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Remembering Mom

By: ADOM



Ian's mother was a widow when she passed away. It has been a year since Idea died. Ian is now reflecting on the last years with his Mom. 

I had been divorced for several years when Dad died, ten years ago. Mom had been dealing with all the issues one faces under such circumstance. Being an only child, it fell on me to be a support and help Mom deal with her life changing event. 

I made it a habit to visit with Mom at least twice a week but made myself available when she needed help. A year had passed and she was beginning to settle down to a less hectic life. On one of my visits, after a few glasses of wine, Mom who was in her early sixties, began to share that she and Dad had a very active sex life and she missed it.

She confessed she enjoyed the freedom of living alone, especially with my being available when she needed help. She didn't want to go through the dating scene and get married. She shared; there were men at church and in the neighborhood who were sniffing around her, not to mention Dad's friends. She complained, those most interested were looking for someone to take care of them or were real jerks. She wanted none of it.

We were having an after dinner drink when to my surprise she asked,

"How would you feel about helping your old mother deal with her horniness and have sex just because it feels good?"

Shocked, I didn't know how to respond when she went on.

"Not sappy, romantic sex – just out and out lustful fun fucking."

"Mom... I don't know what to say....You're my mother...... I'm your son.... Not that I don't find you beautiful and sexy..... but..."

I felt my cock harden as I thought about the fantasies I had about her. I had mixed feelings but my urges were stronger. If this was going to happen Mom had to take the lead... I didn't want her to feel I was taking advantage of the situation. We finished our drinks and as I got ready to leave she said with a smile.

"Now think about it .... Your mother has needs to be met."

Mom kissed me on the mouth like never before. No Mother–Son kiss, more like tongue down your throat-son kiss. Rubbing her tits against my chest and grabbing my cock, she whispered,

"Your mother needs a good fucking, Ian."

Needless to say, my next days were filled with questions. What should I do? My next visit was Friday. As soon as I arrived Mom was pushing out her tits and rubbing my cock every chance she got. 

Not sure if she was serious, how she would take it or how fast we would move, I brought a movie from the adult book store to see her reaction. Sitting next to Mom on the couch, she grabbed my arm and rubbed her right tit against me. Her eyes were fixed on the screen as the story of "The Last Taboo" unfolded. Unbuttoning her blouse, she freed her beautiful breast. Her reddish brown nipples were erect. I stared at her soft sagging tits.

" Go ahead son, take them, touch them, taste them."

I lifted her tit to my mouth... tracing her areola with my tongue. As I slid my lips around her nipple I felt it stiffing as I sucked.

"That's it Oh...OH... YES....Sweet love..... as a baby you sucked on mommy's tit for nourishment... now you turn me on with your sucking... Oh my God... I can feel it down in my pussy." 

My hand slid between her legs, parting her pussy lips and feeling her soft, hot, flesh.

"Yes son, yes... finger me.. suck me... Oh baby....." 

Sliding my finger from her I placed it in Mom's mouth... she sucked and tasted her own sweet juices. 

I rose to pour another glass of wine for us. Upon my return, Mom had moved to the overstuffed arm chair, her skirt up to her waist and was finger fucking her hairy pussy.

It was so hot to see her masturbating that I did not hesitate when she suggested I join her. She stuck her pussy juice covered fingers in my mouth as she kissed the head of my throbbing cock, licking my pre-cum with the tip of her tongue.

I spread her, lifting each leg over the arms of the chair. Knelling before her open legs I kissed and licked her labial lips. Here I was bowing and paying homage before the gateway to my life. I parted her lips with my tongue, tasting her juices and feeling the heat of her vagina on my tongue.

My face pressed against her hairy mound as I drove my tongue deeper into the birth cannel from which I came. 

"Oh Ian... Oh.. that feels so wonderful... so good..... oh my god.... Oh my son...."

Mother had gone through so much pain and discomfort in my birth. It now was my turn to thank her by giving her joy and pleasure. My body shook, experiencing this emotional event. Perhaps all sons and daughters should honor their mothers by making love to their vaginas, thanking and repaying them for all they have gone through in giving us life.

The bridge of my nose rubbed against her clit as I increased the rhythm of tongue fucking mother's honey hole, she wrapped her legs around my head and squeezed as I moved her to experience her first orgasm from me.... my first gift to her.                                                                                  

I took her hand and lead her to her bedroom. I stood naked in front of mother as she sat on the edge of the bed. My cock was hard and throbbing as she took it in her hands.

"My little Ian, naked as the day you were born and hard as a rock.... My, how my little boy has grown into such a handsome, strong, viral man."

With these words, mother kissed the crimson head of my cock, licked the underside and wrapped her lips around my shaft, As she twisted my dick one way, she swirled her tongue in the opposite direction. It was fantastic.... I was afraid she would make me cum there and then.

"Mom... You're going to make me cum... and I'd love to cum in your mouth but for the first time... I want it to be special.... I want to cum inside you... I want to return to your womb.... the womb that carried me.... That gave me life.."

Mom fell back on the bed spreading her legs as I knelt between them.

"Yes son... come to me, fill me with your manhood.... Fill me with your cum..." 

My prick slid passed her swollen pussy lips and into her depths.

"Oh...Oh...Oh Yes... Yes Ian... fill me...god you're so big.... Shove it in deeper... Yes.. Yes..baby... Oh fuck your Momma... fuck your momma... Oh shit... fuck me...fuck me....Oh fuck...fuck..."

The pace of our frantic first fuck increased.. I was fucking my mother... I was fucking the love canal from which I came... It was a spiritual experience. I had never had such a wonderful, beautiful, out of this world experience in my life. I felt Mom 's body shake and quiver as she reached climax after climax.

"Oh cum with me Ian.. cum with your Mommy.... Fill me with your love cream..cum in me like your Daddy did when we created you."

Hearing those words from my mother, I couldn't hold back any longer...I unloaded with a force like never before. 

"Oh baby.. that was so beautiful.... It was like a spiritual happening.... You did your Mommy good.... Oh Ian you filled me so... I feel your cum flowing out..." She laughed as she continued," There's just not enough room in my little cunt for your big cock and all your sperm.."

We laid in each other's arms. Mother began to stroke my shaft and it responded. She slid down taking me in her mouth and lowered her pussy to my face as she straddled me.  

Momentarily she raised her head from my dick, "How about a little 69 action baby-big-boy?" 

We sucked and fucked and laughed and fucked and laughed some more. It was the beginning of a wonderful beautiful fuck fest.

I continued to keep my apartment but spent more time at Mom's. We went out to dinner, the movies and visited with her sister and her family. Everyone thought it was wonderful that I was such a loving son taking such good care of my mother.

When asked how she was doing... how she was dealing with the loss of her husband she would say,

"I'm doing fine" and patting my arm continue, "Ian has been a BIG help." ... With the emphasis on big.

We continued to have a wonderful, fun filled fuck buddy relationship until her health began to fail. Along with the hospice service I became her caretaker until the end.

I miss my mother and have no regrets of how we lived and loved. 

Remembering Mrs. Faulkner



I'm going to do what they say people of my age (the thick end of sixty plus) are best at; I'm going reminisce about my youth. For me this was towards the end of the nineteen-fifties, when rock-and-roll ruled over drainpipe trousers and drape jackets and everyone jived to Elvis, Little Richard, Chuck Berry, etc. In England it was the time of the 'ton-up boy' who rode motorbikes with British names and who wore leather jackets liberally sprinkled with metal studs. It was also the time when the hardest drug was nicotine, 'puff' was something you ran out of, and 'speed' was what you tried to get out of your bike. My God, but they were good times, and I'm so glad that I lived through them. 

It's been said that they were innocent times, and in many ways so they were. Not because we were inherently less adventurous or mischievous than our descendants, but simply because we didn't know as much, and respect for the older generation was very much a part of everyday living. If someone a generation in front of you told you to do something, you did it, regardless of who they were, and you did it without even thinking about it. You'd been told by one of your elders and that was that.

Of course, sex was something that we liked then just as much as younger folk do now (in fact, be honest, if we hadn't, then there wouldn't be any younger folk), but we started later and knew less. Formal sex education had much to do with rabbits and little to do with people. We were told what happened and what equipment we'd got, but not how to make best use of it. That we found out by gossip, hushed conversations behind the bike sheds and fumbled experimentation. Half the things that we now do in bed as a matter of course were thought of then as sexual deviations, if we thought about them at all. Needless to say I grew up knowing a lot less about the female orgasm than I did about the compression ratio of a Triumph Bonneville. 

The story I'm going to tell you is about my surprising discovery that women actually enjoyed and needed sex as much as men, and didn't just put up with it for the sake of their partner. It is, in effect, the early story of my own personal sex education and how it came from an unexpected source.

I had known Mike for as long as I can remember, we had grown up together, gone to school together (though he was a year in front of me), rode bikes together, first with pedals and then with engines, and we'd started dating together. We were, as they say, mates. This story starts when I was eighteen and he was nineteen and we'd both joined the darts team at the local pub. It was a cheap night out with a few beers and the 'away legs' got us to pubs we wouldn't otherwise have visited, and it was one night a week when we could get drunk without worrying about driving home. Yes, we did think about it - not because drink driving got the same bad press as it rightly does today, but because our bikes then had narrow wheels and crude suspension and were hard enough to keep upright even when we were sober. Ending up in a ditch or wrapped around a lamppost could be both painful and expensive.

One particular night we'd been playing a home match and were on our way back from the pub, not drunk but just a little bit merry. We'd had a good night, our team had won the match and Mike had won a shaving mirror in the raffle. It was a warm summers night and we stood outside my place smoking, chatting and laughing before I went in and Mike went on to his own home a few hundred yards further on. That was when the taxi drew up and Mrs Faulkner, a neighbour from just up the street, climbed out. Actually, when I say climbed out I really should say fell out, because she was well and truly pissed.

Mrs Faulkner was a woman in her late forties who must have been quite a looker in her day and who still had a reasonable figure then, but who had taken to the gin when her husband, Jim Faulkner, had been sent on holiday to one of Her Majesty's hotels for seven years after being found guilty of taking part in a big horse racing swindle. Jim was a nice guy really, but he owed more to brawn than brain and his ready fists and dubious connections with the local underworld had got him into trouble with the law on too many occasions, and now his wife was taking his absence badly. Mike and I stopped gossiping to watch her stumble across the road and then trip over her own feet, falling flat on her face just outside her own gate.

"C'mon." Mike said, nodding in her direction. "We'd better give her a hand or she'll do herself a mischief, silly cow."

I took one arm and Mike took the other, and between us we hoisted her to her feet and sort of frogmarched her down her own path.

"Thanks, lads," She said thickly when she reached her door. "I guess I've had a drop too much tonight, but I'll be alright now."

We let go, standing attentively to one side, not yet convinced that she'd make it inside. We were right, she fumbled in her bag for her keys, swaying like a tree in a storm, and then when she finally found them, she dropped them on the step.

"You watch her." Mike said. "And I'll get the door open."

He crouched down searching for the dropped keys while I stood with my hands ready to catch Mrs Faulkner the minute she looked like falling on him. She swayed forward, and I moved in reaching out to catch her by the arms from behind to steady her. But then, with the random agility that only drunks possess, she managed to put a foot out to stop herself from stumbling, overcompensated, and fell backwards into against me. Naturally, my hands missed there intended target and somehow managed to encircle her, landing one each on both of her breasts. I was mortified, but I couldn't let go or she would have collapsed onto the concrete path.

"Oh, you naughty boy, you did that on purpose." She giggled and clapped her own hands over mine. I'm not sure if she intended pulling me away or what, but all she succeeded in doing was pressing them more firmly against her boobs.

