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The Ballad of Bill and Jamie

By: cuntlybabe



I could feel his hand gently squeezing my ass through the fabric of my jeans and the stretch lace panties Bill likes so much to see my tender tail wrapped in. It was a sensation that I dearly loved. I twisted my hips just enough to let him know I felt him, and that I approved. I loved the way Bill touched me, and I loved the way our relationship had evolved. 

I was just 22 when Bill's wife died, he was 41. She died in a car accident, and he was devastated. Living just three houses down from my apartment building, I watched him devolve into a wreck himself. I had secretly found him exceptionally attractive. He was a good man, kind, gentle, and very funny. We enjoyed a lot of the same books and movies, and he often regaled me with stories of his days in the Marines. I would eagerly ask questions, and laugh in as subtle flirty a way as I could anytime he told a joke. My only wish is that we could have begun on a more consciously consenting way, but looking back on it, we began the only way we could have. 

I had gone to see him one afternoon, and found him blindly drunk, sitting on the couch. He wasn't making much sense, mumbling about being lonely, missing the way his wife 'pleased' him. 

"She was a fine woman." I said, as I helped him up and steered him to his bedroom. I had done this several times in the past year or so, and he never remembered that I had even been there.

"She was a lazy cow!" he slurred out as we entered his bedroom. He fell onto the bed, and was almost comatose right off. I pulled the blinds in the room, and it left the room with very little light. I had put him to bed a few times before, but this time I took the initiative to free him of his clothes, hoping to catch a glimpse of the real man. His shirt came off easily, though he helped very little. He wasn't wearing shoes, so I grabbed his socks by the toes and a gentle tug slid them off. His pants slid off with equal ease, and the head of his cock was peeking at me from the gap in his boxers. I stood there, transfixed by the sight of his slumbering member in the near dark, God it must be really long for that much of it to be showing through his shorts. 

I turned to lay his pants on the chair in the room, and he sleepily groaned out, "Come on Jean, let's spoon a little." 

"Sorry Bill, it's me, Jamie."

"Jeanie, stop fucking around and get in here."

I sat down on the edge of the bed. "Bill, sleep it off, I'll come back later."

"Please Jeanie, I've missed you so much, for old time's sake. Just this once."

"Just once what?" my heart was pounding, and it was getting really hot in here.

"Just lay down." He was pulling at my waist.

I lay down next to him, and he snuggled up next to me, and looped his arm around me, his hand snaking its way under my shirt and deftly finding a breast, immediately began stimulating its nipple. I breathed out hard as the feeling of him fingering my tit flowed through me. 

"You like that?" he mumbled.

"Uh huh!" more breath than words. Could this really be happening, I had fantasized about this so many times. I had never found another man attractive, but Bill was handsome, funny, and when I was around him, I felt like a giggly little school girl. 

He pushed his semi-hard penis against me, "That?"

"Uh huh!" breathing harder.

He began pulling at my jeans, "Wait, I've gotta pee."

"Hurry back baby."

I almost ran to the bathroom, heart pounding, I was scared, and was steaming with lust. Do I dare go back in there? What would he do when he realized I wasn't his late wife? Was there a chance he would have sex with me and not remember it? I turned off the bathroom light and standing there in the dark, I decided to chance it. I slipped out of my shoes and socks, pulled off my shirt, and jeans, and stuffed my underwear in the pocket of my jeans. I gathered them all up and opened the bathroom door. Bill was slumbering deeply it seemed, as I padded my way to the bedroom door, and left my clothes in a pile (just in case I had to make a hasty retreat).

I stood at the edge of the bed for what seemed like an eternity. His breathing was long and slow as I lay down next to him, and nestled in close. His reaction was immediate. He turned to his side and his arm came around me once again. 

"That's more like it." He said dreamily, and began kissing my shoulder gently. It felt WONDERFUL. I arched my back and it had the effect of pressing my virgin tail into his pelvis. His penis was fully erect, and it slipped neatly into the crevice between my legs. It was strong and hard, and with a mind of its own was seeking the warmth of yielding flesh.

I coated my fingers with my saliva and reached down between my legs. I felt him there, hard, and longing to use the flesh that lay in his bed. His penis was long and sleek. It felt perfectly intoxicating as I spread my slobber over its bulbous head. I couldn't help lingering over it with my trembling fingers, it felt so good, this was more right than anything I had ever felt. His hand left my breast and found my hip, and he drew back his shaft. I drew up my knees, and tilted my pelvis back searching for the throbbing heat that was positioning itself to expend its need inside me as he pawed his boxers down, unleashing his pent up need on my virgin ass. I found him hard and relentless as he rocked forward intent on claiming his dream. His head entered me and I sucked in as much air as I could get. 

"Aahh, you're so fuckin' tight!" he slurred, as he ventured into my unexplored back country.

"Aaahhhhh." I cooed submissively, aching through the agonizing pleasure of being butt fucked for the first time. I felt as though he was going to rip me in half, though I could do nothing but squeal in pleasure, as my body yearned for more. The pain was intense, but it very quickly turned into a heavenly pleasure, as his ravishing prick pressed the urgency of its need deep into me. My flesh heard his tale, and heard it very well. My body accepted his explanation of how the universe should turn, and begged to be allowed to take its rightful place as his.

"You still like my cock?" his full length was inside me and all I could do was lay there and be repeatedly skewered. The pounding he was giving me was quite thorough, and I understood there in the dark, that I had not experienced anything more needed. 

"Yes! God yes, Baby! Fuck me good!" These words fell from my gasping maw as if they had been waiting an eternity for this moment.

All I could do was gasp as Bill pushed his hard stick deep into my hole over and over. After what seemed like a thousand years of being stroked, his pace quickened for brief moment and he unloaded as deep inside me as his length would allow. That was it! He kissed me gently on my back as his slimy cock slipped silently out of my quivering man pussy, then rolled over and fell into a deep sound sleep. The first time we had sex took less than five minutes, it had taken me longer to screw up the courage in the bathroom to disrobe than it took for Bill, and his not so little friend, to convince me that I belonged right there in his bed. I got dressed slowly there in the bedroom, thinking that I could have lived from that moment on with his erection using me for its filthy pleasure. I walked down the hall, out the back door, and down the street to my apartment building in a sexually induced haze. With every step I could feel his thick creamy cock sauce oozing out of my aching hole. His liquid made my crack slippery, and the sensation of my flesh sliding against itself was maddening. 

I ate dinner alone, retired to my room, and laid awake all night thinking about having sex with Bill. Would he remember? The feeling of the hair around his cock being mashed against me as he thrusted inside me. Did he know it was me? The way he held my hips. How amazing it felt and how shocked I was that he could get all of his length inside of me so easily. Would it happen again? The sight of his penis peeking at me through his boxers. If he only had a vague recollection of having sex, would he freak out if he figured out it was me? What did getting off do for him, and could he enjoy sex if he consciously knew it was with a guy? If being with a guy felt that good, was I truly male? Had it really been good for him? Would he want more?

I fingered the hole he had used and it came to life immediately, aching, and longing for more attention. That settled it, I wanted more. I truly wanted more with Bill, but if it never happened with him again, I wanted to explore this as part of my life. I understood that most young men didn't long for this, but I couldn't help it. Being with a man was incredibly more satisfying than any encounter I had ever had with any female. It was WAY more pleasurable to play with my own titts, than to play with a girls'. And pussy was nice and all, but cuming for me was always VERY anticlimactic. The brief encounter with Bill had confirmed it for me, it was infinitely more pleasurable for me to be fucked in the ass for a few minutes than anything I'd ever experienced using my dick, including cumming. 

To be continued......

The Ballad of Bill and Jamie Ch. 02



The next day I found Bill sitting on his front porch as I walked by, I waved and he waved back. So far, so good. "You look good today!" I called out.

"I feel fantastic. How about you?"

"A little sore. Good workout yesterday. I didn't see you out and about yesterday." I was aching in ways I didn't know I could.

"I went to bed early."

"Well, you must have had good dreams, maybe about your wife?"

"Incredible. And no, not about Jean. Not really sure who they were about, but whew, they were great."

"Well, I hope your dreams come true." As I secretly wished to have a few of my dreams come true as well.

"Yea, that would be nice!"

"I've been looking for wildlife pictures to practice sketching. Do you still have those Field & Stream magazines?"

"I sure do."

"Do you think I could look through them and maybe borrow a few?"

"Sure, they're on my desk. Help yourself."

If only I could, he might never be seen outside his bedroom again. I went through the front door, and crossed the kitchen and went into the den. As I approached the desk I found the stack of Field & Streams lying next to Bill's open diary. I picked up the top magazine and started to leaf through it, but my eyes fixed on that days date at the top of the diary page. I glanced back to see Bill's ball cap rocking back and forth in the front porch swing, and I couldn't resist reading the entry:

"Last night started out a bad one, really drunk. Just knew it was 

Going to end the way it always has, puking and passing out. But

As fate would have it, an angel rescued me from the bleakness of

My despair. How do you get angel to come back?

Is it possible that I finally might have found someone, I know you

Can't love someone you've really never met, but if the sex is

Any indication of possibilities, then we could last forever.

I find it incredible that someone came into my house, had sex with me

Then left without a trace. Did I dream this? 

No way! Would it be wrong to just want my Angel to come back?"

Wow. Could it be that he would be open to me being the one warming his bed? I glanced back at the magazine, just as Bill came into the room. 

"Finding what you need?"

"I think so. Just gonna take these two. I've gotta run to the mall later, I'll make some photocopies, and then I'll get them back to you."

"No rush." 

"K. Thanks." And I left for the mall. 

I tried for 20 minutes at the mall to find several pictures to copy. But all I could think about was snuggling up next to Bill. Having him snuggle with me, dreamily thinking of all the positions and situations that would lead to me enjoying him deeply. God, just imagining him being with me was enough to make me weak in the knees. 

"Do you need help?" the manager of Kinko's asked.

"No. I got it."

I hurried my way through copying a couple of pages in each magazine, and heading out through the mall. As I walked through the Wal-Mart at the end of the mall, I passed through the ladies section. Displays of feminine undergarments were all around me. I saw many things I would like to have to pick up off the floor the morning after spending the night in Bill's bed. But I was nowhere near brave enough to actually stop and look at anything. But the images and feelings that those lacey delicates conjured up for me set my blood to boiling.

