotion on my hands and began to work her back again. As I rubbed I let my hands move apart to either side of her back towards her breast. 

Before I realized it I had begun to rub the sides of her breasts. She did not say anything, in fact I think she was enjoying it. I lingered on her breasts for as long as I thought that I could before moving down her waist and back to her firm butt. I then moved down to her legs. I started at her thigh just below her butt and slowly made my way first her left leg then her right. 

"All done," I told her. She the rolled over on her back. I could not believe it! She had rolled over with out her top. When I said something about she told not to worry about it, that it would be our secret. So I gently rubbed the lotion on her face before working my way down to her neck. She told me not to forget her breasts. So I gently massaged the lotion on her breasts. At this point I really did think that I was going to explode in my trunks. I glanced down between her legs and noticed that the crotch of her panties were soaking wet. She was as turned on as I was!

I continued down her stomach to her legs, starting at the top of her thigh. She spread her legs for me to get her inner thigh. I then worked my way down her legs. When I was done she looked up at me and asked if I was ready for a swim. She then stood up and headed for the pool, with out her top. I followed behind her, keeping my eyes on her beautiful ass. She dove into the water and I was right behind her. 

We swam around the pool for about thirty minutes, splashing and just horsing around. After the thirty minutes she told me she was going to lay out and get some sun. She climbed out of the pool and laid down on her back on the lounger. She closed her eyes while the sun warmed and dried her off. I swam to the edge of the pool and watched her for a few minutes then got out myself. I told her that I thought that I would get some sun also. I pulled one of the other loungers next to hers and laid down. 

We lay there for about another thirty minutes just talking about little things, catching up. Finally she stood up and told me that since neither one of us was going to swim that we should go cleaned up. My heart sink. I was enjoying the view so much that I did not want it to end. She grabbed her towel and headed in. I reluctantly grabbed mine and followed. She started for the master bedroom and her bathroom while I headed for the hall bath. When she noticed the direction I was headed she gently grabbed my arm and asked me where I thought that I was going. She informed me that I had helped lotion her up and that I was going to help take it off. 

I was speechless. I could not believe my great luck. I now had hopes of seeing and touching more of my beautiful aunt. She led me back to her bathroom, hung her towel on the towel bar by the tub and told me to do the same. She then asked me to untie the string holding the bottoms of her bikini on. It took every bit of control that I had to keep my hands from shaking. I pulled on the string and the knot came loose with ease. She turned toward me slightly as they slide down her sensual legs. She let me look at her clean shaven pussy for a minute then gently pushed my chin up to where she could look into my eyes and asked me if I was going to shower with my trunks on. 

I told her that I wasn't. She told me that since I had helped her that she would help me. She hooked her index fingers on the inside of the waist band of my trunks on either side of my waist and pushed them down. When the waist band went past my penis I thought that it was going to it her in the face. She just smiled when it came free. She let my trunks fall to the floor and then turned to the shower and stepped in. She motioned for me to join her and when I did she slid the shower curtain closed. After a moment warm water was falling the both of us.

She grabbed a wash cloth and soaped it up. She then started washing me, starting at the top and working her way down. She lingered on my penis, gently rubbing around and down the length of it. When she stroked it with the cloth I could not help it, I came. I shot a load of cum that landed on her leg, followed by several more. She did not seem to mind and even pumped my penis to keep it coming. 

She just smiled and cleaned up the cum before continuing on down my legs. She rinsed the cum off of her leg and washed the cloth up before she handed it to me and told me that it was my turn. She turned her back to me when I had the cloth soaped up. I started on the back of her neck, gently rubbing the cloth across the skin of her neck. I then moved down to her left shoulder, slowly rubbing the soap onto her. I moved across her back to her right shoulder then down to the small of her back. I then knelt down and began to wash that beautiful, firm butt. I really took my time hoping that she was enjoying it. I continued down the back of her legs.

As I stood back up she turned to face me and told me it was time to do her front. I started at her shoulders and began to work my way down. When I got to her breasts I took my time, making sure that I covered every inch of them. I must have done something right as a low moan escaped her lips while I worked. When I finished with her breasts I worked my down her firm stomach towards her pubic region. I was scared that if I pushed to far that she would put an end to all of this but I had to try. As I washed her stomach I slowly moved closer and closer to her pussy. Her legs spread apart invitingly when I reached her crotch. 

I gently rubbed the wash cloth from the top of her pussy to the bottom. A louder moan escaped her lips this time. I did this several more times and was greeted with a loud moan and a wave of her juices on the cloth and my hands. I then worked my way down her inner thigh and down her legs. She then took the wash clothe from me, rinsed it out and hung it on the side of the tub. We stepped out of the shower and started to dry off with the towels she had set out for us. 

When we were both good and dry she took my hand and led me into her bedroom. My penis began to stir once again in anticipation of what I hoped would come next. She led me to the bed and told me to lay down on my back, which I did without hesitation. She then began a slow crawl up the bed, starting at my legs and working her way up. As she moved up my body her breasts rubbed against my body. As she reached my now erect penis she moved so that my penis passed between her breast. She continued on until she was face to face with me, her beautiful breast pressed against my chest. 

She seemed to hesitate for a moment, then she leaned forward just a little more and kissed me full on the mouth. Her tongue pushed between my lips and began to dance with mine. She lowered herself on to me until she was laying on top of me, my rock hard penis pushing against her stomach. After a moment she rose up and said that will not do, we need to put that somewhere. She raised herself up until she seemed to hover over me, then she began to lower herself onto my penis. Using her left hand she guided me into her gently, then slowly lowered herself until I was buried deep into her pussy. I let out a load moan of pleasure as she settled down on to me. I thought that I was going to come again just from that. 

With my penis buried deep in her she leaned forward and kissed me again. The passion between us had ignited into a bonfire. She rose up again and slowly raised herself up to where just the head of my penis was just inside of her before she slowly lowered herself down on to me again. She began to do this in a slow and steady rhythm. Not knowing what to do with my hands I began to caress her breasts, gently massaging the nipples before wrapping my hand around them and gently squeezing them. I must have been doing something right because she let out a soft moan.

She then grabbed my hand with her and moved it down to her crotch. She took it and began to rub on her clit. Taking the hint I began to rub it on my own. Her moans became louder and her movement began to get faster. I could feel the pressure building up inside of me, but I wanted her to come before me so I pushed harder as I rubbed her clit. This had the desired effect as her moans grew louder and louder until she at last screamed out in pleasure. I could feel the juices of her orgasm flow on me as the muscles of her pussy contracted on my penis. 

This was all that it took as my orgasm cut loose like a rocket inside of her. I screamed out in pleasure as I continued to come in her warm and wet pussy. My orgasm was so powerful that before I realized it I had grabbed her waist and was pulling her down on to me. I began to wonder if either of our orgasms were ever going to end as I kept on spurting my seed into her. After what seemed liked forever our orgasms ended and she fell forward onto me. She kissed me and then laid her head on my chest. I could feel my erection falling as we lay together. 

Before long we fell asleep. We were awaken a few hours later by a loud clap of thunder that seemed to shake the whole house. It seems a storm had moved in while we slept, and judging by the noise, a strong one. As my aunt sat up the phone by the bed began to ring. When my aunt answered it she found out that it was my uncle calling to tell us that he had to work late. No sooner had she set the phone down when it rang again. It was my parents calling to tell us that the storm was keeping them from going anywhere so they were just going to stay the night and be back in the morning. With a smile my aunt told me that we had the house to ourselves until morning. 

Already my penis was stirring as she looked at me with those eyes of hers and leaned forward to kiss me. Our lips met and the fire began to burn again. It did not take long for me to get rock hard again and before I knew it she was laying on her back with me laying beside her. She pulled me to her and I moved to crouch above her. She gently grabbed my penis and led me into her. I slowly pushed into her until I was buried up to the hilt. She then placed her hands on my hips and pushed me back until I was almost out of her, she then pulled me forward until I was buried deep in her again.

After a few minutes I was able to get a steady rhythm going. She moaned softly as I pumped in and out of her. With out realizing it I had started to pump her faster and faster which caused her first moan and then to scream in pleasure when she orgasm. As she orgasm her legs wrapped around me and pulled me deeper into her, which set off my own orgasm. I could feel the explosion of my seed shooting deep into her. I let out a loud moan of pleasure myself. After what seemed like forever of me shooting my cum deep into her I finally finished and rolled off of her. 

We curled up together and drifted off to sleep. When ended up spending the rest of the day and that night naked together, enjoying the pleasure of each others body. When my parents and uncle Larry came in the next morning we had just finished getting cleaned up and changing the sheets on the bed. Nothing was said about what we had done. It was our secret. After a few more days we had to leave for home, much to my disappointment. My aunt managed to catch me alone in one of the bedrooms while everyone else was loading the car and give me a very passionate kiss and a thank you for the time together.

Two month's had passed since that trip when my aunt called and told my mother the news, they were going to have a baby. It seems that my aunt and uncle were excited as they have been trying for years to have a child. I always wondered about the timing.

End 



The First Time



It was a Sunday evening in the early summer and we had decided to go for a drive out into the country. As usual we stopped for a drink at one of the local pubs, and stood at the bar, chatting to the barmaid, who we knew from previous visits. June decided to sit on one of the high bar stools while I stood by her side. I had always fancied the barmaid, she was getting on a bit, probably early fifties, but she dressed up well, and was wearing a tight black top today, showing plenty of cleavage. She also had on a short skirt and high heels with a thick platform sole. I was getting a hard on just watching her, and June knew, because she kept rubbing her leg up against me.

June was wearing a black dress, which buttoned up the front, and I moved close to her and slid my hand inside her dress. Underneath she was wearing stockings and a basque, and I ran my hand over her stocking tops and up to her pants, feeling for her cunt lips through the thin lace material. Babs, the barmaid, had finished serving someone and came back to talk to us. The bar top was quite deep so she couldn't see what I was doing, and as June and her were talking I managed to work a finger inside June's pants.

"So what are you two doing tonight?" asked Babs.

"We are going for a drive round the moors," replied June. "Perhaps have another drink somewhere. Which reminds me. I'd better pop to the loo, before we go."

I moved my hand away and June got off the bar stool and went to the ladies. I noticed Babs watching her, but then she moved away to serve someone, and then came back. 

"I like your wife's shoes. I love high heels, but they can be hard work standing in them all night." Babs leaned against the back of the bar and lifted her left leg to show me her shoe. "Do you like them?" she asked.

"Yes they are very nice. Sexy, but not very practical." I thought I'd risk a quick flirt and said, "but ok for bed?"

Babs laughed. "So where are you going tonight, a bit of courting down by the reservoir?" As she said this June came back.

"What's this about the reservoir?" she asked us both.

"Oh, it's all the talk of the village at the moment," said Babs. "All sorts of goings on at night. Couples in cars, with blokes watching."

"Really," said June. "What, couples at it? Really?" She had sat back on the bar stool and I took the opportunity to move up close to her again. I put my hand back inside her dress and realised that she had taken her pants off. I slipped a finger into her pussy as Babs came back again to carry on the conversation.

"Yes, and not just watching either. Apparently some of the blokes have been joining in with the couples." I pushed another finger into June's pussy and she caught her breath and moved slightly to open her legs.

Babs saw this, and smiled. 

"Are you too playing footsie, down there?" 

"Footsie with his fingers," said June, with a smile. She looked at the barmaid with an expression that I had seen before. I was amazed that she was being so forward, but I knew when she was sexed up. I wondered whether she'd been playing with herself in the toilet.

"I'll just get a few glasses," said Babs, and went around the pub picking up empty glasses. She put them on the bar and came to stand next to us. I moved away from June so that Babs could see my hand, still inside June's dress, still playing with her pussy.

"Jesus," Babs said. June smiled at her and opened her lips slightly, and pushed her tongue ever so slightly forward. I moved close to June again and started to frig her. Babs was right next to us, her large tits pressed against the arm that was pumping into June.

"Come back for a drink later. At closing time. We can go back to my place. Please."

Babs moved away and went back behind the bar.

"Come on John, let's go," urged June. "Let's go to the car park."

We finished our drinks and waved goodbye to Babs, and went out of the pub. When we got to the car, June turned to face me.

"God I'm on fire. Let's go and fuck.."

We drove off and down the road towards the reservoir car park. We had been there before on our nights out but it was usually busy and we preferred somewhere a bit quieter when we were having sex. We had often fantasised about putting on a show for someone but never actually found the right moment or place.

As we drove into the car park, it was still light and there were a few cars parked. June suggested that we park near the toilets, as she needed to go again, so I drove on to the end and pulled in at the side of the gents. There was just room for one car. June got out and went round to the ladies. She was back in just a few seconds and stood by my window.

"Come in to the ladies. There's no one about and all the cars have blokes in them. Come on." She walked off quickly.

I couldn't believe it, but didn't argue, and followed her round to the ladies toilet. As I got in June was leaned back against the washbasin, her dress unbuttoned, with her basque and black stockings on display. Her right hand was buried deep in her cunt as she slowly built up a rhythm and then her hand appeared and she frantically rubbed her fingers up and down against her clit.

"Shall we go back and see Babs?" She paused for a moment, watching me as I took my cock out and started to wank.

" Would you mind if I went with another woman? " She went back to rubbing her clit as she said this. "Would you mind if I let her lick my pussy. Let her put her fingers in me like this?"

June cried out and her knees buckled as her orgasm came. Her legs were wide apart and her hot juices ran out onto the toilet floor. I went over to her and felt the wetness between her legs. I loved to see her cum. She always came with a rush of pussy juice. It was sensational fucking her, to feel the hot wetness cascading over your cock.

She leant against the basin, getting back her breath. I helped her re-button her dress and suggested that we get back to the car, in case someone arrived. The coast was clear outside, and we walked back and got in the car. June lay back in the seat, her left hand pressing into her fanny.

"God, I'm on heat tonight. Are you sure about Babs? You don't mind?" As she asked me this I felt her hand come round to press against my cock. "I saw you watching her tonight. What were you thinking?"

I lay back and groaned as she released my cock from my pants and started to wank it.

"I bet you'd like her to do this wouldn't you?" As she continued to toss me off I leaned over slightly and suddenly saw someone watching us from the gent's toilet. I moved again slightly to get a better view and I could see that he had his own cock out and was wanking as he watched us.

"I bet you'd like her to wank you off while you watched me being fucked?" June continued. "Just imagine, you're in here with Babs and I'm outside. Bent over the bonnet being fucked from behind by one of the blokes in the car park."

I put my hand down to stop June, as I was near to coming, and whispered to her.

"June, do you really fancy being fucked by one of the voyeurs?" I put my hand across and undid the buttons on her dress, slipping my fingers inside to open up her pussy lips. I started to finger her as the chap stepped out of the toilet and came nearer.

"Your legs wide open, while he fucks you, and the others watch." June was moaning now, her eyes closed. 

"Just look at the size of his cock, June. He's really here, watching you. Look, outside the car"

June turned round and saw our voyeur standing right by the window. As she looked towards him, he increased the pace of his wanking. He was fairly young, mid twenties, and had a good-sized cock. June gazed at him, fascinated, as I continued to play with her fanny. 

He looked down at her greedily, his eyes taking in her firm tits encased in the black basque and then moving down to her black stockings. He leaned forward and pressed his cock against the window, and then moved his body up and down as though he was fucking the window. Then he moved back from the window, and stepped back into the toilet, still pulling at his cock. He gestured to June to come in to the toilet.

"Oh my God, he wants me to go in there," whispered June. "What shall we do?"

I was up for anything at that moment and I turned round and opened the door at my side and got out. We had talked about this while having sex but now here we were actually making my dream come true. I went round and opened June's door and helped her out of the car. Her dress was still open and she stood outside the toilet as I locked the car. I looked to my left and saw two cars parked quite near. It was dark now, but the two occupants could clearly see June. Their car doors opened and two single blokes got out and stood up watching us. I ushered June into the toilet. There was just one cubicle in there and a hand basin. It was dark but we could see our voyeur quite well. He was leaning with his back against the wall, still wanking his impressive cock. As we both looked at him, he undid the belt on his jeans and let them drop to the floor. 

I turned June around and pushed her against the wall. I took my cock out and guided it into her waiting wet fanny. Our watcher shuffled over to us, his cock just a few inches away from June. I pushed into her slowly and then pulled out again, my cock just resting inside her cunt lips. I took hold of my cock and moved it up and down, pressing against June's clit and then pushed back into her.

"Go on lad, give her a good fucking."

I looked round and saw the two blokes from the cars standing in the doorway. The one who had spoken stepped forward. He had a blanket in his hand, and put it down on the toilet floor.

"Why not make your wife a bit more comfortable? "

He moved up to us and spoke to June, "Come on love, you can lay back and relax."

June moved away from the wall, and knelt down on the blanket. Our young voyeur followed, his cock jutting out towards her face. She looked up at me, her eyes raised to ask me what to do. I just nodded to her and stepped forward, and offered her my own cock to suck. Our two other watchers came and stood behind June. As she took me in her mouth, and sucked and wanked me, they both unzipped their trousers and pulled out their cocks. One of them stepped closer and slipped June's dress off her shoulders to reveal her basque and stockings.

"Fucking hell, Pete, look at that. Come on lad, get her on the floor, and get her legs open". It was the older of the two who had spoken. June needed no encouragement and slowly lay back on the blanket. He spoke again.

"OK love, you know what to do. Lift up your legs and let's have a look at your cunt."

Without hesitating June drew her knees up and then opened her legs wide. I dropped down onto my knees in front of her, before anyone else did. I wasn't frightened of the blokes at all, but I wanted to make sure that I was in control of the action. June seemed mesmerized by the whole business and I am sure she would have let them all fuck her if I had just stood and watched.

"Now, open her up with your fingers," he said to me. "Let's see how wet she is."

The older chap then produced a small torch from his pocket. It had dropped dark now, and it was difficult to see clearly. He switched it on and shone the light onto June's fanny. She didn't wait for me, but instead started to play with herself as the torch shone on her. As she pushed her fingers in and out the wetness from her fanny juices glistened in the light.

"Go on lad, give it to her," he shouted to me.

I pushed forward and thrust my cock into June's waiting fanny. She lifted her legs up in the air and rested them on my shoulders as I fucked her. Around us in the dark our three watchers were wanking furiously. The torchlight beam moved quickly around, first shining on my cock as it slipped slowly in and out of June, then on the three other cocks in turn and then onto June's face as it contorted with each firm thrust.

I was going more slowly now, taking in the sights around me. Then stopping, and pulling my cock out so the tip just rested between June's prominent cunt lips. I looked to my right and I could see that our young voyeur was close to coming. The older chap spoke first

"He's nearly there love, why not give him a hand."

June looked up and smiled at me. She reached out her left hand and took hold of his cock, her small hand barely able to cover it. As her fingers closed around the hard shaft, our watcher gave a loud groan and his cock jerked out of her hand. His first spurt shot over June and landed on the toilet floor by the door. The second and third fell onto June's basque.

"Now it's our turn love. One hand for each of our cocks." 

I started to fuck June again as she lay back and the two old blokes moved closer to her. They were both on their knees, with their trousers and pants pulled right down. The one on the left had a long thin cock with really tight balls. His friend on the right had a short, but very thick cock and large balls, which hung down loosely. "My name's Tony," the older one said, as he got hold of June's right hand and wrapped it around his cock And this is my brother, Pete." Pete leant over June, his pendulous balls touching her tits. She put her left hand up and held him and then started to toss them both off.

They were both breathing heavily now as June pumped away at them. Tony's right hand was squeezing her tits as he bent close to her.

"If we see you in this toilet again, we are both going to fuck you. "

I humped June harder now as I could tell she was near to coming.

"Next time we see you, you'll beg us to fuck you. Won't you? Say it, you dirty cow."

June's head was back now, her eyes nearly closed. "Yes, please fuck me," she shouted as I could feel her body tense and then release as she came. Her body arched again as the hot juices flowed out of her. 

"Here's a load for you love," Pete grunted as his spunk shot over June's tits.

"And there's mine, you randy cow," said Tony as he pushed his cock up to June's face. I watched in fascination as his cock jerked in his hand and wave after wave of hot sticky cum landed on June's face and hair. As he shook the last drop on her face, he inched forward further and started to rub his cock and balls in June's face, smearing the cum into her skin. This was too much for me and I pulled out of June and leant over her, directing my own orgasm at her face, my spurts of come mixing with Tony's. 

He moved aside as I bent over June and helped her to her feet. As she stood up, streams of wet spunk ran down onto her basque. I knew that she was still sexed up, from the way she was looking at me. Tony and Pete, and our young voyeur, were still here, and I was aware of hands touching June. Feeling her tits, which had come out of the basque by now and feeling her cunt.

She put her arms round me and whispered, "I want fucking. Do you mind if they fuck me?"

I helped her over to the sink and she bent forward with both hands grasping the basin. The young lad came up behind her and fed his cock straight up her. She cried out as he banged into her, his balls slapping against her arse. After half a dozen thrusts he gave a low groan and emptied his load into her. June came again, and again, her juices gushing out onto the floor. As he pulled out, Tony shone the torch on June's fanny and you could see the thick white blobs of spunk slipping out of her.

Tony moved quickly in to take his place.

"Come and help me. Quick, hold her arse cheeks apart so we can see it going in." He gestured to us to come close and Pete and I did as we were told. June's cunt was now wide open to view, with her pretty brown arse staring out at us. He inched forward and placed his long thin cock between her fanny lips. He directed the torchlight so that we could see as he slowly fed his eight inches into June's cunt. He then pulled it out slowly and we could see every inch coated in a mixture of sperm and fanny juice.

"Does she take it up the arse?" I shook my head. It was something we had never tried.

"Let's see," he said and licking his finger, gently eased it in to her puckered hole. June squirmed and moaned.

"Yes she is tight, isn't she? But you like that don't you?" He continued pushing his finger further in." Now love, you'll have to beg me, like we said." He turned June round and pushed her to her knees. 'Beg, you slut."

June looked up at him. "Please fuck me," she whispered. 

Tony picked her up again and turned her round. "You first Pete, empty your balls into her."

Pete moved behind June and pushed his fat cock up her. The torchlight shone on them as he fucked her with short strokes, and then suddenly pulled out. Tony stepped in and took his place, feeding his own cock back into her. For 5 or 10 minutes they took it in turns to fuck her. A couple of times Tony told me to join in and I fucked her over the sink like they were doing.

It was Pete's turn now and his tempo was increasing. Tony was encouraging him to come.

"Go on fill her up." Pete's arse contracted and another pile of cum filled up my wife's cunt. Tony moved in quickly and fed his long prick into her.

"There, nice and spermy. How do you like that," he said to June, fucking her with long strokes. "You've had two lots of spunk up you already, now take this." He pushed hard into her as his spunk shot into her waiting fanny.

Tony moved away, his softening prick dripping with spunk. Without a word, he and Pete turned away and left the toilet. The young lad, who had been keeping a lookout by the door, came over and thanked us both and said he would like to see us again. I looked at my watch and saw that it was 10:30. I helped June to tidy up and reminded her that we were due back at the pub before closing time. I was looking forward to seeing Babs again and I was sure June would still be up for more fun.



The First Time



I have never in my life ever had any kind of sexual feelings for other men. That is until this one time when a situation presented itself to me and I, without much hesitation, jumped right in. Neither of us was prepared for it. But it turned out to be one of the most intense sexual experiences I ever felt.

I'm an average white hetero male about 30 years old. I have a good job in the city and a nice place in the suburbs. I did not have a girlfriend at the time, but it was not because I couldn't have one or didn't want one. I was just between girls at the time. Well this day started off like any other I went to work that day and put in my usual time with the rest of the slaves. At the end of the day I decided not to head straight for the bus but decided, instead to head down to this new nudie bar near the bus terminal. The place featured big boob stars from the world of porn each week and this week they were having one of my favorites. After a quick bite to eat at the local greasy spoon I walked over to the club paid the cover charge and headed inside. I had been to quite a few clubs in my time, but this place was something else. Every chick in the house was either a C or a D cup. My cock stood at immediate attention. Grabbing a drink I headed up stairs to the main stage and for the next hour watched Molly Mamms strut her stuff. It was towards the end of the first half-hour that I noticed this black guy on the other side, he seemed familiar to me, but could not place him. It dawned on me why he was so familiar; he rode the same bus I did every day. He always sat in back and never got off before I did. On the bus he never seemed to bother anybody. He was lean and lanky, like a basketball player, dressed usually in sports jerseys and baggy pants. He must have noticed my staring and realized who I was as well, because he smiled and pointed to the big-titted star on stage. I raised my glass and saluted, but that was the extent of our encounter the rest of the time I was at the bar.

After several more drinks I decided enough was enough. If I didn't hurry I would miss my last bus. I made it to the station and got on board. The bus was not crowded at that hour and the dozen or so passengers were in the front of the bus. I normally sat in the middle of the bus, but this night, without realizing it I sat in the back. Sitting right on the aisle so that I could see straight to the front of the bus, I slouched back into the seat and dreamed of big-titted women, slowly rubbing the hardon I still sported. The bus was getting ready to pull out when there was a knock at the window and the driver opened the door. It was none other than the black guy from the bar; he paid the driver and walked towards me. I couldn't help noticing the impressive bulge he had in his pants and the fact that he did not seem to be any underwear the way it flopped around his pants. Feeling a little uncomfortable I slid to the right as he reached the back of the bus.

"Thanks man," he said in a low voice as he slid in to the left and slouched against the window.

"No problem," I responded quietly. 

The bus pulled out of the terminal and onto the highway. The trip home was generally under an hour. For the first few minutes nothing happened, but then I heard the black guy shifting restlessly in his seat, grunting and groaning as if he were in some discomfort. When I glanced over I noticed that he was fondling his crotch a great deal, I could not see a lot but I could tell he had one hell of a hardon, just like I did. He seemed to notice me looking but did not take offense to it. He smiled and chuckled quietly.

"Man, that chick had the biggest titties I ever seen on a white girl!" He whispered, rubbing his hand up and down his prodigious bulge. " I ain't never been this hardup!"

"I-I know what you mean," I heard myself say. "I am going to be having wet dreams about her for days."

" I know I'm gonna be spankin' the monster tonight. Damn, them titties were so big they could swallow up my joint-and I'm a pretty big fella!" He laughed as he grabbed his erection through the material of his pants and lifted it up; it was quite an impressive object he was holding.

"Holy shit!" I muttered. Unconsciously I began to rub my own painful erection, which at full hardness was near eight inches. I looked down the aisle towards the driver, but the lights were out and he was too busy driving. The closest passenger was at least seven rows away from the back of the bus. I could not help myself as I watched the black guy squeeze and stroke his tremendous erection; I was unprepared for the sensations I was experiencing as I watched him. I suddenly wanted to see what his cock looked like; it was so damned big and long that I had to see it. My own cock twitched painfully in my pants as I watched the other man grope himself, yet he didn't seem to mind me watching. He grew more bold with his hands as he made the front of his pants tent out at least fifteen inches, he wrapped his hands around the base of it and squeezed, which caused the material to pull tightly around to reveal a circumference of at least three inches. I could not believe my eyes as he boldly stroked his massive boner in front of me and I could not pull my eyes away from him. 

"Ahhh, fuck it!" He finally muttered. Without any hesitation he looked at me as he reached down to the waistband and yanked his pants down past his crotch. His enormous cock sprang out suddenly, swelling out to an outstanding fifteen inches and capped by a huge helmet-shaped cap the size of a child's fist. The entire shaft was dark brown and thickly veined while covered with dark curly hair all the way down to the tremendous ballsac which seemed big enough to hold a baseball. The head of his cock was a dark purplish color and was already glistening with precum. With a sigh of relief he wrapped his left hand around the base of his unbelievable cock and proceeded to pleasure himself, stroking it slowly up and down without any thought to my sitting across from him. With his other hand he grabbed his pants and pulled them further down until they crumpled up around his ankles, then he sat back in his seat and groaned softly as he continued to spank his meat.

I sat there dumbfounded by this guy's arrogance. I knew I should have got up and sat somewhere else or even walked up and told the driver, but I didn't do either of those things. I just sat there across from him watching as he pleasured himself, I stared openly at the massive cock as his fist moved up an down, knowing I should be repulsed by it but unable to tear my eyes away from it. I realized that I wanted to touch it, as weird as that sounded I needed to know that what I was seeing was real. Maybe it had to do with the fact that all guys wanted to be carrying the kind of package this guy had, that he could impress the ladies and other guys. I shifted nervously in the seat next to him, my own hands grabbing hard at the boner in my pants. I wanted to be as bold as he was and yank open my pants, but I just couldn't. Maybe it was my Christian sensibilities; maybe it was just not the decent thing to do. But I was impressed with this guys need to relieve himself right in front of me and by the looks of things it wouldn't be long before he shot off. Suddenly he seemed to notice my interest.

"This fucking thing is curse. It gets hard at the worst times and it ain't the easiest thing to hide, is it?" He whispered hoarsely as he continued to jerk off, his eyes looking over at me in the darkness. He swiveled in his seat until his crotch was pointed at me, the long barrel of his shaft pointing at me, the nossle now thick with pre-cum. He smiled as he saw my discomfort. "That big-titted bitch has made me so horny I'll fuckin' that I don't give a damned who sees me. Did you ever see a bigger cock, man?"

I didn't respond to him. I didn't know what to say. My emotions were in turmoil as I continued to sit there with this dumb-deer-in-the-headlights stare. My eyes glued to the lewd sight of the monstrously large cock pulsing and jerking just feet away from me. I suddenly found ripping open the front of my own pants as I realized I was about to explode in my pants. I quickly fished into my trousers and yanked my eight-inch member out of my pants. Within seconds I flushed with excitement as I hosed the back of the seat in front of me with my hot cum. Suddenly the black guy next was laughing quietly as he watched me spurt all over the chair for all of three seconds. I flushed with embarrassment as my cock quickly lost much of its vigor. But what happened next quickly brought it back to full hardness.

