0 comments/ 166235 views/ 3 favorites Summer Fire Ch. 1 By: the dreamseeker It's a pig getting home from work. It's two bus journeys and on the last part I have to walk past that T-shirt factory where my Aunt Rose works. On hot days, there's usually a few women having a cigarette or a drink out on the steps, and they always shout rude remarks at me as I walk past. I try not to look at their provocative, languorous bodies clad only in their work-coats. Today was the hottest day we've had this year, and for once I was glad I was only in shorts. I was glad to get home though. Something strange happened today and I was still all wound up about it. I'm the only male in a warehouse of females, all of them old enough to be my mother. While I was packing boxes on the line this morning, Mrs. Meyer, the woman I sit next to, put her hand up my shorts and started to play with me. I tried hard to concentrate on my packing, because Mr. Snafe, the Foreman, was watching us and counting the number of boxes we pack in an hour. But the soft touch of her hand fumbling though my boxer shorts was really turning me on, and soon she was massaging my huge boner. I think she might have brought me off, except Mr. Snafe barked an order at her, and suddenly her hand was gone. I was really turned on for the rest of the shift. My shift ended an hour before hers, so at 3.00PM I got up and left, carefully overlooked by Snafe, and only by careful tweaking was I able to hide my erection before getting up off my stool. I knew all the other women would laugh if they saw me. So here I was, on this red-hot afternoon, letting myself quietly in through the back door, desperate for the touch of my hand, the escape that a long hard wank will bring. I knew both my mother and Aunt Rose would still be at work, so I went up the stairs and was about to go into my bedroom when I heard a noise. I stopped, my heart beating like a train. There it was again, that noise! Bedsprings squeaking, and it was coming from Aunt Rose's bedroom. Her door was a little open. Had Aunt Rose got off her shift early too? Slowly, and very quietly, I crept to her door and peeked in. To my surprise I saw her through the mirror. Aunt Rose's a beautiful mature woman, and seeing her lying there across the bed was quite a thrill. Her housecoat lay open, exposing the full expanse of her naked body. The bed was still creaking, and I looked harder to find out why. Then I realised. Her head was back beside the pillow, her eyes were closed. But she had her legs wide open, and was pushing her fingers hard in and out of herself as fast as she could go, her breasts wobbling with the movement that was making the springs squeak. With her free hand she was rolling her fingers round and round her nipple, and she was making these deep, snorting sounds. All the pent-up sex of the day washed through me, and I felt myself getting a huge erection again. I continued to watch, fascinated. Her bunched fingers were all shiny and wet, and she was really whacking them into herself, as hard as she could. My hand slipped up my shorts and grabbed at my cock, which had burrowed itself out from under my boxers and was stretching down my leg. I love the touch of my hot cock on my cool skin. I pulled at it gently, admiring the naked sweating shape of my Aunt's body as she came close to her orgasm. I heard her breathing, her snorting, growing louder, and then at last she started to cry out quietly. "Yesssss, yesss!!" she gasped, and her thrashings got wilder and her legs stretched further apart. Suddenly her whole body shook, three, four, five times, and then her hand fell away from her breast and she gave out a huge, over-sexed sigh. I crept backwards away from the door, tiptoed to my room and let myself in quietly. Once in my room, I couldn't wait. I immediately dropped my shorts and my boxers and flung them away with my foot. Then I stood in front of the mirror, watching myself as I rapidly whacked my fist up and down my great purple erection. I was bursting for this. Suddenly the door opened again. Aunt Rose was standing there, her housecoat held closed with one hand, the other on the doorknob. "My, you're a big boy" she said, smiling as she feasted her eyes on my erection. I still held it tight with one hand, and I could feel the veins throbbing. She stood there watching me for a moment, then, slowly... very slowly... she dropped the hand that was holding her housecoat closed. She drew it away from her body and I feasted my eyes upon her large, heavy breasts, the flowing shape of her stomach, the hairy triangle below it. "Do you like to wank, Billy? Did you like watching me wank myself too?" She walked across the threshold, observing me as I moved my hand slowly up and down my cock. "Would you like to watch me again?" I nodded, dumbly. I could feel my skin fit to burst, and I swallowed