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A Night of Firsts

By: defan



This is an actual experience that happened to me and was one of the more exciting sexual activities I have ever been a party to. I had been dating an attorney for almost six months and although I thought she was a little sexual reserved in the beginning of our relationship, things were beginning to heat up as we got to be more comfortable with each other. We lived quite some distance apart, so most of getting together was done on the weekends, usually at a nice hotel somewhere in the middle. On this particular weekend Ann said she had something really special planned for me and wanted to know if I could come to her house on Saturday and spend the weekend and of course I could not turn her down with that kind of invitation.

When I arrived at her home at about four in the afternoon, she met me at the door wearing an attractive sundress and had a snifter of cognac for me in one hand and a joint in the other. We sat out on the deck chatted for a while, played some cribbage, and got very relaxed. After about an hour she asked me straight out if I trusted her enough to allow her to have some fun with me. I had absolutely no idea what she had in mind, but after dating for this long, I was convinced that she would not do anything to hurt me in any way, so I said, "Totally." As she stood up, she said, "Let's get started then, this is going to be a long and fun filled evening for everyone." I followed her downstairs and as we poured another cognac she told me that she wanted to bind me to the pool table and have fun teasing me through out the evening. Even though I had fantasized about being teased in this fashion, I had never been bound before, but I knew she would never physically hurt me and was more than willing to give it a try. 

After we finished our drinks, she suggested that I use the bathroom, as it might be a while before I had another opportunity. Upon my return I found she had put some cushions from the couch and a couple of pillows on the pool table to make it softer for me. She helped me out of my golf shirt, jeans, underwear, and socks as she asked me to lie down on the table. She fastened soft cuffs, with Velcro strips on my wrists and ankles. From under the table she pulled to long straps of nylon that she placed around the either end of the pool table. She buckled then in position and then clipped the cuffs to the straps, so that I was spread eagle on the pool table. Then she asked me to see if I could get loose and although I used all of my strength, I could hardly move at all. I was a little nervous, but as she proceeded to massage my feet and legs with lotion, I quickly calmed down and began to enjoy this special treatment.

She continued to massage my whole body with lotion for what seemed like an hour, although I have no idea how much time had pasted. I was totally aroused and although I am not a huge man, I was at my full length and harder than I had been in years. It was at this point that she asked me again, "Was I ok with this situation and did I want to continue, knowing that she could do whatever she wanted to me as long as I wasn't physically hurt in anyway?" My answer was an immediate yes and she kissed me passionately as she whispered in my ear, that I would certainly thank her in the morning and I was pretty sure she was right about that.

She was sucking on my toes and massaging my feet when, I was startled by the doorbell ringing. I was instantly scared and wanted released from my bindings. She instructed me to calm down and promised to be right back. She turned up the volume on the stereo, took off my glasses, covered my eyes with a blindfold, and told me to listen to the music until she got back. 

I was beginning to get into beat of the music, when I heard foot falls on the stairs and the conversation of what appeared to be two women and a man. I was scared shitless and tried with everything I had to break free on my bondage, to no avail. I heard them chatting at the bar as well as ice being dropped into glasses and liquids being added. They continued to chat about work, kids, and life in general like I wasn't there lying stark naked only a few feet away. I heard the doorbell ring again and Ann excuse herself As she trotted back up the stairs. Before the next hour had past the doorbell rang at least another 15 times and I have no idea how many people were there in total. It was really weird as they seemed to be having a party in the room surrounding me and it was like no one could see me there on the pool table. 

The doorbell had not sounded for quite sometime and when I heard the stereo being turned down. When Ann asked for their attention, the room fell quiet and she made a short speech to the group. She announced that it was time for everyone to loose their clothes and for the party to begin. She also announced that the centerpiece was for everyone's enjoyment and that there were only two rules that needed to be followed as far as I was concerned. "You will not cause him any severe physical pain and you will not allow him to reach orgasm. The stereo was turned back up, but I could still hear the sounds of clothing being removed, when I felt lips next to my ear and instantly recognized Ann's voice when she whispered that I was really going to have a good time.

I could hear the sounds of people being stimulated and the quite open conversations of people who were trying to please each other. I imagined my appearance, laying there on the pool table, spread eagle, with a fully erect penis, being totally excited and not being able to physically touch another's flesh. I could hear the sounds of people who were feeling pleasure, the sounds of moisture on skin, the words of encouragement to a well performing partner, and after a short period, the sounds of individuals climaxing, who had no fear that other could hear them. 

It had not been long before I felt the presence of others on all sides of me. My feet were being tickled, my toes sucked, lips kissed, nipples pinched, legs and arms massaged, nuts caressed, vibrators used on/in, and never once feeling the touch to my penis. They would come and go in groups, as singles, some males, some females and it seemed that they all wanted to see how excited they could get me with out letting me release. They would let me catch my breath, allow my heart rate and erection to go down, and then come back to get me excited all over again. 

I do not know how long this went on, for sure, but know that it was several hours. I was completely surrounded by the sounds of sexual excitement, my balls ached from non-release and even though someone had been giving me drinks of water through a straw, my lips and throat were dry. I have never been as sexual stimulated as I was at this point, so when Ann asked if I wanted to orgasm, I was begging for release. She got the groups attention and advised them that she was now going to allow me to masturbate for their pleasure and released my right hand. I was past the point of embarrassment and went right to work, pleasing myself. When I reached the point of no return my hand was again bound and many others replaced it. Every nerve ending was on fire, my body shook, and it seemed like I came for a full minute. As I was coming down from my high I could hear the sounds of many people receiving physical pleasure and wished I could physically see what was going on around me.

Ann did not remove my blindfold or bindings until everyone had gone their merry way, so I have no clue to who the party goers were, but certainly am willing to leave it up to Ann to come up with something just as exciting in the future.

A Night of Firsts



Dennis Mitchell was a very good math student, but was completely absorbed in the profile of Gina's tits straining her shirt when his math teacher called on him to go to the board and demonstrate the use of vectors to solve a common problem. Somewhat flustered, he got up, trying to hide his boner and made his way to the board. The problem was relatively simple, but to Dennis, it looked like a long "vee" extending from Gina's left breast to her pussy and then back up to her right breast. Nestled in the "vee" was Dennis's hard cock. 

Completely exasperated, he was spared further embarrassment by the bell ending the class. After retrieving his books, he left without making eye contact with the teacher, and upon reaching the hall, looked directly into the laughing eyes of Gina. She was trying unsuccessfully to control her laughter and when Dennis started to protest, she pulled his face to hers and planted a long, deep, tongue-probing kiss on his mouth.

Her soft breasts pushed against his chest, making his erection even more noticeable.

"Just what were you thinking?" she asked seductively.

"You know what I was thinking," he answered breathlessly. "Sitting there with your tits about to pop out of that shirt, your nipples poking out about an inch-what else was I supposed to be thinking?"

"Aww, that's so sweet. No wonder I love you!" she said, hooking their arms together and beginning the walk to the parking lot. They had started dating in junior high and had consummated their love when they were both eighteen and felt they were ready. Like their relationship, their sex life was casual, yet hot. 

Dennis had grown into quite a handsome young man, quarterback on the football team and a decent baseball player. As such, he was a hunk in every sense of the word. His cock was no exception, hanging down his leg when soft and standing eight inches when erect. Gina, likewise an athlete, played volleyball and softball and was very good at both sports. Her body, while lithe and somewhat slender, was one of those that drove men crazy. Long muscular legs that ended at a perfectly shaped and sized ass; her waist was tiny, and her breasts, while not massive, were a very healthy c-cup that gave her perfect proportions. She also had a very healthy sexual appetite, and often initiated sex when she and Dennis could make time for each other.

"Remember our plans for this weekend?" she asked, as they arrived in the parking lot.

"Yeah. Boy is Joey gonna be surprised!" Dennis answered, his face breaking out in a huge smile. "What an eighteenth birthday present!"

"You sure you don't mind if I give him his first piece of ass for his birthday?" she asked, leaning in to press her breasts against his chest, pecking him lightly on the cheek. "No, not at all. I know you're my girl and Joey is my best friend. I'd rather he lose his virginity to you than some skank that may fuck him up mentally. Just show him how good it can be and there are no strings attached. After all, I'll be there with both of you," he answered, grabbing her ass and holding her against his stiff cock.

She playfully pulled back and said, "Hold on there big boy! Just be at my house at seven and have that monster ready to party. Joey's not the only one getting a surprise tonight!" she said as she bounced to her car and sped away.

Somewhat puzzled, Dennis took his time getting home, but still had time to finish his homework and eat before showering. Seven sharp found him driving into Gina's garage, parking in the space left by her vacationing parents. After closing the garage door, he rang the kitchen doorbell, and was greeted by his scantily clad girlfriend with a kiss that almost made him forget the real purpose of the evening. Her super tight gym shorts displayed her amazing cameltoe, and her cutoff t-shirt ended just below her nipples, which were standing proudly on her breasts.

"Damn Gina, you must want to get fucked before Joey gets here," said Dennis, as he wrapped her in his arms and massaged her body from top to bottom. Cupping a breast and rolling her nipple, he breathed in her ear, "What time's Joey getting here? I may have to fuck you first."

"Much as I'd like that, we agreed that tonight was for Joey, right? Anyway, I think your surprise will help you make it through the night," she said as she scampered upstairs to shower. Dennis sighed and set about making the preparations they had agreed on, and heard Joey pull in the driveway just as he heard Gina's shower end. 

Joey had always been smaller than Dennis, and rather than athletics, he had concentrated on academics. His horn-rimmed glasses added to his geekiness, and he had never had a date. Still, he and Dennis were best friends and would do anything for each other. Tonight was to be proof of that fact.

Dennis answered the door and ushered him into the living room, saying "Hey, Bud. Nice shirt. You always have been the best dresser."

"Thanks Dennis. I got it for my birthday. I really appreciate you and Gina throwing this party for me. Where's everybody else?" he asked, looking around at the darkened house.

"Be patient. They'll be here. Let me put this blindfold on first."

When the blindfold was in place, Dennis looked up to see Gina standing at the foot of the stairs, silhouetted by the stairwell light. "Fuck! She's beautiful!" thought Dennis as Gina posed sexily for him. Her hair, still damp from the shower hung down to her shoulders, framing her face. She was wearing a sheer, white baby doll negligee that draped over her breasts and highlighted her stiff nipples. The matching panties were barely visible, but she turned and bent slightly to show Dennis her ass. As she got closer, he could see her nipples and the dark landing strip on her pussy. 

She stopped in front of Joey and said softly, "Hello, Birthday Boy. You ready to open your present?"

Joey, still unaware of the pairs' intent, swallowed and said, "I guess so. What do I need to do?"

As she straddled Joey's lap with her knees, she put her breasts very close to his face. Inhaling Gina's intoxicating perfume, Joey asked, "Dennis, what's going on? Is this OK? What am I supposed to do?"

"You are my best friend. I know you are still a virgin, and want desperately to get laid. Gina has agreed to help you out, with my blessing. She's gonna teach you how to please a woman with that big dick of yours," said Dennis as he took a seat to the side. "I'm here to observe and answer questions. I may even jack off if it gets hot enough."

Gina took Joey's face in her hands and bent to give him his first sexy kiss. She spread her knees, lowering her thinly covered cunt onto Joey's crotch and could feel his cock growing as she probed his mouth with her tongue. Without breaking the kiss, she took his hands and placed the palms on her breasts, moving them around so he would get the idea. Finally she said, "Well, Joey, what do you think so far?"

"Gee, I didn't know a girl's breasts felt this way. I mean, I knew they would be soft, but yours are wonderful!" he answered.

Taking his thumbs and forefingers, she taught him to roll her nipples, saying softly, "Joey, that's the way into a girl's pants. Treat her tits right, and she's yours."

Gently grinding down on his erection, she said, "Oh, Joey. Your cock feels so big! Can I see it?" she asked as she slid off his lap and unzipped his jeans.

"I-I don't know. I may lose control if you touch it," he said, plaintively.

"OK, I won't touch it. Just let me look at it," she said, helping him squirm out of his jeans and briefs. His cock sprang free and Gina was stunned. His cock, while only about six inches long, was thick, with veins running its entire length. The crown was as large as a small apple.

"Oh my God, Joey! It's beautiful!" squealed Gina, as she bent to inspect his tool closely. 

"D-don't get too close. It may explode," said Joey, still not knowing just where this was going.

"Oh, it's gonna explode," giggled Gina, as she stood and took Joey by the hand. "Let's get your clothes off and go upstairs." Dennis helped Joey step out of his jeans and underwear while Gina pulled his shirt over his chest and off his body. Caressing his chest, she said, "Great bod Joey! I'm gonna love fucking you!"

Dennis took him by the hand and led him to the stairs. "OK, Bud. We're going upstairs. Just be careful and let me guide you." Gina went first and led them to her bedroom, lighting several candles while Dennis seated Joey on the edge of the bed.

When she sat down beside him, she leaned in, pressing her breasts to his shoulder and rubbing them sensuously, while reaching down to fondle his cock. "Damn Joey. I can't get my hand around this monster! Promise me you'll be gentle." 

With that, she slid to the floor and, parting his knees, began kissing up his thighs while cupping and massaging his balls. "Your balls are huge! Are they full of jism for me?" she asked, kissing further and further up his thighs.

"Yes, and if you aren't careful, they're gonna empty that jism!"

Fully aware of his urgency, Gina abandoned any formality and attacked his cock, swallowing it in one swift move. Sliding her tongue along the underside of his shaft, she put exquisite pressure where it was needed, and almost immediately, Joey yelled, "Look out, I'm cumming!" fully expecting her to pull off his wildly spurting cock. 

Gina did no such thing, and as he shot wad after wad of his sperm into her demanding mouth, she swallowed and continued her oral ministrations until she had drained every last drop. Finally sliding her lips off his still-hard cock, she said seductively, "That was fucking great. I want some more of that cum, but I want you to put it in my pussy. Think you can do that?"

"I think I can, but I'll have to take this blindfold off so I can see where to put my dick," he answered innocently.

"Tell you what," she said, standing and stripping off her lingerie. "I'm going to keep the blindfold on a little longer, and if you do well, I'll take it off."

"What do you mean 'Do well?'" he asked, apprehension plain in his voice.

"Well, you did a pretty good job on my tits downstairs. That really gets a girl revved up. Now, I want you to get me really hot before we fuck. You know women like to have their pussies licked, don't you?"

"I've heard that, but I don't know what to do. Will you teach me?" asked Joey, ever the willing student.

For the first time since they had entered the bedroom, Dennis made his presence known by snickering loudly. "Joey, if you eat that pussy right you may never get to fuck her. She's insatiable, especially if she cums on your face. You may be trapped between those thighs for hours!"

"Dennis, I wouldn't do that to him. He's going to fuck me, but he needs to know how to please a woman and I'm just the woman to teach him. Right Joey?" she said, crawling back onto the bed, making plenty of body contact on her way. "I've undressed for you. Can you feel how hot my skin is? It's waiting for you and you alone. Let me lead you to paradise." She helped Joey onto his stomach, and positioned herself on her back near his head.

"Inhale Joey," she said. "What you smell is the fragrance of an aroused pussy. I'm very hot right now, just thinking about what you're going to do to my cunt with your tongue. I need your 100% cooperation for this to be pleasurable for both of us. Okay?"

"Whatever you say, Gina."

"I want you to think of my cunt as a cup of pudding. What flavor do you like?" she asked.

"Chocolate," he replied, not sure of where this was going. What he did know was that the aroma and proximity of Gina's pussy had aroused his dick to the point it was hard enough to drive nails, even though he had come just minutes before.

"Great!" she replied. "Just think of this fragrant, hot pussy as your very own cup of chocolate pudding. You have no spoon, and you have to use your tongue to get it out of the cup. Licking and sucking are especially encouraged, but there's a special place at the top that you should save for last. Any questions?"

"How fast do you want me to eat this pudd—pussy?" Joey asked, adjusting his cock so that it was more comfortable.

"Start slow. I'll let you know when to speed up. Dennis will tell you that I don't mind letting him know when he does it right," she said, edging her body closer to Joey's face and feeling his breath on her sensitive lips. "Stick out your tongue."

When he did, she slid her now-dripping pussy onto the tip of his tongue. He reached up and slid his hands around her hips and pulled her further, allowing his tongue to enter her box effortlessly. "Now lick that pudding, Stud! Suck it out of the bottom!" Gina urged, her voice rising with her excitement. 

Joey licked the walls of her cunt, taking time occasionally to suck the juice that was running out of her pussy and down towards her ass. He licked back up and as he approached the top of her slit, she moaned, humping his face gently.

"Am I doing it right?" he asked, really getting into his task.

"Oh fuck yeah! You're doing just right," she answered. "Now I'm going to take the blindfold off and show you the center of a woman's world." She reached down and took off his blindfold, then pulled her lips apart to expose her clitoris. "See that? It's called a clit and it's connected to every nerve in my body. Kiss it, lick it, suck it-just be gentle. It can't handle much stimulation, and it won't be long til I come on your face."

Joey, who was listening and watching intently, tentatively curled his tongue and touched Gina's pulsing clit. Her shudder told him what he needed to know and he knew he had reached a turning point. He licked and sucked down her cunt one last time. When he started back up, he had one goal in mind. Reaching her clit, he said, "Get ready Baby. I'm gonna suck that clit till you cum!"

Reaching her pearl, he blew warm air across it before sucking it into his mouth and massaging it with his tongue. Gina screamed "Yesss! Yesss! Oh God! Here it comes!!!" Her pussy exploded around Joey's tongue and her legs clamped his head, holding it to her throbbing cunt. Not knowing any better, he continued to lick her clit, bringing her to a second, more violent climax. This time her legs flew open, exposing her swollen inner lips and unleashing a torrent of fluid that Joey dutifully drank and licked until Gina finally couldn't stand it. 

As she pulled his face up her quivering body, the doorbell rang. Looking at Dennis, she said simply, "Your present's here."

Dennis rushed down the steps, only to stare in utter disappointment through the fisheye. Standing outside, he could see Margaret, staring sternly and wrapped in a trench coat. "Open the damned door, Dennis!" she demanded. "Gina's expecting me."

Dennis grudgingly opened the door and stood back. Margaret swept into the room and up the stairs before he could say a word. Closing and locking the door, he slowly ascended the stairs, wondering what kind of cruel joke Gina had in store. Walking into the bedroom, he got the surprise of his life.

Margaret had shed her coat and was wrapped in Gina's arms, the two kissing like long lost lovers. That in itself was shocking, but Margaret's outfit was even more amazing. Her torso was wrapped in a rose-colored corset, which ended at the top of her hips. A matching lace garter belt clung to her waist, its satin garters connected to the lace tops of a rose-colored pair of silken hose. The garters were stretched tight and created delightfully sexy indentions in her fleshy ass. A matching pair of rose-colored stiletto heels encased her feet, completing the sexiest outfit Dennis had ever seen.

As they ended their steamy kiss, she turned and faced Dennis, exposing most of her succulent 36DD tits to him, as they were nestled on a shelf bra. Her pink nipples looked to be an inch long. "Well?" she asked seductively, as she twirled for his inspection. Her pussy hair was thin and hid very little of her plump outer cuntlips.

Dennis was speechless. Margaret, his nemesis since birth, almost a year older than him, was standing before him as a gorgeous, full-figured woman, dressed in a "come fuck me" outfit. Her dedication to dancing was more than evident, as her body, lush and curvy, displayed sculpted calves and thighs, her ass a delight to behold. Her breasts stood proudly on her chest, and her curly, red hair fell over her shoulders, almost reaching her nipples, and she had just shared one of those wet, lingering sexy kisses that men dream about with his girlfriend.

"Margaret, I had no idea you were so sexy. Damn! You're one hot bitch," he managed to say, as Gina reached around and pinched her puffy pink nipple.

Margaret smiled seductively, and said, "Gina and I have been planning this for weeks. Joey isn't the only one who's getting lucky tonight!"

"What do you mean?" asked Dennis, still uncomprehending her meaning.