Thankfully, Mike had managed to find the keys by then and pushed open the door so that, between us we could manoeuvre her through the hall and into her living room, my hands back safely on her arms. I just hoped that she wouldn't call the cops for attempted rape or something; you never can tell with drunks, can you. I must admit though, her breasts felt nice and my cock had responded appropriately. What a bummer, turned on by a drunken middle-aged neighbour.

We deposited her safely on her sofa and then looked at each other with 'now what' expressions.

"I suppose we ought to make her some black coffee." I suggested, eventually, and we made our way into the kitchen.

I think that really we just wanted to get away, but duty stated that we should at least make a token effort to help her. We put the kettle on and spooned instant coffee into a mug.

"Should we call your mum in to help put her to bed?" Asked Mike, while we waited for the kettle to boil.

"Not bloody likely." I told him. "What if she says I tried to feel her up?"

Mike grinned. "Well at least you got a quick feel of her tits for your trouble, and that's more than I got."

We lapsed into silence. I was thinking about the sensation of having my hands on Mrs Faulkner's breasts and how nice they felt, and I think Mike was just feeling jealous.

"Right." He announced decisively after a minute or two of stirring the coffee mug. "Here's what we'll do. We'll take this through to her and stay to check that she drinks it, I've put some cold water in so it's not too hot. Then we'll hang around for another ten minutes just to make sure she doesn't sick it back and choke her stupid self, then we'll leave her to it."

That sounded like a reasonable action plan so I agreed. "Okay. The sooner we're out of here the better." 

I was still worried about having touched her breasts. And before you tell me how infantile that sounds for an eighteen year old, remember we're talking about a time when you just didn't feel a woman's boobs, even by accident, without there being consequences.

We took the coffee through to the living room. Mrs Faulkner was sprawled in the middle of the sofa with her eyes closed, half on and half off the seat and with her dress having ridden up to show her stocking tops (and surprisingly shapely legs). We looked at each other, looked at her legs, and then went one to each side of her and pulled her up into a normal sitting position, returning her dress to its proper position on the process.

"C'mon, luv. Drink this." Mike held the mug to her lips.

She stirred, opened her very bleary eyes and looked straight at me. "Oh. Hello Dave. Was it you who copped a feel of my tits?" 

I'd hoped that she'd forgotten.

"It was by accident Mrs Faulkner." I told her, hoping she'd believe me.

"You'd have fallen down otherwise." Mike told her.

"I don't care." She giggled and looked round at Mike. "Did you get a feel too?"

"No. Mrs Faulkner."

"Have a feel now then." She told him in drunken seriousness, grabbing hold if his hand and plonking it across her bosom. 

She's pulled him a little off balance and, because he still had the coffee mug in his other hand he could only lean on the hand pressed tightly against her breasts. 

"There! That's nice isn't it?" She asked him, completely missing his frantic signals to me to take the mug. 

Neither of us was completely sober, and it briefly crossed my mind not to take the coffee from him just to see what he did, but in the end I reached over and took it from him. He extricated himself and sat back, red faced with embarrassment.

"What's the matter, don't you like them?" She asked him, clearly miffed.

"Yes, Mrs Faulkner, but you're a married lady."

"Married yes, but where the hell is he when I want some?" She sat back looking maudlin, so I passed her the coffee. She took it without a word and drained it, her drunkenness held at bay by sadness. We weren't quite sure what she was talking about, but she soon made it clear.

"You'll learn as you get older, both of you, that even women need a bit of the old physical now and again." She sat in the middle looking blearily from one to the other of us.

Suddenly she lurched to her feet, with both of us leaning forward in case she fell, the stepped unsteadily to the middle of the room.

"Okay. Well if you won't play with my tits I'll have to show you what you're missing." She announced to us, reaching behind and pulling down her zip. 

Her dress was on the floor before we had time to react, immediately followed by her bra, leaving her standing in a pair of bikini briefs (very daring for those days), a suspender belt and stockings. Her breasts were full, with hardly any sag, and tipped with large brown nipples that stared back at our astonished gaze.

"I would take the rest off, but you don't ruddy well deserve it." She told us haughtily.

Mike and I both plonked ourselves on the sofa in an effort to at least seem to be keeping out of the way. "No please don't." I pleaded as I sat down. 

"I won't. If you won't touch my tits then you aren't going to get the chance to touch my cunny."

Both Mike and I were appalled, very excited and completely turned on, but still appalled. We didn't know what to do. How do you deal with that sort of situation? If we left there's a good chance she'd follow us into the street and then all hell would let loose. If we stayed she might get it into her boozy brain that we were interested.

I suppose in a way we were interested, we'd both got giant erections at least. After all it's not every day an attractive older woman invites you to feel her up, and I think the only thing that stopped us was the fear of consequences. In the end we did nothing, we just sat in front of her staring at her semi-naked body.

"Oh sod it, you might as well get the full works." She told us finally and hooked her thumbs into her briefs to pull them down. "Nobody else seems to want a look."

Of course, she was already having trouble staying on her feet, so trying to take off her knickers only ended with her falling over the minute she lifted one foot from the floor. She finished up sprawled across myself and Mike with her knickers around her knees. I got the lower half, with her naked bottom curling across my chest, and her thighs, complete with half removed knickers, over the arm of the sofa. Now I had a girlfriend then named Jean, who I shagged fairly regularly, but she'd never let me see her cunt, and now here I was with the bare behind of a married woman nearly shoved into my face and the lips of her hairy mary in full view. I was too damn shocked to react.

Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on your point of view, Mike did react, pushing her so hard that she rolled off and landed with a thump on the floor. I found out later that she'd had her face in his crotch and was promptly trying to undo his fly.

"If you wanted me lying down you only had to ask." She giggled drunkenly, waving her legs in the air to finally take off her reluctant underwear.

"Mrs Faulkner." Mike began, firmly. "You really shouldn't be doing this."

"It's Doreen, and why not?" She asked him, as if everything was normal. "I felt your cock and you've got a great big boner, so why not make use of it?"

She lay back and opened her stockinged legs, showing her wet cunt to the world. "Come on lads, both of you can stick it in me. But just not both at the same time." She gave way to another fit of girlish giggling at that thought.

I was tempted, my God I was tempted. You have to remember, I was then blessed with the libido of an eighteen year old, and the confidence to go with it. I looked at Mike and he looked at me, then we both shrugged simultaneously.

"Why the fuck not?" He asked me.

"Yes, why the fuck not, if that's what she wants."

"First there gets first go." He said suddenly and started ripping his clothes off. 

I followed, shrugging myself out of my things in double quick time, but he'd got a head start and he threw himself between her legs while I was still trying to get my pants off. He fucked her like a rabbit and it didn't take him long before he was grunting and gasping and I knew he was filling her cunt with his spunk.

"I liked that." She told him as he rolled off and climbed shakily to his feet. "Shame you couldn't last a bit longer. I could have done with more than a squeeze and a squirt, but better a little bit than nothing at all."

Mike flamed with embarrassment at her criticism. 

I had the advantage of having 'sloppy seconds' (my first!) to slow me down and of knowing I had to take my time, so I thrust into her at a steady but regular pace, determined not to shoot too soon. 

"That's better." She said, her breathing quickening and her fingers digging into my shoulders. Sex seemed to be sobering her up a bit.

I don't know what I was expecting, maybe something different, but it seemed much the same as when I shagged Jean. I suppose I thought that I'd feel her passage full of wrinkles or something, it being so much older, but it wasn't, it was lovely and soft and smooth and warm, and I was thoroughly enjoying it. I held out a lot longer than Mike, but it was good enough that very soon I felt myself getting close to cumming.

"I'm going to cum soon." I told her, expecting a complaint.

"Good, so am I." 

I hadn't expected that answer. I didn't even know that women did cum. If Jean ever did, then I hadn't noticed and she hadn't said. This unexpected news knocked me out of my stride and my impending climax temporarily disappeared again as I tried to come to terms with the idea of a woman cumming.

But I kept on shagging her, and even put on a bit of a spurt trying to get my climax back. She began to moan sexily in my ear, each noise a little bit louder than the last. Now I knew she really was going to cum (though I didn't know quite what that entailed) and that put me back on track, my balls began to tighten and I got ready to shoot. 

Just as I got to the point of no return, just as I pulled back for that last all important stroke, she called out, yelling that she was cumming and her pelvis started to buck underneath me. I plunged into her, my spunk pouring from my cock as I came, and her fingernails bit into my shoulders leaving great long furrows in my skin as she reached her own climax. It hurt like hell, but for some reason I didn't care, in fact it made things even better and I came harder than I'd ever done before. 

I remember looking at her cunt after I'd pulled out, wondering if she came some kind of spunk like I did, and if so where was it? Did women really cum? And if they did sometimes shoot a load, then how would I know the difference between my cum and a woman's? It was many years later that I found that some women actually can ejaculate and what exactly it was all about.

"If that ever happens again, I don't care who it's with, I'm going to go second." Mike told me afterwards. "That looked like the best shag ever, and I tell you what, your legs were more wobbly than hers afterwards." He was probably right about that.

Doreen fell asleep on the carpet after I'd climbed off, and so Mike and I got ourselves dressed and quietly left, making a vow that we would never tell anyone what had happened and that we wouldn't even mention it between ourselves. We didn't think that Doreen would say anything, even if she could remember it, just in case her husband found out, and as nobody else knew so you would think that would be that, wouldn't you? You'd be wrong.

Nothing happened for about a week, but then on the following Wednesday, as Mike and I left my place for a night on the town we were waylaid by Doreen Faulkner. She was stone cold sober this time and looking grim faced.

"Come in lads." She pointed to her open door. "I think we've got something to talk about."

'This' I thought to myself, 'is when brown stuff and fan get acquainted'.

She indicated that we should sit on the sofa and then perched herself on the chair nearest the door, whether to stop us escaping or so that she could get out herself I'm not sure. This time she was neatly dressed in a soberly cut skirt and blouse, with nothing to show what was underneath.

"Right you two. You took advantage of me the last week, didn't you? Now I want to know -- who have you told?"

"Nobody, Mrs Faulkner." I tried to sound sincere instead of just plain scared.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, Mrs Faulkner." 

There was no way we were going to let that get around. To youths of our age a woman in her forties was ancient and we'd never live it down if our mates found out. She didn't need to ask, that was one secret that was absolutely safe.

"You can imagine what would happen if Jim found out, can't you? She asked us.

We could well imagine. He might have been locked up, but a lot of his hard-case friends were still walking free, and most of them carried knuckledusters and razors as a matter of course. We both nodded our reply.

"Good, so let's keep it between ourselves, eh?"

We nodded again, relieved that she wasn't about to tell him herself.

"But I'm still very pissed off with the pair of you about what happened. Didn't you think to use a rubber? How do you know you haven't made me pregnant? And how do I know you didn't give me a dose of clap?"

We stared at her blankly, we used condoms with our girlfriends (mostly), but we'd never even thought about using one with her, and now it was coming back to haunt us. We must have begun to look worried, because she spoke to reassure us.

"Well, don't worry, rubbers aren't needed, I never have been able to have kids and I don't expect either of you has anything nasty, have you?" 

We shook our heads dumbly.

"Now, what I want to know is, what are you going to do to make amends for shagging me without permission when I was pissed?"




Remembering Mrs. Faulkner



Suddenly I didn't like the sound of it; things were going in a wholly unexpected direction. Sex without permission was rape, wasn't it? And what amends had she got in mind? Did she want the garden dug over, the hall painted, or what? 

"But we didn't!" Exclaimed Mike. "You wanted us to."

"Jim wouldn't believe that. He'd believe you had me by force if that's what I told him."

