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Linda and Me

By: blue_zephyr187



She was lost in a universe of her own making. Gasping and crying out with each shuddering orgasm. I was getting close, but I didn't want to give it up yet, so I slowed even more. Linda gasped and shuddered as I rolled my hips, gently fucking my stiff prick into her, sinking deep between her softly yielding pussy lips. She was so slick and wet that I could almost have slipped into her, hips and all. Her hot, buttery insides gripped my shafting cock as she came. I leaned forward to kiss her silky shoulders as she raised her ass on the stumps of her legs, pushing herself back into me, wanting all of me completely inside her wet heat. She shuddered and stiffened once more, crying out again. Her capacity to cum was a total amazement to me and I wanted to make her cum as many times as I could before I gave her the cream from my lusty balls. 

— — — — — — — — — — 

Linda and I hadn't always been lovers. It's true that in our teens, we'd both been very sexually active, but it had always been with other partners, never with each other. In thinking back, maybe she'd never have lost her legs had we been lovers back then. Be that as it may, it was enough that we were now. I've found that I truly love her as much as she loves me. 

We were born less than a year apart, Linda was first and I came along roughly ten months later. Both my parents wanted a big family and they saw no sense in waiting. What stopped them was that my father was a diesel mechanic and, several months after I was born, died when a hydraulic lift failed and dropped a car on his head. He lingered for a few days, but according to my mother, his brain-dead body finally gave up and succumbed to the injuries. Mom raised us alone for the next ten years with a little help from her two sisters. 

Social Security benefits paid for us until we were eighteen, but before then, she met and married a real nice guy. Being the bantam rooster I was, it took me a few months to adjust to his constant presence. I mean, when she was dating him, he'd occasionally stay overnight, but that wasn't the same as constantly being in my hair. He chivvied me along and I finally grew to accept him as the dominant male in my life, representing the father figure I guess I needed. From him I learned to treat others, especially women, with more respect. He taught me that others had feelings and to respect them and he did it by his example. For that, I guess, I love him as a father. Anyway, he and Mom had another four kids. 

Alan and Marsha were the first two – fraternal twins – they came along when I was around ten or eleven. Alan popped out almost as soon as Mom went into labor. He's always been an eager beaver, brash and up for almost anything. Marsha came along a leisurely hour later. She peeked out of Mom's womb before pushing a shoulder then the rest of herself out. She didn't scream or yell, she only took in her new surroundings with the calm equanimity of a thinker. She later became the brains to Alan's willing brawn, leading them into some real doozies. A couple of years later came Steven, a willing follower to the Alan and Marsha gang. Sally came along almost three years after Steven. The baby of the family, after Mom had her tubes tied, she was the typical spoiled little brat. Be that as it may, my other brothers and sisters aren't in any way a part of this story and I mentioned them because I wanted to give them a little shot at their fifteen minutes of fame. 

As I said before, Linda and I were born less than a year apart and, other than the usual childish spats and fights, we got along pretty well. I also mentioned that as teens, we were sexually active as well. I gave my virginity up when I as around fifteen to a dumpy sixteen year old girl named Debra. She was available and it was a hurried job under the visitor's bleachers during a football game. I got some coke and ice cream spilled on my back, but I didn't care, I 'd finally gotten some pussy! One guy spotted us under there, but it was as I was pulling out of her. She did my ego good when she told me that I was the best guy she'd ever had. I guess she meant it because, she tried to corner me a number of times during and after school. I had several other encounters that year, but during the summer and the following year . . . boy, did I ever do well. As for Linda, she told me recently that she gave up her virginity when she was sixteen, to a long, lanky basketball player after one of his games. After a few times with him, he left her broken-hearted for another girl, because, he said, she demanded that he always wear a condom. After a brief mourning period, she took up with another boy. A nicer boy, she said, but he, too, caught the eye of another girl. All told she said that she'd had eight lovers, unless you also counted one night when she'd got really buzzed and let the geek have some in the back seat of his car. 

We both went on to college, and in college Linda entered a Miss Lovely Legs contest and won. She truly had a very beautiful pair of legs and I'd admired them many times. It was also at college that I began to feel a little jealousy for her. We had both enrolled in our local community college and planned to apply for a credit transfer to a more prestigious college or university for our last one or two years of pre-baccalaureate study because it truly does matter where your diploma comes from. Her contest win went a little to her head and she blew a whole semester with her partying. She was suspended for a year, but she buckled down and got back to her studies, getting accepted back in after her suspension, doing very well. Meanwhile, I'd applied for and gotten accepted in one of the top universities. I ended up receiving my Bachelor's degree from MIT and figured that within a year and a half, two at the most, I'd have my MBA. 

Because of her missing year, Linda was turned down by several top universities, but she did finally get accepted to a real good University in Louisiana, LSU. A week before she was to leave to start classes, she and a number of her friends decided to party it up. It was the last weekend she'd have there since she had to be in Baton Rouge the following Friday. I had a lot of leeway studying for my Masters so I was home for the big send-off. However, just because I had a lot of leeway didn't mean that I could ease off on my studies and I worked my index cards hard, doing some heavy writing on my Master's Thesis while I was home. 

The night of Linda's big send-off party, I'd gone to bed late, long after Linda and her girlfriends had departed. I'd gotten up to take a piss around six the next morning, and lazily wondered how big Linda's head was going to be after her party. I hadn't heard her come in, but I chalked it up to sleeping soundly. Heading back to bed, I idly picked up my index cards and was casually re-sorting them when I heard a heavy, banging knock on the front door. Dropping my cards on the bed, I sat up and wondered who it could be. Suddenly, I got a cold knot in the pit of my stomach. Linda! Without checking to see who it was, I knew it had to be the police knocking. It had to be about Linda! I hurriedly skinned on my jeans and ran out the door with Mom and Papa Ralph trailing a few yards behind. I don't know how, but Papa Ralph was first to the door and, throwing it open, I saw two city cops over his shoulder, standing just outside the door. 

"Would this be Miss Linda Maria Carter's residence?" the first one asked. 

"Y-yes, I'm her father," Papa Ralph stuttered. 

"Well, Mr. Carter –" 

"Williams, Ralph Williams, I'm actually her step-father." 

"Yes, sir. Mr. Williams your daughter, er, step-daughter has been in an accident –" 

"Is she all right?" Mom gasped, pushing between me and Papa Ralph, "I'm her mother! Tell me, is she all right?" 

"Hush, honey," Papa Ralph held her back, "let the man speak." 

"Well, ma'am," he nodded his thanks to Papa Ralph, "she's been admitted to Memorial Hospital for treatment of severe injuries. They'll know more about her condition there. I'm just here to let you know where she is." 

"T-thank you, officer," Papa Ralph sighed, running his fingers through his hair, "would you two like a cup of coffee or something to drink? Iced tea?" 

The officer only shook his head and gave him a weary smile as he turned away. 

"We're sorry to be the bearers of bad news, ma'am," the second officer half-saluted and turned, "have a good, uh . . . good bye," I could see him biting his lip at his partial slip. 

"Bye," Mom mumbled after him. 

The younger kids were still in bed, so I volunteered to stay with them and made a fresh pot of coffee as Papa Ralph and Mom had a quick shower, dressed and, with a squeal of tires, left. A couple of hours later, I got the kids up, got them fed and loaded them on the school bus when it pulled up. I cleaned up, threw on a clean shirt and headed out. As an afterthought, I turn at the door, grabbed the house phone and put it on call-forwarding to my cell phone. A half-hour later, I was at the hospital. I found Mom in the main waiting room, Papa Ralph had gone to get them a coffee refill, and she told me what she knew about the accident. 

The first thing she told me was that Linda had lost her legs, but that she was still alive. She had some serious internal injuries, but the prognosis was good overall. Her condition was still a little guarded and she was still in surgery, but they were "just cleaning her . . . her s-s-stumps" – she broke down and sobbed for a few minutes before continuing. They were trimming off the bones in case she might be eligible for prosthetic devices later. 

"Oh, my poor baby," Mom sobbed. 

I had a big lump in my throat and wondered if, had I horned in on them and come along, she'd be in this condition. But I hadn't wanted to go drinking. I'd been too damned tired, although in spite of that, I'd stayed up very late myself. Papa Ralph interrupted my self-recriminations, arriving with three cups of coffee. 

"Figured you'd be here by now, so I brought you one," he half-smiled. 

"Thanks, Pop," I smiled up at him, pleased at his thoughtfulness – but he was like that, always thinking. I guess he's where Marsha got her brain power. 