"How would you like to feel this bad boy shoot off, man?" The black guy whispered from the corner.

I stiffened in my seat as I realized what he was proposing. "I-I'm not into that kind of thing, man."

"Well, I ain't no fag, either, brother," he said. "But that didn't stop you from whipping it out and shooting your wad all over the backseat. And you haven't stopped lookin' at my Johnson since I whipped it out. Stands to reason that only one thing got you that horny to shoot off so quickly."

"I'm not gay either, dude. I was just so excited from that girl at the bar, then seeing you whip that thing out was just too much. I couldn't hold back anymore. I'm sorry." I said, but I was still staring at his huge cock while I vigorously pumped my own. 

"Don't be sorry, dude, its just nature. I like pretty titties just like the next guy, but we ain't got any right now and I need relief. I would much prefer a pair of big titties wrapped around my dick but I wouldn't mind letting you have a feel, ain't you the least bit curious? It ain't every day you see a cock this big and right now I ain't too particular about whose touchin it. So come one over and give it a feel. Look if you touch mine then I'll touch yours."

Without realizing it I found myself sliding over to his side of the bus, I moved up beside him until our legs touched. My eyes bulged out as I stared down at the even more monstrous looking organ, which was less then a foot away from me. As much as I wanted to I could not find the courage to go the last mile and touch another man's cock. When after a few moments of indecision my black friend made the decision for me by grabbing my left hand with his right and wrapping it around his immense organ. I immediately gasped in surprise but did not pull away as the hot, silky flesh pressed against the palm of my hand, the man groaned as he felt my fingers close around his thick shaft, barely reaching a third of the way around its impressive girth. He released my hand when he realized I was not going to pull away and sat back in his chair with a deep sigh of pleasure, watching me expectantly to see what I would do. I looked down the aisle to see if we'd been discovered, but no one else seemed to notice. I released my own cock and wrapped both hands around the baseball bat of flesh, thrilled to feel it throb and pulse with power between my fingers. Even with both hands around it the dark column of flesh still rose about 10 inches into the air, slowly I started to pump the thick rod up and down, feeling the silky outer skin slide along the turgid shaft of flesh. Holding another man's cock in my hand was the most exciting thing I had ever experienced in my life, my own cock twitched and jerked between my thighs as I began to pump it more vigorously.

"Oh, yeah, man, that's it. Pump that bastard!" The black guy grunted as he squirmed in his seat, his hips started to jerk up and down, as he started to fuck my hands, "Oh goddamn that feels good. Don't that cock feel good in your hands, man?"

"Yesss, it feels really great," I whispered as I stared down at his cock, hypnotized by the single sightless eye of his pisshole staring up at me as it continued to drool with bubbly precum. My nostrils flared as the strong musky odor of his sex wafted up to me, it was a heady scent that made me lightheaded. I gripped his baseball bat even harder as my hand flew up and down its prodigious length, my fingers digging into its sides as I slowly lowered my head towards the huge glistening head. Then without even knowing or caring I dipped my mouth close to the bulbous knob and licked the blob of precum from the tip of his cock. The black man groaned deep in his throat as my tonguetip flicked across the tip, swiping the salty morsel onto my tongue and then into my mouth, my tastebuds exploded as the pungent fluid coated my tongue then rolled down my throat.

"Oh, Christ man, your really getting' into it! Don't stop now, man. Lick my huge black cock, come on, man, lick it more!" The black man grunted as he reached down to grip the back of my head, urging me to bolder action, pushing but not forcing my head closer to the head of his cock. I rewarded him with another lap of my tongue across the sensitive tip of his cock, which caused him to writhe in his seat. As I became more emboldened I rolled my tongue over the enormous head of his cock, more and more of his salty precum spewed out of his pisshole onto my tongue and down my throat. My lips were now so close to his cock that every time I pulled up on his shaft the head bumped my mouth; it was only inevitable what happened next. "Open your mouth, man, take my big dick in your mouth and suck me off!"

Without hesitation I opened my mouth and on the next upward lunge the bulbous head pushed between my lips, my black friend had to stuff his fist in his mouth to stop from crying out as my lips closed around the tip of his cocked. I slurped my mouth hungrily around the succulent piece of meat, savoring the strong manly odor of sweat, precum and piss, as my tongue swirled around and around the girth of the head until it was coated with my saliva. My fists were now vigorously working the lower half of his thickly veined shaft; milky it for all it was worth while my mouth held his cockhead firmly in place and my tongue tortured him unmercifully. I didn't even mind when he pushed my head lower, wanting me to take more of his hot meat into my mouth, so I did. I started to pump my head up and down with the rhythm of my fists, working more and more of him inside, my saliva making the going easier as it lubed the sides of the massive tube of flesh. I had to force my jaw wide open as the enormous head slid completely into my mouth, my lips slid under the thick collar of flesh at the base of the head sealing firmly around it. I gasped as I felt my black friends hand close around my cock shaft, his strong fingers gripping it tightly as he began to jerk me off.

"Oohhh, yeah, man, suck that cock! Suck my big black dick! Ohh, yeahh, suck it real good!" The black man groaned as he writhed in his seat, his ass jerking up and down as he tried to force more of himself into my mouth, his hands pushing harder against my head as I slowly allowed more and more of the fat dark meat into my mouth. "Ohhh, yeah, man, more take more. Come on, man, suck more of my big black dick! You like my big black dick, don't you? Yeah, you couldn't take your eyes off it! Now you're sucking it like a pro!" 

I said nothing, as my mouth was full of his thick, hard meat. My lips were stretched thin around the girth of his huge cock as I pumped my mouth further down his cock with each stroke until I had nearly half of his fifteen inches in my mouth. I tried to push it further, to take more of him into my mouth but the enormous head clogged the back of my throat to the point of gagging. Easing back I waited until the gagging reflex stopped then I began a steady pumping rhythm with my mouth and my hands that we both seemed to enjoy, my black friend continued to grip my head rocking it back and forth to the rhythm of his thrusting hips all the while fisting my own cock with his right hand. I couldn't believe this was happening I said to myself over and over again, this was not rational. I am not gay. I do not pickup total strangers and give them a blowjob. What in Gods name was I doing? But then the sheer sensory experience of the situation reasserted itself and I drowned in the heady aromas and tastes, my mouth salivated as his hot meat glided across my tongue and into my gullet. "Mmmmmmmmmm"

"Ohhh, yeah, man, suck it! Suck it! Ohhhh, yeah, man, suck my black meat! Suck it! SUCK IT! SUCK IT!" He hissed hoarsely in the darkness. His hips jerked wildly up and down on the seat, causing the vinyl to squeak, but not enough to disturb the other passengers, he releases my cock and placed both hands on top of my head, driving my head deeper into his crotch each time he lunged upwards. His huge balls were thumping against my chest as I leaned over him, packing my mouth with as much of his hot, dark meat as I could stand. I knew he was going to cum soon and I couldn't decide what I was going to do at the time, pull out or swallow. "Ohhhh, suck it! Suck it, man! Suck my big black dick harder! Suck my black sperm out of it you black cocksucker!"

The dirty talk was actually turning me on. I pumped my fists harder around the lower half of his column of throbbing flesh until they were a blur, forcing more of it up and into my widely stretched mouth, the corners of which were now flecked with sperm and sputum. Soon the moist sounds of flesh on flesh filled the back of the bus, occasionally punctuated by the impassioned grunts of my black friend. I could feel my throat working quickly as it swallowed more of his free flowing preseminal fluids. It was so voluminous that it coated the insides my throat, I can only wonder what kind of deluge would occur when he came. Then almost on Que. my black friend's movements became more heated and animated, his hips humping up and down in an almost rolling motion, as he gripped my head feverishly. His breath hissed softly from between his clenched teeth as he jerked and writhed in his seat. "Aaahhhhh, here it comes, man! Here it comes! Open wide! Open wide and get your first taste of real man cum! Aaahhhhhhhh!"

Before I could prepare myself for the coming deluge-it came! My mouth was suddenly filled to the brim with the velvety thickness of his hot cream. I gasped at the abrupt explosion of juices into my mouth, some of it spurted out the corners of my mouth as my black friend twisted and turned above me. With a hard gulp the thick manseed spilled down my throat and into my stomach, its pungent tanginess overwhelmed my tastebuds and before I could savor his hot sauce another wave of cum spurted from his pisshole and into my mouth. Again it took all of my efforts not to gag or vomit out his hot sperm, my throat working up and down as the thick, goopy sauce poured into my stomach, I actually feel it grow hot with the infusion of hot liquids. It was like having a firehose in my mouth that's how much sperm he was dumping into my mouth. For long minutes the black man bucked and jerked in his seat as he fucked my mouth, spewing his hot load into my mouth. Then finally it began to subside, the pulses of sperm shooting out of his cock lessened and then stopped all together. Swallowing several more times I finally felt the last globs of hot black sperm roll over my tongue and down my throat. I pulled the quickly wilting cock out of my mouth and sat back in my seat. Nobody seemed to have noticed anything.

"Thanks, man. That was alright!" He said as he hitched his pants back up and stuffed his flaccid organ back into his pants. With a sigh of contentment he settled back in his chair, a wide grin splitting his face. " I never thought I would say this, but getting a blowjob from a guy ain't so bad."

"Uh huh." I muttered as I used a handkerchief to wipe my mouth clean. I moved back towards the middle of the aisle and sat watching the road for the rest of my trip. Nothing more was said between the two of us, in fact, at one point I thought I heard him snoring. My mouth still tingled with the strong taste of his juices as the bus pulled up to my stop. As I got up from the seat I felt a tug at my pants. When I turned around my black friend was awake and holding out a piece of paper to me. I took it from him. It had a phone number on it.




The First Time



"The name is Terrence Banks. If you're ever in the mood for something different let me know, okay?" He said with a smile.

"Maybe I will," I said to him with a smile. Then I walked down the aisle and got off the bus. As it pulled away Tyrell flipped me the peace sign as the bus pulled away. 

"Maybe I will," I said to no one in particular.



The First Time



In the course of posting my journal entries I got an email from a female reader, Kelli, who told me that she was a collector too... but from the other side, as it were. We exchanged a few emails and she shared some of her experiences with me. She is a woman who flat-out loves to suck cock, so obviously I wanted to hear all about it. After reading a few of her stories, I suggested that she might consider posting some on Literotica. They were very erotic, well-written and, in my opinion, something to which Lit fans (and blow job fans) would respond favorably. 

Kelli hemmed and hawed a little bit, but eventually gave in--sort of. She agreed to write snippets of her experiences and send them to me to post for her. I believe that her stories are ones that deserve to be read by a wider audience, so naturally I agreed. (Besides, that means I get to read them all first!)

Here's her first installment, appropriately enough about her first cocksucking experience. I'm sure you're going to like it. For those of you who would like to send Kelli feedback, send it to me and I'll gladly forward it for you.

Thanks and enjoy!

AM

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The First Time

I lived on a farm and my dad was a "gentleman" farmer ...meaning he worked in the city during the day and, at night and on weekends, he did some farming. My mom also worked in the same company with my dad, so during the day I had things all to myself. 

It was on a Saturday in late May just before school let out for the summer and a bunch of us were swimming in the little creek on my farm. It was only a few weeks until my birthday and we swam and goofed around until mid-afternoon. Mostly by that time, everyone was bored and began to leave for home. They all lived in town, some three miles away. I didn't leave because my home was just a hundred yards or so from the creek. Jason's home was on the other side of the creek, also about a hundred yards away. In the end, only Jason and I remained ...he was lying on a blanket and I was sitting beside him. The talk was sporadic and meaningless until he said, "Geez, I'm bored, Kelli!"

I laughed and said, "Yeah, I know ...me, too." He chuckled and glanced at me and smiled. He was cute in his own way ...tall and slender with wavy dark hair ...but I actually liked another boy in the school, a crush, I suppose. Jason and I were just friends, nothing more. He was glancing at my breasts and it made me a bit uncomfortable, but at the same time, sort of gave me a thrill. I had small breasts, quite small at the time and they haven't grown much since! I laughed with him and looked over towards the creek and said, "Well, we could...?" 

But I didn't complete my suggestion. My head was turned towards the creek, away from him, when he interrupted me by saying, "Well, if you're bored, you could suck me off!" There was a split second of confusion on my part, but that confusion was short-lived as I turned back around. He was standing in front of me and his swimsuit was pulled down to reveal his cock within mere inches of my face! To this day, I don't know why I didn't jump up and run or scream or whatever. I simply sat there staring at his cock ...and I remember thinking how beautiful it was! I mean, I'd seen pictures of naked men and even some porno magazines of close-up pictures. But to see one in real life, so close, was extraordinary for me. And I think nothing describes my feelings or thoughts better than ...damn, it's beautiful! 

I have no idea how long I looked at it or what actually took place during that time. My memory of that incident isn't completely clear even to this day. But he moved slightly, moving his hips and slowly thrusting the long, hard cock towards me. Very softly, quietly, he said, "C'mon, Kelli, suck it, ...suck my dick." I'll never know why, but as his cock came closer, I just opened my mouth. I didn't move, but he slowly pushed his cock into my open mouth. As it slid into my mouth, I heard him moan softly, but I was much more interested in the sensations that flooded my mind. I remember the wonderful, sensual sensations on my tongue and lips as it entered my mouth. And I made a conscious effort to keep from scratching it or hurting it with my teeth by pressing against it with my lips, sort of guiding it into my mouth. Nothing that I'd ever done before gave me such intense, wonderful feelings, such fantastic sensations. As my lips and tongue explored his cock, I felt his hands and fingers caressing my head and cheek. He wasn't grabbing my head and face-fucking me, he was gentle and was caressing, not grabbing. He was also moaning softly and murmuring. I thought I heard words in the soft sounds, but as I remember, there were no sentences or understandable words ...just soft cooing sounds. 

I really don't remember how long I sucked his cock, but I surely remember how fantastic it was to do it. I was so content exploring him, tasting him, feeling the magnificent sensations flooding over my body and in my mind. For all I know, I might have sucked and licked and kissed it for hours! There was no doubt in my mind that I loved those sensations and I didn't ever want it to stop!

I certainly remember him spurting cum into my mouth, however. I knew all about guys spurting cum, but it was a distant thought in my mind as I sucked him. I was enjoying exploring that fantastic thing with my tongue and lips ...no thought was given to anything else. My first indication of his orgasm was the hot volume of fluid hitting the back of my throat and tongue. I remember it being a surprise and I pulled my lips off of the shaft a bit, but holding the head of it possessively, to provide more space in my mouth. I also gave no thought to swallowing cum or not ...I just simply swallowed it. I didn't "psycho-analyze" the situation or what I was doing or why. The simple fact that it was wonderful and fantastic was enough for me. The taste of his cum was something that I didn't much think about either, but I continued to keep my lips sealed around the head of his cock, my lips just passed the ridge, and I kept sucking and licking it inside my mouth. As I recall, he actually spurted three times, but I'm not sure. I am sure that I swallowed it and kept sucking and hoping for more and more. Delicious? Well, I don't guess that was my thinking. It was more like a wonderful sensation. The taste was something that actually came later, as I recall, of course!

In a few minutes or maybe seconds, he was moaning more loudly as I continued to suck and lick his cock. I wasn't sure what was happening to him, but I also didn't think about it much at that time ...I didn't know enough. Jason finally gave a loud moan and pulled his cock out of my mouth forcibly. I sure didn't want to let it go! But he sort of collapsed on the blanket. Well, collapse isn't the right word, actually. It was more like he folded himself slowly down like in slow motion. As he did so, he was mumbling things like, "God, Kelli, that was ...fantastic!" and "Oh, my god, Kelli..." and "Wow ...that was really great." 

I didn't really know what to say, so I didn't say anything. I just sat there looking at him and at that wonderful, beautiful cock as he lay on the blanket moaning and mumbling. His cock was limp and lying on his belly, and shiny with saliva and cum ...and it was still beautiful to me. He finally rolled his head and looked at me and grinned. "Wow! Kelli, that was really great! Thanks."

I looked at him and, not knowing what else to say or do, I smiled and said, "Geez, I don't ...well, I don't know what to say, Jason."

He chuckled and grinned. "Hey, just say you'll do it again!" Not fully understanding him, I leaned down and was going to suck it again right then and there. But he laughed and touched my shoulder, sort of pushing me away, and said, "Oh, god ...not right now! I couldn't take it again so soon." He laughed and looked at me and said, "Kelli, really, that was fantastic ...and I'd love for you to do it again. But maybe ...ahh, tomorrow?"

I won't deny that later that night, lying in bed, I had many, many thoughts racing through my mind. But there were two thoughts that constantly arose as I thought about what I'd done. First, was that I'd loved doing it and wanted to do it again and again. The other thought was that I was a cocksucker ...that's what everyone called a girl who did such things. It was a derogatory, nasty term ...and yet that's exactly what I'd become in the span of only a few hours! That bothered me ...and it bothered me enough to call him on his private telephone line and ask, beg him not to ever tell anyone what had happened. And he was the nicest guy that a girl could ever hope to be her first ...he promised sincerely that he'd never, ever say anything to anyone. He also asked me if I was still planning to see him at the creek tomorrow ...and my answer was a happy and joyful YES!

And just so you know, Jason and I went to different schools. And to make it even better for us, no one from my own school really knew anyone at Jason's school. They knew Jason only because he happened to live across the creek ...so close to me. But it being a farming area, the homes were quite widespread. I didn't realize it at the time, but that fact also kept my secret a secret. And to Jason's credit, even at his own school, none of his friends knew about us until later that year. Besides, some of those friends also became my fuck friends, too. But the secret about me really remained ...to this day, I guess.

Over that first summer, I sucked Jason off almost every day and usually two or three times a day ...sometimes more! At one time he was keeping a record, but I only recall him mentioning one time that I'd sucked him off five times in one day ...I really don't remember the numbers, only the wonderful, fantastic sensations of his cock in my mouth and his cum spurting over my tongue. 

He also talked me into fucking him. I'd held off until my birthday, as if that was some magic day or something. But after that first time, awkward and a bit painful for me, I found that I enjoyed it. Well, I enjoyed when we learned how to do it correctly! That first time, he not only broke my hymen, he laid on me with his full weight ...and I was just a little, tiny thing! We figured it out after discussing it some and figuring out doggie style. But nothing took the place of having his cock in my mouth or swallowing his cum! And really, that was true of him, too. He loved having his cock sucked and many times he agreed that it was better than intercourse. The intercourse was really something that I let him do because he liked it and I wanted to make him happy. He always used a condom, so at that time, I had no experience with cum running down my legs ...a thing that disgusts me to this day! But sucking his cock had really become a wonderful, enjoyable pastime for us. And it was something that, even then, I promised myself that I'd continue doing it and enjoying it for the rest of my life. I didn't really think that it would be with some other cock. Jason's cock was my passion, not just any cock!

I also learned to take his cock all the way down my throat--I later learned that his cock was seven and a half inches long when hard. After the first failed attempts, it slid right down my throat with only the slightest gag reflex. I've heard of women who practiced deepthroating with dildoes or such tools, but, hell, I had Jason's cock to practice with, why use a fake? He loved deepthroating, of course, and was always asking me to do it. He loved to fuck my mouth and throat and, after he finally learned not to try to kill me, we both enjoyed regularly. Men often forget that the woman has to breathe and a big cock down her throat prevents breathing! I actually love it even to this day when someone fucks my mouth, but if they aren't experienced, it can be a horrible thing! Over my life, I've taught many, many men how to fuck a woman's mouth and throat ...and it's not like most stories would have you think! Slow and easy, sensing the opening of the woman's throat and then slowly pushing it on down ...not, for god's sake, jabbing and slamming it in! A guy doing that can really hurt a woman, harm her throat terribly. 

Jason and I remained suck and fuck friends all the way through that year. Although in later days, we might be busy with other things and not see each other for days at a time, sometimes weeks. Jason had his special girlfriend and an evening job. I was a "nice girl" all through my high school and no one ever suspected a thing. But Jason and I were always good friends and his phone calls were important to me. We talked openly and honestly about everything, including sex, passion, morality, school, and anything else that might arise in the conversations. He remained a special friend to me in all ways, including casual, wonderful sex whenever either of us wanted or needed it. We were as close as a phone call away from great and wonderful and casual sex ...and mostly cocksucking, our first and foremost passion. And sucking cocks remained my first and foremost passion to this day.

(Not the end ...only the beginning!) 



The First Time



When it came time to apply to college, Stephanie and Sam made a pact. Knowing that they didn't want to be separated for 4 or more years, they applied to the same schools, and promised each other that they'd only go to one that accepted them both. When Stephanie got her acceptance letter from U of M, she didn't tell Sam, just incase he didn't get in. A week later, he got his letter as well, and they were all set. Even their majors were impossibly similar. Hers was pediatric medicine, and his was dentistry. They toured the school together, shopped together, and shared their excitement and fears about going to college.

They moved in to the dorms a week before their classes, and spent so much time together, that everyone around them just assumed that they were *together*. They even had math, literature, and Spanish classes together. As their 18th birthday came closer (they had the same birthday), they considered how to celebrate. A party in the sorority house, or the frat house, Stephanie thought. Sam had other plans in mind. He wanted to spend their birthday alone. He'd been having romantic feelings towards Stephanie for awhile, and wanted to tell her how he felt, on their special day. He told her he was starting a new tradition this year. No party. It would be just the 2 of them, sharing the day. He obsessed for weeks over how this had to be perfect. He'd been best friends with Stephanie since middle school. He had dated other girls, but he just didn't like them as much as he did Stephanie. She was the gold standard in girls, as far as he was concerned. Stephanie had dated other boys as well, but she just preferred the company of Sam. She didn't have to worry about anything when she was with him. She had recently started to wonder though, why he'd never asked her out, or tried to kiss her. She considered asking him if he was gay. But it didn't make sense. She had seen him kissing girls a few times.

When their birthday arrived, they both felt different. They were awkward and nervous, which they had never been around each other before. Stephanie was going to ask him if he was gay, but not today. She didn't want to ruin their birthday. The day that they were to share turned into a weekend at one of their favorite places, Universal Orlando. They always drove, instead of flying. They enjoyed the car ride (with at least one of their parents). This was the first time that they were going alone. Stephanie had agonized over this while she packed. Would he see her underwear? Even if just in her duffel or a drawer, this idea made her tingle with excitement. She couldn't get the idea out of her mind, and had even pictured Sam trying them on. Gladly, he hadn't seen how embarrassed she was at the thought. When they checked into their room at the Hard Rock, Sam had arranged for her favorite flowers and chocolates to be in the room. He knew he had to make his move. If he didn't, he would never know if Stephanie could ever have the same feelings for him. He also was nervous about giving her the gift he had gotten them. It was fake IDs, so that they could go to any bar or club they wanted. He'd only had 1 beer, ever, and knew that Stephanie had tried alcohol once before at a friends house.

Stephanie loved the flowers and candy that he had ordered and thought they were his birthday gift to her. She opened her bag, looking for his gift, a bottle of Eternity, his favorite cologne. Soon, she saw that it wasn't in her bag, and she must have forgotten it. She explained to him what happened, and he told her to forget it. He'd get it when they went home Sunday. Sam said he wanted to talk to her for a minute before they went down to the parks. He nervously took Stephanie's hand and told her the truth about how long he'd been feeling differently about her. How he wanted them to be lovers, as well as best friends, and asked her if she thought she might feel the same. Stephanie laughed with relief before reassuring Sam that she wasn't laughing at him. He brushed her hair out of her face, and then tentatively kissed her buttery soft lips. Stephanie closed her eyes, and kissed him back. It didn't feel like any kisses they had ever had before. It made them tingle inside, and their toes curl. Sam encircled Stephanie in his arms and kissed her deeply, finally tasting the sweetness of her mouth on his. His hand slid up her top as they kissed, and then he suddenly stopped and backed away. He apologized to Stephanie for going too fast. She told Sam it was okay. Really, she had liked feeling his hand on her, but she was embarrassed to say it. 

Feeling awkward, Sam said they should get down to Islands of Adventure, and dared Stephanie to ride The Hulk twice in a row. Hardly one to back down from a challenge, she accepted, taking his hand as they walked out. They spent the afternoon as they usually did, enjoying the rides and shows, snacking on junk food. As the sun was setting, He asked Stephanie where she'd like to eat dinner. She laughed and told Sam they should be holding a table for them at Emeril's, since it was their birthday. Of course, you can't get in there w/out a ressie, so they settled for Margaritaville. As they were being seated, they felt a little nervous about using their fake IDs for the first time. He needn't have worried. The server hardly looked at their IDs, and gladly brought them their first round of margaritas as they studied the menu. Dinner, dessert, and another margarita later, they were both feeling a little dizzy, and knew it was time to get back to their room. 

When they got back to their hotel room, while Stephanie was brushing her teeth, Sam ordered a bottle of champagne from room service. After they each had a glass, Stephanie sat on Sam's lap. She couldn't wait for him to make a move to kiss her again, so she kissed him. His hands quickly moved from around her waist, to up her top, and she pulled his t-shirt off. Sam took off Stephanie's top as they kissed, and held her close, allowing his hands to caress her breasts slowly, wanting to memorize how wonderful they felt, and how her nipples hardened at his touch. He picked her up, and carried her to the bed, laying her down gently. He laid down beside her, and began nibbling his way down her neck and shoulders, lingering on her breasts, before continuing to kiss and nibble his way down to her waist. Sam asked Stephanie if she wanted him to stop, and she said she didn't, that she wanted him to touch her, to kiss her, that she wanted to experience everything with him. He took off his own jeans before unbuttoning hers, nibbling his way down to her panties, before nibbling his way back up to her mouth. They laid there kissing, their hands exploring each others bodies for the first time. 

Sam slid off Stephanie's panties, and he stopped kissing her long enough to look at her. He'd dreamed of seeing her lying naked beside him, but never thought it could happen for real. She had imagined her first time having sex being with him too, but had always been to shy to make a move. Stephanie slipped off Sam's boxers, and stroked his cock. As she stroked him, his fingers found her pussy, already damp with excitement. He got between her legs and started nibbling up her thigh, until he finally reached her sweet spot. As he licked her twat, Stephanie explored Sam's cock. Gently squeezing his cock and balls. He could feel her excitement in his mouth as he devoured her sweet juices. He wanted to her to cum in his mouth, so as he licked her delicate lips, he slid his finger inside her. This drove Stephanie crazy, writhing under him and moaning. It didn't take her long to cum, and she wanted to return the favor. Besides, she'd always been curious what it was like to give a boy a BJ. 

She rolled over on top of him, and playfully nipped her way across his shoulders, down his chest and stomach, until finally, her lips were on his cock. Tentatively kissing it at first, as it quivered at her touch. She licked his balls, then his cock, starting at the base, and slowly licking her way up. Stephanie could tell that this was driving Sam nuts, and she wanted to know what his cum tasted like. She wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock, and swirled her tongue around it. Slowly, she moved her mouth down his stiff rod. Sliding her mouth up and down his cock drove Sam crazy, and Stephanie could taste a bit of his pre-cum on her lips. Sam stopped her, wanting them to come together. Lying beside her, he rubbed the tip of his cock up against her hot snatch, and slowly inched his cock into her. Son, he was deep inside her, their bodies moving together, writhing in heat. It didn't take long for Stephanie to cum, her juices flowing all around Sam's cock. 

Stephanie got on top of Sam, straddling him, still feeling his cock deep inside her and she wanted to make him come. She squirmed and wriggled on top of him, making him sweat, as she rode his cock and her caressed her taut nipples. As she began to ride him harder and faster, his hand searched for her clit. He rubbed her clit as she rode his cock, both of them nearing climax. She could sense him getting close, so she bent down and kissed him, her tongue searching for his as they exploded together. They fell asleep together, entwined in each others arms, exhausted and satisfied.

When Stephanie woke up the next morning, Sam was still sleeping. She quickly showered, thinking she'd have a little fun waking Sam up. She dried off and got back into bed with him. She slid under the covers and began kissing and squeezing his cock and balls. He woke up, with his cock already hard in Stephanie's mouth. He'd known he'd felt something, but thought he'd been dreaming until he opened his eyes and saw her downing him, under the covers. He writhed under her mouth, his hips grinding into her slightly, until finally, he shot his load into her mouth. Sam was eager to return the favor. He rolled on top of her and buried his fingers deep inside her. He couldn't bear to feel her wetness and not have a taste of her sweet juices. He licked her pussy and sucked her clit as he fingered her, making her come on his fingers and getting her sweetness all over his mouth. 

The sweet taste of her pussy got Sam's cock hard again, and he told her he wanted to fuck her from behind. He cupped her breasts as she got up on all fours and he slowly worked his rod into her twat. Stephanie bucked up against him, urging him to fuck her harder. Sam grabbed her by her hips and thrust his cock into her harder, faster, and deeper until they came together, collapsing on the bed, exhausted again. They never did make it back into the park that day, but then again, what kind of ride could beat that?



The First Time



How the fuck was she going to take this?

The question just wouldn't leave his mind as he watched his wife holding hands with Charlotte, craving human contact while engaged in a 'spiritual' conversation that neither would recall with anywhere near as much intensity, or clarity, once the pills and powder had worn off tomorrow morning.

Despite the euphoric optimism that Johnny ordinarily felt in these cocaine, ecstasy, ket, phet, weed and/or alcohol induced states, he just couldn't shake the feeling of trepidation he had in his mind conflicting between images of the best night of his life and Janice walking out on him forever.