Oh shit. He would too. He doted on her. I was getting scared and wishing that we'd never seen her get out of that fucking taxi in the first place. 

"So you owe me, don't you?" She pressed us.

"Yes, Mrs Faulkner." We said together. Anything to keep Jim out of it.

"Good, well now that we've got that out of the way, you can call me Doreen, in fact I insist that you do."

"Yes Doreen." We must have sounded like a couple of school kids answering the teacher.

"Right. Now, what will you do to make it up to me for what happened?"

"What do you want us to do, Mrs Fa... Doreen?"

"I want you to do it again."

It took both Mike and me a few seconds to grasp what she meant, but as realisation came we looked at each other in horror.

"We can't do that!" We both said it together.

"I think you can." She told us. "While Jim's away you're going to see to my needs in the bedroom department, and if you don't... Well, if you don't then I'll see to it that he gets to hear about what you did to me. Understand?"

We understood only too well. We'd been trapped by our own immature libidos into servicing a middle-aged woman until her husband became available again. We understood, but it can't be said that we liked the idea.

"Tell him then!" Mike reared up at her. "See if we care. If you tell him we'll say that you started it, and then it's you that's in bother."

"And who exactly do you expect him to believe?" She asked him quietly. "His wife of twenty-odd years, who's stood by him every time he's ended up inside, or a couple of good for nothing hooligans who spend their time tearing around on motorbikes?"

The answer was pretty clear, even to Mike.

"Now, just to set the record straight." She went on. "I'm fed up with going without a sex life each time he's away. But I'm not going to get myself laid by one of our friends who'll want to take over permanently, and I'm not going to go with a stranger who might be Jack the Ripper in disguise, so you two will do very nicely. Anyway, it'll be nice to enjoy a bit of young meat for a change."

We couldn't complain she wasn't being straight with us, could we?

"But you'll have to do it my way. I'm not just going to lie with my legs open and let you fuck me. I like a bit of variety, and I expect you'll learn a few things that your girlfriends will be glad about, so it'll come out fair in the end." 

I wasn't sure if that sounded good or bad at the time, but it certainly proved to be true.

"Okay." She said brightly. "Get your kit off and let's see if my memory of last week is real or not."

We sat there unmoving, too scared to undress and too scared not too.

"I said, get your kit off. Unless you'd like me to yell rape to Jim?"

We looked at each other forlornly and then, very slowly and reluctantly, we began to undress, draping our discarded clothes over the back of the sofa. It was noticeable that Doreen made no attempt to undress herself, even when we were both red-faced and naked, sitting on her sofa with our hands cupped over our flaccid equipment.

"Move your hands."

After a few seconds hesitation we both took our hands away, revealing our limp cocks to her gaze and feeling very embarrassed at having to do so.

"They're not a lot of use like that, are they?"

For a moment a vague expectation flared that she'd give up the idea, but the hope was stillborn.

"We'd better do something about it. Lay back, both of you, and spread your legs just a bit."

We did as we were told, wondering what would happen next and feeling about as sexy as an unwashed jockstrap. 

Doreen then began to undress, peeling everything off and folding it neatly before placing it in a stack on the seat of her chair. Clearly she didn't expect to be sitting back down.

It has to be said that she was remarkably well preserved for her age, her breasts were full but not flabby, her stomach was pretty much flat, age only showing in the wrinkles that appeared when she twisted at the waist, and her legs and bottom were still very well shaped. It's probably just as well really, because I don't think either myself or Mike could have ever responded if she'd been both old and out of shape.

When she had undressed she stood before us, hiding nothing and completely unfazed by her nakedness, and looked down as we wriggled with embarrassment under her gaze.

"Look." She said. "I was given to understand that young people these days were always ready for sex, but you two look as though I was offering a hanging. I want you to enjoy yourselves as well as me, because that'll be the only way to get the most out of it. So stop looking like you've lost a pound and found a penny and at least try to have fun."

At that moment I couldn't think of anything less likely to make me happy than the prospect of shagging what to me was an old woman, especially while my best mate looked on.

She stood there for a few moments and then knelt down in front of me, shoving my legs apart and shouldering her way between them. She looked at my shrunken cock, reached out and took it between finger and thumb, and then played with it, rolling it like a bit of loose skin between her fingers. Then, to my total astonishment, she leaned forward and put it into her mouth, closing her lips over it and massaging it with her tongue.

I'd see pictures of women sucking men's cocks in the sort of magazines lads hid under their mattresses, but it had never occurred to me that a woman might want to do it to me and I certainly hadn't expected Doreen Faulkner to do it. Judging by the incredulous look on his face, I don't think Mike had ever believed it would happen either, but let me tell you that nothing either of us expected or didn't expect stopped it from feeling abso-fucking-lutely fantastic.

For a little while all she did was hold it in her mouth and run her tongue around the head, but as it slowly got longer and harder she began to bob her head over it, taking it deep and then pulling back again. At the same time I noticed that she kept her hand flat on my stomach, presumably to prevent any possibility of me thrusting into her mouth and perhaps chocking her. I wouldn't have thought of that, and I couldn't see how anyone else might think of it in advance, as it were.

That proved to me that sucking cocks was something she'd done before, probably quite often, and I started to look at her in a completely new light. She might be the wife of one of the town's hardest criminals, but I'd always looked on her as the pillar of respectability. Even when she'd more or less blackmailed Mike and me into 'looking after her needs' I'd taken that as her trying to avoid promiscuity and staying reasonably faithful to Jim. But Doreen Faulkner accustomed to sucking a man's cock? That was something else. Most of the guilt I'd been feeling disappeared on the spot.

Mind you, it was to our (mine and Mike's) benefit that she knew what she was doing, because I for one wouldn't have had a clue and so I just let her get on with it. And she certainly did know what she was doing, her mouth ran up and down my shaft, lubricated with plenty of her own saliva, while her tongue swirled and worked around the tip and down my shaft behind her lips. It was wonderful, and got me to the point of cumming far too quickly.

"I'm going to cum soon." 

I warned her in plenty of time, but she took no notice whatsoever, if anything her head bobbed up and down even faster and more determinedly.

"Doreen. You'll have to stop, I'm going to shoot very soon and I can't stop it."

Once again she ignored me, although Mike later said that she nodded that she had heard, but I didn't see it.

"I'm cumming!"

I pushed at her shoulders trying to stop her getting my cum in her mouth, but she shrugged me off and carried on sucking. Perhaps she thought I could hold back a bit longer, but although I tried, I knew I would end up having to shoot into her mouth if she wasn't careful.

"I'm going to cum right now and I can't stop myself." 

I gave her that final warning with a voice cracked with tension and panic as I felt my balls tighten and the sensation in my cock heighten ready to shoot. She carried on bobbing up and down on my cock and I surrendered to the inevitable.

Jesus Christ, if anyone had told me how good that first time I shot my load into a woman's mouth was going to feel, I would never have believed them. My dam burst and my spunk flooded from my cock in great big spurts, and Doreen never flinched. She just kept on sucking and swallowing, gulping a little as my cum blasted the back of her mouth, but never spilling a drop. Now it was obvious that she had always intended for me to cum in her mouth, but I hadn't realised that until the first torrent had poured into her mouth without her recoiling in disgust. Joy and disbelief were the two main emotions at that moment, rapidly followed by intense happiness that such a thing could happen to me and a large portion of triumph that she's done it to me instead of to Mike. Mind you, the gloating was very short lived.

"Next time, don't bloody try and put me off." She complained, swallowing the last trace of my climax. 

I did perk my ears up at her use of the phrase 'next time', realising with excited disbelief that this wasn't intended to be the only time. Time would prove that indeed it wasn't, and in fact every time we met she would either go down on us or wank us off before what she called 'the real fun' started. She reckoned it allowed us to keep going that bit longer when we did get to fuck her, and maybe she was right. In any case, we weren't about to argue, it was all 'real fun' as far as we were concerned.

She smiled as she continued. "That should take the edge off of you for a while."

With that she went and knelt between Mike's knees and took hold of his erect and purple-headed cock. At least he's been pre-warned, and so he just opened his knees and slumped further down in his seat to let her get to him. From where I was sitting alongside them I had a better view than when she was going down on me, and no wonder I enjoyed it. She was taking so much of his shaft into her mouth as she nodded up and down that it was shiny with her saliva almost down to its root, and Mike is not tiny by any means. She was sucking so hard that her cheeks were drawn in and she was holding his scrotum in her palm, rolling his balls around with her fingers. She hadn't done that to me, but then I'd not spread my legs as wide as Mike had. I remembered the next time.

Mike was sprawling back in his seat, his legs parted, his eyes closed and little gasps and moans coming from his throat. He very obviously wasn't going to be long in cumming. Doreen had the experience, which is just as well, because where I'd overdone the warning of impending climax, Mike didn't give her any notice at all. He just groaned and let fly, catching her by surprise with a mouthful of his spunk. But I have to give her respect, because she hardly faltered, just pausing once to swallow the first flood before putting her hand around his shaft and milking him into her mouth, taking everything he could give without hesitation. When he was done and was lying limp and shaky in his seat she sat back on her heels and looked at us both with satisfaction written all across her face.

"I love the taste of spunk." She told us, smiling widely. "But that's the first time I've had two lots one after the other."

It was the first time any woman had had one lot from either Mike or me, but we didn't like to say so and we just sat there and smiled back.

"Right." She said after a minute or so. "That should slow you both down a bit, so shall we go upstairs and start properly?"

Start properly? What the hell did she call what we'd just done? But we weren't about to say no so we were quickly ensconced in Doreen's bedroom with her in the middle of the bed and Mike and I on either side of her. 

As soon as we were stretched out she turned first to Mike and then to me, kissing us both on the mouth, not tongue fencing but just giving us each a full on open mouthed kiss as if to show that there should be warmth and friendliness in our liaison. I know it might sounds silly, but I appreciated her doing that quite a lot. It is, after all, nice to know that you're more than just a perambulating penis. 

She wriggled up a little on the bed, put her arms around our shoulders and pulled us both towards her, making us roll onto our sides.

"Kiss my nipples." She told us. "Suck them."

As I've said, she had quite a nice figure for her age, and her breasts were full and still quite perky. But what made them so nice were those nipples, big and brown, they stood proud of her breasts like little drums, and I was only too pleased to suck on one. I leaned over and took the nearest one into my mouth, a warm and hard little rubbery nubbin that fitted between my lips as if it belonged there. Mike must have thought the same because I heard him give a little 'mmm' of pleasure next to my ear and when I glanced across at him he winked happily at me with his mouth fastened to Doreen's other nipple. 

I remember that the thought went through my mind that this was a bit like being suckled by my mother because both women were about the same age, but then she had never offered to suck my cock, so perhaps age was the only similarity. Certainly I could never imagine my mother giving my father a blow job either, in fact I couldn't imagine them having any sort of sex, but my existence is proof enough that they did. Funny what goes through your mind when your mouth is fastened over a lovely hard nipple, isn't it?

Doreen was making little pleasure noises, tiny groans and 'mmm' sounds, while we sucked on her tits and with my hand resting on the top part of her stomach I could tell that her heart was starting to race and she was breathing harder. She was obviously getting turned on and it occurred to me that I could help that by fingering her, so I reached down towards her pussy find that I'd been beaten to it. My searching hand came across Mike's, already there and with his fingers thrusting regularly into her. Pissed off, I just let my hand rest on her stomach, just where her bush started, and where I could masochistically feel her move against him.

"Play with my clit, Dave." She told me in little gasps.

My eyes looked up at her enquiringly with my mouth still full of nipple.