that huge lump that had formed in my throat. Aunt Rose sat down on the bed and opened her thighs again. I noticed how big and red and moist her pussy was, as she slipped a finger inside herself again. "Come on, Billy, kneel down in front of me and watch me closely." With my cock in my hand I knelt down on the carpet, just six inches from her pussy, and smelt, with a quiver of delight, the hot smell that came from her. "Here, wank yourself as you watch me, Billy" she whispered, and started running her fingers heavily over herself. Something stuck out between her fingers, and I couldn't help staring at it, as she mauled and rubbed at it. "That's my clitoris, Billy. It loves having a tongue licked over it. Would you like to try?" And with that, she put her hands both sides of my head and forced my face down on to her black wiry bush. The smell that came out of her was incredible, hot and musky and deep. And soon I was sticking my tongue into her, licking and tasting and salivating across her open flesh. She pushed and rocked herself against me, tightening her smooth thighs around my ears and drawing me in, deeper and deeper. I thought the root of my tongue was going to come off, I was licking so hard, until suddenly she let out a deep cry that rocked her body, and my head felt as though it was going to be crushed between her thighs. She pumped into me for a second or two longer, and then released me. "Good boy!" she growled. "Good boys need to cum too, don't they?" I looked up at her, tasting her saltiness across my lips and feeling her juices trickle down my chin. I nodded. She lifted me up, until I was standing in front of her. Then she leant forward from the bed and swallowed my stiff cock deep between her lips. God! I thought wanking was fun, but this was sheer heaven. Her soft lips slurped up and down the length of my cock, and her fist slid up and down the base of me. Without thinking what I was doing, suddenly I was fucking her mouth, pumping myself hard in and out of her lips, holding her head like a football between my hands. It was so wonderful that I erupted almost immediately, feeling my hot seed explode into her throat. I looked down and watched as my cum trickled from her lips, spreading down the length of me, still slipping in and out. With her tongue she licked down the full length and smiled up at me. "Good boy, good boy" she murmured, licking her lips. "Now Aunty knows what you really like, perhaps tomorrow we'll do the same thing." She gave my cock a little tweak, and slipped back out of the door, closing it quietly. I lay back across my bed, savouring the taste of her sex in my mouth, and lazily playing with my cock until it grew large again. Then, with a wantonness I had never before enjoyed, I pulled my legs up on to the bed, spread them wide apart and masturbated myself to a huge ejaculation. Then I lay back and fell into a deep sleep filled with dreams of Mrs. Meyer and Aunt Rose, and fingers and tongues and the suffocating weight of soft malleable breasts falling into my mouth... Summer Fire Ch. 2 Have I ever told you about Mrs. Meyer? She's the woman I sit next to on the production line. She's older than me, about the same age as Aunt Rose: a real Dolly-character .. huge breasts, thin waist, blonde hair and a terrible dirty laugh. She takes the piss out of me rotten, and is always touching me up, stroking my cock under the bench, rubbing her breasts across my head as she leans over me. I find her a real turn-on, but I have to be really careful. The other women have got eyes like hawks. One day I stood up from behind the production line and they saw my erection. They all pointed and laughed at me and ribbed me about it for a week. That didn't stop Mrs. Meyer, though. I just have to be more careful. Yesterday, that was Wednesday. That was the day I got home and found Aunt Rose masturbating. I'd not been able to stop thinking about it, and carried a raging hard-on all day. Luckily no one but Mrs. Meyer spotted it. The funny thing was, Mrs. Meyer remained distant all morning. Quiet. Almost ignoring me, which is very unlike her. Mind you, the heat in the factory was unbearable, even with the air-conditioning flat out. This had to be the hottest summer ever. At lunchtime, Mrs. Meyer stood up and went over to join the other women. I finished packing my last box and slipped into the toilets. I was desperate for a wank. Thinking about what happened with me and Aunt Rose yesterday was making me really horny. But once inside the men's toilets, I got a real surprise. Mrs. Meyer was in there too. But my erection didn't subside. She was leaning against the cubicle door, looking at me in a strange way. "Mrs. Meyer .... " I stuttered, "what are you ....?" My eyes flicked towards the door, thinking that someone might come in, but then I remembered. There's only a couple of us guys at