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Friend in Need

By: Jenne64



It all started a few years ago. Greg has always been a good friend to Gav and myself. Secretly I had always fancied him. He is tall, dark and very handsome with the sort of melting brown eyes that most women find it hard to resist!! He had often featured in my fantasies, what I haven't done to that man in my own minds eye is no bodies business!! In my own minds eye I had explored every part of his body using both my hands and my tongue ,all while my hubby watched!

Never in a million years did I think I would ever get the chance to put my fantasy into practice. Then one night the opportunity arose and I guess I just lost it for a while!! Let me explain , I am a bit of an exhibitionist always have been, Gav always said it was one of the things that attracted him to me in the first place. I am about 5ft7", brunette with a firm pair of 36c tits. I love to flirt and show off in front of men. The thought that they are getting a hard on watching really turns me on! I like nothing better than to wear a low cut top and do a bit of flashing! Gav loves to watch as I cock tease, it always gives him a hard on. If I'm feeling particularly sexy I put on my tight white panties and a short skirt and give some poor unsuspecting bloke a hard on by positioning myself so that only they can see what is on offer between my thighs! Then as he gets really interested I get up and walk way. Poor sod must wonder what's hit him. I often feel sorry for them but what can I do?

We had often talked and fantasised about threesomes but somehow we never got to as far as carrying our fantasies though. That all changed this particular night!! Greg often came round in the evenings for dinner and a beer , he's single and we kind of took him under our wings. I never understood why such a good looking bloke was single in the first place but that's another story in itself! Anyway this particular night I was feeling really horny and would have been happier at first if Greg had left early as I just wanted a good fuck, little did I know that I was about to get more than I bargained for that night! The evening was the same as always I served diner and then I started to wash-up.

While I was in the kitchen I heard the two lads talking ,what I overhead made my ears prick up and my pussy juices run. The two of them were talking about me! Gav was actually asking Greg if he had ever thought about fucking me! Greg ,with a little coaxing from Gav finally admitted that he would love to but would never have brought the subject up if Gav had not asked him. Greg was a little embarrassed at first then he began to warm to the idea as Gav said he would love to watch me in action with another man and he couldn't think of anyone better than Greg to do the job.

As I sat in the kitchen listening I could hardly believe what I was hearing but my pussy juices were certainly flowing!! Never one to miss an opportunity I thought what the hell if that's what they wanted why the hell not. I went back to the sink to finish the washing up wondering if this was the night I would get to put my fantasies into practice. Gav came into the kitchen and gave me a great big hug as I was stood at the sink I could feel his hard on under his jeans as he kissed me. It was then I noticed Greg had come into the kitchen as well he was watching us as Gav kissed and caressed me. I was feeling really horny by now and had got to the stage were I just didn't give a damn anymore!!

I slowly moved my hand down to Gav's cock and began to rub it though the material of his jeans. He was hard alright , REALLY hard! Slowly I unzipped his jeans and took his cock out. By now I had almost forgotten that Greg was there, then I became aware of another pair of hands on my body I could feel him caressing me all over, pushing his body firmly against me as I toyed with Gav's cock. I felt Greg kiss my neck as his hands began to wander further down my body. Suddenly Gav pulled away and Greg turned me around to face him. I felt so horny by now I really didn't care anymore. My white panties were dripping with pussy juice I was so turned on!

As Greg pulled me closer to him I felt the size of his cock as he pushed his body into mine,it was a lot bigger than I had expected! Slowly he began to undress me, taking his time he undid the buttons on my blouse and I gasped as his hands brushed against my tits. Gav was stood behind me and he helped Greg take off my blouse and undid my bra. It was like he was saying to Greg ,"it's fine take her", this was an even bigger turn on for me! Very slowly Greg began to feel my tits then he moved his mouth down and kissed and licked my nipples to the point where I almost came then and there. Slowly he moved his tongue down my body as if he was savouring every last inch.

Gav helped him remove my skirt and they got me to lean back against the kitchen table. As Greg moved his tongue further down my body and began to explore my inner thighs I felt like I was in heaven. Gav moved across and began to kiss me deeply as I played with his hard cock. Suddenly Greg had pulled my panties to one side and was using his tongue to probe my dripping pussy. I came almost immediately, one huge wave of orgasmic pleasure was mine. As Greg pushed his tongue deeper into me the pleasure just went on and on.

I could tell Gav was really enjoying this as his cock had swelled to the hardest and thickest I had ever known it to be. Greg suddenly moved his head up towards me and he smiled at me with those big brown eyes. As he moved up my body I stood up straight and kissed him really deeply tasting my own juices as I did. As I stood in the middle of the kitchen kissing my husbands friend I felt Gav behind me as I began to explode Greg's body. I ran my hands over his entire body as I became sandwiched between two really horny men. I ran my hand around Greg's huge pulsating cock and explored it with my fingers. I began to move my lips over Greg's chest and slowly down towards that huge cock. I spent a while teasing the skin around his cock with my tongue but not actually touching his cock. Gav moved closer and I began to tease his cock with my tongue as well as Greg's. As I knelt between their cocks I teased and licked them each one in turn then I took Greg's cock as far into my hot warm mouth as I could get it! He gasped as I flicked my tongue over his head as I held it in my mouth. I slowly began to fuck him with my mouth, his cock grew wetter and harder as I teased and sucked his huge cock.

I gave Gav the same treatment making them take it in turns to have there cocks sucked. Then I took both their cocks in my mouth at he same time and I guess it just got too much for them!! They began to shudder and shake as they both began to cum. I felt their cocks twitch in my mouth as they began to surrender all the lovely hot spunk! I tried to swallow as much as I could ,not an easy task with all the spunk they produced!! As they came they pulled out of my mouth I caught as much spunk as I could! Nothing was wasted. I began to lick their cocks dry as they tried to recover! My face was covered in spunk and I could taste their hot spunk inside my mouth as I stood up and kissed them both deeply. Probing both their mouths with my tongue. At this point we decided to we all needed a break ,poor lads needed to recover . Hehehe

At this point we decided to move into the bedroom but somehow we never quite got that far! I still had my panties on at this point and I can tell you they were dripping wet from my pussy juices. To say that I was feeling Horny was an understatement!! As the lads followed me up the stairs towards the bedroom I decided for some strange reason I wanted fucking on the stairs. I turned to face them both and sat on down on a step near the top of the stairs. They seemed to sense what I wanted from them. As Gav slowly peeled my panties off Greg began to play with my tits again! I opened my legs wide so they could see what was on offer. As I always keep my pussy shaved they had a pretty good view, the result was an instant hard on once again for them both!

I reached down and began to finger myself as they watched. As I played with my own pussy in front of them they both began to rub their cocks. They were soon hard again and I knew I was in for a good fucking. They turned to look at each other and then Greg began to move closer. His hard cock in his hand he moved in towards my body and began to to position himself between my open legs. He started to move his cock slowly over my wet pussy. This nearly drove me wild as I just wanted to feel that cock deep inside my hot wet pussy. I wanted to feel his hot spunk deep inside me! Then suddenly in one action he thrust his cock deep inside me. His hard cock really filled my tight pussy and he began to slowly thrust back and forth allowing me to really feel him taking me! I really thought I had died and gone to heaven at this point. I was unaware of anything else that was going on around me by now I just wanted this cock to spunk inside me. Greg pumped me for a while before his cock finally began to quiver deep inside my pussy as he began to unload his spunk .

I had one amazing orgasm after another as he continued to pump his spunk into me. Almost as soon as he had finished he pulled out and Gav replaced Greg's cock with his own. As he began to push his cock deeper into me I reached yet another earth shattering orgasm. Gav has a hard cock at the best of times but this was the hardest I had ever known it. I think the fact that I was full of someone's spunk had something to do with it!! Gav thrust his cock as deep as he could get I told him I wanted every last inch of his hard cock, I wanted him to fill me full of his spunk. it wasn't long before he did!

The thought of both lots of spunk inside me sent me into another orgasm. As Gav lay on top of me I leaned over and kissed Greg,. That was one night I will never forget. Needless to say Greg is round our house more often that he was before!

We've had many more great nights since. I might write those down for you on night!!!

Friend In Need



There she was. Who could resist such a goddess? Harry and a co-worker, Steve, were staring across the street at a young blonde girl in her early 20's. She had emerald green eyes, beautiful skin, the perfect body. Her tits were not too big, not too small - just in between, just the way Harry liked them. Her rear end was firm, and he couldn't help but keep his eyes on her. 

"She's so sexy. If only there was a way I could talk to her. But, she doesn't know me. How do I start the conversation? What do I say?" Harry mumbled.

His co-worker ignored him, staring through the glass window.

"She might see us."

Harry reluctantly agreed. It would not be long before she noticed the two men undressing her with their eyes. As Steve finally pulled his eyes away and continued on his way down the corridor, Harry still kept his eyes focused, wishing he had this woman in his arms - wishing he could pleasure her, like the goddess she is.

"She's gorgeous - and I don't even know her name." Harry sighed.

"Why don't you just go talk to her?"

A female's voice rang in his ear. Someone appeared behind him. This time, it was his longtime friend, Michelle. She was nearly ten years older than Harry, and she had worked at the company for many years.

"Well?" Harry's hands shook. He couldn't respond.

"I ... don't know."

"Well, you had better think of something to say, because I'm tired of you talking about her. Not a day has gone by without you mentioning that you'd like to be with her, so just tell her, already!"

She was right. Harry needed to take a step forward. He agreed and started his frightening journey across the street. He walked into the greeting card store where she worked.

She smiled and spurted out her sales pitch, just like she did with every other customer.

"Hi, welcome to The Greeting House, where all of our greeting cards are custom made, just for you!" He couldn't get over her smile. He just stood there, his hands to his sides, not even smiling. 

"Can I help you, sir?" she asked.

His mouth started to open, but nothing came out but a soft patch of air. Just enough to make him say "Aeeeh" in a whispered voice. She looked puzzled. Mumbling, he tried to start a conversation.

"Um... have we...ever...you met me... before?"

He felt like an idiot. Before she could answer him, or even pretend to understand what he just murmured, he let out a quick, squeaky "Nevermind!" and then stumbled out of the shop.

"DAMN IT!" Harry shouted.

"Calm down, you'll do better next time, you just need to get her to want to know you, that's all." 

The day had passed. Harry and Michelle had both worked most of the day, and were pretty worn out by this time. But every now and then, they liked to go to each other's house, and just have some fun to cure their boredom.

Ever since they were younger, they would play board games together, and this was one of their hobbies. Whether it was trying to solve mysteries, building words on a table, or owning real estate, it was always a fun thing to do to pass the time.

That night, it was Poker. They had gotten tired of the board games and decided to raise the stakes a bit. They didn't like to gamble, so they played a version of poker where whoever won the hand would have to do something for the other person, like a favor. Sometimes it was silly stuff, but eventually Michelle got a little more wild. She had just won the hand.

"Okay" She undressed.

He was shocked. "What the hell are you doing?" He asked, frantically. 

"I'm showing you what to do for your dare!" She pointed to her nipple.

"I want you to kiss it." He looked at her nipple. He was impressed, he had never thought of seeing his older best friend naked before, let alone, actually enjoying it. She smiled with a come-hither look.

"You're going to seduce me?" He asked.

"Yes, and then I'm going to make you fuck my brains out." She noticed he immediately got an erection between his legs. Trying to hide it, he turned away. She followed him to the couch, where they sat down.

"No I can't!" he yelled. "You're my best friend." 

She smiled and grabbed her breast, grasping it. Leaning forward, she put her titty at the side of his face, grabbed his head and pulled him towards it. His lips lightly touched the nipple and she closed her eyes.

He started using this to his advantage, moving his tongue around on that nipple, while sucking more and more of the breast into his mouth.

"More... MORE, I SAID!"

"Okay!" He used his hands and ran them up and down her body as he made out with her nipple. Her legs were smooth, and he just had to feel them a little. She moaned once again, sensing his fingers running down her body, and his lips around her nipple.

She relaxed and let him work his way around her figure. Harry had never done this with a friend before, but he felt more comfortable this way. He forgot about his dream girl once Michelle got a hold of him.

He caressed her thighs, her stomach, the arch of her back - using his fragile fingers to his advantage. He moved his mouth from her nipple, and started kissing the front part of her neck. She loved this so much, she bit her bottom lip. 

It was a natural feeling, and who better to share it with than someone who actually has an imagination? The game of poker was obviously over, but the cards still lay on the table. At least until they knocked them off.

He picked her up and put her on the table, getting to his knees. He positioned her where her legs were at his head. He had the perfect setup. He shimmied his head into her crotch, right between her beautiful legs, and starting playing with her clit with his warm tongue.

"Ooooooh!" She moaned and closed her eyes once again.