It would soon be the 'moment of truth,' he knew, as he felt an involuntary twitch in his balls, (and associated sexual head rush), as he watched Charlotte put her arm around Janice as they held each other ever closer to talk still more intimately. Charlotte caught his look as she spoke to Janice and winked to him with a seductive smile as she talked. Johnny smiled his love back to her and took in the scene of the party that was going on all around him. There were around fifteen guests in the living room they inhabited, although many more people could be heard around the rest of the three storey house, but the door to this room would soon be closed and locked for the 'private party' that was by invite only, most people already understood. 

The only people he knew well here were Charlotte, who owned this old Georgian style house, and two other friends, Dan and Harry, who were Charlotte's lovers. Dan and Harry shared everything from food, to drugs, to sexual partners, but, he had to admit, Charlotte was worth sharing. She was the quintessential blonde bombshell in looks, (tall, busty, leggy and lusty), but, despite the wishful thinking of none blondes and fearful, shallow men, she was one of the most intellectually stimulating and challenging people he had ever known. It would be far too selfish to keep someone so fuckable to yourself! His wife, Janice, was really fucking horny looking too; five foot seven with a toned, hourglass figure; shapely arse, slender waist and, with her pretty pixie-like features to boot, a lot of men wanted to fuck her on sight. As he sat alone and thought of them both, together, he felt his cock begin to grow as the capillaries in his penis opened to allow blood to rush to his groin at what he hoped was a premonition of things to come. He smiled at the thought of them both naked as he looked at the couples, (and triple), in the room and felt himself fill with love at the sight of so much boundless humanity. Everyone seemed totally relaxed and very intimate- hugging and kissing; laughing and dancing to the tribal drumbeat and electronic mayhem that was just loud enough to allow private and public conversation. It was 3a.m on the Saturday morning; everyone had been partying and dancing in the clubs, but had then made their way to Charlottes to begin the weekend with real style. 

Charlotte could be described as a sexual guru, both personally and professionally, who helped a lot of dysfunctional couples keep it together as part of her freelance work as a sex and relationship counsellor. She was quite wealthy, beautiful and had access to the most pure drugs supply in the city. Anyone who sought to oppose her had several local gangsters, a hugely diverse peer group and a whole community to get through first. She was a fucking angel who almost everyone loved in some way- or, at the very least they needed her to help them feel better, and on a Friday and Saturday night Charlotte's house felt like the only place to be in the whole world. 

Even so, Johnny was pretty nervous at the thought of his first time, but these feelings would be swept aside completely if Janice was agreeable. It was a gamble, but after all they'd been through he was more than willing to take such a risk They were both living in guilty anxiety and fear of reprisal, but loved each so other intensely that they continued to do so rather than split up. Maybe the 'forever' of marriage had caused their problems, he'd often pondered, but then marriage is only the sum of its own parts, so blaming themselves more wouldn't help matters! They had both had 'affairs' in the past- sneaking around for sexual and/or emotional gratification from other people when they felt unloved and/or unsatisfied, feeling guilty, assuming that if they were doing it then the other must be too. Justifying their actions by accusing the other of something, etc, etc, etc. This was their 'last chance' though- they had talked about their problems and decided to go out and party, be free people and just be honest if either of them was 'unfaithful' and give each other a free, informed choice about their participation in the relationship rather than being in a marriage under false pretences.

Johnny knew, (and he was pretty sure Janice knew too), that they would both want to fuck other people at some point and the thought of either of them coming home after a night out feeling guilty, having to confess their 'sins' to each other and then wait for a decision about their relationship status seemed like a nightmare scenario for the sake of a shag! It would make more sense to lie, Johnny reckoned, and had decided that honesty had to come before the,...well...the CUMMING!

He'd spoken to Charlotte about his feelings on the subject and she had agreed with his prognosis. They were simply fooling themselves that they could change human nature and all they were succeeding in doing was repressing each other both emotionally and sexually with their own fears. Why not just be up front and honest about their desires? Why would two people in love deny each other fulfilment in fear of this meaning a lack of love and commitment? Charlotte had added that it had been easy for them to misunderstand such desires because they had such a strong emotional and sexual attachment. It was true, they truly loved each other and fucked like a new couple most of the time, but it just didn't seem enough ALL the time.

Charlotte was well clued up. At 35 she had been twice married, had starred in porn movies, in between these vices, and was the proud fuckee of over 200 cocks and a fair bit of pussy too. She had probably forgotten more about sex, relationships, emotions and insecurities than Johnny would ever know and her advice had been to bring Janice along to her party and 'just see what happens.' It had seemed like a great idea and exactly what he'd really wanted to do, but hadn't dared ask in fear of rejection and/or ridicule. Johnny wanted Janice to agree to consensual sex with other people, while staying together as companions in an exclusive relationship, but hadn't even realised that was what he wanted; no... needed! Charlotte had even explained that piece of self-denial for him and it made sense too. She had told him that the expectations of 'holy matrimony' and civilised respectability had rendered sexual feelings immoral over the course of time until only 'the devil' or 'perverts' indulged in such acts of self-gratification and that, consequently, the greatest inquisitors of all were now ourselves. That most people, in western culture and orthodox religions especially, subscribe to the theory that some great moral 'GOOD' guides their actions and that tempering 'temptation' is seen as a virtue and giving in to them is a sin to the point where the simple thought of the act can drive a person to guilt-ridden angst. She proposed a scenario where people would define their own moral values and where couples such as Johnny and Janice could find a way to be together AND be themselves.

'It is possible to achieve much more when people can agree what is right and wrong for themselves and not be subject to 'God' or 'Big Brother' judgement. If people wanna fuck each other then they should do it. It's nature.' She had said with finality before putting on one of her films for him to watch. She'd rubbed his balls for him while he wanked himself off over her fucking with the couple who had, just now, made to sit either side of him on the four seat couch.

The girl spoke first, her glossed lips pouted in drunken seduction and magnanimous overtures while her dark curled, ringlet hair dropped from her shoulders and hung level to her rounded tits as she leaned forward to greet him. 

'Hi gorgeous!' she said amiably with a slight jovial slur, 'Never seen you here before my darling.... You a virgin then?'

Johnny snapped out of his 'K' hole and felt a heart surge of love and lust as he gazed straight into her deep hazel eyes,

'I suppose I am,' he conceded offering his hand to her, 'I'm Johnny, pleased to meet you.'

'I'm Mandy,' she said taking his hand and putting it onto her breast, 'And this is my partner Carlos'

Johnny sighed deeply as he felt the contrasting softness of her flesh and firmness of her nipples beneath the thin cloth of her flowered vest top before turning his head toward Carlos and uttering a strained, 'Hello' to the Spanish looking dude on his left. Mandy held his palm to her tit as she sat to his right before letting go so he could introduce himself to her boyfriend.

'Nice to meet you my friend,' he said taking Johnny's outstretched hand, 'Mandy would like to break you in I think- are you ok with that?'

The question needed no answer, had Johnny, indeed, the time to answer, (other than a more than willing glance in Mandy's direction), but any reply was forgotten when Harry shouted for everyone's attention.

'Ladies and Gentlemen! I have an announcement to make, so could I have your attention please!'

The room fell into partial silence as they listened to Harry's slightly erratic voice, pitch around the large room.

'By my watch the time is 3:44 precisely and I would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone for coming tonight and making this a great night. A private party has been arranged for friends and family for the rest of today, but any people who aren't invited to stay are welcome to return for our BBQ at 7 tonight!'

Harry paused, 'God! I'm fucked!' he said breathlessly, before continuing.

'I'm about to pass two trays with a gift on for everyone- the blue is for those about to leave and the red for those who are staying. Hope you enjoy and hope to see you all later on tonight. Last orders in 15 minutes please!'

The trays were passed from Harry to others around the room. Only four people in the room took from the blue tray- all singles, 3 men and one woman, with the remaining dozen or so, awaiting the red.

The three blokes were together sharing a rolled twenty note to snort several lines of cocaine, while the woman waited, but the red tray participants were a little more methodical, snorting and taking pills almost ritualistically. Charlotte and Dan huddled around the tray and took the pills from one another's mouths as the 'singles' made their way to the doorway looking distinctly confused by what was going on.

Johnny could sense an almost tangible change in the atmosphere. The love was still there, but it felt more exclusive- more tribal. Primitive and exciting, yet civilised and calm at the same time and Johnny could feel his cock growing inside his tight jeans at the delicious sexual depravity that was going through his drugged up mind. The masks were slipping away as more guests took their leave, some were less inhibited than others, naturally, and Johnny could see that a foursome who were sat on the couch opposite- three women and one man, were already deep into foreplay. The 3 girls were sat close together- two seated side by side, with the other laid over them with her legs facing the man who kneeled on the cushion beside them; his hand was working it's way up inside her thin summer dress. It was obvious that he had his fingers inside her by the way her legs were parted for him and how she wiggled her hips to gain more penetration, but they didn't seem to care for anyone else within their bubble of lust and no wonder.

Johnny was broken from his voyeuristic trance when Janice approached him, slightly wobbly, with a confused smile on her face.

She waved a brief, but friendly, 'hello,' to Mandy and Carlos before kneeling in front of her husband.

'Are we going or staying babe?' she asked

Johnny replied in the hope that the subject would broach itself, wondering if she had any idea that he'd invited her to an orgy for swingers, fetishists and other generally open minded horny people in the hope that taking part in a fucking frenzy would heal their rifts and, for a second or two, it felt so.... WRONG! 

'Dunno. It's up to you sexy, what do you want to do?' 

Janice looked him in the eye,

'Are we invited to stay?'

The question was direct and Johnny felt that 'moment of truth' arriving,

'Yeah babe- we're invited, but I have to leave it to you if you wanna stay or not. I'm happy here and I'd love you to stay too. Should be fun!'

'Ok hon. I'm really off my head, so would you look after me?'

Mandy answered for Johnny.

'My darling?' she asked for Janice's attention. Janice turned to look to her with a smile and Mandy said to her, 'in this party we all look after each other. You are in no danger. You will find only love and pleasure here' and she took hold of Janice's hand.

Janice was clearly enchanted by the forthrightness of this beautiful Mediterranean looking woman and instantly began a conversation with her.

'Thank you!' she said in heightened tones, 'I'm Janice- it's really very nice to meet you.'

'Likewise,' replied Mandy, 'I am Mandy and this is my partner Carlos'

Janice shook hands with both and looked shocked as Carlos stole a kiss on her lips rather than her cheek, as she had anticipated.

Mandy raised an eyebrow to Janice,

'I think he likes you' she proffered as Janice blushed slightly against the backdrop of her curled auburn hair.

Johnny thought of a plan.

'Why don't I move up a bit and we can all squeeze on the couch?' he suggested.

'Ok!' said Janice, slightly unnerved by what Mandy had said and glad of the distraction from it.

Johnny squeezed up toward Mandy and left a space for Janice next to Carlos.

'That's better,' he said feeling the thighs of Janice and Mandy squeezed tight to his own, his cock still half hard, but hidden down one leg of his restrictive trousers.

Charlotte had been observing these developments and now decided it was time to lock then all in. She announced this with the introduction of some trance tunes and the simple instructions,

'The door's locked for the night now so no one is going out or coming in...yet I hope!' (Laughter at this innuendo), 'For those of you who don't know, there's a kitchen and bathroom beyond the end door, so drinks and toilet breaks are all inclusive to the party,' she paused before concluding seductively, 'The windows are covered and the room is soundproofed, so let yourselves go and have fun everyone! I know I will!'

The music was turned up to slightly above background noise as the red tray arrived at Mandy. Johnny looked at the contents of the tray and neatly lined in equal rows was a line of MDMA, an Ecstasy pill and a Viagra with a folded name card next to it. He consumed the line and pills next to his name card and glanced at the other names on the tray. 'Mandy,' 'Carlos,' 'Janice,' 'Siras,' 'Olivia,' 'Charlotte,' 'Dan,' 'Harry,' 'Amy' and 'Abbey,' they proclaimed. 5 male and 6 female participants, he really hoped his wife would agree to this! He turned to see Janice looking at the name cards too and then to the people on the sofa opposite. Johnny followed her line of sight and realised that if she had any doubt now she would have to be stark raving mad and he mentally cringed in anticipation of her reaction. The man, who he knew must be 'Siras,' had lifted up the girls' summer dress and was tonguing her clit while he fingered her. The pair sat beneath her had positioned themselves to sit on the fingers of each other's hands and used their respective spare hands to pleasure their friends. One was pushing the woman's nipples into her mouth while the other undid the buttons on Siras' flies, released his cock and began to pull on it with gusto.

Janice took a sharp intake of breath as the horniness of what she witnessed, (and what she now realised her husband was hoping for), buzzed up her spine and into her loved up psyche.' She could feel her cunt moisten more than ever now. Everything she had felt tonight suddenly made sense. Charlotte had seemed determined to talk to her from the minute they arrived, so much so that Janice had thought it a sexual approach and wondered if Johnny had arranged a threesome. She had gotten very horny at the prospect of that- despite her better judgement- but had found herself appreciating Charlotte's touch and had fought the urge to kiss her only minutes ago. All they'd done was talk about sex and relationships culminating in Charlotte asking if she'd ever had group sex before. The ecstasy had blurted out the answer before she could stop it and her juices had really started flowing as she recounted her one and only threesome, which had been very awkward and had resulted in her getting a shit fuck by a self- conscious lover while wanking the other into her mouth at the same time. She was 16 at the time and said she wished she could go back and take control to get more out of it.

'Hidden desires!' Charlotte had whispered to her, 'Just imagine what you'd do to them now!'

She had imagined. She'd imagined as she watched Johnny's hand on this Mandy girls tits and been turned on by it. She liked to watch him being flirty and horny with other people, but thought she could never go the whole way as to watch him actually fuck someone, but now she sort of wanted it. Or was it Charlotte she wanted- or Carlos? His kiss had felt nice and made her blush as she realised she wanted to take his lips full on the mouth, (and slowly down her neck, to her tits, down her stomach and then to her pussy). She wished she could swap seats with the girl opposite- she was fucking loving it and she felt her own hole widen in anticipation of some of the same. She snapped from her trance as Johnny passed her the tray of goodies and, as she took her share and passed it on to Carlos, asked her simply, with tears of love in his eyes,

'Will you stay then?'

Janice looked to her husband and put her hand between his legs to feel where she knew his hard on would be and gave him a loving squeeze, shivering her pleasure as she felt Carlos move to discard the tray and then run his fingers gently to trace their way from her thigh to her arse above the coarseness of her denim skirt,

'I'd love to stay Johnny. I've never been as horny in my whole fucking life!'

Johnny felt Mandy's hand join Janice's on his cock bulge as she leaned to kiss the couple, first Johnny and then Janice. Johnny smiled to Janice who squirmed in pleasure as she felt Carlos' fingers rub against her cunt from beneath her short skirt and knickers. She'd been so loved up that she'd barely registered the fact that he'd been rubbing her arse while hitching her skirt up and she let out an involuntary sigh as she felt his finger negotiate the thin crotch of her underwear to slide into her widening, swollen horny hole. She looked to Johnny as she rubbed him in tandem with Mandy, her face was blushed with erotic expectation and something like guilty shame at being wanked by another man in front of him, but her husbands smile of approval and kiss let her know that he had no problem with what was happening- and she was glad because she had decided to go all the way with him on this and knew she would be cumming all over before much longer. 

Janice turned closer to her husband to give Carlos greater access from behind her. He, in turn, shifted to the arm of the couch to allow her more space and lifted up her skirt to reveal her tight little arse and the thin line of her black thong as he slid his finger in and out of her with a deliberately slow rhythm that had her pushing herself back onto him wanting more. Mandy's eyes were closed tight, her brow furrowed in concentration, as she dug the nails of her right hand into the opposite arm of the couch in apparent pre-orgasmic ecstasy. Janice looked across from undoing Johnny's buttoned fly, (she knew how restricted he felt when he was all hard and horny, but trapped in the confines of denim), and saw that Mandy's legs were wide apart and Johnny was frigging her intensively with his two middle fingers slipping into her dripping wet fanny from beneath. Janice couldn't help but notice how beautiful Mandy's pussy looked, all shaven and trimmed so that her swollen lips and clit were exposed, glistening dark pink against her dark skin. Mandy, noticing her desire, smiled to her and panted seductively, 'I would love you to try me out too!' as she helped her unveil Johnny's hard on from its confines.




The First Time



Now Janice had no lesbian inclinations in general, but the thought of having sex with this woman, (and possibly Charlotte), appealed to her at the moment and so, as she lowered her mouth to take her husbands penis, she reached over and rubbed on Mandy's clit to match Johnny's finger fucking rhythm. It took a minute to get her co-ordination in order, but soon she was sucking cock, rubbing clit and riding Carlos' finger at the same time as he smothered her fanny and arse with hot mouthed caresses.

Johnny pushed himself up to meet his wife's hot mouth as it enveloped his dick. He moaned and fingered Mandy harder as the tingles of pleasure surrounded his entire groin and sent shockwaves indiscriminately around his body. Janice sucked cock like no one else- she'd even had her tongue pierced to heighten his pleasure- and watching her clit rub Mandy as he fingered her made the buzz so much better. Pure, unbridled, wanton lust mixed with drug euphoria. He was in a synthetic heaven and couldn't believe how well it had all eventually turned out. He'd been so paranoid about this sex party and now a total stranger was frigging off Janice from behind, while she sucked his cock and helped him wank off the stranger's partner. It's funny how things turn out!

Mandy began to make little whimpering noises as she began to move herself up and down on Johnny's fingers; focusing her gaze on the erotic scene opposite where Charlotte, Dan and Harry had joined the quartet on the matching couch. Harry was underneath one of the three girls while another sucked his cock from the floor with her arse in the air. Dan was penetrating her with a pink dildo that he had selected from the dozen or so sex toys that Charlotte had placed on the coffee table that was central to the two couches. Siras was still sucking on the girl in the summer dress as Charlotte helped them both undress while kissing, sucking and wanking them here and there. The scene helped Mandy get off and the sound of her cumming raised the tempo of Carlos' movements into Janice's dripping pussy and he pushed another finger into her as she gyrated for more. Janice had let go of Mandy as she climaxed and began to rub Johnny's balls as vigorously as she mouthed down on him, to which he groaned his lustful approval.

Then Charlotte, being the perfect host, then took over from Carlos to allow him to get undressed and slip a condom onto his rampant cock- so far he'd had nothing at all and he really deserved a fuck for his patience and his efforts with Janice, thought Johnny. Charlotte knelt forward to gently kiss the damp outline of Janice's exposed and enlarged labia before pulling off her thong and mini skirt to allow Carlos free access to fuck her. Janice was on the verge of cumming already, the fact of Charlottes presence had pushed her to the brink, (she never would have thought that another woman could turn her on so fucking much), and she adjusted herself onto her knees, her backside raised and the line from her bum hole to the hood of her clit slick with her juices- desperate to be sucked and fucked! Charlotte did the honours with her mouth- getting beneath to gently kiss and suck her clit, while using two fingers to penetrate her vagina and another to rub the slick rim of her bum hole. Janice moaned with a mouth full of Johnny's cock, squeezing tightly on his balls and partially inserting a finger up his arse hole in some sort of sexual retribution for the pleasure she was experiencing although Johnny only shouted out his own pleasure at this intrusion. Mandy was stood now, smiling, post orgasmic, as she got undressed. Her body was magnificent, curvaceous, toned and tanned dark by both sun and nature. She took a joint from the tray on the coffee table, lit it and passed it to Carlos after two drags, assessed the situation in front of her and straddled Johnny's face, raising one leg over the back off the couch to allow Janice head fucking space on his cock. Carlos left his smoke in the ash-tray, (he was far more interested in fucking this wonderfully sweet and horny woman than smoking weed), moved over Charlotte and Janice, holding himself up by his powerful arms to align his cock to the opened pussy angled slightly beneath him. Charlotte took hold of his sheathed cock from below, maintained her sucking but removed her fingers to guide Carlos into her. Janice removed her mouth from Johnny's cock and moaned loudly as she accommodated his entire length in one desperate thrust, while being sucked at the same time. Carlos' cock was slightly wider than Johnny's and felt rock solid as he pushed it increasingly harder into her. She felt giddy as the first waves of her impending cumming arrived, her mind reeled and stomach churned and, as she felt the powerful surge throughout her body and her cunt spasm on his fast fucking cock, she streamed into Charlottes mouth, drenching her face and neck in the process. It was the first time she'd felt relaxed enough to ejaculate and, for the first time in her life, her orgasm was complete! As she rocked back and forth onto Carlos' beautiful tool, Janice took the opportunity to raise her head to join Johnny in sucking Mandy, before returning her mouth to his cock.

'I need your cock!' said Mandy who pushed herself away from Johnny, 'Will you fuck me Carlos... while Johnny gets prepared?' then to Janice who was wanking on Johnny pushing the head and chinstrap onto her tongue piercing, 'If you don't mind, my darling?'

'No...not at all.....just give me him back later!' she replied between licks, completely satisfied for the time being.

'With pleasure my darling...you can have me too if you like?'

'Might just do that!' replied Janice totally letting go of every last inhibition she'd ever known, 'Let me know?'

'Oh yes!'

Carlos thanked Janice, then removed his Viagra hard cock from her, which Charlotte replaced with a large black vibrator once Janice stopped sucking cock, left Johnny to get ready for Mandy and sat down facing Charlotte with her legs wide open. Harry came behind Charlotte and inserted his huge cock into her as she took Janice's clitoris into her mouth and pushed the vibrator deep into her. Janice felt liberated, violated, exhilarated and incredibly horny at the same time as she fucked back onto the mouth and fake penis. She'd loved every second of this and held Mandy's hand with Carlos fucking her roughly as they lay side by side. Mandy placed the hand on her tits and Janice rubbed them for her as she came unbounded.

Johnny was sheathed and ready for Mandy now, his head span from the drug and sex induced exhilaration that he felt. He loved watching Janice be so relaxed in herself; he felt like he'd cum three or four times just from watching her while she sucked him- (he'd especially gotten off watching her cum as Carlos fucked her)- but that was the beauty of drugs. Everything is so heightened that you don't necessarily need to physically ejaculate to feel total ecstasy during sex. Every touch and movement is exquisite; the surges of pleasure that shoot from your cock and balls are projected to every ounce of your fibre- it feels like your soul is being fucked by your thoughts.

These thoughts had taken over his reality temporarily and Johnny watched, like a ghostly voyeur to his own experience, as Carlos left Mandy open legged on the couch for him to fuck and joined the group opposite to lick beneath the girl, (now naked- her thin dress relinquished long ago), who had been getting fingered and sucked from Siras, while she returned the favour and mouthed her lovers hard meat as he stood in front of her and moaned his approval at her skills in fellatio. She reached to the couch to grab a cushion, which she placed beneath Carlos' head so he could suck her without straining his neck. She looked a perfectionist, Johnny thought, but he'd never had a better cock sucker than Janice and doubted she would be as good, but was shaken from these thoughts as Mandy took hold of his rigid penis and guided him to be seated on the couch- Mandy then sat down backwards onto his cock with her feet perched on the cushions either side of him for extra buoyancy and passed Johnny a slim-line vibrator and asked breathlessly,

'Put that on my arsehole, Johnny my love, but don't penetrate until I ask you to'

Johnny replied as best he could that he understood, but was mesmerised and almost speechless at the sight of her beautiful, shapely arse as she bounced up and down on his cock- her knees pulled up to her shoulders, putting one hand on the arm of the couch for balance, the other scratching at her own bum cheeks. The shockwaves of pleasure made him shake from their power as Johnny placed the vibrator onto the rim of her bum hole and she went wild- screaming that she was cumming, begging God and the Devil to fuck her and finally,

'Put it in me you gorgeous fucker! I want it up my arse!'

Johnny obliged and despite all of the drugs and alcohol he'd consumed felt his cock widen as he relinquished his load into the sheath at the sheer horniness of this woman. Mandy sensed his orgasm approaching and pounded frantically down on him- each time pushing the vibrator further up her arse in the process- and how she squealed with delight as she shafted his length to its climax, finally falling forward onto the floor exhausted; a heap of giggles, erotic expletives and compliments.

Johnny turned to see that Janice had been watching them while wanking herself with the vibrator, (Charlotte had lost the ability to concentrate on giving Janice her mouth following a multiple orgasm thanks mainly to Harry's eight and a half inch cock pumping away into her for the several minutes it had taken Johnny to spunk his load), and Johnny fought a feeling of strange embarrassment at what she'd witnessed until she said to him,

'I want you!' as she removed the vibrator and unsheathed his cock.

She lay back and pulled her legs up to her shoulders to fully expose herself to him, swollen, fucked and sucked... and gagging for more. Johnny wasted no time, first pressing the length of his still solid cock from her clit and over both her holes, his balls fitting snugly between her wet cheeks, then sliding it down to press his knob hard against her bum hole and then sliding it up again into her pussy. This nearly always made her cum instantly and this was no exception as, with her senses heightened, she hit the roof in spontaneous orgasm, putting her hand beneath herself to grab onto his scrotum and slide a finger up her own arse to finish it off. She shuddered to a more relaxed posture as Johnny continued to fuck into her, feeling that he had experienced her orgasm for himself. His perception was fluid with the watery flow of the orgasm- everything sounded in echoes- the fuck grunts and laughter, the moaning and sighs; detached yet part of his heart and mind forever. Johnny thought to himself, 

'Your love is a transient entity that seeks out soul mates and makes connections on an ethereal level that a none drugged mind cannot easily experience; a shortcut to the oblivion of utopia, which is forgotten when you fall to a polar opposite level of none reality when the substance wears off. A lot more people than you think are willing to take both experiences rather than remain in a state of the mundane: people have always done this and probably always will.'

A distant question brought him from his theoretical philosophising,

'Would you like to watch me have sex with Mandy?'

Johnny looked into his wife's eyes, his cock swelling more at the thought of this as he continued to slide into her, his mind exploding with colours and his heart rate hitting maximum at the offer that had overtaken his thoughts. His mouth responded,

'I swear to God, I fucking love you!'

'Is that a yes then?' she smiled, 'you'll have to stop fucking me then and be a voyeur for a while.'

Johnny slowed his pace as he anticipated taking his cock out of her in exchange for a more visual pleasure. A lesbian show with two stunning stars!

Mandy laid next to Janice on the couch and they began to kiss and touch each other intimately as Johnny knelt between them and the coffee table and pulled on his cock with one hand and smoked a spliff with the other.

'Are you a girl on girl virgin?' Mandy asked Janice as she kissed her neck and pushed her forearm firmly between her legs to allow her to rub herself off on it. Janine wrenched her hips violently against Mandy's arm and replied,

'Not for long I hope!'

'I'll see to that my love' Mandy promised and rained kisses and nibbles and sucks to her tits as she adjusted her position to insert three fingers into her wide and wet vagina. Janice writhed around as Mandy worked her mouth to her bikini line and began to kiss down her pubic mound toward her clitoris. Janice felt Mandy's breath on her labia and clit and began to climax just as Mandy got her tongue to her. She reached out and grabbed Johnny's cock, pulling him toward her mouth, while pushing Mandy's head, so she would suck down on her harder, as she let go onto her face. Mandy giggled as Janice moaned onto Johnny's cock once more. Carlos rejoined the three at this point, his cock partially limp after eventually cumming into one of the girls he had dutifully sucked off, but was still mostly erect with the drugs he'd taken and proposed to Johnny,

'So..do we do a show for the girls?'

Johnny's heart skipped a beat, time stood still, the music and fuck sounds left the air around him and part of his brain realised its own ignorance at not considering this possibility despite wanting to witness female homosexuality. It was a common heterosexual male hypocrisy that was obviously a moot point to Carlos. Having sex with a man would have no significance to his sexuality, Johnny knew. He also knew that it would have an incredible bearing on his own self-concept and he was suddenly afraid and ashamed of his own double standards, but decided to just see what happened if he was honest.

'I'm not sure Carlos,' he said quietly, 'I'm not sure if I could have sex with a man- I'm not gay or even bi-curious.'

Carlos' reply was merciless,

'Really? You seemed 'bi-curious' a second ago watching their show for you. What's the difference?'

'That felt spontaneous though man. I....I just feel pressured a bit,' 

Johnny knew his argument was weak and his loved up feeling went on hold for the moment. It felt ridiculous having a semi-confrontation with a guy with a semi-erection and him standing out like a flagpole, naked at a sex party!

'I asked you a question man! No pressure at all. You brought the issue up Johnny,'

Carlos was stern, but put his arm around Johnny as Charlotte, Janice and Mandy joined the discussion.

Charlotte was her usual coy self with Johnny- she knew his insecurities very well.

'Are you being homophobic?'

She reached down and held his hard-on to emphasise that it was his cock that she was addressing.

'Now you be a good boy!' she said, her eyes smiling into his, 'I think you'd benefit from the experience. How about you just do oral?'

Janine spoke before he had chance to voice any protestations,

'I'd like to watch you Johnny, the same way you watched me.'

'It's only fair,' giggled Mandy, bringing an involuntary smile to Johnny's face.

'Have a seat' ordered Carlos smiling too.

Resigned to his gay fate Johnny shifted, self consciously, from the floor to the centre of the couch, Janine sat to his left and Mandy to his right. Charlotte stood behind him and rubbed his shoulders to relax him as Carlos knelt between his legs. The other half of the orgy gathered around to watch with interest following the interruption to their fuck.

Janine and Mandy stroked and kissed Johnny's chest as Carlos took hold of his cock firmly, sending spasms from his balls, along his perineum to his arse and a lovely tingling up his spine, which stayed in his skull. His stomach had butterflies as he fought against the pleasure he felt.

