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Delight

By: Flayme



Todd, Mark and I have all been best friends for years: ever since our first year in college, actually. We spent long hours in each other's dorm rooms studying, watching movies, and just generally having fun. Each one of us had a very different personality, which seemed to compliment the other. Todd was always the funny man, often causing Mark and I to break into mass hysterics from his jokes, impressions, and stories. The role of the studious one fell to Mark. Many a study session would have never begun had it not been for him. 

I sort of fell in the middle...not as carefree and fun loving as Todd, and not as studious as Mark. But we got along well. So well, in fact, that Todd and I ended up getting married right after our graduation.

As it happens often in life, each year that passed found more distance between us, until our visits with Mark were limited to once, sometimes twice a year. We talked often on the telephone, but it was just not the same. We missed the fun the three of us had together.

So it was with great excitement that I relayed Mark's recent news to Todd. He would be coming for a visit the following weekend. We spent the rest of the week clearing our schedules, so we would have plenty of free time to visit and catch up with each other.

Friday evening found Todd and I excited and busy. He was to pick up Mark from the airport after work, while I bolted home from the office to start preparing dinner. We usually stayed in the first night upon our visits, so that all the catching up could take place, and then spent the rest of the visit going out, re-visiting old haunts, and generally having a great time. It would be the same this weekend. Or so I thought.

I was standing in the kitchen checking the sauce for the pasta, when I heard the front door open and the sound of masculine voices murmuring back and forth, with an occasional chuckle or two. Quickly wiping my hands on a towel, I turned around with a very large smile upon my face only to be engulfed in a huge bear hug. Laughing delightedly, I squeezed my arms around Marks shoulders as he swung me around in a circle before setting me back on my feet.

Throughout the evening the conversation flowed, as did the wine, and so the merriment level ran high. Periods of laughter rang through the room, and so did moments of comfortable silence as the meal was consumed. I could not help but admire how well Mark was looking. I had always thought of him as good looking, with his dark brown hair, tall and slightly lanky build: and the years seemed to be agreeing with him. Stating as much, his cheeks warmed upon my words. Teasing him a bit about it, I stood to begin clearing the table. 

"Blush looks good on you, Mark. You should wear it more often!" Grinning mischievously, I winked at Todd, who chuckled good-naturedly.

Apparently choosing not to reply, Mark stood and began gathering plates and wineglasses together silently, a small smile playing about his lips. He followed me into the kitchen where he stacked everything on the counter next to the sink. I spent a moment rinsing a few of the dishes, and then turned to walk back into the dining room. Gasping, I bumped into Mark, who had silently been standing behind me.

"Oh! Would you stop sneaking like that?" I laughed softly and placed a hand on his chest to move him out of the way. He surprised me by placing his hand over mine, holding it captive above his heart. I looked up at him, curious as to what was going through his mind, and then he leaned towards me, and my nose was suddenly filled with the scent of his cologne, my eyes filled with his face. And my heart fluttered a tiny bit. Tugging on my hand, I stepped back...a mistake since this trapped me with the counter at my back, and him at my front. 

Stepping closer to me, he let his body lean into mine ever so slightly, and a flash of excitement raced through my veins. My eyes flickered as I tried to train my gaze on his face, and not on his chest as it so desperately wanted to do. "Is there something I can help you with?" Although I tried for nonchalance, the words came out a bit breathlessly, ruining the effect.

Brushing his cheek against mine for a moment, he stepped back, eyes twinkling. "Blush looks good on you, Anne. You should wear it more often." And with a swagger in his step, Mark strolled back into the other room to join Todd. 

Laughing to myself, and shaking my head at my own foolishness I follow suit, finding that the "boys" had moved to the living room. They sat talking quietly as I entered the room, and I stood for a moment by the doorway, admiring them. Both were fairly tall, Mark topping Todd by a few inches. Where Mark was dark in hair and skin, Todd was blond and fair. Both men very handsome, both very different in nature. Both very dear to me. 

"So what has captured your interest so much that you sit here gossiping together like a couple of old women?" Stepping further into the room, I grin a bit at them. 

Smiling and patting the empty sofa space between him and Mark, Todd replies, "The same thing that has kept our interest for years..." and three voices chime in together with the answer. "Sports!" 

Sitting in the offered seat, I relax and once again the atmosphere is cozy and comforting. We discuss plans for the following day for a while, and it grows more difficult to smother the yawns that creep up on me. "I think it is time for us to call it a night, my dear boys." 

Standing, I motion for Todd to follow me. "I will be right there, honey. I just need to discuss something with Mark." He smiles up at me, and I kiss his cheek, and then Marks before going to our room.

I pull the bed covers down, and get ready for bed in our bathroom, slipping into a plain white t-shirt that hangs to mid-thigh. After brushing my long red hair for a bit, I walk back into the bedroom and find Todd already there sitting on the bedside, slipping off his shoes. Smiling at me, he says, "It is good to see Mark again, isn't it?"

Walking over, "Yes, it has been much too long since our last visit. He seems to be doing well, though, don't you think?" I crawl onto the bed behind Todd and kneel in the center. "He seems more confident, almost."

Slipping his shirt over his head, he turns to me. "You think so? Maybe you are right." 

Feigning a gasp, I say playfully, "Oh my word! You just admitted that I was right, and I didn't have to twist your arm to get you to say it! The world is ending...the sky is falling...the..." I shriek and try to move away as Todd lunges across the bed, and we tumble to the floor, laughing and wrestling. 

Pinning my arms to the floor by my head, he blows a raspberry on my neck causing me to buck and shout with laughter. Catching him off guard, I manage to toss Todd off, and roll to my feet. Laughing, I back away from him, throwing taunts and grinning. Todd stalks towards me a few feet, before suddenly stopping. In my glee at having "bested" him, I do not notice that his gaze falls a bit over my shoulder. Taking another step back, I come up against something hard that is blocking my get-away. Looking over my shoulder, I see Mark standing behind me, a small smile playing about his lips.

Gently taking me by the wrists, he holds my arms straight out on either side of me, rendering me helpless against Todd's tickling fingers. Shrieking with laughter, I twist and pull, trying to get away from them. And then things changed.

Somewhere between the wriggling fingers that danced along my sides, and trying to escape I suddenly found my arms curved up and around Marks neck behind me. His hands now resting upon my hips, and his body pressed flush against mine, from shoulder to toe. Todd's hips press into mine from in front of me, forcing my rump firmly into Marks lap. And the laughter faded away, to be replaced by another emotion. Tightly reigned in desire. 

I freeze, my body quivering, but unsure of the new situation. Looking over my shoulder, I grow warm at the intimate embrace we share, and as my eyes drift over Marks, I am stunned by what I see. Lust. Snapping my eyes back to the man in front of me, I pray that he does not see the pebbling of my nipples through my thin shirt. My prayers go unanswered and I watch his eyes drift down, honing in on them. Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath, I prepare for the worst.

Instead, I feel his fingers slide around my ribs and up, causing my eyes to fly back open again in shock. He is going to touch me in front of Mark! His eyes meet mine darkly as his thumbs slowly rub a circle around the tips of my breasts. And I cannot stop a soft moan from escaping my lips. 

"Ooohhh...." Hearing the breath hiss passed my lips; Todd's eyes darken further with wanting. And then, there is no doubt. No trying to escape. There was only feeling. 

Marks fists gather my t-shirt up, and he slides the clothing up and over my breasts, holding the material there and baring my nakedness to both sets of eyes. I watch in disbelief as Todd's mouth descends, pressing kisses upon each breast. Then his lips part and his tongue snakes out to coil around one hardened tip, before sucking it into his mouth. 

This combined with the sensation of another pair of lips meandering along my neck sets my heart to racing, and my body to trembling. I clench my fists at my sides... afraid to touch... afraid the pleasure will stop. Afraid of coming apart.

"You are such a hot little piece," Todd murmurs against my skin. "And I want to watch you burn even hotter, watch you as your body takes two cocks. Do you want that too, baby?" Head spinning from both words and sensation, I moan again.

Marks deep voice softly tickles my ear. "Would you like to feel two men worship your beautiful body? Two sets of lips kissing, sucking, two tongues licking, two sets of hands stroking, fondling, caressing?" his teeth scrape down along my throat, before sinking gently into my skin, biting my neck and suckling it.

Throwing caution to the wind, I slide my hands up, and place them behind me, around Marks neck once again. Todd sinks down onto his knees before me, and begins to gently nibble at my breasts and I arch into his mouth.

After a few glorious moments of this, Todd suggests we move to the bed for comfort. I lay down upon the pillows, a willing slave to my two captors. Both men gaze down at me for a moment, lying there like a wanton. 

Todd looks at Mark briefly before saying "She has the sweetest tasting cunt ever...like honey on your lips." He motions our friend forward, and Mark crawls onto the bed, using his hands to spread my thighs wide. Lying between my legs, he stares at my slit for a second, before lowering his head slowly. His eyes meet mine just as his tongue flicks out, lapping at my wetness.

My head falls back, and my eyes close as a kaleidoscope of feelings course through my body. "Oh god...yes..." The words pass my lips unwittingly, and I draw my knees up slightly, splaying my thighs even further.

Moving onto the bed next to me, Todd continues his conquering of my breasts with the use of lips, teeth, tongue and fingers. Gently pinching and rolling one nipple between the thumb and forefinger of a hand, his teeth take the other one hostage, scraping and tugging.

"Hot, addicting honey..." murmured against the juncture of my thighs, as his tongue explores deeper and deeper. Using his fingers, Mark opens my flesh even further to his probing tongue, and he buries his face into my pussy like a man starved.

The feeling of two completely different sets of lips on my body at once is too much, and I explode in my first orgasm of the night, crying out loudly. "AAHHH!!!" My thighs clamp down on Marks head, and my hand holds Todd's head to my sensitive chest.

After the tremors subside, my limbs fall listlessly to the bed and one word runs rampant through my mind: More, more, more...like a never ending chant. Turning onto my side, my lips eagerly seek out Todd's and his tongue intertwines with mine. Sliding a hand down his stomach, I stroke his hardness through his pants, bringing a groan to his lips.

"I need to feel your naked skin on mine...both of yours." I whisper huskily. Helping Todd and Mark divest themselves of their clothing, we fall to the bed in a heap of hands, lips, and tongues, with me in the middle.

My hands seek out male hardness, one slim and long, the other short and thick...both like velvet steel. Cupping and stroking, I am awed by the strength I grasp, and awed by the power I have over it.

Pushing Mark over onto his back, I glide my tongue down his neck, stopping momentarily to taste his flesh more fully, sucking and nibbling, before traveling down his chest. His large hand cups the back of my head as I flick my tongue out against his nipple, and slip farther down. He groans and arches a bit as my breasts brush against his shaft, and I scrape my teeth down the lower half of his belly.