He used his fingers and pretended like he was going to insert them into her pussy, but kept pulling them away, slightly touching her effective parts without actually doing anything. His wet lips captured her clit perfectly, allowing him to tickle it. She enjoyed this very much.

After a few minutes of soft foreplay, he finally stuck one finger into her pussy. His tongue still ran wild on her clit, and this made her squirm a lot! She moaned under her breath and Harry could tell she wanted it even more.

So, he added another finger into her pussy and started using them like scissors inside her, trying to poke around inside her to find any tissue that would make her cream herself. She was already soaken wet down there, and he would occasionally pull out his fingers, sucking on them. He tasted the pussy juice and loved it. 

The only problem with this is that it left her clit vulnerable, and she didn't want him to stop, so she used her fingers to rub it herself while he explored her inner walls with his thick fingers. 

While fingering her slowly, tugging at her insides like a sharp hook, he started to use his common sense. He decided that he would give her extreme pleasure by doing the "little things". He used his mouth for this. He started kissing her all over the place.

If she had a body part, he kissed it. This made her thrilled to see he was using his imagination. She wanted more. And more he gave. 

He inserted another finger, making that three fingers inside her soaked pussy. It was becoming slimy and easily lubricated. He finally sat upwards and pulled out his cock. It had grown very thick from all the commotion and needed some air. But it didn't stay out long! He placed it inside of her, with her still rubbing her clit. 

Harry's cock slowly forced its way into her, opening her vaginal passage. She could control her muscles perfectly, closing in around his cock, tightening herself while he continued forcing it inside her. Her pussy grabbed him like a bear trap and wouldn't let go! The force of the resistance made it feel even better for her. It made her inner muscles contract onto his penis, which caused more friction on the inside.

She smiled and bit her finger, while still rubbing her clit. He was confused a little bit as to why she was doing this, but he decided he needs not to worry about it right now.

"Now is not the time!" Harry thought to himself, while sliding his hardened cock straight up into her.

He fucked her for a while, not too hard, not too soft. It felt great for the both of them. They both moaned simultaneously, as the table was moved across the floor.

He took both of his hands and started massaging her thighs and stomach, lightly, pulling her skin a little, getting her all worked up. His mouth ran across her breasts once again, letting his tongue leave trails of saliva all over her. She smiled at him, rolling her eyes into the back of her head.

"Fuck me, Harry, fuck me HARDER!" He seemed sort of shy about it, being that this is his best friend.

"I never thought she wanted to be fucked like this, or I would've done it along time ago!" Harry thought.

He started going faster, her thighs slapping up against his legs, making little slapping noises as he impaled her. His penis grew stronger, and she could feel it throbbing inside of her. She rubbed her clit faster and faster, moaning.

"Ooo..OOOOH". She was enjoying it more than him. Maybe it was because this was the kid she grew up babysitting? Maybe she wanted him all along, and was just waiting for the right opportunity, or for him to find out.

"You like to fuck your babysitter don't you, Harry? You better be a good boy, or I'll tell your parents!" He thought back to those days, and was kind of embarrassed about those times.

But, it was turning him on.

She was right, when he was younger, he dreamed about fucking his babysitter, and that babysitter WAS HER! He thought for a minute.

"So why did I ever lose interest in her?" He asked himself. He didn't know the answer and it didn't bother him, because he was having sex with her now. And now is all that mattered.

"I want you to cum inside me Harry, come on, cum inside me!"

He fucked her harder, and she could still feel his warm cock going deep inside of her, rubbing against her inner walls. He leaned her upwards, hitting her vulnerable spot inside. She could sense it perfectly, and it was making her feel tingles all over, while continuing to rub herself. 

Fucking her harder and more ferocious, Harry closed his eyes, ramming it inside her. That's what she wanted.

She said "Harder, Harry, HARDER!"

She liked rough sex, apparently. Harry had no problem with that. Her pussy was sucking his penis further as he pushed it inside her. Finally, after many minutes of this, he started getting tense.

"I'm... gonna... cum."

She smiled and rubbed herself more.

"Do it, Harry... Oooh... do it inside me!" They both got ready, and finally the tip of his penis shot a huge load of cum inside her, and it kept squirting more and more cum, filling her up. She felt the hot cum inside her and her eyes once again rolled back in her head. 

"Now I want you to pee in me, Harry." 

He stopped fucking and stared blankly at her. 

"WHAT, you've gotta be kidding me." She smiled in ecstasy, "Do it, damnit! Harry, pee inside of me!"

He accepted and just mumbled "Okay, whatever you say Michelle."

He continued fucking her trying to keep his dick hard, and it worked. He pulled out and stroked it for a while, he didn't want to have it going flaccid on him at the wrong time.

"I've done this before, I used to masturbate and every time after I'd have to pee, so this shouldn't be too hard." Michelle kept stroking her clit with her fingers, waiting for re-entry. He had drank nearly a gallon of water earlier in the day, and had still not been to the bathroom, so he had to piss anyway.

When a guy has to pee after sex, it's the greatest feeling once you finally release it. He knew this, and she may not have, but she wanted him to pee inside of her. So he agreed.

He leaned over her pussy as she continued rubbing herself, and he tried to pee out of his hard cock. She could tell he struggled a bit at first, but eventually the first bit of pee came out, and squirted all over her tits and stomach.

"Aaah!" she yelled, smiling. She liked that.

He did it again, but this time holding his cock with his two fingers so that he only let a little bit of it out. Once again he squirted over her, except this time closer to her pussy, just below her stomach. After holding it back he started to release, while holding it in there with his fingers. The pressure was building quite fast, and he knew he was going to blow it some time, soon.

She was anxiously waiting, and she could still feel the hot cum inside of her, wanting more. 

Finally, he aimed his thick cock right at her sweating vaginal hole and let go of his fingers at the same time that he shoved it in. He released his piss inside of her, forcing his urine in at a very high speed. She moved along the table, and felt the hot urine going deeper inside of her, spraying her inner walls with his liquids.

"Ooohh, my god!" she cried out loud.

Harry smiled and continued peeing as the river of piss flowed through her body, giving her chills. While all of this was going on, Harry's penis was rubbing against her G-Spot inside of her, causing even more friction. The piss was spraying off of that area, creating excitement for her entire body.

She shook violently as she continued rubbing her clit, faster and faster.

"OOOOOOOOOH! OOOOH!" She yelled.

"I'm GONNA CUM! OH... MY ... GOD!"

She let herself go, squirting her own liquid out of her pussy, forcing his cock outwards. Her juices sprayed violently over his penis. This was the first time anything like that had ever happened to her, and she couldn't help but feel grateful.

She felt tingling sensations all over her body, and it was magnificent! After a few seconds of nonstop squirting what seemed like a gallon of vaginal juices, it settled down.

She laid her head back on the table and was worn out from the orgasmic reaches of his cum and urine, both still relaxed inside of her, slowly dripping out along with her very own cum juices. 

Harry had fucked the babysitter. It was amazing. He made an older woman feel like she had never had sex before.

"Thank you, Harry." she simply said, closing her eyes.

"No problem." he laughed.



Friend In Need



The Ash Mountains are basically huge heaps of black, barren rocks. They irregularly tower above the flat Raynosian soils, blocking out the hazy sunlight above.

Cynder whimpered on the edge of a large peak a quarter ways up the steep slope of rock. Her mind was racing with a multitude of thoughts. She wished for the feeling to cease, so that she can move on and rejoin her journeying companion.

Her claws scratched hard on the stone as she felt a stabbing hotness in her loins; she roared out lightly, and then panted as she felt the feeling dissipate slowly.

As Cynder regained a steady breathing pattern, she stretched out her wings, trying to retrieve a normal feeling. Her legs suddenly ached, and she longed to rest. The dulled sunlight radiated off her black scales as she leaped strongly with her legs and soared into the air.

The dusty wind echoed through the mountains as Cynder flew and reflected her current situation to herself.

Like every female dragon does after a season and a half, Cynder had gone into heat. She had already gone through a day of horrible anxiety, although not alone, she had concealed her problem. She was now going through the latter stages of the cycle, which consisted primarily of rises in body temperature and stiffening of her legs but she knew that she would soon face some cramping, coupled with odd, irrational thoughts.

She tried incredibly hard to drown out the worry from her mind, but it was no use. Although Cynder had been in this state many times in her life, this time was much different. Her family had always been with her; her mother especially during these specific periods. But now...

It had only been two weeks since Cynder had to leave her family behind. She had been roaming ever since through the endless flatlands of Raynosia, but certainly not alone...

Cynder?

Upon hearing her name, the black dragon swung her wings back and raised her head up. She took an opportunity to scan her surroundings quickly before landing on her hind legs.

Cynder, are you alright? The voice rang out again.

Where are you? Cynder squinted, gazing ahead, looking for the familiar shade of blue.

Her companion spoke a bit playfully, Behind you!

Cynder turned fast, and huffed, kicking slightly at the dirt. She eyed her friend nicely, and he strode up to her.

Torrent was just only slightly older and slightly larger than Cynder was. However, he had a very grand muscle tone, common to males of the Ocean Family variety. His scales shone the color of a vibrant aquamarine, which only increased in intensity as he walked into the odd-toned sunlight.

You know not to sneak up to me, Cynder scolded him.

I apologize, he said. I sensed your discomfort. I guess I didn't want to alarm you.

Cynder cursed herself for allowing Torrent to read her ravaged emotions. The last thing she wanted to do was get him involved.

Well, it's alright, I really don't mind. I guess I have been a little on-edge lately.

Torrent came up to her, and spoke to her relaxingly, Only on-edge? I'm sure I felt you in pain!

No! No, of course not! Cynder shook her head hastily. Torrent winced as she spoke again, No, I'm fine! Please don't worry about me, I'm alright, I promise. I just exaggerate things a little...

Cynder heard Torrent laugh mentally. She held her breath somewhat, to which Torrent spoke, Cynder, please, don't try to deceive me. You're not very good at it.

Cynder sighed, Alright, I won't lie to you, I haven't been myself, but please back off. You won't understand.

Torrent made as much of a frown as a dragon could make, and spoke more sternly, Why wouldn't I understand?

Because, I... she paused, and looked down at the ground. I've been... Not in pain, but just...

Torrent was confused at first, but it only took a minute for him to understand. It wasn't what she said that clued him in, or the way she said it. It was her eyes.

Ah, he spoke. Cynder looked up at him again. I understand now. I apologize... I'll leave you now. The last thing I'd-

No, she interrupted him as he began to turn away from her, and she reached out with her arm and placed her hand on his shoulder. I want your company, Torrent, it's just... I wanted you to know why I'm the way I am right now.

He grinned, That's fine, I understand. Well, at least as much as I can. I see now why you've been awkward towards me lately.

I'm sorry, Cynder said. I'll get through this. It's just I've never actually been in this situation with a male as my only companion.

Torrent's face lightened up again, Yes, I suppose that must be an odd new feeling. But you don't need to feel uncomfortable with me. I'm happy to help you with anything you need, after all.

Cynder breathed deeply, I really appreciate that. I've been feeling a lot worse than usual lately and I'm hoping I'll be back to normal in the morning.

Torrent looked up into the sky and said deeply, Well thankfully dusk is arriving. If we fall asleep fast enough, morning will be upon us in no time.

***

It was deep into the night. Torrent lay curled next to two large boulders quietly, but he was not asleep. Through the whole night, he had had one of his deep, blue eyes always looking towards Cynder. The black female was stirring all through the night, constantly whimpering and writhing.

Torrent was genuinely worried for her; they had spent most of the dusk hours flying and speaking to one another, only for Cynder to call it quits and ask for him to rest alone without her.

Cynder began to breathe rapidly as a burning pressure in her sex organs began to build. She laid on her back with her wings outstretched as she held her eyes shut, trying to ignore the cramping that overwhelmed her, but just for a moment. Afterwards, the feeling quickly subsided, and she was left panting on the ground. She peered slightly towards Torrent, whom she had in her thoughts through the entire ordeal. She prayed that the next time he talked to her, it wouldn't be awkward.

Torrent didn't want to see her alone any longer, and he gathered the courage to stand up and walk up to his whimpering companion.

She sat up, seeing his movement from the corner of her eye, Torrent! You're... You're awake!

Don't stand up, Torrent told her as she started to roll. Please, Cynder. I can't stand seeing you like this. He laid down on the ground beside her, his head leaning slightly on a stone.

She sniffed, I... I'm usually not this bad. Not at all. I guess... being away from my family is affecting me in strange ways.

I suppose that's understandable, Torrent said. You Black Knights are always about family.

She chuckled in his mind, I suppose that's true. But weren't you about family once, too?

No, he answered. I was hatched to my Master, remember? You were hatched with your family; your mother, father and siblings. I've never known my family... I've never even met a fellow Ocean Wanderer. All my interactions were with humans and other tamed dragons.