I approached my car in the parking lot, and was fit to be tied. A shopping basket had rolled into the driver's door. I pushed it out of the way to reveal a very small scratch in the paint, but nothing I couldn't buff out. I grabbed the cart, to put it in the cart bin, and noticed a small plastic bag in the buggy. I picked up the bag and found inside a pair of size 8 white lace boy shorts. I looked around waiting for some irate soccer mom to jerk them out of my hands and slap my face. There was no one around. I pushed the cart to the return bin, got into my car and drove back home, and went directly to my bedroom. 

I slid out of my jeans, and shed my briefs and put my feet through the leg holes in the shorts. They felt very nice on my legs, as I pulled them up to cradle my recently explored ass. Oh, how I wanted it explored again, without delay. Was it wrong to hope Bill was drinking again tonight? I wished silently that I could have him, have him accept me, and to pursue us together. I pulled my jeans back on and prepared to take the magazines back to my 'friend'. 

My jeans added to the thrill the panties gave me as they caressed my ass. I carried my newly awakened sperm repository to hopefully get a fresh deposit. Bill's front door was closed, and the front room light was off. So, I walked around back to the kitchen door. Bill was sitting at the kitchen table, his head lolling forward, a half empty glass in front of him, and an empty bottle of Buffalo Trace sitting in the center of the kitchen table. 

I tapped on the door, no response. I tapped louder, no response. I opened the door, no reaction. I walked in and closed the door, a slight lift of the head, and then it dropped back to his chest. I laid the magazines on the table, and began to rouse Bill, trying to get him to his feet. 

A definite slur, "Are you my angel?"

"Let's get you to bed."

"OK."

We weaved down the hall, and I bumped into the bedroom door, and nearly lost control of him and we almost fell to the floor. 

"Whoa! Baby, slow down." We crossed the floor and he fell onto the bed. He began fumbling with his belt.

"Can you get undressed?" I whispered.

"Yea baby." He roughly yanked me close and planted a rough kiss on my mouth. As his lips crashed into mine, his hands found my ass, and he lifted my buns as he squeezed them as if he had been groping them for years. My nipples sang out to be played with the way he was fondling my ass. He drunkenly forced his bourbon soaked tongue into my mouth, and my lips parted accepting his advance with eagerness, and I melted into his embrace. 

He pulled his mouth away from mine and said, "Get into bed." 

"Let me pee first."

He swatted my ass as I retreated, and I went immediately to the bathroom and quickly disrobed, adjusting my pretty panties snuggly into place. I opened the bathroom door to find the bedroom pitch black. I could hear Bill breathing softly across the room, and my flesh began to tingle. I walked into the room, and eased over to the bed. Well, at least he understood he was supposed to get undressed. Bill was out. His shirt was off, pants down past his knees, boxers askew. I knelt down and freed his legs from his pants and gently began to pull down his boxers. As his shorts hit the floor I raised up on my knees to find his flaccid penis hanging between his legs. It was hard to see in the dark, but it was enticing none the less. I leaned forward entranced by the sight of his genitals, his hand touched the back of my head, and I started!

"It's OK angel," still slurring heavily. I leaned forward and found his cock starting to rise to return my kiss. I kissed the head of his penis, and it jerked up to greet its admirer. I kissed it again, then parting my lips I took the head of his lengthening penis into my mouth. I began running my tongue around and around the edge of his excited glans. 

"Mmmmmm!" Escaped his lips as I took as much of him as I could into my mouth. It wasn't too big around, but with him touching the back of my throat, there was still enough of him for me to wrap my hand around his shaft. "Yea." He groaned. His shaft felt so good on my lips, as I bobbed up and down on his erection. He pushed me off of him and grunted "Wanna fuck you."

I stood up, and he patted the bed next to him. As I crawled onto the bed, he stood up, teetered, then steadied himself by grabbing my hips and he moved in to stand behind me. I was on my hands and knees, with Bill behind me, as he began to pull down my panties. 

My ass wrapping was barely clear my hole when his spit polished cock bumped into my tail. I moved back to allow him to reach me better. He pulled me back further, and his rod made contact. Then, for the second time in my life, I was taken. It far exceeded my expectations. This is how I was meant to have sex, the way a woman takes a man, deep and without reservation. He was pushing his entire length inside of me within a few lovingly gentle strokes. This was heaven, and I began to moan softly, and he was getting excited by it. He was stroking me deeply and grunting loudly as he did. 

Bill was pulling me onto him now more than he was pushing into me. My god, his penis was meant to play inside of me, and I was meant to provide him a pleasure palace in which to play. 

Bill pulled me to him with great force, impaling me deeply on his manhood and held me firmly in place. He was cuming, and I could feel it! He spurted his intoxicating jism deep inside my tender ass for what seemed like an hour, and then he made several long slow strokes. His orgasm made us incredibly slippery, nearly removing all friction, and the sound (not to mention the feeling) of him squishing in and out of me was more incredible than anything I'd ever experienced. 

Bill just stood there, cock diminishing inside me. I thought that any minute he would pull out of me and collapse on the bed, but he held fast to my hips, keeping my ass pulled tightly against him. Just as I was about to pull away from his pelvis I felt something incredible. He was growing again, becoming erect again. 

"I'm gonna have another run at it. Is that OK?" No slurring now.

"Uh huh." His size had doubled, inside me. I could barely speak.

"Would you prefer to lay down Jamie?"

"No." OH MY GOD, HAD HE JUST SAID MY FUCKING NAME????????

"Then, you be sure to let me know when it feels good, will you?" He was moving slowly in and out of me again.

"Uh huh. It REALLY"...gasping...to...breathe.... "feels good." 

"Like this?" And he gave me a good, deep stroke. 

"Yea. Like that."

"Then, you might want to grab hold of something."

His grip on my hips grew a little firmer as his member achieved maximum capacity, and that's when he began to show me just how compatible we were. He was fucking me, rodding me, porking me, poking me, schlonging me, and I dearly fucking loved it. I moaned out loud, and gripped the quilt on his bed. The hairy hilt of his long sword was mashed against my sticky bottom over and over again as he sheathed his weapon in my eager yielding flesh. 

"Oh Yea, faster Bill, faster," and I tried to squeeze his cock with my muscles. The sensation coming through my flesh from his repeated cum lubricated penetrations quadrupled almost instantaneously. His pace quickened, and my muscles gave way, and 'locked' in what I can only describe as 'an open position', they were no longer responding to my attempts to clamp down on his cock. With my ass in the air, my knees about two feet apart, his hands firmly gripping me by the waist, all I could do was squeal and take his cock over and over. The sensation of each thrust was still electrifying my flesh as the next one came. No sooner than the word 'faster' escaped my lips the second time, then I was screaming uncontrollably!

Bill exploded inside me, cuming as he thrusted into my depths. We ground to a stop and I collapsed, Bill panting on top of me. His seed planted deep inside me, his stocky heavy form rolled off of me and he reclined on the bed. I turned over and nuzzled up to him, my arm around his ample belly, and my head resting on his shoulder. We lounged there for a long time his arm behind me, holding me gently against his sweaty body. 

"I guess you want me to get your nuts off now."

"What? No!"

"No?"

"I'm quite satisfied."

"You don't want to get your cock off?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"It just doesn't feel right. I don't like it, never have."

"This isn't right, you know that, right?"

"It feels right to me." I replied bashfully.

"I'm not gay."

"I never thought you were."

"Then what made you think this was a good idea?"

"It just felt right, and now that it has happened, it feels so much more right!"

"Nice panties. You like to dress in girls clothes?" The lacy white ass wrapper had come off sometime during the fray, and was being held up for me to see.

"I like them, they feel good on me. Tonight is the first time I've ever worn anything like that."

"So what are we supposed to do now Jamie?"

"I don't know. I just know I want to be with you." 

"How could we be together?"

"We've 'been together' twice now."

"So this is just sexual for you?"

"No!"

"Then what is it?"

"We are friends too, aren't we?"

"Yes. So a 'friends with benefits' thing?"

"I guess so."

"Do you want to live together?"

"I don't know." Yes, I would love to, ran through my mind. "When did you figure out it was me?" trying to change the subject.

"Just after I came the first time."

"You liked it? And you wanted more?"

"That's why I stayed inside you, I wanted to see, knowing that it was you, if I could get aroused. I wanted to see if I wanted more."

"I guess you did."

"I guess I did."

"So, you're saying that you like having sex with me?"

"I guess I've needed to get off for a long time." He started to get up.

"Where are you going?"

"I have to pee. I'll be right back."

I lay there, on my back listening to him in the bathroom. I thought about his cock, how good it had felt, how much I wanted it again and again. I thought about how good it felt to be lying next to him, in his bed, talking, and not being rejected out of hand. There he was, walking back to the bed, penis swinging back and forth like a living pendulum. 

"I think we should get up. You better get dressed."

Bill dropped the clothes I had left in the bathroom on the bed. He picked up a robe and put it on, and he walked out of the room and headed to the den. I dressed, and followed his steps. I walked into the room and found him sitting on the couch. He patted the seat next to him, and I gladly took a seat.

"Let's talk about this."

"Ok."

"I don't know about this Jamie, this kind of thing is something very foreign to me, and I'm not sure how to deal with it."

"Have you ever had a lover?" I asked.

"Yes I have."

"Then, that's how I want you to treat me, as if I were a lover."

"But, I've never had a male lover. And to be honest, I'm not interested in......"

"Playing with another guy's dick?"

"Yea."

"Good, I don't want you to play with mine, at all. Let me ask you this, would you be interested in being involved with me, if everything about me was the same, except for the fact that I didn't have a dick?"

He nodded his head to indicate that he would.

"Then ignore the fact that I have a dick, and treat me like you would if I didn't have one. I want to be with you the way I have been with you. I have had NO desire whatsoever, for you to even touch me that way. Let me tell you this, when I'm around you, when you tell jokes, or stories I sometimes fantasize about having you all to myself. I fantasize about snuggling up on the couch with you and watching a movie, about having dinner with you. I fantasize about going to bed with you. I have had these fantasies about you since I met you ten years ago. The sexual part of the fantasies didn't come into play until later, but the parts about being 'with' you have been there all along."

"I've never had those thoughts about you."

"That can't be completely true."

"What do you mean?"

"You've already said you were thinking about me when you got your second erection. The thought of having sex with me got you excited enough to get erect, and to, as it seems, enjoy having sex with me."

Bill didn't say anything.