We sat and sipped coffee quietly for a minute or two, then Papa Ralph told me the rest of the story as he'd heard it. It seemed that one of the girls Linda was with, had borrowed her father's Volkswagen and she, Linda and two other girlfriends had piled into it, driving off to another party. They were all drunk. One of the other girls took the other car and the remainder of their party, and followed a couple of miles behind. They all knew where they were going, so there was no need to try to keep up. The second car, however, was stopped by a cop who'd noticed their erratic driving and they were carted off to the drunk tank. Mom dropped her head into her hands and sobbed as she listened and I, too, wished that Linda had been stopped by the cops. Anyway Papa Ralph continued, Linda and them got lost and ended up on an empty back road. The girl driving apparently lost control of the car going into an s-curve and, at sixty miles an hour, thirty-five miles faster than the speed limit, and ran into the support wall of a concrete railroad bridge. It was a smack-on, flat, head-on hit. It hadn't looked as if she'd slowed nor tried to steer away. He paused, his hand trembling as he took a sip of his coffee. The driver and front seat passenger were apparently killed on impact. One of the back seat passengers didn't have her seat belt on and was thrown into the back of the driver's seat and apparently traveled over the driver and went through the windshield. She was stopped by the same concrete wall that had stopped the car. Linda, however, was buckled in and was still in her seat, although it did break loose due to the impact, and suffered internal injuries from the seat belt. However, the loose seat slammed forward, the front seat had been shoved back from the impact and her legs were crushed between the two. 

She'd drifted in and out of consciousness as she sat there, trapped by her legs as effectively as a bear in a trap. The bear, however, could gnaw it's paw off, but Linda wasn't a bear. The road remained devoid of traffic until the wee hours of the morning. They'd hit the bridge at around ten and it wasn't until one o'clock that a railroad switcher, heading for the siding nearby, found them. He didn't own a cell phone, so he had to go to the switch itself for a direct line to the dispatcher and called for help. A state trooper arrived roughly an hour later followed by an ambulance and the fire department's rescue squad. Papa Ralph said that he'd been told that the girl that had been thrown through the windshield had still been alive when the ambulance arrived. An emergency helicopter had been called and arrived about the time they'd extricated Linda. They loaded both surviving girls on it, but Amelia had died en route. She was too broken and torn up for them to successfully resuscitate her – but Linda survived. Her legs had been broken at mid-thigh, one a little higher than the other, and the pinching of the seats had kept her from bleeding out. However, because her lower legs had been deprived of blood for so long, they were turning black by the time they got her loose and had to be amputated. It was a sorry ending to happy party. 

— — — — — — — — — — 

Linda didn't get her degree then. She did eventually get it, but that's farther down the road. I got my MBA and hired on with a company in a city near home, got a small loft apartment and began working my way up the ladder. 

Back home, the twins were high school sophomores and the boys were in middle school and grade school. Linda was progressing, but still complained of painful twinges in her non-existent calves, ankles and feet. She visited me at my apartment about as often as I visited home, staying overnight on occasion. I usually picked her up and took her home whenever Mom or Papa Ralph didn't. The prostheses hadn't worked out. There was something about the stumps being too short. They'd talked about hip replacement to give her something longer to hook some prostheses on, but Linda had turned them down flat. She didn't want that kind of pain. She'd heard of how much hip replacement hurt and, although the pain lessened, it was always there. She didn't want that. 

One weekend, Papa Ralph, Mom and the kids were going camping and she didn't want to go, so she came up to spend it with me. She said she didn't want to be a drag on Papa Ralph by having him carrying her around like an invalid. Which brings to mind – after she was back home, she moped around for several weeks, getting a little round and chubby. I liked the look, but she didn't. As she realized that she was going to be permanently legless, her attitude changed dramatically. She went back to her old diet, cut out most of the junk food and got a pamphlet from her doctor about wheelchair exercises, quickly getting back her former looks. She'd still occasionally get depressed missing the girls that had died, and often visit their graves. 

At any rate, like I said, she came up to spend the weekend with me. Papa Ralph and Mom brought her up that Friday afternoon and asked that I drop her off back home Monday evening, since I had a long weekend as well. After they left, she and I played a few games and watched some TV. We were chatting and arguing amiably about who would be the best President, Obama or McCain. She was for Obama and I preferred McCain. 

"That won't work," she shook her head adamantly. 

"And why not?" I retorted, "McCain has the skill and experience and he's got a lot of contacts in government and that's a big help!" 

"He's too old! Think. What'll happen if he dies in office, huh?" she gestured and grabbed my hair, tugging gently to make her point, "then what? Sarah Palin will be in office and who's the vice president? Well, Susan Pelosi, of course, one of her worst political enemies. What kind of cat fights do you think will happen then, huh?" 

The idea was so ludicrous that I busted out laughing. Yeah! Sarah Palin and Susan Pelosi in a cat fight in the oval office. I gave her the argument as I laughed myself silly. A few minutes later, we'd quieted down and just sat, vegetating in front of the boob tube, laughing at the antics of the people in a so-called reality fix. Without thinking, Linda reached down to massage her non-existent knee, her hand landed flat on the sofa. I glanced down and took her hand, held it in both of mine and brought it up to my cheek. She gave me a sad, wan little smile, her lip trembling and shrugged her shoulders helplessly. 

"Both legs hurt all the way to my toes," she stared wistfully at where her feet should have been, "the doctor calls them ghost pains. I call them a real pain in the ass. My feet hurt as if I've been dancing all night with some clod stepping all over them, you know?" she looked into my eyes sadly. 

I looked back at her helplessly. Her legs had been so beautiful. So long and slender. Dancer's legs. She'd been taking classical dance lessons along with her regular studies and had hoped to break into some dance troupe and have her degree as a backup in case she couldn't make it as a dancer. Now she had neither. And as for dancing with some clod, she hadn't been out on a date since her accident, not that she'd gotten any offers. Still, she was a beautiful woman and I found myself still dazzled by her. In a way, I felt that I no longer had any competition for her attentions and I liked that. However, at present, I didn't know how to help her so I sat quietly with her for a long time. Finally, I remembered something I'd seen on one of the medical programs on TV. It wasn't much, but it was something to start a conversation with and, at the time, I didn't mean to do much more than that with it. 

"Hon, um, I don't know, but I, um, I heard about a technique that's helped some people with missing hands and feet and, um . . ." 

"You mean where the subject used a mirror to reflect his own hand?" she peered up at me. 

"Uh, yeah, but I'm not sure how we could go about it with you, you know? Maybe find some woman that would be willing to lie back and maybe you could sit on her lap and . . ." 

"It doesn't have to be a woman, Eddie," she looked at me with a mixture of doubt and hope, "it could just as easily be a man and I think I know how we can try, will you let me?" her words tumbled out quickly as she began thinking about it. 

"W-well, yeah, I guess," I quickly acquiesced, "whatever you wanna do." 

I was just trying to keep her happy and occupied, but without another word, she pulled my arm around her waist, lay her hand on my thigh and with one little hop, she was on my lap. She shoved her butt as far back as she could against me, looked around and smiled. 

"Stretch your legs out and slide down a little, then lean back, I need to get further up on your belly, okay?" 

I followed her instructions and lay back. She slid her butt back until she was sitting on my soft prick. Her warmth and pressure gave me a half-erection, but her weight kept it down. She grabbed the afghan off the back of the couch and folded it across her lap to cover the ends of her stumps and we sat for a few minutes as she stared down at my feet. 

"It doesn't feel right," she moaned in frustration, "I don't know . . ." 

I kicked off my shoes and wriggled out of my socks, pushing them down and off with my toes, a habit we both had. 

"Oh!" she gasped, "my God!" 

"What's wrong, sweetie?" I tried to sit up. 

"No, don't! Stay where you are!" she was excited, "I almost felt that," she whispered in wonder, "wiggle your toes!" 

As I wiggled them and rotated my feet, stretching them and making the tendons pop, I had the surreal feeling that something had entered my legs. That I was sharing the feeling in my legs with something. 


Linda and Susan and Me



“Linda, I have a surprise for you. Remember you asked me if I’d like to see you with another woman?”

Linda and I are colleagues and were in England for a new product launch. We are also lovers, still exploring each other and ourselves, having only been together 3 times, the 1,000 miles between our homes putting a bit of a limit on the time we could spend together.

“Yes?” Linda replied, wide eyed.

“Well, I have a friend who lives near here, I told her I was coming to visit and she got very excited because we have talked about meeting for a while now, but when I told her I wouldn’t be alone she was quite despondent. Then she asked me if you would object to us having some company and I said I didn’t think so.”

“Good call! Tell me about her!” Linda could barely contain her excitement.

“Her name is Susan, she is 23 years old, long dark hair, pouty lips, nice curvaceous body from what I’ve seen in her pictures, and she is just like you, horny as hell!”

“Jesus, get her here, I’m getting damp already!” Linda cried, wriggling uncomfortably on the wooden bar stool.

I looked at my watch. “She should be here any minute.”

“You talking about me, handsome?” a voice behind me said.