Well, with my family, Cynder started. They would always help me when I needed it. When I first became mature, I really relied on the guidance of my elders to show me how to take care of myself. I can't imagine learning these things from a human.

Torrent shuffled himself backwards, resting his long neck and head against a small soil pile. He curled his wings inward and laid comfortably. You'd be surprised how intelligent humans really are. They're quite an interesting species... their understanding of how the world and all of us function is very intricate.

Cynder rolled onto her belly, and crawled up to Torrent. She placed herself over him, and laid so that her head was just beneath his. He held her loosely, and wrapped his wings around her. Her tail felt its way around, eventually meeting his and wrapping around it.

In their embrace, Cynder spoke, I'm so glad you're here, Torrent. You're so kind, and gentle. And you always seem so understanding... even now, during my time of need. I can't help but wonder whether or not you've done this before.

Before? Torrent repeated. This? No. Although I am very aware of your current situation. I've... been in contact with other females whilst they were in heat. But I've never been this close with one.

Cynder was relieved; she was afraid that the situation would have become much more awkward if Torrent had done this before. She didn't like thinking of him with another dragon.

I hope you don't mind if I ask, but, Cynder started. Did you ever have a relationship with one of them?

What?

With one of those other females... did you ever do anything?

Torrent thought he knew what she was trying to ask, but he was unsure if she was truly asking it. Are you asking me... he paused. If I've ever mated before?

Is that alright? Cynder asked. I mean, the only things I know about that subject is what my mother had told and shown me. It's something I've wondered about.

Torrent took a deep breath, No... No, I've never.

Why not?

Torrent began to get a little uncomfortable; he shifted his weight a little. Well that's not... a particular question I'm asked a lot, but... I guess it's just because I feel like it's something that I shouldn't simply do lightly.

Oh? Cynder looked into his eyes curiously. Despite the fact that she could feel that discomfort began to rise hotly within her again, she simply ignored it. She wanted to hear Torrent speak.

Perhaps it was because I was a tamed dragon, or perhaps it just goes with my family, but, I just didn't want to. I didn't want to sire children with females I've barely known.

But did that option ever present itself? Cynder asked quietly.

Occasionally, Torrent answered. I distinctly remember an Emerald, whom in the climax of her heat cycle, literally had me on the ground and nearly forced me to mate with her.

Cynder blinked, And?

Well of course I got away. I may be gentle as you say, but I'm not going to submit to something like that.

Cynder closed her eyes as she felt her sex begin to inflame, but she breathed through it slowly. But surely her actions would have provoked something from you? Or is what my mother taught me about males completely inaccurate.

Torrent sighed, Well as I'm sure you know, when a female reaches the end of her heat cycle her scent will arouse the male. I'm ashamed to admit that I was certainly that. I fought her off a little, and... Are you alright? Torrent asked her, tensing somewhat as he saw her begin to breathe a little more heavy.

Yes, I am, Cynder answered. I'm starting to get worked up again. Please, just keep talking. It helps me relax.

Torrent abided, and became calm once more. I spoke with my Master soon after that.

And what did he have to say? Cynder asked.

Ah, well humans have quite a different reaction to sexuality that we do, Torrent told her. I came to him, embarrassed, disheartened and somewhat violated. But he just sort of laughed at it...

What? That doesn't seem like a laughing matter! Your Master should have been more understanding!

Torrent grinned slightly, That's what I figured as well. When his laughing finally ended he told me a little about humans. Things he didn't deem necessary to share with me when I was very young. He told me how humans interact; how they are capable of very unique things in terms of sexuality. How they most usually mate for pleasure rather than reproduction.

My family told me a bit about that, Cynder added. So did your Master give you any useful advice? Or did he just rant about his own species?

Torrent chuckled, No, he told me about something that humans do when they're unable to fulfill their sexual desires. He told me about how a male can stimulate themselves.

What? Cynder asked, she held her head up, but struggled to keep still from the pressure growing inside her from her cycle reaching another climax. What do you mean stimulate themselves?

It's exactly how it sounds. Torrent held his own head up as well. My Master was trying to tell me that it was something I may consider doing because of the condition that the female dragon had left me in.

Cynder quickly lifted her upper body off of his chest with her arms, so she looked down upon him. She asked, sharply and extremely curiously, And did you?!

However, before Torrent could reply Cynder felt a rush to her head. Suddenly, she became overwhelmed with dizziness, and she collapsed back onto her companion, her head now pressed against his chest. She breathed heavily; Torrent quickly got a hold of her wherever he could, and held her deeply as she began to writhe a little.

She had never felt what she was feeling then. It was like her insides were lurching around; not because of something odd within her, but because of an absence of something she desperately needed. Torrent soothed her thoughts gently; she could feel herself begin to succumb to this rapid feeling of emptiness.

Cynder's tender, soft pink opening pulsated. Inflammation and sudden sensitivity of the vagina was the final stage of a female's heat cycle. In a way, Cynder was relieved, because it was merely hours before her cycle was complete. However, she now felt very vulnerable in the arms of Torrent; any movement she made could potentially reveal to him her aroused sex, or worse, accidentally have it brush against him.

Cynder had never been through this with a male even remotely present and she was scared; not scared of the situation, but of this new feeling.

Torrent's voice pierced through her worry, Cynder! Are you-

Yes... yes I'm alright, she tried desperately hard to curl her legs up so he couldn't look down and see.

Are you certain? You look-

Torrent, she said quietly. You didn't answer that earlier question. Did you? Or did you not?

He paused. She looked up into his eyes, and he saw them begin to tear. Without moving, he responded, No. No, I didn't. I couldn't. Such a thing is completely unnatural.

Cynder kept her gaze locked into his eyes, her vision blurred due to the tears forming. Her heart raced; Torrent seemed almost...

She startled herself contemplating what her thoughts could mean, and she continued to try and shift her legs around, and perhaps even roll her hips, but she felt herself barely skim her own slit, which made her gasp suddenly.

This got Torrent's attention. But as he raised his body upwards, Cynder pushed down with her arms. When his back hit the dirt again, she whispered in his mind.

Please Torrent... don't move. I'll be okay, I promise.

Torrent did as she said, but with a nervous look in his eye. She dared not look at him any longer; she simply laid upon him, trying incredibly hard not to think about her predicament any longer.

After a moment, however, Torrent couldn't help but wrap both Cynder and himself tighter with his wings. At first she thought that it was okay, that perhaps he had let it go and decided it best to just keep comfortable. But, she gasped in horror as Torrent quickly and strongly squeezed his wings around her, forcing her down harder onto him.

She felt her legs collapse and lay straight along his own, and she gazed back into his eyes, this time their looks reversed. She silently pleaded with him to stop while he stared through her, gasping when he suddenly felt a hot, moist wetness on his lower belly.

Cynder froze, not daring to make a sound. Torrent made no sound either, but continued to squeeze with his wings. She closed her eyes, trying to expand her wings to get free, but to no avail. As she moved, she suddenly felt a paralyzing shot of intense pleasure when her inflamed vaginal opening brushed against Torrent's scales. She took a deep breath, and Torrent suddenly felt a warm, sticky liquid spill from Cynder onto him.

Torrent, please! Cynder finally spoke, shouting into Torrent's mind.

Hearing her plea, Torrent relaxed his wings quickly and allowed her to get free. She pushed herself up above him, and he felt his heart lurch as tears began slowing from Cynder's eyes.

Cynder, I-

No, it's my fault, her voice was calm in his mind, but she was panting. I'm sorry! I shouldn't have gotten so close to you! I knew it was coming, but I did nothing.

Don't blame yourself for something you do naturally, Torrent insisted. I shouldn't have trapped you. Please, forgive me.

Oh, Torrent, Cynder started. I don't know what to do... I should leave. I'm disgusted by my thoughts, but I don't want to be alone.

Torrent breathed deeply, I swear to you, Cynder, I won't do anything like that to you again. I... you looked at me as if... I understand if you'd rather lie somewhere else.

Cynder's tears dripped onto Torrent's breast as he began sitting up higher.

She spoke again, But?

Torrent spoke softly, But I want you to stay with me, Cynder.

I want to stay with you, too, Torrent, Cynder laid down slowly again, her head resting on Torrent's chest once more. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her. My sex is aroused, and it will be this way all night. I doubt I'll be able to sleep in this condition.

Then I will be awake all night as well, Torrent told her.

Cynder grinned, Torrent, you have become more than just a companion to me. I'm really glad that you are with me... I just hope that you know that.

I do, he said. And you have become more than a companion to me, Cynder. I'm very fortunate to have met you.

Cynder gasped as she felt more juices escape her sex. She writhed as the warmth drenched her vulva and dripped slowly across her thighs. Torrent felt it spill all over his own thighs, some of it dripping onto his hidden sheath, and he shuddered.

I'm sorry, Cynder said in response. I can't... I'll understand if you're uncomfortable with this.

Cynder, please, Torrent said soothingly. I'm neither embarrassed nor uncomfortable with you. I know you can't help it... and I must admit, your warmth is incredible.

Torrent! Cynder exclaimed teasingly. Please...

Torrent grinned, I'm sorry. But I'm being honest; I don't mind it.

Cynder's slimy juices continued to be excreted from her pulsating vaginal opening. Torrent simply ignored it; the warm liquid flowing across his crotch and thighs didn't affect him.

However, as Cynder began to relax more, her sex became more exposed to the air. Torrent took a deep breath, but became nervous when he came across a scent. He instantaneously identified it as the hormonal scent of the fluid Cynder was secreting all over him. At first it was slight, but as Cynder panted and became more aroused, the scent became stronger.

Cynder... Torrent started. I...

He stopped after taking in another incredibly irresistible whiff of Cynder. He became increasingly anxious after realizing that his breathing was quickening.

I know, Torrent, and I'm sorry, Cynder thought that Torrent wanted to comment on the abnormal volume of her secreted juices, completely unaware of his current situation. This has never happened to me before now.

Torrent breathed heavier still as the scent overwhelmed him. He looked down at Cynder and cursed himself. He put so much thought into her he completely forgot how his own body would react. He needed to let her know what was happening.

Cynder took deep breaths as she felt her juices begin to run out. However, much of it was still dripping subtly down to Torrents own loins, which then passed over his slowly opening sheath. He gasped, feeling the pressure begin to build.




Friend In Need



Cynder... Torrent couldn't help but take in another sweet scent of Cynder, which propelled him into inevitable arousal. Cynder look up at him, only to see his eyes closed and his mouth open, panting.

Torrent?

Torrent felt many small but powerful twinges of pleasure from his swelling sheath opening. His deep pink genitalia slowly emerged from his slippery sheath and pulsated strongly. His mind pleaded for it to cease, but the scent of the aroused female upon him drove him to a full erection. After mere seconds, Torrent's shaft was extended to its full length and girth.

Cynder, unaware of what had just happened, nipped at Torrent's neck lightly to gain his attention. He looked down on her with a nervous look; he had grown very disappointed in himself for allowing this to happen.

Cynder, I'm sorry... was all he could say.

Torrent, you're panting, Cynder said, worried. What's wrong?

Torrent sighed deeply, holding back a gasp as he began to feel the full extent of her vaginal fluids all over his penis. I should have seen it coming, Cynder... I should've stopped myself.

What?

Your scent, Cynder... Torrent muttered. I've become aroused.

Cynder widened her eyes, and swiftly turned her head. She looked between their combined four legs, and she was shocked to see long strings of clear, sticky juice linking her swollen sex with his.

I'm truly sorry, Torrent repeated. I didn't mean to, but I should've known-

Torrent... Cynder whispered.

No, truly, I can't possible atone for-

Torrent!

He stopped speaking, and looked at her once more. She simply looked back at him, her eyes full of compassion. She knew then why she had seen him differently earlier. 

As I told you before, Torrent, Cynder started. You and I are more than companions now.

He said nothing; he just looked into her eyes as she continued talking.

Cynder felt around Torrent's thighs with her tail, rubbing her own juices about, until she found her mark. I'd never thought my feelings for a male would change-

Torrent groaned out suddenly as he felt her tail tug hard on his pulsating shaft. -This dramatically over the period of a few hours. But Torrent, I... there's something about you that makes me feel... feel like everything's going to be... alright.

Torrent took a deep breath as Cynder descended back onto his chest. However, he slyly used his own tail to feel her back, sides, belly and eventually down to her sex. He was slow and gentle, but when Cynder felt him reach her tender area, she gasped sharply in pleasure.

Cynder, you are a beautiful dragon, Torrent told her soothingly as he slowly stroked the moist outsides of her vagina with his tail. And being with you has truly been a life-changing experience. And this... what we're doing here... it doesn't feel wrong.

You're right, She said. This doesn't feel wrong at all.

