0 comments/ 53449 views/ 4 favorites Independence Day By: sirlixalotapuss01 Though inspired by actual events, this is a work of fiction. Any similarity to living individuals, real, or imagined, is purely coincidental. Summer was here at last! But things around the house were not all going the way I had them planned. Oh, we were getting into the spirit of summer ok, just a few things didn't seem to want to cooperate. Namely, my boat, I bought her 3 years ago, and, after having rebuilt her, I'd had to go out,over the road, you see, I was a long haul trucker, and, of course, I didn't seem to get home very often. So I had left her, under an awning, for 2 years. When I returned, I had more problems than you could shake the proverbial stick at, and of course, summer was upon us, so I tried to rush it up, hoping to have her in the water on the evening of July 4th, in an effort to catch the fireworks show which the city sponsor's every year, on the water front. ** Thursday; July 3rd** "Ellen, can you come here?" I shouted. My wife, Ellen, a raven haired beauty at 30, appeared from inside the house.Her magnificent mane of auburn hair framing her face, and the most alluring green eyes that I had ever seen. I was sure she had been having thoughts of a sexual nature when I saw her. Her large, heaving breasts, with very erect nipples, were pointing directly at me. "What do you need 'Chip'?" She asked somewhat breathlessly. Thinking that I may have interrupted a masturbation session, I contemplated, taking a break, then, thinking better of it I said. "Honey, I know I've been a pain in the ass, but could you please turn on the water, so this motor doesn't overheat?" Knowing that this was not what she wanted to hear. Seeing her look of exasperation, I quickly added, "Baby, I know that you'd rather we did something together, but I'm trying to get this damn boat squared away so we can enjoy the fireworks tomorrow night." "Chip, I know, and, I've been trying not to interrupt you so you can get it done." She told me. "Well I really do appreciate that,,, now could you get that water,,,?" I went on. With that she was gone. Moments later she reappeared, saying. "Chip, you'll never guess who just showed up!" "Honey, I really don't have time for guests right now." I told her. "Hi Chip." I heard, knowing that this was a voice I knew. I couldn't place it right now though, but it sounded like,,, "My God." I mumbled, slowly realizing who that voice belonged to. "Is it really you?" I asked. "Yeah, it's really me, now bring your ass outta that boat and come say hi like you mean it!" Said the beautiful young girl standing on my back stoop. Her name is "Libby", a strange name for one so young and lovely, but that was what her mom wanted. Ellen and I used to baby-sit her when she was just a child. Now though, she was a sight to behold, even with her purple dyed hair, it some how looked fabulous on her, as did her well developed breasts, possibly as big as a 38d, coupled with an amazingly small waist, and one of the sweetest assess I've seen in years! As I clambered over the side she said. "Nice ass you've got there old man". "I've got your 'old man', you young twerp!" I replied. Adding "So how long has it been since we've seen you now? A couple of years or more?" "Yeah, about three". She said quietly "Well, how have you been? And , more importantly, WHERE have you been?" I asked her. "Since I turned 18, I moved out from mom's and ,,," "What! You're 18! Damn, it's been too long! When did you turn 18?" I asked. "June 28th, was my birthday". She replied. "Well I'll be fucked," I mumbled, "Happy belated birthday". I added. "Thanks," She said, then more softly, "And you might be at that". "What did you say?" I asked. "Oh nothing". She said with a mischievous grin. "Chip, the water is on". Ellen called to me. "Oh right, well I have to get back to this if I'm ever going to get this boat ready for the 4th", I said. "Do you guys mind if I hang around, I've got nothing going on?" Asked Libby. "Sure you can hang out", Said I, then "Maybe we can finally get a little closer". "I'd like that too", She told me flatly. As I climbed back aboard the boat she said again, "That's still a nice ass". "Thanks for noticing, but, as I recall it, you are young enough to be my daughter", I said. "What's the matter, afraid of a little 'incest'?" She quipped. Startled, I stumbled and fell into the boat, my mind reeling, could that have been what I hoped, or was it just the wishful thinking of an old guy in hopes of getting some young pussy? "What did you say?" I asked incredulously. "You heard me right", she said with a sly grin, and, turning she went in the house, leaving me to ponder what had just taken place. As I gathered my senses and returned to the task at hand I couldn't help thinking about Libby's last statement. I get plenty of pussy, hell, Ellen and I dabble in the swinging life style, and, Ellen is 18 years younger than I! But still,,, The thought of some young stuff 30 years younger than myself, was very hard to ignore, and I was having a hard time doing so. As I returned to work, my mind kept returning to thoughts of Libby, and all of the possible scenarios began to play out in my head,,, I had to get my mind back on track, I couldn't just sit here and daydream about pussy all day, especially pussy I probably wasn't going to get any way. Besides I told myself, 'She's just a kid, probably just flirting to see how I react'. Later on I had need of some help, so, I headed inside to try to enlist the aid of my lovely wife. "Ellen could you give me a hand out here for a few minutes?" I asked, feeling that I had just interrupted something. "I would love to help you Chip", blurted Libby. Ellen looked at me and smiled, "Why don't you", She said knowingly. "I'm sure Chip won't mind, will you honey?" "No not at all", I replied. Beginning to wonder if something was going on behind my back. We made some small talk as we climbed aboard the boat, then I tried to get back on track. "OK then, lets see if we can get this thing started, you turn the key when I tell you", I said to Libby. "OK", she replied "OK, do it". I said, as I took hold of the distributor,. "I 'd rather do you", said Libby, smiling that sly smile of hers. "OK, that's enough of that", I said, adding "Libby, you have to stop kidding me like that, I can't take it anymore!" "What makes you think I'm kidding?" As she moved closer, she added, "Chip I've always had the hots for you, you have to have known that!" "Stop", I said. "What would your mom and Ellen think?" "I don't care what they think, I'm 18 now and I can do this if I want to", She said huskily. "Besides, I think Ellen knows how I feel, what's more, I want her too" She told me as she put her small hand on the bulge in my shorts. "Oh, and have you ever been with a woman before?" I asked in a smartassed tone. "No, not yet,,," She replied as she began to massage my now throbbing member through my shorts. Reflex taking over I found my hands irresistibly drawn toward her rather large breasts. Feeling the fullness of them and knowing now, that this was really going to happen, made my cock jump in her hand. Taking this as a sign of willingness, Libby increased the speed and pressure of her touch on my rod. "Wait sweetie", I said. "This needs to be thought out", I added. "We have to think of Ellen, she'll be pissed if I do this without her", I said. "I'll have you know that I'm still thinking of her", Libby said, still not releasing her grip on my dick. "Hey guys" called Ellen from the doorway. "I'm going to bed, I'll see you two in the morning". Feeling like two caught kids, we replied as one "OK good night", I then added, "I'll be in shortly honey". Ellen said "Don't stop on account of me, I just can't stay up any longer". Then she gave me such a sweet smile, that I was sure she knew what was happening out here. "Would you like me to come tuck you in Ellen?" Asked Libby with a shamelessly sexy wink. "If you like", replied Ellen, with a mischievous grin. "Give me a minute to get cleaned up,,," I started, as they both told me, "No need, you just stay here and play with your boat", Libby adding "I'll be back, you just work on this thing", indicating they wanted privacy. Well what the fuck,,, Had I just been banned from my own bed? I was left standing there, with a massive hard-on and the dirtiest hands I had ever had, hell I couldn't even jerk off! Oh how I wanted to, I could just imagine the scene taking place in there. Who would be taking charge I wondered, would they be tenderly making love, or would they be tearing at each other's clothes in pure animal lust, and why had they not invited me to join, or at least to watch? That tears it, I can't stand here not knowing what they are doing. I made my way over to the bedroom window, determined to steal a peek at the scene, and since I had been banned from the house, I felt that the least they owed me was a good show! And what a show it was! Ellen had to have known that I wouldn't sit out here and wait, she had left the bedside light on, casting a soft luminescence on the scene taking place before me. As I watched, I could see them beginning to undress one another, with a tenderness that shocked me, they removed each other's clothing, piece by piece, gently stroking and caressing each other's smooth skin and soft breasts. A fleeting kiss here, a delicate nibble there. The scene was too erotic, I almost couldn't contain myself, and, if my hands had been clean, I would have been furiously pounding away at my cock! My mind racing, I'm standing here like a thief in the night, peeping in my own bedroom window, watching these two beautiful women making love to one another, and then I begin to notice that there is pre cum leaking from my rod and, I'm gonna loose it any moment! As I watched, Libby seemed to take control, softly pushing Ellen down onto the bed. When Ellen sat on the edge, Libby knelt in front of her and started to lick her