"While he's got his fingers in my hole it would be lovely if you played with my clit."

I still looked at her blankly, not having the faintest idea what she meant.

"My clitoris." She repeated. "You know what a clitoris is, don't you?" 

She was gasping and moaning between the words by this time, but that didn't help me. I hadn't a clue what a 'clitoris' was, or where to find one even if I'd recognise what I'd found. I shook my head, nearly dislodging her nipple from my mouth in the process.

"Fucking shit!" She groaned in frustration. "Never mind, you'll find out."

I felt ashamed at my lack of knowledge, but I don't think Mike knew what it was either, judging by the look in his eyes, and I took some comfort from that. It didn't seem to matter too much either, because Doreen was getting closer to cumming, the same little signs as last time were appearing, leading up to that shout of 'I'm cumming' that had so confused me the last time. Clearly I had a fair bit to learn.

After she had orgasmed Doreen lay for a minute or so just panting and shaking, before she started on our education.

"Do you know what a clitoris is, Mike?" She asked him. "Because Dave doesn't."

I felt embarrassed once more and Mike tried to cash in on that by claiming superior knowledge.

"Yes, I reckon so." He said, with more enthusiasm than conviction.

Doreen pushed herself up the bed, rested her back n the headboard and opened her legs.

"Show me where mine is then." She commanded.

Mike 'erred' and 'oohhed' for a minute and then pointed vaguely in the general direction of Doreen's vagina, his face turning a delightful shade of pink as he did so.

"That's what I thought." She told him. Spreading her legs even further and reaching between them with her right index finger.

"This is my clitoris." She seemed to be pointing at a tiny growth sticking out from under a fold of skin near the top of her slit.

"When you boys want to make yourselves cum you rub your cocks, don't you?" She asked rhetorically. "Well, when women want to cum they rub their clits, and it really does the job."

We must have looked a bit doubtful that such a tiny thing could be as nice to play with as a seven inch cock, so she went on. 

"Try it on your girlfriends and see what happens. But try to make it look accidental or they might want to know where you found out about that particular female trade secret."

She looked at me and then at Mike, before turning back to me. "Now touch it, rub my clit for me Dave, let's see if you can do it."

Well of course I could do it, now that I knew what I was looking for. I put my hand on her pussy and felt around for the little thing she had called her clitoris. I found it fairly easily because I was looking at her pussy, but I was genuinely surprised to find out that it was actually hard to the touch, a bit like a small pea buried in the flesh of her pussy, or so it seemed at the time.

"Yeesss!" She exclaimed as my fingers settled on it. "Now rub me from side to side."

I did as I was told, playing with a part of a woman's pussy that I'd never really explored before because usually I'd gone straight for the way in. It was obviously having a good effect because and her eyes closed, her head went back and she took deep ecstatic breaths.

"Jesus, you're a natural." She told me happily.

"Now you have a go." She told Mike after a few minutes, relegating me to the position of jealous onlooker that Mike had been occupying up until now.

Mike did the same as me, putting the pad of his forefinger on the end of her clit and rubbing vigorously from side to side. Now while this undoubtedly works, there are much more effective techniques that we would learn about in good time and to which Doreen alluded to when she spoke again through teeth clenched from rapidly increasing arousal.

"Christ, but your girlfriends are in for a treat, both of you. Stop now Mike, or you'll have me cumming again before I've been fucked, but remember next time that you can do pretty much anything you like to that part (her clit) and it'll feel nice whatever you do."

Mike took his hand away and Doreen lay back, letting out a long sigh of contentment.

"Now I want fucking, but nice and slow and easy." 

Mike must have thought she wanted him to do it, unless he was just trying to get in first regardless of what he'd told me before, because he rolled towards her with every intention of rolling on top until she stopped him halfway with a hand on his chest.

"Wait like that." She told him and then half rolled towards him so that they both lay on their sides facing each other. Then she slung her leg over his thigh and wrapped her arms around him, holding him close.

"Fuck me Dave." I could see the surprise written large on Mike's face when Doreen said that. "Fuck me from behind nice and slow."

I shuffled up close and found that it was much easier than I expected to enter her in that position so long as I leaned my belly close, but far less easy to go at it like a bloody rabbit. She knew what she was doing did that one.




Remembering Mrs. Faulkner



"Oh yes." She said, as my cock slid deep inside her.

This was a new position for me. I'd fucked Jean doggy style a good few times, but this was the first time I'd taken a woman from behind in any other way and I found it very unlike anything else I had tried. It wasn't hard work, but it wasn't as easy, and it was almost impossible to get a good, hard, deep thrust into my partner, but this was obviously just what she intended. Whether I liked it or not, she was going to get fucked nice and slow as requested.

As it happens, I did like it. The sensations were different, very different. Maybe more concentrated and certainly slower to mature, but when I felt my climax begin to build I could tell that it was going to be a good one. It was too. The position stopped me from just ramming myself into her when I came, and instead I just had to burst inside her and flood her pussy with an almost stationary cock. But don't let me mislead you. Just because it wasn't a wham-bam climax didn't make it less enjoyable. In fact it made it even better than before, because I felt every little spurt blast out of my cock to freedom inside Doreen's pussy with the most incredible satisfaction. 

After I'd finished I lay there for a few minutes gasping for breath until my cock softened and slipped wetly from her body to rest on her thigh. Somehow it didn't seem quite right to have my limp cock lying against the top of her leg, and so I rolled away onto my back, still panting from my climax.

Doreen must have been getting close to her own orgasm, or at least still urgently needing to feel a cock inside her, because as soon as I moved away she inched herself around so that she was facing me and presenting Mike with her backside. 

"Your turn, Mike." She told him.

I think he had already figured that out, because even as she spoke he was shuffling up to her, his hand holding his cock and pointing it towards its target. Doreen's pussy was full of my spunk now, and so Mike slid into her with no resistance whatever, his belly banging up against her bum cheek and pushing her forward so that she almost rolled on top of me. He couldn't get much speed up, but he'd certainly managed some force.

"Take it easy." She looked over her shoulder at him as he pulled back for another thrust. "I want this nice and slow and easy, not like you're poking the bloody fire."

Having put Mike in his place and made me smile inside, she turned back to me and put her arms around me, pulling me onto my side again, but this time face to face with her.

"Hold me." She said, and I put my arms around her just as I would have done my girlfriend. 

It was a strange scenario. There I was, embracing and cuddling a naked woman who was over twice my own age, while my best mate fucked her from behind. If someone had told me I'd be doing anything like that I would have told them not to be so stupid, but do you know what? It felt so damn good.

I held her close, kissing her cheek, nuzzling her ear, all the while feeling her hands stroking my back as her whole body moved alongside me in time with Mike's now slow and sensuous fucking. She spoke into my ear, telling me how good it felt, though I'm still not sure if she meant just Mike's cock or the entire experience, and how glad she was that she'd got drunk that night a week or so before. I must admit, I was getting happier about everything too.

After a while of feeling her body rhythmically rubbing on mine, my cock began to respond once more and seemed automatically to seek out her crotch, rising to press against the top of her thigh. I just hoped it wouldn't become uncomfortable.

Doreen had noticed my returning erection too.

"My God." She whispered, stating the obvious. "You're hard again."

Having my erection pushing against her stomach while Mike was fucking her seemed to get her going even more, because she soon started making those sexy little noises that she'd made before when an orgasm was building, and which I soon discovered she always made.

"I'm gonna cum soon." She whispered to me. "This is so bloody good."

With that she clamped her mouth over mine and pushed her tongue into my mouth, pressing herself up tight against me with her arms clutching at my back as hard as she could. Now I heard her 'I'm cumming' noises being gasped straight into my mouth, at the same time as Mike's breathing got noisy and he began grunting that he was getting close. 

As both she and Mike got closer to cumming their movements became less coherent and definitely less restrained, until one particularly heavy thrust from Mike made her gasp loudly and jolt back against him. That, it seemed, was all my cock was waiting for, because it slipped neatly between her legs as if seeking entrance to her already occupied pussy. Doreen's eyes widened as my cock slid along her labia, and Mike stopped dead momentarily as he felt his shaft rub past my intruding penis when he thrust into her. 

For a moment I felt mortified. I'd never touched another man's cock in any circumstances, and definitely not with my own while he was having a shag, and I tried desperately to pull it away. But Doreen wouldn't let me. She grabbed hold of my hip and heaved me closer to her, at the same time gasping to Mike not to stop. Mike must have been feeling unbelievably horny, because he started plunging into her as hard as he could, his slippery wet shaft sliding past my own trapped cock as he got hotter and hotter. I'm pretty sure I couldn't have continued if things had been reversed.

It is a weird but highly erotic sensation to hold a woman close as she orgasms from being fucked by a friend, especially when she gasps an appreciative 'oh' as his cream floods into her cunt, and even more especially when you can feel his spunk racing in spurts along his shaft and past your own cock on its way in. 

I'd never have believed that I would be in that situation, and I certainly wouldn't have believed that I'd find it enjoyable, but I fucking well did. That day was the first of many sex education lessons that Doreen Faulkner gave us both, together and separately, always more practical than theory, but always telling us how and why we should do things. She was the best teacher anyone could have, and so what if it started as a form of blackmail, frankly my dear, I didn't give a damn. 



Remembering My College Years!



This is a little departure from my usual creampie stories. Yes there are creampies in it as they are my favorite. But there is some male bisexuality as well. If this offends you, please skip this story. Thank you.

When I think back to my college years, I always smile. Especially because of the pranks we played on each other and what we had to do to pledge our fraternities. In fact, that's where I learned about eating a creampie. 

My wife boasts that at least I learned something useful in college. Of course, that was with the benefit of time. Such was not the case on our third date. That was the first time I went down on her after we made love but definitely not the last.

As soon as I came in her, I automatically slid down and began sucking it all back out of her. She almost screamed in horror. I stopped and explained how all the other girls I had known had enjoyed this. You guessed it, she did too! She said, "Well, if you really don't mind it, it did feel good."

Moments later she was clutching my head to her pussy as she had a violent orgasm. Now, she expects it.

Now let's get back to reminiscing about my college years. I'll start with my brother's involvement. His name is Joe and he was a member of the biggest fraternity on the campus. He is a year older than me. He is also smart and was (still is) very athletic. Most of all, he was a ladies man in school. I wasn't quite as blessed with the ladies back then.

I really wanted to go to school with him and that made my family happy. Once I arrived on campus, he was the one who suggested to me that I should pledge his fraternity. I hoped I would meet some girls this way and hang out with my brother.

So I decided to go to the frat house and see if I could fit in. When I got there, there were probably about twenty guys at the house. They were all just sitting around, drinking beer and looking at porno magazines together. They were also talking about some party tonight at the sorority house.

When one of the guys first saw me, they asked my brother Joe, who I was.

"He's my brother and he wants to join our fraternity," he proudly replied to this guy. I later found out his name was Stan.

Then another guy spoke up and said that even though I was his brother, I still needed to do something crazy if I wanted to join. "You know, sort of a hazing prank."

So Joe asked them, "Like what?"

So Stan suggested, "Have him go over to the girl's sorority house and steal a bunch of panties. Make sure they're the dirty ones. These girls are the hottest on campus. I want to sniff a few of them!"

The rest of the guys all joined in with gusto. I was a little shocked at their openness, but this was college. I wondered how hot these girls really were.

Joe said, "You know that they'll kill him if they catch him with their underwear!"

"I know, isn't that the point, to send him out on a real challenge?"

Joe said, "Alright then, now you know your mission. But don't get caught, we already had a guy get kicked out of school for doing the same thing. If you can pull it off, you can come to the party. Incidentally, the party's at the same sorority house your going to, so be careful!"