Torrent looked at her passionately, and she gave the same look back. Both continued to play with the other's genitals with their tails, causing both to pant back and forth. Soon, the two paused, and for a brief moment, both considered the possibility of going further.

Cynder breathed deep, Torrent, I think I know why my cycle has been so bad. I... I'm certain I know why it was so hard to fight this time. She took a deep breath again, I think it's because of you.

Torrent didn't speak, but Cynder could tell from his eyes that he knew what she wanted, and that he wanted it all the same. 

You always seemed to cross my mind, Cynder continued. My arousal came from my thoughts of you, Torrent...

You've aroused me as well, Cynder, Torrent told her. In a way that I've never felt before.

Cynder spoke first, You've never mated before.

Neither have you, Torrent said.

Does it truly feel the way humans describe it? Cynder asked.

Shall we find out? Torrent felt his penis pulse rigidly, waiting to enter the moist cavern merely inches away.

Cynder took a deep breath, and laid down flat again. Torrent instinctively maneuvered around Cynder's tail, and came into direct contact with Cynder's thigh, making him shudder with slight pleasure.

Cynder began to hold her breath when she felt the head of his penis come into contact with her vagina. The fluids that already soaked both made it much more slippery and wet.

Torrent bent his head down, and held it over Cynder's. He once again wrapped his arms and wings around her, holding her steady. Then, in one swift motion, he swept upwards, and Cynder gasped deeply as he penetrated her.

Torrent exhaled sharply as he entered as deep as he could. Cynder bowed her head over his shoulder as he continued to sink into her moist tightness. He groaned when he could no longer go any further, her legs now sitting on his crotch.

Cynder felt sharp flashes of pain at first that made her eyes tear up. Torrent sensed this, and quickly began to lower his hips, slowly pulling his shaft from inside her. She breathed deep as the pain subsided; as Torrent began to reenter, she paced her breathing so the pain wouldn't overwhelm her.

Are you alright, Cynder? He asked her as he began to pull back a second time.

Oh, Torrent! She gasped hard as he brushed her untouched areas, sparking waves of pleasure throughout her. Please continue... Please...

Torrent loosened the grip of his wings so that Cynder would be free to lean back. As she did, she felt the pain finally subside, only to be replaced by intense feelings of bliss.

Torrent's breathing began to get irregular; he groaned as he felt the sheer squeezing and pumping of his male parts from Cynder's walls. The pleasure from this alone drove him to grip Cynder's arms tightly and his wings to flap about oddly.

Cynder began to buck her own hips in time with her lover's. As she lowered onto his shaft, she intentionally squeezed with her crotch, feeling the slippery member glide against her most sensitive areas, driving her to pant loudly.

She began to grip onto Torrent's chest, using him as leverage to gain faster, stronger motions. Torrent, meanwhile, was instinctively making deeper, harder thrusts that made Cynder bounce somewhat on top of him.

Head back, Cynder roared blissfully, overwhelmed now by pleasure. She was hyperventilating now; her body growing very warm from the act. Her vagina leaked further lubricating juices onto Torrent's pumping sex, making him slide even faster and easier into and out of her.

Torrent felt Cynder claw at his chest, hurting him somewhat, but he didn't care. He looked up at her as she roared again. Seeing her in this way drove him to go even faster.

Cynder couldn't take much more. Torrent's speed and vigor alone overwhelmed her, and she had to collapse onto his chest. She breathed incredibly hard, her breaths now loud and labored. She whimpered deeply into Torrent's ear, and he began to hold her in an embrace again, pumping much more slowly now, but still quite hard.

Even the words Cynder spoke into Torrent's mind sounded labored, Torrent, I... I can't...

Torrent knew what was happening, and started to pump with less speed, but as deep as he could. As Cynder roared again, Torrent reached her deepest parts.

Cynder felt the pressure build within her walls, and soon the huge stabs of pleasure Torrent was delivering changed into one long, drag of pleasure. And with that, Cynder felt convulsion after convulsion of bliss within her, and she moaned with each one.

When Torrent began to feel her walls convulse upon his member, he sighed deeply. Cynder sent many cries of bliss into his mind as well as out loud which drove him to the edge.

He felt pleasure throughout his loins, and as his shaft was pumped by Cynder's walls, he breathed deep.

Cynder collapsed onto Torrent, relaxing all her muscles. This allowed Torrent to get even deeper penetration. Cynder struggled to regain normal breathing, and she realized that she could hear Torrent's heart through his breast.

She heard it go fast and hard. But as Torrent felt a build up of blissful pressure at the base of his shaft, Cynder sensed the pleasure he was feeling.

Her vaginal walls continued to pump at Torrent's sex as his heartbeat began to quicken suddenly. Cynder heard it go from a fast steady beat to a faster, irregular beat that made Torrent's breathing hard.

Torrent dug his member as deep as it could go, and felt his climax build up to the top. Cynder swore she heard his heart skip a beat as his shaft began convulsing.

Oh, Cynder...

Torrent felt nothing but bliss as he released his dragon seed into Cynder's womb. She gasped with pleasure as she felt his penis pump spurt after spurt of it, his convulsions rippling through her walls.

Torrent had been storing such a volume of his seed that some of it leaked out and flowed out onto his crotch and thighs. Cynder bucked her hips to help her lover release as much of his fluid as possible. Torrent breathing settled down as he felt the pleasure dissipate slowly.

So the two, spent, stayed put for a moment, before separating. The two didn't communicate, but both laid together in a solemn embrace.

Cynder fell asleep after an hour or so. Torrent, however, stayed awake throughout the night, determined to be aware of her presence for her entire sleep. He didn't want to ever take his eyes off of her.



Friend in Need



"Hey Tim, you home?" I bellowed as I walked through their back door. 

Tim was one of my best friends and we had decided to attend the same college after graduating high school and were finishing up our freshman year. We were supposed to study for an upcoming math test together after we finished class. Since his parents both worked, they weren't home now and wouldn't be for another few hours. I stopped in the kitchen and listened for a reply. When I didn't hear one, I yelled again.

"Hey Tim, it's Nick. You upstairs?"

Still no answer, which was weird. Tim knew I was coming over, and since the house wasn't locked he had to be home...somewhere. He had to be up in his room. It was the only thing that made any sense. I crossed the living room and headed for the stairs, figuring he was up in his room. Their house was pretty plush, so the thick carpet on the steps prevented any creaking or other noise as I climbed them. I reached the top of the steps and walked down the hall towards Tim's bedroom, thinking nothing was out of the ordinary. Tim tended to be distracted all the time, one of those things that led to our planned study session this afternoon.

Not suspecting anything I was about to say hello when I walked into his room and saw him. He was sitting as his computer and was rubbing his crotch through his shorts while staring intently at the porn website. His shorts were tented up by his obvious arousal, his hard-on stretching the fabric. Tim pumped his shaft through his shorts slowly, a damp spot hear it's tip. Obviously, he hadn't heard me come in or holler from the downstairs from the startled look on his face and feeble attempt to hide his hard-on as he realized I was in his room.

"Uh, sorry man....didn't hear you come in." He stammered.

His face was flushed and there were small beads of sweat on his brow. I must have surprised him at just the wrong time. I pretended not to notice the clearly outlined bulge in his shorts and looked down at the floor, rummaging through my backpack while Tim shut off his computer. Seeing his chance, he awkwardly flopped from his desk to his bed, trying to keep his back to me.

"Dude, were you just doing what I think you were doing?" I asked, still looking for my notes from class.

"Shut up!" He yelled back. 

I couldn't tell if he was pissed off, embarrassed or both. Whichever it was, he wasn't happy about getting caught in the act. I chuckled to myself, trying hard to suppress a grin.

"It's no big deal man. " I told him, "I'll only tell everyone on the team!"

"You better not." He replied, his voice dropping now. 

"It's her fault man, she's been teasing me for weeks now but won't let me in her pants".

The "she" was Tina Wilkes, Tim's on-again, off-again girlfriend. Finding my notebook, I looked up at Tim. He was pretty upset now, having had a few minutes to think about things. His shaggy red hair hung over his eyes. I thought I may have seen tears trying to well up in his eyes, but wasn't sure. He was angry and confused, unsure of himself. I sat down on the end of the bed. Tim had pulled pillow over and covered his crotch with it. I could tell he was having a hard time dealing with the hormones and frustration of having a girlfriend, yet not being able to score with her. It bothered me a lot, seeing Tim so upset. I felt a sense of uneasiness in the pit of my stomach as I checked out my friend. 

Tim was built like me, about six feet tall and maybe one hundred seventy pounds. Tall and thin, his pale skin and red hair made him stand out from the crowd. The freckles on his face and blue eyes were appealing to everyone who met him, yet because he was lanky like me, he didn't always fit in with the popular groups at school. Tina Wilkes was out of his league (mine too, for that matter) so it didn't surprise me at all she was giving him the cold shoulder when he made moves on her. I felt sorry for him, and at that moment felt something more for him too. Tim and I had always been close, able to talk to each other about anything; cars, girls, our futures. My friend was suffering frustration and now shame and embarrassment.

"Tell ya what. I'll forget all about what I just saw...." I let my voice trail off.

"Okay, what do I have do?" Tim asked.

"Nothing really, I'll do most of it." I answered back. "You just have to promise to not freak out or anything."

"Alright."

I stood up, feeling my own cock starting to swell in anticipation of what I had planned. 

"I'll be right back." I said as I headed down the hall to the bathroom. 

I switched on the light and opened the medicine cabinet. Finding what I was looking for, I grabbed a towel and looked at myself in the mirror. Could I really do this? Could I really finish what I planned on starting? I wasn't sure myself. Like most guys, I was curious what it would be like, how it would feel and if I'd physically be able to take it. The swelling in my shorts and increased tension in my gut told me this was the best and maybe only time to find out. I headed back to Tim's room. He was sitting with his legs crossed, his head hung down. He didn't look up when I came back into his room. I walked over the bed, standing in front of him. Since he hadn't bothered to look up, he did not see what I had in my hands. 

"Tim, you're gonna have to trust me. Do you?" I asked hesitantly.

"Sure Nick, I trust you."

"Good. I want you to stand up."

Tim moved slowly, pulling the towel away from his crotch as he got to his feet. He was trembling a little, the gooseflesh evident on his arms. He still wouldn't look at me.

"Close your eyes..." I told him softly. 

I had seen Tim's body many times, in the showers after practice and things of that nature. This was different and we both could feel it. He slowly pulled his shirt over his head and dropped on the floor. I could see all of his ribs and the prominent points of his shoulders and collar bones. His chest was smooth and flat, with no body hair to mar his creamy, pale skin. I took a step closer, to where we are almost touching.

"Remember, no freaking out." I whispered.

"I won't." He whispered back.

I didn't need more encouragement. I slowly leaned in and kissed his neck softly. He jumped just a little, but didn't freak or push me away. Emboldened, I kissed his neck again, giving him just a slight nibble as I moved lower. Tim gasped. I put my hands on his shoulders to steady us both. Tim's breathing grew shallow, his eyes remaining closed as I kissed his collar bone while I dragged my fingertips lightly over his chest. Now oblivious to any risk or second thoughts, I covered his nipple with my thumb and finger, gently squeezing as I raised my head slightly and kissed Tim on the mouth. He gasped hard, his mouth opening as it met mine. I pushed my tongue in slightly while rolling his nipple between my fingers. 

I probed his mouth gently with my tongue as Tim began to kiss me back. Softly at first; then with more growing urgency. His hands reached around my back to hold me close to him. Sensing his need now, I released his nipple and slid my hand lower. Tim's body trembled as my reached the crest of his hip. I broke our lip lock for a moment and looked intently at him.

"Tim....are you okay?" I asked softly.

"Yeah, I'm okay." He answered, finally looking back at me.

"Good, I'm glad." I smiled at him.

I leaned in and kissed him again, now sliding my hand lower past his waist. I could feel the tenting of his shorts as I drew small circles on his upper thigh with one finger. He was trembling completely now, almost shivering. Tim leaned his head back as I kissed his neck. I moved my hand from his thigh, brushing my fingers against his swollen shaft. Tim moaned softly. I cupped his hard-on with the palm of my hand, rubbing him slowly through his shorts. I could feel the damp spot at this tip of his cock as his tongue swirled with mine. Tim moaned appreciatively as I stoked his shaft, but we both wanted more. 

I broke the kiss gently and begin kissing down his throat, moving my other hand to his waist. Looking up at him, I could see the pleasure on his face. I released his cock to take his shorts in both hands. I kissed lower now, moving down from his chest to his abs. Tim's body continued to respond to my touch, and I think he knew what might be coming next. The position I was in began to hurt my back, and since I knew what I was going to do, it only made sense. Shifting my weight for a moment, I got down on one knee, then the other. Tim looked down at me, his mouth hanging open. His erect cock, straining his shorts, was level with my face. 