I spun round to see a gorgeous young woman whom I recognised instantly grinning at me.

“Hello Susan, it is so good to finally meet you!” I leaned into her welcoming hug then pulled back for a second before we gave each other a polite introductory kiss.

“Andy, I have been dying for this moment for months!” Her eyes danced and she gave her lips a wicked lick. She looked questioningly at Linda who sat on the stool next to me with an expectant gleam in her eyes.

“Susan, this is Linda. Linda, Susan.”

The two women sized each other up for a moment and for an instant I thought this was a huge mistake. Then Linda leaned forward without a word and kissed Susan softly on the lips. Susan’s eyes closed and her lips parted slightly, I saw Linda’s tongue tentatively extend and touch Susan’s lips, instantly they parted more and then the women were kissing warmly and passionately. My cock jumped to attention and was instantly at full erection as I watched. The kiss ended, reluctantly it seemed, and their lips parted. They looked breathlessly at each other, and then Linda spoke.

“It is so nice to meet you Susan, Andy only told me about you a few minutes ago. We are going to have such fun together!”

Susan’s lips were parted and I thought she was going to attack Linda right there in the pub.

“Great meeting you too Linda, Andy described me to you but the real thing is just so sexy!”

Linda leaned forward and kissed her cheek.

“You’re so sweet! Andy, pay the bill and let’s get out of here before I strip this gorgeous babe naked right here!”

We arrived at the guesthouse about half an hour later. I had booked a room in a quiet village not far from where Susan lived, and close to the venue for our business meeting. I had requested a room with a big bed and I wasn’t disappointed. Both women’s eyes lit up when they saw the bed.

“This is going to be great!” exclaimed Linda.

“Oh God yes!” Susan agreed. My mind was in a whirl, I had known that both of them were keen on a threesome but I wasn’t expecting them to be so friendly so fast, I still hadn’t had a proper kiss from Susan! She seemed to read my mind, walking over to me.

“I have wanted you for so long, handsome, kiss me now.” She murmured, her voice heavy with lust.

I leaned down and kissed her beautiful upturned face, her lips warm and full, her tongue alive between my lips. I sucked the tip gently and she moaned softly. My cock was hardening in my jeans, she leaned in and felt it against her stomach. She pulled away and stroked my groin, her eyes widening. She looked at Linda.

“Does he know how to use this?”

“Oh yes….and so do I!” Linda replied wickedly. She sat down in the chair in the corner of the room and leaned back. “Come on then Andy, you shy?”

I grinned. “Having an audience is new babe, relax!” I looked back at Susan who had untied her hair and shaken it loose. Her eyes were screaming, “strip me and fuck me.”

Let me describe these delicious women, similar and different at the same time. 

Linda is blonde, Susan is brunette. 

Linda is 37, Susan is 23. 

Both petite, Linda is 5’2”, Susan is 5’. 

Both busty and luscious, Linda is 34DD, Susan is 36D.

Both are shaven, Linda I know is smooth, Susan I have heard, but I know I will see very very soon….

Back to the bedroom. Susan took me by the hand and pushed me down to sit on the edge. She climbed on top of me, straddling my thighs, looked me straight in the eyes then started stroking her breasts, almost absent-mindedly. As she stroked, the impression of her nipples appeared through her blouse as they hardened under her caresses.

“My breasts have been waiting for you Andy….they can’t wait any longer….”

I reached up and started unbuttoning her blouse, reaching the bottom and easing it off her shoulders. Her skin was milky white and her luscious breasts were barely contained in a plunging black lacy bra, rising and falling as her breathing increased in pace. As I reached behind her to unfasten the bra she closed her eyes and sighed, stretching her arms above her head. I unclipped the garment and slid the straps from her shoulders, she dropped her arms and the bra joined the blouse on the floor. My hands stroked up her sides and I caressed the undersides of her breasts, I watched in amazement as her nipples hardened even more, the aureoles puckered and stiff with arousal.

A sigh from the corner of the room caused us both to turn our heads. Linda was sprawled in the chair, one hand under her blouse and the other down the front of her loose fitting slacks. Her eyes were glazed and her breathing was heavy.

“Fuck, I am loving watching this, don’t stop!” she breathed.

I looked back at Susan. “Let’s really give her a show”, I whispered.

She grinned and kissed me, her lips and tongue exploring my mouth. “I want your cock inside me so much” she mumbled without breaking the kiss.

Susan locked her arms round my neck and I stood up, turning round and laying her on her back on the bed. I unfastened the waistbutton of her pants and pulled them off without ceremony. She leaned up on her elbows and watched as I pushed her knees apart and licked my way up her left thigh, the scent of her already dripping wet pussy guiding me upwards. As I advanced she parted her legs more and more, by the time my nose touched the fabric of her little black panties her legs were well apart and she was panting audibly. I licked at the crotch of her panties, it was sodden and sweet, I licked with the flat of my tongue and her panting became a moan.

“Stop fucking teasing me and take them off!” she cried.

I looked across at Linda who was now only wearing her panties; she was looking directly at me and had her left nipple in her mouth, still stroking her cunt with her right hand. She smiled and her nipple left her mouth with a plop.

“Eat her pussy Andy, I want to watch you lick her sweet cum.”

“Yes, eat my pussy Andy!” Susan echoed Linda’s request.

I grabbed the waistband of Susan’s panties and ripped them off, exposing her glistening smooth pussy. She was lubricating freely now, aroused and ready and I bent to kiss her just above her slit. I licked directly downwards and parted her lips with my tongue, tasting her sweetness directly for the first time. Her clit was erect and throbbing and I grazed the tip with my tongue, and then curled my tongue deep into her wet slot, licking the juices from her. Suddenly there was a voice in my ear.

“Kiss me my love, I want to taste her!” Linda had left her seat and was kneeling next to me. I kissed her and she sucked Susan’s sweet cum off my tongue, moaning with ecstasy as she did so.

“Let me taste too!” Susan exclaimed. Linda crawled up the bed and pushed her tongue into Susan’s mouth as I reinserted my tongue into her pussy, which was now throbbing and grasping at my tongue. I stroked my tongue upwards to her clit and licked it in circles, gently inserting my right index finger into her sopping hole. I could hear the women moaning and panting and, looking up, saw that Susan was sucking one of Linda’s magnificent nipples while she herself sucked the other one. Susan’s left hand was rubbing furiously at Linda’s cunt, occasionally she would bring her fingers to her lips and lick them clean, then Linda would kiss her to get at her own taste.

“Fuck me Andy, fuck me now, please, I don’t want to wait any longer!” Susan cried. 

I looked at Linda and she winked at me. I knelt between Susan’s widespread thighs and took my steel hard cock in my hand, stroking the head teasingly up and down between her pussy lips. She gasped and looked down, Linda’s lips were firmly attached to her left nipple and she sucked like a hungry baby. Susan was breathing really raggedly now, her beautiful breasts heaving, and I decided I had tortured her enough. Leaning forward I pushed gently and my cock head disappeared into her pussy with a soft plop.

“Oh, Jesus Christ that is good!” Susan’s eyes closed as I stroked my cock slowly all the way into her, then stopped. I withdrew again just as slowly, looking down at my cock glistening with her juices.

“Let me have a little taste please Andy.” Linda’s face was now inches from my cock, I withdrew all the way and turned my hips slightly, she caught my sticky cock in her mouth and sucked it down, licking and swallowing, deeper and deeper till her nose touched my groin. When my cock emerged from her mouth it was nice and clean, and I plunged it back into Susan’s gasping pussy without ceremony. Lifting her legs up on my shoulders I held her ass with my hands and started long deep strokes, feeling my balls slapping her ass as I pounded into her with such force that her breasts were shaking. Suddenly I stopped.

“Whatcha doing babe?” Susan looked questioningly at me.

“I want to fuck you from behind, I want to see your delicious ass while I fill you with my cock,” I replied.

Her eyes gleamed and she turned over, down on her elbows and her ass high in the air. I knelt behind her and slipped my cock easily back into her tight wet pussy, pushing it to full depth in one stroke.

“Oh God that is so fucking deep!!” Susan squirmed as I grasped her hips and pulled myself deeper into her. Her tight pussy gripped my cock like a vice and I stroked long and deep, looking down I could see that my cock head was almost totally out of her on the back stroke.

Looking down I also saw a blonde head! Linda had wriggled in underneath Susan, and had positioned herself so that Susan could eat her pussy, I saw that Linda’s legs were hooked behind Susan’s elbows which meant that her cunt was open and easily accessible to Susan’s willing mouth. The slurping and moaning from Susan meant that she was really getting into licking pussy, and in reciprocation Linda was licking Susan’s clit below me as I fucked her pussy, Linda’s vibrant tongue was also stroking my cock as I fucked in and out of Susan’s tight young pussy.

