0 comments/ 6489 views/ 1 favorites Masturbate Fantasy #128 By: writedoctor Journal entry December 1st. Thursday evening. And Christmas looms closer. All the ads and shopping etc...Can't wait for it to be over. Bah-Humbug. Haha. This month actually turns out to be slow business wise. Quiet around the house. Will try and make plans with wifey this weekend. That lingerie store on Route 1? There was a movie she'd hinted at. Closing off for now. Hoping for a nice, horny dream. ~~~ "Are you sure about this? Positive?" "Oh yes." They had met in an online, adult chat room. Cybering with Eric was truly awesome. Inventive descriptive, gay scenarios. Erotically teasing. Explicit and gritty. Both attaining orgasm. Eventually they exchanged photos, personal info and phone conversations. Eric arranged their initial meeting at a coffee house and the subsequent date at his home. Oh yes. The simple phrase had that correct submissive tone. Often he'd become Master Eric online indulging in mild S&M. Standing in the luxurious parlor, I took in his awesome physique. Curly flaming red hair surrounded a rugged, clean shaven face. Pearly white teeth. Cut-off blue tee shirt displaying muscular arms. Tight leather pants hugging his charms. Sandals. "You're...umm...a hunk." I quipped, touching Eric's freckled skin. "Thank you. Strip now." I blushed at the command, quickly complying and stood naked for his scrutiny. "You have a nice, muscular body Don." He quietly stated, casually walking around me. Checking me out. "Follow me please." We entered the adjoining, dimly lit room. Centered under the skylight was a sizable contraption that reminded me of a Nautilus machine. Eric firmly led me to the L-shaped padded chair. The seat itself was tiny with only enough room to support the back of my tush. My genitals were totally exposed, hung loosely like a Christmas ornament. "Gonna truss you up now." I took short breaths, arms and legs were stretched out and backwards against other parts of this padded contraption. In several efficient seconds, wrists, biceps, ankles and thighs are firmly restrained using Velcro tabs. Eric smiled slipping a wide leather belt across my tummy, cinched tightly to the back support. Basically immobile and at his mercy I suddenly realize he's done this before. "Just relax man. I'm not going to hurt you...much...only bring pleasure like you've never known." Eric's friendly, hazel eyes flashed. He lightly kissed my forehead, ears and nose. Full manly lips closed tenderly against mine. Eric's warm hands caressed my temples, face and neck. Knowing fingers swirled around chest hairs and tweaked my pebble like nipples. His tactile, arousing massage moved slowly and deliberately across my torso. As he knelt, I lustfully stared at Eric's muscular biceps. His palm fondled my hairless scrotum. "Mmm. I love shaved balls. So...lick-able." Reaching to the nearby cabinet, he pulled open a drawer. Eric held the purple, torpedo shaped anal probe for inspection. My tormentor smeared a dollop of gel around the smooth 3 inch item, gently moving the tip into my pucker. "Don. Do you masturbate with something in your asshole?" "S-sometimes." "Ever had a real cock in there?" He inquired pushing the object in further, looking deep in my eyes. "Yes." "Mmm. Bet you liked that. Nice fat penis stretching you. Who was it?" The probe was fully inserted, a thin wire dangled between my open thighs. "Um. Tom. My best friend...TOM!" I shivered. The invader came to life, vibrating wildly against the sensitive prostate gland. My prick quickly surged to a full erection. "Ahh. Much better. Nice and tall." The whirring ceased temporarily. Eric worked me over, alternating between a soft massage and short quick slaps stimulating overheated epidermis and oversexed libido. More whirring deep inside. More...of everything. Perspiring and in desperate need of release, I began to plead. "So soon? My big man ready to cum?" Eric husked, long fingers pulled the skin of my bulging hardon. "P-please?" "Not yet dude. I've got something extra special for you." From the mysterious shelf, he produced a small glass bottle with a cork stopper. The liquid contents were amber, small flecks of green floated within. Pouring a liberal amount onto his palms, Eric's eyes again studied mine. "Just so you know, this is a concoction of Mediterranean olive oils and..." I hissed as Eric's oiled digits wrapped about my girth. "...herbs aphrodisiacal in nature. Make you swell." My hips involuntarily jerked, stabbing into Eric's slow moving hand. Maddeningly slow. Relinquishing his touch, the skin of my penis cooled from a menthol rush followed by a warming. My glistening member throbbed. "That. That feels...Ohh!" "You know it man. I can see. Big and hard!" Hidden speakers crackled alive and a hushed conversation began in the background. "My boyfriend Randy likes making secret audios of us. Enjoy. I'll be back." Eric smirked and left the room. Aghast at his sudden departure, words caught in my tense, dry mouth. Leave me like this? Now? I heard the rustling of fabric. Clothes? Bed sheets? Wet smacking, slurping sounds. Sloppy kissing? Closing my eyes, I concentrated on the sinful noises. Heavy breathing. Simple phrases. Bite them, yes. Nipples? Mmm, lovely fat penis! Deep guttural moans. Gagging, owlggh...owlghh. Pleasurable sighs. Visions of passionate gay love flashed in a befuddled, oversexed brain. Inner anal muscles contracted around the silent probe. Pre-cum oozed, a gossamer thread dangled and hung towards the floor. I've never been able to attain a hands-free orgasm but this was getting close to happening. Is this what Eric was attempting? Long minutes passed, the men continued to thrash. And there he was in the doorway. Completely nude, hair slicked back. Eric's toned pecs adorned a masculine, hairy chest. Tight, flat tummy. His half-erect manhood sprouted from a forest of red pubes. His bloated mushroom head shiny with desire. My balls rolled at the stunning visual. "Ooo. You're leaking. I like that." Eric moved closer, turned and bent at the waist flashing his oh-so-white derriere. Gripping nether cheeks, he lewdly pried them apart showcasing a lovely star shaped, light brown anus. Eric's full balls hung enticingly. "Would you like to fuck me?" "God yes!" I rasped. Picturing my blood engorged tip sinking into Eric's tunnel and cumming in seconds. "Sorry. That'll be for my pleasure...later." Suddenly he was again kneeling between my legs, drizzling more oil onto sensitive genitals. I watched as in a trance. Eric's trance. "Mmm. Love your pulsing cap. Red and angry. Fuck, you're gigantic Don. Like marble." Words infiltrating and captivating an inflamed ego. His index finger and thumb captured my scrotum, Eric's other hand contoured around my fleshy pole. "Biggest penis I've ever seen," whispered, "Freaking huge! You've been such a good boy. Now...become your cock." "W-what?" I