"Nick, are you gonna...." His voice trailed off.

I had never done it before, but I had already come this far. I smiled up at him and nodded slowly. I was going to fellate my best friend.

"It's okay Tim, I want to." I really did at this point. Tim was totally at my mercy.

Tim nodded once as I took his shorts in both hands and slowly pulled them down, revealing his bright red pubic patch. A little further now and the tip of his knob began to show, until I slid his short to the floor. His throbbing hard-on, now free of it's confines, raged in front of me. It looked average in size, not incredibly large or thick, but just right for him. The slit in his knob glistened with precum and I could see the blue veins in his shaft clearly through his pale skin. His balls hung large and heavy beneath the base of his shaft, also covered in the red hair of his patch. I looked more closely and could actually see his dick throb, the head of his cock red and swollen. I looked up at Tim, his eyes pleading with me to go further.

I opened my mouth and licked my lips, not entirely sure of what to do next. Sure, I had seen it on late night porn movies but this was the real thing. Slowly moving my head forward, I took his knob into my mouth. It was warm, the precum giving it a slightly salty taste. I leaned in further, taking his cock deeper in my mouth and sliding it along my tongue.

"Uuuungggghhhh....." Tim moaned aloud.

I wrapped my lips around his shaft and held his cock gently in mouth, feeling it's throbbing warmth. Leaning back away, I sucked gently until his cockhead reached my lips only to plunge back down on him. Tim groaned again more loudly this time, spurring me on. I began to bob my head, taking his cock as deep as I could and slowly sucking on the upstroke. I was struggling to find a rhythm, but still sucking his dick. Tim was moaning and panting, so I must be doing something right. I reached up, took his hands and placed them around my head. Tim gasped and clenched my head tightly. I cupped his balls in one hand, reaching around to massage his ass crack with the other. Tim began to move his hips, slowly at first and then with more force. He was humping my mouth, fucking my face with his cock. Because he wasn't massive I could take his whole cock in my mouth and before long he was mashing my nose into his pubic bone. Tim began to sweat as he pumped his shaft in my mouth.

"Oh god Nick, oh yeah....suck me....god yeah, that's good." He panted.

I could feel his cockhead against the back of my throat as my jaw started to hurt. Tim's body began to shudder, my lips tightly sealed around his swollen member. I could feel his whole body tense as his ass muscles tightened. Any time now....

"Oh my god Nick, I'm gonna cum....I'm gonna...." 

Tim cried out as he climaxed, his cock pumping thick jets of cum into my mouth as he shoved it deep into my throat. His cock pulsed on my tongue and more jets of cum filled my mouth and started to leak out and run down my chin. I grasped his shaft and sucked hard, paying attention to his cockhead. Tim's knees buckled as more cum spewed from his cock. Tim cried out over and over with each spasm, holding my face tightly against his pubic patch until he finally relented. I pulled back just a little and sucked him gently, making his body twitch until he at last began to soften. I was able to swallow most of his jism, but had to wipe my face to catch what had escaped.

"Jesus Nick, I'm sorry man..."

I smiled up at him, the small drop of his cum on my face. He was still trembling.

"It's okay Tim, I wanted this. I wanted you to cum."

Tim reached under my arms and lifted me to my feet. He hugged me, holding me close. He didn't know what to do next. By now, my own cock was fully hard and aching and there was no doubt Tim could feel my hard-on against him. I could tell from his eyes he wasn't ready to return the favor. His hand hesitantly rubbed against my shaft, but he wasn't prepared for what had just happened.

"Go lie down Tim, I'll be right there."

Tim released me and wandered over to his bed, lying down on his back. I walked around his room, turning off some lights and dimming those that I could. I grabbed the jar of vaseline and the towel from the bathroom. I turned to face Tim and tossed the things onto the bed. Slowly, I raised my shirt up and off. As I took a step closer to the bed I unbuckled my belt and unfastened my jeans. My own shaft was oozing precum now. Tim's eyes were wide as he watched me. I tucked my thumbs into my boxers and in a slow, single motion I pushed them to the floor. I was totally naked; my cock pulsed and throbbed in the cool air. Tim's mouth hung open as I crawled onto the bed. Still on all fours I crawled on top of him, out bodies not yet touching. 

"Don't worry Tim, I don't expect you to suck me." I smiled.

The relief on his face was obvious. I leaned in and kissed his neck again, moving my mouth lower until I reached his chest. I dragged the tip of my tongue against his skin until I reached his nipple, sucking his bud in my mouth. Tim moaned aloud, obviously enjoying the sensation. I sucked and teased his nipple for a moment before looking him in the eye and smiling. I kissed lower, heading back for his shaft. Still smiling, I opened the jar of Vaseline. Tim's cock was already hardening again. I took his knob into my mouth and sucked just his cockhead. Tim's moaning became more guttural and his cock throbbed to further hardness until after a few moments he was fully erect. I must have been quite a sight, his cock head in my mouth while I smiled and lubed his shaft with the Vaseline. When I was ready, I began to pump his cock, sliding easily up and down his length.

Tim's body responded, his hips starting to buck and thrust on their own, just in time. I was worried how this might go, but Tim was out of his mind now. He would do anything I told him. Still holding the Vaseline, I straddled his hips with my knees, my cock aching to be touched. I smeared a large glob of the Vaseline on the tip of his cock. I took another generous amount and smeared it around my ass crack, feeling for my man hole. Holding his slick, hard cock in my hand I lowered by hips slowly, guiding his cock head towards my ass bud. God, I was on fire now and wanted him badly.

"I wanna feel your cock inside me...."

I closed my eyes and exhaled deeply as his knob found my man hole. Slowly, using my body weight I lowered myself further. The lube made it less painful, but it still hurt when his mushroom head pushed past my sphincter and entered me. If Tim had been any bigger I was sure this wouldn't have worked. I drew a couple of ragged breaths and gave myself time to adjust to his cock before lowering again and taking more of his hard-on up my ass. Tim's eyes were wide, his mouth agape as I lowered the rest of the way. His cock filled me completely. The pleasure was exquisite as his cock head rubbed my special place. I began seeing stars and I started to raise and lower my hips, humping his cock. My own cock bounced up and down as I humped him. Tim's hands grabbed my hips to hold me as I rocked on his shaft. With each rub of my pleasure center, I moaned and groaned. I took Tim's hands and placed them on my chest. Tim squeezed and kneaded my chest and nipples, only deepening my sense of pleasure. I was beyond caring now, I had to cum...I needed the release.

I slowed my hips and looked into Tim's eyes.

"I want...." I whispered.

"What? What can I do?"

I rolled off his shaft and lay on my back for a moment. Tim's hand reached over to stroke my hard-on. My hips were sore, my knees were sore but still I hadn't cum.

"Tim...I want to.....I want to watch you......" I stammered.

"What are you saying?"

"Fuck me....I want to watch you fuck me."

Tim rolled away for a moment, not sure what to make of my words. In a moment he turned back to me and kissed me hard, his hand still stroking my shaft. My legs were spread wide while my cock raged. Tim stood on the floor and pulled me close by my hips. He smeared more lube on his cock and took my ankles in each hand. Pushing me back on my shoulders, he rolled my hips up and exposed my savaged hole. Just that quickly he pierced my hole and buried his throbbing cock in my ass. Tim began to hump me, slowly at first, his whole length sliding in and out me. Each time his swollen cock head pushed back in I cried out his name. His pace quickened as he drove his swollen cock home, his balls bumping against me. He had a look of wild abandon on his face. His hips were a blur as he fucked me faster and harder.

I heard myself making noises, grunting and moaning each time his length filled me, his knob brushing against the spot that made me see stars. My cock hurt, bouncing up and down with Tim's thrusts. I needed to cum badly and tried to grind against him. Tim fucked me hard, slamming his hips against my ass with each deep thrust, until I felt my own climax finally begin.

"Don't stop Tim......I'm close..." I stammered.

"Me too...." He whispered, still banging away at my manhole.

I felt the rumblings in my groin as my sack tightened and my balls began to tingle. My cock was throbbing hard, and I knew I was approaching climax. Tim hung his head back, his mouth hanging open. A thin sheen of sweat covered us both. I pinched both my nipples hard to further the sensation, crying out loudly. I could hardly stand the sensations of pleasure now and my vision started to dim. I grabbed the bed in white-knuckled fists and felt my back arch hard as I began to climax.

"Tim....oh god Tim.....fuck meeeeeeeeeeee......" I whimpered.

My hips bucked uncontrollably and Tim slammed his cock home as I came harder than I could ever remember. My entire body shook and convulsed as the pleasure crashed into my brain from every part of my body. My cock erupted with thick ropes of cum that landed on my face, neck and chest. Tim's eyes grew wide as even more cum spewed forth, landing in thick creamy puddles on my upper body. I shook and moaned, the pleasure of orgasm still sweeping through me as Tim started to cum as well. He drove his cock deep and held my hips tight, impaling me on his shaft as he came. I felt the pulses of his seed pounding inside my manhole. Tim cried out as well as his cock pumped more cum inside me.

As my vision began to return, I looked up at Tim to see him smiling. Slowly, he withdrew his shaft and I felt his juice leak a little from my hole and run down my ass crack. Tim leaned down, running his hands up my body until he reached my chest, pinching my nipples. I shook again, the small dribbles of cum still leaking from my cockhead and running down my softening shaft. I was covered in my own semen, puddles and drops covered by abs, chest and neck.

"God Nick, that was hot..."

"Yeah, it was. Did you like it?" I whispered, kissing his lips gently.

"Yeah, I really did."

"I'm glad. So we can do this again?" I asked, tentatively.

"Anytime." Tim smiled.



Friend in Need is a Friend Indeed



Episode eight of the erotic photo journals of an English Teacher in Thailand. 

*

Noi held me tight. I felt her warm body press against my back. I counted myself very lucky indeed to have settled down with this particular girl. Noi is always very attentive, loving, and obedient. Thai women are very shy and prude in public, and make up for repressing their emotions in bed where they like to fuck like rabbits. Like most other Thai girls, Noi has a very high sex drive and she likes to get her tiny pussy filled with every inch of my big white dick whenever she can. Why, she practically worships my white cock, touching, licking and holding it all the time. She actually fucked me my brains out on our first date, and I am proud to say, she has repeated this performance twice a day for the last year. Why else do you think Thailand is full of expats?

Noi has a lovely sweet oval face, light olive brown skin, thick lips good for kissing and sucking cock, and long dark brown hair which she sometimes colours brown-red. At 5ft1 and 48kg, her body is petite with girlish hips and perky little breasts just built for sex. Noi is very docile, and does whatever I want her too. When instructed, she cuckolded me obediently, without the slightest hesitation or inhibition; Thai women know no guilt. Since then however, she has developed a quite taste for other men's cocks. She has come to enjoy our promiscuous lifestyle, and she always comes without fail because she Thai and fucking is in her nature. 

The scooter slowed down, and we turned into the side road leading towards our private estate. We always passed the English pub in Hang Dong on our way home and as usual, there were half a dozen scooters parked in front and a dozen expats drinking beer, watching the football and chatting together before hitting the bars in Chiang Mai. I slowed down and stopped, pulling up for a quick beer with Noi. To my surprise, I found Danny at the bar. Danny is a big stocky Irishman from Dublin. At fifty-three years old, he had been teaching mathematics in Chiang Mai for eight years. Danny is the kind of person who is always the first to volunteer and give a helping hand. He is usually quick to smile and his Irish sense of humour suits his rugged face and curly blond hair. Today, I was quite surprised to discover him there in my local bar, drinking a pint of Guinness alone, and surprisingly distraught. After a warm greeting, I sat down beside him, and asked:

"What's up, Danny?"

He shook his head sadly.

"It's the Misses. She walked out on me," he said.

"No way!" I said, with sympathy and surprise.

I mean, Danny was a legend at the University. Apart from his gift in mathematics and his skills with Gaelic football, Danny had totalled the highest number of Thai women, or "kills", of anyone I knew, a true Ace of Aces.

"She left you for another man, did she?" I asked.

"Nah," he replied. "Actually, it's a Ladyboy." He managed a smile, always the sense of humour. 

"Seriously, she said it was because of my cock. She says it's just too big for her, and she hurts so much from fucking me." I looked at Noi, and she blushed. I could see she was troubled.

"Well, you can't drink alone, can he Noi? We will stay with you for a while and keep you company," I said and tapped him on the back.

"Thank-you, Tony. A friend in need is a friend indeed," he replied.

We stayed with him drinking and chatting for a while, and then as it was getting late, so Noi proposed he come and stay the night at our place for the night. He agreed and thanked us for our kind offer. We drove home on our bikes and settled down for a final beer.

"You have a good woman there," he remarked, nodding at Noi. "So pretty, and mighty hot in bed."