"I will admit to you that I should have come to you and told you about my feelings for you. And, that the way I chose to behave, with regard to 'sneaking into your bed', was not the best way handle things. But, I've never been with a man either, as a matter of fact, I've never found another man attractive, and I'm not sure I ever will again. I just know that thinking of myself as 'yours' feels right, and if I don't try to explore these feeling, I'll regret it my entire life. I already know that the sexual aspect of being with you feels infinitely better than anything I've ever experienced."

"So, you really enjoyed me fucking you?"

"Oh my god, YES!"

"Jamie, I enjoy spending time with you. And I must admit the sex was a lot better than I would have ever thought it could be."

"Let's give this a chance. Either of us has the right to walk away at any time, if we feel that we aren't compatible, or that we don't want to pursue this anymore, we can just walk away." 

"You really want me to treat you like I would a woman?"

"In private yes. In public, I want you to treat me like a friend. Is that OK?"

"I was going to suggest that very thing."

"Then can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Can we go back to bed?"

"I guess we can. If I can be on top." He said grinning.

"Anyway you want it, baby." And Bill led me by the hand back through the house, turning the lights off as we proceeded. As we entered the bedroom, Bill turned to me. "May I kiss you?"

"I hope you will, many times."

Bill's mouth pressed gently onto mine and his tongue began to dance with mine as I circled his neck with my arms. As we kissed long and passionately, my knees grew weak. It seemed as if Bill sensed this and his arms encircled my waist pulling me into him. I was melting. My arms fell to his sides, and I began pulling at the tie of his robe. His robe parted to reveal what I had already sensed, he was erect, and starting to breathe briskly. I took his erect penis gingerly into my hand and began to slowly glide over his form, barely touching his flesh. His breathing was speeding up. 

Bill moved back from me just enough to break our kiss, and began to undress me. As my shirt came off over my head, Bill softly ran his fingertips over my exposed nipples. Involuntarily my head fell back and a low breathy moan escaped my lips. "Does that feel good?"

"Incredible!" I whispered. As my man leaned forward and placed his open mouth on my left nipple. "Oh my god, you're never allowed to stop that!" escaped my lips as he suckled from my breast. Bill unbuttoned my jeans, and as he nursed, slid them down, and steadied me as I freed my legs. His loving face moved to my right breast, leaving the left swollen and missing his attention, and he began fondling my bottom through its lacy dressing. 

"That feels wonderful."

Bill stood, took me in his arms and said very softly as my swollen nipples played in the hair on his chest, "Let me officially invite you into my bed." I kissed him with my all of my being. 

"I humbly accept your invitation, and ask that you lay with me, taking me as your own." I replied. Bill pulled back the covers, and I went to his bed. As Bill entered the bed, I wiggled out of my lace panties. 

He took me in his arms, kissed me and pulled me close. We long explored each other's mouths. Bill lowered his mouth to my heaving chest again, and then stopped abruptly. "Your nipples are erect. Why?"

"Because you've been sucking them, and they liked it very much."

"Then maybe I should suck on them some more."

"They, and I, would be most appreciative if you would." Bill gave each of my nipples a lingering lick, and then settled into a slow gentle nursing from both of my broad flat breasts. I cooed my approval and appreciation as I caressed his head, and then he returned his thin hot lips to mine. We kissed deeply, and he held me dearly. His embrace was like being held gently by a dragon. There was so much power in his limbs, but his embrace was as gentle as warm water. I wanted to bathe in his warmth, to allow it wash over me, and let it flow through me. 

"Bill?"

"Yes?"

"Take me. Take me as your lover."




The Ballad of Bill and Jamie Ch. 02



Without reply Bill lifted his body on top of mine as I spread my legs inviting him into my fold. I reached down between my legs, found him incredibly hard and radiating heat. I brought him to my previously vetted hole, and rubbed the head of his cock in the wetness he had left there earlier. Just the feeling of his penis on my back door step was maddening. 

"Take me." Bill looked into my eyes. "Unless, for some reason, you don't want me. I want to be yours, if you would have me, then please, take me." 

He pushed deep inside of me with a single stroke, claiming me as his own, and I surrendered. This position proved to be at least as thrilling as the other before, but it added the aspect of face-to-face intimacy that the others lacked. I drank in the intimacy, and it seemed that Bill approved as well. As we 'mated', we kissed and held each other tight, moaned sometimes softly and sometimes quite loudly face to face, and Bill nursed from my swollen nipples, all while he explored my surrender. It was quite clear to me that my lover was enjoying the flesh I had to offer. I placed my hands on my man's hips and began to pull them into me in rhythm with his thorough exploration of my inner mysteries.

"Oh, Bill, You feel so good inside me. Don't hold back." And with that I attempted to clamp down on his spirited shaft with my hungry tail. My attempt to make my tender hole a little tighter for my man resulted in the same heightening of the sensation pulsating through my flesh that had happened earlier this very night. Bill must have felt the increase in sensory input as well because his head rolled back and the pace of his love making picked up sharply. The increased sensation, coupled with his more frequent thrusts inside me caused my 'locked open' not only to happen again but to include my entire body, and I squealed aloud with far more intensity as the adrenaline flowed through every cell in my body. 

"Oh fuck Jamie, your puss........" Was all Bill got out before his cock erupted it's cargo of liquid love inside me. He grunted and groaned, as he continued to pump me full of his cum. 

"Oh yea baby, fuck me! Fill me up with your cum!"

Bill stroked my willing ass until his erection waned, and then he lowered his weight onto me. I kissed him greedily, as his spent dick fell from me, and his steaming spend began to leak out into my crack, and down to the sweaty sheets. "Jamie, I've never had a lover that could illicit so much from me during sex. You're a very good woman in bed." 

"I am for you."

We kissed as we settled into the bed next to each other. I laid my head on his shoulder, and he pulled me very close.

"I almost said 'your pussy' during sex." He said.

"I know. If it felt natural, then you should have. I am your woman. I know that sounds very strange, but for me, it's an undeniable fact. That is what I want to be, and I will do everything I can to be a good woman for you."

"It is strange, but you are my woman, it does feel right, and it feels right being a man with you, in bed anyway. And you certainly have the 'good in bed' thing down pat. I've never been inside someone that felt so good, or that seemed to get so much pleasure from me."

I leaned in very close to his face and whispered very softly as I looked into his eyes, "I'm 'good in bed' because my pussy has found its mate. My pussy was meant for you, and has been claimed by you, use it as you will." And with that I kissed him passionately, and knew instinctively that he was becoming erect. "It seems your stiffening cock would like a little more of my sweet pussy! How would you like it served?"

"Hot, with a side of submissive moaning." And he began to roll over.

I moved to be mounted and cooed, "It's my pleasure to serve you as you will." 

Bill moved into place atop me and reached down and brought my legs together in the air exposing my pussy to his advances. He rested his weight against my legs and the head of his yardstick easily found its playmate. His weight on my legs provided a means for him to enter me with great ease, and for me to control the depth of his penetration with very minor movements. While considerate, and fun to experiment with, it was unnecessary. I wanted every one of his nine and one half inches as deep inside my new found 'pussy' as I could get it. This 'springboard' position also allowed him to move his hips and completely withdraw his lengthy shaft from me between its deftly executed adventures into my cunt. I found it very difficult to maintain muscle contraction, as the muscles responsible had been exercised more in the last 24 hours than they ever had. But we were talking about pleasing my man, so I ratcheted them down from the very beginning, and held them there for as long as I could.

"I LOVE your tight little pussy" Bill grunted as he pushed his meat between my buns and I continued to serve him his requested side dish.

"Fuck my pussy baby! Fuck it good! Your cock feels so good! Oh, you're fucking me so good! Fuck me more! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me, Billllllaaaaahhahhhhhh!" My musculature collapsed 'open' and Bill threw back his head.

"FUUUUUCCCCKKKKK!" and he deposited a very large portion of a most precious sticky juice into my quivering slot. I felt him spasm inside me, as the adrenaline rush burned out in my cells. I spread my legs slowly and brought his weight onto me and he kissed me very well indeed. 

"You're exhausted; you better take a pee break before you fall asleep."

"Yea", and he began to rise, "You are gonna stay tonight aren't you?"

"I'd love to! Are you sure you want me to?"

He finished in the bathroom, and came back into the room. "Yes, I'm sure."

"Then get into this bed and prepare to cuddle."

When Bill slid in next to me we spooned for a few minutes, and I cuddled up next to my lover with great satisfaction, after he set his alarm clock. The clock read 12:38, I had walked in his backdoor at 6:33. Six hours and five minutes spent in his house, and at least three and a half of those hours had been spent in his embrace.



The Ballad of Bill and Jamie Ch. 03



I slept VERY soundly. Bill got up to pee again about 3:30, but scooped me back into his arms the minute he climbed back into the bed. The alarm clock sounded at 6:00 am. I was awake instantly, as was Bill. As he leaned over to stifle the clock, I got a good full length view at his fully awake sexual appendage. It was stunning, and it was mine. 

"What would you like for breakfast?" Bill asked innocently.

My grin was anything but innocent. "Oak" and I moved in to sample his morning wood. He shifted his pelvis so I had complete access to his hardwood plank. I wrapped my hand around him mid shaft, and ran my tongue over the sensitive flesh of his dicks head. 

"Oh, Jamie that's wonderful!"

I took the head of his cock into my mouth and began to dance my tongue all over him. I began to slowly move my hand up and down his Longfellow and soon my face joined in rhythm. I orally masturbated him for a few minutes, and then I went back to the head of his cock to find a small amount of delicious fluid leaking ever so slowly from the duct at the apex. I tongued it, I sucked it, and gently nibbled its fleshy face, as Bill moaned in response to my first attempt at fellatio. As I tongued the end of his penis I continued to stroke the shaft with my hand, and it seems that my technique agreed with my partner. I had been feasting on my breakfast when his throbbing became accentuated by rhythmic musculature contractions, so I heated up the tongue bathing I was pouring over his pocket rocket, and gripped tightly as I jacked off his first nut of the day.

"Aaaaahaahahhahhhhhhhhh!" Bill moaned loudly as his rocket went off in my mouth. His first shot caught me a little by surprise and some of it dribbled down over my hand as it worked Bill into an orgasmic frenzy, and I clamped my lips firmly around his bulbous head, and slowed my tongue work to a snail's pace lingering over the head of his erupting penis, enabling me to concentrate on slurping up his nectar. I drank his load eagerly and continued my milking until I was sure that he was indeed dry. While not a gallon, he had expelled a considerable amount of ejaculate. I had never tasted cum before, and I would have never imagined that it tasted that way, not bad, just a very unusual savory flavor that I would be happy to partake of from Bill, at any time. 