I asked him where I should meet him.

"I can't go tonight; I'm going out with Alicia and hopefully I'll get laid. Meet up with Stan and I'll see you tomorrow."

I said okay and was out the door.

I made my way over to the girls' house and went around back. There wasn't anyone there. So I tried the door and it was unlocked. This was going to be easy, I thought. 

The house was neat and clean downstairs. You could tell that girls lived here. Then I went upstairs. That was a different story!

I looked in their rooms. What a mess. Their clothes and shoes were everywhere, which made my job easy. All their dirty clothes would be in plain view. So I quickly went from room to room and gathered up some dirty panties. Most were on the floor but some were in laundry hampers.

Needless to say, I had plenty of their stuff in no time at all. In the last room I went to, I saw a picture on the dresser. It was a picture of the girl that lived in this room and she was hot! She was all dressed up and the picture was taken in this very room.

Then I saw on the floor, that there was a sexy little black mini-skirt with a black g-string still tangled up inside of it. The skirt was so short, that it was probably hard for her not to flash her crotch to other people. Not that any guy would mind.

There was also a pair of black strappy heels next to this pile of clothes. They must have showed off her legs and feet. I love women's feet, especially when they're manicured.

I could tell that she had gone out in this outfit and then took it off in a hurry. I wished I could have seen her in it and then watch her get out of it too! First, I bent down and grabbed one of her high heels. I could see the imprint of her foot on the sole and drug my tongue across the top of the shoe where her toes went. It smelled sexy and I could taste her salty perspiration on the sole I wished that I could suck her toes for real. 

My attention now turned to her thong that was still inside the skirt. I picked them up and pressed the crotch to my face and inhaled deeply. It smelled so strongly of her pussy and a hint of flowers, that I wondered how long they were on her and how long they have been lying here begging to be found. I was going to save this pair for me! I stayed for a while lost in this girl's womanly fragrance when I realized that I needed to keep moving.

I was as hard as a rock, as I left her room with my prized possession when I heard a sound. It was more like a moan and I went to check it out like an idiot. It was coming from down the hall and in another bedroom. The door was open a crack, so I peered in.

My eyes beheld a beautiful young woman with long brown hair. She was lying naked on her bed and on top of her, was some guy who I didn't know. But she definitely did because he was busy fucking the shit out of her.

As she lied beneath him, this dark haired beauty continually moaned and encouraged him to fuck her harder. My dick was still hard from sniffing panties and seeing this made me want to start jerking off. I could tell he was close to losing it and so was I. 

He rammed himself into her pussy, over and over. Her legs were up on his shoulders. In that position, I could see her feet. They had a French manicure and looked delicious. Apparently, he thought so as well. She put them on either side of his face and he turned towards one and began to suck on her toes.

She began screaming with pleasure. "Oh please suck them, suck my toes while you fuck me!" This pushed him over the limit. He drove his cock in deep and I watched his muscles contracting. It was a big load for sure and she felt it filling her up.

"No! Not yet, I'm almost there," she yelled.

Her pleading was too late. He remained buried in her pie for a few more seconds so his nuts could continue to rid themselves of their precious baby making fluids. Then finally, he was satisfied and hastily withdrew his cock from her and told her he needed to get back. When he got off of her, I could see her pussy from the door. It was gorgeous. It was red and puffy and her lips were still splayed open from his cock. Some of his milky white cum had already begun to gather near the bottom of her pussy.  

"What about me?" she asked.

"Sorry, you're too beautiful. I couldn't stop myself," he replied as he threw his clothes back on and left quite embarrassed.

What kind of guy would do that to a hot piece of ass like this and expect to get a return engagement?

"Just great," she said with great disappointment and obvious frustration.

I had to duck into the next room, so he didn't see me. I tried to be quiet and waited till I heard the front door close to make my escape. I slowly reopened the door and to my shock, there she was. She was standing there in her bare feet with nothing on but a robe.

I was busted. 

"What the fuck are you doing here and why were you standing there watching me get fucked. Well answer me you perv."

I thought about running away from her but as luck would have it, two more girls came up the stairs.

"I caught one of them, call security!" she yelled to the two girls who were approaching us. I recognized one of the girls. She was the one who's panty's I had just been sniffing and she was even hotter in person. The other was a beautiful blonde.

I begged them not to call the campus security. I told them my name and the story of trying to pledge like my brother.

The blonde asked, "Who's your brother?"

I told her his name and she smiled. Then they all said that they were going to "teach me a lesson for that" and someone said, "Cheese". That's when I saw a flash and saw a camera in the hands of the girl who I was watching before. Apparently, she had slipped back into her room to retrieve a camera. Now she had a Polaroid of me, holding their panties.

The other brunette said, "Make it a good lesson too, he's got the panties that I had on last night in his hand and they all looked in my hand.

"You'll really love those, you perv. I was out dancing in them all night and I just got home. I bet they smelled nice and ripe! You did smell them didn't you?"

"Yes," I said.

"Anything else?" she asked.

"Your shoes," I said.

The other brunette who screamed when she had her toes sucked, perked up.

"Bullshit, you didn't. Then do it now or I'll start screaming," she said. 

"If you don't do what we say, I will give this picture to the Dean and to security. Do you understand me?"

I was panicked. She wasn't kidding. She had a photo of me with a handful of panties inside their dorm. So I bent down and kissed her feet. 

"That's nice but I meant my panties," she said.

So I brought them back to my face and started inhaling.

The blond went, "Eww gross, now sniff the crotch".

So I did as she said. They smelled intoxicating.

"That's not enough. I could tell you enjoyed that, though I don't know how," she said.

She was right. It was erotic to do this in front of them. Still, I pleaded with them not to bust me. "I'll do anything!"

The brunette with only the robe on said, "Anything?"

"Anything, I swear," I begged.

So the blonde had another idea. As she revealed her plan, the rest of us listened. None of us listened more closely than, yours truly.

"Your fraternity is coming over for a party tonight and a party they will receive. Not from us, but from you."

I said that I didn't understand.

"Listen, at this party we need a pledge to lock herself in that bathroom and service the guys, as a way for her to pledge our sorority."

I looked at the room and saw a bathroom door with a hole in it at crotch level.

I said, "She blows them in there?"

"Well, sort of. Her identity is kept a secret because she is inside the bathroom and the guys push their penis's through the hole to her."

I asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"We had a girl already picked out for this honor but now you'll take her place."

My mind was numb. "There's no way. I'm not gay," I said.

"That doesn't matter. What matter is that if you refuse, then we go to security and you get thrown out. We already got some guy thrown out who did the same thing and didn't a deal."

One of the other girls called her a "genius".

"Nobody will find out that it's you in there. Do it and I'll give you the picture back and you can keep those."

She pointed at the underwear in my hand.

"Those are mine," the other girl said.

"Give them to him. He's gonna need something to remind him that he's a guy and what a pussy smells like after he gets through with all that cock," the blond said.

I knew if I got thrown out, that I'd end up back home in some dead end job.

"Okay, but only as long as it's kept a secret."

The blonde seemed very pleased and the other girls gasped in surprise. One said, "You will?"

"Shush; never mind her. You go lock yourself in and I'll come in after they leave and give you the picture back and maybe something more!"

She was hot and I hoped she meant it. 

Then the brunette in the robe said, "Wait, before you lock yourself in there, I've got something for you to take care of first. I'll break you in easy and see how you like the taste."

I thought the taste of what?

"Come in here with me, I've got someone else's unfinished business for you to take care of for me," she said and walked me by the hand into her bedroom.

As the others walked away down the hall, they were all giggling. 

"Lie down on the bed. I'm gonna give you a little taste of what's to come." 

I did what she said. I was gonna finally get laid, I thought. "Don't you want me to undress?" I asked.

"No need to," she replied and opened up her robe. 

She was beautiful. Her body was tan and you could tell she was athletic. Her breasts were full, maybe 36c's and she had a small strip of pubic hair above her beautiful pussy. She crawled across the bed and when she reached my side she swung her leg across my body.

I looked up at this beautiful creature, waiting for what was next. I was trembling. Was she gonna fuck me with my clothes on?

"Okay, here we go. Now first suck on my toes to get me warmed up."

I began and could taste her saltiness again but much stronger. 

'That feels so good. My idiot boyfriend must have stepped on them a hundred times when we danced last night." We both enjoyed that and she pulled them away from me and I couldn't wait to see what was next.

"Now go slow and I'll cum more than once," she said.

Then quickly, she scooted up and I was face to face (well you know what I mean) with her crotch! When she made contact with my face I wanted to yell, but she had her pussy plastered to my mouth. Next, she grabbed my hair to keep me in that exact position. Her pussy was literally dripping with his cum and she smelled like it. She was sweaty and sticky all over.

"Suck me out and make me cum. I know you think I'm hot. I've never had a guy be able to resist me. Now suck my pussy clean for me," she demanded.

As gross as it seemed, I hadn't been with a girl this beautiful before. So I figured, why not give her pleasure and see where it could take me. So I began licking her pussy. 

She moaned and said, "Oh g-d, now go slow. All you guys are the same, you'll do anything for a taste of my pie. But either you're the most pathetic I've ever met or the most hard up. You'll even taste my little pussy when it's full of some other guys cum."

She was dominating me in every way and it was turning us both on.

"Does he taste good, do you like it? I know that he came a lot in me, I felt it. Usually he drips out of me all day but not today. Now I have you to clean my used pussy for me, don't I? You like his semen don't you?" she teased.

It really didn't taste too bad and I replied the only way I could. I went, "Mmm huh." 

"You like it and you'll do this again whenever I want?" she asked.

"Mmm huh," I said again.

"You really love his cum?' she said again.

"Mmm huh"

She squealed with delight and then returned to concentrating on my tongue. As I swallowed the thick cream that poured from her, she moved my face to wherever it felt best for her. Soon, she began to moan and then sat straight up on my face and cried out with her orgasm.

Her sweet cum flooded my mouth as her pussy contracted with her orgasm and I swallowed everything she had to offer. She was true to her word and stayed put on my face for another orgasm and then fell off to my side with exhaustion.

"That was so good, I needed that. I didn't think I was gonna get to cum today until you came along," she said.

"You were delicious and I'll do it again as often as you like!" I replied.

"He rarely gets me off with his cock and I've been stressed out with school. It'll be nice to have you around to take the edge off when I need to relax," she said.

I hoped she would help me out now as I needed to cum. But that was not to be.

"I through with you now, go in there and get cleaned up. Our guests will be coming soon, literally."

She was laughing at me as I shut the door. As I contemplated what had just happened. I thought, "What do I do?" I can't get kicked out of school and I certainly will. They have a picture of me for proof. Besides, now I had a hot chick wants me to eat her out on a regular basis. I didn't even care that it'll be filled with her boyfriends cum when I do it. His cum really didn't taste that bad anyhow. I didn't even know her name?

I decided that I needed to see this through and it wasn't too long before I heard some music and the sounds of people arriving for the party. I was stuck in here now.

They had been nice and brought me some food and drink earlier. By now, I was pretty buzzed on the booze. I could tell it was getting later and I was getting bored. It was around midnight, when I heard some voices outside the door. I peaked out the dreaded hole and saw the blonde explaining to my fraternity that their sorority had a new girl pledging.

"She's inside there and her job is to do everyone, as her way in to the sorority."

"Do us how?" a guy asked.

She'll suck you off as many times as you like," she said.

There was a hush of silence from the guys all across the room. You could feel every zipper straining.

I heard Stan say, "Are you serious? She'll do that?"

"Absolutely, and swallow every time. If she misses one drop she gone," she answered.