"Well, we're going to rock Joey's world and let you watch. Then I'm planning on giving you the surprise of your life!" she said, turning to Joey, who was lying on his side, fondling Gina's nipples. Turning him onto his back, she slid up his body, allowing her nipples to rub against his body until her face was even with his. Kissing him passionately, she plunged her tongue in and out of his mouth until they were both gasping for breath. She found his cock with her hand and began jacking it slowly.

"Well, Joey. You want my hand on your cock, or would you like me to wrap these red lips around it and use my tongue on it?" Margaret asked.

"Your lips!" he exclaimed.

Laughing, she leaned over and gave Gina another kiss and then kissed her way down Joey's tense body. Reaching his cockhead, she took her time, licking around the crown, and complemented him on its size. She felt his cock swell as she licked the shaft, and back to the head. "Well, I can tell Gina hasn't let you put that monster in her pussy yet." Easing the shaft into her mouth, she didn't stop until she had his entire cock in her mouth, her succulent lips stretched around its girth.

Gina, lazily rubbing her clit announced, "Let me have it Margaret. I think he's ready." Rolling onto her back, she raised her legs until her dripping pussy gaped open. Margaret took his dick out of her mouth and guided it to Gina's cuntlips, noting the look of anticipation on his face.

"Yeah, Joey, you're about to get your first piece of pussy. Show Gina what that big cock can do!" she said, as she helped him slide the head past Gina's outer lips. She leaned in and kissed him, then Gina. "Put on a show for us," she said, as she crawled off the bed.

Gina took over, wrapping her calves behind his thighs and said, "OK, Stud, ease that dick in. Slow at first, then we'll pick up speed."

Joey slowly slid his cock into Gina's wet slit, and when he reached his deepest penetration, she held him in place. "Let me show you something. Feel that?" she asked as she massaged his shaft with her muscles.

"Oh, fuck yeah!" he exclaimed. "How do you do that?"

"I practice a lot. Sometimes I use Dennis, sometimes I use a toy, and sometimes Margaret helps me."

Joey's eyes widened as he looked at Margaret, then at Dennis, and back at Gina. "You and Margaret?" he asked.

"Yeah, sometimes. She really knows how to make me feel good, just like I know how to make you feel good. Now, pull that dick out and really pound my pussy!"

Joey started slowly, as if he was afraid of hurting her, but she soon began to hump against his thrusts, and they developed a steady rhythm. As he picked up speed, the sound of flesh slapping flesh filled the room, and their combined moans only amplified the anticipation.

Dennis had removed his shorts, sprawled on a beanbag chair, and was idly stroking his cock. Margaret sidled over to him and sat on the floor at his feet, still watching the show Gina and Joey were putting on. They were approaching a mutual orgasm, their flesh slapping together, their breathing heavy, and their bodies yielding to their unbridled passion. As Joey shot his load deep in Gina's cunt, he drove into her and held his cock still, allowing her to milk all his cum as her orgasm took control of her world. As they came down from their climax they looked at Dennis and Margaret, grinning from ear-to-ear.




A Night of Firsts



Margaret jumped up, clapping and yelling, "Way to go Joey! What a fucker you are! You really punched Gina's buttons! Let me get down there and suck that delicious cum from her cunt." Joey moved aside and watched in amazement as prim and proper Margaret buried her face between Gina's legs and started sucking his cum from her pussy. Although she was sensitive from the pounding Joey had delivered to her pussy, Gina knew that Margaret would not hurt her. Indeed, Margaret took her time, licking gently, yet persistently, and soon had Gina writhing and clutching her red hair, pulling her face to her cunt and urging her on.

"That's right, Bitch! Suck it nice and slow! Lick me! I'm cumming again! Oh my fucking God!" Margaret held her face still, using her tongue as a cat licking the last drops of milk from a bowl.

"Oh, fuck, you're good," moaned Gina, as she pulled Margaret's cum-slickened face to hers. Licking the precious fluid from her best friend's face and kissing her tenderly, she said, "Now, let's give Dennis his gift."

Dennis, who had been taking in and processing all the revelations of the past couple of hours, was still apprehensive about his "gift." Watching Gina suck, then fuck Joey was an amazing turnon, and Margaret's outfit, coupled with her incredible body had him in a state of arousal that was almost painful.

When she turned to face him, Margaret had a look of pure lust in her eyes that Dennis had never dreamed she possessed. Stepping to the stereo, she turned it on, inserting a music CD that featured soft, slow, sensuous music. As she began to sway in time with the beat of the music, she told Dennis, "Now, it's your turn big boy. How long do you think it'll take me to suck a load out of that monster cock?"

Still mentally reeling from all the news that Margaret had revealed about her and Gina, Dennis sat there speechless.

"Well, let's just see," she said, as she knelt in front of him and took his cock in her hand. "I love the way it feels, so smooth, and the head is so slick from your precum." Using her thumb, she spread the droplets of nectar around his cockhead and then underneath the crown. "Ready?"

"Yes," he replied, amazed that this was really happening. Margaret looked him in the eye and made a perfect "O" with her ruby red lips, then ran her tongue around them until they glistened with moisture. "We want everything slick, don't we?"

Nodding, Dennis tore his eyes from Margaret and looked at Gina and Joey. They were spooning, with Joey fondling Gina's breast. "Go for it Baby! Give her what she wants!" said Gina, enjoying the show.

Margaret lowered her hand to Dennis' crotch and took the head of his dick in her mouth. Thinking he had never felt a hotter pair of lips, he reveled in the sensation of her soft lips encircling his cockhead, and then sliding down his shaft effortlessly. She released her hold on his cock and moved all the way down the shaft, easing her throat open when he touched her there, and gently fondling his balls. As she deepthroated him, Dennis felt Margaret's tongue pressing the underside of his shaft and creating an exquisite suction that seemed to pull his load from the soles of his feet.

His toes curled involuntarily and he managed to say, "Cumming" before his cock erupted in Margaret's throat. She swallowed, and then took his cock out of her mouth to let Gina see the next spurts, catching them on her face and breasts. As the last drop oozed out, she told Gina, "Come over here and get some of this juice. It's every bit as good as you said!"

Gina hopped off the bed and got on her knees beside Margaret, who offered her a cum-covered tit, and then took the other one and cleaned it herself. "Damn, he shot a load. Wonder if he's got any left for his surprise?"

"Oh, yeah. He's always good for two and sometimes three," laughed Gina as she kissed Margaret and bounced back to the bed.

Margaret kissed his cockhead tenderly and stood up. By now, the tempo of the music had increased, and Margaret, her eyes closed, swayed her hips and pulled her hard, rubbery nipples.

"You know I've taken dance lessons all my life don't you? Well, I didn't spend all that time learning ballet. I spent quite a bit of time learning to pole dance and I even took a class in dancing for hip hop videos. You know the ones where rappers are surrounded by hot, booty-shaking bitches in "come-fuck-me" outfits? I'd like to dance for you if you don't mind. Will that be OK?" she asked innocently, as she moved to stand directly in front of him, her pussy so close to his face he could smell her arousal.

Never in his wildest imagination had Dennis imagined Margaret as anything but a snooty know-it-all, yet here she was asking his permission to flaunt her voluptuous, nearly nude body just for him. "I think I'd like that," he said tentatively.

"Then, sit back and enjoy the show, just don't come again. I've got a real surprise for you," she said as the beat of the music began to speed up. As she got into the tempo of the music, it seemed that every part of here body moved in rhythm. Her breasts moved seductively, threatening to bounce out of the half-bra; her hips rotated and her thighs were a blur of motion. 

Dennis had trouble keeping his hand off his cock, but he resisted and held his breath, anticipating what Margaret would do next. She didn't disappoint. By now the music had reached a pulsating, primal beat and Margaret had gotten into a trancelike state. Her asscheeks bounced and gyrated, her pelvis humped an imaginary cock, and she spread her legs, lowering her cunt almost to the floor. 

Suddenly, her ass began to twitch in time to the music, which allowed Dennis an unobstructed view of her pink asshole. "See that, Stud? That's where I want your big cock. I'm saving my pussy for my wedding night, but I really want you to fuck my ass. Think you're up for it?"

Shocked speechless, Dennis nodded dumbly. This was almost too much to process, but his cock, hard again from the show Margaret had put on, was aching to penetrate a hot hole. "Margaret, I'd be proud to fuck your lovely, sexy ass," he finally said. 

Squealing with delight, she jumped up and kissed him passionately. Taking him by the hand, she led him to the side of the bed. Joey and Gina slid over, making room as Dennis sat down. "Gina, where's the lube?" Margaret asked as she went into the bathroom. 

"Here in the nightstand," said Gina. "Right where you left it last week."

Dennis processed this next revelation, realizing that his girlfriend and Margaret had obviously enjoyed penetration-style sex recently. Oddly, it turned him on even more, and his lust had reached a fever pitch.

Margaret returned and found the tube of lube. She unscrewed the cap, knelt between Dennis' knees and wrapped her hands around his cock, placing one at the base and the other along his shaft. His cockhead protruded grotesquely from her hand. "Fuck Gina! It's longer than both of my hands are wide! I can't wait to get it up my ass! Come help me!" she said, crawling onto the bed and handing Gina the lube. "Grease it up good, Baby. This is going to be better than your strapon!"

Dennis, now standing behind Margaret and admiring her pink, fresh asshole, took the lube and helped Gina massage the ointment into her sphincter, taking time to insert his finger and slide it in and out gently. Gina kissed him deeply, rubbing his shaft and said, "Fuck this bitch's ass Baby. Show her what that fucking cock of your can do," said Gina, as she returned to the other side of the bed. "Joey and I will be watching!"

Margaret looked over her shoulder and said, "Come on Dennis. Make me a happy, ass-fucked bitch. I want your cum in my bowels, so fuck me deep!"

Dennis used his hand to steady his flaring cockhead and pressed it against her asshole. 

"Oh, fuck yeah!" she yelled. "Take your time, but get it in there! I'm about to fucking explode!"

Dennis pressed his cockhead against her anal ring and was amazed that it slipped in easily. He slid two more inches in and Margaret began to moan. He was halfway in when she told him to stop. "Give me a minute," she said breathlessly. "I can't take it all at one time."

Catering to her wishes, Dennis looked at Gina and Joey. Joey was on his back and Gina was deepthroating him slowly. "Ready," said Margaret, and pushed here ass back to get more of Dennis' cock into her. This time he almost got it in all the way when she eased forward briefly. "Now Fucker! Let me have it! I want you balls deep in my ass!" she shouted, as she pushed her hips back to contact the front of his thighs.

Never had Dennis felt anything as hot and tight as the wonderful ass that held him at its mercy. "Fuck me slow," she said, gently rolling her hips from side to side, making sure not to let his cock slide out. "Let me get my groove on, Baby. I'm gonna rock your fucking world!"

She continued rotating her hips slowly, adding a forward and backward motion to her body, sliding about half his dick in and out of her ass. She spread her knees, giving herself more control of her ass, increasing the pressure on Dennis' cock. Suddenly she began wiggling her ass up and down, her cheeks wiggling sexily and slapping against Dennis' thighs. "That's my Nicki Minaj move. It's even hotter with a dick in my ass!"

Hearing Gina moan, they looked up to see her sliding down Joey's fat cock, her eyes closed and a sheen of sweat covering her body. "Come on Dennis, let's outfuck them! We're gonna come first! Fuck me hard!"

Dennis could hold back no longer. Margaret's ass jiggled with each thrust, and he suddenly slapped her left cheek wit a loud smack. Her complete surprise caused her to squeeze her ass together and give him even more pleasure. The red spot on her cheek was suddenly the center of his attention, and he smacked her again, this time a little harder.

"Oh, Goddamn that's hot. It makes my ass feel sexy. Again!!!!!" she screamed. 

Dennis complied, landing another smack on her left cheek, then one on her right. He could feel the heat from her ass as he grabbed her hips and held her tightly on his cock. He was reaching the point of no return, and wanted to fuck this ass for all he was worth. When he began stroking this time, it was with determination and purpose. 

"Take it, asslut. My cum's gonna drive into your guts! Think you can hold it?" he shouted as he fucked her deeply. The slapping of their pounding flesh was loud in the room, and Dennis could hold back no longer. He felt his climax in his toes, up the backs of his thighs, and finally out his spewing cock. He released a torrent of cum that seemed never to end. It began to dribble out around his shaft and the sight turned him on even more. There seemed to be no end to his passion.

Margaret was cresting her own wave and as she heard the slurping of Dennis' cum-slickend cock, she came violently. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Don't ever stop! Your dick was made for my ass! Fuck it Stud!"

Her shouts were erotic enough to get Dennis going again, and he picked up the pace of his thrusts. This time, he picked her up and fucked her with her knees clear of the bed. Margaret looked like a rag doll in his powerful grip and when he came this time, she was almost catatonic. Her hands slowly unclenched the sheet she had grabbed, and her body eased down on the bed.

As he pulled his cock from her sodden ass, Dennis looked up see Gina and Joey smiling at him. "Way to go Babe!" said Gina, leaning over to kiss him. 

Joey chimed in, "Yeah, what a fucking birthday!!!" 



A Night of Firsts



Prologue

"My life was never about control, but about being happy. I never thought that by giving up control to someone else, I could be happier than I ever imagined."

Chapter one

Having met him a few times I have started to feel that my control is his. We have discussed how our relationship is going to work. 

We are out in a bar talking, holding hands and stroking each other. His control over me tonight starts with the pressure he puts on my palm, which I feel directly in between my legs. I close my eyes and it feels like he's touching me there. Oh, how good it feels. He kneads his fingers into my palm. I squirm in my seat as he leans towards me and whispers "Cum for me NOW!" 

I immediately gasp for air as an orgasm takes over me. I cannot make a sound as the people behind will hear me. Oh my goodness.

As I come down from my orgasm. He strokes my hand, his touch is so soothing. " I have something to show you." He says. 

"What's that?" I ask.

"I have a bag of toys for us to use."

My imagination runs away with me. I'm not sure what he has, but I could guess.

Chapter two

We are sitting on my sofa in my lounge, talking about what we are about to do. He gets up and sits before me on the floor. He opens his bag and showcases what he has to use on me, with me. I'm taken aback as I view a collar, handcuffs, floggers, nipple clamps, paddles and the thing that holds my attention the most, a cane.

"What am I doing?" I ask myself silently. 

He holds the collar in his hands and places it around my throat. He fastens it, it's not tight, it feels comfortable and in fact it feels right. He tugs on it so I can feel the gentle squeeze on my throat. It feels so good. 

"What do you want to try first Slut?" He asks.

"The floggers and nipple clamps please Sir!" I breathlessly reply. 

"Turn around and kneel on the sofa!" He demands.

My bare bottom sticks out and I feel his hands caress my cheeks, my legs and my back. I then feel the suede tails of both floggers hit my bare skin. I jerk slightly but the pain feels good. The hits become harder in succession all over my legs, bottom and back. Excitement pools between my legs as he pauses for a minute between hits allowing the feelings I have to overwhelm me entirely.

He pulls on the collar and demands "Cum for me NOW!"

I scream as my orgasm washes over me. 

He drops the floggers to the floor and takes me in his arms and soothes me. I feel so comfortable and calm.

Chapter three

His tender touch has my excitement building up again. 

"Do you need to cum again?" He asks. I nod as I'm incapable of speech. "Not yet. Not until I tell you!" 

"Yes Sir. " I whisper.

He sits me up and slips the straps of my negligee down my arms to expose my breasts. He caresses them and takes hold of my nipples squeezing and pinching them. 

I throw my head back, it feels so damn good. "Fuck!" I whisper. He reaches for the clamps and puts one on each nipple. Mmmm the pinch is painful yet delicious. He places the chain that connects the two clamps between my teeth and I feel the pull. 

The buildup of my orgasm continues. I need to cum but I need permission. The sensation is fabulous. He removes the clamps quickly and picks up the cane. He trails the end of the cane over my face, down my neck, over my already tender nipples. Without warning he flicks the cane over my nipples. My breath hitches. I really do need to cum.

He commands me to turn and kneel again on the sofa, I obey him without question. Again my bare bottom is his to do with as he pleases. I hear the swish of the cane before it bites into my bare skin. I don't have time to protest the pain before he strikes again and again. The pain, which isn't really pain more pleasure, builds with each strike of the cane. My cheeks, the tops of the thighs and my back sting and warm with each one. I shake as I really do need to cum. I beg for release silently. 

Another strike, yet this time it's not the cane, I believe it to be one of the paddles. Over and over the paddle beats me, even between my legs against my wet throbbing pussy. 

"Please Sir?" I cry. 

He grabs the collar around my neck, forcing my head back so I look into his eyes. 

"CUM HARD FOR ME NOW SLUT!!" He orders.

The wave of pleasure releases and washes over me. I cum hard and long for him.

"Good girl!" He whispers.

Oh my god, it feels so good and yet so alien that I should get pleasure from what he is doing. 

Chapter four

He turns me into him and holds me as I come down from my orgasm. Stroking my face, my neck and my breasts. I feel so relaxed and at ease in his presence. 

"Did you enjoy that?" He asks.

Breathlessly I reply "Yes." 

"Yes what?" He asks.

"Yes Sir." I reply.

I feel so happy, sated and safe. I stroke his face and his neck and I can tell from his change in breathing that he enjoys it. I feel brave so I reach under his shirt and stroke his chest and stomach. His breath hitches as my touch lowers towards his growing cock. 

I lift his shirt completely and caress him with kisses, biting his nipples as I go. I shift my position so I'm kneeling between his legs. I undo his belt and trousers. He lifts himself so he can remove them for me. I kiss the end of his cock and flick my tongue over it before taking him into my mouth. 

He tastes so good. He starts to thrust into my mouth whilst holding onto the collar. It feels so good having him fuck my mouth. 

He pulls out and stands naked in front of me. He grabs my head and thrusts back into my mouth. He goes really deep. The pleasure I'm giving him only adds to the pleasure building again within me. He pulls out leans down to kiss me and says

"Get back on to the sofa kneeling!!'

Chapter five 

I quickly do as I'm told. Once again I'm open to him. His hand goes between my legs, he can feel my excitement for him. His thumb rubs my clit whilst his fingers of his other hand are thrust into my pussy. First one, then two and I'm flying too high to tell you if he puts any more in. I rock onto his hand to feel it deeper. 

"Cum again ...NOW!" He commands. 

My juices flow all over his hands. 

I beg to have him inside me as he teases my pussy with his hard cock. He reaches for a condom and when he's ready he thrusts deep into me. Oh fuck yes he feels so good. 

His thrusts push me into the back of the sofa, my head resting against the wall. I scream out in pleasure. I know he is close, just as I am. 

"CUM NOW SLUT!!" He shouts.

I explode all over his cock as I feel him release into me. 

My head rests on the back of the sofa as I catch my breath. I cannot believe how good I feel about everything that has just taken place. To give up control like that and obey his commands has me feeling happier than I thought possible. 

Chapter six

I move to sit next to him and he places his protective arm around me. I rest my head on chest. He strokes my face, neck, back and arms. I feel safe and so very happy. We talk about what has just happened and he asks how I'm feeling. 

"I feel wonderful thank you Sir. " I reply.

"Good girl!" He says.

I'm wrapped in pure pleasure as he continues with his touch. My breath is shallow. "CUM NOW!!" He commands in my ear.

"Oh fuck!!" I scream. 

I cum hard and fast. I haven't time to come down from it as he commands again. "AGAIN. HARD!!" 

Oh my god it feels so good. I've never felt anything as intense as this and how he makes me feel. 

"Sssshhh." He whispers as I whimper in his arms. His soothing voice and his gentle touch help bring my breathing back to normal. 

After a time of being in each others arms it's time for him to leave. I don't want him to. He lifts me up and lays my head on the sofa whilst he gets himself ready and packs the objects of my pleasure away. 

Chapter seven

As I watch him I feel lost and sad. I know he has to go and this is something I will have to get used to. Feeling like this doesn't take away my feelings from before.

I stand to see him out. He kisses me and I hold onto him. 

"Good night Slut sleep well." He says.

"Good night Sir and thank you." I reply.

"Until next time!" He says as he walks away.