Kneeling between his legs, my long silky hair trailing along his skin, I drag the flat of my tongue from the base of his cock to the tip, circling it wetly. Hearing his breath hiss between his lips, I open my lips engulfing him in wet heat. Drawing deeply, my lips slip further down, taking him into my throat. Tasting him.

"Yes...taste me...mmm..." Fisting his hands in my hair, Mark flexes his hips.

Todd's hands run down my back, and I suddenly feel the sharp, exquisite sting of his palm cracking sharply against my naked ass. Groaning against the hard cock in my mouth, I feel the wet evidence of my arousal running down my thighs.

A new sensation penetrates my hazy mind, and I begin to tremble as Todd's wet tongue slowly licks a path from cunt to ass. Sucking greedily on Mark's prick, my head begins to bob up and down as I feel the tongue probing my ass. Pressing, licking, fucking.

Needing more, needing to be filled full, I slide up Mark's body, straddling him. Grasping his cock in my hand, I rub him against my wetness a bit before slowly sinking down onto him, balls deep.

"Ooohhhh...feels so good." I sit there for a moment to adjust to his girth, shaking. At the same time, Todd replaces his tongue with a finger, slipping it slightly into my ass, massaging and stretching me. I look over my shoulder at him, eyes glazed.

"You like that, don't you Anne. You like his cock in your cunt, and my finger in your ass." His breath hot, he gently bites my earlobe, suckling it for a moment before moving behind me.

Marks hands settle on my hips, and he moves his dick slowly in and out a few times, sighing. Todd's finger slips out of my backside, and I groan a protest. 

"Shhh...I know exactly what you need, baby. Don't worry, you will get it." Expecting to feel his probing digit again, I gasp and start to pull away as I feel something larger pressing into me from behind. Looking back, I whimper as I watch Todd rub his dark red cock against my ass.

"Fuck her ass." Hands gripping my hips and holding me in place, Marks eyes darken as he watches my face. Protesting that he couldn't possibly fit, my face contorts in pleasure/pain as my ass is suddenly impaled deeply. 

There is utter stillness for a few moments, harsh panting as bodies adjust. I tremble with the knowledge that my body is so completely filled, invaded in a way I never thought possible. And I loved it. Loved the possession.

Ever so slowly, we begin to move, finding a rhythm together. Retreating, penetrating, again and again. I begin to whimper louder as their thrusts become vigorous, Todd's cock slamming into me from behind, forcing my cunt down harder onto Marks prick. And I begin a litany of mindless chanting.

"Oh yes...fuck me...give it to me just like that." Mark takes turns licking and sucking my breasts, one then the other. Todd's teeth sink into my neck as though he is an animal trying to hold me in place. It was glorious.

Slipping one hand around my waist and down, Todd's fingers find my clit and he begins to stroke as he pistons his cock in and out of my gaping asshole. Shrieking loudly, my hips buck a bit, and Mark slams into my eager pussy, growling deep in his throat.

"Cum for me Anne...cum on my cock." Encourages Mark.

"I want to shoot my cum in your ass, baby." Pants Todd.

"Oh god...I am going to cum!" I moan loudly. My eyes close as I focus on the building pleasure, that feeling of something incredible about to happen...getting stronger and stronger until it almost hurts, it feels so good. And I shatter into a thousand pieces.

My back arching I shout my release, spurring both men on to finish. Wave after wave rocks my body as their thrusts drag my orgasm out, and I gasp for breath. Shuddering convulsively, I begin to talk them both home.

"Come on baby...cum in my ass...feels so good...mmm...shoot it baby..." Reaching back and gripping his hip, I pull him harder into me and in moments I feel his cock expand and twitch, and my ass is filled with his cream.

Watching the pleasure on my face touches the necessary spark in Mark, and his hips fly up sharply, raising us briefly off the bed as he spends himself in me.

"OOOHHHHH!!!!" I lean down onto his chest, naked flesh upon naked flesh as I murmur nonsensical words in his ear.

After our breathing returns to normal, we sprawl across the bed, and I am cradled between both of them. Without warning, a giggle escapes my lips and soon I am wracked with delighted laughter. The men join in, hands still caressing gently.

I look at one, and then the other with a smile about my lips and say what is on everyone's mind. 

"Looks like we are staying in this weekend."

And we did. 

Delight



"Do you want your ass whipped?"

"Yes"

"Yes what?"

"Yes, I want my ass whipped. I want to suck on you. I want my mouth fucked. Please."

The abrupt stop of the whistling, the sting of the lash drove her mouth onto him. She can't help the jump. The jolt of her throat against his groin makes a groan. She pulls back and so does he. 

"Do you want another? Do you like that?"

"Yes. I want my ass whipped. I love sucking you."

"I'll give you one for each time you take me in your mouth the way I like it. Deep into your throat and all the way out to lick the head. That's one lash. If you do it really well, the next one will slice down on your pussy lips. Or nip your clit." She shivered. Really, a tremble that shook her spine. 

To cover her fear? Trepidation? She took the head of the cock that stood just outside her lips into her mouth. It fit nicely inside.

"Do you want your ass whipped?"

"Yes". She never trusted her voice not to betray her. She always pictured it shaking and even failing to work.

"Yes what?"

"Yes, I want my ass whipped, please. Please." She tried to take more of the cock into her lips than just the mushroom, but it pulled away. "Please. I want to suck you."

"Is this what you want?" The whip whisked through the air, slashed a red streak over the left globe. A traceable mark that even now drew his attention. He wanted his finger to smooth the length of it. Sometimes they would weal and there would be an ever so slight raising over the mid part of the redness. It wouldn't always be visible, but his fingers could tease it. 

"Yes. Please." The strike had made her jerk. Her lips had just grazed the tip of his cock at the outer edge of the wrench, before her body relaxed back. She felt it and strained to get back to it.

"Yes, please, what?"

"Yes. Please. I want my ass whipped. I want to suck you. I want to taste you."

The cock pushed forward, forced its way through her lips. They parted willingly, pushed back even. When the lash snapped, her throat shoved down the remainder of the thick base. That elicited a delicious groan from him as her lips clung to every departing inch. Her tongue started working over the delicate underside as soon as it was free enough to move.

Before the head exposed itself, it was being pressured back in, his hand on the back of her head. This time the strip of thin leather sliced straight down between her cheeks and snapped as it snipped her clit. Her head crashed to his groin. 

It was her turn to moan as he pulled it all the way out of her mouth. Didn't she do it right? Wasn't she doing everything the way he liked? He was so hard she couldn't imagine that he wasn't enjoying this. 

He shoved his finger in her mouth so she couldn't ask, or beg, or plead (she wasn't sure what she was about to do), shifted and suddenly he was ramming through her juices and deep into her pussy. She gave a small scream of surprise. "Oh!" Then a groan of need. He shoved against her ass. Ten, twelve, fifteen times. She was so full. Just as sudden, she was empty and aching.

"Do you want your ass whipped?"

"Oh god, please. Please whip my ass." This came out in a groan. Long and drawn out. A few more thrusts and she would have cum, grasping the fullness and reveling in the feeling of her own juices dripping down her thighs. When he pulled out, she felt a little splatter and knew she was dripping onto the bedcovers. 

His drenched cock shoved between her lips again and the crack that sliced down across her pouting pussy lips could have been a hand yanking her hair and stuffing his cock down her throat. She opened and took it all and at the base, she shook with spasms. 

It was the thrill of taking his hardness, tasting herself, feeling it slick and slippery with her wetness and at the same time feeling the damp slithering down her thighs. Sometimes he wipes the juice across her cheeks before pressing into her mouth. Usually then, he'll kiss it from her face as he moves between fucking her mouth and fucking her pussy again. 

The spasms wrack her body, produced as much by the knowledge of what will come as by the act itself. The back and forth drives her beyond her ability to manage the sensations. The whip and the cock give sharp or full reaction. A need for each and a desperate want for both. 

Her body shudders now every time the cock is taken fromout her grasping cunt. She can feel herself contracting on the memory and it sends the rest of her body into paroxysms of wantonness. She's once again at the point where orgasm shimmers within her every nerve, waiting the final spark to ignite. He brings her here and toys with her until he is satisfied that every ounce of herself has disentangled and every speck of control has passed out of her reach. 

"Do you want to cum?"

She has little capacity to spare more than a whisper. A husk of "please." 

"Please what?"

His fingers stroke the length of her spine, testing the reaction, teasing a nerve here, relaxing a muscle there. As one pores over her scalp and the other pinches her nipples, her body submerges and she thinks she will cum whether she tries to stop it or not. 

"Please." She begs. "I'm going to cum. Please stop." She's shaking with the effort and despite even the tears welling up inside her she feels the twitching of her thighs.

It's a blissful relief and utter agony when he pulls his hands off her. "Please what?"

"Please fuck me until I cum. Please shove your cock in me and let me cum."

"How do you want it?" Sometimes he lets her have a choice of positions. It's his way of distracting her. Both making her think of all the ways she wants him and to have the foreknowledge of how she will cum. If she's good.

"Please fuck me with my ass in the air. Fuck me until I cum."

His fingers close around her scalp again and gently push her head over his hard and throbbing member. She tongues it as best she can as he presses it steadily in. Another lash on her red, hot and sore bottom. She greedily slurps at him. She can't help it. She wants it all and always.

The shivering starts to build again and he removes his rod. She's been tied all this time. Tied with her hands together in front and her ass in the air over pillows holding it up. He takes the straps from her ankles and kneads her mounds. Smooths them and lightly squeezes. It reminds her of the whippings as it flares the pains along lines. His fingers move in longitudes while his thumbs press circles and she gasps with pleasure and ache and hurt and longing. 

He flips her easily onto her back and shoves his pole straight to her heart. She loses all her breath and will. The orgasm is back, running through every sliver of flesh it can melt together. 

"Please!" It's not a cry, nor is it a whimper, but a keening. She wants to cum. She wants the sweet anguish of liberation. She wants her muscles to burst in on themselves the way they do when he finally lets her go. The sting of the lash is nothing to the hurt and ache of her body turning inside out. She's already chosen how she will cum, knows she's not allowed to the way he's fucking her now, but she can't help it. Can't stop it. 

She's never disobeyed him on this before. Whatever it costs her to keep from climax, she has always done. He's told her the punishment for letting loose before he says and, for her, it's unthinkable. He'll stop there, he's said. He'll stop while she half cums, masturbate across her ass and leave to come back and finish with her another day. The more she nears her ultimate bliss, the more she needs him there. The tears start again as the feeling overwhelms her. She can't help but orgasm, needs it so bad, wants it more, but wants -- no needs -- to hold off. It just keeps building.

He stopped. She's shaking so hard, she can feel droplets of sweat rolling into her eyes. She can't even moan, just chant in a hoarse stage whisper "please. Please. Please. Fuck me. Please. Fuck me. Til. I. Cum."