thighs, slowly, gently, lovingly. Soon, Ellen was beginning to moan, Libby picked up on this signal and began to move toward her ultimate goal, pausing only long enough to savor the wanton look of desire she found in Ellen's eyes. I glanced in the general direction of Libby's eyes, and what I saw there, told me that I wouldn't have to wait much longer. She was really getting into what she was doing, and I started to wonder if she had told the truth, that she had never been with a woman before. She seemed so at ease with the sexual closeness, almost as if she was very experienced, and as she began to lick and suck on Ellen's clit, she also began to rub and fondle her own pussy. Ellen was thrashing about wildly on the bed beneath Libby's stabbing tongue, moaning in sheer joy at the touch of another woman's hands, the feel of her tongue as it entered her, and the flood of her own juices, as she reached the first of many shattering orgasms that night. Libby lifted her face from Ellen's pussy and moved up to softly whisper in Ellen's ear, still massaging a breast as she did so, the nipple, a raging rosebud of hardness. In a few moments she had apparently said goodnight, and picked up her clothes and, left the room. I made my way slowly back to the boat, ( it's hard to walk upright with a boner) just as Libby came through the door, and over to me. "So, did you enjoy the show?" She asked, smiling coyly. "You saw me?" I asked her. "No, Ellen told me that she saw you looking in the window", She said. Then she added," Did you like what you saw?" "God Yes! I don't know when I've been so excited, seeing you two like that was just awesome!" I told her, hoping she would want to do it again, and soon! "So,,, do we want to keep working out here, or what?" She asked me. "Well I am getting kind of tired", I said. "How about if I go get a shower, we can get back out here in the morning", I added. "Sounds good to me", She said with a smile. As we walked into the house I told her to make herself comfortable, and that I would be back shortly. She headed off towards the living room, while I, aimed myself for the shower, all the while thinking to myself that I had to be the luckiest guy in town! As I stepped into the steaming water, I thought about masturbating, maybe it would keep me from cumming too quickly, I didn't want to wear out too soon, this was gonna be an all nighter! I began to lather up, scrubbing extra hard at those really greasy places, I had just about finished one arm when I felt her hands on my back. She began to wash me, and I don't mean just my back either, she firmly but gently scrubbed all of the grease away, and when she was satisfied that I was clean, she started to play. First she soaped me up, then she began to softly rub me, using the soap as a lubricant, she pinched my nipples, one at a time, it was painful at first, then I started to get into it, as I did, she slid one hand between my legs, and grasped my shaft at it's base, then slid her fingers down the length of it till only the head remained in her small hand, there she began a twisting motion, and moved her hand back to the base, she did this over and over till I thought I would cum in her hand. Just as I opened my mouth to tell her to stop, she did, and then she squeezed my nuts so hard that I thought I was gonna pass out, as my vision cleared, Libby stepped into the shower with me, I hadn't even realized that she was nude, she turned my to face her, got down on her knees and took my throbbing balls in her mouth, again using her hands to masturbate me. When I could stand it no more I grunted to her that I was going to cum, she twirled my balls in her mouth one last time, then she swallowed my aching cock in one long gulp, the feeling was intense, I lost it, wrapping both hands in her hair, I tried to force even more of me down her throat, as my dick spasmed, and what seemed like gallons of cum rushed out, straight down her warm, pulsating throat, my knees quivered, and weakness washed over me, that, was one of the best orgasms I had ever had! Looking up at me, with my cum running down her face she asked me, "Will you kiss me now Chip?" "Oh yes, I'll kiss you, every square inch of you will get kissed before I'm through with you tonight!" I told her with a passion I never knew existed. We made our way into the living room, where we seated ourselves on the sofa, and as Libby leaned back, I leaned in and gave the best kiss I could, firmly prying her lips apart with my tongue, I felt her soften, and soon had our tongues entwined in the dance of new lovers, each exploring the others. Soon I placed my hand on her shoulder, gently pushing her into a more reclined position, then as she made herself comfortable, I let my hand begin to wander, first to that smooth expanse of flesh just above her breasts, then on toward those luscious twin beauties, softly rubbing the nipples with my palm, then rolling them between thumb and index finger, until finally I started to pinch them, as she had done mine, letting her know that I had liked it also. As I let my hands explore her body, I allowed my mouth to follow, gently kissing and licking a trail of desire, through the valley of her gorgeous globes and under each lobe, around up and over each one, I left no part of them untouched. Libby was moaning and begging me to continue, (as if I was gonna stop now!) My mouth traced a trail lower down her abdomen, till I could feel her neatly trimmed pubes, as I came in contact with her small bush, she stiffened slightly, letting me know, I was on the right track, I could smell the sweet fragrance of her sex, and I could see her juices beginning to run down her ass, I then moved one hand to cup her snatch, as I slipped a finger softly over that small bud of a clit, I licked smoothly up each lip in turn, coming close to, but not into contact with, her swollen labia, hand still in place I slowly licked my way to and over the hood of her clit, pausing to occasionally slide my tongue under the hood, she was thrashing wildly about, moaning and gasping for breath, I had no doubts, that soon the neighbors would be calling to see what the problem was. Suddenly Libby Grabbed me by the head and said "Fuck me! Do it now! I need to feel you in me!" Her moans of desperation giving me insight, I slowed the foreplay to a mere touch, a caress, really. "Sshhhh, relax sweetie, we aren't in a hurry", I said. With that I returned my attention to her fabulous body, as I did so, she continued to coax me saying "Chip, please fuck me, I need it so bad!" "Baby, I don't want this to end just yet, so calm down, you'll be glad of it soon enough", I told her reassuringly. I then began to slowly stroke her hair, and kiss her face, neck and, shoulders, allowing her time to regain her composure, and for her starving sex to become a little less sensitive. Soon I could stand it no more, I had to touch her in the ways of a lover, I moved my caresses slowly down her shoulder till I found her tits, gently I soothed the aching nipples with my touch, quietly, thanking the powers above for this gift! I started to rub her belly with my other hand, making small circles, around her navel, and causing her to moan, then I moved my fingers to her already soaked sex, finding the swollen bud that was her clit, I lightly gave it a flick with a finger, and she gasped and stiffened, slightly, so I replaced my hand with my mouth. As I gently I licked her swollen, dripping, pussy, I tasted a sweetness that was at once strange, and yet familiar, I knew that taste, the taste of lust, I knew it well! Her pussy began to quiver as my actions became stronger, when I slipped my tongue into her, she let out a long loud almost animal kind of sound, and when her orgasm hit, it was like a tidal wave, gushing from her cunt so fast that I couldn't swallow all of it in time, we were both drenched! I raised up, moved forward, and placed my pussy soaked lips to hers, kissing her deeply letting her taste her own juices, and slipped two fingers into her quaking snatch, I began to slowly move them in and out, fucking her with them, as I manipulated her throbbing clit with my thumb, bringing her to another, shattering orgasm. When Libby had calmed a little, I positioned myself above her, and, rubbed my throbbing cock against the soaked entrance to her hole, as I did she grabbed me with her legs, and pulled me in to her, I felt the walls of her pussy still contracting with after shocks, it was almost too much, I slowly pushed in all the way, burying my entire nine inches in her, as I watched her eyes rolled back in her head, and she gripped me tighter, making movement almost impossible. "Oh God, this feels so good", She moaned aloud. "Mmmmm, don't stop, I want you to make me cum again and again" When she loosened her grip on me, I began to move, slowly pulling out till just the head of my engorged cock was still in her, then, in one long, smooth motion, I thrust into her, and repeated this, over and over, soon I felt my own orgasm building, and I slowed the pace, not wanting to cum too soon. CRACK! The sound seemed to echo through the room, as I felt the cause! My wife, Ellen was standing there just behind me, paddle in hand, a smug smile on her face. "Don't stop", She said, "I want to see this, I want you to cum in her, then I want to suck you clean,,," she trailed off, and she smacked my ass again, the sharp sting causing me to lunge forward, thus deeper into Libby's steaming cunt. As I complied with her wishes, I found a new strength, and a new excitement, prodding me on. With every thrust I made into Libby, Ellen gave a small gasp, letting me know that she approved, soon she could contain herself no more, and started to massage my balls, reaching ever closer toward the joining of mine and Libby's flesh. Independence Day It was the Fourth of July and my friend Neil and I had been celebrating the holiday at my apartment most of the day with a traditional cookout. As dusk approached, I