the factory anyway, and those other two were off today. I was the only guy there apart from Mr. Snafe ... and, well, you can't really include him. My voice trailed off. As I looked at her, I realised that she was slowly unbuttoning her work-coat. "This heat makes me horny.." she said. "Make you horny too, doesn't it?" She looked down at the way my cock was trying to burst out of my shorts. "So you don't mind if I cool off a little?" She continued to unbutton her work coat, then she flicked it back and put her hands on her hips. "So whaddya think?" she said, with a smile on her lips. She was beautiful, her large breasts barely covered by a black lacy bra, and her bush sneaking out either side of her thong. "You're ... lovely... " I gulped. I felt blood rush into my head, and somehow I couldn't breathe. Suddenly it felt hotter than it had before. "Come over here." she ordered. I walked towards her, and she reached for my hands and put them on her breasts. "You like breasts don't you, Billy? I've seen you looking down the women's overalls. How d'ya like mine?" "They're gorgeous," I mumbled. She pulled me closer until my face was a few inches from them. Then she reached behind her back and unclipped her bra. As it fell away, her breasts tumbled into my face. Just like the dream I've had so many times. "Go on, suck'em," she said. I felt her hands groping amongst my shorts. "Come on Billy, yes!! That's right, suck them, lick them, mmmmmmmmm that's nice...." And as she moaned and sighed at my feverish sucking, I felt her slip my shorts down and pull out my cock. During work she was always playing with me, but somehow this was better. This was real, and I knew she was getting a real hit off touching my fat, pulsating cock. So while she pulled and twisted and played with me, I sucked on her nipples and licked all over those wonderful hanging breasts. Then I moved my free hand down and slipped underneath the elastic of her thong. My whole hand crept underneath, and my fingers found her hot wet slit. "Yes....." she moaned in my ear. "Touch me Billy, make me cum...." I slipped two fingers inside her and smelt her virulent sex as I pumped her. She was so wet she squelched. "Yes, you naughty boy! Finger fuck me yes! yes! yes!" She pumped her arse into my hand, and her breasts jiggled in my face.. Soon she was groaning in my ear, and I felt her twitch and spasm as the orgasm shook her. "Yessssssssssss" she hissed. "Oh Billy you're so good. Just like your Aunt Rose told me you would be." The fact that she had been talking about me with Aunt Rose gave me a real kick. Hell, I was so horny, I needed to cum myself now. I pumped and pushed into her fist. "Shhhhh! Not so fast" she whispered. "Calm down, wait." And with that she dropped to her knees and took my cock in both hands. I looked down at her. "Let's see if I'm as good at this as Rose is......? she said, looking up at me with a lusty smile. Then she licked her lips and opened her mouth. She slid down over me, and took me deep inside. Then she pulled back, sliding along the full length of me. She slid me out and ran her tongue over the slit. I felt a cool wave of electricity shiver through me. "Mmmmmm you like that!" she said. "Now let me make you cum." She slid her fist up and down me as she spoke. "I want you to cum all over me, Billy. Don't fight it. Let yourself cum!" My cock was dark and shiny, and she wanked me four, five more times with her fist and then slipped her lips over me again. She slurped fast up and down the length of my cock, and her fist pumped me too. Then when I was slippery with her saliva, she wanked me fast and furious until I couldn't hold back any more. "Mrs........" I started, but suddenly my legs almost gave way, I let out a groan and my cum rushed up and splattered out of me. It flew into her open mouth, her hair, and trickled down her chin. "Come on Billy," she husked. "Yes, do it! Do it!" Then she sucked on me again, drinking down the last few drops. "You're a good boy..." she said as she kissed and licked my still-swollen cock. "Rose was right. You DO like to cum!" "But you won't tell Aunt....." I said. Hell! I suddenly could see myself getting into trouble for this. "What Rose and I discuss together is between her and me...." said Mrs. Meyer, standing up and buttoning up her work-coat. "Now you just stay in here and see if you can have another wank while I go and clean myself up." And then she was gone. She was right! Just thinking about her and my Aunt Rose talking together turned me on again. I looked at myself in the mirror, seeing how big and hard I had grown again. I would give anything to overhear their conversation. The image of big busty Mrs. Meyer, and my gorgeous Aunt Rose together, gave my cock a twitch, and soon I was watching myself wanking to another huge orgasm. Summer Fire Ch. 3 Another hot summer day! I