I was so aroused by the sexy young woman I was fucking for the first time and Linda as a willing spectator and participant that I knew I wouldn’t last long.

“I’m going to cum soon, ladies”, I said.

“Cum on her stomach lover, I want to lick it up” said Linda. Hearing that pushed me over the edge and my balls tightened, as I felt the cum rocketing up my shaft I pulled out and flipped Susan onto her back as the hot cream exploded into the air. The first spurt hit Susan right on her cheek as she leaned up on her elbows again to watch, the second landed between her breasts, then more, spurt, spurt, all over her creamy skin, even as I pumped more out Linda was licking my hot cum from Susan’s breasts, then up to lick her sticky cheek. As I watched they kissed, transferring my cum to Susan’s hungry mouth, she looked at me wickedly and opened her mouth to show me my cum on her tongue before giving an exaggerated swallow. Linda licked up the rest and swallowed too, and they both smiled at me.

“Your cum tastes great!” they chorused. We all laughed as I lay down on the bed between them.  Susan sat up and stroked my softening cock, sticky with her juices. Bending her head, she started to lick it tenderly, cleaning her cum from my cock and starting the revival, somehow I knew this was going to be a long day! Linda leaned across and licked my ear.

“Was that good baby?”

“Mmmm, she is so hot and tight!” I replied.

“You have really neglected me today.”

“Sorry lover, how can I make amends?” I asked, knowing Linda was joking and had thoroughly enjoyed they day so far.

“I have something hot and tight too, but first, eat my pussy” she replied, getting up on her knees and straddling my head. She sat up straight and pushed her smooth wet pussy down on my face, grinding her hips back and forward as my tongue snaked into her and licked her lips, sucking her labia into my mouth and she squirmed with pleasure. I stroked a finger into her pussy then rubbed the tip against her tight little asshole.

“Oh yes, finger fuck my ass, please!” Linda cried.

Susan was still licking and sucking my cock, stroking my smooth shaven balls, the feeling and the taste of Linda’s pussy was reviving my cock in record time. I could feel that hot mouth round my cock, hardening and lengthening all the time, till it was back at full strength again. Linda was stroking and kissing her breasts above me, and then Susan took my cock from her mouth.

“Linda, he’s ready to fuck you.”

“Mmmm, thank you darling” Linda replied, easing herself off my face and kissing Susan warmly on her lips. The women were now on their knees at either side of me, and Linda leaned down to kiss the tip of my fully erect cock, the head smooth as glass it was so hard.

	“I have an idea and I’m sure he will like this” Linda said. “In fact we will all like this!”

	She started to lick my cock up and down, slowly with the flat of her tongue. After a couple of strokes Susan got the idea and began to lick in unison on the opposite side of my cock. I leaned up on my elbows to watch these two beautiful women licking my cock; it was the most arousing thing I had ever seen! As they licked to the tip of my cock they kissed, their tongues entwining, then parting and licking back down to the base of my shaft. 

	Then things changed. Linda turned her head and started to nibble up and down my cock, sucking motions as if she was eating an ice-lolly, while Susan stayed at the head and sucked and licked it, just the head, nothing more.

“Oh God ladies, this is too much” I groaned.

	“You going to cum?” asked Susan.

	“Oh yeah, any minute! I exclaimed.

	“Come with me Susan,” said Linda, quickly getting off the bed and kneeling on the floor. “Kneel here next to me, be ready for his cum!”

	I sat up on the edge of the bed facing them, stroking my cock, feeling my orgasm building. I stroked it full length then that familiar feeling started.

“Here it comes babes!”

They closed their eyes as the cum blasted forth, splattering Linda’s face with the first spurt, then Susan’s with the second, I alternated spraying each woman’s beautiful face with hot sauce until the spurts subsided. 

Linda opened her eyes first, turning to Susan and licking her eyelids clean of my cum. When Susan could open her eyes she returned the favour, licking Linda’s cheek. After each lick the women kissed, then went back to licking each other clean like two affectionate cats. When their faces were clean again Linda took my cock in her mouth to suck the last dregs of cum, then sat back and sighed.

“Fuck Andy, I can’t get enough of your cum!”

“Me neither” Susan agreed. “it is just so damned tasty!”

“God I am finished!” I lay back on the bed.

“That’s what you think,” said Linda firmly. “You haven’t fucked me yet, in fact you have hardly touched me today!”

“Can I get my breath and my hard on back first?” I asked.

“Okay lover, Susan and I will amuse ourselves for you” replied Linda. “Susan, I’m sure Andy would enjoy watching us play?”

“I don’t care if he enjoys it, I know I will!” Susan’s excited and nervous tone told me she couldn’t wait to get to grips with the curvaceous older woman.

Linda lay down on the bed and turned to Susan.

“Come and get on top of me darling, let me taste your sweetness.”

Susan grinned and swung a leg over Linda’s head, lowering her pussy onto the blonde woman’s face. Linda closed her eyes and began to slowly lick the insides of Susan’s thighs before turning her attention to the wet smooth pussy an inch from her mouth. I watched with interest as Linda’s tongue touched its target, Susan’s eyes flew open and she gasped with pleasure. As Linda licked deeper Susan began to pivot her hips back and forward, coating Linda’s face with her abundant juices.

After a few minutes of this Susan decided it was time to return the favour and lowered her face between Linda’s widespread legs. Her shaven pussy shone with moisture, which the younger woman licked and swallowed with relish. Watching these two pleasuring each other was extremely erotic and before I knew it my hard on was back to full strength.

I rolled quietly off the bed and knelt at the edge of the bed closest to Linda’s feet. Susan looked up at me and grinned, I indicated to her what I wanted to do and she nodded her head. Sitting straight up on Linda’s face, she started to play with her hard little nipples and I crept onto the bed between Linda’s thighs. She was so into eating Susan’s tight pussy that she didn’t know what was happening until my hard cock was buried in her hot soaking pussy.

“Ohhhhh, God!” she exclaimed. “ I love your cock in me!”

“I love my cock in you too!” I replied, stroking deeply in and out. Her pussy wasn’t as tight as Susan’s but just as hot and wet, and she writhed under Susan and me as I fucked her slowly. Susan climbed off her face and left her gasping for air as she bent to lick Linda’s clit, licking my cock too as it stroked in and out of Linda’s smooth slot.

“Get on your back!” Linda commanded, “You know I like to be on top!”

Obediently I pulled my cock from her soaking pussy with a soft sucking sound, lying back with my hands behind my head. Linda straddled my hips and, taking my sticky cock in her right hand, lowered herself onto me with a satisfied sigh. I reached up and started to caress her luscious breasts, the nipples were rock hard and standing straight out. She leaned forward and I pushed her breasts together, sucking both nipples into my mouth and nibbling gently on the hard knobs. As she leaned forward Susan was behind her, licking up and down the crack of her ass.

“Oh…Susan….that is great! But, why don’t you sit on his face?” Linda suggested. “He licks like a star!”

Susan grinned and glanced at me, licking her lips. Linda sat upright and stroked her nipples suggestively, still grinding her pussy back and forwards on my cock buried deep in her. Susan straddled my head and lowered her smooth pink pussy onto me, facing Linda. I began to lick her gently, but she pushed herself down onto my face and I pushed my tongue deeper into her, hearing her moan with pleasure. As I licked and sucked her delicious slot she leaned forward and I sensed that she and Linda were bonding again! Sure enough, the sounds of wet sucking kisses made it passed Susan’s thighs pressed against my ears, and I wished I could see what was going on, although the position I was in was perfect!

Meanwhile, beyond my field of vision, Linda and Susan were discovering each other’s breasts, rubbing their nipples together and stroking the other’s luscious curves. Occasionally one would bend and suck the other’s nipple, all the while Linda was fucking up and down on my rampant cock and Susan was grinding her pussy into my face, coating me with her sweet honey. Suddenly Linda stopped moving and clamped my cock with her strong cunt muscles.




Linda and Susan and Me



“Andy? I want your cock in my ass!” Linda panted.

Susan climbed off my face with some reluctance, while Linda pulled herself off my cock and rolled over onto her hands and knees, her ass high in the air. I knelt beside her and Susan watched with interest as I stroked my cock into Linda’s pussy again, making sure my cock was properly wet with her juices. On impulse Susan leaned down and licked up and down between Linda’s cheeks, wiggling her tongue at the tight little ass before licking back up again. Linda gasped and moaned.

“Jesus that is good but I want your cock Andy, please!”

I slowly withdrew my cock from Linda’s pussy and positioned the head at her tight rear entrance. I felt Linda push back against it; I grasped her hips and pushed gently. Gradually I felt her ass give, then with a soft plop the head was inside the tight ring.

“Mmmmm, that’s big, it’s tight!” Linda cried.

“Want me to stop babe?” I asked.

“Oh no, push gently, I want it all!” she replied.