She blushed at the compliment. I caught him leering at her, but she did not seem to object.

"You're right. She has a lovely body and likes to fuck like a rabbit," I replied with a big grin.

He laughed out aloud, and Noi protested, embarrassed and punched me playfully, her face was red.

"It's time to be getting to bed now. We'll see you in the morning," I said.

We said our goodnights, and I proposed that he use the bathroom first. The only access to the bathroom is through our bedroom, so we had to take turns to use it. He accepted, and we waited for Danny to shower before retiring and washing too.

"Is he in bed now?" asked Noi, after a while.

"I think so. I cannot hear anything. He's probably crashed out," I replied.

Noi was brushing her hair, standing naked in front of the wardrobe mirror. We never wore any clothes in bed because they got in the way of fucking.

"Come to bed now," I said, impatient.

"I need to get ready, Honey," she said.

I saw her get her make-up out, and then apply powder to her face. I smiled. She was getting sexy for me. She liked to do that and she knew that I liked her to look sluttish. I watched as she used the mascara, applied black eyeliner, and then red lipstick onto her luscious lips. She looked smoking hot, and my cock was looking forward to some sizzling action.

"How do I look?" She asked innocently, giving me a cheeky little smile.

"Wow," I said. "Come into bed now, Noi. My dick needs a home."

She slipped into bed, reached under the pillow and withdrew her well-worn red lipstick vibrator. Noi is crazy about hers. Generally, Thai women have not seen these before. The small vibrators drive them wild, and it makes them cum like hard if you use it while fucking or going down on them.

Noi reached down between her legs and applied the lipstick shaped vibrator to her clit. It hummed in my ear as she stroked her cunt with the toy. 

"Honey, prepare my pussy, please," she asked. An offer you cannot refuse...

I licked at her lovely pussy as she continued to work her pussy. I was so engrossed in my careful work, that I did not hear the bedroom door open slightly. Noi, jerked unexpectedly. I looked up at her from between her legs, and she whispered:

"I think he's watching..."

"What, you mean..." I stuttered.

My eyes open wide. I realised that she was fingering her horny pussy with the vibrator in preparation for fucking. I could see by the way she tensed, bit her lip and gripped my hand that she was tremendously aroused.

"I think Danny needs some company for tonight," she declared.

"What, you mean, you..." I began, but she cut me off reproachfully:

"We need to take care of our guest, Honey, don't we?"

"I really want to be with you tonight," I said. I was really horny and wanted her to stay with me that night.

She squeezed my hand gently, looked at me in the eyes. I could tell how aroused she was from her dilated pupils.

"Please, Honey, understand me. I really want and need his big cock in my pussy again. I have not had sex with him since we met. Please, do this for me, Honey..." she insisted.

I felt as if he were going to be physically sick. How could I tell her that I wanted her all to myself after all that we had done together? The thought of my little brown Noi getting Danny's cock in her that night left me feeling tremendously upset, yet my cock was so hard thinking of my Noi's tight little slit being fucked hard by the big Irishman.

Seeing my expression, she added:

"It's only sex, animal pleasure, so do not worry. It is you that I love and no one else."

"Okay..." I managed, swallowing my pride.

I kissed her tenderly with contradictory and mixed emotions. She responded hungrily, sending her pointed little tongue into my mouth. I could feel the lust and desire burning inside of her. She slipped into her black polka dot panties with ribbons and gave me a quick wave and a brief smile, before gliding quietly into the next room.

I waited anxiously. After what seemed like an eternity, I heard the Irishman's voice in the other room with Noi. Unable to contain my morbid curiosity, I walked up to the bedroom door and listened carefully.

The room was quiet for a moment, and then I heard the Irishman moan loudly. It was unbearable. I knew that Noi was sexually servicing our guest. It was only to be expected, after all, she was Thai and taking a guy up her pussy was in her nature. I had no rights on her, yet it drove me crazy with frustration and arousal. I wanted it to stop right away but my cock was growing harder in my pants now. I felt overcome with a morbid curiosity to see Danny boning my petite and slutty Thai girlfriend. I suddenly wanted to see him fucking her pussy, making it loose, then fucking her asshole and filling it with cum. I wanted to fuck her pussy and to feel the other man's semen squishing around in it. 

I crept forward and slowly opened the other bedroom door, peeping in. The Irishman sat naked on the bed with Noi between his legs, sucking at his legs a ten-inch dick in appreciation. Her tight little brown ass was sticking out towards me and she was making a series of muffled noises as her hand worked itself up and down his chunky cock, masturbating him and licking his shaft and balls. His cock totally filled her mouth. 

My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. I could not believe that she could manage to take that huge knob into her mouth. Her lips were stretched to their fullest and still she had not taken the entire cock inside her throat. I had never seen anything so shocking or so erotic. My sexy girlfriend was letting out little whimpers of pleasure as her head bobbed up and down Danny's cock. My heart pounded hard and I kept telling myself that I should break it up before it went any further, but somehow I just could not make myself do it. On the contrary, my own cock had sprung to life as I looked on in awe. I noticed that Noi had one hand between her legs, and that she was rubbing her clit as she sucked the man. Danny began to fuck his cock back and forth at her head, and I watched as her cheeks bulge out with cock. She licked his cock and balls as he fucked her mouth. Her hand barely could close around the girth of the cock as her head bobbed up and down. I stroked my cock while I enjoyed this incredible sight. 

Noi's tongue licked up and around as she worked Danny's long pole expertly, until he groaned and came a first time in her lovely mouth. Grabbing his balls, her head went down fully, taking the long cock deep into her throat, and squeezing it. She made a little choking sound, and then pulled up again. 

I saw her stand up, and to his horror, walk towards door. In horror, I raced back and slipped into my bedroom.

'Hurry up!' barked Danny, impatiently. 'I need your little pussy now. '

She stepped inside our bedroom, closed the door and switched on the light. I stood there like a deer in headlights, at a loss for words. She beamed at me, and threw her arms around me passionately. She pasted her lips against mine and as we kissed mouth to mouth. I he felt her gooey small pointed tongue dart out of her mouth and into mine like a little sticky snake, spitting the nasty bitter sticky cum directly into my mouth like poison. I jerked back in disgust. She smiled sluttishly, went into the bathroom and she quickly washed out her mouth and took a quick pee on the toilet, naked in front of me. 

"Come and watch, Honey. I love you," she said, slipping back out of the bedroom after one last peck on the cheeks. 

Danny was on the bed, waiting. He smiled at the sight of my lovely Thai flower. She climbed onto the bed and, opening her legs, she straddled the Irishman's head between her thighs. He licked at her musky wet pussy, making her shiver with pleasure. I had regained my observation position and now I watched as she threw her head back in pleasure while he licked up and down her slit.

"Oh!!! I'm so horny..." she groaned, pulling his head into her groin. 

She was groaning as Danny licked away her wet little slit, the tip of his tongue playing with her vaginal labia. She let out a series of little cries and used two fingers to part her pussy lips for her lover's licking tongue. Her whole body was shaking, and her loins were thrusting at her lover's face while she rubbed her pussy to increase the sexual pleasure to the maximum. She let out a series of little high-pitched cries. Her eyes were wide, staring towards where I was hiding. I could clearly see her pupils dilated, as she stared towards me in malicious carnal enjoyment. 

"Lick it! Lick my pussy!" she directed. "Ah! Kiss me, worship my pussy," she said grabbing his cock firmly and pumping it hard. 

Danny licked at her slit, tasting the musky lusty lubrication and the juices of her promiscuous second mouth. She held his head down against her groin, and she made him lick her pussy while she pumped her girlish hips hard. 

"I want to feel that big cock of yours inside me," she panted, as his tongue continued to pleasure her. 

Totally aroused, she climbed off and pulled the Irishman on top of her sexy slim body soaked in perspiration. Grabbing her by the hips with both hands, Danny pushed his big cock into her hot sleeve. I watched as Danny's heavy cock sunk fully into her repeatedly. He began fucking her hot tight pussy right before my very eyes. 

I watched as the big tool went in and out of her soaked sleeve. She was letting out a series of little groans, her mouth open and her eyes half closed. She squirmed, bit her lower lip and held onto the bed board behind her as the man worked his cock in and out of her pussy. I just gritted his teeth tight as I stood still and watched her fucking. I felt jealous, frustrated, angry and morbid fascinated as the Irishman took his pleasure with Noi. My manhood was rock hard taking pleasure purely in the physical. 

Danny placed his hands on her waist to regulate the motion of her wet cunt on his hard cock. I could see that his shaft was glistening with their juices. Noticing my head out of the corner of her eye, Noi turned to face me so that she could watch me and ensure I had a better view of her hot fucking. The Irishman glanced back and saw me standing there at the doorway, watching. He grinned, and said in a friendly inviting manner:

"Come closer and watch me fuck your Thai slut the way she likes it... "

Reluctantly, I approached the fornicating couple until I was standing next to the bed, in full view of the two lovers. 

"Look at me while he fucks me..." Noi commanded, staring at me, her face radiating passion and lust. 

I leaned forward so that I could see her pussy entrance being fucked by the fat cock. 

"Yeah. . . Doesn't that cock look sexy inside me, Honey? His cock is so big."

She reached out to grab my leg holding me very tightly in her desire. It was so tight that it hurt. She was getting my attention, letting me know the intensity of her enjoyment. Her eyes were fixed, staring ahead, blurred in haze of adulterous and wanton ecstasy. She moaned, then reached up and threw her arms around my head, pulling my face down towards hers. She kissed m hard, pasting her lips to mine. The taste of cum lingered on her lips. 

"I need more cock in me," she whimpered. 

The Irishman looked at me. My cock was rock hard and enormous. 

"Why don't you fuck his cock?" he proposed. 

She looked at Danny, her eyes full of lust and said sweetly:

"Are you sure that's okay with you, Danny?"

My cock was so hard. 

She took hold of my cock and she stroked it while I held her face and stroked her hair gently. My cock was jumping in her hand as she pumped it. She was moaning and groaning with loud pleasure the whole time the Irishman pumped her horny pussy, making their flesh slap hard against him.

She looked at me provocatively, saying:

"I want to fuck you like when I screw other men. "

She directed me to lie down on the bed beside her, on his back. Slipping away from the Irishman, she straddled her me. Reaching beneath her body, she placed my cock head at her pussy entrance. She lowered her sticky cunt lips around it, impaling the cock into her sopping wet pussy, dripping with the Irishman's juices. It slipped in quite easily. She let out a little cry and continued to finger her pussy as she began to hump me. I gripped her by the hips and thrust upwards into her. 9 She slid up and down on my cock, burying it up to the hilt with each thrust. She rode me, her vaginal muscles clutching at my slippery cock and holding her dripping cunt lips open with her middle and forefinger as she rode me. I looked on mesmerized as my beautiful Thai girlfriend fucked my hard cock. 

The Irishman positioned himself behind her and entered her pussy where my cock already was. Danny had his hands around her, grabbing her tits and as he moved inside her hole. I could feel the other man's cock pressing against me. She grunted, enjoying the sensation of the her lover's and her boyfriend's cocks both buried deep inside her pussy together, moving in and out of her as one. I knew that having the other man's massive cock in her as well, stretched her pussy to the absolute limit, but I could tell by the lustful expression upon her face that she was enjoying every single moment. She bucked backwards, pushing her bottom up against my pubic bone, impaling herself fully on both cocks. I could feel the pressure of the other man's big penis pushing against me for the first time in the tightness of her pussy, sliding his full length, and slipping deeper past my cock.

Danny was pumping her, adding to the sensations of a tight double fuck. Her pussy squeezed his cock with passion. Danny was still in her pussy as I began to move, thrusting my own cock slowly in and out of her too. We fucked into her in unison, our cocks rubbing against each other inside her slutty sleeve. 

Noi basked in this marvellous double vaginal penetration, enjoying the intense and wild pleasure it brought her. She seemed to give her entire body over to this blissful sensation of being screwed by two men at once. Her pussy felt fuller than she ever had been before. It felt so incredibly tight and wonderful that she never wanted the wicked and delightful sensation to end. Danny furiously slammed his big rod deep into her pussy. He was fucking my wife very hard and fast. She bucked her hips onto his cock, letting out squeals of delight and yelps each time he shoved it up her cunt. The whole room smelt of sex, sperm and pussy juice now. 