stammered. "Become your cock. Forget your extremities. Fit yourself inside the glans, yoga style. Concentrate on only your cock. Yes. Grow for me. More." Eric's oiled fingers slowly pulled, traversing the length of my erection. Up and down. Slow. Teasing. He gripped my nuts, tenderly squeezing and sending me over the edge. The most powerful, mind-bending orgasm I've experienced consumed my soul. Huge dollops of cream erupted in mid-air. The anal probe squirted, landing unceremoniously onto the floor. I bellowed and screamed in delight. "Nnnn! Ahhh! Ggg-ahh!" A monstrous tidal wave of ecstasy lapped at every nerve ending. I strained against the bonds, entering a world of sensational pleasure. Eric's hand rhythmically milked my hardon perfectly. "Fuck yeah. Oh fuck yeah. Give me your cum!" He urged. I was pissing cum. Pinpricks of lights danced over eyelids. The feelings so intense, it felt multi-orgasmic. I drifted blissfully, nearly passing out. So spent that time lost meaning. I barely recognized the Velcro tabs released and slumped into his arms. ~~~ Eyelids fluttered open. On my back, what felt like a futon mattress, I stared up at Eric's manly chest. Impaled on my cock, he rose and fell, fucking with abandon. Ragged breathing. His face a contorted, twisted mask approaching orgasm. He grunted, moaning. Eric's wrist a blur. A rope of cum ejaculated, splashing warmly onto my stomach. Eric's sphincter squeezed lustfully. I twisted his nipples, eliciting more sighs at the peak of his pleasure. God, could I cum again? Eric, I think I love you. ~To Be Continued~ Masturbate Fantasy #129 Journal entry March 30th. Tuesday evening. Nearing the end of another five day/night stretch on the road and can't wait to get back home! The things I do for money. Ha ha. No complaints really. Staying at one of those inexpensive but fairly comfortable express inn types off the interstate. Long call with wifey. Think she's glad to have some alone time. Understand that. One short meeting in the morning then airport. Dinner was ok. Miss my bed. I'll skip perusing the porn sites for one evening. Grin. Close this for now. Hope for nice, horny dreams. ~~~ "Are you sure about this? Positive?" "Oh yes." They had met in an online, adult chat room. Cybering with Victoria was truly awesome. Their inventive, descriptive scenarios erotically teasing and explicit. Both invited bisexuality. Both had attained satisfying orgasms. Eventually they exchanged photos, detailed personal info and phone conversations. Victoria arranged their initial meeting at a coffee house and the subsequent date at her home. Oh yes, the simple phrase had the correct submissive tone. Often she had become Mistress Victoria online while indulging in mild S&M. Standing in the luxurious parlor, I took in her radiant beauty. Ringlets of coal black hair framed a cute, oval face, landing softly upon freckled shoulders. Victoria's full breasts strained against her laced corset, the brilliant red matching her lipstick. She wore a short, leather tapered skirt. Shiny black high heels. "You're gorgeous." I quipped, lightly kissing her cheek. "Thank you. Please strip now." I blushed at the command, quickly complying and stood naked for her scrutiny. "You have a nice, muscular body Don." She quietly stated. Heels clicked loudly while walking around me. "Follow me please." We entered the adjoining, dimly lit room. Centered under the skylight was a sizable contraption that reminded me of a Nautilus machine. Victoria's firm hand led me to the L-shaped padded chair. The seat itself was tiny with only enough room to support the back of my tush. My genitals were totally exposed, hung loosely like a Christmas ornament. "Let's truss you up now. Shall we?" I took short breaths as arms and legs were stretched out and backwards against other parts of this padded contraption. In several efficient seconds, wrists, biceps, ankles and thighs are firmly restrained using Velcro tabs. Victoria smiled slipping a wide leather belt across my tummy, cinched tightly to the back support. Basically immobile and at her mercy I suddenly realize she's done this before. "Just relax darling. I'm not going to hurt you...much...only bring pleasure like you've never known." Victoria's friendly, hazel eyes flashed. She lightly kissed my forehead, ears and nose. Full lips closed tenderly against mine. Victoria's warm hands caressed temples, face and neck. Long fingers swirled around chest hairs and tweaked my pebble like nipples. Her tactile, arousing massage moved slowly and deliberately across my torso and downward. As she knelt, I lustfully stared at Victoria's full cleavage. Her palm fondled my hairless scrotum. "Mmm. I love shaved balls. So...lick-able." Reaching to the nearby cabinet, she pulled open a drawer. Victoria held the purple, torpedo shaped anal probe for my inspection. My tormentor smeared a dollop of gel around the smooth 3 inch item and gently moved the tip into my pucker. "Don. Do you masturbate with something in your asshole?" "S-sometimes." "Ever had a cock in there?" She inquired pushing the object in further. "Yes." "Mmm. Bet you liked that. Nice fat penis stretching you. Who was it?" The probe was fully inserted, a thin wire dangled between open thighs. "Um. Tom. My best friend...TOM!" I shivered, the invader coming to life, vibrating wildly against the sensitive prostate gland. My prick quickly surged to a full erection. "Ahh. Much better. Nice and tall." The whirring ceased temporarily. Victoria worked me over, alternating between raking nails, soft massage and short quick slaps sensitizing overheated epidermis. Her verbal assault stimulated my oversexed libido. More whirring deep inside. More...of everything. Perspiring and in desperate need of release, I began to plead. "So soon? My big man ready to cum?" Victoria husked, long fingers pulled my bulging hardon. "Not yet honey. I've got something extra special for you." From the mysterious shelf, she produced a small glass bottle with a cork stopper. The liquid contents were amber, small flecks of green floated within. Pouring a liberal amount onto her palms, Victoria's eyes studied mine. "Just so you know, this is a concoction of Mediterranean olive oils and..." I hissed, silky digits wrapped about my girth. "...herbs supposedly aphrodisiacal in nature. Make you swell darling." My hips involuntarily jerked, stabbing into Victoria's slow moving hand. Maddeningly slow. Relinquishing her touch, the skin of my penis cooled from a menthol rush followed by a warming. My glistening member throbbed. "That. That feels...Ohh!" "Yes honey. I can imagine. Big and hard!" Hidden speakers crackled alive and a hushed conversation began in the background. "My girlfriend Jennifer likes making secret audios of us. Enjoy sweetie. I'll be back." Victoria smirked and left the room. Aghast at her sudden departure, words caught in my tense, dry mouth. Leave me like