'Just relax Johnny,' said Charlotte stroking his brow, 'Enjoy it. We are'

Johnny looked down to Carlos who winked at him seductively and said gently,

'Let me suck you for a little while, so the girls can watch'

Johnny's cock flinched visibly at these words and the women giggled again,

'I think he liked that,' said Janice and held his balls tightly as Carlos took him into his mouth.

Johnny felt a tongue piercing against the head of his cock and he instinctively pushed toward it, moving his arse up off the couch. Mandy slid her hand under him and searched for his hole, penetrating him an inch on doing so. Carlos withdrew for a second and stuck his tongue out to show Johnny his double piercing, smiling and returning to the job at hand.

Once Carlos had found his pace, Charlotte, horny at the sight of Johnny and Carlos, moved to kiss Janice and the pair of them began to fondle each other passionately before rolling to the floor to mouth each other with Charlotte straddled over Janice's face as she licked, kissed and fingered between her legs. Dan and Harry took a dildo each to help them get off- slowly eased them into the women's respective pussy holes, their hard-on's ready and willing if needed. Harry was seeing to Janice's wide on and she looked down to look at his huge cock and wondered if she could take it. She wanted to- she'd never had anything that HUGE. It was thick, veined, with a 4- inch circumference and at 8 ½ inches long; a true monster- and she wanted it badly. She asked Charlotte if she minded Harry fucking her while she still sucked her.

'Not at all you horny thing.' came her reply, then to Harry, 'Harry? Will you fuck Janice while I suck on her clit? She really wants to try out your brute!'

Harry obliged by putting two throw cushions under Janine's arse, as she arched her back, to elevate her to the point where she could be fucked without his movements constricting Charlotte's position. Janine moaned out loud as his cock stretched her cunt and slowly slid up inside of her. Charlotte offered them both some guidance from her own experience with Harry's oversized tool,

'Stay still for a while Janice, I'll guide him until his cock starts at your g-spot and just hits your cervix with each fuck stroke. It's absolutely beautiful- you'll be cumming for fucking hours, believe me!'

Janice loved this dirty talk and remained still, her mind in horny heaven, as she felt Charlotte slowly guide Harry's cock in and out of her, holding him tight at times and sucking down hard on her rock hard bud until Janice felt the length that Charlotte had described. His bulbous knob end pushed into her g-spot at it's fullest withdrawal and brought the delightfully erotic impact of striking the limit to her womb at it's deepest, and he still had an inch or so to spare and this Charlotte held firm, rubbing her thumb on his scrotum to help him on his way. Janine clawed into Charlottes back and arse as her cum built up totally uncontrollably. Dan, enthused by all of this, dropped the vibrator and pushed himself into Charlotte and Janice moaned at the sight of them fucking above her while she was fucked from below them. This was easily the best a cock had ever felt to her physically, but she would have probably hated the idea only hours ago. Now she felt enlightened and wanted to experience as much as possible- and she licked up at Dan's cock and Charlottes clit as they fucked making them both moan out loud as she came once again. She was so glad Johnny had arranged this for her- she'd had almost half the people in the room in some way or other, three blokes and two women and felt a sense of equality at seeing her man being sucked off by another man who'd fucked her already. Maybe he wasn't the hypocrite she'd thought he was previously.

Meanwhile Mandy had taken hold of Johnny's balls as he watched this, was finger fucking his bum while Carlos gave him head. The girl who'd worn the summer dress had decided to take a break and sat next to Johnny and began a conversation.




The First Time



'Hi, I'm Olivia, pleased to meet you,' she said extending her hand, which Johnny took, shakily, into his own.

'Hello- I'm Johnny. Nice to meet you too. It looked like you were having...um...oh..fuck...fun with your friends,' he said in strained erratic tones as his cock got a good seeing too.

'Oh! I always do! I love being fucked and I love meeting new people. I hope we can fuck sometime, in fact, but probably not tonight. Your cock looks very nice'

Johnny was finding it very hard to concentrate on what she was saying now, between the pleasure and the conflict in his mind- oh and the vast quantities of drugs he'd consumed- so it took a second for her following question to sink in,

'So. Is this your first gay blow-job then?' then, 'That looks very nice too!'

Johnny felt a bit startled by the forwardness of her quire, but managed,

'Yes. It is my first and, yes...oh...it is nice, but I'm finding this very hard to, oh, relax or accept'

Olivia asked him another question,

'What does it feel like? Is it different on your cock to a woman?'

Johnny focused on what he was feeling from Carlos' really fucking horny mouth and felt his balls loosen as he began to feel his cum rise and he stuttered,

'It f...uh..feels fucking great. The...oh...lips are a bit rougher, but it feels more...OH... assure..d. Oh! Erm, yeah, his tongues pierced, which is um..great, oh man! And Mandy's being lovely on my balls and arrgh..arse...oh, fucking hell!'

Olivia kissed him deeply in his tension as he felt his spunk rise from his testes to his cock end. Carlos, sensing this, withdrew his mouth and wanked the cock aggresively up toward its owners stomach. He released it all over his belly and chest as Mandy put on the squeeze and pushed her finger harder into him. Johnny felt his arse tighten against Mandy's finger as he felt the pain of release along his prostate.

When he had calmed from his orgasm he returned his gaze to Olivia, then to Mandy, then Carlos,

'Thank you,' he said, 'That was a nice experience!'

'Told you so,' mocked Charlotte between panting, looking up from Janice's cunt and Harry's cock momentarily. Janice lay below, in silent euphoria, as the monster penis pushed slowly in and out of her; watching Carlos and Johnny intently between sporadically sucking Charlotte's clit as Dan fucked into her from behind. She reached up to squeeze Dan's balls as he pushed his cock into her and he grunted with delight as he shot his cum into Charlotte at her added touch. Johnny wondered if she'd been watching all the time, as he'd had his eyes closed in heterosexual denial for most of the blow job, and he instantly became horny again. His cock stiffening and his mind focusing on his wife and Charlotte, but first he had to clarify something. He looked to Carlos,

'Does this mean I have to suck your cock now?'

Carlos smiled mischievously at Johnny,

'No way man! I'm not gay you know?' and burst out laughing, with Mandy and Olivia joining in. Johnny felt annoyed, briefly, but then saw the joke at his own expense. They had broken down his prejudices in the cleverest of ways; prejudices that Johnny didn't even believe that he had. He was glad, or at least his cock was, and he finished the night with Janice, Charlotte and Harry in a private room, to allow his wife to experience more of Harry and he, Charlotte. He came twice more as they helped suck, fuck and wank the girls to orgasm after orgasm. It was the perfect end to their first sex party.

The party came to a close at 8 a.m. when people were tired, well fucked and well happy. Some stayed on to sleep, then party at the barbeque, but Johnny and Janice decided to leave and go home to talk. They held hands, kissed and giggled the whole three miles that they had opted to walk, watching the city come to life as they floated through a semi-reality somewhere between unconditional love and detached insanity until they got to their house.

Once inside they showered, made a bed up in the living room, shared several joints, while talking about their experiences and agreed the boundaries to this newfound freedom that they shared. They talked for hours and reassured each other over any remaining insecurities that they had, before giving each other slow oral sex and holding each other tightly as they made love until they came together; and as they fell asleep in each others arms Johnny felt, for the first time in years, that they truly were meant for one another.



The First Time



Vicki and I were sitting on the deck watching the sunset and the boats go by after cleaning the house and finishing our chores. Vicki brought two more beers and handed one to me.

"I love our house," she said "thanks for all the work in the yard, its looking great!"

"No problem, I like to make our house look better." I commented after taking a long drink of the cold beer she had given me.

We sat for quite some time in silence. Enjoying the scenery and each others company.

After finishing my beer, I asked, "What are we gonna do with the rest of our night?" hoping she would say she wanted to go inside for some overdue lovemaking.

Vicki asked me, "You wanna shoot some pool?"

"Sure" I replied.

So we threw away the empties and headed in from the deck. Just as we were about to go downstairs, the doorbell rang. I opened it to welcome my buddy Dave in.

"Hey Dave," I said as I closed the door behind him, "want a beer?"

"Sure Norm, I need one" he answered.

"What's up?" Vicki asked.

So I went and got beers from the fridge as Dave started to tell us about the trouble he was having with his girlfriend. He finally had enough of her fiascos and told her to move out earlier that day.

I felt sorry for him but I knew he had done the right thing. She was not the best companion for him at all. Dave and I had worked together for a short while and had become friends. Vicki and I had them over for barbecues and boat rides but that was about all we did together. They were a little younger than us and our friendship was just that " friends."

We sat and talked for a while, telling Dave not to worry. We had a few more beers and just sort of relaxed and shot the shit for a while. Dave seemed to be loosening up, because the look on his face softened after his third beer.

Vicki spoke up, "I thought we were gonna shoot some pool?"

I looked at Dave "Wanna shoot a few racks?"

"Yeah," he replied "but there's three of us, we gonna switch off or play cutthroat?"

"We can just alternate for starters and see where we go from there," I added.

We went downstairs and Vicki and I uncovered the pool table. I called first rack and started to gather the balls from the pockets. Vicki put the cover away and asked Dave to get more beers from upstairs. Vicki broke and Dave came back with three more "cold ones."

We played pool for two hours or so, alternating players and then playing some cutthroat. The beers were tasting great and you could tell we were getting a little drunk because the games of pool were lasting a lot longer than before. On top of that Vicki was starting to flirt with Dave, and she started flashing her tits in the pockets we were shooting at to throw us off. It was working because I was getting turned on and it looked like Dave was too.

Vicki went upstairs and Dave and I shot some pool while she was getting beers. She had been gone for quite a while and when she came downstairs she had two beers and a tall mixed drink. "That's the end of the beer, so we are gonna have to drink Long Island Ice Teas."

"That's fine" I answered as I cracked the top of my beer, "is that ok with you Dave?"

"Fine with me," he replied "but if I drink much more I better plan on crashing here, I'm getting kinda wasted."

"Perfectly fine with me," Vicki said with a gleam in her eye. A gleam that I had never seen before.

I noticed that Vicki was in rare form tonight. I could have sworn she put on some make-up when she was upstairs mixing her Long Island and getting the last few beers. She looked marvelous.

At 5'-2", she was having a real hard time with some of the shots where she had to stretch across the 8' pool table. Her exquisite 38D breasts were braless. Taking the bra off to be more comfortable and have quicker access to flash them to either of us while we were shooting. Her having permanent hard nipples made it very plain to see them jutting against the material of her shirt. She was really flirting hard with Dave now and really putting on a show for the two of us. She was trying to stretch real far for a shot and ask Dave to help her, something about holding her from behind so she didn't lose her balance or something. When Dave got behind her to hold her hips, I saw how she rubbed her ass into his crotch. She was coming onto him right in front of me! She flubbed the shot and sank the 8 ball out of turn.

"Aw shit," she cried out.

"I win again," Dave shouted.

Then Vicki says, "Let's play strip pool."

"You fine with that Dave?" I asked.

"Sure, I'm game," came his rather quick reply, while he was smiling from ear to ear.

Vicki said she needed another drink and saw that our last beers were gone too. So she ran upstairs and started mixing three fresh Long Islands.

When she came back we established a set of rules to coincide with the rules of cutthroat, something to the fact of upon losing you had to lose one article of clothing. So a shirt, a pair of pants, a pair of socks, shoes, underwear were all considered one article. Vicki said it wasn't fair because she already took off her bra, so she insisted that we take off our shoes. Dave and I agreed to this and lost the sneakers. We also added if you scratch you have to lose an article too.

We told Vicki she could break, and the games began. We played "strip pool" for about 45 min. until Dave was naked. That's when I thought we were done. Boy was I wrong! Vicki said the game isn't over until everyone was naked, all we had to do was "perform a favor" if you were already naked. So we continued to play.

Vicki was the next one naked, and I was down to my boxers. Dave was shooting and he scratched.

"Shit" he said, "now what?"

Vicki looked at me like I should know the answer, which I didn't. So I shrugged my shoulders and winked at her.

She must have read my mind. She curled one finger toward Dave, signaling him to come closer.

"Kiss me," she said in a husky, sultry voice.

Poor Dave looked at me like a timid little school boy.

"Its her favor," I said "go ahead, pay the piper."

Dave kissed her on the lips. Not just a peck but a nice gentle kiss. I watched as his hand slid over her hip as he kissed her. It definitely got Vicki's motor running, when they broke off the kiss I could see fire in her eyes.

I ended up naked on the next shot. So now we were all naked, nothing to give away clothing-wise so from here on out it was favors for everyone.

Vicki had to dish out the next favor, so I told her to kiss me. She kissed me with such passion I could tell she was extremely horny. While we kissed she grabbed my hand and lifted it to her left tit, never breaking our kiss. I couldn't see Dave but I know he was watching like a hawk. We finally broke the kiss and continued with the game.

Dave lost and had to dole out a favor. Vicki didn't waste any time demanding that he suck her tits. She looked to me for approval, which I gave immediately with another little wink.

Dave moved over to her and bent down slightly to suck in one of her always hard nipples. As he suckled her nipple she looked right at me the whole time with lust in her gaze. I went over to the other side of her and started tongue kissing her. While I did she started moaning, so I ran my hand down her body and slipped it between her legs. Her pussy was soaking wet and she broke our kiss and moaned loud as I rubbed her wet pussy.

Dave was licking and sucking her nipple while fondling her other tit and rubbing her back with his other hand. I followed suit, Vicki was in heaven, I could see it in her face, she had four hands all over her, one of which was now inserting a middle finger into her soaking wet pussy as far as it could in this position, while I kissed her deeply between gasps and moans.

Vicki moved somewhat abruptly and took each of us by the hand and started leading us toward the stairs. We quitely followed, and I took advantage of my position behind her.

With my free hand I grabbed her ass as she led us upstairs, and slid it between her legs as she climbed, just briefly but she liked it.

Jokingly she said,"Can't you wait thirty seconds, Geez."

We all laughed as she led us into the bedroom and flopped down on the bed. Dave walked up to the side of the bed where Vicki had moved herself up to rest her head on the pillows. He presented his half hard cock to Vicki. She grabbed him and pulled him up on the bed by his member. He kneeled next to her so all she had to do was turn her head and take him in her mouth.

She began greedily slurping his cock into her mouth while moaning as I rubbed her pussy and clit. I could tell she was already close to an orgasm because her upraised knees were shaking and quivering. I rubbed her clit with my thumb as I inserted two fingers inside her, slowly sliding them in and out of her. I couldn't believe how wet she was, she was wetter than ever before, her pussy made sloppy noises with each stroke of my fingers. She started to moan out loud with Dave's cock still in her mouth, she was groaning a deep growl as she started to come. Her hips started to counter my fingering and she started to buck like she was fucking underneath me. She pulled Dave's cock out of her mouth to squeal in delight as her powerful orgasm rocked her body. She continued to stroke Dave's cock as I bent down and started licked her steaming hot cunt. She pushed my head down with her free hand to prevent me from licking her clit. I know this because after a powerful orgasm she is just too sensitive there. She used her hand to urge me upright so I could insert my now rock hard cock into her. When Vicki has an orgasm its the most arousing thing for me. She is so vocal when she comes I know the neighbors can hear her.

I got myself into position and slowly slid my cock in. She must have needed it really bad because she thrust her hips against me so I was totally inside of her. She wasn't getting anywhere with Dave's cock though, he must have had too much to drink because he was only half hard. It didn't take long for me to reach my point of release watching her suck Dave's cock really had me ready. I started to fuck her faster and harder the way she really likes it. This had her cumming again almost instantly, and her orgasm triggered mine the way it almost always does.

I started to feel my cock twitch inside of her and I let out a moan as I started to spray her pussy walls with long jets of cum. I tried to stay upright but I was exhausted. That orgasm had me shaking like I was naked on the North Pole. I laid down next to her and watched as she tried to get Dave hard. She wanted more!

I told Dave that I wanted her to give me head for a while. Dave was fine with that. He went down on her right then and there, right after I came inside her! I watched Vicki sucking my cock as Dave lapped at her cum filled pussy.

He raised his head and said something to the fact that I really filled her up. I don't know why but this got me turned on! I was getting hard again as Vicki worked her beautiful mouth over my cock. I looked down at her sucking me off and that with Vicki's urging grunts and groans was all it took.

I started to shoot another load down her throat which she swallowed as fast as she got it.

After that Dave tried to roll on a condom but couldn't seem to get it to stay on long enough to get inside Vicki. We laid on the bed and went to sleep or passed out, who knows which.

When I woke up the next morning Dave had his head between Vicki's legs and was giving her a great deal of pleasure with his oral abilities. Vicki was gently stroking me, trying to get me to wake up. I was awake now. I switched with Dave and got on top of her. It doesn't take long for me to cum in a morning sex session so in no time at all I was having an orgasm while watching Vicki give Dave another blowjob.

After failing to get anywhere with Dave we got up and made coffee and sent Dave off late to work. It was a night that started out a whole new chapter in our lives, which I will be glad to share with you in future stories!



The First Time



She entered the bar where he was sitting at the counter, drinking cognac. When he noticed her, he quickly downed his drink and got up to move. His movements were a bit unsteady. She put her hand on his arm to stop him, and asked him where he was going. He just looked at her, a combination of self-loathing and shame (at her seeing him drowning his sorrows in a glass most likely), and walked off towards the bathroom. She admired the smooth line of his back and ass (the curve of his spine and ass was heaven unbound and unparalleled), and turned to the bartender with her sexiest smile. He immediately asked her what she wanted, and she reached into her pocket and pulled out the money she'd gotten earlier from pawning her engagement ring. Peeling off a hundred dollar bill, she placed it onto the counter, and asked for the "Out of Order" sign for the bathroom. He look amused, but handed it to her. She then proceeded to peel off another five bills, all hundreds. She held them in front of him, and told him that the bathroom was off-limits until they both came out. He nodded, and she took the sign.

She placed the sign on the handle, and went in. She scanned the room quickly (not hard -- there was a toilet, a sink, and a mirror), and closed the door, turning the lock behind her. He was at the sink, rinsing his face with cool water, when he turned and saw her.

He told her to go, and she refused. He asked her to go, and she again refused. When he tried to move her, she held her ground, and told him that they weren't leaving until he admitted he was crazy about her. After a few useless arguments, he admitted that hell, yeah, he was, but he wasn't stupid enough to do anything about it. He called her all sorts of names -- foolish, crazy, insane, but all it did was heighten their awareness of each other. Without warning, he pulled her into his arms. His lips descended onto hers furiously and angrily, but the anger only lasted a moment. Soon there was passion in every brush of his lips on hers. He traced her lips with his tongue, half-expecting her to pull away. He certainly didn't expect her to open her mouth and begin using her tongue to explore HIS mouth.

Without thinking of where they were (his mind was on other matters), he stopped trying to pull her away from the door and pushed her up against it while he used one hand to hold her head, and began using the other one to cup her breast. When she leaned into him, he took it the next step and began unbuttoning her blouse. To his surprise, she wasn't wearing a bra (which was something he should have realised while he was caressing her breasts through a silk shirt).

She pressed against him, and was startled to feel her bare chest against his bare chest. Somewhere, she must have unbuttoned his shirt, although she could not recall doing so. When he lowered his head to begin suckling at her breasts, she used one hand to burrow through his silken hair and hold it to her, while using the other one to explore his neck and shoulders, alternately sliding in, over and under the shirt he still half-wore.

She moved closer to him, and was pleasantly surprised to find he was rock-hard and ready for her. She began to pull away from the door, and edge him closer to the sink, which was waist-high (for him, anyways). She pulled his head back up to hers, and this time she initiated a kiss that was at the same time both brutal and tender. Following her obvious leading, he leaned her back against the ceramic glass sink. The cold ceramic against through the silk of her shirt caused her already taut nipples to go diamond-hard. When her hands went to the fly of his jeans he tried to brush them away, and would have told her that now was neither the time nor the place, but she silenced him with yet another kiss. Then it was her turn. She ducked her head slightly (not having to do so much because her nose was dead-on with his collarbone), and did to his nipples what he had done to hers. She heard him suck his breath in when she bit down lightly on one of them, and his mind was so preoccupied with what she was doing to his chest that he didn't notice her hands unzipping his fly. By the time he came back to his senses (for a moment anyways), his jeans were already half-way down his thighs.

He would have pulled back even then, but then she reached down the front of his boxers and was holding onto him with her hands. She explored him with her hands until she heard him curse, and slide his hands up under the short skirt she wore. She knew he would be pleasantly surprised to realise she wore nothing under the skirt.

That was the finishing point for him. He lifted her, with his hands under her ass, and set her on the sink. He allowed her to push his boxers down just far enough for him to be fully extended. Only for a moment was she frightened -- she hadn't gone this far in her head, and hadn't realised how big it would actually be. But she allowed the feeling to sweep her along, and opened her legs wider to accomodate him.

He barely entered her when both their worlds exploded. It seemed that the events that had taken place beforehand had made sure that they wouldn't take very long to be completely fulfilled. He immediately felt the shame at having taken her for their first time in the bathroom of a bar, but when he would have pulled out of her and turned away, she quickly used her long legs to wrap them around his waist and keep him inside of her.

She was smiling a Cheshire cat smile of pure satisfaction. He was astonished to realise that he was already growing hard again. This time their passion was a little slower, but it was still fire all the way. This time when they reached their passion, he could hear the mewling sounds she made deep in her throat, and all shame was erased at the thought that he had pleased her so much that -- when they were finished and he had, exhausted, allowed his head to drop and rest against her neck -- she let her head fall back, and he heard the contented purring sound coming from deep within her throat.



The First Time



"I want a deeper relationship than just sex!" Cheral exploded. "But I want sex too!" she exclaimed in exasperation.

Cheral's relationship with Sneddy had begun a couple of months earlier under the shadow of her involvement with another man. Cheral had met Chris through an Internet dating site but he was not delivering the goods. Sure he wanted sex but that's not hard to find for a single woman with a foxy look and the kind of breasts that stand out in a crowd! No. Cheral wanted more... a great sex life and an emotional connection; how hard could it be? Then she answered an email from Sneddy.

Snedrag Tserof, the son of Russian migrants, had met Cheral through the same dating website but Sneddy, as she had affectionately named him, was different! On their first date Sneddy had looked into Cheral's eyes and felt the stirring in his loins that told him he should lean across the small café table and kiss Cheral's inviting lips. But Sneddy was old school: sure he'd spent years working on cruise ships around the world and he'd had his fair share of pussy but at heart he was a romantic. This time he wanted the full Monte -- sure he wanted to fuck her, but he wanted more besides. Years of one night stands had told Sneddy that there had to be more than just the sex. But there had to be sex too!!

"I know what you want Cheral!" Sneddy replied. Sneddy was through being the gentleman admirer. He slowly but resolutely walked up behind her as she sat contemplating their earlier conversation. Gently turning her head towards him he kissed her; electricity surged through his body together with the blood that rushed to his dick. He wanted her.

Cheral responded, moving to engage Sneddy's kiss. She knew. She stood up and they embraced fully for the first time. Emboldened by her response Sneddy continued to explore her mouth with his tongue and Cheral eagerly responded in kind. As they stood locked together Sneddy slowly moved his hand down stroking her cleavage and gently cupping her left breast in his hand. After weeks of sneaking a peak at those magnificent breasts he finally had his hands on them!

Sneddy broke free of her lips just long enough to guide her down the steps of the deck to the house. Inside he had left the air-conditioning running; the hot tropical nights were bad enough but if sex were on the cards the humidity could be intolerable without the air-conditioner. The cool air struck Cheral as she came through the sliding door. Her nipples hardened under her cotton dress which only served to encourage Sneddy's advance. He took her by the hand and led her to the bedroom.

Sneddy took one look at Cheral standing in the dim light of the wall lights in his room and decided he had to have her NOW. Ripping the shirt over his head and dropping his shorts to the floor Sneddy stood naked in front her. Cheral, no less eager, dropped her summer dress to the floor she was ready for him. No, she was more than ready! Sneddy wasted no time in pulling her down to join him on the bed. They kissed for what seemed like ages... the nervousness of the first time! Then Sneddy could hold back no more clumsily making his move he felt like an ill-informed Labrador but nonetheless he moved his hand to her willing pussy. God she was wet! Caught in a dilemma; wanting to fuck her for all he was worth he also wanted to taste her juices. His dick won out; sliding into her for the very first time he started to move back and forth, slowly at first than more quickly, more desperately!

"Oh God Cheral you feel good!" he gasped as he pounded into her.

But she didn't hear him. Cheral was in her own world. She could feel his cock thrusting in and out brushing her pubic hair, through the lips of her wet pussy and deep inside her but at the same time she was unaware of the details as the wave of pleasure enveloped her mind and body.

"Fuck me!" she demanded.

Sneddy could hold back no more. He shot his load deep inside her; could he be any deeper inside her? Pulling down on her shoulders, his cock buried deep inside her as the spasms of his erection shot his seed into her.

"Oh God" Sneddy wasn't religious but it seemed an appropriate exclamation! "I'm sorry." he said, knowing he had come too soon.

"It's okay honey." Cheral said reassuringly. But it wasn't; she wasn't through with him yet! "Honey... that was great... I don't want to stop." She said in a tone that Sneddy knew meant he wasn't about to sleep anytime soon.

Exhausted but turned on by her horniness Sneddy kissed Cheral, first on the lips, then he slowly moved down her body. Her nipples were still hard and he paused to enjoy licking and nibbling them. But Sneddy had a mission... he wanted to know the taste of her pussy! Slowly teasing her with his tongue Sneddy positioned himself between her thighs, her pussy still glistening, was right in front of his face just a tongue's length away. Nibbling her inner thigh he began to stroke her pussy lips with his tongue. Gently at first, barely feeling the hairs brushing the tip of his tongue; then a little deeper, tasting her juices for the first time! Back and forth, back and forth, he teased her pussy lips with his tongue. Then without warning he plunged his face into her lips desperate to immerse himself in her juices.

Cheral gasped and moaned as the relentless attack continued unabated. She'd been filled with his cum and now he was inside her with his tongue, thrusting in and out like a mini dick; one with an incredible feeling! At last she began to feel her climax coming. Her legs were both weak and like rods of iron as she sensed her orgasm grow. Then like the waves hitting a beach it happened, crashing over her she was in near ecstasy. Cheral let out a cry, tears welled in her eyes and she laughed all at the same instant.

Cheral had made her emotional connection with Sneddy some time ago and now she had the sex to go with it! "This could be the beginning of something special." she said as she nestled into Sneddy's hairy chest.

"Yes!" he replied, thankful that at last he might just be allowed to sleep a while. 



The First Time



Some are going to read the title and think this story is about losing virginity. Instead it is about the first time that I got Terry fucked by another man. Truthfully it turned into a small gangbang, but now I am getting ahead of myself.

I should begin, though, with a description of Terry I suppose. Terry is 28, 5'8", 35C tits, and rounded curves in that wonderful hourglass shape. She works out every other day, so she's not bulked up or a hard body but she is well toned. She has shoulder-length blonde hair, hazel eyes, and a smile that lights up the room when she flashes it.

Terry is also almost terminally shy. Considering how good she looks, and how much I enjoy showing her off, this was an obstacle to be overcome from the beginning. Considering how much I love seeing my lovers' faces in the throws of passion – and occasionally getting sloppy seconds – it was something of a disappointment too. One on one though, Terry was a sexual creature and when she found out about my kinks, she agreed that if we could ever get her past that shyness, she would not mind. Like I said, it was a challenge.

At first I just tried to get her to dress in some revealing clothes when we would go out. After nearly a year, the best I got her to do was wear a few low cut tank-tops with shorts. Oh that was frustrating for me, but we clicked so well in every other way there was no way I was going to let her reluctance end things. It did leave me wondering if that side of my sexual adventurousness was at an end though.

I have no idea why it occurred to me, but it finally did, that she had agreed to go along with my getting her fucked by another man if I could get past her shyness. As I also said, she did have a certain level of adventurousness, so I had gotten her worked up in public before, when we were where "no one could see." All of which led to the formation of a plan.

Two months after the thought occurred to me, we were planning on being at a science fiction convention in another state. If you have ever been to one of these conventions you are aware that a fair amount of sex goes on behind the scenes. I decided to take advantage of that. We had our own room after all; we were in another state, and so there was little issue with someone back home finding things out. The setup was perfect.

For the first day I let things go no further than an aggressive and large amount of sex between ourselves. In fact we did not leave the room the day we arrived, but we were there a day early so it did not matter. I did push her boundaries a little by ordering a pizza for supper. I did not tell Terry though, and in the thirty minutes I made sure that we had just finished a heated round of sex, kicked the blankets off the bed, and made sure they were across the room. Get them knotted up and it is amazing how far they will fly. Anyway we are cuddling in the afterglow when there is a knock on the door. Before she can move, I am at the door, opening it, and inviting the guy in. Terry dove for the covers, but then just squeaked and flattened out on her stomach. The end result is that the delivery guy still got a definite eye full of Terry's gorgeous body. That is as far as things went though, but I am still betting the guy considered it a good tip.

Amazingly it did end up loosening Terry up, which just fell right in with my plan. How did it loosen her up? For the first time ever she agreed to go braless under one of those tank tops. I was stunned, but also ecstatic!

So there we were on the second day, the first of the convention, and Terry was going braless under a low-cut tank. I was in heaven. I also took shameless advantage of the situation. Every chance I got I caressed her tits, pinched her nipples through the top, rubbed her ass, and pressed against her back to rub my hard cock over her ass too. All of which I knew would be driving her crazy. It was a perfect scenario.

