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My Devar

By: pooja



My Name Is Nisha 28 years ,,My Devar my hubby's brother Sunil had been in the Navy for about six months. He had come to my house for a short leave, as I lived close to where he was stationed, and he didn't have time to make it home for a short visit. I had no idea how much he had grown up. He had become a young man, it seemed, overnight.

We sat up late and chatted for hours, drinking coffee and soda, and then, it was time for bed. Sunil needed to take a shower, and so did I. I let him go first.

I waited with my bedroom door open, sitting on my bed. The bathroom door was right across from me, and I sat there, reading, waiting for him to finish his shower. I looked up as the bathroom door opened, and he came stepping out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel draped across his shoulders.

My mouth fell open, and I sat there, staring at his naked body, at the long, thick cock nestled against two rather large, fleshy, heavy-hanging balls. His balls were flecked with dark black hair, and there was a small, thick patch of hair at his pubes. Other than that, he was fairly hairless, his chest smooth and muscular.

He stood there in the hallway and stared at me, and then he looked down.

"Oops!" he smiled. "Not used to coming out of the shower wearing clothes." His hands flew to his groin, covering what I had been feasting my eyes on.

"Aw, shucks," I said with a smile.

He didn't move away. "Shucks?"

I nodded. "Hell, yes, that was quite a show there, you know."

He smiled and walked away. Frustrated, I grabbed my robe and went into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I was pretty turned on by what I had seen, and couldn't hardly wait to get in the shower and rub my clit while bringing up images of his long, thick dick.

I stepped under the spray and grabbed some soap and rubbed it on my pussy, working up and lather on my pubic hair. I rubbed my clitoris with my finger, and inserted one finger into my hot pussy.

"Oh, Sunil," I said to myself.

Suddenly, the shower door opened, and there stood Sunil, his thick cock sticking straight up at me. My mouth hung open, and he smiled and said, "You called me bahabi jan and he was holding his huge cock in his hands."He said bhabi do u know so many times I use to see ur pic and and smelling ur panty which I stolen from ur room and masturbate my cock in my hostel room meri jan Nishaa I was seeing dreams e day to see u naked now the time has come.

He looked at my finger in my cunt, and embarrassed, I pulled my finger out. He stepped into the shower and grabbed my finger in one quick motion. He pulled it toward his face, and stuck out his tongue and licked my juicy finger and said ufffff what a taste Nisha bahabi its better than my auntie sushma.

"Mmm," he said, "delicious." He grabbed me by the shoulders and spun me around into the spray of water. His hands flew around to my front, and I could feel his hands move to my cunt, washing the soap away. Then, he was on his knees, and I could feel his tongue moving down my back to my ass. He gripped me by the waist and spun me around, facing him. The next thing I felt was his tongue on my choot, moving across each lip tenderly, slowly.

Then, he gently pulled my choot lips apart, and I looked down and watched as his tongue darted out of his mouth and flicked out at my clit. I could feel my legs shaking, and I moaned as I came, just like that, from one touch of his hot tongue on my clit.

He continued licking, and I came again, and then he pulled away. He raised himself up and leaned toward my tits, and his mouth covered one of my hard nipples. He moved closer to me, and said ufffff meri bahabi jan kya cheez ho tum , I felt his cock pressing against my pussy. I spread my legs as he thrust forward, and he entered my choot with his cock, pushing it all the way in, buried to his balls in my wet pussy.

His tongue was moving from one nipples to another as he swiped each one with the tip of his tongue, back and forth and back and forth. I hadn't felt such a sexual thrill in years. He began thrusting in and out of me, and it was driving me wild. Like an animal in heat, I pushed my pussy toward him with each thrust, and began groaning and growling in his ear.

I came again, and then I pulled away from my brother. I wanted to taste his cock in my mouth, and I wanted to hold his fat balls in my hand. I shouted Sunil oh meri devar my jan give me ur juicy cock in ur bhabhis mouth I shouted.

I leaned toward him and licked his nipples, bending ever lower, till my tongue was in his navel and his throbbing cock pressed against my cheeks. I turned and opened my mouth and flicked my tongue out at the head of his cock. I licked it, moving it around with my tongue. My ministrations were greeted by a low, guttural moan from my Brother.

I opened my mouth and took his cock in, sucking on it, swirling my tongue under the base of the head of it. I could taste his salty pre-ejaculate fluid on my tongue, and I loved the taste and the feel of it.

I began moving my mouth up and down on his cock as I knelt in front of him, and I reached up and cupped his fat balls in my hand. They were nearly hairless, only peppered here and there with his dark brownish black hair.

I pulled my mouth off his cock and licked the shaft all the way down to his balls, where I moved my tongue over his fat, egg-shaped orbs. I sucked one of them into my mouth gently, running my tongue over the wrinkled skin. I loved the feel of his manly balls in my mouth. Then, I did the same to the other one, amid groans of pleasure from my brother.

I moved back to his cock, virtually plunging his cock into my hungry mouth. I sucked on it really hard, and stroked his cock with one hand while massaging his balls with the other. I could feel his legs tense and his knees shake. Suddenly, his fat cock seemed to swell even fatter, and there was hot fluid deposited at the back of my throat as he came in my mouth. Again and again, I tried to swallow as he shot his load in my mouth. Most of it just ran out of my mouth and down his cock, mingling with the sparse hairs on his balls.

He pulled his cock out of my mouth and reached down and pulled me up to his face. He pressed his lips on mine sucked on my tongue, tasting his own cum.

He pulled me out of the shower and dried me, and we left the bathroom together and headed for my bed.

I can hardly wait till his next leave.

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My Devil Son's Innocent Girlfriend



Kara and I walked side-by-side down the long stone stairs away from the Court House. We and done the same thing for quite a few weekdays; she had been staying with me in my big five bedroom house for two months since David's bail was revoked for drugs and alcohol. His big, young, strong body did not swagger as much when the judge handed down seven and a half to twenty for Murder II. He had stolen my car, my deceased wife's wedding rings and killed a woman while driving under the influence. That was his forth DUII. Even in the overcrowded jails of Texas, he would have to do at least five in hard time, if he is an angel twenty-four, seven. He'll probably continue to fight and have to do at least ten.

David is my second of three sons, a daughter followed as a surprise. He was the smartest, biggest and most handsome but he made me quit caring ten years ago when he was 18. He stole and scammed from a man who trusted him and gave him a job even with his bad juvenile record. I heard David boast one day, "The "idiot" should have known better." The other three kids had their acts together and had also given up on David years ago when he stole from them or scammed them time after time. He was so charming and convincing; he could get you more than once, as long as, you cared about him.

Late that night I went by the room that Kara was staying in. I could hear her crying, so I knocked.

"Come in, Jason."

"What's wrong Kara?"

"I don't want to unload on you. You have been through so much over the last year - your wife, David stealing her rings and your car and now him going to prison for a long time."

"You've been with him almost two years; you have been through at least as much. We have barely gotten to know each other but you have brightened up this big house. I have strong shoulders for an older guy, unload, and tell me what is going on in that beautiful head of yours."

"I did not quite finish high school when I ran away with David. My mom and dad disowned me; they are staunchly religious. I don't have any skills, I'm four months pregnant and I don't know what to do."

I had not known she was pregnant.

"When is the baby due and what is it going to be?"

"I don't know. We never went to a doctor; David just lifted one of those pregnancy tests at the drug store."

"Stay a while with me. We'll get you all checked out medically; you can talk to some counselors and you can take some time to decide what you want to do."

Kara flung her arms around me and hugged me tight. From the day we met, her body and pheromones attracted me even though I am two and a-half-times her age. I could feel her tears on my neck along with her hot breath. Her breasts heaving against my chest were not helping me maintain control.

It had been over a year since I had been with a woman. Helen and I had been an active naughty pair for thirty years. I missed the touch, the companionship, having someone to talk to, work with, care and be naughty with. My body began to respond to this thin, pretty woman with the outrageous pheromones. I struggled to push her away and I was awkward when I did.

"Did I do something wrong?"

"No, Kara, you did not do anything wrong. I had better level with you before I become another problem for you."

"Level about what?"

"I am a playful, naughty, oral, usually dominant and sexual man. It has been a while for me. Your body definitely attracts me. You are beautiful and desirable. Please don't let that be a problem. I will behave very gentlemanly and won't come on to you or anything like that. Just know that your body turns me on."