A Night of Firsts



Anita lay naked on the bed, her body trembling with anticipation. Her small breasts heaved against her chest as she looked at him. Her eyes focused on his finger tips as they reached into the waistband of his black boxer briefs. A fairly significant bulge stuck out. She knew it was going to hurt. But she didn't care. She wanted to feel a cock inside her for the very first time. It was Alicia who suggested Bobby.

Bobby and Anita had known each other for about a year, they met through Alicia. She had introduced them at work. At the time, Bobby and Alicia were dating. They were an odd couple, polar opposites yet the attraction was undeniable.

The relationship between Anita and Bobby was just as curious. They constantly bickered and argued with each other. Bobby's best friend once said "If anyone had seen the way you two acted towards each other, there's no doubt they would consider it foreplay".

Of course he denied it, but deep down there was a sexual attraction between him and Anita. He looked down at her now, with her legs spread open up on the bed, eyes fixated on his cock. He crawled up on the bed, kissing her slowly as he repositioned himself on the bed. He gently kissed her breast, tasting her round nipple in his mouth. He listened as Anita moaned softly, almost whispering.


"Go slow", she said as she felt the head of his cock against her pussy lips. He pushed forward, feeling the resistance. Bobby saw a tear drop in her eye. He stopped pushing. "Don't stop, keep going", she whimpered. Bobby pushed forward again. She was incredibly tight around him as her hymen began stretching. Anita wrapped her arms around him.

Bobby was afraid of hurting her. Not only was this her first time, but she was very petite. Bobby didn't put all his weight down on her as he thrust slowly into her.

Anita kissed him, using her tongue in his mouth. He was almost all the way inside her. She clutched his body tightly against hers, as her body began to move with the rhythm of his. Anita gripped his skin in her fingers, yearning for his cock to be all the way inside her. She felt him pushing.

Finally, her hymen snapped and Bobby's body thrust forward. He pinned her against the bed, thrusting harder. She began whimpering. Anita felt his weight crash down on her with each thrust. She arched her back, kissing him desperately.

"Oh, Bobby." she called out, for the first time in a long time feeling like a woman. She raised her legs, rubbing the heel of her foot against the small of his back. His hands grabbed her head, pulling her closer to another long out drawn kiss. Anita felt his cock slipping in and out of her tight opening, and she loved every movement. It was such a new experience.

Everything she heard sex was going to be was so different then the emotions she was feeling now. Alicia had told her alot, but it didn't compare to the feeling of actually having a man's hard cock inside of her. 

She moaned again, feeling her body tense up. She had played with herself a few times, so she knew what an orgasm felt like. And she could feel it coming. But this was different. She felt so alive now as her orgasm hit like a freight train. Anita's body shook as she called out his name. Her pussy leaked out onto his cock as she came hard.

Listening to her whispers and moans was driving Bobby crazy. He looked down at her, realizing that he just fucked her for the first time. Anita would always remember Bobby now, as more then just her verbal sparring partner.

His cock was hard inside her, and about to cum.

He slipped his cock out from her pussy. Quickly, he grasped it with his hand and beat off, aiming at her flat belly. Anita watched as his cock erupting, shooting hot cum onto her stomach. She slipped her finger into the puddle and dabbed it. Cautiously, she took the finger in her mouth and licked it. She took another finger full of cum into her mouth as Bobby climbed off her, laying next to her in bed.

He whispered softly, watching her every movement. "How are you feeling?. He pulled her closer as she placed her head on his chest.

"It hurt a little, at first. But now it feels good to be this wide open", she kissed his chest. Her eyes were lit with excitement. He slid his fingers through her dark hair as he kissed her forehead.

Anita and Bobby laid in bed, basking in the moment. They closed their eyes for a moment, but that didn't last long. The door swung open and in walked Alicia. Anita immediately reached for the sheets that were bunched at the end of the bed to cover their naked bodies.

"No, need to cover up, Anita.", Alicia said as she grabbed the sheets away and tossed them to the floor.

"Get out! What are you doing here!", Anita screamed. She could feel Alicia's eyes scan her body.

"I told you he was a good lover. Didn't I?", she was grinning. Bobby and Alicia had remained friends after the break up. They hung out together, and despite dating other people there was still alot of sexual tension between them. They flirted and teased each other, but neither one of them made a move. Alicia was the best lover Bobby had ever been with.

There was something else that Alicia hinted at to Bobby, but never came out and said. She had often make jokes about being with other women to Bobby. In fact, he thought the reason she broke up with him was because she wanted to be with Anita.

The fact of the matter was Alicia was bi-curious. She had been with women before, and she was attracted to Anita. She had wanted to kiss her for a while, but Anita was way too straight laced for that.

She looked at her best friend and her ex boyfriend laying naked on the bed before her. Their bodies were both drenched with sweat.

The memories of Bobby and her desire for Anita hit her both at once. She crossed to the other side of the bed and pulled her shirt over her head as she climbed into bed. Her bare tits flopped out, she wasn't even wearing a bra.

Anita was stunned. Alicia was a little thicker then her but had a much better body. Anita's breasts were only a 36B. Alicia's were a 34DD. Anita was always jealous of her friend's natural breasts. This was the first time she had ever seen just how full they were.

Alicia nuzzled closer to Bobby, who with his free hand wrapped around her. He was suddenly surrounded by two topless beautiful women. Anita looked over at Bobby, then Alicia. She caught Anita's gaze and smiled back.

Alicia leaned in, kissing Bobby's neck quickly. He closed his eyes, feeling her tongue and lips on his skin. Not to be out done, Anita began kissing his shoulders. And Bobby? He sat there, feeling two sets of lips on his body.

"Kiss her," Alicia whispered. Bobby turned his head to Anita, leaned in and kissed her deeply. Alicia watching in silence as Bobby's hands grasped Anita's breasts. She looked down at his cock, hardening between his legs. She took her hands and trailed them down his belly and playfully tugged on his cock. Alicia gestured to Anita, pointing down at his cock and nodding her head. Anita smiled and rolled over on top of Bobby. She reached in between their bodies and smiled. Alicia watched as Bobby disappeared into Anita's opening. She kissed Bobby deeply, sucking his tongue into her mouth.

Bobby watched as Anita bounced on his cock, her smallish breasts bouncing with each thrust. He tasted Alicia's tongue slipping into his mouth. Alicia reached for Bobby's hand, guiding it to her breasts. He squeezed her flesh in his hands, grabbing and cupping her breasts tightly.

Alicia swatted his hands away from her breasts and slid slowly behind Anita, helping her bounce a little faster on Bobby's cock. She pressed her breasts again Anita's back, her hands grasping her friend's hips. Anita moaned as her body began to get used to his cock inside her again.

Anita felt Alicia's breath on her neck and Bobby's hands on her body. She turned her head to the side to see her friend. Alicia began kissing the back of Anita's neck. Anita closed her eyes, feeling Alicia's round breasts pressed against her back and her warm tongue on her skin

Alicia caught Anita's eyes, staring into them. Bobby slowed down his pace as he watched them kissing for the first time. Anita opened her mouth to accept Alicia's tongue. Anita couldn't concentrate on both activities at once. She leaned into Alicia's arms as she got pulled off of Bobby's cock.

She collapsed on top of Alicia, her hands grabbing and squeezing Alicia's breasts together. Alicia pushed Anita's body back and forth, grinding their pussies together. They moaned as their bodies pressed together, the bed squeaking against the wall.

"You want to taste her pussy, don't you Alicia?", Bobby asked from against the bed post, staring at their bodies.

Breaking away from the kiss, Alicia said "I've wanted to eat her for over a year now". Anita rolled onto her back, pulling Alicia on top of her without saying a word. Alicia began trailing kisses down Anita's neck to her breasts, licking her soft nipples. Anita whimpered as she closed her eyes, feeling Alicia's tongue sliding across her small breasts.

Alicia took Anita's breast into her mouth, gently nibbling on her nipple. She looked up and savored the look on Anita's face. Reluctantly, Alicia moved away from the breast, kissing lower. She knew something better awaited her between Anita's legs. She settled between her legs, licking Anita's pussy quickly. A loud moan escaped her lips as her eyes shot open. She gazed down at the back of Alicia's head, moving from side to side. Alicia opened her mouth, slipping her tongue inside Anita's warm pussy.

"Oh God, lick me", she moaned. Anita raised her hips with each swipe of Alicia's tongue to her clit. "It feels so good", she continued.

Alicia didn't respond. She had a mouth full of pussy.

Bobby's cock was hard as he ever remember it being from watching them kiss and lick each other. He wasn't done fucking Anita when Alicia pulled her off of him. And after watching this in front of him, he was even more ready to go. Bobby watched as Alicia's mouth covered Anita's pussy. She glanced up and put some distance between her face and Anita so both could watch her tongue slipping in and out of Anita's opening. Alicia's hips raised and lowered from the bed as her mouth worked on Anita's pussy. Anita began crying out Alicia's name, whimpering as she began humping her face.

"Mmmm, you like that, don't you? You like my tongue inside your wet little pussy, don't you Anita?", Alicia whispered from between her 

legs. Alicia licked some of Anita's cum off her lips.

"Yes. Don't stop. Lick me down there", Anita whimpered.

"Down where? Say it, Anita. Tell us where you want to be licked!", Alicia demanded. She sat up, licking her lips and still tasting her juices.

"Lick my....my.... pus...... pussy. Lick my pussy, Anita. Make me cum for you", she said. Alicia returned her mouth to Anita's pussy. Bobby watched as Alicia's body gyrated off the bed.

He couldn't take it anymore. He slipped behind Alicia, gripping her waist with his arms. He watched as she sucked Anita's pussy. Bobby began rubbing his cock against Alicia's back. She paused from her activities with Anita, looking over her shoulder.

"Are you going to fuck me while I eat her pussy? I could go for some hard cock inside me". She grinned as she returned her attention to Anita.

"I miss being inside you. " he said as he slipped his cock in between her legs and thrust forward. Alicia whimpered as he entered her.

Bobby began pounding into her from behind, his balls slapping against her with each hard thrust. He was fucking her alot harder then he was with Anita.

Anita grabbed Alicia's hair, shoving her face closer to her pussy. "I'm going to cum on your face", she screamed as her pussy gushed her juices.

Alicia raised her ass, allowing for more exploring by Bobby's cock. Anita crawled over to Alicia, kissing her deeply, tasting her own cum in her best friend's mouth. Now it was Bobby's turn. Anita crawled over Alicia to kiss Bobby, sliding her cum stained tongue into his mouth.

Bobby gripped Alicia's full tits as he fucked her from behind, the bed slamming against the wall now as he was getting violent with his thrusts. Alicia screamed in pleasure. Anita crawled back in front, sucking on Alicia's tits and Bobby's fingers.

"Oh! I'm cumming. I'm going to cum so fucking hard. Keep your cock inside me!" Now it was Alicia's turn to cum. Her body shook with an eruption as her pussy came around Bobby's cock.

Alicia pushed Bobby backward off her as she collapsed on the bed. She looked at him.

"I want you to cum on Anita for me, Bobby. Jerk him off, Anita. Rub his cock. Look how hard it is. Put it in your mouth if you want. Suck him. Just make sure that he cums on your tits. I wanna kiss your body and taste Bobby off you. Come on, baby. Do it for me?", Alicia whispered as she recovered. She sat up and leaned against the bed post.

Anita looked into Alicia's eyes and remembered the orgasm she gave her. Quickly she crawled in front of Bobby, whose cock was still rock hard. She rubbed her finger tips up and down his shaft. Anita was on her hands and knees. She decieded she wanted to taste it. It was a night of firsts for her. It was her first time having sex, her first time with a woman, she wanted everything. She took Bobby's cock in her mouth slowly, adjusting to the taste of him. Anita was sure she could taste a little bit of Alicia on him. She didn't mind at all. Her mouth wrapped around his dick.

Bobby began playing with her hair, sliding it out of her face so he can watch her suck his cock. It didn't take long for him to start grunting.

"Lay down, Anita. He's about to cum", Alicia said. Bobby nodded his head. Anita laid on the bed, her legs open wide towards Bobby. Alicia began kissing Anita as Bobby knelt between her legs, aiming the head of her cock at her belly and breasts. She felt the hotness of his cum as it splattered against her skin as she tasted Alicia's tongue in her mouth.

Bobby's body tensed as his cock spurted cum all over Anita. Quickly, Alicia crawled to her, kissing her breasts and belly and tasting his cum off her body. Meanwhile, Bobby kissed Anita again deeply, sucking her tongue into his mouth.

After every drop of cum was licked off Anita, they sandwiched Bobby in bed and all drifted off to sleep.



A Night of Firsts



It is Sunday morning I am laying here in bed touching myself, aroused thinking about what had happened. Let me tell you the story. Last Friday evening, I was sitting alone at home wondering what the weekend would bring. It had been incredibly boring lately and I wished for a little excitement to invade my life. The telephone rang in the other room, probably another telemarketer I thought, it was suppertime after all. 

I picked up the phone trying not to be rude, “Hello.”

“Hi. What’s your problem?”

“I was expecting another phone solicitation for a free siding estimate. Sorry. What’s going on?”

“I was sitting here reading your story and enjoying it very much.”

“Really, which story is that?”

“The one about your first time.”

“Oh, you like it huh,” I laughed. “What exactly did you like about it?”

“I think the fact that it was about me. Why are you laughing, it was about me wasn’t it?”

“Maybe.”

“You always told me I was your first,” you whispered in your little girl voice.

“Maybe I lied.”

“You can be such a jerk sometimes. Here I am reading your story, getting all wet and wanting to play with myself and then you tell me you lied.”

I sensed a little anger in her voice and was surprised at what she said. She never talks that way to me. If I even laughingly say I need to get laid she acts like she is pissed. Maybe it really was a good story. 

“I just love to tease you, you know that?”

Her tone change noticeably to one of almost pleading, “Want to do something tonight?”

“Sure. What did you have in mind?”

“I was thinking of something special and kind of wanted to surprise you. I can come and pick you up. Can you be ready in a hour?”

“Yeah, that will give me time to take a shower. See you then.”

As I was getting undressed to take a shower I was wondering what she had in mind. She was always a little reserved in public and would get angry with me if I told her I thought she looked good. “You’re drunk,” she’d say, which always pissed me off a little. I don’t have to be drunk to tell her I think she still looks hot. I am not saying it because I think it will get me in her pants, I say it because it’s true. It has been a long time since we have had sex, years as a matter of fact, but I still remember how hot she was in bed and often get hard just thinking about it. 

She really was my first and the memory of that time is still fresh in my mind even after almost 32 years. There is a song, “Lady in Red” or something like that, I can never remember the title, which always makes me think of that first time with her. The memory is an amazing thing and I think it is important to relive those memories as often as possible, so they stay fresh in my mind. Besides what better thing to think about anyway then a good fuck? Thinking of it now was making me hard. As I started stroking my cock, remembering the taste of her pussy, I glance at the clock and saw almost a half hour had slipped by. I better get hopping unlike most women she is always early. 

A quick dash to the front door to leave it unlock, in case I am not ready when she arrives and I jump in the shower. I like taking a shower. I like the feel of the hot water on my body. Actually I just like the feel of my body. I think it is left over from all those years I worked construction. I really enjoy the outdoors and always liked the feel of the sun on my bare back. I am still in pretty good shape “for an older man,” or so they tell me. I hate that phrase. I noticed I have put on a few pounds over the years, but I still have a 32” waist, which isn’t too bad. 

I have always liked to masturbate, I do it quite often, and the shower has always been my favorite place. When I am washing I will soap my bare hands up and pay special attention to my cock, twirling my soapy hand over the head. Being uncircumcised the head of my cock is especially sensitive. This sends shivers all over my body. If I am really horny, I will get my finger well lathered up and stick it up my ass. When I do this I often wish I could suck myself and imagine doing it. This makes my orgasms especially intense. I had my eyes closed and was daydreaming, letting the hot water wash over my back, stroking myself, enjoying the pleasure, when I heard a sigh. I looked up and nearly jumped out of my skin. She was standing there watching me. 

“Having fun?” she laughed in a seductive voice. 

“You scared the shit out me!”

She laughed again and asked, “Need some help?”

For some reason I was terribly embarrassed, probably because I was so surprised. I turned my back to her and tried to conceal my erection. Smiling, she reached in and patted my ass.

“Hurry up and get out, it’s time to go. And by the way, nice ass.”

As she turned to walk out of the bathroom I noticed she was wearing a short skirt and blouse, which I was not used to seeing her in. She usually wore pants of some sort. She closed the door quietly behind her leaving me wondering what was going on. I finished rinsing off, my erection quickly going down and toweled myself off. I didn’t bring any clothes into the bathroom with me, I never do, living alone and all, what’s the point? I hate a wet towel on the bed, so I hung it up and walked out naked, hoping she wasn’t looking. I could see her there in the living room reading and she never even glanced up as I walked by. I had laid my clothes out before I went in to take a shower and dressed in a hurry. Pulling a sweater over my head and slipping on a pair of tight jeans, I admired my ass in the mirror. Maybe I still do have a nice ass. I was starting to get aroused again and needed to hurry up. No time for that now. I came out of the bedroom adjusting my cock in my pants, thinking she was still reading and there she was smiling at me. 

She stared at my crotch, a strange smile on her face, and said, “Are you all adjusted and ready to go?” 

“Ready,” I said trying to hide my embarrassment.

I couldn’t help wondering what had come over her this was so unlike her. She stood up and headed for the door, not even waiting for me. As we walked to her car, she didn’t say a word just opened her door and got in. I got in the other side, sat down and looked at her. 

“Where are we going? Any place exciting?”

“There is a new place I discovered and wondered if you wanted to go there?”

“Sure. What’s it called?” 

“I don’t really remember the name, just where it is,” she said, smiling in a curious way. 

What’s with all the mystery? She sure was acting strange this evening. I decided to just go along for the ride and sat back and listened to the music. It was a short drive to the bar and we hardly said anything, just small talk. The bar was not a very impressive place, I didn’t even notice the name, kind of sleazy actually, but if she wanted to go here what could I say. She parked the car and got out waiting for me to join her before we went in. The bouncer stopped us at the door, there was a small cover for some band I had never heard of. As I pulled out some money she strode into the club not even waiting to see if I paid. The club was dimly lit and I struggled to see where she went. She usually had to sit up close to the band but tonight she chose a table in the back. 

“This is really not like you, sitting in the back like this.”

“It is better back here easier to talk and not quite so smoky.” 

I sat down next to her still wondering what she was up to sitting back here as if she did want to be noticed and asked, “What are you drinking?”

“Whatever you are drinking.”

I couldn’t hide the question in my voice, “You want Jack on the rocks?” 

“Sure, why not?”

“Oh, I don’t know, I don’t think I have ever seen you drink straight liquor before.”

She smiled, pursed her lips in a kiss and said, “Tonight’s going to be a night of firsts for both of us.”

“Really?”

I noticed her looking around the bar as if she were looking for someone. I followed her eyes, noticing that there were mostly men in the bar, which is not unusual I guess in a bar like this. To me it seemed like a bunch of guys looking to get laid, but in my mind this was not the type of place I would go to get laid. If I were a woman I would avoid a place like this, unless I was a slut. As a matter of fact there were only two women in the place, my date and a waitress. 

Suddenly she was waving and yelling to someone across the bar. 

“Who is that?”

“A friend of mine from work, Rob. Do you mind if he joins us?” 

Getting more confused by the minute I mumbled, “I guess not.”

As he walked over I noticed he was about forty, quite a bit younger than us, and was pretty good looking. He wore a dress shirt, jeans and I couldn’t help but to notice from the bulge in the front of his pants that he appeared to be quite endowed. As I glanced at my date she was staring right at me watching me look at his cock. She licked her lips with her tongue and smiled at me. 

“I think you are going to like my friend.” 

He sat down at the table next to her, leaned over, kissed her on the cheek and said, “What a pleasant surprise to see you here.” 

She smiled that smile again, leaned her head toward me and said, “Say hello to my friend.” 

He offered his hand looking me over and I shook it. He had a strong grip and I could see he worked out regularly. He was rather handsome and had an engaging smile. I am not gay, not even bi-curious, and am not normally attracted to men, but there was something about him that sent a tingle through me. I noticed she seemed to be watching us with a great deal of interest. As I had been thinking all evening, there was something funny going on here, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. 