I pushed and slowly but surely my cock was being swallowed by Linda’s ass. I have never felt anything so tight, and the heat was amazing. Finally I felt her ass cheeks against my groin. Linda looked over her shoulder at me; she was sweating and panting with the stretching of her ass.

“That’s it lover, it’s in, fuck my ass, fill my ass with hot cum!”

Susan had meanwhile positioned herself at Linda’s head and was spreading her pussy lips with her fingers so that Linda had unobstructed access to her clit. Linda licked like there was no tomorrow, the room was filled with the sounds of pussy licking, ass fucking and all round panting as I fucked Linda’s tight ass to my 3rd orgasm of the day. Linda had reached down between her legs with one hand and was stroking her big clit with her fingers, while furiously licking Susan’s clit.

Susan came first, she threw back her head and shuddered, gasping as Linda’s expert clit licking pushed her over the edge. Her orgasm seemed to trigger Linda’s, a shudder racked her whole body and I felt her ass pulsing around my cock as she came, this in turn just finished me off and my cock pumped hot cum into Linda’s unbelievably tight ass, my fingers gripping her ass cheeks as I emptied my balls into her.

I pulled slowly out of Linda and collapsed on the bed. She rolled over and put her head on my shoulder, while Susan lay with her head on my chest.

“Jeez ladies, that was amazing! What could be next?” I asked.

“More, more!” they replied in unison.

I looked down at my swollen red cock, poor thing; it never knew what hit it!




Linda and the Boys



Linda had never wanted to allow strangers into her house. It was a necessity. 

Living in the Welsh countryside, many miles from any decent sized town made it difficult to make a decent living. And, with the big old house her rat of a husband had left her (after running off with the art student from Manchester); the obvious thing to do was to let out the rooms.

There were no shortage of takers. Her home was in the middle of the Snowdonia national park and so attracted hikers, climbers and general outdoorsy types. She preferred it when the guests were young and female. They kept amongst themselves and generally weren't there to get plastered. Normally they were nice sweet girls who, when they weren't out hiking, were reading quietly in the garden.

She disliked older guests, normally they wanted to talk mundane nonsense, often they would be full of real ale at 10 at night and would try it on with her.

55 and men still desired her. Even if they were bearded and over 40 it was still good to know. She looked in the mirror and still saw a woman of 35. She was as trim as ever, not much grey had fastened itself onto her hair - just a few silvery streaks. Her skin was still good, her breasts sagged a little but yoga and being lucky enough to've not had to work for a living had kept her body youthful.

The guests Linda really dreaded were the young men. The climbers and Para gliders. The groups of young men from universities. Being alone in the house with 4-5 of them for a whole weekend miles from anyone else was an awful thing.

Firstly, it was scary what the wrong group of men could do to her. Rob? Assault? Murder? She couldn't stop those ideas flooding through her mind, what could she do to stop them?

Secondly, she adored young men. The look of them, the smell of them, the tight ripples of their stomachs, the light tan of ther smooth skin, their easy smiles and the light hair that lead from their navels down towards their groins like an arrow pointing the path to pleasure. She adored them, but only the ones that lived in her head, in her erotic novels and on her computer screen. She couldn't bear thinking about real young men. Why would they want her? It would be improper. 

Nevertheless, as her only male contact in two years had been a couple of tedious dates and mediocre sex with a local forest ranger two years her senior, she couldn't help feeling the twinge of desire when she saw the young men at her dining table. Nor could she help feeling breathless when she accidentally saw one bare chested.

Nor could she help lying in bed dreaming of the boys sleeping a few doors away.

That was what frightened her about them coming to stay.

Which was why Linda was not looking forward to her son's friend Steve Kaplan coming to stay with three of his climbing friends. They were preparing for an expedition to Nepal and her son had kindly recommended her place as the ideal base camp for training.

She'd met Steve once before. Then he'd been a 17 year old who, when she'd been bringing her son up in Cardiff, had often come around to do his homework. She'd known then that he'd had a little passion for her, and he was even then a very good looking boy. She wanted very much to see him again, and that frightened her even more.

Now 29, Steve was an even handsomer figure than she'd dreaded. he'd filled out a little and had the rugged, unshaven look that made her giddy, as well as the blue eyes and boyish brown hair she remembered fondly.

His companions were no less impressive. Declan a dark Irishman with a roguish grin. Irwin, a 6'6 black Londoner and Sandy a stocky, muscled blue eyed boy. All were aged between 27 and 30. It was awful.

The Friday they arrived passed well enough. She made the usual pleasantries and turned in early, listening to their voices down the stairs. Steve's deep whisper, Irwin's West Indian lilt, Deccan's Irish bark and Sandy's boyish giggle.

She was very wet.

She thought of Steve as she slipped a finger between her legs and gently brought herself to a guilty climax, thinking of Steve's cock inside her. She slept well.

Next day, they'd already left on an early climb when she awoke. More relief. A not in Steve's handwriting told her they wouldn't be back until 6 that evening.

That news was a blessing, and so was the weather. It was a gorgeous sunny day and Linda, after a little painting and yoga felt the need to disrobe. She still had a few hours before they came back. Time and the perfect occasion to work on her all over tan. 

She lay in the garden, completely naked, on her back and covered her face, breasts, belly, and legs in lotion before basking in the rays. She drifted off.

Sometime later, she was interrupted by the sound of boots on the gravel path leading to her home. She glanced at her watch next to her - still only 4? They were early. She jumped to her feet. She could see the unmistakable shape of Irwin as they came round a corner. She ran inside the house.

Standing in the hall was Steve. He looked surprised, and couldn't help but look over her naked body.

"I'm sorry, we had to come back a bit earlier, Sandy turned over an ankle. I came ahead, you were asleep and I thought it best not to wake you."

"I...I..."

"Quite alright. Sorry to uhhhh...."

"No, I'm..."

"Rather takes me back!"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, when I used to come around to do my homework. I used to watch you undress through a crack in the door. You knew I did!"

"I... I... no of course not!" But she knew it was true. She'd always known that dirty little Steve had watched her undressing. And she'd liked it. She'd loved thinking about him getting an erection watching her, then going home and masturbating over her.

"Well, I have to say you're still a gorgeous woman. You should get dressed before the others come."

She heard a sound behind her and quickly ran up the stairs, and pulled on underwear, a t-shirt and jeans over her body. She was breathless and incapable of rational thought.

Half an hour later she began cooking them a meal and, unable to meet Steve's gaze, made her excuses and left the room. She tried to read, but couldn't stop her mind racing.

She heard the sound of their voices downstairs and once more felt herself burning with desire. She needed a shower.

It was as she left the bathroom, towels wrapped around her, that she saw Steve again. Standing at the top of the stairs, half blocking her path.

"I embarrassed you didn't I?" he said.

"Embarrassed?"

"Yes, what I said earlier. But I want you to know I mean it. You're gorgeous, a very attractive woman, Vie always thought so."

"Th..Thanks you... you're..."

"What would you do if I kissed you now?"

Her hesitancy was all Steve needed, before Linda knew it she found herself wrapped in his arms, inhaling his sweat and with his lips gently brushing hers. She returned his kiss and found herself taking his buttocks in her hands and squeezing, finding them firm inside their denim. She felt the warmth of his cock against her as, encouraged, he parted her lips and met her tongue with his.

He slid his hands under the towels and picked her up by her ass, she wrapped her legs around his torso as the towels fell to the ground, leaving her naked with her long dark wet hair dripping over his shoulders. She felt her pussy, dripping with desire, rub against his muscled stomach as he carried her into her bedroom.

He dropped her onto the bed and took her by one leg, flipping her onto her front as he stripped himself naked in a frenzy. Linda heard herself let out a primeval wail as she felt herself penetrated by her son's best friend's cock. the firmness and girth of it dazzled her as he pumped her hungrily, grunting with every hard stroke. She screamed with pleasure.

Linda came quickly, her wails stretching into the night. She was dimly aware that the boys downstairs would surely have heard as she felt Steve pull his cock from her and push her onto her back. Smiling he stood over her, his cock still hot and very hard. Without thinking Linda slipped her mouth over his thick shaft and began greedily sucking it. 

She hadn't heard them come in but suddenly she was aware of another pair of hands on her legs. She looked to her right just in time to see Irwin, naked about to slide his huge black cock into her sopping wet cunt. She spread her legs wide and winced as his huge length pushed into her. She sucked harder on Steve's cock, running her down up and down it like a child's lollipop as Irwin brutally pumped her.

She became aware of the other two men, Sandy and Declan standing either side of the bed, both naked and cocks in hand. 

As Irwin, with a snarl filled her with his cum, she felt Steve fill her mouth with cum. As it spilled down her chin she groaned as she came for the second time. 

"You dirty slut" said Declan as he came, spilling his semen over her belly. As Irwin pulled out she felt Sandy's warm fluid splash over her legs.