"I'm not very experienced. Helen and I talked some. I really miss that. She told me about the things you two did and I read a lot of your porn stories. Compared to your stories and what Helen told me, David was a poor and selfish lover. He was drunk most of the time."

"That drinking curse runs on both sides of the family. I wish we could have helped David."

"He knew. He always did what he wanted. He wanted a lot but he did not want to work for it."

"A sense of entitlement and laziness are difficult traits to overcome."

Kara was dressed in a matching, pink shortie pajama set and was ready for bed. She seemed to be more relaxed now. I got up from sitting on her bedside and pulled her up with me. I turned down her covers and guided her to lie down. I still held the covers when I bent down and kissed her lightly on the lips. My right hand moved from beside her head, trailed between her breasts and cupped her rounding stomach.

"Are you going to keep the baby?"

"I haven't thought about that."

"There is plenty of time to decide. Relax now. Let yourself recover some. I'll cook your breakfast at seven, if you are up."

My hand rubbed her soft skin through her light panties. The touch was too friendly but she felt so very good. I covered her, went to the door, turned the light out and said, "Goodnight, sleep well and don't worry, everything is going to work out fine."

Kara did not answer but I hoped she felt safe and more secure.

At seven, Kara did come down for breakfast. The light matching robe to her sleep set did not hide much more than her pajamas did. Mornings are always difficult for me; men's hormones are the highest then. I often awoke to Helen's lips on my cock or her mounting my morning piss hard. After thirty years of practice, "He" just naturally responds in the morning.

Kara was bent over the kitchen table pouring her glass of juice when I set her breakfast in front of her. I caught the scent of her pussy and my dick quickly filled out my loose slacks. She was sitting when I put my breakfast on the table next to hers. She looked straight at the bulge in my pants but did not say anything.

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The next month was a flurry of activity. Kara was healthy and going to have a daughter. She was talking about putting the baby up for adoption and we had discussed her getting her GED and going to some kind of trade school. She was a delight around the house. She pitched right in on every task. We cooked together, cleaned together, worked in the yard together and painted a room together. We had not talked about her staying a long time but I let her chose the paint colors, purchase furniture and decorating items for what was becoming her room. David must not have allowed her much freedom and they had not had much money for anything except his drugs and booze. Kara blossomed and was happy, having her own little car, some spending money and never being told what she had to do, where she had to go or when she had to be home. When she left, she always said things like, "I'll be home by six for dinner." – or, "Can I bring Chinese tonight?" – or, "How does Taco Salad sound tonight? I'll bring all the ingredients and we'll eat about seven."

Neither of us were heavy drinkers but we started drinking a glass or two of cheap white wine with our meal or later in my den by the fire. One night, we were running very late, she was very tired; she had been to the OBGYN doctor. She was in the tub. I called through the bathroom door and I asked her to tell me all about her appointment over a cheese, cracker and fruit plate in the den. 

The light, finger food dinner was a hit with our usual wine. Kara was clearly pregnant now. Her bed clothes did not fit well and she had not purchased much to accommodate her changing body. The evening was cool. I enjoyed seeing her hard nipples but stoked the fire to heat the room more anyway. She had a lot to talk about. I fed her in between her bouncing ideas of putting the baby up for adoption, keeping it and being told about her appointment. I spread some soft cheese on a cracker, put a little cube of ham on it and fed it to her. Some of the cheese got on my fingers when she took the small cracker into her mouth. Without thinking I just offered her my fingers and she sucked them clean. Our eyes met when our bodies both felt what had happened. We both stayed quiet for a while.

Her first words had been well thought, "It really is true, what they say about when a woman is pregnant."

"What really is true?"

"The hormones and the constant inputs from your body make you think about sex all the time."

"I've heard that. Around you I am often treated to the delightful glow of your body, the rounding of your belly, visual flashes of your body when your clothes don't fit perfectly and scents that make my mouth water."

My writer's phrases made her blush and turn her face away. Still I could see her neck redden.

I tried to defuse things by talking about my deceased wife. "Helen used to say she was more aroused and interested in sex when she was pregnant than when she was not pregnant. She was a hot handful in her thirties; I had hoped that when she started menopause, she would be one of those women who was horny all the time."

Kara chewed on my words for a while. I refilled our glasses. Two were her limit while pregnant. "David was not playful or like the men in your stories."

"How so?"

She got embarrassed now.

"Come on now, Kara, just you and me here. You cannot embarrass me by what you think or say. Relax, enjoy our conversation times together – even if we talk about the most deviant fetishes, your back hurting, your worries about giving birth for the first time or what to do about the baby. We're all grown-up; we can talk about anything we want to."

"I love to talk; David didn't. If I go too far will you just tell me not to talk so much?"

"I cannot imagine that happening. Yes, I'll tell you, as long as, you tell me if I embarrass you or get too playful."

"I don't understand the playful comment you make every once in a while."

"Tonight, when I teased you about enjoying looking at your body and sensing that your body was aroused, you blushed, so I did not tease any more. To me that kind of teasing is playful. I do not have great expectations that such conversation is going to lead to anything. I'm just being naughty; I can and will stop with the slightest input from you."

"Well you are right about me being aroused all the time. I need to wear a pad to soak up all the wetness."

"Now is when David should be around to help clean you up."

"David definitely was not into anything like that."

"Maybe Helen messed around on me some. I cannot imagine a son of mine not being driven wild by a woman's wetness."

"You're serious?"

"Absolutely."

"I thought all that oral stuff in the stories was just exaggeration to excite the teenage boys."

"Didn't David have you do oral things for him?"

"Sure, he liked that."

"But he did not reciprocate?"

"Definitely not."

"Did he ever go down on you and give you a good oral orgasm, play with you with his fingers, tease you all day?"

"He wasn't much like that. He was rough with his hands, often drunk and quick. He always complained that I took too long. I don't know; I believed him; he's probably right; he's the only man I have ever been with."

"That explains a lot. Thank you for telling me. I have assumed way too much with you."

"What do you mean?"

"I will answer anything you ever ask me but if I get carried away, promise to hold a hand up or something to tell me to stop for a while."

"Ok."

"First let me admit, as a male, I want all the women in the world. Now more sensibly, there is something chemical that goes on between certain men and matching women that is just a step or two beyond our current understanding. I can be around lots of women and see them as beautiful but not be greatly attracted to them. Once in a while, I might meet one that really draws me like a moth to a flame. My thoughts are about how her skin will taste, how sweet her kisses might be, how much I would like to savor every inch of her body with my lips and tongue. I can fantasize about licking and kissing her, pushing my fingers to her g-spot and having her cum into my mouth and drinking from her body. Your body attracts me that way."

Kara probably would need a week or so to think about my words. It was late, sure she was tired, but her eyes were now as wide open as silver dollars and her chest visibly rose and fell as she tried to pull in enough air.

I could feel the tension in her. "I should stop. I sense I have gone too far already."

"No, don't stop. I am having trouble understanding all that you are telling me but I am really enjoying hearing it."

"Is your pussy getting wetter?"

Intentionally I had given her two shocks – the word "pussy" and the very personal question.

She stayed quiet - thinking a mile a minute. I watched the fire, her and drank my wine while I sat in a chair across from her. The coffee table with our food was in between us and she was sitting on the couch.

Finally she risked it, "I think I am wetter than I have ever been."

I did not move. In an even tone, I challenged her, "Show me."

Her eyes flashed onto mine. There was shock, fear and lust.

I waited, drank and did not lean toward her.

She turned to face directly at me, spread her legs and pulled up her robe and the top to her pajamas to expose her panties with their transparent wet spot.

"How lovely. You are soaked. I can see your wetness even on the leather. More than anything, I would like to taste you, lick you and kiss you to feel the heat from you on my lips."

She did not cover herself and yet she was frozen in place, unable to speak or get her mind out of the loop of desire and guilt it was in.

"Pull your top higher for me."

Both her breasts were pulled higher and plopped free at the same time, falling heavily with their rigid nipples pointing directly at me.

"They are full and beautiful, Kara. When you nurse your daughter, would you let your man suck the other one?"

That did not shock her. It must have fallen into some fantasy that she had imagined before. Her eyes closed slightly, her hands went to her nipples and she moaned very quietly.

"I love to watch you. I am going to fantasize about this moment. Imagine you touching yourself and imagine watching you make yourself cum. I will steal your wet panties from the wash and smell you and I will play with myself and mix my wetness with yours."

She was struggling not to touch herself and struggling not to have her eyes close.

"Would you stop, if I told you to?"

"Definitely."