this? Now? I heard playful female giggling. Rustling of fabric. Clothes? Bed sheets? Wet smacking, slurping sounds. Sloppy French kissing? Closing my eyes, I concentrated on the sinful noises. Heavy breathing. Simple phrases. Bite them, yes. Nipples? Deep guttural moans. Such a sweet, tasty pussy. Pleasurable sighs. Visions of lesbian love flashed in a befuddled, oversexed brain. Inner anal muscles contracted around the silent probe. Pre-cum oozed, a gossamer thread dangled and hung towards the floor. I've never been able to attain a hands-free orgasm but this was getting close to happening. Is this what Victoria was attempting? Long minutes passed, the girls continued to thrash. And there she was in the doorway. Completely nude. Her hair was slicked back into a boyish look. Victoria's luscious, curvy breasts showed wide, brown areolas capped with turgid, thimble sized nipples. Her hips swayed tantalizingly. A thin line of reddish pubic hair pointed to a hairless vagina. My balls rolled at the stunning visual. "Ooo. You're leaking. I like that." Victoria moved close, turned and bent at the waist flashing her oh-so-white derriere. Glossy, lacquered nails gripped her nether cheeks and lewdly prying them apart. Lovely star shaped anus. Pouting labial lips. Delicate inner petals, pink and shiny with dew. "Would you like to fuck me?" "God yes!" I rasped. Picturing my blood engorged tip sinking into Victoria's slick tunnel and cumming in seconds. "Sorry hun. That'll be for my pleasure...later." Purring. Suddenly She was again kneeling between my legs, drizzling more oil onto sensitive genitals. I watched as in a trance. Victoria's trance. "Mmm. Love your mushroom cap. Red and angry. Fuck, you're gigantic Don. Like marble." Words infiltrating and captivating an inflamed ego. Her slender index finger and thumb captured my scrotum, Victoria's other hand contouring around my fleshy pole. "Biggest penis I've ever seen," whispered, "Freaking huge! You've been such a good boy. Now...become your cock." "W-what?" I stammered. "Become your cock. Forget your extremities. Fit yourself inside the glans, yoga style. Concentrate on only your cock. Yes. Grow for me. More." Victoria's oiled fingers slowly pulled, traversing the length of my erection. Up and down. Slow. Teasing. She gripped my nuts, tenderly squeezing and sending me over the edge. The most powerful, mind-bending orgasm I've experienced consumed my soul. Huge dollops of cream erupted in mid-air. The anal probe squirted, landing unceremoniously onto the floor. I bellowed and screamed in delight. "Nnnn! Ahhh! Ggg-ahh!" A monstrous tidal wave of ecstasy lapped at every nerve ending. I strained against the bonds, entering a world of sensational pleasure. Victoria's hand rhythmically milked my hardon perfectly. "Fuck yeah. Oh fuck yeah. Give me your cum!" She urged. I was pissing cum. Pinpricks of lights danced over eyelids. The feelings so intense, it felt multi-orgasmic. I drifted blissfully, nearly passing out. So spent that time lost meaning. I barely recognized the Velcro tabs released and slumped into Victoria's arms. ~~~ Eyelids fluttered open. On my back, what felt like a futon mattress, I stared at Victoria's lovely heaving breasts. Impaled on my cock, she rose and fell, fucking herself with abandon. Ragged breathing. Her face a contorted, twisted mask approaching orgasm. She wailed in a high pitch moan. I felt rivulets of warm liquids anointing my privates. I twisted her nipples, eliciting more sighs at the peak of her pleasure. God, could I cum again? Victoria, I think I love you. ~To Be Continued~ Masturbate Fantasy #130 Journal entry June 24th. Thursday evening. Finally closed the deal on downtown duplex. Should realize an excellent commission. Holly's returning to the university on Sunday. Haven't found the right time or moment to talk with Karen about intimacy with Holly. Oh well. Wifey is cuddled and sound asleep. She's calm now after a hectic, week long business trip. Blah, blah, blah... Close this for now. Bring me some nice dreams. ~~~ In a familiar dream setting. The dense jungle is steamy and humid. The lush vegetation wet with dew. Inside a grass hut, I am naked, wrists and ankles tethered with strips of rawhide onto a large, bamboo X frame. Mmm, nice dreams indeed! The entry, hide covered door flaps open and she enters. Her hazel-green eyes bore into my nakedness and my cock stirs. "Well. What do we have here?" The succubus throatily asks. Her leopard skin bikini barely covers her charms. Reaching behind, she unties the strap, her pendulous breasts capped with turgid, mahogany nipples. Of its own volition, my prick surges upward. I smell a fragrant, woody incense and gaze into hypnotic eyes. She is stunning and moves closer. She's inside my head, probing the pressure points of my sexuality and thoughts. "You're hard. Love the shape of your cock. Would you like me to suck you? Feel my wet tongue licking your balls?" "Oh yes. Please." I croak desperately. Her hand creeps under the tiny breechcloth, touching herself. I feel ethereal, ghostlike fingers pulling the skin of my erection. Stroking. She giggles. Teased to the limit, I strain against the binding, pushing my aching prick towards her. "What do you expect under this covering? A shaved cunt? A bulging hardon to pleasure with your sissy mouth? I can visualize your fantasies. Desire for fellatio." The cloth is quickly gone, revealing pouty cuntal folds and a tuft of bright red hair. Fingers tip-toe through the curls and zero in on the mark. "Oh-h-hh-hh-hh!" The succubus moans. ~~~ Pressed into the mattress, I writhe imitating a fucking motion and waken to the sighing. "Oh-h-hh-hh-hh!" The moan is soft and distant but real. With urgency, I reach for my wife only to find rumpled, empty sheets. A glance at the pesky digital clock says 2:13. I quickly rise and walk along the deep carpeted hallway. Holly's bedroom door is open a foot or so. Another soft sigh emanates from within and I, of course, stealthily move inside. Atop the maple dresser, two candles reflect against the vanity mirror, softly illuminating the scene which takes my breath away. Eyes closed, my wife is sprawled nude with Holly's face glued to the juncture of her thighs. Karen's breasts are heaving rapturously, fingers tangled in our daughter's tresses. "Ohh. Babydoll yes. Eat me." Holly's slim, tanned torso stretches along the comforter. She's wearing a skimpy pair of polka dotted panties, half wedged into her asscrack revealing a gorgeous alabaster derriere. The voyeur's mouth is dry and prick understandably bulging. "Lick me. Yes. Right there." Holly's metronome like tongue deliberately taps and licks between mother's sensitive peehole and the underside of her thimble sized clitoris. Karen is climbing the ladder of ecstasy. "Mmm. Babydoll yes. Suck it now." Pursed, saliva coated lips capture the swollen pearl, avidly suctioning the miniature