was lying naked on my bed, my legs lifted up, and I was lazily playing with my cock. I licked the sweat off my top lip. I had just had the most enjoyable wank, daydreaming and masturbating about my own Aunt Rose and sexy Mrs. Meyer. A large pool of cum lay on my chest. I was running my fingers lightly over my balls and up the crack of my arse, enjoying the touch of my fingers and the lazy sensation of just having had a long, hard wank. All day long, all I could think about was rushing home and doing this. Mrs. Meyer wasn’t at work today, and Aunt Rose wasn’t at home either, so it was just me and my fantasies. I lay and played with myself in the heavy afternoon heat, and must have drifted off to sleep like this. Suddenly, away in the darkness of my dreams I heard voices. “Mmmm, Rose, he does like to touch himself doesn’t he ....? And it’s nice to see such a healthy boy with such a need to wank himself off all the time.....” “Yes, Patricia, and what a big puddle of cum on his stomach. I’m almost tempted to lick it all up for him ........” And as I started to waken from my dreams, I felt the most wonderful sensations. A soft mouth was framing itself around my cock, and another tongue was sliding gently across my naked stomach. Now I was truly awake. What a shock! There was Aunt Rose bending over me, her hair tumbling across my chest. She was trailing her tongue across my naked flesh, licking up the puddle of cum. I couldn’t see behind her, but I knew it was Mrs. Meyer’s mouth I could feel slipping up and down my cock that was growing harder and harder by the second. I must have moved my head, because suddenly the both of them were looking down on me. Aunt Rose licked her lips. “So, you’re awake! Well, Billy ....... Patricia and I have been having a little chat,” she said. “And we’ve decided that we should get together and show you how things get done.” “Yes, Billy,” said Mrs. Meyer, her lips shiny with saliva. “All this wanking has made you a very naughty, lustful boy. So now we are going to show you what a mature woman can give you.” My cock shuddered to its full height. The vision of these two beautiful women looking down at my naked body sent my heart thumping. Without thinking, I put my fingers around my cock, and realised it was all slippery and wet with Mrs. Meyer’s saliva. “Yes, Billy, that’s right. You play with yourself while you watch us getting undressed for you. We like to watch you sliding that fist up and down your cock, don’t we Patricia? You can wank, Billy, but you can’t cum. You have to save that for us ......” And as she spoke, Aunt Rose started to slowly unbutton her housecoat. Mrs. Meyer was dressed in a fluffy pink jumper, which she pulled slowly over her head. Her large breasts sagged inside her brassiere. Watching the two of them getting undressed for me, and feeling my hand sliding slowly up and down my cock at the same time, was like a dream come true. By this time, Aunt Rose’s housecoat had fallen open, and she was naked underneath. She ran her hand sexily through her pussy hair and licked her finger. “Mmmmm, nice and wet. Perhaps it’s time you got another taste of me.” Mrs. Meyer was now dressed only in a thong and silvery stockings. Her breasts wobbled as she lazily played with her nipples. “OK, Rose. You let him taste you, while I just make sure he’s hard and wet enough to slip inside me.” I lay back and felt the blood in my cock pumping beneath my fingers. I couldn’t believe what they were saying to me. Was I going to get to suck Aunt Rose and fuck Mrs. Meyer at the same time? As Aunt Rose moved around behind me, her housecoat flowed out behind her. I had a glimpse of her broad pale thighs, and then suddenly she was above me, straddling my face. “Get a taste of that, Billy boy. Make me cum with your tongue,” she said, as the smell of her pussy filled my nostrils and I felt her wiry hair cover my face. Then the bed sagged a second time, and another pair of wide thighs straddled my waist. A hand gripped my cock and I felt it sliding up a deep, wet crevice as Mrs. Meyer settled down upon me. Then the bed erupted into thunderous squeaking as the two heavily built women pounded down on me, one fucking my cock and the other fucking my furious tongue. The heat and the sweat, the taste of Aunt Rose’s hot pussy and the feel of Mrs. Meyer’s tight cunt slipping up and down my cock soon sent me into heights I’d never dreamed of. Suddenly my cock erupted and I felt the sweet, beautiful pain as wad after wad of hot cum shot out of me. “Yes, Billy, cum inside me!