"I have never had my pussy kissed."

I moved the coffee table out of the way. Knelt before her and reached for the tops of her panties. When I pulled she helped lifting her hips and pregnant belly. I pulled slowly and spoke to her. "If you were mine, I would kiss you and worship your body for hours. I would suck your toes, kiss your closed eyes, lick under your arms, suck your neck and hold your nipples between my lips. For now, trust me; let your body take over. Let it enjoy being touched, tasted and appreciated."

The coffee table was just close enough for me to put her naked foot on it, opening her wide. She watched my every move as I parted her lips and lowered my face to kiss all around her opening – in her trimmed pubic hair, on the crease where her legs started, down the insides of her thighs and then up to hover over her glistening lips. She tilted her hips and I sucked at one lip and then the other. I watched her. I parted her with my thumbs and licked from her pucker right up the center of her slit and then flicked once across her barely protruding pearl. Her body tightened, the breath escaped from her and her hips pushed harder, sliding to hang off the edge of the cushion.

For a minute or two I teased her, kissing up to lick over each ovary and then back down to flick her clit. She had had enough and her hands closed around my head and held it in place, knowing where but not how she wanted my mouth.

At first, I used the flat of my tongue to tease over her magic button. Then I licked at it; her legs widened. I licked more and she got even wetter. She tensed only a second when I pushed two fingers in smoothly to rest on her g-spot and have them motion inside for her to come to me. She was so close, liquids, flowed around my fingers and into the palm of my hand. That is when I finally sucked at her clit, pulling it tenderly out of its sheath and flicked at it with my tongue while it was totally exposed. She moaned and pulled my head tight. For this time, I would not tease her, frustrate her or give her anything else to think about.

My fingers thrust firmly but gently into her. Each time, they pressed and rubbed at her spongy, now swollen spot. The fingers inside her pushed her clit out and I nursed it. Each thrust brought a gasp from her but her mind was still in the game. I slowed and she pulled my head tight again.

I pulled up and inch. "Kara, I love your taste. Trust me. Trust your body. Let it go where it wants to go. I will protect you."

The last concerned tension in her body began to slip away, only to be replaced by her tightening muscles. Her hips rose off the couch and she ground her cunt into my face. Her legs began to tremble. I was rewarded by a steady trickle from her womb. I guessed right. I pushed my fingers hard into her g-spot and sucked at her clit. She cried out and squirted into my welcoming mouth. It was not a geyser but I did drink from her for the first time.

Kara continued to thrust more gently. Her mind had gotten into the act again, wondering if it were ok to continue on. I grabbed her hips and began to work her against me. Her pussy raced again and pushed her thoughts away. This time was a struggle. She wanted it but was tiring - the long day, the extra weight, the newness of it all was interfering. I put her legs over my back so her thighs could press into my ears. She clamped tight and recognized my permission. She could hump forward by pulling her heels into me. She pulled, my fingers thrust and I sucked. She directed the rhythm. I followed orders. I could not have heard if she spoke to me but I did her the trembling scream that raced from her belly, through her lungs and echoed off the walls. My reward was a tiny squirt and then a steady slow stream as her body relaxed under me. Her breathing returned to normal quickly. I'm sure she was awake but she was like a rag doll and her eyes were closed. I worked out from under her. Took off my shirt and wiped away as much of the wetness as I could from the leather and her body. I stretched her out on the couch, put a pillow under her head and covered her with a throw.

After I spoke, I felt foolish and hoped she was asleep, "You are so beautiful and your body is so wonderful. I wish I were younger and could claim you for myself. It would be so easy to fall in love with you."

I slipped a hand under the throw and rubbed her naked pregnant belly and talked to her unborn daughter, "As you get older, I'll make your mom mad at me by teaching you to kick at my hand. Tonight, I'll dream of being inside your mom, pleasing her and having you complain."

Strangely, my cock softened and I had a lot of wetness in my pants. I did not want to pull him out and jack him off. I did think of pushing him into the sleeping angel's lips and seeing if she would nurse. For over a year, I had not felt anything, since Helen's unexpected death. Through David's trial, through his sentencing, through Kara's arrival, through learning about her pregnancy, I had been numb. Now I looked at David's girlfriend and thought of my forever lost youth. Feelings welled up and tears rolled freely down my cheeks.

I tried to write but only sentimental dribble flowed from my fingers. Definitely, nothing the wisecracking, street wise private eye in my mystery would say. Finally, I retrieved a blanket from the guest room and slept in the big chair, so I would watch over the beauty on the couch.

I was making coffee and breakfast when I heard the downstairs shower turn on. In thirty minutes, Kara reached eagerly for the cup of caffeine, I offered when she came into the kitchen. She sat quietly, wrapped in a thick robe, while I got breakfast ready. She showed some interest in the fruit bowl but the scrambled eggs, bacon and English muffin did not brighten her eyes.




My Devil Son's Innocent Girlfriend



"Did you and the baby sleep well last night?"

She wasn't being rude but did not answer.

"Mad at me this morning for what we did last night?"

"No, just very confused. I felt a lot of things last night."

"Good or bad things?"

"Fantastic, satisfying, unusual and new things." 

"When you are ready, I would love for you to talk to me about what you felt."

About noon, still in her robe, Kara, came into my den and sat were the wet spot had been. "I had climaxes last night."

"You've had them before."

"Not really. I enjoyed sex with David, the closeness, seeing his pleasure and feeling his release. I liked the power I felt over his body sometimes."

"Tell me about your body and its pleasure."

"Only last night. I did not worry about doing the wrong things; you gave me permission and seemed to enjoy me. I got frightened a few times."

"Sometimes it is difficult to keep your mind from messing up your body's pleasure."

She was quiet for a long time and then reached out for me and had me sit in the big chair again. She climbed into my lap, took my hand and slipped it into her robe and onto her naked body.

"What does this mean, Kara?"

"I don't know. I just like you touching me and being with you. I even dreamed last night that you talked to my daughter in my belly. It was so very beautiful. My body is so relaxed today and I feel so content and wanted."

"I did talk to your belly last night when I covered you. I touched your belly and slept in this chair to guard you all night."

Little tears rolled down her cheeks, she stood, opened her robe, flipped it back and sat her nude bottom into my lap.

"Kara, you do not have to do anything for me. Last night was very beautiful for both of us."

"Please, be quiet and hold me."

I held her. My cock grew under her. She nestled into it and shifted her position until it was under her pussy. I held her long enough for my right leg to go to sleep and my cock to hurt from its twisted position. I adjusted my cock and then pulled her back into my lap.

"Take him out."

I unzipped my pants and then pushed them down far enough for her to be sitting on my bare thighs. She snaked a hand down and held my shaft. It throbbed in her hand. When it finally settled down, I pushed her knees apart and slipped my right index finger between her pussy's lips. We sat quietly for a while longer and then I pushed the envelope beyond anything sensible. I pulled my very wet finger from her and touched it to her lips so she could smell and taste herself. When she hesitated I pulled her head to mine trapping my finger between our lips and I licked at my finger. She licked. When the finger was clean I removed it and we kissed, open mouthed, with tongues and with the taste of her pussy on our lips.

Kara pulled away rather forcibly. My first thought was that I had gone too far but she lifted just a little and sat back down guiding my cock into her body for the first time. Only about half was in her when her lips returned to mine. She sucked my tongue hard and my cock slipped the rest of the way into her. I moaned into her mouth. For many minutes she sat still with me inside her. Every so often my cock would twitch on its own and she would giggle almost silently. She was sitting sidesaddle but found some angle where the slight upward bend of my cock angled the head to push at her g-spot. There were no strong movements. She just rocked and pushed down to torture herself. I felt her wetness flow around my cock and onto my balls and thighs but I held her and we learned to kiss with me buried in her pregnant belly.

Once she got the angle perfect, she locked her arms around my neck and pushed hard and panted into my mouth in time with her thrusts. Her body tightened and her hands gripped around my head. Her body trembled and she came, wetting us both even more.

I talked to her. Told her how her cunt was sucking me and driving me wild. She liked the dirty words and answered.

"Yes, tell me what your cock feels sliding inside me. Tell me you want to cum; tell me you want to cum in me; tell me you want to fill me up so much you can watch you sperm run out of me and down my legs when I walk."

As she talked my cock lurched and I tried to urge her on. "Your pussy is going to suck me dry; you are driving me crazy and making me lose control. I want to put so much cum in your belly that you can taste it in your throat. So much that you will begin cuming and cannot stop until you pass out."