penis. "Don't stop! Holl-ll-ll-ll-eeeeeeeeeeeeee!" She shrieks, undulating her hips forcefully against the mouth, attaining a magnificent orgasm. Every sinew stiffens. Head thrown back, jugular pulsing, Karen writhes under daughter's intense suckling. Loud moans decorate the feminine room. Witnessing the lovely scene, I resist the urge to touch my aching cock lest I ejaculate. Karen's legs violently clamp and she giggles joyously, pulling Holly's face away. "Oh. Stop now. You bad girl. Too...too sensitive!" I know that feeling my wife has. Can't touch her clit for at least 5 minutes. Holly wriggles up her side, lapping at a crinkled areola. Red lacquered fingernails rake along Karen's breasts and flat tummy. Karen sighs, "Mmm babydoll. You send me...ohh. Whew." "I love your tangy taste Mommy." Truthfully said, my wife's sexy froth glistening on Holly's face and chin. Formerly lost in their quality lovemaking, my sweet daughter spies me and winks coquettishly. "Umm. Mommy. We have a visitor." "Hmm? What?" She glances in my direction, "Oh. It's you." "Gee Daddy, I think you're going to rip your shorts." Holly giggles at the evident boner. Karen is quickly near, kissing my mouth and face. "Our daughter is quite the sexual being. Isn't she? Holly told about you and the fun shared during my absence." I felt somewhat guilty but overall pleased that it had come out. No pun intended. "Now...I want you to fuck Holly. And I'm going to watch." I shivered in delight. "Holly, be a dear and take off your father's boxer's before he really does rip them." I am nude in seconds with Holly's warm fingers wrapped around my cock. "Ooo. Mommy, he's leaking." "Because he desires you." As if producing a porn movie, Karen moves and directs us. Slipping off Holly's moist panties, she fluffs up the pillows and arranges our girl in the bed's middle. Wordlessly I follow and kneel between smooth open thighs. Karen lovingly caresses her mons area. "Such a pretty flower!" Wifey lewdly grasps the red-tipped phallus and guides me inside the succulent wetness of my daughter's quim. Easing past wafer thin inner lips and into her moist, velvety vagina. Aggressively, I grab the backs of Holly's knees, opening her wider and bury my full manhood. "Oh Daddy! Big cock oh yess-s. Stretch me. Fuck me. Yes." It's an additional thrill knowing Karen is watching and I begin to saw my rampaging hardon in and out my daughter's lubed tunnel. Holly constricts her pussy muscles causing mutual gasps. Passion ignited, we fuck and rut like animals. Releasing the hold, Holly's ankles wrap around my hips. The cock to cunt connection tight and sensual. Settling into a marvelous rhythm, our flesh slaps noisily. Her eyes are half closed, her nails gripping my biceps. We screw with total blood pounding abandonment, perspiring raggedly. "Mmm. Daddy...yes." I quickly glance towards Karen with two fingers squelching in and out her wet pussy. "Fuck her good Daddy." She rasps. Aroused for so long, my balls are full and tight. So near the edge and consuming peak. "Can't. Hold. Back..." I gasp. Wifey's warm palm caresses a flexing ass cheek, her finger tickling my pucker. "Give her your seed!" And I do. My cock explodes, shooting a volley a thick, cream into my daughter's tight passage. Pistoning through glorious waves of pleasure, I ram deeper and harder almost bruising her tender labial folds. Stars waver under closed eyelids, releasing copious amounts of sperm. "Oh Daddy! I. Ngh...ngh...ngh!" My sweet Holly is cumming also. We rock together capturing every ecstatic ounce and satisfying our lust completely. Groaning and sighing I empty my balls, my soul into her until crumpled by exertion we collapse. "Such a beautiful sight." Karen remarks. ~~~ Just before dawn, I awaken and blissfully empty an aching bladder. Karen lays under the sheets and I smile at her sleepy figure. Movement at the door. Holly is wearing a short, faded yellow tee shirt. Perky nipples and no undies. "Daddy." She whispers, motioning me towards the doorway. She grabs my hand and leads us down the short hallway. Inside her bedroom, Holly closes the door silently and removes the tee. She presses her silky smooth skin against me. "I...uh woke up horny Daddy. I need your cock." My head is spinning. Petite, knowing fingers fondle my balls and cock. Masturbate Fantasy #131 Journal Entry January 21st Traveling through southern New Mexico. Mid 60's. Warm enough. Staying at a campground in a rustic log cabin. No frills. I like that. Decent Mexican food nearby. Community laundry and very sanitary facilities. Long hot shower sounds good. Wishing for a surprise guest. I confess journal, I have thought about him. Closing eyes. Randy, come visit me. Please? ~~~ It's a short walk to the cinder block building. After punching in the standard security code, I enter the spacious bathroom area. A line of sinks with gleaming fixtures stretch under overhead windows allowing natural sunlight in. An inadvertent drip echoes from a nearby showerhead. The place is spotless, vacant and all mine. Armed with my trusty black leather shaving kit and toiletries I choose the end cubicle and pulled back the bamboo curtain. Momentarily shocked, I gasp at the unexpected figure sitting on the alcove's wide bench seat, "Oh! I'm sorr...Randy? "I was waiting for you." He chuckles. "No. You, ahh, surprised me." Randy stood, closed the curtain and brushed his lips over mine. We embrace. I kiss back holding his muscular arms. Breaking for air, I strip off my tee shirt and undo the sash of Randy's blue robe. Wordlessly I kneel on the spongy floor covering and wet my lips sighting Randy's cock. It's long even when flaccid. His hairy balls are musky, mouthing them individually. I lap the underside of his ebony phallus and suck hungrily. Feeling it grow. So much for foreplay, huh? As if we've had this dance before, Randy turns and I spread his taut buttocks. My tongue eagerly laps at the crinkled bunghole. Pursed lips surround his tasty anus, slobbering against the sensitive opening. "Oh yeah, Rim me. Yeah." I adore the taste and feel of Randy's earthy aperture. Saliva coated, it glistens like a jewel. The pink digit wriggles back inside. Stiffened, probing like a miniature penis. Randy sighs, "Mmm, fuck baby. That's sweet." My lover suddenly pivots. I ogle his ripped, masculine frame. Brandishing a proud erection. My face is flushed. I lustfully fellate Randy's prick. He moans like an animal. "Take off your clothes. Let's shower." Begrudgingly I cease sucking the hard prize, stand and remove my trousers. Randy smiles at my pretty, pink panties. I blush timidly. "Ooo. Are you a sissy boy?" I nod submissively. Large fingers reach under the lace waistband and I quiver while he fondles my hairless sack. "And shaved! What a good sissy boy. My Andrew loves the smooth look and feel also." With the see-through vinyl liner pulled to the side, we step into the