suggested that we go to the local community college to see the fireworks display. Neil was game for it, so we headed out. On the way, I asked him if he was interested in some female companionship while we were out for the evening. "Are you kidding? That would be great! Who do you have in mind?" Neil was a bit of a geek and didn't have much success with women, so he was chomping at the bit. "You know Pam Delancy? I've been out with her a couple of times and she's a lot of fun. If she's home, I'll bet she'll come with us." Pam was a horny little slut and I could pretty well count on the three of us having a real good time if she joined us. Pam gave one of the sweetest blow jobs that I ever experienced and was a tireless fuck. I didn't think that taking on both Neil and me would be a problem for her. I pulled into the parking lot of a liquor store and called her. "Pam? It's David. My friend Neil and I are going up to the college to see fireworks and wondered if you would like to join us." Pam said that she was just thinking about me, wondering what I was doing, and that she would very much like to go. "Maybe after the fireworks at the college we can set off a few fireworks of our own." I said. She teasingly replied that she especially enjoyed the kind that went off when she was with me and looked forward to a hot summer evening. I went into the liquor store and got a couple bottles of wine and then Neil and I headed for Pam's house. When we got there, Neil waited in the car as I went to the front door and knocked. Pam answered the door wearing an old pair of jean shorts that showed off her long, tanned legs. As she smiled and turned, I could see just how short the shorts were. Her shapely legs ended at her perfect ass. The cheeks were full, firm, and so nicely curved, I could hardly wait to get my hands on them again. I remembered the last time I plowed her hot, tight pussy, her ass cheeks fit just perfectly into my hands. She also wore a halter top that barely contained all of her 36D tits. Her brown hair fell loosely over her shoulders and framed her lovely face with the large brown eyes and luscious lips. At the car, she and Neil exchanged greetings as she slid into the front seat between us. As I pulled away from her house, she snuggled up against me and I felt her hand come to rest on my thigh. Anticipating the hot action that was surely waiting for us, I was already getting aroused. My cock was semi-erect from the light touch of Pam's hand. The fireworks were beginning to seem like a waste of time. I would rather be fucking this beauty! But the build up that came from Pam's teasing was going to make the rest of the evening that much more enjoyable. When we got to the college, we made our way to the athletic field where everyone was gathering to see the fireworks. We spread out an old blanket and sat down to wait for the show to begin. I uncorked the wine, poured it into some paper cups, and we toasted the holiday. Relaxing, we passed the time chatting. Pam sat cross legged at my right and Neil's left, wisps of soft pussy hair showing around her barely covered crotch. I could tell that Neil felt the same sexual tension that I did. Pam had several glasses of wine and it obviously lowered what few inhibitions she had. When she lightly licked her lips and tossed her hair back she looked so goddamn sexy I wanted to take her right there in front of everyone. Neil was also getting aroused by the promise of what lay ahead of us that night and seemed barely able to contain himself. He kept adjusting the front of his shorts to accommodate his swelling prick. Pam noticed this and smiled sweetly at him. At about 9:15 it was finally dark enough and the show started. Neil and I sat on the blanket craning our heads upwards toward the sky to see the splendid explosions of color. Pam lay back on the blanket with her head on my lap. With everyone around us distracted, she casually reached behind her head and gave my cock a series of gentle squeezes. I looked down to see her sultry eyes staring up at me as she ran her tongue around her lips again and I noticed her breasts rising and falling with her heavy breathing. My cock swelled again, and Pam could feel each pulse against the back of her head. The display reached its' grand finale to the sound of many "oooh's" and "ahhh's" from the crowd. As the last of the explosions echoed in our ears, we quickly gathered up our blanket and the empty wine bottles and headed for my car, all of us anxious for the next part of the evening to begin. Pam was walking a little unsteadily, so she put her arm around my waist and leaned on me for support. Not to be left out, Neil snaked his arm around her waist and the three of us walked arm in arm to the parking lot. I asked Pam if she wanted to go back to her house for a while. She left no doubt as to what was to transpire when she said that fucking outdoors really turned her on and suggested that we go someplace where we could spread out the blanket again without being disturbed. I knew of just the place. It was at the end of a rarely used dirt road and afforded just the kind of open air privacy that we were looking for. We climbed into the car and set off. Pam sat in the middle again. In her slightly intoxicated and ever increasing state of arousal, she blatantly stroked the front of my jean shorts causing my cock to swell against the zipper. After bringing me to a full erection, she reached over and did the same thing to Neil. From the look on his face I could tell that he was as turned on as I was. She only added to his excitement as she nuzzled and kissed him on the neck. She pulled her right breast out of her halter top and placed his hand over it, letting his fingers dig into the firm flesh. Her nipple was erect and stood out almost a half inch and Neil gently rolled it between his finger and thumb. She then unzipped his shorts and pulled out his fully erect cock. Lowering her head, she kissed the tip and licked up the precum juice that leaked from his member. Neil stiffened in his seat and I thought he was going to cum in her face at any moment. We turned off onto the dirt road and drove to the end. I got the blanket and Neil carried the rest of the wine. We walked a little way through the trees until we reached a clearing. As I spread out the blanket, Pam removed her halter top, exposing her large, firm tits to the moonlight. In contrast to her tanned midriff and shoulders, her breasts were milky white. Neil stepped up behind her, grinding his still uncovered cock into her ass while cupping her breasts in his hands. "You've got the most magnificent tits I've ever seen," he said. She reached behind her and undid the button on his shorts. Quickly they ended up in a wad around his feet. She grabbed his swollen prick in her hand, and jacked it back and forth gently. As I watched them, I removed my T-shirt and slipped out of my shorts and underwear. I pulled Pam away from Neil for a moment and unsnapped her shorts, easing them down over her shapely legs. After she stepped out of them I kissed her a deep, tongue dueling kiss as I tweaked her fully erect nipples between the thumb and forefinger of my hands. Neil quickly shed the rest of his clothing, leaving the both of us naked and Pam wearing nothing but a flimsy pair of thong underwear. She took my other hand and rubbed my fingers against her dripping twat. "Do you feel how wet I am, David? I'm practically gushing, and it's all because of what you and Neil are doing to me. You've got me so hot, I can barely stand it. I need you to fuck me and fuck me good. Can you fuck me good, David? I know you can. You always do. Come on, David. You and Neil fuck me until I can't stand up." I removed my hand from her pussy and raised my fingers to my nose to smell her sweet aroma, then licked her pussy juice from my fingers as she watched me. This turned her on even more and her eyes rolled up into their sockets and she visibly trembled. Her breathing became short and labored. She turned around and dropped to her knees. Looking up at me she said, "Watch me David. Watch me suck Neil's cock." She took Neil's throbbing cock into her mouth and began to bob her head back and forth over his swollen member. Neil had an average sized cock, about five inches long, so she had no trouble taking his entire length into her mouth and throat. I stood and watched for a few minutes, stroking my now hard dick slowly at the side of her face. She took her mouth off of Neil's throbbing prick and said "I want to suck your cock now, David. I want Neil to eat my pussy while I suck your cock." Her voice was husky and deep. She stripped off her thong and told Neil to lie down on his back. She knelt with her knees on either side of his head, straddling his face. Her pussy slit, covered by a fine wispy layer of pubic hair, nestled firmly against Neil's mouth. His tongue snaked out and tickled her clit. She drew in a shaky breath of air and grabbed my hips with both hands, moving me into position in front of her so her hot moist mouth could get to my twitching dick. Neil must have been doing a good job eating her dripping pussy, because she moaned and groaned all around my cock as she sucked it. She started bobbing her head slowly at first, and then with an ever increasing tempo, her shoulder length hair flying all about her face. I was so turned on after all of her teasing earlier in the evening that I knew I couldn't last very long. I grabbed her head with both of my hands and rapidly began fucking her face. She clutched at her own tits, tweaking the nipples as Neil used his mouth to bring her to an orgasm that left her body shuddering. I lost all control and fucked her mouth like it was a cunt, sinking my throbbing cock deep into her throat and causing her to convulse slightly with a gag reflex. I felt the familiar tingling behind my balls that signaled the beginning of the end for me. I grabbed her head tighter and fucked her mouth with a rough, furious rhythm. Just