Her eyes had glazed over as we pumped our cocks together as one massive organ ever harder between her loins, reducing her to a helpless sex slave. She was moaning and groaning incoherently as she copulated, frantically pumping her loins. Danny began fucking her even harder and telling her that he was coming. She was rubbing her clit and crying out now. She screamed out in Thai then covered her mouth with the bed sheets to muffle the sound. Noi's body stiffened as wave after incredible wave of intense pleasure rippled through her small Thai brown body. She came hard, and screamed in a tremendous orgasm. Her eyes were rolling back into her head and I felt her pussy squirt as she came, overwhelmed with perverse enjoyment. With a grunt, Danny shot an enormous quantity of vigorous baby juice into her slutty pussy. He seemed to cum for ages in her, flooding her womb with his spunk deeper than she had ever known before in her life. She was whimpering in her continued orgasm, clamping her sleeve tight around the two cocks. She kissed me hard, pasting her lips against mine desperately, fighting for breath, but holding me inside her until Danny had emptied himself in her loins. I was unable to hold back any longer. I shot my seed deep into her belly, adding to the spunk already filling her womb. 

Danny slowly pulled out, goo still dripping from his big glistening dick. I pulled her by the arm and said:

"Let's go to bed now, so our guest can get some sleep..."

THE END



Friend in Need, Slut Indeed



Here's another submission. I always hope that people enjoy my stories. If you do, let me know! Any feedback, critiques, or story ideas are always welcome. 

*****

Driving back home this late on a Saturday night is probably a terrible idea. I've had about ten beers over the course of the night, but then again I started drinking at about 10. It's, what, 3:00am now? What's my BAC? Probably a 0.10. Certainly enough for a DUI but low enough to keep it together. Alright, can't think about that now. Just focus on the road.

Speaking of the road, I need to make sure I spot a checkpoint or a lurking cop with plenty of time to avoid problems. My shiny new Range Rover must look like an easy kill for the cops who patrol late Saturday nights for people who have had a little too much to drink. I'm not a big car guy, but I splurged on this one. I just got a big raise at my law firm. Where else was I going to spend the money? I owned my own house, didn't have any debt, and no family. No worries.

*****

>

Rebecca Caswell: OMG. Do u liv in Metroville? Need favor

*****

Shit. I looked at the clock and it read 3:12 am. This text set off all kinds of red flags. First, it was 3:12am. Anyone asking for a favor at that time of night needed more than a cup of sugar.

Second and far more importantly, this girl was a quasi-ex of mine. About two years ago, she and I had hooked up for a few weeks while I was school. She worked at the university. To make a long story short, it ended badly.

You see, I went to a very good law school; however, it was situated in a tiny, rural city where a social life was nearly impossible. It was in an extremely rural part of the country, and the only real pool to fish from was the law school itself. The locals were a hodgepodge of hicks and degenerates with about 60% of the normal intelligence and teeth. 

But by all accounts she was the exception to the rule, a relatively attractive girl. She was about 5'4, blonde hair and a stout set of high Cs, low Ds. I forget how we were introduced to one another --it could have been through friends of friends or just ran into one another. It doesn't matter. Well, I took her out to lunch, and the next thing I knew she was sucking my dick in her office when I dropped her off. At lunch! On our first date! I was pretty used to having success with the ladies, but this was something else. This girl was a slut.

Over the next few weeks she was the ultimate fuck buddy. I didn't have to do anything. I'd come home from a long day of studying, and she would just stop by for a fuck. And I'm not talking a quickie. These were epic shag sessions where there were no holds barred. She was down for anything: missionary, doggy, cowgirl, oral, anal, and everything in between.

Normally, this would have been a super situation, but things eventually got weird. (As they inevitably do in these situations.) She had a very vanilla personality; she was nagging me to do things that I simply didn't have time to do; and she informed everyone we both knew that we were now very seriously involved. 

That was the last straw. When some of my guy friends approached me and told me that she'd told everyone we were a serious item, I knew something had to be done. I approached her and set her straight. 

"Rebecca, I think we should stop seeing each other."

"Rebecca, we're not that serious. I haven't even taken you to dinner."

"Becca, I haven't even introduced you to my friends."

Yes, I know I sound like the ultimate dick. But it had only been about three weeks! It wasn't like I had made any kind of commitment. Sure, we had been very physical to this point. I know girls may see that very differently from guys, but her meltdown took this to the extreme.

*****

About six months after our "break up" (I don't refer to us as a breakup, because people have to be dating to break up), I spotted her at a restaurant with some random guy. He was about 5'6, overweight, awkward complexion. In sum, he didn't seem very put together.

As I walked by, she waved at me in an obvious attempt to get me to say hello. Not wanting to cause a scene and genuinely trying to smooth things over, I stopped and said hello. 

"Keith [that's me], I'd like you to meet Ed, my fiancé," she began very normally.

Well that was quick. He had to have been the first guy she met after me. Sounds like someone really took their rebound seriously. He stood up and shook my hand.

"So Keith, how do you and Becca know one another?"

"Oh, Keith fucked me for a while before ditching me."

The Hiroshima Awkward bombed dropped, and Ed and I just stood there for a second. We were still shaking hands. He was obviously sizing me up and knew he was losing. I'm about 6'3, pretty good looking, and have an athletic build from years of playing sports.

"Um, well it was a little more complicated than that," I said trying to diffuse a bomb that had already gone off. "It was a pleasure meeting you Ed, and lovely as always to see you Becca. Congratulations to you both."

I promptly turned and walked away. I tried to make it seem like it wasn't a retreat, but that's very much what it was. The sooner I got away from her kind of crazy, the better. The whole experience reinforced my confidence in my decision. I sure as hell didn't want any part of a girl that would behave in that way.

*****

That awkward conversation occurred about a year ago, and I hadn't heard a peep from her since that night. I did learn that she did in fact marry Ed. Again, good for them. I hope they're happy.

I continued driving down the road that night wondering how I should respond. In the end, I knew that I had to write her back. I don't think she was so crazy as to drunk text me, and she could have been in some trouble. So I decided to respond:

>

Tom: I do, what's up?

Immediately, my phone lit up with an incoming call from Becca. Wow, that was fast.

"Hello," I answered.

"Keith, I need your help. I don't know what to do or who to call. I'm lost here in the city in a really bad part of town, and my purse is gone." There was genuine fear in her voice, and it was obvious that she was spooked.

"Ok, no worries. Do you have any idea where you are? Streets or landmarks?"

"No, I'm sitting in some convenience store because some homeless guys were badgering me."

"Ask the attendant for the address."

"Corner of Morgan Ferry and Polk."

"That'll take me ten or fifteen minutes to get to, but I'll be there as quick as I can."

"Thank you so much."

*****

I turned the car around and headed towards a very decidedly dodgy part of town. Why on Earth was she down in that neighborhood? The only reason why I even knew about it was from a pro bono program I did to help drug addicts.

When I got to the intersection, I noticed an old, rundown corner liquor store with a group of homeless guys huddled around the entrance. Unfortunately, I knew they were there for probably the same reason I was. I pulled up to the front of the store, jumped out, and immediately locked my car. The honk my car makes when it's locked remotely drew the attention of the crowd, and there were some confused faces looking my way. I know. I have no business being here. I walked into the store and there she was.

Becca was sullen-looking crouching on the floor with Ed passed the fuck out on the ground. She wasn't crying, screaming, or trembling; she was simply petrified into inaction hovering over her husband. Was he unconscious? 

What I probably should have noticed first was that they were both wearing weird clothes. Not clothes, more like costumes. Had they just come from some kind of theme party? So many questions with this situation. I realized I needed to stop thinking about that, scoop them up, and get the fuck out of there.

Becca looked up, saw me, and an instant look of joy/relief washed over her face. I didn't ask questions. I flung Ed over my shoulder, lifeless, took her hand, and led her to my car. Once I had opened the back door and flung Ed in the back seat, I cranked the car and revved it out of there.

Alright, now time for some answers.

*****

"What the hell is going on, Becca? Are you ok?"

She didn't cry. She didn't break down. She just simmered in the seat next to me. I could tell that the fear and panic had somehow worn off in a very short amount of time and had been replaced by some kind of controlled anger. 

"I'm fine. We're staying at the Holiday Inn on Circuit Street, by the way. I'm so sorry about this. We were cabbing our way back to our hotel. Ed, the jackass, was really drunk and caused a scene in the cab. Well, he kicked the driver's seat and the cabbie kicked us out. As I was pulling him out of the car, the cab drove away with my bag. I don't have ID, keys, or money. Luckily, I had my phone in my hand. We were in that shitty part of town, and I had no idea how to get back. Then those homeless assholes started harassing me. I had heard you lived here. You were the only person I knew to call. Thanks for rescuing me."

Now that the situation was a little more settled, I could relax a little bit. I was also glad that this reunion seemed to be going well. There hadn't been any yelling or cutting remarks leveled at me. That had to be good.

As I drove on, I also got a chance to fully take in her outfit. She was wearing a thin, skin-tight army green tank top. It was extremely low cut, exposing her tits for all they were worth. There must have been some serious pushup bra under there, because those girls looked massive. Her cleavage line must have been five or six inches long. Her top ended just below her tits and fully exposed her stomach. She must have been working out, because she was a lot more fit than what I remember.

And her skirt. Damn, if you could even call it that. It was black and had cargo style pockets on the side. The whole thing was so small I couldn't imagine what they could even hold. It was as short, I didn't know if it could actually cover her underwear if she was standing up. Now that she was sitting down, I could see the back of her ass coming out the back and making direct contact with my seats. The underwear must have been nonexistent or tiny, because with the view I had I would have seen it.

Her hair was in pigtails and below her eyes she had lines of eye black. Once I stepped back to look at it all, she was like some slutty soldier-girl type of character. I looked down and saw she had on some kind of black combat boots.

I turned around and Ed had on some type of cape thing. It was so stupid looking I felt awkward for him.

"What are you doing in town? I mean, were you at a theme party or something?"

"Unhh, don't get me started..."

"That doesn't sound good."

"No, I'm sorry you had to see me like this."

"Seriously though, what are y'all up to?"

"Ed plays some online game every day. He's really into it. Well, there was some type of convention in town this weekend. We haven't had that much "together time" recently, so I agreed to come along. He picked out this outfit. Before I could even say no, he was telling me how badly he wanted me to wear it and how I'd be the hit of the crowd."

"Well you certainly attracted attention I bet. You're looking...fit."

"Thanks, I suppose the one thing he did tell me was that it was a bare midriff. I've been doing a lot of sit-ups for a few weeks. I didn't know about everything else. Or how little else I should say."

"It must have been one helluva party, though, he looks down for the count."

"Actually, there was only a little bit of drinking at the convention. We went to a bar afterward. The reason why he got so drunk was because all sorts of men were coming on to me. He got so jealous that he just started taking shots."

"In an outfit like that, that he picked out, it shouldn't have been a surprise."

"I know, right? He came out of the bathroom one time and a big guy was trying rubbing up on me. He flipped out. I didn't even think was flirting back. Sure, he had his hands on my ass, but it was all in good fun."

Hmm. Sounds like he might have had some cause to lose it, but what did this joker think would happen if a girl wearing this showed up at a bar?

*****

We made it to the hotel, and I pulled into under the awning that serves as the entrance to most hotels. You know the kind, temporary parking to unload.

I opened the back door and threw Ed over my shoulder. This was actually pretty hard. He probably weighed 190 pounds. Becca followed me into the lobby and went up the elevator. Throughout the trip up to her room was an uninterrupted awkward silence. As we approached her hotel room, she stopped. 

"Damnit. My key was in my bag. Can you check Ed's wallet to see if he has his key?"

I laid him down on the ground and fumbled through his pockets to find his wallet. No wallet. God knows where this joker lost it.

"Can't find his wallet."

"This night keeps getting better..."

We left Ed laying there and headed back down to the lobby to get another key. I was already a little worried this may not work, because without any kind of ID, why would the hotel give her a new key?

*****

"Ma'am, I can't give you a key without some form of identification," the guy at the front desk glibly informed us.

"But you don't understand, my purse and my husband's wallet were stolen."

"I'm sorry to hear about that ma'am, but I'm afraid that doesn't affect our policy."

"Sir, do you have any other possible forms of ID? Do you know the credit card number you put down for the room?"

"Oh no, that's not my husband, he's just a friend helping me out."

This was sounding more and more preposterous. I didn't think there was going to be any other way for us to work this out.

"There's nothing I can put on this counter to change your mind?"

Before I knew it, Becca had hoisted her tits up on the counter and lifted up her tanktop. It exposed her bra and put her tits even more on display than they were before. Slowly, she lifted from the bottom of her bra. In quick succession, her two massive melons slipped out beneath her bra and spilled onto the counter.

The attendant nervously looked around, and his resolve seemed to give in. Maybe he just wanted the obvious hooker in his lobby to move along.

"Alright miss. Here is your key."

We quickly turned and moved towards the elevator. On our way and inside the elevator, Becca was readjusting her top to reinsert her massive boobs into the tight confines of that shirt. When she was done, she inched a little closer to me and started to whisper in a very sexy voice.