cozy, blue tiled stall. Stinging, exhilarating needles of hot water assail our nakedness. I work the lanolin based bar across Randy's dark skinned back. Lathered bodies slip and slide. My hardon brushes against Randy's beautiful, smooth wand. "Mmm. Two hard cocks." He whispers. I am lost in the indulgence of a sensual frottage. "Ready for me sissy boy?" Randy urgently husks. "Yes Master." Blushing in anticipation, "With you...anytime." Hands on knees, I bend over and offer myself. Randy's large mushroomed head presses against my sphincter and half his cock slides in easily. I exhale adjusting to its thick girth. Oh I'll be your sissy boy I silently pray. Gods yes. If that's what you want. Randy slowly began sawing his soapy hardness in and out. Stretching my asshole. The bloated tip pleasurably tickled my prostate and my dick responded, surging to full attention. "Tight little bitch." He rasped. Firm hands pulled my shoulders and we cake-walked from under the spray, mashing my body against the far, slick tiles. Randy thrust forward, burying his manhood deeply. I groaned from the intense fullness. "God you're big. Fuck me hard. Deep. Yes!." He obliged, pumping the immense shaft, fucking my nether cavity angrily. We soon found a lovely rhythm. Randy sexily withdrew and plunged inside again. Fully impaled, my lathered genitals pressed against the tiles. Sharp teeth bit into my shoulder and Randy lewdly grasped my pulsing erection. "Are you My bitch?" Our flesh slapped noisily. "Yes Master. Fuck your bitch. Hard! Mmph." "Want My cum sissy boy?" Hoarsely said into my ear. Randy's fat penis squished in and out of my opened asshole. Large, soapy fingers teased, stroking my cock. I felt Randy's body and muscles stiffen. "Ohh fuck-k! Cumming now! Argh-hh!" His enormous prick seemed to swell. Blood pounding in veins, my orgasm burst, spraying thick gobs of sperm. My ring contracts and tightens around the thick invader. Randy is humping wildly, warm cream spewing into my backside. He masturbates me perfectly, squeezing gently causing a torrent of cum and emptying my balls. Panting, our breathing is ragged. We are connected physically and spiritually. He presses and embraces through a synchronous, luxurious orgasm. My cock is stiff as a board and I feel my lover's penis begin to soften. He retreats and I groan from the void. Desiring only to be filled again and again. Randy rinses quickly and softly kisses my mouth. "I might have left a passion mark. Sorry." He smiles. "Love your cute ass sissy." Randy disappears through the foggy liner. With wobbly, unsure legs I rinsed and contentedly toweled off in the outer cubicle. Centering the panties on the floor, I squat over them. My asshole purges air and much of Randy's essence. The satin accepts as I do. A nasty keepsake but lovely. ~~~ Inside the cabin, on the pine desk sits a package and note. "Hope you enjoy these. Perhaps we can get together soon for a "dress" rehearsal." Drew. I hold up the smoky pantyhose and admire the cutaway crotch opening. I can't wait to try them on. And of course with Andrew. Masturbate Fantasy #132 Journal entry June 23rd. Another warm day. Finished rewarding laps in the pool. Attempting to work but its Saturday. Fuck that. Holly is home on college break. Perhaps breakfast tomorrow? Quality time. Quiet in the house. Its 10:00 pm. Is that a car door slamming? I have secretly...sexually desired my daughter for quite some time now. How's that for honesty journal? So relieved that she's home and happy. Wish we could make love. Sigh. Closing eyes. Come to me now Holly. ~~~ She enters through the front door, nonchalantly kicking off leather sandals. Holly looks stunning in tight denim shorts and halter top. Wavy black as night hair frames a pretty face. Large gold looped earrings shimmer daintily. Deep sparkling hazel eyes hold my look. "Hi Daddy." "Hey sweetie. You're home early." "Yeah well. Greg always seems to have an excuse and run off." She shrugged. "Can I ask you something?" "Of course." We've always been open and honest. "Am I...you know...attractive?" "Oh honey you're..." Sexy? Freaking gorgeous? Good-enough-to-eat? All the right words seemed inappropriate. "You're beautiful. I mean that." Smiling, she sauntered closer and wedged tightly against me on the cushioned loveseat. Laying her head on my shoulder, Holly's left hand draped across the front of my blue summery robe. Her firm breasts pressed into my arm causing my penis to stir pleasurably. "Didn't expect an impartial answer." She giggled. "It's true." I brushed away a soft lock and kissed her forehead. "Aww you are the best Daddy." Nuzzling my neck and ear. Her hair smells wonderful. Her soft face and extreme closeness arousing. Holly turned and kissed her father full on the mouth. The kiss was sweetly spontaneous. My cock stirred again as Holly's lips writhed sensually, capturing my full attention. She pressed harder, then surprisingly inserted her long, wet tongue. My prick stiffened and I groaned breathlessly into her mouth. Our tongues dueled lewdly, tasting each other's passion, kissing deeper. Holly broke the lip lock, her leg pressed against my bulging hardon. "Mmm. Somebody's hard." She teased. I simply gazed into my daughter's lust filled eyes. She slithered down, knelt between my legs and carefully untied the sash. I trembled, watching Holly slowly part the robe exposing my naked genitals. Her eyes grew wider. "Oh Daddy. Your cock is...huge." Her slender, knowing fingers wrapped around my girth and stroked the silky skin up and down. "Your cock is so warm. The skin so soft and yet...so hard!" My prick pulsed in her grip. Holly's finger traced along the large blue vein. "Mmm Daddy. I love this. Love the shape of your big...hard...cock." Her sultry words and touch were exciting like I was under a spell. Her spell. Holly efficiently shrugged out of the confining halter and sighed comfortably. Her cleavage is dotted with cute freckles. Her firm, pointy breasts capped with turgid, dark red nipples. "Do you like my titties Daddy?" "Oh yes. Yes. Very much sweetie." She smiles appreciatively. Painted, glossy fingernails raked my inner thighs. I gasp as Holly kissed the bloated head of my erection. The tip of my daughter's tongue licked along my sensitive frenulum. She palmed my ball sack. I can't remember ever being this hard. My girl's heavenly touch ceases. Holly stands to unbutton and unzip her shorts. They quickly puddle on the floor. My heart beats rapidly while ogling the nearly nude sight. Holly's pink, high-cut panties intimately snug like a second skin around wide, shapely hips and feminine charms beneath, I sit forward to kiss her flat tummy and belly button. Palms lovingly caress Holly's satin encased derriere and the backs of smooth thighs. I feel her shiver slightly. "Daddy," she whispers, "Take them off." A drop of pre-cum oozes, my thumbs hook under the frilly waistband