He presents the gleaming purpled head to her lips and she licks at it with delight. Tears are flowing even as the shivering has yet to subside. He kisses her lips after rubbing his cock across them once more, moves to her legs and flips her again.

"You can cum now." He says as he pierces her soul. She doesn't immediately. It's such a relief she's not ready for, but she feels the ache build with four, five, six thrusts. Her hands are squeezing the covers they've grabbed. Her muscles are completely tensed, all of them. And the orgasm forces its way past the numbed nerve endings like a brick shattering a plate glass window. She has no idea of sounds she makes (animal grunts and squeals, cries of surprise and moans torn from her mouth). She only knows the feeling of bliss or pain or both and of not knowing the difference. And it goes on forever. At least until sleep.



Delight at Dawn



Outside the bedroom window is a new, crescent moon, hanging like a Christmas ornament. Next to it, Venus, the Morning Star, makes this quiet moment magical. She sees a sheen of frost on the glass roof of the sun room below, and shivering, realises that the radiators have yet to awaken. 

She snuggles back beneath the smooth Egyptian cotton of the Dorma duvet. She pulls it up around her neck and squeezes her hands inside her thighs to warm them. Sleep eludes her though, and she begins to feel a sensation of arousal emanating from inside the silk panties. She rolls over on her side and reaches out, whispering; "Hey Big Guy, are you up for it?"

Her hand discovers a long, hard shaft, so she takes this to be a positive reply. He is always ready though, particularly early in the morning. She flicks the iPod onto the new age album they enjoyed on their Tunisian holiday. This always conjures up pictures of bikini-clad girls performing gymnastic aerobics in the shallow waters. The lithe young men are the ones who organise the music and set the pace. Whenever she hears this music it always seems to generate sensuous feelings, combined with the memory of hot sun on a semi naked body. 

She marvels at the masculine feel as she wraps a hand around this form, standing as stiff as any soldier. Wriggling closer she presses it against her pubic mound and slowly at first begins to raise and lower her pelvis. She sees herself lying on the sand at the water's edge, feeling balmy waves start to wash over her. 

A small intake of breath escapes with an involuntary "Mmmmm" as a tingling ripple of pleasure sweeps over her body. The hips undulate more insistently and a probing finger is tentatively inserted between the moist lips of the labia. "Oh yes, baby, right there." The knowledgeable finger complies without hesitation; probing and circling slowly. Then feeling the muscles relax and stretch, yet another finger slides inside, and is rewarded with a cry of "Oh yes ... more like that." Now riding the crest of the wave suspended between frustration and fulfilment. 

The hips are moving rhythmically, the sense of urgency increasing with each thrust. The sun is hot; the music is loud; the boys are fit; the surf is up. Breathing has become gasps interspersed with cries of joy; words are no longer possible. It is all about the body, all about the feelings - ascending higher and higher. The bed and the beach are left behind, as movements become more frenzied reaching closer and closer to the peak. 

Suddenly the summit is within reach, and she thinks; "Yes, home free!" and a series of intense moans escape as the head is thrust back, neck stretched; toes curled, with the desire to capture this moment, that it might last forever. Then slowly the muscles relax, the spasms return to waves and the music becomes quieter. The duvet is kicked aside to release the heat. 

"That was absolute heaven Big Guy. I think you outdid yourself this time." 

Yet there is no response. The eyes open and the room comes back into focus. The eastern sky outside the window is now streaked with coral and the break of dawn is imminent. But, the other side of the bed is devoid of human form; only the vibrator lays silently there, its blue tip visible in the growing light. 

Above the trees a lone bird glides on the air currents. Now it is silhouetted against a background of bronze and gold patterns. She is basking in the climactic afterglow, watching the clouds floating by, their underbellies tinged with pink. 

Her reverie is curtailed, as she hears a creak on the stairs. The doorway is filled with his large presence, his uniform jacket slung over his left shoulder. 

"Dawn, darling, good morning, are you awake?" 

He doesn't really need to ask though, because he soon recognises the love music. His jacket is hung over the back of a chair and hastily joined by the navy trousers and white underpants. He kneels between the bed and the window and they enjoy the first kiss of the morning. Long and lingering it speaks silent volumes of love. 

"You've been enjoying yourself haven't you?" He asks with a smile,

In reply she peels of her panties and hands him the wisp of silky fabric. Clasping the tiny garment, he presses them to his nose, and inhales the incredible scent of - Woman. 

"Oh, my love, this is wonderful -- I'm getting so aroused." 

She runs a hand through his wavy hair and raises the left knee while curling the right leg flat onto the bed. He kisses the satiny skin of her inner thigh, and sees moist droplets glistening on the tiny curls. She applies a little more pressure to his head as encouragement, and he presses his face between her legs, inhaling deeply. 

Lifting his head to look up he says, 

"You smell absolutely gorgeous; it's the biggest turn-on I could ever imagine." 

Almost hidden, he catches sight of the precious gem within the folds of the soft, pink vaginal lips. Caught for a moment by a shaft of light, it seems iridescent; like a rare jewel. He is incredibly excited; the fragrance of her nectar filling his nostrils, and the unbelievable beauty of seeing the sacred love canal. Tentatively he tastes her juices; the ambrosia of love -- exquisite. It is almost more than he can bear. 

He slips onto the bed beside her and as their bodies meet, he is overwhelmed with desire, murmuring, 

"Oh Dawn, I'm coming, I'm coming!" 

Then uncontrollably he releases his sperm over her stomach. They hold each other tight, clinging to the remnants of their passion. When they finally move apart, he says; 

"I can't believe that just happened. I think it was the most erotic experience I've ever had."

She envelops him in her arms again, and they are both blissfully relaxed and ready to fade into sleep. The radiator bursts into life bathing the bodies in its warmth. Outside the sun is eclipsed by a passing cloud, and the room reverts to the lazy light of a winter morning. 

He whispers; "My own, precious Dawn, you bring me indescribable delight. You are the world to me." 

She buries her head into his neck and replies, 

"And you are my only love."



Delight During the Party



I looked out from the veranda and was so happy with the beautiful landscaping project that Jeremy Thorne had completed on our lakefront property. My young lover was certainly talented in many ways. Even my husband Peter was impressed and impressing him was an accomplishment in and of its self.

We were throwing a party to help raise money for the St. Edwards Atheltic Boosters. My husband Peter was the president of the boosters and the annual booster fund raiser was a big community event that we've hosted for the past three years.

"Claire, this is Cal Somey and his wife Elaine and son Sam," my husband Peter announced. "They just moved in to the Carmen's old house on the lake last week. Cal's the new CEO at Sun Bank and Sam here is a very talented basketball player. He was first team all state in Indiana last year." "It's very nice to meet all of you." I responded.

Cal was about 48 years old, 6'1" and 185 pounds. He was handsome and confidently charming. Elaine was probably in her mid forties as well. She was about 5'4" tall and 140 pounds. Cindy Duncan had told me that Elaine came from money. Her father was very rich and Cal had charmed his way into her fortune. He was now the CEO of the bank that Elaine's father owned. Their son Sam was 6'4" and 215 pounds. He was handsome like his father. 

Cindy told me that Sam was being heavily recruited by many top notch colleges for basketball. Rumor had it that he was very arrogant and self absorbed. Cal and Sam both seemed enamored by my sleeveless gold top, black skirt, nylon covered legs and high heels as their eyes gazed up and down me as though they were sizing me up. Cal gave me a wink and smile as they made their way towards the bar. 

"Hi Mr. and Mrs. Hutton, I'd like you to meet my parents John and JoAnn," Jeremy stated as he and his parents came to greet us. "It's very nice to meet you. Have you had a chance to see the terrific work that your son did with our landscaping?" My husband Peter asked them. "Yes we have. I agree with you, it turned out beautifully," Jeremy's mother JoAnn offered.

"Are you ready to lead this team to another state championship Jeremy?" my husband asked. "I'm really looking forward to the up coming season," Jeremy responded. "How many colleges are recruting you?" Peter asked Jeremy. "I've narrowed it down to four schools," Jeremy replied. "It's been overwhelming this past year. Jeremy's been contacted by over 50 colleges and has visited 9 schools. It's been difficult  narrowing it down to four," his mother JoAnn added. Jeremy's good looks and build came from his handsome father. John was 6'5" and about 235 pounds. He was 45 years old and still in very good shape.

JoAnn was very nice. She was 42 years old, 5"7" and 150 pounds. She was pretty in a plain sort of way and dressed very conservatively.. Jeremy had told me that his mother and father had separated last year and were trying to work things out.

As Peter escorted the Thorne's towards the bar, John Thorne walked over to me and whispered, "I've never seen Jeremy so anxious to go to work as he was when he was working on your landscape project. Now that I've met you I can see why he was in a hurry to get here everyday." "Mr. Thorne whatever in the world are you talking about?" I replied. "I think we both know, don't we?" John Thorne offered. "You'll have to excuse me. I don't know what you're insinuating but I don't like it!" I responded as I abrubtly turned and walked away.

The party was going well. Peter had everyone out back for an auction to raise money for the boosters. Drinks were flowing and people were generously bidding on items. I checked with the caterer to make sure everything was ok, grabbed a voda on the rocks and made my way upstairs to freshen up. 

It was nice to slip away to my spacious master bathroom. When we built the house 5 years ago I made sure that Peter and I have separate bathrooms. My bathroom alone was approximately 500 square feet. It was beautifully decorated in soft romantic colors and I enjoyed pampering myself in my large jacuzzi bath tube and custom made sauna. My bathroom had two entrances. One from the bedroom and one from the verenda overlooking the backyard. I had locked the door from the bedroom and sat down at the vanity to check my makeup.

After freshening up, I walked over and stood in front of the full length mirror for one last look. Although I liked the way I looked in my nylons I wanted to take them off and go bare legged. I removed my nylons, stepped into my black high heels and walked over to the mirror to compare. My golden tanned legs looked great and I liked the way it looked better than with the nylons. Suddenly I felt a cool breeze come from the door leading to the veranda. My braless nipples and breasts were erect and full as the cool breeze made its way through the bathroom and goose bumps ran up my legs. No sooner had the breeze came through when the door to the veranda shut and I could hear the locking of the door.

"Who is it?" I questioned. From the hallway leading to the veranda appearred Jeremy's father, John Thorne. "What do you think you're doing?" I exclaimed. "So this is where you go to get away from the party," Mr. Thorne replied. "This is very nice. Hey look at you. I couldn't help but notice that you're not wearing your nylons anymore,why?" Mr. Thorne asked. "That's none of your business. I want you to leave right now!" I shouted. "Now, now, there's no need to get all upset, Claire. If you want me to leave, I will. But first I'm going to take a piss," Mr. Thorne announced. As he walked over towards the toliet he unzipped the fly of his slacks and pulled out his huge erect penis. I was shocked. It was obvious to me where Jeremy got his endowment from. "I beg your pardon. What and the hell do you think you're doing?" I asked. 