“ groaned Mrs. Meyer, and I felt her body quiver as she orgasmed too. “Ah! I’m cumming too, Patricia!” I heard, or rather felt Aunt Rose as her thighs quivered around me and I tasted a waterfall of cum pour out of her. I was like a doll, sandwiched between these two powerful women as they rode out their orgasms on me, pumping and slapping down on me. Soon Aunt Rose slid from my face, her wet pussy slicking a trail of juices across me. “What shall we do now, then, Rose?” asked Patricia, an evil grin lighting up her face. “Need to get him back up again as soon as possible, I think,” laughed Aunt Rose. They pulled me up at the side of the bed, and Aunt Rose covered my mouth with hers, and I tasted the bitter-sweetness of her sweat and my own semen sticky on her lips. As she did so, she slipped her finger into my arse. Mrs. Meyer was furiously sucking my cock, fingering my balls, slapping her fingers up and down the cheeks of my arse, running her fingers up and down the inside of my legs. I felt like a blow-up doll, except that wonderful sensations were rippling through me; the feel of heavy naked breasts moving over my body, the fingers up my arse slipping and twisting, soft wet lips sucking up the length of my slowly engorging cock. My legs almost gave way. I could hardly breath against Aunt Rose’s kisses, and as the soft wet bodies rubbed against mine I felt a lustful sensation trickle though me. I felt the pleasure in the heat of the two mature women’s bodies as my cock grew stiff and hard again. Aunt Rose pulled away. She growled in a low voice that I hardly recognised. “You gotta fuck me now, Billy!” she whispered. So it was back on the bed again, the same except this time it was now Mrs. Meyer that I was sticking my tongue into, and Aunt Rose who was grunting and whacking up and down against my thighs. I was really getting into this, and it seemed a shame when both ladies came very quickly, both crying out with pleasure as their orgasms swept over them. I hadn’t cum a second time, and I really wanted to, but Aunt Rose slipped up off me and sat down on the bed. “We’ve been discussing this, haven’t we Patricia?” she said, in a thick sexy voice. “And we think we know some of your fantasies, Billy.” Mrs. Meyer gave one last quiver of delight and slipped off my face. “Yes, there’s something we know you want Billy, and we want it too .....” I didn’t know what they were talking about, but my cock did, and it grew stiff and hard and purposeful again. Yes, there was a dream I’d had. How did they know about it? I slipped off the bed, and stood looking at these two mature ladies as they laid back together side by side on the bed. Their breasts touched and their legs lay across each other. Mrs. Meyer was lazily fingering herself and Aunt Rose was licking her lips. “Go on, Billy .. we want you to do it,” she said, and slipped a finger into her pussy. My cock was raging. I put my fist around it. It felt good. I stood over them, looking down at them, and slowly started to move my fist up and down. “Yes, Billy ....” gasped Mrs. Meyer. “Wank that big fat cock for us ...... let us see how you really do it......” “Go on Billy,” echoed Aunt Rose. “Slap your meat. Spank the monkey. Wank out for us and cum all over us ........” I took it slowly. I was really enjoying this. Aunt Rose and Mrs. Meyer lying naked together on my bed. Their bodies touching, as together they started to masturbate themselves too. I watched their wet, shiny fingers sliding in and out of their pussies, and I slid my hand hard up and down the full length of my cock. I moved closer until my legs straddled their legs, feeling the touch of their flesh. My cock seemed huge ..... engorged .... and my fist slipped easily up and down the juicy cum-covered length of it. Oh! Yes! This felt good! I looked to the side and saw the image in the mirror. Two naked sweat-covered woman writhing beneath me as I stood above them, cock in hand, wanking myself over them. I watched myself get faster and faster. And all the time, the two women muttered dirty words to me .... “Whack that fat cock, Billy ...” “Watch us wank as you wank ......” “We want you to shoot your cum all over our naked bodies and then we’ll lick it off each other .....” I felt the pressure rising. Their bodies started to writhe as their orgasms came thick and fast, and still I was pumping. I looked down at them, watching their breasts joggle against each other as they came. I pumped faster and faster. At last a wave of infinite pleasure swept over me and suddenly I felt the sperm collect and shoot up inside me. Then out it came! Spurt after spurt of thick white seed that splattered over their flesh. They cried out .. “Yes! Yes!” .. still masturbating furiously. The strands shot everywhere. Into their hair, across their breasts, over their stomachs. “Yes! Cum for me Billy....!” grunted Aunt Rose, another orgasm shaking her body. I thrust my fist and watched the last spurt as it flew from my body. Then they pulled me down, and I fell into a heavenly pit of heavy flesh, cum and sweat and felt their hungry fingers and hands, their lips and their tongues moving across and all over my body .........