"Promise when I am not pregnant that you will take me and fuck me as hard as you have to, until I can't quit cuming and I pass out. Promise to take me in every hole and make me feel everything."

"I'll promise you that, if you also promise to sometimes reach out and grab me and take what you want from my body. Demand that I please you, use my cock and ride it until you are finished with it and then make it cum any way you want. Jack me off, suck me off, use your feet or just tell me to masturbate on your body."

That line set her off. Her fantasy was in full flight; she had left me. She started cuming grinding the head of my cock into her sponge. 

"Put your fingers on your clit and make her cum too."

She was wild; she pushed down; she rubbed her clit so fast I could not see her fingers. She was hanging near the edge when I whispered, "Now, Kara. Now I am cuming in you, filling your belly with semen."

Her belly clamped down so hard it hurt. She rocked two and fro, saying a loud, breathless "Yes" each time her body sat almost straight before she leaned forward again. She rocked and I announced each pulse of cum I sent into her. She was still wild, so I lied and made my cock jump even though my balls were empty. She had run out of air and was still trying to rock and cry, "Yes." Finally, my young lover went limp in my arms.

I would have held her for hours, not to disturb her. In her sleep, with her face against my neck, her saliva trickled down my chest. My cock jumped almost finding life again. In my twenties and thirties, it would not be softening now. I raised her head and kissed her dripping lips, drinking from her another way. This time my cock did respond and it stayed stretching her while I tasted her wetness.

She came back slowly to be gently and quietly with me. When I saw her eyes blink open and then slowly close again, I talked to her.

"To me, you are the most lovely woman I have ever known. Your body drives me wild but best of all you have let me watch you discover your sexual beauty and how to have pleasure. If you will let me, I will show you a thousand things and your body will show us a thousand more."

She let me know she had heard me by tightening her cunt's muscles. I groaned and she laughed. 

"If you learn to sneeze over and over with me inside you this way, you can have everything I own and I'll be yours forever."

Kara lifted her head and her eyes questioned.

"Your wonderful pussy is tightening around me so beautifully right now, I would not change a thing. But should you sneeze, those same muscles tighten and suck ten times harder, so your body could suck my brains right out of my head through my dick."

"You are so silly."

"Yes, and you are so very wonderful."

She lifted off me. My cock was rock hard and cold. She knelt in front of me. Her belly rested against my shins and her hands grasped my knees and pushed them apart. Her lovely soft small hands reached out and cupped my balls and grasped my cock.

"Kara, you don't........."

"Hush, I want to do this."

Her lips were only slightly open when she lowered her head and pushed the helmet of my cock into her mouth. She stopped there and licked, tasting me, her own juices and how we tasted mixed together. She pulled the last drop of cum from my shaft that was hiding from before . She showed it to me on her tongue and then she swallowed it and went back to sucking me and squeezing my balls lightly. She had to feel the tension in my body, how I wanted to drive into her, possess her and fill her. Her lips were gentle, too gentle.

"Harder Kara; please; use your hand if you have to but harder. Don't tease me; you have made me want to cum again. You have me crazy wanting you."

Her hand tightened on my shaft making a ring to squeeze around my most sensitive ridge before her lips sucked the same spot. I gripped the edge of the chair and held my ass an inch off the cushion struggling for control. She pushed my cock to the back of her throat and pulled it back before she gagged. I groaned, so she did it again and my legs trembled. My eyes were almost shut but I could see hers filled with the joy of controlling me, pleasing me and being good for me. Again she sucked and let my cock slip through her fingers, her lips and over her tongue. My shaft lurched and spurted its first offering. She pulled slightly back and swallowed. Again, I pumped; she held it and I pumped again. She wallowed the head of my cock around in its own semen and licked at it with her tongue. I was about to become painfully sensitive but my dick decided to endure what she wanted to do.

Kara swallowed some but continued to play with my cum, her lips, her mouth and my dick. She liked to see my body winch in painful pleasure and feel my cock lurch trying to give her more even though it was dry. I softened some and she pulled the last drops from my shaft as she had done before. Somehow she knew and I did not feel less manly when she slipped up onto my lap and held me. I needed to be held by her. I needed to tell her, I was falling in love with her. I needed to apologize for being so much older. I needed for my mind to shut-up and for my body to fill every inch of her warm, soft, pregnant body.

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Over the next few weeks, Kara learned to be sexually playful for the first time and I remembered how wonderful it was to please and be silly with a woman. Sure she was pregnant. Sure she had been with David for two years. But she did not understand that sex was the ultimate adult play thing to bring joy and closeness to a couple. Her body welcomed every touch and never said "No."

One evening she was leaning over the sink washing the dinner dishes. I came up behind her, lifted her robe and wet my fingers in her lovely cunt. She was pushing back at me enjoying what she knew would bring her to climax, when I removed my fingers and pressed my middle finger against her tight puckered rosebud. Her legs went rigid and her ass clamped tight. I rubbed her in light, teasing circles and pressed against her opening, waiting. Her mind said this was wrong but her body said it felt good, so she relaxed and my finger slipped into her about two inches. She grasped it, but relaxed again and I began to finger fuck into her ass for the first time.

"Rub your clit while I play with you."

Instinctively, she matched my movements. In only a couple of minutes she had relaxed, opened and pushed back, taking my finger to the hilt. She did not resist when I pulled out, added a second finger and started to rub, tease and push again.

I knew her body's reactions much better now. Her own fingers were getting her close. Her ass clamped on my fingers and I could hear her breathing become more ragged.

While I undid my pants and pushed them down, I talked to her, "Yes, my beauty, don't think. Just keep doing what you are doing. Let your body enjoy all it can and let me enjoy watching you."

When I pulled my fingers out of her, she pushed wanting them back. The hole gaped, contracted and began to close. She was pleased to feel me begin to fill her again but realized this was not a finger. She expected, stretching pain and was very still, holding her breath. My cock stopped pushing into her when my helmet was an inch inside her. My pleasure was making my head spin. The tightness was wonderful and my cock jumped. Kara pushed back taking another inch. The widest part of my cock was stretching her. Her moan recognized the discomfort but another push said it was not enough for her to want to stop.

I gathered wetness from her and coated my shaft and her. "Remember to rub your clit for us."

She held her ground and I applied a steady pressure. Slowly her body opened to me and I slipped deeper into her bowels. I could feel her body contract and her fingers moving, pulling the skin tight around my shaft. Her body whimpered and shivered when all but two inches of me was inside her. Her body resisted for a moment but her insides moved around so the rest of me would slide on in. I spread the cheeks of her ass and paused. She knew I had opened her so I could get the tip of my dick as deep into her as possible. She was getting close. Still she signaled her approval, "Yes."

I pushed hard. The hair above my cock pressed flat into the stretched ring. I felt her slippery fingers glide down from her clit, first grasp my balls and then touch, verifying that she had indeed stretched and taken all of me this new way into her body. Her fingers retreated and her legs began to tremble as she went back to work on her magic pearl.

I thrust and pushed from side to side and up and down to stretch her. She gasped and struggled. Her muscles tightened even more making it harder for me to pull out and push in. I felt her fingers slip into her sheath and feel my cock on the other side of her thin membranes. They drug across her g-spot and used the wetness to let her fingers fly on her clit. It was not a word, just a gasp, then another gasp, then another. Over and over, Kara struggled to decide whether to breathe, gasp or cum. Finally her body decided with a scream. Her cunt poured wetness onto my balls and thighs. Her ass sucked and I began to fill her with my cum. She felt and understood my why my cock was jerking and throbbing; she wanted to feel more, "God, yes, cum in my ass." 

For the next minute or so, I could not tell if it were her body or mine that convulsed and rippled in tenderness. I wrapped my arms around her, pulled her tight and she lay more forward. My arms were pushed into the dish water and her head was kept out of the sink by her free hand. She was afraid to move the fingers that still rested on her now too tender clit.

I took one of the dish drying towels and pulled my cock out of her and wiped us both clean. Then I turned my angel, supported her weight and kissed her. She was barely awake. At first, too weak to kiss back. When she began to respond, I picked her up, carried her to bed and we slept soundly, to late the next morning.