"I know what you're thinking Claire," John Thorne announced. "You're wondering if I'm as good a fuck as my son aren't you?" Mr. Thorne asked. I was stunned. John's cock was as big if not bigger than Jeremy's. He held it in his big hand and pointed it towards me. "Mr. Thorne your behavior is out of line," I replied.

I quickly made my way towards the door. As I passed behind Mr. Thorne, he grabbed me by the arms. "What in the fuck are you doing?" I yelled. "Fuck is right, Claire. I'm going to fuck you! You need it from a real man," John replied forcefully.He held my arms tightly to the sides and pushed me up against the vanity. He was so strong and powerful that I couldn't move my arms. He used his feet to spread my feet apart. Next, he lowered himself and knelt down on the floor in front of me. He continued holding my arms at my sides. "I don't want this. You bastard! Why are you doing this? Let me go! You're hurting me!" I shouted.

Next, he raised my black skirt with the top of his head and went underneath it. He then forced my legs even farther apart. Suddenly, without warning, he drove his mouth against my black satin thong covered mound. He was relentless. He drove his tongue and mouth against me. My panties were soaked as he sucked on my cunt through them. "You son of a bitch! You're hurting me! You're raping me! Stop, I want you to stop right now!" I screamed.

John Thorne stood up. He lifted me up onto the vanity. He pushed my arms back behind my back. Then he took his big right hand and grabbed both of my wrists and held them tightly. Next he slid his left hand underneath my skirt to the satin panties he soiled with his tongue and mouth. He began rubbing his strong hands against my covered swollen mound below. "For God sakes stop! You're hurting me!" I exclaimed. Instead of stopping John pulled my panties to the side and buried his fingers deep inside me. "Does that feel better, Claire? You like that don't you? You rich bitch. You want me to fuck you don't you?" he yelled as he banged me with his fingers.

My arms were still held behind me. John drew his fingers out of my throbbing violated canal and ripped my panties off with his strong left hand. Then he pushed closer to me and forced my legs further apart. I looked down and watched as John took his cock in his hand and began slapping it against my pussy lips. He was so big and hard. "You love this don't you Claire? You can't wait for me to give this to you, can you? You're nothing but a horny rich bitch that needs a good pounding fuck aren't you?" John yelled. "This isn't rape, this is the fuck of your life! Open up bitch here it comes!" John commanded as he drove his huge thick cock inside me. His violent thrust lifted me off the vanity. "Oh my God, stop, stop!" I yelled. 

With his cock buried inside me and still holding my arms behind me he carried me over to counter top near the double sinks. His slacks were still on and his cock and balls were exposed through the fly of his black slacks.

He continually thrust himself in and out of my cunt. He stopped every so often to view the work below. Unexpectedly, he let go of my arms and pulled his cock out from inside my flooded well. "What, am I too much for you, you bastard. You're not man enough for me are you?" I yelled.

"I'm not done with you yet bitch. I'm going to fuck that tight little ass of yours. Then you're going to taste your ass all over my cock when I cum in your mouth. Look what I have, some KY gel so I can slid and glid my cock in and out of your tight asshole," John boldly stated as he removed the gel from his slacks pocket. Although my arms were free now, I wasn't going to resist him anymore. John was in charge and I loved it. The thought of being fucked in the ass by his enormous cock excited me. 

"Open up, I'm gonna loosen your tight asshole," John instructed as he squirted the gel all over my ass and his fingers. I spread myself wide open for him as he slowly guided his middle finger inside my well lubricated asshole. He teased my clit with his thumb as he slowly banged my asshole in preparation for anal penetration of his huge cock. 

"Before you put your cock inside my ass I want to put some gel on it. I'm gonna slid this lubricant all over it and then you're gonna drive it deep in my ass," I stated. I emptied some of the tube of gel into the palm of my hand. Next, I wrapped my hand around his cock. I stroked his rock hard shaft, rubbed his balls and completely covered them with lubricant."Oh fuck that feels good," John added as he pulled me towards him and our lips met in a passionate kiss.

My legs were spread wide and John pushed them even further apart. The head of John's manhood pressed against my lubed asshole. Gently he pushed the tip of his cock inside. "Relax, I'm going to go very slowly. I don't want to hurt you," John whispered. Next, he pulled my sleeveless gold top up over my head and tossed it on the marble bathroom floor. My braless breasts awaited his next move. Gently he kissed, licked and sucked on my nipples and breasts as his cock ever so slowly stretched my ass open. I relaxed to more easily accept his entry.

Our kisses were intense and wet. "Give me the rest!" I commanded. John's cock was about half way submerged in my ass by now. "Are you sure? I don't want it to hurt," John responded. John's cock was every bit the size of his son Jeremy's 12" cock. "I don't care. Fuck my ass! I want it all. Give it to me, please, please, all of it, I want it now," I offered.

John grabbed my hips and drew the cock except for the head out. "Are you ready Claire," John asked teasingly. "Don't tease me. Fuck my ass. Fuck it good you bastard!" I yelled. John smiled and drove his entire cock deep inside my ass. His balls banged against my ass cheeks. "Oh fuck that feels soooooo good, don't stop, don't stop!" I declared. John began relentlessly pounding my ass full of cock. Thank goodness for the gel lubricant. "Oh Claire you're so tight, it feels so good," John moaned. I reached below and massaged his balls with my fingers as his huge cock filled my asshole with his manhood.

For several minutes John masterfully slid his cock in and out of me. I was totally relaxed and it felt so good to be fucked by John. What started out as an unwanted sexual advance had turned into a wonderfully torrid erotic encounter.

"Oh John, I'm cumming, oh yeh, keep going, don't stop, yeh, don't stop, ohhh oh I'mmmm cummmming!" I moaned as my entire body exploded. I dug my fingernails into his back and my body shuttered and quivered as an intense orgasim overcame me. John continued driving his cock in and out of my pleasured ass.

"Claire, I'm gonna cum!" John moaned. "Oh baby cum in my mouth. I want you to fuck my mouth!" I added. John pounded my ass several more times until he yelled, "Here it comes Claire. Suck it off!" John pulled his cock out of my ass and I jumped down from the bathroom counter top to my knees. He stood in front of me. The head of his cock was purple. His shaft was thick and hard. I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around it. John grabbed me by the hair and began fucking my mouth. I relaxed the back of my throat just as I had done with Jeremy to accept his entire cock into my mouth. I clamped my lips down around it and massaged his entire shaft with my tongue as John continued. The tart taste of my ass covered his entire cock, especially the tip and head.

I was on my knees making love to my young lovers father. The man had fucked me in the ass and was about to unleash his manhood inside my mouth. "Oh fuck here I go. Oh yeh I'm gonna cum. Take it all. Take it all bitch!" John commanded as his cock exploded inside my mouth. I continued massaging his shaft with my tongue as I held his pulsating balls in my fingers. His cum was warm and filled my mouth. I continued sucking him off. I was determined to completely empty the cock that had given me so much pleasure. 

"Wow, that was great. You're terrific!" John stated. "You bet your life I am. You've got KY gel and my juices all around the fly of your slacks. If you weren't in such a hurry, you could have taken your pants off. How in the world are you going to explain that to your wife?" I added. "I'll cover it with my sport coat and take it to the cleaners before she ever sees it," John stated.

"As far as I'm concerned this never happened. I want you to go out the same door you came in. I'll wait a few minutes and leave through this other door. Remember, this never happened," I boldly stated. "No problem. If your ever want it to not happen again let me know," John shot back. John left through the door to the veranda. I changed into some new panties, put my gold sleeveless top back on and freshened up before going downstairs to the auction outside. 

Fortunately, when I arrived at the auction it was still going strong. The rest of the evening I mingled with our guests and made sure everything ran smoothly. The fund raiser was a success. We were able to raise over $22,000 for the St. Edwards Booster Organization.



Delight in My Son's Best Friend



My son's best friend Seth is The Ladies Man of their high school. Seth is 18 years old and 6'3" about 205 lbs. with beautiful blonde hair and the body and face of a model. He's was the quarterback of the football team and is a very confident young man. Seth signed a national letter of intent to play college football in the fall at a Big Ten school. Now that High school is ending he is beginning to focus on an exciting college football career.

Seth was also very infatuated with his best friend's mother (me, Claire Hutton) and had been for quite awhile. I know this because I read it in his journal notebook he left at our house.

He came over to our house one afternoon to study for year end tests with my son Steven. When I was straightening up the front room later that evening after Seth had gone home I came across his notebook. I opened the notebook to see who it belonged to. As I was flipping through the pages I came across an entry dated March 20, 2002 and titled "I Want Her So Much." I began to read, "Claire looked so seductive today that I almost attacked her right then and there. She came home from shopping and asked Steven and me to help bring the packages in from the car. She was wearing a short black skirt, white silk blouse, black nylons and black high heels. Here breasts were firm and she has a wonderful ass and beautiful legs to match. She carries herself so seductively that it drives me crazy! I wonder what it would be like to be her lover? I would love to see what's underneath that skirt and blouse. I know I could satisfy every sexual desire she has. She's always been so nice to me, I wonder how she would react if I made a move on her? I certainly wouldn't want Steven to know how his mother makes me feel." 

The phone rang and startled me as I was engrossed reading Seth's notebook, I answered it, "Hello... Mrs. Hutton this is Seth...Hi Seth... Mrs. Hutton is Steven there?... Steven and his father just left for the lake for the weekend... I forgot my notebook in the front room, can I come by and get it?... Sure that would be fine... Thanks, I'll be right over."

How would Seth react if I were wearing the same black skirt and white silk blouse that I had on the day he wrote "I want her so much?" I went upstairs and began to change my clothes. I put on my black crotchless panyhose, no panties, my white silk blouse, no bra, short black skirt and black high heels. I brushed my hair, checked my makeup, took one last look in the mirror, unbuttoned a couple more buttons on my blouse and headed down stairs.

The doorbell rang and I met an anxious Seth at the front door. "Hi Mrs. Hutton do you have my notebook?"

"Seth come in, I'm sure we'll find it." Seth followed me into the front room where he and Steven had been studying after school. I asked,"Are you're looking forward to graduating from high school next week." As Seth scrambled throughout the room looking for his notebook he responded, "I sure am, I'm really looking forward to college this fall." While Seth continued to look for his notebook I sat down in our high back leather chair. The look of panic in Seth's eyes quickly disappeared when he turned around and saw that I had his notebook on my lap. 