I turned my face back to Bill as he caught his breath, "What a lovely breakfast! Thank you for your pleasurable company while I dined!"

"Holy hell! That was hands down the best head I've ever gotten. Where did you learn to do that?"

"The first I've ever given. I'm so glad you liked it, I most certainly did. If every one is like that, don't you ever hesitate to offer me drink from your lovely fountain. Now, what would you like for breakfast?"

"I was thinking oatmeal, but now I think I'd rather have some your sweet flesh." And he moved in to kiss me. I allowed a peck on the cheek, and interjected "Tell you what, you get the shower ready and I'll join you in just a minute."

"You wanna make love in the shower?"

"Many, many times! I'll use the bathroom in the hall to get ready for you, and I'll be right there."

"See you shortly" and he went to his bathroom as I popped into the hall bath. After a thorough inspection of what remained of my "pussy" I made sure I was good and clean and I flushed. I cringed and waited for the water temp to change for Bill, no scream so I don't think it affected him much. 

I rounded the corner to his bathroom to find him standing outside the shower door, his stiffy about half erect, and hanging low enough to instantly awaken the pornographic lobe of my brain. I was nibbling on my lower lip and staring at the HUGE set of balls the bookended his bedroom bologna. "Hi" he said, jolting me back to reality. "Would you care to join me?"

"Ooo, I certainly would." Already dreaming of shower sex and eager to find out if it differed from sex without warm water pouring over us. "But only if you promise to hold me close during the scary parts," And I stepped past him into the shower.

"There's nothing scary in here little lady, just you and me, hot and wet." Bill stepped into the spacious shower and pulled the shower door closed as I rinsed my mouth well in the spraying water.

"I have no doubt, but it is kinda scary how good we are at generating heat."

"True," and Bill encircled my waist with his muscular arms. I let my arms fall into place around his neck and we necked in the shower until his lengthy prick threatened to push us apart. I turned around and rubbed my tush up against him and said "You can't expect me to be around that glorious specimen and not beg to be the object of its affection." I leaned forward and placed my hands on the safety rail, looked over my right shoulder, and called for my man "Would you like to stick that lovely cock inside me?"

"I certainly would. Do you think it would be alright if I spent a while enjoying your pussy? I promise to feed it well."

"I would be delighted," wiggling my ass "if you would be so kind?" Bill moved into position and placed both his hands on my flared hips. His positioning was impeccable, and his ample rod slid expertly inside my waiting cleft completely unguided. He leaned forward over my back, and kissed me gently in the center of my back as the warm water rained all over us. While his ears were close I breathed out, "But you must not tell a soul. If you can keep our secret, I will allow you unrestricted access to my pussy, for your personal indulgences only." 

"I would like that very much! I'll do my best to see that you are as pleased as I'm sure I will be with our arrangement."

"Then feel free to consummate our pact, and Bill, take me, anytime you like." And with that his stationary invader sprang to life and began to enjoy me. I in turn surrendered control of my body to him, and allowed him to conquer me without resistance. His rutting cock plowed my tender flesh and it felt stupendous. I experimented by intermittently contracting the muscles in the floor of my pelvis, and cheering him on. 

"I love the way you fuck me Bill!"

Contract. "I love fucking you!"

"Oh your cock is fucking me so good!"

Contract. "Your pussy is so good!"

"Fuck me faster."

Contract. 

"Oh yea baby, that's so good."

Contract. "Yea baby its soooo goooood!"

"Yea! Yea! Yea!"

Contract. "Oh Yea!"

He was wonderful at making me feel good. "Cum in my pussy baby. Fill it up with your cum."

Contract. This technique was making the feeling of my impending 'rush' build exponentially. 

"Oh god I'm gonna fill your pussy so full!" and he began to speed up his repeated capacity testing of my cock hungry tenderness. 

Contract. Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust. Contract. Thrust, thrust, thrust. Contract. Thrust, thrust. Contract. The collapse and adrenaline rush came all at once, and sizzled sensuously at every nerve ending in my body, burning away to the groans of Bill injecting me with his lovely spend, and the sensation of being fucked took up the fire in my nerve endings and every muscle in my pelvis seized involuntarily with a painful ecstasy that I will remember the rest of my life.

Bill spun me around put my back on the shower wall with incredible speed. He bent down and picked me up by looping his arms under my knees, hanging my freshly fucked tenderness in the air and putting me in line to receive him again. 

Bill wasted no time in getting his cock inside me again, and I assisted by rocking my lower body forward to fully engulf him inside my freshly fucked pussy. 

Yes, I understand the difference, and the playfulness of lovers, but when we were together no other word describes that part of my body. I had a pussy, and it belonged to Bill. 

I was looking directly into his eyes, eight inches away, as I said "Oh god Bill, I love the feeling of you inside me. Don't stop, PLEASE, Don't stop." The frenzy of sex continued below our faces as I gently reached up and placed my hand on the side of his face, and I gently kissed him. "I KNEW THIS WAS RIGHT." I whispered. I kissed him gently again as the feeling of another impending orgasmic rush filled my body. "I KNEW IT WOULD BE THIS WAY." I said and I exploded on a cellular level again, as Bill rammed his cock past my threshold. 

Bill held me there, suspended above the floor of his shower for another ten minutes as he worked himself up to orgasm, all the while ruining me for any other lover. Then he poured his sperm into me, erupting inside me again and again. Looking deep into my eyes, he unloaded completely as I kissed him all over his contorted face. He let my legs fall to the floor one at a time, while he returned my kisses. 

"I don't care what anybody has to say about it, I want to be with you, as your woman." I said as he kissed my neck. 

"I want to have you as my woman."

"Then you shall have me." I sank to my knees, and commenced a long slow cleaning of his well-oiled tool. I took his still throbbing meat into my mouth and sealed my lips as far down his shaft as I could and drew back slowly, removing the remainder of his spent seed. When the top end had been cleaned to my perfectionist standards, I began a slow methodical licking of the root section of his reawakening staff. 

"Oh Jamie, that feels so good. You really like my dick don't you?"

I planted my tongue squarely between his huge nuts, and began an exaggerated lick up the length of his now fully erect cock, and looked up at his face as I did it and breathed out "UH HUH!" When I reached the end of his rod, I flicked up off the end with my tongue, took his shaft in my hands and glided them rapidly up and down my new favorite playing thing and confessed "I want all the cum you can make. I want it in my mouth, and I want it in my new pussy, I want it sprayed all over me. Promise me you'll give me your cum, all of it."

"Oh Baby! You can have it, all of it. I'm gonna make you very happy. We're gonna be very happy, you and I."

"Can we go back to bed and make love slow and easy?"

"Yes baby, let's go."

We dried off hurriedly, and kissed gently and softly at the foot of the bed. 

"Is it ok if I suck your titts?"

"Yes, why would you even ask?"

"Just want to make sure you're ok with things."

"Do you enjoy sucking on flat titties?"

"I love sucking titts, as I'd like to show you."

"Please, show me." We reclined on the bed, and Bill nestled in next to me. He took my right nipple into his mouth with a gentle tug. He began with sucking my nipple erect, and then he started sucking harder. My nipple and the entire areola around it was in his mouth as I cradled his head in the crook of my arm, my body turned slightly to keep my nipple in line with his mouth. The feeling of my lover nursing on my breast was incredible and it set me to softly moaning. Bill spent a full half hour sucking and nursing from that nipple, and I was breathing very heavily when he got up from the bed, walked around to the other side and nestled in next to me begging me to let him have the other. I anxiously offered up my left breast, and he gently latched on and began to inch me closer to madness. As he suckled from my breast, the heaving breaths I was exhaling washed over the nipple he had serviced first, and excited it further. My right nipple was not just erect when he had finished with it, it was alive and throbbing. It was sending out signals of passionate lust throughout my body and its sister was quickly joining in the broadcast. 

He nursed long on my breasts, moving back forth from one to the other as I grasped the headboard. I sang out the joy of having my titties join in the sexual surrender to my man. After what seemed like hours, he raised his head and asked very quietly, "Are you ready to make sweet love with me again?"

I was breathing far too heavily to answer, so I nodded enthusiastically.

"Spread your beautiful legs." I did, and I brought my arms down to embrace him as his frame settled on top of me. Bill's love machine found its way home without either of us providing direction. He was low on top of me when he pushed into me. It took my breath, and I gasped loudly when he entered my flesh ever so slowly. His face was no more than an inch from mine, and we were breathing each other's air. He rocked back and forth gently screwing me with maddeningly slow restraint. I could feel every inch of him as he throbbed his way into me, and again as it withdrew only to repeat the process. My nipples pulsed as he basked in the heat of my raging lust. As I began the contracting trick I had learned, the throbbing in my aching breasts quickly picked up the rhythm, and it took very little effort to set me afire, sending my entire body into rhythmic electric contractions. Bill didn't vary his methodical stroking at all as I degenerated into his own personal quivering sperm bank. 

The first thing I was aware of as my grip on reality re-established itself was his cock still stroking me, then his fingers gently stimulating my nipples. I looked into his face, and as our eyes met, he whispered "YOUR SO FUCKING HOT!" His movement stopped, and I was internally bathed in his orgasmic release. His cock spasmed over and over deep inside me, and his eyes stayed fixed on mine. All movement stopped, we even stopped breathing as every sensation in the world fell away except for two, the sensation of him cuming inside of me, and the vision of his eyes peering into my very soul. I continued looking deeply into his eyes as he ejaculated every drop of his precious molten love inside me, and I saw that he believed we belonged together.

Bill came in from work to find me on my knees in the bedroom wearing the sexy little black teddy he had bought for me on our first anniversary. He walked up to me and I immediately set about freeing him from the chastity belt our love had wrapped us both in. His cock was flaccid but signs of life were readily apparent as I took him into my hungry mouth. 

His erection grew quickly, and I could only hold his entire cock in my mouth briefly, as he lengthened past my oral capacity. I wrapped my hands around the backs of his denim clad thighs, and began to move my mouth back and forth as I throated all of him I could. 

"You always know when I need to get a nut, don't you?"

My reply was an increase in the speed that I was mouthing him with. I was inviting him to unload the heavy burden of sweet sex cream he carried in the factory holding tanks that hung low and bloated below his distribution nozzle. 