Kara was sitting on the edge of the bed when I came out of the shower totally nude the next morning. Her eyes were not really open, but her legs were spread wide and her pussy's lips were too much to resist when I sat down on her make-up bench to put on my socks. I put my right foot between her legs pushing my big toe between her pussy's lips. I took her left foot and began to suck on her middle toe while I pulled at her leg making her rock, fucking my toe. She was learning to let her body lead. Her head never lifted but her hips thrust, helping me. As she got close, she laid back, grasped the sheet on both sides of her body and pulled as hard as she could just as her climax flowed through her body. Her toes curled in my mouth and I could feel her body suck at my foot.

I let her doze a few minutes and then led her to the shower. I got back in with her and bathed every inch of her and kissed every inch before and after I bathed it. Kara was totally pliable. She let me dry her, put her robe on her and guide her to the kitchen for coffee and breakfast. Her mind was not engaged yet. She ate and enjoyed the afterglow and the wonderful soreness in her body.

There was still food on her plate when I poured her second cup of coffee. When I sat back down I was surprised that she got up and came to sit on my lap. Her arms went around my neck and she whispered in my ear, "I have never been more satisfied, or felt more like a woman than I do this morning. Thank you. Please, don't say anything. I am in love with you."

I held her and two tears from my eyes wet her neck. I guess I said something anyway.



My Devious Plan



First off, let me start off by saying that being a fifty-three year old bachelor is no fun. Pornography and jerking off all the time does have its limitations. Although the power of fantasy should never be over estimated, there are those times when you wish you could have real, meaningful sex, not just the easy pick ups down at the local bar. As much as I enjoyed having orgasms, I was beginning to get more than a little bored. So I devised this (at the time I thought ridiculous) plan. Over time (and boredom) it began sounding better and better, almost feasible.

Now for a little history...I live in a relatively small, quiet neighborhood where the crime rate is so low the police department rarely patrols it. And if by some slim chance they do, they're usually looking for a lost dog or cat, or there's some other mundane activity going on. There's never anything serious in our neck of the woods. Neighbors usually wave a greeting one another, be it a good morning, good afternoon or the latter good evening. Most of us have lived here a number of years, including myself. We've watched kids grow from small children to young adults. Yeah, time passes rather quickly, as the years seem to fly by.

Well, one of those young adults I have taken to noticing quite a bit lately was a rather petite young gal named Julie. She stood a whole five feet tall and I'd be surprised if she weighed much more than a hundred pounds. Though I wasn't normally attracted to women with dark hair (my preference has and always will be redheads), there was something I found exotic about her jet black, bob cut hair. Anyway, she lived approximately six houses down from me. One reason I had come to notice her was that she was the only one out, as I'd be leaving for work in the morning (usually around 6:00AM). She would come jogging past my house the same time every morning. She'd give me the typical smile and wave, whereas I'd return the gesture.

Then I'd watch rather intently, her smallish breasts encased in a heavily padded sports bra, with not a hint of bounce (one reason I could deduct the size of her boobs). The smile and the sparkle of her eyes were also very appealing. But perhaps her best asset was her butt. This girl had a beautiful ass, accented perfectly by a pair of snug fitting white jogging shorts outlined with red trim (or maybe it was the roundness of her ass that filled them out so well), either way, every morning I would watch her run by, then get into my car and I'd 'massage' my cock all the way to work, with all kinds of thoughts of Julie running through my head. Being sure as not to have any 'accidents' along the way. After all, how does one explain a cum stain? Sure. I'll bet you thought I was talking car accidents!

Amy was the recipient of many of my fantasies/masturbation sessions. Be it in bed, in the shower or just lying around in my living room. So, needless to say, she was soon to become a participant in my devious, little plan. In fact, she was going to be the star of it. What fun would it is be otherwise? I just had to figure a good date and time. Well, time was the easy aspect of it. The day? Fortunately for me I had accrued a lot of vacation time, and warmer weather was soon to be upon us. For the most part, things were thought through pretty thoroughly. I was just about ready. All I had to do was gather my courage and put my plan to work.

Springtime came and what better time to put my plan to work. I took my vacation on the third week of March. And as the coming day approached I could hardly wait for that Saturday and Sunday to be over with. I hadn't jerked off in about two weeks, holding back on purpose, in anticipation of what was to come. In the meantime, I would lie in the bed on those two previous mornings with a raging hard on just thinking about Julie and what I had planned for her. I would give myself a few extra tugs just as a reminder of what lied ahead. The wait itself was such a stimulant. I was at the point where the hours couldn't go by fast enough.

Monday morning finally came around and I practically flew out of bed. For the most part I wanted it to be as much as a normal Monday morning as possible. With the exception of giving my cock a few extra soapy pulls. But I wasn't going to let myself cum. I was building it up for my soon to be very special friend. I hurriedly got dressed and rushed out to my car. I looked down the street, no sign of Julie yet, and better still, no sign of anyone else either. I unlocked the trunk, put on a pair of latex gloves and opened the bottle of chloroform, where I proceeded to pour it onto an old tee shirt. As I stood there I thought my heart was going to burst through my chest. It was beating so fast, my hands were shaking.

I looked around again, still no movement. The sun was about forty-five minutes from coming up so besides the distant streetlights, it was still kind of dark. Perfect. Just then I caught movement out of my right eye. It was Julie, as she turned on to the sidewalk. I tried not to stare, as to not give myself away. In about fifteen seconds, I'd find out whether or not I truly had the balls to carry out my plan. As she approached, I turned and smiled at her. Looking as hot as ever, white t-shirt (with no bounce tits, her usual white shorts.

The moment she passed me, I quickly pressed the chloroform onto her nose and mouth, pulling her tight little body close to mine; I don't think my cock ever responded so quickly. Her body went limp in practically no time at all. I quickly gathered her in my arms and rushed her into the house. Now I was actually scared, had anybody seen me? Did anybody call the police? Briefly I laid Julie down on my couch, as I peered out my front window. Waiting and wondering. Time seemed to be moving very slowly now. Every minute seemed like an hour.

My eyes darted back to Julie. Still out of it, I noticed her one leg was draped over the edge of the sofa, her legs spread slightly apart, giving me a perfect view of her shapely inner thighs. Looking a little bit further up, I could see a hint of white panty peeking out from beneath the edge of her shorts. My cock immediately started to grow. I wanted so badly just to go over and feel the warmth of her pussy through the thin material, but my mind thought better of it. Knowing that there would be plenty of time for that stuff later. Just then my attention was diverted by the sound of a car driving by. Fortunately for me it continued on down the road. After a few minutes I deemed that the coast was clear and proceeded with the rest of my plan.

I had little time to waste because I knew Julie would be waking up soon, so I quickly scooped her up again and continued to carry her down to the spare bedroom I had in the basement. From there I sat her up on the bed and removed her t-shirt one arm at a time, alternating each arm just to keep her balanced. I was soon to discover that I was correct with my previous assumption dealing with the size of her tits. The label on the white sport bra bore the size of 34A. Laying her flat on her back, I reached behind her and unhooked the white bra, quickly pulling it from her limp arms. Her smallish breasts fell free. There was no time to admire them just yet.

I quickly tethered her wrists to the Velcro restraint I had bought online (the other end tied to the bed frame supports). I didn't tighten them too much; I wanted her to have some freedom. With nervous hands I reached for the waistband of her shorts (I wanted to leave her panties on, just to satisfy my panty fetish). Slowly I peeled them down...it was just another way of teasing myself. Finally the waistband of her panties came into view, and needless to say, my cock was throbbing. You have no idea how much I wanted to jerk off and just splatter her with my cum. But no, I wasn't saving myself for another masturbation session. This was going to be the real deal.

I had to reach underneath her to hold her panties up with one hand while continuing to tug on her shorts with the other. Eventually I got them over that shapely ass of hers and down to her thighs. I inhaled deeply, actually imagining that I could smell the scent of her pussy. I pulled the shorts the rest of the way off. The panties are of the white nylon variety, with a little bit of lace around the top. I think to myself how wet I'm going to make them later. Sitting to the side, I notice how truly hot she is. Damn, I want to pull her panties off and fuck her like there's no tomorrow. But I know that will all come in time. She stirs ever so slightly, which reminded me that I still have to bind her legs.

I gently pull her legs apart, and place the Velcro anklets snugly on her feet. She looks so enticing, lying there with her legs slightly spread. I take a step back to actually admire Julie, in all of her naked beauty, from her small, pert breasts, to her white pantied crotch, I noticed a few stray black pubic hairs peeking out from the leg bands of her panties. I run my hand up her thighs, feeling the softness of them. Reaching the vee of her vulva, I pushed the crotch of her panties lightly into the seam of her pussy. She stirred a little more. So I switch to using my thumb and index finger to tickle the insides of each thigh, while my middle finger continued to gently tease her slit. A soft "Ohhhhhh" escaped from her lips.