"Sit down Seth," I commanded. He sat down in the sofa directly across from me. With both of my feet on the floor and his notebook on my lap I raised my right leg slowly and crossed it over my left leg, high on my thigh. His eyes were transfixed on the pantyless area underneath my skirt as I made myself comfortable in the leather chair. "Seth is this what you're looking for?" I inquired as I raised his notebook in front of me. "Yes it is Mrs. Hutton," Seth replied. I looked into his deep blue eyes and although I had crossed my legs slowly a few moments, I uncrossed them even more slowly this time as I prepared to stand up and walk over to the bar and pour myself a vodka on the rocks. Again Seth's eyes were focused and fixed on my nylon covered legs and the crotchless area underneath my skirt as I uncrossed my legs and got up from the chair. I left Seth's notebook behind on the chair. 

"Seth did you know that one of the best ways to seduce a woman is to write about her?"

"No I didn't know that," Seth responded. With my back turned to Seth I walked over to the bar and poured myself a drink. As I reached to place the cap back onto the bottle of Vodka, Seth reached around me and grabbed my drink. He was so close to me that I couldn't turn or move, so I stood their with my back to him. He took the glass to his mouth and proceeded to drink it all. "Now why don't you pour a drink for youself Claire?" Seth boldly stated. Seth had never called me Claire before he always called me Mrs. Hutton. "Seth, I'm Steven's mother Mrs. Hutton and I deserve your respect," I countered. "You may be Mrs. Hutton when we're around Steven and your husband but right now you're Claire!"

"Seth what has gotten into you?" I replied. "Claire you've been trying to seduce me for the past couple of years and you and I both know it. Steven told me that you've been asking about all the girls that I've been with in high school and that you weren't surprised to learn that I was a ladies man. I left the notebook here on purpose. I knew that you would read it."

"No I didn't," I exclaimed. "Then why did you change into the outfit that I wrote about? When I was here earlier today you were wearing jeans." I was speechless and although I should have been embarrassed I wasn't.

Seth nudged even closer to me and I could feel his swollen member pressing against the back of my skirt covered ass. I reached for the bottle of Vodka and poured another drink. I handed it to Seth and he took a drink and handed it back to me with his right hand. His left hand started to slid up my nylon covered left leg underneath my skirt and up the back of my ass. He gently squeezed my left ass cheek. I took a much needed drink and settled into the thought that we were nearing the point of no return.

"You wrote in your journal notebook that you wondered what it would be like to be my lover and that you know you could satisfy all of my sexual desires," I blurted. Seth leaned forward and rested his chin on my left shoulder and whispered, "Have you ever wondered what it would be like to let your mind and body wander to a place that brings you pleasures that you never knew existed?"

"That sounds too good to be true," I responded. "Let me take you to that place Claire."... "How are you going to do that?" I asked. "The first thing you need to do is close your eyes and relax," which I did. "Now I want you to visualize that you are standing, your breasts are softly caressed by the movement of your silk blouse and your nipples are erect. Your nylon covered legs are separated by the moistness of your sweet opening that is waiting in anticipation. "Are you at that place yet?" he asked me. Standing their my mind and body were totally relaxed. I was aroused and open to the thoughts and pleasures that I never knew existed. Seth's right hand found its way to my right hip and his left hand slowly started up my nylon covered left leg again. 

"I want you to bend slightly from the hips." he gently commanded. His left hand was now underneath my skirt and gently squeezing my bare ass cheeks that weren't covered because I was wearing crotchless pantyhose. His right hand gently brushed against my right breast and slowly he began to fondle me from the outside of my silk blouse. "Do you like the way this feels Claire? Do you like the anticipation of where you're going next? I will take you to that place. I will bring you pleasures that you never knew existed." I was being seduced by my son's best friend. Seth had taken control of the situation and I couldn't stop him! I didn't want to stop him!

He gently twisted my tender erect nipples, masterfully switching from one to the other. Next he unbuttoned my blouse and as he undid the last button with his right hand the middle finger of his left hand slowly entered my soaking wet cunt. He held my ass in the palm of his hand. I groaned quitely as I was opened up by this sexually skilled young man. Next he removed his right hand from my firm breast and he lifted my skirt up over my hips as I bent forward a little more. "Look at you Claire, you're beautiful, what an ass! Do you like this? Do you like being fingered by me? Oh, you're so wet. Close your eyes again, we've just begun the journey to that place we've been talking about." 

Seth reached around and began fondling my tender firm breasts again and continued sliding his finger in an out of my awaiting cunt. Next he began to rub his wet fingers all over my ass and cunt. He continued and now there was a pool of juices spread over my ass. He continued fingering me with his left hand as his right hand gently pushed my back forward exposing even more of my ass. My ass was now positioned for a better view and easier access. "Wow," he exclaimed as he looked at my ass. He began swirling his fingers around the rim of my asshole. My asshole was soaked with the juices of my cunt. He continued fingering me with his middle and index fingers on his left hand and he brought his juice covered right hand around to my lips. He gently rubbed his soaked fingers around my mouth. "Taste the juices of the most beautiful cunt I've ever seen!" He commanded. I opened my mouth and began sensually kissing his fingers and tasting the womanhood that I was freely giving to my son's best friend. I was now totally engulfed by Seth. He was doing all the right things to me and my body and mind were in sinc with his.

Seth pulled the collar of my blouse aside and began gently kissing the base of my neck. He continued his beautiful work on my cunt and as our lips met the thumb on his left hand slowly entered my ass. He was gentle and it easily slid into my wet awaiting ass. As our passionate kisses intensified his thumb was now completely buried in my ass. I rocked back and forth as Seth squeezed my tits with his right hand, he tongued my mouth as we kissed and he continued fingering both of my love holes. The pleasure he was giving me was overwhelming. "Oh Seth I'm gonna cum honey, oh yea that's it, don't stop, don't stop." I exploded with the orgasim of all orgasims. Seth could sense my explosion and for the first time he quickened his motion. He was lifting me up on my toes as my heels left the ground and then came back down. I was being manhandled by this young stud as my multiple orgasims lasted for what seemed like minutes.

I thought we were done until Seth turned me around and took me in his arms. I looked into his eyes and I knew that we weren't finished yet. I stood before him, my blouse completely open, my breasts were still firm and sensitive to his touch and my cunt tingled with moisture in anticipation of what was next. Seth held my face in his hands as we finished our sensual kiss. Next he forcefully but gently grabbed me by the back of my hair and began to slowly lower me. As I started to go down I ran my manicured and polished finger nails gently down his muscular chest. I kissed and licked his chest and six pack abs as he slowly pushed my head down. Wow!!! There it was, the most beautiful cock I had ever seen. Seth had unzipped his pants and his cock was sticking out of the fly of his pants. I looked up at Seth and he smiled at me and said," Mrs. Hutton suck my cock!"

"Call me Claire, I'm your horny lover not your best friend's mother, do you understand?" I shouted. "Yes, I understand now suck my cock Claire." Next he grabbed the back of my head with his right hand and walked is large swollen cock into my wet awaiting mouth. I knelt before my beautiful young lover and made love to his cock with my tongue and mouth. I gently caressed his balls as he stood in front of me. I looked at him and asked, "Would you please take me, anywhere you want in this house, and I'll suck your hot load of cum from your cock when you're finished fucking me."

"Oh Claire you don't know how happy that would make me." he answered.

"Walk upstairs and I will direct you on where to go," he commanded. I still had my skirt on and my blouse was wide open. I looked back glancing over my shoulder and said to Seth, "Let's go to that place we never knew existed."

"Turn left," he commanded. We were heading towards my bedroom. Suddenly he grabbed my shoulders and steered me towards the railing of our balcony. "Bend over, I'm going to eat you out." he told me. I leaned forward placing my hands on the railing. His tongue started at the inside of my thighs and made its way up to wet lips and juicy opening of my cunt. He sucked my clit and tongued my cunt passionately and intensely. He then pulled away and told me that he wanted me in the bedroom.

"Where do you want me Seth?" I asked. Seth pulled me down from the back of my hair and started fucking my mouth, he buried his cock deep into the back of my throat. As he held my head still I began tonguing his shaft. His balls were pressed against the lips of my mouth. Slowly I began sliding my mouth back and forth around his huge cock. With his long reach, Seth began fingering me from behind while I knelt down on the satin sheet covered bed before him and made love to his cock. "Look at you Claire, look in the mirror, you are so sexy!" Their was a large full length mirror across from the bed that Seth and I could look into and see ourselves. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and asked me to stay on my knees and face the mirror. As I looked into the mirror I could Seth standing behind me. His cock was hard and stiff. He walked towards me from behind and flipped my black skirt over my hips. Our eyes met in the mirror and we began a sexual conversation. "Mrs. Hutton look at you, you're a very naughty lady." Seth whispered. "Seth you are going to have to get use to calling me Claire, especially when you're about to slid that huge cock of yours into me." I was positined at the edge of the bed and Seth's cock and my cunt were perfectly in line so that neither one of us would need to raise or lower ourselves for Seth to enter me. With no further ado Seth slowly pushed forward and I slowly pushed backwards until the throbbing purple tip of his cock and the soaking wet lips of my cunt met. Seth smiled in delight as I welcomed his entire shaft into me. His balls were wettened by the juices dripping from my cunt. We looked at each other in the mirror as Seth began slowly pumping me full of cock. As he continued fucking me from behind his piston like thrusts began to speed up. "Is Claire everything you thought I'd be Seth?" I moaned. "You are the best I've ever had and I'm going to empty the biggest load of cum you've ever seen into your mouth when I blow my load later!"

"Oh Seth I'm going to cum again, Don't stop honey, look at me, look at me I'm going to explode all over your cock honey, oh yeh, oh yeh." Seth was pounding me with his unbelieveable stamina and intensity. He squeezed my erect nipples and my entire body began to quiver. I was experiencing the most mind blowing intense orgasim of my life.

To my delight and amazement Seth pulled his rock hard cock out of my tingling cunt and walked around the bed. "Claire are you OK?" he asked me. "I'm terrific honey. Where do you want me next?" I replied. "I'm going to take you on your husband's bed and you're going to experience an orgasim that will make the one you had downstairs and this last one pale in comparison. Go downstairs and pour us a couple of drinks and when you come back we're going to have the most unbelieveable sex you've ever had."

I poured the drinks and started back to the bedroom. I was anticipating Seth's next move. As I approached the bedroom I smelled pot. It had been along time since I smoked pot. I walked over to Seth and handed him his drink. He handed me a joint and I took a hit. I exhaled and he told me to hit it one more time and I did. He sat on the edge of the bed and I sat in the sitting chair across from him. The pot was really good and both of us were really high. Seth laid down on the bed and his cock began to get hard again. He gazed over at me and said, "We're both stoned, why don't we let ourselves go and enjoy the experience?" I got up from the chair and walked over to the bed. "Seth, I want you to talk dirty to me, it makes me so horny."