"Oh my, you are hungry, aren't you baby?"

"Mmm, huh." I hummed. I eagerly feasted on my guys seed planter as it throbbed out its precum appetizer on my tongue, further lubricating my lips as they slid toward and then away from the thick nest of ass ticklers around the base of his virility. After I had the undivided attention of his sex drive, I backed my cocksucker off and latched my lips firmly around the tender flesh just behind his cocks thumping head, and began the dance of the teasing tongue all over it. 

"Oh fuck!" He moaned, "That's gonna get you a big mouthful. Oh Damn!"

He moaned loudly as I sucked and tongued the glistening precum from his glans, and I telepathically begged to have my mouth filled with delicious essence of Bill. And I didn't have to wait long.

The stiff pipeline from his sperm factory sprang to life, and it belched out his edible seed at full flow capacity, bathing my dancing tongue in his hot thick au jus.

"AAAaaaaahaahhaahhhaaahhhhhhhh! I love the way you suck my dick. OOOooooooohhhh! I wanna feed you all of it baby!" His comments were completely unnecessary, but I loved to hear him talk about being pleased by me. I let his orgasm wash over my lapping tongue and I rolled it around inside my mouth relishing the flavor, and consistency before I hungrily drank it down my parched throat quenching my thirst for the nourishment my man enjoyed feeding me.

I stood slowly, and took him in my hands rubbing the last few drops over the exterior of my favorite sexual plaything. I wrapped the other arm around his thick neck and whispered in his ear, "Welcome home baby, I missed you."

"I'll have to leave more often, if I can come home to this kind of reception."

"Oh, that's not all you get." I continued to breathe in his ear, "Would you be interested in a piece of ass? I've been keeping it warm for you all day."

"You bet I would!" 

I turned and walked to the leather armchair that sat by the bedroom window, knelt on the seat cushion and bent over, resting my torso on the chair back. My positioning had the effect of showing him the crotchless portion of my sexy dress, and putting my hot bottom at just the right height for him to easily mount.

"See something you like? I asked.

"Oh Yea!" He boldly stated as he took my hips in his strong hands and placed inside me the throbbing heat of his lust. He teased my lusty cleft by poking just the head in and withdrawing several times, and as my breathing began to grow deep he mounted me properly with a loving full length stoking of my internal flame. Bill spent several minutes flogging his conquest with his lengthy pole.

"I've been dreaming about you fucking me all day!" I cooed softly as I surrendered my body in triumph. "You like my pussy?"

"Your pussy gets better every time you give it to me. You like it when I fuck your pussy?"

"Oh hell yea, fuck my hot pussy baby!" I squealed out as his cock exercised its manly prerogative with a gentle ferocity. My yielding body begged for more of his sexual attention as the ever familiar heat built inside my loins. "My pussy is hungry for your cum, feed my pussy your hot cum!" 

The muscles inside my backdoor vestibule had clamped down on my lovers cock the minute he was fully inside me, and the sensation of him poking me through that tightness did the same thing it always did. I drove me straight to orgasm, and I vocalized my ecstasy, "Your big cock is gonna make me Aaaaaaahaahahahahahhhhhhhh!!!!" as my tender pussy spasmed. 

"Get over here on the bed, I'm not done with you!" and he wrenched his erection from me. I was panting hard as he guided me to our bed. 

I collapsed onto the bed as my spasming played itself out, and my legs instinctively spread wide as Bill moved into place above me. He grabbed my legs, placing his rough textured hands in the folds behind my knees bringing my legs high out of the way and opening me to his advance.

"Get your cock back inside me. C'mon baby, fuck me deep!"

Bill pushed his big gun into deep into me and I gasped hard. 

"Ooo, baby. Fuck me. Come on, fuck me hard!" 

Bill began to stroke his meat pole hard and fast, letting his nutsack spank my butt as his penis ravaged my cock hole. "Yea Bill, that's how I like it! Give it to me! Fuck me! Yea baby like that!" He grunted and moaned as he pumped my thirsty tail. "More Bill, give it to me baby, yea baby fuck me harder!" He was shagging me good, and being the greedy little cock hungry whore I was, I wanted more.

"You're fucking the shit out of me! Oh baby fuck me! Fuck me some more!" His face was next to mine, breathing hard, and grunting loud. I brought my mouth in close to his ear and whispered, "Cum inside me Bill, I want your cum inside me."

"Oooooooohohohohohoohhhh!" He bellowed as his eruption flowed into me.

"That's the way my pussy likes it! Deep and cumming! Shoot some more in there! Oh yea, fill me full of your hot sticky cum!"

Bill lowered his weight onto my freshly fucked frame and kissed me. "Don't you ever get enough?"

"Of that fine piece of man flesh down there? You've got to be kidding me. I'm ready to get injected again. Think you might be able to help me out with that?"

"I think your old man needs a little rest."

"That's fine, I just wanna make sure 'my ole man' gets all the sex he can handle. Cause 'your ole lady' dearly loves 'getting fucked' by her 'ole man'. She also loves 'sucking her ole man's cock'. That ok?"




The Ballad of Bill and Jamie Ch. 03



"That's fine. 'Because your ole man thinks your pussy is the greatest thing since sliced bread. You know I've had sex with you FAR more than anybody else."

"I'm gonna make tonight a night you never forget, 'ole man'."

"I want some of your luscious titts. Care to let me suck your titties?"

"Now how can a horny little girl in love refuse that kinda sweet talk?"

Bill placed my arms tenderly above my head, reached down between my spread legs and loosed the clasps of my crotchless teddy. He pushed the garment up over my body and tucked it behind my head pinning my arms so he had unrestricted access to my fully erect nipples. 

Bill often liked to suck my titts, and I like him to suck them often. I liked the feeling of having my titts sucked, and I like what two solid years of having them sucked had done for them. My nipples were far more sensitive, far more responsive to touch and they are growing larger every day. No I don't have d-cups, but the mass of my breasts had come close to doubling since those dark days when nobody paid any attention to them. 

"Oh yea baby, suck my titties! You suck them so good. Oh, yea that feels REALLY good." I crooned as his expert mouth feasted on my breast meat. I especially liked the way he used an on-off approach, making my titts feel as if they were being pumped. And, I loved the way he sucked my nipples deep into his mouth, held them there, and lashed the tips with the end of his tongue.

"My titties good?"

"MMmmmmmm." His humming resonating through my burgeoning breast tissue.

I cooed out my submission, and I begged for more. I could feel his cock preparing to benevolently accept my submission, and to lovingly assert his dominance. 

"Oh Bill, you're making me so fucking hot." His mouth work grew more intense, as did my heat. You see when my heat builds it becomes increasingly more difficult to keep me from, well let's just say that I 'orgasm' or that's what I call it while he is enjoying my delicate undercarriage, and he always does it quite well. It's the most intense sensation I've ever experienced, and it's been there with Bill since very early in our sex life. I used to have to work at it by contracting and releasing my pelvic muscles, but now it just takes his cock, and his amorous attention. It's the only orgasm I ever want to experience again.

His cock seemed fully erect and my need was mounting. "Bill?" I whispered and he looked up at me over a mouthful of my left breast. "Make love with me. Look into my eyes and let's make love." Bill relinquished his lock letting the cool air rush in to further stimulate my swollen, wet nipple, and he raised his head. I kissed him, gently, passionately. Bill lowered his face and began to lick and kiss my neck. I freed my arms, and looped them under his as he repositioned. I let my nails trace their way down his back as he expertly inserted his well-appointed penis into my throbbing hole. I dug my nails into his muscular back as we renewed our sexual commitment to one another.

Silently (except for the sounds of mutually heavy breathing and his erect cock making long strokes into my well lubricated sperm bank depository slot) we partook of each other's hot flesh. With my love, and lust, for my man, Bill laid me good and proper. We held each other close as he pumped his shaft into my aching cleft over and over, my release building and building. 

"Don't stop Bill, Please God Don't Stop!" moaning, needing, holding him close.

His tending of my passionate flame continued with a steady rhythm of lengthy penetrations. 

"I'm gonna cum!" I gasped. 

One more sticky collision of his hairy nuts against my freshly shaven ass cheeks was all it took to coax my orgasm into existence, and send it screaming through my body.

"OH MY GOD, YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM!" I sang as he continued to drive the point home. I bit down on his shoulder.

"Aaaaaahaahahhahhhhh!" He pushed deep into me and held fast as he deposited his precious seed into my vault. 

"Give it ALL to me baby." I whispered softly into his ear. He moaned loudly as he injected me with his thick spend. "Fill me up with your love." He rolled off of me and pulled me in close after he had topped off my tank. We cuddled and spooned as we lingered in our bed. We talked about life, work, ourselves and each other.

"Your titts are getting bigger."

"Yes they are. You like?

"Yes I like, though it's a little unusual, don't you think?"

"I did until I started researching the topic. It seems that they can grow, some. And in extreme circumstances, if properly stimulated, they can even produce milk." 

"Really? If your breasts start giving milk, I'll want to suck on them more!"

"If you suck on them more, they'll be more likely to give milk."

"Well that's settled. You seem to be really into sucking me off lately."

"I just want your tasty cum in every hole I've got, as often as I can get it."

"Do you realize that you've got more of my cum in you right now than I do?"

"Mmm. Yea, I do. But if you were to use that multitalented dipstick of yours, I think you would find I'm still a quart low." An exaggerated wink and a blown kiss found their mark.

"You're more of a woman with me than any split tail I've ever even heard of."

"Being with you is the key."

"Is there anything more I can do for you in the sex department?"

"Just continue to take me often and with passion." I leaned into him and slowly kissed him. "I know I'm not the perfect woman. I just want, more than anything, to be your woman. I dream of being loved by you, held by you, and used by you to fulfill every sexual fantasy you have ever had."

"What about your fantasies?"

"Every one of them involves you being my man, and me being your woman."

"There must be something I can do to heighten your experience."

"Never spare me your love, your lust, or your rod." With that I reached down to take him in hand. I found him exceptionally hard and highly polished by the sexual juices, and the intense heat, of our last coupling. 

"My rod is lusting to love you."

"Don't spare me your rod, ever." I rolled to my back and he pushed me causing my roll to extend and I found myself face down on the bed. Bill rose to his knees, and crawled in between my legs. I rose to my hands and knees presenting myself to him in a receptive manner. 

"Just the sight of you, ready to accept me, makes me really fucking horny."

"Are you gonna fuck me?"