as she started to subside from her own orgasm, I pulled her mouth deep over my cock, pushing her lips into my pubic hair, and began pumping my hot cum down her throat. She swallowed furiously, but still some seeped out around the corners of her mouth and fell on her tits, glistening like pearls in the moonlight. She continued to gently suck on my dick until she had nursed out every drop of cum. She used her fingers to gather what had dropped on her tits and bring it to her mouth and flicked her tongue out to lap it up. She looked up at me and opened her mouth, showing me the cum that she still held there, then closed her mouth and swallowed. When she opened her mouth again, it was empty. Neil was beside himself with wanton lust as he extricated himself from beneath her. He pushed her onto her back, lifting her legs in the air so that her calves rested on his shoulders. He positioned himself over her and pushed his cock into her hot, waiting cunt. With one quick stroke, he was balls deep inside of her. He was too far gone to concern himself with her enjoyment and fucked her fiercely, thinking only of his own impending orgasm. In just a few moments he thrust himself deep inside of her, held himself there as he groaned an unnatural sound, and shot his cum deep into her already sopping pussy. Pam was begging for more even as Neil's softening member shrunk inside her. She rolled him off, turned with lust filled eyes towards me, and said "Come on, David, it's your turn to fuck me now. I want you to fuck me hard and make me cum." Hearing these words after the arousing spectacle of watching Neil fuck her so furiously and seeing the crazed look of lust on her face sent a thrill through my being that brought my cock back to a state as hard as it had ever been. I told her to get on her elbows and knees as I came up behind her to fuck her doggy style, knowing that it was her favorite position. I rubbed the throbbing head of my cock back and forth over her sopping cunt lips and then, with one slow fluid movement, entered her, solidly burying myself deep inside her. This caused her to grunt loudly as if the breath was knocked out of her. She had already taken care of my initial animal lust with her magnificent blow job, and Neil had left her frustrated, so I was determined to make sure that she was well fucked before I finished. I set up a slow and steady rhythm, only fucking her with about three quarters of my seven inch cock. She uttered a series of low moans deep in her throat that sounded like the wind in the telephone wires during a heavy storm. She rocked her ass back into me, trying to get me to sink my entire length into her quivering hole, but I teased her and held back for just a few more strokes. Exhausted, Neil was laying back on his elbows on the blanket watching us fuck and finding it visually stimulating enough that his dick began to swell to life again. "Oh, God Pam," I gasped. "Your pussy is so fucking hot and tight. Keep squeezing me with your cunt muscles. Use your pussy to suck the cum right out of my balls!" Soon I could hold back no more and plunged the entire length of my cock into her. Now I began a deep fucking as she lowered her head to the blanket and raised her ass in the air, giving me total access to that magnificent pussy. She surprised me when she reached back between her legs and started to rub her clit. The added friction her fingers provided was bringing her ever closer to the climax she sought and I increased my tempo to help her achieve it. As her orgasm exploded in her and her body convulsed under me, her pussy clutched all around my throbbing cock, creating a milking sensation that brought waves of pleasure washing over me. Then, she reached back a little further and cupped my swaying nut sack in her fingers and gently squeezed my balls. I could take no more and sunk my prick as deep into her pussy as I could while I blasted her with a second load of cum that was nearly equal in volume to the first one she had hungrily swallowed. We both pitched forward then, she lying on her stomach on the blanket and I pressing down into her back, my prick still buried inside her. We took a moment to catch our breath and then she said that she wanted to take both of us at once, me in her mouth and Neil, with his smaller and more slender cock, in her ass. I rolled over onto my back as she crawled over me and slipped my softening cock between her lips and began a gentle nibbling and sucking, trying to coax it back to life again. Her pussy glistened just above my face. Neil, needing no further prompting, positioned himself behind her, scooped some of the cum juice dripping from her pussy onto his fingers, and applied it to his cock. He slipped a greased finger into her tight asshole, lubricating it. His entry was as smooth as butter and Pam let out a contented moan. He fucked her for a good long time with his second hard on. She feasted on my cock the entire time, moaning and growling deep in her throat. I could tell from her rapid breathing that she was close to cumming again. I raised my head and swirled my tongue around the erect bud of her clitoris, Neil's balls scraping across my forehead as he banged her tight asshole. As his thrusting rhythm began to increase, Pam and I both knew that he was about to blow his load deep into her guts. She increased her sucking on my dick as Neil pushed his cock as far up her ass as it would go. As I continued to tongue her cunt, Neil sighed and emptied his balls as he pressed tightly into her. It was just the trigger she needed to put her over the top again. My hard cock slipped from between her lips and she groaned deep in her throat as her orgasm shook her body and then left her limp. When Neil finally pulled away, Pam looked at me and said "Now I want your big cock inside me again. I want you to fuck me hard and make me cum. Come on, David. I want you to fuck my ass! Fuck it hard!" I was happy to oblige her and changed my position so that I was behind her with my cock pointed straight at her asshole, still gaping open and dripping from Neil's furious pounding. She stifled a cry as my longer and thicker cock stretched her open a bit further, but quickly adjusted and began meeting my forward thrusts with her own backward lunges. She reached back and played with her pussy again and brought herself to two bone shaking orgasms before I finally felt the sperm swirling in my balls for a third time, making a headlong dash out the end of my cock to mingle with Neil's cum already deposited deep in her asshole. I held her hips tightly in my hands for a moment as we both caught our breath, then pulled my slowly deflating manhood out of her dripping ass. Immensely satisfied, we decided that we were all fucked out and should call it a night. We got dressed, packed up our stuff and headed for home. When I dropped Pam off, she gave me a deep soul kiss, sinking her tongue into my mouth, and thanked me for a wonderful evening. When we got back to my apartment, Neil got into his car and left without coming inside, but he thanked me profusely, saying that it was the best sex he had ever had in his life. Actually, it was probably the best fuck I had ever had, too. I sat up for a bit, reliving the whole experience in my mind and wondering what excuse I could use to meet up with Pam and her sweet pussy again sometime before next Independence Day. Independence Day I am sitting here in my cell awaiting the guards to take me down the long corridor to my execution by lethal injection. It seems that I couldn't convince a jury of twelve of my peers that I was justified in killing four people on July 4th five years ago. I've had my last meal and the padre has already blessed my soul and prayed for me. But I really don't give a good Damn. I was right in what I did and if I have to die to make things right then so be it. Maybe it will end my misery too. I'm sure you would like to know what this is all about, right? We let me start about ten years ago. My name is Billy Bob Sherman, Yeah I know who in their right mind names their kids such names, well my parents had a sense of humor, but it was skewed a little. Anyway, I was 22 at the time and was due to graduate from college with highest honors, actually fifth in my class of 984 graduates. When I was tested in high school my IQ was 142. So you say how come I took four years to graduate college if I was so smart, well I graduated with three degrees, that's how come it took all four years. I did all that studying for those three degrees, plus my football career. I was the middle linebacker for our Bobcat team. In college I stood 6'-1 and weighted 205 I could run like the wind and hit like a tank. I think that is why my nickname was Tank like Sherman Tank. Anyway in my last year I met a girl that changed my life. She was Mary Lou Singer, 5-3, 98lbs of pure unadulterated sex goddess. Mary Lou could give hardons to brass statues. She was a walking, talking wet dream and somehow she decided that I was going to go somewhere and she latched on to me and wouldn't let go. Not that I was complaining mind you. But besides all the outside glamour, Mary Lou was smart too. She was only two spots below me in the class standings. We met in February just before Valentine's Day as I was going into the library and she was coming out. Someone said something to me and I turned around and she bumped into me about five feet from the door. She of course crashed to the ground and all her books and papers scattered. I on the other hand had only felt a slight jar and that was it. I heard, "Oh shit!" and turned back around to see this vision of loveliness sprawled on the ground amidst books and papers blowing in the slight breeze. I immediately knelt down and started grabbing papers and books with my giant paw and offering a hand out to the angel to help her get up. "Are you alright Miss? I'm sorry if I knocked you down. I heard someone call my name behind me and turned to see who it was and