and pull her undies down. She steps free of them. Holly's scent of arousal wafts up, assailing my nostrils. My hands return to her bare ass cheeks and massage the taut flesh. Her legs open slightly. "Please Daddy. Please touch me now." Shaking hands travel along the delicate curve of her bottom, reaching past the crack of her ass. I brush against my daughter's syrupy cuntal folds. She sighs. "Ahh. See what you do to me Daddy?" Her strong arms firmly push my shoulders, easing me back into the cushions. She removes the last vestige of my clothing and straddles over me, agile as a cat. Holly grasps my erection swabbing the mushroom head between slick lips. My cock enters, sliding easily into her warm, wet vagina. My head spins realizing my daughter has seduced me. She slowly eases down, swallowing inch by sweet inch. Her cunt is tight and velvety. Holly hisses in delight and moans when firmly impaled on my sizable length. Our pubic hairs mashing, mingling. "Nnn-n. Fuck Daddy you're big. Now...now I know..." "Know what honey?" "Why...M-momm-y moans...Nnn-n...so loud..." My wife, Karen is quite vocal. Hell yes loud when cumming I thought. So Holly listened. So what? Who's moaning now? Spearing my hardness up, eliciting sexual gasps from my new lover. "Yes! Oh yes! Daddy...mmm...Daddy. So good!" "You're awesome baby. Beautiful. I...I've wanted this. Us. For so long. Holly pistoned up and down, her spongy walls squelching bringing mutual pleasure. We soon found a delicious fucking rhythm. Pulses racing. Rutting like animals our pace quickened, flesh slapping noisily. Our heated lips brushed. Holly wetly kissed my neck and huskily moaned, "Daddy. Nnn-n. I...I'm getting close. So horny for you. Fuck me. Yes bite my neck. Yeah like that Daddy. Ohh! Cock so big. Stretching me. Oh God. I'm there. Cum with me Daddy. Now!" I felt her torso stiffen. Grabbing Holly's ass, I rapidly fucked my daughter "Aaa-hh-eeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Holly screamed. "Don't stop. Don't. Ohh!" Warm fluids splashed onto my balls and I lost it. "Holly! Oh God! Argh-hhh." I yelped. A torrent of thick cum erupted painting Holly's juicy quim white. Her nails sadistically dug in my flesh and I loved that attention. She wailed through a long, intense orgasm. I delightfully emptied my balls. My essence. My soul inside her lovely person. She rocked effortlessly on my lap. "Oh Daddy! Mmm." Holly gasped for air, breasts heaving. I hugged my sweet daughter tight. Her smooth back slick with perspiration. Our crotches a sticky mess. Every ounce of pleasure extracted, we glowed in the twilight of togetherness. "I love you Daddy. More than ever now." "I love you too sweetie. Always and all ways." ~Later that night~ Holly's soft palm caressed my face, awakening me. I am nude but not startled. She smiles down and is playing with my cock. "Again Daddy?" "Umm Holly. My sweetie. You know your Mom's coming home tomorrow, right? Umm what do we tell her about...you know..." "Silly Daddy." My daughter smirks licking the head of my hardening prick, "Mom and I have made love before. She has the greatest clit but you know that of course." My head spins from the potential variations. Masturbate Fantasy #133 Masturbate Fantasy #133 Journal entry August 2nd. In San Francisco attending a boring but necessary 3 day seminar. The city is alive, bustling! Good restaurants. Staying at an above average hotel with many gays around. What else would I expect? Nursing a cold draft beer in the comfortable lounge. At a nearby glass top table I notice the two black men. Well dressed, handsome. Sitting close. One is bald, the other huskier sporting dreadlocks. Rising to leave they hold hands. The bald one winks at me. I smile. Please, I silently ask. Invite me along. ~~~ "Hello. I'm Andrew or just Drew." His fingers are delicate, moist palm. His smile is genuine and inquisitive. "Hi. I'm Don." My grip is firm, friendly and equally inquisitive. "This is my partner Randy." He nods courteously. "We...ah noticed you. And were wondering if you'd...ah if you'd care to join us for a drink upstairs?" We all exchange furtive glances but feel a certain connection within this lonely lounge. "Love to." The elevator was empty and cozy and the piped in music corny as always. Room #445 is spacious and smells of incense. "I'm going to take a shower," Randy announced, "You two can get acquainted." Lightly bussing Drew's cheek and mouth. Andrew's eyes sparkled offering the lit joint. Don toked greedily, inhaling the sweet cannabis. They sat on the wide couch smoking and chatting amiably about themselves. "This was my idea," He confessed, "Inviting you up. I think you're wicked cute." "What a nice compliment." Don replied feeling the soft buzz. "So Don. Do you enjoy porn?" "Of course." "Well this is a compilation of scenes we like. But good." Drew intoned, popping in the DVD. The beginning was grainy. A short middle-aged man with a goatee walked along the dimly lit aisle of booths. Pulling aside the curtain he inserted the crisp 10 dollar bill. The TV screen colorfully came to life with two blondes feasting on their wet pussies. Load moaning. Suddenly a magnificent erection protrudes through the glory hole. The goateed man knelt to pay homage and cum soon dripped off his chin. Drew hummed favorably. Don's cock was rising. Randy sauntered in nude with a white towel around wide shoulders. Even flaccid, his penis is fat and lengthy. Sitting close on the other side of Don, his after shave clean and musky. A tanned hunk stood naked, leaning against one of the cabana's doorways. His deep blue eyes gazed at the young man emerging from the surf. They embraced and kissed in the shade, fondling one another's cocks. A nearby cot beckoned. The surfer eagerly fellating the muscular man. Randy's hand stroked along Don's thigh, casually palming the bulging crotch. He sighed as nimble fingers undid the belt and zipper. Drew helped divest trousers and underwear. His warm hand grasped the hardon. "Mmm. Such a lovely staff." Whispered, kissing the arrow shaped tip. "I see a big bed over there." Randy suggested. Drew disrobed to only pink, satin panties. His right nipple pierced with a silver loop. Stepping from the frilly underthings, his body hairless. "It's my dainty side." He chuckled softly, leaving no doubt who was the bottom in their relationship. The air crackled with sexual electricity. The trio of naked men embraced and fondled. Flesh slithered upon sweet flesh. An urgent excitement spurred them. As Drew stretched over the bed, Don knelt between his legs. He hungrily engulfed the tall, ebony erection then mouthed smooth balls. Drew grabbed the backs of his legs, opening himself completely. Don's tongue eagerly licked the rubbery backside then probed. Oozing pre-cum, Don moved forward, swiftly entering Drew's tight, dark tunnel. "Very nice, yes. Mmmph. Mmmph." Drew husked. Randy was quickly