The waitress brought our drinks and a beer for him. After a little small talk the band began to play and we all settled back to listen. Rob was leaning in close and stroking her back as they talked. I was about to say something about her being my date when she reach over and placed her hand on my thigh, squeezed and winked at me. I could see her other hand was under the table and had to be on his thigh. This whole situation was beginning to make me uncomfortable and I think she must have noticed. 

“It is too smoky in here, lets go some place else.”

Rob never said a word, just stood up and reached for her hand. She took mine and pulled me along as we headed for the door. Outside she placed her mouth next to Rob’s ear and whispered something. He grinned and nodded. 

“Rob left his car at home and came here with a friend so we are all going to ride together, if that’s OK with you?”

I tried not to sound irritated, “Sure why not?”

I wondered why I didn’t see Rob say anything to anyone as we were leaving. Where was his friend? This date was not turning out like expected. I had hoped to get her a little drunk and maybe get lucky for a change, but she hardly even touched her drink at the bar. Why was I kidding myself, I hadn’t got lucky with her for years and shouldn’t think tonight would be any different. Anyway all that all seemed to be out of the realm of possibility now that her friend was tagging along, especially since they seemed to be so friendly. I climbed into the back seat, letting him sit in front. 

As she drove out of the parking lot, she looked over the seat at me and said, “Do you care if we go to Rob’s?”

“No, anyplace is better than that bar,” I said half laughing, trying not to sound as uncomfortable as I felt.

Rob looked back, but didn’t say anything, just smiled. It was only about twenty minutes to his place and though they seemed to be chatting away, I was quiet lost in my own thoughts. Rob lived in an older neighborhood in a small house. From what I could tell it was well maintained and the yard looked freshly mowed. I thought at least he takes care of his place as she parked in the driveway and we climbed out. 

Rob went ahead and opened the front door holding it open for both of us.

“Welcome to my humble abode.”

I was surprised by the decor it was very tastefully decorated and not what I had expected. He had some contemporary artwork on the walls and nice leather furniture. The living room had hard wood floors with a large oriental rug in the center. 

“Nice place,” I said sitting down on the couch. “I’m impressed.”

“Thanks, make yourself at home. Want anything to drink?”

“I hate to change in mid stream, do you have any Jack?”

“You drink it on the rocks as I remember. One for each of you?” he said over his shoulder as he headed for the kitchen not really waiting for an answer.

My friend walked down the hall to the restroom as if she had been there before, stopping at the stereo to turn on some music. The sounds of Robert Cray soon filled the room and I was beginning to feel a little more at ease. When she returned she sat next to me on the couch her skirt riding up revealing her thighs. She had great legs and I always enjoyed looking at them as well as feeling them when we used to have sex. She let her leg touch mine and placed her hand on my thigh again giving it another squeeze. I was about to say something when Rob returned from the kitchen setting the drinks down on the glass top coffee table and sat next to her.

“Nice choice of music. Everyone comfortable?”

I only nodded as my friend reached out and placed her hand on Rob’s thigh saying, “I am, but could you dim the lights a little?”

Rob reached over and took a remote off the end table and dimmed the lights. 

“Nice touch. You have a great place here,” I said.

He smiled, “I am glad you like it.”

“I love your house it is so romantic. Everything about it turns me on.” 

As she said this she slid her hand up both of our thighs at the same time and rested her hand on our cocks. 

“I have been thinking about this for a long time and really want to get it on with both of you.” 

I was shocked. I never knew she even had thoughts like this. She was always so jealous when we dated and had an absolute fit one time when I said I had fantasized about a threesome with her and another women. I still remember her words very distinctly as she marched out the door, “You’re sick!” It was a long time before she even talked to me again. 

“Are you shocked?”

“Yeah, a little. Actually a lot more than a little considering how you reacted when I mentioned a threesome with another woman.”

“Well, I told you this was going to be a night of firsts.”

Rob only looked at me, not saying a word and placed his hand on her breast kissing her neck. She took my hand and slipped it up under her skirt. You can imagine my shock when I touched her pussy, she was not wearing panties and she was already incredibly wet. Her hand was rubbing my cock as she spread her legs to let me access her and her other hand was busy playing with Rob’s cock. I saw her pull his mouth to hers and watched her tongue enter his mouth in a deep French kiss. I was still mystified as to how this was happening but decided not to think about it and to just go with the flow. 

Rob’s hands were busy unbuttoning her blouse as he explored her mouth with his tongue. She took my hand and pressed it against her pussy and pushed my finger in along with her own. I could hear her moaning and bent down to suck her now exposed breast teasing her nipple as I continued to finger her. Rob released her mouth and started sucking her other breast. At first I was uncomfortable with him being so close especially when our cheeks rubbed together as we each enjoyed her breasts, but was soon lost in the moment and never gave it another thought. 

“I want to see both your cocks. Take off your pants.”

I reluctantly left her pussy and nipple to undue my pants. I slid them down and off of my legs leaving me only in my underwear. She slipped out of her blouse and removed her bra arching her ass off of the couch to remove her skirt. Rob stood up to take off his pants and removed them and his underwear in one quick movement freeing his now erect cock. I couldn’t help but to stare at his penis. It was larger than mine and appeared to be at least eight inches. The head was engorged and almost a purple color and I could see the veins running down his shaft. I had seen a lot of cocks in my day from being in the school locker room as a teenager and now at the gym but never this close or this erect. I had to admit it was quite a specimen. 

“Aren’t you going to take off your underwear?” she said reaching for Rob’s cock, which she eagerly put in her mouth. 

As she began to suck him I could feel myself getting harder and watched in fascination. I had never been in a situation where I watched a woman suck another guy’s cock. As she was busy sucking his swollen member deep in her mouth, I stood and took my underwear off. I could not take my eyes off Rob’s cock as it went in and out of her mouth. I must have been in a trance because before I knew it she had pulled me over to her and was trying to put both our cocks in her mouth at the same time. My naked body was touching Rob’s and much to my surprise I never felt at all self-conscious. As she licked and sucked us both Rob moved his hand behind me to make it easier for her to take us both between her lips. I moved over felt his hand on my back and felt my cock pressed against his. Maybe it was the excitement of the moment or just a sub-conscious desire I never knew existed, but I kind of liked the feel of him against me. 

“I need one of you in my pussy,” she moaned into our cocks, “but first somebody please eat me.”

Rob patted me on the ass and said, “You go first.”

I pulled my cock from her mouth feeling it rub along Rob’s length and knelt between her legs. Her pussy was dripping wet and I eagerly began to eat her. What a sensation to be eating her pussy while she was sucking Rob. I spread her legs and began to run my tongue up her pussy lips letting it dip inside of her. I have always loved the taste of her and was quickly lapping her juices and teasing her clit with my tongue. I could hear her moaning as she continued to slurp on Rob’s cock. 

“Fuck me!”

I worked my way up her body with my mouth and pushed my cock into her wet pussy. As I did so I was face to face with her mouth and Rob’s cock which she continued to suck with earnest. I had never been so close to another man’s penis and I could smell it, finding this new sensation adding to my already heightened arousal. As I started to pump into her she grabbed my hair and pulled me to her mouth. Her lips were still around Rob’s cock as she tried to push them against mine. Without even thinking my lips were touching his cock as it slid in and out of her mouth. I felt the hardness, the veins under the skin and let my tongue trail along it. She pulled back releasing Rob’s cock from her mouth and he slid it into mine. 

The taste and feel was incredible and before I knew it I was sucking him with a desire from deep inside of me. I tried to match my thrusts in her pussy with his thrusts in my mouth. I could not believe I was doing this. I had never even had the thought of sucking another man before but found I was enjoying it very much. It was far more pleasurable than I had ever imagined. His cock was so hard and yet so soft in my mouth. I let my lips slide down his shaft caressing the large vein on the underside with my tongue and then pulled back slowly letting it slip out of my mouth until my lips locked around his head. I twirled my tongue around the head feeling his opening and then back down again. 

“Oh God, watching you suck him is driving me absolutely wild. I have dreamed about this moment for years. Suck him! Fuck me! I want you to cum inside of me while Rob cums in your mouth.”

Her words pushed me over the edge and I could feel my balls begin to contract pushing my cum to the surface. I began to suck Rob long and hard wanting nothing more than to taste his cum in my mouth. I could feel his cock pulsating in my mouth as her pussy clenched down on my cock. 




A Night of Firsts



“Oh, fuck I am cumming,” she screamed out as her hips began to buck against me. 

My cock exploded inside her filling her with my cum as Rob rammed his cock deep in my mouth. His orgasm was so intense his cum shot deep in my throat almost chocking me. I swallowed as fast and as much as I could savoring the hot salty taste. There was so much it began leaking out of my mouth and she eagerly started to lap it up with her tongue. When I knew he had shot his last I pulled my mouth off his cock and kissed her letting her mouth fill with the cum still in mine. She licked my mouth clean and then eagerly sucked the rest from Rob’s cock. 

As she was sucking his cock, I did another thing I had never done before. I slid down and began to eat her tasting my own cum as it dripped from her pussy. Her body convulsed from the pleasure and she had another smaller orgasm. As if I could feel any more pleasure I felt a warm mouth engulf my softening cock and realized Rob was sucking me, licking both her and my cum into his mouth. I lay back on the rug enjoying the tongue bath from Rob. The sensation was heightened by the fact it was man doing the sucking. 

I looked over at her and saw she was intently watching Rob suck me and was rubbing her clit as she watched. Rob having licked me clean soon abandoned my cock in favor of her pussy. He knelt up, pushed his face between her legs and began to lick what was left of my cum as it ran out and down her leg. I watched in fascination as she moaned with pleasure from his tongue, still rubbing her clit as he did so. I could see Rob’s cock hardening with his desire. I looked at him, at his cock and had an uncontrollable desire to put it in my mouth. I really wanted to suck him again to have him cum in my mouth. 

My mind was reeling. The pleasure I had just experienced was incredible, yet how had it happened? How could I possibly want to do it again? I couldn’t blame it on being drunk I was stone cold sober. I had just sucked a man’s cock swallowing his cum and enjoyed every minute of it. I couldn’t believe it. Before tonight I had never even considered such a thing and now lay here having done it and wanting to do it again. Was I gay? Not the way I enjoyed pussy. Was it some deep-seated sub-conscious desire I had been repressing? No, I do not believe so. Was it an unfilled fantasy of mine? Definitely not. I lay there with my eyes closed racking my mind for some kind of explanation, something that made sense to me.        I must have dosed off and was startled awake to feel someone licking my cock. I rose up on my elbows and looked down to see both Rob and my friend licking me. She took my cock in her mouth and sucked it and then pushed it out with her tongue into Rob’s awaiting mouth. They both had there own unique way of sucking and soon I was growing hard again. My friend left Rob to suck me and came up next to me and kissed me. 

“Watching you suck him and swallow his cum was the most erotic and sexually exciting thing I have ever experienced. I have never cum so hard in all my life. Did you enjoy sucking him?”

I didn’t say anything. I didn’t know what to say. Should I tell her the truth that it was absolutely incredible? What would she think? I had never seen her like this before. It was a whole new side I never knew existed. She obviously enjoyed watching it and had planned the whole thing. She must have acted so strange because she was nervous as to how I would react. 

“You don’t have to answer me,” she whisper kissing me, “I think I already know.”

She kissed me deep and passionately searching the inside of my mouth, running her hand across my chest. The sensation of kissing her and having Rob suck me at the same time was driving me crazy and making me harder by the second. 

“There is something else I would like you to do for me. Another first for both of us. Nobody has ever eaten my pussy the way you do. You’re the absolute best. Can I sit on your face while you eat me and watch Rob sucking you?”

I didn’t say anything, just nodded my head yes. She kissed me, smiled, turned around and straddled my face, lowering her pussy down to my awaiting mouth. She sat up with her hands resting on my chest so she could watch my cock slide in and out of Rob’s mouth. I began to lick her softly caressing her wet pussy with my tongue. It was so weird and yet so arousing. It felt like a 69 but it was another person, a man, sucking me instead of her. I lifted my hands above my head and began to caress her ass cheeks as I buried my tongue deep inside her. I inhaled deeply enjoying her scent. It had been so long since I had really eaten her, really relished her pussy. I wanted nothing more than to give her pleasure.

I lifted her ass so my tongue could go slip back to rim her asshole. She moaned in pleasure moving her hips back and forth so my tongue went from one hole to the other. I could tell she was getting close. Rob was sucking me taking me deep in his throat. His tongue explored my shaft and head with each stroke. I could tell he had done this before. His mouth was so warm and wet. He was bringing me close to cumming again. Her hips began to thrust faster on my face, pushing down onto my mouth. 

Her voice was hardy recognizable as she almost panted the words, “This is so fucking exciting. I want you to cum in Rob’s mouth while I cum in yours.” 

I licked her harder and faster wanting to taste her, to have her flood my mouth with her juices. Rob began to suck me as fast and as deep as he could, aroused by her words wanting my orgasm to match hers. 

She moaned a deep guttural moan as if it originated all the way down in her pussy, “I am going to cum, cum with me.” 

I instantly exploded in Rob’s mouth with an orgasm I swear was more intense than the last. As she watched Rob swallowing my cum she stopped moving and pressed her pussy on my mouth. It was as if a floodgate had been opened. She literally poured cum into my mouth and I had to gulp it down. I had never know her to cum so hard. I licked and sucked and drank as I continued to fill Rob’s mouth. Never had I know such pleasure. Never had I imagined something so incredible. I seemed like our orgasms went on forever. I never wanted it to end. As Rob sucked the last drop of cum from my softening cock he moaned in pleasure. He raised up and leaned forward and kissed her sharing my cum with her as I continued to lick her pussy afraid I might miss a drop of her fluid.  

She turned around lifted her pussy from my face and said, “Fuck me.”

Rob crawled up my body straddled my head with his legs and rammed his dripping cock deep in her pussy. There it was right above my face sliding in and out of her. I licked his cock as he pounded her pussy. He was so aroused from eating me that he came after only a few strokes. She shook with another orgasm as she felt him cumming inside of her. I lick his balls hoping to increase his pleasure. As his cock pumped in and out he pulled his cum out onto my tongue and I licked it greedily. I reached up and pushed his hips back and took his cock in my mouth as it slid from her pussy. I used my hand to milk it and sucked the last remaining drops. The taste of him and her together was exquisite. She lifted her hips up and watched me between her legs eagerly suck her cum from Rob’s cock as I enjoyed the remainder of his cum. 

All three of us fell in a heap of naked bodies, completely spent from our fuck fest. 

“Oh, god, that was absolutely incredible. Thanks fellows,” she purred sexily. “I don’t think I have ever had such amazing or more intense orgasms. 

“My pleasure,” Rob and I said simultaneously. 

We all laughed together. We sat up and I took a drink of my Jack, now watered down from the melted ice. It wasn’t as if I wanted to wash my mouth out, the mixed taste of their combined cum still lingered in my mouth, just that I was so thirsty from so much sex. We all three sat there naked not saying anything. 

“As much as I hate to say it I think it is time for us to leave,” I said reluctantly. 

“I hate to see you go, but understand. Maybe we can get together another time, if you want.” 

“Thanks. It was a real pleasure. A first I wont soon forget.” 

As we got dressed my mind was again spinning with all kinds of thoughts but I pushed them aside to analyze later. She kissed Rob and I shook his hand as we headed for the door. I took her arm and guided her to the car. 

“Want me to drive, you look awful tired.”

“That would be great, I am a little spent,” she laughed squeezing my arm. 

I walked her around and opened her door for her. She leaned up and kissed me and gave me a big hug. I smiled as I walked behind the car. I got in started the car and headed for my place. We were both quiet on the ride home neither of us saying much of anything lost in our own thoughts. 

As I pulled up in front of my house she looked out through the windshield not looking at me and said, “You are not mad at me are you?”

“Why would I be mad at you?”

“You have been so quiet on the ride home,” she said staring ahead. 

“I guess I have a lot to think about. There were a lot more firsts tonight than I had ever anticipated. Want to come in and spend the night? We can talk about it in bed”

“I’d love too.” 

I got out opened her door and walked her up to the house. As I opened my front door for her I put my arm around her and pulled her close. She put her arm around me and sighed. Closing the door behind us I kissed her long and deep and lead her to the bedroom. We got undressed and got in bed. She snuggled up next to me and kissed me on the cheek.

“Tell me what you are thinking.” 

“I am not gay you know.”

“I know that. I never thought you were. I have been thinking about this fantasy for the longest time. Watching you suck him was the most erotic thing I have ever experienced. I knew I wanted to experience it, but I knew there was no one I would ever feel comfortable doing it with but you.”

“Why is that?”

“Because I knew you would do it and not be angry at me afterwards. I was right wasn’t I?”

I didn’t say anything at first, just hugged her close and thought about what had happened. She was right it truly was one of the most erotic experiences I had ever had. I couldn’t believe how aroused I had gotten or how intense my orgasms had been. Before today I had never thought it would be possible to have so much pleasure from sucking another man. Not only had I sucked him but I had also swallowed his cum. Just thinking about it had me aroused again. I took her hand and placed it on my hardening cock.

“That answer your question?”

“Mmmmm, yes. Mind if I suck it?

“Help yourself.”

“Think you might like to try it again?”

“Maybe.”



A Night of Firsts



We had been building up to this for many months. She was the gorgeous account manager, I was the admiring customer. She had captivated me from the first moment we met, and countless texts, emails and phone calls later, I knew she was someone very special. Innocent on the outside, something much more intriguing on the inside.

After a fabulous dinner, followed by a few drinks in one of those hidden bars that only the locals know in my town, she boldly told me it was high time I delivered one of my massages I had told her so much about. In one of our conversations previously I had discovered that she had never had a proper massage and I had told her it was a must for every girl. Without further debate, she was leading me by the hand back to her hotel room.

Waiting in the bathroom, as she had requested, I tried to calm my nerves. I had hoped for this moment for a long time now. "I'm ready" she called. I took a deep breath and stepped back into the room.

She lay on her hotel bed before me, a white towel covering her back and bum just as I had instructed her to do. Her amazingly long legs stretched down the bed, her face hidden by her a mass of gorgeous brown hair. I caught my breath for a moment, I nearly had to pinch myself to check I wasn't dreaming.

With me I carried the massage oil that she had so thoughtfully packed in her toiletries. As I started to climb on to the bed, she murmured, "I think you are wearing far too much clothing to be my masseur tonight", and giggled to herself. "What do you think would be more appropriate" I asked, to which she replied, "Your underwear, nothing more, nothing less"..

Without hesitation I stripped down to my trunks, throwing my clothes all over the floor. She turned to look at me and her sparkling brown eyes and big grin told me she was already enjoying herself. I clambered on to the bed, pulled her towel gently down her back until it covered her bum and legs, and then straddled her hips, sitting on her backside. She giggled again and gave a deep sigh.

I poured a little massage oil into my palm and rubbed it to warm it up. A few drops escaped my palm and landed on her back, making her squeal and wriggle underneath me. "It's cold!" she exclaimed. I smiled to myself and leaned forward and started slowly sliding my hands up her gorgeous smooth back. My hands worked their way up her spine, gently but firmly working the oil on to her back, before parting at her shoulders and sliding slowly down her sides. I continued that nearly circular motion for a few minutes, revelling in the feeling of finally touching this goddess that I had admired for so many months.

She sighed another contented sigh, signalling she had completely relaxed. I moved on to the next part of her massage. Starting at the base of her gorgeous back, I worked my thumbs into the muscles around her spine and slowly worked them all the way up her back to the nape of her slender neck, my fingers gently caressing the skin either side of her spine while I did. With a flourish my hands slid down her back again, to start the whole movement again. I wondered if she could feel the hardness beginning to form in my trunks, pressing into her bum while I worked.

Deciding I didn't want to get too carried away too soon, I shifted so that I was kneeling beside her. I worked my fingers out from her spine to her side, again gently but firmly working her muscles until she was completely relaxed. This was quickly followed by firm circular palm presses that worked their way up and down her back, a divine feeling that I loved receiving myself. Sure enough my work was rewarded with a groan from under that mass of hair, and a comment on how heavenly it felt.