What Terry did not know is that I was watching the guys that really started looking her over. When I finally saw one that was about my build and size, I slipped away from Terry, and made my way over to the guy.

The conversation was short and to the point. I asked if he liked what he saw, asked if he would like the chance to fuck her, and then arranged a meeting time outside our room. Yes, I was going to be a bastard. After the conversation though, the guy turned up nearby several more times, not that I could blame him, especially when I started making sure he could see when I would grope her and make her react. Two more hours and I think they were both about to pop.

It was Terry that brought things to a head, almost on schedule. I was pressed up behind her, rolling both nipples with my fingers. She was worked up enough to be moaning at this and finally husked into my ear, "If you don't stop, we're going to have to leave for the room so you can fuck my brains out."

I just smiled and whispered back and whispered, "What do you think the point has been?" She moaned, turned to stare into my eyes, and licked her lips. "Go up to the room, strip, turn out all the lights and draw the curtains, and start using your toy. You can't cum though. I want you hot and ready to cum the moment my cock rams into you." Her eyes closed and I could see her shiver, but she nodded. It was similar to a game we had played before, so she took off without me, figuring I would be behind her in a few minutes.

Five minutes after she left, I went up to the room too. Sure enough, the "friend" I had made was waiting outside the room. Before I opened the door I went over the rules. First, he had to be bare. She would be tipped off if a condom was used and I did not want her knowing it was not me fucking her until he was buried in her to his balls. Two, do not expect it to happen again. All of which he agreed to readily.

With that, I slid in the keycard and let him in. The moment the door opened we could hear that Terry was more than ready. She was moaning and panting loudly, "Oh god! Oh god! Please!" No one was there and she was still begging with the need for release. I just smiled and waited for the sound I knew would be coming. Why sound? Because she was a good girl and the lights were out. It was dark in that room.

Then she made the sound that I had been waiting on: that low throaty groan that told me a cock had just drilled her. I had only heard it when it was my cock sinking into her body, which made it all the more wonderful to hear now that I was not...otherwise occupied myself. Anyway, I was just about to press into the room and flip on the lights when the first unexpected event for me occurred: two guys showed up. Colin, the "friend," had told them what was going on and they had come by to see if they could get in on things. For a second I got angry, but then did a mental shrug and said, "What the hell?"

"Sure," was my reply as I pushed open the door fully and flipped on the light. The timing could not have been better. Terry was screaming and panting in the throws of a hard orgasm. Which meant even with the shock of the lights coming on, there was no way she was going to stop riding the cock that was in her.

The sight was amazing. Terry's favorite position when she is really horny is doggie. So there she was on her hands and knees on the bed, Colin behind her gripping her hips so he could pull her back into each savage thrust he gave her. Her eyes widened when she saw me, so I know it registered in her mind that someone else's cock was fucking the hell out of her, but she just could not care at that moment.

The other two guys were already stripping down. About the time Colin shot the first load of cum into her pussy, there were three more naked guys ready to go. I moved off toward her head and told her, "Turn your ass for the next." Still moaning and shuddering in the aftermath of an intense orgasm, Terry did not hesitate.

She swung her ass around to point toward the other two guys and then dropped her head down to gobble up my cock. Colin was stretched out watching the rest of us while one of his buddies moved in behind Terry and sank his cock into her. I will say that none of them were as thick as I am, but this guy was probably an inch or two longer, and it was an amazing feeling to have my cock down her throat as she started to shudder and moan as he forced his full length into her. She whimpered softly, so I know he bottomed her out, but she was still grinding back onto him. She wanted more.

I watched as his cock started pistoning in and out of my lover. I figure he lasted for five thrusts, and he still lasted longer than I did. Even while pouring my cum down Terry's throat, I saw the guy about the pull out and quickly reached around to grab his hips and jerk him back into her as deep as he could go. I held them together like that, making sure his seed shot all over her cervix. My own softening cock was driven down her throat because of it and she moaned in another orgasm at the feel of hot sperm spewing inside her.

When I pulled out of her mouth, Terry grabbed my hand and pulled me down to whisper fiercely and excitedly in my ear, "God! You're letting them cum in me!"

I smiled as the second guy to fuck her pulled out and whispered back, "All three of them in your pussy...everyone but me. I'm going to keep cumming in your mouth. Now turn to let the third mount and breed you."

As unnerved as pretty Terry was at having three strangers fill her cunt with sperm, she also showed how exciting it was to her by immediately repositioning with a groan and shudder so the third guy could shove his cock into her pussy. He too came quickly. What guy would not be excited as hell by seeing a gorgeous woman having the hell pounded out of her pussy? He also tried to pull out, but I had moved where I could see every movement of his cock in and out of Terry. I moved in behind him, grabbed her hips and pressed him forward. "Everybody cums in her pussy the first time," I announced and Terry groaned like a wanton whore. I was in heaven I have to say. I moved back from the guy to let him finish his business in Terry and found a chair.

All three or our new friends needed some recharging time, but they did not leave Terry alone, and pretty much forgot that I was in the room. She writhed and moaned for them as their hands, fingers and mouths roamed and explored every part of her. Her tits were kneaded, nipples twisted and sucked. They even kissed her fiercely which did excite a little jealousy in me, but that is part of the experience too.

When I saw that the guys had started to recover, their cocks finally starting to get hard again, I said loudly enough to be heard over the moans, "I want to see her double penetrated." Terry stared at me in horror, but the guys were already moving. One guy was on his back and the other two moved her over him and before she could protest they had impaled her on him. She shuddered and still tried to fight free, but by this time she was held in place and one of the others was moving in behind her.

Now Terry and I had had some furious fuck sessions while discussing the idea of having her double-penetrated. The idea would have her screaming and riding me like a wild woman. This is why I even suggested it: it seemed something she at least wanted to try. Talk of it certainly sent her into frenzy.

That said, I thought at first that I had made a mistake. When the guy behind her started pushing his cock into her ass, she screeched, and not in the good way. Concerned I stepped forward and said, "Guys, careful! She's not done this before!" They were excited and clearly just wanted to get at fucking the hell out of Terry, but they winced and nodded, slowing down.

Terry was panting and whimpering, "It hurts. Oh god it hurts." I moved closer and leaned down to whisper, "You want them to stop then?"

She clearly thought about it, but then shook her head and gasped, "Let them get all the way in at least." I nodded and proceeded to watch as the guy in her ass slowly eased the rest of his cock into her tight ass.

I started to leave it at that, but had another brainstorm. Leaning down I whispered into the guy under her, fucking her pussy, "Fuck her. Start slow, but get faster." The change was pretty dramatic. Terry gasped when the cock in her pussy started moving in and out of her again, but then gave a groan that had nothing of pain in it. As the guy below her started picking up speed, her body reacted and in just a minute or so she was starting to rock with him.

There was no way for her to do that without fucking herself on the cock in her ass too. She alternated between those moans of ecstasy and those of pain, but as the guy fucking her picked up speed, so did she. Finally the cock in her ass started fucking her too. How could he not? The pace picked up further and Terry started throwing her head about and hissing, "God it hurts, but it feels so damn good! Never felt this full!" That cut off in a moan after which she announced, "Fuck me! Oh god make me cum!"

Being the perfect gentlemen that they were, they obliged. With a good rhythm both started pumping their cocks into her. I moved back to my chair and as I did the guy I had actually invited moved to Terry's face and shoved his cock into her open mouth. She gobbled him up and for the next five minutes I got to watch as my girlfriend was quite thoroughly used in all three holes.

As often happens, all four of them came at about the same time. Terry's noises were muffled thanks to the cock in her mouth, but she told me later that it was incredible feeling all three cocks suddenly swell and start flooding her with sperm. She loved it!

Sadly, she threatened my life if I set anything like that up in what remained of the convention. She also admitted later that she was not sure if she could do that again as she was still shy. Not that I stopped trying to convince her mind you, and I have to say she got much more daring about what she would wear out afterward, and as you can imagine, she came around to my way of thinking after awhile.



The First Time



I've been waiting for the better part of a century for this moment. I've dreamt, imagined and fantasized about it. How many long nights have I lain awake in the throes of pleasure? Pleasure I've given myself while thinking of pleasuring her. But no longer.

She finally let me taste her nectar. She let me know her body fully. Our bodies meshed and souls entwined. The sweetness of her flesh still lingering on my lips. In the past when I would try to touch her intimately, she would brush my hand away. But last night it was my sweet Dravona who touched me.

We were embraced, kissing softly. Her hand traveled to my breast, gently cupping its form. The other hand caressing my leather clad upper thigh, so close to my nethers. I shivered slightly in excitement and she shied away. I grabbed her close and kissed her deeply. She returned her hands to my body.

With one hand I undid the top buckle on my leather harness. As the straps fell, my breasts were exposed, Dravona gasped slightly. She hesitantly touched my bare skin. A soft finger circling my nipple. My own hands moved to hitch up the many layers of her robes. She gasped again as I found her bare skin.

My hand slid up her thigh, discovering that she was wearing no undergarments as my fingers reached her moistening sex. Her hand taking a firmer grasp on my breast as I trailed along the soft lips. My finger gently parted them and began to explore. I found her clit and circled it with one finger. My other hand moving to Dravona's breast.

She was moaning softly, causing desire to stir in my loins. But my own desire meant nothing, all I wanted to do was please her. Dravona abruptly stood and I looked at her with concern in my eyes. But before I could ask, her hands flew to her shoulders and with a swift motion she undid the ties, her robes dropping to her ankles. My eyes widening as I took in her form. Her breasts, perfect, her hips curved so gently.

She motioned for me to stand and so I did. She turned me around and undid the remaining buckles on the harness I wore, she let it fall to the ground. As she did I unlaced my leather breeches and shimmied out of them.

For a moment we just be held each other and then we moved together. We just held each other, our naked bodies soft against each other. Our lips met and as we kissed I guided her back onto the bed. Our hands exploring each other's bodies. Her's caressing my back, my own returning to her nethers. I gently caressed it for a moment, and then entered her with two fingers.

She drew in a quick breath, and I pulled back and before I could ask Dravona if she was alright, her hand was on my dripping sex. She ran fingers along my slit, the tips just inside. I gently pumped and twirled my own fingers within her canal. Her fingers found my clit and gently circled it before sliding them into me.

The two of us penetrating on another, our fingers flying within each other. Pumping, twirling, faster and faster. She was the first to peak and as she did I moved my fingers to her clit and played with it. She continued to pump her fingers deep within my sex. I was approaching my own orgasm when she gently pushed me back so I was reclining. As she did, her beautiful nethers were beyond my reach.

She gave me the softest of smiles and then gave each of my nipples a kiss. Then, she buried her face between my legs, one hand parting my sex. Her tongue firmly circling my clit, her fingers still inside me. I peaked, but she continued. My orgasm driving her on.

Her tongue moving faster, her fingers pumping harder. She was relentless. Her other hand had moved to her own sex and she vigorously rubbed her own clit. The sight of this brought me to my second orgasm. I lifted her face and kissed her deeply.

As we pulled away, she smiled at me hungrily. I began to kiss my way down her body. I stopped at her breasts and circled each nipple before continuing to her nethers. I licked around it before using two fingers to spread her lips and then plunged my tongue into her canal. I circled her clit, lapped the length of her sex and drove my tongue inside her. Her soft moans became near screams of pleasure and as she came, she pulled me by the hair so tight into her nethers I could scarcely breathe.

Panting she lifted my face and smiled at me once more. No words spoken, we kissed again and then lay down for what I thought would be then night.



The First Time



Well, at last you have decided that you want to learn how to fist, and that you want me to teach you. You have realised that without a little pain, there's no gain! You are understandably a bit nervous, but you know I can be trusted not to do you any lasting harm, that I'm not a complete monster.

The secret, as I have said before, is in trust, arousal and LUBE.... You know I can arouse you already, and you see no reason not to trust me. The lube, I will bring to the party.

I arrive at your place early in the evening. I have brought an imported bottle of rose wine with me and you put it in the freezer to chill it quickly. I catch you to me and kiss you hungrily, hugging you tightly - you return my kiss eagerly. We break the clinch and you ask me, "What's in the bag?"

"All in good time!" I reply, teasing you. I kick the little bag under the couch, and we relax on to it together, with me slightly underneath you. We kiss again, and my hand finds its way up under your blouse to tweak your left nipple - you don't wear a bra when you know I'm visiting. You really enjoy having your nipples played with, the harder the better, and soon you are moaning in heat.

"Get undressed, darling!" I whisper in your ear, and you rapidly oblige, standing up and practically tearing off your clothes. I remove my shirt while you are stripping, and you return to lie against me again, completely naked. Your pussy presses against my thigh and I can feel your wetness through the fabric of my jeans.

I prop myself on my left elbow and you naturally roll onto your back. I take your left nipple in my teeth, nipping gently, and you gasp. I run my right hand up your right thigh to your groin, and you automatically part your legs and bend your knees to let me get at you. I find you so slippery that I wonder if you have wet yourself. Your hands go around me, one in my hair and one against the middle of my shoulderblades. You pull me against your breasts, and I swap from one to the other and back again, licking, sucking and biting you. You gasp with a mixture of pleasure and pain, and your legs part even further as my fingers start to penetrate your wet sex.

I frig you with my fingertips, playing with the bud of clit that hardens at my touch. It isn't many more minutes before you come, arching your back, pulling me to you, clamping your thighs around my hand.

Again we break our clinch, gently, with kisses, and I get up to retrieve the wine and two glasses. We sit close together, touching at hip and shoulder, my arm around you, as we sip our drinks. You ask me about my day, and I tell you briefly, then ask you about yours. You tell me that you have the day off tomorrow, so you can sleep in. I don't but I say I might just sleep in anyway.

We pass a happy forty minutes or so, refilling our glasses, until the wine has all gone. We are both feeling mellow and relaxed, you more than me, because you have already enjoyed an orgasm. I don't mind though, I'm happy to wait, to draw things out as long as I can. Unlike you, once I have come, I can't do it again quickly, especially now I am advancing in years.

We lie on the couch again, together, and I lower myself until my lips brush your belly. I kiss my way down to your clit and there I stay, licking, sucking, nibbling. You pull my head down to your groin using both hands, and you moan. With my right hand, I feel inside you with two, then three fingers- you are wetter than ever. I feel the time has come to try something out of your comfort zone.

I cast around and find the empty wine bottle -- it is one of the long-necked variety with a conical neck. Gently, I introduce the neck into your vagina - you don't notice straight away. The bottle neck is long, nearly eight and a half inches from the mouth to where it stops flaring out. At the mouth, it is only about an inch in diameter, which is probably why you haven't noticed - my fingers are larger. At the body of the bottle, however, it is three inches across, or ten inches in circumference, and about four and a half inches long.

I gently slide four or five inches of the bottle into you, pushing into you then pulling back a little. By now, the bottle neck is about two inches across where it enters you and you have noticed at last. Your right hand leaves the back of my head and explores down to where the bottle is doing its work. "Wow!" you say.

"Do you like it?" I ask, raising my head. "How does it feel?" You think about it for a few seconds.

"It feels good! It is definitely big and very hard -- there's no give. But it's a good feeling, for sure."

"Think you could take more of it?"

"I'm sure I could try, especially if you keep your mouth busy, lover...."

So, for the next quarter hour or so, I keep my mouth busy. Little by little, the bottle gets slid deeper and deeper into you, never too fast or too hard, always just at the limit of what I feel you can cope with, always with a little bit of pressure to stretch you gently. You come three or four times during this process. Finally, all of the conical section of the bottle is inside you and the parallel part has begun to go in, but there's no more room lengthways inside you.... You are very turned on indeed, however, and are keen to do more.

"Put it in big end first!" you tell me. 

I'm all for that, as you can well imagine. I'm concerned that you aren't subjected to any more discomfort than necessary, though, so I retrieve my little bag from under the couch. One of my treasures is a tube of KY and I liberally anoint you and the base of the bottle with dollops of Johnson & Johnson's finest. You giggle because the goo is cold. I offer the base of the bottle up to your by now distended labia, and with a bit of wiggling, it slides inside you quite easily -- and keeps on sliding in, until probably about six inches of it are inside you and your labia have begun to close around the conical section again. You gasp a little, but say that you are good when I ask you.

I frig you with the bottle for what seems like hours, but is probably only ten minutes or thereabouts. To begin with, you find it difficult -- it is very hard and unforgiving and you are tender. You quickly learn to relax and enjoy it though, especially when I start to use my tongue on you again. You have another incredibly powerful orgasm and ask me to stop while you recover. I go to take the bottle out but you say no, leave it in me.

I just love to see you lying there, with the bottle neck protruding from your glistening labia. If I look closely, I can see that it is jerking slightly in time with your heartbeat. I caress your labia gently where they close around the bottle -- they feel smooth and slippery -- so very sexy. You look like a goddess to me and I tell you so. You tell me not to play the fool, but I can tell you are pleased. I ask if you are comfortable and you tell me that you are -- you feel a bit "full" but it's not an unpleasant sensation.

I ask if you are ready to try my hand yet? You say yes, why not? 

"Just take it slow...." I promise that I will and you say not too slow, though, laughing. I gently pull out the bottle -- your pussy gapes open a little. You say you now feel empty and hollow.... I anoint you again with the KY, and put a generous quantity on the fingers of my right hand. I have no trouble putting three fingers in you up to my knuckles, so I make it four and still have no trouble. I rub your clit with my thumb and I feel little twitches and spasms from your vaginal muscles. I ask how you are and you say fine, don't stop now.

I rub more KY onto my knuckles and the ball of my thumb. I fold my thumb across the palm of my hand and into the hollow formed by my fingers, so my hand is in the duck-bill shape that is easiest to insert. I slide all my fingers and thumb gently into you, all the way to the knuckles. I can feel some resistance now. I start to gently pump my fingers in and out of you, pushing slightly harder and harder each time. You start to gasp, and your right hand comes down to your pussy and you start to rub your clit -- hard. I take this for encouragement and push a little harder. I am making slow but steady progress now, and a little more of my hand is entering you each time I push.

Suddenly, your left hand shoots to my right wrist which you grasp in an iron grip. I think that you are going to pull my hand out of your pussy, but you do the complete opposite and pull me into you, urgently and firmly. You are gasping loudly now, your right hand still busy on your clit. I go with you, pushing inside you at your urging, and within thirty seconds, my knuckles pass inside you and my right hand is in your pussy to the wrist. You scream out loud and come simultaneously, your vaginal muscles spasming and clamping hard enough onto my hand to be painful.

As the tremors subside, I leave my hand absolutely still inside you -- I know that any movement will be extremely intense for you. You need time to become accustomed to the sensation, and for your muscles to relax again after your mammoth orgasm. Eventually, you tug experimentally at my wrist to try to remove my hand from you. I tell you it will be better if you bear down and push me loose, rather than if I pull free. You do as I suggest and within a minute or so, my hand emerges from your tender and sensitive pussy.

"I want you to fuck me now," you say. I don't need telling twice and tear off my jeans and underwear. I have an erection I could cut glass with. I enter you so smoothly and easily and bury myself to the hilt inside you. I feel as though I am filling every cubic inch of your pussy. Your legs wrap around my thighs and buttocks and your arms around my back, and you draw me deeper into you.

"That was amazing!" you say. "I want to do it again real soon -- but not tonight, OK?"



The First Time



I look into her beautiful eyes as she sips red wine from her glass, holding my hand while she rubs the exposed top of her foot against my ankle. I meet her gaze as she polishes off her dinner, the toe of her high heel shoe lifting up my pant-leg. Tonight is the night. 

The waiter brings the cheque as she finishes her glass of wine, not once breaking eye contact. I pull her pretty grey shawl over her lightly tanned shoulders and take her by the hip, holding her close with her arm behind my back. She clasps my hand the whole drive home, never parting her luscious lips for a single word. 

As soon as we step foot into my dimly lit apartment, the door swings shut from the bottom of her sexy black high heel. We lock lips while I throw off her shawl and back her onto the bed, passionately kissing, her hands pulling my head and shoulder into her warm embrace.

I kick off my shoes and kneel down beside the bed in front of her, unbuckling and letting her high heels drop to the floor, holding her ankles and kissing the tops of her lovely feet as she sits up and pulls off my shirt. 

I stand before her, running my fingers through her soft, delicate hair, her hands unzipping and pulling down my pants. She lightly rubs and squeezes my growing penis before pulling down my underwear and revealing my hard cock. 

A smile appears across her face, one hand holding the base of my cock with the other on my hip as she tenderly breathes on my penis, then runs her incredible tongue up and down my shaft. She encases the head of my penis with her moist lips, pushing her tongue against my tip while I brush her hair out of her face, pulling the back of her head toward me as her lips inch farther and farther down my shaft. Her hands pull on the back of my thighs, my cock all the way down her throat, her nose nuzzling my freshly trimmed pubic hair before she moves her head back and forth, her hair held up in a ponytail by my hands. 

Her lips part from my engorged penis as she stands up, kissing me as I slip the stunning black dress off her shoulders, unbuttoning her lace bra and throwing it on the floor as she lies down on the bed. 

I kneel over her between her legs, licking her supple breasts before gently sucking on her hard nipples, her hands rubbing my shoulders and neck while she purrs. I back up and pull her shiny black, silk panties off her legs and lie down on my stomach.

I rub her clean-cut pubic hair with my lips, resting my arms on her thighs with my hands on her hips as I lightly kiss the lips of her flawless pussy. I spread her outer lips with the fingers of my right hand, slowly forcing my tongue between her inner vaginal lips, trying to get as deep into her pussy as I could, backing up to her lips then deep inside, going faster as her moans become louder. I flick the hood of her clitoris with the tip of my tongue, first lightly, then hard until her clit peeks out of it's hood. I roll her clitoris over and over with my tongue, gently sucking on it as her moaning turns to screaming. I stick my tongue back into her inner lips, making a lapping motion as I flick her clit with my thumb, her hands pulling my head into her as she orgasms, her body shaking and her pussy quivering against my mouth. 

I kiss her delicious pussy, slowly making my way up her stomach, breasts, and chest, until I meet her glossy lips. She wraps her legs around my hips, her feet between my legs, her hands holding my biceps, her warm breath a tingling sensation on my shoulder, her perfume that of a princess.

I slowly enter her tight vagina, my arms behind her back, my hands holding her shoulders while I kiss her silky-smooth neck. I can feel the warm blood from her virgin pussy cover my shaft, her breathing becoming heavier as I thrust my hips faster and faster. She digs her recently manicured nails into my arms, moaning in my ear, the taste of her neck on my tongue as I lick from her shoulder to her cheek. 

I sit up and grab her left leg, bending it at the knee as I hold her thigh and ankle, licking the sole of her heavenly foot. I slowly thrust my hips, sucking on her gorgeous toes as I squeeze her arch with my right hand, the fingertips of hers moving back and forth across her clitoris. I run my tongue from her heel and down her calf to her knee, tasting her sweet skin as I put her leg over my shoulder, pulling her thigh into my stomach and chest with both hands, picking up speed, looking into her diamond eyes. She holds my right hand at the base of her thigh, lightly rubbing her clit with the precious fingers of her right hand, her moans the sweet cry of an angel. 

I stop for a moment, grabbing both of her ankles and spreading her legs. I put both of her beautiful feet on my stomach, her toes on my hips, her hands reaching between her legs to rest on my stomach. I hold her unscarred knees, pulling her feet into my stomach, her hands controlling how fast I go, her eyes closed in ecstasy. I try to fend off orgasm, her voice getting louder until she opens her eyes, staring up at me.

"Cum with me, cum with me baby!" she moans. 

She puts her head back, screaming with delight. I feel her orgasm, her pussy quiver and tighten around my cock, her toes curl on my hips, my pubic bone slamming against her pelvis. The euphoria of orgasm takes over as I cum deep inside her, my throbbing cock convulsing in her shaking vagina, my semen shooting into her. 

I clutch her feet against my stomach, watching her wind down while I go limp inside of her, her heavy breathing slowing down, a brilliant smile on her face. 

I pull out and rest my flaccid penis on her short pubic hair, leaning over to lick tiny beads of sweat off of her chest. She spreads her legs, letting me cover her face in kisses, her hands running up and down my sides. I lick her lips and slowly rotate my hips, her sexy pubes tingling my wet penis, her hands squeezing my ass cheeks. 

She pushes me off and lies me down, straddling my hips with her hands on my chest, slowly moving her hips back and forth, the weight of her body squeezing my shaft between my stomach and her vagina's lips until I'm hard once again. 

She puts my stiff cock in her pussy, slowly lowering herself down to the base of my dick. She leans over me, her hands over my shoulders on the blanket, her back arched, staring into my eyes. I put my hands on her hips as she rocks back and forth, the pleasure intensifying while she picks up speed, her clitoris pressing against my pubic bone. 

I grab her perfect ass, pulling her head over mine before I wrap my arms around her back, planting my feet on the bed as I thrust my hips upward, harder and harder until her ass cheeks start to jiggle. I lift my head, kissing her neck and collar bone, her moans drowning out the sound of my pubic bone pounding her pelvis. 

"Ohhh, you're gonna make me cum again, I'm gonna cum!" she cries.

She screams like never before, clutching the blankets in her hands as she violently orgasms, her vaginal walls clenching my stiff penis, her arms trembling. She rests her forehead on my cheek, her forearm on my chest, her right hand caressing my neck as she winds down, her vagina still quaking on my cock. 

Recovered, she gets off of the bed and onto her knees, motioning for me to join her with her finger, a grin across her face. 

I stand in front of her, brushing her hair from her face with my fingers. She flicks the head of my penis with her tongue, encasing my glistening shaft with her right hand, the other rubbing my thigh with her knuckles. She wraps her lips around the head, sucking vigorously on my tip, slowly stroking my shaft with her hand until I'm about to burst. 

I pull her into me by the back of her head, lustfully thrusting my swollen cock down her throat, her hands squeezing my ass cheeks. Her lips part from my shaft, her mouth wide open as I fuck her throat, saliva running down her chin, the sound of her gurgling on my dick music to my ears. 

I hold her head as close as possible, my penis all the way in as I ejaculate down her throat, my body shaking, her lips closed on my shaft as she swallows my semen. 

I let go of her head but she doesn't move, her warm breath tickling my pubes, my whole cock in her mouth until the swelling subsides. 

She pulls her head back, a slurping noise as her lips part from my flaccid penis. She wipes off her mouth with a smile before covering my penis in kisses and standing up. 

We passionately kiss, her arms wrapped tight around my neck, my hands on her hips. She throws back the blankets and we get into bed, her right hand rubbing my stomach under the covers, her head resting on my shoulder. I embrace her warm body, running my fingers through her now-slightly damp hair as we fall asleep, together.



The First Time



For two years, between the ages of 19 and 21, I was repeatedly sodomized by the same man. It was something that I had been curious about for a number of years but I had no idea of what would be awoken within me, what dark desires would be unleashed and what absolute satisfaction and pleasure I would find from it. It is something that consumes me completely and of the hundreds of times I've received a cock up my arse the hunger has never diminished, in fact my lust has only intensified over the years. 

This is the story of my introduction to anal sex and while I no longer see the man that initiated me and subsequently created the addict I've become I must thank him for showing me a side to myself I may never have discovered on my own.

His name was Andrew and he was a good deal older than me, 31 to my 19 years. I loved the idea of being with an older man, it made me feel grown up and sophisticated, a woman instead of a girl. In his arms I felt completely safe and vulnerable at the same time, it was a giddy feeling. In the short while we had been together we'd made love half a dozen times and each joining of our bodies had been more amazing than the last. He had a slim, athletic build, ruffled dark brown hair and eyes as green as the deep green sea. His cock was incredible. I'd only seen one other man's penis before his but I have seen a good number since and Andrew's is still the most spectacular I have encountered. It was a good 7 or 8 inches when he was hard and when I'd wrap my fingers around it the tips would only just touch as it throbbed in my hand. The very sight of it made me flush with desire and my pussy aced to feel him inside me. The first time he entered me I came almost instantly and so intensely that I cried. I didn't mean to and it made me feel like a little girl when I so desperately wanted to appear like an experienced lover. I felt completely silly but as he held my face and wiped the tears from my cheeks with his thumb, smiling and looking deep into my eyes I felt immediately at ease. As I felt his cock enter me again my head fell back and I drifted off into another place, a place where Andrew ruled over my entire being and held the key to endless pleasure. But I had no idea of what he would subject me to in the weeks to come. 

Andrew owned a little red mini cooper. I thought it was the coolest car ever and we'd bomb around Kent together and find little secluded places where we could pull over and I could suck his gorgeous cock until he came. On this day we'd driven out to the country. I'd packed a picnic and we'd sat under a big oak eating sandwiches and sharing a bottle of crisp white wine. Afterwards we lay on the picnic rug kissing, cuddling and laughing and looking up at the grey sky above us. It was a cool day but not cold and I was wearing a white cotton dress in the spirit of summer picnics. As we cuddled closely I could feel Andrew's hard cock through his jeans and the thin fabric of my dress as he rubbed up against me. His hand wandered to my thigh, his fingers seperated from my naked skin by just a layer of cotton. He looked into my eyes and smiled. 

"Oh really?" I said teasingly, brushing his hand off my leg and rolling away from him. Of course I had no intension of saying no to him and when he pulled me back towards him, spooning me from behind I could feel the heat between my legs burning intensely. He kissed the back of my neck softly. He had already figured out what spots on my body drove me crazy with desire, the back of my neck, my left ear lobe, the small of my back, my inner thigh. His fingers traced the curve of my hips as his lips continued to gently peck at my neck and ear. I was breathing heavily now, my pussy was wet and yearned to be tamed by his masterful cock. I'm sure he would have taken me right there and then without concern for prying eyes but as his hand rounded the curve of my hip a drop of rain fell and landed on my calf. Then another and another. Suddenly the storm broke above us. Buckets of water began to pelt down as we scrambled to throw everything back into the picnic basket. Laughing we ran back to the car and jumped into the front seats, giggling and panting. 