"Yea I am."

"Hard?"

"Yes."

"Then fuck me hard, and don't spare me the sensibilities. Ride me and make me glad you did." He took my waist in his hands and penetrated me without another word. 

I cried out in pleasure as my lover used me to satisfy his need. His long dick stroked deep inside my yielding flesh. I moaned out incomprehensible sounds as Bill rutted inside me with his throbbing cock. As my man bred me, our motion slowly evolved into him pulling me backwards onto him as much as him moving forward to probe me. I continued singing out my exhilaration as my little titties bounced in rhythm with his balls thumping against my cunt. The thick wiry hair that grew around the base of his shaft was tickling, and stimulating my tail as my moans of pleasure degenerated into squeals of orgasmic release. Bill continued his relentless pounding as his lust overwhelmed me. 

My orgasm and I rode the wave Bill was generating, and as I waned in blissful release, I orgasmed again, hard. 

"Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh!" I screamed in time with his deftly executed thrusts, as my nerve endings sizzled with primal fire. I roasted on his spit as Bill stoked the fire that burned away my consciousness and left only sensations. The sensation of the linen under my hands and knees. The sensation of Bill's hands encircling my waist gripping me firmly enough that I could almost feel the ridges of his fingerprints, was marvelous. 

My body surrendered, my control lost, I reveled in the coupling of our bodies and the strengthening of our bond. 

"Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh!" Barely even conscious that I was still singing in sync with his steely assault. "Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh!" Panting breaths in between. "Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh!" Thirsting to be filled. He yanked me firmly down his shaft and held me in place flattening his pubic jungle against my quivering cock hole.

His explosion was a welcome and fulfilling treat. Hot, sticky, Bill juice flowed into me and added fuel to the fire burning in my soul. The only sound I could hear was his long gun thundering its load deep inside me. No movement, no sound, not even breathing, just him injecting his seed, my body accepting it warmly. When I was sure he had served me ALL he could, I rose to my knees and turned to face him. 

"That was incredible!" I said softly. I put my hand on the back of his neck and drew him to my lips. One arm encircled my waist, the other found its way up my spine and drew me next to his still heaving chest. His dwindling erection lay wet and throbbing against my leg. My arms traced their way around his neck as we kissed. 

We lingered in our embrace, kissing open mouthed, open eyed, and open hearted. He held me close and began to speak, "If there were any way in the world to make you my wife, I would do it this very minute. I love you Jamie."

"And I love you Bill. I would be your wife without hesitation, if it were possible. As far as I'm concerned Bill, I AM your wife."

"I want to be able to take you out, to be in public with you. We could go to a state that would allow us to marry."

"Do you want it on record that you married a man?"

"I don't care anymore."

"Baby, baby. I don't care either, I'm just asking for a little more time. Have you noticed that I'm letting my hair grow? That my breasts are getting bigger? That my hips are filling out? That I'm starting to obtain a nice little collection of lacey enticements that I'm wearing more frequently? That I'm keeping my legs and pussy shaved? It seems apparent to me that you are enjoying these changes."

"I'm enjoying them immensely!"

"I'm doing everything I can to become passable as a woman. When I get to that point, I will be more than willing to take our relationship public. Until then you're just gonna have to be happy with what we've got, and the knowledge that I AM your wife."

"You are doing this for me?"

"No. I'm doing this for us. For our future."

"So you think we have a future?"

"Without any reservation. Bill, I take you as my husband and I give myself to you, as your wife. Will you have me as your wife?"

"I take you as my wife."

"Then you may kiss your bride."

And kiss me he did. Like I've never been kissed before. It was the kind of kiss that you get lost in. I melted into him as he held me tight and I wrapped myself in him. His hands fell to lock into place around my waist as our lips parted. I stared dreamily into his eyes as my nipples played in the nest of thick fur on his chest.

"So this is our wedding night?" My husband asked.

"I believe so."

"Then I guess now is the time for me to give you my wedding gift to you."

"You've been giving me gifts all afternoon, and I couldn't ask for better gifts." A gentle kiss.

"And I'm going to give you many more of those gifts tonight! But for now, I've got something I was saving for a special occasion, and I would say this qualifies."

I moved to sit on the edge of the bed as he walked to the dresser, opened the jewelry box and took something out. "I bought this when I was younger than you", as he walked back to me. "It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Anybody that ever saw it and asked I told it was a family heirloom. I would be honored if you would wear it as your wedding ring."

He presented me with a beautiful wide platinum band set with a single sapphire, in the two karat range. I couldn't speak. I sat transfixed, staring at the stunning jewel he held in front of my eyes. 

He took my hand and slid my wedding ring gently onto my left ring finger. It fit wonderfully.

"I took measurements from your finger while you slept, and had it sized."

I stood up slowly and wrapped my arms around his neck. "I love you Bill! It's beautiful. I .... I don't know what to say!"

"There is nothing more to say, you've been saying it all along. That we belong together, that you want to be my woman, and that you will be a good woman for me. You ARE a good woman, and I want you to be MY woman."

"I am your woman." I sank to my knees and took him into my mouth. His erection was almost instantaneous. As I hungrily feasted on my husband's stiff cock I traced my bejeweled hand up his body and ran it through the ample hair on his chest. He gently kissed my hand as he moaned out my name. I throated all of him I could, and an inch more, just enough to feel his pubic bush brushing through the tears of joy on my face. 

I pulled my hands to his groin, clasped both hands around his well kissed shaft and began to stroke it. My mouth retreated to encircle the head of his dick and my tongue began its fertility dance. With my right hand I jacked off his long necked cock, while my left hand played with his weighty balls as my tongue continued its goal oriented lap dance.

"You are very good to your husband." My man murmured out in between moans. I poured more energy into the attention I was paying to our mutual 'little friend'. I could feel his balls nestling up against his body as his delicious pre-cum began to ooze from him. I squeezed more firmly with both hands as I continued my tongue dance, one massaging his nuts, the other stroking his long shaft. 

I relinquished my hold on his stiffened rod, and stood up abruptly. "Oh baby, you stopped so quickly, I'm about to bust!"

"Well, I see it this way. It's our wedding night, and I'm in need of another good fucking. Now if I suck you off, you being an old man and all (sexy wink), it might take you quite some time to muster up enough balls to lay me the way a man should lay his wife on their wedding night. So, what do you say? Let's consummate our wedding."

"Are you telling me that all you want is laid?"

"I want laid alright, but only if it's with you, forever and ever, Amen."

"Then, pick your position."

"I prefer to yield to my husband, take me as you will."

"Then your husband wants you to finish what you started."

I sank back to my knees and completed my mission. I drank greedily every ounce my husband served me. Bill exercised his husbandly prerogative several more times that night, never failing to illicit an orgasmic response from me, and to pump me full of his life giving cock sauce.

He came inside my pussy. He came in my mouth and even once on my face (my request). And then he held me tight as we slept together for the first time as husband and wife.



The Ballad of Bill and Jamie Ch. 04



I woke with my head resting on his slumbering chest and the remains of a rather large amount of his cum from the previous night glazing my face. I have long known about the exceptional hardwood Bill grows during the night. But the sight of waking to find his highly polished cock staring me in the face NEVER fails to inspire sexual hunger in me. The thick sheen of dried sexual juices was like a fine patina over his statuesque prick. A work of living art, pulsating with life, eager to perform its intended function. I longed to touch it, to feel it, to kiss it, to accept it inside me both in my mouth and deep between my legs. He shifted in the bed and his hand fell from around me, as I lifted my head from his chest. 

I shifted slightly and paused to see if the note of his slumber changed. It didn't and I took the opportunity to move closer to his slumbering stiffy. It bounced ever so slightly in time with his beating heart. I kissed him on the underside, mid-shaft. A slight change in the depth of his breathing, deeper, and protracted. 

I traced my tongue up the length of his erection achieving its peak just as he fixed his bleary eyes on me taking his glans into my mouth. I sucked him hard, and eagerly. I took his thick heavy balls into my mouth one at a time. I ran my tongue up and down his shaft. I made sweet love to his cock. I made sure I gave my all, and when the time came that he could hold it no longer, I drank in his love with an undeniable thirst. His cum was hot and thick as it coursed over my tongue only to be guzzled down my throat, nourishing my soul as it embarked then my flesh as it reached its internal destination. 

I drank in everything he fed me and he fed me quite well. I climbed up his frame and settled into his arms again, "You're getting very good at serving me breakfast in bed! I love the taste of your cum in the morning! Care to fuck me, you know, just to start my day off right?"

"If that's what you need to start your day, then I think I've got just what you need." Bill got up and stood beside the bed. I matched his move and positioned myself kneeling on the edge of the bed. I offered myself to him, and Bill seized the opportunity as he seized my hips. "Now that is a beautiful ass, I'm gonna enjoy this."

"If you enjoy it half as much as I do," a deep intake of breath as his cock entered me and didn't stop until its full length was throbbing inside me. "You'd never want to stop fucking me."

"Oh god your pussy feels so good! You like it when I fuck you?"

"I love it when you fuck me! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Ooooooohhh Baby, fuck me with your beautiful cock!" He fucked me with long, deep penetrating strokes. "Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! You're driving me fucking crazy with your cock!" He was pumping me hard, all the while pulling me backwards onto his engorged shaft. "Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Promise you'll never stop fucking me!"

"I'll never stop fucking your sweet pussy! Oh god, your pussy is so good, it makes me want to fill you full of cum."

"Aahh! Aahh! Fuck! Aahh! Aahh! Me! Aahh! Aahh!" I squealed as his nuts continued to bludgeon me with reckless abandon. 

"Aaaaaaaaahahahaahhhhhhhhhhhh!" I came hard as his marauding penis kept up its assault. The wave of my orgasm washed over my body, and my husband rode that wave, prolonging it with his internal massage. My upper body collapsed as I panted hard. My hips remained firmly in my husband's grasp as he continued to drill my tender flesh. "Please Bill, don't stop. I need more. Fuck me, please keep fucking me!" My heat was building again. "Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh!" My small breasts bouncing in rhythm to him slamming his pelvis into me over and over. "That's it, give it to me baby! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh!" My muscles were aching spasmodically, completely out of my control, and completely under the spell his magic wand was casting over my flesh. 

"Your pussy is so fucking hot!"

"You make me hot! Your cock feels so good inside me!"

"Do you like it when I fuck your sweet pussy?"

"Uh Huh!"

"Do you like my dick?"