at their side. Don's eyes bulged at his 10" solid horse cock slapping against Drew's chest. Turning to his side, Drew's mouth slurped wetly along the sensitive underside. "Fuck him Don. He loves to be fucked." "So do I." Behind him, the mattress dipped and a jellied finger squelched into Don's bunghole. Another soon followed. "Relax honey." Randy soothed. Don inhaled as fingers were replaced by his mushroom head. He slowly fed the massive lance deeper. Don's mind was awhirl. Often enough he'd had his cock in men's butts. And he'd been fucked many times. But, this duality, this position was unbelievable. Drew's ass constricted around his prick while Randy's huge member stretched and filled him completely. Don moaned aloud shooting his warm sperm into Drew's awaiting vessel, emptying full balls. In such ecstasy, he hyperventilated nearly fainting. Randy was pumping hard. His warm breath rasped. His strong fingers grasping shoulders. Somehow Drew had unsheathed himself and was lapping Don's nipples. "So tight. God yes. Umm-mmm!" Randy shouted, pumping his enormous cock in and out of Don's bowels. They collapsed, spent and satisfied. Through a haze in the afterglow Drew was kissing and whispering. "You...umm...wouldn't leave me all horny like this? Would you sweet?" Don smiled. ~~~ Mid-morning of the next day Don squirmed in his seat. His asshole hurt so good. He'd left a note for the sleeping pair. Asking them if they might stay another night? He was thinking yes they would. Masturbate Fantasy #134 Masturbate Fantasy #134 Journal entry July 15th. Very bright, sunny afternoon here in Charleston, South Carolina. The pool is a heavenly respite. Multiple laps keep me fit and energetic. Love weekends and the blue sky. Exiting onto warm tiles the water drips off. Soaking up the rays I gaze at the leafy pecan tree and the lengthy hammock in its shade. I see her. Sprawled facedown, asleep in the comfortable netting. Laurie's halter top carelessly flung on the ground. Her long blonde hair is straight and wispy. She's our lovely guest. I close my eyes. Let it happen now. He stood up. Don's Speedo clings wetly to his genitals. The sun quickly warms, drying his skin. Laurie is truly a sight to behold. Her large teats hang and peek out between the square roped mesh. Staring at long brown nipples and areolae, Don's penis stirs. Movement to the right averts his ogling inspection. The wood door creaks and wife Rebecca emerges from the rustic bathhouse. Short hair with reddish ringlets frame a cute freckled face. The devout sun lover is bronzed. Her curvy breasts are capped with strawberry, pebble like nipples. 5'6" of sexual dynamite. Plastered against a taut, white thong, the line of her slit is noticeable. Hips swaying, she saunters towards him. "Done with your laps?" "Mm-hmm. Laurie's napping." Rebecca's hazel eyes zero in on luscious hanging boobs. With a mischievous smile, she silently pads over, scampering under the netting. A fingertip tickled around one enormous areolae. Laurie squirmed to ward off the imaginary insect. Cautiously, Rebecca mouthed a protruding nipple, sucking as if to draw milk. Laurie rose up, resting on elbows. "Oh. It's you!" She smiled. Rebecca tumbled into the hammock. The girls giggled to the swaying motion. Legs entwined, their tender lips brushed. Then passionately with wet kisses, tongues dueling. Laurie palmed an exposed derriere. Don heard the smacking of saliva. He moved closer, sat upon the canvas folding chair and remembered. 3 weeks ago Rebecca announced that former college roommate Laurie would be traveling through the area. She'd love to stay for a few days and visit. That same evening Don lay naked and tethered to the four poster bed anticipating one of her patented, slow handjobs. Rebecca produced the scented oil with special, secret herbs. She anointed his cock and balls and quickly massaged him to an incredibly tall erection. "Mmm. So big. Love your hard cock." She whispered while rubbing a solitary finger up and down his frenulum. "Would you enjoy a story my giant of a man?" "Oh yes please." Don loved her sultry voice and often raunchy verbage. Rebecca told of the night she'd caught Laurie masturbating in their dorm room. Of her initial embarrassment. Causing the impetus to become true friends and...lovers. She detailed their Sapphic lusts while stroking his penis, continually stopping before orgasm. "Laurie's nectar is so sweet yet tangy. Mmm. I miss that. Would you like to taste her?" "P-please. Please let me cum." Don begged. She did. He did. Voluminously. Now the obvious aggressor, Rebecca in this pairing, grabbed Laurie's hand and led them to a large cotton sheet spread over the soft grass. Rebecca knelt and kissed her quivering tummy. Knowing fingers pulled at the waistband and drew Laurie's bikini bottom off. She is a true blonde. The initiator smiled, admiring her nude charms. "Lie down sweetie. Want to make love to your gorgeous body. It's been so long. Yes. Like that." Watching the erotic scene, Don's cock strained mightily against the confining material. He easily doffed the Speedo to free the enlarging, pink member. Rebecca worked slowly. Lovingly. She nibbled earlobes and sensitive nipples. Her talented tongue laved armpits and left a moist trail across Laurie's writhing nakedness. Her aroused skin glistened. She hefted a limpid leg up, licking the soft instep and suckled painted dark red toenails. The prone girl was putty. Rebecca raked fingernails along her exposed ribcage causing goose bumps. She tweaked Laurie's stiff buds sensually. Admiring them. "These are so beautiful. You are so beautiful. So fine." She knelt between outstretched legs and gently pulled downy hairs. Enraptured by her dewy vulva. "Such a pretty flower." She leaned in to intimately kiss her core. "Oh! Becca!" Laurie sighed, "Yes oh yes lover. Eat me." Ever the tease, she broke off the kiss and lay on top of the aroused beauty. Rebecca pressed the small, triangular patch of cloth against Laurie's mons. Grinding their pussies. "If I had a cock, I'd fuck you hard." "I'm yours. All yours but...I. I want to see you now. Please? It has been too long." She whimpered, pleading. The tip of Don's massive erection was slick and shiny with pre-cum. He fondled his ball sack and eased the soft skin up and down. Rebecca peeled off the wedged thong, exposing her hairless vagina. Her labes were puffy and beautifully sculpted. She pirouetted gloriously and lowered herself into the classic 69 position. Don gasped. Laurie's glassy eyes gazed at the closeness of Rebecca's raw sex. Nostrils flaring at the near scent. Her mouth longed for the taste but Rebecca was much busier. The wide mouth engulfed Laurie's entire mound. Softly chewing. Rebecca's stiff tongue eagerly stabbed inside Laurie's coral passage. Knowing lips suckled her engorged pearl. Sweet juices ran and Rebecca swabbed at her anus then back to the clit. "Don't