Being still slightly scared, I backed off. I did however pull off my pants, so that I could be more comfortable. I stood before her with my cock making a tent in my boxers. I pulled it out and touched the head of it to her full red lips. I gave myself a few strokes, wishing that she were awake so that she could take it in to her mouth. I pulled on it a few more times, actually coaxing a big gob of pre-cum from its head, whereas I dribbled it directly on to her lips. With my left hand I reach down and massage the erect nipple on her left breast, gently squeezing it between my thumb and index finger. Again she moves and whimpers ever so slightly. I knew it would only be a matter of minutes before she would finally come to.

For whatever reason, I wasn't worried about her recognizing me. Maybe it had to do with my ego or something. Something told me it would all work out in the long run. But being scared and being nervous are two different things. I guess I was still intimidated by her beauty. Either way, she was beginning to wake up. She tossed and turned, trying to free herself, before she opened her eyes and the realization that she was tied to a bed. It took her a few more seconds before she discovered she was practically naked. Her nipples stood high on her chest, fully erect in her frightened state. Even as she tried to wiggle free her firm tits had very little movement to them.

"What the...?" her words trailed off and I interrupted her. "Don't worry, you have nothing to fear. I'm going to take good care of you." I tried to reassure her. Then I had to warn her that if she tried to scream, I would have to gag her, and that I was pretty certain that neither one of us wanted that. She then asked the stupidest question imaginable, if I was going to hurt her. I told her "Not in the least possible way." I moved next to the bed, my hard on jutting out. I caressed her tit with the palm of my hand and gently squeezed it with my fingers.

"Are you going to rape me?" she inquired. I shook my head and responded with an honest and straightforward "No! All I want to do is please you and bring you pleasure. There will be no pain involved. Promise." And with that with I let my other hand travel back down to that vee between her legs. She tried to squirm free, but there was very little slack in the restraints. I used my middle finger again and pushed the fabric slightly into her seam, as I let it travel up and down her hot slit (yes, I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy). Squirm as she might, there was no escaping my finger. Finally she just gave up the fight.

I continued this for a while, until I actually heard her breathing pattern change. She wasn't breathing hard from the previous struggle, now it was due to arousal. I found her clit poking against the soft nylon and began to focus my attention on it. This brought on an almost immediate response from her. She was subconsciously pushing her hips upward ever so slightly to keep the pressure applied to it. Her breathing was beginning to get shallow and raspy. I knew I was on to something. I used my index finger on her clit and drew light circles around her hole. There was definitely a damp spot in her panties, which aroused me to no end. Round and round, up and down, there was no doubt that she was feeling pretty damn good about now.

"Oh my God. Don't stop" were the next words out of her mouth. Little did she know, I had no intentions of stopping (not yet anyway). Just for kicks I pulled the crotch of her panties to the side, and there staring me in the face were the pinkest pussy lips peeking out from behind her wet matted black pubic hair, what a contrast. I slid my finger along her pussy, being sure not to insert it, and then brought my finger up to my mouth. I just had to have a taste. I put the crotch of her panty back, and continued my wonderful tease all over again. Meanwhile my cock was throbbing, totally neglected. I took my free hand and released my friend from the confines of its boxers. I gave it a few obligatory pulls, just enough to release a big gob of pre-cum. I used the head of my cock and smeared it on her nipples. Julie watched all wide-eyed.

While my fingers continued the tease on her pussy, I let my cock bob free, throbbing with each beat of my heart. Her moans and sighs were becoming increasingly louder, as the crotch of her panty grew wetter and wetter. Soon the nylon was sliding over her cunt lips with very little friction. I pushed the fabric a little deeper in to her hole and she thrust her hips in an effort to gain more. Meanwhile the pre-cum was just oozing from my hard cock. I dangled it over her lips, but she turned away just as a dribble of it reached her cheek. I didn't let that deter what I was doing.

Soon she was actually pushing her hips up in time with my probing fingers. I bent down and practically took her whole breast in to my mouth. I circled my tongue around her areola and then I began squeezing her nipple ever so gently between my teeth. Making it appear even redder than before. I reached over and did the same to the other one. She seemed to thoroughly enjoy this, as her breathing was getting faster. I knew she was about to cum. I love to hear a woman on the edge. It is so erotic. To imagine what she's feeling, right at that moment. 

I found her clit again and focused on it. I wanted her to cum for me. I needed her to cum for me. Finally she blurted out an "Oh fuck!" and then that soon turned in to a few muffled moans and as I rubbed her little bud faster, finally there it was "Yes...yes... YESSSssssss!!!" she practically screamed in my ear. "Fuck me, fuck me now" she groaned through gritted teeth, her pussy pushing against my fingers. But I wasn't ready to give in yet. I let my fingertips ride out the waves of her orgasm. Sliding along that wet nylon path. I'll bet she pushed a good twenty times trying to force my fingers inside of her, but I only let the tips rub along her slit. With eyes closed, the pace started to settle down a bit.

I climbed up on the bed and knelt beneath her outstretched thighs. I jerked my cock a few times and ran the head of it between her legs. Feeling the slit of her pussy on the head of my cock was amazing to say the least. She returned the favor by pushing her wet, cum soaked panties against me. I let the warmth envelope just the head of my throbbing cock, as I pushed myself in a little. No words were spoken, just actions. I had to fight the urge to just ram my cock in to her. But I realized, she was my prisoner, and yes, she was all mine to do with what I please. There was no rush, no timetable to abide by. So I rubbed myself up and down her crotch a few more times. Just to clean myself off as it may. And as I got up, I thought I heard a sigh of frustration from her as I removed myself from the between her milky smooth thighs.

Still there was basically silence in the room, other then the sound of the two of us breathing rather heavily, still there was no talking between us. The relative silence was finally broken by a long, rather noisily sigh, little did she know how much 'fun' I had planned for us. As I looked down at her, I watched her breasts go up and down with each breath. I looked at her face, she looked so at peace with herself with her eyes closed. Meanwhile my balls were aching for release. I wanted to cum so bad, but I wasn't sure where I wanted to first. Should I cum in her mouth, on those firm, little titties that were such a huge turn on, or maybe I should just cum in that tight, little cunt of hers? Oh boy, decisions, decisions.

Finally the silence was broken by her exclaiming "I've gotta pee". No problem, I thought to myself, I already had this already planned out also. Little did she know that I had put a waterproof mattress pad on the bed, and the sheets were cheap AND expendable, I informed her that if she had to go, she would have to right there because I wasn't about to let her up just yet. She whined some more "But I've really got to go bad", and with that she tried to squeeze her legs together. I gave her a somewhat evil smile, and continued to watch her struggle. I cupped her pussy with my hand; she mustn't have had to go that bad, she wasn't any wetter than she was before.

"I really have to go. I'm not going to be able to hold it all day you know?" she said in a somewhat angry tone. I just laughed at her and told her to "Go". She kind of growled at me and turned her head away. She struggled some more, and that's when I noticed some actual droplets appearing on the crotch of her panties. She continued to try and squeeze her thighs together, but to no avail. I suppose that it was an attempt to hide her embarrassment as much as it was to hide her piss drops from view. Once again my prick was at its full hardness. She had no idea just how much she turned me on. I wanted to see her wet herself.

I released my cock from the confines of my boxers once more. I pushed my hips towards her in an effort to place it in her hand, to test the situation if you will. Strangely enough she wrapped her fingers around it, and started stroking me. Maybe she thought this would gain her some freedom. I don't know. But I DO know that it felt good to have her small, soft hand moving slowly up and down my shaft, as opposed to my masculine, sometimes speedy jerk off seminars. More pre-cum oozed from my cock, almost as if begging for full release. Her hand picked up speed a little more, gripped a little tighter. The little minx was trying to make me cum. 

But I wasn't ready to cum, not just yet anyway. I let her get me really close, as I felt my balls draw nearer to my body, and I knew if she kept going that I would erupt in a torrent of cum. I just figured that I would let her have her fun, before I would finally pull away. Up and down her hand went. Closer and closer I got, and I think she knew that too, for her hand started to pump me even faster. She had no idea just how badly I wanted to cum. But just before I reached that point of no return, I pulled away, my cock bobbing (or should I say throbbing) in emptiness. That time there was definitely a sigh of disapproval. Again silence.