I..." That was as far as I got in my apology when I met those emerald green orbs that sucked my life and soul out of me and right into them. I was frozen in that spot, captured by the gaze of that redheaded pixie on the ground. I think she had a somewhat similar experience as neither of us moved. Someone else came up the library steps and was trying to help us, and until Bubba Harkins slapped me on the back I hadn't moved and I don't think Mary Lou did either. Bubba had come out of the library's other door and had seen what happened and was trying to help. Bubba knew that I had sworn off girls so that I could get as much education as I could because I needed that to get out of my home life. My home town was Wimberley, Texas it is a small town southwest of Austin and northwest of San Marcos. It is kind of a touristy town with its weekend markets and art galleries. But there is nothing for me there. My parents died in a car crash during my second year in college and my aunt is an unmarried spinster who is some thirty years older than me. At twenty she was fifty-two but looked and acted as though she was in her eighty's and so set in her ways that she was determined that I would be raised by the values she got from her parents who were Quakers. She disavowed modern appliances and had no electricity in her home outside of town. She didn't have a telephone either. If she had had her way, I would not have finished school, I was needed to farm her twenty acres because she was getting to the point she could no longer manage the farm by herself. I let her know in no uncertain terms that I was an adult and that she would not be running my life, however she got it in her head that since my parents will had stipulated that she was to be my guardian upon their death then she would rule my life for me. I tried to explain to her that once I attained majority age, she no longer had that control over me legally. It didn't work, I had to get a court order for her to cease and desist. I guess that was the last straw, because two weeks after the court hearing, she died in her sleep. I had come home for a weekend to my family home to see if there was any interest in selling my home since I was at school all the time. I decided to check in with my Aunt Mildred. She didn't answer my call to her when I drove into her driveway. I first looked around the farm and I saw nobody, I then checked the house and found her in bed and cold. I called 911 and told them I needed the sheriff and the county coroner as I found my aunt dead in her bed. That took forever to get taken care of so now I had a house in town and a 20 acre farm and no relatives. I never knew my father's family. I think there was some bad blood concerning him marrying my mother who was seven years older than him. I really don't know any more about that. Anyway, I had no home life to speak of so I was on my own. Okay, back to that day outside the library. Once Mary Lou and I met I asked her if would like to have a coffee or coke to make sure I hadn't hurt her. She said she would love to sit and talk. We walked down the hill from the library and sat and talked and got to know each other. I couldn't believe that we sat there and talked for almost four hours. Thank God it was a Saturday and we had no classes. After that meeting we saw each other many times on campus and I finally asked her for a date a couple of weeks later. I checked around and from what I could find out about her, she had dated quite a few guys, but they never lasted long. I finally found one guy that she had dated that I knew, Jerry Hansen, one of our strong safeties. I asked why he broke up with her or was it the other way around. "Tank, she and I had a great time for a while, a couple of months, but then it seemed that she and I were into different things. I wanted a more long term relationship and she didn't so we broke up. I guess we decided that we were just not right for each other, but I wish you luck." That was it, he never told me the real reason they broke up, but I'll get into that later. So we dated until I graduated, but as she was still a junior. So I went to Houston to find a job. I had bachelor degrees in business management, computer systems and electrical engineering and had gotten offers from several companies. During the first couple of months after school I was interviewing at several companies and one stood out from the rest. It was a company located in Tomball, Texas, about 35 miles north-northwest of Houston off IH-45. The benefits were great, the place was a small town, and bedroom community for Houston. The population was just over nine thousand people. I found a nice apartment and settled in to make my mark in the world. I did get to visit with Mary Lou and on weekends when I wasn't working and on some holidays. But my main interest was getting started in saving for a future, be it with Mary Lou or someone else. Long distance relationships don't really work very well and ours fizzled out after Christmas that first year. I didn't hear from her again for quite a while. I threw myself into my job and advanced fairly rapidly. I was actually a supervisor in our IT center the next time I heard from Mary Lou. It was two years after she graduated that I got an e-mail from her asking me if I knew of any jobs in my area. Her degree was in public relations, mass media. So I let her know I would look around and see what I could find for her. We didn't have anything at our company, but I did find something in The Woodlands. Yeah that is the name of the master planned community. It really isn't a town as such but a CDP (Census-Designated-Place). All it really means is that the place hasn't been incorporated as a town. Anyway there were two or three companies that were looking for someone with her qualifications so I sent her the information and she said thanks. That was it for almost another three months. It was late (about nine) one Friday night when my doorbell rang. I was dressed in running shorts and a worn out tee shirt. I had just come in from my run and was getting ready for a shower. I opened the door expecting one of my co-workers who ran with me and lived in the complex. Boy was I surprised to see Mary Lou standing outside my door. I stood there in awe. If anything Mary Lou was even more beautiful than ever before, but a lot of that might be wishful thinking. "Can I come in or are you going to stand there and catch flies all night?" She said. "Em... ah... sure come on in. I was just headed for a shower, I ah... just got back from my run. Make yourself to home. There's coke in the fridge or Gatorade or water. I'll be right back." And I mumbled "Damn she looks good enough to eat," as I stumbled my way to the bedroom and then on into the bathroom. I had grabbed some different shorts and planned to take a very quick shower, but someone else had other plans. I was quickly washing my chest when a pair of small arms reached around my stomach and started rubbing all across my abs and then heading south for something else. Now Mary Lou and I had had sex before we broke up but only about five times, each time was heavenly, but nothing to write home about. I had had sex with some other girls in college and some were enthusiastic and some were just duds, they laid there and expected you to do everything. Now Mary Lou was of the enthusiastic variety. I learned a lot from her regarding how to turn a woman on and what they would and wouldn't like. Even thought we only got together about five times, we actually fucked maybe fifteen times all told. Once was not enough for Mary Lou and certainly not enough for me either, but I did appreciate the rest between times. My mama didn't raise no fool and I was always plenty prepared when we got together so there was no possibility of disease or pregnancy with me. But lately things were a little dry as far as my love life was concerned so when she started rubbing on my cock, it didn't take long to paint the walls with some of my essence. We rapidly adjourned to the bed room where we had some really great make-up sex, or maybe it was 'damn I'm sure glad to see you again' sex. Anyway to make a long story shorter, Mary Lou had found a job in The Woodlands and needed a place to stay and since we used to be an item, I let her stay with me and six months later we were married. Eighteen months later I got a big promotion and so did Mary Lou, so we looked for a house and found a ten year old home in a nice subdivision about half way between our work places. Things looked good for quite a while and then five years ago on the 4th, we were hosting a barbeque and Mary Lou had forgotten to get enough beer, ice and chips and we needed another bag of charcoal, so I was sent down to the HEB in Tomball for more. I remembered a convenience store a couple of miles away that would have everything we needed and so I went there instead of the HEB twelve miles away. If I had gone to the HEB I would be gone close to an hour, but this trip I was back in fifteen minutes. I pulled into the drive and put the beer, cokes and ice in the coolers in the garage and headed into the house with the chips and dip. It was funny that in the back yard there were a couple of the wives, but no Mary Lou and no guys. I figured the guys were watching the big TV in the den. Nope not there either then I heard a voice that I will never forget. It was Jim Harrison, my neighbor on the right side of us saying, "Fuck em good Mary Lou, cause I'm next." I stopped dead in my tracks and could not believe what I had just heard. I immediately got angry, then I got really MAD and then I got revenge. I marched right back down to the den and into the closet and pulled out my M1911A1 and slid the magazine in and charged the weapon. I calmly walked back down the hall and opened the bedroom door and saw my wife on her back with Len from next door plowing her pussy, Jim was in her mouth and Henry was getting a hand job next to the bed. I lost it completely then. I