"I LOVE every inch of your throbbing cock!" He was still enough inside me that I could feel his heart thundering in my canyon. 

"Do you want me to fuck you more?"

"I want you to fuck me with every inch of your cock!" 

"Do you want me to cum inside you?" Starting to gently slide in and out of me again.

"I want you to fill me full of your cum."

"Your pussy feels so good."

"Fuck my pussy baby! You fuck me so good!"

"Oh, I'm gonna fuck you really good."

"Don't hold back, give it all to me! I'm your wife, fuck me with all you've got!"

His slow steady pace evolved into an all-out balling. "Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh!"

"Oh god I Love fucking you!"

"Oh! God! You're! Fucking! Me! So! Good! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh!"

He grunted and moaned as he and his mighty scepter ruled the kingdom of submissive flesh that was my body. He slid his lengthy bone into my craven flesh over and over. "Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh!" The heat in my flesh was incredible and building. He was going to make me orgasm again, with his stiff rutting cock. "Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh!" I could contain it no longer, my flesh exploded, then burned away as he tended my fire. His loins were like bellows fanning the fire inside me with a precision unknown to mere mortals. I squealed in ecstasy as he kept my fire going. "I'm cumming, Oooooooohoohohoohohohohh Ggooooooooooooooooddddddddd!" I was rigid, unmoving, as he rutted himself ever deeper inside of me. 

Bill ground to a stop as he came inside me. Again and again his orgasm flowed into me. Again and again I took his nut deep into me. His cock spasmed as it injected me with its life blood, slowly dying its little death. 

My husband stepped back and pulled me to a standing position in front of him. His arms wrapped tightly around me he began kissing me on the shoulders and neck. I turned in his arms and returned his kisses eagerly. We stood there our tongues dancing with each other, my arms around his neck, his hands groping my ass. 

"I can say one thing for you 'ole man'", I said smiling a sexy little smile, "You sure do know how to ball."

"Seems that I finally found someone that likes me to ball them."

"You're fuckin' a right I do. I love the way you are with me. I love the way you kiss me, I love the way you touch me, and I love the way you sometimes make sweet passionate love to me, I love the way you sometimes take me and fuck me blue."

"I love you Jamie, pure and simple."

"I love you Bill."



I laid on the couch, my head in Bill's lap as we watched a Discovery channel special on time travel. We had been together for a little over 5 years. We are the very best of friends, we are very passionate lovers, and have even become public about our relationship. 

Through the modern science of hormone therapy, and the magic of make-up, even Bill's closest friends think I am female (one of his buddies even made a drunken pass at me one night when we were having a party). My hair is shoulder length, my nails are manicured and polished, I wear bras in public, and I work-out with a focus on accentuating a feminine musculature. My 'boy package' has withered with the hormones and is very easy to hide. Their wives and girlfriends have accepted me as one of their own. We 'do lunch', we giggle and compare our guy's attributes (the sexual one's and the non-sexual ones), I've even grown comfortable being bare breasted around one or two of them (my titts are definitely nothing to write home about, but with the help of the hormones and Bill's relentless suckling, I've managed to cultivate two b-cup breasts with very large, comparatively, areola's and nipples). I no longer have the need to shave anything but my legs, and underarms. Though I do shave the back half of the crack between my legs (I call it my 'pussy', and so does Bill), not because I need to, but because I want to. 

Bill has a sister, and she thinks I'm the 'best thing that's ever happened to Bill'. Chloe and I have become fast friends, and have a standing lunch date on Wednesday's. We occasionally do the 'chick-flick' and shopping thing together. She is single so we usually spend a day or two a week together. Bill was a little surprised by our friendship, but was very encouraging of it. His own relationship with his sister seemed to blossom after we announced our relationship to her.

I nuzzled my head against his lap as his hand gently fondled my rump. His cock began to respond and he pushed his fingers past the waistband of my Calvin Klein's as he searched for my warm sweet hole. He reached down and undid his belt. I lifted my head and helped with his zipper. His erection emerged, as his fingers found my pussy. He rubbed and fingered my hole, and I eagerly feasted on his offered midnight snack. If I do say so myself, I've gotten quite good as sucking Bill's cock. I can suck him hard and turn him loose on my body, or I can suck a nut out of him in about four minutes flat. Tonight I was hungry for his sperm, so I turned up the heat and blew his mind (not to mention his lengthy penis). 

I no longer needed a hand on his shaft, I couldn't take all of him in my mouth, but I had gotten quite good at sucking him off freehanded. I worked his balls with one hand and my titts with the other as he continued to finger me on the couch. I blew with all my might and I sucked even harder. It took just a few minutes for him to reward the sensations I was providing him with the sweet juice I craved. He shot wad after wad into my hungry cocksucker, and I fed greedily on his wiggling seed.

"Get your pants off, I want that sweet pussy you've been teasing me with."

"My pussy is yours for the taking, I would never tease you with it." I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled off my top. My small breasts sporting firm erect nipples caught Bill's eyes as he moved in between my legs in front of me sitting on the couch. I never wear a bra at home, so they were bare to his advance, and I made no attempt to shield them. He pounced on my titts, sucking one, then the other, into his mouth and teasing them with his tongue. 

"Oh fuck, you know what momma likes, don't you!"

"Mmm!" he nursed on my nipples while tugging at my jeans.

As my jeans hit the floor, the light from the TV threw my panties and stockings into sharp contrast to my tanned skin, garters glowing in the false light. Bill almost ripped my panties trying to pull them down from over my garter belt.

"Oh my god you're sexy as hell!"

He put his hands on the outside of my thighs, not even bothering trying to lift them and rammed his cock hard into my pussy. I had only a split second to tilt my pelvis but it was enough to get me into position. My flesh accepted him eagerly, nuts deep, and he immediately began rutting and plowing inside me. 

"Oh Yea Baby! You know how I like! C'mon fuck me!"

His mouth clamped down on my breast and he sucked them as he did me. 

"Ooooooooooooo!" I cooed softly, enjoying the titt sucking, cunt reaming Bill was currently engaged in. "Let me have it Baby! Feed my pussy your hard dick!"

"God I want to cum in your hot pussy!"

"Cum in my pussy Bill, fill it up with your hot sticky cum!"

Bill threw his head back, "Aaaaahahhahahhhhhhhh!", as he threw his nut inside my starving cunt. I clamped down hard and my orgasm followed immediately after. 

"Let's go to bed Jamie."

We turned off the lights and I led him down the hall to our bed. We got into bed, and Bill climbed on top of me and screwed me through two of my orgasms, and another of his. We drifted off to sleep sweaty and sticky, and wrapped in each other's arms.

I woke in the middle of the night to Bill nuzzling my breasts. I reached up with both arms and grasped the headboard allowing him unrestricted access to my small but attentive titts. My nipples were deliciously hard and longing for his mouth. He sucked them longingly, teasingly brushing his tongue over them. I whimpered and moaned softly as I relished being feasted on. I cooed out sweet, soft encouragement as he fed on my little titts.

His amorous attentions had awakened my lust, and my heat was building. "Make love to me Bill." I spread my legs and invited him in. He accepted my invitation, and we ground slowly into the night. He explored me thoroughly and I laid back and enjoyed being enjoyed. My arms looped around him and held him close as he pushed his cock inside me over and over. I breathed heavily into his ear and kissed his neck as he had his way with me, and his way suited me just fine. 

I came for him and he came in me. We fell asleep again with Bill's arms around me holding one of my titts, his recently wetted cock lying against the back of my legs.

We woke in our familiar position, his arm around my upper body, his cock straining to pry apart my sexy ass, and use my sleepy hole for its deviant sexual pleasure. Yippee!! I longed to touch it, to kiss it, to accept it inside me. Sucking Bill's lengthy prick first thing in the morning is one of the most pleasurable things that we've discovered in our relationship. His ejaculation first thing in the morning is strong and HUGE, it tastes absolutely wonderful, and it's very thick and sticky. It's sweet and savory at the same time. It fills me in a way nothing else ever has. He always seems taken by complete surprise when I latch on for my breakfast feeding, even though I do it almost every morning. 

We have established a tradition, every morning Bill feeds me breakfast after our slumber. I wake up and give him a rousing blowjob every morning (maybe not EVERY morning, but I rarely miss the opportunity to send him out into the world a few ounces lighter with a spring in his step). When he cums in my mouth first thing in the morning it nourishes not only my flesh but my love and my soul. Sometimes he seems overwhelmed and he mounts me and makes love to me with great passion, but the vast majority of the time he lays back and allows me to feast on my favorite breakfast.

This morning's breakfast was no different, hot, sticky, and sweet. Bill shot it into my warm hungry mouth with loving enthusiasm, matched only by my own as I drank in his essence. 

"Oh my god, thank you Jamie that was as fantastic as ever. You sure know how I like it."

I licked the last drop of his seed from the corner of my mouth and snuggled up next to him. "I love you baby! What time do you have to be at work?"

"8 o'clock."

"Its 6:30, you better jump in the shower. Hurry up! I'll make you lunch to take with you."

Bill got into the shower and I pulled on one of his t-shirts, and slid back into last night's black lace panties. In the kitchen I turned the radio on and set about making tuna salad sandwiches for his lunch. I packed him two sandwiches, an apple, and some cheez-its. (Not sure why he likes them so much, but he does. And I like to make sure my man gets what he wants.) I set a pot of coffee to brewing and turned to the sink to wash the dishes from the night before when his hands encircled my waist. 

"That was a quick shower!"

"I couldn't wait to get you back in my arms."

"I was going to have a cup of coffee and a muffin as soon as I finish the dishes."

"Mind if I butter your muffin for you?"

"Oh my, what an exciting offer! Please, butter away!"

He snaked his hands under the t-shirt I was wearing and hooked his thumbs into my panties. I leaned forward onto the counter as he exposed my crack. He left my panties high around my thighs and moved his hands to gently pull my ass cheeks apart and pushed into me as I placed my elbows on the counter next to the sink.

"Oh yea! That never gets old!"

He moved his hands to hold me by my flared hips. His hands were strong and his penis eager. He had me pinned against the countertop, holding me very still with his weight. He used his hands to hold me steady while his adventurous cock plunged over and over into the depths of my lust as "Everybody's got a hungry heart" played on the radio. 

"Your cock feels so good inside me. Please, fuck my pussy."

His dick laid me with the full length of its shaft, his weighty nuts spanked my taint with eager enthusiasm as he pumped heat into my loins. His hands held my hips as I worked my nipples. "Oh Yea! Yea! Yea! Yea! Yea!" I moaned in time with his thrusts while he stoked my fire.