"Okay, I really have to pee...BAD' she said. I just gave her an evil chuckle and told her to "Go! There's nothing holding you back." She tried in vain to squeeze her legs together, but that wasn't happening. Soon some more yellow liquid seeped through the crotch of her panties, making her pubic hair all that much more visible. I cupped her pussy with my hand and felt the warm piss kind of run it to it, then it would stop. She was trying to hold back as much as possible. "Don't be afraid, just let it go. There's nothing to be ashamed of." I tried to reassure her. Finally, I felt a slight stream against my hand. Then all of a sudden there was a gush and my hand, along with her panties and sheet were getting completely soaked with piss. There was no more holding back. It came out of her with a force. She must have had to go long before mentioning it to me.




My Devious Plan



Finally it slowed down to just a trickle, and I moved my hand away, to watch the last of it leak out of her. She lay there with her eyes closed, and paid no attention tome whatsoever. I was totally mesmerized by what I just witnessed. I had wanted to see a woman do that forever, but never had the balls to ask. Every inch of her glorious pussy was practically exposed thanks to the transparency of her panties. I reached over and ran my fingers up and down her slit, pushing the panties slightly up into her crack once more. And I told her that if she were really good, I would take the panties off of her and even offered to wash them for her. See, I'm not such a bad guy after all.

I had her lift her ass off the bed, so that I could slide the panties off. I got them down to her knees before I had to undo her left leg and slip it out, then her right one. There was no way I was going to risk any kind of physical damage to myself by undoing both feet at the same time. She was relatively at ease with the entire situation, and willingly let me shackle her again. I couldn't keep myself from staring at her gaping pink pussy lips and her thick, although wet, crop of dense pitch-black pubic hair. There was a time when I used to think that she dyed her hair, but seeing her dark bush put that thought quickly to rest.

I finally went over to the bathroom (yes, the basement had a bathroom) and retrieved a warm, wet washcloth and a clean towel. When I returned I proceeded to wash her pussy, trying to remove any evidence of piss. I may have rubbed a little too hard at one point because it brought a gasp from Julie's lips. But I paid it no mind and continued about my business of cleaning her up. I then took the towel and dried her off as best I could. I had her lift her ass again and slid the towel underneath her so that she wasn't lying directly on her own pee. She thanked me and smiled.

I was beginning to think that she was actually enjoying our little game. But I guess only time would tell. "Julie, I've got another surprise for you" and with that said I reached under the bed and pulled out a purple rabbit vibrator. I turned it on low speed, and even that seemed rather noisy. I took the head of its vibrating head and placed it on her nipple. You should have seen her jump (I still laugh just thinking about it). It didn't take but five seconds on each nipple to get her squirming again. I reached down with my free hand and her pussy was drenched already. Again, I inserted just the tip of my middle finger, up to the first knuckle. It slid in effortlessly. I brushed her clit, making her buck her hips again.

She wanted more. Needed more.

Once again, this was all about the tease and driving her wild. My boxers had a decent sized wet spot in them from the constant dribble of pre-cum leaking from my cock. It was probably just as exciting to me as it was she. Anyway, I ran the vibrator from her nipples on down to the crest of her pubic bone. I watched as her hips slowly pushed forward, wishing I would go further down with it. I let it drift to the silky smooth soft insides of her thighs. Her breathing was once again becoming raspy, as I knew I was turning her on big time. I teased all around her pussy lips, coming oh so close to her clit and then slowly, deliberately backed it away. She wanted it (or me, maybe even both) so bad, but she wasn't going to get either of us just yet. I wanted her to beg for it. I wanted her to beg to be fucked.

I teased her with its soft vibrations, her pussy once again gaping from the pleasure she was receiving from our toy. This time I could see actual droplets of her pussy forming on the outside of her lips. Slowly I ran the vibrator from her inner thighs, to the back of her knees, and then slowly, tantalizingly back up towards her wet pussy. She was beginning with that shallow moan of hers once again; I knew I was getting to her. Her hips slowly rose and fell as I crept my way closer, closer to her most sensitive spot. She would take a deep breath and raggedly exhale.

I removed the vibrator only momentarily, as I once again released my hard cock from my boxers. Pre-cum was not an issue, as there seemed to be plenty of it to share. I held the vibrator just under the head of my cock and watched as it jumped from the sudden vibration. In return I let it the pre-cum dribble on to it. She watched as I pleasured myself with it, if only for a moment. My cock never stopped throbbing from all of the excitement, both Julie's and mine. She never removed her eyes from my cock, almost as if she was longing for more.

As I once again felt my balls tighten, and knowing that I did not want to waste such a glorious cum in that way, I stopped. Once again I lowered it down to the entrance of Julie's pussy. Her eyes grew bigger in anticipation. I briefly touched her lips with it, insinuating another jump on her part. This time I let her push her hips forward, allowing the fake cock to enter her about two inches. It slid in effortlessly. She gritted her teeth and held herself up like that for about thirty seconds. I watched closely as her pussy seemed to wrap itself around that rubber toy. I swear I could actually see her cunt pulsating around it.

Finally, gasping for breath, she lowered her ass back down to the bed. I teased her some more with it. This time I was putting it inside of her, and every time she'd push up, I'd back off; I wasn't ready for her to have the whole thing just yet. After all, I anything was going to be put inside that pussy, it was going to be me! I began teasing her clit again. This by itself incited louder moans from her. "Make me cum" she practically screamed. "Son of a bitch...make me cum" she demanded through gritted teeth again. I just gave her my best evil chuckle, and she knew right then and there that there was a lot more teasing to come. I loved teasing her, and without saying as much, I'm sure she loved it too. Personally, this was the best sex that I never had (smile).

Once again I left her hips flailing for more, as I raised the vibrator to my mouth. I turned it off. I wanted to taste her. I stuck my tongue out and licked at it. It had a rubbery taste to it, and it was then that I realized that this wasn't a true measure of how she tasted. So, I climbed back up on to the bed again. I straddled her head, so that we were in a sixty-nine position. I did not force her to suck my cock but it found its way out of my fly and I dangled it within reaching distance of her mouth, if she so felt the desire to do so. I reached down and spread her pink pussy lips with my fingers, and then lowered my head and let my tongue snake up inside of her warm (okay, hot), wet snatch. She tasted as scrumptious as I thought she would. I licked at the outside lips, and around her clit, before finally settling down on it.

I would flick at it really fast with my tongue and then gently nibble on it with my teeth. This in itself practically had her screaming with pleasure. She squirmed and bucked against my mouth, anxious for more. Soon I felt her mouth envelope the shaft of my cock as she slowly bobbed her head up and down. Every so often she'd gasp with the pleasure she was receiving, while I languished in the thoughts of what she was doing to me. She sucked and licked for all she was worth. At times her tongue would swirl around the head of my throbbing prick. And of course those were the times when I would concentrate more so on her clit. The girl was practically dripping with juices, and the more they leaked out, the faster I licked.

Soon her moans and screams were filling the room. She stopped sucking my cock just long enough to yell at me once more "Son of a bitch, lick my pussy. Make me cum. God, I want to cum. Arghhhhhhhhh." That was the extent of it and soon she was fucking my face. I didn't have to move. I let her direct me to where she wanted to be licked. Soon there was another "Oh God. yes.....yes....YEEESssssssss" and then it trailed off as she pushed hard against my tongue. Her juices flowed freely now, as I could feel her pussy pulse around my tongue. I glanced up to see her tiny titties heaving in the air, as she panted for more.

Slowly she came back down to Earth, and broke the silence by asking in a rather breathless voice, "Son of a bitch, are you ever going to fuck me?" After licking the remaining pussy juice from my lips and mustache I replied, "All in good time my dear. All in good time." Now I had the same conundrum as before...should I let her continue her expert blowjob and cum in her very willing mouth? Or should I hold off and fuck her long and hard and cum deep within her pink and tasty cunt? Well, no need to make up my mind just yet. I'll just stay like this and enjoy the sensations, until I get real close again. After all, there's nothing quite like a good tease.

Then of course, that didn't take long. I held out until the very last second. I am sure that another four or five strokes and I wouldn't have been choking her with cum. I pulled away at the very last second. "Damn it! What's wrong with you?" she asked "Any guy in their right mind would have gladly cum by now. But nooooo. Not you. You have to be Mr. Difficult." I just ignored her and let go on with her little tirade. I squeezed my cock letting a big glob of pre-cum land squarely inside her mouth. "Is that all you've got? Is that your BIG shot?" I laughed at her again and told her that I was saving the best for last. And with that, climbed off the bed again.