As we caught our breath the rain outside pumbled the little mini. I pulled my wet hair back into a pony tail and sunk into the passenger seat. I could sense Andrew's eyes on me before I even turned to face him and I knew immediately that the passions we'd raised only a few minutes earlier in the field had not been dulled by the rain outside. I turned to look at him, smiling suggestively. 

"You're soaked." he said, looking me up and down. 

I looked down at myself. I was indeed soaked through. The white cotton of my dress had become almost see-through as it clung to my breasts, outlining my bra underneath. 

"You really should get out of those clothes before you catch your death." Andrew said with mock sincerity, reaching over and cupping my left breast with his hand. The warmth of his touch through the wet fabric sent a jolt through me and the fire between my legs rekindled and set goosebumps over my skin. 

Andrew leaned over and reaching behind me undid the buttons at the back of my dress, slowly pealing it off my shoulders and letting it fall down around my waist. He kissed me deeply and passionately, his hands feeling me up through my bra as my fingers worked to get his jeans unbuttoned. Andrew pulled away from me and sitting back in the drivers seat slide his jeans and pants down around his knees. His beautiful cock sat proud and hard, jutting out from his body in all its sexy glory. I looked into his eyes as I leaned forward and sunk my head down in his lap. I gently licked the underside of his hard shaft, from his balls up to the crown and back down again. Andrew moaned softly as my tongue circled over his balls then traced back up the length of his cock and flickered around the head. I wanted desperately to devour his hot dick but depriving myself of that moment for just a little while only made me savour it even more and I do love a little tease. Moving forward a little I slowly sucked the head of his cock into my mouth, feeling the ridge of the crown as it passed between my lips and back out again. Andrew moaned again and placed his hands on the sides of my head. Taking this as a sign to go deeper I pushed my head down on his cock and moaned as it filled my mouth and pushed into the back of my throat. 

"Oh fuck, Portia!" Andrew groaned as I began to move up and down on this thick cock. I wrapped my fingers around what I couldn't fit in my mouth and jerked him slowly in time to the movements of my lips. I adored sucking his cock, it always felt so incredibly large and I loved how sexy it made me feel to hear him moan my name as I took him as deeply as i could. 

I continued to suck his dick, using the occasional breathing break to move down and lick his balls while wanking his shaft with my hand. Suddenly Andrew pulled me off his cock and looked me in the eye. 

"I want you so bad." he said "climb in the back."

I obeyed, climbing between the two front seats and into the small back bench of the mini. The rain continued to pour down outside but it wasn't the only thing that had gotten me wet. My pussy felt soaking as I slid my underpants off and rubbed my clit and watched Andrew navigate his way into the back seat with me. We'd never had sex in his car before and the back of the mini was a far cry from his king size bed. Andrew took my hips and maneouvred me onto all fours. With my knees tucked under my stomach there was just enough room for Andrew to crouch behind me. He pulled my dress up around my waist exposing my soft white backside. His strong hands gently stroked my thighs as he planted soft kisses on the small of my back and over my bum. He parted my cheeks and I could feel his warm breath on my wet pussy. Then suddenly his tongue running over my lips and flicking at my clit. I cried out at his sudden touch and pushed my arse back against his face but he teasingly pulled away, stroking my thighs once again and leaving my pussy crying out for more. He cruelly left me hanging, knowing the longer he deprived me the more I would be under his spell. Then he was back, his tongue dancing on my clit and then pushing inside me. He held my hips as he hungrily lapped at my soaking cunt, then his fingers were inside me, curling up and hitting my G-spot as his tongue ran over my clit again and again. I gripped the side of the seat as a tide of pleasure began to build within me. I was moaning and breathing fast and hard when the first wave struck, tearing through my pussy and rippling out across my skin. Then another and another. 

"Oh my God!" I cried, as I came hard on Andrews tongue, grinding my arse back against his face.

Slowly the orgasm's grip released me and left me panting in a curled up ball. Andrews fingers were still inside me, gently moving. I knew he'd want to fuck me now and I couldn't wait to feel his big cock impale my more than ready pussy. But Andrew continued to finger me, long and slow and was now kissing my bottom again as he kissed down the back of my thighs he replaced his fingers with his tongue again and licked gently over the sensitive lips of my pussy. It felt amazing and I certainly didn't protest but I wanted his cock now more than ever and was slightly confused by his tongue's return. He started lapping at the very bottom of my slit and then around the little area between my pussy and my arse, then without warning his tongue glided over arsehole. No one had ever done that before and the sensation was incredible. For a moment I thought he may have done it be mistake, a momentary slip, but seconds later he was back, his tongue circling my tight opening and sending all sorts of confused messages to my brain. I didn't quite no what to make of these new feelings, it felt incredible but should I be enjoying this? Suddenly my thoughts were broken by Andrew's voice.

"Do you like that?" he asked softly.

"Uh huh..." I mumbled back.

"Want me to keep going?" 

"...yep..." I managed. 

Andrew returned to my arse, his tongue slowly awakening new feelings inside me. 

As he continued to lick my arsehole, his tongue now pushing harder. His hands gripped my cheeks and held them apart while he tried in vain to push his tongue into me. Gradually his efforts were rewarded and a completely new sensation rushed through me as his tongue actually entered me and began moving slowly in and out of my arse. 

Short, quick breaths began to escape my lips as his tongue pierced and probed me. His fingers found my pussy again and as they began moving in and out of me in time to the movements of his tongue another orgasm took me over and drowned me in waves of pleasure. 

Andrew had no intention of slowing down in his pursuit to take command of my arse however and as my orgasm subsided I felt him draw his wet fingers from my burning snatch and begin pushing them against my puckered arsehole. I was well lubed from his saliva now and my arse gave little resistance as his finger slid into me and began moving in and out. It felt so foreign and invasive and I could feel Andrew moving his fingers and opening me up. I felt weirdly guilty for letting a man do this to me but an even stranger guilt for enjoying it. While our love-making had so far been intense and unrestricted, we'd never even discussed doing anything like this. I'd been with only one other man before Andrew, a drunken fling at a party that ended with the loss of my virginity. Add that to the half a dozen times that Andrew had made love to me (not including blowjobs) and that brought my sexual encounter count to a whopping seven times. And now I was about to be fucked up the arse!

With hindsight I wasn't really ready for it but there was no way I would have said no. I was so desperate to please Andrew in everything that I did, from how I dressed and spoke to what we did in bed that there was no way I could ever deprive him of something that gave him pleasure. I'd only known him for less than a month afterall, what if this was something he did with every girl he'd been with? If I said no he'd leave me for someone else less uptight. 

I was brought back to reality as Andrew slide his fingers from my arse. I felt strangely empty and suddenly missed the sensation of him penetrating me, missed the feeling of pleasing him. I felt him lean over me, his hard cock pressed against my arse cheek as he kissed my neck and whispered in my ear.

"I really want to fuck you baby, are you ok with that?"

I knew he meant fuck me up the arse but he didn't say that. I don't know if he thought that would make it harder for me to accept but it wouldn't have mattered. My heart was racing a mile a minute and I was deathly scared. Not because I thought it would hurt, I could live through that, but if it was unbearable I was scared of having to ask him to stop. Scared that he would suddenly see me as a little girl or unable to live up to his desires. 

I turned my head and kissed him. 

"I want you to do whatever you want to me." I said. 

Andrew smiled. It was a smile I hadn't seen before. His face didn't change but there was a small fire in his eyes that seemed to spark and set alight. 

I turned my head back and braced myself for his cock. I was still curled over on my knees and Andrew took my hands and drew them behind my back. 

"Hold yourself open for me baby." he said. 

I did as he asked, taking hold of my cheeks and spreading them for him. I felt the soft/hardness of the head of his cock brush against me and then it was pushing at my tightness. He took hold of my waist for leverage and continued to push. I bit my lip as his hard dick slowly forced its way into my virgin back passage. It felt enormous, like it was going to tear me in half. My fingers gripped the side of the seat as I fort against the pain. It wasn't excruciating but a numb tightness that enveloped my whole backside. 

Andrew wedged his cock into me further eliciting a small wimper from me. He stopped pushing and kept still for a second. I waited to hear him ask me if I was ok but it never came. He just let me rest for a minute then continued to grind his cock into my arse. Surprisingly the short break seemed to have helped, the numbness had subsided a little and now my arse just felt extremely full. I was sure Andrew's entire cock must have been buried in my arse by now but he seemed to keep going, pushing another and then another inch into me until I could feel his balls brushing against my sopping pussy. Andrew stroked my arse with his hands and moaned, then I felt him drawing back, then pushing in again. He moved slowly at first, drawing his cock nearly all the way out of me then sliding it back in. My arsehole gripped him like a vice as it was fucked for the very first time. It hardly hurt at all now and the feeling of taking him like this began to wash over me. I'd naturally gravitated towards the more submissive role in bed but this was a whole new level. It was deeper and darker and incredibly erotic. It felt more intimate than anything I'd ever experienced. It was a complete and utter surrender and as I lay there feeling this man's cock so deep in my arse I suddenly felt entirely at one with him. I would never have believed the all encompassing intensity that would come from having my arse fucked. It had tapped a new and unknown reserve of ecstasy. 

Andrew was pounding my arse now, his cock pistoning in and out hard, fucking me senseless. I reached between my legs and touched my pussy, it felt like it was on fire and one hundred times more sensative then ever before. As my finger brushed my clit it seemed to flick a switch inside me. I began cumming before I even realised it. Crying out over and over as my fingers became a blur over my pussy and my arse clammped down tight around Andrew's cock, the orgasm taking me over completely and shuddering through my entire body. This must have sent him over the edge for he grabbed my shoulders and rammed his cock up inside me, exploding and filling me with his cum. 

I lay there, still curled over myself, feeling slightly stunned. Andrew withdrew his still hard cock from my arse and I could feel his cum trickling down the inside of my leg. It had stopped raining and I hadn't even noticed. Andrew opened the door and stepped outside. Retrieving the picnic blanket from the boot he placed it over me, leaned in and kissed me fully on the lips. 

"I think I'm in love with you." he said.

I looked up at him and smiled, "Can we do that again when we get home?" I asked.

Andrew smiled back, closed the door and jumped in the drivers seat. It had taken us 45 minutes or so to drive out to the country that day. We were home in 20.



The First Time



I had been fantasizing about being with another guy for a long time but never acted on it. I decided it was time to look around a little and see what was out there; test the waters a little.

After making an account on several sex-related sites and posting short summaries of what I was into, the responses started trickling in. I described how I was inexperienced but interested in (slowly) getting to know other guys and letting them take advantage of me. The men online weren't really what I was looking for; most were very pushy, some didn't meet the criteria listed and there really wasn't any success.

After a long time, one man wrote me and sounded exactly like what I was interested in. He was tall, in shape, and wanted to be in charge. He had no problems with the fact that I was inexperienced and, in fact, was happy about it. He wasn't rude or pushy, but was dominant; just the way I had fantasized. We talked back and forth via email and then started chatting online. We were both cautious, but I found out he didn't live very far from me and that really sparked my interest. It made me a little nervous though, as things were starting to really happen and up to this point, it had all been just fantasy. 

We exchanged pictures (nude but didn't show faces) and then later on, he got me to strip for him on webcam. At first I was really nervous, but it turned me on so much. He wouldn't get on cam for me, but he would let me listen while he masturbated to me showing my self to him. He convinced me to fuck myself for him on cam, using a hairbrush or whatever was available at the time. It really turned me on and I loved showing myself to him and being his slave. I told him about my fantasies to be used by another man as a sex slave, but I told him I wasn't into S&M or pain or anything like that. I just liked the idea of being dominated and used for another man's pleasure. He was very interested and pushed for us to meet in real life to fulfill the fantasy. I started getting really nervous; I had never told anyone I was interested in guys and didn't want my family to find out. I lived alone, so there was no problem there, but things happen and it was just getting too real too quickly. I started getting uncomfortable and kept putting it off and eventually I just stopped messaging him. He tried to contact me many times but finally gave up... I thought.

It was a sunny Saturday morning and I had gotten up early. I was bored and didn't know what to do with myself, so I was sitting and watching TV in my pajamas when I heard a knock on the door. I wasn't expecting anyone, but it's not uncommon where I live to have solicitors stop by during the weekend. I went downstairs to the entryway and opened the front door. There was a tall man standing there, wearing a trenchcoat and a baseball cap. He said his car had broken down and he wanted to use my phone. I felt odd about it and a little nervous, but I agreed. 

As soon as I had let him in and closed the door, he turned and pushed me against the wall. I was so surprised, I didn't know what to do. His trenchcoat was hanging open and I could see he wasn't wearing anything underneath. He was fit and shaved clean, including his pubic area. His cock hung down limp, but was a decent size and of average thickness. I asked him what he wanted and he told me he wanted me to take my clothes off and get on my knees right there. I was scared, but I took my shirt off and reluctantly pulled down my pajama bottoms, leaving me completely naked in front of him. He told me to get on my knees and I slowly got down in front of him. 

I realized who he was and what he wanted... should I struggle or should I just comply... I didn't think he'd hurt me, but I couldn't be sure. I decided to go along with what he said, just in case, hoping that he wouldn't hurt me if I followed his orders.  

Once I was on my knees, he must have started feeling that he was succeeding, because his formerly limp penis was slowly growing and throbbing. He put his hand around it and slowly slid it up and down in front of my face, which brought him to full attention. His cock was long, but not too thick and not too thin, with a large head. The head of his penis was swelling up and purple and I could see the precum forming from the slit. He told me to put my hands behind my back and open my mouth. My head was spinning; I was frightened, but also very aroused, my cock was hard and my heart was beating fast. I complied with his orders. 

He rubbed the precum from his cock around my mouth and then carefully slid his cock into my mouth. I could feel the velvety smoothness of it on my tongue and taste the saltiness of his precum. He put his hands behind my head and slowly stroked his cock in and out of my lips. 

At first I was very passive but as I became more aroused, I started to work my tongue around his cock every time it filled my mouth. He couldn't fit it completely in, but only a little more than halfway. I started softly sucking and he moved faster and faster, fucking my mouth. He started raising his face toward the ceiling and breathing heavier; I knew what that meant. 

I had tasted my own cum before out of curiosity but never another man's. I knew that would change quickly. He started breathing heavier and faster and finally pulled my head onto his cock and held it there without stroking anymore. I could feel it tense up, then pulse with long hard throbs... then my mouth was filled with cum. He must have been very turned on, because it kept spurting more and more. I never knew a man could produce that much cum but my mouth was almost full and it was still coming... I held on and I finally felt his cock start to soften. He pulled it out of my mouth slowly and I was going to spit out his cum, but then I thought he might be angry; if I swallowed it, he might think I've given in completely and he had won. 

I swallowed the whole load, something totally new to me, and opened my mouth to show him it was gone. He smiled and told me to clean him off. I bent forward and used my tongue to clean the rest of the leftover cum from the tip of his cock. He told me to swallow that as well and I did as he told me to. At that point, I wasn't sure what would happen; he had gotten his wish, now what would he do with me? He grabbed me by the arm and told me to get up and take him to the bedroom.

When we arrived at the bedroom he told me to get something he could tie my hands with. I started getting really scared because he had gotten his way; what else did he want from me? I found some rags and he ripped them up and tied my hands behind my back. He pushed me down on the bed on my back. 

After turning on the TV I had in the bedroom, he laid down next to me and, while watching a show, started running his hands over my body. I had never had another man's hands on me and being totally at his mercy, I felt violated. He slid his hands down my naked body and down my stomach, to the top of my pubic area. He casually slid his hand down my cock and between my legs, feeling my sack and spreading my legs apart. He started to rub his hands softly up and down my penis until I began to respond. I couldn't control it, but my cock became hard and he stroked me until I was rigid. He wiped the tip of his finger across the head of my penis and made me suck my own precum off of it. After a few times of this, and his finger being slick with precum and saliva, he rolled me on my stomach and slid his finger into me. I gasped at this, as I had never been penetrated by a man before, in any way. (I had fucked myself with toys or other objects at his request, but always alone.) I was embarrassed and felt completely helpless. He fucked his finger in and out of me and as he did it, I felt his cock harden against my side. He pulled his finger out and went to the bathroom. 

After washing his hands, he returned with a bottle of lubricant, which I assume he had hidden in his trenchcoat. He grabbed some pillows and shoved them beneath my stomach and hips to raise my ass into the air. My ass, cock and balls were exposed to him from behind and my knees were on the end of the bed; I was fully at his mercy. I felt him come around behind me and step in between my feet. After a short while, I felt a cool wet drop of gel in between my ass cheeks, then I heard him rubbing the lubricant on his cock. 

I was really nervous; would it hurt? I had fucked myself with objects before, but they were relatively small and it was at my own pace; I had no idea if he'd be gentle or rough. I begged him to be careful and to take it slow; I told him I'd never been fucked by a man before. He laughed and said I had told him that before many times. He said he wouldn't hurt me if I obeyed and relaxed. I tried to relax as best I could and as I did, I felt his cock spreading the KY up and down the crack of my ass. He finally stopped the head of his cock over the entrance to my ass and slowly began to push. 

I could feel him enter me and my body stretching to accept him. I was glad he wasn't too thick; I wasn't sure I'd be able to handle him. His head inside, he slowly slid deeper until I felt his hips pressing against my ass. I couldn't believe it; he was completely inside me. I felt so full with him in me and I was so turned on; I had to hold back from cumming myself. He waited a second after fully penetrating me and held onto my hips, probably admiring how deep he was and how he had full control over me. He began to thrust in and out of me slowly and gently... 

I was lost in the feeling; I couldn't believe another man was inside me and using me as his fuck toy. He had one hand on my hip and another on my shoulder, pulling me back onto his cock with every entry. My legs were weak and I was shaking, both in shame for being so controlled, but also in ecstasy. He moved one of his hands from my hip to my cock and started slowly stroking me. With him inside me and handling my cock, I was on the brink. I told him I was going to cum and he began to stroke me faster, while fucking me faster as well. 

I felt a wave of orgasm over me and shuddered; I moaned loudly and uncontrollably. He laughed and wrapped his other hand around my waist while he caught my cum in his hand. As his cock was constantly moving in and out of me, he pulled me closer to his hips with one arm and shoved my own cum into my mouth; I was so weak from the wave of pleasure, I couldn't do anything to resist. He told me to swallow it and I did, licking it all from his fingers. He started to breathe heavy and I knew he was close; at that point, I wanted him to cum in me; to make me his fuck toy. 

I began to push back against his cock in support while he fucked me and he moved both hands to my hips to assist my movement. He moved faster and harder and his hips slapped my ass over and over; then suddenly he stopped pumping and roughly pulled my hips back against him. It was like he was straining to get as deep as he could in me; then I could feel his cock throbbing hard and long. He moaned loudly and I couldn't believe it; another man was actually cumming inside me. 

I felt a rush of warmth in my ass and felt his cock throbbing hard, over and over. He kept me held tight against his hips until he finally collapsed on my back, his cock still in me. After a few minutes, I felt him get soft and slip out of me; then I felt the cum oozing and running down my balls onto the bed. He got up and grinned at me, then thanked me for the good time. 

As he walked out the door, he said to me "wouldn't it have been easier if you had just agreed to meet the first time?" I had to disagree... I thought it couldn't be any more perfect the way it turned out.



The First Time



After many years of marriage; our sex life was almost gone, we were having sex ones a month or less, and was kind of boring. He just got on top of me; pound me for a few minutes and finished, while cleaning up myself in the bathroom, I will use my consul, (vibrator) to pleasure my self.

I was at that age when women wanted to be sexually desired and to have lots of sex to feel young. But I can't even remember the last time my husband Bill gave me an orgasm, and even though I was horny everyday, I was not going to cheat on him, I love my husband. 

So I convinced him to do role playing, and we start meeting on bars as two strangers. After flirting for a few minutes we'll passionate hug and kiss, and would walk out of the bars in each other arms, sometimes he would put his hand on top of my ass to show the men in the bar his conquest.

I always felt attracted to tall men. My husband is 6'2", 190lbs. blue eyes. I'm a petite woman, 5'6", 120lbs, big emerald green eyes, slender body, nice skinny legs, and breast size 34, with nice nipples. I have a nice rounded cute ass, that my husband had been begging me for years to let it enjoy it, but there is no way I will let him fuck me from my behind. 

I try not to tan my body because I love my milky white skin, my pubic area is full of black hair and sometimes I let it grow because I like to see the contrast of my snow white skin against the mountain of black hair between my legs. Also hoping to get my husband horny, but nothing got him excited about me anymore. 

The role play was good for me I would go out wearing short skirts, small blouses with generous open front, to show off my breasts. After meeting at the bar we'll go to the near motel, where we'll do the second part of our role playing. Sometimes I will be a cheerleader seducing my college teacher or my coach, other times I be a nurse, a secretary, and even a dominate woman. We had lots of sexy fun.

Two weeks ago; I was having a drink waiting for my husband at a bar.

"Hi sexy, you look astonish," a man whispered in my ear.

"Thank you," I answered, smiling. 

The man put his arm around my shoulders and said:

"I would love to kiss your whole body."

"Hmm, that's sounds exciting," I replied as the warm feeling between my legs got bigger, I could even feel myself getting a little wet. Well, I had been horny the whole day. I even played with myself during my lunch hour thinking about the last sexual encounter with my husband.

I felt the man hand softly grabbing my ass. I let him fondle my behind hoping that will get him more excited, I even tease him by slowly moving my ass in his hand. Then I felt his hand caressing my legs, I stand up with my legs open to allow him better access to touch my body. A moment later, his hand went all the way up to my intimate part. I tremble a little feeling his hand moving my panties aside to fondle my clit. 

I was very excited, and horny as hell. The bar was full of people, and I had my husband caressing my pussy. He had one finger inside my vagina and one caressing my clit, the ecstasy and anxiety was incredible, though secretly I was hoping somebody was watching us. 

"Let's go to my place," the man whispered at my ear, kissing my neck. That's when I realized that something was wrong, because my husband didn't have facial hair. 

I turned around to look at the man, he kiss me in the mouth the moment I turned to face him. Maybe were the drinks I had, maybe was me being so horny all day, but I found myself reacting to the strangers kiss. He slid his tongue in my mouth and I started sucking it, to let him know that I was into sucking. Then I slid my tongue in his mouth and he gently sucked. 

"What's your name?" I asked.

"My name is John," he answered.

"Where you live?" I asked.

"A block from here," he answered.

"Take me there," I quietly said.

We walked out of the bar kissing and hugging each other, when we got to his place he continued the touching, caressing and fondling my whole body. I was in ecstasy when I felt his hands taking my clothes off my body till he got me totally nude. While he was kissing my mouth, his hands was caressing my whole body, I felt him playing with my tits and my pussy. He slid two fingers in my vagina and was moving it in circles, and then slowly he moved down my body and starts to kiss, lick, and suck my clit. 

I was going crazy I had never had a man doing these things to me, eating my pussy and finger fucking me at the same time. He lifted my bottom a bit as his tongue started licking my entire behind, he start from my clit, then my vagina, and all the way to the little eyehole of my ass. I guess he noticed how excited I felt when his tongue in my ass because he concentrated his attention on the little eyehole of my rounded behind.

He inserted a finger into my ass. I was trembling in passion. Now I had a finger in my vagina, a finger in my ass, and his mouth was in my pink pussy. I was loudly moaning, "Mnnn, mnnn, mnnn" and was having multiples orgasms, am sure he was drinking all my juices. 

We changed positions in bed, and I was able to take a good look at him, he was older than me, maybe in his late forties or early fifties, he had big brown eyes, and a fit athletic body.

"How tall are you?" I asked, panting slightly.

"I'm 6'3"," he answered. 

"How much you weigh?" 

"230lbs," he answered.

"You have a great body," I said.

"Thank you, you too," he answered.

I was kissing his chest, and slowly going down on his body. He had a moderate amount of hair on his chest, his whole body was hairy. Finally I founded what I was looking for, his dick. It was huge, much bigger than my husband.

I begin at the dick head, kissing and licking, going down and around the shaft to his big balls. I continued the kissing and licking of his cock and balls for awhile. Then I open my mouth and started sucking. I start at the head; I like to feel the soft meat of the cock head in my mouth. Then I begun seriously, passionate sucking the cock, (my husband loves it when I get this horny) I just close my eyes and keep sucking, and sucking and sucking. I tried to deep throat the whole pole the way I usually do my husband, but it didn't fit in my throat. 

After sucking him for a long while, he lifts me up and turned my body around leaving me on all fours, like a little cat.

I felt his tongue again, licking my pussy and ass eyehole, then he began to slowly slide his big dick into my vagina, I felt his tool opening my sex, it felt very tight but delicious. I don't know how many times I came, but it was one orgasm after another. Then I felt as he pulled out of my pussy, and start rubbing his dick on the little hole of my ass. 

I wanted to tell him that I don't do anal sex, but the delicious felling of his hand caressing my clit and pussy keep me quiet. Slowly, very slowly, he introduced the head of his cock in my ass, I felt a terrible pain and I tried to pull him out of my body, but he strongly grabbed me and pressed my body into bed. He continued the penetration, I start screaming and crying, but he didn't care about my pain, soon, I felt his pubic hair rubbing my behind and I understood. I had his whole dick inside my ass.

I was quietly crying I didn't know what to do. I just stayed immobile in bed feeling his big cock going in and out of my ass. Minutes later; I noticed that the pain was gone, and now it was a delicious sensation feeling the man moving his body inside me, especially when he was pulling out. I guess he noticed that I was trying to move my bottom because he eased the force of his hold. I was trying to lift up my butt when he was pushing in, to allow him to go deep inside me, but he was a big man and I was not able to move much.

"Hun, can we change position?" I asked.

"Of course, baby," he answered.

I lay on my back, and he put my legs on his shoulders. He begun pounding my pussy, I was moving my hips around to give him a nice view of my body and to receive his dick deep inside me. Rivers of cum was coming out of my pussy, then he pulled out of my vagina and slide his cock in my ass, he introduced three fingers into my pussy, and his thumb was rubbing my clit.

"Hmm, hmm, hmmm," I was moaning, feeling an immense pleasure. This time he introduced the whole cock in my ass and was fast banging me, I feel an intense delicious pleasure as if somebody was pulling my hair and the skin off my body, and I exploded as a volcano eruption, the cum was coming and coming out of my body, till I faint. 

I don't know how long I was unconscious, maybe a minute or more, by the time I woke up he was kissing me in the mouth.

"Are you okay baby?" he asked.

"Yes, love," I answered. 

I noticed that his dick was still in my ass, and I begun moving my bottom to give him pleasure. Soon; he was pounding me hard again, then I felt his dick getting hard as a rock and a hot flood wet my ass, he pulled out and finished on my breast and face, I had never had a facial before, I had never let my husband do that to me. After John cum on my face, I sucked his cock again to make sure I drained every drop of sperm out of his body.

After cleaning up my body, as a good woman I cleanup his body with a wet towel, and I began sucking his dick, till it got hard again. This time I sit on top of him, I was riding his cock, and kissing him. 

He pounded me for a least another hour, I don't know how many orgasms I had, all I know is that I felt weak, my ass and pussy was sore, but I was very happy.

"Hun, you can finish anytime you wanted," I said.

"Did you have enough, are you totally satisfied?" he asked.

"Yes love," I answered.

He pounded my kitty as hard and fast as he could, I felt his cock getting harder and harder, I knew he was about to cum inside me, but at the last minute he pulled off and put his cock in my mouth. I sucked as fast as I could, and a moment later I felt the first flood of cum shooting into my mouth. I tried to pull out, but he strongly grabbed my head and forced me to swallow his cum. I guess I liked to be dominated because after he grabbed my head I kept sucking his cock, sucking and swallowing his heavy warm cum. 

After he finished the second time; I decided to go home, we agreed to see each other again and exchange phone numbers. My legs were weak and trembling, my pussy and behind was very sore. My pussy lips were swollen. I was in pain, but very, very happy. 

When I got home, I took a warm bath and went to bed, my husband was already sleeping. 

After thinking about John and the things he did to me, I was totally convinced to see him again. I will never tell my husband, I love my husband very much and don't want him to suffer because of my infidelity. Besides; he will never fuck me and make me feel the way John did. 

That night I sleep like a baby, with a happy smile on my face.

This was my first anal time, my first facial, my first cum swallow, and my first time cheating on my husband. 

Part two.

Having John in my life was the best thing that happened to me in a very long time. I was seeing him one or two times a week. Each time was great I was going home exhausted but happy. Having a facial, swallow, and anal become a normal thing for me, John make me feel comfortable about my sexuality.

Is true what people say: "good things don't least forever" two months later John was transfer to work in another city. My husband had stop our role playing two months before, I didn't care because I had John, but now I was back to my boring sex life.

One day while walking my little dog in the park a young guy stop his jogging and said:

"Hello"

"Hi," I replied.

"Nice dog," he said.

"Thank you," I answered.

"What's his name?" he asked.

"Fluffy" I answered.

"What's your name?" he asked.

I looked at him for a moment he was young, tall, and skinny, about my son age.

"My name is Julie," I answered.

"Nice to meet you Julie, I'm Lukas, you're very pretty," he said.

"Thank you," I answered, feeling flattered.

"I have seen you in this park many times," he said.

"I come here a lot, to walk my dog," I answered.

"It's something I wanted to tell you," he said.