"Mrs. Hutton come over here and suck on this." I crawled onto the bed and lowered my mouth to Seth's rock hard cock. He placed his hand firmly at the base of my neck and pulled me down while guiding his cock into my mouth. Next he grabbed the back of my hair and began pushing me up and down on his cock. His other hand found its way to my once again soaking wet cunt. I lifted my legs and straddled him with my cunt positioned above his face. Simultaneously we went at each other. I ate him and he ate me. Seth was a masterful lover and being high only intensified the sensational experience.

After several minutes of oral fulfillment, Seth knelt before me as I laid in the mercenary position waiting for him to take me once again. My ankles were on top of his shoulders and I still had my high heels on. He placed his hands underneath my ass and lowered his stiff prick towards my wet opening. The tip of his cock slowly pressed through the opened lips of my cunt and slid easily into me. I stared into his glassy eyes and told him, "Honey, I've never been to the places you've taken me tonight, please do it again." He thrust his cock deep inside me. We wrapped our arms around each other and kissed passionately while our bodies moved in perfect harmony with one another. I was so wet that the juices from my cunt were dripping into my ass. "Turn over for me and look into the mirror again." Seth commanded. I stayed on my knees and raised myself up. Seth reached around and wrapped his arms around me. I still had my black skirt, crotchless pantyhose, black high heels and completely unbuttoned white silk blouse on. I could feel Seth's cock pressed against me. He fondled both of my breasts and gently twisted my nipples. Next he flipped my skirt up over my ass. I was still soaking wet and Seth's cock slid easily inside me again. "Do you know what I'm going to do to you next?" Seth asked. In and out his cock moved coated once again with my wet womanhood. "I'm going to fuck you in the ass Claire!" I looked at Seth in the mirror and smiled as he moved the head of his cock towards my wet tight asshole. With a slow powerful thrust he opened my ass with his stiff rod and slid it deep into my ass. He stopped for a moment and looked at me in the mirror and said, "This is the place that you never knew existed." He felt so good, I've never let anyone fuck me in the ass before. He started slowly and increased his speed as he drove his big cock relentlessly in and out of my ass. When he thrust into my ass the lips of my cunt fluttered and when he pulled back my cunt opened like a door. His balls banged against my wet pussy lips. It felt unbelievable. I was going to cum again. "Oh Seth you're wonderful, oh yea honey give it to me, fuck me in the ass, oh Seth I'm cumming!!!!!" Seth continued to nail me in the ass as I exploded for the third time that night. This time was by far the most intense and it lasted what seemed like forever! "Oh Claire, I'm going to need that beautiful mouth of yours, I'm just about ready to blow the biggest load you've ever seen.Oh yea, oh yea."

"Oh Seth honey give it to me, I want that cock that I've made love with all night, the cock that you're going to pull out of my ass and fuck my mouth with. Seth's entire body began to pulsate as he pulled his cock out and hopped out of bed. He stood in front of the mirror and I quickly went and knelt before him. His cock was purple and stiff and his balls were firm and loaded with cum as I took him deep into the back of my throat. He held my head tenderly in his hands and thrust his cock in a piston like motion in and out of my mouth. "Claire, I'm cumming!!!!" My lips were wrapped tightly around his shaft and I braced myself for the inevitable huge load of cum that was coming. One more powerful thrust and Seth exploded inside my mouth. His knees began to buckle as he unleashed his load of cum in my mouth. I sucked down on his cock and slowly pulled my head back moving from the base of his cock to the tip. I increased the intensity of my sucking until I reached the head of his cock. I then began sucking quickly, moving up and down on the tip and head of his cock while I massaged his firm pulsating balls until I had drained my young lover and satisfied his complete orgasm.




Delight in My Son's Best Friend



Seth left without his notebook. I wondered if he did so intentionally so that he'd have an excuse to come back. 

Monday morning the phone rang and Steven answered it, "Sure, OK, we'll see you later."

"Who was that?" I inquired. "Seth, he's going to stop by and pick up his notebook." Steven and my husband were in the back yard building a stone patio. It was a messy job and I told them not to track any dirt into the house. I finished putting the last of the dishes into the dishwasher and went upstairs to freshen up. I was wearing a low cut short yellow summer dress with no bra. I could see Steven and my husband working in the back yard from our bedroom window. I stood there thinking of Seth and our evening together the other night.

"Hello Mrs. Hutton," It was Seth walking towards me. "I hope you don't mind that I left myself in?" Seth stated. He walked over to me and we stood together looking out at my son and husband in the backyard. The phone rang and I grabbed the cordless phone from the table near the sitting chair. It was my husband calling from the backyard. He asked me if the pattern of the stone placement was what I wanted. I told him I was in the bedroom and I'll look out the window. I walked over to the window and looked out, "It looks good, How much longer are you boys going to work today?" Seth walked up from behind me and pulled me back away from the window with both of his hands on my hips. Seth moved my hair from my neck and began gently kissing my neck. Here I was talking to my husband on the phone, he and my son are in the backyard in full sight from my bedroom window and Seth was picking up with me where he left off the other night.

"OK goodbye," I said finishing the conversation. Seth reached around and started fondling my tits with his strong hand while his other hand made its way down the front of my dress then underneath my short summer dress and finally buried into my pantyless wet awaiting cunt. "No Seth we shouldn't be doing this!" I exclaimed. "I'm leaving Friday for college and summer football workouts, if you want me to stop I will but I want to say goodbye by fucking you Claire!"

"Oh Seth" I couldn't contain myself as I jumped up and wrapped my arms and legs around him. Before I knew what was happening, Seth had pulled down his shorts and the tip of his cock was pressing its way towards my wide open cunt. Seth pushed my back against the wall and slammed his cock deep inside my soaking wet opening. He held my ass cheeks in his hands and began pumping me full of cock, slamming my back continually against the wall as his throbbing cock darted in and out of my cunt. I peered over his shoulder to make sure that my husband and Steven were still in the back yard working.

He pulled out and asked me to kneel down on the chair. As I knelt on the chair I noticed that I was facing the window. Although the sheer drapes made it impossible to see in from the outside you could see out from the bedroom. I could see Steven and my husband working in the backyard. Seth stood behind me completely naked. His tanned muscular body was gorgeous. As he approached me from behind he reached around and began fondling my breasts from the outside of my summer dress and kissing my neck. 

Next he lifted my dress up over my hips from behind. I looked straight ahead watching the boys working in the backyard and waited in anticipation for Seth to enter me from behind. With a sudden thrust forward Seth's cock slid into my wet awaiting cunt. With piston like precision he quickly drove me to the point of orgasm. "I'm going to cum honey!" I exclaimed. Just as I reached the point of explosion I felt cool gel drip down onto the back of my ass. "Oh Seth, what are you going to do to me?" I inquired as my cunt pulsated in a flood of uncontrollable pleasure. He slid his gel covered finger deep into my asshole and continued fucking my cunt from behind. 

Next he began sliding his cock back and forth against the gel covered area between my cunt and asshole. With the tip of his cock barely inside my ass he whispered, "Claire, I want to give you something to remember me by."

"What's that darling," I replied. "I want you to remember this as the day we watched your husband and Steven work in the backyard while I fucked you in the ass!" Seth ripped my ass open as he violently drove his rock hard cock deep inside me. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. He drove himself in and out of my ass for several minutes. Sweat dripped from him onto my back and ass. He pounded his balls against my wet cunt and another intense orgasm overcame my entire body. " Oh Claire, I'm going to cum too," Seth exclaimed. "Cum in my ass baby. Fill my ass with your hot load." I replied. Seth exploded and his cock violently pulsated inside my ass. Cum oozed from my ass as Seth emptied himself inside of me.

"Mom, we're gonna take a break," Steven yelled from downstairs. I pulled my dress down and walked towards the bedroom door to respond to Steven. "Ok, I'll make you something to eat," I replied. I told Seth to go out through the master bathroom, grab his notebook and come downstairs and say he got the book from Steven's bedroom.

We all gathered in the kitchen and I put cold cuts and drinks out for everyone. Seth and I stood next to each other behind the large island in the kitchen. My husband and son sat at the counter on the other side of the kitchen. As we talked Seth began to slid his hand up the back of my dress. He squeezed my ass cheeks apart and rubbed his fingers over my ass. Seth's cum was still deposited inside of me. He placed some of his manhood that oozed out of my ass on his finger tip and with a subtle unnoticed motion slid it into my mouth and I tasted Seth's cum for one last time before he left for college.



Delight in Store



It was a cool and breezy day as I entered the large department store by its large revolving door, inwardly I sighed at the thought of yet another laborious working day ahead I wearily made my way to the electrical department. The usual monotony of stocking shelves and the thought of marking them up for coming sales events did not enthrall me at all. 

Each day seemed to drag by with nothing to look forward to, as the days went by I knew that I was close to handing in my notice and having already applied for a few other jobs I was hoping that I would hear something very soon.

Today would be nothing special, despite it being my thirtieth birthday I had no expectations of it being any different to any other day. 

I expected that I would have a different evening than most but aside from the usual dinner with my husband Lewis at my parent's home on the other side of town I had nothing out of the ordinary to look forward to. 

My mother had called this morning to notify me that Della my beautiful and totally career orientated attorney sister and a male colleague would be joining us, the fact that Della was bringing home a man excited my mother more than the fact that it was my birthday. 

The fact that Della's new man would be the focus of attention on my thirtieth birthday was a typical scenario which she almost always seemed to create especially if I might be getting some attention. 

I was not looking forward to the evening neither was I relishing the fact that I would have to spend time with my pretentious sister. 

When I had voiced some thoughts about that my mother had told me it was nonsense and I had been reprimanded for my selfish thoughts, well I guess I should have known that even after thirty years Della was always seen as the golden child.

Despite Della's presence I knew the fact that there would be a guest I dress a little more formal than I had planned and would clearly warrant some specialty to the occasion, I had already decided to make more effort with my outfit more so to appease my mother than Della. I could hear my mother's voice "Alicia dress appropriately for our guests," I knew that my usual jeans and shirt would not suffice and had considered wearing my little black Christmas number but decided it was just too formal. 

Now as I walked through the department store I mentally made plans to visit the ladies clothes department in my lunch hour and purchase myself something a little more special than jeans and a blouse. 

As I walked through the different departments on my way to my own section I also considered purchasing some new lingerie that would maybe put my husband in the mood for something that would make my birthday a little more memorable.

I thought about how predictable the evening would be, the evening's events casually played through in my mind throughout the morning I considered the fact that having a stranger present may make things a little tense. Of course there would be the usual obligatory chit chat, the presentation of yet another birthday cake as my mother still expected me to love blowing out of candles which may I add was becoming increasingly irritating.

The evening would no doubt be the same as any other year and end in yet another failed attempt to arouse Lewis into wanting a night of unbridled passion and lust. Somehow I had already resigned myself to the fact that it would be more likely to be a few minutes of unstimulating groping and frustration from the lack of satisfaction on my part.