put two holes in each of the bastards that were fucking my wife and then put the last one into her head. Each guy had two new holes in their chest and were bleeding all over my dead wife. I just stood there in shook and with the gun pointed at Mary Lou and still trying to pull the trigger. Barbara, Jim's wife was the first to get to me and saw the carnage and went over and kicked Jim in the balls saying, "Serves you right you bastard. That's the very last time you cheat on me." Karen, Len's wife and Shirley, Henry's wife came in and both vomited violently and left for the other bathroom. Barbara held my hand and said, "Billy, put the gun down, you got all the slimy bastards and that cheating bitch too. Just drop the gun and go sit in your chair, I'll get you a beer, okay Billy?" I seemed in a trance as I dropped the gun and turned and went to my recliner in the living room. I sat down and just stared ahead. I was dead to the world. Later Barb gave me a beer and had me recline and drink my beer. She called 911 and the sheriff and they were out there in a little while. I just sat there in that chair oblivious to the world around me. My world ended when I heard Jim talking, well maybe it was when I opened that door and knew for sure what was happening. Needless to say I was arrested and charged with four counts of murder one and taken off to jail. I sat in one jail or another, first the sheriff's jailhouse and then I was moved the Harris County facility. Everyone knew I was guilty, but the trial took another two years to come around. I pled guilty and my lawyer said it was no contest due to mental instability. No one bought that. The trial took all of one day and then sentencing was another day. I got the death penalty which in Texas is lethal injection. My appeal was a moot point and my death was scheduled for July 4th, 2012, at eight pm. So there is my story, I loved and lost and then I lost my head and my life. I should have never opened that door that night I came back from that run. If I'd have been a little faster running I'd have been in the shower and she would have gone away. She said I was her last hope to find a friend. I wish I wasn't. The End Independence Day The fourth of July. It was cold, a late summer, and they said it would be a dry one. There had been snow late in winter. Not that the snow often sat around in the south of England. But Spring had been poor too, and today he wore a light overcoat. Mike climbed up from Green Park station into a windy Piccadilly and sparse hurrying crowds, his coat tails flapping about his legs. It was Independence Day in America, he thought as he strode along. "Humph," Mike grunted as he always did at the idea of independence on this day. And then he had arrived in Jermyn St, and wandered into the shop, past the front counters and into the quiet wood-paneled room at the back. "Ah, Mr Forte. A windy day, isn't it?" Andrew greeted him. "And three months gone already? My how time flies. And you are keeping well?" "Yes, fine. And you?" "Very well, sir. Very well." "And how's the tobacco business?" Mike asked with a small smile. "Ah," Andrew sighed, spreading his hands and looking heavenward in resignation. "We manage. But not what it used to be. Not what it was when you and Mr Jameson first came in, sir. Why then we had . . ." "Eight assistants." Mike put in, smiling. "Including old Mr Grey, who started with Alfred Dunhill just after the Second World War." "Ah, yes. Old Mr Grey. Dead for--five years now. But you're here for Mr Jameson's cigar, sir, and here I am chatting away," Andrew said, suddenly busy. "Yes. The usual," Mike said, "Two years, exactly," he added, wanting to make a statement, and Andrew shook his head sadly. Back home Mike put the package aside and poured himself a whiskey from the Johnnie Walker bottle in the drinks cabinet. Then he sat down in his big easy chair by the fire and placed the bag in his lap and sighed. He took a sip of whiskey and set the glass down on the small polished side table before his thick old fingers gently opened the bag and then set that down on the table beside his glass. He gently held the metal tube he had unwrapped and held it between his hands, seeing the shine on the metal, reading the familiar printing on it, feeling the weight of it, the length. A small smile teased around the corners of his mouth, and he closed his eyes for a moment, savouring the anticipation. Then he lifted the tube to his face and pulled the cap off and held the mouth of the tube to his nose, and as the first burst of rich tobacco aroma escaped, he breathed it in, long and deep, filling his lungs with it. And he closed his eyes, and it all came back to him. Richard, mature and graying, but still solid and strong. Laughing, his cigar ready, waiting for later. Unwrapped then set aside on the small side table and the room smelling of it. That rich aroma of really good tobacco. And kissing, the two of them kissing on the sofa, then taking the short walk to the bedroom and slowly undressing each other, taking off each other's pants as they smooched like a pair of young lovers. Him going down and sucking that familiar tool that he knew a dozen ways to make harder and longer, as Richard groaned and pawed at his head, even when he had lost his hair. His own dick filling at the taste and feel of his lover's. Then being pulled up suddenly and kissed hard. Feeling a firm hand encircling him, pumping and rubbing, teasing in his slit so he burbled and drove his tongue into the cigar taste of Richard's mouth. Then fucking. Richard liking it long and slow, but deep. Richard grabbing at things, at life, strongly and deeply. Mike always wanting it to be a symphony, a melody of high notes and low notes long and slow, wanting to be played like some musical instrument. And Richard, big and definite, but always doing that when he fucked. Being gentle yet hard, understating how to work his ass so he cried out and moaned for it. And often coming together, knowing each other and working at it. No it hadn't just happened, but they made it happen, most of the time. For twenty-two years. Mike had unzipped himself, and his dick was filling rapidly under his stroking hand, his fingers playing over his slit the way Richard's used to his eyes closed, the cigar to his nose. Then he set the cigar aside, and his lungs full of the rich aroma of memories, he leant back and stroked himself as he ran a hand over his chest, pinching his nipples through his shirt and feeling the movement of a hand on his belly as he stroked himself to completion. Then he sat there, spent, his dick hanging out, cupped in his hand and slowly going tumescent. His mind hazy with memories of the past. Richard and him lying against each other, cuddling, for a few minutes. Then Richard pulling on a dressing gown and going into the living room and pouring them both a drink and bringing it back to the bedroom with his cigar and only then lighting it, and savouring it as they talked in the warm afterglow. Later maybe watching TV together, or reading. They had never been young together. Then Mike smiled and, taking one last whiff of the fresh cigar, he'd found they lost their magic after three months and ritually burned them. He returned it to its tube and, getting up, put it in the cabinet with the drinks and poured himself another one. "To you, Richard," he said, holding the glass up briefly, knowing that the fourth of July would never be independence day for him. "Wherever you are." Independence Day An Aussie guy's idea of the 4th of July. * * * * * Click Here to listen. (39 min/mp3) * * * * * Independence Day The only thing better than a three day weekend, is when the kids have camp, the wife has to work on Monday, and you don't! Don't get me wrong, I love my family, but on occasions like this when I have the house to myself, I get to indulge my craving for golden showers. I've always loved the feeling of being pissed on, and have had many wet sex relationships in the past. Unfortunately, the woman who stole my heart and coaxed me to the altar wants no part of peeing on me, let alone letting me pee on her. So, like the old cliche goes, 'when the cats away, the mice will play', and that's exactly what I intended to do. The morning started with an 18-hole round of golf. It was really hot today, and so I drank two 16-oz Gatorades and a 32-oz bottle of water on the course. After golf, I had two beers with lunch, so I was well on my way to a full bladder as I climbed in the car for the ride home. I planned my golf outfit with the afternoon's activities in mind. I wore a light blue pair of boxer briefs, my khaki shorts, and a white golf shirt, and as I thought about what this outfit was going to look like in a few hours, I could feel my cock getting hard as I drove. When I was about 5 miles from home, I couldn't resist the temptation to get the party started, so I released my muscles and felt my hot urine leak out of my cock and soak into my underwear. I looked down and saw the expanding dark spot on the front of my shorts, and I knew this was going to be great. When I got home, I opened another beer and went upstairs to get things set up in the master bathroom. By the time I came down, my beer was empty so I grabbed another and sat down at the kitchen table in front of my laptop, and brought up this site. I started reading the great stories submitted by my fellow contributors, as my hand was stroking myself over the wet spot. As the folks in the first story reached climax, I released another short burst of piss in my shorts, and reveled in the warmth as the stain on my shorts grew larger. I slipped my hand in my shorts to feel my wetness on my cock and balls, and then brought my hand to my nose, smelling the intoxicating aroma, and stealing my first taste off the tips of my fingers. I opened the next story and read about the antics of a young California couple, sipping my beer, and releasing a little more piss each time I felt the dampness