With her left side complete, I switched sides again and gave her right side the same attention. That was quickly followed by some gentle karate style chops to her back to get the blood flowing. With that done, I straddled her again, this time as much so I could press my aroused self against her as anything I needed to do in the massage. I was sure she could feel my hardness now.

I returned to lots of long gentle strokes up her spine and down her sides. More gentle this time, but with very warm hands slick with oil. I leaned forward and pressed in harder so she could really feel my big soft hands on her and also so I could tease her a little. I gently breathed against her neck and ears as I worked her back, before placing a gentle kiss first on her shoulder, and then more daringly against the nape of her neck. This elicited another long groan from her, and she arched and pressed her bum up against me encouraging me to continue with lots of kisses to her neck. She was clearly enjoying this as much as I was.

I chuckled and moved off her. I slid the towel back up her back, so now it covered her back and bum. Cheekily I slipped it a little higher than I perhaps should of, so that the gentle curves of her cute bum were poking out the bottom. Much to my delight I could just see she was wearing a sexy pair of lacy black French knickers, one of my all time favourites.

I sat at the end of the bed, and put some more oil in my palms. I grasped her left ankle and lifted it from the bed, and slowly started working my thumbs into the sole of her foot, giving her a gentle foot massage. My hands then slid up her smooth calf, working the long lean muscle there. Another groan from her left me satisfied my work was done, and I shifted and took her right ankle into my hand, and repeated the process for foot and calf. More groans were forthcoming and I decided it was time to up the ante.

Placing her foot back on the bed, I spread her legs apart, with no protest from her, and kneeled between her feet. I leaned forward and slowly began working the back of her left thigh. Sliding my hands up her thigh from her knee all the way to the edges of her undies. I did this a number of times, each time my fingers sliding a little further around to her inner thighs, hands ascending to a place that was intimate and teasing, but not enough for actual contact. She groaned again and parted her legs further for me, allowing me a gorgeous view up her thighs. I groaned myself, knowing how aroused I was getting now. I switched to her right thigh and gave it a similar work over, my hands paying special attention to that soft place on her inner thigh. Massaging and caressing both thighs now with each hand. It took all of my will power at that point not to cup her from behind and massage that heavenly place between her thighs. By now I was shaking with anticipation.

I lifted my hands away and was immediately met with a disappointed "Ohhhh, come back". I chuckled and said "Not yet". I put my hands firmly on her bum cheeks through the towel and gave them a good massage. Shifting the muscles around and around, getting more groans as she received what I called my "Patented Bum Massage".

After a few minutes of this I slowed the pace, and asked in a low voice, "Would you like me to continue your massage by doing your front?" With a sigh she replied "Yes, I would love that". She rolled over, allowing me to admire her gorgeous pert breasts, topped by two hard little nipples, which until this moment had always been ensconced from my view by her business attire.

I groaned again, admiring their perfection. Again it took all of my will power not to envelope them in my mouth immediately. Still I resisted, and slid the towel over her chest and undies, smiling to myself at how lucky I was tonight.

Kneeling by her head, I massaged her left hand and arm, before moving to the other side of the bed to do the right arm and hand. When both were done I leant forward and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. A gentle kiss that quickly developed with more ardour, as our tongues met and duelled with each other. I pulled back from the kiss and caught my breath, saying "Wow" as I did. She opened her eyes and smiled that smile again, making my heart dance.

I slipped back down the bed and kneeled between her feet. I took each ankle in hand and slowly my hand worked its way up her leg. Along her shin, over her knee and up to the top of her thigh. A hand on each leg now, I slid my hands all over her thighs, teasingly stopping at the edges of her underwear each time I reached them, my thumbs coming achingly close to touching her. 

I slid the towel off her body, and again admired those gorgeous breasts. I ran my hands gently over her belly, caressing now more than massaging. I could no longer resist, and leaned forward and kissed her deeply this time, months of pent up attraction unfolding into one of the most intense, passionate kisses I had ever experienced.

My hands caressed her sides as I kissed her, and then they were on her breasts. Caressing, circling, massaging that gorgeous flesh, before teasing her hardened nipples with my fingers. Circling to begin with, and then gentle teases between my fingers, nearly a pinch, but not quite. Her kissing intensified again, and I brought my weight down on her, relishing the skin on skin contact between us for the first time. She felt amazing against me.

I broke the kiss and continued my exploration of her body with my mouth, kissing her ears, her neck her shoulders. All the while pressing my groin against her thigh that had snuck between mine, we pressed and pressed like our lives depended on it.

I kissed my way down to her breasts, kissing and licking the gorgeous white skin as I made my way there. Enveloping her in my mouth, my tongue teased the nipple, hardening it even more than I already thought was possible. I sucked gently, then harder.

We were both breathing in pants now, both more aroused than we had been in many years. But still wanting more. Still suckling at her breast, my hand slid down her belly, teasing her belly button, caressing all over, before sliding underneath those by now very damp French knickers.

I cupped her with my hand, gently rocking back and forth, making her moan again. I loved hearing that sound, this woman enjoying herself. My middle finger parted her folds and gently slid between her wetness, sliding up and down, teasing her. My mouth by now on her other breast, making sure no part of her was left alone, sucking, teasing, licking.

My finger slid to the top of her folds, the pad of my finger gently rolling over and over that sensitive nub. She arched her back again and moaned. I sunk my mouth into her neck again, kissing, licking. My finger circling faster now, getting her wilder and wilder, before suddenly slipping away. She gasped in protest. But I was not about to be swayed.

I whispered breathily in her ear, "Remember you told me that there was something else no one had done for you, well tonight's the night". How this gorgeous 27 year old girl could have got this far in life without someone going down on her I have no idea, but I was about to change that forever.

Kissing my way down her neck, my fingers again snuck under her pants and found her pleasure spot, gently teasing and caressing her back into a lather. My lips teased her nipples briefly again before kissing my way down her chest to her belly. My tongue tickled her belly button, kissing my way out to her hip. Lips gently caressed the soft tight skin there before kissing my way over the edges of her underwear and down her thigh. Teasing that sensitive place at her inner knee on my way down, my mouth made its way to her ankle.

I sat up and smiled into her shining eyes. I slipped my fingers into each side of her delicious undies and pulled them down. She giggled as I wrestled with them a little and she eventually cooperated, lifting her bum off the bed so they would slide down. I peeled them from her ankles and looked up, to admire her finally in all her glory. She was gorgeous. Everything I had fantasised about and more.

She was beautiful. A patch of cropped hair to show the world she was all woman, but shaved below that sensual patch, which would be just perfect for what I was about to do.

I kissed my way from her ankle up her calf. Teasing her with my tongue. My hands sliding up and down her legs constantly. As I got to her thigh I slowed down. Kisses softer. Tongue gently trailing its way up her thigh. The scent of woman driving me nuts, getting me harder and harder.

I ran my tongue along the crease where thigh meets groin, making her arch again and moan. I looked up into her eyes as she looked down, and smiled. I had teased her enough.

My hands slid under her and around her thighs, spreading her wide open. Ready to devour her. I dipped my face and slid my tongue gently along those smooth wet lips. Licking her from top to bottom, and back again. After the initial tease, my tongue parted her wet lips, exploring her folds, her taste, inhaling her scent, wanting more and more of her. Tongue sliding back and forth, lapping at her sensitive folds, before focussing on that most special place. Circling her clit, flicking gently back and forth, my tongue building her arousal to fever pitch.

I plunged a finger slowly, deeply inside her, making her moan again. Slowly I slid it in and out, my tongue still teasing her clit. Working faster, a little harder, looking for that special way to drive her over the edge. A second finger plunged inside, my tongue now working faster too, fingers curling to caress the sensitive front wall and make her moan again and again, louder now. Her hips thrusting to meet me, her hands in my hair, urging me on. I loved this.

And then, in a moment that we will both remember for ever, I found the place and the rhythm. Her moans urged me on. Hips thrusting to meet me, she cried out "Ohh keep going", her hands pushing my head harder into her and in only seconds, with a great cry, she exploded in a glorious orgasm. Her body spasming, and lungs panting, she slowly came down and I pulled back to watch her the after shocks ripple through her delightful lithe body.

As she regained her senses I slid up next to her and wrapped my arm around her and kissed her gently on the cheek and whispered "That was the entrée, would you like to try the main course?" 

She rolled on to her side to face me, grinning insanely. "I am so ready for the main course" she breathed and leant in to kiss me. We kissed deeply. Lips hard against each other. Tongues duelling with each other in our mouths. Exploring the other one. Warm and wet and delicious.

I hadn't kissed like this in years, like two teenagers exploring lust for the very first time. The passion between us was intense, our kissing lasting for what seemed like an eternity. It was magic.

Her fingers were in my hair, pressing me to her, and then they were at my shoulders, caressing, teasing. Tickling my nipples was the next stop on her exploration of my body, and instinctively I squirmed, being so sensitive there. She chuckled and tickled me again, clearly enjoying the reaction.

Our kissing continued unabated. My hands on her bum, pulling her hard against me. My leg sliding between hers, my thigh pushing hard up against her, making her gasp. She rolled her hips against me, clearly enjoying the feeling of my leg pressed against her, still warm and wet.

Without a break, her hands wandered over my chest, exploring, and then one plunged down. Sliding into my underwear, she grasped my hardness. Her touch was silken, finger nails tracing my length, making me the one gasping this time. This girl was so much less innocent than I first imagined when I met her. It was fantastic.

She broke off our kiss, and it was my turn to be indulged. She rained kisses down on my neck, my shoulders and ears. Making me squirm and gasp, but never enough to make me pull away. She knelt beside me and kissed her way down my chest, teasing my nipples with her tongue just as I had done to her. Sucking and teasing them, her hand never left my cock. Gently but firmly stroking me, it was like she knew exactly how I liked to be touched.

With all this attention I felt like I was being greedy soaking it all up. My hand slid along her thighs again, seeking to pleasure her . She giggled and swatted my hand away, saying "This is not about me now, it's your turn" and proceeded to kiss her way down my belly. Without warning she grabbed my underwear and pulled it down, my hardness springing out as she did.

Without the impediment of my underwear she was able to really go to work on me. Her hand making long firm glorious strokes along my cock, making me harder than I could possibly imagine. At the same time, her mouth inching closer to my groin, small teasing kisses, first on my belly, then on my thighs. I moaned in pleasure at all the attention I was receiving, revelling in how good it felt. My hips thrust forwards involuntarily, my body being driven into a frenzy.

"Do you want this?" she asked cheekily, looking deep into my eyes. Her hand still teasing me, it was all I could do just to nod. The first touch was incredible. Her tongue snaking along the hard length of me. Wet, soft, teasing. Then she swirled her tongue around the head, before sliding back down my shaft. She was good. Very good.

Her tongue slid back up my shaft and her mouth enveloped me. Sucking gently on the head, her tongue swirling over me. As she sucked a little more into my mouth, her hand found my shaft again and began stroking me. The combination of her hand stroking and mouth sucking was incredible and mind blowing. The head job I had dreamed of but never had before.

After only a few minutes of this glorious treatment my hips were lifting from the bed to meet her hands and mouth, my breath coming in pants and gasps again as she teased me unmercilessly. I had to stop her here or I was not going to be able to do what we both had wanted for so long.

She looked up into my eyes and smiled, a particularly good trick considering what she was doing! "Come here" I said and took her hand and pulled her back up the bed. "Ohhh" she protested, but I silenced her by kissing her deeply again. 

As I kissed her I rolled her on to her back. My hands on her body again because I simply couldn't get enough of her, teasing her nipples, then sliding down to make sure she was ready for me. She was dripping, my fingers slipping between her folds and teasing her clit again. She moaned and arched her back responding instantly to my touch, but we had both had enough of teasing, it was time for our next first.

I slipped between her thighs and she immediately wrapped her legs around me and crushed me against her. We continued our passionate kissing, my hands caressing her legs and bum as we did, her hands caressing my back. I leaned back a little, and my hard length pressed against her wet slit. Rocking my hips as I kissed her, I was able to slide back and forth over those glorious folds, making us moan, the feeling being so indescribably good.

"Stop teasing" she whispered in my ear, before giving it a playful nip. I chuckled and slid back and with a long slow push, my cock slowly slid deep inside her. We groaned together in unison, our kissing renewed with more vigour. I rested against her for a moment, allowing her to adjust to having my thick shaft so deep inside her.

Slowly I pulled back, sliding nearly all the way out, before plunging in again, a little faster this time. And then again, and again, a little faster, a little deeper with every thrust. Her hips swiftly rose to meet mine and soon we were rising and falling together, our bodies coming together in unison, an exquisite feeling as my cock explored her silky depths.

She moved so that her legs were wrapped around my hips, allowing us to reach new depths. So deep was I now that each thrust raised a small cry of joy from her. The sounds urging me on, making me want to make her cry out louder and lose all control.

I shifted so I was kneeling between her thighs, still buried deep inside her. The angle resulting in my cock sliding hard against that special spot inside her. Grasping her hips, I pulled her hard against me, again and again. Much faster now in and out, one of my hands sliding over her thighs, her belly, her breasts, caressing her gorgeous pale skin. My thumb sought her clit, circling it as I drove myself deeper still inside her. More cries, her eyes closed as she fought to maintain some semblance of control.




A Night of Firsts



Leaning forward I sucked a nipple deeply into my mouth as I made love to her, enjoying the feeling of her body against mine. I hoped she would never forget this moment. Remembering she had told me she had never been truly taken, I made it my mission to make the remaining moments of this incredible experience unforgettable for the both of us.

I leaned back, kneeling between her thighs again. I took her legs, and placed one on each of my shoulders. I loved this position and I wanted her to love it too. I grasped her hips and plunged myself deep inside her. The position allowing me to be deeper than ever. We both cried out again, feeling so so good. I lost control and took her like I had dreamed of. Slamming myself deep inside her. My long thick cock plunging in and out of her so fast. Her breasts sliding up and down her chest in time with my thrusts, her hands teasing a nipple as I drove inside her.

The intensity of it all was too much for me. I groaned "I am going to cum". Her response was all I needed to send me over the edge "Oh yes, cum deep inside me, cum for me" she breathed. With a long deep final thrust I moaned, exploding inside her in a wave of complete ecstasy. My throbbing deep inside her sent her crashing into orgasm again, her body shuddering with mine, crying out in a long glorious scream as she came with me.

We rode our orgasms out together, clinging to each other, her arms wrapped around me as I collapsed on top of her. Kissing my cheek and my neck, she purred in my ear, telling me how good it was. 

I slowly regained my senses, cuddling and kissing her. Blown away by the intensity of it all. My age catching up with me, I was soon asleep beside her, our limbs still entwined, clinging to each other like we never wanted to let the other go. Our night of firsts, coming to its long dreamed of completion.



A Night of Firsts



Callie snuck in quietly, looking around to make sure no one was watching. She pulled the trench coat tighter to her, hiding her nakedness. She silently locked the door behind her and stepped carefully on the steps. She remembered to avoid the fifth step as it had a tendency to creak rather loudly. She didn't want to give her presence to him, as he lay sleeping upstairs. She stopped outside his door and listened. She could hear the soft sounds of his breath and the slight squeak of bedsprings as he rolled over. She took a deep breath, her nerves suddenly slapping her in the gut. 

"now or never Cal." she said to herself softly. She slipped out of the coat, leaving it in a puddle at her feet. She straightened and walked into the room. There he lay, peacefully asleep, unaware of what he was about to experience. Callie tiptoed to the foot of his bed and slipped under the covers. She crawled noiselessly to his boxer clad waist and slowly reached into the opening. She found what she sought and carefully pulled it out. He moaned slightly, adjusting his hips to a more comfortable angle, granting her better access. She smiled and with a rush of adrenaline, took his already hardening member fully into her mouth. 

"What the-?" Jake sat up, throwing the covers aside. "Callie?" he asked sleepily, as she sucked softly at the tip.

"Who else did you expect?" she asked in her best sultry voice. He leaned back as she went back to lavishing his cock with her warm mouth. He grew even larger and harder as she moved up and down his veined shaft. She closed her eyes, loving the feel of him in her mouth, taking him as far down her throat as she could. He inhaled sharply as she bobbed her head, rubbing the tip of his cock against the back of her throat. She licked and sucked her way up, grabbing the pulsing spear with her hand as she sunk lower, lightly licking his sac. He pulled his legs up to allow more movement and she gently sucked one of his testes into her mouth. She continued to stroke his erection as she licked farther and farther down, till she tasted the skin of his anus. He gasped, pulling away. 

"What are you doing?" he asked in surprise.

"I just wanted to try something new tonight." Callie said with a smiled. "You said I could do whatever I wanted to you."

"You can." Jake said calming down. "I just wasn't expecting that." 

"Baby, I have much more planned. Can I have your permission to do anything to you tonight?"

"what do you want to do?"

"whatever comes to mind."

"All right, Cal." Jake said, pulling her to him in a warm embrace. "I trust you. I am your slave tonight. Whatever you want to do, you can do." he kissed her deeply and passionately. 

"Roll over." she said wickedly.

"What-"

"Just roll over, on your chest with your ass in the air." he obeyed as Callie moved behind him. She lay on her back, taking him back into her mouth and licking and sucking for a few minutes. He softly thrust himself into her mouth. She pulled back, getting to her knees, she reached under him and began stroking him as she lowered her tongue to his ass again. He let out a soft moan as she pushed her tongue into his hole, swirling and licking the tight rosebud. She stroked faster and licked harder as he came alive beneath her, groaning loudly and pushing back against her mouth.

"Callie" he gasped, "its too much....I'm going to cum!" she lay on her back again, taking him deep into her mouth as she slowly slipped her finger into his wet asshole. He inhaled sharply at the intrusion, then began to rock against her probing finger. She moved her finger in and out of his hole as he began to thrust harder into her throat. With a guttural groan Jake suddenly stiffened, shooting his load down her throat. She could feel the slick walls of his rectum pulsing against her finger with every wave of his orgasm. He soon stilled, and rolled onto his back. Callie crawled up and cuddled against his side, feeling the slowing beat of his heart as his breathing returned to normal. "Wow." he said after a moment. "That was fuckin intense."

"That's just the beginning." Callie said with a smile, leaning up and kissing him. He could taste himself in her mouth, and didn't care. She kissed him fiercely, running a hand down his stomach to his cock, rubbing the soft fleshy appendage. "Before I let you fuck me, you have to let me fuck you."

"What do you mean?" he asked, pushing against her hand as she stroked him to full hardness again. 

"Do you trust me not to hurt you?" she asked.

"Yes" he answered without hesitation. 

"I'll be right back." she walked to the hallway to retrieve her bag. She returned, pulling a small strap on dildo and a tube of lube out of the bag. "I want to fuck you in the ass." she said simply, fastening the strap on to her. "will you let me?"

"I don't know, Cal." Jake said, eyeing the small fake penis. "I'm not gay."

"I'm not a man." she said. "I got the smallest one, so you don't have to worry about too much pain." she said with a smile. "Please....I saw it on a porno and thought it looked like fun."

"IF you breath one word of this to anyone..." Jake said

"You know I wouldn't." she bent down and kissed him, running her tongue deep into his mouth. She knelt on the bed between his legs and slowly rubbed lube onto her 'penis'. 

"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Jake asked as she lifted his legs to put lube on his tight hole.

"Trust me baby. You know I love you and I wouldn't do anything you don't like. If you decide you don't like it, say the word and I'll back off."

"I love you too, honey, but I don't know..."

"you liked my finger in there, didn't you?"

"Yes"

"So why wouldn't you like this?" she pushed against his hole lightly. "It'll feel even better. You want to fuck my hole, don't you?"

"Yeah, baby."

"Both of them, right?"

"Yes."

"Then its only fair." she pushed against him again, slipping in a little.