I had long since stopped trying to consciously make my 'orgasms' happen. I could very easily entice them along, but they seemed to happen much more frequently, and provide me much more satisfaction, when I just surrendered and let my man have his way with me. The way I feel when Bill's cock is inside of me is all it takes to make me cum, and this encounter was no exception.

"Oh fuck Bill, I'm gonna cum! Oh, Oh, Oh! Oooooohoohhoohhohhhh!" My orgasmic cries where the only impetus he needed. He began pumping harder and faster. "Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh!" was all I could say as his cock worked itself up to filling my vault. 

"Ooo, Fuck!" He bellowed as his long gun began to fire. Volley after volley of his thick cum rocketed into my aching body. 

"Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh! Aahh!" I cooed out as he pumped me full of his fiery spend. With my undercarriage freshly oiled, Bill motioned for me to turn around. I pulled my pretty panties back into place, feeling them nestle into my cum dampened crack I looked into my husband's eyes. 

"Being with you is always so incredible."

"Ditto." As I nestled into his arms. He enveloped me with his embrace, held me for a long moment, kissed my neck, then my exposed shoulder. 

"You keep that up and I'm gonna make you late for work."

"You're very good at that." 

"You're damn right I am." I followed him down the hall into the bedroom.

"Are you gonna make the final shopping run today?"

"Yea. Chloe and I are having lunch, and she is gonna help me pick out a new bathing suit." I flopped down onto the bed and watched him dress as we talked.

"You comfortable with that?"

"Yes, I am. I have no plans on letting her into the changing room with me."

"Ok. Will you pick up that new Stephen King book for me?"

"You think I gonna go to a remote tropical paradise with you and allow you time to read?"

"No, if I wanna read I'm probably gonna have to get you drunk first."

"Just so you know, there is only one 'intoxicating beverage' I'm interested in, and it's served hot." 

"There'll be plenty of that for you. You gonna pick up the tickets?"

"Don't worry. I'm gonna take the list, and I won't forget anything!"

"I'm so looking forward to getting away with you." He leaned over and kissed me.

"Me too."

"Have a good time today."

"I will, don't work too hard."

"Never." I walked him to the back door, and kissed him goodbye. 

I picked Chloe up about 10:30 that morning and we set out on our shopping crusade. We hit both malls in the area, and ate lunch at an Applebee's in the second mall. 

"I just can't get over the fact that you're going to be my sister." Chloe said, pawing my left hand over the top of our deserts.

"Speak now or forever hold your peace." I said, grinning. I had been wearing the ring Bill had 'married' me with as an engagement ring. 

"Oh I have absolutely NO problem with it. I'm just surprised a young woman like you is interested in getting hitched to a lecherous old bum like Bill. I mean what are you going to do about kids, he'll be in a nursing home before you can deliver."

"Chloe, I can't have children. And, your brother isn't lecherous."

"Does he satisfy you sexually? I ask because if he finds out down the road that you've taken a lover, it will destroy him."

"No worries, Chloe! Bill skills in that area are exactly what I lust for. He satisfies my every need."




The Ballad of Bill and Jamie Ch. 04



"Good, don't hesitate to get him on Viagra, if you need to though." A subtle wink and a grin.

"Shit, if he took Viagra I wouldn't be able to walk!"

"Well, it doesn't do anything for size, but it makes a man's stamina quadruple."

"Nine and a half for at least an hour at a stretch, usually at least twice a day is enough for me, thanks."

"Holy Shit! If I'd known that I would have committed incest a long time ago." Laughing hard.

Laughing myself "He's a regular sexual athlete. I have absolutely no complaints," licking a little chocolate out of the corner of my mouth.

"Well honey if you don't avail yourself of those attributes, it's your own fault."

"Never fear Chloe, we keep each other well serviced."

"Excellent. But, remember, you're a good girl, don't let him do anything 'too freaky' to you."

"Who says he's the freaky one?" I said with a sly little grin.

She laughed heartedly. "You go girl!" More giggling from both of us.

"Oh, trust me, as often as I can."

We left the restaurant, and walked down the main concourse of the mall, Chloe told me she wanted to go into the Gap store. So I told her I would join her in a few minutes, and headed for Victoria's Secret. I picked up several pair of my favorite panties, three new bras, and found a very intriguing bathing suit. Two ties on the bottoms, and one on the top, in a bright coral pink. The fabric was very resilient and would hide any possible 'bulges'. I also bought a delicious little teddy negligée set and several pair of stockings and garters. 

I headed for the Gap, and found Chloe sitting on a bench in the middle of the concourse. We met up and plotted our next move. As we embarked for the Target at the end of the mall Chloe said, "Jamie, Sorry I went on about the sex thing, I just don't want to see Bill get hurt."

"Chloe, I have no problem with any of your comments. If I were in your shoes I'd be doing and asking the same things. No worries. Now, I swear to you that I have no aspirations in my personal life to be anything other than Bill's wife, and partner. Okay?" 

"Okay." Seemingly satisfied she took me by the arm and we took Target by storm. We stopped by the local dive shop on the way home and picked up the snorkel gear I had called about before leaving home, and I dropped Chloe off at her apartment just in time for her to head to work herself. 

I ran by the travel agent on the way home and picked up our tickets. Fourteen days in Costa Rica was going to be a welcome retreat. I hurried home so that I could get there before Bill. I just like to be there when he gets home from work. 

I took a shower, cleaning every nook and cranny. I shaved my legs, underarms, and pussy. I styled my hair, and put on a fresh coat of 'war paint' as we euphemistically call it. I put on something really slinky and just had time to get a Shepherd's pie out of the oven and before Bill came in through the back door. I had put on jeans and a polo shirt over my naughty's, so I could have the pleasure of Bill unwrapping me and finding my secret dress. 

"Mmm! Something smells REALLY good." I went to him, and folded myself into his embrace. He kissed me very thoroughly. One hand on my back, pulling me into him, the other groping my already yearning ass. 

"Careful now! She's very hungry for your attention." Referring to my wanton need to have him inside me. I could feel his need longing to get at me, to please itself by using me. My own need longing to be pleased by being used. 

"I've been thinking about breakfast all day."

"Mmm. It was very nice, may all our days start out that way." I kissed him submissively.

"What's for dinner?"

"Your second favorite pie," with a demure little smile.

"What if I prefer my favorite?"

"That's more like a dessert."

We ate dinner, and continued to banter and flirt. Bill rose to get a second helping of my Shepherd's pie and I got a good look at his lengthy fuck stick, semi-rigid against his left thigh and bulging in his slacks. I glanced up at his face as I distractedly ran the end of my tongue around the rim of my wine glass. I haven't been embarrassed around Bill since the beginning of our love affair, but I blushed brightly when he caught me eyeing his Johnson. I was almost drooling thinking of his sexual organ and what it does for me. How it feels when he uses it on me, in all the ways he uses it on me. 

"What would you say if I told you I feel the same way when I look at you, your body?"

"I'd be flattered," still blushing.

"You and you're body deserve flattery. You have cultivated a gorgeous body to please me with, and it does so very well. You get me and you seem as though being involved with me is very agreeable with you. You are loyal and eagerly committed to our union. You have become a good friend to my sister. All of this makes you exceptionally desirable to me."

"Chloe is very protective of you."

"What do you mean?"

"Today she very gently warned me against any future sexual affairs that may 'hurt' you." I told him about the conversation (not word for word mind you) and initially he was somewhat upset that his sister was trying to interject herself into our relationship. 

I urged him not to read too much into the conversation and to let me deal with Chloe in this matter. I convinced him that 'girls' just talk about these things, especially when they are friends. He agreed with me as we finished our meal. I put the dishes in the dishwasher as he scoured the available television channels for a good movie to watch for the evening. I joined him on the couch. My husband reclined and I lay in front of him, both of us watching the movie he had selected. We spooned and teased while Pure Country played out on the television screen. He held me and fondled my fully clothed body as he nuzzled his face into my long hair, kissing my neck and licking and sucking on my ears. He whispered softly how much he loved me, and how he was going to love me that very night. He described some exceedingly erotic sexual acts that were intended to get me hot and they succeeded with incredible efficiency. I rubbed the seat of my jeans against him and his sexual prowess that strained behind the denim prison that thankfully allowed me frequent and extended conjugal visits.

The movie ended and something else inconsequential began as I tightly held the arms that he had encircled me with. I made a concerted effort not to impede his hands as they were teasingly playing with my nipples, much to my pleasure. I gently and sweetly moaned out a symphonic tribute to the attention he was paying to my feminine wiles. We executed a little acrobatic movement putting me on my back and my husband resting between my legs, fully clothed, our lips locked in a passionate embrace. I love the taste and feel of his tongue in my mouth, not to mention the symbolism of having part of him inside me. As he tasted me, his hands settled on my exceptionally sensitive nipples. 

He teased and stroked my heaving b-cups with his dexterous fingers as he continued tonguing my pie hole. Just as my need was warming up nicely, Bill stopped and pulled his face from mine.

"Would now be the appropriate time to ask you to allow me to take you to bed?" Bill asked with a little grin on his face.

"Are you gonna suck my titts?"

"Yes darling, I am."

"Do I get to suck your cock?"

"If you want to."

"Are you gonna cum in my mouth?"

"If you want me to."

"Are you gonna cum in my pussy?"

"If you will permit me, I will."

"Then take me to bed baby, because I want it all. I want my titts sucked nice and professional like, I want to suck a huge load of hot wiggling sperm out of your stiff cock then I want you to turn me over and fuck me real good. How does that sound?"

"Sounds like a wonderful way to spend an evening at home."

"Get me naked and ply me with your manly muscles."

He stood up beside the couch and extended his hand to help me up. "Oh, I'm gonna 'ply' you."

"My delicate sensibilities are in danger, I fear." I took his hand and allowed him to help me up.

"Your 'delicate sensibilities' are most definitely in danger. I was under the impression you wanted a little good sex tonight."

"I was trying to be feminine and demure, I was under the impression you found it exciting, and arousing."

"I do."

"Would you rather I was whorish and slutty?"

"If you want to be."

"Then, why don't you escort me to the bedroom, and if you're a gentleman I'll show you how feminine and slutty I can be."

"I can't wait."

"I don't know if you can, but I know you shouldn't." I gave him a sly little wink as he led me to our bedroom.