"What?" I asked.

"I want to be in bed with you," he said.

I got to admit I become a bit nervous, I wasn't expecting him to say that. I wanted to walk away and forget about this kid, but instead I quietly said:

"Why?"

"Because I find you very attractive, and sexy," he answered.

"I'm a married woman," answered.

"Your husband wouldn't know, he doesn't need to know," he said.

"How old are you?" I asked.

"I'm nineteen, am going to college," he answered.

"Bye Lukas," I said, and walked fast to my car.

"Bye Julie, think about what I said, it would be fun," he said.

I went home and took a cold shower, trying to take the young man off my mind I didn't want to imagine me having sex with him; he was one year younger than my son. 

The next time I saw Lucas in the park was two weeks later, by that time my horny body had convinced my mind that it was okay to have sex with a guy more than half my age.

"Hi Julie," he said.

"Hello," I answered.

"Had you thought about us?" he asked.

"No," I answered, smiling.

I guess my smile was eloquent because he said:

"I live across the street, come with me," and gently grabbed my arm.

"Okay," I answered, and walked with him to his place.

Lukas was a great kid, he kissed and licked my whole body, and he ate my pussy for a very long time. I discretely moved my butt to feel his tongue in my ass and he understood my desire. After having a couple orgasms I become very horny, I start licking and kissing his handsome face and slowly went down on his body. He had a nice long cock, not as thick as John but thick. I closed my eyes and deep throat his entire cock. Then I kept sucking and sucking till I felt how his cock got super hard and the flood of hot cum started shooting in my mouth. 

I kept sucking his cock till I drained the lost drop of cum, to my surprise his dick didn't go soft, it stayed very hard as if he didn't finished. I lay flat on my back he lifted up my legs putting them on his shoulders and began pounding my pussy. He continued the hard banging of my pussy for a very long time. I had to bring my legs down in bed because I was feeling cramps.

I lost count of my orgasms he had been fucking me for at least two hours, and my pussy was all sore, even my pubic area was in pain. Then he turned me around facedown in bed, lifted up my bottom to his perfect high and blasted his entire cock in my little asshole.

"Aaaayyy," I scream of pain. 

Though his cock was not as thick as John, I had not practiced anal sex for a while, well, since John left about six months ago.

"Honey, take it easy," I said.

But he was young he didn't listen to me, and continued the hard pounding of my ass. I was able to relax my ass muscles and my asshole sized to his cock thickness, now it was no pain, he put his hands on my shoulders to have a good grab of me and was stroking my ass as if he wanted his cock to cross all the way to my mouth. He fucks me in the ass for about an hour, I was delighted, and my body was out of cum already. So when I felt his hot sperm wetting the inside walls of my ass, I enjoy it. His cock got soft this time, that make me happy, it make feel good about myself, at my age I was still able to go the distance with a nineteen years old kid.

"Why did you finished in my ass?" I ask him.

"I don't want to get you pregnant," he answered.

"Oh, you're so sweet," I said, and kissed him in the mouth.

"You're fantastic," he said.

"Thank you, darling," I answered and tried to suck his cock, but he stop me.

"I had enough for today, comeback tomorrow," he said.

"Tomorrow?" I asked.

"Yes, I need sex everyday," he answered.

"I don't know if I can come tomorrow," I sad.

"Why not?" He asked.

"Darling, I am married, remember," I answered.

"So, when I will see you?" he asked.

"I will try to come here two times a week, is that okay?" I asked.

"Yes, but I want more," he answered.

"We see how my schedule goes, if I can come more often I will, but I can only promised you two times a week," I said, thinking that my body need it time to recuperate, specially my sore pussy and ass.

Once again, I was a happy woman. Lukas was nailing my ass two three times a week, I developed feelings for him. He was a good kid, I began paying his apartment rent so he didn't have to work, and be able to concentrate only in his education, and of course, me.

"We got to do it, it'll be fun, you will like it," Lukas said.

"I don't know, darling," I answered.

Lukas had been suggesting adding another guy into our sex life; he said any of his friends from college would do it. 

"I already showed your photos to them, they think you're hot," Lukas said.

"Why did you show my pictures to them, we agree the photos were for you only," I answered.

"Because you're beautiful, they didn't believe me that you're my lover," he answered.

"They saw me naked?" I asked.

"Yes, they love you," he answered.

"I guess we can try it," I said, always trying to make him happy.

A week later: 

We start it our usually steamy hot sex, we gave oral each other for awhile, and then I got on top of him and begun riding his cock. I was busy French kissing him, and didn't notice when his friend Alex slip into the room. By the time a saw him, Alex cock was near my face, I look surprised.

"Go head, suck, he's my friend Alex," Lukas said.

"Hello Alex," I nervously said.

"Nice to meet you Julie," answered Alex, with nice friendly smile on his face.

"Go head Julie, I already told you about this," Lukas said.

I open my lips and slowly start kissing and licking Alex dick head. I was still thinking that having sex with two men at the same time was not decent, but minutes later my Puritanism run away and I was passionately sucking Alex cock.

Lukas was under me, pounding my pussy and sticking a finger into my ass, while Alex was fucking my mouth, having the three holes of my body pounded at the same time made me crazy horny. Lukas was right this was a fantastic idea, my pussy was all wet, and my juices were running down to my ass. Lukas was fondling and sucking my tits, I felt his hands on my shoulders. That's when I realized that something was wrong, if Lukas had his hands fondling my tits, and Alex was grabbing my head while fucking my mouth. Whose hands were in my shoulders and what did I had in my ass?

I pulled off my head from Alex cock and turned around to see who was behind me.

"Relax, that's Tony," Lukas said.

"But," I was not able to finish my sentence, Lukas kiss me in the mouth.

Lukas had control over me his kisses were pure honey to me. Besides, having three young cocks inside my body was like a dream come true, I continued the sucking of Alex's cock. They fucked me for a very long time and they took turns to stroke my pussy, my ass, and my mouth. The room was a bit dark, it was times when I wasn't able to tell whose cock I was sucking, or who was poling my pussy and behind, till I fainted.

When I woke up, my husband was in bed with me, I got scared. 

"Relax my love, everything is okay," my husband Bill said.

I thought I went home and we were in our bedroom, but I looked around and recognized Lukas room.

"What you doing here?" I asked.

"Enjoying your fun," my husband answered.

"What you do mean?" I asked.

"Julie, my love, I know how sexual you're, I can't be at your sex drive level, and don't want to be selfish and denied your satisfaction," my husband answered.

"So you knew?" I asked.

"Yes sweetheart, I know about John too," my husband answered.

"Oh Bill, I am so sorry," I said and began crying.

"No honey, don't be sorry, am okay with this," he answered.




The First Time



"You are?" I asked.

"Yes, I want you to meet the guys," he said.

"The guys?" I asked.

"Guys, come here," my husband said.

Lukas was the first one to get into the room, then Alex, then Tony. I didn't know the names of the other three guys.

"I'm Lou, I'm Joe, I'm Ian," said the guys.

I looked at my husband and said:

"You mean"

"Yes my love, they did a threesome to you," answered my husband.

I stayed quiet.

My husband said: "From now on, you don't have to come here anymore or go to other place. We have three empty bedrooms at home you can invite the guys over"

I have to admit my husband is a very good man, I was a lucky woman. The college guys was coming two times a week to satisfied me, my pussy and ass got used to the cock pounding and it was times when I was having sex everyday. I was happy, happy, and very happy. 

Summer came, and the guys went on school vacations, I felt lonely. Lonely and horny, I wanted to go visit the guys, but my son and daughter came home for school vacation too. 

My kids are both taller than me, my son Erick is 20, 6'3", my daughter Amy is 19, 5'10" she has this incredible sexy body. Since they came home my son had been teasing me, every time I take showers, he say:

"Mom, can I take a shower with you"

I know he's kidding so I don't even bother to answer.

One day I heard noises coming from Erick room, and I walked toward the room. The room door was halfway open, that's why I was able to hear the noises, I took a look inside the room, and I was shocked.

I saw my two kids in bed, they were totally naked, and my daughter Amy was sucking Erick's cock, he was the one making the noises. Amy was enjoying the big cock of my son in her mouth. My sons cock was huge and thick, I imagine at least 9" and as tick as John's, the only cock I wasn't able to deep throat. To my surprise, Amy was able to deep throat my son cock like candy. 

I stayed by the door, watching my kids fucking each other, Erick performed a nice oral pleasure on Amy before fucking her pussy and ass.

Amy was happily taking the pounding of her pussy and asshole, obviously this was not the first time she took a big cock in her ass, because she was moving her ass back and forth to allow my son to get deep inside her. 

After watching for awhile I walked to my room I didn't wanted them to see me, I would talk to them later. They need to understand that what they are doing is wrong. I will be hard on them. I bent down to pick up a gown and I felt something wet on my leg, and I can't believe myself, the wet thing was coming from my vagina, to watch my kids having sex made me horny and my pussy was all wet.

It was three weeks already without sex, I was desperate and horny; especially after seeing my kids fucking each other, and Erick's cock was always in my mind. I envy Amy for being so open minded, I was sure she was fucking my son everyday. 

I got into the bathroom to take a cold shower and cool off my horny body.

"Mom, can I take a shower with you," my son said.

I stayed quiet, thinking in his beautiful cock, oh God I would love to have his big cock in my mouth.

"Mom I am coming in," my son said.

"Okay, baby," I quietly answered. 

The sooner he got in the bathroom he begins hugging me, and kissing my mouth.

"Oh mom, I love you so much, you're so sweet and beautiful," my son said.

"I love you too, baby," I answered, feeling his hands fondling my whole body.

He was fingering my pussy and clit, and sucking my tits, he got me very horny, soon I lost my morals of him being my son, I was just a horny woman, or perhaps the right word is a horny bitch, a whore, or a cunt. I kneel to him and start sucking his cock; his dick was still medium hard, so I deep throat the whole cock I felt the thick pole going down my throat, even halfway hard it was too thick for my throat. I felt like a little frog trying to swallow an animal bigger than her, but I was determined if my daughter Amy was able to do it, I should too.

My son fucks me for awhile, I wet his cock with my juices, yes he made me cum a couple times, but that was not enough for me. 

"Mom, lets go to your bedroom, I always wanted to have you there," my son Erick said.

"Okay baby," I answered.

We walked to my bedroom, and I had the biggest surprise of my life.

Lying on bed were my husband Bill, and my daughter Amy, my daughter was on top of Bill, riding my husband cock.

"Oh, hi mom," Amy said, smiling.

I tried to walk away but my son grabs me, and start kissing me.

"C'mon mom, we love you, we're a good loving family," Erick said, caressing my clit to get me horny.

Sex is my weakness, after a minute fingering my pussy, my son have me sucking his cock again. My son eats my pussy and ass before fucking me, his big cock made me think about John, specially when he fuck my ass the first time. As John made me cry, my son Erick did too, not only he's cock was as thick as John, but longer. I didn't let my family know that Erick's cock was too big for me I tightened my mouth and let the tears come out of my eyes. 

"Baby how long is your dick?" I asked.

"10", mom," he answered.

"Baby, you're very healthy," I said.

"Do you want me to take out some?" he asked.

"No baby, give it all to me," I answered, remembering how my daughter Amy had no problem taking the whole thick cock in her ass. I didn't wanted her to feel superior of me, especially that she was there watching how her brother was blasting my ass. 

While getting fuck by my son, I was watching my husband and daughter actions, he had Amy's long legs on her shoulders and was strongly fucking her, I don't know if he was pounding her pussy or her behind but she was enjoying my husband cock, she looked at me and said:

"Mom, come enjoy us"

My son Erick; pulled out his cock of my ass and carry me to bed, to joy my daughter and husband. Amy start kissing me, she went down on me, she was an expert sucking pussy, while she was sucking my pussy she was fastening a belt on her waist with a big dildo.

"Don't move mom, I be with you in a second," Amy said, making sure the belt was well tie up to her body.

A moment later she lay on top of me, and introduced the dildo in my vagina. She was kissing my mouth and moving her body as fast as she could, the dildo was getting in and out of my body, and I began to move my hips up and down, happily receiving my daughter pounding.

"Oh, mom, this is a dream come true for me, I always wanted to fuck you mom, you have to let me do your ass too, please mom, let me fuck your ass," my daughter was murmuring in my ear.

"Yes, honey you can have my ass too," I answered.

She turned me around and begins pounding my ass, my son got under me and introduce his cock in my pussy, my husband put his cock in my mouth. I had my whole family fucking me, my husband finished in my mouth I swallowed his sperm for the first time. 

After banging my ass for awhile my daughter took off the garment and lay down on bed with her long legs well open. I got in between and sucked her pussy she came a couple times in my mouth. My son, well, he's stud, he fill up my pussy with his cum but his dick didn't get soft. I kept sucking and sucking his cock, the more I sucked the more I like it I guess I am an insatiable nymphomaniac. 

My son was putting my body in any position he wanted, I was like his sex slave submissively letting him to control me, to dominate me. 

"Now I know why I am the way I am," said my daughter.

"What do you mean?" I asked, without stopping moving my hips up and down to receive my son long dick. 

"Mom, you adore cock, you love to fuck," answered my daughter.

"Yes," I said.

"That's what I mean, am like you," answered my daughter.

She sat on my face, and while I was eating her pussy she was kissing Erick. For a tall girl my daughter had small pussy, though when erect, her clit is almost an inch long. It looks like a tiny dick I enjoyed sucking it. She was going crazy and having multiples orgasms in my mouth. After awhile; we swap partners and positions, I envy my daughter long legs, she put her long legs on Erick's shoulder and I saw my son big dick disappear into her body.

"Mom, bring your kitty to me," my daughter said.

I sat on her face and me and my son begins making out, then my son put us doggie style, he was fucking us from our pussy and ass. Finally I was the lucky one, he came in my ass, and I felt his cock shooting hot sperm into my ass.

"Why, you give to her?" asked my daughter a bit disappointed.

"I already give it to you so many times, besides; moms ass is tight it than yours," my son answered.

"My ass is loose because you had been fucking me a lot," my daughter said.

"I only do what you ask for, remember you the one who start fucking with me," answered my son.

"I know, am not complaining, I love your cock," answered my daughter.

"Okay, kids, stop it," I said.

"I'm sorry mom," said my daughter.

"I'm sorry too, mom," said my son.

That summer was very pleasant for me, my kids were taking care of my sexual needs, one day was my son, the next day was my daughter, and sometimes the two of them.

My husband was happy just watching how my kids were fucking me, and when he got horny, he always fucked Amy. At nineteen Amy's skin and body was fresh, and as a good daughter Amy loved her dad, she will do anything for him. But it was no way that my husband would satisfy Amy; she was my daughter she loved sex, like me. To satisfy her sex drive she was fucking my son everyday. 

Amy told me that she start having sex with her dad the day she turned eighteen, she begged her father to be her birthday present. After that, she saw her brother Erick taking a shower and she went crazy when she saw Erick's huge cock. One day she couldn't control herself anymore, and got in the bathroom with him. 

Erick was the first man to fuck Amy in the ass, like John did me, Erick makes Amy scream and cry in pain. But she was happy, and was fucking Erick every night even when she was in her period. Those three days Amy would take my son cock only in her ass, and of course; her mouth.

At the end of the summer; my kids went back to school, I was not worry about sex because I knew my five guys was coming back. To my surprise; they all got transferred to different schools. I felt sad and lonely.

"Don't worry honey, we'll meet other men for you," my husband Bill say.

"Or women," I said, remembering the things I did with my daughter Amy.

As you can see my sex life is not too bad, you may think am slut but so what, life is to short. I have a great perfect family, and we love each other very much. 

My daughter: I'm sure she's fucking every guy and girl in college, because she's a sex maniac, like me. 

My son: he got a girlfriend who looks just like me; when I was younger. She's draining him everyday. 

My husband: well, I guess he's saving his cum for our daughter Amy, or maybe he's getting old, he's ten years older than me.

Myself: I met this handsome Hispanic man named Joseph, he does wonders in bed. I love him I belong to him; he introduced me to Mike a nice looking black man. They came to work for me, one is my cook the other is my gardener. They take good care of me everyday. But my heart belongs to Joseph, and except for killing, I will do anything for him.

Growing up in a very strict family, didn't allow me to enjoy all my sexual desires in my younger years. Now that I am a free spirit open mind woman, I enjoy sex at my best. 

The hard part; mentally and physically is: "The first time," after that the rest is delicious!!! 

Talk to you soon.

Your horny bitch:

Julie.

The end.



The First Time



JT Suggs left the note on the counter and walked out of the house. He walked past nice but bland suburban houses as he left his quiet cul-de-sac and turned down the road that led into the centre of town. He walked down leafy lanes alongside a seldom-used railway line. In the centre, opposite the shining glass edifice of the local Tesco supermarket, he hopped on a bus to the neighbouring, bigger town. At the main bus station there he caught another bus that was heading out to an anonymous district on the fringe of the town centre. He didn't have a map; he'd already memorized the route after looking it up on the internet.

JT's heart thudded in his chest as took his seat on the second bus. He trembled with a barely suppressed cocktail of excitement and trepidation. He'd been struggling to keep it all in since he'd made that phone call at lunchtime and been aroused by the seductive, velvet voice he'd heard on the other end.

He was finally going to do it.

The bus reached his stop. He got out, walked down the busy street, turned left and then left again, entering a plain little back street. He identified the door right away. The number was painted on the burgundy surface in white paint. The door was slightly ajar.

JT's heart pounded in his ears.

He walked right by, continuing almost to the point where the side street opened out into the main thoroughfare again. He turned around, walked back, passed the slightly ajar door again.

Yes or no? He wasn't forced to. He could walk back to the stop, catch the bus and return home.

No! He was fed up of having it hanging over him.

Heart pounding, pulse pumping, hands trembling, JT walked up to the door, drew in a deep breath, pushed it open and stepped inside. A small hallway led to a staircase and then up to another short corridor that terminated in a plain white door with an intercom on the wall next to it. Pictures on the walls of beautiful models with come-hither eyes and dressed only in skimpy underwear gave more of an indication of this establishment's function.

JT pressed a button on the intercom. He heard a buzzing sound and a click as the door was unlocked from the other side. The door swung open and JT was greeted by an attractive, busty girl wearing nothing but a skimpy black negligee. Very busty, JT thought, unable to stop his gaze slipping down to the impressive curves of her chest.

"Welcome to Sinful Delights," the girl said. She smiled at JT.

JT mumbled back. His tongue felt like it had swelled up to twice its size and soaked up all the moisture in his mouth. He followed the girl inside.

Beyond both the exterior and interior door, the massage parlour saw no need to mask its presence anymore. JT walked into an open room with a leather sofa against one wall and a stripper's pole in the corner. The walls were decorated with lurid neon tubes twisted into 'XXX' signs and the outlines of sexy devil girls. The room was dim and everything was tinged red in the low light.

Two girls sat on the sofa. One was a blonde with long silky hair and a frilly white blouse, the other was an extremely busty girl with flame-red hair. The redhead wore a tight-fitting, shiny black PVC catsuit. All three girls looked like they'd stepped fresh from the set of a high-class porn flick.

JT had a mental checklist of items that needed to be satisfied for him to go through with this. One of them was the girl needed to have a minimum standard of good looks. If he was going to pay for it, it had to be with a girl he wouldn't be ashamed of picking up in a meat market after a night on the pull.

JT didn't pick up girls at the local meat market after a night on the pull. He wouldn't be here if he could. The principle was still the same. If he wouldn't be interested in the girl if they met under disco lights, why would he want to pay for it with her?

All three were way hotter than any girl he'd have a chance of speaking to under disco lights.

Check.

"I'm Sally," the girl who'd led him in said. "This is Mint and Asami," she gestured first to the blonde and then the redhead. "We're all available at the moment."

Both Mint and Asami smiled at JT. Their full, glossy lips glistened in the low red light.

That was another checkbox on JT's list. He wanted the girl to seem interested. He didn't want anyone who looked bored, disinterested or miserable.

The two girls pouted seductively at JT and pushed out their chests, accentuating their already impressive busts.

JT gulped.

Check!

"Who would you like?" Sally asked.

JT honestly didn't know. He thought this part would be straightforward. There'd be one girl that ticked his boxes and he'd pick her. He hadn't expected to find three girls way way better than his expectations. What did he want? Sweet, filthy, girlfriend experience, porn star... He hadn't given it much more thought than getting laid. Maybe they had specialities he could ask about? JT paused while he tried to make up his mind.

"I'll take him," Asami said, standing up from the sofa.

Wasn't he supposed to make that choice? JT thought. He didn't complain, though, as Asami took his hand and led him through a door at the back of the room. She was fucking hot. And kind of kinky in her shiny, tight black PVC.

Intimidating, but kinky.

More importantly, she looked like she knew what she was doing. Given his inexperience, it might be best if the girl took the upper hand. Asami looked like a girl who liked to take the upper hand.

She led him up some stairs—JT admired the shiny curve of her ass—and into an intimate bedroom. Like the room downstairs, the bedroom had been decorated as a neon temple to seedy pleasures. Dim lighting illuminated the psychedelic swirls on the walls. The 'bed' was a transparent orange plastic inflatable that looked somewhere in between a mattress and a beanbag.

"How long?" Asami asked in a velvet voice.

"Uh?"

JT was too busy staring at her vinyl-covered body. She was hot. Really fucking hot. Beneath the gleaming curves of her bosom her body tapered down to a perfect wasp waist and then swelled back out into a luscious ass on top of long, lithe legs. Her PVC catsuit clung to her like a second skin and gleamed in the low light. This was his fantasy. In flesh.

"It's fifty pounds for half an hour, seventy-five for the full hour," Asami said.

JT realised it was the same velvet voice he'd heard on the phone earlier that day.

"Um, sorry," JT said. "Can we start with half an hour and see how it goes?" he asked.

"Of course," Asami said.

She switched on a stereo and the quiet strains of some kind of goth electronica with haunting female vocals added to the background ambience.

"I'm not...very experienced at this," JT said.

Asami looked him up and down.

"First time," she said.

Was it that obvious? Yeah, JT supposed it was. Twenty-three, and still obviously a virgin. Still obviously a loser.

He nodded.

"You'll be fine." The smile she gave him was pure filth. "Now take off your clothes."

JT kicked off his shoes and unbuckled his belt.

"I didn't think I'd end up doing this," JT said. "Paying for it."

He dropped his trousers and stepped out of them.

"I'm not a heartthrob, I know that, but I thought I'd find someone. Everyone finds someone."

He'd thought that. Two years at a sixth form college, three years as an undergraduate, and now two years into his post-graduate studies hadn't borne it out.

He unbuttoned his shirt. Asami didn't offer any comments. She watched him with an amused smile on her face and a latex-gloved hand resting against her slinky hips.

"It's not the embarrassment, or the jokes, or the sense of missing out," JT explained.

Although they did get fucking annoying—and old—very quickly.

"I'm scared I'm going to meet this girl, and she's going to be just right, perfect and everything, and then we're going to go to bed together, and I'm going to fuck it all up and be all crap because I haven't had sex before, and that girl—someone I really like—is going to be gone when I wake up the next morning."

He took off the rest of his clothes.

"Does it sound bad if I say I'm doing this for practise?" he asked.

She probably thought he sounded like a loser, but was too interested in his money to let it show.

Asami's gaze dipped down to JT's crotch. She moistened her lips with her tongue.

She looked keen. He hadn't expected that. He'd expected someone a bit more...detached. Professional. Fucking loads of different blokes all the time must get old quick; he was under no illusions there. While he would have liked to have found a prostitute that was girlfriend and porn star all rolled into one, his little checkbox was more prosaic: Gives it more enthusiasm than a corpse.

Asami definitely showed enthusiasm in her bright brown eyes. He could almost kid himself she wanted him. She must be a good actor, or maybe he was letting his own wishful desires superimpose thoughts and emotions that weren't really there.

She was still fully dressed.

"What about you?" he asked.

Her PVC catsuit looked damn hot, but it was going to make intercourse difficult, and that was what JT was here for, to get his damn cherry popped. He wasn't going to be fobbed off with a handjob, blowjob, or any of the other tricks.

"I want to go the whole way," he said.

That was another checkbox—nothing less than full vaginal intercourse. The cherry WAS going.

"You do, do you," Asami said. Her brown eyes twinkled and her moist red lips curled up in a sultry smile.

She reached between her legs and pulled down a zip, exposing the shaved valley of her sex to JT. He saw the folds of her sex—light pink on the outside and darker on the inside.

Blood rushed to his temples. He felt a little dizzy. He was going to do it. He was actually going to do it.

Asami found another zipper just below her neck. She pulled it down, exposing first the shadowy crease of her cleavage, and then pulling it further and further down, revealing more and more of the soft swell of her breasts. Free of the constraints of her tight bodysuit, they looked even bigger. The opened V of her outfit was deep enough to expose the pink circles of her nipples.

Wow. What a body, JT thought.

"Do you like what you see?" Asami pushed the soft pink curves of her boobs together.

"Yea-eah," JT replied.

He couldn't take his eyes off them. What the hell was a girl like this doing stuck in a place like this?

"I can see," Asami smirked as she glanced down at his crotch.

JT looked down. Of course he had a noticeable stiffy.

Asami took two brisk strides, placed her hands on his chest and shoved him backwards. JT fell right into the big, see-through mattress-cum-beanbag thing. It was squishy, but dry squishy. The surface felt like soft, smooth rubber and it was quite comfortable to lie in.

Asami didn't waste any time. She'd already climbed on top to straddle him. One gloved hand pressed down on JT's chest while the other reached down to stroke his twitching hard-on.

"Shouldn't I be wearing a cond—"

He didn't get a chance to finish. Asami positioned the swollen head of his cock at the entrance to her vagina and pushed her hips down, sliding his whole length inside her. She pouted her moist porn star lips and made sultry moans of pleasure as she swallowed him.

JT felt the silky smooth lining of her pussy slide against his unprotected dick. He felt pressure as her tight vaginal walls squeezed up around him. He'd barely been able to contain his excitement since entering the massage parlour and this sensation was far too much. He closed his eyes, released a little sigh and felt his hips give an involuntary twitch as he popped and spunked cum inside her.

Oh, that felt good, JT thought.

Oh? Was that it?

He'd come so quickly. This was why he'd decided to give up and pay for it. How crap would it be if he'd performed like this with a girl he really loved? She'd never get into bed with him again.

"Sorry," he said. Even if Asami was a hooker, it still felt appropriate.

She paused on top of him. Her spine was arched back and up, with her head tilted to the ceiling. Her big round boobs were pushed out above JT's chest. She held that pose and JT felt a cold flash of alarm. He'd just spunked his load right up inside her pussy. Without a rubber johnny. He didn't think he was allowed to do that.

Was she going to go all ape-shit crazy on him?

No. She looked down at him with a vulpine smile on her full red lips.

"You don't need to apologise," she said, all velvet and cream. "Not at all."

She shifted position on top of him, keeping his still-hard dick deep inside her. The soft, fleshy entrance to her cunt squeezed around the base of his cock, holding him in place. Deeper inside her, the moist walls of her vagina throbbed and pulled on his dick. Whoa, could girls do that? Her pussy was sucking on his cock and it felt about a million times better than his hand had ever done.

"We've only just started," Asami said.

Her eyes changed colour. Her hazel irises became red rings, as if they'd been injected with blood. The pale pink of her overflowing breasts darkened, became redder.

What?

She dropped down on top of him and murmured sweet pleasures as she squashed the great soft mounds of her boobs against his naked chest and rubbed them against him. The strong musky scent of her perfume settled over him like a blanket. Her arms slid under his back and she embraced him tightly. Her body was hot—not in the metaphorical sense, but real actual heat hot. Her thighs gripped and squeezed his sides. She rolled her hips against him, rubbing the silky smooth walls of her pussy against the still swollen head of his cock.

Her heat and scent were stifling. Before JT could question what was happening, she pressed her soft lips against his mouth in a scorching kiss.

Her breath felt like flames streaming into his body. Her fire found something combustible within JT and ignited it. Even though he'd just come, he felt he could go again and again and again. Blood boiled through his veins. It felt like a head of steam was building in his testicles and they ached from the mounting pressure.

Her vagina coerced him with teasing little squeezes. Her moist walls gripped him—tugged, sucked. JT's muscles tensed. He was coming. Again. Already. He gasped into her kiss and his hips twitched as he released the pressure into the welcoming clasp of her sex.

Uh. So good, but intense enough to scare him. 

Asami broke off the kiss with an orgiastic sigh of pleasure. She tipped her head back and JT saw she wasn't just a wanton hooker, she was a devil. His eyes widened.

Her complexion had darkened to red. She still had the same gorgeous, glamour-puss face and porn-star pout, but her skin was as red as blood. Her irises glowed like hot coals. Horns curled down through her tangle of flame-red hair. Beyond her shoulders JT saw the black leathery sheets of her folded up wings.

He was fucking a devil.

A devil was on top of him and fucking him.

Wisps of white vapour danced between her glossy red lips. She sucked them down with an ecstatic sigh.

"Delicious," she purred.

JT saw the same wisps escaping his own mouth. It was from him. She was gulping down him.

Then she was lying back down on top of him again—warm pillows of her breasts pressed against him, hot lips wrapped around his. The fires burned higher in JT, fanned by her lust. He couldn't do anything. He was overwhelmed by the urge to fuck, fuck, fuck. He started to thrust his hips back at her, aided by the springy rubber mattress beneath him, wanting to push his cock deeper into the fleshy pit of her sex.

Asami gave another sultry moan. Her soft vagina bunched up around the root of his cock and rolled up the shaft in an irresistible, tugging suction. JT's muscles clenched again and he felt his cock swell inside her as he spurted another full load of cum into her hungry pussy.