The morning passed by uneventfully and I was surprised to find that lunchtime came around quickly, Jennifer my colleague left her sale station and walked over to me, I looked in her direction as I cleared the isle of surplus stock into boxes for the sales, Jennifer smiled and notified me that it was my lunch hour. 

I told Jennifer that I had arranged with the manager to take the last lunch slot today and explained that I would be taking a little longer than usual in order to eat lunch and find an outfit for later, she nodded and called after me wishing me happy birthday as I hastily grabbed my purse and headed for the elevator. 

Pressing the elevator button for the third floor I considered whether to do lunch first or shopping, making my decision I stepped off the elevator into the ladies department and headed to the clothes section.

As I entered the ladies department I spotted the perfect outfit and detached my size from the rail, now heading to the lingerie section intent on choosing something more feminine to match the outfit I noticed the unfamiliar sight of a man perusing the silk panties. 

I considered his presence there briefly and decided that he was probably there buying a gift for his wife or girlfriend, however as I passed by him otherwise intent on my own task I could not help myself I took a quick look down into his hand basket.

Realizing that he already had several pairs of ladies panties stashed in there and was now intently fingering and eyeing a pair of red silky laced panties in his hand, I became somewhat intrigued that he seemed to be taking his time rather than hastily purchasing a few items as most men did .

It was not a task that most men wanted to advertise so I was surprised when he turned toward my direction and spoke to me as I looked at my own options on the rail "excuse me Ma'am, could you possibly offer some assistance, " "I am having some trouble deciding, "as I turned to face him with the intention of explaining that I didn't work in this department he smiled and looked relieved. 

Not wanting to appear unhelpful I stepped around him and quickly made the decision to answer the question the best way I could, since I was in my store uniform it would only seem polite and professional to assist, "How may I help you Sir?" I enquired. 

He fingered the silky material almost caressing it between his fingers "I wonder if you could tell me how nice this type of material feels against your skin?" 

I felt myself flush red and search for an appropriate answer "Well I always prefer something a little less lacy, but I believe that these are very comfortable," I added with a little giggle that some women can find lots of lace irritating."

He grinned as he answered me "they are actually for me."

Momentarily embarrassed by his response I turned away to avoid embarrassment before suggesting that maybe he should ask an attendant in this department as an alternative.

"That's ok," He replied," "I will check out the rest before decide to approach sales and try them on." 

As I walked away I couldn't help but glance back at the ruggedly good looking man fondling the red material, not quite believing that he was going to ask to try them on I wandered around the section hoping to witness him enter the changing area. 

I wondered why a man so young and handsome would wear ladies panties, my imagination wildly playing out different scenarios in my own mind. Now as I turned the corner I took a real good look hoping he would not return my gaze. 

Standing on the end of the isle pretending to look for an item I witnessed him lift his shirt and caress his lower abdomen with the silk panties he held in his hand, my eyes shifted to the obvious bulge in his jeans. 

I watched him from the corner of my eye erotically caressing himself for some time, I found is action intoxicating and I was more than a little aroused by his actions. 

I decided that I would head to the changing room and do something about the warm sexy feeling that was arising between my shaking legs and was ushered into a cubicle by the attendant.

By the time I had been issued with a four item security tag I had pulled the curtain across and slipped off my uniform, now delving into my panties I heard the dressing room attendant speak "That's quite alright Sir, we don't mind at all," I quickly realized although couldn't believe that he was being allowed into the women's changing rooms that the voices I could hear outside were the ruggedly good looking man I spoke with earlier.

I assumed that he had been ushered to a further cubicle when I heard the attendant's heel click by before shutting the changing room door.

I considered intent on satisfying my arousal as privately as I could briefly complaining about sharing the changing room with a man but found it more arousing that he may hear so declined to do so. 

My pussy ached as it yearned for attention, sliding my hand down in my panties again and fingering my wet folds I was alerted to the man's own arousal when I heard a deep manly moan coming from a cubicle down from my own, something told me to leave as hastily as I arrived here but I was too aroused and needed relief. 

I wanted to investigate the erotic sound so I walked quietly until I was at the other side of a curtain which contained the moaning, I could briefly see the man's naked form through opening at the side of the dividing curtain and realized not only was he trying on a pair of panties but he was stroking himself rhythmically through the silky material.

I saw his hand purposefully rubbing at his crotch "Mmmm," "that feels so good against my hard cock," he moaned. 

I quickly realized he was going to stroke himself to orgasm when he leaned into the wall and watched the reflection of himself jerking his cock toward the back wall mirror, although I was motionless I was getting very aroused watching him and felt my panties moisten further. 

I slid into the next cubicle to listen; sitting on the bench I listened intently and imagined him stroking his cock to the sounds I was hearing.

Now fully aroused myself I lifted my skirt again I searched for the leg opening of my own panties and I slid my fingers along my now well lubricated slit, delicately running my index finger over my erect clit I stifled a moan as my fingers hit the right spot.

I heard him now lean harder against the cubicle side and felt the cubicle shaking; I easily brought myself to the edge more than once by teasing my clit and listening to his increasing excitement. 

I was so horny that I knew I needed to watch him cum so I stepped out from my own cubicle and peered through the curtain. 

I could see he was leaning heavily almost wedged against the side wall with hi feet on the other side holding him in place, now intently looking at his cock in the mirror and stroking vigorously it a very sexy sight and it was also very obvious to me that he was getting much closer to his own climax. 

Almost looking strained against the silky material, his cock jutted upwards in the tight confines of the panties and I yearned to step into the cubicle and impale myself on his manhood. 

I could see the tip of a bloated purple cock peeping out at the top of the lacy seam oozing its own lubrication; he stroked the material against his shaft at the same time rubbing the gusset against his balls. 

He was now moaning loudly through pursed lips and lolling his head from side to side, I was sure he knew nothing of my presence, surprising myself I hastily stepped into the cubicle and shut the curtain "let me watch you please," I whispered quickly so as not to alarm him of my discovery." 

He just casually smiled and continued jerking.

He released his cock from the silky confines and I shuddered violently from the sensuality of the scene, His oozing cock looked so wonderful now I found myself licking my lips and begging to him to let me touch it. 

He leaned forward and held my hand with his against his throbbing flesh, moving his hand and indicating that I stroke him, he groaned as my hand wrapped around his shaft and proceeded to pump.

A few seconds passed by before he reciprocated pushing his hand up my skirt and locating my soaked slit, he smiled as his fingers found an extremely wet and shaved mound.

Expertly rubbing my clit through the soaked gusset of my own panties, we masturbated each other closer to orgasm. 

I came in only a few seconds bucking my hips into his hand uncontrollably and soaking his hand as I squirted liquid into the palm of his hand he said "good girl."

As I steadied myself against the opposite wall I noticed he had covered my hand with his own increasing the speed of my own strokes on his shaft, taking his free he pushed me down to my knees.

"Open your mouth," he groaned, I eagerly did as he commanded and savored the taste of his pre cum on my tongue as he slid the head of his cock between my lips and to the back of my throat. 

I sucked and swirled my tongue languishing myself on his hard cock as he pushed my head into his groin and then pulled my hair back before ramming my head down his meat again, It only took a few pumps of his cock w my lips sucking his cock before he pushed himself deep into the back of my throat releasing a creamy load down my throat.

I couldn't swallow it all and some cum trickled down my chin, he smiled as he scooped it back up with his fingers and placed it in the panties now containing his semi hard meat. 

He proceeded to use the cum on his cock head to massage his shaft against the wet silk before pulling up his jeans, thanking me gratefully and exiting the cubicle.

I tidied myself up and combed my hair before leaving the cubicle, still wobbling on my legs I passed the dressing room attendant and approached the sales desk.

As I approached the desk I noticed the ruggedly good looking man leaving the store with his purchases in a store bag, he glanced back toward me, waved and smiled.

Later that evening as I rang the doorbell to my parent's house my father answered the door "Why Alicia, you look wonderful", "come in and see everyone and you have to meet Della's new man. 

Lewis took my coat and hung it on the peg in the hallway as I approached the dining room.

I entered and looked around the room and there in the corner sat Della in boring jeans and a shirt, next to her on the couch sat the ruggedly good looking man who loved to wear women's panties. 

The man stood up and Della approached to introduce us "Alicia, this is Rob," she said exitedly. continuing to explain who I was "Rob this is my little sister Alicia," Della explained.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Rob," I smirked.

"The pleasure is certainly all mine," he replied.



Delight in the New H.S.Quarterback



"Hi Cindy it's Claire. I'm not going to be in on Friday so I'll stop by your house tommorow morning and drop off the papers," I stated.... It sounds like something is wrong with their answering machine I thought as I hung up the phone after leaving the message.

I got up early, finished the papers and was on my way to Cindy's house to drop them off. I'll get to Cindy's house early enough to get back home in time to meet Jeremy by 11:30. It was a beautiful morning and I had the top down on my BMW as I drove to Cindy Duncan's house. I remembered that Cindy's husband Jim and son Josh were out of town for the week on a fishing trip in Canada and Cindy probably stayed out late partying after the fund raiser last night at the country club. Hopefully she was up, if not I'd leave the papers at the door with a note. 

As I pulled up to Cindy's house I noticed that her daughter Melissa's car was gone. Melissa was probably at cheerleading practice. I also noticed a truck with landscaping equipment in it parked near the garage. I grabbed the papers and walked to the front door. When I reached the front door it was already open. I could hear voices but I couldn't make out what they were saying. I slowly entered the house and made my way towards the living room where I heard the voices.

"Oh fuck, that's it!" I heard as I stopped in my tracks on the marble covered foyer floor. I couldn't believe my eyes. Cindy was kneeling on the plush carpet floor and she was being fucked from behind by Jeremy Thorne. Cindy had her short red summer dress and red high heels on. Her red panties were wrapped around her ankle and her dress was gathered around her hips. Her huge tits were being manhandled by the young man. Jeremy was completely naked and his clothes were sprawled all over the living room. He was slamming his huge cock in and out of Cindy while he played with her breasts and squeezed her nipples.

I was stunned to see my young lover from last night fucking someone else. Although I had no right to be, I was jealous. I had given myself to this young man last night and here he was fucking my best friend Cindy Duncan. And fucking they were! It was incredible to watch as his 12 inch cock opened Cindy up. He was bringing her so much pleasure. I remember Cindy saying, "I wonder what it would feel like, Jim's is so much smaller," referring to Jeremy's enormous cock that she and her daughter Melissa had seen last week when they walked in on Jeremy as he was changing in their laundry room after swimming. Now she was finding out for herself what it felt like. 