There was a cheer from the guys. My heart sank and so it began. I heard Stan's voice again saying, "I'm first, I need a good blowjob!"

I glanced at the door and soon I saw Stan's semi-hard cock pushing through the door. I hesitated and from the other side of the door I heard, 'She's backing out. Open the door and send her packing."

I knew there was only one way out of this room. So I knelt down and grabbed it with my fingers. "Never mind, she's alright." 

Then he turned his attention to me and said, "I hope you're not counting calories in there because me and the boys have got some serious cream for you to swallow."

His cock was semi-hard when it came through the door but it began to harden and grow in my hand. 

"That feels good, now start sucking it!" he said.

As weird as it felt in my hand, it was about to get a whole lot weirder. I kneeled down and licked across its head. His cock jumped a little and I heard a moan from the other side. I even tasted some of his salty pre-cum. It wasn't too bad. I might survive this.

Then I ran my tongue around its spongy head and began to suck on it. It felt so big and hot inside my mouth. It kept growing until it was really hard. I settled into a nice rhythm and felt him getting more and more excited as the time went on. I had had a few blowjobs in my past and knew what felt good to me and did those same things to him. Pretty soon, I felt it throbbing in my mouth and he began thrusting.

I wondered what it would feel like when he came. Would it gag me or would it be so foul that I would freak out? Then what would happen to me? I didn't need to wonder long.

Without warning, my mouth suddenly began to fill with his seed. I pictured the guy as he shot his load in the brunette on the bed. The way his muscles contracted as he shot his load into her pussy. How good he felt.

This guy was feeling the same way, only now, my mouth was the substitute. I pulled back a little but when I did that he just thrust a little deeper. He groaned again and his next blast went down my throat .By his third blast, he held still and I received the last of his thick cum. 

I held myself still with him in my mouth. As it softened, he milked out the last bit of semen from his cock and then pulled it back through the hole.

I swallowed his cum and noticed how thick and hot it was. It seemed to stick to my tongue. It tasted pretty good. I had heard some women despised the taste. I didn't know why? I didn't have long to contemplate how it tasted for long because another cock came poking through the hole looking for me.




Remembering My College Years!



This one was thicker and longer than the last. This guy was ready to go, as I could see he was already leaking pre-cum. I took his cock deep in my mouth and sucked it powerfully causing him to groan. "She's like a vacuum," I heard him say. I didn't recognize that voice.

I felt the veins on it pulsating in my mouth and its mushroom like cap, continue to grow. After about five minutes, his cock grew even thicker and harder if that was possible. I knew he was very close to cumming by the heavy breathing through the other side of the door.

"I'm cumming!" was all I heard for a warning before his torrential release.

I held him in my mouth as he gushed his sperm across my tongue. I choked a little at first because of the sheer quantity. He tasted stronger than Stan did, (my previous BJ), and there was much more cum. Besides the quantity, it was also hotter and thicker. I had to swallow at least three times. 

When he was through, he pulled back and slid out of my sucking lips and back through the hole.

"She's awesome. She swallows it all. If only it was always this easy. I put my cock through a hole in a door and she sucks me off," I heard him say.

"Yeah, she swallowed all of mine too! We need a door like this at our house," I heard Stan say.

Another cock soon replaced the previous one and so it went for me for the next two hours. Everyone took two turns and as I was getting tired, apparently they were too. I felt like I had consumed enough semen to fertilize a small planet. They thankfully stopped coming to the door and after a little while, there was a knock at the door. I peeked through the hole and saw that sexy blonde again. I hadn't seen her all night but I knew I was through.

"Let me in."

I unlocked the door and she came in. She said, "All the guys left. I think they're gonna smile for a week because of you. You certainly have held up your end of the bargain." Then she paused.

I was thinking to myself that I was glad that I didn't know any of the guys in the fraternity that well yet. The only person that I knew I had sucked was Stan. I could live with one and still be able to look the other guys in the face. 

She continued, "But I have one late comer. Do him and you're done."

Before I could say a word, she yelled "Okay" and I heard footsteps coming down the hall. She kissed me and then a cock came poking through the hole. It was longest and thickest of the night; He must really put the meat to the girls with that thing.

She whispered, "Suck this one really good and I'll even blow you at the end."

Hearing that, I eagerly put him in my mouth and heard him groan from the other side. I had no shame anymore. I sucked on wantonly without reservations. These girls had broken my will. He was already hard as if he had already been aroused before he got here. I bathed this cock with my saliva and began to nibble on its head. It surged with more blood and got even harder. 

The blond began to rub my crotch.

After sucking so many cocks tonight, I could now tell when his orgasm was approaching. After a few more minutes, I felt this one filling up fast with semen.

"Tease him," she whispered in my ear. "Don't let him cum yet."

So I did as she said and slowed down, just sucking on the head. He calmed down a little and then I began another all out oral assault. She had me do this over and over until he was moaning uncontrollably.

"I can't take it anymore," he said.

She whispered, "Yes he can. I sucked him like that in the car for almost an hour before we got here, but I told him he couldn't cum till we got inside."

We were both prisoners of this bitch. We were chained together by his frantic need to cum and my need not to get expelled. My only way out of this prison was through his orgasm and his way out was through my mouth. I would have gladly ended it so I could go home and I'm sure he would have ended this torment as well, but she wasn't through denying either of us our freedom quite yet.

So again, I began sucking on its entire length for him. I was pulling on it with my lips and tongue, over and over. It was throbbing with every beat of his heart.

"That's it, I'm gonna cum!" he cried.

She shook her head and I stopped. He was frustrated.

"No please, do it! I can't take any more!" he begged.

This voice was becoming more familiar to me but it was hard to make out. I knew this voice. The torture didn't stop. I teased him over and over for quite a while longer. His cock was continuously leaking cum rather profusely into my mouth by now. Every time he was ready to shoot, she had me stop. I began to feel really bad for him.

Then finally he began again in his tortured voice, "Oh yeah, here it cums!" I looked over at her and she nodded to finally do it. So as I continued, I could sense his impending orgasm again. "That's it...don't stop this time, I'm gonna cum Alicia, I'm gonna....." he cried also sensing that he would finally get to cum.

His cock swelled to impossible proportions. I had teased him past his breaking point and if I stopped now, I felt that he would go insane. My mouth was filled to capacity with him. I opened as wide as I could and sucked as hard and as fast as I could.

"Oh fuckkkkk...........!!!!" he screamed.

Then it began. A continuous stream of hot, sticky semen roared across my tongue. This load was immense. I had to swallow it immediately or drown. That's when I noticed the taste. He tasted really good. I know you're wondering how I could say this but it was simple. It just tasted good. And then the second blast washed across my tongue and the third and the forth. After everything I did today, I didn't care the why and the how. His seed was delicious and swallowing it down was my pleasure as well as his. 

"Fuck yeah, swallow it all Alicia!"

And I did. He pumped out every ounce of his milky seminal fluid into my mouth and I gladly received it. I still couldn't believe that I found his cum to be so delicious. It was hot and sweet. What was wrong with me? I only did this to stay in school but now I wanted more.

Unfortunately, now he was impossibly drained and very sensitive to the touch. So he pulled his cock out and I stood up. She yelled out to him ever no innocently, "I'll be right out sweetheart, don't move. I need to clean up."

"I bet you do," he replied.

She then handed me the picture and dropped to her knees.

She popped my cock in her mouth and in no time I was ready to cum. I wanted to last but I felt my balls fill and just as I exploded, she took me out of her mouth and pumped my cream onto the floor. I just stood there, weak in the knees, as she stood up and fixed her outfit. Then she opened the door and walked out. The door closed behind her with a thud.

I heard her say to him, "Well? I'm probably not as good at it as the pledge who sucked everyone off. You'd probably rather that she had done you."

I heard him reply, "I wouldn't want to know that. I love you and what you did. That was the best ever. You even swallowed for me this time, you've never swallowed my cum before."

That was true, she hadn't swallowed mine either.

"Wasn't this more fun than going out tonight?" she asked.

He said, "Hell yeah!"

"I want to do it again. Can you do it again so soon?" she said.

"Do what?" he said.

"I want to suck you off again."

"When?" he asked.

"Right now!"" she responded. "I don't know?" he said.

"I'll go back in there and swallow it again for you," she begged. 

That bitch! How could he refuse her?

"Please, please, please let me do it again! I want to swallow your sweet cum again," she implored him.

He was stunned. She was batting her eyelashes and licking her lips. But this was a college kid and I knew he could do it.

"I don't know?" he replied rather unsure of himself.

"Let me try. Please? You tasted so sweet and I promise not to tease you this time. Besides, after this, I don't think I am going to swallow again for a while," she said.

Now she was blackmailing him.

"Well then, if you insist. That's a tough offer for a guy to ever say no to," he replied.

He took the bait. She came back in and locked the door. Then I heard a sigh and he said, "I'll never understand you women will I?" Then his limp cock came through the hole again.

He got the only answer he expected. I took his soft cock back in my mouth for the last time.

"I guess not," is all he said and then relaxed as the pleasure of a blowjob returned to his penis again. His cock would only get semi-hard for the first ten minutes. It was like a challenge now and I began sucking his cock harder than this girl Alicia had ever done for him, I was quite sure. 

At one point, Alicia saw me tiring and had me move over as she sucked him for awhile. Then he surprised us both by saying, "Do what you were doing before. It was better."

She gave me a dirty look and pulled his stick from her mouth and fed it back into mine.

"That's it. Oh, that's so much better. I just don't know if I can cum again so soon."

"Wait, I have an idea." That's when he decided to begin sawing his cock in and out through the hole using my mouth as a pussy instead of passively standing there and having me doing all the work. I held my head still for him, as he thrust his cock through the hole

"Oh fuck, this is good. Let me fuck your mouth. This is real good. I can feel myself getting close."

I did as he asked and after another few minutes, I felt his cock swell even more. I could feel his excitement. In his mind, there was no teasing this time, just some hard thrusting into his girlfriend's open mouth. She had just begged him to let her swallow his cum. He never thought that anything that could cause him so much pleasure, would be the same thing that this beautiful girl desired so much. This was something he'd never have expected in his whole life and would never get again. 

I waited for his cock to serve me up seconds. It began to twitch again in my mouth as before and he began moaning again. Then he slowed down. What was he doing? He was gonna make it last as long as he could. He tried but it was impossible. I felt his cock surge and expand as it filled with his semen.

"Here it comes, so get ready. This is what you wanted, so suck harder!"

My mouth began to water in anticipation. It was degrading to think about, but I couldn't wait to drink his seed. He began to grunt and then he pushed himself through the hole as far as he could.

When he exploded, I couldn't believe this was his second load of the night. It was immense and even sweeter tasting this time. I sucked on his rod to try and suck it out of him. It was thick and creamy. His nuts squeezed out every drop, until he was dry.

I knew how sensitive he must be right now so I let him do all the work so as to not cause any friction. It took him quite a while to settle back down. I gently nursed on his prick and received little spurts of juice as a reward. 

This guy must have thought he was in heaven. 

Finally he had enough and was too sensitive. "Stop, please. That was so good, I can't take it anymore."

As he pulled his cock back through the hole, he squeezed out the last remaining drops of cum in his cock, as if sensing how much pleasure it was causing in it's consumption. I swallowed it down and then Alicia gave me a deep kiss and opened the door and left.

I peeked out the hole when the coast was clear. I saw them kissing but I still couldn't make out who he was and why he sounded so familiar and also, how it was that I knew her name. I heard him still talking to her about how good she made him feel tonight. When I finally saw who her lucky guy was, I got cold. These bitches had set me up good. The shockwave of what had just happened to me, rippled through my body.