The woman that had fucked those men was a different Linda. And that Linda stayed until the morning. It was the woman she'd always threatened to be, the goddess who drove young men crazy. It was with great pleasure that she waved them goodbye the next day, knowing that all four of their cocks had enjoyed her repeatedly in her mouth and pussy that past night.

It had been worth waiting for.



Linda and the Boys



Linda always had a good time at Christmas parties and since she'd organized this one herself she was making sure that the right people were there. No kids, that had been the first thing, and men – and women – who were sexy. She'd danced with all the men, except of course, Bob, her husband. Bob had been in charge of the music and had mixed in just enough slow stuff so that she'd danced close numbers with men she liked and was interested in.

She and Bob were in their forties and had had a pretty open marriage, with both having had affairs without any jealousy involved, but this was the first party they'd thrown that was purely adult. They'd added Bob's son, Gary, who was just 20 and his friend Hank, who was about 30, and some of their friends, just to see if it would work and so far it was working splendidly – for Linda anyway.

She loved to show off when she danced, showing leg right up to the tops of her thigh-high stockings and unbuttoning her blouse to show more than just cleavage. But now her friend Cindy had her top off, AND her bra, showing her sweet little girl breasts that all the guys loved.

She dancing with a nice looking guy called Mark who couldn't keep his hands off her bottom, when Hank came up on the other side, in front of her and she was sandwiched between them. They were both rubbing against her when the music stopped but this had made her very hot, so when Hank said he was going to get some more beer and wine she jumped at the chance, and said she'd go too.

While they were going out the door she found out that they were going in Gary's old pickup. She'd hoped that she and Hank would be alone, but the idea of sitting between young, tall, blond Gary and husky, dark Hank was a turn-on. Hank helped her up into the cab using his hands a lot, and they all squeezed onto the worn bench seat.

They hadn't gone half a mile before Hank's hand was on her knee. Next he reached over to check to make sure her seat belt was adjusted, feeling her breast as he did it. She turned her head and they kissed lightly, then passionately, tongues meeting and exploring each others mouths. 

While they were kissing Hank's hand was moving up to her thigh and Linda felt a hand on her other leg. She pushed Gary's hand away firmly, then let her other hand fall into Hank's lap. She felt the firmness of his erection and left her hand there as they went on kissing.

When they got to the liquor store Linda and Hank sat up and Hank told Gary to park toward the back. He pulled out a joint, lit it and asked the others if they wanted some. Linda declined, but Gary held out his hand and took a drag. Linda felt guilty sitting here with her step-son while he smoked grass, but on the second time round took a drag and started coughing.

"God that's powerful stuff." She said as the others laughed.

"Here, have another." Hank told her as he held the smoking cigarette out.

The second drag was smoother and she passed it on to Gary. She felt Hank's hand on her leg again and covered it with her own. The talked about the party and Hank told her he didn't know which he liked better to watch her dancing or to dance with her.

"You two guys really had me cornered." she laughed.

"You loved it." As his hand moved up her thigh. "And you sure have a nice ass – and legs."

"You can say that again." Gary chimed in.

There was silence for a moment; they'd both forgotten he was there.

"I didn't know you'd noticed." Linda giggled. "You're not supposed to notice things like that about your step-mother."

"I notice a lot about you step-mother. You're the sexiest step-mother I know." Gary's hand was on Linda's knee now.

On the other side Hank had unzipped his pants and had his penis out. He reached out, grabbed Linda's hand and placed it on his cock, he put his hand under her skirt on her thigh above the stocking top. The feel of the soft, smooth skin made his penis stand up straight. 

The feel of that hard thing in her hand had an instant effect on Linda. The weed had taken its affect, and she needed a stiff one in her now! She stroked his hard, swollen member with her hand and moved her leg toward him and Hank responded by slipping his hand up her leg and under the leg of her panties. Pushing in deeper his fingers found her wet labia to touch her clitoris and she gave a gasp.

Gary was forgotten as Linda and Hank enjoyed each other: he gently massaging her labia and clitoris and she stroking his now-oozing penis. Gary's hand was on her thigh, and almost absent-mindedly she tried to push it away. 

Suddenly she sat up and putting her knees up and banging one knee against the dashboard, she pulled her panties off and threw them to the floor.

"Fuck me, please fuck me." She begged Hank, pulling her skirt up.

He moved over between her legs, but it was just too tight and he hit his back against the dash. So he sat back again and kissed her.

Pulling back away from her: "Suck my cock." He told her.

"No, I want to fuck."

"Sorry, honey, there's not enough room." And grabbing the back of her head pulled her down to his lap. "Suck it!" He ordered her.

Reluctantly she opened her mouth to accept his dripping penis, because if there was one thing Linda liked almost as much as having a penis in her vagina it was having one in her mouth, and soon she was licking and sucking it eagerly.

Gary had watched all this sitting quietly, his hand creeping up his step-mother's leg to her thigh and she was so busy with Hank she was ignoring him. She had her back to him when she turned to suck on Hank's penis and he could see, in the dim light, her bare bottom. He reached out his hand to touch it, and when she didn't react got bolder and slipped his hand between the cheeks and felt hair, pubic hair. 

Linda's hand moved now to try to push him away, but couldn't find his hand so he persisted and found the soft, dripping wet labia. Pushing on he slipped his finger into her and when he touched her clitoris she gave a muffled gasp, released Hank's penis and told him sharply to stop.

It was too late, his fingers were working on all of the super places between her legs, and she loved it. She turned back to suck Hank but moved so that her right knee was on the seat and her left knee pushing against the floor of the pickup. This left her open to Gary who took out his stiff penis and slipped it into her from behind.

When Gary entered Linda's wet hole she gave a deep, deep sigh and sucked harder on the penis in her mouth. She had needed a fuck but hadn't counted on having her step-son giving it to her. Her loving licking and sucking of Hank was soon rewarded when she felt a warm jet of sperm fill her mouth, and she sucked and swallowed his thick seed voraciously.

She was ready now to accept the penis that was thrusting deep into her from behind but suddenly, too quickly, she felt Gary stiffen and give several deep, fast surges, grunting as he did then slow until he was finally still. When he pulled out of her she felt a drip on her leg, so she reached onto the floor to pick up her panties and stuff them between her legs, and sat back between the two men.

They were all silent for a few minutes. 

"You can never do that to me again Gary." Linda said.

"Oh but that felt so good, I'm just sorry I came so quickly. Next time I'll try to hold off."

"There'll be no next time." She told him, and she meant it, but in spite of her good intentions things will happen. Meanwhile the aching continued in her crotch; she needed to fuck.

They were late so they hurried into the liquor store and got the necessary supplies and Gary drove back fast to the house. The party was still going strong but Bob had been worried because they'd been gone so long.

Immediately they came in a man who'd danced with her earlier grabbed Linda and started dancing with her again. She was already a little dizzy from the weed and drink, and this man had her spinning and moving madly until she told him she had to pee. He took her hand, led her back to the toilet and went in with her.

"Hey, how about a little privacy." But instead of leaving he took her in his arms and started kissing her aggressively.

"Stop or I'll wet my pants." She complained as she pushed him away.

"Okay, go ahead and pee." 

She hesitated, then pulled down her panties and sat on the toilet while he just stood there smiling down at her. When she wiped herself and got up he told her to leave her panties off.

"What for?" She laughed but pulled them off over her shoes and threw them to him.

He caught them, held them to his nose and sniffed, then examined them more closely.

"They're wet – and stained! Looks as if you've already had some action tonight. Who was it, that kid and his buddy who took you to the liquor store?"

"None of your business." She said with a smile.

The man reached out, grabbed her hand and pulled her into the nearest bedroom. Before she knew what was happening she was flat on her back. The ache was replaced by the feeling of fulfillment. She was still in a haze from the grass, but the heat that flowed from her vagina soon filled her body and she seemed to slip from one orgasm to the next.

The man fucking her seemed to do all the right things, although she couldn't remember his name. She woke up later to find herself alone and on Gary's bed, and thought about staying there but decided she'd had enough for one night. She slipped back to her own bedroom and found her dear hubby fast asleep and crawled in beside him.



Linda and the Dentist



My wife of twenty plus years had perfect teeth, but a sinus problem had caused her to consider a visit to a local dentist.

"He's really cagey," she laughed as we discussed how in the two visits she had made to his office, he had managed to grope her size 42DD tits both times without it being blatant acts that had some deniability in the event she had been offended.