Lost in the throes of an even stronger orgasm, JT opened his mouth and let loose a gasp. Asami placed her hands on either side of his head and let her lips form a seal around his. She caught the vapour escaping from JT and drew it into her body.

She was burning him up.

Burning him out.

He couldn't stop. The fire was out of control, tearing through his body. He was fuel and she was going to consume him until he was completely spent.

Asami broke off the kiss with another euphoric sigh.

"Yes, I think I'll slurp you all up," she said.

She looked down at JT and gave him a vulpine smile.

"It's not often we get to fully consume one of our guests. Too noticeable if too many men disappear. So we take a little portion of their sexual energy and let them leave none the wiser."

She ran a black-gloved finger down JT's chest.

"Such light snacks are so unsatisfying," she said. "Sometimes we treat ourselves to a proper meal. The occasional man can go missing without any suspicion arising. No one will know."

She placed her hands on his shoulders and moved on top of him with smooth thrusts of her hips. The full red globes of her overflowing breasts bobbed up and down. JT felt the wet friction of her hot vaginal walls as his cock moved back and forth inside her.

"You're my feast and I'm going to enjoy you to the full," Asami purred.

"Someone will know," JT said.

More white vapour escaped from between his lips and Asami drew it into her body with a sultry sigh. He felt the same plumes escape through his penis as the succubus—she could be nothing else—gave his member another soft squeeze with her vagina and sucked another long ejaculation from his body. She took his vitality with it. He had no strength to resist. The heat of her body wrapped around him sapped out all his fight and he sank deeper into the soft rubber mattress.

"No one ever tells a soul when they go to visit a prostitute," she laughed. "Now lie back and enjoy your final moments. All our men do."

The room was darkening. There was a sulphurous odour in the air that mingled with the twin pungent aromas of her sex and perfume. The music was gone and instead JT thought he heard flames roaring off in the distance. And screams. Many countless screams.

"I did," he said, little more than a wheeze. "I left a note. On the counter at home. Just in case."

Asami stopped. Her lush lips narrowed into a frown. She gripped the sides of his head and forced him to look straight up into her burning eyes. Her gaze filled his world. It swallowed him whole and violated the hidden and secret corners of his soul.

The corner of her lips turned up in a little half-smile.

"So you did," she said. "What a clever cautious boy."

JT shuddered as the soft smothering walls of her vagina relaxed and released his organ. The flow of his essence into her black womb was cut off. The sudden removal of the pleasure she'd caused him felt as bad as a kick to his groin.

"How disappointing," the succubus said. "If I don't let you return home a number of irritating persons are sure to visit here and ask a lot of inconvenient questions. I can't allow that. My sisters would be most displeased with me."

Her finger traced circles around his nipple.

"Lucky boy. It seems I must content myself with a snack after all."

She pursed her lips together and blew JT a kiss. Her breath expanded out into a spectral pink heart that enveloped JT's face. It streamed up his nostrils and settled within the hidden lobes and folds of his brain. She used it to work on the substance of his mind—breaking some connections, rewiring others; gently shaping and remoulding his memories as it suited her.

* * * *

JT thought he'd feel more elated.

It had been good, he thought as sat on the bus home. At least he'd thought it had been good. The intensity of the memory had already faded to a kind of haze. It didn't matter. He'd done it. He'd finally had sex—paid-for-sex, but sex nonetheless. That damn cherry was no longer hanging over him.




The First Time



Strangely he felt a little empty, hollow even. There was a nagging feeling he'd lost something without being aware of what it was. Stupid guilt, probably.

He got home and saw the handwritten note he'd left on top of the kitchen counter. It had the address of the massage parlour. He'd left it for his mother in case 'something' happened to him and he didn't get back before she finished work. He didn't know what that 'something' might be other than massage parlours were illicit and vaguely criminal and it would be best to be on the safe side just in case he ended up being drugged, abducted and having his kidneys removed for the black market.

It was silly, really. Of course nothing had happened. This was the real world, not a stupid gangster flick. He should have been more worried about his bus getting stuck in traffic, or his mother finishing work unexpectedly early and getting back before him. That would have left him with some awkward and extremely embarrassing questions to answer.

Smiling, JT crumpled up the useless note and tossed it into the bin.



The First Time: A Short Story



 (This was taken from a story I began in text messages on a smart phone. I have included it here as it was written) 

*

Maybe just a light finger ran down your neck?

I let my left hand move up the base of your neck, my fingers sliding into your silky hair, while my right hand is sliding down your back with just the slightest touch on your smooth skin.

As my whole left hand is moving through your hair, you give a slight shudder and in that moment I lock my hand with a fistful of hair and pull hard snapping your head back. You cry out as my right hand now at your lower back thrusts you forward where you get pushed hard to the wall chest first...

I keep you pinned there while I pull at my belt buckle to extricate it from it place. I keep my hand knotted in your hair while I take a single step back and draw my right arm back. You can hear the swoosh as the belt goes through the air. You hold your breath waiting, anticipating the moment...

Your body is like a taught spring, loaded with energy, it feels like you might actually explode. Your mind races with all the things that went into this moment. The coy messages, the playful hitting, the long looks and pleading requests. In this instant you're not sure your ready for this, but you have so longed for it. For this moment when you will give up complete control, when you will let yourself be plied and molded by you superior, your Master, your Dom. 

As you finish that thought it happens, the belt comes crashing into the flesh just below your buttocks. The sting lights the fuse that starts the explosion through your body and you cry out...

The belt comes crashing down again. The skin is on fire where it lands. You begin softly at first then building louder," Please, please, please." but it does slow the wwhhack from the belt. You try and turn your head to see your new masters face, but your head is held tight in the iron grip of their hand. You can't help it tears softly roll down your face, you are having trouble standing. You begin to beg for it to be over, but he continues silently without so much as acknowledgement of your pain.

Finally when you believe you will not be able to hold onto your sanity a minute longer. You hear the belt go slack and fall to the floor. Your still against the wall but he untangles his hand from your hair. He turns you slowly and lays soft kisses on your tear laden cheeks as he guides you down to the bed....

He slowly lifts your arms above your head bringing your shirt with them. He deftly un fastens your bra letting the weight of your breast fall hard. He drags his nails down your chest, down your stomach where he quickly pulls your pants and panties down hard and fast. The material scraping across your enflamed thighs reminds you that you are his...

You lay there exposed on this cold bed in unfamiliar surroundings, it is dark and he remains in the shadows. You question your decision, how far will he take it. How much can I take of this keeps running through your mind and you let out a gasp as you feel the ice cold metal latch around both wrists.

What do you say, what can you do. "You wanted this," you say to yourself nearly accusatorily. Your wrists are bound above your head to the wall with a single chain. He moves now to your ankles, instinctually you move you ankles away from his grasp. He grabs hard and pulls you to him by your ankle this drags your thighs across the bed sending an overload to your brain. You relax your leg and feel the metal close tight around it. He moves and does the same to the other ankle. Your legs are bound twenty or so inches apart, all of your body is exposed to this man you thought you knew. 

You feel his weight leave the bed. You see him walk to a table across the room and loose sight of him, you hear rustling, but damn it you can't see anything from this position. It is several long moments till you see his silhouette again and feel his weight next to you...

You are dying with anticipation, questioning yourself, your decisions. You gasp as you feel cold metal on your nipple first on then the other. It pinches them firm but not painful per se. Their is a chain connecting the two clamps and you feel him give a sharp tug on it and you moan deep as you feel it instantly on the tips of both your tits.

You feel his hot breath on your neck as he traces his tongue up your neck to your ear and he softly asks you "Are ready, ready to take this further and become mine."

You feel rough stiff leather being slid between your breasts over your stomach across the mound to your little private box. You feel his other hand slide down over your mound and his two middle fingers part the folds of your outer lips exposing your clitoris to the open air. It is engorged and begging to be touched....

You are not prepared as you feel the leather riding crop come down sharply on your clit and mound you cry out loud and feel the thwack again. Your body tries to save you and you faint. You come to and there is cold shudders running wild through your body. It is a second till to you figure out that your master is tracing an ice cube over your sore, swollen clit. He asks you who your body belongs to. And you manage to stammer, " Yours Sir." He whispers, " Good Girl," and pops the ice cube in his mouth and brings his wet mouth down covering your clit and lips with it. You feel his tongue drag from just below your opening parting your lips and finishing up with firm, cold pressure right on your clit....

You struggle against the restraints, all you want to do is grab his head and pull his mouth into you forever. His tongue has you at the precipice and your body is pulled tight everywhere, muscles you never knew existed are clenched as he continues to minister to your sex. You feel him wrap his lips around your clit and suckle at it as two of his fingers penetrate you for the first time and that is it. Every cell in your body screams at once and you just release. You cum for the first time you feel the walls of your sex contract and pulse and you gush flow after flow of girl come. He keeps his face mated to your pussy and rides with the involuntary convulsions of your hips. He drinks your come as if you were a fountain till you finally feel your body settle and relax...

As he pulls his mouth away the cool air just adds to the euphoria you feel. You feel his weight leave the bed and he silently slips away. It causes a longing in your groin, one you realize can only be fulfilled by him, by your Master.



The First Time Again



I was sitting in Stumpy's place sipping on a lite beer at the bar when this old fellow came in and sat down on the stool next to me and ordered a beer. He was fairly decent looking and dressed neatly. Actually, he looked to be about my age, but anybody my age is an old fellow.

"Hi, I'm Danny," he said after he took a sip, "it looks like the pickings are pretty poor for finding a sweet young thing around here tonight." He had already looked around at the only other customers, three men in dirty work clothes and greasy cowboy hats and one middle aged woman who looked like she'd been around the block a few times.

"Hello Danny, I'm Jon and it's not a great loss for me," I muttered, kinda thinking out loud, "it's been a few years since I got it up enough to do anything to a sweet young thing or any other woman. Years of high blood pressure medicine pretty well converts the old plumbing from an iron pipe to a rubber tube."

"Hey man, I'm sorry, it must be tough not being able to get it off any more?"

"Well, it can still get off, but only with a helping hand. It just won't get hard enough to push into anything."

"Well Jon, I learned many years ago, there is more than one way to skin a cat. There are other very pleasurable ways to get around a problem like that one." He said as he turned toward me and lay his hand on my leg with his fingers lightly brushing on the inside of my thigh, "If a man is willing to try something different, sex can still be as good as it was when you were twenty one." 

"You know, I just might try something different if it would feel like it did when I was twenty one. I can tell you for sure that when you get my age having a helping hand isn't much more pleasurable then taking your first pee every morning."

"Jon, if you really feel that way, why don't you follow me over to my place? We can have a beer and maybe figure out a way to solve your problem." 

Danny is in his kitchen now getting us a couple of cold beers and I am sitting here in his big old leather arm chair with those weird thoughts running around in my head, just like they did in the summer of 1947.

All these years later and here I am again, sitting in a strange room, wondering about a man I've just met. When he comes back in, will he call me over in front of him, turn the lamp off, open my zipper and take my dick and play with it for a few minutes, until it gets firm and them take it in his mouth like Paul did back then. If he does it will be the first time any man has touched it since Paul sucked my cherry from my dick. 

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It was the summer of 1947. Joe was telling about his newest sexual adventure. "Hey man, I met this guy named Paul, the other night and he invited me over to his place. He took me into this dark bedroom and sat down on something with me standing in front of him. Then he pulled my dick out and played with it until it got so hard I couldn't stand it. Then he sucked it in his mouth and started sucking and scrubbing around the head with his hot tongue. Man, when he seizes your dick with his hot mouth, you are going to cum. Man, you never felt anything that good, It even feels a lot better then doing it to a girl. Besides, you don't have to take him to a movie are spend money on hamburgers."

Listening to Joe's adventure in what was considered a forbidden area back then was very exciting for someone who's dick had never felt anything but my hand. My dick grew hard just listening to the story of Joe being fondled and a hot mouth worrying his dick until it erupted. 

Joe made having your dick sucked sound like the most exciting pleasure any teen age boy would ever experience. Listening to Joe, he convinced you that Paul was just a nice guy who enjoyed giving other guys pleasure. Joe had convinced himself a long time before that having your dick sucked did make you queer. Queers were only the guys who sucked someone's dick. It seemed logical 

It seemed to make some kind of sense as we sat around talking. The longer Joe talked about how awesome it was to have your dick sucked, the more attractive the idea sounded. Letting Paul do me too became an intense desire. "It's a shame your friend Paul isn't around right now." I said, "I've got a hard on that he could work on right now." I bragged. 

"Well", Joe ask, "Would you like to go over to Paul's with me some time?" 

"Just let me know when, I'm ready." I replied. 

"That's good, I was going over to see Paul for awhile tonight anyhow, do you want to go with me?"

My dick was still hard enough to rule my mind and I wanted more then anything to loose my virginity. "Damn right," I answered, "I'm ready." 

My dick wasn't very hard by the time we got in the car. It's influence on my thinking was shrinking also and fear of the unknown begin slowly raising it's ugly head. We were almost there when it finally dawned. I was would be in a room with a real live queer in a few minutes. Maybe tonight wasn't the best time to visit, but hard as I tried, I couldn't figure out a way to back out now. 

I was still talking during the short drive, but it was like whistling when you walking past a grave yard at night. I wasn't near as eager to arrive as I had been at Joe's house. 

After Joe parked the car we walked up the stairs to Paul's apartment on the second floor where Joe knocked on the door. The young man who opened the apartment door looked to be in his mid twenties, very personable and would have fit into almost any group. "Hi Joe, y'all come on in." Paul said, opening the door back. 

"Hi Paul, this is Jon," Joe said as we all found seats in the small living room, "he's a good friend of mine and I thought he would enjoy meeting you." We sat around and made small talk for a few minutes, until suddenly Paul stood up and said, "I'll be back in just a minute, I think I heard a car out front." 

Joe stood up a couple of minutes later and said. "I'll be back," and started toward the door where Paul had vanished." "Where are you going," I started, "Paul said he was just going to check on a car and he would be right back?" 

"Yeah, I know, but he just motioned for me. He wants to tell me something." Joe said as he left the room. 

Is he's gonna do Joe now, I wondered? Naw, probably not. It was quite as I sat there and stared at the gloomy archway into other parts of the apartment where Joe had disappeared. Could Paul be sucking on Joe's dick already, I wondered? That was the moment all kind of weird thoughts began materializing in my head and grow into a big pile of assorted fears. I suddenly realized how little I really knew about what might be happening to me in a few minutes. I mean the actual physical processes, like how did he start, then what was next, you know a step by step description of what this guy actually does to you and what you are supposed to do while he is doing it to you. 

Am I really going to have it happen to me tonight, I thought. Can I really let a strange guy do things and suck on my dick until he makes me cum, I wondered sitting there alone. 

Actually, just think about it, some guy you've never seen before is sucking your dick into his mouth and doing who knows what to it. It's going to be your first time for any kind of sexual encounter with another person, it's frightening. You would be sticking your only dick into a hole lined with the sharp teeth. How much damage could he do if you made him mad or what if he was just evil? What do they really do to you? Most guys call it a blow job, surely he wouldn't literally blow air into you like a balloon? Do you have to get in a bed with him? Would he try to hug and kisses you? Would he take all your clothes off before he does it to you? Do they put your whole dick in their mouth or just suck the end of it? If you cum in a queer's mouth, would it make you want to be queer too? Did he get sucked off by some guy when he was younger, making him a queer? If the guy gets to excited and sucks really hard on your dick while you're coming can they really suck your balls dry?" 

And even worse, can I really let some strange guy mess around with my dick in the first place? What would I do if my dick won't get hard or what if it won't cum? The mental tensions doubled and redoubled with each question that passed through my head until Joe finally appeared in the doorway again. 

"Hey Jon, Paul wants to talk to you for a minute. Just go through that door and go into the next room." Joe said as he came back into the living room. I couldn't see any difference at all in Joe's appearance. His clothes weren't mused up or anything. 

Maybe Joe really did just talk to Paul about something, I told myself. So maybe I don't have anything to worry about tonight after all. 

"Right now?" I ask. I was learning a very important lesson for later life. Be careful what you wish for. You may get it. 

"Sure, go on, he isn't going to hurt you in anyway." 

I guess it won't hurt to see what he wants, I thought as I finally got up and slowly walked through the gloomy opening into the dining room. The dining room was very gloomy after I passed through the arch. The only light was what leaked through the door from the small living room table lamp. The other room was black inside the next doorway. I figured it was the door to a bed room as I slowly walked toward it. I stopped just inside the doorway, trying to see into the darkness. 

"Hi Jon, here I am," Paul's soft voice came reassuringly out of the darkness in front of me, "walk over this way."

I shuffled through the darkness toward the voice, trying to subdue my fear of the unknown and trying to figure out what I was going to say to Paul. I froze when a hand touched my stomach 

"Come on up here a little closer," He said as his hand caught my belt and pulled me a step closer, "you don't have to be nervous." I wondered if Joe had told him I was still a virgin. I flinched when his other hand touched my soft dick through the material and caressed it lightly. Somehow his knowing fingers opened my fly and his hand was inside my pants before I knew it was open. 

Fingers clutched my soft dick and pulled it out into the open. I just stood there unmoving, like a deer caught in the headlights. This stranger was holding me captive and I couldn't move and now he had my dick was in his hot hand and was fondling it like it was his own. 

In spite of the fact that I had voluntarily walked up to him, I definitely wasn't prepared for someone else to have total control my dick. All of my fears flared up again and my dick refused to get more then firm as he fingered it. 

My mind was racing overtime, screaming that this guy was jacking me off, but my body was still paralyzed and I stood like a statue while Paul's hot hand fondled and jacked the loose skin back and forth on my poor dick. I was one of those guys whose dick had never been cut. I still had enough foreskin to completely hide the head from view. My mental state was holding me back now, but with Paul steadily jacking it, my dick finally begin to stiffen up, but it still wasn't very hard. 

"How come it isn't getting hard?" The soft voice ask from the darkness. 

"I think maybe he's just a little bit scared." I managed to stammer. 

"Well, we can't have that, we'll just have to show him that there's nothing to be scared of." The voice said soothingly. His hand continued to knead my dick and jack it a little faster with each stroke. His other hand still had a tight grip on my belt so I couldn't back away even when my dick begin reacting to the added stimulation. After a few minutes pleasant new sensations aroused my dick as Paul's expert handling overcame my apprehension and my dick was slowly growing. By now Paul was jacking the loose skin back and forth far enough to expose the head with each stroke. I probably would have cum a long time ago and started on the next one if it hadn't been a stranger's hand. 

I figured when Paul finally released it. he was getting impatient at the slow response he was getting and my dick still wasn't fully hard. My self confidence dropped about 99% when I realized that my first sexual encounter with a real person was ending in a major disaster. I would never live it down if Paul told Joe I couldn't get it up. 

He still had a grip on my belt when I felt his other hand slide between my legs. That hand got a good hold on the material at the crotch of my pants and he pulled me another step closer. Then the hand holding my belt let go and caught my dick again. I realized that it wasn't over yet when he pulled the loose skin all the way back exposing every nerve ending on the exceptionally sensitive head. The I was surprised when the head of my dick was seized again, but this time it felt different. It was tightly enclosed by something very hot and slimy. That something was caressing the head with a constant movement that filled it with new sensations. The grip on my pant's crotch kept me from retreating and pulled me closer and my dick was totally engulfed. Then I knew, it was in his mouth. My dick was trapped inside his mouth. Ready or not, I was having real sex another person. Maybe not like I had dreamed, but it was real sex. 

Now I was scared, I tried to back away, but the hand holding the crotch of my pants held firm and pulled me even closer as the squirming slimy hot wet tongue ruthlessly tormented the virgin head of my dick. After the first few seconds of shock, my dick responded to these new undeniable sensations despite my fears. My almost hard dick quickly grew super hard and I realized that something really awesome was happening to me physically, if not mentally. 

About then, I realized that my eyes had been squeezed shut and opened them. I discovered that I could see a little now, even in the dark gloom of the room. I could see we were in a bedroom and Paul was sitting in front of me on a low trunk or chest with his head tight against my crotch. I was even more surprised to see that he was jacking his dick off with his other hand while he was sucking and tormenting mine. I never dreamed guys did that. I guess I just thought his would automatically shoot off on it's own when mine did while he was sucking it. 

In some strange and bizarre way, seeing his head bobbing and feeling his mouth completely dominating my dick, and at the same time, seeing him jacking off his own dick created an incredibly strong sexual sensations in my mind. It was like every thing he was doing was wired to my dick. It somehow added a sexual fantasy to the already overwhelming physical sensations that were filling my lower body. 

Paul's relentless sucking along with his hot slick tongue stroking the head of my dick was to much to fight. My dick was harder then it had ever been in my life. By now every part of my body was aching with desire. 

My whole body was on fire, but then, I begin to feel panicky all over again because now I knew that I was positively about to cum and nothing was going to stop it and I didn't know the rules. 

Was I was supposed to signal to Paul in some way or jerk it out of his mouth before it started to cum so it wouldn't get into his mouth or should I just let it flow. My mind fought to stop it from erupting while it was in his mouth, but my body fought harder and my dick begin pulsing by it's self. By now I was standing on tiptoes, pulling back, but the hand at my crotch was pulling me even closer to that hot sucking mouth. 

Then I started to cum and forgot all the questions. My dick belonged completely to Paul's insatiable mouth. No questions ask. He could do whatever he wanted to now, as long as long as he didn't stop what he was doing. 

I looked down again after my tensions eased. I could see in the dim gloom that Paul still slowly jacking off his own dick while he sucked the last few drops from my own spent dick. He continued to suck as it shrunk, even after it was completely drained. Then his tongue became a torment as well as a pleasure as it worried the ridge around the head of my dick. Each time the tongue touched the ridge now, it caused a strange combination of pain and pleasure. I know now that prolonged stimulation can often causes super-sensitivity right after an orgasm. I began trying to evade each touch, but not to much, because your body still searches for the last fragments of pleasure. 

Paul had cooled off by then and my shrinking dick was finally allowed to slip out of his mouth and Paul relaxed the hold on the material at my crotch. "Tell Joe to come back in when you go out." He said. 

I knew that was my dismissal and I stuffed my slimy wet dick back in my pants and walked back to the living room alone. The cold sticky saliva and cum that soaked into the front of my shorts was a constant reminder of what had just happened. As we left the apartment the feel of the cold sticky wet spot pressing against my limp dick added to a nagging sense of remorse in the back of my mind 

"Well, how do you like getting sucked off?" Joe ask as we walked down the stairs to the outside. 

"I didn't even have to think before giving an answer, "I sure beats the heck out of jacking off."

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"Hey Jon, here's your beer." Danny said. "Man you look like you were many miles away from here."

After a couple of sips Danny came up with the big one. "Jon, I'm a little confused about you. Let's start off being straight with each other. Are you gay?"

"No," I burst out immediately

"OK, have you ever had any kind of sexual experience with a man?" 

"Yeah . . . one time. You know, you're the first person I ever admitted that to. Many years ago my buddy took me with him, to visit this guy named Paul who lived in an apartment above the old Cozy Cabins motel. That was the night I lost my cherry. Paul's hot wet mouth and tongue tormented my dick relentlessly till it exploded with wave after wave of pure pleasure."

"Was that the old Cozy Cabins on Jensen Drive?"

"Yeah, that's the one. I'm surprised you knew about that place?"

"Yeah, I remember where that old place. I guess the main question now is did you enjoy what he did to you?"

"Well, as I said, it was my first time to have it touched by another person, so it was the best thing I had ever felt when he finally got me off. But, except for that minute or two while I was cuming the rest of it was a kind of traumatic experience. I was standing in front of him in a pitch dark room. He was holding me so I couldn't back away and I was completely ignorant of what to expect. I almost panicked inside with just about every different touch or move he made. I was so petrified, he like to never got it hard. I guess, in a way, you could have called it a voluntary rape."

"Did you ever do go back to see Paul again?" 

"No, I met my wife just after that and I never felt the need to look anywhere else again

"Would you still have those fears if you could visit Paul again after all these years?" Danny ask.

"No. . . I know what it's all about now. It would definitely be voluntary without the rape. "

"Excuse me a minute," Danny said, "I think I heard something." He said as he went into the other room.

"Hey Jon, come here a minute, I want to show you something." Danny called a minute later from the other room. 

The other room was black inside and I paused in the doorway trying to see into the dark room. 

"I'm over here beside the window." Danny's soft voice came reassuringly out of the darkness in front of me. "There isn't anything in between us, come over here and see." 

I shuffled through the darkness toward the voice, remembering another day. I stopped and froze when a hand caught my belt and pulled me a step closer. "You don't have to be nervous this time." Danny said softly and almost like magic, my old dick was out and growing a little firmer as his educated fingers begin working it over. 




The First Time, Again



Quietly reflecting as you have asked me to, yet, though asked, the reflections never stop for me. Once again, we are looking forward to, yet another, first time, aren't we, Baby? Where did "we" come from? It doesn't matter, does it? Not really. The reality is that we are and once again, we will slip from the realities of our worlds and come together for a brief time, until the next, first time. 

What will this first time mean to us, this time, Baby? How will we feel, after so much time in between, save for our daily "check ins" and emails, how will we feel when that magic moment is finally before us, and we see each other again, for the first time? When you walk through that door this time, Baby, how do you want to see me? Do you want me in satin and lace again, with my long legs encased in silk, like always, Baby? Do you? Will your heart be pounding as loudly as mine when you reach for the phone in the lobby to tell me that you're here, and on your way up? Do you have any idea what that particular moment does to me each time? When the phone rings, like I always know it will, do you realize how my hand trembles and my breath catches tight, when I know it's you on the other end and you're finally within my very touch? Do you Baby? Do you have any idea how my heart leaps into my throat when I say hello, in a soft, lilting voice that belongs to only you and I hear your low, sultry voice on the other end, 

"Mmmm, hi baby, on my way up" 

Do you know how long it is on your elevator ride up a few floors Baby? It's an eternity. I never know whether my legs will hold me should I continue to stand, should I greet you at the door? should I sit on the edge of the bed? should I? .. should I? .. Do you realize how long a time that is to wonder, and to ache, simply in knowing that our first time is about to happen, again and you're just about to walk for that door again for the first time. 

And when you do, what do you feel when you see me again? Is your heart thudding? Mine is. When all relevance to time and space stop, and our eyes touch again, for that first time, do you see the fire in mine, in reflection of yours? Do you see the joy leaping from me as I rise to greet you, the quickened step of my stance and the outreach of my opened arms into yours? Want to know what I see? 

I see you turn to lock the door, I see the sack bearing the gifts you bring me fall from your hand to the floor, I see past your warm dark pools melting into the emerald of mine, and I see a hint of red flashing deeper within them. I see the tight clench of your strong jaw, even beneath your soft beard when your arms wrap around me in a squeeze so tight it takes my breath from me and my body melds into yours with our first deep, frenzied, searching, almost desperate kiss. You nearly knock me off my feet with the insistence of your kiss, pulling me hard into you, I feel your arms trembling around me and that tremble resonates against my mouth the deeper your first kiss takes mine, the deeper your tongue pushes into me, licking your sweet promise into me as you step me back, and back, until I'm limp in your arms again. 

And we have yet to exchange a single word. 

Your breathing now matches mine, only it's harder, deeper, and your arms are squeezing me until my palms pushing gently against your chest remind you that I need to breathe too. The laughter in our eyes touch, again, for the first time, and you slowly release me, and step back. 

Your eyes make love to me as you slowly start unbuttoning your shirt, melting me with the heated gaze of your intent. Any imperfection I worry about every time suddenly dissipates in this moment, always. I'm never anything but perfect in your eyes, and I thank you so much for that. The frailties that possess me simply don't exist when we're together. Your gaze burns through the sheerness of the lingerie I bought especially for this trip, and I feel the intensity of your eyes as they caress every inch that I am. They're beyond dark now, Baby, they're almost silted with lust as are mine watching you now unbuckling your belt and unsnapping your jeans. 

Do you hear me gasp every time, Baby, when you lower them and kick them aside? Do you? You know exactly what I'm feeling when you hear that, and you know exactly what my body is doing in response, don't you? It's always in this moment that you catch the rich, heady scent of my pulsing sex assaulting your senses, for the first time again, isn't it Baby? 

Why is it always, in this moment, that you nearly lunge into me, only in the sexy thong that I've sent you ahead of time to wear, and grab me as if you were going to consume me? Is it because you can't bear another moment without touch? Is it because you know my eyes have seen the state of your arousal in that sexy thong, and the little wet circle of betrayal that is always there upon it, or do you simply love to torture me by pulling me deep against it, grinding it deep into my own softness as you take another hard kiss from me? Why is it always this kiss, that steals my breath again, that is always so much harder than the last, why do I always feel the hint of your teeth against my neck when I drape it back exposed to you, why is that, Baby? 

Why do my breasts ache so crushed to your hard bare chest in this moment? Is it because they ache for the softness of your mouth and tongue again, after all this time? Or is it that the silkiness of my lingerie caressing your naked flesh is making you crazed with lust anew? Are you going to rip it from me this time as you have so many times before, or will you allow me to slowly remove it for you? I never quite know Baby. 

Your hands find their way to that soft flesh of my thighs where the lace topped stockings stop and the skin begins, and your fingertips burn into me in the deepest kneading I have ever felt. It almost hurts, but I feel no pain. All I know is that one silky leg coils around the back of yours and my own hands lower to cup and massage the unbelievable hardness straining in your thong. Our kiss is now desperate, and I never exactly know how we end up on the bed in this moment, but we always do, don't we? 

Have we even said hello, yet?