in my crotch cooling. There's something so dirty and nasty about pissing yourself when your fully dressed, and my cock was now throbbing for attention. I unplugged the laptop from the charger and walked upstairs to the master bathroom, where everything was already set up. There was a small table in front of the toilet to hold the laptop, and a thermal cardboard cup, the kind you'd put coffee or hot chocolate in. It's important to use a cardboard or plastic cup, as these maintain the temperature of the piss longer once it leaves your body. I used a glass the first time I ventured into self-piss, but the glass absorbed the warmth of the piss too quickly, and I didn't find it as enjoyable. Anyhow, back to Monday. I covered the laptop with a thin plastic membrane, which allowed me to still operate the keys and touchpad, but protects it from any stray squirts of cum or urine. I've also brought up another beer in a pint glass, so once I finish it, I can refill the glass with water, as I'm going to be up here for awhile. I remove my shorts and sit on the toilet, with my underwear still in place. This allows me a better view of the dark stain as I release my piss, and it's one less layer between my hand and my cock. I bring up the next story and read, periodically releasing my piss, and feeling it spread over my cock, balls and ass. In addition to the wonderfully warm sensation, and heady aroma, I'm now treated to the extra pleasure of hearing my piss splash in the water below me as is soaks through the back of my underwear. The story and beer are finished at about the same time, so I take my pint glass to the sink and fill it with warm water. The water is half gone before I finish the first paragraph of the next story. This time is some bored housewife getting pissed on by a group of fraternity guys. I imagine that I'm one of the frat boys, and I take my dick out of my undershorts and start rubbing it. The brothers lead in one of the pledges, who is dressed in a white shirt and make him lay down on the floor. The housewife comes over and squats over the freshman's chest, and start covering him with her golden nectar, starting at his crotch and moving up to his face, soaking his shirt along the way. I bear down hard and relax my muscles, and a hot stream of piss fires out of my cock and hits my chest. I'm watching my piss soaking into my white golf shirt as I'm reading about the same thing happening to the fraternity pledge. The woman in the story repositions herself, and directs her stream at the young man's scalp, drenching his hair so her warm piss flows down over his face. I'm peeing in the thermal cup as I'm reading, and when it's almost full, I raise it up, tilting my head back slightly, and start pouring it over my forehead. My piss is still definitely hot, and I feel the velvety liquid run down through my eyes, over my nose and lips, and then drip down my chest and over my cock into the toilet. I'm pouring it very slowly and imagining that I'm the pledge getting treated to the hot piss of the horny housewife. I open my lips and let my piss flow into my mouth, tasting the sharp liquid on my tongue and then swallowing it down to add to the pool of liquid already collected in my belly. I open my eyes to continue reading the story, and feel the burning sensation of my salty urine as it drips into my eyes. I grab a handful of toilet paper and dry my eyes so I can continue reading. I actually laugh out loud as the next passage in the story describes the exact same problem experienced by the pledge getting pissed on. I look down and enjoy the sight of the large yellow stain on my white golf shirt, as it's soaked with my piss and clinging to my chest and midsection. I pull the material to my face and inhale deeply, savoring the aroma of my own urine. I'm actually quite comfortable in this position (a good toilet seat is worth every penny!) so I repeat this process of drinking my water, reading these stories, and pouring my piss over my face and into my mouth, soaking myself to the bone with my own urine. All the while stroking my cock, but not allowing myself to cum. Every now and then, I'll fill the thermal cup and either pour a little directly over my cock, to provide lubrication along with the unbelievable feeling of hot piss flowing over my most sensitive area. Sometimes, I just dip my cock into the cup of piss and swirl it around, like a tea bag, or a little mini jacuzzi for my johnson! I've also treated myself to long direct sips off the cup, drinking my piss like my favorite hot beverage. By this time, all my five senses: sight, smell, hearing, touch and taste are drunk with the pleasures of my piss, and my cock has taken about as much teasing as it can handle. I open the latest story from one of my favorite authors as I know it'll be the perfect piece to take me over the edge. As I start reading, I release more of my piss straight up in the air, as my hand is working up and down over my cock. The piss falls back down on my cock and fist, providing the warmth and lubrication I need to bring myself to orgasm. I'm stroking myself faster and with a tighter grip, as I'm reading about the office mates fucking each other silly after sharing an impromptu golden shower in the executive washroom. As the boss lets his load fly up the ass of his secretary in the story, I shoot my load up in the air, and my cum lands on my piss-stained shirt. I keep stroking my cock, and rope after rope of cum is flying up and landing on my chest, stomach and then finally it just dribbles out of my cock and over my hand. One pressure situation has been resolved, but there's a second force building in my loins, which I'm holding back for as long as possible, to build up the pressure I need for the grand finale. I lean back a little on the throne and point my cock straight up at my face, and bear down hard, then release my stream. The first blast of piping hot piss hits me straight in the forehead, so I move my cock slightly and direct the stream directly into my mouth. I'm now drinking directly from my own cock, and loving every mouthful, swallowing eagerly, before my stream starts to subside, blazing a new yellow trail down my sopping wet shirt. Spent and totally satisfied, I stay in this position in post-orgasmic bliss, until I start the feel the piss cooling on my body. As much as I love pee play, I can't stand the feeling of cold piss on me, so I get up and start the shower running, so it gets nice and hot by the time I strip off my piss soaked clothes. As I clean myself up in the shower, my mind travels back to my younger days, and to the girl friends that I had who also enjoyed golden showers. I think maybe I should look one of them up the next time I have the house to myself. Independence Day Ch. 01 MMMMM. 4th of July weekend. I went to the Green with a friend and her son. While standing in line to get her son an Ice Cream, Sarah and I spotted an attractive man walking towards us. I told Sarah that I would be right back I pulled out the winder on my watch and changed the time. I walked toward him and like an innocent child I told him that winder on my watch had gotten snagged and was wondering if he could tell me the time so that I could reset it. He told me the time and I began my flirting. Knowing what I wanted I went for it. I cast out and he bit the hook. I found out that he was on the green with his daughter but that the next day was all open. I asked if he had any friends that might want to join. When I met up with Tony the next day he had 3 friends with him, Bryan, Billy, and Chris. WE got a room in the next town and went straight to it. As soon as the door was closed Tony took his clothes off and then his friends followed. Tony came up to me as I sat on the edge of the bed and stroked my hair and put his cock in front of my mouth. I went right to it taking his big hard cock into my mouth, moving my lips up and down the shaft. HE stepped back and I looked around the room and noticed that Bryan, Chris, and Billy were all stroking their cocks. He had me lay on the bed and he straddled my face and stroked his cock as I licked and sucked on his balls. I felt someone pull at my shorts till they were off but I couldn't tell who it was. Once my shorts and underwear were removed I felt a very nice tongue hit my clit sending shocks through my body. It was such an exciting feeling not being able to see what was coming next. It heightened the sexual pleasure so much. Tony still stroking his cock backed up a little so that I could get his cock into my mouth. As Tony was fucking my mouth The tongue on my clit started to flick sideways and then I felt a finger enter my wet pussy tickling me from the inside. Then as I sucked Tony's cock I felt the tongue stop and the fingers stop. I then felt someone's cock slowly enter my pussy. They pulled out just a bit and then thrust back inside and started to thrust hard and fast. Before I knew they pulled the cock out of my pussy and I felt something hot hit my thigh. He had already Cum. With Tony's cock in my mouth I couldn't say much and I then felt someone wipe the cum away with what felt like a towel. I was so disappointed. Tony leaned forward and was fucking my mouth straight down so his cock was actually starting to go down my throat making me gag a little. He then pulled up some and let me move my head to suck his cock. Tony began to cum and as he did he pushed his cock back down into my mouth. I drank it all down. He then moved and then I could see that Bryan and Billy were still stroking their cocks as Chris sat on the other bed and Tony went into the bathroom to clean himself off. Bryan and Billy both moved up so that their cocks were on each side of my mouth. I began to suck on Brian's and then turn and suck on Billy's. Tony came out of the bathroom and left the room. I was still sucking on Brian and Billy's cocks as Tony walked back into the room with a bandanna. He told me to sit up and he then blindfolded me with