Standing with this blonde was my brother, Joe! Then it clicked. Alicia was my brother's girl. That's why I knew the name. What had I just done? Why did she do this to me? He had said they were going out and she teased him on purpose. Now I had two massive loads of my brother's semen swimming around in my belly with all the other countless loads from his frat brothers. I felt sick to my stomach.

"Do you really feel better, sweetie?" she asked him.

"Fuck yeah, you should know. Those were the best blowjobs you've ever given me!"

They walked away holding hands as my stomach churned with the thought that I had just given my own brother the best blowjobs he said he had ever received.

The next morning I showed up with the handful of panties I had worked so hard for. The guys all said that I missed a killer party. 

My brother said, "Yeah, there was some pledge from the sorority who was in the bathroom and sucked everyone off through a hole in the door to join their group. Not so bad, huh? All we had you do was steal some panties!"

"Yeah thanks," I replied.

"But don't worry about me little brother; Alicia did the same for me, twice last night too. She even swallowed my jizz," he triumphantly announced.

A cheer went up.

"I told you she was a great girl."

If he only knew, I thought.

"Where were you last night?" he asked.

I said I stayed in and jerked off with the girls panties that I had stolen.

"Well, you made it in!" the fraternity.

I threw the panties on the table and grabbed a beer. That's when Stan came over to talk to me. I tried to put the memories of last night behind me but it was still too fresh. I swear I could still taste the cum in my mouth.

Stan said, "I just got back with Tim and Bill from the girls house. Our girls invited the three of us over for a quickie this morning. I wasn't sure I could do it after last night but we all got laid."

Just then, there was a knock. Standing at the door was Alicia. She saw me and smiled. My brother invited her in and all the guys were checking out her body as he introduced her to me. Of course I knew her only too well.

She glanced at the table and saw the panties laying there. She pretended to be mad and wanted to know why they were here?

Joe said, "It was a joke, my brother did to join the frat."

She said, "Well they're going with me and so is he. Something is wrong with the plumbing. After the party last night, I guess something just needs to be sucked out."

Joe said, "Relax sweetie, he can go. Is there anyone there?"

Alicia responded, "The girls are waiting. There are three of them there. They'll show him what needs to be sucked out. So it can drain properly."

He replied, "Well we can't make them wait. Tend to their needs little brother, will you?" "Of course," I said.

She winked at me on my way out. You guessed it. I was eating three creampies when I got there. Apparently, the word had spread of my oral skills and fondness for eating their creampies. Soon, I was in great demand in their sorority house. They set it up to appear that I was dating one of the girls casually at the sorority. It was a good cover to be over there and the girls used it to their advantage. I had many a creampie from all of them, even Alicia. 

She took great pleasure in having me eat her pussy after her and Joe had finished having sex. It was a definite dominant thing for her. She would try to make me feel weird because she was my brother's girl and I was eating his seed from her. But while she got off on that I enjoyed her creampie.

I had a great time in college after that. The girls all got to know me and treated me really well. If they were drunk and I was over, I usually could get laid. Life was good with lots of pussy and creampies.

Bob even said to me, "You've turned into quite the ladies man. You're at the sorority house before me and long after me. You must be doing something I'm not. What's your secret?"

I shrugged my shoulders and we both laughed.

Bob and Alicia went their separate ways after school, "How can she be so hot and cold like that? One minute she's literally begging to swallow my jizz and then it's back to never?" he said.

I never knew the answer to why she never swallowed his cum. I thought that she was missing out. But why she did it for him that once and never again, I could never tell. That was going to the grave.



Remembering My First Creampie



I still remember when the topic of a creampie first came up. 

My wife, who was then my girlfriend, and I were fooling around. 

We had gone out to enjoy a dinner and an early movie. I knew what I wanted for dessert.

She looked stunning, as usual. Julie has long black hair and hazel eyes. Her tits aren't that big but her ass is perfect.

She wore a pair of tight fitting jeans with an even tighter blouse that night. Too make matters worse (actually better); she wore a pair of heels that showed off her perfect feet.

She learned early on that I was an ass man that also had a foot fetish. She never had any problem indulging me in this area. In fact, often she would initiate the foot play.

When we had arrived back at my place, she told me that she was going to freshen up. I took that as a cue to light some candles and put on some music. I poured us both some wine and waited impatiently for her to return.

When she returned, I was stunned. She was wrapped in a small towel and nothing else.

She giggled when she saw my response. My mouth was open and all I could do was stare at her.

She coolly walked over to the couch and sat down. I wanted to devour her but couldn't decide where to start.

She smiled and asked, "Do you see anything here that you like?"

I leaned in and kissed her lips. Then I slid to her neck.

"Oh, that feels so good. Don't stop, I'm so horny tonight."

I had no intention of stopping. I laid her back and opened the towel. She was a sight to behold. Her nipples were already hard and were eager to be sucked.

I gently grabbed her right breast, as I sucked the nipple on the other.

"Oooh, that feels heavenly," she said.

She scooted up on the sofa and put one leg on the floor and one up on top of the cushions. This totally exposed her feminine charms to me.

I could smell her aroma wafting up to my nostrils. I was hard as a rock.

"Why don't you kiss me "down there"; you always do it so well."

I started to rip off my clothes but she stopped me.

"Do me first."

I told her that her wish was my command.

"Well, then I command you to suck my pussy. Wait, why don't you start here first."

She extended her long left leg to me. Then she took her foot and put it right in my face.

I inhaled and smelled her foot. It was wonderful. It smelled musky and erotic. I opened my mouth to welcome it inside.

As she slid her big toe in, I saw her start to rub her clit.

"Suck them slowly, I know how much they turn you on. I had them manicured and painted red for you."

I was going mad with lust. I grabbed her foot and began to suck all the other toes, too. Then I felt her other foot rubbing my cock.

"It's so hard! I love watching you suck my toes. It makes me hot. I've never had a guy so interested in my feet. I am so lucky. I even told all my girlfriends what you do. They're all jealous now because their boyfriends won't kiss theirs."

I hoped she doesn't tell them everything we do but it would be cool to be able to check out their feet and have them know it.

"Don't forget the other one."

So I sucked the other foot, too. It smelled and tasted as good as the other. Soon, she wanted more.

"Enough, foot boy. Come down here with your mouth, now. My pussy is so wet."

She laughed when she said that and pointed to her pussy.

I slid her toes out of my mouth and ran my tongue all down her calf and inner thigh. She shivered with anticipation.

When I got to her pussy, I wanted to tease her. Instead, I felt her hand on the back of my head. "It's time to give me some head."

That was pretty aggressive for her but I liked it. I heard her squeal when I buried my tongue, deep in her juicy pussy. Then I ran it all along her outer lips. She smelled wonderful and her scent was everywhere. 

I found her clit and began a gentle wagging motion on it with my tongue.

"Oh fuck yeah, that's it. Suck my clit."

I rhythmically stroked it and occasionally sucked it between my lips. After about ten minutes, I could tell she was getting close.

"Put a finger in me and I'll cum."

I looked up and asked, "Don't you want to me to fuck you?"

"Later, make me cum like this first. I want to cum in your mouth."

So I went back to her pussy and gently slid my finger inside. She was so wet and hot. I wanted to bury myself inside her twat so bad.

Remember, I was still fully clothed and my cock was tearing at my jeans.

As I sucked and licked her clit, I thrust my middle finger inside.

"Do it faster, I'm almost there."

She began to thrust her hips up and down. Her pussy got really wet and her hand was glued to the back of my head again.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum. Suck it, suck my pussy. I'm so close. Oh shit, here I cum, now suck me, please!"

Her pussy clenched down on my finger and she swung her other hand down, too. Now she pulled me into her crotch just as she began to explode. "OOOHHHH!!!! Fuckkkkk!"

She arched her back and almost lifted her ass off the couch as she exploded. I felt her juices pour out of her pussy. 

I removed my finger and moved my mouth to her pussy. When I did that she took one hand and furiously massaged her clit.

This sight was so erotic, I could have cum too.

"Suck it! Oh fuck yeah!"

Finally her hips came back to rest on the sofa and she stopped massaging her clit. But she kept up the pressure on the back of my head.

"Fuck yeah, suck all my cum."

I felt like I had just blown her after the way she had just humped my face and came in my mouth. Finally she stopped.

I moved back and stared. I had never seen her cum so hard. Finally she spoke.

"That was awesome. Now scoot back for a second. I did and she jumped off the sofa and headed for the bathroom.

I figured she needed to go after that massive orgasm.

My cock was as hard as diamonds. I waited for her to come out. When she did, I was more surprised than before. She was fully clothed again.

"What the fuck?" I said.

"Before you get pissed, just listen."

I said, "Okay" and she began.

"You know how you're always trying to get me to swallow your cum."

I was guilty, but aren't we all?

"Well, I figured in order to get you to agree to my little proposal, I would have to get you really horny first."

"Well you succeeded, I'm really horny," I said.

"Good, now do you remember when I told you that I told my girlfriends about your foot fetish?"

I said, yeah.

"I also told them about your other desire. You know, the one about me swallowing all of your semen."

You did not, I responded.

"I did and do you know what they said?"

I played along and asked.

"Well instead of telling you, why don't I show you."

She walked over to the couch and kneeled down between my thighs. She unzipped my fly and pulled out my sticky and very hard cock.

It felt so good just to have her finally touch it. She leaned in and sucked me deep. I was in heaven. 

I reached down and grasped her ponytail. I used it like a handle as I thrust my hips up and down.

I was so glad she talked to her friends about this. 

Apparently, they told her to go ahead and just swallow it.

I couldn't understand the big deal anyhow. It was only semen.

She looked up and pulled me out of her mouth. She began stroking me as she spoke.

"Does it feel good? Do you want to watch me swallow your cum for you?"

Before I could answer, she took me deep into her mouth again. I felt my swollen balls begin to burn. I felt my cock begin to twitch in her mouth.

Watching her orgasm had me ready to cum before she began her blowjob. I was going to explode now.

I closed my eyes and told her that I was gonna cum. I got ready and......Then I felt nothing.

What was happening?

I opened my eyes and looked at her, astonished. She was standing back up with a big grin on her face and headed for the bathroom again.

Now I was pissed. 

"What are you doing, I thought you were going to make me cum and swallow it?" 

I heard her laugh. She came out with fresh lipstick on and a big smile.

"I will, but first you've gonna do it. If you can handle it, then I can too. Now zip up and let's go. Everybody's waiting for us."

"Huh? I've got a hard on that won't quit. I'm not leaving and what's this about me swallowing?"

"That's what the girls told me. If you won't swallow it, then why should I. They also told me to get you really horny the first time you do it or you wouldn't do it."

She opened the door and said, "We'll be back in an hour and if you're good, I'll be swallowing it soon enough."

I don't know how but I stuffed my swollen crank back into my pants and we headed out. She told me we were headed to a dance club. 

All the way over, she teased me by ruthlessly massaging my cock.

When we got there, her friends were looking at me funny. 

One girl asked, "Well, did he do it?" 

She asked the girls to go with her to the bathroom and when they came out, they were all grinning and giggling at me.

We danced together for a while.

Her sexy friend Tina whispered, when Julie was at the bar, "You'll love it, semen is delicious. She really wants you to do it, too. I love when a guy does it for me."

I asked," You told her to do this?"

"Yum, yum."

I began to blush.

"By the way, do you like this toe ring I have on?" I told her it looked beautiful. 

Julie returned and said that we had to leave. 

The girls all yelled,"Enjoy! Yum, yum, yum!"

Julie squeezed my hand tight.

I looked back as we were leaving and I saw Tina wink at me.

I swear we made record time driving home. Tina's words were reverberating in my head.