"You're so damn big, oh yeh that's it, fuck me you stud, you like fucking Mrs. Duncan don't you?" Cindy stated. "I knew you wanted it. When you walked in on me changing. I could tell you wanted my big cock. Now that you've had it, you're gonna beg me for it all the time aren't you?" Jeremy replied. "I'll probably write you a study hall pass so that we can slip away during school. Would you like that?" Cindy asked as Jeremy grabbed her hips and continued rifling his cock deeper inside Cindy's cunt. "Mrs. Duncan, I gonna stick my cock in your mouth and your gonna take my load. If you're gonna be my lady you're gonna have to earn it. I've got other women begging to be with me." Jeremy boldly offered..

"Oh baby give me your cock. I'll do anything you want. Oh fuck, you feel sooooo good," Cindy responded as she peered over her shoulder and watched Jeremy pound her full of cock. Then Cindy buried her face in a pillow on the floor and Jeremy was pulling on her hair. For several minutes, with piston like precision, he drove his 12 inch cock deep inside my best friend Cindy's swollen cunt. "Take this you whore! Take my cock. That's it open your mouth," Jeremy commanded. Cindy knelt before the young stud submitting herself to him.

Next, Jeremy grabbed Cindy by the back of her hair and forced his cock into her mouth. "Taste your cunt juices all over my cock! Oh yeh that's it. Suck me you bitch, suck me,yeh!" Jeremy stated. Cindy was enjoying being manhandled by Jeremy. She was massaging his balls while she was taking his huge cock deep inside her mouth. "Cum in my mouth baby. I want to taste you. Yeh fuck my mouth!" Cindy blurted as she continued working Jeremy's cock towards its orgasmic conclusion. "I'm cummmmming, oh yeh keep going, oh yeh, fuck that's gooood, oh here it comes," Jeremy yelled as he pulled Cindy down on his cock and continued fucking her mouth. His body quivered and Cindy's eyes widened as Jeremy errupted inside her mouth. As she opened her mouth to reposition it, cum oozed from her lips and dripped onto the carpet below. Jeremy was still intensely fucking Cindy's mouth as he continued to empty himself inside her mouth. As they finished, I quitely walked away unnoticed and left the papers on the front porch.  

I sped away stunned at what I had just witnessed. The more I thought about it the more pissed off at Jeremy I got. It felt like I had been cheated on. I had somehow allowed myself to become too obsessed with my desires for Jeremy. I was looking for a replacement for Seth and unknowingly I had convinced myself that it was Jeremy. I wasn't going to tolerate this at all. When Jeremy comes over I'm going to tell him that it's over.

I finished putting away the clothes that I had picked up from the dry cleaners on my way home. I was wearing a white tank top and short navy blue shorts. I was bearfoot, braless and pissed off! It upset me that Jeremy had betrayed me. I went down stairs and made a bloody mary to settle my nerves.

Later, the door bell rang and I answered it. It was Jeremy, we had an appointment at 11:30 for Jeremy to take some measurements around our property. "Hi Claire, you look wonderful today," Jeremy stated. "Mrs. Hutton to you young man!" I fired back. "After what we did last night I thought we'd be on a first name basis," Jeremy replied. "It's over Jeremy, I can't trust you!" I exclaimed. "What are you talking about?" Jeremy asked. "I stopped by Cindy Duncan's house earlier. I saw you cheating on me with my friend Cindy. I will not tolerate it. We're done, finished," I responded. "Listen Claire, I'm not married to anyone, you are. If anyone's cheating it's you and Cindy Duncan. I don't need this shit from you. You wanted fucked last night so I fucked you. You've never been fucked so well in your life and you know it!" Jeremy yelled as he walked out the back door. He went outside to take measurements for the landscaping project.

He's right, I've never been fucked so well. He's a wonderful lover. I'm jealous more than anything. I really wish that it had been me instead of Cindy with Jeremy this morning. I can't blame her for wanting him, he's beautiful. Jeremy is so full of hormonal lust that he was only taking full advantage of an opportunity for a sexual conquest. The more I thought about, I began to realize that I had over reacted. I still need to end it. I can't continue this affair with Jeremy. I'll stop it now before it gets out of hand. 

When Jeremy came back in he sat down on the sofa and I stood beside it. "Jeremy I'm sorry if I over reacted earlier but we can't continue to see each other," I stated. Jeremy stood up. "Are you pissed off because I fucked Cindy Duncan or because it wasn't you?" Jeremy asked. "Well I was a little jealous when I saw the two of you together," I replied. "You'll have to decide if you can live without me. Is that the way you want it Claire?" he asked. "I don't know what I want?" I blurted. "I've got a pretty good idea of what you want. You want someone to fulfill all those naughty secret sexual desires that you have pinned up inside. And you and I both know that I'm the man for the job," Jeremy confidently offered.

I turned toward Jeremy and he pulled me close. "Just remember that when I'm with you, I'm not thinking of anyone else. You're very special to me. When I want you, I'm going to help myself and take you. Do you understand Claire?" Jeremy stated. My passion and lust for him overwhelmed me. "Oh Jeremy, yes, I want to be yours. Please forgive me for my behavior," I responded. Our bodies met and our lips met in a long sensual kiss. I melted in his arms as he ran his hands all over my body. My nipples were sensitive and erect pointing through my white tank top. Jeremy began biting and sucking on them through my top. "Oh Jeremy, that feels wonderful, honey," I told him as he continued sucking on my tits. 

I could feel his erect cock pressing against me. I wanted him so much. His cock in my mouth. His mouth and tongue inside my cunt. My legs wrapped around him as his fills with his manhood. "Oh honey, what do you want me to do?" I whispered. "I want you to suck my cock, Claire," Jeremy replied. I slowly lowered myself down until I reached the huge bulge in his shorts. Jeremy quickly unzipped the fly of his shorts and opened it so that his big thick cock could pop out. "Now Claire, I want you to taste you friend Cindy's cunt on my cock. Take it, yes like that," he added as he teased me by pulling the head of his cock away. I opened my mouth and Jeremy shoved his cock inside. He grabbed me by the back of my hair and began pushing me up and down on his enormous cock. At first I nearly gagged until I relaxed my throat to more easily accept him. The taste of Cindy still lingered on his cock. Jeremy continued fucking my mouth as he stepped out of his shorts and kicked his sandals off to the side. After several minutes I could feel the wetness seeping from my mound below. "Oh Jeremy please fuck me," I begged.

I stood up and Jeremy took me in his arms and kissed me. His mouth opened with mine and our tongues caressed. Unexpectedly, he swooped me off the ground and carried me up the stairs towards my bedroom. We passionately kissed and I stroked his rock hard cock as we made our way to the bedroom.

Jeremy carried me to the bed and lowered me down on it. Immediately I went for his beautiful cock and wrapped my lips around it as it submerged inside my mouth. He fondled my breasts and then moved his hand toward my navy colored shorts below. Next he undid the button of my shorts and gently pulled the zipper down. I was aching for his touch. I couldn't wait for him to remove my shorts so that I could give myself to him. I wanted so much to please him. With one last pull, my shorts and panties were removed. Jeremy brought the panties to his nose. "They're soaking wet and smell so sweet," Jeremy offered as he cast them aside.

"Lay down honey. I want to straddled you," I commanded. Jeremy laid on his back in the center of the bed and I moved closer. I raised my leg up over him and straddled his face with my wet juicy cunt. As I lowered it to his mouth I opened my mouth and together we went at each other. I bobbed up and down on his cock as I ground my aching mound against his mouth and tongue. My womanhood flooded out all over his face as he sucked on my clit and tongued my opening. His fingers opened me wider and explored the inner walls of my pussy. "Oh honey, I need you to fuck me. I want you so much," I stated.

I was so horny that I couldn't hardly stand myself. I've lost control and don't care. The classy sexy lady of society circles has become a seductress of young men. I laid on the bed with my legs spread wide open. My soaking wet cunt awaited my beautiful lovers entry. "Take me Jeremy! Give it to me and fill me with that big cock!" I exclaimed. I had submitted myself totally to my young lover.

Jeremy's cock slowly entered me. The inner walls of my pussy stretched in acceptance of his long thick shaft. My womanhood flooded his cock and my juices oozed out and ran down my ass. His 12 inch cock was completely buried inside me. I reached below and touched his sensitive balls and they too were drenched in my oozing juices. Jeremy began pumping his cock in and out of me. He felt so good engulfed inside me. I wrapped my legs around him to signal that I wanted to be fucked harder. Eagerly, Jeremy responded and placed his hands underneath my ass. He positioned himself for a torpedo like entry. I stroked his balls with my fingernails. "Are you gonna give it to me honey?" I asked as I starred into his excited eyes. "I'm gonna fuck the shit out of you!" Jeremy replied.

Next, his body led by his huge wetted cock suddenly dove inside me. "Oh fuck, that feels soooo good. Fuck me, yeh fuck me, just like that. Don't stop. Keep fucking me. Yeh that's it," I yelled as I pulled him towards me with every thrust. His balls slapped against my ass with every torrid dive inside me. I've never felt anything reach the places inside my cunt that Jeremy's cock has. My body was on the verge of a climatic explosion. Jermey appeared ready to explode also.

"Where do you want to cum honey? I want you to come inside me. I want to feel you empty yourself in me. Please Jeremy, please cum inside me!" I cried out. "Oh Claire, I'm gonna fill you up. Oh yeh that's it. Keep stroking my balls," Jeremy commanded. I could feel his balls tighten and his body quiver as he erupted inside me. Our lips met and we passionately kissed. My cunt was eagerly accepting his first hot load of sperm. Jeremy continued pumping me full of cock as I stroked his balls and we climaxed together. It was unbelieveable! The amount of cum that shot inside me was overwhelming. It began oozing out and running down my ass.

We laid next to each other. My cunt remained opened and cum continued to ooze out onto the comforter. "Oh Jeremy, you're wonderful," I stated as we embraced and kissed. "We need to be very discreet about our relationship. We should probably avoid meeting at my house," I added. "Where can we meet?" Jeremy asked. "Oh I can think of many places. I can get a room at the Ritz and you can pick me up in the bar and take me to my room. We can make love all night long," I suggested as I cuddled next to him. "Wow, that sounds great," Jeremy replied. "I'm also going on a trip to Las Vegas in three weeks. How would you like to go with me?" I asked him. "How can we pull that off?" Jeremy asked. "I'm leaving on Thursday afternoon and flying back on Sunday night. You could miss workouts on Friday couldn't you? And maybe you could tell your parents that you have a landscape project out of town those days," I offered. "That would probably work because I've been out of town on projects before," Jeremy added.

Jeremy makes me feel young again. Even so, we need to be cautious. It's absolutely imparative that our affair remain a secret. I made it clear to Jeremy that although we enjoyed being with each other very much, we needed to be extremely careful and tell no one. His potential future as a college football player and my reputation in the community were at stake.

Later, I made us lunch and we disscussed some of the landscape ideas that Jeremy had for our property. Jeremy was very creative and his design ideas were terrific. We spent an hour or so talking about his ideas and it was obvious that Jeremy's talents went far beyond the bedroom.