it. He told me to get on all 4s and I did so. I then felt a cock hit my lips and I took it into my mouth. I then felt another cock enter my pussy and almost at the same time they began to thrust into me. I tried to let out a moan but a cock thrusting toward my throat silenced it and in turn I gagged instead. I felt the man behind me grab my hips and push his cock all the way inside. Once there he started to grind his hips in almost a circular motion. The man in front of me was holding onto my head as he fucked my mouth as deep as my throat would let him. I then heard the man in front of me moan just slightly (I realized then that it was Bryan) and he came into my mouth. After swallowing I leaned my head down to enjoy the cock inside of my pussy. Then he stopped and told me to turn around. I did and he inserted again in the missionary position then lifted my legs so that they were on his shoulders. He leaned down just a bit and started to thrust deep. Then his thrusts became shallow and he pulled out and I felt his cum hit my stomach. I immediately started to wipe it with my hand so that I could taste it. I licked my fingers clean and then the bandanna was removed. All of us cleaned up and then went and got something to eat. Independence Day Ellen is no slouch, she knew what she was doing, but I don't think she realized, just what effect her touch was having on Libby and me. Libby felt Ellen's hand on her sex and the effect was remarkable, she began a stream of orgasms I thought would never end, each more powerful than the last, or so it seemed, sending Libby into a wild dance of thrashing and humping as my cock began to expand, I felt Ellen's hands move, now manipulating Libby's clit, and, her other hand cupping her breast, then sliding lower down, moving across the flatness of her belly, then on to her mons, she slipped in a finger and began to push it in and out, fucking herself, as she diddled Libby's clit, all the while I kept up a steady rhythm with my pulsating cock, ready to burst, then, Libby surprised us all, saying, "Ellen I want to taste your cunt, put it in my face, please do it now", She gasped. As Ellen maneuvered into place above Libby's face, she turned toward me, allowing me the pleasure of having her wonderful tits in my face, her tits are a perfect set of 48 DD's and I made good use of them, gently chewing on her nipples and, sucking on each in turn, as Libby began to suck on Ellen's pussy. Ellen was thoroughly enjoying Libby's tongue, moaning and, gasping, she begged to be allowed to cum, and it looked like Libby was going to let her do just that, until, Libby said, "Stop, stop! I want us to all change places! We need to change", She gasped as another orgasm overtook her. Following Libby's lead we moved around till we were in the positions Libby wanted, Ellen, on her back on the floor, with Libby in a sixty-nine position with her, and me on my knees, fucking Ellen. With every stroke I made, Libby would alternately lick Ellen's snatch, then my dick, the sensation was unbearable, I felt my balls tighten, and told them both that I was about to cum. Libby yelled, "NO, NOT YET!!" Hearing her desperation I tried to hold back, not fully understanding what she had in mind, yet hold back I did! As I was fighting to contain my orgasm, Libby and Ellen spun around to face me, each going for my cock, as their lips met around the shaft of my aching member, I could hold back no longer, with a primal groan, I tried to slam my cock into their mouths, as the fluid rushed from my nuts, spewing my seed all over them both, hitting Ellen in the face just above the eye, then Libby got hit in her mouth, grinning and, swallowing, while Ellen tried to get a mouthful, the remainder landing on their tits and stomach's, Libby was first to recover, grabbing my already softening cock, she started to gently lick the cum from my rod, as Ellen began a tongue bath of my balls, I could see that they were also rubbing their tits together, smearing my seed on each other, soon I was licked clean, and they moved so they could be closer, fondling and caressing one another's bodies, it wasn't long before I was hard again! ***Friday July 4th*** As dawn began to slip quietly through the windows, I found myself drawn to the scene taking place before me, the woman I loved, was involved in some of the most erotic love making, I had ever witnessed, and her partner was one to whom I was extremely attracted. As I watched, Ellen, put her lips gently, on Libby's mons, and, with a deftness that stunned me, began to suck the juices from her, licking her clean, and, in the process, bringing Libby to yet another, cataclysmic, orgasm. The Juices were running down Libby's ass, and Ellen was sucking and licking furiously, at her quaking cunt, thrusting her tongue in and out, trying to devour the snatch before her, as Libby, was pounding two fingers into Ellen's hot hole, and sucking on her engorged clit, both were moaning and thrashing about, as their orgasms overtook them. "Chip, get the 'double header' from the bedroom", Said Ellen. As I hurried to the bedroom I couldn't help but smile, I had just been sent after a toy I loved to see in action, an 18 inch long, fat, double headed dildo, I knew what was coming, and who, was cumming! I soon returned with the requested item, and was rewarded with, "Sit here next to us, play with our tits, and watch", Ellen said to me. I told them to get started, I would be right back, and, went into the kitchen, after finding the required items, I headed back, as promised, and, took my assigned place, placing my parcel on the floor, close at hand. They were already involved in the process of inserting that monster dildo, into their beautiful, dripping, pussies, each of them had a look of sheer bliss on her face, and as the toy made it's way into their waiting holes, that look was replaced by one of pure animal lust. I began to softly massage their breasts, one in each hand, rubbing small circles around the nipples, paying special attention to puckered skin of their aureole's, I knew this to be one of Ellen's most sensitive spots, and, as it turned out, Libby's as well. When they had the dildo properly positioned, I took it in hand, moving it slowly back and forth, fucking both girls with it, turning it in a slight twisting motion as I did so, each woman was in a semi-reclined state, with one leg thrown over that of the other, allowing me the best possible view, and, as I fucked them, they were touching their pussies and pulling on their clits, I told Libby to take over, she never missed a beat, as I, reached into my nearly forgotten parcel, withdrawing the supplies I had chosen for the moment, telling each of them to close her eyes, I was soon rubbing strawberries and whipped cream over their tits and pussies, as I began to apply the cold whipped cream to those four magnificent breasts, a shuddering orgasm swept over Libby, Ellen wasn't far behind ,with a mind numbing orgasm of her own. As they slowed their pace, I poured some of the juice from the berries over their cunts and the toy, telling them not to stop, I put my mouth on Libby's neatly trimmed bush, and slowly licked the flavor of the combined pussy, and, strawberry juice, from her tender sex, as they watched, I continued to lick till I had cleaned her ,and, the toy, then I made my way to Ellen's puffy lips licking her clean too. Of course this had the desired effect, setting both girls off with massive orgasms, so strong, I was afraid that the dildo might hurt them, they were moaning and whimpering, laughing and crying. Not wanting to interfere with this, wonderful display of affection, I could only watch until Ellen pointed to her tits for me to clean up the whipped cream. As I started to lick those twin beauties, Ellen stopped me, saying, "Wait, I want to do this, you've both eaten me, now it's my turn!" That being said she quickly poured the juice on my cock and balls, and, still impaled on the monster dildo, she began to suck on the head of my swollen tool, and, As I watched, she rubbed her hand in the goo on Libby's body, sliding her hand down till she had smeared it over Libby's entire front side, this was almost too much for me, I could feel yet another rush of fluids building in my balls, then, she stopped, Saying, "Stroke your cock for us while I start cleaning Libby". I did as asked, finding a sort of rhythm that wouldn't make me blow my load, and watched as she began to devour the dessert, that was Libby, as she removed more and more of the sticky stuff from Libby's body, Libby had several more small orgasms, and with the dildo still implanted in her snatch, Libby could do nothing, but quiver, head thrown back, and eyes tightly shut, she soon stopped moving altogether. Somewhat concerned, I checked on her, and, found she had passed out! Seeing this, Ellen removed the rubber cock from her own cunt. "I want you to fuck me! Fuck me hard! Fuck me now! I need your hard dick in my burning pussy" ,She said to me. I rose to my knees, and flipped her on her back, next to the semi comatose Libby, with the dong still protruding from her cunt, and, as I rubbed the head of my rod against her puffy clit, I also took hold of the loose end of the dildo, and began to fuck the prone Libby with it, while I stuffed my cock into Ellen's hungry cunt. Ellen had Ideas of her own, and as I was giving her pussy a pounding, she began to clean Libby, knowing that this would set me off, I watched as she licked Libby's body, leaving no part of her untouched, as she neared Libby's pubis, I told her I was getting close, she responded with a moan, and licked even faster, bringing me, and, I noticed, Libby, to a heart stopping climax. Libby and I shared a wonderful moment at the hands of my lovely wife, and, I was drained, so too were they it seemed, for after that, we all just laid there, holding each other till we all fell asleep, right there in the middle of the living room floor. What a great day to be free!