When we got back to my apartment, I was desperate to finally cum.

"Listen, go get in the bed and I'll join you,"she said.

I shed my clothes and ducked under the covers. 

When Julie walked in naked, I wanted her immediately.

She got into bed and slid next to me. As I kissed her mouth she reached under the covers and began to rub my dick. It was as hard as steel.

"Go ahead and fuck me but remember that if you want me to do something for you, you show me first."

I got between her legs and put them up on my shoulders. I took aim with my cock at her moist pussy. 

She was beautiful and my poor cock had been teased and denied for hours.

I put just the head in and then slid my hips forward. As her warmth and wetness surrounded me, I felt my cock surge with lust.

I began a slow and steady rhythm. I knew if I didn't, I'd cum before I wanted too.

It felt so good finally being inside of her. She had her eyes closed and I continued pumping her with my cock.

I felt my semen beginning to fill my cock almost immediately. I knew that I needed a distraction.

Her legs were up on my shoulders and her feet were on either side of my head. So I turned to one and began to lick and suck on her heel.

This seemed to catch her by surprise. She opened her eyes.

"Don't, they're dirty now. You can suck on them later."

I told her that I didn't care. It tasted salty but I licked and chewed at it and then snaked my tongue between her toes. This made her begin to moan.

"Oh, fuck. That feels so good. Those shoes hurt my feet. What the hell, if you don't care. Keep sucking them."

I sucked her big toe and she moaned again.

"I'm so glad you like them, even after I've been on them for a while. You're so nasty. Oh fuck..."

When I turned to suck the other foot, she practically shoved her toes in my mouth. I love her feet and it showed.

"You like them a little sweaty, don't you. Wait till i tell the girls about this, too."

I new I couldn't hold out too much longer. Her pussy was getting wetter and sloppier with our combined juices. I began to pick up my pace with my cock.

"Roll over, I want to get on top," she said.

I stopped playing with her feet and pulled out of her pussy. I rolled to my back, glad for the break in the action.

She told me to close my eyes. I felt her get up on her knees. She went to straddle me but was kind of high and her pussy was on my chest. 

I expected her to shift back.

Next thing I knew, she slid forward instead. Her pussy was now firmly planted on my mouth. What a surprise. It was absolutely dripping. 

"Have a little taste," she said.

So I sucked real hard and found that she tasted delicious. I was so horny that I would have said anything to cum.

"Will you try it? Tina said it's called a creampie and her boyfriend eats hers all the time for her."

She slid back to let me answer and I said, "Please just make me cum and I'll do anything you want."

She smiled with satisfaction and reached over to her purse and pulled out some shoelaces. I was so in need of an orgasm.

I asked her what she was doing.

"You'll see."

She began to tie my wrists and then ankles to the bed. Once she had me restrained, she slid back over me. She raised her hips up and grabbed hold of my throbbing cock. 

In one motion she buried herself on it.

She began fucking me like an animal. I wanted to last but it was no use.

I felt the familiar burning in my cock. I felt it filling up with all the cum inside my balls. 

I yelled, "I'm gonna cum!"

Suddenly she pulled off of my cock and squeezed it hard. 

"Not yet!"

I couldn't believe her.

"Nooooo!! Please! Not again!" I begged.

"You're not ready yet."

I wanted to change her mind but instead, she turned around to sixty-nine me. She took me in her mouth and sucked very slowly. My prick was throbbing wildly. 

She would suck and lick me until I was thrashing about and then stop. She was very careful not to take me too far.

When I was able to speak, I begged her to finish me off. 

Instead, she would lower her pussy back on my mouth until I stopped. Then she'd rise up until I couldn't reach her with my mouth. 

I could smell her and it was making me crazy with lust.

She continued sucking me, without mercy, for nearly forty minutes more. I was cursing the fact that I had agreed to being tied up. 

Finally, she sensed I was at my wit's end and the teasing had to stop.

She spun around and sunk me deep into her pussy. It only took a couple of thrusts and I felt myself ready to cum. 

"Come on and fill me up. Put all that hot semen you have in your balls in my pussy. Then you can put it in your belly. Do you want it? Tell me you do or I'll stop."

She kept pounding herself on my cock as I passed the point of no return.

"Tell me!"

I screamed, "I want it, feed me my cum."

"Tell me again!"

"I want to swallow it, please let me swallow it! Oh fuck, here...I...cummmm!!!!!!"

I felt my cock begin to unload. Wave after wave of hot sticky semen moved from my swollen nuts to my cock and sprayed deep inside her pussy. 

"I feel it. It's getting so hot inside. You're filling me up. Make that creampie. Fill me up with your sperm."

Her pussy milked me dry. She had teased me all night and I was finally getting my relief. I just kept pouring my jism inside of her sweet cunt. I swear I never came that much in my whole life and that was exactly what she wanted.

When I finally stopped cumming, I felt wonderful.

"Now it's my turn. I can't wait to see this!"

I watched as she slowly disengaged herself from my cock. When she had raised herself up enough, my cock plopped out of her steaming gash. It was still jerking a little and was sticky and shiny.

She moved towards my face. I didn't see any evidence of sperm yet. That was a relief. Maybe I wouldn't come out.

She finally arrived above my face and lowered herself down. I could see that her pussy lips were still open from where my cock was just a second ago. They were swollen and shiny.

Some pearly white liquid appeared at the opening of her cunt. The smell was over powering. It was like raw sex. A combination of sweat, semen, and pussy all in one.

"Stick out your tongue and get busy. If you expect me to swallow, you have to show me that it's okay for you too."

I thought that if I could get through this, I was ensured of blowjobs to completion.

I began to lick her pussy. I licked the outside clean. She couldn't stop moaning her approval. It tasted a little salty.

"Now suck the inside. Suck me right where your big cock just fucked me. " I never would have thought I would be sucking her pussy after I had come in it. But here I was. I did as she wanted and stuck my tongue in her hole.

It felt warm and soupy in there. When I opened her pussy up with my tongue, I was greeted with a rush of my own cum.

It began to drain out across my tongue and filled my mouth.It was really thick, like egg whites or something.

"Oh yeah, I feel it. I feel it coming out. I made sure your nuts were really full tonight. Now suck all that nasty hot cum. Suck it, suck it out of my pretty pussy."

I had to swallow or choke on it because it was so thick.

So I swallowed the slimy gunk and was surprised. 

It didn't taste half-bad. 

I sucked her pussy hard again and received another mouthful. I had cum a gallon in her. Now I was swallowing that gallon back out. 

"Do you like how that semen tastes? Do you want some more?"

I went, "Mmmm."

When I did that, she went wild.

"I knew you'd like it. Suck that sperm out of my pussy just like a bitch. Suck my cunt dry."

She never spoke like this. 

I kept on licking her pussy for another ten minutes until she begged me to finally make her cum. 

She grabbed my head and practically forced her swollen clit on my tongue. She thrust her hips wildly as she humped my face. 

It was hard to breath. She used me for her pleasure as I sucked and licked her. Finally, she exploded. 

I drank her juices, until she was drained. Then she pushed me away and fell over in a heap, next to me.

"That was awesome," she said.

I told her that I hoped she tells her friends how well I did tonight, because I want to eat their creampies too.

She smacked me.

Then she said, "Well if you want to eat them, go ahead. But you're not fucking any of them. So you'll be eating their boyfriend's cum. Maybe you would you like that?"

I said, "I'll pass."

"Are you sure? I'm sure I can arrange something."

"Well maybe just Tina's creampie."

She smacked me again and we laughed, as she untied me.

"So tell me, will I like the taste as much as you did?"

I don't know but if you don't, I'll do it again for you.

"You better believe you're doing that again."

The next morning, I was treated to a magnificent blowjob. It felt great to blast my load down her throat.

"Mmmm, you tasted delicious."

I said, I knew.

Now all these years later, I still have her requesting me to eat her creampie. (So does Tina!)

It reminds us of the old days. 



Remembering My First Love



The year was 1930, I was eighteen at that time . I met her when her family came to work on my fathers farm. Her father and brother where to work in the cotton fields during the summer earning two dollars a week, while she and her mother helped around the house. Eery morning they would get up at five and make us breakfast and help with the chores around the house. We spent most of the time helping each other do the dishes and the clothing. She was vary shy at first wouldn't talk at all just listen to me talk . I stated to asked about where she came from and about her family and she finally started to answer me. We would talk for hours about where she traveled and the things she got to see. In all my eighteen years I never when anywhere but to town to get supplies. At night I would dream of places I would love to go. 

About a month after the where there I started to notice that I was always looking at her and watching her, and I hated that she would have to sleep in the barn on hay instead of a bed. One day we went down to the creek for a bath and I watched her as she took of her clothes.  She was still vary shy and she turned her back to me. When she came in the water I tried not to look but I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. She was so beautiful. She asked what I was looking at and all I could say was "you".  she looked at me like I was nuts but then she got beat red and smiled.  

After that day every time she looked at me she would smile. That night after dinner I asked her if she would like to take a walk with me.  She said yes, and we walked down one of the paths in the fields. when we got down the path a ways, I slipped my hand in hers.  She stopped and looked down at our hands, I went to let go but she stopped me and we started walking again.  The sun started to set, and it was a beautiful site just like her.  I got brave and stopped walking and pulled her to me and kissed her lips.  I thought she would pull away but she melted in my kiss.  When we pulled away we where out of breath, and it was getting dark so we walked back to the yard.  When we got to the edge of the yard let our hands part . I walked her to the barn and asked if she would meet me tomorrow for another walk after dinner, she smiled and said yes.  

After dinner the next day I went to the barn to get her.  We walked into the fields again, I took her hand in mine as soon as we where out of site of everyone.  We walked a good ways and then I kissed her again, her lips where sweet as honey. when we stopped kissing, I bent down and got the blanket I had brought out there when everyone was taking a nap after lunch . I sped it on the ground and pulled her down to me. she sat in front of me and lean in to kiss her again.  While we where kissing I put my hand on her knee and moved my hand up her leg little by little. 

When I got half way up she started to shake.  I asked if she was ok and she said that she was not sure if the ways right.  I asked her how she felt about me, she looked down and blushed.  I asked if her loved me and she shook her head yes, I told her that if both feel that way then it was right.  

She looked into my eyes and smiled and I started to kiss her again.  I lied her back on the blanket and moved my hand back to her leg.  I moved up leg until I fond her sweet spot.  Her panties where wet and warm.  I moved my hand across her panties and she sighed.  I slid my hand inside and she was so wet, I kissed her deeply as I slowly slid my finger in her pussy.  It was so hot and tight, I loved the feel of it.  I pumped my finger into and out of her a few times, when I pulled out she whimper a little.  I pushed up her dress and pulled her panties off. Her pussy was beautiful glistened in the sun all wet for me. 

I bent down and kissed her pussy lips and she jumped a little.  I stuck out my tongue and licked her pussy, it was so sweet like nothing I ever tasted before, she moaned and it only made want more.  I slid my tongue into her pussy and made love to her with my tonge. She came in my mouth and I drank her up until she was dry.  I slid back up and kissed her deeply again.  

I cuddled with her and gave her small kisses until the sun started to set, and we walked back to the barn.  I told her goodnight and thanked her for going for the walk with me.  After that night we made love in the field every evening before bed.  At the end of the summer she left with her family back where she came from.  When she left she took part of my heart with her.  I was in love with her but in that time and age it was unheard of be with another women. 

That was almost eighty years ago, a lot has changed since then . I was married to one of the farm boys down the street and raised our children on a farm and I also have grandchildren now, but sometime I think back to those days and wonder what it would have been like to be with her for ever.  We never talked again after that summer but I will never got get about my first love.