stop. Please. Suck. Suck her. Yes. Right there! Right..." Don watched mesmerized. His cock was steel. Laurie's muscles stiffened. She yelped loudly, wordlessly as the powerful orgasm engulfed body and soul. Rebecca sucked at the flesh loudly until Laurie's legs violently clamped shut. Like a pair of scissors. Beyond horny, Don knelt behind his lovely wife. A dazed and satisfied Laurie felt the shadow and gaped at the monstrous cock sliding into Rebecca's dripping cunt. "Mmm-ph." Rebecca moaned with newfound desire. The wide girth of Don's spear neatly spread fleshy labia. Emerging from the thin hood, her stiff clitoris pulsed. Laurie lapped at the jewel, tasting her arousal. Don thrust deeply, his slapping balls often contacting the swirling tongue below. Pursed lips eagerly suctioned Rebecca's smooth pearl. She groaned gutterly, pushing back into the dual pleasure. Fully impaled and mouthed she came in an ecstatic rush. Rebecca screamed into Laurie's sticky pubic bush. She leaked a clear, feminine fluid. Don welcomed the wonderful deep fluttering and pressed a thumb into Rebecca's tight, constricting asshole. His load of sperm erupted, painting her insides white. He shouted her name, fucking with pure abandon. The trio silently collapsed like a house of cards, gasping upon the large cotton sheet spread over soft grass. Later that evening, they would share the king sized bed. Their desires, variations of oral sex and intercourse. Perhaps a dildo. The possibilities seemed endless. Masturbate Fantasy #135 Journal entry September 23rd. We are staying in a rustic cottage along the Baja, Mexican coast. The porch door is open allowing a salty breeze within and the tide's distant, rhythmic sounds. The stars are brilliant this evening. Lying in bed staring at the massive, rough cut wooden beam running the length of the high ceiling. I see her. Little Miss Jen's forearms and wrists bound with coils of hemp rope. She is naked and suspended to a large, chrome hook. Her skin has a light sheen. Ankles secured by the spreader bar. I close my eyes. Come to me now Jen. He stood behind her. "Good evening slave. Have you finished your recent project?" "Yes Sir. Mr. Don Sir. The scan disk file is on your computer." "Good girl. I'm looking forward to the show." Instructions were simple. Pink panties nothing else. Find a quiet place in the house. Squat. Hands on knees. Piss. Soil your undies and the floor. Tell Me how embarrassing this is and how much you love it. Touch your cunny. Pull back the wet cloth. Rub yourself as if masturbating. Do NOT orgasm! Make sure the entire act is recorded properly. Wear the panties for 2 hours. Shave your pussy. Full enema for this evening. Obey. He walked in front wearing black silk shirt and black silk trousers. She trembled lovingly. Jen adored His projects. His challenges. His everything. Thankfully Jen was allowed her tender feet upon the floor. No hurtful ballerina toes this time. "Ahh. I love you like this. Tethered, spread and beautiful. Your naked body is Mine." He stroked her soft, blonde hair. "Sir. Yes Sir. This one is Yours." Jen whispered. The riding crop was familiar. A cruel black triangle of leather that knew Jen's skin. He stepped closer. Placing the smooth, tubular handle between teeth. "Yes. All mine." Masculine fingers palmed her small but firm breasts. Sir grasped and twisted long sensitive nipples. She sighed. "Someday...we should have these pierced. Gold loops. What you think slave?" "If it would please Thee yes. Of course Sir." His crop viciously kissed naked skin for 10 minutes. Stripping away shirt, a taste of lime Seltzer and He began anew. Jen's back and shoulders. Inner thighs. Reddened breasts and nipples. His crop lashed at will. Equally arousing both. Now naked, He stood behind her. His cock stood proudly. Jutting and hard as a rock. She felt His curly chest hair. His nearness. His warm breath as she in turn held hers. Sliding effortlessly into her moist quim, she welcomed the large penis. "God slave. You're drenched!" He sawed His immense prick in and out. "Because of You Sir." Honestly. Strong hands roughly grabbed Jen's derriere. Equally strong thumbs pried nether cheeks apart. He moved back leaving a void in her cunt. The slippery mushroom head pressed against Jen's sphincter and entered. Don's straining member slowly became buried in her darkened tunnel. Balls slapping. "Your own arousal fluid...as lube, slut." He grunted. She had no answer. No reply. Only wantoness. Within Jen's haze she heard the soft whirring. Like a box fan. The vibrating tip caressed aching nipples and the undersides of breasts. The phallus was pink. Its distinctive end bent and designed for maximum pleasure. It purred against shaven folds and promptly squelched into Jen's soaked vagina. "Ohh-h-h! Sir!" She sighed as the buzzing, teased inside, locating her g-spot. "Yes Pet. Yes. We are one." The eroticism of the pleasure tool enhanced doubly. Separated by the thinnest of membranes, the vibrations tickled his sensitive frenulum deliciously. Jen's ascent up the ladder was rapid. Her brown eye lovingly constricted around the fat, fleshy pole that was fucking her. She was afire. So close. "Please. P-please Sir. Mr. Don. I...I need. I...I want. Please allow this one to orgasm. Please...I can't..." "You will orgasm when I say little one." Twisting both nipples angrily. Possessively. The room was silent but for their ragged breathing. Their perspiration mingled. The rhythmic pulse from the tickling phallus was maddening and pleasant for the duo. His balls were full and in need of release. Don fucked her tight asshole faster. Biting into Jen's shoulder. "Now. Cum with Me now!" He panted, spurting gobs of creamy sperm. Growling at the taste of blood. Every nerve and muscle strained as Jen allowed herself release. "Ahh! Eeee-eee-eee-eee! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Her ecstatic cries echoed off the beam above. The orgasm shook, consuming her soul. Waves of supreme pleasure washed over empty pores. Her enlarged clitoris throbbed and a thin stream of piss escaped. Hissing. "Oh Sir. Oh. Fuck oh fuck. Ngggh! Ngggh!" She writhed against her bonds and the double penetration. He sagged listlessly. His balls were empty. His sexual satisfaction complete and she was still cumming! A long wailing multi-orgasmic peaked the submissive entirely. "Thank. Thank You Sir. Mr. Don." She hoarsely rasped. Don unclasped the spreader bar. Carefully lowering her arms. Loosening the tight ropes and delicately massaging a soothing balm onto raw wrists. He carried Little Miss Jen to a comforter in His bedroom. "I love you pet. I need to punish you. You please Me." "Mmm-ph. Love You more...Sir." Her body ached good. Perhaps, she thought wickedly, I will awaken Master by licking and sucking His beautiful cock. Mr. Don adores middle-of-the-night orgasms. Waking up this way. Mmm. She slept peacefully.