"TO be honest, Cal, I have wondered about this." he lifted his legs higher, inviting her to slip in. she did, moving slowly, adding more lube until her 'penis' was sheathed completely inside his ass. She stilled, looking at his face for further instruction. His eyes were closed, a calm, pleasured look on his face. "Oh my god..." he said. He had never felt so full before. The feel of the dildo rubbing against his rectum was immense, better than he ever imagined. Callie slowly pulled back, and thrust again. She smiled as his breath began to come out in gasps, a sure sign of his pleasure. She thrust in as hard and as deep as she could, holding his hips to push deeper and deeper. As her penis pushed against his prostate, Jake gasped, pulling her against him harder. He had never felt such pleasure in his life. She thrust again and again, faster and harder. Jake arched his back with a loud moan, pulling his legs as high as he could. When Callie reached down and grabbed his erect cock, he groaned long and deep. She could feel him tense, heard the familiar sound in the back of his throat indicating he was about to cum. She pulled his cock hard and thrust fully into him. He groaned as he shot his load high into the air. Callie moved slower and slower as his orgasm ebbed, pulling out and leaning down to lick the cum that splattered on his stomach and chest. She lay next to him again, letting him revel in his release. She lightly rubbed his chest and stomach, remaining quiet. He began to laugh, pulling Callie tightly against him. "Look up, baby." she looked and let out a giggle as she watched the string of cum dangling from the ceiling. "I have never shot that far before."

"Are you okay?" she asked, kissing his cheek.

"Damn baby." he said, leaning up on an elbow. "I had no idea it would feel that good. No wonder there are so many gay men out there."

"You're not going to go gay on me, are you?"

"Nah. I don't think I could handle another man's cum in me or on me." he wrinkled his brow. "Or any where near me for that matter." Callie laughed and rolled onto her back. 

"You're turn, Love." she said with a smile. "You are free to do as you please with me." Jake looked at her with hungry eyes, kissing her deeply. He kissed down her neck, to her plump breast. He softly licked on peaked nipple, swirling his tongue around before sucking it into his mouth. Callie gasped at the new sensation, gripping the sheets beneath her. She arched her back as his hand played with her other nipple, sending pleasure skittering over her nerves. He kissed his way down her stomach, moving to kneel between her legs as he spread her thighs. 

"You are so beautiful." he said, lowering his head and licking her from anus to clit. Her hips came off the bed in shock at the pleasure of the caress. She moaned, grabbing his head as he licked in and out of her wet pussy, moving up to tease her clit. He licked and sucked her clit, nipping it lightly, driving her crazy with ecstasy. He slowly slid a finger into her warm depths as he toyed with her clit, intensifying the pleasure. Callie closed her eyes, pushing against his finger as he thrust in and out. She couldn't believe how good he felt. She gasped when he slowly slid his little finger into her tight ass, pushing in and out of both her holes. She felt the pressure in her stomach build, the knot pull tighter and tighter. Suddenly, he sucked her clit hard and she felt herself explode, wave after wave of unadulterated pleasure coursing over her body. He continued to pleasure her as she came down from her orgasm. Before she was fully recovered, he had moved up until his throbbing dick was pushing at her opening. "This will hurt." he said, kissing her. She nodded, wrapping her arms around his waist as a signal to go for it. He filled her in one thrust, stilling as she tensed at the intrusion. She didn't care about the brief pain, and pushed against him, wanting him deeper. He pulled out and pumped into her again, moving slowly and steadily. The pressure began to build in her stomach again. She felt she would burst when he leaned his head down and took an erect nipple into his mouth. 

"Oh, Jake." She gasped, pulling him to her mouth. "You feel so damn good." they kissed passionately, as Jake thrust into her faster and harder. Within moments she felt herself explode again, ripples of pleasure running through her veins. Jake pulled out and rolled her onto her knees, ramming into her from behind. Callie cried out in pleasure as he pushed deeper and deeper. She leaned up onto her knees, laying her head on his shoulder as she twisted her head to kiss him as he pumped in and out of her. Their tongues met and matched his movements. He roughly gripped her breasts, squeezing her nipples between his fingers. He slid one hand down her stomach to play with her clit. All the sensations were too much for Callie, sending her into yet another amazing orgasm. "Jake, I can't take anymore." she gasped, falling forward. "It's too much." 

"This is just the beginning." Jake whispered into her ear, pulling out of her and rubbing the head of his cock on her hole, lubing it up. He pushed into her dripping pussy again, juicing up his cock. "Are you ready for this, baby?" he asked,. Pushing the tip of his dick against her hole. She nodded, whimpering lightly. He slowly pushed until the head was in. he leaned down, kissing her back and reached around to rub her tits as he pushed fully inside her hot, tight ass. "Damn baby." he said. "I can't believe how good you make me feel." he kissed her neck, thrusting in and out softly. Callie closed her eyes as the new sensations send shivers up her spine. She could feel her orgasm building slowly, with every thrust of his cock, every squeeze of her nipple. He leaned up, grabbing her hips as he began to slam into her, faster and harder. She was moaning loudly as the pleasure intensified more and more. Jake threw his head back, groaning as he felt her orgasm ripple against his cock. He thrust one last time, filling her with his warm seed. Callie moaned as the pleasure wrapped her like a comfortable blanket. She felt Jake's warmth burst into her ass as she collapsed, her knees no longer able to hold her up. Jake slowly pulled out and lay on top of her, breathing hard. She could feel his heartbeat against her back, as it joined her own till they beat as one. 

"How was that for your first time?" Jake asked, kissing her cheek as he rolled off of her.

"It better always be like that." she said. "Or I'm going to be very disappointed.



A Night of Firsts



Your breath catches as the door to the hotel room opens. There is a moment of silence that seems to last an eternity, is this a trick? Did you really hear the door open? If it did open who opened it? The relief is clear when you hear me speak.

"Good, you have prepared yourself correctly" I say stern and assertive.

"Thank you," you reply shyly "Sir!" You can't see but I smile at this, I never asked you to call me anything, but this show of respect pleases me.

You had been kneeling facing away from the door for 10 minutes waiting for my arrival, prepared to the specification I had laid out. You are topless, wearing only a short black skirt, black French knickers and black stockings, with the addition of a leather collar, blindfold and leather wrist cuffs attached together behind your back.

I circle you a couple of times, admiring your body. Your nipples clearly show the anticipation at what is yet to come. You follow me with your head when possible, but do not turn your back. You know that you were told to keep facing away from the door, until expressly told otherwise.

You feel me touch your shoulders; I then take a hand full of hair and gently pull saying only "Up!"

You stand up, I tilt your head back, and standing behind you passionately kiss you. You kiss me back. I keep you bent backwards with one hand and fondle your breasts with the other, just to see how hard they are. I then move that hand down to your crotch, it gives away your deep feeling, you are soaking. I then break the kiss, tossing your head upright; your hair falls over your face.

I move round to face you, clear the hair from your face and kiss you once more. Still kissing, I guide you to the end of the bed, and with you standing by it, I then move down your neck, chest and breasts. I suck each nipple, and with each you let out a small gasp, this makes me smile again. I go further down, dropping your skirt before I reach it.

I kiss down your panties, tasting your wetness. You shake a little, you can feel my breath through your underwear. You blush, you had kept yourself under control until now, but I don't mind. I was surprised you were not bright red when I entered the room! 

I then guide you to sit on the end of the bed. Then I start to remove your stockings, one leg at a time, inch by inch kissing the newly exposed flesh. You knew I was Dominant, and would make you do things, but you did not expect such tenderness. You relax and enjoy the sensations, your pussy gets wetter and you feel a desire, in it, you have not felt before. It's powerful, you did not know you could want something so badly! Then once both your legs are bare (I am glad you had them waxed just a few hours before, they are smooth as silk) you then feel me breath on your clit, through your now soaked underwear. You feel me gently bite, then I slowly pull you panties off with my teeth.

You hear a zipper, and I tell you to open your mouth. You do as I ask thinking you are about to receive my cock. You are wrong! It is your soaked panties that you taste, and once they are in your mouth, it is covered by tape. You try to scream, but can't, but for some reason you don't understand, you don't mind. I kiss your forehead, and then make my way down your face, kissing your lips through the tape. You try to kiss me back, but your mouth is too full, and the tape on too tight. You feel a strange desire, that same feeling that lead you to talk to me in the first place. The one that feels so right, yet seems so wrong, your submissive desire.

I undo your hands, only to re tie them above your head, to the top of the bed. I then start kissing down further, neck and then chest kissing your cleavage and making my way between your breasts. You feel something pinch your nipples, but it is not the same as my fingers, from earlier. You try to think what it could be. What was in that bag I left in the room, for you to look through, while you prepared for today? There is only one thing it could be -- clothes pegs! As I make my way down your stomach, more clothes pegs round your breasts, and something else. Its light, a little rough what could it be? Its string you feel resting on your body.

I breath on your clit once more. My warm breath makes you shudder, you want to tell me to take you, but you can't. I tease you with my tongue, I can hear a muffled cry of frustration. I smile for a moment and then give you the full benefit of my tongue. You cum almost instantly, so I keep going, licking inside your pussy, using my thumb to rub your clit, and so build you towards a second, and bigger orgasm.

I remind you to "ask for permission this time."

You try, try as hard as you can, but whether it is the gag, or just the high you feel, you are just unable to do so. You are screaming inside your head "Please I want to cum!" but make no distinguishable sound, just muffled moans.

It is too late, and as you begin to orgasm, I feel your whole body tense. So I pull on the strings and at the height of your orgasm, all the clothes pegs come off. You scream, it is muffled, but is it pain or pleasure? The answer is both! Each making the other more intense, then your orgasm ends and your body relaxes. I can hear the heavy breathing through your nose. The endorphins in your body make you feel like you are flying!

You feel me start to crawl along your body, as you come down from your high; your floaty place as you will later call it, subspace. You realise I am also now naked, you twitch knowing that the real climax is about to come. I pull the tape off your mouth, but leave the panties in and kiss you deeply and passionately once more.

I then untie your hands and then once more re tie your them, this time behind my back; this presses your chest into mine. Only then do I break the kiss to remove the panties from your mouth with my tongue and spit them onto the bed. You feel pressure on your chest as we breath, it's a good feeling, being so close to someone, almost being a part of them, but you know there is more to feel, and that you will feel it soon!

I manoeuvre your legs so they wrap round my waist. I pick you up, you feel my hard cock pressed into you stomach. You want it in you, despite all your fears; it is after all your first time!

I carry you to the bathroom, and I only stand still once I am holding you under the shower. I turn it on, you feel the warm water on you back and it refreshes you. I then lean you against the wall and whisper in your ear "Are you ready?"

You can not speak, you have no words that you are able to say. This is the moment you have been waiting for, what tonight had been building up to! All you can do is just nod and kiss me. I manoeuvre my cock to the opening of your pussy, and guide it into place, as you let your own weight slide it into your body.

Leaning against the wall of the shower, I slowly and gently make love to you. The first time any man has done this for you. You enjoy every sensation, from my manhood deep inside you, to the water running down your body, my tongue exploring your mouth, neck, chest and breasts, and my hands supporting your moving body from your bottom. Its electric, you return to your floaty place, you want this moment to last for ever!

You feel that you are about to cum and this time are able to ask permission. I tell you to "hold it", you do your best. It is hard to hold yourself back, but you realise why. I am not far behind, you somehow manage hold it, until finally I give you permission to cum, so that we do so simultaneously. After which we collapse to the bottom of the shower, bodies still locked together. You're floating so high, you don't know what to do or say, you just lay there.

I reach behind me and untie your hands for the last time that night; you hold my head for the first time and kiss me once more. We stand up and I turn the shower off. I rub you down with a towel then you do the same to me, feeling your way down my body, you end up on your knees.

At this point I ask you to open your mouth, and this time it is my cock that you taste. Still blindfolded you lick the head, then take the shaft into your mouth. You are good at blow jobs, but you have never deep throated before. You feel my hands on the back of your head. They press you further onto my cock, you suppress your gag as much as you can.

You cough and splutter, I hold you there for a few seconds then release your head. You back off, but I do not let you take my cock all the way out. You return to your way of sucking, but try to take it deeper than normal; you cup my balls, and rub the shaft as it goes in and out of your mouth, building me up.

You feel my cock twitch and my hand press your mouth deeper onto my cock again. I cum deep into your throat, my warm juice down your throat, all you can do is swallow. You suck every drop from my cock, then lick it all over, savouring the taste.

Once you finish, I use the towel to wipe your face, then I pick you up and carry you to the bed, and we lie in each others arms. I remove your blindfold, and you see my face for the first time that night, you see my smile, the only thing is you have one to match!

Then you whisper in my ear "Was I OK?"

I look deeply into your eyes and reply "Baby, you were wonderful!"

We smile and kiss, hugging each other, then fall asleep in each others arms.



A Night of Firsts



Hi. I just had a pretty incredible weekend and I thought you might enjoy hearing about it.

My wife Jill and I have been suffering through some pretty intense times. We have lived in New York City for almost 10 years now. To be honest, she has never really liked it here. I was moved her for a job and she came along, but my job requires a lot of travel so she is here alone a lot of the time. On top of that, the winter has been brutal and she hates the cold.

From the first time we moved here, I told her that she could go anywhere she wanted, whenever she wanted. Especially to escape the cold. My job pays quite well and we can afford to do pretty much whatever we want.

So, Jill started spending more time at a favorite beach getaway of ours in Florida. She was in NYC a lot, and when she was here, we always had fun. Out with friends, plenty of drinking and partying, great sex. And when I could, I'd go to Florida with her, and enjoy all the same things there. It was on one of those trips that things took a major turn.

We were enjoying the evening, watching the sun set over the gulf, at one of our favorite beach bars. Jill was dressed as she usually does for a night out. That is to say, sexy, revealing, fun. She dresses that way because she knows I like it, and frankly I know she likes it too. She enjoys all the attention that is drawn to her trim figure, great legs and large (36C) breasts. 

She is also a big flirt, and so when the attention comes her way, she gives it right back. It's how I met and fell in love with her, and I enjoy watching her "get into trouble," as I always call it, with other guys. 

We were sitting in the bar stools, with our backs to the bar and facing the ocean. Jill was to my left, and to her left, was a young, good-looking guy who was having fun getting drunk and flirting with my wife. I noticed he could barely keep his eyes off her breasts, which were barely concealed in her tight, low-cut, braless, white ribbed tank. She also was wearing a very short denim miniskirt (which I knew from earlier visual inspection – and a bit of fun groping in the car on the way to the bar – she was wearing without any panties). Pretty much one of the preferred wardrobe-of-choice selections for women at the beach. 

The more we drank, the more attention the young guy was paying to Jill. And the more attention he paid to her, the more she paid to him, and less to me. 

At one point she turned back to me and put her legs on either side of my barstool and gave me an evil grin. I just laughed and reminded her not to get into any trouble she couldn't handle. She said, coyly, "Oh, it's no trouble, and it's certainly not anything I can't handle." She put emphasis on the word "HANDLE." Then she leaned up and gave me a big, wet, nasty kiss that sent a jolt of electricity through my body. I smiled, and said, "What's that for?" She whispered in my ear, "I am so turned on flirting with that guy." And with that she guided my hand up her thigh to her bare pussy, which was soaking wet. 

My level of excitement rose.

I always had teased her about having other guys fuck her, but she always acted like flirting was all she wanted to do. Now, I knew that whatever her mind was saying, her body was ready to fuck.

So, I took a deep breath and gave her a dare. I said, "Why don't you kiss him like you just kissed me? And tell him what you just told me." Her eyes grew wide and bored into mine. "Do you mean it?" she asked. "Sure," I said, trying to sound casual but with my heart pounding.

With that, she turned to face her new friend, and I saw her legs go on either side of his bar stool. I saw his eyes go down to her waist, and I knew he was staring at her bare, glistening pussy. I saw her arms go around his neck, and I watched her kiss him like she was a teenager on her first date. In fact, the kissing went on so long that the bartender came up, cleared his throat, and asked if anyone needed drink refills. That broke them out of their foreplay and she ordered another round. 

Then she took her young friend by the hand and stood up. She told me they were going to dance, and headed to a dark corner of the dance floor. I watched closely. Before I knew it, in an area that was out of the way but clearly visible to anyone who cared to see, they were dancing slowly, grinding their bodies into each other, their lips locked together in lust.

Jill and her new boyfriend continued their makeout session until the song ended. She led him by the hand back over to me and said one word. "Car." I threw a couple of twenties on the bar and followed them outside, walking behind them and watching his hand groping her ass under her tiny miniskirt.

When we got to the car, I got into the driver's seat and he sat in the passenger seat, with Jill on his lap. "Home," was all Jill said before they started making out again. I drove as quickly as I could to our rented condo, and they broke their embrace long enough to exit the car and ride the elevator with me in awkward silence to our floor. Jill gave me a sly, sexy glance and I knew she was ready to make my fantasy come true.

When we got into the condo, she took the guy out onto the deck and asked me to bring drinks, which I did. By the time I got there, her shirt was off and he was sucking on her tit, which I knew usually turns her into a crazed sex machine. I saw her fingers covering his crotch. I gave them the drinks and went back inside. From where I sat, I could see them, now deeply in the throes of passion. When she pulled down his pants and started sucking on his big, hard, thick cock, I decided I had seen enough. I knew I couldn't stop them, but I wasn't ready to watch the rest just yet. 

A few minutes later, through the ajar door of the bedroom, I heard them come inside. Then I was treated to the unmistakable sounds of their lovemaking from – the best I could tell – the sofa, the floor and perhaps the kitchen table. For a moment, I thought, Jill I hope the guy has a condom ... but by then, of course, it was too late to ask. The sounds then got louder and louder and I was pretty sure they both got what they wanted.

And then, silence.

The next thing I knew, Jill was slipping through the bedroom door, naked. Her nipples were still hard and she had a look of desperation on her face. "Have fun honey?" I asked, as casually as I could. She planted another big, wet sexy kiss on my lips and breathed "Yes" into my mouth. 

But as she did, she was grinding on my leg, too. "What's the matter?" I questioned. "Well..." she said, with that little girl pout. "He is young and big and it felt soooooo good, but he came before I did, and then his dick was useless to me. So I was wondering ...." Now I was really intrigued. Did I really want to fuck her sloppy seconds? 

Before I could answer, though, I felt her mouth wrapping around my already hardening cock. 

Let me tell you, Jill does a lot of things well, but cock-sucking is her best talent. She had me moaning in no time, with her talented tongue and mouth drenching my dick in her slippery, warm, pleasure inducing skills. I was so horny from her show at the bar and on the balcony that I came in no time, flooding her mouth with a huge load of cum. She swallowed it all, proudly, and gave me an evil grin. What else, I wondered, could she have in mind, since now she's used up both of the dicks in this condo.

But Jill was not finished. She straddled my chest, allowing me to lick her gorgeous, hard nipples. And then she did what we always do ... she slipped herself up higher, until her smooth, bare pussy was just inches from my mouth. So THAT's what she wants, I realized. And I also realized that her pussy was very wet, oozing with his cum and her juices. And before I could even question whether I wanted that on my mouth, she lowered herself onto my face and began grinding me in the sexiest, horniest manner ever.

Now, I was fucking her with my tongue, her sticky, gooey creampie unloading all over my mouth and face. At first repulsed, I was quickly overcome by my own urge to please her, and she ground harder and harder, so that I could barely breathe.

And then she came. In one of the biggest orgasms I've ever seen her have. 

As she came, every ounce of semen deep inside of her was forced out and into my waiting mouth. I didn't care. I just wanted her to have fun. And boy was she having fun.

When both of our orgasms had subsided, we fell asleep with the smell of sex heavy in the air.

When I woke up, the first rays of morning light were coming in the window. And Jill was nowhere to be seen. 

Just then I heard a rhythmic sound coming from the living room, and I heard my sweet, sexy, loving wife whispering hoarsely to her boy toy, "Fuck me ... fuck me ... oh hell yes, fuck me."



A Night of Firsts



Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty now would we? All alone like that? You're not a monster are you? 

This author would like to thank: TNP, Thee_Disciple, MaitreNuit and DarkLord Z for always being able to proof read my crap. 



Strobe lights flashed, painting temporary targets on the wall as they throbbed with the music. Yvonne Strahovski and Sarah Lancaster, two of the hottest female leads on NBC's Chuck were working off the day's toil on their bodies relaxing at a local night club.