"Wow, I can't believe I just did that. Somehow, I knew it would work. Showing them off normally gets me what I want. Plus, I've been so hot tonight. At the bar, so many guys were grabbing me and feeling me up that I didn't know what I was going to do."

"So Ed did have a reason to get upset?"

"I don't think he saw anything. I was careful. He was in the corner pouting or in the bathroom most of the time we were there. It let me have a little freedom. "

As she finished that statement, she started lifting up her skirt as she swayed her hips from side to side. In absolutely no time at all because her skirt was so short, her pussy was on full display in front of me. She was clean-shaven, like always, and I could tell that by the glistening on her lips that she was mighty turned on.

"I took my panties off in the bar. I just dropped them on the floor. I bent over a few times for the bartenders just to get free drinks."

She demonstrated by turning around and bending over in front of me. Her cunt was absolutely gaping. There was no question she needed that thing filled. And by her conduct tonight, she certainly didn't want Ed to be the fella to do it.

"You little slut."

"Really? Do you think so?"

"I know so."

Fuck it. I knew it would be fucking retarded, but I unbuttoned by pants and whipped my dick out. Before she even knew what was going on, I impaled my cock straight to the bottom of her pussy. She's pretty shallow, because I remembered the usual rush I got when I bottomed out in her box.

"Oh FUCK YEA!" she screamed.

I started pounding into the back of her. She was bent all the way over. Her hands were on the floor and her legs perfectly straight making an upside down V. Her legs were spread the perfect distance for me to stand behind her and have full access to that sloppy cunt.

For the next minute or two we went at it like the times of old. Really loud and very vocal. 

"Oh yea, pound my cunt!"

"God, your dick is so amazing! Don't ever stop!"

*****

The elevator door reopened and there was the attendant looking right at us. We were so caught up in the moment we must not have noticed the elevator go to our floor, open, then return back to the lobby by default. The man's mouth was agape as he took in the sight of the girl completely bent over being railed in his elevator.

She didn't break stride for a second.

"Oh fuck yea, now everyone knows you're a stud."

"Yep, you heard, he's NOT my husband!"

On that note, I pushed the button for her floor. When we got to the right floor and the door opened, I realized my pants had fallen to the floor. Fuck it. I just stepped out of them and picked them up. I knew this wasn't ending. We headed off down to the room—my dick flapping in the wind. Becca didn't bother pulling her skirt down or fixing her top. Her tits had obviously spilled out after being upside down and crashing forward and backward for a few minutes.

When we did get to the door, Becca just stepped over Ed and unlocked the door. 

"Will you bring Ed in? I don't think he'll bother us."

Ok. So I picked him up and threw him on the closest bed. There were two twin beds in the room. Becca was already lying down on the other one with her legs spread wide fingering the shit out of herself. 

"Come keep fucking me you huge stud."

I didn't waste any time. I jumped up on the bed and immediately ripped off her top. I mean I tore the fucking thing to shreds. She gasped as I grabbed hold of the bra and pulled it back in one quick yank. Snap. It tore at the clasp. Next, I tried to tear her skirt, but it wouldn't tear. Finally, I just pulled the tiny damn thing off her. I didn't bother with the boots—too many laces.

Now that she was fully naked in front of me. I leaned my head between her two massive tits and started eating the shit out of them. I somehow pushed her massive melons together enough so that both her nipples were in my mouth that the same time. Using a little tooth, I bit down on both and got the desired effect. Becca was gasping and moaning for more. I couldn't see but I'm pretty sure she was still fingering herself. Who knows?

"Alright, that enough of that. Give me back that dick!"

I mounted her and she wrapped her legs around my waste and interlocked her ankles behind me. She shifted so that her pussy was directly below my cock. I grabbed my dick, directed it right at her slit, and thrust down with all of my strength. If I thought I bottomed out before, I almost hurt myself when my dick stopped abruptly this time. I was like a tripod: weight distributed between my two legs and my cock, which trying to cleave her box in two.

The cry she let out was earth shattering. She let my cock fill her up for a few seconds, and then she started bucking up and down. I don't know how she had the leverage to get as strong of thrusts as she did, but the result was amazing.

I grunted as I used every muscle in my legs, hips, and back to drive down into her over and over.

"God Y-yess!"

I took both of her tits in my hands and kneaded the shit out of them as I pounded her. After a few strokes, I licked my fingertips and went straight back to her nipples. Mmm. I love flicking the shit out of a girl's nipples when they're nice and moist. 




Friend in Need, Slut Indeed



That's when her first orgasm struck like a thunderbolt. The muscles lining her pussy shivered like she was out in the cold, then they contracted and wrapped my cock in a delicious grasp of ecstasy. I didn't skip a beat. I just kept pounding her. 

That's when I felt my own balls begin to seize up a little. I knew I had time to pull out and hose her down, but I knew this was just the first round. I didn't want the later rounds to be obstructed by worrying about avoiding my own cumshot.

"Here it comes slut!"

"Uh -- huhh! Cum in me! Fill me up!"

I opened up the fire hose and felt the spasms force out successive blasts of jizz. Eight. Nine. Ten, spurts. I pumped into her until I could feel I didn't have any left.

When I was done, I rolled off her and rested for a while. We lay there for god knows how long and just tried to catch our breath. It was also at that moment I realized how weird of a turn this night had taken. Just two hours ago this was certainly one of the last things I would have imagined myself doing.

*****

"That was amazing," she said as she snuggled up beside me. I was lying down with my hands behind my head just looking up at the ceiling. I felt her warm tits spill onto my chest like a tide of beautiful flesh coming in. God, she did have great fucking tits. She kissed me neck and slowly continued rolling over so that she was on top of me. Next, she threw her leg over both of mine, straddling me, and continued kissing my neck and chest. 

Moving between kissing my mouth, neck, and chest, she eventually broke that pattern and slithered down so that her face was right in my crotch. Without hesitation, she took my cock in her mouth and started giving me some of the better head of my life. It was immensely satisfying, because she was not only prepping my cock for round two but also cleaning it off from round one. 

For the next five minutes or I just lay there and allowed a girl Hoover away my cock. That's such a wonderful feeling. I didn't exert a shred of effort. It was almost a disappointment when I heard that "pop" noise of my cock leaving her mouth and knew I had to get back to work. Damn, she looked up at me with eyes that could only mean animal lust.

She scooted up along my body until she was hovering right above me. On her knees straddling me, she did look sexy as hell. Her pigtails and eye black had somehow gone undisturbed throughout this whole ordeal. Her tits in all their perky majesty just beckoned to be grabbed, rubbed, and pinched. She leaned forward until her face was right in front of mine. She delicately grabbed my cock and aimed it at her pussy. Very deliberately, she eased down and forward so that we joined effortlessly. 

All the while, she kept uninterrupted eye contact. There were only two moments when her face gave away any expression besides wanton lust. First, when I entered her, she sighed the noise of a girl who had had to wait for her pleasure—even though it was only several minutes during her blowjob. Second, when all of her weight was down on top of me her eyes rolled back slightly. In her mind there must have been some angelic aria pronouncing the moment.

Without moving, she flexed the muscles in her thighs, ass, and crotch to tighten and release her grip on my cock. She did this for a minute or so and I thought I was going to lose it right then and there. It was so erotic to not move and somehow be fucking.

Once she had apparently finished that warm-up, she started swiveling her hips in a circle around my cock. That move had the wonderful effect of allowing the head of my cock to receive a spiraling sensation of pleasure. 

Firmly, she planted her knees on either side of me and propelled her hips forward. The circular motion had morphed into a linear, yet creeping, advance and retreat. She slid the full length of my cock back, then unhurriedly advanced back along the same slick rail. With every new thrust, the speed increased almost imperceptibly; therefore, even three minutes later we were still going at an easygoing pace.

Purposefully going very slow meant that every thrust was drawn out. My cock felt all the ridges and nuances of her inner walls. And I imagine, in just the same way she learned how the head of my cock interacted with her pussy all along its path into her depths.

This girl had a plan, or she had done this before. It was too choreographed too be ad-libbed, but I didn't care. The effect was magnificent.

The pace did eventually increase. There was no stopping that fire. And while it had been amazing not to proceed straight into the wham-bam phase of intense fucking, we were now ready for the wham-bam phase of intense fucking.

Becca leaned back, put one arm behind her to balance herself, and started grinding away on my cock. It was wonderful. She would use the linear straight back and forth then alter her attack to the circular swiveling of her hips. All the while, she was leaning back but still looking me directly in the eye. It was fierce. I was merely something she was going to assault and overcome. As she thrust forward and backward with the enchanting consistency of a metronome, her massive tits swayed back and forth with the same rhythm. They were flapping everywhere and I couldn't resist anymore. I took my hands, grabbed them, and started to massage the shit out of them—deep tissue style. 

"Ah yea, grab my tits!"

"Fuck yea, drive that dick hard into me!"

*****

The noise to our left both startled us; however, it was not enough to press pause on our fuck session. Ed had gotten up and was wandering around. He had taken off his cape and whatever retarded costume he thought was cool. What was clear—and good—was that he was still out of it. He was tripping over things and staring blankly around his bed.

Becca looked right at him and grinded harder. She really picked up moaning. I think the idea of being in the same room as her husband as she fucked another man was really turning the slut on. 

Finally, Ed looked over at us. I had no idea what his brain was registering, but certainly his eyes should have told him his wife was aggressively riding another man's big cock. His ears must have heard her moans and pleas that the stranger fuck her harder. His nose must have picked up the overwhelming smell of sex.

"Honey, what's going on..?" he said with a confusion that's difficult to overplay. He was utterly disoriented. He had woken up wasted, in a weird room, and there was his bride fucking some random guy.

This may be fucked up, but I started to really give it to her at that point. I put both my hands at my sides on the bed and used the leverage to plunge my cock powerfully into her womb. Neither one of us broke eye contact with him, if he was even having eye "contact" with us.

"Oh honey, this is a dream. You love fantasizing about me fucking."

I couldn't decide if she was the dumbest bitch in the world or an evil genius. There was no way this was going to work. None the less, I kept fucking her. (Granted, my focus had shifted a little. In my mind I was plotting escape routes to get my clothes and get out the door.)

"Go back to bed honey, when you wake up I'll probably give you a blow job."

"Huh?"

To hell with it. I grabbed her tits and furiously and repeatedly thrust my cock in and out of her. Even though I was on the bottom, I was going to make her the submissive in this situation. It immediately had a physical effect on her. She started screaming.

"Oh fuck yea, stranger! This is my favorite fantasy!"

"Oh God, fuck me! Fuck me!"

"Becca, this is weird. I don't like this," he mumbled.

"Then just go back to bed, you must have had too many shots."

Somehow the damn plan worked. He slumped over on top of the covers and passed out again, snoring in ignorant abandon. Holy fuck. We were "alone" again. 

*****

Both of our attention redirected to one another. 

"Alright, that may not last," she giggled. "Fuck me!"

"Ok slut. Ride my cock! Do you cheat a lot?"

"No, you're my first. But I think about it all the time."

"I bet you will now!"

"YEESSSS. I'm going to whore around. All his friends. My boss!"

"I hope they fuck as well as me."

"No one fucks me like you do."

The dirty talk and the frantic pace ensured that this wasn't going to last much longer. I dug my fingers into her hips and buried my cock as deep in her womb as far as I could. My grip was so strong there was no way she would be able to get off me.

"Here it comes slut!"

"Oh yea, oh yea, oh yea. Cum in meeee!"

I unloaded my second massive deposit of sperm inside her. Fuck, I didn't even ask her about birth control. Oh well, too late now. I wonder what Emily Post would say about sending a morning after pill with flowers?

*****

When we finished I knew this time there wasn't going to be another round. We were both spent. Me, I don't think there was any way I could get it up for the next few hours. So I just put on my clothes and left. As I was walking out the door, Becca came up and kissed me deeply.

"Thanks for the rescuing me."

"Anytime."

*****

I walked through the lobby and saw the same guy at the front desk. He gave me a knowing smile that conveyed some sort of congratulations. I stepped outside and found my car parked right where I left it in the temporary spot. I hopped in and started home.

I would have thought my mind would be racing, judging the implications of what I had just done. But it wasn't. My head clear. My conscience somehow undisturbed. I drove the quick twenty minutes to my house and climbed in bed at 7:21am. Damn, had it been that long? I guess so.

**********

A little less than a year later, I was at work finishing up some projects before the weekend.

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Rebecca Caswell: Need to talk

Good lord. I knew the day would come where I got another one of these. It wasn't an absurd hour, so I didn't think she needed rescuing from another legitimately dangerous situation. Rather than text back and forth, I sacked up and dialed her on the phone.

"Hey," I started.

"Hey yourself."

"What's up?"

"Well, this is a little awkward. And in all seriousness you don't need to worry about it... But I just wanted to call and let you know that you have a beautiful baby boy."