For those readers who have read my other true stories about Linda, you will recall she had this enormous rack that, once touched and even slightly fondled, had her aroused almost instantly. This time had been no different in terms of what she was feeling when the young doctor's hands smoothed the paper bib covering her blouse the first time. He had watched her reactions carefully and had guessed (correctly) that she had no objection to his hands on her breasts, at least as long as there was a 'legitimate' reason for it. She hadn't mentioned it to me after the first visit, believing it was possible that she was wrong. But one thing made her think that it was possible he had ulterior motives. While most dentists used a tray to hold their instruments, after each was used during her first examination, each had been placed on the paper bib covering her blouse. Obviously this had caused his hands to 'wander' more than she had expected, but she also didn't mind because it made her pussy tingle. 

She had decided to see if what she thought was a check of her reactions was correct and had agreed to his offer to clean her teeth on the next visit. She dressed for that one in a much less conservative way. One of her half cup bras and a thin nylon blouse had allowed her breasts to be more exposed than previously, especially if he would do anything that involved touching them. Linda's nipples swelled when her breasts were touched and she knew that even the slightest 'inappropriate' touch would have them peering over the edge of her bra cups and become visible to anyone close to her.

The appointment had been the last one of the day on the dentists schedule and, as she waited in the room set aside for that purpose, she saw the dentist's assistant leaving for the day, with a smile in her direction. Now she felt more confident than ever that he was definitely thinking about something other than her teeth. 

"I'm sorry," he had told her as he ushered his last patient out the door and locked it behind him. "I didn't expect that to take as long as it did, and I have to let my assistant go home. She has a child who must be picked up before the child care center closes. You don't mind, do you? If you do, we can set it up for another day when the staff is available."

As he ushered her into the office, Linda had assured him that it would be fine to go ahead since she didn't expect it to take long, and she didn't want to have to make another trip. As he placed the bib around her neck, once again he had smoothed it down until it lay smoothly over her breasts. He adjusted the chair until she was almost supine and then began laying out his instruments one at a time. This time though she noticed that the tools were laid directly on the bib, without benefit of the tray at all.

The young dentist worked methodically down one side of her mouth, then stood to 'better reach the other side.' As he leaned over her, Linda didn't miss the fact that there was an enormous bulge at the thigh of his trousers which was pressed against her upper arm each time. She told me she could feel its heat and throbbing against her arm and was acutely aware of her own reaction to that sensation. She wondered if he could smell the misting of her panty gusset resulting from her arousal. She said she hadn't been sure until, just as he was finishing and irrigating her mouth, he had 'inadvertently' sprayed the bib with enough water to turn it hopelessly limp. With abject apologies, he had removed his instruments one by one from the bib, pressing it down against her blouse with each movement of his hands. She knew then that it had been more than an accident as she felt the wetness transferring to her thin nylon blouse. When he had removed it, as the last step, and still apologizing profusely, she was his eyes widen. The now very damp blouse had turned transparent, emphasizing her swollen nipples. Quickly the young doctor had turned around to get a paper napkin and began wiping the wetness away from the swell of her breasts which only accentuated the swelling. He was watching her very closely now and his hands were no longer moving except to gently squeeze her breasts.

She told me she had smiled at him and returned his favor by pressing her elbow against the now oversized bulge of his cock, while noticing that there was a spot of pre-cum that had soaked through at the end of that long, thick, male muscle. Dropping her arm over the arm of the chair, she showed her willingness by slowly edging her hand up the inside of his thigh. He had groaned with pleasure as he felt her hand close over his cock. As she gently rubbed up and down its length outside of his trousers, he had unbuttoned Linda's blouse and lifted both her breasts out of the cups that no longer could contain their swollen condition. He watched her reaction as his mouth closed over the nearest nipple and his hand gently squeezed the other.

Linda had always had sensitive breasts, and she loved having them sucked as a prelude to being fucked. Holding her paramours head tightly against her breast with one hand, she used the other to unzip the fly of his trousers and begin extricating what she found was a full eight inches of hard cock from within those trousers. Over the years, Linda had outgrown her moralistic concerns about sucking a cock. Faced with what she described as an 'enormous' one, she took the head in her mouth and heard the young man groan with pleasure. He obviously was appreciative of her efforts and she felt his hand sliding along her inner thigh beneath her skirt, push aside the gusset of her panties and then, the sensation of penetration as he pressed two fingers into her very wet pussy. With several inches of hard dick already in her mouth, she knew neither of them could last long and still she was surprised at how soon she felt the stirrings of her orgasm just as the first slightly salty jet of cum filled her mouth. 

She admitted that she continued sucking that hard dick as his seed filled her mouth again and again, almost equaling the delightful sensations that overcame her as her orgasm peaked three times before she was able to regain her senses and release the now softened length of her lover from her mouth.

She told me that it had been an embarrassing quiet in that small room as both she and her lover tried to recover from an even that neither had really expected to go that far. He had begun to apologize for being 'so hasty' even as he fondled her breasts again, taking great delight in seeing how swollen her nipples were. She knew that if she lingered he would fuck her and the way she felt at that moment, she would love it

"We could make another appointment," he had suggested as she finally managed to button her blouse over still swollen breasts. She had only smiled, then told him that I had no objection to her bringing home friends who wanted to see her as long as I was included, even if only to watch. She said it was as though a bright light had filled his eyes as he absorbed what she was saying. Hurriedly he took out his appointment book and asked if she was available the next (Friday) night. 

Which brings us to this point as we sit, waiting for Linda's 'date' to show up. She's dressed to kill, with a diaphanous negligee that hides nothing. Her breasts are held up for his admiration in one of her black half cup bras. Only a tiny pair of filmy panties covers her swollen pussy. She's ready to be fucked and looking forward to it, just as I am. Her usual thee inch high heels cover her thigh high hosiery clad feet. All in all, she looks like a very toothsome delight with perfectly coiffed hair and makeup that I know will be mussed shortly as her lover takes her in his arms and begins kissing and fondling her. I have to admit it was hard for me to keep my hands off her, but I knew that by waiting I would enjoy it even more as I watched her latest lover filling her cunt with his cum.

The doorbell interrupted my reveries. I went to the door and opened it to see a handsome young man in his late twenties standing there with a large bouquet of flowers in one hand and a bottle of champagne in the other. He had a wide smile on his face which began to dwindle as he saw me instead of Linda. He introduced himself as James, looking for a reaction. When I smiled and asked him in, his delight was once again apparent.

One look at Linda who had stood from her seat on the couch and I was no longer a concern. I might as well have been a piece of furniture. He handed me his offerings, then took my wife in his arms. It was no different this time. I watched her mouth open under his prompting and saw them exchange a passionate, long, french kiss as his hands wandered over my wife's lush body. She led him over to one of the two couches that took up most of our living room, before letting him kiss her again. This time one hand went into the draped front of her negligee, cupping her breast, and pushing it out of the bra cup. His other arm went around her shoulders as he pulled her tightly to his chest. She can give her lovers the sensation of melting into them, and she did it with this poor lost soul now. Her hand fell into his lap then covered a rapidly growing bulge. From where I sat on the other couch, I could see it swelling immediately and even the little dot of pre-cum that stained his khaki trousers.

Had not she pushed him away, I think he would have fucked my wife right there on the couch in front of me. Not that it made any difference. Watching her get fucked and joining in when that hot pussy of hers is full of another man's cum is one of my real pleasures. But Linda likes her comfort so, pushing him back slightly, she stood up and took his hand, leading him down the hallway to our bedroom. I followed closely, although I'm sure neither of them even noticed. He wasted no time once he saw that king size bed, with the spread turned back, ready for their use. He was unbuttoning his shirt when she sat down on the side of the bed, facing him, her lovely full breast now free of the negligee. I wondered if he would take the time to suck it, but Linda had other ideas. She was unfastening his trousers and let them drop before he could get his shirt off. He managed to get his shoes off before Linda could pull his boxers down and free what looked like a very thick and quite lengthy cock. It sprang almost to the vertical once no longer hindered by his shorts.

Linda smiled. It was exactly what she had expected, apparently. Leaning forward, she let the tip of her tongue wipe away the pre-cum which was already flowing from his cock. I heard his groan as he took her head in both hands and tried to press his length into her mouth. Linda wasn't having any of that now though. She had wanted him to fuck her ever since her last visit. Now, seeing what looked like what she had expected, she pulled back, dragging him down with her. Trapped as he was, half on and half off the bed, between my wife's thighs, he resumed his kissing and fondling of her breasts, pushing aside the negligee to get better access. Once that article of clothing was no longer an obstacle, his hand slid between her warm flesh and that tiny pair of black panties, pushing them down as his fingers slid into the cleavage of her pussy lips. "Wait, just a minute," I heard her say softly, pushing him away just far enough to allow her to swivel her body and align it to the length of the bed. She finished removing her panties, leaving her thigh high hosiery and high heels on. He took that little bit of time to rid himself of his clothing, leaving it on a pile on the carpeted floor of our bedroom. He knelt between her thighs and continued fondling and kissing her. Pushing away the unhooked ends of her front opening bra, his mouth closed over the previously unsucked nipple of her other breast as his hand closed tightly over his original target. Linda allowed him five minutes or so of pleasure that way before she slid down the length of his body until the top of her head was just at his chin. Then, reaching between them, she took her hard earned prize and placed it between cunt lips swollen from her own need. James groaned once more as he pressed the head of his cock between my wife's pussy lips, just past the tight muscle guarding her vagina - just short of heaven. It went in easily, a tribute to my wife's lust and his lubrication. Now it was Linda's turn to sigh with pleasure as I watched the first few inches sliding into her honey hole.