Yvonne, the blonde had on a pair of tight fitting jeans, some heels, a black tank top that showed off her lime green bra and a light over shirt. While Sarah had gone for a more relaxed black dress that was snug in all the right places. 

They danced to the music as a young guy came over and spoke over the music.

"Would you like to dance?" He asked, Yvonne looked over to Sarah who shared a smile.

"Sorry, but it's ladies night tonight." Yvonne said, shooting him down. 

He smiled and brought his hands up in a 'no-harm, no-foul' type manner. He turned and went back to his friends, as the two ladies watched him walk away.

"That's the second one tonight!" Sarah exclaimed. "We are so hot!"

The two girls shared a smile as they continued to dance. The song came to an end and there was a sound of cheers as the next tune came on.

"Do you want to get a drink?" Sarah asked, nearly having to shout in her co-star's ear.

The blonde simply nodded as she wasn't keen on ruining her voice. They walked over to the bar and ordered two drinks. The male bartender seemed very interested in Sarah as the way he bent over and leaned looked a lot like he was trying to see either down her top or at her long, silky legs.

This went unnoticed to Yvonne who was looking around at the outskirts of the bar. Spying two seats with a table, she turned to see Sarah paying the man, while rolling her eyes. The two walked away, and were about to reach the table when Sarah stopped.

"Hold my drink?" She asked politely.

Her blonde friend nodded, Sarah then bent at the hip, letting the bartender see all of her rump. She looked past her shoulder and smiled, wiggling it ever so slightly. This made the bartender's face change in an instant. Sarah stood back up again and the two hot young ladies burst out into giggles as they carried on walking.

The loud music pulsed through the club as Yvonne and Sarah found a table in the corner of the club. Sitting down their drinks, the two young ladies fell into their seats, Sarah shouted over the music to her blonde friend.

"So never with an American guy?" Sarah said matter-of-factly, resuming a conversation they had earlier in the day on set.

The blonde nodded. "That's right. Whenever I get laid it's usually with a Polish guy or an Australian."

"Haven't you ever been curious?" Sarah asked, sipping on her typically girly drink.

Again, the blonde shook her head. "Not really. Sex is sex right?"

"Well, sex is sex, but it can be fantastic with the right guy."

This made Yvonne smirk. "And you'd know would you?"

Sticking her tongue out, the brunette smiled. "Well, I have had a lot of American men. We've got to get you laid!"

Giggling, Yvonne surveyed the scene and saw nothing but preppy douchebags and no one that seemed that interesting to her. "Here?"

"Here? God no! All the men here are dicks! We're going to that NBC fundraiser tomorrow aren't we?" The blonde nodded her head. "Well, why don't we try and find you a stud there?"

This made her blonde friend giggle again as they fell into more silly conversations as the club was filled with life.

***

Harry's cars lights were the only source of light on the long stretch of I-405. The long yellow beams of light, cut through the night as he made his way back to his office. Taking a sip from his cardboard cup of coffee, the sharp intake of caffeine boosted Harry's senses back to life as he pulled away from the leafy suburb of the Californian Department of Social Services. His stomach grumbled as he did so. He'd been at work since half past eight in the morning and hadn't stopped to get anything to eat, looking at the clock it was close to midnight.

He entered the city and various shops illuminated the streets. Finding a suitable mini-mart, Harry parked up in the near empty street. Stepping out and shutting the door, he locked the car and stepped inside. There was a bell above the door that jingled every time you opened or closed it. There was a large Indian man sitting behind the counter who grunted his acknowledgment. He seemed much more interested in the TV show he was watching.

Harry took hold of a couple of chocolate bars and placed them down on the kiosk. Fishing out a ten dollar bill, he passed it to the cashier who ran it through the till and gave him the change. Harry looked over the change, made sure it was right and made his way out. Saying goodbye he just received another grunt.

Shaking his head, Harry tossed the sugary snacks in the car and was about to set off when he saw something across the street.

Five Minutes Earlier...

Yvonne was tired and wanted to go home. Looking around, she saw Sarah in a corner talking to a guy. She waved her goodbyes and Sarah smiled and nodded.

Stepping outside, she suddenly felt out numbered. There were a lot more men out here than females and security guards nowhere to be seen.

Acting confident, she walked down to where the cabs waited and waited for a cab to become available. She leaned up against the cool brick wall as she waited... And waited... And waited. It wasn't a great feeling, she felt like a slab of meat as drunks looked her up and down. Then she recognized one of them.

The same guy who had asked her for a dance was turning the corner with his two very large friends. Looking around, Yvonne realized that now, she was on her own and very exposed. Keeping her eyes on the ground, she prayed he wouldn't notice her.

Fat chance.

"Yeah... You're the ladies night lady arentcha?" He asked, slurring his words a little.

Yvonne looked up, smiled sweetly and nodded.

"Well, looks like it's not ladies any more... Just a lady."

Yvonne looked around and nodded again, sweetly smiling at the man.

"Well, what's say you keep me and my boys here company?" He asked, getting closer and closer to her.

"Ah, not really thank you." She said, keeping civil.

"Come on baby. You could keep us company. We're real polite." He said, bringing a hand up to touch her bra strap. Before he could reach it, she tucked it away and shook her head again.

"No thanks. Just heading home now."

"Now baby, play fair. Me and the boys could take you home. Maybe you could show us that sexy little bra you're wearing?" He added, getting closer to her and reaching for it again.

This was it for her, time to sink or swim. She knocked his hand away from her with a lot of force. "No means no ass hole." She scolded him.

The guy smirked and turned to his friends, saying something quietly. He turned back to her and grinned. "That's real nice. We like 'em when they're feisty!" He was going to advance on her again when there was a loud whistle from behind them.

Turning around, Harry stood there walking calmly towards them.

"Whatchu looking at buddy?" He said, turning to face Harry.

"Not much. Some thugs that think they can intimidate women so they can get off."

"Thugs? Maybe we should show you how accurate that is?" He said, being flanked by two larger men.

"You could try. It's been a while since I kicked someone. Not since last year's MMA tournament at least." Harry said with a confident smirk. Walking closer to them, he had closed the gap and was feeling very confident. He had no experience in MMA but had seen a lot of Clint Eastwood movies so he knew how a tough guy should act.

"... Damn freaks always get so excited. C'Mon boys we're out of here." The thug said, making his way past Harry and leaving him and Yvonne alone. The larger one glared at him, simply making Harry take a forceful step forward to send him scampering.

Smiling, he turned to Yvonne who was shaking with terror. His face fell, and he quickly unzipped his bomber jacket and wrapped it around her.

"Are you OK miss?" He asked, as she sank to her knees, still terrified from the encounter.

"They were going to... Going to..." She started but couldn't finish the sentence.

"No they weren't. I was over there watching the whole thing. They wouldn't have been able to touch you with out me getting here first. I'm Harry, what's your name?" It had already clicked with Harry who this was. Yvonne Strahovski. Star of NBC's Chuck, starring as Sarah Walker one of the agents who looked after Chuck. He had watched Chuck on his iPod in bed and was quite a big fan.

He opted to keep quiet about it as she could be even more freaked out about it.

"Yvonne..." She said, catching her breath and looking up at him, tears welling in her eyes at the prospect of the situation.

"You've got a lovely accent Yvonne. Is that Australia or New Zealand?" Harry asked, keeping her talking so the adrenaline in her and indeed his, body could pass.

"Australia."

"I see, did you move over here recently?"

"No, when I was younger... But I still visit so I never got a local accent."

"I see, well it certainly suits you." He said with a warm smile. "Were you waiting for a cab?"

"Yeah... To take me home... My friend!" She said, startled, standing up she saw Sarah turn the corner and come rushing over.

"Yvonne! Are you OK?" She asked, hugging her friend tightly.

"I'm fine Sarah. This guy came along just in time!" 

Sarah turned to face him and smiled warmly.

"I was going to make sure she got home OK. Will you be able to do that?" He asked, bending at his knee to make eye contact with the ladies.

"Yes, thank you so much!" Sarah said with a warm smile. The cab, Sarah had already called for made its turn around the corner and drove up to the curb. Winding down his window, he asked for Sarah by name. She must've called it from inside the club.

Both of the ladies climbed into the cab and as it was about to drive off, Sarah leant over.

"Thank you again for this. We both really appreciate it!"

"No problem. Take care now ladies." He said with a smile as he turned and walked back to his car. He had got in and was heading home when he realized he'd left his jacket with Yvonne. Cursing aloud, he carried on going. He could always pick up another one near Christmas.

***

The sunlight cracked through the window, Harry was getting good at being up at the crack of dawn so that he could meet the kids. Sitting up in his bed, he spun round and let his feet touch the floor. With his back to the window, he rested slightly still waking up really. Rubbing his eyes, Harry opened them and saw the tuxedo he had rented for the evening sitting on a hook on his wardrobe.

Stifling a yawn, he looked at his bedside clock and saw the red lights to illuminate that it was close to seven o clock in the morning. In close to twelve hours time he would be at the NBC press event 'A Night For Heroes'. It was a standard affair in which modern day heroes, like Harry apparently, would be honored by the system and celebrities. It was suggested that their may be a cash donation to the charity/hero being honored. That would be nice, he thought to himself as he started to dress. We could use new staff... And more centers... More foster homes would be great too... 

'Great.' He thought to himself. 'Now I'm anxious.'

***

Yvonne woke up in a large comfy bed. It wasn't her own. She looked over her shoulder and saw Sarah sleeping next to her. About to wake her brunette friend, she decided against it. Remembering the past evenings events. She also remembered the young guy who saved her from the three thugs after the club. The way he had moved so selflessly made Yvonne's heart warm. Yvonne climbed out of bed and walked down to the kitchen. There was a ticking clock in the hall way, the young blond noted as she walked past it. Just catching the time on its face, Yvonne noted that it was close to eight o'clock and she needed to go shopping in time for the NBC event this evening.

As she started to pour herself a cup of coffee she heard Sarah shout down to her.

"Milk, two sugars."

"Got it!" Yvonne shouted back up, smiling, she grabbed another cup and measured out the coffee granules for her co-star. Leaning back against the kitchen table, she thought back to the unpleasant turn of events that had occurred and just how lucky she was that the younger guy had turned up to help her out. She had slipped into an almost dream like state when the kettle boiling shook her out of it.

***

Harry was finally done with everything so he was on his way out. His tuxedo was laid out on the back of his car's seat and Harry was anxious to put it on. He looked at the time on his wrist watch and saw that it was close to one in the afternoon. Six hours until the deadline, he smiled happily and drummed away on the steering wheel with the current tune being blasted out on the radio.

Pulling into his driveway, he slipped out of his car, grabbed his coat and made his way inside. Twisting the key in the lock, Harry stepped inside to be greeted by Spot, his cat. Bending down, he stroked the kitty who reciprocated by rubbing up against his leg.

Harry jogged up the stairs and went into his bathroom. Unbuttoning his lilac shirt, he dumped it on the floor and kicked off his pants leaving his work clothes in a neatly arranged pool of his working life. Peeling off his boxers, Harry kicked them to one side as well and jumped in the shower. Letting the warm water wash over him, Harry dreamt of the night to come.

He foresaw not really famous people, hangers on, like what'shisname from The Hills or that fat blogger no one liked. Maybe a real celebrity like Jennifer Love Hewitt or Kristen Bell may turn up. Now, that would look good on his facebook photo album. He smiled to himself as he washed himself.

Wasn't it a NBC event though? Maybe some stars of NBC would be contractually obliged to turn up. Maybe Yvonne would be there? Maybe Sarah too. It would be nice to see them again, it would certainly be under better circumstances than it was last night.

Satisfied, Harry stepped out of the shower and selected his razor. Rubbing shaving cream over his hands, Harry lathered his face up with the cream and carefully cut away the stubble on his chin. While he didn't have chance to admire her last night, he conceded the point that she looked gorgeous. The creators of Chuck weren't idiots, there were several episodes where Yvonne had to cut down to her underwear. There was one instance where Yvonne had to jump in a shower, whilst clad in lingerie.

Those particular scenes were Harry's favorites as it always meant a lot of her lovely, silky skin would be shown. Careful not to drift off into a day dream, Harry had shaved off all of his facial hair. Still with plenty of time left, Harry changed into sweat pants and sat down to watch the TV.

***

Yvonne and Sarah were now sitting in a new dress shop in down town Los Angeles sorting through various gowns and dresses, ready for the big event.

"What do you think about this one?" Sarah asked, holding out a light blue dress. Pressing it up against herself, letting Yvonne look at it.

"No, I don't like that one. What about that plum one you had earlier? I really liked that one." Yvonne replied, leafing through the display sizes.

"Ugh, couldn't fit my fat ass in it." The brunette replied, making Yvonne scoff.

"What about this?" Yvonne looked up and saw Sarah was holding a creamy colored dress with a golden trim.

"We have a winner!" The blonde said with a smile, putting down the magazine and grabbing her own gown. Having already paid for her dress, she escorted her friend to the cash register. 

As Sarah passed the cashier her credit card, her blonde friend glanced at the clock on the wall and saw there was the better part of three hours to go until the event.

***

Harry was now dressed in his tuxedo and waiting for the knock on the door. NBC had supplied him with a limo to take him to the event. Standing up from the chair, Harry tugged at the shirt that had become ruffled and straightened it out. Sighing heavily, he was nervous and knew it would start to show soon. 

Walking around his front room, he made sure not to scuff his shoes or dig a trench in his front room with his feet. There was a steady knock-knock-knock on the front door, letting Harry know that there was some one at the door.

Walking over, Harry tugged the door handle and the large wooden door swung open to reveal a man dressed in typical limo driver garb. 

"Mister Taylor?" The man said with a warm smile. He looked a bit like an older Jon Faverau with grey hair and a chin beard that formed a goatee in the middle of his face.

"Yes, hello." Harry said with a smile. 

"Hi there, my name's Greg. I'll be your driver for the night. You ready to go now?" He had the slightest tinge of an New York accent which was weird for the are Harry lived in. Looking around Harry couldn't see anything he needed to fix up or finish off so he nodded.

"Yes, should we go now?"

Harry stepped out of the door and locked it behind him. Greg walked down the driveway to the front and opened the back door. Smiling, Harry stepped into the back of the car and sat down. He was instantly blown away by the surroundings, the seats were leather and there was a chilling bottle of champagne in between the backseat of the limo. Chuckling to himself, Harry poured himself a glass of champagne and sat back, sipping on the crystal clear liquid.

"So what's your story pal?" Greg asked, the partition between the back of the car and the front was down so they could see each other. "You saved someone's life?"

"Not quite, I work with child protective services. I was orphaned when I was quite young and been with them since I could join. As far as I know I'm getting some kind of life time achievement award or something. Not that I deserve it..." Harry trailed off to the end. He knew he didn't deserve it, but the economy is still in tatters and America needed some good news. And that meant there had to be champions, which unfortunately Harry was, apparently.

"You don't think you deserve it?" Greg repeated Harry's last words for clarification.

"Not really. I'm just doing my job. Doesn't the average garbage man or cashier deserve one as well? I'm just a office worker with a fancy diploma and instead of customers I have to help children."

"Well, you must be under much more stress. People are losing their jobs and offices are closing. Are you not taking up all their work too?"

"Yeah."

"Cashiers aren't doing the work of other stores are they?"

"Well, no." 

"Cashiers aren't helping kids get over parent's dying are they?"

"No..."

"Cashiers get paid for over time as well don't they?"

"Yeah." 

"Do you?"

"No, I'm on a salary."

"So why shouldn't you get acknowledgment? You certainly deserve it!" Greg said with a warm smile.

Harry looked for a debate but couldn't find one. "I suppose you're right. Have you seen much of these types of events before?" Harry added, unsure of what to expect.

"Not really. I can imagine they'll probably ask you a bunch of questions on the red carpet, if there is one, and then the event will probably be full of presentations. Again, this is speculation, I've never been on that side of events."




A Night of Firsts



Harry nodded and looked outside again. "So, what do you do while we're at the show?"

"Me and the other drivers typically meet up and play cards or something. Then I'll take you home after the event."

The rest of the drive was a fairly uneventful one with Greg and Harry sharing casual banter. Soon, the city's skyline came into view and they arrived at the venue. It was a large building with a press pit for the paparazzi and NBC press agents. 

"Alright Harry, here we go." Greg said with a smile, looking up to his mirror to look at his client.

"Thanks Greg." The younger man said with a smile, stepping out to the red carpet. Greg had opened the door for him. Looking out, he observed the carpet for the first time. It was a long sideways affair that ran to the building. A young male stage hand darted over to greet both he and Greg.

"Which one of you is Harry Taylor?" 

"That's me" Harry offered, sticking his hand up.

"Great, my name's Paul, I'll be escorting you inside. If you'd like to come with me?"

Harry nodded as Greg clasped him on the back in a 'good luck' manner. Walking inside, he felt conscious of the camera's flashing at him as he walked inside. However, he knew that he wasn't a celebrity and shouldn't be treated as such. 

Inside the hall there were lots of people there already and some famous faces he recognized. There was that guy who hosts Fear Factor and the UFC. Joe something? Joe Logan? He wasn't sure. Sure enough, fame whores were there in the tramps from The Hills and that fat blogger guy. Finding his table, Paul went down on a crooked knee to speak to Harry.

"Right, if all goes to plan you'll be called up at ten minutes to the hour. You just need to keep your speech to about two minutes all right?"

Those last words hit Harry like a ton of bricks. A speech. Oh shit. He hadn't prepared one. 

"Sure." Harry said, keeping a calm ton in his voice.

"All right, you'll be seated with some celebrities. I think it's the cast from Chuck."

Another tonne of bricks hit him. Chuck? Maybe Yvonne would be here tonight? Keeping himself calm, Harry nodded as Paul shook his hand and disappeared into the dark. 

***

Striking poses together on the red carpet, Yvonne and Sarah had two big smiles on their faces as the camera's illuminated them. Paul approached the two, careful not to obstruct the camera's eye. He gave a tap of his imaginary watch and the two women acknowledged him. Giving one last pose, the two hooked their arms in each others and they made their way inside it. Being directed to Harry's table, they didn't see it was him. 

Sitting down to the left of him, they made the connection.

"Harry?" Yvonne exclaimed. He had turned to face them and was met by the two Greek Goddesses come to life.

"Hey!" He exclaimed, trying to keep his voice from squeaking at sheer glee.

"Fancy that!" Sarah mused, shaking his hand after Yvonne gave him a hug.

"Yeah, fancy that."

"Are you here from last night? That can't be it!" The blonde babbled, her Australian tone was lovely to hear as Harry smiled.

"No, I work with troubled kids in Social Services."

"Oh wow. How's that going for you?" Sarah asked, tugging her chair in. Tucking herself in, her legs resting under the table.

As Harry and Sarah spoke, Yvonne got to look at her rescuer in a more civilized manner than their previous encounter on the streets. He was a very handsome individual. He looked like he had a good body, it was difficult to tell under his suit. His hair was a smooth brown, that looked a little long but had been gelled back in a 'wind swept' look. He had no trace of a stubble, a personal pet peeve of hers and his green eyes looked so deep, like she could get lost in them. She must've been staring when she felt Sarah elbow him in her ribs. 

Jumping back to the conversation, she nodded and took a stab at what was being said.

"Yeah, that's great."

"What is?" Sarah asked, crooking an eyebrow.

"What we were just talking about." She jumped up and grabbed a Martini from one of the waiters. Shocked, but regaining his composure, he offered the drinks to the rest of the table.

Politely declining, both Harry and Sarah shared a glance.

"You think it's great that he could be losing his job?"

"His... Oh my, Harry I'm sorry!"

"That's all right! You looked like you were in a different galaxy let alone a different room!" He smiled, as Yvonne patted him on the forearm. They were about to speak again when the lights dimmed, the show was about to start.

***

There was a short montage of video footage focusing on Harry's work. When they called his name, his table were particularly vocal in their support. Sarah and Yvonne both taking time to hug him, Yvonne kissed him on the cheek as he made his way up.

Ready to collapse, Harry ignored it and pressed on. Standing up on stage, he realized just how isolated he was. Standing at the podium, he thought for a brief moment before the words began to flow.