Even after two orgasms she was totally frustrated with the fact that I haven't cum yet. Typical woman, even when you think that they're satisfied, they're not. I just stood there admiring her beauty again. From the jet-black hair, all the way down to her daintily painted toenails and everything in between. She was perfect in every sense, at least in my eyes. Some guys liked big tits, I preferred small. Some guys liked a shaven pussy-I liked mine hairy. Speaking of hair, some guys preferred blondes-I was always attracted to redheads. But there was something about Julie. Something about her I found totally erotic, and funny thing is, I still had no idea know what it was.

I know that I had found that contrast of black pubic hair and the pink of her pussy a huge turn on (this was the first time that the thought ever entered my mind). She had a hot, little body so I guess that helped. Anyway, I finally decided to discard my boxers and just be as naked as she was. To give her some eye candy so to speak. She breathed another heavy sigh. Her body language said it all, but just in case I didn't understand she looked at me with certain intensity in her eyes and asked blatantly "Are you ever going to fuck me or are you just going to tease the shit out of me?" I laughed and reiterated my mantra from before "All in good time". And with that I picked up her pee soaked panties along with the rest of her clothes and proceeded to the laundry room.

When I returned she was lying there with her eyes closed. I ran my hand up her silken thighs up to her hairy snatch again. I gently inserted my finger, amazed at the fact that she was still wet enough for my finger to slide in with ease. My cock began to stir again as I began a slow in out motion with my finger. As slow as I was going her hips soon replicated my motions. I'd go in, she'd move up. I eventually inserted a second finger, feeling her pussy stretch to accommodate it with ease. We continued our slow, teasing finger-fuck.

I moved up on to the bed and I laid alongside her. I had my chest touching hers. Feeling her hardened nipple poking me, she was actually rubbing it against me. My hard on pressed against her thigh, the pre-cum dribbling out of my cock once again. I found myself instinctively rubbing against her. All of this teasing was beginning to take its toll on me. I was now at the point where I, yes I, wanted to fuck her. I wanted to slide my cock in to that hot, wet pussy. I wanted to feel myself buried deep inside of her. I wanted to fuck her fast and hard and treat her like my own private whore. But then again, the other part of me wanted to go slow and easy and relish every single feeling. Once again I had decisions to make.

Either way, one thing was for certain...I was going to fuck her! I removed my fingers from her well-lubricated cunt and got back down between her outstretched thighs. She looked down at me and I watched as she lightly bit her lower lip. For the first time there was almost an innocent quality about her. She looked almost scared. So I approached her rather cautiously. I grabbed hold of my cock and slowly began stroking it. "Is this what you want Julie?" I continued my little tease. She nodded her head up and down. I moved in closer. Once again I could feel the heat being generated by her young pussy. This time I had to sigh.

"Are you sure this is what you want?" I asked as I rubbed the head of my cock lightly across her splayed labia. "YES!!!" she practically screamed out "Fuck me already!" Her hips pushed forward and I quickly backed away. After all, I am still the one in control here. When she settled back down, I continued my little tease. Pre-cum mixing with her juices made things very slick indeed. I inserted just the head of my cock and marveled to myself just how hot and wet she actually was. She tried again at pushing herself up on to me and again I backed off. "Patience my dear. All in good time" I told her. And then I warned her if she kept trying to get me to fuck her, that our games would have to continue on a little longer.

With that said, she settled down and again I began by rubbing my cock up and down her slit. She lay there shaking her head. Once again I put the head of my cock inside of her. I held it there briefly, just to be sure she got the message and apparently she did. I could feel her hips swaying from side to side and that was all right; but I wanted to be in control as far as the depth of penetration was concerned. With that I withdrew and pushed myself a little deeper into her cunt. She was still biting her bottom lip, and for whatever reason I thought that looked sexy. Having my cock halfway inside her felt incredible. I pulled just about all the way out, listening to her suck in her breath as I withdrew, and then in one full slow thrust I buried deep within her.

I stayed like that momentarily, relishing the feeling, her hot, wet pussy completely engulfed my cock and she let her breath out. She was working her muscles; I could feel her milking my prick. The slick, yet snug feeling of cunt, I knew she would have me cumming in no time if I weren't careful. I reached down and grabbed her nipple and gently pinched it between my fingers, invoking a low moan from her. Without removing myself at all, I put practically her entire tit in to my mouth. Licking from the underside on up to her pink areola. Then nibbling it ever so gently with my teeth. I could feel her hips grinding against me. Her thighs squeezed in an effort to draw me in deeper. Meanwhile, I just took my time, enjoying her soft flesh against mine.

Eventually I pulled my cock out, very slowly I might add, before slowly inserting it back in. I looked her in the eyes as I did this, I could see the lust in her eyes as she squinted them shut and she bit on her lip again. I began fucking her now, in and out like the well-lubricated piston it was. I loved the feel of her pussy as it gripped my shaft. I was actually shaking with excitement. As I fucked her I couldn't help but bend down and kiss her fully on the lips. She surprised me by reciprocating by snaking her tongue in to my mouth. We continued our passionate kiss, as my hip continued pumping. Once again instinct took over and I began fucking her faster.

I knew I wasn't going to hold out much longer. I have waited so long to cum (and that's not including just today). "Fuck me" she ordered again "Fuck me hard!" I actually began slamming myself hard against her pubic bone. Now the animal in me was unleashed, not only did I want to cum, I needed to cum, I HAD to cum. Now it was my mission, to shoot my seed deep into her bowels. I pumped her faster, practically pulling all the way out before shoving myself all the way back in. I didn't even care if she came or not. It was all about me now.

Then a thought hit me...why not unbind her. I could give her some freedom; I sincerely doubted that she would go anywhere. I withdrew from her pussy ever so briefly just so that I could free her. My hunch paid off as she quickly pushed me back on the bed and straddled my cock. She wasted little time in taking it in to her hand and aiming it straight to the entrance of her hole. In one steady motion she dropped her hips down, impaling herself on me. It didn't take her long to get in to a rhythm and soon she was begging me to cum once more. One of the best parts about doing it this way was that it left my hands free to manipulate her tiny titties, which I gladly did. They were the perfect size, as I squeezed and pinched, making her breathless.

She rode me, up and down, side to side, back and forth. Now I was the one telling her to fuck me. I met her thrusts as we crashed down together. Oh baby, she was incredible. At one point she reached around and squeezed my ball, just about sending me over the edge. Fuck, time was getting short, as I was so close to cumming now. I think she sensed that because she started bucking her hips faster. "Cum for me, damn it! I want you to cum inside of me. Empty your balls. Fuck!" It wasn't hard to tell who was in charge now. My balls were aching for release, my cock throbbing with excitement. Her pussy grasped my cock and just kept milking.

I held out for as long as possible. My balls tightened with anticipation. All I could do was gasp "Oh shit..." and my orgasm was upon me. My cock spasmed as spurt after creamy spurt shot out deep within her pussy. I swear there must have had to be at least ten good shots. She continued with riding me, pulling out as much as she possibly could, not willing to waste a drop. Slowly the cum seeped down the sides and began to puddle in my pubic hair. It seemed like an eternity before I finally stopped cumming. But still she continued, until I was soft enough to go no more.

She leaned forward, her pointy nipples poking into my own, where as I could actually feel just how firm her breasts were. She kissed me on the lips again; cock still planted inside of her. "Noah, that was fantastic. The best sex I have ever had." She kissed me again. Suddenly a kind of fear came over me...birth control. Did she use any type of birth control? "Don't fret. I'm on the pill. Your safe." Another bullet dodged. Wait. How did she know my name? "What? You don't think I waited, better yet, wanted this day to come? Do you think I ran passed your house every day because I liked the color of it? No silly, I was hoping that someday I'd get to meet you personally. I could have gone any number of ways. But I wanted to meet YOU."

With that, I pulled her back down to my face and began kissing her passionately. I felt my cock begin to stir again. This was going to be a great week for vacation. Julie and I finally found each other, and we've been together ever since. Every now and then we re-enact our meeting. We still play our little bondage games, taking turns tying each other up. She's even teased me with the vibrator a few times. We have our toys along with the great sex to go with it. Yeah, it used to be redheads, but now there's none better than my dark haired Julie. Some guys wouldn't give her a second look with her small breasts and dark hair, but with me, she's always got my full attention. And she knows exactly what to do with it too (smile).