Linda has one of the hottest vaginas I've ever slid my cock into, and she has developed the muscles of that lovely organ so well that she can make me cum just by using them in a rippling effect as I work my way in and out of her. She doesn't hesitate to use these talents with any of her partners which is one of the reasons so many were still fucking her years later. It was not uncommon for her to have a half dozen lovers screwing her contemporaneously, and most of them knowing that the others were enjoying her too. Of course since we were swingers, this often meant I was having some delights of my own with their wife or significant other. So, it wasn't for lack of fucking that I let other men fuck my wife, and then did her myself. I found out very shortly after the first time I fucked my way through a load of hot cum that there's nothing that turns me on faster, more enthusiastically or that feels as good for the both of us. I also learned the pleasures of eating her pussy when she's been fucked whether by myself or other men. All of these things had come about as a result of our early experimentation and had been perfected as we practiced them with each other and our partners. 

Linda's earlier aversion to sucking cock had been subverted by her first lover who insisted she do it until his load filled her belly. Now it was something she appeared to enjoy as she realized the control she had over her partners with this exercise in lust. It no longer mattered to her if her partner ate her pussy before or after she was fucked, especially if he was as skilled as I had become, or if it was one of the ladies who had enticed her into becoming the source of their hunger for orgasmic juices. In short, Linda had become the perfect sex partner and was as even more interested in new ones than I had ever been. I loved her more now than ever before - and I knew that would never change.

So, here we are, my wife's legs wrapped tightly around her lover's thighs, meeting his downward thrusts by driving her hips upward into his crotch, gasping with pleasure as she feels that hard shaft sliding along the length of her vagina, stroking her cervix with each thrust. James was being the gentleman, keeping the weight of his body off Linda by resting the most of his weight on his knees and elbows. Linda, on the other hand, was enjoying the heck out of his fucking her. Her head rolled from side to side as her high heels dug into the cheeks of his ass. "Lovely," she hissed as her hips thrust against his crotch, "all the way in," she begged. I had shed my clothes by this time and lay on the bed with them. "Fuck me, fuck me, it feels soooo good she was crooning as James withdrew almost completely out of her swollen cunt and then pressed his full length into her again and again.

It was a sight I could never get enough of. Linda liked a long, slow fucking and James was giving her a classic one. I knew that she had already had her first orgasm, but one was never enough. This promised to be one of those times when Linda was going to be as greedy as her partners ever could be. Even as that thought crossed my mind, she used her leverage to roll James over on his back, then sat astride him without ever losing contact with the hardness filling her. His hands reached for her lovely tits, swaying in time with her gyrations just above his mouth. Pulling them down slightly, he inhaled one nipple while my wife continued her up and down movements on his rigid cock.

It was too much for me. Getting to my knees, I straddle James' legs and pressed my wife down on him as I pressed my own hard dick into the junction where the two of them met. I had done this before, and I knew how tight it made the connection - and how fast it would make her partner cum when he felt my load of hot juices filling her. Linda usually resisted, but she was too lost in her pleasure this time and didn't even grunt as my cock slid its full length into her hot, juicy pussy. True to form, within a few short minutes I was cumming and Linda was in the throes of another orgasm. I don't know how James managed to prevent blowing his wad into her cunt, but somehow he did, proving once again that he intended to fuck my wife all night. I rode her through a half dozen spasms of her vaginal muscles tightening around the two staffs filling her before she collapsed on James' chest. Unable to do more than thrust upward into her, James changed the position. I backed off the bed as he got behind my wife and lifted her lower body into a kneeling position. He slid into her soupy core once again, causing an overflow of cum to run down the inside of her thighs. 

At first I could only slide partially beneath Linda's body, but as the intensity of their fucking continued and grew, Linda arched her back trying to get more of James' cock into her and allowing me to get where I wanted. With both my hands on my wife's breasts, I was now on my back, beneath her, looking up to the connection where James' cock was filling my wife's pussy. His efforts had forced enough cum from her that it was now running to her clit and that was where I wanted my tongue to be. I can't begin to describe the beauty of watching her bucking against that hard cock that filled her completely, or watching it move so slowly back, then ram forward until Linda could only grunt with the impact of it as his balls smacked against my forehead. I was in the perfect position to lap those warm streams of cum from her labia and her clit. It was ambrosia to me. My love for eating pussy had only grown ever since the first time that I had come home and found Linda on her back, freshly fucked by her black partner, legs spread, and that sweet hair pie decorated with clots of fresh cum and more still flowing from her overloaded cunt. After that time, she had never resisted my eccentricity and gave it to me freely, crouching over me with those lovely, swollen lips pressed tightly against my own while my hands wandered over her swollen breasts. 

Now I was there again, and Linda made certain that each downward movement of her body caused her clit to be lapped by my stiff tongue. I saw her little belly go concave and redden as James tripped her orgasmic trigger once again and I was rewarded with a flow of sweet, tangy, slightly salty taste of cum with the texture of a lumpy, thin pudding. Her body was jerking as James held her hips and thrust into her harder and harder until I saw his balls tighten and knew he was about to shoot a load into my wife's cunt. I think I actually heard that first blast as it shot into her, triggering a continuation of her own. James pressed hard against her, insuring that every drop of his baby making sperm was in her cervix. Had we not taken precautions against pregnancy years before, I'm sure he would have impregnated her with his thriving youthful sperm.

James couldn't take anymore after the first few jets of semen dwindled to a slow flow of lubricating juices and he fell away from his position behind my wife who, knowing what I wanted, turned to face me and pressed that now completely filled treasure to my mouth. I felt him get off the bed as Linda fed me my reward. I hoped he wasn't planning on leaving; Linda needed more of his youthful exuberance and especially his hard dick. My hands squeezed those lovely, full tits as she rode me as hard as she had her current lover, but with much more satisfaction for me. I saw her belly redden once again and I knew that my tongue thrusting into her depths had set her on a journey to that land mere males could never hope to achieve. She pressed her pussy lips against my mouth while pulling my head tighter to her with both hands. I could feel her shuddering with her pleasure as her hips shuttled back and forth, grinding that delightful sex of hers against my mouth so hard it was bruising my lips. I didn't care. All I could think of at that moment was how much I wanted to fuck her while she was still full of James' seed. I knew from past experience that regardless of how much I had sucked from that luscious pussy, there was still plenty left deep inside it to coddle my cock.




Linda and the Dentist



Linda knew it too, and she knew how much I loved to fuck her when another man's cum was deep in her cunt, so she knee walked higher until I was free to sit up. I got behind her on all fours and pressed my dick between those wide open, slimy cunt lips and buried myself to the hilt in her channel of love. My cock was as rigid as a bar of steel. I knew I had to fuck her fast, because I wouldn't last long with this beautiful woman. Grasping her breasts, I fucked her hard and fast. Still not fully recovered from her last orgasm, she shuddered through a renewal of her last one as I felt my balls tighten with a load of hot cum building to blast deep into my wife's cunt. Her back arched simultaneously with the first hot jet punching through James' load. Grasping her tits and holding on for dear life, I pounded into her cunt, riding her though the orgasm we had just triggered once again.

"Oh, damn, I've got to rest," she gasped as I too rolled away from her. I wanted to eat her pussy, but she was too hot for that for a few moments and I watched with a satisfied smile as she rolled over on her back, legs spread wide, and fanned her pussy with one hand as a trickle of semen rolled down the crease of her labia to her ass. I guess the sight was too much for James because he reached over to cup Linda's right breast, one finger rolling back and forth over the swollen nipple.

"Can you spend the night?" my wife asked her latest lover.

"That's exactly what I hoped to do," James answered with a smile. "Now that I know Earl has no objections to my fucking you, I'd love that. I can't imagine leaving you looking like this and knowing that, if I can manage to do it, I could fuck you all night."

That was music to my ears, because the best part of sharing my wife with another man was waking up in the middle of the night and finding her beneath him, shuddering with the powerful orgasms that she had when her partner was someone whose cock reached deep into her pussy and pushed their load of cum directly into her cervix. Often I would find her on her side, letting him suck those marvelous tits of hers. That was perfect for me. I could spoon her and slide right into that hot pussy, fucking her as I reached around her and held her breast against his mouth.

We all knew it would be a great evening and that my wife would be seeing her dentist more frequently than ever before.