"When I was very little, my parents were killed in a car accident. I was left alone and in the hands of the CPS." He paused, looking to the side of the stage to collect his thoughts, before continuing. "They looked after me and made me into the person I am today. But, with all the recent cuts, we're taking away the chance I had. Now, it would be easy for me to feel fine with this award but it shouldn't be for me. It should be for all the kids who survive a tragedy and evolve into a fully functional member of society. So, this is for them. Thanks a lot."

Harry made his way back to the table to various hoots and hollers and general applause. Sitting at the table, Yvonne had pounded back her sixth or seventh Martini, he looked concerned when she hugged him tightly.

Sarah shook her head lightly and laughed as she sat back down again.

"That was a great speech Harry." She said with a smile, the blonde nodded enthusiastically. 

"Yep! Great speech!" 

"Not to be rude... But how many have you had?" Harry saw something in her that frightened him. She looked just like one of the drunks he'd confront. They were so certain that they could change but never managed to see their kids on their birthdays. It made him sick.

Her brunette friend caught Harry's look and intervened.

"Too much. Yvonne. Conference." Sarah commanded, tugging her by the arm she dragged her off to the toilets. Stepping inside, the brunette looked around quickly before confronting her friend.

"Are you trying to scare the guy?"

"What?! No! Why?"

"Well, you're pounding back the drinks like it's going out of style. If you keep it up you'll be wasted and he won't want to know."

Yvonne was about to argue, but shut her mouth. Sarah was right. She knew it too. Hugging her friend, Yvonne got emotional.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry. Just make that one the last one kay?"

"Sure. Should we get back?"

The night had come to an end and the table had made their ways out to the car park. Yvonne took Sarah to one side. "I'm going to sleep with him."

That was a new one. "You're what!?" Sarah said in a hushed voice. 

"You heard me. I'm going to sleep with him. I decided when I was inside. He's everything I need. American, looks after himself and most of all has a good heart. Look at him, he deserves it.

Sarah was about to speak when she realized Yvonne was serious. "All right. What do you want me to do?"

"Can you call me in fifteen?"

"Sure." The two shared a hug and Sarah waved her goodbyes to Harry.

"Are you not going with Sarah?"

"I thought I could ride with you. If that's OK?"

"That is more than fine!" Harry said with a smile, Greg opened the door for the two before winking at Harry. Taking no notice, they sat in the limo and spoke for a bit until Yvonne's phone went off.

"It's Sarah, excuse me. Hi Sarah..."

"Hi Yvonne, I've called you. Now what?"

"Wait, he did what?"

"Yvonne? What are you talking about?" 

"Where are you now? All right, stay at my house."

"Ah. Rock his world girl!"

"I will. I'll see you soon."

Yvonne hung up before looking at Harry.

"What's wrong?"

"It's Sarah, she's got a total creep of an ex-boyfriend who seems insistent on following her around. Can you come back to my place? We can meet her there."

"Sure. Greg, can we make a detour?"

"Of course pal. Where are we going?"

"Seventeen Oakland drive." Yvonne said, looking at the mirror. Greg nodded and voiced his acknowledgment.

"I'm really glad you're here Harry."

"Yeah, no problem. Do you think I should stay the night?"

Perfect! Yvonne thought to herself. He was doing most of the work for her. "If that's OK?"

"Sure. I have the weekend off."

They sat almost silently, as they drove to Yvonne's house.

***

When they arrived, Harry let Greg go. Walking down the long drive, there was a light on in the kitchen. 

"That must be Sarah." Yvonne wondered aloud as they went through the front door. The pair walked in and headed into the kitchen. There was a note on the table. Yvonne picked it up and read it out loud.

"Yvonne, I've been picked up by my parents. I'll call you in the morning. Sarah. XOXOXO. Sorry Harry it looks like it was a wasted trip."

"It's fine. I've got to spend some more time with you." He almost couldn't believe how cheesy that sounded. He felt blood rush to his cheeks as Yvonne smiled.

"Would you like a drink?"

"Please. Do you have any soda?"

"Sure. Diet coke OK?" She asked, pulling open the fridge door to peer inside.

"Perfect."

"Cool. Do you want to grab a seat? I'll be in shortly." She motioned to the main room where her TV and the majority of her furniture was. Nodding, he made his way inside and took a seat on her sofa.

A few moments passed and Yvonne walked in with two glasses of diet coke. Thanking her, he took the glass from her and sipped on the cool beverage. They were quiet for a moment when Yvonne broke the silence.

"Earlier you said you got to spend more time with me. Do you like that?"

"Well, what's not to like? I'm just a dweeb and you're really hot!"

It was Yvonne's turn to blush now. "Thank you... But you're not a dweeb. I think you're hot too."

There was a silence that seemed to last an eternity before Yvonne spoke again. Lifting her glass, she smiled.

"Here's to being hot." Leaning in, she planted a kiss on his lips. It only lasted a few moments. Breaking, they looked at each other and put their glasses down. This time, with more passion and urgency, they kissed again. Yvonne climbed on his lap and took his face in her hands. Holding him, she moaned into his mouth as he put his hands on her buttocks. He didn't seem sure as to what to do with his tongue. 

Yvonne was more than happy to guide him. Nudging his tongue with hers, she wrapped it around and sucked on his tongue. Soon, she broke the kiss and playfully nipped at his bottom lip. Looking down his body, she put her hands on his chest and tugged his shirt apart. Buttons sailed across the room as she dived in, kissing his chest and working her way down. She was very happy with the state of his chest, toned with a thin fuzz of body hair.

She reached his bottoms and pulled his pants open too. Reaching in, Yvonne pulled out his seven inch member that had now hardened. Licking her lips, she brushed her hair back behind her ears and opened her mouth. Licking his tip, she smiled with pride when he groaned at her simplest touch. Wrapping her dainty hand around his shaft, she looked up and spoke softly.

"Are you a virgin Harry?"

"What? No... Sorry."

"Don't be. I like a pro." With that, she winked and started to suck on his cock. Her lips formed a vacuum around his shaft and she slowly bobbed up and down.

Placing her hands on his waist, she bobbed up and down as she loosened her lips. Flicking and running her tongue along his shaft, before expertly flicking her tongue against his ball sack. Amazed at what was happening, he wasn't ready to pinch himself. Instead, he opted to run his hands through her blond hair while she sucked him. As she reached his head, she noticed that cum had started to bubble already. Thinking nothing of it, she scooped up the cum and carried on sucking. Cupping his balls with her right hand, she moaned as Harry started to entangle his fingers in her luscious locks.

Grunting, Harry's hips lifted up off of the couch and before he could warn her he had shot his load inside her mouth. Slowly, his hips fell back down to the couch and he realized how pitifully he had done.

"I'm... I'm... I'm sorry I had too much to drink earlier..." Embarrassed, Harry started to form excuses. Thinking nothing of it, she shook her head and stood up. She had since swallowed his load and smiled. 

"It's fine babe. Let's go upstairs." 

He kicked off his pants as Yvonne took him by the hand and led her upstairs. Reaching her bedroom with several stops for kisses on the way, Yvonne unzipped her dress and kicked off her shoes. She wasn't wearing a bra but her lacy black underwear truly was a sight to behold. Harry's dick had hardened again as she walked to her bedside table and fished out a box of condoms. She quickly checked the expiration date before tossing them over to him.

"All right big boy. Time for my fun."

He nodded and took out a condom, she didn't really think of it at the time but he seemed to be spending a lot of time working on the foil.

Eventually, he managed to get the plastic sheath out and had rolled it down on his member.

"How have you done it before?"

"Only missionary I'm afraid." Harry said, climbing on the bed with her.

Yvonne shook her head.

"You poor thing. Missing out on one of the best feelings in the world! Lie down." She ordered as he complied.

Lying down, Yvonne parted her legs and climbed on top of him. Prying her pussy's lips apart, she slowly impaled herself on his shaft. They both shared a groan, with an overly dramatic hair whip by Yvonne. His hands fell on her breasts, he played with her nipples until they hardened by his touch.

Taking the left one in his mouth he sucked on it, bringing the small nub to life. His hand was playing with her other breast as they indulged in each other's bodies. Tweaking the nipple, like he would a radio dial, it seemed to do the trick as she rocked her body on him.

Her pussy was soaking wet. He could feel it through the rubber sheath and how she moaned. 

Yvonne's hands were on his shoulders as she raised and dropped on his member. Harry dragged his mouth across to her other fleshy mound, not letting his lips leave her skin. Bringing his hands up to her left breast, he played with her tit again as he sucked on her right nipple.

"Oh Harry..." Yvonne sighed, she felt how tightly her pussy was hugging his shaft. Harry brought his lips off of her tit and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in tighter as they kissed. She started to grind her cunt against his shaft, increasing her pleasure ten fold. Breaking the kiss, Yvonne groaned out loud again.

Finding his hands, Yvonne pushed him to the bed and held his hands high above his head. With a more primal lust, she brought her hips up and slammed them down, almost like a piston on an old steam train. Involuntarily, her nails dug into his skin as she lost herself in carnal desire. A thin film of sweat formed on their bodies as Yvonne's eyes started to dim.

"Oh... Oh... Oh yeah!" Yvonne screamed aloud as her hips went crazy. They weren't following a pattern any more, simply up and down, or front to back, coating his shaft and lap with her womanly juices. Her hands let go of his and she started to paw at her breasts. Taking the initiative, Harry rolled her over so he was on top. Her legs hooked around him and he pounded her.

"Oh fuck..." He sighed as Yvonne's legs squeezed him tightly. Putting one hand above her head, he grunted as he continued to fuck her. Her pussy clamped down on him and her back arched off of the bed. Time seemed to still as Yvonne practically recreated the scene from the Exorcist. There wasn't a single part of her body on the bed as she shook with an orgasm to awake the Almighty. 

Feeling how snug her pussy was and with the sudden clamp down, Harry shot his load. Spurt after spurt smacked against the rubber as he continued to fuck the lovely lady beneath him. His strength soon sapped from him and as his pulsing strokes came to a stop, she hugged him tightly. His head rested on her shoulder as they caught their breath.

Rolling onto his back, he smiled softly as Yvonne curled up against him, letting her panting mouth rest on his shoulder.

"That... Was... Amazing!" She panted wiping some sweat soaked hair from her face. "Thank you Harry."

"My pleasure." He panted, holding her softly.

"So... Where do I land on your list?" She smiled, her index finger traced his hairy chest. Playing between his two nipples. She looked up when he didn't answer.

His cheeks had flushed with red again. He looked down, smiling inanely. "You're the best."

"Bullshit. I bet you've had better. Where do I land?"

Trying not to look directly at her, Harry bit his bottom lip. "Umm... Yvonne..." He said, his eyes desperate to avoid her gaze.

"It's alright. I'm just glad we did this. I'm sorry for prying."

"Can I tell you a secret?" He asked softly. When she looked at him and nodded, he said, "Promise never to let this leave this room? Not even Sarah can know."

Sitting up, looking at him. She nodded again. "Sure. What is it?"

Smiling shyly, he leaned forward, kissing her softly. When they broke apart,

he smiled, still looking shy and nervous despite his best efforts. "Thank you

for being my first."

Seeing his shyness, Yvonne tried to piece together what he was talking about. She looked at him, red still in his cheeks. This was bothering him something fierce. His confidence hadn't really taken a knock except for the blowjob earlier... Then it clicked.

The condom. She thought, trying to think what about the condom had made her focus on it. He struggled with it! He didn't exactly say anything but other guys have got them on quicker. Especially with me. Perhaps it was a different brand? But all of the rubbers work the same. She brought her gaze up to Harry's eyes as her head put the clues together.

"Harry... Are you a virgin?" She asked very softly. Almost as if she was afraid of his answer.

Shaking his head, he had a big smile. "Nope!"

Sighing, Yvonne smiled. "Thank god..."

"Well, I'm not anymore!" .

Looking up at him again, Yvonne got very serious. "What do you mean?"

Looking at her, he said, "Well, since we did it, not now."

Shaking her head, Yvonne sighed, it was hard to remain mad at him. "Oh Harry... I shouldn't have been the person to take your virginity. You're supposed to give it to someone you love. Someone you really care about."

Turning his body to face her, he smiled, taking her back into his arms.

"Yvonne, I do care about you. I'd like to think that you're my friend." He said, before thinking of something. "It can't have been a coincidence that we met each other two nights in a row."

"Why did you lie to me?"

Sighing, he spoke softly, "Because I didn't want you... I didn't want you laughing at me because I'm so inexperienced." Looking away from her, he added softly. "It was hard enough to fake not being scared..."

Rolling over onto her back, Yvonne groaned and put her hands on her face.

"Jesus Harry, is that what you think of me?"

"Well... Not any more."

"Well, since we're being honest... I was going to seduce you... So, I'm just as much to blame." He opened his arms and she dived in, wrapping hers around his waist. She spoke softly into his chest.

"You know... If I took your cherry... Maybe you should take mine?"

"I'm sorry?"

"I've not had anal before."




A Night of Firsts



"I see." Harry's balls practically exploded. "You're suggesting I fuck you in the ass?"

"Why not? It's only fair." With that, she hopped off of the bed and found a small tub of Vaseline. Twisting the top off, she scooped up the cool liquid and liberally stroked it on his shaft. Passing him the tub, she crawled to the top of the bed and wiggled her ass invitingly.

"Can you lube me up first?"

He nodded and coated her ass hole with some of the liquid. Spending a couple of minutes on it, she lifted her head and spoke softly.

"All right. Let's go."

Nodding, he tossed the pot to one side and parted her ass cheeks. His cool, coated shaft pushed up against her butt hole. He hovered, unsure of what to do. Yvonne grunted a noise of approval and pushed her hips backwards. Slipping three inches inside her, Yvonne asked him to stop when he tried to fit more in. 

"Just... Give me a minute." She asked, her head fell down as she waited for her ass to accept his size. It probably could have done with more lube, but it was too late for that. "All right. Go." 

Pushing in, Harry managed to fit another two inches inside her and met more resistance.

"I think that's it. Can you fuck me like this?"

"Certainly."

He held onto her hips and pulled out some of his shaft. Pushing it back in, he delivered slow, steady strokes that made her groan again. Sliding one of his hands under her body, he rubbed her pussy as he carried on fucking her. 

Reaching beneath her, Yvonne guided his hand on her pussy rubbing her more sensitive area as her ass was invaded. 

He couldn't believe just how tight she was as her butt hole squeezed him tightly. Suddenly, her ass accepted all of him and he fell in deeper. His balls slapped against her pussy and their hands as he fell in deeper. 

Yvonne let out a passionate scream as her ass was invaded completely. Her entire upper body collapsed as she and Harry frigged herself to an orgasm while her fucked her. Taking his hand off of her cunt, he quickly sucked his fingers clean before putting both of his hands on her hips and fucking her harder.

Another film of sweat was forming on them, wiping his forehead clean, Harry leant forward and kissed her on her shoulder as she screamed into her mattress. She was still fingering herself and was clawing at the bed sheets with her free hand. Her back arched as she came to another orgasm. Panting, she spoke softly. "Spank me."

"Spank you?"

"Fucking spank me!" She ordered, looking over her shoulder. Nodding, he brought his right hand up and smacked it against her skin. With each thrust inside her, he made another spank. Making sure to punctuate each thrust with a swift spank, she cried out as his nuts started to tighten. 

Sure he was going to blow his load, he pulled out and shot it all over her back in an arcing shot. 

Yvonne's head rested against the sheets as she sighed and let him finish. When he didn't say anything, she brought her head up and saw he was fast asleep. Smiling, she tugged at the covers and curled up with him under them.

***

It was close to eight o'clock in the morning when Yvonne heard her phone whir to life. Reaching over, she scooped it up and looked at the text message.

'Fun? Xoxo' Sarah had sent it to her earlier in the day, she just hadn't heard it.

'Very! Xoxo.' She replied, smiling. Looking at Harry still asleep looking absolutely blissful.

A few moments passed before she received a reply.

'Call U?'

'Later! He's asleep.'

'ASLEEP?! Wake his ass up!' Yvonne giggled at Sarah's reply, she was about to reply when Harry woke up.

"Morning." He said with a smile, wiping the sleep away from his eyes. "Good. This wasn't a dream."

"I'm sure it was close to a dream, but no. We actually did the nasty last night. How did you sleep?"

"Excellent thank you. Yourself?"

"Well, I had a pain in my ass. Any ideas?" She teased, as Harry hugged her.

"Want me to kiss it better? Who's on the phone?"

"Oh, it's just Sarah. She wanted to know what I got up to."

"Well, deflowering must be a big one right?"

"Certainly is. But, I promised not to say."

"What about three orgasms to me?"

"Only three? I'd better see to that." She said with a smile, putting her phone down the two shared another kiss.



A Night of Firsts at the ABS



In 1989, my National Guard unit was activated to support Operation Just Cause, the invasion of Panama. Since we were a helicopter maintenance company we knew that we would be busy, but not have to see any action. Due to all the shots and paperwork that was needed, we got to Howard Air Force Base on the west coast of Panama after the fighting was over. My unit then set about helping the local maintenance staff repair all the birds that had been used hard during the invasion.

We were there a few months and got sent home having helped the regular Army out with quite a bit a maintenance. The whole time I was there I was too busy to even jack-off so when we arrived stateside, that was one of the priorities that was on my mind. After checking in all of our equipment and tools and filling out paperwork, I decided that I was going to do a special session with my special friend. 

The summer before, while driving around Aberdeen, Maryland, I had spotted a number of adult book stores. I didn't have the time to stop then, but I made a mental note about them. I was not one to visit them often. I had been to some, but never went behind the black curtains. I wasn't certain on what went on back there, but it seemed seedy to me and I wasn't to that. This time was going to be different and I was going to see what was down those dark corridors. 

I drove up to Aberdeen and there were a few places to choose from. It's been so long I don't remember the name of the place, but it was brick building and I walked in, showed my ID and looked around for a bit. I looked at the magazines and VHS tapes for a bit while I worked up enough courage to go up the counter and get some tokens. I eventually pulled out my wallet and got five dollars' worth and slowly made my way into the back of the shop. I wasn't as dark as I had seen in other bookstore in Baltimore and I quickly found my way into a booth. The booth was dark and I had to feel around to find out where to put my tokens. As I dropped the first one in, the screen burst to life with some 1970's gay porn. That was not what I came there to see as I was there to see some dude bang a chick, but somehow I was mesmerized what I was seeing. The cocks on these two guys were huge compared to mine and I found myself getting hard. I turned the channel and worked my way around the other videos and was back to where I started. The guys were taking turns sucking on each other's cock and I was getting turned on by what I was seeing on screen. 

It was then that I saw movement in my booth. I looked down and saw a hand coming into my booth. Not knowing what all of this was about I told the hand "No thank-you" and was thinking about leaving the booth. The hand went back into the hole and I was wondering what was going on. I bent over to look into the hole and that is when I saw my first male cock up close. It was smallish even hard and surrounded by a thick bush of red hair. The owner of this cock must have seen me looking and proceeded to push his cock through the hole. It was if though I was in a trance. I found my hand reaching up and playing with this mysterious cock. I started stroking it, playing with the balls and for reasons I am not totally sure of I bent forward and licked the tip. I took a few more licks and then inserted it into my mouth. 

I proceeded to suck on it for a while, stopping to rest my jaw and play with his balls. The cock would then thrust into my space as if telling me to suck it some more. I really went to town this time and sucked it for all I was worth and soon I was shocked again to find that he was cumming in my mouth, something that I was not counting on at all. I pulled back and the last spurt fell on to the dirty floor. The cock that seconds before was in my mouth, went back into its booth, never to been seen again. I was left wondering what to do. I was confused, I had a mouth full of some guys cum and I had just sucked a dick. Becoming scared and my heart racing, I spit the cum onto the floor and quickly left. I drove for half an hour before I was calm enough to pull over and think about what I had just done. 

I had gone there to jerk off and in the process had seen gay porn for the first time, discovered glory holes, sucked my first cock and had someone cum in my mouth. It would be a while before I returned there and the next time would be different, but it was also a life changing trip and something that I fondly look back on all these years later.